#SaTBK au

[sczawr]

Metamy week, 2024

Day 1: Dream

feat. my, @latbak, @mmm-asbestos & @bimboamyrose SatBK AU!

[cephalosaur]

sonic's first order of business as king is a spaghetti dinner with all of his knights.

i once overheard a conversation my mother was having with my grandmother. i mostly heard "spaghetti" and "round table" and now we're here.

[ikyiri]

Birthday gift doodles for a fwend ( @valenrepetto ) of her satbk AU

[briarhearts-art]

satbk au where instead of being the lady of the lake, amy tries to pull caliburn out of the stone and isn't able to- so instead she just carries the sword AND the stone around like a hammer and becomes king arthur instead

[valenrepetto]

More of my brianrot yes yes tysm for hearing me

I put them in creation order! And honestly the last one (4) is my fav, 2 is nice too

What do you think??

Las puse en orden de creación! Y honestamente la más fachera es la última (4), la 2 es linda tmb

¿Qué piensan?

[emthimofnight]

a quick doodle I did of Black Arms/Fey Stellar from my SatBK AU!

[mmm-asbestos]

inspired by @puro134 satbk neo metal sonic, wanted to make my own version of himm

[nabikyu]

@sonadowtober day 12: role swap

Basically, Shadow is dragged to Camelot instead of Sonic and meets King Arthur and his knights. They are in front of Misty Lake.

In short, lansoni swaped

Inspired/based on this piece made by @silvermun

I had work writing this, so i'm sharing: a little bit of the process

Sadly I will not be able to make content for all days, but I'm happy that I could at least send this one 💕 There's some that I lost the day, but I still wanna do it cuz the idea that I had sounded really cute in my head

[yellowvixen]

what if we were in our 50s and we were married and we danced together (and we were both kings)

[weirdozjunkary]

Pained eyes of a loved one.

[sczawr]

doodles of Amy and Neo Metal Sonic as Lady Nimue and Sir Pelleas from my and my gangs satbk au! Neo's design is also by @mmm-asbestos!

[puro134]

Battle of Camlann

-A final confrontation-

[minttikinn]

flowers from my last posted picture 💐

and look at this lil duo 👇👇🤏🤏🤏

[foolnamedjoey]

Prince Arthur found a new knight

[lm-tomatito]

Espilver week day 1: Invisible

Satbk au (Espio is a dragon and a poet)

Big thanks to @seaweedraindraws for this au idea✨

Sir Lancelot sends his son, Galahad, to take down his first dragon, but the silvery knight wants to save this mysterious creature instead. He decides to go and warn them, which becomes a difficult task with how hard it is to find their cave. Fortunately, someone seems to be guiding him along the way. But who..?

All that was surrounding the youngest knight of the roundtable was nature. Tall trees and bushes painting the place with different shades of green and brown, some of their fallen leaves and the yellowish grass beneath him making a crunchy noise when his heavy boots stepped on them, birds chirping in the distance with the company of some bugs and the calming rustling of the wind against anything it touched… A beautiful scenery Galahad would've happily enjoyed if he wasn't in his current situation, holding the map with notes scribbled to the side his father gave him early in the morning.

“The day has come. You must finish your training today.” Sir Lancelot had said to him, a serious voice as usual tinged with a bit of eagerness only him and King Arthur were able to notice with ease. He knew his father was expecting him to accomplish his mission, he knew he could. He was correct, yes, the young knight had trained with him for a long time now.

But… Slaying a dragon? Lancelot was known for being the best at it, protecting the king and the people from them all the time. He had told him how dangerous dragons were since he was found as a small child.

And yet, he couldn't help but question why they had to do it. Surely there were nice dragons? What exactly made them so different from themselves? Was it just their large size and them being able to breathe fire?

Galahad sighed with a mix of worry and frustration. He knew his decision to warn and hopefully befriend this creature would disappoint his father, make him go mad even. He let out a soft little laugh. Lancelot could be very intimidating, he had experienced that, but just thinking about him showing a strong emotion like anger was still amusing to the light furred hedgehog.

