#Sonic Fanfiction

[ihaznoclue]

Hiiiiiii can I request a movie shadow x reader? Where the reader one day comes home pretty injured due to a run in with something. And we get to see shadow perhaps play nurse? And help to bandage and calm the reader down?

That would be so cute to see Shadow taking care of us

Pairings -> Shadow the Hedgehog x Reader

Warnings -> Injuries, Violence, Toxic Ex, swearing

Note -> Reader seemed to run into their toxic Ex while on a evening walk, they come back home to be completely injured and Shadow didn't like that so he heals you back to health

Genre -> Angst to Fluff

Shadow The Hedgehog

Today was not a good day to go out to go shopping

You just wanted to shop for some groceries

But instead you accidentally bumped into your toxic Ex that would abuse you from the smallest mistakes

You thought you got away from him

You thought you were safe from him and his actions

You tried to run when you first spotted him but he instantly saw you and he yelled out to you

"OI Name come over here right now!"

Oh no what do you do?

Run? no he's too fast for you

Find someone? No he would lie about the whole situation

What if he changed, what if he wanted to apologise to you after everything he did

You turned around as you noticed him walking over to you with a innocent smile of his face

He always did that when you guys were out in public so no-one knew

Oh God you wished Shadow came with you

You prayed that he wasn't going to do anything

You hoped he wasn't going to do anything, you body healed from those injuries you got from him and you hoped you wouldn't gain new ones

In a instant, he roughly grabbed onto you as he started to drag you away

You struggled, your voice was too caught up in your throat that you didn't have enough time to yell out for help

He then slammed your body into a wall where no-one could see you both

"You thought you could run away from me you little shit"

"n-no"

"Answer me when I'm talking to you!"

You knew you were going to get a bruise on your arm by how tight he was grabbing you

"No!"

"Oh so you think you're safe huh?"

You didn't want anything to happen but it did

You suddenly now had blood dripping from your lip, some bruises of your arm and some on your legs

You also did want to see the bruise on your neck

Before anything else could happen, someone saw what was happening and yelled out

"HEY WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TO THAT POOR THING?!"

That's when he ran away

The lady was kind enough to stay by your side until you got home, see told you to rest as much as you could

You thanked her as you opened the door

You hoped Shadow wasn't going to freak out about all this but it was for the best

"Shadow, I'm home!" Your voice cracked

You heard his footsteps coming, then you heard a thump

Looking at him as you saw that he dropped something on the floor

You were about to say something until he spoke up

"What the fuck happened to you!?"

"Run into my Ex, don't worry a kind lady helped me walk home"

That's where you are right now, in bed while he patched you right up

Placing some ice on the bruises to heal a little bit quicker and hoping it helped

Shadow was now going to stay by your side form now on

Whenever you were gonna go out, he was now going to come with you even on the slightest trips

Now you were resting, as shadow sat beside you as he watched you sleep

Brushing some hair away from your face as you inhaled a little

His ear flicked as his nose twitched

"I'm so sorry for not coming, but for now on I'm going to protect you as much as I can"

Sorry if It's a little too Angsty

-A<3

[crazyforclones]

“You… sure this is… Ronotniks work? Like… the evil doctor who tried to rule the world at least three different times?”

Stone shifted a glance to him and nodded with a shared disbelief.

“It's definitely his.”

Tails gave it another glance. It was nothing impressive or revolutionary… that's what confused him.

‘It's a very basic robot design,” Stone began,” reportedly only having limited functions with an emphasis on real-time responses. They're not a weapon, not a high functioning assistant…their build and design are severely immature and mediocre compared to anything the doctor had ever created…. they're just, Robots. The most basic they can get.”

HEY GUYS I FINISHED CHAPTER 2- and I wrote EXACTLY 14000 words and I think that’s pretty neat so I had to share.

This wasn’t supposed to be longer than a chapter but here we are.

A junkyard of possibilities:

Stone seemed to get more and more eager with each wire Tails poked at.

“You said there was important information stored in these Badniks… What kind of information? Nothing evil- I hope-“ It had just occurred to Tails he may be assisting in a crime.

Stone chuckled softly, it wasn’t an evil laugh, which brought Tails some relief.

“No no… there’s just some old recordings I’d.. like to have.”

Tails decided to take an expedition to the local Junkyard harboring most of Robotnik's failed and destroyed tech in hopes of saving the Wachowskis a trip to an auto shop. Unexpectedly, a familiar face resides in that junkyard, and Tails takes on another task to assist the old frenemy. As the night continues, Stone opens up more and more to the little fox, and Tails does his best to bring some sense of closure to the agent.

I didn’t like the entire sketch I did for the fic but have it anyway-

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62723236

[poppyseeds-and-coffeebeans]

Chapters: 16/22 +18 ONLY update Rating: Explicit Relationships: Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog Additional Tags: Aged-Up Character(s), Winter Olympics, Alternate Universe - Sports, Slow Burn, Will add tags as I update, Ice Skating, Snowboarding, the slow burn isn't that slow tbh, Those Olympics village beds are not gonna survive this, Porn With Plot, Mutual Pining, Praise Kink, unsportsmanlike behavior, destruction of Olympics property (again), Unethical Journalism

  Summary:

The Winter Olympic Games have begun - and the competition is fierce!

From the Robotnik School of Ice Dancing is Shadow, a talented figure skater with everything to prove.

Sponsored by Chaos Cola is Sonic, the world's greatest snowboarder, who can't afford to loose.

Both are looking to take home the gold, but may find something far more valuable in each other. -- or: Sonic and Shadow at the Winter Olympic Games

Commissioned fic art by @bionic_xei on Instagram <3

[demolitionsweetheart]

Sonic the hedgehog x mobian!reader (p2?)

Part 1

Request: Can I request more headcanons about him? Maybe both movie! Sonic x mobian! Reader completely clueless about their feelings for each other, everyone can see that both of them are in love except them (Sonic and reader subconsciously holding hands, cuddling, gift giving)

It was moments like these you felt most content. Sonic had fallen asleep on your shoulder, the low hum of that boring rom-com still played in the background. "You two are practically joined at the hip" Tom's voice broke over the silence as he glanced over from the kitchen. You shot him a look, eyes half lidded and unamused. But his comment hung in the air longer then you'd admit.. Surely, all these things were just friendly.. Right?

