GUYS I LOOK SMART FOR ONCE WHATTTTT?

Decided to draw Henry today! He doesn't look too bad, in my opinion.

So CUTE!!! ^ ^ (*Feels the urge to draw Jimmy hanging out with John*)

Jumpscares you with two more BatIM OCs

We have the siblings, John and Maya Green.

Their parents died in a car accident when Maya was driving, so she refuses to drive anymore. Maya is an alcoholic and tends to be very cold towards people. John on the other hand is very friendly.

Maya is 20, John is 17. They are both GENT workers (and gay but shhhh-)

Hudson frowned, looking unsure what to say.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that," he said softly, sighing. He gave Ray's hand a squeeze, before tilting his head away to cough, still a little bothered by the fact he got stabbed in the chest. Again.

He cleared his throat and turned back to Ray, still concerned.

He shook his head, before letting his forehead press against Ray's chest. "I should've been there..." he muttered, feeling bitter and defeated. He closed his eyelids, the lights dimming at the action.

"You smell like cigarettes, by the way. I didn't know you smoked," he said, arching a brow and staring up at his lover. "Y'know that isn't good for your lungs, chéri."

The studio was quiet. There weren’t many people left, most having returned home by now. There was a background noise of groaning pipes and creaking floorboards as Ray walked down the hallway.

He had left his isolate office space in favor of a cup of coffee and some more paper, which somehow the storyboarding department lacked.

He was nearing the elevator, and mulled over whether the risk of the thing was worth not having to use the stairs.

~ @w-graves-nook

The hallway lights buzzed and flickered above. The air smelled stale, but oddly had a copperish tint to it. The floorboards groaned, always causing the worries of breaking.

The friendly posters and cut outs just seemed dull, almost sickening. The cheerfulness just not being what it used to be.

The air suddenly grew cold, like a cool draft coming in, even with no windows being in the premises. The feeling of dread was being tight in the air as it was almost overwhelming.

A loud clang could be heard as an abandoned type writer had been thrown off of a supply crate, causing metal to scatter into parts.

The feeling of being watched was sudden.

And the air was tense.

Where are you?

Welcome back?

Unfinished/quick sketches of Hudson:

COLLAGE MONTH FOR BATIM OCS!

Here is Hudson's! (Idk I wanted to make a game or something)

Ideas of what to put: treasured objects/places, nationality, problems, etc!

No pressure you guys!:

@thelocalmoth @creationandcalamityau @blackandwhite2supportclub @fancybendy @justuravghazbin

Credit to canva!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THIS I LOVE RAY AND YOUR ART WORK IT'S ALL SO GOOD WHYYYYYYYYY *rolling around on the ground*

Cigarette usage!

Google translate was used for the French translation so I’m sorry if I’ve offended any French-speakers • m •

Feat. Ray’s natural hair! He dyed it red when he moved out at around 18 and dyed it back shortly after Hudson died went missing.

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

HOW ARE YOUUUUUUUUUUUU

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIi

AMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD :D

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.