His anxious expression rushed back to his face once that image was over. He wasn't even sure if he would be successful in his own mission. Because with the now tranquil ambience around him, a sign that the birds once lively chatting were now sleeping, and the orange and purple hues adorning the sky made him realize just how much time simply finding the cave the creature was seen at had been wasted. The sun slowly taking cover behind the mountains made things worse since, without the sunlight, reading his father's handwriting would be almost impossible, and he'd be forced to find a a place to rest.

He definitely didn't want to be vulnerable though. Not with the feeling of someone watching him.

The uneasy feeling of someone or something just staring at him had been present for a while now, a part of his mind focusing on finding where it came from while the rest of him was discussing his decision and how annoying the whole situation was being. But the knight couldn't find anything, not even with his full attention on it now. His frustration almost made him just shout to whatever was watching him when he noticed something on the ground.

A single red rose.

The hedgehog had almost stepped on it by accident. He kneeled down taking it in his hand, inspecting it with intrigue, alert in case it might be a trap. There was nothing though, it was just an innocent beautiful flower. As pretty as it was, it still unnerved him a bit. Why was this here? There weren't rose bushes, or a flower seller passing by, not even a rebellious young girl making rose arrangements at such late hours.

Nothing but an almost unnoticeable trail of rose petals. They were scattered in a way others would simply ignore it and not think of it as a path to follow. But he knew what it was, and quickly considered if he should follow it or not. Clearly someone was trying to get him to go this specific direction, but why? And who?

Without realizing it, he just started walking through the adorned ground, avoiding the delicate petals. For some reason, just thinking about accidentally stepping on them made him feel bad. If this was a trap or not, he didn't know, curiosity had already won in any case, and he didn't want to seem like an easily afraid or insecure knight to whoever was watching him.

After a while, he dropped his guard for a bit when he found himself in front of the cave he was supposedly trying to find. Did… Did someone guide him? Or was this actually a trap? He'd definitely think of the latter if the cave was dark, big, and intimidating. But that wasn't the case. Instead, the cave looked… Calm and inviting, like someone lived here. There was no sound, yet it felt lively, with nice plants adorning the outside next to what seemed like miniature trees. And there was the slight recognizable smell of tea.

Strange. Maybe he was mistaken? Why was he guided to someone's home?

“You have arrived at last.”

The young knight didn't want to admit how he almost let out an exclamation of surprise. He was hardly scared like that, him getting used to his father's teachings and the king's pranks, but the bizarre circumstances made him lower his guard.

Quickly composing himself, he looked behind him where he heard the hush and somewhat elegant voice. Looking at the other's attire only made him return to his confused state.

A poet. Here? Was he the one living in this place? He seemed so serene and proper, definitely because of the way he stood, relaxed but elegant, his bright colored scales contrasted with dark hued clothes and a long cape adorned with gold, expected from someone used to moving people with rhymes, agile words and songs. Why was he..?

A small cough brought him back from his thoughts. As calm as the other appeared to be, he could notice the reddish color in his cheeks and scales, realizing he had been admiring the poet for a while, which made the knight feel embarrassed too.

“I assume you are in search of the dragon. I apologize for the confusion. It's probable you thought of this as a trap.”

“It isn't?” The hedgehog asked bluntly and with a tinge of innocence. This surprised his current companion. Galahad secretly reprimanded himself and hoped the other didn't think of him as an inexperienced adventurer. The slight smile he gave to him made him feel calm again almost instantly.

“I assure you it is not. I simply wished for you to not get lost following the wrong path.” Seeing the puzzled face on the youngest one, the poet spoke again “The path you were following. I purposefully mislead others from finding me. Letting my home be known by everyone would be quite troublesome. You do not seem to have any intentions to cause harm, so I decided to aid you in your search. Would you perhaps be interested in enjoying some tea?”

With how amicable and peaceful the ambience felt around the poet, Galahad just nodded and followed the other inside. Just as he was about to enter the… House, he supposed he should refer to the place instead of calling it a cave, he understood the words the other had said before.

“Purposefully mislead… Your home… Are you..?” He stood in surprise, a rush of embarrassment invading him almost instantly. The poet simply smiled with amusement, a special glint in his yellow eyes. This knight was very endearing.

[emthimofnight]

"O dark child, borne of fey blood, heir to the King of Kings."

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Some art for my SaTBK AU! Lady Archfedd assuming her true form.