Happy And Sane Hudson?!

What are we?

Human.

No.

No?

That's not what I'm seeing in the mirror right now.

...

What do you see?

What do you see?

Please stop. Let's be better.

Aren't we in too deep for that? Too blurry?

No, wait, please, let's think about this. We didn't mean to do that, we'll be okay. We'll be fine. We are Okay.

...

Where are my eyes?

...

Where is my throat?

...

Where is me?

...

Shut up.

We are happy, we are fine.

We have eyes, throat, flesh, blood, we are complete.

So where is me?

I DON'T DESERVE THESE COOKIES, but I'm like..sick ..so NOM NOM NOM-

I love your Henry :> :O

Tysm :D

I love him too, I made him about a year before BatDR released, which is why he looks so different from canon Henry.

He’s small and will bake you cookies.

How would you rate Hudson’s cooking ability? Is he a chef or a burn-the-kitchen-down type?

7/10.

Hudson can cook for himself and survive, never making anything fancy unless having the motivation too.

He picked up a lot from Cathy (mom) and will bake sometimes for Ray and bring him lunch (even though he forgets his own).

However, Hudson shouldn't be trusted in the kitchen when angry, probably just leaving the eggs on the stove to burn while he just cranks up the heat even more with this expression: >:/

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

:0✨

I AM GOING TO STEAL YOUR ART AND EAT IT (positive)

Damn, alrighty then XD

Hudson stared at the keys on his typewriter, most stained by the ink on his fingertips. His eyes wandered to all the notes scattered on his desk, some words scribbled out or sentences left untended to. He picked one note up, an old story idea. The story itself wasn’t really special or original, so he decided to scrap it. It seems like nowadays that he scrapped everything.

Tap. Tap. Tap. 

He adjusted his desk lamp, the light setting an eerie yellow glow over his typewriter. He lay against his chair, staring, but his fingers pausing. His ears strained to hear the tapping in the walls. 

“Isn't it time you head home, Hudson?” A soft voice rang out.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. 

Hudson snapped his head up, his eyes narrowing. “I still have half an hour, Charlie,” he said, a defensive edge in his voice. His voice lacked any real bite, more distant than defensive. His eyes focused on the wall. 

Charlie leaned against the doorframe of the department, her brown eyes soft with concern. She wore a navy blue mid-calf flared hemline. It was gaining its popularity in New York fashion. 

 “You don’t have to work so hard, you have the other writers to work with. Teamwork, remember?” 

Hudson snorted, rolling his eyes. “Mhm,” he muttered dismissively, letting his face settle in his hand, glaring at his notes. 

Charlie shook her head, letting out a quiet sigh. She walked over to his desk and was about to place her hand on his shoulder.

Hudson swatted the hand away. “I’m busy,” he snapped. He needed to hear the tapping sound. 

Charlie recoiled back slightly, looking hurt. She then folded her arms and frowned at him till he looked up.

“Don’t you have a date to get to?” Hudson asked flatly, a brow raising.

Charlie clutched her purse, her lips pressed together in a thin line. “I do…but I just wanted to check up on you. Jack’s worried about you and so am I. You haven’t been sleeping, eating or even focusing properly-”

Hudson cut her off, shushing her, “Sh! Did you hear that?” His brown eyes darted to the walls and the ceiling that surrounded them. He pushed himself away from his desk and stood up from his seat, his full attention on the wall. 

Charlie sighed, looking dispirited. She ran a hand down her face, inhaling sharply. “This only proves my point.”  Her eyes darkened at him.

Hudson’s only response was a grunt, his back still turned on Charlie as he scanned the wall. He seemed undaunted by Charlie’s demeanor. 

*Jumps.*

Hudson: Do you ever look at a flight of stairs and wonder how many bones you could break jumping down?

.....

Not that I wonder this.

Guys. Guys. It's Hudson. But BETTER. >:OO

LOOK AT THIS LOOK AT THE FLIPPING DETAIL LIKE WHATTT-

THANK YOU MOOT!!! :DD

Drew @unnoticedunawarestillhere oc Hudson! Go follow him!

i tried to go but

you're kinda cool and

i don't want to stick around

but you're cool

Thank you, it means a lot to hear that.

I hope you stick around, but that isn't up to me

Dare I ask what’s the dynamic with Wally and his broom? 🤣

Wally just straight up replaced Johnny with a broom.