✫ Sonic always had a tendency to pull you along to show you things or surprise you but his hold always lingered, longer than what seemed necessary.

✫ He was always in your space too-not that you minded though. When he talked, he was always enthusiastic and animated, always leaning in, sometimes even resting against you as he rambled about something stupid. He was that friend who could not stay still when you walked together always hand in hand or steering closer and closer.

✫ Every movie night you've ever had ended the same way-him drooling on you. At some point you, you would just stop trying to move him, your limbs naturally tangling together as he shifted non-stop. He would drape his arm over your waist and hook his leg over yours ˃̵ᴗ˂̵

✫ It happened often,  even when it wasn't accidental. Hed commandeer your bed and refuse to leave, insistent you hug him like it was nonon-negotiable. And of course, you'd end up giving in since he was 'sooo tired being a hero.' with that he'd throw himself on to you... Maybe this wasn't exactly normal friend behavior.

✫ He had an odd habit of giving you little trinkets or random things he thought you would like. Given the randomness of the act, you could never tell if it was because he wanted to see your reaction or if he genuinely thought you'd love whatever strange item he deemed 'perfect' for you. When Tom told him about valentines, Sonic took it to heart in his own messy way. he'd gift you a bunch of oddities along with sweets. His excitement to present the gifts, despite how random, always made you smile- there was something so warming about the way he always wanted to make you happy, even if he didn't quite know how.

Sorry it's short, it's just a p2 but thank u for reading and thanks for the request @dilucragnvindr-my-beloved

Requests are open!

Pictures from Pinterest

Dividers by @pixxiecup

[mama-qwerty]

Knuckles' True Strength

Have a bit of discord writing.

