#Joey indigo drew

[insane-control-room]

a couple joeys as practice

@halfusek @inkylegacy @fullmoondagger

#indigo #absinthe #magenta #rebelle #learning #practice #gift art #control draws #control art #batim #bendy and the ink machine #joeyverse #joey drew

[owlclawstudios]

I just realized last year. pineappleoracle has a joey named indigo when i have a henry named indigo XD

#pineappleoracle #Henry indigo stein #Joey indigo drew #bendy and the ink machine #coincidence… yes! #Joey drew #henry stein

[sad-lonely-and-bad-at-math]

oh boy i made this months ago for art fight and forgot to post it, a little ref sheet for the Joey Drew of this au, Indigo!

a few more little fun facts:

- very gay - 6′7 / 2m tall - speaks not only english but also spanish, german, some latin and a bit of yiddish  - tries his best to run his studio well - would do just about anything for his studio and family - blue isnt even his favorite color it’s just taken over his life (he loves yellow and red) - Wally’s dad, legally adopted him recently

#Bendy and the Ink Machine #batim #joey drew #joey indigo drew #sad lonely and bad at math #slabam au #by pineappleoracle

[wolfheart7snow]

Surprise @inkylegacy! Tis I, your Secret Satan!

I had a whole bunch of fun drawing Indigo and learning more about him to create this. It was noted he had a personality of many contrasts and instantly I got this idea. I’m a huge sucker for playing with the shadows, and what better than the old comedy and tragedy thing to show contrasts such as illustrated in that post.

#wolfys art #secret satan 2019 #joey indigo drew #if you want you could consider this an invitation for Indigo to come and visit Algernon #I really hope you like this! this took me hours #I did my best to keep every detail to the reference and I was in Heart Heck for hours #i say it was worth it

[inkylegacy]

this is what having a “bad ending” and “good ending” version of Joey Drew is like

#Bendy and the Ink Machine #batim #joey drew #indigo drew #clearly being evil leads to early balding and turning sepia

[halfusek]

a little gift for @pineappleoracle / @inkylegacy B)

come collect your himbo weasel

#bendy and the ink machine #joey drew #indigo #halfart #pals

[ripleycano]

a batch of joey doodles 😌 magenta - @halfusek duncle - @randomwriteronline absinthe - @ask-the-hellion-studio / @fullmoondaggers-art indigo - @inkylegacy / @pineappleoracle

#batim #bendy and the ink machine #joey drew #magenta #duncle #absinthe #indigo #fanart #digital art #hey there art department

[sky-lia]

Another secret santa for @inkylegacy, a Steampunk Indigo ! 💙💙💙

#batim #bendy and the ink machine #joey drew #batim joey drew #indigo #inkylegacy #pine #pineapple #steampunk #MyArt

[fishymom-art]

some Joeys from Discord! @halfusek @obscurelog @captainleemon @audzart idk all the others, sorry

#joey drew #bendy and the ink machine #joy #magenta #indigo #tinte #muffin #datura #umbrella #noir

[mad-hatter-ison]

Happy Valentines to the 2 joeys

Blue Jay belongs to me, Mas-Hatter-ison

Lavender belongs to @sassinapaperbag

#bendy and the ink machine #joey drew #bendy au #resurrected from the blotter #mad-hatter-ison #batim #len #lavender #blue jay #indigo #toon #toon love #smoooooooch

[insane-control-room]

Open/Closed

Jack's cafe and bookstore closes right when Grant's floral and tea shop opens. They hardly interact with one another, until Joey shows up in town and essentially moves in to their respective businesses.

warnings: none

for @pineappleoracle <3

ao3 link

Everyone knew the best times to go down Mabal St was either at around six in the morning, or six in the evening. The answer for why that would be was simple, it was the time that the Bowler Hat Cafe and Perfect Asymmetry Bouquets swapped hours. Well, not exactly, there was about half an hour overlap right between, but it was the best time to go, regardless. While Mr. Fain ran the best night time cafe in a thousand mile radius, complete with a bookshop and miniature library; Mr. Cohen’s flowers were unbeatable and always fresh, and the communal garden was a wonderful perk, as his business partner Wally would happily tell anyone who was around to listen as he delivered custom blended  teas for Grant to sell. 

