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Saito Shuka [ Shoelaces ] (Kutsuhimo) -Music Video-
HELLO!!! WELCOME TO MY FUCKING SONIC BLOG!!! this is a side blog to my main account...and i literally have not touched the sonic fandom for about 10-11 years. BUT BOY WAS I IN DEEP. Now that I am diving head fucking first back into it i’m just... BREATHES DEEP. Wow, my followers would prob be way fuckin concerned so i just decided to make a sonic side blog
im gonna post my own art here as well as reblog anything sonic related so i have it all tucked into one spot. my lil corner of the internet lol. ANYWAY. i literally have not drawn sonic in so LONGG SO I NEED TO PRACTICE and im gonna throw all my doods here as well. HOPEFULLY I WILL IMPROVE!! im so impressed with all the sonic fanart i see...and how perfect on model they are and their gorgeous expressions for the characters. IM INSPIRED!! here’s my first doodle im posting... a sonic in a G.U.N. bomber jacket based on a sonadow fanfic i read that i am enjoying...a lot. eyes emoji
in sonic boom style cause i love those designs
@Saito_Shuka: Yuka and Shuka.
“Jean, I was wondering.” Midlers arms rested beside her head as she looked over at him. It was late, and both were seeming to reach that stage of tired, “if you don’t mind my asking.. have you ever thought about what type of person you’d like to marry and start a family with?”
✣ ——— Eyes were starting to feel heavy, the day was long gone and the night had taken over, but here they were in his room laying on his bed. Something that he had grown too accustomed to that he sometimes stopped to think that the rest of the mansion inhabitants were most certainly whispering rumors about them both. He didn’t care. They both knew the truth of what transpires or not in the comfort of their rooms.
Slowly starting to drift off as her sudden question caught him off guard. Shifting his large body back up in a sitting position, rubbing his eyes awake. Jean sat there looking at her with a stunned expression. No one has ever asked him about who or what he was interested in to do in the future. His eyes although tired held a sparkle.
You. Was what he wanted to say, but his gut told him to not ruin the moment. It was true that his crush was that deep that it was more of an infatuation than a crush at that moment. He didn’t want to say love yet, it was a far to strong of an emotion to precisely pin down as.
“I have… I think I want to marry a kind, gentle woman. Who’s smart and considerate of everyone’s needs, but most importantly of her own. I don’t really have an image of what she would look like, but I sure do hope she’ll love me as much as I love her.” He mused at Milder about this imaginary woman, but what he didn’t tell her was that it was she who he was talking about.
“ — What about you Midler… who’s the lucky man who you wish to claim your heart?” He wished she would tell him. You.
✣ ——— The way she was struggling to get her words out only hinted at how taken aback with how he boldly approach her. The faint smile only widened as he leaned forward closer to Midler. The peachy tone her blush cast over her cheeks, the way her brows framed her eye, the soft peak of her nose, her lips. Yes, she’s absolutely beautiful, but it was more than just her looks, her aura and the way she presented herself. Thumb that rested against her chin moved ever so slightly, brushing over her bottom lip. Plush, softly inviting him for just a taste. Would he dare to do it?
“ I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true. ” Eyes fully concentrated on her, making sure that her gaze was directly on him, another caressing of her lip, moving over the peach fuzz of her cheek, “ They’re soft. You don’t mind if I were to steal just one... un baiser?” He didn’t realize how close he was until his own lips were ghosting her own, whispering, “ Je veux un bisou.”
( @daisaishi ) || cont. ( x )
“…….”
“I am under the assumption there is going to be a logical explanation for this later, or rather, sooner, Mikaze?”