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dogydayz · 1 year

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When I first awoke, everything happened so fast. My mind was constantly spiraling, the world around me shifting and spinning, memories foggy and broken from time away from consciousness and outsider tampering. I assumed so much, remembered so wrong, pinpointing on an idea that, admittedly, I hardly understood then.

Destruction.

I raced against my mind, I raced against the clock, I raced against the shadow of myself.

Or... Was I the shadow of him?

Everything happened in a blur, yet I remember the feelings, my mindset, how unstable and hurried I was, how I felt as though I were still in the metal corridor running for my life, running for our lives, running til life went cold.

Faces and voices, they each solidified into my mind, and I wanted to cling to them so desperately. I found myself running in circles, running in place, lights and buildings passing by me, the world around me so vast and dreamlike.

I didn't feel alive, and yet... I felt more alive than I'd ever been.

My feet barely touched the ground as I went, as things happened, events unfolding before my eyes. Voices spoke to me, they called to me, they told me everything I wanted yet couldn't believe. I was broken yet build all at once, deconstructed then pieced back together again... But it all went so fast that I didn't understand much of it at the time.

Locked onto pink quills, green eyes, purple wings, a shining machine... They all had their effects on me, they all took pieces of me and unraveled me like a loosely knit scarf, becoming nothing more than old worn yarn.

Blazing streaks of blue, I chased after light itself, for those moments that I sped through the air and clashed with glowing spines, nothing else mattered. Nothing else existed but a feeling of being held down, grounded, yet lifted onto cloud nine all the same.

My mind loved to contradict itself, it made it hard for me to process it all later on. When everything felt so strange and dreamlike, I felt like I had to doubt its reality... But it was real, I know that now, ever since finding steadier ground for myself.

The final stretch, we were shooting stars in the sky, my mind falling back to blurred memories, now slightly less damaged, and slightly more lucid. A voice called out to me, believing in me, believing in us.

Fighting side-by-side against kin of my own, against a disaster greater than any yet seen, I felt just as golden as our bodies had become. For them all, for the ones who'd given me so much in such little time, I fought. For the love I was created in the name of, I gave it my all. For the world I'd promised to protect....

I plummeted out of the sky.

My memories of that time make recalling it feel like it was all a fever dream, yet I know how real it was.

Awoken again, with new connections alongside me, I chased the high of that night, I chased the high of living after going so long disallowed from it.

Friends.

That's who they are to me. And they were still at that time... But that exuberance wouldn't last. I could only make my life out to be a drama for so long before it would come crumbling down upon me.

Slowly, yet surely, cracks began to form.

And the invasion was the gunshot through my chest that broke the glass I was made of.

Memories challenged, my mind pried open, things confirmed that I'd avoided for so long, ideas brought to mind that still caused me paranoia, even after they were disproven. I lost sight of myself, despite believing so deeply that I'd found myself....

Or, perhaps... There never was a self to begin with.

Who was I prior, even? Just a cocky bastard who yearned for the enjoyment of living everyone else experienced? Who, try as he may, couldn't get those same feelings unless he was neck-and-neck against his own imposter?

My friends think there was a "me" before, but that one feels so distant in my mind that it's... Hard to truly know.

My skull was cracked open, my psyche poured onto a platter where all could view it and taste it for themselves... They didn't leave.

Part of me had hoped they'd leave.

Part of me wanted to hold them so close for staying by my side.

They were so persistant.

Yet so was I.

The feelings crept in and made themselves at home.

Just another adventure, it seemed, just another calamity to be faced.

I had my friends with me, I had myself together, for the time being. Things had felt... Fine, despite how the paranoia lingered within me, despite how my mind couldn't get away from the darkness of our world.

But my friends... They were there.

I was there.

We were there and we would fight together when the time came for it...

Until...

Something inside me shattered.

When I saw his body collapse, something inside of me simply fell to pieces.

Forced to continue on, I trudged, lost, falling into myself...

And you'd think that... Once he was back, things would've been fine...

But they weren't fine.

When they gathered the Emeralds, she imbued them with her own sealed power, and life was brought back to him...

I should have felt relieved... Well, I did, for a moment. It was when we had to fight that beast together that I realized how much I'd been wrecked by my own thoughts.

That stupid smile, that unending bravery, bright eyes and a hand held out to me...

I couldn't lose that again.

When all was said and done... When I collapsed from exhaustion and had to be carried home... I'd wake up....

