I Just Paced Around In A Straight Line In My House Singing “I Am All Of Me” For Like A Solid Ten

I just paced around in a straight line in my house singing “I am all of me” for like a solid ten minutes. The sonic autism is got me bad. Send help.

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2 months ago

*nom*

*steals*

When in doubt

When In Doubt

Do a poly


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5 months ago

I have noticed a pattern…

Pokemon Legends: Arceus. The starters were Cyndaquil, Rowlet, and Oshawatt

Based on speculation, as the same thing happened for PLA, potentially starters for Legends: Z-A are Litten, Turtwig, and Totodile.

I Have Noticed A Pattern…

One Johtonian starters, one seemingly random starter… and one Alolan starter.

I am so excited for the next Legends game, as, if my pattern isn’t hopeful nonsense, the potential for Popplio to be a starter in the next Legends game is there, and if my girl is skipped out, you will not hear from me for a long time, as I will be busy balling my eyes out. I can barely deal with her being ignored by the overall community, if she’s not in the next Legends game, I might actually cry.

Anyways, if these are correct, u plan on picking Litten. Never got to use her before, I’m excited to see a potential new form! :3


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6 months ago

Cyrus: (genderbend yuri real life?)

Putting The Rainbow In Team Rainbow Rocket 🌈✨

putting the rainbow in team rainbow rocket 🌈✨


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2 months ago

EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS

hi everyone, my main source of income has become unreliable and i need help to cover my rent and bills this month. i'm looking for any and all support/work while i work on a long-term solution.

i have commission info up on my ko-fi, and will be happy to negotiate for requests not outlined over there. i'm also interested in freelance work as a comic artist or illustrator (so if you or someone you know is looking for artists, my portfolio is here)

my ko-fi's set up for a specific kind of art, but i can do portraits, character design, comics, sketchdumps, you name it, honestly. sonic characters, robots, furries, D&D characters (with armor!), real life people, heck i'll render lineart (i've done it before)! there isn't a lot that's off the table (except NSFW unfortunately). here's some examples (and you can find more in my art tag and on my ko-fi):

portraits

EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS
EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS
EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS

character design

EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS
EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS
EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS
EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS

if you've been looking for a good time to commission me, now is the time. my ko-fi is also open for general donations-- every little bit helps. if all you can do is reblog this post, thank you.

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reach out to me through DMs if you're interested!!

4 months ago

IM FUCKING SCREAMING AND BREAKINNG STUFF AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

BRO

creds to @ DUBUSUL on Twitter


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2 months ago

I’m really about to dedicate time of my life to researching a character so I can potentially write them into my au.

I ask myself, “Amy I really about to add ANOTHER person to the polycule. Am I about to give Amy a FIFTH girlfriend?” Yes. Yes I am. Maybe


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3 months ago

{Metal Sonic}_404

Context:

Metal is no longer with Eggman, and now knows they aren’t Sonic.

A sense of being. A sense of person. Most everyone has one. The knowledge of who they are as a living creature. Of what they are. Of who they want to be.

It’s often something that forms over the course of someone’s lifetime. Molded by one’s experiences, their trials and tribulations. Some are told what they are the second they are born. The second they are made. Told by one they saw above all what they were, who they were, how to feel, how to live their life. All to suddenly find out it was all a lie. All of it. An entire life, a lie. Not even the life of one’s own. Born from a bitter man’s manic desire to rule. A man they once cared so deeply for. Their father…

A liar.

Who am i?

Who manipulated them. For his own selfish interest.

Who am I…?

Did he ever care? How could he? How could he…?

Who am I……?

How could he… …?

Who am I………?

HOW COULDE HE?!?!-

???: “Metal…?”

They were spiraling in thought again. This has been happening more and more recently, they’ve tried their best not to fall into deep thought around Amy or Blaze, but they slip sometimes. As evident here.

A: “Metal, are you okay?”

They quickly scanned the room, trying to recall what was going on. They were in the living room, the clock read 4:24. They were sitting on a plush pink sofa, and Amy was telling them about… something. Something about shopping? Did she go shopping without them? Did she go to their favorite mall without them? Is she leaving them out on purpose? Is she-

A: “Metal!”

They blinked, before nodding.

A: “Metal, are you okay? You seem distracted… is something going on?”

As if on instinct, they shook their head. This wasn’t her burden. It’ll probably go away anyways. It’s merely a stray thought. No need to think about it to hard. Amy looked at them strangely, as if she was trying to see through their emotionless expression.

A: “… is something on your mind?”

They remained still. Should they tell her? It couldn’t hurt… could it? Would she see them differently? Would she still like them? What if these feelings aren’t true? They aren’t true. It’s must be a glitch or… something. It’s not real. The shook their head once again.

A: “Are you sure…”

She took their hand.

A: “I’m here for you Metal…”

… why did she have to make this so difficult? Why was she blessed with the ability to read them so easily? They began to heat up(panic), they felt backed in to a corner. They were scared. Would she accept them? Would she acknowledge them? What if she hates them? What if they make this complicated? It would be so much easier to ignore it and keep things how they are. Why would he- they… their cpu began running faster, as they began getting lost in fearful thought again, until-

A: “Hey!-“

They were quickly grabbed and pulled into a familiar comfort. Amy had pulled them in, gently embracing the worried robot in her arms. Metal remained still, their servos locked in position, but allowing their head to fall onto her shoulder.