Grant and Jack, despite both being beloved and famed for their lovely spaces, had hardly held any conversations, except for a hello and goodbye as they walked in and out of their stores. There were many times that their patrons would go straight from one store to the other as the hour passed, but the pair of them never seemed to frequent the other’s business. No one was able to understand why that was, considering that the pair seemed genial enough to one another and were generally kind and nice people. Many people worried that they were being taken advantage of by the various folks who would simply mill about the stores without making purchases, but both men would always assure them that their doors were open to all. Grant offered finance help on the side, while Jack gave small music lessons so people could busk. 

While many of the vagrants would come and go, there was one whom Jack and Grant both individually began to consider as a fixture to their respective businesses. Joey, a man who showed up in town one day with nothing but a suitcase filled with various oddities- namely things that could sell for quite a bit of cash. At first, Grant had suspected that he had been a thief, but then as he saw him integrate into their neighborhood, he decided that first impressions could be very wrong. Jack worried that the man was in need of assistance, but that too proved to be unfounded. Joey worked odd jobs at all sorts of hours, and in between those times, he spent his freedom on transienting between the two stores, depending on the hour. 

Hellos and goodbyes turned into minute long conversations discussing where Joey was, what he was doing, and there was an unspoken consensus between them that they were Joey’s keepers for as long as he needed them to be. 

In the meantime, Joey was secretly plotting on how to get his two new friends to also be friends, closer than the short sentences they exchanged about him, which were gradually turning into actual discussions on all sorts of topics. 

He had an idea. Both of the establishments had given him small work for them depending on the needs of the day. Grant would have him help with large arrangements while Jack would ask for help during the rush hours of the evening and early morning. So setting up tables and arranging bouquets were usual tasks for him, but rarely did those two tasks intertwine. 

One evening, Joey came in with a lovely bunch of flowers to set in the center of each table of the cafe. Jack watched with some bewilderment, coming up to the man and tapping his shoulder to get his attention. Joey turned around with a brilliant smile, still holding two bunches of the table flowers. 

“Hey, Jack!” he chirped, giving the man a broad smile. “I asked Grant if he could lend a few arrangements for the tables and seats, I thought it would be a nice spot of color. Not too flashy?”

“Er, no,” Jack answered, forgetting what he was going to say. Well, Joey seemed to be enthusiastic about setting it all up, so there was no harm being done. He would have to go give Grant some gratitude for the gift. “Thanks, Joey.” 

“No problem,” Joey beamed, though his smile may have been just a bit too self satisfied. “I think they’re just as pretty as he is, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” Jack replied without thinking. Joey’s grin turned a little wider, but he quickly turned away before Jack could realize his words. “Could you make sure the mugs are all dry?” 

“You got it,” he said, and jaunted over. Jack kept pausing in his work and looking at the flowers with a thoughtful expression. Joey tried not to be too obvious with his watching gaze. “Yep, all dry here.”

“Thank you,” Jack remarked, quite absentmindedly. “You should get some rest. That night shift you pulled over at Norman’s was mighty helpful for the man, but you look pretty tired now. Did you get any shut eye during the day?”

“Not really,” joey admitted, but he did not include the fact that he had not gotten any rest due to the fact he was making all of the table placements with Grant. “I’ll take a nap in the back.”

“See you,” Jack waved him off. “Rest well.”

Joey could not help but grin as Jack cupped a flower to take in a deep inhale when he thought he was not looking.

***

Grant was still a little groggy when he unlocked the door to the flower shop. Jack passed him with a yawned good morning, mumbling that the man should have a good day and Joey was on his way. However, even that forewarning could not have prepared Grant for Joey staggering in with a massive spouted urn, smelling strongly of coffee. As he put it up by the entrance stand, Grant was able to read the  neat little sign on it (obviously designed by Joey, it was very clear to tell) read ‘Jack’s House Blend’. 

“Um, Joey, what’s that?” Grant asked him, though he found himself reaching under the counter for their biodegradable cups. Joey looked at him with confusion and pointed at the sign. “Oh, I can read that, but… why?” 

“It's a thank you for the flower arrangements,” Joey replied enthusiastically. “I’ve also got a little basket with creamer, milk, and sugar. You look like you could use a cup yourself!”

