YESSSS!!! THE BOYS LOOK FANTASTIC!!! What Are You Talking About? THIS LOOKS AWESOME! HUDSON LOOKS SO

How does Hudson react,,,,when comes into contact with Biscuits...

(Artist:, this my first time introducing my oc on to Tumblr 😅, 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)

A gift for @ask-thelyricist !!

Btw I used their Jack from their BATIM AU, so this lovely Jack DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. CREDIT TO THEM!!!

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Appreciation and thanks should be offered to your decent character for all the help and support given during this dire and tough time due to the incredibly gruesome war over Gaza and its innocent little kids and women.

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I...don't know what to say?? I'm really sorry.

Honestly? Yeah. It's kind of stealing the magic in the arts and I hate it.

REBLOG, IF YOU HATE AI

[Hudson gave him a skeptical glance, his lips tugged in a frown. He let out a soft sigh, arm pulling Ray closer to his chest. He placed Ray's head on his chest and stroked his hair.]

"No offence, but I'm way too brainwashed and drunk to believe you."

[Hudson chuckled, dark eyes glancing at Ray, before he let himself relax. Sort of. His other hand twitched near his pocket knife and his eyes glanced at the windows and the door of his bedroom every now and then.]

[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?”

I'm curious as to what your Tom design for your AU is!(Pre fall lol) If you have one, that is lol if not, have a wonderful day/night!(Ask from mainblog but hiii lol)

Here is Tom from my Au! There are some posts already about him, so yeah. I swear he isn't an ass-hole all the time. Just most of the time.

(Hellooo :3)

(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 wiped his red eyes, face a hint red from crying.

Hudson went quiet. Dead quiet.

Gently, he forced himself to drift away from Jack and stand up to walk towards Norman.

Quickly, his training kicked in once more. He removed his tie and shirt, only having his undershirt now.

He grabbed his pocket knife from his belt and began to cut his shirt into strips, the sound of cloth tearing could be heard.

Once done, he folded his knife and carefully took Norman's bleeding arm and began to use the strips of cloth as a bandage. Wrapping and layering over Jack's tie until the blood wouldn't stain through so fast.

He then secured it all with his own tie and a safety pin.

He said nothing, eyes red from crying and face now unreadable.

*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??)

Featuring Grant Cohen (with a chainsaw cause why not)!

I really like how Grant's ink form has a lot of detail and shows his guts hanging out. :3

Poor accountant doesn't get paid enough for this.

Norman came home today! He's made a fine recovery!

Harriet always loved taking pictures, special occasions or not.