#shadowthehedgehog

[plaksa-paks]

Supports his emo boyfriend♡︎

[goatkidb0i]

i uhhhhhhh i have no excuse for this, i just know it happened

[sonadbroken]

Оставлю тут арт из своего Au :'3.

[amy-rose-xo]

Flower's Reminder || SHADAMY [ONESHOT]

Shadow overhears that Amy loves white flowers. Suddenly, they start showing up everywhere, and out of frustration, he brings her one.

Shadow had always prided himself on his focus, on his ability to stay sharp no matter the situation. Yet recently, something—or rather, someone—had been pulling his thoughts in directions he couldn't control.

Amy Rose.

Her laugh, her energy, the way her emerald eyes lit up whenever she spoke. He’d overheard her once, chatting animatedly with Cream, her voice carrying through the crisp autumn air.

“I just love white flowers,” Amy had said, her cheeks flushed with excitement. “They’re so beautiful, and they go with everything!”

He hadn’t thought much of it at the time. But since that day, white flowers seemed to follow him everywhere. They bloomed along the edges of the forest during his training runs, grew in clusters near the base where he meditated, and even appeared randomly during his missions.

At first, he ignored them. But as days turned into weeks, they became impossible to overlook. It wasn’t the flowers themselves that frustrated him—it was the reminder of her, the way his mind wandered to thoughts of Amy whenever he saw them. It was distracting, infuriating... and yet, strangely intoxicating.

One particular morning, Shadow was out for a solitary walk when he saw them again: a patch of ivory blossoms swaying gently in the breeze. He stopped in his tracks, his crimson eyes narrowing.

“This is ridiculous,” he muttered, clenching his fists.

The flowers seemed to mock him, their pure white petals fluttering in the wind like they were in on some joke he didn’t understand. It was as if the world itself was constantly reminding him of her.

In a fit of irritation, Shadow bent down and plucked one of the flowers. He stared at it for a moment, the soft petals trembling in his hand. Why was he letting this get to him? It was just a flower... and yet, every time he saw it, he couldn’t help but think of her, of Amy. If he could just get rid of it, maybe he'd find some peace.

With a sharp exhale, he activated Chaos Control, wanting to get it over with quickly. Once he gave Amy the flower, he could finally focus on more important things. Right?

In an instant, Shadow appeared before the pink hedgehog and her young rabbit friend, who were sitting on a picnic blanket, enjoying their afternoon. Amy and Cream looked up in surprise as Shadow materialized before them, his stern gaze fixed ahead.

"Mr. Shadow?" Cream asked, her eyes wide with surprise.

Shadow didn’t answer. He stepped toward Amy, kneeling down to her eye level, and held out the flower to her with a steady hand. His expression was unreadable, his voice low and sharp.

“Take it,” he said curtly.

Amy blinked, her green eyes flicking between Shadow’s stern face and the delicate flower he offered. “For me?” she asked, her voice soft with confusion.

“No,” Shadow replied quickly, his tone colder than usual. “For me.”

Amy hesitated, a little confused as she looked at the flower in his hand, then back at his intense expression. “But... why?” she asked gently, sensing the unusual tension between them.

Shadow turned his head slightly, not quite meeting her gaze. “These flowers keep following me,” he muttered, his voice low. “They’re everywhere. They’re... distracting.” He trailed off, frustration creeping into his tone. His eyes moved toward her slowly, as if against his will. “And they’re always reminding me of...”

But his words stalled. Their gazes locked, and in that moment, everything seemed to freeze. His heart thudded loudly, and the words he was about to say caught in his throat. He had been on the verge of admitting it—that the flowers reminded him of her, of Amy—but now, with her eyes on him, he couldn’t. A warmth spread across his chest, and for a fleeting second, he felt utterly lost in the depth of her gaze.

His cheeks, ever so faintly, reddened. He quickly looked away, his voice almost a whisper now. “Just take it so I can be rid of them,” he muttered, his tone more strained than usual.

Amy smiled softly, as if she understood more than he’d intended to let on. Her fingers brushed over the petals of the flower in her hands. “Thank you, Shadow,” she said, her voice light and warm.

She raised the flower to her nose, breathing in the soft scent. A small smile bloomed on her face, and Shadow couldn’t help but watch her, his eyes fixed on the way she gently inhaled the fragrance. The sight of her joy, so pure and effortless, made his chest tighten, and he felt an unfamiliar flutter in his stomach.

He wasn’t sure why, but he couldn’t look away.

Amy’s gaze lifted from the flower, unaware of the way Shadow had been silently watching her. When their eyes met, it was Shadow who broke the connection first, his gaze darting away as though the moment had become too much.

Amy’s lips curved into a gentle smile. “This was really sweet of you, Shadow,” she said softly, her voice carrying a warmth that made his chest tighten.

