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Barista helping his customers pass a hard level in Tomatopotamus

Sonic boom stuff!!! Man this Au is driving me nuts, also Sticks and Shadow are lesbians I don't make the rules

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When they first meet, they are both running.

Running. That was all that she was good at. Running away from all of her problems, her fears, her dreams. Running was just easier than facing whatever was chasing her. From the small body in her arms, to the sounds of yells from the distance, to even the warmth of a fire, she never stopped.

She never stayed in one place for long. She never stayed with other people for long either. Somehow, someway, she was always running. Maybe that was her curse.

She heard about the stories of a blue hedgehog who also never stopped running. Who would save people, who was just as much of a hero as he was a mystery. She didn’t know his name, but she knew he was the reason it was like this here.

“Grab it!” They yelled. “Don’t let it get away!” They would say. Hands reaching out to grab her arms and legs, to take her to the darkness where they hide.

It. That’s what they called her. She wanted to pretend that she didn’t know why they would call her that, but she did know. She was foreign to them. The creatures, humans as she knows, of this world despise anything that they didn’t know. It was part of their nature. Fear what they don’t understand.

Running, running, running, she never stopped. Even as she pulled out the ring from her pouch, even as she whispered, begged for a safe place on this planet, even as she ran through and she was falling. Yes, even then, she didn’t stop running.

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He didn’t understand why he ran, or did run. Perhaps he was running right now. Though not physically. He worked his body, his brain, his heart, everything to make sure he did not think about what it all meant. The moments when the Doctor was still around that haunt his body and soul.

Even when he cleaned the place, trashed the old stuff, ran from the thought of cleaning what the Doctor last left, he found the place just reminded him.

The moments where the Doctor was open, his heart on his sleeve. When it was just him and the Doctor, watching stupid Tele-novelas and drinking coffee. When it was just them, nothing else mattered.

Now, nothing matters. The Doctor died, blowing up in space and leaving him. The words still echo through his head.

“Stone, you were more than a sycophant to me. You were... a syco-friend. I'll miss your lattes with steamed Austrian goat milk... I love the way you make them!”

The words, and their meaning was not lost on him. “I’ll miss you” and “I love you” ring the loudest, like bells. And from those chimes, he ran.

Why. Why did the Doctor have to die and his last announcement be that, a confession that came far too late. A question he ran from, every time it came to him.

Lost in thought, clicking away at the screens in front of him, the telltale sound of a ring opening sounded behind him. Followed soon after was a clunk and a thud. Sending a Badnik to scan, he found that what had fallen was alive, and conscious. Turning around and walking over, he found himself looking down at a small, pink hedgehog.

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This is not beta read at all and done on my phones notes app rip

Also, Amy is in her “I am still learning how to design her” phase, so please be patient with her appearance in a few posts

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Most loyal fan 🗣️‼️‼️

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I don’t think romanced emmlich is going to lose himself to grief when Rook passes away but I do think he’s going to get really eccentric with how he honours them as the years go on.

Like I’m talking everyone just know that once a year Lich Lord Volkarin has a three week leave where he goes and lies perfectly still in next to Rook’s skeleton in their sarcophagus just like he would have if the two of them had been buried together. He’s fine and very obviously not dead but if you try to talk to him he will not answer because that goes against the spirit of the thing.

It’s definitely weird in a way that makes you wonder if someone should maybe consider inventing therapy in Thedas but ultimately it is a harmless coping mechanism so they just let him keep at it. One year some of his students come to “mourn” him and leave some flowers at “his” and Rook’s grave he is genuinely moved by the gesture.

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I was watching Sonic Prime and I thought... Stone council? Yes, why not.

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My brain is rotting because of Sonic Movies. Because I am watching Sonic prime for the first time and only thing I can think about is including Agent Stone to it.

Y’know how every shattervurse or how ever it spells there is different tails, knuckles, Rouges. If Agent stone was in it do you guys think he would have different versions of himself? Or would he be like the chaos council?

AGHH for some reason I seem him as a General that is working for the chaos council for some reason.

And pirate Stone would go hard!!!!

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i finished a project!!

if you see a mistake no you didn’t

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Ivo's first (and only) Valentine 💝

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you ever think about how Stone is insanely skilled, competent, and self sufficient G.U.N agent, who doesn't NEED Robotnik in any capacity, but he's so enamored with him he just happily goes along with whatever plans he has

...me neither

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It's happening~!

I love Lee Majdoub’s Agent Stone so much that I not only had to draw him… I’m officially adding Stone to my AU! I gave him an outfit that I thought would match Boom!Eggman’s early-1900s-esque style.

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villains doing whatever

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I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say

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DOODLES

The only way Wade would have a chance with Stone is Ivo was actually dead I fear.

Theres no fixing that man Wade. Hes too far gone. (That officer would be real upset if he could read.)

Like without Ivo... I think maybe Wades earnest, goofiness could eventually win Stone over despite Stones dislike for stupid people... Cuz Stone also really likes Ivos dumb theater kid silliness... maybe that can make up for the himbo antics.

Theyre communicating.

(anyways this is my mindset for Ivo & Stone... to me theyre like right between Joker/Harley & Jesse/Jame in evilness per sillyness measurements)

Hello dog. I am dog.

Ratbotnik and Puppy Stone do not appreciate other dogs. Id say Wade is like a Labrador/Husky pet dog vs Stones Belgian Malinois military service dog.

Title- Love a man in uniform(derogatory).

I mean I assume Stone has been in some type of service... I chose Marine because their dress uniforms are very nice. (Also i dont know what all the deco on the suits mean... Im sorry I am not looking that up. Not tryin to learn any of that... )

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Robotnik is an power bottom fr

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I looooooveeee Archie eggman silhouette so I decided to give stone his own scary silhouette 🙂‍↕️

Also help why does digital art like make my style bounce all over the place 😭😭

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Ok but consider this: Fancy Mourn Watch ball/party/masquerade/whatever-the-fuck gathering of the edgelords Nevarran-style.

For some goddamn reason, Emmrich showed up looking like sin in a suit, and now Rook’s hand has transformed into a military-grade dick homing device.

A little dance? Hand. On. Dick. Chatting with colleagues? Oops, tragic accident, hand on dick. A little too much overpriced wine? Oh wow, would you look at that—hand? ON DICK.

It’s not even subtle. It’s a fucking occupation. His pants are being held hostage, and Rook’s hand is actively gerrymandering his self-control into oblivion. The fabric of his trousers is stretched to its absolute breaking point, and Emmrich is one more accidental brush away from having to either fuck her in a broom closet or die trying.

Eventually, Emmrich has to retreat, because whiskey dick can only hold the line for so long before all that hand action turns into a pants-ruining catastrophe and he really, really likes those pants. They’re expensive. They fit just right. They do not deserve to be baptized in a full-force, Rook-induced cum disaster.

The end.

Someone needs to write this because I need it shot directly into my fucking brain but refuse to lift a single finger.