Different.

They were all so kind to me. They all cared so much. They gave me exactly what I wanted and I loved it. I hated it.

I couldn't let it happen again, not again, not again, not like last time... If I had no one I could never fail them. If no one depends on me, then no one is because of me. If no one is around me, then no one is hurt on my behalf.

Alone...

I began to trail behind. I began to avoid the others. I began to remain silent. I began to snap at each and every one of them until they'd assume I wanted to be alone. I did, that's what I wanted. I didn't, I never wanted that.

I forced it upon myself, I had to defend myself, I had to defend them. It was my purpose, to be a sacrifice to the world for it to thrive. Sacrificing my own comfort, my own joy, my own existence...

It was worth it if it meant they'd be safer... If it meant I wouldn't have to be torn open again and again... If it meant that I wouldn't cause them any more trouble...

They tried to get to me, they tried to speak to me... They were all too gentle about it. They were all too caring about it. They were all to aware of my actions, they left me be out of consideration... But time and again, just as before, that bastard spindashed his way through concrete and rebar walls I'd build around myself. Everyday the barriers would be crumbled, dents left in metal, so chaos-damn persistent to make me listen.

And I did listen.

He didn't know it, I waved him away or struck him with a blow, but I was hearing what he had to say... Because I had no real choice.

It surprises me that, of all the ones I knew who'd been the ones to weasel their ways into my heart, he's been the most consistent of them. It's admirable, such tenacity... Though... I could tell as time went on that... He was growing truly worried. Perhaps he "missed" me, perhaps he just didn't want me turning on his buddies... Or perhaps he just... Was worried that nothing would ever change for me.

Maybe it was all of them.

I'm not quite sure.

All I know is that I'd gone years walled off from those I loved, and I assumed they'd just moved on by then. I was angry, I was lonely, I was desperate and yet so.. so scared.....

But when I finally got the courage to face them...

They were still there.

Waiting for me.

Holding out hope.

Ready to welcome me back just as if it were old times again.

And.. When I finally found the strength, I'd left my fortress behind to join them once more, to find myself in the sea of existence, to build myself from the pieces they'd kept safe until I'd find my way home to them once more.

#my writing #sth #sonic #shadow the hedgehog #shadow prose #i suppose?#yeah I'll call it that #when i do first person shit #I wanted to toy with the idea of connecting his past together #to explain his actions in more modern media and shit #but i pulled a 5th grade “write a letter as if you're living in the 20th century”#but instead of a letter it's prose about a gay hedgehog #I also just #really really love writing for Shadow's thoughts #he's so cool #I love toying with aspects like him going into borderline blissful daze states #when he's super happy #and he thinks about it later and wants that feeling back so badly he cries #but it's happy tears #because he remembers the good times #when he was so fucking cool and doing cool shit #and he looks at the stars and believes that Maria is watching him #and cries even more #and also im super fucking weak for describing my headcanons about how he views like #his battles with Sonic and shit like that #because it's SOOOO fun to write that sorta escapism stuff #like it's totally normal to yearn for the time when you were racing your rival #that you met earlier that day or something #and you were racing through space #to then become golden and glowing with him and save the world

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donutdrawsthings · 3 months

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Some crossovers I thought would be fun and the first doctor and his granddaughter Susan! I've been watching some Classic Who and I cried at her departure :'o)

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lovetositinsilence · 1 year

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i had a thought

#luigi brings smol bowser around when he’s going to work #he’s actually happy not to spend all day in a cage #no he will never admit it #anyway very kissable nose #all the smooches for bowser #bowigi #bowuigi #super mario bros #super mario movie #luigi #bowser #fanart #my art

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weevmo · 1 year

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it's his comfort song <:[

#ok but can you imagine him singing/humming when he's nervous like in Luigi's Mansion #I would die of happy #luigi #mario #the mario movie #the super mario bros movie #super mario movie #super mario brothers #super mario bros #super mario #now I just need to do a follow up where they find each other at the end of the movie #by dramatically screaming the lines to their own theme song

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jontheredrc · 5 months

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the world of Kirby is hilarious to me because Dream Land is the happiest gumdrop rainbow world you'll ever see, and its king and all his friends like to beat the crap out of each other for fun

and then you have Meta Knight, who has such a lust for violence that he must play Fight Club with Kirby every so often, or else he goes crazy and starts blasting cities with his battleship

