#300lim

[ninesillywaffles]

6-7 Mangos

No warnings

This was a request from my sister's friend as a prompt so I just made something out of it. Its Holly perspective and they're shopping :DD

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Granny had sent them on errands that morning and Holly happily stepped up to gather some stuff from town for her. Cala and Mugs came with her, offering to help but she wasn’t going to point out that most of their talking had been jokes between each other that could clearly be called flirting, but Holly didn’t mind. She was able to freely add her own jokes into the mix.

The shops weren't full and they could go in and out a lot without worry. Looking over the list of items after a while, making sure to cross off what they already had. As they entered the next store, Mugman spoke, “So, what are we getting next?”

“Well, we have yet to get some mayonnaise and mangos as well as a few other things to pick up. Think Granny is planning something big for dinner tonight?”

“Maybe? It’s hard to tell.”

Holly chuckled, remembering the last time they returned home to a feast of a meal made by granny, for no particular event too. Maybe she likes cooking to let out some nerves? She seems to like bigger meals when she has a particularly bad attack.

With the entry to the last store, Cala went off to find the mayo and stuff that might be around there, Holly to the fruit and veg, and Mugs was somewhere in between looking for anything else that might look tasty.

Holly looked back down at the list as she found the mangos and found herself squinting at the words. Did someone else write this? Who would want mangos exactly? She picked up two, ready to just leave with those until she saw Mugs walking over. “You might want to get more of those. Cup was wanting them.”

They left with 6-7 mangos and mayonnaise.

[de4d-p1xel]

A/N: hi guys, more thangyu, they've brain rotted me idk. Icl I don't know how well written this is but it'll have to do enjoy!

Cw: talks of being high, thanos mildly toxic inner dialogue?

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Being in a game high off your ass is less than ideal. Being high in a killing game? Even less so. Thanos is entirely aware of this, but is it going to stop him from taking these pills? Absolutely not.

Sitting across from him is Nam-gyu, also high off his ass from these same pills he’s been begging for over the past five minutes. Thinking about it, Thanos doesn’t know why he keeps sharing them with the man. Maybe it’s because he thinks Nam-gyu needs it. Maybe it’s the desperation for someone to relate to, someone to feel the same way he does. He knows he probably shouldn’t, and sometimes he feels guilty, but Nam-gyu is a grown man. He wouldn’t take them if he couldn’t handle them… right?

Thanos shakes off the thoughts when he realizes the black-haired man across from him has moved closer, likely trying to steal some of his warmth. It is cold in here, after all. Thanos doesn’t really mind. A few members of the group tend to stand close to him to steal his warmth, but Nam-gyu is definitely more handsy about it—holding his hands, leaning on his shoulders, the whole lot. It raises questions in Thanos’s mind about why he lets it happen, why he even reciprocates sometimes, but right now, he doesn’t want to think about it.

After a moment of hesitation, he turns and tucks himself a bit more against Nam-gyu’s side, if only because he needs the comfort himself. It takes a moment, but eventually his eyes drift shut. Whether he’ll actually fall asleep, he doesn’t know—he’s found it hard to sleep here—but he doesn’t miss the feeling of Nam-gyu’s hand in his hair, the soothing touch sending waves of relaxation through his frame.

Yeah, maybe this isn’t so bad.

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Wed 10/9/25

[ninesillywaffles]

An Accident

Fighting warning??

Pre Hoppy Bendy fic? or what happened to his eye!! Ever wondered why his face had a scar and missing eye, this is how :3

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Training was as bothersome and annoying as always. Hat barked orders at the Cup brothers while Bendy was sat playing with toys again. The toys were more puzzle based so Bendy would have to focus more on just a pattern and how things are placed, but for some reason it frustrated Bendy more that instead of having other tasks, he would just be handed more toys like some kid.

While he did that, Cup and Mugs pointedly tried to ignore the elder demon as they focused on the creature they were set against. It was easier than trying to focus on words than survival, and if they didn’t focus on survival, well the obvious would happen- and Hat would just be ticked off at them if they made it out. In fact, the more words he said, the more agitated it made Cup. However, the dish also considered pointing some of that blame to his friend who he could see in the corner of his eye getting worked up over some simple kids toy. You’d think he’d have more control over those shadows by now.

Cup had to turn his focus away to avoid another swing from the thing he’s battling. Feeling the thing’s claws near his arm, he swung and took a shot. Well, maybe more than just one but he sure survived because of it! It backed away and Hat called off the stupid battle. Honestly, the schmuck had quite the entertainment, he was sure.

Now that he was free from that torturous battle, he turned towards Bendy with a heavy sigh, only to freeze at the sight. He was on the ground and the toy he was messing with scattered beside him. He looked almost asleep apart from the fact that he saw blood pooling. His stomach dropped-

[ninesillywaffles]

Table Games

No warnings

Deaf Bendy fic with some silly shenanigans if you will :)

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Playing games around the house was always going to be a bit of a struggle for Bendy, having to focus on so many people at once, but there were some games. Very few, that would be much better for him.

He couldn’t hear what everyone was saying, but the cards went down onto the table and continued in its circle around the table. Sometimes he’d feel a thud of someone hitting the table when their card isn’t one they wanted and when they have to pick up more. It was honestly easier focusing on the cards over everyone else, and they knew it. The discussion they were probably having had nothing to do with Bendy, and they were likely trying to convince each other to place a certain card down.