“I... I have to go now,” he muttered, standing abruptly, his cheeks slightly red. “Enjoy your picnic.”

With a sharp flash of light and a crackle of energy, he was gone, leaving the faintest ripple in the air.

Amy sat motionless for a moment, staring at the spot where he’d been, the soft breeze rustling the petals of the flower still in her hand. Slowly, she glanced down at it, her smile deepening as she lifted it to her nose, inhaling its delicate fragrance.

Out of the corner of her eye, Amy noticed Cream staring at her, wide-eyed with curiosity. The young rabbit’s expression was a mixture of shock and wonder, her little hands clasped tightly together.

“Miss Amy,” Cream began tentatively, “Do you think Mr. Shadow might like you?”

The words made Amy’s cheeks burn, her blush spreading as she let out a flustered laugh. “I-I don't think so,” she said, her voice light but shaky. “Shadow’s just... complicated."

Cream tilted her head innocently. “Well, I think it was really nice of him,” she said with a smile.

Amy's fingers brushed over the soft petals once more, her smile lingering. She stared at the flower for a moment longer, her thoughts quietly drifting back to Shadow. Whatever his reasons, his awkward, unexpected gesture had left an impression.

"Yeah," she murmured, her cheeks still warm. "It was."

[END]

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Copyrights to Sega for the characters.

2025, Amy-Rose-xo / AmyRose-09

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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[undeaddeers]

[ultim8lif34rm]

Today was rather odd for me. Robotnik was out and doing his ordinary, going after Sonic. I wasn't bothered to begin with when I saw this from afar. But this damn blue rodent thought it was a smart decision to use me as a decoy and flee the scene. He's so lucky I was able to use Chaos Control in the moment, otherwise, I would've done something that we all don't want to happen. That wasn't all, he was just being an overall pest all day to me. I'll get revenge on him, just he wait.

[majindoodles]

 SONIC MOVIE 3 

[soontobecowboy]

rainy day☔️

[sukiiwake]

Hedgehog yaoi save me

[eloaholiveira]

Im obsessed with him

Had to sketch out how i think his mouth looks wide open, so it's figure + angler, screams like pandemonium as a bonus

Theres also sonadow doodles

Monster yaoi

[v1v4rt1]

[plaksa-paks]

Shadow... you are a terrible liar...

[droffie]

Odd siblings.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIOLIZARD!!! 🎂🎂🎂

[latapadraws]

doom edit close up

[amy-rose-xo]

Roots of Fate || SHADAMY [ONESHOT]

One small stumble leads Amy to an accidental kiss with Shadow on their way back from a mission. How will he react?

[SHADAMY ONESHOT] [MATURE 18+] [mainly because the kissing scene is a bit intense.]

The forest path was quiet, the rhythmic crunch of leaves underfoot blending with the soft hum of the evening. The golden rays of the setting sun filtered through the trees, casting long shadows that swayed with each step. Shadow strode ahead, the Chaos Emerald resting in his hand, its faint glow pulsing in time with his deliberate pace.

Behind him, Amy swung her hammer over her shoulder, her cheerful voice breaking the serene stillness. “You know, Shadow,” she began, her tone teasing, “I think we make a really great team. Don’t you?”

Shadow didn’t turn, his crimson gaze fixed on the path ahead. “We completed the mission. That’s all that matters,” he said flatly.

Amy groaned dramatically, quickening her steps to walk beside him. “Oh, come on, Shadow! You can’t deny we were awesome. And you have to admit, I was pretty helpful.” She flashed him a bright, hopeful smile, eager for any sign of approval.

Shadow spared her a brief glance, his expression unreadable. “You were… adequate,” he muttered, his tone indifferent.

Amy gasped, clutching her chest as though mortally offended. “Adequate? That’s all I get?” She rolled her eyes with an exaggerated sigh. “You really don’t know how to give a compliment, do you?”

Shadow said nothing, his focus already back on the trail. Amy frowned, determined to draw some kind of reaction out of him, even if it meant pestering him the entire way back.

But before she could press further, her foot caught on a root protruding from the ground. A startled yelp escaped her lips as she stumbled forward, her balance completely lost.

Shadow reacted instantly. He turned and caught her in one smooth motion, his hands gripping her waist to steady her just as she collided with him.

The impact sent her tumbling into his chest, and their faces suddenly inches apart. In the chaos of the stumble, Amy’s lips accidentally pressed against his.

Time seemed to freeze. Shadow stiffened, his crimson eyes widening in surprise, his grip on her waist firm and steady. Amy’s emerald eyes were just as startled, her breath catching as the unexpected warmth of their brief contact sent a jolt through them both.

