As it says in the title, these are oneshots of characters from Blogthegreatrouge's comic series
Bendy and Boris; the quest for the ink machine.
I own none of the artwork. I found them all between google and thebbros tumblr.
Some of them I di...
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When we grow apart it's destiny It's just how it was supposed to be But I know that I'm not strong enough to accept that so easily You and Mug had grown close over the years, but his deal with the devil drive you both apart. When he left, he didn't even bother trying to call you. You just figured that you were Just a phase in his life and you were meant to be forgotten. But despite telling yourself that, you still cared about him and missed him dearly.
Each and every single answer that comes my way Are sold at too high a price for me to pay They rob me of the courage to leave it all and move on Everyone asked, nagged, and pestered you about what you were gonna do when you found him. You didn't know and their every suggestion pissed you off as it sounded like they were telling you what to do with your life.
You wanted to let the past go. If you were meant to be, he would come back to you. Why couldn't they just let you move on?
The song that I once sang and gave to you Is now just a sad love song, overplayed a time or two Let the wind flow in and blow it away Back to that time, that summer day when I fell in love with you Now a year after his departure, you were lying there in your deathbed. You contracted the inkness and it had taken a great toll on you.
You remembered that first summer you spent with him. You were both in your early teens. Love was so new to both of you, yet you knew then that you loved him.
When we draw near each other, it's destiny too The way it's supposed to unfold through and through If I could convince myself it was meant to be, Maybe I wouldn't feel so alone You finally managed to get a call out to him. You were relieved to hear his cheerful voice.
"Hey (y/n)! How are you? I've been trying to reach you for some time, but it turns out that there's no service in the mountains" he said apologetically.
"Well, things aren't going very well for me right now Muggy" you said regrettably.
Each and every single answer that comes my way Have way too many hypocrisies to say They erase the path that I need to take to the other side "That awful to hear! What's going on?" You could hear his voice drop with concern.
" I'm sick Mugs. I have that illness that everyone's talking about. The doctor says that I'll be lucky to survive The next two or three months" you said with your voice cracking.
There was silence. Did you lose signal? Did he hang up?
The song that I once sang and gave to you Is now just a sad love song, overplayed a time or two Let the wind flow in and blow it away Back to the time, that summer day when I fell in love with you "Are you still in our home town clinic?" He asked, breaking the silence.
"Yes why?"
"I'll be home soon. Just hang in there, okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be here. I'll see you soon Muggy"
If the past and future both decide to disappear Do you think that then I'd be finally free If I could pick one emotion to do away with at last If I picked my love for you, would I be able to back You held on as long as you could. Mug came back just in time to witness your final moments. You laid there fragile and weak. He held your pale cold hand as you just talked with him.
If I could one day hear every song that you heard Breathe everything you breathed, feel everything you felt If I could be your eyes and see the world like you did Then maybe I could love you the way I've always wanted to "Muggy" you muttered.
"Yeah (y/n)"
"I....I love......you" you uttered with your last breath.
Mug sat there and cried. He lost you without telling you how much he loves you back.