“Maybe,” Grant conceded, taking a deep breath and smiling at the aroma. “It would be great for customers who need to clear their sense of smell for picking out flowers. Did Jack like the flowers?”

“He loved them,” Joey proudly informed him. He was glad to see Grant’s smile grow a little more relaxed at the affirmation. “So did all the customers.” 

“I’m glad to hear that,” Grant said, his cheeks a little pink. “I’m gonna check on the garden. After getting a cup. That does smell really good.” 

If Joey peeked at Grant to see him leaning over the counter and smiling as he stirred his fresh cup of coffee, that was no one’s business but his own. 

***

Joey was watering the plants when the front bell rang. Being that it was nearing the final half hour of business and therefore one of their busiest times, he was not surprised at all to hear it.

But he was not expecting to hear Jack’s well trained and pleasant voice greeting Grant. The flower keeper sounded just as perplexed, though there was an interesting little pitch in his tone that indicated that he was quite happy to see him. Jack said something Joey could not catch, and the tall man ducked behind the stand as the two of them walked past to the garden. 

Joey stealthily made his way to a point just out of reach that he could stay out of sight and listen in to hear if they were going to discuss the flowers and coffee. When he heard them exchanging polite thank yous, he grinned to himself, though it froze on his face at Jack’s next words. 

“I wanted to ask, though,” he said, sounding on the serious side. Joey pressed himself against the beam to listen closer. Grant’s voice, somewhat hesitant and unsure, replied, “Yes…?”

“I wanted to know if you’d like to go on a date sometime,” Jack wondered aloud, the words coming out in a bit of a rush. Joey mentally high fived himself- a better outcome than expected! “I know you’re just as busy as I am, but I’ve always admired you and your dedication to the community and the garden, and your flower arrangements really brightened up the cafe.” 

“Oh, it was Joey’s idea,” Grant hastily responded, and Joey could imagine his fluster. “But I’d love to go out with you! I mean, when we both have time.” 

“Is that, so, it was Joey?” Jack laughed. Joey felt himself smile at the sound. “Well, I’ll be, the coffee urn was his idea too- hey, Joey, you’re not listening in right now, are you?”

“No,” Joey squeaked, not realizing at first that he gave himself away, and peered out from the doorway he was hiding behind. “Well- maybe a little bit!”

“Oh, Joey,” Grant sighed and shook his head, but he was smiling. “Come on over here. I think you warrant joining the conversation thanks to all your help.”

“Well it’s about time,” Joey defended himself. “You two have been circling around each other even before I came around!” 

“We never quite had the time,” Grant remarked, smiling a bit to himself. “But I’m sure we can make some for each other.”

“I can man the stores!” Joey offered helpfully, but  Grant and Jack laughed, sharing a look. “What’s that look for?”

“You see, I don’t quite think that would work out too well,” Grant told him. “And there’s another reason, too, if Jack agrees?”

“Hm? Oh!” Jack snapped his fingers as he recognized what Grant was talking about. “Right, right. Yeah, I think that would be a great idea.”

“Wait, what?” Joey asked, finding himself rather lost. “What idea?”

“Would you care to join us?” Grant asked, and Jack finished, “On the date, that is.” 

“Yes!” Joey found himself replying on instinct once more. “I mean, uh, I’d love to.”

Grant and Jack both smiled broadly, and Joey felt himself smile too. 

The old style of the store owners closed, and something new, something different, opened, a little silver bell ringing between them all. 

And Joey was excited to see where it would all go from there. 

#joey drew #jack fain #grant cohen #flower shop au #coffee shop au #indigo #gift fic #gift art #batim #control art #control draws #bendy and the ink machine #control writes #jack fain/joey drew/grant cohen #au of an au #ink demonth

[randomwriteronline]

Cranky Old Man tries to insult Depressed Rat to make him stop being sad, accidentally catches case of Friendship

so @pineappleoracle and i did a roleplay and now Inky and Duncle are best friends for all eternity

#bendy and the ink machine #joey drew #random draws #between indigo and inky duncle would choose inky #inky acts like he despises him #he adores him

[owlclawstudios]

Ink demonth day 27 : fight

Trigger warnings : abuse, argument, fluff

Characters : henry stein charlotte walters joey drew

Charlotte just found out she was pregnant. Henry Was ecstatic to hear the news. Joey eavesdropped on them. The next day Charlotte was walking in the hall when Joey stopped her.