We were chatting about a body swap situation, and whomever swapped with Knux suddenly realized just how strong he was. How much he held back. And when they swapped back to their original bodies, it scared the crap out of them.

~~~

They stared at him, and he stared back. Tension was thick between them. He saw the look in their eyes. The surprise. The realization.

Part of him felt like he'd been dishonest. He'd never actually told them how strong he truly was. It didn't seem important. What was he supposed to say? "Hey guys, I just want you to know that I'm capable of literally leveling mountains if I really chose to. That's cool, right?"

He never said anything because it didn't matter. He didn't even know how strong he truly was. He'd never really used his full strength. Ever. He'd come close once when he was younger, and the entire island had shivered. It had scared him. Badly. And he'd never come close since.

The honest truth is, he'd never actually tapped into his full strength. He wasn't even sure if it had a limit. His strength came from the chaos energy that flowed within him, the link he shared with the Master Emerald. There was no limit to that, so it was possible there was no limit to his strength.

Which honestly terrified him.

They were still staring.

He cleared his throat, his violet eyes flicking away. He took a tip from Sonic, and tried to break the tension with some humor.

"Uh . . . good to be back in our own bodies, yeah?"

"You really hold yourself back, don't you?"

Amy's voice was soft, and Knuckles couldn't tell if it was admiration or fear at the edges.

He flicked his eyes back to her, and reached across himself to grip his upper arm.

"Yeah."

"Do you know how strong you actually are?"

Leave it to Tails to try and quantify things.

Knuckles shook his head. "No."

Sonic wasn't saying anything, which was odd for the hedgehog. Knuckles looked at him, before quickly moving his eyes away.

"I'm careful," he said. He felt as though he had to assure them he wasn't a danger to them. "I've had to be. I learned a long time ago how to keep it pulled back. It's second nature to me now."

Sonic still stared.

"Look, nothing's different. Tails is still Tails. Amy's still Amy. I'm still me. Nothing's different. You just . . . you know I'm a little stronger than you thought. It's no big deal."

"It's a big deal if you ever lost control of it." Sonic spoke up, his voice uncharacteristically somber. "If someone got control of you or something. If you were under some mind control or something. You could use your full strength. How would we stop you?"

Knuckles opened his mouth to counter, to tell him that wouldn't happen, but they all knew that was something they couldn't guarantee. Weird things happened all the time. Eggman or Starline or any other big bad could somehow get control of him and use him against his friends. Against the world.

". . . you couldn't."

That had been a few weeks ago. Since then, Knuckles had stayed away, remaining on Angel Island for not only his duty, but because things were different with his friends.

Because they knew now. They knew just how strong he was. How dangerous he could be.

And it ate at him. That his friends suddenly looked at him like he was an enemy in waiting. Like he was a hidden danger, a half-domesticated wild animal, just waiting for that moment to snap.

So Tails had tried to make something to help offer them peace of mind. Something similar to Shadow’s inhibitor rings.

And Knuckles had let him. Because he loved his friends, and he didn’t want them to be afraid of him. And if he had to wear some rings that would make him less of a threat, that would make his friends less scared of him, then he would.

The first attempt was bad. Really, really bad. Unlike Shadow’s rings, that kept his natural chaos energy contained, the rings Tails created for Knuckles had to keep chaos energy out, slowing the intake to a tiny pinprick.

That’s not what happened.

Instead of limiting the flow of chaos energy, it blocked it completely, causing Knuckles to very quickly fall ill. He gasped the moment Tails activated them, and fell to the ground, his color fading fast.

The chaos he carried wasn’t simply a special ability, like Sonic and the chaos emeralds. No, Knuckles needed chaos energy to live. Blocking it was like plugging someone's airway.

"Turn it off!" Sonic's voice cut through the air, and he rushed to the downed echidna's side.

"I'm trying!"

Tails wasn't ready for such an extreme reaction, and the amount of chaos still within Knuckles was overloading the inhibitors. His computer wasn't powerful enough to handle the input of information they were gathering, and he was having a hell of a time trying to get into the control panel and turn the inhibitors off.

If his computer crashed while the inhibitors were still functioning, he'd lose control of them.

Knuckles lay on the floor, gasping and wheezing, his body shaking as the inhibitors not only blocked incoming chaos, but drained the levels still within him. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't move. He felt as though he were underwater, and the life was draining from him with each passing second.

Just as he was about to pass out, a soft, urgent chime filled his mind. The Master Emerald had felt his distress, and reached out for him. He tried to refuse her, to block her so these inhibitors didn't affect her too, but he could barely think.

A sharp pain ripped through him, as the Master Emerald sent a strong, focused wave of chaos energy through him. It overloaded the inhibitors, and they shattered, releasing their stranglehold on his own levels of chaos, and allowing him to gasp in a long, loud breath of air.

Sonic's hands were on his shoulders.

"Knux? Can you hear me? Knuckles?"

"Guh . . . get away!"

Sonic released him immediately, stepping back as the echidna rolled the opposite direction to regain his strength.

His lip curled at that thought.

His strength. The reason they were doing this in the first place. The reason they were now scared of him. The reason they thought they needed this control, this limiter.

"Stay away," he said, and his voice wasn't as strong as he would have liked. "Just . . . stay away from me. If you can't trust me anymore, then . . . then I'll just stay on my island. Leave me be, and I'll leave you be. Everyone will be happy."

Amy stepped closer, reaching for him. "Knuckles, don't be like that. It's not that we don't trust you, it's just . . ."

She trailed off. Just what? It was exactly that they didn't trust him. Didn't trust that strength they now knew about. Didn't trust that he wouldn't use it against them if he got it into his head, either of his own will or by someone else's command.

His strength scared them.

Knuckles pushed himself to his feet. His chaos levels quickly returned to normal, and he felt himself once again.

The blood roared in his ears as he considered just how quickly his friendship had been tossed away. All because he was much stronger than they thought.

"Nevermind. Yes, I have great strength. More than you thought. I don't know how strong I am, I've never cared to measure it. It was there when I needed it, and I controlled it when I didn't. But that doesn't matter to you, does it? Now you see me as some wild animal, some brute who would turn on you without cause or mercy."

"Knux, no," Tails said, but was cut off when Knuckles held up a hand.

"Forget it. You've shown your true colors. I do not care to stay here with people who no longer trust me, and no longer see me as a friend who's stood by them for countless battles, and helped them defend the planet from many enemies. I know where I stand with you now. And I will not allow you to treat me as some monster who needs controlled."

