#I'll see what I can do

[arkkosun]

[scarapanna]

Woe

WIP be upon ye once more

Shadow milk uh I mean """"""Pure Vanilla""""" in 4k now whdhshfb/silly

[cherryisagamer]

NOOO CYBRID I'M BROKE SO FUCKING BROKE YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO MEEE

he's still so handsome tho... IDK WHAT TO DO

[imsofrancey]

I carnally and badly desire your Dazai it’s so annoying actually. I want him, I need him.

thank you for this burning confession my friend

[sunlit-mess]

hopefully you have amino and it’s you, because if not somebody is stealing ur art on there ☠️!

No, I don't have amino apps, I left that app a loooooong time ago 😅

[jaydove-writes]

Due to NaNoWriMo's support for AI, I propose a new challenge with a new name: Novelember. Who's with me? I chose the name because it's a combination of novel and November.

[marinaiguess]

regret is a choice

A little something I found from a while ago. I don't know where I was going with this so I thought I'd share it with you :) (900 words)

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He hadn’t been outside in days. Not that he had any other option really.

Every sane person would do the same. He was certain. At least, every sane person that had the same mental capabilities as him.

He had learned not long ago that he had to rely on himself more than anyone else. His friends were there for him—most of them at least— but that wouldn’t change things. It wouldn’t change the fact the world was descending to madness and insanity. It wouldn’t change the past or the mistakes that had been made.

Right now, he was the only one who could save the world. In his own way.

Two years ago, he would have tried to approach this differently. Two years ago, he would have remained in hiding, hoping to find the best solution, the least catastrophic one, from the shadows. If he was able to talk someone out of a bad choice, he would do it.

But that was years ago.

Now, he’s in his second lab in Mystic Ruins, encircled by glass that allowed him to see the outside world. Red skies and dark mist. It was hard to tell the time just by looking outside. Not that he had time to waste on watching his home get destroyed slowly yet surely. He was too busy trying to prevent the inevitable.

Besides, in order to bring real and impactful change to the world, you have to change yourself first, to cast aside your innocence in order to take action. So, who was better fit for the role of changing the world successfully other than himself?

Him and his friends were the only hope the world had. They were done waiting for a shooting star to appear so they could make their wish.

There was no shooting star to save them this time around. They had all been wiped out of the sky.

He moved left and right on his chair, switching between the huge monitors that took up most of his workspace, typing different commands on the keyboards and Chaos knows how he managed to do so without messing up the code. This plan was their only shot.

He took a sip of his special energy drink. This plan was all they had. It wouldn’t necessarily be a pretty one though.

If his friends found out about it, they would try to talk him out of it.

If his old self was here, he would also try to talk him out of it.

But things were different—he was different. His methods had changed. And if they needed to see a change in the world, they had to stop acting like cowards and fight to bring it. If they needed to beat Eggman once and for all, they had to do so without any hesitation. They couldn’t wait for a miracle, not anymore.

In fact, that’s what’s been holding all of them back all this time. They were all relying on that miracle.

On that one person. That one hero. The world’s only hope.

He had abandoned them though. He had abandoned him. His best friend.

His own little brother.

He shook his head to clear his mind. He didn't have the luxury to think about such insignificant things; he had to go back to working. He had to make sure this plan was going to work. With the least casualties possible. He didn’t have time to get distracted—

“Tails!” a familiar voice was heard through the door.

Tails sighed as he closed all the open apps and tasks on the computer with the push of one button. Amy was visiting often, more often than he’d like. He needed to be alone so that he could concentrate and get the plan working. But even if he never admitted it, he appreciated the company. She was one of the few people who knew that this was his current base. The new lab, built very close to his old one.

Either way, he had to hide what he was preparing. He wasn’t even sure if it was possible for him to let anyone know about it. Not now, not ever.

“Coming!” He got up and rushed to the door.

Her voice did sound a bit too urgent or maybe it was just—

Twisting the doorknob, revealed his friend behind it. He looked down at her, he was used to being the taller one by now. It was surprising to see her in such a state of distress, breathing heavily, tears pricking her eyes.

But then he found someone else next to her. He locked eyes with the familiar stranger, ignoring the way he was holding on to Amy for dear life, his other hand smeared in blood that was gushing out of a fresh wound on his abdomen, or so it seemed.

All that mattered was the look on his face, emerald eyes that hadn’t changed one bit.

For the first time in two years, Tails didn’t act on impulse. Despite his veins being overflowed by the sudden urge to grab him and throw him to the wall, he refrained from doing so, opting to tighten his fists instead.

“Hey.” Was all he said as he winced, as if the very act of breathing was hard to do in his state.

He looked terrible, Tails thought. This wasn’t the hero everyone knew.

This wasn't the Sonic he knew.

“Tails, please, you gotta help him.”

Tails didn’t flinch. He didn’t move. He was still looking at the emerald eyes that hadn’t stopped looking back at him. It was a staring contest, to find out who had changed the most. Who between the two had made the most mistakes in the past years. Had any of the two have any regrets? Any second thoughts?

“Sonic, don’t move!” Amy held him tighter as he tried to get up on his own. “Tails.” She pleaded.

Tails simply moved closer, not uttering a word, and took Sonic in his arms without putting more thought behind the action. All he had to do was tend to his wounds.

And then, he’d resort to talking with him.

[hychlorions]

I want that forehead so big you can put a Gavviners McDonalds ad on it.

[peppermintquartz]

I sense a disturbance in the force...

Alright drop me one word prompts. I can't write them today (lots of work) but I'll get them over the week.

Edit: drop the prompts in my inbox please! I won't remember them if you reply here only ✌🏻

[pizzdotbiz]

can u make more strongstar fanfiction where they make out

i like you.

[italoniponic]

oh yes, that moment you get so fed up at people shit talking your favorite character that you make a rant about it and just send it to drafts

I'll let it sleep through the night so I can put my mind in place. One more sentence and I'll throw all this salt directly into people's eyes

[nihijack]

please draw Carol listening to Loveless

i don't know who you are, but you touched my heart

[selfawerew0lf]

I'm not going to lie I'm surprised people liked that sketch of Morgott's horns so much. I'm also a Morgott Wing appreciator. That sketch have them wingies on him.

[atalienart]

well done on your draft!! Is there a sentence you’re proud of that you’d like to share?

Thanks so much! ❤️ I have and I'd love to share it but it would spoil the whole ending.

[rigelgre]

Of course, Dimitri came today because he is a 10/10💙

[tmntaucompetition]

Will aus that didnt make it past the preliminary bracket be in the redemption round?

Well...