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aether-weather · 3 months
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first snowflake sighting ❄️\( ̄︶ ̄*\))
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corffee · 16 days
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Ok but am I the only one who sees how Sega/The Sonic Team used yesterday's Eclipse as a starting point to Shadow's year? Ok like,
During the eclipse, you were able to see the silhouette of the moon due to the sun's light from behind, almost like a spotlight but it creates a shadow only on one side.
Sonic is always in the spotlight, or represented as light symbolically. Shadow, the darkness, but there can't be darkness/a shadow without light. Therefore, he sometimes lets the light in, if it really reaches his heart.
I see this as Sonic letting his spotlight shine on (his) Shadow to let people see who he really is, rather than just a thing or someone unimportant, or just a copy of himself. To recognize his existence because all his life he's been fighting and trying to find his purpose in the world. Sonic thinks Shadow deserves that, even if it's only for a while.
I just really like how either the timing was perfect, perfectly planned, or I'm just hallucinating-
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cherbearsz · 4 months
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new skill unlocked: publicly complain about art block to get out of art block
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solfinite · 4 months
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last drawings of this year for me! happy new year everyone :)
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sparkles-rule-4eva · 1 month
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Another image of Tails that everyone should see
Apparently it's Tails Appreciation Day on this blog :3
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skeblinn · 5 months
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SonElise Week Day 2: Hobbies
Soleanna is practically a kingdom on the sea, I can totally see Elise going incognito to go fishing with Sonic!
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9474s0ul · 10 months
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about the last question from that guy, karkat is a character from homestuck and he's really similar to your take on organic metal, yeh it's a fun comic but it's really long :P
Thanks for the insight, but my little post was a jOkE ;o3 'twas referencing this specific panel.
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bye
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mayamourning · 1 year
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According to the most recent Twitter Takeover, Shadow the Hedgehog is a Swiftie.
Please enjoy this animatic I produced in one sitting.
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0vergrowngraveyard · 22 days
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Sonic wasn’t a stranger to off days. In fact, he had them a lot more often than most people realized, he was just really good at hiding them.
Maybe a little too good.
This day, however, was particularly bad.
He wasn’t sure why. He pretty much just woke up in a grassy field feeling like, well, shit and it felt a little more challenging to simply push down like he usually did. Even after a quick call with Tails — something that usually cheered him up almost immediately — he still felt like he wanted to disappear off the face of Mobius, never to fight in another battle or have the pressure of saving the world ever again.
He’d never admit it because he genuinely loves doing what he does, but it gets to him sometimes. He’s only fifteen years old, when did it become his responsibility for all this crap.
Sometimes he did wish he had a more simple life. Just him, his little brother, and his close friends living out their teenage (and little kid) years like normal Mobians.
However, the adrenaline junkie in him quickly kicks that idea in the ass. He didn’t think he could ever live without all the death defying stunts and risks that came with his current lifestyle. It just wouldn’t be as fun. Plus, doing what he does is the reason he has most of his friends in the first place.
He wouldn’t trade this current life for anything in the world, but it can still drag him down sometimes.
He closed his eyes and felt a gentle breeze surround him and dance among the blades of grass. The leaves of nearby trees rustling and flickies chirping were like distant symphonies as the sun’s warmth engulfed him.
He stayed like that for around thirty minutes, just basking in all that nature had to offer him this morning. Quiet moments like these were part of what kept him fighting. As long as Eggman was dead set on destroying areas like these, Sonic would be there to stop him.
After what felt like an eternity to the hedgehog, he got up and stretched. He looked around him, picked a random location, and took off running, hoping to leave his thoughts behind.
He ran for hours, occasionally stopping to check out a view or quickly help someone. But it didn’t matter how fast or how far he went, the thoughts always caught up to him.
Past failures, little comments made by the media that affected him a little more than they probably should, guilt he had stored up from past life choices, etc.
But nothing haunted him more than those dreaded six months.
Months of isolation. Not knowing if his friends were ok, if his baby brother was ok, The torture, the anxiety, the shackles. The illusions of his loved ones dying before his eyes over and over again and being mocked or yelled at by them.
The depression and nightmares that followed were almost too much for him to bear and he probably would’ve lost it if his overwhelming sense of guilt didn’t push him to stick around and help.
His friends weren’t mad at him for not helping them for most of the war. In fact, it almost felt like they were babying him in a way. Constantly asking he was okay and making sure he was comfortable whenever they had downtime. Even Tails was seemingly walking on eggshells around him which definitely made him feel some kind of way.
When the war finally ended, he disappeared for about two months. It was all too overwhelming.
He knew it was a selfish move, but Chaos forbid he makes one decision that solely benefits himself after that whole mess. He just needed to be alone and run off those six months.
No one was mad at him when he finally reappeared, the closest thing would be how worried Tails was.
He always did worry too much.
Everything slowly went back to normal. The war slowly became a thing of the past, just another victory over Dr Eggman.
So why was Sonic still so hung up over it?
