How does Hudson react,,,,when comes into contact with Biscuits...
(Artist:, this my first time introducing my oc on to Tumblr ๐ , testing waters mainly)
Ghost Hudson would be confused.
Reg Hudson wouldn't trust them.
And Scout Hudson would probably like to pet them.
(Hello! Sorry it took so long for me to respond to your ask! Biscuits look amazing! I hope to see more artwork of them)
The man froze, "glancing" at his chest. He coughed, already flickering in and out. The lights above flickering once more, dimming when the man winced.
His hand went to his chest, blood already soaking his fingers with a new layer of red. He shook his head, trying to regain focus as he stood up, swaying a little. "Damn...why is it always the chest or the lights..."
He snapped his head at Ray and lunged once more, struggling as he tugged the scissors back.
One last final buzz of the lights and-
Crack.
The light bulb overheated, causing it to shatter.
The man pressed the palms of his hands to his empty eye sockets, hissing in pain as he fell to his knees. "No, no, no, NO! Not again...ow.....I can't fucking lose. I WON'T FUCKING LOSE! YOU CAN'T BURY ME AGAIN! YOU CAN'T!"
His hands drop to his sides, blood pouring out even more out of his empty sockets, the man wiped his face furiously.
Confused, hurt, angry and desperate.
The studio was quiet. There werenโt 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.
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??)
Am I allowed to draw your suit-wearing sona with my suit wearing sona (the art urges are winning)
YES. PLEASE. DO IT.
Send this to all your favourite moots and pass the pumpkin round! KEEP THE PUMPKIN TRAIN GOING ๐๐ค๐๐ค
(Well uhh actually I think your art is super cool >:D )
PUMPKIN TRAINNNNNNNNNNn
(also thank you. Your art is awesome!)
Shitty drawings I tried to draw of Hudson and Ray that just didn't work out.
Luckily, I'm working on a project behind the scenes that I'll hopefully won't bail from (wish me luck people)
I'll probably doodle them together when I can
Iโve got to know, where and how did Hudson get the scar across his eyebrow? I donโt think anybody has brought that up yet.
Great question! Since Hudson is supposed to represent me in batim, he got that scar on his eyebrow after he scraped it on a metal chair in the First grade. Fun fact? Both of my eyebrows have scars! One from the metal chair and the other from a round (yes, round) wooden coffee table! :)
you are my favorite batim character
I am going feral
HUDSON HENDRICKS I LOVE YOU MAMDNSJKSNSBSBS
In all seriousness, THANK YOU!!! Hudson is my first oc that has had this much attention and has been improved throughout the months and used a lot!!
What's your opinion on transformation horror?
It is...amazing! And scares the living crap out of me ^ ^
I really have a soft spot for transformation horror.
Happy (super) late Birthday to the amazing artist Fishymom! Sorry, I know it's SO LATE. Not happy how I drew my Alice, oh well. I hope they like this cause it did take me some time.
Drawings requests or asks about my AU would be most appreciated because school is making me lose my mind ^ ^! If you want more facts about a certain character let me know!
He/him. Name: Untilted or Hudson. Welcome to the Writing Department, watch your step. Employees Notice: Elevator is currently unavailable.
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