“ So I see you're expecting a child” Joey said, disgust filled his voice. “ Who is the father?…``Joey

said, grabbing Charlotte by her wrist, Henry saw this and began watching them.

“ Who is the father?…” joey questioned, gripping her wrist tightly.

Henry got so fed up by Joey’s abusive tendencies towards Charlotte that he snapped.

“ I got her pregnant!, your former best friend got her pregnant!. It’s our child you bastard!” Henry shouted at joey. Joey was appalled and shocked that Henry stood up for her, but he wasn’t sure that Henry was serious or not. But when he realized he was serious. Joey went crazy. He turned to Charlotte.

“ you idioctic reckless little slut!, do you realize how disgusting you are?! First marrying Henry and now you got pregnant with someone outside your race. you should be ashamed of yourself, you and Henry's child will be an abomination” Joey said in both anger and disgust. Joey slapped her hard across the face. Henry stormed up to Joey , and stood in front of Charlotte.

“ How dare you treat my wife like this! The only person who should feel ashamed right now  is you joey!” Henry shouted in anger. Joey glared at Henry.

“I'm ashamed of You both!, You.both  should feel ashamed of yourself too, both of you should feel ashamed.” Joey argued.

“ you’re acting and what you are saying is absolutely disgusting

Henry’s expression became stern

“ That's it joey. I quit. Come with me Charlotte. We dealt with this long enough.” Henry said, taking Charlotte’s hand. Joey looked at them in anger and disgust.

“ fine, go on and quit. I don’t ever want to see you both again…” joey

“ good, we’re leaving and i don’t want to see you again.” Henry responded

“ i’ll be glad to not see you again.” Charlotte added as they left holding hands,

Henry looked at Charlotte, sighing and smiling lovingly at her.

“ thank you so much Henry, i didn’t know what i’ll ever do if you weren't there on time” Charlotte said smiling lovingly

“ Of course dearie, no one ever gets to treat you like that, I'm so sorry you had to go through that, If Joey comes back with his sorry ass to hurt you again, i’ll protect you.” Henry said wrapping his arm around charlotte and kissed her on the cheek, Charlotte giggled and smiled lovingly

“ I love you so much, angelface.” Henry said lovingly as he blushed.

“ i love you too Chéri,” Charlotte responded in the same loving tone

A few months later

Charlotte was lying in a hospital bed wearing a hospital gown with a newborn baby boy in her arms,Henry smiled tears of joy running down his cheeks.

“ he’s perfect, and he has your beautiful eyes,” Henry said happily, staring at his wife and newborn son with love. Charlotte smiled lovingly at Henry, kissing her son on the head,

“ what should his name be?” Charlotte asked.

“ since he has your eyes and i was thinking about it for awhile now,how about. Charles, our precious son” Henry said, wiping his tears of joy

“ Oh Henry, that's a  perfect name for our perfect lil boy” Charlotte responded lovingly as the french american woman handed the infant to her salvadoran american husband. Henry took Charles and held him in his arms and smiled at him.

“ you are just so precious Charles, you might not know who each of us are but I'm your father, Henry and this is your mother, Charlotte.” Henry as he kissed charlotte on the forehead

The end

#Joey drew #Henry stein #Charles stein #Charlotte walters #bendy and the ink machine #the ink demonth #tw abuse #tw arguing #Henry indigo stein #batim au

