#little guy needs a hug

[foxsoulart]

[zaana]

being a leader is hard...

[littlecrittereli]

That moment when your non-affectionate brother is suddenly affectionate

[kit-screams-into-the-future]

drawing your favorite guys being silly is very effective at keeping The Horrors at bay

bonus doc from a different canvas:

[mellohiizz]

so. the wato video, huh...

as you can see, i'm very hung up on watfies right now...

[yannisdesk]

Loved the (real) Arcane finale!

Protective and loving Vander, badass and gorgeous Mel, lovable Ekko (ofc the little guys love the nature-adoring solarpunk kid), cheeky teen Vi, adorable Powder, spunky and kind adult Vi, and cheeky and sweet Jinx - all ending with the fam hugging it out? I'm sold.

Also love how Powder is enthralled with her older self, but teen Vi is annoyed by her older counterpart. I feel like that's definitely accurate lmao

Also bonus, I love how everyone else is internally screaming meanwhile teen Vi is just like *merp* because she's squished lol

Now THAT is New Display Icon worthy!

[emo-batboy]

A Wild Battinson (Social Media AU)

Part 8 (Masterlist)

(Part 9)

@bruciemilf FOOD IS READY

[benevolenterrancy]

Your ZZL design means everything to me, I love it so much!

you can't say these sorts of things around him, he's not used to it! and if you're not careful, he might decide to repay your kindness...

[trashg0blin37]

I’m so obsessed with this smelly man, send help

[tornado1992]

Sonic is acting strange.

From the moment he entered the cave at the top of the mountain and going on even after Shadow finished the battle, he was more energetic, talking faster than usual, to his friends’s eyes happier than they had ever seen him before. But deep inside his mind and heart, he felt more melancholic than anything.

Rouge said something about to going visit Shadow, wherever he’d gone, though it’s not probable that Shadow would gift her a powerful gem of inter dimensional proportions, it’s still a possibility. He finds himself comfortable with the idea of either of them guarding it, after all, Shadow would never let it bring chaos to their lives again, and now he knows Rouge it’s a better leader than he could ever be, they both would make the right call.

Sparring with Knuckles was as much of a way to get the stress out of his system as it is a reminder that the guardian isn’t a glory driven danger prone sailor, nor a extremely paranoid jungle survivor, and definitely not a soldier willing to hit an 8 year old if it means saving the world, no, he’s just Knucks. Ready to put him back in his tracks every time he goes off, same old Knucklehead.

Asking Amy to help him bake a cake to celebrate their victory on the mountain took her by surprise, not expecting Sonic to have the consideration or patience to think about and prepare that kind of gift just so their friends would enjoy it together. But what really shook her to the core was how many times he thanked her through the making, in his mind just one of those “thank you” was for the cake, the rest of them were for everything else.

Tails knows Sonic is acting strange.

it wasn’t just the sudden consideration on his words and actions, but also the eagerness to just spend time with them, an insane amount of time in which he paid attention to everyone and everything, he looked to the sea as if it was more of a new racetrack than an obstacle to his speed, he turned his sight to the sky as if he’d forgotten it was blue, and gazed to the palm trees as if he’d never seen one before. But most of it all, between his friends and the rest of the world, Sonic was looking at him.

It wasn’t the normal look he’d give him everyday, being the only one Sonic hadn’t been alone with since the mountain battle was weird enough, they would usually race and joke together after every battle, but not this time; Sonic was actively keeping him at arms length while never getting his eyes off of him, It didn’t matter who was Sonic talking to or what was he doing, if Tails was around, he was looking at him.

Every time he was smiling he would look back to see if he was smiling too, when one of his friends tried to approach him Sonic would instantly get in their way without any more reason than to talk to them, if there was a sudden movement or loud noise Sonic would turn to him as if to expect him to be gone, the calmness in his body being noticeable every time he found him.

It felt wrong, it felt distant, it felt as if he was a problem. He hasn’t felt like this in years.

Hours and hours later when their friends finally got too tired of watching Sonic’s odd behavior they all went their own way for the night, with Rouge just disappearing in the dark, Knuckles claiming he had places to be, and Amy saying the day had drained her and she needed sleep, Sonic and Tails were finally alone.

The walk to Tails’ lab was quick, but quiet. The silence prevailed all the way before they entered the house and closed the door, then it wasn’t quiet anymore.

With the way Sonic practically launched himself over Tails knocking the air out of him as he hugged the kit tightly, both falling to the floor as Sonic held him against his chest with one hand while the other one placed itself securing the fox’s head just below Sonic’s chin. Tails was quiet, way too shocked with the sudden affection after a whole day of being so close while feeling so far away. But Sonic’s sobs and whimpers weren’t quiet at all.

They were loud and broken, not forming any comprehensible words as hiccups broke in every time it seemed like he was actually trying to say something, as if he held back from crying for hours, It felt guilty, sorrowful, and desperate.

Tails found himself breaking his silence and asking repeatedly “what’s wrong?!” as he reciprocated the hug just for Sonic to tighten his arms around him, breaking into fully crying this time, with a sea of tears falling from the speedster’s eyes to the genius’ head, not letting him go even for a second, not loosening his grip after what felt like hours of holding his little brother, who held him back just as tightly.

Even if the tears stopped, their embrace didn’t, with the morning warmth closer than midnight’s coldness the blue hedgehog found himself surrounding the sleepy fox as he fought sleep’s calling to stay with his big brother.

“I love you” was muttered to the boy’s ears as he was claimed by the land of dreams, in which he could fly all day with the shining star he called his brother.

Tails wasn’t sure if that whisper was part of his dream. Sonic knew it wasn’t

[mx-legend-of-faye]

Time: Wild, why do you sometimes use “we” when you’re talking about only yourself?

Wild: “We” but it’s me, my anxiety, the thoughts that plague my every waking hour, be they joyful or detrimental thoughts, and the ghosts of my dead and dearest friends.

Time: ………

Wild:

Time: Wild… are you okay?

Wild: Mmmmnope probably not, but we’re fine, it’s fine.

Time: *immense fatherly concern*

[paper-possum-party-pal]

Here’s the next drawing of other people’s Narrators! This time it’s Edgar made by the lovely @bucketfullofstrawberries!

Woe, Edgar be upon ye!

Edgar is so elegant and vibrant! I love the use of blue’s, pinks, and yellows throughout and how they compliment each other in just the right ways! Too bad my sona seems to think his hair is cotton candy…

Closeups

[voiddaisy]

“stop calling jason todd a silly guy” has it ever occurred to you that he is a silly guy? he is FOR SURE a murderer and can be so, so cruel, but he still has his moments. he can still be killing people while quoting books he read in high school. he can still be torturing people while humming mitski songs. he can still haunt gotham while making fun of his siblings. let the guy be silly!

[polar-equinoxx]

Something about Mav crying in the cockpit the first time he tries flying after Goose

[thecalvinistkat]

Me: I have self-imposed art projects with self-imposed deadlines that I need to have self-control and work on

Also me: Mega Man

[cassafrasscr]

Imogen giving Orym a little kiss on the head. 🥲😭❤️