"Knux, come on," Sonic called as Knuckles turned and walked away.

The echidna did not turn.

"Save your breath, hedgehog." He said the term with obvious disdain. "I am not your enemy. But you refuse to believe it. So I will take Angel Island and go where you will not find me again."

And without another word, Knuckles the Echidna walked out, and vanished in a flash of green light.

The others stood back, and exchanged guilty, uneasy glances.

[niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63008356/chapters/162041230

Chapter two time yall~~.

Now, we get to see what the boys are dealing with now that they are finally home.

[hanaheaven]

Amy rose a cute girl with thorns! The inspiration from the character was an old Japanese fighting game kof 99(The King of Fighters '99); the character is athena asamiya.

[okthisisleetrying]

not gonna be SPAMMING but this is my most recent work! my sonadow fanfic based on after sonic the hedgehog 3 :D i fear i may be biased but its cute and has:

+ upcoming domestic sonadow

+ adhd sonic / autistic shadow

+ wachowski family bonding !!!

+ sonic ptsd :’)

AND MORE!

here it is pookies (https://archiveofourown.org/works/63151252) pls check it out if you’ve seen sonic 3 — here’s the summary!

[yumekou33sstuff]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63251314

It took Sonic mere hours after meeting Silver to conclude that he was his son from the future.

He did not expect it to become his only regret in life.

This is a sequel to my previous one shot, please enjoy!

[phr3nopatik]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63301648/chapters/162163477

This is the first chapter of the work! I hope you guys enjoy! Tagging @sparrow-the-tired-lesbian as requested.

Hey folks, would you be interested in a stobotnik enemies to lovers, professor au 👀👀??

[true-blue-sonic]

Change of Heart: Chapter 2

(Chapter 1 is not required reading: what happens there is that Silver and Sonic team up much earlier than they do in '06, and this story continues with that idea. Here's the Ao3 link if you're interested, though!🍀)

☆☆☆☆☆

“We did it,” Sonic smiles.

Quietly Silver stares at the grandiose window placed in the even more grandiose white walls of the princess’ palace. Yes, they did do it: Elise talking to more people crowding together than Silver has ever seen in his life is the testimony to that. Palpable relief resounds in the voices rising from the group, the princess herself nodding and getting fussed over and altogether drowning in the sea of attention. “I’m glad we did,” the blue hedgehog besides him adds, more pensively himself.

“Hm,” is all Silver responds with. There’s too many people here… and yet, though a part of him had expected Sonic would have loved mingling between them, the speedster had taken mere seconds to join him in this quiet corner of the massive hallway just outside the room Elise is in.

Green eyes look him up and down, golden ones glaring back. “It’s busy, huh?” the other muses, gesturing to a half-opened door a bit wayward. “Let’s go to the terrace, get some fresh air.” And with that he’s already bounced off, Silver grimacing as he drags himself after the speedster. If anything, Sonic’s sheer inability to not do everything fast had been beyond exhausting, if comforting in a way. They hadn’t dawdled a single second this whole adventure, and Silver can’t help but appreciate it. Their efforts have paid off, after all.

As Silver shambles outside Sonic’s already leaning over a barrier equally ornate as the rest of the palace, the blue sky stretching out in an endless expanse above them. Quietly the grey hedgehog joins him, eyes drifting over it all. The orange of the setting sun, the peach of the clouds, the way Soleanna glimmers underneath it all…

Now Elise gets to enjoy it again too, after everything that had happened, and Silver cannot tear his eyes away from it either.

“How are you feeling?” Sonic speaks up first, over the waves that crash into the island and the hustle and bustle in the room behind them. Silver can only shrug back; he has no idea anymore. But the blue hedgehog merely smiles, as if he understands. “I know, I know, it’s been quite the trip. But a fun one too, right?”

“Fun,” Silver snarls back. How could it have been fun, with the safety of the whole world and Elise’s life being the things they had to protect? When so much had been weighing on their shoulders, with the slightest mishap having had the power to spell out everyone’s doom?

And yet.

He had been amused with Sonic and his antics and his antics. Rarely, but he had: it’s a reality Silver cannot deny. And he had laughed, just once or twice, at something particularly funny occurring or being brought up. And he had marvelled at the world and all its beauty, and Sonic had been there to tell him about it all, and they had saved a person…

Which means the conditions Silver had set have been met.

Turning around slowly Silver swallows. This is it; this is what he’s been working towards. “I need to go back to the future,” he speaks up, a quiet breath in the air. “But first…”

“First part with me as unlikely acquaintances and maybe even friends?” Sonic smiles- before it falls right away as Silver bares his teeth.

“No. I am going to kill you.”

Face hardening Silver glares the other hedgehog down, one fist balling and his body tensing into a battle pose. He’d been clear about it: he’d rescue the girl and then kill the Iblis Trigger. And now, it is finally time: he’ll save the past and the future and his world will become just as gorgeous and happy as this one.

Except Sonic raises one eyebrow, places one hand on his hip, and leans to the side almost casually.

“Go for it, then.”

“Prepare yourself,” Silver growls back, anger curling in his chest. How dare Sonic not take this seriously, after everything he’s said to make the Iblis Trigger’s fate clear…! With his hands balling so tightly they hurt the psychic drifts his eyes over the other’s body. Sonic’s neck, he can snap that… Or a blow to the chest, or maybe the head. Or he can just tear the other apart in full, that won’t take even a second, or just strike him with any item around, or fling him against the massive marble walls of the palace, or throw him to his death off the terrace, or…

Or…!

Silver’s fingers tremble.

He bites his lip.

He raises his fist.

He narrows his eyes.

A glow of cyan struggles to be called forth.

A hesitance he so desperately tries to push down rises up in his mind.

A feeling of wrongness and tenseness and no, it cannot go like this entraps his body.

“I,” Silver speaks, tensing his hand only more. “I- You’re done for. I’ll kill you, the world will be safe-!”

Sonic stands, casual as always. “Do what you must, Silver.”

“I must destroy you!” the time traveller snaps back, but his feet are frozen and his body stands unmoving and his powers refuse to listen, refuse to strike at the other…!

And that means he can’t.

And his fist drops, psychokinesis almost making him stagger as it scrambles away from his palm.

“But…” Silver helplessly adds, and he doesn’t know what to do with himself anymore. His purpose, everything he’d come here for…! He must, but he can’t, and that means nothing will change, but even if he wants things to change so badly, not if it has to be in this way-!

Sonic’s head tips to the side, slowly. “You can’t go through with it, huh.”

“I should! It’s for the good of the world!”

Silver’s teeth bare, quills flaring again as he whirls around. His footsteps slam against the shiny stone of the terrace, the hedgehog pacing madly. But Sonic had been so kind to him, and to Elise too. And Iblis Triggers surely can’t be like that, so good at listening and pointing out all the small details of what makes the world beautiful and concerned with helping others and always having an encouraging word or a joke at the ready and being so willing to lend a hand and-!

