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I'm standing tall but I also think I took a fall by Toffeegotosleep
Fandoms: Sonic the Hedgehog (Video Games)
17 May 2026
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What begins as Sonic personally delivering a crude parcel Shadow's way sparks a journey to some conflicting emotions, a fight against fate and perhaps some mutual blood loss.
Afterall, Shadow was already used to one type of fall but what if he was already in the midst of another...
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a synonym for you.
Bookmarked by huptriks
13 May 2026
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sayonara, sonic the hedgehog by JesterOfOurOwn (VendoEmpanadas)
Fandoms: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types
14 Mar 2026
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“You love him,” Shadow blurts out, “Don’t you? You… loved me.”
After accidentally falling through a wormhole, Sonic finds himself many centuries into the future, finding the lone protector of an already dead planet still walking through barren land.
Inspired by Even if you can’t hear me anymore, let me sing you a lullaby
Bookmarked by huptriks
15 Mar 2026
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sosososo good. the comic was incredible as well. peak writing on both mediums 🙂↕️🙏🏼
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Tenna could hear the kitchen. The clatter of plates. The deep rumble of Asgore’s voice, rising—then flattening into something hoarse. Toriel’s sharper. Less like a yell, more like a scab picked sore too many times. Kris would wander in, shoulders stiff, and press their cheek to the static. Sometimes, if the TV was warm from recent use, the glass would fog. They’d breathe slow. Not watching anything. Just being close.
He’d glow soft blue beneath them. He always kept his volume low. Just enough to give them something steady. He thought of himself, in those times, as a nightlight. Something for a scared kid to feel near when they didn’t want to cry.
And then, sometimes, Kris would draw.
Little stick figures with marker right on the screen. Green for themselves. Brown for Noelle. Big loopy lines for antlers. Red for Dess. a big triangle with gashing spikes . Toriel would scold them gently when she caught them, but she never got angry. She’d say, “Markers are for paper,” and Kris would shrug and say “Okay,” and do it again next week.
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