A noise from his stomach stopped his thoughts dead in their tracks. He slowed to a stop somewhere on the shoreline and checked his communicator for the time. How was it already lunch time? Did he really spend that much time thinking about all that crap?
He sped off in the direction of the Mystic Ruins. Being around his brother always managed to make him feel at least a little better. Maybe it would be more effective than just simply calling him.
He stopped at the front door of the house and punched in the code.
It was quiet. There were no noises coming from the workshop downstairs. Was the kit even home? It would suck if he wasn’t, what would be the point of Sonic showing up if his little brother wasn’t even here. Where did he go?
A certain smell overrode all his thoughts as he walked into the kitchen. Sitting on the counter was a plate of chili dogs that were still warm (he could just tell).
He smiled. Tails was definitely home.
Right on cue, he heard the workshop door open and a certain two-tailed fox walked into the kitchen. The weight on Sonic’s chest became lighter as the two talked about whatever came to mind with Tails even suggesting a movie night later on.
Fondness grasped at his heart, giving it a tight squeeze. Somehow, Tails once again knew he was having a bad day just from a brief interaction hours earlier. He never once asked what was wrong or made the hedgehog to talk about his feelings, he just did little things like make him food and offer to spend time together doing pointless things and goofing around. He even said he was just working on blueprints today which Sonic knew was just in case he didn’t feel like talking or just wanted to be alone.
Sonic didn’t know what he’d do without this kid. He really did have the best little brother a hedgehog could ask for.
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scrapnik · 3 months
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@teamdarkweek Day Seven: Space / Light
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000marie198 · 2 months
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Nine getting jealous that some of the other tailses are growing taller than him (poor boy didn't realize that welding a bunch of robot spider legs to his spine might stunt his growth)
Remember how in the show he always kept using them to gain height on others so he'd be taller and more intimidating? Yeah...
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aether-weather · 8 months
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HAPPY NATIONAL CHAMELEON DAY EVERYPONY
HAVE ESPIO 👍👍
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candycatstuffs · 1 year
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Doodle comm of astronaut tails!
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lovelyunknown · 1 year
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Sonic: *half-dead for the 5th time this week* I'm fine! 😃👍
Tails: *gets lightly bruised* I'm f-
Sonic: WHO THE FUCK HURT MY BROTHER I'LL FUCK YOU UP YOU WANNA GO-
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Little Sonic very much was a little shit with an additude[affectionate] that had only himself to take care of, to pick the most dangerous and coolest path perceived to him and never let himself be hindered by bystanders. But then suddenly he had another kid to take care of. He had to learn to be responsible for more than just his own survival, he had to ration his resources better, to take the needs and desires of another person into account, to slow down explain and be patient, and realizing that having people around that he can lean on is a good thing sometimes. (even if he doesn't really carry that lesson with him. He knows it's there but a dunce hat on you if you think he'd remember it's there for his own sake)
But what if he met Tails way down the line or never at all? What would their relationship be like then, when Sonic mostly figured himself out with no strong outside influence.
I believe he would still go from doing what's cool to what he believes is right, beat Eggman along with any villain that crops up in his path, and make friends all over the world, but without Tails by his side so early on, I don't think any of the relationships he could hold would be as deep or meaningful to him because he only ever had himself to worry about, never feeling the need to connect with anyone beyond friendly hello's and occasional team-ups to defeat the big bad of the week. He would be friendly, but without a little guy around to always keep an eye on, also double the reckless and additude heavy speedster one would be usually accustomed to.
Always at arm's length and never quite reachable, no matter how close he holds his friends when rescuing them from a mad doctor's trap.
Always feeling there's something missing.
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Poll 27, Round 1.
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About Pacífica: (by @saku0115) Pacifica the cat is a 15 years old teenager, she grew up in a safe city being raised only by her mother, she only hears from her father through the letters he regularly sends her at home, even though she has never physically met her father and he lost the genetic lottery, she is the spitting image of him in both good and bad ways. she dreams of going around the world like her father does, but she doesn't because she loves her mother too much to leave her alone and she knows that she doesn't want him to become her father, although she doesn't know why. She has the ability to change shapes at will and practices magic. with these two abilities she occasionally goes on adventures pretending to be someone else, clearly nothing bad could happen.
About Midnight: (by @kristhesheep) Neo supposedly created Midnight to be a powerful and worthy successor, despite caring for them like one would a normal child. Shadow, truthfully, wasn't an active party in their creation. Midnight is a very formidable foe, between the Chaos manipulation abilities from Shadow's biodata and the technology copied from Neo's own body, including the shape shifting. Midnight is known to be surprisingly polite despite their intense stare. They rarely start fights, though they'll finish them quickly when provoked. They're very protective of those they're close to and very curious. Neo sometimes brought them stargazing when they were very new, so they have a nostalgic appreciation for astronomy. When they get more independence, they eventually become a habitual traveler. They always stay close with their extended family, though. They rarely talk to strangers, having a quiet and distant nature, but they will sometimes watch people from afar, also being very curious. So the general populace thinks of them like a cryptid.
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