I'm Falling, Falling, Falling...

I Just love the idea of Shadow calling Stone "Dad" for the first time because he sees Sonic calling Tom that and just assumes that's what he should call Stone? Because technically he acts as his Tom y'know

Like

*Sonic and Shadow hanging out in the attic when Tom comes up and brings them snacks*

Sonic: "Thanks dad!"

Shadow: "Why did you call him that"

Sonic: "Well, I mean, he is? He uhm.. you know he gives me food and a home UH AND AND he gives me little scratches"

Shadow: "mmmh"

Later that night

Stone: "Oh welcome back! How was your evening with Sonic?"

Shadow: "Agreeable, how was your evening... Dad"

*sounds of dishes breaking*

...

Shadow: "Perhaps calling Stone Dad was not a good idea"

Sonic: "Whyyyy?"

Shadow: "He started crying and hugged me for 30 minutes"

I decided to redraw all this a little digitally. I'm not sure about the result, but why not?

Tumblr

Wings

Why? Why not :)

Ваше творение вызывает у меня такие смешанный чувства, вероятно, это что-то на границе между отчаянием, радостью и маниакальным смехом. Это - великолепно!

redav of my old drawing

but god, how much I hate my drawings

Eyes everywhere

A few sketches, because I can’t come up with a full-fledged picture, sorry...

If you have any ideas pictures, I will be happy to listen to them and try to implement them)

✧In my vision you were always there. Vibrant and unmoving. Oh, the insolence. ✧

🥚···▸🪨

Robotnik's POV throughout the trilogy!

A counter part to the Stone POV that I drew a few weeks ago!💜

Also same as the Stone POV, I've hidden 7 tiny hearts and one love confession across the three illusrations, if you find any, you get a cookie and my praise🍪💞

The third piece mentally broke something in me but I pushed through💪🔥 Stobotnik angst is NOT a joke yall😭😭

[Reblogs are super appreciated!!💞]

Процесс идет, думаю, будет интересно

"Thank you, Stanley"

I lied, I did have more in me

I love the idea of the Badniks having some amount of personality to them and getting attached to Stone, and the image of them settling on him like a flock of birds wouldn't leave me be.

Look so tired-unhappy

"A heart that's full up like a landfill

A job that slowly kills you

Bruises that won't heal

You look so tired-unhappy..."