(and even when he is so satiated, that need to fight is what things like the Jamba Heart and ID-F86 have preyed on when they tried to brainwash him into evil)

#kirby #kirby of the stars #meta knight #it's funny - there's a lot of stories and franchises ABOUT fighting that don't even have this dynamic happening #and yet this happy colorful world is the one where folks gather for Kirby Battle Royales and Kirby Fighters 2s...for fun!#like even in street fighter most ppl are in it for some reason like police work or the prize money or talent scouting for terrorists #but nah - kirby and dedede buried their grudge after super star (ultra) and when dedede isn't possessed by evil he's just having fun

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yeahiguess3232 · 2 months

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inspired by a drawing trend I've been seeing on some platforms, as always i think of Glenn first....

But the real question is does he have the brain power to recognize himself in the mirror? /j

#dungeons and daddies #dndads #glenn close #glenn close dndads #dndaddies #dndads s1 #not super happy but wanted to get this out #glenn is drawn here as if he can suddenly be serious #meanwhile he is dodging any character development coming his way in canon #i should have just drawn the second image with finger guns #would have been more his style #the finale of dndads s2 is hitting hard #when can normal catch a break :(

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fear-no-mort · 6 months

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favourite thing: his new habit of saying uhuh/mhm and also this

#the first time he did it in unmortricken i was like Fuck Yes and little did i know he would just keep doing it the whole time #DESPERATELY hoping they keep both of these things. i Love when characters have tiny little habits sprinkled in their actions #to me these things kinda sorta symbolise him no longer being afraid to really be himself #like he no longer has to hide certain things about himself that inside of the cfc wouldve made him appear ‘suspicious’#since he IS like so much different than any other morty ever #also barely related but like. em is fundamentally such a good character bc everytime we see him he’s feeling something different #in his first appearance he was cold and distant because at the time he was new to being free and was strictly focused on his goal and wasn’#even sure if it would work #in his second appearance he seemed hopeful and honest both of these things just being a trap to get the people of the citadel to trust him #and his old colder self unfurling near the end after he successfully becomes president #in his third appearance he seems giddy almost. he’s constantly giggling before and after sentences and he’s super eager to just Get The Hel #Out. and also to reveal the truth to morty prime. make it so that he doesn’t have to be the one to shoulder everything anymore.#and this fourth appearance. apart from a few little details he really just seems happy and comfortable. the entire episode he was just doin #whatever he wanted and nobody got in his way at all. and i could not be happier #normal about this character!#rick and morty #evil morty #rick and morty spoilers #odiespeak

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sherokutakari · 7 months

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Okay but can we have Mary meet Ed

PLEASE can we have Mary meet Ed?

#Our Flag Means Death #OFMD #OFMD 2 #Our Flag Means Death 2 #SUPER EXTRA BIG BONUS POINTS IF IT'S RANDOM AND SANS-STEDE #idk why they meet butnthey end up talking about Life #Ed loves her bc she found the love of her life after her husband died #and when it turns out he faked his death she decided he was gonna die anyway and Ed LOVES THAT for her #Mary hates him at first bc big annoying pirate man and she has had eNOUGH of pirate nonsense #thankyouverymuch #but then ends up loving him bc he literally chose life and love and happiness over a past he no longer identifies with #and she starts to view him as a kindred spirit #THEN Stede can show up and it all starts to fall into place in the most hilarious way #initiate spiderman points all around #please you know it would be hilarious #BlackBonnet #GentleBeard #spoilers #only very vaguely by name

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chasingthewesternsun · 9 months

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Mr. Thrawn being a scary boy and contemplating the defeat of his enemies

#thrawn #star wars #star wars fanart #thrawn ascendancy #grand admiral thrawn #thrawn fanart #artwork2023 #myart #mitth'raw'nuruodo #grand admiral thrawn fanart #star wars ahsoka #thrawntent #thrawn trilogy #thrawn books #i’m obsessed #this one almost got completely abandoned and not finished but I came back to it at like 4am last night when I couldn’t sleep #I’m super happy with this one right now #he’s a scary spooky boy #look at me actually drawing and painting an adult Thrawn and not little baby Thrawn 🤪

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meownotgood · 7 months

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no even if it was the doggy position he'd lean against your figure and nuzzle his face to the crook of your neck, one arm embracing u tightly that man CANNOT even fuck you without making sure you know you're loved - bnuuy bunny bun

oh you're so right... I've always thought that too...

