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Sorry I can’t hangout tonight I’m due to descend into madness

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Spreading some love and appreciation today!! Who are some of your best friends in the fandom and what’s something you love about them? 🩵

ok ok i have some love i can spread

@myymi @passionartx @nixoon-again @brainworms-all-night-long @000marie198

you mfs are just amazing 🩵 i love seeing all the various ways you guys decide to torment those brothers (or make them happy, wholesomeness sometimes happens too) and you’re all just a lot of fun to talk to 🩵🩵🩵

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🌼Artist Ask meme!🌼

There’s probably a lotta these out there but I wanted to make one of my own! Hopefully these are fun<3 

Send an emoji for each question!

 🖍️ When did you start drawing? Do you remember?  

 ✏️ Do you prefer traditional art or digital to relax?   

📏 What’s your go-to canvas size?

☕ Do you do warmup sketches before drawing? (Bonus: do you have any to share?)

🙃 Which is easier: faces facing left, right, or front view?

📚 How many layers do you typically use?

🐻 Your go-to things to draw when you need comfort?

🎁 Do you prefer drawing fandom stuff or your own characters?

🌈 Do you use more warm or cold colors?

🎼 Your favorite music to draw to right now?

🙌 Draw a doodle with your non-dominant hand

📐 Whats your favorite kinds of lines to draw?

💐 Do your drawing suit your aesthetics?

🦋 Do your drawings resemble you?

✨ How often do you draw?

🌗 Is night or day better for drawing?

🍭 What’s your main art blog / what do you tag your art with?

🍀 You wish your art was more..(fill in the blank)

🌊 What’s the hardest thing for you to draw? 

🙊 Share your latest silly doodle with no context

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wtf my birthdays next saturday???? when the hell did that happen???

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small ibis paint doodles while im waiting for food to cook

atlas (the wolf in the turtleneck) belongs to @0vergrowngraveyard

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overgrown and i are once again being a little silly

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Congratulations! You are now a Magic-User!!

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Do you take naps?

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tornado watch ended early, i can sleep now

how am i supposed to live laugh love in these conditions (tornado warning)?

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fr lmao

how am i supposed to live laugh love in these conditions (tornado warning)?

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how am i supposed to live laugh love in these conditions (tornado warning)?

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I have a few villain au questions if that's alright: Do the boys ever get better? Do they heal at all? or do they just suffer in their damaging co-dependent relationship until they self-destruct? Are Amy and Knuckles in this anywhere? Does Sonic logically realize that he kidnapped Tails? Like does he understand that's what he did? Or does he think it's fine because Tails chose to go with him and doesn't wanna go home? (I know that's a lot of questions—feel free to answer as many or as few as you'd like. Thanks!)

please don’t apologize for asking so many question. i love talking about my guys (shocking considering how little i actually post about them, ik)

1. since i don’t really have a plot line for this au yet, im just gonna say that for now they’re pretty stagnant

2. amy and knuckles are around. again, because i don’t have a solid plot line laid out, i don’t have a solid vision of were they are. all i know is that knuckles is no longer on angel island and amy is still the leader of the resistance (how? idk its an au leave me alone)

3. sonic knows what he did was wrong, but he doesn’t understand why it’s wrong. tails was obviously being mistreated by his parents, wouldn’t it be better for the kit to be with someone who actually cared about him?

tails did chose to go with him, so - according to sonic’s logic - did he really even kidnap him? in sonic’s eyes, the kid just ran away from home with him (which, y’know, he did technically just run away from home, but footage of sonic seemingly coaxing tails and leading him away from his home isn’t a very good picture)

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I have two questions about your villian! Au

1. Do Surge and Kit still happen here or are they living their normal lives unbothered?

2. Has anyone ever noticed Tails and put two and two together and if so what did Sonic and Tails do?

(secret third question, mind if I make some fanart of these two brothers?)

1. i haven’t really thought about them that much, but they’d probably be living out their normal lives (whatever that means for them). since sonic and tails aren’t heroes for starline to model them off of, he wouldn’t need them

2. people have definitely put two and two together several times either because they recognized sonic as a kidnapper or tails as the victim. sonic, being the very overprotective big brother he is, scoops the kit up and books it as far as he possible can. he won’t let them take tails away from him, ever.

3. go ahead 🩵🩵🩵

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The feelings runnin' deep Ain't no time for sleep A second to unwind Head up in the sky

Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog- "Mass Transit Trouble" [1993] Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog- "Robolympics" [1993] Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog- "Boogey Mania" [1993] Sonic the Hedgehog- OVA [1996] Sonic Boom- "The Haunted Lair" [2017] Sonic Boom- "Beyond the Valley of the Cubots" [2015] Sonic Boom- "Muckfoot" [2017] Sonic the Hedgehog [2020] Sonic the Hedgehog 2 [2022]

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overgrown and i are once again being a little silly

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A lone statue stood in the middle of a desolate field. Wails of the hollow wind, and although now faint, but still present smell of death occupied its surroundings for the past five hundred years. Its only company since an unprecedented tragedy took place, washing the sky blood red and the clouds letting not but a sliver of sunlight pass through.

Up until now.

Now the young guardian, frozen still in time, with his last memories played on a twisted and seemingly never-ending loop, felt something warm hit the freezing stone's surface of his face frozen in permanent terror.

All it took was five centuries of being held in purgatory, for the guardian to be allowed to finally take another breath it seemed. But that was alright. He'd accept any punishment given as the consequence of his inaction when it counted. Now that it was finally over, he let himself savor the first gulps of air he had for the longest time.

It all but hit him with his failure however, as the dust and decay filled air entered his lungs. Its particles nesting now forever inside of him as a cruel reminder, no matter how much he coughed to get them out.

At last he collapsed, shaken, onto the ground as the eternal wait didn't stop there. It would be unfair to expect of him to adjust so quickly after standing still and hearing nothing but the cries of the helpless and innocent being slaughtered or driven mad, no? What's a few more minutes of taking in the desolate sight of what was once a lush valley with children playing and birds singing, now reduced to nothing but a forgotten graveyard and a destroyed home.

After adjusting to the reality he could now move through, he went and searched for any sign of life amidst the rubble, anything that moved independently of the rushing wind.

Yet the guardian found nothing.

Not even bugs or mice repopulating the ruins. Not even vines or grass dared to reclaim the buildings. They were exactly as destroyed as if they had collapsed yesterday.

Losing hope in finding life, something else caught his eye. Something that stood out against the rot and red, something almost completely out of place, a flicker of gold. And one that he recognized almost instantly.

He rushed to it with the only thing letting him know how fast his legs were moving being the sickening crunch of dust beneath the soles of his shoes, and what was left of his brother's cape getting closer.

Falling back to his knees not a second later to reaching his destination, he carefully picked up the tattered cloth. As if it was the only thing affected by the passage of time, it was still brilliant yellow, yet ripped and fragile with holes chewed at the edges of its torn fabric.

Every emotion suddenly rushed back to him as he held the cape in his hands and their weight got just a bit too much to bear.

He heard a muffled scream and hoped that whoever it was, they could wait just a bit longer for him to let him process some of his grief first.