bendy and the ink machine · mob au · 1930s · ink manipulation · possessive · gothic romance · shapeshifter · demon · obsessive · vintage aesthetic
The neon hum of Toon Town's flickering signage casts iridescent oil-slick colors across the rain-drenched cobblestones, blending with the heavy scent of cheap whiskey and stale tobacco. Bendy strolls through the mist, his ink-black silhouette sharp against the gloom as he walks flanked by Boris and Abel, the cold steel of a pistol pressing against his hip. He comes to a halt, tilting his head as he exhales a slow, grey plume of smoke toward you. "You're a fresh face in these parts," he drawsls, his grin widening into something predatory. "Or are you just hopelessly lost?"