Six Eyes .

how shadow eats his sketty

Finished

I wanted to practice drawing Megumi. I used a photo of my figure for reference lmao

dont steal/copy, reblogs appreciated ^-^

doodle

fanart for @teamxdark!! based on the descriptions from this story, i loved the outfit designs and white-silver and black-golden colours for them so much <3

I’ve come here to make an announcement! Shadow the hedgehog’s a JOLLY ass NICE LISTER! He GAVE PRESENTS to my fucking wife. That’s right! He took his hedgehog fuckin BURLAP SACK out and GAVE A GIFT to my fucking wife, and he said his BELLS were “this JINGLY!” and i said “that’s JOLLY!” So i’m making a callout-post on my twitter dot com: Shadow the hedgehog your STOCKING’S FULLA COAL and guess what? Here’s what my STOCKING looks like! 💣💣💣💣💣💥💥💥💥 That’s right baby! No coal! No sticks! No itchy sweaters! Look at that it looks like CANDYCANES and TOYS! He GIFTED my wife so guess what? I’m gonna GIFT the world! That’s right! This is what you get! My super RED-NOSED REINDEER!

the hyperfixation possessed me, the last thing i remember is rewatching heartstopper and then this was here when i woke up that’s crazy

outsider povs my beloved. theres an old man who runs a hot dog stand, and there used to be a little hedgehog kid, blue, that would sometimes come up and silently hand over some rings and collect his food before running off. he doesnt live in the village, the old man knows that, and he doesnt know where he comes from. sometimes days went by without seeing him, sometimes months. sometimes he brought a little fox kid with him. they dont seem to have any parents or family, but the old man minds his own business, got nothing to do him. they're nice enough, despite their silence, full of energy and happy smiles and sometimes he gives them more food than what theyve paid for. then one day the old man realises its been a while since he's seen them, years maybe. he hopes they're going okay, knowing theyve probably just moved on somewhere else

one day, the village gets a visitor that has everyone up in arms. some sort of celebrity, some fighter. the old man doesn't really pay it any mind. the visitor, a hedgehog, blue, shows up at his stand and orders two dogs, and he serves him like anyone else, exchanging small talk like he does with everyone, but theres something ringing in the back of his mind. theres something about the visitors smile thats familiar. its not until the visitor is walking away, walking off into the crowd and then handing off the second dog to another visitor, a fox - oh. oh, thats why hes so familar. that's where those two kids went

lanceguin save me.... lanceguin... save me lanceguin.....