Juuuust In Time For The Holidays (because Y'all Have Been amazing this Year)... 🎁✨ ... We’re

OK lock in. I had another idea so I doodled out another messy comic... Hear me out.

Soulmate AU The kind with the names on the wrist!

Robotnik had been soulmate-less for a couple decades before it finally showed up on his wrist but at that point he was over it. Hes already jaded with the idea of love and longing for family.

Meanwhile Stone was brought to an orphanage where they had his name surgically removed from his wrist when he was very young. He doesnt remember the name that was there.

When they meet, Robotnik smacks Stones hand and feels the connection between them but is confused as to why the name is different and thinks Stone is some type of plant for GUN to manipulate him or something...

But he also kinda likes the feeling he gets when he touches Stone and gets a little addicted to it... sort of like he enjoys the jolt of the quill. For Stone he just knows being around Robotnik makes him happy no matter how much Robotnik smacks him around.

Since Stone is always wearing suits, Robotnik never saw Stones wrist until Stone put up his sleeves while helping Rob recover from his injuries. When he asks about it he also learns a little about why he himself never had someone adopt him (he didnt have a soul mark until he was in his like 20s) and also he suspects that maybe Stones name isnt actually his real name.

Blah blah shenanigans s3, explosion, Rob is miraculously alive still... w/e. When hes finally back on earth and he knows how he feels about Stone he decides to go out of his way to learn who Stone is and find out about his family to finally learns Stones real name to confirm hes THE ONE. (+finding out Stones parents died in a crash (or w/e) and Stone as an infant miraculously survived! So he definitely WASNT abandoned.(Had he been abandoned Rob woulda dealt with them))

Rob has great news to share with his very pessimistic, way-too-understanding-as-long-as-Ivo-is-Happy-its-ok Soul Mate.

And thats all I got..

Anyways I couldnt think of a name for Stone... You can suggest them if youd like.. Im not continuing this tho, I just thought it was a fun idea.

The jingling doesn't hurt the jesters ear only because they went deaf from it a long time ago.

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does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

Literally me coming out of grad finals

sleep deprived touch deprived food deprived hygiene deprived

This scratched my brain just right

2025 is a good number, it’s a quarter of the way through the 20 hundreds and it’s got that nice set of 2s separated by only a 0. not bad. whatever happens this year at least it’ll be happening during a good number 😌

Currently feeling like the OC of a mentally ill queer.

-staying home from school so I can finish my eldest sister syndrome chores (there was no point in going today anyways)

-just being a silly goofy disabled trans dude

-vibin and dancin to Ke$ha and Chapel Roan

-posting on tumblr

“Thank you,” you whisper. You have to fight your throat closing up, as years of unshed tears threaten to break your heart.

Your scramble to the floor, falling to your knees as you lift the dagger and turn it towards your own chest. You don't rush any movement, you want to enjoy all of them.

You are about to break your sternum with a firm strike when a loud crashing sound tears you out of your mind.

The achmage's assistant is on the stone cold floor next to you. “Don't” he cries out in sync with the mage's worried mumbling.

He holds onto your shoulders. He doesn't seem scared, even tho you were about to end both of them mere minutes ago. How curious.

Trained from birth as an assassin, your mind was bound by a powerful control spell. Sent to kill an archmage, they cast Dispel to weaken you—accidentally freeing your mind instead. For the first time, your dagger points wherever you choose.

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