And the twinge of icy cold around Silver isn’t normal.

Alarm grabs at his insides.

“Watch out!” Silver cries, whirling around. Psychokinesis shoots from his palms to push Sonic away from the beam of light racing towards him-!

With a yell as he gets flung sideways, halfway in a jump, Sonic crashes against the rim of the terrace’s barrier. “What-?!” gets gasped out, as Silver’s hands raise up aimlessly. Because behind where Sonic’s back had been turned, a cloud of purple coils and twists above the marble, a body rising from its inky depths as if it were a puppet from a string…

A chastising hiss fills the air.

Every one of Silver’s muscles tense at the noise. But it’s a reminder he can move, and thus he crashes into movement, towards Sonic side as the other leaps back onto his feet as well. “Seems like we got a visitor,” follows, altogether calmly. Silver is not; Silver’s chest tenses, every hair on his pelt on edge, and not from the spell of cold that’s overtaken the balcony despite the radiant sun.

Amidst the purple fumes the body becomes more detailed, more sharp, as icy green eyes blink open.

Silver’s throat grows dry at the glare sent his way.

Empty, yet burning with a viciousness that makes the hedgehog shrink in on himself only more.

“Shadow-?! …No, you’re not,” Sonic breathes, body dropping into a fighting pose. But Silver stands frozen, heart helplessly hammering in his throat as his informant shambles forward like a puppet, one step two step three, and his arm lifts up slowly until his finger points right at Sonic…!

“Do it,” Mephiles commands.

Daring to shoot a glance at Sonic Silver swallows; but the speedster’s eyes remain trained on Mephiles. The enigmatic seer from the future stands equally unmoving…

“…I can’t.” The words have slipped past Silver’s lips before he realises. But that is the truth of the matter, and thus he sucks as deep a breath as he can into his constricting chest and squares it up, and his shoulders too and his head, so he can meet Mephiles’ glare unwaveringly. “I can’t do it. It’s not right. It cannot be right.”

Sonic’s ear twitches. “Friend of yours?”

“That’s Mephiles. He’s the one who told me to kill you, back in Crisis City,” Silver explain. “But…”

Acid-green eyes glare into the very depths of his being. “But.”

“But…” Silver helplessly repeats, before swallowing. He’s not helpless; he’s made a decision and he’s sticking with it. “But Sonic is kind. Sonic helped save someone in trouble. He helped me, even when he knew what I was going to do afterwards. Do people who would destroy the world do that?” flows from his mouth before he realises, every word steeling his resolve. “That just can’t be. I refuse to believe it.”

His words ring out into silence, Mephiles’ gaze burning into him still. But as Silver stares back, willing him to see it too, to understand that Sonic has to be more than a monster about to destroy the world, he…

Laughs.

Slowly.

Mockingly.

“You would let your one chance to save your world go by?” Mephiles responds in that slow ambling voice, that had sounded so certain when he’d come to Silver and Blaze to tell them about Iblis’ origins. It does still… yet Silver winces at what follows, slicing through him like a white-hot knife of scorn. “How disappointing, Silver. I thought I had chosen well when we met, but alas. Clearly the fate of the world does not matter to you as much as you said it did.”

“It does!” Silver snaps back, fists tensing anew-

But a hand burning with warmth in the chilly air, moving out sideways to press against his chest, gives him pause.

"You're not the first stranger who wants me dead, but many have a reason for it," Sonic speaks up. "What's yours?"

Mephiles’ glare shifts away from Silver, staring at Sonic next. But the speedster stands tall, not at all perturbed. “You are the Iblis Trigger,” gets spoken. “You will bring forth the destruction of this world. You must perish.”

“Hmh. Important to you that I get killed, huh? Sonic retorts, eyebrow raising. “There’s a lot of things odd about you, pal. Means I can’t shake the feeling you’ve got more motives than just making sure the destruction of the world doesn’t come to pass. You got any proof for what you’re saying?”

“Sonic would never destroy the world. Not willingly. I’m sure of that,” Silver adds. Sonic wouldn’t; someone who has such joy in living can’t. “If… If you’re right about Sonic being the Iblis Trigger, I’ll make sure that it won’t happen! Maybe Sonic won’t do it on purpose! And that means we can do something to save the future. Something that is not killing him, because I won’t do it. And that is final.”

The purple fumes around Mephiles coil only more. “It would be the fastest way," he speaks, fingers curling ever so slightly under Silver's widening gaze. "But if you are too weak to do it, then do allow m-”

Silver gasps.

“No, Mephiles!” he cries out, hands balling. “I’m not going through with it! And neither are you!”

It happens so fast.

Radiance ignites in Mephiles’ hands.

Psychokinesis roars to life in Silver’s.

A crystal beam crashes into a shield of light.

And an ethereal scream resounds as Silver throws out his arms, the beam volleyed right back to its origin as a shockwave of energy crashes from the striking point. Silver staggers with a yell as well as it hits him, psychokinesis whirling around to keep him on his feet. “Sonic-!” he gasps, moving to grasp the other hedgehog before he gets flung right over the edge of the balcony-

But Sonic’s not beside him.

A rushing blue ball slams into Mephiles like a lightning strike.

Mephiles gets flung backwards. Mephiles crashes onto the marble and tumbles, rolling once, twice, thrice, until he moves no more. And as Silver hovers frozen and Sonic jumps backwards he starts melting, inky black droplets rolling off his body into a puddle below that seems to suck him in, drag him down, until purple smoke coils skywards in dissipating whisps and he is gone.

With a heaving chest Silver stares. It’s as if the icy cold has disappeared entirely along with Mephiles, the light of the setting sun shining with its usual radiance once more. But Silver can’t pay it any mind; all he can look at is that place where the other had sunken into nothingness, and no sense can be made of the whirling of his thoughts.

“Huh. You know, I don’t see that very often,” Sonic is the first to speak up. Very casually.

It’s casual enough to knock Silver right out of his stupor. “You- What?!” he sputters back, staring at the other with wide eyes. But Sonic’s already bounced off, peeking through the doorway with perked ears.

“Elise’s still talking to people. I don’t think they heard anything.”

“That- That’s good, but-!”

Green eyes, so warm and gentle, flick back towards him. “Silver, I’m gonna need you to take a deep  breath,” Sonic tells him, altogether calmly. “And also to tell me about who that guy is.”

One of those is slightly easier than the other, the air hesitantly sucked into Silver’s tensing lungs. But with Sonic’s encouragement he draws another breath, and another and a fourth too for good measure, and it does help for his tongue to not lay in his mouth so dryly. And he tells Sonic about all that had happened: about how the endless battles with Iblis had driven him to his wits’ end. How Mephiles had told him everything has an origin. How Silver had asked him if he knew the one of Iblis. How he’d just have to travel through time to eliminate the Iblis Trigger, and the world would be safe.

How he’d seen Sonic amidst endless flames in the Chaos Emerald.

