Doomscrolling As The WIPs Rot

Got bored and decided to draw that one comic panel of ✨ them ✨ in my inconsistent ass style lol

Original:

…Shadow grabbed his teddy bear again as Sonic turned the bedside lamp off, plunging the room in darkness. Three of the boys murmured good nights to each other while Shadow stayed quiet. They didn’t expect him to speak, or try to force him to before he was ready. They were perfectly content with waiting, though they didn’t have to wait long.

“…I l- love you g-guys.” Shadow whispered, voice wavering.

His brothers didn’t hesitate to return the affection, and before long, a single set of stuttered clicks turned into four distinct, quiet purrs as the boys fell asleep…

Fic is “I’m ‘Bout To Die, Yet The Only Thing I Find I’m Worried About Is You.”

Part 20 of my post-Sonic 3 series <3

Sonic bringing baby Shadow home for the first time in ‘And When The Dirt Hits Your Coffin, Just Go To Sleep’ like-

…Tom shifted a bit closer to Shadow, and Shadow only hesitated for a moment before curling up against Tom’s side, letting him wrap his arm around Shadow. He felt childish for being so clingy recently, but Tom and Maddie never complained.

“If we can figure out what caused the lapse, we can work to avoid it, or make whatever it is less stressful for you.”

Shadow blinked. “What does ‘lapse’ mean?”

“It’s… like a setback. An instance of repeating one of the behaviors of an eating disorder during recovery.”

Shadow’s ears slowly unflattened. “There’s a word for that? Is it… normal?”

Tom nodded. “It happens sometimes. It doesn’t mean you’re getting worse, or that you failed anything. It’s just a temporary setback.”

“Oh. I still… feel like I failed, though.”

“Why?”

Shadow shrugged. “Didn’t I just ruin my progress?”

“No, Shadow. One little slip-up doesn’t mean you’re starting over in your recovery.”…

Fic is “Get A Load Of This Monster, He Doesn’t Know How To Communicate.”

Part 17 of my post-Sonic 3 series <3

…Every single night, he found himself indulging in whatever unhealthy junk he wished he could eat without fear of ruining his regained strength, and the moment his family was distracted, he was leaning over the toilet bowl with his fingers down his throat, coughing up poison.

It was disgusting, but he couldn’t stop. He hated doing it, he hated how he felt during the act, and he felt so guilty sitting at the table the next morning, staring down at the plain oatmeal he knew he couldn’t finish, already knowing that he’d do it all again later that night…

Fic is “Get A Load Of This Monster, He Doesn’t Know How To Communicate.”

Part 17 of my post-Sonic 3 series <3

…When she finally got back to the house, she rushed to the bedroom, and found that Sonic and Shadow were both awake, and Shadow was crying.

The smaller hedgehog clung to his older brother, trembling with the force of his sobs. He’d been fine when she left the house, what had happened in the time she’d been gone?

She set the bottle of amoxicillin on her nightstand, then reached out to the crying hedgehog.

“Shadow.” She said softly, brushing her hand over his head.

Shadow’s teary eyes turned to Maddie, and he whimpered. “M-Mom?”

“I’m here, sweetheart. What happened?”

“It- it hurts.” He sobbed.

Concern and confusion made Maddie frown. “What hurts, baby?”

Shadow just shook his head, clinging even tighter to Sonic…

Fic is “This World Takes More Strength Than It Gave Me.”

Part 16 of my post-Sonic 3 series <3

…There was a large, mangled scar in the center of Sonic’s palm, radiating down toward his wrist diagonally. A small chunk of the pad had been torn off, and the patches of skin that had scarred over no longer had fur growing over them.

“I didn’t realize how bad the bite was until I got back to my cave.” He said, his voice wavering. “I didn’t know how to stop the bleeding, so I just packed dirt over the wound for a couple hours and washed it off in the river after.” He chuckled slightly. “I have no idea how it didn’t get infected.”

Tom frowned, stroking one of Sonic’s ears. “You never told us that, bud.”

Sonic shrugged. “Don’t like talking about it. It looks… ugly.”

Eye ridges furrowing, Shadow lifted his left paw next to Sonic’s. With a grin, he said, “Look, we match.”…

Fic is “This World Takes More Strength Than It Gave Me.”

Part 16 of my post-Sonic 3 series <3

The originals:

Messy sketches of the brothers <3

…Shadow made a confused noise when he felt the soft vibrations in Sonic’s chest. A moment later, the clicks of his purr became audible.

Recognition flickered in Shadow’s eye as he realized what the vibrations were. Slowly, the stiffness in his muscles lessened as he listened to Sonic’s purr. His eye fell shut, and he snuggled up closer to Sonic’s side.

A couple minutes passed, the only noise filling the room being the soft sound of Sonic’s purr, until a second set of quieter clicks joined it.

Sonic swallowed back a sudden rush of emotion, holding the little hedgehog tighter as he began to purr…

…Slowly, Sonic scooped the little hedgehog up in his arms before standing up. The hedgehog was far lighter than he should have been, and small enough for Sonic to comfortably hold him against his hip. He was careful to not press against any of the hedgehog’s scars, as they still looked raw and painful.

The hedgehog shivered, clinging to Sonic tightly, and it was then that Sonic realized how cold he was. He’d been lying against the metal floor in a building without any form of heating for months, how had he not died of hypothermia?…

…When Sonic looked closer at the dark corner, he thought he saw movement. It was slight, he couldn’t even be certain he hadn’t made it up, until he heard Rouge gasp next to him.

“What the fuck?” She blurted out, stepping closer to the cell.

“What do you see?” Sonic asked, squinting in an attempt to get a glimpse of what Rouge was seeing, to no avail.

“It looks like…” she shook her head. “No, no, that’s not possible. Even GUN wouldn’t-“ she cut herself off, a grimace forming on her face.

Sonic wanted to roll his eyes. Not everyone has night vision, Rouge. “What are you-“

Sonic couldn’t finish his sentence before something shifted in the darkness. This… creature crawled closer to the glass, the metal of its chain clinking against the floor as it moved.

The first thing Sonic noticed about it was its face. It looked… mutilated, was the only word that came to mind. Sonic could only see half of its face, the darkness and the angle the creature sat at ended up concealing its other half, but what little he could see looked horrible. The half he could see was scarred, making the creature’s fur uneven and patchy. Its muzzle was torn down to the bone, showing its teeth and parts of its jaw through the ripped skin. Its eye- or, where its eye should have been, was now an empty socket, the eyelid equally scarred as the rest of its face. On top of its head was a ripped ear, the tear of it looking jagged…

Fandom: Sonic The Hedgehog - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Sonic the Hedgehog & Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog & Miles “Tails” Prower, Shadow the Hedgehog & Miles “Tails” Prower

Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow the Hedgehog, Miles “Tails” Prower, Rouge the Bat, Amy Rose

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Child Shadow the Hedgehog, Unethical Experimentation, Found Family, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Past Child Abuse

Summary:

“…He’s just a kid.” Sonic’s voice came out weak.

Rouge let out a wounded sound. “What the hell were they doing to him? How long has he been here? How-“ her voice cracked. “How is he not dead?”

***

Rouge is sent on a mission to find a weapon that had been left abandoned in one of GUN’s bases. She drags Sonic along to find it, but neither of them know how to react when they discover that the “weapon” they’re meant to retrieve is actually a young, injured, terrified little hedgehog. All Sonic knows is, he can’t let GUN hurt this child again.