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ＴＨＩＳＩＳＷＨＯＩＡＭ , NOT A SHADOW OF WHO I WANT TO BE. Try to understand that this is what you made me, and you're not ever gonna change me.

Sega's Shadow the Hedgehog, primarily game based but taking into account characterization from other media.

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rules & bio ICON BORDERS/BANNERS BY @adventurousblur

#pinned #please dont reblog

// I said I was going to be on but I just haven't been able to. So instead have an "I'll be on when I feel like it" from me so I can stop planning and just go with the flow. It makes me sad bc it's not from lack of interest but life being life!!! Hope everyone is well

#ooc

I have the credit in my pinned but I wanted to give an actual shout out to @adventurousblur (Opal) for my icon borders and banners!!! Super easy and clean when it comes to navigating the PSDs too. I commissioned them awhile ago but I wasn't online to get to show them off...

Would highly recommend commissioning from them, they made it easy for me too since I didn't know any of the buzzwords or where to even begin lol

#--💎; ooc

sonknuxadow

the sonic twitter takeovers are canon when they say something i like and not canon when they say something i dont like hope this helps

#💎; musings

strebcr-a

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Send 👁👄👁 for a shit post edit of your fucking muse!

#strebcr #legends never die babyyyyyy

celestikal-aa

❝ you have been away from base from quite some time, ❞ SHE REPEATS, although a bit more quieter, yet the tone of her voice stays the same. she doesn't know why. i come and go as i please, he said. THAT DIDN'T MAKE SENSE TO HER.

when he looks away, celeste finally does the same. truthfully, SHE ALWAYS LOOKS FORWARD TO THE NIGHT; calmer, quieter. the sky becoming a clear, abysmally small window to the cosmos above.

❝ have you ever tasted a STAR ? ❞

she ignored if other beings could do so; but if she had to see anyone as equal to her, it would be shadow. ❝ in MESSIER 16 resides a star nursery. hands of creation stretch forward into the unknown. the stars you see now — MAY ALREADY BE DEAD. exploded, or assimilated by each other. ❞

i ate a star, once. her creation came from destruction. from the destruction of the ark, from the death of its residents, from the cannibalism of other celestial bodies. nursed in the warm hand of creation, lulled to sleep by aquila's wings. for years. and years. and years.

— until he came.

❝ you share ninety-seven percent of the same atoms as the milky way; ALL OF YOU DO. every living thing has the remnants of dead stars coursing through its veins. and yet — I CANNOT UNDERSTAND ANY OF THEM. their bodies move until it fails them; they are guided by their emotions. they cry their dead, but are unaware of mass extintions throughout the universe. ❞

once more, celeste falls into silence. those emotions are unknown to her; so much so, she doesn't know she feels them. her words are so precise, but maybe they mean nothing to him. she's tried to talk to some, she engaged in that ritual; MAYBE THEIR MINDS ARE JUST TOO SMALL. it is not their fault.

❝ you are somewhat the same. you move until your body fails you. it just takes longer for you. ❞

doomhearted

Shadow closes his eyes. There's something he can sense in the air that's seemingly always present when Celeste is nearby--like an old monitor that snaps and crackles with static.

He wonders if she can feel that he's different too.

"No," he answers darkly. Because tasting a star sounds so terrifyingly beautiful. "I haven't."

So he isn't capable of everything and more. That's a lesson he would have to learn again and again until he could finally file himself somewhere between the ordinary and extraordinary, just like everyone else. She was right to call him out on his stubborness. It's hard not to hate her for it.

But when he opens his eyes again, and sees the newly visible stars in the reflection of Celeste's own, he does not. She was, by proxy, a tangible manifestation of his past. Something he may never truly accept, but was real and tangible, and not so easily forgotten like a memory.

It makes him angry. It makes him sad.

"Did you choose to exist?" He looks up at the sky now, following her description of the heavens as if reading from a book. "Choose to take on a small, broken piece of humanity? Some part of you must remember what it felt like to be alive."

He doesn't understand her, but he wants to.

#celestikal

sonicthehedgehog

Shadow the Hedgehog is back with Classic and Modern Sonic in SONIC X SHADOW GENERATIONS, coming Autumn 2024!

#WE WON!!!!

#there's supposedly a new Sonic game that's going to be announced #at the PS State of Play tonight #says a leaker

adventurousblur-deactivated2025

So I don't mean to make posts like this at all, but I thought it was important . . .

