#sonamy prompt

[cgmayra]

Combined Prompts

We all love a good Super Dark Sonamy, don’t we? XD Why not… both? In the same episode? :D lolol

Prompt:

It’s night.

Amy was told that Sonic’s quills had become as dark as the beautiful starry sky before her, missing him as astrologists missed those brilliant sights during the day.

Seeing the expanse of space again, she clutched her heart with one hand, looking around the forest, hoping she might catch the hurried hustle of a leafy breeze trying to scurry away into the dark.

“Sonic?” She did feel that wind, a sensation of something watching her was afoot… She just knew it.

“Sonic…” Her voice became more firm, her arched eyebrows now flattening out against her emerald pupils, suspiciously turning about.

“I know you’re going through… something.” She circled as she walked forward, trying to glimpse the very thing most avid fans or even normal eyes couldn’t trace well enough to sneak a peek at the infamous hedgehog.

“... Where are you?” Her voice became softer, almost enticing.

Something stirred in a nearby bush. The trees gently released some of their foliage, as though to signal to Amy that the wind she was seeking had rested here a moment… watching her from afar.

Amy’s eyes scanned multiple spots of the scene, before her eyes lit up like the moon above her, darting to the bush.

She lowered one hand to the ground, not fully crawling yet, but trying to see into the bush…

Her eyes squinted, before a hollow glow of white and black shown through on the other side…

She gasped, moving back and stumbling to now being on her bum, continuing to kick away as Sonic’s darker form moved out of the bush… getting back onto two legs as though moments prior, he was stalking a strange but comforting sound…

“Sonic…” Her eyes widened at the new sight…

Sonic stood tall, the moon behind him, as though to show its white glow was of the same intensity as his eyes now…

Amy searched for meaning, trying to find some expression in such a blank gaze… Like looking at a fiery piece of paper and realizing… whatever was there, would need a trained eye to coax the ink back out into the front, and read the delicate and suffering message upon it.

“Woah…” It was a mystery, but she turned her body to the side and slowly got back up, seeing this ‘new Sonic’ wasn’t going to hurt her.

Sonic would never hurt Amy…

She looked to the side of him, tilting her head almost comically to the side, threatening to fall over. “You’re…” She then smiled, circling him and giggling into a distant hand.

“You’re not a beast!” She laughed lightheartedly, making Sonic’s eyebrows raise as one went down with a slight crick of his head to show some stalled humor in that.

She chuckled again at his expression, “There you are.” She placed her hands on both sides of his face, recognizing the expression… “Buuttt… Hmm…” She looked around his eyes, “I still don’t see… the thing I love most about your face, Sonic…” She repositioned her footing, always having this sort of… cute wobble of instability about her stance.

“Emm… Where are they?” She lightly rubbed a thumb over his cheek, as he stared at her… nothing but white and the darkness coaxing his figure… But he visibly relaxed in her hold.

She ducked her nose down as she saw his eyelids close… After a few moments of silence, the shadowy body began to brighten back to a normal blue, and the wispy aura of dark emotions slowly ceased.

He flexed out his white gloves, and she lifted one hand off his cheek to look down at the sound of the tight fabric stretching.

“Thanks… Amy.”

Amy flinched the other hand off and skittered back in three, exactly small, steps before holding her hands up and slowly lowering them in her startlement at him speaking again.

“You okay?” She chimed, and put her hands behind her back, as he nodded with a signature smile.

“Never better..!” He flicked his nose in his iconic way, his eyes blinking back to life as their lime green color had returned like sunlit, grassy meadows.

“What brings you all the way out here?” He joked, trying to not show how much her company had meant to him.

After all, it was obvious there had been a change in him, need more be said?

She closed her own eyes, bowing her head in a slight giggle at his reluctance to speak further about what he must have been feeling, but pepped up to cheer him up even further. “Right.” She flared her arms out in a girlish manner to her sides, curving her wrists up slightly, as her noodly arms sweetly bent to show a ‘cute’ demeanour of play at work.

“Must of just been me.”

She nodded, then turned her head while keeping her curious eyes at him, as though one last final attempt to invite him to confess something.

But he nodded, showing that whatever she had done for him, it was enough. “Yeah. Thanks a heap… Amy.”

There was a loud crash while the two shared a warm smile of gratitude, and Sonic looked up at the sky behind his head.

His eyes looked as though the same thing that plagued them before… was threatening to do the same.

“What was that?” Amy reached out for Sonic, but her eyes never left the sky where he was staring at. Her footsteps leaned… before suddenly rushing in a clumsy manner to be beside him.

Sonic said nothing…

He looked serious, though, pulling out the Chaos Emeralds and looking them over.

She curiously followed his gaze, looking at their shimmering forms, before back up at Sonic.

“You’ve… collected them all?” She asked.

“Yeah… Me, Tails, and Knuckles did.” He nodded, confirming it. “We… We thought we needed them.”

That melancholy response… Amy suddenly felt a tightening in her chest, and held Sonic’s arm, making him look over at it.

“That seems… ominous. Or maybe… You didn’t need them… after all?” She tilted her head again, trying to light but also making humor her go-to to keep Sonic his usual, cheery self as well.

He looked to her with such eyes that made her drop her smile, which was what he always tried to avoid the most.

“It’s nothing.” He looked into each one of her eyes before speaking that, and put the relics of old power back into his back spikes. “It just means… I need a little bit more of your help this time around.”

His usual charm returning slightly, Amy straightened up and moved a little to give him room, putting her hands up by her cheeks, “Right! Tell me what I need to do!” She answered with enthusiasm, and he grinned at such a wonderful girl.

“There’s the right attitude.” He agreed, and held out his hand. “I need you… to keep me from that sound.”

“... Huh?” Amy was suddenly, figuratively knocked into left field. “D-Distracted?” She looked towards the direction where the sound came from.

However… Sonic didn’t dare look back.

“Yep!” With energy, he seemed to speak as though nothing was wrong. “Shouldn’t be too hard! I can’t go over there, that’s all.”

… That was never all…

Amy’s eyes looked worriedly towards that direction, seeing faded lights flashing from something in the misty fog… or was it… smoke?

“Keeping you from adventure… seems like an unlikely task…” She couldn’t help it, although she meant it in another way to cope through humor, her efforts to keep the mood light and happy were fading fast.

She looked at the hand that was still outstretched to her… something felt… not right.

Seeing he had made her worry… that was the second strike two in his pride’s ball game.

