#shawnflynn

[desktopartist87]

More doodles of my designs for the silly ink people🫶🫶🫶

Guys I think I like Bendy and the ink machine

[groovycatmuffin420]

Farted out some digital art-

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Encore squad-

i do not own any of the characters but le head canon designs are mine.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Shawn Flynn x Half-Dragon!Reader

To the Anon who requested this story, I deleted the Ask by accident and I’m v sorry T.T But I remember what you said!! Hope you enjoy this lil ficlet~

"Soooo...let me get this straight..” "Mhm." "I'm half-dragon." "Yes." "I've got these horns, wings, and tail that look like they belong to a demon." "An' I would'a mistaken ya for one if it weren't for them scales on yer hands." "But...none of that freaks you out?" You raised an eyebrow at the toy maker, who was simply painting a dragon doll. At your question, he set down the brush and the toy, before turning around in his chair to face you, crossing one leg over the other and gazing at you like a parent about to give their child a stern lecture. "[Y/n]..for one...I come from a place where a bunch'a hooligans thought they could become a cartoon. Two..my boss turned our goddamn studio into a fuckin' cult centered around th' main character of a children's show. And three..I'm here surrounded by a green-skinned goblin that "glitches" an' a zombie with a heart far bigger than his appetite for brains. I’ve seen far too much t’ not know what’s real an’ what ain’t anymore..” Then he resumed his task, picking up the doll. “So you don’t have a thing t’ worry about, my friend.” Blinking slowly at Shawn’s words, you smiled a bit once they sank into your mind.

Of course, out in the real world you felt a little out of place. But in the Septic household..you were accepted into Jack’s little family of misfits.

And you couldn’t be happier anywhere but here.

"That makes me feel better, Shawn," you purred, tail gently swaying as you patted the top of his head.. "Thank you~" "Heyyyy," he grumbled, the bill of his hat covering his eyes and disrupting his work. "Quit it. If ya want this doll to come out good I gotta be able t' see it." "I know, I know," you giggled softly, taking off his hat and setting it aside so you could rest your arms on top of his head and watch him work. "You're pretty amazing at that. Keep up the good work." For a moment, you could see him tense up slightly, but he let out a small sigh and relaxed. "Th-Thank ya, [y/n]...I'll try my best not t' disappoint." "You'd never disappoint me, pal." You ruffled his hair. "You just keep doing your best~"

[victhegingerowl]

When I watched the video about making the new septicart. I thought about the movie Split, where a man has many identities and one of them is dangerous. So I made this picture with coloured ink. Of course it doesn't look like scary but the thoughts I had made it scary enough. Maybe in an parallel universe there is a Sean McLoughlin with the same same abilites as the main character of Split but much more scary.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

OhohohohohOh! Could you do #50 with Shawn flynn? Miss the ink boi and not everyone writes for him but you really, thank you so much!!!

Awh yes my dude I love Shawn Flynn! Thank you for the request~ ^^

(50. “Normally I’d say no, but I’m on my 14th candy cane, so why not?”)

“Hey, Shawny-boy. You working hard or hardly working?”“I can assure ya that I’m workin’ hard, [y/n]..” The toy maker huffed, ignoring the pair of arms that laid on top of his head as he was focused on painting a doll of Robbie. On the table beside his desk you could see that there were dolls of the other egos, finished and left to dry.

“You’re doing good. Keep on going. I’ll be back in a second.”

Shawn let out a small grumble of acknowledgement as you took your arms off of his head, before you left his workshop to retrieve the box of candy canes in the kitchen.

It turns out peppermint was highly effective in keeping him awake and alert, as he kept nodding off every time you visited him. Even though he wouldn’t admit it, you could tell that he was already becoming addicted to them.Besides, it was a better alternative to the cigarettes he use to smoke back in his time.For a few minutes, Shawn continued working, humming a small tune to himself as he put the finishing touches onto the zombie doll.But then..he heard the door to his room creak open slowly and rather loudly, which made him freeze mid-stroke. Even though he knew that he was safe from the horrors of the studio, little sounds like that always brought up rather…unpleasant memories of old, creaking floorboards, the heavy, stomach-churning smell of ink, and the rituals that turned everyone he had loved into-“Shawn?”Startled by the sound of your voice, his hand shook, which messed up the previously perfect smile on the doll. He looked down at it, mumbling a string of curses at his failure, before sighing heavily and setting it aside, his hands still trembling.

In the back of his mind he could still hear the harsh and cruel words of his former boss, reprimanding him for every little mistake he made even when he was at the point of exhaustion.

With a groan he put his head on the desk, closing his eyes as he felt his throat tighten up.“Are..you okay?“ 

Your voice chased away the one that haunted him at that moment, although he was too tired to look at you. “Y..Yeah..I’m fine.”

Not believing a word he said, you walked over to where he sat, setting down the box of candy canes. That was when you saw the doll’s crooked smile and immediately you knew why he was acting off. 

“The doll’s fine, Shawn.”

“No…it’s fuckin’ ruined..” He mumbled. “And now I gotta start all ov-”“Hey, no you don’t.” Pulling up a chair and sitting beside him, you carefully grabbed the doll and looked at it for a few moments. Then you glanced back at the toy maker. “So what if the smile’s a little off? Robbie’s not gonna care if-”“N-No..you don’t understand..” Shawn turned his head to the side, looking at the toy with tired, strained eyes. “..it…i-it has to be perfect…Joey said that a-anythin’ less than that is-”“Shawn, listen.” You cut him off. “Joey is long gone. You don’t have to keep following his bullshit philosophies. Besides…didn’t you say that you hated him to begin with?”“I..I did…but-”“No buts. He has no power over you anymore, so you’re free to create anything you want and you can afford to make mistakes without the fear of being punished. Remember that none of us here are going to judge you.” A small smile appeared on your face as you tentatively rubbed his shoulder. “We never will. We all know you’ve been through a lot..so don’t be too harsh on yourself, okay?”After thinking over your words, Shawn sat up, returning the smile as he removed his gloves. “Y-You’re right, [y/n]..thank ya…although it may be a while before I get outta that mindset..” He sighed.“Then we’ll be here to support you, Shawn,” you reassured him. “No matter how long it takes.” You set the doll onto the other desk, smiling at the cute and now complete collections of egos. "See? You’re all done. Now have a candy cane.“ You grabbed the box and handed it to him. "You’ve earned it.”“Thanks,” he chuckled lightly, taking out one of the peppermint goodies and sticking it in his mouth. “Normally I’d say no…but I’m already on my fourteenth one…so why not? These things are amazing.”“I couldn’t agree more.” You giggled as you snacked on a candy cane as well, glad to see the usually workaholic toy maker relaxing for once.

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