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19 🔞 Art occiasionally!! Credit to @nortsauce for the pfp :)

[nortsauce]

How would the main group (Bendy, Boris, Cuphead and Mugman, shelly) act on a cooking show?

Shelly: I'm blind

Mugman: I'm deaf

Boris: Mfff (mouth taped)

Cuphead: And i'm stuck in the astral plane.

Bendy, completely tied up to a chair: And today we're gonna be making a cake

[zatzuri]

Don’t u feel like a little bad bendy? No? Oh ok mybad

[zatzuri]

What is he talking about, matter of fact, what are both of them talking about

[la-unicornio-satanico]

Posting some drawings,

cuz we reach 1K+ followers!!, 🎉

Thank you so much for all the support to my art guys!! 🥹💞💞

Also! I will be open to some requests if someone is interested!

I'm always, but I never say it openly due to lack of time lol.

[nortsauce]

If Mugman met a younger kid version of Bendy would he still hate him?

This feels like a very shallow interpretation of Mugman's feelings on bendy

Mugman's hatred for bendy is very circumstantial, and i'm not going to act like Bendy being shaped like a demon doesn't have anything to do with Cuphead and Mugman's disdain for him at first.

They went in with a bias on bendy due to their own internal societal issues that they must work on, however: Mugman and Cuphead still chose to help him in the forest in different ways.

While they still harbor their bias, Mugman offered bendy his VERY expensive and elusive substance that helped him through a very bad blot episode, and cuphead offered bendy his literal SOUL to use as protection against searchers and other threats.

But even after that, Bendy says that they deserve to die, yanks cuphead around on a chain, talks about the cup bros like they are just objects used to shield them, left a man to die (mugman doesn't know this), pushes and orders them around and laughs while doing it.

Cuphead is figuring out who bendy is, Mugman is forming his own opinion: and Mugman HATES him. As for Cuphead? Well you'll have to wait and see.

If bendy was a child, would he do any of these things? You don't know and neither do the cup bros.

Point is: It's starting to not matter WHAT bendy is, adult, child, demon, whatever.

What matters is WHO bendy is. And Mugman HATES that person.

So to answer: Who knows. Maybe bendy would have done the same as a child. Maybe he wouldn't. Mugman doesn't know, and right now; he doesn't care.

To mugman, Bendy is an asshole. And he doesn't need an excuse to hate an asshole.

[nortsauce]

Dear diary

I want to go home, I’m so tired and I feel like doodoo

GOD WHY DO YOU PAIN GHOST LIKE THIS

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MEEEEE

[thebendystrawshow]

Monthly reminder to shut up about when I’m gonna post, I’m currently very busy with school work and the discord server.

BE PATIENT. YOU CAN LIVE WITHOUT ME POSTING FOR A LITTLE LONGER 💔

[thebendystrawshow]

I’m literally one guy doing all of this, cut me some slack istg

[thebendystrawshow]

Monthly reminder to shut up about when I’m gonna post, I’m currently very busy with school work and the discord server.

BE PATIENT. YOU CAN LIVE WITHOUT ME POSTING FOR A LITTLE LONGER 💔

[nortsauce]

kind of a more serious question but what will you and fly do if yall have a falling out before the end of the comic or something happens? would one take over and the other leave? would the whole thing be canceled? what would happen?

- ⭐️ anon

Our parents would make us talk to each other again bc we live in the same house and we are related so.

[lotus-doodles-04]

How does Mugman react to Bendy taking him by the handle of his cup?)

Hers some blueink fluff after I threw the brick the other day!

Extras!

[artemismaraart]

Silly mini bendystraw kiss comic

[pisatel-tela]

Looks around, slides a lazy bendystraw AU drawings

According to the Toon Standard of attractiveness, it is measured by how funny one is. Bendy basically called Cuphead attractive.

Extra :

Also, this au will be called : Servants of The Altar AU or maybe SoTA for short (in name, not in tag)

[cosmicbutterfly121]

*Looks around suspiciously* *Throws an offering to the bendystraw community.* *Disappears* ------------------------------------------------------ Cuphead likes Bendy's tail. 

He doesn't know why he likes it; it's just a tail, nothing special. Almost everyone had one; heck, even he and Mugs had one before it fell off with age. 

Maybe he likes tugging it and loves the way Bendy gets annoyed and starts yelling at him; his expressions are always amusing and entertaining to him. Maybe he likes how the tail is expressive, down and low if Bendy is sad, pointed and agitated if Bendy is angry, and wrapping around Bendy's legs tight when Bendy is distressed or afraid. 