Women shouldn’t look so afraid… none of his friends should.

“Good thing you’re not a novice.” That bright, airy chime from him rose a fantastic, shining energy from within herself.

She looked at him with a genuinely overjoyed smile, opening her mouth to say something, before seeing his expression… was like it was locked into place…

She closed her mouth, nodding. “Right… Right, I’ll help you out.” She didn’t know why he couldn’t go back, but took his wrist and started to walk briskly in the other direction.

After a while, it felt like Sonic’s feet were sagging… more sounds of muffled gun fire… No,... Canons….

Tails had messaged her about Sonic’s last location, but she hadn’t heard from him sense.

She wanted to look back… but she worried she’d see her hero downhearted… she couldn’t bear to fail him now!

“Sonic, look!” She stopped her stride to point to a stream of light, “A shooting star!”

She didn’t hear anything, but felt his arm pull back slightly, as though before, he was slouching and now… standing taller to look up at the night’s sky.

“You know what that means, right?” She cheerily tried to keep herself from looking behind her…

She nodded, “You get to make a wish with-... Ah…”

She couldn’t help it. She lifted a finger to make a fact and turned around.

Her heart almost hit her knees…

It later fumbled off them and fell flat, even without a bounce, by her feet.

Sonic wasn’t staring at the sky anymore… he was fully turned to look back with roaming eyes at the sounds behind them… the sounds he had asked her to keep his attention away from.

“... Ohhhw, a simple walk isn’t gonna cut it!” She turned back to the front, mostly annoyed with herself, and then released somewhat her hold on his wrist.

Going down the hand, she gripped with such force his hand, making him turn to look at her first, then his hand, then back to her as she pulled him forward.

“W-Woah..!” He wobbled onto the leg he was forced to balance on while his other arm flailed a second in circles in the air.

But reaching to his quills, Amy ruffled her hands through them, and in still-frames, Sonic and her made funny poses as she kept rummaging through his quills to find what she was looking for.

“Ow! Ohh! Aye! Stop that!” Sonic had said in each pose.

“D’oh, you-, quit fussying! Hey! Got it!” She pulled out an Chaos Emerald, letting it bask a moment in the moonlight as she helt it up. “This will do the trick.” She winked back at him.

“Sonic, it’s time!” She held the Chaos Emerald in front of him, “To go Super Sonic!”

He blinked a moment, but the music swelled and he nodded, smirking at her idea. “You know what..? I think you’re right!”

He threw out his other free hand and gripped the Chaos Emerald, also taking her hand that was holding it in the process.

The music suddenly stilled as the other Chaos Emeralds took their place in a circle, their lights now rivaling that of both the flashes in the distance, and the moon’s jealous but curious throne.

As they surrounded them, spinning to slowly rush into the center of Sonic’s being, he pulled Amy into a tight hug.

She let out a cute grunt of startlement… before closing her eyes tight by his shoulder when the light became too much for them.

When the brightness dissipated… she looked up with batted lashes.

“Sonic!” She cheered, as he was radiantly glowing the golden blonde of her hero’s final form.

He smiled kindly to her, and as though out of appreciation, followed through with her plan as though having read it cover to cover.

Since both hands were still holding her own, he gently guided her to step on his feet, which was a bit of an awkward ‘lightbulb’ moment for Amy because she wasn’t sure what he meant until he looked down to show her.

He tapped his foot and she realized he wanted her to step up onto it.

“But… it might ruin the white?” She stated, but he just chuckled at that, his shoulders bouncing.

“Only you’d think of something like that in a time like this… Amy.” He seemed to end that sentence with a beautiful crescendo of affection for her.

Mesmerized by that switch-up, Amy leaned in. “Ohhhh…” She was smitten by it, and stepped up onto his feet.

“W-Woah..!” She wobbled as he pushed off the ground, slowly drifting into the air.

He closed his eyes and laughed, trying to use her head to block his sight of the ‘fight’ happening behind her.

“Shall we?” He knew what he needed to do now.

“Hmm?” She tilted her head, and he flew in a few silly twirls of their bodies, laughing at her trying to stay upright. “Sooniiicc..!!” , “Hahaha..!”

They flew over a lake, and he slightly brought one of his feet away from her own, gesturing with his nose for her to dip her shoe’s toe in at the top of the water.

She did so, but looked confused why, until her face lit up as he dragged her over the surface of it.

Reeling her somewhat back, she instinctively leaned her body down, ready…

He threw her forward and she jumped, perfectly in time with him, as though his actions were her favorite novel… she knew now that he read her intentions perfectly from before.

She stepped against the water three times, more like skipped, because of how powerful Sonic’s throw had been, before spreading her arms out wide and making her body as long and thin as possible–knowing what would come next.

A waterfall… but before she gravity could try and claim her into a falling decent, Sonic spun into a perfect catch, hugging her waist.

She kicked the air a few times, as though that would ‘somehow’ help him soar higher, and he rose over the treetops to carry them far above where the flickies below were watching them.

He then simply tossed her lightly into the air, as she struck a ballerina’s post with elegance, and after a minor chuckle, spun around to catch her again and continue on their flight… in the opposite direction… trying to get it as far behind him as possible.

Or… was he..?

He looped back, stopping in the air to watch the faded lights…

“Ah… uhhhh, Sonic! Sonic! L-look over there!” Amy searched the ground, but then pointed randomly to try and keep her mission a success. “Sooniiiccc-!!!”

“Hmm?” He looked back down, lightly pivoting their bodies to a ‘swish’ in the air.

Suddenly… through Amy’s squinted eye, trying to stay in Sonic’s arms… Colors of lights…

She looked down, as Sonic smiled with a smirk.

“They’re finally here…”

“Who’s here..?” Amy curiously leaned down, but was slipping out of Sonic’s grasp. “A-ah-Ah!!!” She quickly reached back to fling her arms around his neck, now perfectly in front of him, her feet hilariously sticking her bum out as she got both feet back to Sonic’s, who had stuck them out once realizing she was slipping out of his arms.

They stared at each other… but Sonic with his usual smile and her-…her breath taken away to step back into her throat, pushing at the back of it as though blushing too shyly to confront him so up close…

Her muzzle began to turn pink, but he just tilted his head… “Something… the matter, Amy?” He lightly teased her.

His eyes flickered down to the growing bundle of different colored lights, then back to her eyes, “... You weren’t thinking of diving down to join them… leaving me all up here alone now… were you?”

