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"I'll only exert effort that's commensurate to my pay."
Sounds familiar? We’ve heard it from friends, sometimes officemates and people of all trades and industries. Taken to the extreme, of course no one in his right mind would do that. No one will do the electrical, mechanical, and plumbing for free when you are only asked to do the structural plans and calculations even if you have the capacity to do so. But to have this mindset every time all…
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egophiliac · 9 months
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the Stitch crossover so far is just pure chaos and honestly, that tracks.
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extraemopossum · 2 months
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Ace attorney doodle
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nixoon-again · 3 months
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sonic accidentally steps on one of tails' tail and tails shrugs it off with a "hey watch where you're going," while sonic immediately goes through all five stages of grief but doesn't reach the acceptance stage for at least a week and just sobs like a poorly drawn ms paint reaction image in a corner send post
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feydrautha · 1 year
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There's just something about the earnestness and commitment to the inherent silliness of acting when it comes to Jeremy Strong...
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[whole interview here]
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d0d0-b0i · 11 months
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reassuring pat
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tornado1992 · 4 months
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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
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pillsopa · 13 days
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truthfully he was pretty cool
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og below >:)
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it was begging to be redrawn
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dunkinbublin · 3 months
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just wanna say i really love how you draw teeth!! idk how to really explain but i like how theyre kinda chunky and fill the mouth.. almost like those plastic vampire teeth kids get during halloween (/positive)
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drawing teeth is my favorite part
plastic halloween teeth is the sound i hear in my head when i draw teeth
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covehearted · 9 months
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I am here to give you the gift of shirtless Cove, you're welcome
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slushy-sash · 7 months
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hi pls perceive my ocs 🧍
(im open for commissions!)
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ind1c0lite · 9 months
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Edgewoth sketches for today <3
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extraemopossum · 1 month
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The ace attorney brainrot has reached critical levels
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vellichorom · 1 year
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hell timelines & funhouse mirrors // & finding a bit more of yourself IN yourself than you might like,
( ft @/sad-ist’s narrator! )
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bluegiragi · 1 year
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hi <3 have you ever considered Soap with a beard? What would Ghost and Konig think of it? :D
i actually drew soap with a beard back when it was a twitter trend!
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i think Konig would lose the ability to speak for a solid minute and ghost would [REDACTED] soap's [REDACTED] until his beard was wet with it.
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pencilpat · 3 months
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Out of nowhere theory, but do you think Janus being able to literally "keep [the sides'] mouths shut" could have anything to do with Virgil not seeming to be able to say anything against him when Janus is actively manipulating people or being cruel, despite clearly being very angry about it as shown through his expressions
Like he's a nervous guy, sure, but Virgil isn't exactly one to keep his opinions to himself about Janus typically
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