“Chaos Emeralds can be finicky. They turn your thoughts into power,” Sonic muses at that. “But as for whether that means I really am the Iblis Trigger… I don’t know. Sorry.”

“I don’t think you are,” Silver responds, as much as he can. “I… I meant what I said. You wouldn’t destroy the world. But that means…!”

“Mephiles lied.”

For a second Silver swears Mephiles has snuck up on them again, so cold is the chill that runs over his spine. But golden eyes that frantically flick around reveal nothing, and beams of light rushing towards him and Sonic stay out as well. “But… why?” is the only thing the psychic can utter, gaze shooting back at Sonic.

Because it can’t be.

Because people can’t just try and harm others like that, and horrified incredulousness make Silver turn right around on his heels to take to pacing again. “Why would anyone lie about this?! The whole world is at stake! People are dying because of Iblis! Why would he just-! Just come up with something and tell me to hurt you and then it wouldn’t even solve anything?!” is the ramble his mind makes his mouth form, his voice rising higher and higher until his yells fill the sky and make the marbled terrace tremble.

Sonic stands quietly, only blinking as Silver’s desperate questions fall into silence and the time traveller turns towards him to plead for an answer, for anything to make this make sense…!

But the speedster smiles.

And then he laughs, as Silver stares at him so helplessly.

But this laugh is warm and gentle.

“Silver,” Sonic murmurs, the other stepping a bit closer. “People aren’t always who they say they are. Some have ulterior motives. They make themselves look good so that someone falls for their tricks, and use them to fulfil those motives more easily.”

Silver hasn’t felt this small since he was just a little kid and he’d barely survived his first encounter with Iblis, he’s sure. “But that’s awful!”

“It is. It’s mean. It’s terrible. But it happens.”

“…It happened to me,” Silver fills in what Sonic does not say. That tightness in his chest convulses, squeezing his lungs only tighter…! “And then I nearly... And then Mephiles nearly...! Because I thought-!”

“But you didn’t.”

“I was going to!”

Despite how shaken he is, the psychic can only narrow his eyes at the fond look tinted with amusement that crosses Sonic’s face. “Come on, Silver,” the other all but chuckles. “We both know you couldn’t, even before that guy revealed himself.”

Pressing his ears against his head Silver grumbles. “I could have. Don’t deceive yourself into thinking you would have survived should I have gone through with it.”

He both hates and appreciates how Sonic’s second, more-discreet-but-definitely-still-there laugh does unruffle his feathers. The warm wink sent his way helps too, the speedster nodding. “I know. You’re strong, Silver. That’s going to be a huge help getting to the bottom of this whole situation.”

Oh. Yes.

Throat having grown dry immediately again Silver swallows, because… What bottom of this situation is there to get to? Mephiles had been his only lead. The only person who’d ever provided an answer to Silver’s question, who’d given any sort of hint about what could be done to save the future. But now…

“Will the future remain doomed forever because I did nothing…?” Silver’s whisper slips into the air before he can stop it.

Beside him, Sonic blinks.

A silence stretches out between them. Silver’s eyes find themselves trained on the horizon again, and its lovely peach on the clouds and the first glitters of starts that have taken form far above. Something his future might never see, because of him…

But a gentle nudge against his elbow makes him wince. “You didn’t do nothing. Far from it, actually,” Sonic’s gentle assurance follows. “You came here with a warning, and now we know something is going to happen.”

The kindness of it all makes Silver shrink in on himself only more. “But it won’t be enough! Nothing changed!" he protests, an irate gesture to the sceneries beyond the balcony following. "And now everything - this whole gorgeous world, all the people who live in it - is going to be ruined!”

That warm hand presses on his shoulder this time, and Silver freezes.

“You’re right. Nothing changed,” the speedster responds. “But look at Soleanna, Silver. Look at the sky, and the city, and the forest. Do they look ruined to you?”

“Not yet, but-!”

“Yes. Yet. Because we still have time to find what’s going to happen and put a stop to it. And we will.”

“…Hold up.”

Silver tenses underneath that hand pressed onto him so warmly. “After everything I put you through… you’ll still help me?” he sputters back, because despite all the ways everything he held as unshakeable truth has been turned right upside-down in the past handful of minutes, it’s one of the most incredulous things he’s heard. “I can’t ask that of you,” the time-traveller thus promptly adds, shaking his head firmly. “No way. That just… That wouldn’t be right.”

A grin forms on Sonic’s face.

“Good thing you’re not asking, then,” the response comes; so incorrigible, so carefree, and Silver can only stare at the brightness glowing on his face. As if none of it ever happened. As if Silver had just walked up to Sonic and they had become friends without any trouble and this is something encountered on their paths that they decided to go solve together.

“But why?” is the only thing Silver can ask, and Sonic just… shrugs.

“In this world, we’re there for each other. And besides, this seems to concern me no matter what way you’ll spin it. I’d love to know what’s going on here exactly.”

That hand on Silver’s shoulder, so grounding and warm, becomes a throttling of heaviness as the thought Silver can only dread crosses his mind. “But what if you do need to die to stop the world from being destroyed…?”

That fond look forms on Sonic's face once more.

“We’ll get there when we get there,” the gentle answer comes. “But remember, Silver: there’s almost never a situation wherein there is just one right answer. There’s always another way, and we’ll find it. Together.”

Quietly Silver moves his gaze back to the skies above. The sun has sunken down only more; peach and pink clouds have long turned to light and dark grey as the stars have grown only brighter. Together…

“We… we need to find my friend. She’ll have… opinions,” he speaks up. “But I think she’ll like you. If I tell her that you’re nice to people.”

“I’d love to meet her. Lead the way.”

With a final squeeze on Silver’s shoulder Sonic’s hand drops down, leaving cold in its wake. Stiffly Silver turns around, towards the doors of the terrace. One step after the other, hitching and hesitant at first, but he forces his back to straighten out. Just keep going. He’s always just kept going. If he just keeps going, they’ll find the truth and they’ll know what to do.

Behind him, though, no footsteps follow. “And, Silver?” Sonic speaks up, the psychic flicking an ear as he half-turns around to look back.

“Hm?”

“Thank you for believing in me,” Sonic smiles. “Your faith won’t be misplaced, I promise.”

It’s a smile Silver doesn’t deserve, with everything that has happened.

And yet it’s there.

“Thank you,” his awkward response comes. But it apparently is enough, because Sonic nods before kicking into movement as well as Silver pads back into the halls and out of the castle. And all the while, that smile persists; and despite all that has transpired, its warmth makes the horror inside Silver quiet down too, until his laser-focused concentrating on his task has the upper hand once more.

