Fuck😰😭

This scene where Shadow tells Sonic to end his life just hits me where I effing live.

What really makes this scene so impactful is that despite the fact he's more than capable of holding his own against Super Sonic even without his own super form, he makes no attempt to preserve his life... because deep down he wants to end it.

And he's not telling Sonic to kill him so he could prove that he's as bad as him or anything cliche like that. He's doing is because deep down he wants to escape from his trauma by giving himself the end to life that he didn't want to admit he yearned for, and that want has now finally come to surface in one final demand for his opponent to finish him off.

Because in the end, he never cared about defeating Sonic and his friends or helping Gerald Robotnik commit omnicide because the only thing he cared about is gone forever (and he only did the latter because Gerald manipulated him into believing that if he didn't help the mad doctor, then it would demonstrate he doesn't care about Maria at all).

GOD I LOVE THIS CHARACTER!!!!!!!!!!

HE GONNA SNIFF UU!!!!!

I made some fanarts of the @amascomet shadowpeach fanfic, cause this words make me cry over night 💕💕

(with and without the dialogue)

"Did Wukong bother to handle his corpse with that much care?

Was he consumed by pain and guilt after he brutalized him?

Did he hold his cold, empty shell for hours—maybe even days?

He would’ve."

(sorry I forgot which Chapter this part is from, but wow)

It's a little hard to try to explain why I like this thing but bro, the conflict of the characters with themselves make me wanna jump from my window (in a good sense).

The same person that hurted you is trying so hard to be good for you again and... And... They fail again and again!!! This is what I want to read!!! Yeahhh

Thank for the amazing fanfic, I still wanna make more fanarts from it

Amores

Let gooooooooo!!!!!!!!!

doodled some transfem shado stuff while in class :'3

she serves cunt bc rouge is there to cuntify her

not posting this on twt btw, the transphobic sonic fans live there LOL

Me too

This piece makes me a little emotional and idk why 😭

I love them, does the angel island ever get cold, or is always summer there?

Anyway, somewhere is cold, knuckles should wear pants

No me creating a whole ass angst setting JUST FOR GETTING LONG HAIR!MK!! THAT’S RIGHT FOLKS! THAT’S ABOUT TO STAY WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOW

If you're asking yourself why the parents hair don't grow is because they are in a literal hybernation so their body is almost stopping doing things.

SBP - Second Star ( PREV / FIRST / NEXT )

Next Part is coming on May 11th, 1PM ET

Also the colors is just cause its cloudy and it’s cold.

NOW I CAN FINALLY SHOW CONCEPT

Anger

monkis

🏚️ From Rubble to Renewal — Help Mohamed Rebuild a Home Full of Hope 🌿

In the blink of an eye, the life we knew disappeared.

My name is Mohamed, and I’m writing this with a heart full of sorrow—but also a quiet flame of hope. Our family home, a place that held generations of memories, was reduced to rubble in an instant. The rooms that once echoed with laughter, the walls that witnessed our stories, and the garden where we dreamed of better days—all of it is gone.

And yet, we are still here.

Still standing. Still believing. Still dreaming.

Before the war, our home wasn’t just a structure—it was everything. It was the heartbeat of our family. We shared countless dinners around a modest table, whispered goodnight to one another across quiet rooms, and celebrated the small joys that made life meaningful. It was a place of love, of safety, of tradition.

Losing it has left a deep wound in our lives. But what we haven’t lost is our will to rebuild.

We are determined not to let destruction be the end of our story. We want to rebuild our home not just with bricks and wood, but with faith, with dignity, and with your support.

I know there are countless stories in the world that deserve to be heard, and I humbly ask that you take a moment to hear ours. We are turning to this community, to the kindness of strangers, because we believe in the power of people coming together to lift one another out of despair.

Your support—whether it’s a donation, a share, or even just a moment of your time—can help lay the first stone of our new beginning.

💛 Every dollar brings us one step closer to safety. 🧱 Every share gives our story a voice. 🌱 Every gesture, no matter how small, is a reminder that compassion can grow even in the harshest soil.

We are not asking for charity. We are asking for a chance. A chance to rebuild our lives, to give our children a roof under which they can dream again, and to find peace after so much pain.

gofundme.com

Donate to A Plea for Hope: Rebuilding Our Home, Rebuilding Our Lives, organized by Mohammed Altelbani

In the blink of an eye, everything we knew and loved w… Mohammed Altelbani needs your support for A Plea for Hope: Rebuilding Our Ho

Please, if you feel moved by our story, consider helping us build something new from what’s been lost. Your kindness will be felt not just in concrete and wood—but in every smile, every warm night, and every future moment of joy that your support helps make possible.

From the deepest part of my heart—thank you. For your time, your love, and your belief in us. We will never forget it.

With all my gratitude, – Mohamed