She slowly, cutely shook her head in response, pulling her head down and back from him.

He could hear her swallow hard and his nose twitched just above her cheek he was inherently finding himself tilting into.

“Oh..? You sure about that?” He suddenly twisted his head to the side of her bluntly reddening face at this point, having leaned like this to have his mouth angled up towards her ears on the top of her head, meaning she could now only see his mischievous, toothy grin at knowing what he was doing to her.

“Oh!” She turned away, closing her eyes in embarrassment and pulling away from him. “Soonniic-ic-ic-ahhh!!!” He purposefully, slowly moved his arms away and off from around her waist, looking as though a bird about to take flight, and dipped her down, “Don’t let me stop you, Amyyyy!!!”

As she cried out, falling through the air, a beautiful array of–… blobs..?–rushed by her before a few caught her feet and backside.

She felt like she was trying to balance on blocky rollerskates, but no blades…

“W-Woah-Woah..!” Trying to keep her balance, the Wisps all seemed to giggle in their coded language, keeping her upright and spinning her about until she was fully able to use her arms to correct her stature.

Sonic flew down, a sly-hog if there ever was one, hands behind his back, and bowing almost to see her funny expression.

“Meet my friends, Amy..!” He beamed.

“Fellas, help a hedgehog out here!” He rose a hand up to gesture for a few to come back down from the sky, and parted a ways away from Amy as they all started to form a beautiful… disco floor?

The colors began to move up and down, as though they were dancing, and Sonic swooped in to grab Amy and start dancing her on their heads.

The tips of some, the blocky footholds of others, and so on.

It was a lovely time~ Sonic kicking his feet as he bent a knee on each head, letting Amy be held up by the Wisps at her feet and one carefully keeping her back from leaning too far one way or the other.

It would wrap its arms under her armpits to help her out as Sonic held one of her hands, and let the other hopelessly, desperately cling to him.

He thought this was the funniest thing, and eventually, Amy did smile and start to enjoy the ‘impromptu waltz’ among the colorful stars…

“W-wait…” She blinked, having to bring herself back to reality. “W-Why are your ‘friends’ here, though?”

Sonic slowly brought their dance to a halt, and smiled easily to her questions, but also looked a bit uneased…

“Don’t you…” She stopped that first question, not wanting to remind him of the scene behind them… She looked down, thinking…

“H-How’d you know they would show up?” She looked back up at him, “Aren’t they from… space? They were following the river, towards the lake… and…” She realized she didn’t know the landscape as well as she thought she had.

Sonic nodded, turning to hold her against his chest, now raising both legs up and letting her lay on him like a hammock suspended in the air.

“I was told to wait for their signal… I’m guessing this means they’ve done what they needed to.” He looked back to Amy, “I was pretty upset… Being told to just… sit by and let all that destruction happen… without doing anything about it yet.” He moved a layer of her quill out of her face, making her almost entranced by the rainbowic colors of Wisps flying below them and mingling one with each other… and then… him.

Simply the man of her dreams~

“You know how I hate to wait and be on ‘standby’... So, I… I asked you to help me.” He seemed to be leaving out some crucial details… like, actively avoiding why he was in that… strange… darker form just now.

But…

She remembered what he said. Leaving the past there, in fading memory, and only thinking of the bright moment before her.

Looking on either side of him, she pulled her wrists up, still using his chest as support, and then…

“Weeeeellll~” She skimmed them back down, up into his thin fur as his expression completely changed, his plan… backfiring on him suddenly.

He looked down at her fingers paving through the soft belly and chest fur on himself before looking up at her as though completely flabbergasted at the audacious act.

“I’m not a novice~” She tilted her head up into the air, giving a cocky but nervous smile as well as lowering her eyes with the tilt of her flirtatious head, looking to him as though trying to remain emboldened but it was fading fast as she had to look away from his eyes furrowing and his mouth looking as though pushed together in an equally aware and funny expression.

She was equally a ‘sly-hog’, and Sonic smirked after his silent compliment and ridicule of her hilarious tease.

“Not forever.”

His retort had her look back with a wide-open gasp, and he chuckled, making his belly bounce and her body jump a few times since she was laying on top of it.

“Well… now that they’re here.” He looked to the side of them, seeing the colorful Wisps moving towards the lights and sound in the distance, one even pausing to fly somewhat over to them and gesture with his bluish alien hand for them to follow, then flew back into the mass of them.

“It’s time.” He quoted yet again, and looked back to Amy.

His smile… softened.

His eyes darted around her expression and… he took hold of one of her bent arm’s elbow and leaned up, parting her three bangs on her head a moment to look at her more clearly.

“I’ve say… you’ve gotten almost too good at it…”

He leaned closer.

His head tilt.

“Distracting… me…”

She closed her eyes… a little sillily squinting them shut in anticipation…

When she blinked them open, his entire frame and silhouette was perfectly replaced by Wisps, the triangular shapes ones as his three iconic quills, and the others contorting their bodies to make the rest of it.

They seemed to giggle and laugh as Amy fell through the air, screaming, before being caught on the bobbing wave of Wisps, like a floating river pulling her downstream towards where Sonic’s comet trail of yellow was blazing off too.

“OooooOOOOoooohhhwww!!!” After sitting up on her bum again, she threw her arms about to shake the very heavens and just nearly avoid bonking her head and whacking the other flying Wisps around her, “I won’t forgive you this time! SOOOOONNNICCCCCCCCCC!!!!”

She was carried down the colorful galaxy of bouncing and flying alien bodies… Sonic didn’t look back… but his eyes did, to smirk and relax his eyes at a secret thought… he hoped she didn’t read into it.

‘Not this time.’

[avatar-mikazuki]

Sonamy, but it's a series. They're in a band singing songs from the games Sonic composed, and then "Vandalize" comes out, and everything changes.. this song is weirdly *gasp* romantic!?!? Omggg support singer Amy writes a song back!? Omggg

Yk? Yk? Y'all catch my drift? Someone, please write it. I'm not good at fanfiction 💀😭🙏

[starzarealligned]

"Nah, ima do my own thing"

These are like 4 days old, I haven’t got the energy to draw any (new) sonic doodles 😞 Been focusing on oc art!

