#gingie drew

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Omg? I'm still kicking with Bendy art? In 2025?

I'm 4 pages done with Joey's, only 3 more to go!

Huh, these old men look familiar ;) @pipesflowforeverandever @startistdoodles

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A Warm Home on a Hill.

This was me practicing perspective and it evolved into the scene from last year's little Christmas story of Gingie Drew (owned by @pipesflowforeverandever ) having SINdy (owned by @trashboatprince / @wanderingsindy ) and Benny (Owned by me) over for the holiday to show them snow for the first time as well as to celebrate his birthday and Christmas. The boys played in the snow until it was time for them to come in and warm up by the fire for while Gingie is reading to them from a story book (with a drawing from @inkspottie ). A peaceful day for them that was filled with warmth and laughter as it had started out on the airs of uncertainty.

Guest images are as followed:

The round picture frame of Gingie and SINdy, SINdy himself and demon toon Hugo in the storybook belong to @trashboatprince / @wanderingsindy

The tall rectangular frame of Gingie and SINdy as well as Gingie himself belong to @pipesflowforeverandever

The image in the story book as well as Angel Henry belong to @inkspottie

Benny belongs to me.

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BATIM in Sims 4: Playing with the Drews

So if you guys play the Sims 4 and you haven’t checked out @startistdoodles​ ‘s gallery yet (SurfingEevee), you should. She’s made a lot of amazing stuff, some of which I definitely need to incorporate across my worlds because they’re just that good. But today, I’m gonna share my experience playing with one of her households: The Drew Household. It’s no surprise that we here in the Bendy community love our AUs and multiple interpretations of the canon, and I’m no exception, so getting to play with a household that’s Hyde, Gingie, and Snowy as roommates is not only awesome, but incredibly funny at times. So let’s dive in and have some shenanigans!

And of course the first thing we’re greeted by is this! X’’’D Okay, so Star warned me upfront that this household has some custom content, and seeing as I’ve never played with custom content before, I don’t have all of the same assets downloaded. That being said, nothing could’ve prepared me for the laughter I had when this popped up. I’ve been trying to find something close enough to replace the missing hair and clothing with, and I think I’ve made it work for the most part. Sorry Gingie, not even magic can stop you from balding eventually. X’’’’D

That being said though, when I went to go and give them back their hair and clothes, I opened up the clothes just to see what they were wearing. And Hyde lost his pants. ^^’’’ Hyde honey, no! XD I know we’re in a pandemic, and it’s easy to get away with this, but you have to wear pants. I believe Snowy was also missing some pants in the Sports category, but for whatever reason I can’t find any screenshots of it. 

Another interesting thing: Star, you really outdid yourself on the details! It took me a while to figure out whose room was whose, but this little detail in Hyde’s, just -chef’s kiss- I really like that. Everything is so aesthetically pleasing. Though there is one hilarious thing I need to call out, and that’s the basement. 

Hyde’s “ink machine” is a cupcake machine. And that is honestly the best thing ever. X’’’’D Thank you, that made my day.

I’ve only gotten to play with this household a handful of times, but let me tell you about my playthrough last night. A LOT went down. So first, I learned you can have sims cuddle? And I really love that option???? Like oh my god, MJ and Dad spending quality time together is the sweetest thing, and this just melted my heart! Though speaking of MJ, she and Hyde got stuck on so many objects. The poor girl almost missed school and would not listen to me telling her to go there until I rearranged like all the furniture from Snowy’s room. I can’t explain why this happened, but it was so frustrating yet oddly funny. X’’D Also, there’s a rat in the basement, and Hyde could not fall asleep as a result of it skittering around, so he got really emotional. I’ve never dealt with rats in the Sims before, but every time I tried to set a trap, it told me he couldn’t move. Hyde’s settings have him only moving around by turning into a bat, and I thought that was the problem. So I called Gingie and Snowy down to take care of it, but neither of them could do it either. I eventually realized that I had to move Hyde’s sculpture bench to get at the hole, and all three of them set a trap as soon as I did, so that at least worked out. 