Mostly. Because once the castle has shrunk to a mere dot on the horizon and the desire has struck Silver like lightning, Sonic does grunt, then laugh, then gently rub Silver’s head as the psychic stumbles closer and wraps him in a chokehold hug, face buried away in a peach shoulder and trembling grey ears listening to quiet assurances. “It’s gonna be okay,” Sonic whispers, and: “We’ll figure something out, I promise,” as Silver nods and draws deep breaths and lets his guilt be soothed away with gentle words and tender touches.

People who deliberately destroy the world and people who lie to others aren’t kind. 

And Sonic is kind.

And if Sonic, with everything he's been doing for Silver and Elise and Soleanna all at once, promises that things will be okay, that there is another way they can do this that will spare his life while saving Silver's world in turn...

Silver can really, truly, only believe him.

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Robot kids robot kids robot kids

propoganda for @sonic-au-collision! Vote for either the Cyborg Cream au(by @averiesmiles) or Manufactured Malice au(by me) here!

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Commissioned some more art from the talented @smallpwbbles, this time from my Sonic and The Sol Flower fanfic/au! I love SonElise, and I wanted to make a fanfic with the giant/tiny trope with them ^^

(I need to update it, I haven't updated it in a while .-.)

I love how these sketches turned out so much! :D

[blackenedsnow]

helloooooo, your writing is amazingggggg and i was hoping it would be okay if i requested a shadowww x reader. Where Maybe sonic ask shadow to bring medicine to you (to try and introduce you to shadow as your sick with something or have a major injury, etc). Shadow prehaps is annoyed but agrees anyways, then however when he meets you sees maria in you. Then veryday to be sure you get better shows up in the morning to help take care of you, and slowly the two become friends then prehaps at the end share a kiss and become lovers? Idk it sounded cute in my head lol.

familiar

WARNING: Illness

PAIRING: Shadow the Hedgehog x Sick! Reader

NOTE: This is such a cute request and I'm pretty proud of this! Sending you all the love, and I hope this brightens your day a little! Take care of yourself <333

SUMMARY: Shadow reluctantly delivers medicine to you at Sonic’s insistence, but upon meeting you, he’s struck by a haunting familiarity.

It was late afternoon when Shadow approached the house tucked away at the edge of the city, a small bag of medicine clutched in his gloved hand. The only reason he was here, he reminded himself, was because Sonic had all but begged him to.

“Come on, Shadow,” Sonic had said earlier, exasperated but hopeful. “They’re too sick to go anywhere, and I’m tied up with something. Just drop it off and say hi. You might even like them!”

Shadow had scoffed at that. “Highly unlikely.”

Yet here he was, standing at your door. He knocked, sharp and deliberate, and waited.

A muffled voice from inside called, “Coming!”

The door creaked open, revealing you. Despite the exhaustion evident in your eyes and the pallor of your complexion, you greeted him with a weak but genuine smile.

“Oh, you must be… Shadow?” you asked hesitantly.

He nodded curtly, holding out the medicine. “Sonic sent me. He thought you might need this.”

You accepted the bag with a quiet “thank you,” looking up at him with an expression so open, so trusting, that it stopped him in his tracks. For a fleeting moment, he was no longer standing at your doorstep but aboard the ARK, looking into the kind eyes of someone he thought he’d lost forever.

Maria.

The resemblance wasn’t physical, but there was something about your demeanor—gentle, unassuming, and kind despite the pain you were clearly in—that tugged at a memory buried deep in his chest.

“You okay?” you asked, noticing his prolonged silence.

He blinked, snapping himself out of the moment. “Fine. Just… don’t forget to take the medicine.”

You chuckled lightly, the sound hoarse but pleasant. “I won’t. Thanks again, Shadow.”

He nodded again, turning on his heel and disappearing into the fading daylight.

To Shadow’s own surprise, he returned the next morning.

It had been a restless night. Thoughts of Maria swirled in his mind, but they mingled with the image of your weary yet kind face. He told himself he was simply being thorough, ensuring you were following the instructions for the medication.

When you opened the door again, wrapped in a blanket and looking just as surprised as you were grateful, Shadow felt the smallest pang of relief.

“You’re back,” you said, stepping aside to let him in.

“You didn’t seem capable of taking care of yourself yesterday,” he replied bluntly, though there was no malice in his tone.

You laughed softly. “Fair enough.”

It became a routine. Every morning, Shadow arrived with something—soup, tea, a fresh supply of tissues—and checked on you. At first, his visits were brief and businesslike. He would make sure you had what you needed and leave with little more than a nod. But as the days passed, the conversations grew longer.

You learned to expect his dry wit and sharp observations, and he found himself oddly drawn to your quiet resilience. Despite how miserable you felt, you always thanked him sincerely, your gratitude genuine and unassuming.

“You don’t have to keep doing this, you know,” you said one morning as he set a cup of tea on your bedside table.

“I know,” he replied simply, sitting in the chair he’d claimed as his own.

“Then why?”

He hesitated, his crimson eyes flicking to the floor. “You…” he paused, looking back at you with a sigh. “I don’t know.”

You didn’t press him, sensing the weight of his words, but your soft “Okay, thank you.” carried more meaning than either of you acknowledged.

By the time you were well enough to venture outside again, the bond between you and Shadow was undeniable.

“You don’t have to come by anymore,” you said one evening as he walked you back to your door after a short outing. “But… I’d miss you if you didn’t.”

He paused, his gaze meeting yours. There was something unspoken in his eyes, something vulnerable.

“I’d miss you too,” he admitted, the words slow but sincere.

Before you could second-guess yourself, you leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. His eyes widened, and for the first time since you’d met him, Shadow looked genuinely flustered.

“Thank you, Shadow,” you whispered. “For everything.”

His lips quirked into the smallest of smiles, a rare and precious sight. “I... You’re welcome.”

And from that moment on, his visits were no longer about ensuring your recovery—they were about seeing you.

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You're not like other people

The winner of the vote from yesterday was----

You're not like other people (Shadow x Reader) and I would like to thank everyone who participated in the voting system :)

Pairings -> Shadow The Hedgehog x Reader

Warnings -> None

Note -> Shadow seems to like you more than anyone else, you treat him better. He then starts to follow you around and stick to you just in case if something happens to you

Genre -> Fluff

Shadow The Hedgehog

You're not like other people...

You showed Shadow more kindness and gentleness, and he could tell you were a good-hearted person the moment he laid eyes on you.

He liked you more than anyone he had met, with the exception of Maria, because of your tender hands and your kind remarks.

He could see Maria within you since your sillyness showed whenever he was feeling low or depressed, and your smile illuminated the room on the darkest evenings.

Your affectionate gestures were different, you gave him soft pats or scratches behind his ears to help him relax, and your dancing made him cringe in the most flattering way possible to provoke a response from him rather that him being sulky all the time.