aki is just the sweetest to you, even when he's fucking you from behind he's still treating you so softly — he presses his body close to yours, practically leaning against you, and he grabs your chin and tilts your head up so he can kiss your forehead. he's so slow and gentle with every deep rock of his hips to make sure he won't hurt you.

and since he can't see your face from this position, can't look into your eyes, can't kiss you as easily as he wants to, he ends up talking a whole lot more; aki leans in close to your ear and mutters constant breathy words of reassurance, telling you how good you're making him feel, how perfect you are, how much he loves you.

god, you're beautiful, so beautiful, he's mumbling in his smooth tone, he holds your waist steady with one hand and drags his palm over your back, your side, down to your thighs, his touch so gentle it could only be his. you can hear him breathing hard in your ear, can feel his heart pounding in his chest when he wraps an arm around you and pulls you closer. he kisses your nape, rests his hand over yours when he sees you grabbing a tight fistful of the pillow, his fingers caress your knuckles ever-so delicately as he fucks into you nice and slow until his pelvis is flush with your ass. you feel so good, want you to moan for me louder- can you say my name baby? that's it... I've got you... I love you, love you more than anything...

#I was happy when I first saw your ask because I always think of this too lolol #he's just.... so soft....#okay maybe he could look into your eyes by making you tilt your head back and that'd be kind of hot #but that's super uncomfortable for your neck and he wants you to be comfy #he'll run his fingers through your hair while you bury your face in the pillow and scream #it's like... I've always thought doggy is kind of an impersonal position because you can't see each other (maybe u understand)#but aki makes it *very* personal #he's constantly running his hands all over you and making sure you're hearing his voice #aki. I need you #ask mags #aki <3 #aki hayakawa x reader #aki x reader #aki hayakawa smut #aki smut

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birdricks · 5 months

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i love the stars (j'adore les etoiles)

#rick and morty #birdrick #birdperson #rick sanchez #artsbotz #I DID IT I DREW THEM YAYYYYYYYY <- normal #idk if im totallyyyy happy w the colours etc but watever im not spending any longer on it. lol #LOL sorry if this kinda doesnt make any sense. its a result of my enorrmmouss brain #i usually think abt rick more when it comes to birdrick simply bc. hes more fleshed out #butttt ive been rhinking abt bp a bit recently.#i rlly strongly associate bps feelings towards rick w stars. bcccc of a bunch of stuff #that one quote ->#how often do you suppose you might look up at the stars. and wonder what might have been had you just put your faith in rick.#anddd a couple songs. this one which is i love the stars by the orion experience #and more loosely starstruck by ummm #by sorry.#ANDDDDD the beacon. on ao3 #i beleive by abed with a knife. really super good makes me pass out #umm ok i actually dont have more to say. my brain is fried #guys. dont forget to set like hourly timers when u draw. to like remind u to drink and stretch. and blink #dont be like me.

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pianokantzart · 4 months

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"Why does Mario hog the spotlight?" Actually, Luigi happily hands off the spotlight. He likes feeling appreciated but at the end of the day he just wants to go home, read a book and take a nap. The way Mario gets the attention and Luigi hangs out in the background is completely mutualistic. In this essay I will–

#Youtube #Mario headcanons #super mario brothers #super mario bros #Mario #Luigi #Unlike Mario he does NOT want to be the first person someone calls when the world is on the line #he's ready to help when help is needed but he does not thrive under that sort of pressure the way his brother does #Mario is an eager adventurer. Luigi is a reluctant hero. They both understand this #and will guard and bolster each other at every opportunity to make sure the other is as happy as possible

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starrylevi · 8 months

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Yet another super short but cute and silly comfort Drabble 💟

“My mind is too loud right now.”

“Yeah? Tell it to shut up.”

“I can’t.”

Levi walks over to you, his fingers tilting your head so his lips are level with your forehead. His hands are cupping your cheeks. “Listen, I need you to give her a break. She’s doing her best.” He states sternly, speaking into your forehead. You giggle at the action; you’re always surprised when Levi is silly like this. But that’s because around others, he’s stoic. But with you, he doesn’t mind letting loose and joking around.

“Am I though?” You ask with another chuckle.

“She’s doing her best.” He repeats, softly this time, to your forehead.

“Okay.” You relent with a smile.

“Good.” He presses his lips to your forehead, planting on a gentle kiss on the skin. His love will always be louder.