𝐈'𝐦 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐬 ❤&🔄 #SonicRP x #MvRP

how it feels to listen to the Sonic Racing: CrossWorlds album on the go

Square Shadow #SonicTheHedgehog #Art #ShadowTheHedgehog

And last time I checked, you're meant to be recovering... > Chaos Controls to her house, where she can be safe- and mintored for any unknown adverse side effects to her encounter with...*them*.

💎: Now we gotta put them together.

> No this just means brooding time is over. > She's being picked up by the scruff. > And off they go to do something together instead.

> Unfontunately that defeats the isolation part.

> Romanticizing Isolation

💎: God I hate this time of year. Every year, without fail, something goes wrong. So over it.

A haunting silhouette emerged. Not even needing to closely inspect the bike to *know* Sonic touched it- and obviously broke his prized posession. A hand to eject out, and grab a fist-full of the thin, loose skin surrounding the hedgehog's skull. The grip unweilding. " H̵̢̢͔̼͚̞̦͇̫̱̥̰̤͗̾͑͂̉̾̈͒̅͘͘ ̷̢̧̡̝̰̠̪͎̺͖͆̍̐̓̈́̓̾̀͆͂͝͠͠ͅė̵̳̟̲̼́̀̽͑̓͆͗̈͘͜͝͠ ̴̢͙̦̥̱͕̣̞̫̥͉̬͖̺̜̬̣̲̰̽̆͊͑̀̆́́͗̈́̄̈́̕ͅd̸̨̮̖̫̪̩̦̱̮̘̘̹̣̺͇̓̓̾͒͌̂̆̀̀́̓̔͝ͅ ̸̢̨̦͓͔̱̬̠̙͇̣͉̯̹̪̀ͅg̴̛̖̭͚̺̺͚̰̅͗͑̒͜͝ ̴̢̡̣̻͔̥̟̰̰͖̠͎̗̠̮͚̭̐̑́́͋̊̍̀̏̕͝ȩ̵̺͎̪̞̗̕ ̸̨̛̥̯̠͎̺͚̦̀͂͊̽̐́̑͆̿̀̾̎̎̌͂̍͘̚͠ͅḧ̵͉̫̩͉͕̹̼̪̹̥̫̪͔͈͙̼̣̻͉̘̳͍́̕͝ ̵̢̢̛̟̪͖̳̌̈́͋͒̍̆̉̑͛̓̇̋͌̊͒̂̽̋̎̌͂͑̀͒́͋̽͘̚͜o̶̢̙̠̺̩͖̼̭̣̥̘̭̩͉̭͉̺̠̠͊̀̄͐̿͂̄͑͂͒̆͌̏͂̀̐̀̑̆͗̒ͅ ̴̧̨̛̗̤̖̩̜̯͚̦̖̻͚̰̩͛̽̂̍́̉̾̍͌͋̒͘͘͜ͅg̶̛̞͖̗̑̉͂͋̇̓̅́́̔̐͐̿̽̔͠ ̶̨̨̢̧̛̟̭̬̻̼͍̜̪̰̟͖̱̻̗́͛̀̇͗̽͝ͅ.̵̢̯̱̞͓̭̣̟͙̹̽̔̀́̈́̈́̔̍̕͝. "

💎: IK I was kinda on fire yesterday with replies but work got my ass FUCKED UP TODAY. Therefore...maybe later. Maybe. Depends on my mood and how long I sleep....

HE AIN'T CALLED THE ULTIMATE LIFEFORM FOR NOTHING PRINCESS!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Oh, you're no tool at all, Princess." "Tools are, disposable." "You are- far more valuable than that." The corner of his lip now imprinting itself onto her cheek. Allowing the steady, warm breaths he took trace over her hair and fur. His fingers spreading out along the small of her back.

A silence. As this wasn't the first time he had been posed that question. Even so- he would ponder it again. "I made a promise, I won't break it." Unspoken, but interacting with Maria recently had only hardened his resolve. As the second go-around, it was by his fault he had lost Maria, again.

💎: OTHER SHADOW REALLY SAID "OUR WIFE". DYING.

❝ . . I'm gonna keep Shadow. Marriage type shit. ❞

THESE ARE THE PATHS THAT WE MUST TAKE. BECAUSE YOU AND I, TOM, WE ARE MEN, AND WE CAN BEND, AND WE CAN BREAK.

Maybe it it had been anyone else but Shadow, Sally's assumptions would have been correct. But Shadow was- unique. From his history, to his immortality, and even the way he carried himself through the lives of others. He was simply *himself*- for better or worse. "What else would you call it?"

Her reaction was noted, though he wasn't able to surmise why she had reacted so strongly. Blinking in ignorance to what had momentarily set her off. Once again, entirely left in the dark. Her quick recovery not slipping by, making his head tilt to the side in mute questioning.

💎: Autism strikes again. Sorry Bnuy Amy ajajaja. 😘

"..." "You're Welcome." A hum as he had let her answer hang in his thoughts. Wondering what in the world that had made them. Not friends, not enemies. A strange place that was blurred somewhere beyond a single word- and Shadow wasn't familiar with the label that would have described what they are

An illness that soured with a kiss. Feeling, undeserved. But not once had that feeling of rot escaped to show on his face. Merely blinking as he was showered further with attention he hadn't earned. A tension that paralyzed his chest to continue holding a breath for far too long.

"I am protecting you." A noticeable tug at the corners of her jacket's ends. Shadow not needing to say what was going on- it was implied. Eyes affixed outwards- staring with his voice kept a low rumble. "Sonic isn't the only one that gives you glances, Princess."

They hadn't. Not a single one got by his eye- but now hadn't seemed like the proper time to address it. An unspoken, silent anger festering beneath the surface. Fingertips tracing the lines left behind, reminders to failure. Left to exist and plague his consciousness without a word.

💎: MY BOY GOT TIMBS!!!!

💎: Anyway uhh

💎: Hello, followers from my Sonic account. LMAO. Shocked it took this long tbh to be found out.

💎: AUGHHFGJJGH.