(NO SHIP WARS PLZ 😭‼️I DABBLE IN EVERYTHING BUT THIS AINT A SHIP POST)

[e-vay]

Hello, I've been roaming your art tag for a while and I am stoke! And I want to add my grain of sand to the soft prompt list with Prime!Sonic and Thorn Rose + 12

That little comic you just uploaded made me so happy! Prime!Sonamy FTW🥰

Your work is so heartwarming to look at!!☺️ Big fan 😃

12 - “You could say I’m fond of you” from this prompt.

Thank you so much for the kind words! It means a lot to me and I’m glad you enjoy it. Thanks for this prompt, I actually love Prime!Sonic and Thorn (hell, I love every Sonic with every Amy, who am I kiddin?)

I’m no longer accepting any more prompts at this time, sorry! I still have several to get through.

[suna1suna1]

Cotton candy date

Inspired by this prompt I made

[skinny-beanz]

My belated day 2 of Sonamy week! At first I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do for the 90s theme, but then I watched a bunch of roller skating videos which reminded me that skate culture was a thing back then, so I thought it’d be cute to draw them skating together :)

Gave them some 90s inspired outfits (Sonic’s is based on the outfit my sister (@michdoodles) came up with for her entry) and a little backdrop inspired by Sega Genesis boxes

Overall I had a ton of fun drawing this but I wish it didn’t take me two days to do it xP

[artsymephy]

Sonic and Amy ! 💙🩷

[power-rings]

Hogs and Suds

26. A bubbly bath together

Sonic totally forgot again, didn't he? She didn't receive any chocolate, flowers, or any other special treatment from him. Amy didn't really expect too much from him, unless it was their wedding anniversary, or even her birthday. Valentine's Day was overlooked almost every year by the blue blur. So, once more she wasn't too disappointed. Most of the day, Sonic was away anyway. During his absence, Amy just watched romantic movies. Ordered take-out, and cleaned up the house.

Not exactly what she had planned for the holiday. But, she didn't complain. Once Sonic finally came home, their nightly routine was pretty much the same as any other day. They talked about their day, and watched a movie together like they usually would on a Friday. Sonic couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, though. After all the years they've known each other, Sonic was slowly starting to pick up on small things. Any strange body language from Amy, he would be concerned that he done something stupid; and she'll text him in the morning "we need to talk". Of course, when he would ask her... the pink hedgehog just responded that she was just tired. When they settled in for bed, Amy sat up to read a book, like most nights. It wasn't long before Sonic hit the pillow, he would be out like a light. Amy was probably up until midnight, or longer because the book had gotten so interesting. Sonic finally told her to get some shut-eye around 2:30am. Stating that would explain why she was so tired.

Amy shut her book, and rolled her eyes. She gave him a peck on the cheek, and then finally settled in with a sad sigh.

He had said he would do better about keeping track with important dates. Yet, again... failing to do so. It was just a stupid overhyped holiday, Amy started telling herself. His failing to show appreciation, and love towards her would never change how she feels for him. But, the effort would have been nice, though, right? She wasn't wrong for wanting him to show some effort, was she?

-

Unbeknownst to Amy, Sonic finally had realized what day it was when he woke up around 5am for his daily run. He cursed himself repeatedly. He had to make it up to her. He cut his run shorter than normal, and started hitting random shops. Now it was the day after Valentine's Day, a lot of shops were low in stock in various items he had wanted to get her. Flowers, or cards weren't enough and he knew that. She deserved more. Throughout the morning, and into the mid-afternoon he ordered her favorite flowers, chocolate, and he even purchased a huge stuffed animal that she had showed interest in. He reserved a table at the fanciest restaurant in the city. He wanted to get a spot for her to get a spa today but they were booked out, and closing early due to the weekend. He will just get that reserved for her on the next week.

Sonic stopped by Vanilla's cafe, to find Amy was helping her during the busiest shift of the day. He hung behind until the crowd started to clear out. Amy hardly acknowledged his presence, not even seeing him among the crowd of costumers. When he approached the counter, she instantly saw the apologetic smile spreading on his face.

"Can you get out early, Ames?" He ran a hand down his quills, feeling so bad that he had forgotten about yesterday. "I was thinkin' we could check out that Italian restaurant in Station Square. What ya' think?" His emerald eyes looking hopeful. She raised her brow at him, scanning over his features.

Before she could respond, Vanilla butted in. "Absolutely, m'dear! I can have her leaving by 4, will that work?" Of course the older Mobian knew that Sonic had forgotten about Valentine's Day; Amy tells her about everything. Sonic gave a eager nod, and smiled back at his wife. Before more costumers came rolling in, Sonic quickly apologized for yesterday, and the two shared a kiss.

When he was long gone, Amy approached Vanilla in the back of the cafe to help her sort through some inventory. "Is it so hard for him to remember stuff like this?"

"Amy dear, you've known him for many years. You think that would change automatically when you two became married? You'll one day overlook celebrating Valentine's Day, and just appreciate the small things... how he shows his love for you." The rabbit handed her a box of items, and went back to the front of the building to take orders.

Following her, Amy opened her mouth to argue. "But, I do appreciate the small things he does ... I... just.." Amy trailed off, lost in her thoughts. Honestly, she didn't know what to say from this point on. Perhaps, Vanilla was right.

As expected, Amy was clocked out at 4pm that day. She hated to leave the cafe, because the costumers kept flooding in, and it felt like they weren't able to catch up. They were running out of items that was their specials for the day. To make things even more difficult, one of their coffee machines ended up breaking on them, so they were short on equipment, and that meant the costumers would be waiting longer. Cream had came in shortly, and a couple other employees that were scheduled for a later shift. Vanilla eventually pushed Amy out from behind the counter, and removed her apron. "Go on. Spend time with your husband."

When she came home, she found the various items that Sonic had found for her. Thinking about what Vanilla had said earlier, she appreciated every single item that he picked. He actually did a good job for as forgetful as he was. After admiring the items, and sneaking a bite of candy, she started to get ready for the date. He told her the reservation will be at 6pm, so she had plenty of time to go through her wardrobe, and get some makeup on.

It didn't take her too long to find a sparkly-red dress, that was cut off near her hip. It showed off her figure very well, now that she was pleased with her outfit. Infront of her vanity, she looked herself over, and started working on applying some mascara, eyeshadow, blush, and scarlet red lipstick. She sprayed some of her favorite perfume, and one of the fragrances that Sonic actually could tolerate; which was hard to come by, because he typically stick his nose up at most of her fragrances she had bought.