[sad-lonely-and-bad-at-math]

extremely fluffy Joey/Grant under the readmore uwu

Grant sat down on the edge of the bed, curiously looking up at Joey. Hands folded in his lap, leaning back a little to see his tall lover's face, wide eyes trying to figure out what he was planning. Oh, he knew that look in those beautiful black eyes. A blush dusted his cheeks. "What are you thinking about, darling?" he softly asked. Joey didn't answer right away, instead slowly bending down, then deciding to sit on the bed too to bridge the gap of their height difference. "Oh, you know..." he leaned closer, putting his hands on the matress to both sides of the smaller man's hips. "Do I now?"  "Mmhm..." He watched him lean closer and closer, dark eyes half lidden, never looking away from his face. Shivering slightly at the feeling of his breath on the skin of his neck, he wrapped his arms around his tall boyfriend's back with a soft laugh, warning him with a grin "If you tickle me with your moustache now I'll make like Wally and be outta here." A huffed chuckle, his answer was mumbled into the crook of his neck "I'll keep that in mind~" "Joey, I'm serio-ous—" Grant's breath hitched, feeling Joey's lips on his skin, trailing little kisses. "Joey..." he turned more towards his tall boyfriend, pressing closer to him, feeling hands slide up his sides and back to hold him gently. Their closeness, almost no gap left between their bodies, combined with the continued little neck kisses were already making it slightly hard for him to talk, or even think, his brain turning into mush from all the affection. "Your back.. dear, your back..." he worried, trying sound concerned about the way Joey was hunching over to nuzzle and hug him (but half of it coming out more as breathy sighs as he melted into his hold). Had somebody told him less than a year ago that Joey Drew loved nothing more than cuddles, soft touches and little kisses, he would've laughed. Had they told him on top of that that he of all people would love indulging Joey, not just tolerate and endure it but look forward to it each time he saw the telling signs of his tall, wonderful boyfriend being in the mood for some tender love, he'd ask them what they'd been smoking. Grant Cohen, in love with Joey Drew, with how soft and gentle the tall man could be behind closed doors? It's more likely than one would have thought. "Well, if you're that concerned..." Joey's teasing tone of voice made him snap back to attention. Grant had no idea what he was planning but "Don't you dare- ACK" They fell backwards, the tall man tackling the small one onto the bed. Glaring up at his ridiculous lover, he tried in vain to stay mad at the big, giddy grin that greeted him. With a sigh, he let himself smile too. "You're ridiculous, you huge dork." "But I'm your dork~" Joey leaned closer, their noses brushing together. "You are..." his answer was mumbled against soft lips. Grant got one last look at half lidden black eyes, so full of love they were basically hearts, before his own fluttered shut and he let himself get lost in the sensation of soft caresses and even softer kisses again.

#Bendy and the Ink Machine #death and taxes #joey drew #grant cohen #Joey drew/grant cohen #joey indigo drew #slabam #batim #*yeets this in here* #i was in a fluff without plot mood have some sweet boys

[jekyll-doodles]

Joeys’ Nicknames (GreenGhostlyJekyll on DeviantArt) Do not remove source/edit/ trace/repost!

The Bois Featured: 

Absinthe @ask-the-hellion-studio  || Andy @boopasnoops || Atlas @ab-arts || Bakelite @magiefish || Bastard @disneyphantomlover​ || Black Kyanite @eventidedaydreamer || Bowin @nightmarenitwit​ || Chunky @zingio​ || Dream @waruihoshi​ || Duncle @randomwriteronline​ || Freckle @queenofcats17​ || Gingie @pipesflowforeverandever​ || Indigo @inkylegacy​ || Johann @insane-control-room​ || Jojo @cup-0-art​  || Joy @0bscureteeth​  || Lavender @sassinapaperbag​ || Magenta @halfusek​ || Raven @joey-raven-drew​ || Rhododendron @lovelykitten2017​ || Silver @wallyfranksismyspiritanimal​ || Smiley @girl-with-pencil-and-paper​ || Spear @i-dont-sing-with-psychos​

here’s the grid itself :D  Note: this is not a meme for you to add your joey to.

#batim #joey drew #joeyverse #Bendy and the Ink Machine #jekylldoodles #greenghostlyjekyll #fandom #fanart #my version of... #easter egg

[inkylegacy]

a redesign of the mer-au Joey i made in... 2019 (wow its been a while!), now with actually accurate flamboyant squid anatomy!

because inkyvendingmachine’s mer-au drawings got me inspired to draw stuff for this old au again

#Bendy and the Ink Machine #batim #joey drew #indigo drew #mer-au #everything lined up perfectly between me /writing/ some stuff with friends for the au again and seeing that really cool art on tumblr #(not @-ing properly bc i dont wanna spam them with random stuff but still credit where credit is due for the strong inspiration)