I see I see
oh now you fucking tap out huh
Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.
Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.
F-TIER!
So we all know Sticks from Boom would immediately flip out upon meeting mainline Shadow, him being an alien who works alongside a government spy and a robot. But like, just imagine Shadow, who's been the victim of government abuse multiple times; had to fight aliens who wanted to take over the world; and deals Omega as well as robotic copies of himself on a regular basis; actually being the only one who actually agrees with all her conspiracy theories?
Sticks: The government is corrupt!
Shadow (remembering Maria and also all the very questionable missions he's been on): Oh most definitely
Sticks: Aliens will come and destroy us all!
Shadow: I know, I had to fight a whole comet of them once when they tried to take over the world
Sticks: The robot apocalypse is nigh!
Shadow (just had to stop Omega from leveling a city): Yeah probably
Shadow: ...
Shadow: Wanna see the secret prison island where the government kept me in cryosleep for fifty years?
Sticks: Very much (holds up boomerang) But FYI I don't trust you
Shadow: (pats gun) Oh I don't trust you either
Sticks: Finally a person of intelligence
You find a perfect human skull while picking flowers one day, so you bring it home and use it as a flower holder. But seemingly overnight, the flowers become one with the skull, making it a new body.
Today hasn't been very good. Reblog to cover prev in blankets and tell them everything is going to be okay and they're loved.
(don’t mind the shit grammar I edited this right after waking up)
uh oh!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63251314
It took Sonic mere hours after meeting Silver to conclude that he was his son from the future.
He did not expect it to become his only regret in life.
This is a sequel to my previous one shot, please enjoy!
“why are you crying?” oh nothing it’s just my pokémon land critical hits hoping to be praised and i can’t pat them on the head and tell them how proud i am of them because they’re not real and are actually just pixels on a screen despite the extremely deep emotional attachment ive developed towards each and every one of them across over one hundred hours of gameplay