the guy with the ever growing rottmnt collection

18 :) | he/they call me jack or local or keeb | smiley face | FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸 | i have 5 pigeons (my whole personality) | disabled | DO NOT USE MY ART TO TRAIN AI IN ANY WAY | DO NOT REPOST MY ART ON OTHER PLATFORMS OR HERE WITHOUT PERMISSION

[keebwee]

wel come to my hous

DMS OPEN TO MUTUALS :) feel free to say hi i like to make new friends !!!!!1!11!!!1!!

hi welcome 2 my blog ! so crazy.

ASK ME ABT MY AUS !!!!!!!! IT MAKES ME THINK AND GIVES ME MORE IDEAS THEREFORE MORE AU

here are some important things i want to mention:

i create and reblog content that many may find disturbing! please proceed with caution! i dont know what id list here so idk. lottery time for you all. mlp gore jumpscare when !!??

things i rb may not be appropriate for younger audiences. nsfw related or otherwise (typically funny joke style rbs). so like idk, just . be aware.

do not interpret my content as nsfw unless stated otherwise or very obvious, specifically with ocs and characters that are minors (of which no nsfw will be tolerated). bane and fru are like. the only exceptions. fru only in specific circumstances depending on what universe i throw him in and how old i make him. but even then i dont have any interest in anything nsfw regarding him. bane . however. you could argue is not safe for work because he is a Freak who wants to eat sonic bc he hates him but is also obsessed with him. and i do whatever the fuck i want with him, though i dont post a lot of it LMAOAOA

do not express your interest in nsfw content involving minor characters (as in under the age of 18, not like. side characters LMFAOO) through the reblogs and comments of my posts, or my ask box.

if you do this you will be blocked.

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anyways onto more cheerful things—some silly stuff/FAQ kinda.

"can i draw fanart of your au/fics/art?" absolutely yes please !!! all i ask is that you tag me so i can see it :)) if you write something on ao3 for me/based on my works, gift it to my account.

"can i see your birds?" YES YOU CAN. always and forever. check out the tags #winnie, #philip de lászló (pigeon), #strudel the pigeon, #juno the pigeon, and #magnolia the pigeon for some photos. if im in the mood and someone happens to send an ask in requesting to see my babies, i will take a few photos and respond with them :3

here's my ao3!!

my art link!!!

general sth au tag!!

sth rapids au!!!

sth bluebell au!!

oc tags!! (moribund aka bund) (fruhand) (bane the wolf) (circe the hedgehog) (dusk the jackalope aka my sona)

my pigeons!! (winnie) (philip) (strudel) (juno) (maggie)

ADD ME ON CROSSWORLDS :)

(i also have my evil blog @caliburning if u happen to be a metonic or sonfinite fan. fair warning there are a bit more dark n mature themes there i rb n stuff pertaining to how i interpret their relationships but. ya. its there. 18+ advised and preferred on that one)

[belleyells]

ways to say "i love you" - drabble 2 (sonshadamy)

22. Muffled, from the other side of the door + sonshadamy (requested by @oddlyunaware)

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The only sound is the his partners' breathing.

It's dark. Long past time for him to be asleep. It'd been a long day, and a hard battle. The only reason they'd gotten away safely was because of Shadow. The dark hedgehog was on the couch, face slack with sleep. The Ultimate Lifeform didn't need sleep, not as often as regular Mobians, but he'd drained himself when he teleported Sonic and Amy -- without a chaos emerald. As a show of thanks, they'd let him take the couch. (Well, forced, seeing as Shadow had tried to deny it.)

Amy slept a few feet away, wrapped up in one of the two sleeping bags they'd found in the safehouse. She'd been the one to find them, actually. As long as Sonic had known her, the pink hedgehog had a way of knowing where to look for things.

Sonic laid in his bag, silently watching his companions sleep, as he had been for the last couple of hours. Sleep evaded him, and whenever he did start to drift of, the memory of a scared shout and a flash of orange jerked him awake again.

The three of them had discussed it already. Rest, try to sleep, regroup. They'll make a rescue plan in the morning, when they've gotten their energy back. Sonic wasn't happy about it, but he'd agreed. Tails was tough, and smart. He wasn't some damsel in distress, and he wasn't a little kid anymore. He could handle himself. Was probably breaking himself out right now, and hacking Eggman's network while he was at it.

That's what Sonic had been trying to tell himself.

Then he'd gotten the photo.

Tails, his best friend, unconscious, the fur under one of his ears matted with blood.

Next came a location, and a simple text.

1 hour.

That was ten minutes ago.

Sonic knew what the doctor was doing. Similarly, he knew what he had to do.

Shads and Amy were gonna kill him when they woke up.

