I WILL ALWAYS BE IN THE BENDY FANDOM. YOU CAN'T GET RID OF ME.

(Welcome to the community! Happy to have you here! :] )

"Someone else is joining us? Huh, go figure. Let's see what their business is."

Hello there

I'm Stella Henderson

A new hire in Joey Drew Studios

I work in the art department, I do work on like backgrounds and marketing and stuff for the bendy cartoons

My only friend here so far is Wally, yaknow, the cool janitor guy :3

I like to bother some of the others when I'm bored, especially around the music department, I find it funny

I also like to draw my coworkers during break time

Some of my drawings that I've done already:

Uhh that's all for now, I guess... Have a great day...

I should probably get back to work...

Mod notes:

Hello, @justuravghazbin here :3

In her asks I will ask as JustUrAvgHazbin (cause that's my very first blog and I can't ask as anyone else T-T) so when I speak as Stella I'll use quotations, this is just for asks

I will add onto her lore later :3

Hudson gave him an abashed look, "Well, it's not like I'm some sort of wordsmith or anything. But I guess, if you want..."

"Glad to hear that you got the oceanography merit badge though. I could never. I hardly deserve that badge."

"In fact, I suck at geography and navigation."

He finally entered the clearing, checking Ray was beside him before he marched ahead. The scout master Tucker was already separating scouts into groups, acting like a Shepard.

Hudson waved Ray over as he walked over to the master. The man seemed to be in his early 20's and seemed...fine. Not that interesting really.

"Ah, hello there. You must be the new scout! Care to introduce yourself?"

Tucker glanced at Hudson, narrowing his eyes. "Hendricks. No tricks, no kicks, no glass."

Catherine watched her boy go bound off towards the forest, already passing a gathering of boys, the group exchanging excited words about the upcoming hike.

She greeted a fellow Mother, her smile just twitching when the madame pronounced her name wrong.

She had given up on correcting people long ago, already feeling fatigue from having to watch all those people tumble and slip up with it.

She then noticed a burly man dragging a little boy down to the camp grounds. She didn't recall meeting the man before nor the little boy before, so she was already brushing off her dress and walking towards them with a smile.

"Bonjour monsieur! It's quite lovely to see new faces around here. Is your boy joining this group as well? It's such a wonderful thing to see kids interested in participating in this!"

The man looked up as he was approached, offering a small smile as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Well hello there, ma’am. Yeah, my son’s gonna give it a go. I’m on a little, uh, work trip, so I figured I wouldn’t bore him with my business.” He ruffled his son’s hair as he said that last bit. His accent sharply contrasted hers, one that could be identified as Southern from the U.S.

He turned to his son and moved his hand to his shoulder as he added, “Ray, why don’t you go on and run ahead. Make sure you talk to the other boys, y’hear? No point avoidin’ it if you wanna have fun.”

The kid—Ray—nodded and gave him a hug before walking off to join the other boys. His father watched him go for a moment before turning back to Catherine.

“Ah, sorry ‘bout that, ma’am. ‘Got all wrapped up… ‘name’s Daniel,” he said, offering her a hand. “My son’s name is Raymond. We’re from Virginia, just stayin’ for the summer.”

AHHHH NO PLEASE DON'T CRY D: NOOOOOO

Bendy Inktober Day Four: Behind the Scenes

I can’t draw characters crying

A gift.

Hello 👋

I hope you are well 🤗

I'm writing to you in hopes that you will help me by donating, sharing, or reblogging the gofundme link. I need those donations to save my family from the war that destroyed my home and work and the death of some of my family members 😢😥

I am also seven months pregnant and need proper health care and medication 🚨

Every donation, share, or reblog contributes to saving our lives from this war 😢🙏

Thank you for your trust and support 🌹

Everyone reblog this please!

And since I know I promised you guys a Jack:

Please like this or reblog! (Who knows maybe I'll make more comics :O)

I worked really hard on it ^ ^u

Stella Henderson! (gift for @art-by-stella)

She was fun to draw!

I feel like if she had gotten hired earlier, she and Hudson would've gotten along (sane Hudson). Back then, Hudson was eager to see people's drawings and scripts and would encourage it!

But now, he's just snappy and doubtful... (He never actually meant to scare or be mean to Stella, it just kind of happened :/)

“Heya! Sorry to bother, just wanted to stop by to uh… Check in. Hope you’re doin’ okay.” He set down a cup of coffee on Hudson’s desk, leaning back with his own cup.

~ @w-graves-nook

Hudson lifted his head from his desk, his eyes red and tired. He glanced at Ray, his lips pressed in a thin line.

He took the coffee and sipped it.

"Thanks...." he mumbled.

Hudson hopes you have a good day tomorrow!

He will keep your space well-lit, just for you! <3

Where's my face?

Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't been posting my own stuff in some time and big apologies for those I'm rping with currently as I try to rb and rp, but I've been pretty busy.

Lately, I haven't been feeling great (mentally). I'll try to keep posting and don't worry I'll recover. Yeah, just not feeling great. I'm really sorry, please understand.

Also, remember how Hudson is my Sona for BATIM? The art that I draw for him usually expresses what I've been currently feeling. Just a fact I guess.

Happy Thanksgiving and if you don't celebrate that, happy Monday!