--

When she arrived at the restaurant, he had told her earlier that afternoon he'd meet her there, so for about a minute or two in line, she waited, until the host got her attention. He addressed that because of the busy hours, it would be a 30 minute wait, until she would be seated. "It should be under... hedgehog. Or maybe Sonic?" Amy scanned around the city, looking for any sights of her husband.

"Ah, yes! Right here. Great timing. Did you want to wait until he arrives? Then I can seat the two of you."

It was clear that she was disappointed, half hoping perhaps he was waiting for her inside the restaurant. She knew they were packed tonight, so she just said she'll wait for him at their table. Not long after that, a waiter came forward with a wine bottle. It looked expensive. "Wine for the beautiful lady?" It wasn't common for her to drink wine, but it was for a special occasion so she accepted the offer, and he poured a generous amount into the glass at the end of the table.

Amy probably waited about 5 more minutes, before long she was drinking a second glass of red wine. Finally, the waiter came back to ask if she was ready to order her food. With a sigh, she scanned through the menu. "A side salad with fettucine alfredo as the entree', please?" After he left her table to put in her order, Amy started to really admire the atmosphere of the restaurant. The owners really did not spare no expense, that was for sure. While waiting, she scanned through her phone. Hoping to see a message from her husband, at least. Only a message she hadn't opened, it was from Cream, and that was 4 hours ago. She gobbled up her salad once it arrived. She was far more hungry than she had thought. She ate half of some complimentary bread that was sat before in a basket. Finally, about 15 minutes later they brought the main course.

"Are you expecting anyone?" The waiter finally asked, picking up the menu that sat across from Amy. In disappointment, she shook her head. Then asked for another glass of wine before he left to take care of another table.

Tables and tables started to be cleared, only to be replaced with more guests being seated shortly after. Amy was long done with her meal by now, and decided she should not probably get another glass of wine. She felt if she had one more glass, she would be tipsy for sure. When the waiter came back to her table with a to-go box, and her receipt he was apologetic to her concerning her date not showing up.

Amy had became accustomed to it over the years. She thanked him, and complimented the food. She left her money in the sleeve with the receipt, and a generous tip. When she left the restaurant she wiped at her eyes, stubbornly refusing to let herself shred these tears. It didn't take her too long before she arrived back home. Anger filled her form, replacing the sadness that she felt. Quickly, she pulled dress over her head, letting it fall to the floor, and stomped to the bedroom with a box full of chocolate treats in hand.

Kicking her shoes off, and slipping out of her undergarments, she ventured into the master bathroom. After the disappointing day she had, she knew it was due time for a bubble bath. Either playing some music, or even a movie while she bathes... would probably suffice as well. While the tub was filling with water, and the bubbles started to come alive in the huge tub, she could have sworn she had heard something outside, but paid it no attention. She fixed the tray that was positioned over the tub, and placed the box of chocolates ontop. She carefully slid into the tub, giving a sigh of satisfaction seconds after getting into the water. Soothing away any aches, and for even just a moment making her forget the audacity of Sonic The Hedgehog abandoning her again.

Devouring the candy, and listening to some relaxing music, Amy was almost too relaxed, until the bathroom door abruptly swung open. She shrieked, and covered her chest to no avail.

"Ames- Oh... thank Chaos. You are home!" Amy frowned at the messy-looking husband of hers, as he stepped into their bathroom. He gave a sigh, and sat on the lonely stool near her vanity. He looked at her, noticing the familiar look he had received many times after he wasn't a no-show on their date night, "I can explain, babe. Listen... Eggman started screwing around-"

"Just say you forgot. Again." She was clearly hurt, and Sonic couldn't blame her. She turned away from him.

"I didn't forget, not this time! I swear..." Sonic stepped closer to the side of the tub, he couldn't help but admire her body.. although hardly visible with all the bubbles. "I'm trying my best to remember our date nights, Ames. I really am. This is why I don't plan anything... ya' never know when Eggman will be up to no good. " Honestly, she couldn't really too upset with him, Sonic had a lot on his shoulders as the well-known hero of the world. Quite frankly, it seems as if Eggman was starting to keep them apart more often than before they became husband and wife.

"I... was just hoping to spend more time with you, that is all." Amy gave a deep sigh, and reached for his hand. "We've been caught up with work.. and Egghead... it seems like we never find the time anymore."

He gave her hand a squeeze, and then left the bathroom to kick off his socks and shoes, leaving them near his side of the bed. He returned and nervously glanced at the water in the tub.

"Babe?" Amy eyebrows furrowed in confusion, watching the conflicted blue hedgehog.

Slowly, he stepped into the tub, gripping the sides tightly as he lowered his body further. Nervously smiling back at Amy, this earned a giggle from her. "You wanted to spend more time together... so.. " Sonic inched closer to his now blushing bride, his strong arms wrapping around her naked form, he went to kiss her and then playfully pulled away, "unless you're still pissed at me, of course?" He grinned from ear to ear. "But, I always did enjoy make up sex...so, shall we make up?" Quickly, he was shoved away, before Amy climbed ontop of him, and pulled into a passionate kiss.

[beevean]

A ship of your own choosing + sleep! ^-^

Keeping Sonic still is a fruitless endeavor. He's like the wind, fast and free and impossible to catch. Amy learned this the hard way, when she was younger.

But after all the adventures they've gone through, Sonic has grown comfortable enough to sleep on her shoulder, if only for a short while, allowing Amy to carefully comb through his quills.

No one can catch Sonic. But he can choose who to rest with.

[madmanwonder]

Prompt

Amy towards Sonic since you know she would want that the most when it comes to the hedgehog. How he takes this is all on you.

Marry Me Damnit!

"Sonic!" Amy growled in a dark voice as she forced the scared Sonic against the wall with her super strength as she growl like a angry lion, her green eyes stare deep into his green eyes.

"A-Amy. W-What the big deal...."

"Marry Me Damnit!" Amy barked as she radiated a very dangerous aura of wrath and determination that made the blue speedster to feel fear for his life.

[cgmayra]

Doing this while on a double-16 hour shift. Meaning, I did 16's yesterday and today, so if my writing seems really off, you know now why XD

I've been struggling with writing for some time now. I've been trying to heal and work on other things, but thank you so much--My Cuties--for your patience with me.

I always am inspired by your support, and your passionate memory of me and my works.

I'm so glad I could inspire you. Stay tuned!

