What To Do If You Suddenly Find Yourself Homeless

THIS LOOKS AMAZING! THANKS, STELLA!!!

-Walks up to Norman- "..."

-Hugs him-

-Hudson trying to get over his fear :3-

“Aw, thanks kid. There’s no reason to be afraid y’know, I may look intimidating but I won’t hurt ya.

(sorry about late response + dry one I’m real busy-)

Hudson when the studio was going to shit.

Hudson's health was affected by poor lack of sleep, accidentally consuming ink, lack of eating and isolation. (Rings under eyes)

He started picking fights as he now had a short-fuse with himself and others (lack of sleep and food). (Bruised left eye.)

He started hearing things and seeing things which fed his paranoia and short fuse. Isolation didn't help. (Tense stance and face)

(This was made during an rp I was doing with @creationandcalamityau , Hudson drank a lot of ink.)

Hudson raised his shaking hand as he somehow ended up on the floor. His knees weak and his brown eyes looking traumatised.

"I'm here," he rasped, his voice cracking a little. "Just give me a minute."

With that said, he fell back and laid on the ground, staring up at the ceiling. His whole body feeling ill and shaken, not even worried about Stella and the prank anymore.

@ask-thelyricist

*you and Sammy were in Sammy's office arguing or some shit idfk*

Stella walked into the room and flicked off the light, drawing y'all's attention. she lingered in the doorway, gripping a knife tightly and partially covered in a substance that looked suspiciously like blood...

"Sammy..." she muttered. she acknowledged Hudson with a nod in his direction before throwing her head back and cackling like a maniac. :]

- @art-by-stella

Hudson stared at in suspicion, already turning away from Sammy, whom he was already so done with.

He raised a brow, his gaze unwavering as he folded his arms against his chest. The dark rings under his eyes and his pale skin proved he wasn't in good health. Though he stubbornly refused to admit it.

"Can I help you or are you just going to giggle like a creepy doll all day?" He asked, his tone unconcerned and tired.

(Stella wtf??)

He's just as confused as you, Todd.

First panel: Jesus, why would anyone want to date such an ugly and short guy like you?

Second panel (Hudson answers): Ask my five exes and very dead fiancee that.

[The apartment was rather tidied, which seemed surprising. A few pictures were hung up on the hallway, as well as a bulletin board. Mostly just notes, pictures and a couple of bills. The only thing out of place was a broken picture frame on the living room floor.]

[Hudson threw his briefcase at the door, still nestled in Ray's arms. He blinked once more, blanking. His eyes scanned the apartment, before burying his face once more.]

"Past the living room and down the hall. It's the door on the right," he muttered, squeezing his eyes shut.

[It's calm and still in the story boarding Department. Well, minus the low groaning of the pipes and creaks of the old floorboards. The peace was cut short when the sound of a metal cart slamming into the wall shattered the moment. ]

"Son of a....." A voice slurred in a low grumble.

[Hudson carelessly tugged the cart back to him, almost clinging onto it for balance as his movements proved sluggish and wobbly. He glanced at Ray, his face flushed. He blew a strand of hair out of his face before picking up a yellow folder and flinging it right at Ray.]

"Take it."

“Hudson—uhm—” Ray stammered, briefly floundering with the folder before standing up, tossing it onto his desk and approaching Hudson.

“Jeez, what’s up with you—Are you drunk? What’s gotten into you?! You definitely can’t be drinkin’ on the job, imagine if a higher up found you like this…It’s not even inconspicuous…” Ray hissed worriedly, placing his hands on Hudson’s shoulders. “I know it’s not uncommon but that doesn’t—…sigh…What made you go and get pissed anyways?”

A gift.

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

Listen - I don't give a fuck if you prefer Batim more than Batdr or Batdr more than Batim

I don't give a fuck about your opinion on this game or character

Reblog it if you are actually still in Bendy fandom or at least remember being in it

I need to know how many of us are left in the world...

Edit: YOOO WE GET TO 1000

YESS

BENDY FANDOM (or people who just like it) - RISE!!!

Another edit: 2000???

Where were you hiding all this time???

Edit: yeah, gonna write it here too

By the way this post was not made for reblog bait... I mean, you can do anything - reblog, comment or just like, I just wanted to know how many people still know this game. Not that anyone said it is, I just don't want anyone to think this is. No, do what you want, it's okay

RAY MY POOR SWEET BOY YOU DESERVE BETTER (and Hudson is my own oc XD)

OH GOD RAY NO DEPRESSION IS BAD FOR YOU D:

I Miss My Unhinged Partner

Per @unnoticedunawarestillhere’s request…

Ray’s taking the divorce very well.

Give it up for Susie Campbell! An angel in the making!

(Her poses are wonky and her hand doesn't make sense..oh well)

Got bored so I drew:

@eeveelikessoda 's batim oc: Olivia C and @yourfavouriteboyrider

I'm not happy with how I drew Olivia, so one day I'll try and draw her again.

I don't know. You guys seem cool :)