Next, we followed Snowy to work, just because I was curious and had never played through any of the law enforcement jobs before. He did a good job, but while I was there, this happened. No matter where your Sims live, you can run into other households you’ve made while out and about, and since this is my designated Bendy file, sometimes I see these guys. Goodness knows I’ve run into Henry a few times in places I didn’t expect him to be. So while that aspect isn’t surprising, I do have to ask: Bertrum, why the absolute heck are you at a police station in nothing but swim trunks?! Bertrum WHY?! X’’’D Sadly I could not get an interaction, since Snowy needed to rest on a bench for a hot minute, but maybe one day. For whatever reason, Bertrum does not keep his clothes on, which is very unlike how I imagine his canon self is.

A lot of other things happened once Snowy was home from work. The kids were home from school, Gin was out doing some gardening, and Hyde was exactly where I left him, listening to the radio and tapping his toes (he seems to do that a lot). Hyde spent a lot of time looking at fish and popping up out of nowhere. At one point he and Snowy were chatting, and he blew up in Hyde’s face, so Hyde got really sad and had an emotional breakdown in front of a guy I was trying to steal blood from. That was something. It actually glitched really bad, so I left the lot and came back, only to discover my victim had changed into sports-wear and THEN got bitten, so that happened. X’’D At some point MJ and Ivy were trying to go to sleep, but there was a monster under the bed, so they ran and woke up Gingie to come take care of it, but then he got inexplicably scared? I don’t know if it was from the monster, but I’d like to think it was. He just did not want to be in the hallway. XD But he consoled both of them, sprayed the monster, and everything was fine. Gingie was also the only one responsible enough to take care of Wanderer. The collision issues struck again, and the poor girl could not find her litterbox (it’s in the bathroom downstairs). So I had Gingie carry her to it, and then she was good for the rest of the night. MJ also had fun with the pretty kitty, they played a bit before everyone went back to sleep, which was nice. 

Last but not least, my file has indicated that it’s Love Day in world. And I think this is where I need to go play on a different household until the day ends. ^^’’’ I feel so bad for Hyde, this is his only desire for this day and I can’t fulfill it. I’m sorry buddy!

But yeah, that’s been our evening here in the Sims 4! I’ll be back with some more household shenanigans another time. After all, this wasn’t the only household I played with last night. Once again, thank you Star for sharing this lovely family and house up on the Sims 4 Gallery! I’m not usually one to play with a household unless I’ve made it, but there’s something fascinating about playing with these fellas and all their quirky antics. The girls are so precious too, even if they do keep trying to sleep in the rain (I gotta figure out a new bed situation for them). I’m just kind of letting them do their own thing for the most part, I’m just playing babysitter to make sure their needs are fulfilled (though I am totally making some cursed cupcakes later XD). Hope you all enjoyed the shenanigans! 

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@pipesflowforeverandever Gingie strikes me as the embroidered sweater type

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I drew Gingie! I couldn’t help but draw him in this style, I had a feeling he would look good!

Gingie belongs to @pipesflowforeverandever

[trashboatprince]

I was talking with @pipesflowforeverandever about Gingie and SINdy being friends (and Gingie has been upgraded to adopted grandpa!), and then an angst-based idea came to mind.

Here is it.

Contains mentions of death, rituals, and spoilers for SINdy’s backstory.

SINdy the Wandering Demon and Confessional the Sin Eater are my boys, Joey ‘Gingie’ Drew belongs to pipesflowforeverandever

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It was always the same nightmare, always the same horrors that SINdy could never completely remember when he wakes up, but he could always feel the phantom sensations of pain in his throat and arms. He had none of these things, but it always felt like it.

He woke up, sniffling, looking around the small office of Sammy Lawrence. He couldn’t see the musician in the room, he was probably in his sanctuary, or wandering the halls, having one of his ‘episodes’, as Sammy called them.

SINdy wiped at the ink that was dripping down his face more and more. He wanted comfort, he was scared, he... he didn’t like how dark and cramped the room was...

like the trunk of that car

He shook his head and stood up, facing a blank wall. It really hurt to do this, but he was too panicked to look for the correct ink portal. Pressing his fingers to the wall, he started to ‘tear’ at it, pulling apart an inky, bright hole, before it became big enough for him to slip through. He saw a familiar living room, one the little demon had visited many of times, and he threw himself in.

