Premature Congratulations On Graduating, & A Tip Of A Hat To The Bold Move Of Prioritising Important

Premature congratulations on graduating, & a tip of a hat to the bold move of prioritising important irl things over being online !! Grindset and all that.

And for the ask game on another hand:

Both "Family fight" and "Eggman apologises" intrigued me at first glance, so you can tell of whichever you're more passionate about at this time. 👀

Thank you!

I'll answer this ask for "Family Fight".

TL;DR of the thing is that I'm busy making Team Dark fight each other again. The long answer is that this is my long-hinted at piece of headcanon Team Dark lore that I've had bouncing around in my head for a long while now.

Shadow crosses a line. Omega responds violently. And Rouge is left to pick up the pieces, walled off by two teammates who refuse to talk out their differences. Worst of all, GUN is breathing down her neck to determine if Omega is "safe to continue operation".

. . . it's hitting her harder than she expected.

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In her hands Rouge held the fragments of aluminum alloy; alloyed with what, she couldn’t determine, as the scraps were still stained with Shadow’s blood. Titanium and a pinch of merge steel, if she had to guess. Typical for missiles. She was a jewel thief, not a weapons specialist, though she certainly still knew her way around metals. 

She’d asked for the fragments from the surgeon when he had finished the job. Keepsakes, of a sort. She was sure she’d find a place for them back in her apartment. Whenever she’d have the chance to return there, that is. 

Shadow laid on the crisp white covers of the hospital bed.

. . .

“Where’s Omega?” Shadow muttered.

“Quarantined, of course.” Rouge replied. “We were hoping you could tell us a bit more about what happened. Not every day Omega gifts you with a new hole blown straight through your chest.”

“It was an accident.”

“An accident?” The GUN officer said. “Agent, our analysis shows that E-123 hit you with a direct missile blast.”

“An accident.” Shadow repeated. 

“Really. An accident. Care to elaborate?” Rouge asked.

Shadow glanced at the officer. “Nothing more to say.”

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The epilogue.

This fic is now complete. You could call it my magnum opus.

A huge thank you to @neoncherryblossom for being my beta reader for this project. And another huge thank you to everyone else who supported me along the way!

new diy idea

homemade air raid siren

no because that's literally like all of my ocs 😭😭😭

having an oc you havent drawn / written about publicly yet that only exist as a concept is so funny. i have special access to this limited edition guy from my brain

ch 2 finally out hehe