The tail acts like a limb to Bendy. Cuphead notices how it can carry anything, be it a cup, map, book, or pen. Yet the tail also acts as if it has a mind of its own. 

Cuphead notices how it wraps around him, be it the arms, hands, legs, shoulders, or even the waist, yet Bendy doesn't notice how his tail acts. 

How the tail seems to be seeking Cuphead when he is far away despite either Bendy talking to someone or when Bendy is asleep—maybe it's a demon thing, Cuphead wonders. 

Cuphead notices these things; he always notices when it comes to Bendy.  *********************************

(Later, under the late-night breeze as the moon shines above, Cuphead realizes truly right then and there why he likes Bendy's tail. 

He likes tugging the tail just to hear the little ohs and ahs from Bendy. Oh, what a beautiful melody from such a sensitive thing. It never fails to send heat down Cuphead's body; he tugs it more, just to hear those sounds over and over until Bendy begs. He likes how the tail shows truly what Bendy is feeling. Bendy might deny loving every inch of what Cuphead did to him. However, the tail swayed excitedly when Cuphead hit a sensitive spot; oh, he does love ruining that charming devil. He likes how the tail, much to Bendy’s displeasure and to Cuphead’s delight, seems to obey Cuphead during this intense night. Bringing him things needed to make the night filled with the scent of pleasure and delight. Such an obedient thing, much like the toon attached to it, if only he stopped being such a brat. It's fine; Cuphead punishes disobedient demons, and this particular demon is being very naughty. He likes how the tail wraps around him. Cuphead knows what part of each wrap means: Legs means to “keep going—don't stop—please." Cuphead loves it when that happens; quite often now, neither Cuphead nor Bendy talks about it. "Shoulder" means "wait—not now, I can't." Cuphead always stops when this happens, always. It's not often that it becomes something else, but when it does, they settle in the night; the warmth they share is enough—will be enough—their bodies tangle into one. Arms and hands mean “there—right there—oh, dear celestials—". Cuphead felt some sense of glee when the tails wrapped around that specific part of his body; he loved when tears poured out from his endearing little darling, the marks on their body mapping like the stars above. And finally, Cuphead’s favorite part, the waist. "The waist" means “you wrecked me into devastation"; it means “I am unable to function properly and I am shaking"; it means “you love me to the point of destroying me; do it again." And Cuphead Kettle—the reckless one, the one who gambled his and his twin’s souls to the Devil, the one that defeated the Devil by playing his game, the one whose destruction chained his soul and follows his wake—looked under to see what he ruined. And oh, Cuphead felt what true pride means when he looked at Bendy’s shaking body, the tail wrapped around his waist like an anchor. Bendy’s touch was like fire to Cuphead as he buried his head into the demon’s neck—the slight whine that Bendy uttered was pure bliss to Cuphead’s ear—inhaling the scent of tears, sweat, and desire from their activity, and that, he craved like obsession meet the first touch of madness.

How could Cuphead return to normality when he tastes what madness is truly like? How could one’s sanity remain intact when creating a masterpiece that sleeps beside him? ) *********************************

Yeah, Cuphead Kettle likes Bendy's tail.

But he loves Bendy Darling more. 

❤️💛

P.S. Will you believe me that I wrote this after church?? Forgive me father 😔🙏 First time writing any of that or writing suggestive in general, I was possessed by uhh something during the second part. Anyway, enjoy the horrible writing I did for these freaks, said the freak also. I have no coherent thoughts when writing this also and yes Grammarly checker, just that.

[artemismaraart]

Wrote a bendystraw interaction I had in my head; it's sorta incomplete (minimal situation context and no rounded-out ending) and probably ooc. It's been years since I've done a proper fic, so I apologize in advance for the rough writing.

(if I come back and add more context and a proper ending I'll also include some art based on this)

Summary: While patching up after their latest hurdle, Cuphead brings something up that Bendy hoped he wouldn't notice.

Or

Bendy's tail is a traitor and gives away his feelings /hj

Tattle Tail

Rating: Teen and up Audience

Relationship:

Bendy (Bendy and the Ink Machine)/Cuphead (Cuphead)

Characters:

Bendy (Bendy and the Ink Machine), Cuphead (Cuphead)

Mentioned characters:

Boris (Bendy and the Ink Machine), Mugman (Cuphead), Shelly (Dandy's World), Pebble (Dandy's World)

Additional Tags:

Wound Care, Hurt/Comfort, Inspired by Myth of the Machine - flygutzz & nortsauce, myth of the machine, Medical Inaccuracies, they are both bad at feelings and I'm Bad At Tagging

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They were all pretty banged up after their latest rough patch on their journey.

