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#I'm a traditional artist I do these by hand w a phone I don't got a pen or anything
zoekrystall · 1 year
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I never drew more than quick doodles on here why did I decide to make myself app icons
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squeiky · 2 years
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"Someone I'm supposed to remember."
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"Sometimes I lay at night, thinking about you. All the time we've spent together, all the memories we've made together... I never want to forget it.. but I always do."
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Artist's note:
This is more a vent per say, rather than a means of shipping, but due to the context and way I executed the drawing- I'm tagging this as sonadow.
There is an bit of a but of a rant/vent an ID and a bonus edit version of this drawing after the readmore. Feel free to skip whichever or.
(I titled them all so it easier to skip stuff. When scrolling fast)
ID:
[ID: A traditional pencil drawing; Text in the top reads: "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU CAN'T REMEMBER"
On the right and left side are drawings of sonic the hedgehog with his eye portion sketched out.
The left side has 4 drawings, one of sonic smirking with a fist, below that is a drawing of his shoes and next to it is a drawing of super sonic w/ 2 chaos emeralds. Below that is a grumpy sonic checking the watch on his arm.
On the right is a drawing of sonic, hands on hips with his back facing front. The one below that is of sonic laughing with his hand in his chest, then underneath that is sonic at a side angle, smiling whilst talking. Next to that is sonic having a toothy smirk, with a finger waggle as well.
Shadow the hedgehog is in the middle, both hands on the lower portion of his chest, with his quills (very messy) all extended outwards. Creases are all around him as his on a bed. There are 2 pillows on both sides of him. To the right of him are some earphones desgined for hedgehogs that has a headphone wire attached to it. (It's unplugged) and a book with a pencil ontop of it.
On the lower left of him (around the knees) is a phone, only a reflection of the screen shows as it's presumably off.
Shadow looking upwards, with a gazed, zoning out type expression. His identifiable scowl is no where to be seen.
Underneath all of that, are 2 comic panels.
The first one/ the one on the left is of shadow on lying his left side, with one arm over his torso while the other is tucked underneath his head (like a makeshift pillow.) His legs are also shown His, one over the other. His eyes are looking down, now the more iconic angry eyes.
A dark pillar of sorts is behind him, and to the side of that the text reads, " So then, Why".
The right panel is a close up of one of his eyes. It's pretty detailed and you can see some hints of fluff/small quills on his face as well as a bit of his big o'l hedgehog nose.
His iris has a drawing of supersonic reaching out towards one of his extended arms. There are stars around them, and sonic's eyes are still crossed out.
Text to the right of the eye read: "Are you so FAMILAIR?"
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Bonus:
Still edited, but just a different version of the post above. It's a little less brighter, but it's more accurate to how the drawing actually looks irl:
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Vent:
I never really understood how shadow gained his memories back.
This is coming from a personal level, but him struggling with these identity and memory issues always kind of stuck with me.
As someone who struggles with memory, it's really hard to trust what people say is true or not.
Someone recently told me they've known me for years, and I thought I only knew them for a few weeks.
Like, this is somebody I'm supposed to know. They're so familiar, yet to somehow their still a stranger.
It's shit like that, that always bugs me.
Then people tell me of these stories and things I went through, and it's like I'm listening to another person explain to me what my life was like. It just feels like I'm listening to someone read a storybook.
It's all so distant, beacuse I just can't really remember. I can't connect with my own self, and honestly I don't even know if should. Sometimes I question whether I should even try to learn my psst, or if it would even matter at all..
It makes it hard to trust people too. Cause there's liars out there, and when you've got memory problems it makes it easy for them to put stuff in your head.
(Always thinking about that just gives me way to much anxiety and makes it impossible for me to connect with people.. it's like I got eggshells for shoes.)
I try not to think about it too much, and just move on in life...but the feelings still there.
It just sucks.
I have a really good memory too...(I think?) beacuse when I can remember things its crisp and detailed. (Atleast..sometimes.)
Either than that, there's just entire gaps between my life I can't remember.
I have a freind who tells me about all my adventures I had with her. So I'm just here, lying down on my bed, contemplating all these memories I had with her.
All those memories I can't remember.
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