PROMPTS ARE SHUTDOWN FOREVER. Sorry for your loss :'( Finishing the ones already submitted during the event due date. None are to be accepted henceforth and forever more! I gotta write my own stories again, sorry XD Life is but all work~ (Sang like, 'Life is but a dream'.)

Prompt:

Fabrics. Buttons. Can’t forget the soft stuff is the outer layer. Oh! Sewing! Finally!

I was so excited to get this going! I put it straight up to my mirror, overlapping my body to make sure the proportions were right.

I often made sweaters for Penguins, but if I’m being truly honest, I haven’t really tested myself properly with forging my own clothes!

“I will conquer this contest!” I held up my arms to the ceiling, as though declaring my intentions with sound, purposeful might!

After all, the winner gets to meet the voice actor for my favorite little pupper! His voice is so cute when he barks on the new show they just aired, and everyone wants to dress up as a version of him!

Looking online, though… It seems there’s a lot of people who judge ridiculously for these competitions… I felt a little embarrassed… but I ended up asking Sticks for some advice.

She’s really good at… umm… should I call it, ‘Makeshifting’ stuff?

I think that’s appropriate. It’ll suffice.

Sticks, of course, couldn’t keep a secret for the life of her. I was asking the Walrus mother about some patchwork questions when I heard a BURST of laughter coming from our favorite Burger place…

Now I was really mad..!

I squandered my entrance with hasty, stomping footsteps as my cheek kept puffing up to ridiculous heights of anger.

I stopped only to square up as Sticks was showing my prototype cosplay of my favorite Pup to our friends, who were mocking it as I had feared the judges would as well.

But… But I had to win that one on one time with that Voice Actor!

“Enough!” I stomped my foot down again and threw my arms down. That really made them flinch, they were so… So..! 

My fist shook in rage. It rose up… and I… I regret it, but I couldn’t keep my emotions from blowing up.

“You’re all so self-absorbed sometimes!”

The silence was deafening.

I felt my eyes welling up, but I wouldn’t dare release tears to their mockery.

I stormed past Sonic, Knuckles, and Tails to rip the Pup costume out of Sticks’s hands… she was standing up on a table, the others sitting at another one to watch as though an audience to my hard work being treated like a child’s art and crafts hung on the fridge…

I wanted so much more than that for this costume,... and looking at it, my rage turned to disappointment… mostly in myself.

I just wanted to meet my favorite character’s voice actor… Or at least, get a chance to take pictures and… and…

I saw the fake fur growing darker in spots… water falling from my eyes.

I threw my face into the fuzz and raced away, the little prototype face of the pup still forever dorky and adorable, as though trying to comfort me…

Back at home, I heard a knock on the door, and ignored the pitiful cries of my friends… before looking up from leaning my head over the armrest of the couch to see they were all just watching me from my bare and open window.

I sighed, letting them in.

They were adorable!!!!

They actually spent the time to all make Puppy costumes! We’d all be so cute going to the convention they were hosting for the World Championships of my favorite puppy game, that I almost lost it in my excitement!

We all then worked together to perfect our cosplays, looking up tutorials–as recommended of Tails–and Knuckles doing the heavy-lifting bargaining sales by fighting old ladies for our supplies at the one craft store in the village.

Sonic was speedy with needlework, though it wasn’t the finest, he practiced and pricked his finger all night to perfect it. He admitted he felt a little weird doing the hobby, but you know what?

I saw him practicing with yarns in knitting! Haha! I think he found something he actually really likes! Now that he’s got the whole ‘hand-eye’ coordination nailed down flat.

I winked at him, and he smiled to me. For the first time in a long time, I was reminded why I loved him so much.

I blushed when he asked me, still minding his own business with his cosplay gluing of silly eyeballs that bounced around for the project. “Why do you want to win so bad at this costume contest, anyway, Ames? We could have all just gone to support you in winning the championship.”

“Emm… I think Eggman’s gonna enter it. I would much prefer the prize of-” I suddenly halted and put my face into the paw that I was working on, making sure the fluff was getting stuffed into it correctly. “Quality time with the Voice Actor!”

“H-Huh?” Sonic suddenly stopped working but I was buried deep in soft toe-pads~

My literal dream~!

“Hehe. He’s my favorite.” I pulled out only to hear the heavy fabric of his cosplay slide off the couch from Sonic’s lap.

“Hmm?” But when I turned to look at him, he had sped off, and I wasn’t sure what that was about…

My best guess? He was probably antsy from putting in so much work while staying in one place for too long. He needed to stretch his legs, I get it.

It was then that I noticed… his Pup Costume was actually the best friend of my Puppy’s! I was so happy to see which Puppy he picked!

I wonder… did he watch the show? I thought him and Knuckles called it a bore when I tried to watch it with them. Sticks just thinks the convention is a conspiracy to drain creatively suffering artists of all their pocketbooks while feeding them government distractions from what was really going on in their lives… but everyone already knew and accepted that, so I didn’t bother discussing it further.

However, Tails and me were all about that sweet, sweet lore~

Tails had some fun theories! He was playing the Grand Grandpa German Shepard character that was only found within the television series, having some CRAZY theories that he was actually a wizard.

I think the new collectible line of their pieces for the game is going to eventually come out with him, not just as a toy, but they’re waiting for the big season finale coming up before they drop it, I think.

Finally, we had all gotten our cosplays ready, and taking a fun picture really quick, we entered the convention as Sticks immediately began a protest soapbox performance in the corner of the giant building.

Not surprising anyone… she got a huge following, who wanted to add her to their social medias, but she thought that meant scuba diving into her personal life and breaching her security, making her rear up like a cat’s back hairs and hiss them away, running from her new adoring fans.

Knuckles was the giant Saint Bernard Pup, and immediately got stepped every few steps he took for a picture. He lifted up fans and seemed to really soak in all the attention! In fact, I think he even mentioned that maybe the show and game wasn’t all that bad! I was proud of him for opening up his… uh… well, what was surely there of his big noggin’ brain to other possibilities of what was defined as ‘cool’.

Tails was already debating with fans about rumors, leaks, and got really sucked into the collectible Puppy Piece Bobbleheads that were there. Extremely limited editions, and although he told me he wasn’t about that life, he clearly got thrown into the puppy void vortex of their advertisement and ranking pool.

I hope he got a rare rainbow or reverse holo. I hear those skins are rare.

I suddenly felt a hand grasp mine and gasped, turning around to see… Sonic?

