What's social media? What's the internet? what's a device? What is all of that stuff? Technology? Huh? Do you expect this little guy to know what all of that shit is? He hardly even knows that other colors exist besides the black ink and old yellow sepia, He's the ruler of the studio, not a human "phone" thingy person.
He'd give you a confusing look when you hand him a rectangle box phone. Poor bby doesn't know how to work it so you'll have to guide him all the way. The first thing he taps on is the photo album and he accidentally sees all of the pictures you have taken of him.
His head tilts as he wonders why he is in this rectangle box thing. Better keep your sanity because you'll have to explain every little thing to him as you're showing him all of this stuff. You wouldn't let him touch your phone though when he is in his big form. His claws will scratch up your screen and possibly damage your phone π
You stepped away for just a few minutes and he's already playing around with your phone like it was the toy train. You might have a few scratches on the phone (If you don't have a case on it) But you don't mind that right? On a PC, I can imagine him turning on the monitor and staring at the screen for hours.
Discord, Instagram, TikTok, Youtube, etc. He knows nothing of em. Probably for the best you don't let him touch your account if you don't want him accidentally deleting it or posting one of the images from your album on your account (If you showed him how to post lol)
So uh- overall? He probably won't even use the device like how you want him to, he'll just play around with it and end up breaking it. But hey at least he learnt something new?
He would be coming from the store with a bunch of gifts he has planned to give to you on thanksgiving day.
But what he didn't expect to come home to see was you on top of a chair and getting ready to kick it away to hang yourself.
Oswald immediately plucked both of his ears off his head and shaped them into scissors and he cut the rope above you. He caught you before you hit the ground.
"Why would you do that (Name)?! You could have almost killed yourself doing that!". Oswald was deliberately scanning your face for any answers, you stayed silent.
Oswald calmed down before setting you on the ground. "(Name)...please talk to me. Why did you do that? How long have you been this way?". Making Oswald worry about you like this only made the pain worse for you.
"I'm sorry Oswald....I've been struggling with a bunch of mental problems lately and I couldn't muster up the courage to talk to you about it. Work has also been stressful for me too....". You admitted with tears forming in your eyes and Oswald pulled you into a hug.
"I don't want to force you into telling me everything that is going on because I know how hard it can be to discuss them. But if things get worse for you please talk to me (Name). I don't want to lose you, you're important to me..". You nodded slowly and hugged Oswald back, to which he responded by giving you a kiss on the forehead.
Mickey saw you self harming with a knife before in the kitchen. He was so scared at the amount of cuts you made on both of your arms. He took away the knife and bandaged up all of your scars.
Now Mickey isn't quite good at comforting somebody who is suicidal because he's never seen someone like that nor does he have the knowledge to deal with suicide.
Everyone around him always seems so happy....At least that's what he thought so.
He would hide any other sharp objects that you could use to hurt yourself. He'd try to comfort you but end up failing miserably so he had to ask Minnie for help...Mickey is more stressed than you. π
Eventually, he came around and did his best to help you with whatever made you this way and you gladly thanked him. Please promise him that you will never hurt yourself like that ever again okay?
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Alice is a sweet woman. She's always so loving and caring towards you. She makes you sweets and other tasty pantries on a daily basis. She showers you with kisses every morning. She's practically like a housewife to you.
But how would she react when she sees you pointing a gun to your forehead? The poor woman fainted after being shocked by the moment in front of her. All you could do was stare at her unconscious body with the gun still lingering in your hand pointing at your forehead.
After she woke up, she thought you probably would've ended yourself by now as she was unconscious. To her surprise, you're still here. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't help but think if she did something wrong. Why would you try to kill yourself?
You ended up being the one to comfort her in the first half Because she genuinely thinks she is responsible for why you're like this. You explained everything to her and she understands now.
If somebody was causing you problems, she might not be much of an angel when she sees them. Nobody hurt you? She'll gladly embrace you and give you reassuring words as you dump out everything that has been bothering you.
He had been seeing scars all over your arms. He thought that a lost one or somebody was hurting you. The excuses you made and the way you always come back with more scars than before, it frightened the poor demon.
You were the one who calmed him whenever he was in his big form and all pissed off, you were the one who made him feel like somebody cared for him.
You are somebody who is precious to him and if somebody is the reason why you have all these scars....hahahaha..... let's just say they might meet a fate that will be more than just being consumed....
After you made up another excuse to "go somewhere", Bendy quietly followed after you and saw you in a small room, armed with a broken glass bottle in your hand cutting your arm, leaving fresh scars on there.
If Bendy was in his big form, he would've gone on a rampage at the sight of his s/o in an injured state. But his little form, he covered his mouth with tears dripping from his eyes, you were the one giving yourself all of these scars?
He'd run towards you and hug you tightly. This body language alone was enough to let you know that he wanted you to stop hurting yourself like this. He is now even more protective of you to the point he won't allow you to go anywhere without him following you in the process.
Inky's note: I'm so bored that I wanted to write some headcanons of the reader living with Bendy.
Warnings: Bendy's mischief.
Gender: Neutral
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When Bendy steps into your home, his small stature makes everything seem larger than life to him. His eyes widen as he looks around, practically craning his neck to take in the taller furniture and shelves. He seems a bit awestruck, like heβs just entered a new, giant-sized world.
You guess it's because he's been staying in the studio for 30 years he hasn't gotten a chance to see different colors and new things besides the old yellow sepia and black ink everywhere. Poor thing.
Depending on how big your house is he might end up knocking over a few things with his tail. You saw him knock over a picture frame and it tilted slightly out of place, and he gives you a bashful, toothy smile, almost as if to say, βI didnβt mean to!β
With his small size, things seem more fragile around him, but heβs quick to shake off any little mishaps.
You gave him a tour around your house, showing him where everything was at. He even touches everything with curiosity in the middle of the tour.
When you both reach the kitchen, he has to stand on his tiptoes to open some of the drawers. He manages to pull open a cabinet door, peeking inside with wide eyes.
You find yourself stifling a laugh at how he has to reach just a little higher to grab things. When he spots the fridge, heβs practically dwarfed by it, looking up with awe as the light clicks on when he opens the door.
In the living room, when he spots the TV heβs transfixed as he moves closer to the screen, looking at it with awe and tentative pokes. You turned on the TV with the remote and watched him jump back a bit, his eyes huge as he takes in the moving images. Itβs clear heβs both mystified and excited by these strange βmoving picturesβ in your TV.
A lot of people seem to forget the fact that he's practically made out of ink due to the machine so he's bound to leave some ink stains and trails here and there.
You saw a couple of ink stains on your counters so you gently handed him a cloth. You showed him how to wipe things down, and he watches with wide eyes before mimicking you.
He ends up cleaning the counters and they are spotless. He gives you a subtle smile and making a mental note to be carefulβor at least to try to be careful.
Eventually, Bendy finds his way to the couch making it his new favorite spot to lie down on or sleep. He plops down, making the cushions creak a bit under his weight, and gives a relaxed sigh, practically sinking into the couch with satisfaction. He looks up at you with a happy smile.
Although he might slither into your bed with you while you're sleeping. You'd wake up to him tickling you.
You'd be the one to cook Bendy all different kinds of food and he is absolutely in an ecstatic state after each taste. The food tastes like heaven, or maybe it's because you're the one cooking it. <3
You teach Bendy how to make desserts and other sweet food because he does well when making those. He can make soup though!
After he settles in and gets comfortable, Bendy has already begun to think of this place as his new home away from the old abandoned studio. He gives you a warm hug, his tail curling in contentment, clearly thrilled to be in a space that feels warm, safe.