He places a card and the game continues.

There weren’t many of them playing now, but those who were didn’t make it easy. No bribes were being accepted and there were a few one to one battles across the table, mostly between Mugs and Boris, but with how laid back his brother seemed, it could just be one sided. Cup had tried bribing him, funnily enough, and it didn’t succeed. Holly was holding up well and sneakily making things harder for everyone while their attention was diverted away from her.

It was not very long until it was only Boris and Cup at the table, and this time, Bendy focused on what they could be saying.

Some competitive talk from them both, some button pressing, some jokes, and teasing. Bendy found it all entertaining. There were some bets going around and Bendy smiled as the game continued swiftly.

Boris won, of course. His brother really was the best, and Cup accepted his loss with familiar failure, often when Boris played,

[de4d-p1xel]

A/N: hiii. Okay I know i missed 2 weeks, forgive me, id say i won't do it again but I probably will. Anyway I finally got around to writing something thangyu related so here, this'll probably be written into a full story at some point. Enjoy!

Cw: smoking, drugs mention

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To say Thanos is having a bad night is putting it lightly. And drowning himself in drugs and alcohol isn’t helping for once. He’s tired, and the blaring music of Club Pentagon drills into his skull, giving him the worst headache ever. He can’t stand this anymore.

With a stumble, he gets up, leaving some cash on the table, not bothering to hand it to anyone—too desperate to get out of the club to even think about ensuring the money goes through. If all else fails, he can pay it later.

He takes a deep breath as he walks out into the night, cold air rushing into his lungs before he exhales in a deep sigh, hands coming up to rub at his sore eyes in the hope of massaging out the headache a bit.

With shaking hands, he pulls out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and a lighter, placing one between his lips as he lights it. Usually he only vapes, with the excuse that he’s using it to try and quit cigarettes, but on the days that feel like the end, he actually smokes.

The smoke tumbles out of his mouth as he sits down on a box, leaning against the wall, head resting on the wall behind him. This feels kinda nice—just having silence. He never usually gets that, with fans surrounding him constantly or the bad influences he calls friends indulging his bad habits.

God, I really need new friends, he thinks to himself, running a hand over his face and taking a drag of his cigarette, looking out into the people-filled streets. He spends a while just people-watching before he turns, hearing a door beside him open and a familiar black-haired man walk out.

“You okay?”

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Wed 20/8/25

[ninesillywaffles]

Making Up for Past Mistakes

Warning- injury and gore?

Hoppy Bendy has a pet bunny now!!! YAYY :D

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It wasn’t really anything he’d deem important enough to bring with him, but here Bendy was, standing in a pet store getting rabbit food and enough stuff for it to survive in the void he could practically call home at this point.

When he found the poor thing, it was alone and digging through bins around stores. It isn’t too much of a surprise when it comes to animals, but a bunny? In a town? Some things just didn’t make sense, but trying to find answers would end up useless in the end.

Picking it up, he felt how cold its fur was and how it was constantly looking at him as if he would hurt it. With that in mind, Bendy hesitated. He didn’t remember much of anything before that day he woke up in the void, but he had begun picking up small things here and there in each of these worlds. But for some reason, this felt like a migraine would hit very very soon.

It was probably the biggest spike of progress with his memory ever, and it came from this simple lonely bunny. It wasn’t pleasant, what he remembered. The sounds of a small animal’s cry, some bones crunching and pressing in, skin and blood squishing easily in his hand. The small thing didn’t stand a chance of survival after that.

So. Bendy made a choice. He kept the bunny, reluctantly, and took it with him. The pet store was warm but it didn’t last as Bendy soon travelled “home”. As he adjusted to the shift, he noticed the bunny adjust as well. Making itself comfy in his arms as he slowly found a seat by his things. Looking at this small thing, he decided he would make up for whatever he did long ago.

[ninesillywaffles]

Dress-Up Doll

No warnings

The doll is dressed up nice and pretty :)

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When Bendy returned from his trip to Hell, which wasn’t as eventful as he thought it would be, he didn’t expect to come home to whatever this was.

Granny had a box open in the living room with Holly and Cala looking through it, pulling out little dresses that would fit a doll of some kind. Maybe even a small baby if you looked close enough, but no one would really give a baby these kinds of dresses unless it was an important event, surely. They looked far too nice and pristine. He was told he wasn’t allowed in yet, so he went to find someone else.

Cuphead and Mugman were out according to Boris, who was for some reason not looking at him. Felix was similar but at least he hid it better. Whatever was going on was something to do with him if he was the only one out of the loop, surely.

Honestly, he was about to ask Red, Fanny, or Oddswell about what was happening before there was a squeal from the living room, followed by numerous giggles.

When he went in, he really should have noticed something sooner. With all the random aches and prods he felt, looking at that doll felt like a curse and nightmare. Cala held it up to show him the moment he was in the room, and now it made sense. The doll, which was undeniably still linked to him, was now in a gown-like dress and sparkling bows everywhere.

And as much as he wanted to snatch the doll out of their hands, he knew he’d probably only get hurt in the process.

Just as he had started trying to demand they take it off the doll, the Cup brothers returned and his face crumbled as Cup started laughing.

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Sad I couldn't post a 300lim yesterday because house chores happened to rule the day 😔

And tbh I have no ideas anyway but I'll get to writing something soon so it's ready for next week > <