Hudson Was Quiet For A Moment, Flexing His Still Very Injured Hand.

My character sona! I really wanted to draw my sona dressed in 1920ish clothing for fun and also because I love 20-50's fashion.

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Hudson hopes you have a good day tomorrow!

He will keep your space well-lit, just for you! <3

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👗 A headcanon about their clothes :3

Okay then:

Susie's clothes: mostly her fashion is based on women's fashion in the 20's. Ex: pearls, flappers, etc) Loves showing off her pearls.

Louise's clothes: Her clothes mostly based off the 40's, her dresses usually evening dresses and summer hats. Loves to stay on top of the trend!

Hudson's clothes: Hudson always has his sleeves up because the sensation of them down on his skin unsettles him. He likes wearing his collar unbuttoned, making him feel like he can breath easier. However, he cares (at first) too much about the employee dress code than he does of being comfortable.

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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.

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how would Hudson feel if someone other than Bill and Louise simped for him..? :3

He would feel flattered deep down, but also very confused.

Hudson, ever since being a cadet, already thinks he's an ass hole. Even before the ink! (His confidence from when he was ten got stripped bare)

Despite his insults and spats, he's lonely, but doesn't believe he's worthy... so doesn't reach out

I'm curious if you have a person in mind anon 🤔

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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.)