I was almost certain everyone had dispersed… but seeing him still here… it brought a warm smile to my anxious heart.

“You… You’re gonna come to the contest with me?” I beamed, trying to hold my excitement in at his sweet gesture.

“Why else would I wear this costume?” He shrugged, trying to play it cool, but I loved his shyness.

Evvvveeennn if it got a little annoying sometimes… because he really ought to learn how to express himself better.

Sigh, for another day~

“Oh! There he is!” I pointed to the man of the hour! The admiration of my tiny little heart beating like a true Puppy Fan! “There he isss!!!” I shook Sonic, careful to not mess up his cosplay, but incredibly overjoyed as I jumped on differing legs, back and forth, swinging my oversized onesie I made from scratch to and fro.

“It’s Marks Dan Barkman! His yips and growls are so profound! His whines and gruffy huffs are to die for! And his howl!!!!” I held up my hands to my idol, not realizing…

Sonic had let go of my hand long ago…

I was so distracted, but quickly reached back to grab Sonic’s arm and drag him over to the sign up table.

“Dave?” I was surprised to see him working the stand.

He shrugged, “Eh, it’s a job.” He breathily stated as though exasperated, pulling out a baton and whacking some eager fans hands away from the participation sheet. “ONE AT A TIME!” He hollered, then sighed and sat back down, handing me the paper.

“Here you… uh… go. Just sign here… here… sign your soul over here… Your individual property rights… name and number… social security… thank you, you may proceed.”

After I just filled out the necessities, I rushed to the stage’s stairs and looked back at Sonic.

He looked… for some reason, shaken up.

I smiled warmly to him, rushing back over and giving him a hug. “I know it’s a lot of people and the smell is atrocious…” I gagged a little, then pulled away, “But it really means the world to me that you’re supporting me, Sonic!”

I couldn’t read his expression.

I just gave him a sweet, close-eyed smile and raced up the stairs!

I did a cute little improv, walking around as the fans cheered for me. It was amazing!

Since I liked doing a little writing on the side… I decided to perform and even shook my bum to make the puppy tail, fashioned with springs, to wiggle wildly, which was a signature for the pupper.

They all went ballistic with the detail and fine-finishing of my cosplay! And I actually won!

I was so excited, my fists were up by my face, and I got to stand. In. front. Of. “MARKS. HEHEHEHE. DAN. HAHAHAH. BARKMAN.” I almost fainted, but he was so charming and caught me, pulling me back to him.

“Haha, you’re a sweet one! What’s your name, little pup?”

I practically died.

“Amy Rose! Heheh~ I’m your biggest fan!”

I heard something like a howl or whine from the crowd, but the impression didn’t sound anything like a puppy character I knew, and it followed by a snap of something, but I couldn’t see from the spotlights on the stage.

“Well, to the victor the spoils!” He did some impressions that I literally did back, barking and yipping in little ‘quotes’ from the show, which was mostly just puppies as the crowd mimicked us back.

However, went he went down to kiss my cosplay puppy’s nose…

“THAT’S IT.” Sonic raced up from the crowd, shook out my arm–summoning the Piko Piko Hammer–and went to-

ATTACK MY FAVORITE VA STAR?!

“Sonic! What are you doing!?” I grabbed his arms as they were pulled back, ready to overhead slam and spike my favorite voice actor through the wooden stage!

“This is not a fighting game!” I cried out, pulling him back, “We do not smash our brother puppers here!”

The security, like hounds to a rabbit, suddenly swarmed over us and when their pack of matted hairballs dispersed, my Piko Piko Hammer had a single zip-tie around its handle.

I gasped, “You got my hammer securitified!” I gasped, letting him go as he hobbled a second and looked at the ‘clearly not helping’ single zip-tie on the stem.

“H-huh?”

“Weapons aren’t allowed at the convention, idiot!” A fan heckled from the crowd.

“O-Oh.” Sonic lowered it a bit, then pointed accusingly to Mr. Barkman. “This old geezer was trying to kiss you, though!”

The crowd, including myself, were aghast with gasps at such disrespect.

“How dare you!” I whipped the Piko Piko Hammer from his grasp and went to bonk him, but the convention security whistled, I looked over with Sonic, and we both lowered the hammer as he cleared his throat.

“Ohh!!! He was gonna give my Puppy cosplay a kiss on the nose!” I pointed to the hoodie of my detailed and perfectly chubby puppy onesie cosplay, as Sonic suddenly seemed greatly embarrassed by his misunderstanding.

“B-But… I’m your hero, Amy!”

The crowd, as is typical of drama alluring their starved minds for entertainment, suddenly sat back against their seats, as though respectful spectators of the new ‘series’ they were now willingly participating in with their full, judging, and undivided attention.

“... Sonic?” I lowered the hammer as it fell to the ground, crashing through the wood and showing just how strong it actually was.

“We’re not paying for that.” On his phone, Dave the Intern just scrolled and didn’t even bother to look up, “My contract doesn’t specify anything more than being here.”

“You… You called him your favorite!” Sonic looked away, being more vulnerable than I was normally used to…

“This is so in-character.” I heard someone whisper.

“Yeah, they’re best friends, after all.”

It was then I realized… They all thought we were performing a skit!

I sighed in relief, they weren’t judging us…

I put a hand to my heart, “My pupper brother…” I stated, and in the language of the pooches, confessed my undying love of Sonic The Hedgehog.

While all Sonic could hear was intermediate barking, the audience pulled out tissues and began to blow their noses or wipe their eyes at my speech of profound, unyielding fidelity to my pupper brother.

Although my yips, barks, whimpers, and yowling howls were all emotionally gripping in the very character of my favorite puppy character, I was actually speaking from my heart, referring to Sonic as the greatest friend I’ve ever known.

“... Amy… What?” He held up a hand, “I’m supposed to be getting all this…” He gestured to me, “Weird animal noises… stuff?”

I laughed, “Oh, Sonic. I’m just saying you’re my number one idol! No one can compare to you!” I jumped into his arms, and the crowd all sounded off with ‘Awww~’.

Mr. Barkman started the claps, and I did get his signature and picture in the end!

However… We were now wholly in a compromised situation… as one fan suddenly spoke out.

“Wait… Sonic? And Amy Rose?”, “Heeeyy… How did Sonic pull out her Hammer from Hammerspace?”, “No, no. He didn’t ‘pull it out’.” He did the bunny ears.

I knew that voice, and Sonic looked like he was having PTSD flashbacks from hearing it, too.