The porcelain brothers had taken the brunt of the physical damage. Again. No shattered calix or empty heads this time round, but they were low, and if not addressed, the cracks wouldn’t heal right, and they’d be prone to easier shattering later on.

Seeing that Mugs was one too loud a breath away from snapping another person's neck, Bendy was tasked with helping the usually chatty Toon that is Cuphead by the fire, while Boris helped Mugman in a tent on the furthest edge of camp. Those two needed some quiet after the cacophony of insane ludicrousness of the past week. Shelly and Pebble were out gathering wood for the slowly dying fire.

Mercifully, the only sounds were the chirps and buzzes of insects, the crackling of firewood, and the rummaging through and application of medical supplies.

It was peaceful, and Bendy could actually process his thoughts, going over the last couple of days' events in his head, letting it all sink in and file away. At least until-

“Why does your tail keep doin that?”

The question jars the demon out of his autopilot, fumbling with the gauze he just took out of the medkit sitting open next to the porcelain toon. He manages to catch the roll before it drops to the forest floor.

“Oh, sorry, didn’t mean ta scare you,” Cuphead teases.

Bendy playfully flicks the side of the toon's head for his trouble, earning an indignant sound and playful bat to his own hand, followed by soft, amused chuckles.

“Let me work my healing magic in peace, Cups. Unless you wanna trip and end up with a hole in your side,” he arches a brow.

Cuphead groans, bouncing his leg restlessly, “Fine, but could ya hurry, my legs are falling asleep with how long you're takin.”

Sighing, Bendy reassessed where exactly he left off. Oh, right, patching up a currently shirtless debt collector. He'd finished cleaning the wound in Cupheads left side. Cracks that had been bleeding marked across the majority of the area in a cracked spiderweb pattern, with the center origin caved in slightly. He'd been hit clear across a factory floor into boxes of heavy supplies. It's a miracle he walked away with this being the worst of it. Clawed fingers lightly trail some of the pattern.

“Bendy?”

“Huh?”

“You were spacin’ out again. You sure you're alright? I know you took a pretty hard hit-” Cuphead moves to glimpse over his shoulder.

Bendy placed a hand on his shoulder to keep him from turning all the way. Can't have him aggravating his side. “Hold still, gotta wrap ya like a mummy first.”

The cup chuckled, shaking his head, keeping his gaze forward.

“And m’fine, must be more tired than I thought. Promise I'm not concussed or anythin.” And he sure as hell can't handle that look of concern he knows is lying there beneath that cocky exterior.

He lightly taps Cupheads shoulder, “Arms up, troubleshooter, mummification time.”

Cuphead hums in simple acknowledgment, raising his arms to give the demon easier access to wrap the gauze, “still haven't answered my first question.”

Trying to avoid thinking too hard about their current position as he begins wrapping the gauze around the man's torso, Bendy indulges, “And what question was that?”

He can practically feel the taller toons eyeroll, “Your tail, it keeps doin that thing.”

“Doin what thing?” he grunts, pulling a little tighter on the second wrap around to make sure the wrap will stay in place properly, fiddling with it to see there's still enough give for the man to move around without too much constriction.

Then he yelps, feeling a pinch to the tip of his tail. It's quiet for a horrifying moment, then his eyes trail slowly over across the expanse of Cupheads decorated back, up the muscled bicep of his right arm to find wrapped around the cracked porcelain forearm is his tail, the tip caught between fingers that fiddle with it almost soothingly, as a quiet apology for the pinch.

“Oh-”

The traitorous appendage had been doing its damn best for weeks to communicate what he never wanted-no couldn't say out loud—trying to latch onto the collector whenever it got the chance.

He'd been so careful; maybe the hit to the head he took broke what little decency he had left.

Oh, celestial, and he's noticed it happening before. Of course, he's known the guy was actually more observant than people give him credit for, but now that he's bringing it up when they're alone, damn, he made him uncomfortable, didn't he? Is he trying to spare them both the embarrassment of telling him off in front of the others? He doesn't know what it means, right? But what if he does? What if that's why he's so-

“Sorry, didn't mean to pinch too hard.” Cupheads soft tone broke Bendy out of his spiral into panic.

Blinking a couple of times, he shakes his head of the thoughts that threatened to bombard him. Clearing his throat, he continues with the gauze, his hands ever so subtly shaking, “Yer fine, just surprised me is all.”

