This Man Has Never Met An Alien He Couldn’t Parent

im still losing it over the "how did high schoolers write 600 word essays before chatgpt" post. 600 words. that is nothing. that is so few words what do you mean you can't write 600 words. 600 words. this post right here is 45 words.

How to tell I'm so normal: some dudes phone is on the floor a Sonic the Hedgehog sticker is slapped on the back of the case and I've been staring at it for the last ten minutes internally screaming

(Kinda) better image 😋👍

Keith kogane wannabe looking ahh tbh

lately ive been bedridden with a terrible case of i dont wanna

look-a-like

Maria lifted one arm, trembling, weak, as if the very air weighed her down. Her skin looked like it would bruise at a glance, like if he touched her, he might hurt her without meaning to. Her hand reached toward him, fingers outstretched. Something twisted inside Shadow. Not quite pain. Not quite rage. Resentment of knowing her sickness was why he existed. That he was crafted to save her.

And until now, no one had ever looked at him like he was anything more than that. No one had offered him warmth.

His voice, when it came, was hoarse. Unused.

“I was made… for you.”

Trump can take my rights but he'll have to pry my gay fanficton out of my cold dead hands

keith kogane would love this

Request Knuckles in a dress

He would ROCK a dress I'm just saying but I imagine either Amy or Rouge would have to really convince him to get into one

Also bonus knuckles in tikal outfit

reverse suicide note where everyone you write on it dies