#This is just... weird lol

[fluttershybaby1]

To anyone who sees this, I wish you warm fuzzy blankets and your preferred choice of milk or tea. Now go sleep sleep!!

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[scruncheduppaper]

metamorphosis

[egophiliac]

whoops I did more of this

(enjoy it while you can, Roro, it's only gonna get weirder next Halloween)

[dillyt]

[rooniearts]

I really, really wanted Shadow to have a kid in the Pitayaverse, but having it be Silver causes a time-space paradox that hurts my brain. So I just cloned him and called it a day. Enjoy Wodahs (aka Echo) <3

Bonus:

[alieune]

trying to figure out how to draw the gang in my style

commissions open !

[kinerxy]

was bored at work so i made a collage

[humming-fly]

The 2D vs 3D contrast of the sonic and shadow generation hubworlds cracks me up the more I think about it

Bonus:

[outsideyourhousewithaknife]

Knitting is great it's just a fidget toy and periodically you get a scarf or some shit

[naturecalls111]

me n my vamp bf

[inkskinned]

i'm a little afraid to go to pride this year. many of us are, a little. sitting around our tapas and video games, the silence that hangs over the discord server. it feels different, we say.

we're privileged. the community that came before us laid the groundwork so i could be raised in a different world, and i will never forget their sacrifices and dedication. they gave us this: a pride that feels like community and celebration and joy. i remember the first few times i went to a queer event - i'd been raised so catholic. feeling safe like that, for the first time... it saved my life. i go to pride to celebrate that feeling - my people, laughing. out in the sun, the way we couldn't have been even 25 years ago. that feeling: no wonder we call it "pride."

who am i to be afraid anyway. there are parts of the world where people are doing much better work than i am. but it's just: i felt at home there, you know? and this year feels different. we are waiting on the dam to break. last year, at boston pride, there was a whole gaggle of sign-holders shouting about jesus. you walk around them and try not to let it get to you.

this year, i'm going to DC's pride with my girlfriend. google sends me concerns about if it's safe to exist in trump's america, if World Pride is a bigass target on all of us. every article uses the words "safety concerns" many, many times. three days ago i witnessed a shooting.

even straight people keep telling me - people are weird lately. sometimes we blame it on Covid and sometimes we blame it on the full moon. but i do remember a time before this, right. it's not just that people are more comfortable being rude. it's this strange, outwards violence. a comfort in being cruel.

it's a big hole to fall down anyway. it's not like they're going to do anything to make pride safe, not really. i don't want a police presence as the solution. and what if this is just fearmongering! what if this is just to get us to stop attending our own events! what if everything is actually fine, and i'm just freaked out by the stated intentions of our president!

and what if i'm just listening to things that are being said. what if i'm weighing the shape and size of this america accurately.

my mother calls me. she's been getting the articles too. i assure her i'll be careful, but i put the phone down and stare at it. i'm going to go to pride. other people made it safe for me, it is my duty and my honor to show up for my community. the only thing we've ever had was each other. it was always an act of bravery. being ourselves is brave.

but i am afraid. i lay out my outfit and i kiss my girlfriend. i cut my nails and clean up my undercut. i hold her hand and hang the sunset flag. the sound of this america feels different. like a volcano trembling. i will love her and i will love being queer and i will sing over the noise of it.

but ... still. in the back of my mind. that feeling, like something terrible has been shifted. like somewhere in the night - they remembered we're different.

[zarla-s]

Do I still have too many feelings about Spamton? Apparently. :/ Anyway I had the Dealmakers and the Shadow Mantle on Susie for this fight (and the Devilsknife because I just could not beat Jevil peacefully on that save) and it got me wondering about what Spamton would be thinking about facing off with the person who'd enslaved and warped him into a puppet, haha. It had to be cathartic! Well, up until everyone got one-shotted but

Spamton isn't actually on her head or talking, he's in the glasses, but the little ghost form there is so you can see how he's reacting. I had to figure out how a pair of glasses could defend someone which was a bit tricky. He can't protect you from all damage but he can soak quite a bit! I picture the Shadow Mantle being made of shadows myself.

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[lilianade-comics]

Cheese melt throughout the Infinite Realms

[noornight]

Long distance besties. This definitely happened after the third movie (source: trust me bro)

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