Reality rushed back as Amy gasped, pulling away so quickly she almost lost her balance again. Her cheeks burned crimson, and she scrambled to create some distance between them. “I—I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to—I wasn’t looking where I was going, and—and—”

Shadow didn’t move, his gaze fixed on her as though frozen in place. The faint sensation of her lips lingered on his, an unfamiliar warmth that refused to fade. Slowly, almost unconsciously, he lifted a gloved hand to his mouth, brushing his fingers over the spot where her lips had touched. He'd never kissed anyone before. What was this feeling?

Amy’s heart pounded as she fumbled over her words. The realization hit her like a lightning bolt. That had been her first kiss. She had always imagined her first kiss would be with Sonic—planned, romantic, and perfect. But now... Shadow was her first kiss.

Shadow’s deep voice broke through her spiralling thoughts. “Your first kiss?” he asked, almost reading her mind, his tone low and curious.

Amy’s head snapped up, her cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red. “How—how did you—?” She shook her head quickly, her hands waving frantically. “I-I mean, yes... But it was an accident! I didn’t mean for it to happen!”

Shadow remained silent, his gaze lingering on her. Her flustered demeanour, her pink cheeks, the way she nervously fiddled with her hands—it stirred something in him. Something unfamiliar yet… intriguing.

“Hm... We should go,” he said after a moment, his voice calm but thoughtful. Then he paused, his crimson eyes softening as they met hers. “But before we do—”

He stepped closer, and Amy froze, her breath hitching. “Shadow?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Without another word, Shadow leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, slow and deliberate.

This kiss was nothing like the accidental brush from before. It began softly, almost hesitantly, as though he was testing her reaction. When Amy didn’t pull away, he leaned closer, the kiss growing more deliberate and purposeful. The intensity of it made Amy’s knees weak, her breath stolen by the confidence in his movements.

When his tongue brushed her bottom lip, she gasped softly, her hands instinctively reaching out to grip his arms. Taking her response as permission, he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring hers in a way that was both gentle and electrifying.

Amy’s mind went blank, her senses consumed by the warmth of him. She leaned into the kiss, her fingers clutching onto his arms tightly as her heart thundered in her chest.

Shadow, too, found himself lost in the moment. He hadn’t expected the kiss to feel like this—so consuming, so… right. The softness of her lips, the way she responded to him, the faint, sweet scent of her—it all captivated him in ways he couldn’t explain.

But the moment was shattered by a sharp crackle of static. Shadow's wrist communicator buzzed to life, Tails’ voice cutting through the charged air. “Amy? Shadow? Are you two on your way back? We’re waiting for you!”

Amy broke their kiss instantly, almost as if she was caught doing something she shouldn't be. Her cheeks bright red as she looks at the communicator.

Shadow’s crimson eyes narrowed as he lifted his wrist and spoke into the communicator with curt annoyance. “We’re on our way.” He ended the call abruptly, not waiting for a reply, the faint buzz of static disappearing into the forest silence.

Amy shifted nervously, her cheeks still flushed as she avoided his gaze. “I guess we should… head back,” she mumbled, her voice uneven.

Shadow stopped, turning slightly to glance at her. His expression remained unreadable, but his words were deliberate. “Yes,” he agreed, his voice low. “But first, I should thank you.”

Amy frowned, puzzled. “Thank me? For what?”

Shadow’s lips curved faintly—not quite a smirk but close enough to send her heart racing again. “For your first, second, and third kiss.”

Her eyes widened, her face igniting. “Third? But it was only—”

Before she could finish, Shadow stepped forward and kissed her again, his movements calm and decisive. The kiss was firm, commanding, and left no room for argument, as though he wanted her to fully understand the weight of his words.

When he pulled away, his crimson gaze met hers, unwavering. “If you decide to stop chasing that blue idiot,” he said smoothly, “You know where to find me.”

With that, he turned on his heel and started down the path, his steps steady and purposeful, grabbing the chaos emerald from the ground. “Now, let’s go,” he called back, his tone as if nothing extraordinary had happened.

Amy stood frozen, her fingers hovering over her lips as her thoughts spiralled out of control. Finally, snapping out of her daze, she clutched her hammer and hurried after him, her heart racing far too fast to ignore.

Somehow, the quiet forest path didn’t feel the same anymore.

[END]

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Copyrights to Sega for the Characters.

© 2025, @Amy-Rose-xo / AmyRose-09

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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EDIT: I changed 1 line towards the end as it was too similar to a line from a shadamy comic by an artist who has deleted their deviantart a while ago. Cannot link as it doesn't exist anymore but people may have seen it so I just changed the line.

[justcallmematt517]

Out of all the characters I would think of Sega letting out of Sonic Character Jail this year, Black Doom was not one of them.