He slammed into the ground, silently gasping, feeling his second mouth open at the stress that was building up. SINdy heard a noise from another room, running to it. In the kitchen, he found a confused Joey Drew, startled at the unexpected visit. Usually the little cardboard devil gave a warning, but Joey didn’t mind his friend dropping by any time.

Before he could give SINdy a greeting, he saw the scared, panicked look on his face. “SINdy, are you alright? What’s the matter?”

SINdy pulled his sign from his hammerspace, the inky text appearing quickly. *I’m sorry! I-I had a really bad nightmare and I couldn’t find Dad and I didn’t want to be alone and I panicked and thought of your home and came here-!*

“Whoa, whoa, slow down,” Joey held up a hand and knelt down, “you had a nightmare and couldn’t find Sammy? Do you know where he went?”

SINdy shook his head.

“I see. Well, you can stay here until you feel better, nightmares are a terrible thing, can’t have them ruining the rest of your sleep.”

*I don’t wanna go back to sleep!* The sign read and SINdy shrunk back, the ink from his eyes leaking more than normal. *I don’t want to go back to the scary place again, I don’t...*

want to feel the thing against my neck again

Joey sighed, the poor boy was normally so lively, it was nearly unnatural to see him so upset when he was over. “Well, let’s go take a seat, yes? Then you can talk to me about this nightmare, that usually helps.”

SINdy looked unsure, but he took the hand that Joey offered, being led to the living room where Joey took a seat on a chair, the little toon climbing up to sit on his lap. “Now,” Joey started, “tell me what happened to have you so upset. Do you remember?”

*I can never remember everything* SINdy replied. *But I always wake up scared and in pain and really wanting my dad.* He sniffed and rubbed at his eye before hissing in pain, clutching at his chest.

This startled the redhead, asking what was wrong. He watched as SINdy moved his hand away, showing red on his gloves. His little heart was dripping, and it wasn’t ink. *He... he wants to talk to you* The sign read.

“Who wants to talk to me? SINdy?” Joey asked before watching in shock as SINdy suddenly plunged his hand right into his chest and yanked his own heart out. The red thing was moving, beating as SINdy practically melted on the man, leaving his speechless, if not frightened. This has never happened before!

But just as quickly as SINdy had turned into a puddle of black and yellow ink, it suddenly shifted, removing itself completely from Joey’s person to take shape before him. It flowed into the shape of a cape, closed around a thin, tall form, though it seemed to spread on the floor like a puddle of ink.

The hand that held the heart, still intact, floated upwards, becoming clawed, with a massive hole forming where the buttons on the back should be. Another hand formed out of thin hair.

A single, golden eye stared from the neck of the cape, before something seemed to float above it, where it came from Joey did not know. It was round, horned, and wearing a mask on it’s head, showing SINdy’s face. Two, glowing lights peeked from the ink that soaked the thing’s face, before a mouth of snarled fangs appeared, then moved.

“I wish to speak with you, Mr. Drew.” The creature spoke.

Joey was still, he knew who this was, SINdy had drawn a picture of this creature before. This was the demon that somehow lived inside of him, a demon within another demon’s soul. Confessional, the Sin Eater.

“A-About what?” Joey asked, finding his voice once more.

“My host’s dream, the one that has been plaguing his poor mind for so long now.” Reaching down, Confessional lifted up SINdy’s sign. “Allow me to tell you a little story, about a lost boy who became even more lost.”

The ink on the sign, which had turned into splatters when SINdy melted, shifted, becoming images. There was a drawing of a child, who appeared to be smiling, waving.

“Once upon a time, there was a little boy who wanted to be a musician.” The illustration shifted, showing the boy playing a piano. “He had a loving father who cared deeply about him.”

Another figure showed up on the drawing, a man with long hair in a ponytail.

“They were the only family they had and they made sure to look out for one another. Then one day, something happened.”

