"Happy Birthday, Ray Of Sunshine."

Imagine Hudson's ghost pops up XD

Wandering around the studio, as always, thinking to herself "huh, I've never been in the elevator before"...

She walks up to the elevator to find a little post-it note saying "out of order" on it... Damn

"well that sucks... Eh... Whatever..."

She walks away, and of course gets the wonderful idea to draw the broken down elevator :3(fanart coming soon)

Hudson if he actually went to The royal Canadian Air Force during WW2.

This would be the Poppy Field AU where Hudson actually survives the studio. No telling if he survives the war though...

Hehehe Boops!

-Hudson's sockets beamed at the young man. He smiled with relief-

"Oh I remember you! I loved how you would draw those little cartoons. I was the one giving you all that extra paper? And coffee?"

-He wouldn't be offended if Hunter didn't remember him. Actually, maybe it was for the best? Upon closer to the date of his death, he wasn't a person you would want to be around.-

-Hudson slowly crept into the music department, looking weary of his surroundings. Not seeing a soul in his sight, he walked over to the piano in the corner and began playing it. He was surprised he could play it, considering he was a wandering spirit-

(Wrote the first thing that came to mind)

[Hunter perked up at the sound of the piano being played, having not head it being played in a while. Leaning out of the wall, he silently observed the wandering spirit play with a sense of wonder.]

Drew your Norman and Tom hanging out with my Norman and Tom!

(Sorry it looks so bad XD)

Let's say Tom and Norman from my au met your Tom and Norman.

How would that go? :O Would they play cards or something?

hmmm, I feel like my tom would be a bit hesitant to talk to the other tom, after all, he's a rather intimidating guy in general, he's gotta keep up his "scary" reputation. Norman would probably gladly play cards with your Norman! Tom would probably eventually join too!!!

Thanks for the ask by the way omg-

bites him affectionately like a cat :3

"OW."

".....broke a violin..." Hudson mumbled.

"Sorry, Dad..." :(

-Dashes inside and locks the door with a scatterbrained expression- "HEY THERE AGAIN. Uh listen- SO, I kind of accidentally knocked over a bunch of instruments in the music department and now I'm pretty sure Mister Lawrence might be out to get me. CAN I PLEASE HIDE HERE?" -Pleading eyes-

“Oh!”

“Yeah, go ahead, Hudson. I know better than anyone what it’s like to face Sam’s wrath…..haha…… Anyways, make yourself at home.”

“…You didn’t, uh… Break any of ‘em though, did you? The instruments?”

( :^)

CAN ALL MY MOOTS SHOW ME THEIR SONAS?/nf 👉👈

(I need them for a drawing '3')✨✨

Drawing one of my favourite films: Jojo Rabbit!

This looks nothing like Jojo due to my art style, but I tried guys ...

Why the heck does he look a little bit like TinTin...

Catherine gave him a hesitant look, biting her lip a little. She shook her head, as if dismissing what she was going to originally say.

"I haven't met them all, but I'm sure they'll see your values," she answered bluntly.

The thickets around them were lush with all sorts of blooming colours while sunlight happened to seep through the variety of pine trees. Catherine could be seen glancing around, surveying the trail in hopes of seeing even a glimpse of her son.

She glanced down at Ray, "I have hopes you'll fit in well enough. Besides, it's only for this summer."

"You may call me Cathy, by the way."

Catherine snapped her head up when she heard some sort of rattling noise. She exhaled sharply through her nose, a hand on her forehead.

"He better not be trying to climb that fence again..."

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.”