“And uh sorry,” he adds quietly, “I don't mean to make you uncomfortable…it has a mind of its own sometimes, I'll make sure it doesn't happen again.” Taking a steadying breath, he wills the damn thing to unwind, starting to pull back, grazing against the warm porcelain in its slow retreat.

“I didn't say that.”

That halts the demon's movement.

“What?”

Cuphead twirls his fingers around the demon's tail, smiling softly, “I don't mind it, Bends. It's a good thing, isn't it?”

“A good thing?” Bendy parrots dumbly, a flush creeping up his neck as his tail is gently toyed with.

What is happening right now?

“Yeah, means ya trust me or something, right? It's a vulnerable part that tells a lot of what you don't say. I notice you grab it when you're really anxious or squeeze it when you tell a fib. Curls round yourself or another for comfort or to provide it, wags when you're happy, twitches and flicks when ticked off. It's your honesty basically. Mugs and I had tails when we were little, unlike yours ours fell off naturally as we got older. Unless, uh, well, unless for demons, there are totally different meanings for those kinda quirks?” his gaze looks off to the distance as if he's just now realizing that was a possibility.

…Is he actually concussed, and this is some head trauma-induced madness?

He continues his wrapping, hoping to finish and get the heck out of this conversation as soon as possible, “You both had tails?”

“Yup! Lil tea bag tails,” he trails the pen-like indent across the tip of Bendy's tail, reminiscing on childhood memories.

Bendy hums unsteadily, a bead of ink dripping nervously down the side of his face. Tugging the gauze securely and taping it off, he does a once-over, checking for any dangerous flaws in the wrapping. Seeing nothing, he gives Cupheads back a shaky pat, “all done,” and moves to put everything back into the medical kit. Cuphead lowers his arms, rolling his shoulders and stretching slightly.

Med kit packed, Bendy goes to pick it up and place it with their other supplies, but Cuphead hasn't let go of his tail.

Bendy glances back, “Um, you mind letting go?”

Cuphead hums in mock thought, “not until you answer,” he grins back.

“You seem to have me figured out well enough. Why don't you draw your own conclusion?”

The grip on his tail tightens subtly, “cause I wanna make sure I'm understanding you right.”

Golden-tinted eyes search red, unsure, nervous. Sighing shakily, Bendy looks down at his hands, scrubbing at the ink that dripped down and fiddling with the medical kit, “You once said a gambler ain’t got nothing but their word. Well, a demon ain’t got their word, no one trusts a demon's word. You know that. We've got our actions,” glancing up he meets the red gaze again.

Cuphead doesn't look away, listening intently.

“You weren't far off, my tail can be quite…expressive even when I don't want it to, and it can be infuriating and risky. I wish I didn't have it sometimes, but it has its uses,” Bendy chuckles awkwardly.

Cuphead glances at the scars leading to the base of the demon's tail, years of damage caused by claws gripping it too tightly, and markings caused by others.

“So yeah,” the cup's gaze snapped back up, “it means I trust you to some extent and stuff.” Bendy averts his gaze again.

“And stuff?” Cuphead pushes gently.

“Ya know, like, offerin comfort, showing affection, and whatever.”

“Affection…oh,” glancing down at the tail still in his grasp, a muted pink tints his face, “oh.”

[nortsauce]

hello! :D

i saw on an earlier post that was talking about how hurt the cast are on a scale of 1-10, and I was wondering why mugman is a 9?

is it because he used all his soul liquid? or is it something else?

if Cuphead had his body right now but the same amount of soul, would he also be a 9?

thanks, love ur comic ❤️❤️❤️

Well cuphead is dead so he'd be an 11

But mugman is on the verge of passing out. He's weak, tired, running on pure adrenaline and about to vomit at any second

Like as soon as he feels safe, he's passing out. Asleep! Out like a light!

Only when he feels safest though.

[nortsauce]

Hii :) do any of the MOTM characters suffer from any?

Sorry if this is a weird question or something.

yes

[nortsauce]

WAIT dyle is in the relationship chart, could we get a dandy chart?

Nnnnot yet.

I WANNA but we can't bc we need to see more of him. I wanna keep SOME secrets!

I love when people get surprised by our stuff and the other half will go "I KNEW IT!!" and the others will go "WHAAAAT???"

Those are my fav comments LOL

The "WHAAAAAT" Bc we managed to surprise some and the "I KNEW IT!!!" bc we managed to hint at it juuuust enough!