The father suddenly moved out of the image and the boy was alone, looking sad. He then seemed to walk away, before a strange thing, made of moving scribbles, appeared behind the boy and grabbed him.

“The little boy was lonely, his father had to go to work after hours and the boy wanted to go outside and play. But he shouldn’t have done that, because a monster found him.”

The ‘monster’ held the boy and pulled his arms into it’s body. The boy pulled away and his arms were covered in scribbles and he started crying.

“The monster hurt the child, that went against what it wanted, and people could hear the crying. So the monster decided to stop that.”

The ‘monster’ moved a hand over the boy’s neck and a line formed, before it burst into more scribbles. The ink then turned back into splatters.

“The father was upset, he was desperate, his child had been ‘harmed’,” Confessional snarled, “and he had a friend help him in ‘fixing’ the boy, as if nothing had ever happened.”

“Confessional...” Joey started, he didn’t like where this was going, but he was silenced by a raced finger to his face.

“I don’t get to tell this story often and I need to vent, I hate holding onto it.” The demon replied and Joey nodded, letting him continue. He told the man that the father and the friend had read a book that said it could fix everything, they just needed to make a deal.

And a deal they made, with a being from another place, who hadn’t wanted to make the deal at first. The being didn’t want to mess with children, until he met the child himself.

He saw the pain and fear on that poor thing’s soul, the confusion and hurt, the anguish. He decided to make the deal, to protect the child.

But as the deal was being made, with a special ceremony, another monster appeared.

The splotched on the sign turned into a realistic skull, nothing like the kiddy drawings from before, coated in wet ink, with horns growing from the top.

“The monster didn’t like what was happening, it wanted something from the father and friend, and this child and being were in the way.”

Confessional stopped, seeming to be upset, or choosing his words carefully.

“The child... was ‘fixed’, but not in a way anyone expected. And the being swore to protect him, even if the child feared him or never knew him, or never realized the truth of what happened with either monster.”

Joey was quiet as he mulled this over before sighing, closing his eyes. “I don’t like this story, but I... think I get what you mean by it. Does SINdy know this story?”

“I dare not tell him. He’d be so upset.”

“I don’t blame you. Well, the best we can do is help him, yes? Just... comfort him after that nightmare? Of whatever it was?” Joey had a feeling he knew what it was, but he felt that saying anything about it to SINdy would make this all worst that it already was.

“It’s for the best. I’ll let you take care of him for now. I need to think, and he need to sleep. He’s still restless in here.” He held up the heart that was still beating, but it wasn’t bleeding. Joey watched as Confessional slipped it into the void of his cloak, watching as it seemed to fade, but the more it faded, the clearer a figure under the cloak appeared.

SINdy was standing there, his head still dripping, but not as bad, he looked so tired as he walked back up to Joey, being helped back onto his lap. *I’m tired, Grandpa...* The sign on the floor read. *Can you tell me a story? Please?*

“Of course.” Joey smiled, holding the demon close, beginning to tell him a tale as SINdy listened, though he started to drift and drift before finally falling asleep.

Joey continued to talk, continued to tell the story, long after SINdy had already went to dream land. If it was for the boy’s comfort or his own, he didn’t know, he just needed a distraction from Confessional’s story.

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@pipesflowforeverandever was recently talking about Dr. Habit from Smile For Me had a lot of similarities to her Gingie, so I decided to draw some Hymns characters in the game’s style.

The game has such a fun style to emulate.

First is Susie, modeled off Lulia. She was the first one I did, so I just drew her in Lulia’s clothes.

Here’s Gingie, of course modeled off Habit. He’s definitely smaller than Habit, though.

Francine was my favorite one to do. She was really fun to draw. I gave her a flower on her hoodie since she’d be Flower Kid

And finally Sammy, modeled off Tiff. Mostly because they’re disgruntled musicians who can’t walk away from their boss because they feel bad for him.

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The Ink Demonth - Day 26 - Fave AU

And this time, I have no excuse to put off posting my fanart for someone I really appreciate!

Ginge and Hymns of Struggle by @pipesflowforeverandever are both amazing and I love everyone’s Dad/Grandpa and I came to the realization that I had never drawn him before sooo tada!