He adored everything you did for him, and he loved you in return.

Even if he's not very good at it, he merely thinks of all the things he could do to make you feel better, like protecting you or lifting your spirits when you're felling down. At least he's making an effort, or perhaps he's giving you presents in secret.

Ever since he fell down from saving the earth from explosion that Dr Gerald Robotnik wanted as revenge for his grand-daughter Maria, Shadow was convinced that this was the wrong thing to do as it won't bring Maria back..

His goal was to save the planet, and he succeeded, but at what cost? He could feel himself slipping downward more quickly.

When he collapsed back on Earth, he was unconscious, but where was he? He could smell the earthy dirt that tickled his nostrils, all he could feel beneath him was dirt.

However, he heard and sensed something else. A voice? Where was he and whose voice was that?

"Where did you come from?" The stranger's voice sounded clearer, and he could hear its kindness since it was free of fear, stuttering, or trembling.

Then he felt a kind, cautious hand embrace him in. "Oh you poor thing.. You must be hurt" He heard the voice again, and then he sensed a person moving.

What was he being taken to? He doesn't want to return, but what if they were to take him back?

Their footsteps were silent, and he could hear the rhythm of the person carrying him's heartbeat, whether it was fast or slow. He found that listening to the heartbeat helped him relax.

As they kept going, he could then hear them humming, which is incredibly pleasant and reassured him that nothing was to bother him.

Shadow heard the humming fade into the darkness as he knows couldn't hear anything around him, it had seem that he fully went to knocked out mode.

Now it felt hours on end as he now could hear things around him, his body felt warm and covered. His ear flickered at the slightest sound as he now was waking up, his eyes fluttering open as he groaned at the massive headache he just got.

He heard the humming again.. the sweet sound of humming that sooth his headache to go away..

He began to sit up as the blanket that was covering him slightly shifted off of his upper body, his fur was cleaned and hes air shoes were off, neatly placed on the floor near the bed that he was sitting on

He looked around to see where he was, he was definitely not back in the G.U.N base, but the room was slightly dimmed by the sunlight behind the curtains. The walls were painted in (F/C) and the carpet beneath looked soft and fluffy to stand on.

The humming has come to a stop as he saw the person standing near the door way for the room. It was a young person, a smile stuck on their face as they realised that Shadow was now awake

"Oh! You're awake" Their soft voice spoke, it sounded nice to listen to, but Shadow couldn't know if you could be trusted, his ear flicked again

"Can you talk?" You spoke, Shadow eyes lingered on you, trying to cause any squirmy reaction or at least a shiver, but he nodded

"Good! But I have a heap of questions to ask ya little guy" You spoke in pure excitement as you gave a little clap

Shadow was curious about you all of a sudden, you weren't scared of him

He was a 4-5ft hedgehog that was made in a laboratory how can you not be scared of him?

"Are- Are you not scared of me?" He spoke which made you froze suddenly, you didn't actually think he would speak

Your eyes were widen but softened "Of course not! Why would I be scared of a cute guy like you?"

Shadow huffed at that as his ear flicked at the word 'cute' but he didn't say anything to make you upset, the pure smile laid on your face made his heart soften

He could see Maria in you for some reason, even though he just met you. He knew he could trust you

"You can stay here as long as you want, I found you in a grass field near my house as I hear the commotion outside so I wanted to take a look and saw you, so I picked you up and took you back to my house which you are in right now"

Your kind words made him realise you were the one that picked him up and carried him back here, to your house

He gave a little huff though his nose as he said "Thank you" In a whispered tone but obviously you hear it as you gave a little giggle and stepped out of the room which caused him to follow you

He didn't know why but he just did, his mind was telling him that he can't trust you now but his heart was telling him to follow you and protect you

But you were so kind, so pure..

Like an angel

HEHEHHE THIS ONE MIGHT BE MY BEST ONE YET

-A<3

[mindless-existence1]

okay i have this cute idea for movie shadow x reader!! what if during one of their snuggle sessions or anything in general , shadows tail would wag unexpectedly whenever reader would scratch a certain spot behind his ears or under his chin and of course purring!! it’s just a thought i wanted to share lol :3

Hey sorry this took a minute, hope you enjoy. ❤️

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The night was quiet, save for the faint hum of the city in the distance. You and Shadow were nestled comfortably on the couch, the dim glow of a nearby lamp casting soft shadows across the room.

It had been a long day, and while Shadow would never outright admit it, you knew he enjoyed moments like these—just the two of you, away from the chaos, basking in each other’s warmth. Your fingers traced gentle patterns along his fur, absentmindedly brushing through the quills at the back of his head.

Shadow had his arms crossed, eyes closed, his usual stoic expression in place. But you could feel how relaxed he was, the way his breathing had slowed, his body melting ever so slightly into your touch.

Curious, you shifted your hand, fingers grazing a spot just behind his ear. A twitch. Your eyes flickered down. Had his tail just—? You bit your lip, trying to suppress a grin. Testing your theory, you scratched a little more, nails dragging lightly against the same spot.That was when it happened.

A single, undeniable wag. Your heart practically melted at the sight. Shadow, the Ultimate Lifeform, the brooding, untouchable warrior—was wagging his tail. He hadn’t noticed yet, still lost in the sensation.

Emboldened, you moved your hand lower, trailing under his chin. This time, a deep, low purr rumbled from his chest, his tail flicking again—stronger. You gasped. “Shadow, i love you.” He sighs heavily. “What? You didn't do anything did you?” His voice tired and accusatory.

Your lips curled into a mischievous smile as you stared pointedly at his tail, which was still betraying him with slow, unconscious wags. Shadow stiffened. It was like watching someone reboot after a critical error.

“You saw nothing.” His voice was firm, but the slight redness dusting his cheeks told a different story. You giggled, shifting closer, fingers teasingly scratching behind his ear again.

“That’s it,” he muttered, standing abruptly. Before you could react, he scooped you up effortlessly, tossing you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing. “Shadow—hey! Put me down!” You kicked your legs, laughing.

“No.” he declared simply, walking toward the bedroom. You huffed dramatically. “And what exactly are you planning to do?” He didn’t answer—he simply dropped you onto the bed and climbed in after you, wrapping an arm firmly around your waist to pin you against him.

His head rested on your shoulder, warm breath fanning against your skin. “…This doesn’t seem like a punishment,” you murmured, amused. “Silence.” His voice was softer now, sleepier.

You smiled, snuggling closer. You’d use this new found soft spot wisely.…Or not.

Because the second he drifted off, your fingers twitched with anticipation. Just one more scratch.

Just one.