Crow

Nebrasska's fics have been living in my head rent free lately (aka bringing me an incredible amount of joy). The visuals are always described so clearly, I feel like I'm reading a comic more than just text. I've loved so much of her writing but for some reason this line got stuck in my head, and possessed by the spirit of sonic the hedgehog himself I ended up drawing it. I'm a sucker for fluff but the angst and spooks got me this time.

I'll start re-blogging to this account and probably posting more of my sonic drawings soon.

I didn't have anywhere to post sonic content, so here we go! New blog :)

<<The imitation of Sonic gave him a knowing glance, and sensing that he was about to say something meant to dig under his skin, Shadow was sharp and hasty with his next question.

Based on this excerpt:

“How did you die.”

At this, Sonic’s face split into a wide grin, the complete opposite reaction Shadow had been expecting from his blunt demand. The smile was one that was indulgent and chilling and made Shadow’s fur raise with how eerily menacing it was. “Trick question, Shadow,” Sonic practically sang, mocking him with every syllable. “I’m not dead.”