Ok Im kinda late to the bendy fusion train but i drew these like a month ago and just now decided to post them 😭 But this is my Grant/Sammy fusion, Gabe! And i even drew an ink!gabe to go with it :D
I dont have much lore on him rn but i will say that although hes sensible and a bit more pleasant to be around, he is perpetually stressed and a chronic workaholic, and should thusly be Grand Slammed into the nearest bed immediately XD
guess who's really late to the fusion trend. THIS GUY. in my defense, i really never planned on making one, but this combo popped into my head and i absolutely had to draw it. rambling copy pasted directly from discord under the cut
Connie Lay (Sammy & Constance fusion) (they/them)
i can only imagine that before they got hired they were working at a theatre? They were originally just helping out backstage, but over time started playing the piano for shows. i imagine they usually stuck to the pit or maybe even playing in the wings, but since their sister got sick someone needed to cover her part in a show that required onstage playing. they do (both because they want the show to go on and because they know they're gonna be promoted to musical director soon so if they didn't it'd look bad). something something, joey (or joey equivalent lol) goes to that show and decides he has to have them for the studio, offering them the position of musical director once he hears about their future promotion. Connie never actually wanted a career in music, it was something they enjoyed immensely, sure, but they were saving up to go to college in order to study chemistry. that dream is on hold as they work for jds
i dont have any of the rest of the theoretical cast decided which is a shame because i need to decide who they get to be a pair (do not separate) with (or even a trio lol)
but right so, working at jds goes as smoothly as you'd expect up until ink starts coming into play. they're still wildly annoyed about all the interruptions, as per usual (honestly this fusion is probably even more short fused than the two separately). except this time the ink catches their interest. their sanctuary is more of a mini laboratory, a place to clear their head from the troubles of work and calm down for a little science. or a nap.
the pipe incident still occurs, except this time Connie's actually a little stoked to be able to record the effects the ink is having on them. they get a little carried away, but in their research figure out the iron oxide solution and manage to keep their inkfection at bay for much much longer through it. of course, they're sort of reliant on it now, since it's still hard to ignore the ink's call.
i think whenever they do Succumb to the ink fully they would still be a weird, not quite a lost one, not quite a toon, hybrid, because of all the iron oxide that's leftover in their system. how sammy's prophet thing comes into play is basically just. you ever meet a scientist so obsessed with their research its almost reverent. the ink probably skews with their mind to the point where they see all of this as a good thing, that this research is worth sacrificing their life, their future, over. they could "worship" the ink itself, or maybe bendy is a figurehead for it to them? still thinking that over. or, they could worship the machine... its a toss up between worshipping the ink itself, bendy, or the machine.
Joining in with folks posting their BatIM Fusion characters - here's my Joey-Grant fusion, Graham - the charismatic founder of Mayhem Studios, who definitely isn't buckling under the stress of keeping the studio afloat. (He is definitely doing that actually.)
Friendly and charming in front of the public and investors, Graham is a bit more of a mess behind closed doors, and is no stranger to manipulating his employees (be it through flirtation or threats) to try and keep them in line - at least enough to ease some of his horrible underlying anxiety over everything.
Eager to reduce his stress levels and desperate to find some way to balance funding, he might just end up making some... unwise investments in experimental animation technology to help smooth out the running of the studio...
This drabble features my Joey (Gingie) speaking of another (Snowy, made by @aceofintuition) and how being someone else helps him better be himself.
Summary: Two Joeys or just one. It doesn’t quite matter; not anymore.
Word Count: 595
Now, I have been tasked with the duty of describing to you what, precisely, it is like being a fusion- or rather, being half of a fusion. What a complicated thing to describe with just words! Impossible, perhaps.
But, I will try. For also, perhaps, the reason words run off my tongue so quick is a gift from the gods so that what is indescribable may at least be attempted. How is the phrase? Ah yes. “God has cursed me for my hubris.” But it doesn’t feel like a curse at all! I’m just told it is when-
…Well, you’ll see, I suppose.
The thing to consider is that as a fusion, we share everything. Everything! His thoughts become mine, how I feel is felt by him. There’s no such thing as a secret, dear- not unless you’re keeping it from yourself, too.
And in which case, we’ve found it’s quite likely to be found again anyway.
I know that’s the case for me.
It was an accident- entirely on accident!- the first time we fused. And we both so, so terrified. I credit him for being the most intelligent of us two, as he was the first to realize precisely what this meant; I, however, took much more time to appreciate the depth of our situation- the rest of our lives. Did you know we didn’t even like each other that much before this? Unimaginable! In fact, I didn’t imagine it myself.
That’s one of those secrets I told you about.
Because I didn’t know I could care about someone quite like this. If you had asked, I would have told you, “Yes! Of course I do! I am love and appreciation incarnate!”
Minty changed all that.
I still have my flaws. I still learn something every day.
But.
I don’t think I truly knew myself until I knew Minty. Knew Snowy. I didn’t know him at all until then. And that new understanding of him- realizing that in his heart he does fear, he does think, he does enjoy. It made me see how little I gave him credit.
And that’s why we were terrified. Because each and every human being is much, much more than we think they are. We define others with how we know ourselves, and how can we do that when we haven’t experienced what everyone else does, not have what they have and vice versa? As previously stated, we don’t even know ourselves fully until the very end.
The intimidation of being known wasn’t enough to deter us, though. Because with the knowledge came an excitement. Who knew tenderness could be so…thrilling? That confusion could be so…solidifying? The more we’re together, the more it feels like home. And when we separate, sometimes I wonder if I’m more myself or more half of someone else.
I’m not quite sure I mind the latter.
It’s like…two drips of water come together, and maybe in the fall they eventually split from one to two again. What’s left of each? Could it possibly be a perfect divorce of molecules strictly from their respective original beings? Are the atoms that make Minty’s twenty fingers, two hearts, and one smile ever the same again?
It’s fantastic, isn’t it? To not fully comprehend who you are and yet feeling so happy with it. Everything new is a joy, a gift. And everything we recognize is a treasure.
Fusion, my dear, is the kind of perfection I can only wish to be, and it speaks volumes that one cannot reach it without a bit of help.