Slowly, Sonic got up. He ignored the way his joints ached and moved as silently as possible through the small room, stooping down next to the front door to pull on his shoes. He thought while he slipped them on. He could wake Amy. Tell her what was going on. Let her know what he was doing. He didn't know if he even could wake Shadow, with how exhausted he'd been after the chaos control earlier.

But he'd been the only one to receive the message. It wasn't a group text, and he hadn't heard Amy's or Shadow's communicators buzz. The Doctor did things with intention. The message was clear: come alone.

Sonic pressed his lips together and stood. He noiselessly backtracked back into the room and placed his phone down on the end table by the couch. That way, when Amy or Shadow woke up, they could look and find where he'd gone.

He took one last look at their sleeping faces, then silently left, taking care to close the door without a sound. He stared at the old wood for a moment, hand resting on the knob. "I love you," he whispered.

Just in case.

Then he was gone, too fast to hear the door opening behind him.

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[jestershark]

[massachusetts-official]

Official Post of Massachusetts

[nondelphic]

writing is just sitting in front of a computer and making up problems for imaginary people while ignoring your own. fun and casual hobby.

[flightyalrighty]

tails gambling

[despazito]

[orteil42]

given the current climate this pride especially i feel i must mention that i love my trans friends, i stand with trans people in the fight against transphobic legislation and those who would enforce it, and this blog is not a good place for you to be if you do not vibe with that

[moghedien]

I feel like I need to share this because idk if Europeans are familiar with the presence of Aldi in the US, but at least especially in my area they’ve been growing a lot recently. Like Aldi bought out some local failing grocery chains where I live (Louisiana) and have opened Aldis in all these somewhat rural communities and small towns, which for the record I’m fine with

But as a result of this they are advertising a lot more in my area and also in many cases, the people in these areas have never been confronted with Aldi or any European grocery store. So the ads that Aldi is pushing out to its new US customer base feature a cowboy shopping at Aldi who is explaining to new Aldi customers how Aldi works. Like this cowboy is explaining you gotta put a quarter in the shopping cart and why there are very little name brands. A cowboy is how they want to reach their American customer base. They gave us a cowboy

[moghedien]

Here he is, the Aldi Cowboy

[drpepperwhoree]

remember that pride is still a protest

[keebwee]

fuck is wrong with this guy

[mousegirlheart]

this is the little mouse pillow i sleep on at night. keeps me warm

[feralratbitesu]

[half-gobbled-piece-of-toast]

“I ain’t reading all that” your brain is rotting and shrinking

[springsgreenleaves]

Yes, but also, I am begging you on bended knee, paragraph breaks.

[the-haiku-bot]

Yes, but also, I

am begging you on bended

knee, paragraph breaks.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

[keebwee]

should i post another drunk sonic fic snippet ...

[keebwee]

two bits i happened to really like i cant remember if ive posted these before or not. yes rhis is a post-forces trauma fic partially too. hes drinkin away his sorrows (ptsd)

[persianmom-deactivated20260602]

hate that I was understanding when I should’ve just been a cunt

[keebwee]

should i post another drunk sonic fic snippet ...

[keebwee]

You’re an mvp yknow that

i like to do my best to make people smile :) so if im an mvp for that thats prety cool . i hope u had a good time writing the drabble it was awesome to read made my night tbh

[belleyells]

ways to say "i love you" - drabble 1

#20 - as we huddle together, the storm raging outside + unbreakable bond (requested by @keebwee)

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Thunder cracks, loud and fierce. It shakes their home, rattling the windows and making the fox against his side tremble. Sonic whispers assurances into a fluffy ear and runs his fingers through the fur on the kit's back.

They're on the couch. When Sonic found out the storm was predicted to last awhile, he'd decided to get them comfortable. Two cups of hot chocolate sit on the table in front of them, and a warm blanket is wrapped around their shoulders. A show is playing on the tv in a vein attempt to distract from mother nature raging outside. It's one of Tails's favorites. Despite that, the fox kit's face is more often buried in Sonic's side than looking at the screen.

Sonic doesn't mind. Whatever the kid needs, he'll provide. Right now, he acts as an anchor. Something for Tails to latch onto - physically and metaphorically - as they ride out the worst of the storm. He makes quips about the science happening onscreen, occasionally asking a stupid question just to draw out a sentence from Tails. He runs his fingers through soft, orange fur, and lets the kit know he's safe when he hears a strained whine. Sometimes its direct, sometimes its not. Tails knows what he's saying either way.

Eventually, the storm passes. The thunder gets lesser, the strikes fewer and farther between. Slowly, Tails relaxes, until he's mostly asleep in the safety of his big brother's hold. And maybe it's a copout to wait until the fox won't remember him saying it, but that's when Sonic whispers, "Love you, lil bro," into the fox's ear, before carrying his kit up to bed.

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