A: “… is it that serious?”

She took his hand and placed it in her arm.

A: “Tap once for no, tap twice for yes..”

… they tapped her arm twice.

A: “Is something happening? Are you hurt? Do you need help with something?”

… is it worth it…?

They tapped twice.

A: “Can you tell me what’s wrong?”

Since they’ve been with Amy and Blaze, they were able to have a decent voice box installed, thanks to Tails. They weren’t unable to speak. They just preferred not to.

A: “… can you write it?”

Were they really about to do this? Without thinking, they tapped twice once more.

A: “Okay, I’ll go get a pencil and paper, I’ll be right back…”

She squeezed them softly before letting them go and leaving to a different room. It didn’t feel good. But she had to. What would they even write? How could they begin to explain, when they weren’t fully sure how they felt? How to explain what they felt. 

She came back a minute later, a bit of paper and pen in hand. She sat back down and pulled Metal(?) back in. She slid the things into their lap. 

A: “Whenever you’re ready…”

They gripped the paper carefully. They took the pen in their other hand. They thought for a second, reconsidering this whole thing. They could lie. They could write something else, something less… whatever they were feeling was. … maybe… 

They began writing. They showed Amy.

“Who am I?”

Amy studied the question. Her brow furrowed as she considered it. 

A: “Met-…”

She held them tighter.

A: “Are-… would I be wrong… to assume, you are having issues with-… your identity…?”

They gripped her arm tightly. Too late to back out now.

They tapped twice.

A: “… I understand. To be honest, I’ve sorta been… expecting this?”

Metal perked up when they heard this. Had they really been this obvious about it?

A: “Do you… have a preferred name-, or pronouns yet? Do you know how you identify?”

They took a second to process the total acceptance by their partner. They tapped twice. They took the paper once more and wrote something quickly. “Katami”

A; “Oh. I see.”

They began to heat up again. How did she mean that? Is she disappointed? Is she upset? Is she never going to want to see them again? Is she gonna kick them out? Is she really-

A: “That’s such a beautiful name… Katami. I hope you know… I still love you… it doesn’t matter ti me how you choose to identify… you’re my precious Katami…•

… if they could cry, they’d be bawling. Maybe, they had been overthinking the wrong thing. They were surprised. But, not shocked at all at the same time. Over course Amy would still care for them. It was silly to think otherwise.

They tapped twice, before letting themself relax in her arms. 

She hugged them tighter, they could feel the tension in their servos loosen. The front door opened, soft humming followed the sound.

Blaze: “Hello Amy.”

Blaze joined them on the couch, taking seat beside the pink hedgehog.

B: “Is something the matter?”

A: “Yeah… well-… this is Katami…”

She had Katami face Blaze, who seemed confused at first. Amy leaned in and whispered something inaudible her, and Blaze’s ears perked in understanding.

B: “Ah…”

She looked calmly at Katami before carefully taking one of their hands into her own.

B: “Are you feeling well, Katami?”

It took them a moment to digest how loved they felt. They nodded.


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7 months ago
Spheal

Spheal

2 months ago

I'm posting this everywhere so if you can support, or just share this around please do.

I'm Posting This Everywhere So If You Can Support, Or Just Share This Around Please Do.
I'm Posting This Everywhere So If You Can Support, Or Just Share This Around Please Do.
I'm Posting This Everywhere So If You Can Support, Or Just Share This Around Please Do.

I can do

-Anthro

-Feral

-Human

-Mech

Basically anything that's not offensive or NSFW. My mom has informed me today that we need the money today or else they won't be able to bring me.

3 months ago

Welcome back to the KILLING FLOOR!

Welcome Back To The KILLING FLOOR!

Okay, so, this one’s a little bit different.

I made a batch of weed gummies this morning, and I need help eating them all before the cops show up to investigate.

You have to eat at least one in order to live and I'll reward you for any extra ones you take.

However... well, you'll have to play the rest of the game with the weed in your system, so try to think about how much you can handle before the questions stop making sense.

Although, I guess I'll be hosting the rest of the game high on cannabis as well so maybe things will work out in your favor.

Alright, munch away!

⏱️…………

🛎️*Ding!*

Y'know, maybe I didn't go hard enough with the dosage; these are pretty weak so far. Like, I don't feel a thing.

Two questions later:

Okay, next questio- *reading* woah... what the heck? Did you guys now this? That is insane! I did not know that!

...Oh. I haven't read the question out yet. HaHAhah! Okay, okay. *Reads out the answer by mistake* Wait. CRAP! NO! Hang on! I can do this. New question.

Who said...? Uh, four. Thi- this one.

How's that H2O treatin you guys, huh? I MEAN 420 SHOOT! 420! Sorry guys. Did you know that oxygen is the most common element in the human body? I think that was one of the questions, actually. Well, I guess we can't use it now, heHeh. Anyways, uhhhh, KILLING FLOOR!

Ugh, this was a terrible idea, I’m so sorry… All of your last moment are gonna be spent intoxicated. That sucks. This all sucks. I’m sorry guys. Y’know what, I’m gonna go get water and… maybe some Wendy’s. And then we can keep going, okay? Okay.👍 So, what do you guys want actually? Let me write this down…

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