We've been having financial troubles lately- specifically, someone withdrew over $17000 from our checking; a scammer and/or a company [ from New Jersey of all places . . . ]. Our bank hasn't been able to locate anything or source who/what did it. We've received $9000 back, but we're still waiting on the rest.

This is why I'm opening graphic commissions again! Icons, headers, etc. My rates vary depending on several factors, but you can contact me for examples. I prefer using d.iscord [ mine is sparkling_opal if you are interested ] so I can send high quality examples, previews, and/or finished file/s.

I'm doing this because I want to help out on my part and I'd feel guilty just asking for donations straight out. This situation has caused ruckus in the house and a LOT of anxiety in me . . . so please consider helping out if you can [ don't feel guilty if you can't, okay? ]

#💎; promo

“ hey, shads! gotta ask- are you immune to ligma? "

( from @adventurousblur )

Cruelty, thy name is Sonic the Hedgehog.

"Of course." Shadow smirks, bemused that such an obvious statement even required an answer. "I am immune to most known diseases."

But then his face falls deadly serious. Perhaps this illness was spreading? Just say the word; he'd do whatever it takes to assist in any way he was able.

"What is this...ligma?"

#adventurousblur #💎; answered #( WOWWWWW )

celestikal-aa

❝ living things REQUIRE sleep. their vitals will fail without it. ❞ it was different for her; she slept to commute with mother matter. to see THE HANDS OF CREATION stretching out in the far oblivion — a NEBULOUS EAGLE, deploying its wings for a flight towards the deepest unknown.

he does not know of these things. ❝ you have been away from base for quite some time. and so has rouge. omega is RECHARGING AT HIS STATION as we speak. ❞ celeste ends up sitting next to him, her hands on her thighs. ❝ do you not need to recharge ? ❞ is it not the same for the living ?

❝ is something KEEPING YOU from recharging ? ❞

doomhearted

"G.U.N. doesn't own me, doesn't own any of us. I come and go as I please. You should never let them think otherwise."

He steals a glance at her out of the corner of his eye, but remains staring straight ahead. His form is stiff, quills bristling with a restlessness he's never not known. Her gaze is too intense--it oddly makes him feel guilty, but he cannot place why. Rather than look at her, the setting horizon is just too important to look away from, even with the universe seated beside him.

She still persists. His ears twitch, almost like they're going to flatten against his head. But no, he pulls himself out of that reverie, out of vulnerability with a biting scoff. He's not ready for that conversation.

"I am recharging," he finally says, his eyes closing as the comforting warmth of the sun fades from his body. "It's enough."

#celestikal #( of course! <3 )

❝ do you not need to sleep ? do you not need to dream ? ❞ ( from celestikal )

" . . . "

By acknowledging that he too felt tired and weary after a time would be admitting that he had a weakness shared by every other living being born of the Earth. But he wasn't like them, he couldn't be. To be a normal hedgehog...one that needed to sleep, and let it's guard down in order to function--how flawed would he be then? Weapons didn't need rest.

But he did. No matter what he told himself. Eventually he'd work himself to the point of exhaustion. Dreams would come, yes, but mostly in rough-cut, blurry glimpses of a past life he could hardly remember. And he didn't know what was scarier...the possibility of having nightmares, or lacking the memory to have them at all.

"Unnecessary questions. You'd do better to ask yourself these things."

#celestikal #💎; answered #( I have to let you know that this is such a #FANTASTIC IDEA for an oc and just skimming your blog I love her already #he's more like haha..no. tell me more about you )

Call it coping, but I'm trying so hard to see modern (edgelord) Shadow as the same character even though he's such a flanderization. I just imagine he's putting on a mask to be insufferable on purpose in order to keep his distance with others.

It's ridiculous to imagine otherwise. He CAN'T be serious.

Besides, real people don't just have a character arc and peak, they take one step forward, two steps back (har har). I don't want him to be perfect.

#💎; musings #or for example some people think Shadow in prime or IDW is mostly okay #but then he does stupid stuff like beat Sonic into a pulp w/o an explanation or do stuff like attack something just to prove he's superior #but idk #its annoying but i wouldnt expect him to be perfect #he has trauma and he has eternity to grow...literally

strebcr-a

"With all due respect Mr. Shadow the hedgehog, how do you know they wouldn't be? There's nothing wrong with a quiet life, ya know."

doomhearted

"I suppose there isn't.

There's a bat girl I know, and I just can't quite imagine seeing her choose to live somewhere quiet and unassuming. She's far too enamored with the finer things in life--big cities, jewels. Not crossing roads in villages."

#strebcr #being called MISTER? +1 Shadow will remember that