Mark the Tapir… Sonic’s proclaimed ‘number one’ fan…

“Clearly,” He made himself the leading voice on the ‘debate’ now. “The simple action of ‘shaking’ Amy’s hand out triggered the reaction of the hammer. Simple as that.”

“Nuh-uh!” A little girl suddenly poked her head up from the crowd, being now on her father’s shoulders, “Only Amy can summon her hammer! And how was he able to wield it? What triggers it, anyway?”

“Uhhh…” I slowly brought Sonic towards the stairs, also reaching back to paw the air for Mr. Barkman’s arm, not wanting to lose my ‘one-on-one’ time with the celebrity, still. “This is gonna get gnarly…” I warned, but it was too late…

“What if it’s an imposter Amy Rose? Amy Rose is a common name and surname. Plus, it could be meta. A cosplay WITHIN a cosplay!”

“What if the contest was rigged just to promote a new Sonic convention!?”

“I thought the power of Love triggered Amy’s hammer! That’s why she has such strong emotions!”

“Isn’t her hammer heavy? How could he hold it over his head?”, “Hang on, her hammer is REPEATEDLY shown to change in size. She can manifest it anyway she wants!”, “If that were true, how come it’s also shown that the bigger her emotions, the bigger and more powerful the hammer gets?”, “Is it one hammer or many? Can she duel-weild!?”

I began to try and covertly hide herself, while also getting Sonic to pose with our elaborate cosplays to take more videos and do impressions with Barkman, sneaking out as the fans went ballistic.

“Thank you, everyone, for not having me go alone.” I smiled at my friends when we all were getting the overly expensive food at the convention, getting ready to go home.

“But… But how did Sonic manage to hold your hammer, Amy? Did you just… summon it cause he clearly wanted you to?” Tails was, unfortunately, sucked into the lore debate just as promptly as his white tote bags also clearly showed his new obsession with rare pieces of a specific merch having crept in unwillingly.

The environment can get to people, sometimes…

I laughed, “It’s a secret~” Winking to them.

Sticks groaned, having gone full incognito now, slurping her overpriced drink. “It’s clearly cause Amy’s got muscle memory. Sonic’s seen her summon the hammer a thousand times. He shook her hand, she noticed what she wanted, and honestly, whenever has our Amy denied Sonic anything? They fight alongside each other all the time, it’s clearly just that she indulged him after realizing what he wanted from the shaking and she just–did it.” Sticks tried to explain.

I blushed though,... the real reason wasn’t just because I felt ‘trained’ or ‘condition’ to summon my hammer and trust Sonic had a reason…

It was… because…

He grabbed my arm with such firm haste, shaking my arm as though wanting my attention more than anything else in that moment…

Now that I knew he was jealous… My heart, in that moment, only knew that it was racing with how speedily he came to my side.

Without really thinking about it, my hammer came out.

Sonic wouldn’t know my secret… but everyone who heard my heartfelt pooch language cries would know the truth…

At least, they should.

Twas the startlement of love that summoned my hammer~ From the get-go, that’s how it’s always worked~

Since I first met Sonic, I wanted to get stronger, and the Hammer came from that feeling, I think.

To be closer to him…

“... Isn’t the hammer just a meme off a children’s toy?”

Everyone looked at Sonic.

Especially me, in disappointment.

I summoned it and went to bonk him lightly on the head when I suddenly heard a whistle blow and the pack of clouded fluff from security glomped me again!

Luckily, my cosplay was easily fixed at the nearby ‘Cosplay Medic’ Stand, so I wasn’t too upset. They did confiscate my Piko Piko Hammer, but I simply ‘poof’ed it back into my hand when leaving the convention.

My other hand… was occupied by Sonic, as we tagged behind the team so no one saw us…

Aww!~ He really is so shy! Ah…

I looked behind him, “Barkman… You… You can go back to work or… I don’t know, go home now?”

Barkman looked a little lost, but nodded, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head and waving us farewell.

“You know, I bet even Voice Actors miss hanging out with their friends. They live busy lives.” I nodded.

“That, or he really is a creep with his fans.” This time, nothing could stop my hammer from colliding with Sonic’s big, handsome, and FAT spiky head!

“No one. Not even you, Sonic The Hedgehog, disrespect Marks Dan Barkman!” This time, I think he laughed after saying, ‘Ouch! Amy..!’ because he knew I would do the same to anyone speaking ill of him, too. ^^

[cgmayra]

Thank you for the Mention! :Db I have been summoned lol

You're all so sweet T//nAn//T

I'm so glad my stories live on in other's hearts! <3 I'll do my best to keep them alive and further increase my pace! Haha XD as always-

Stay tuned! <3

Just had to tell you your essays are awesome!! I read them whenever I'm bored or feel like consuming sonic content that isn't official, thanks for posting them!! They live rent-free in my brain 🤩 so does your fanfic I loved it.

Also, if you like sonic fanfiction, I totally recommend @cutegirlmayra she's really good, and I like to think she portrays them pretty accurately.

hello friend! I'm so sorry for the late answer!

I'm glad you like my essays--thank you! I regret that it's been so long since I've posted one, but I haven't been able to clarify my thoughts enough, nor take the time. I have like 3 half finished LOL. I'm kinda on the fanfic train rn so I'm trying to make the most of that! Thanks for reading 💕🥹

I am familiar with CGMayra! I've read some of her stuff. Thanks for the suggestion!!

[e-vay]

About the soft fic prompt list. I'd like to request (if possible):

Prime!SonAmy + 37

And, I don't mean to abuse, it's totally okey if you decide to sit this one out but...as soon as I read prompt 16 I knew I wanted to see @beeextraordinary123 's version of SonAmy from her fic "WWS" and I love your work based on that story so much...

So, the second prompt would be:

WWS!SonAmy + 16

Again, I know it's greedy of me to ask for more than one, sorry😅 I really like your artstyle! But it's all fine if you just choose either one of these two I just mentioned.

Thank you!🤗

You know me: I can never get enough sonamy!!!! I’m going to post the WWS prompt in a separate post.

37 - “‘I missed you.’” from this prompt

Prime!Sonamy was fun since there are some subtle differences to their designs. Thanks for the prompt! And thank you so much for the compliment ( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ◡ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ )♡ You are a lovely person!

[suna1suna1]

Decided it could be fun to have weekly no-pressure prompts for the Sonic ships I like. These are completely arbitrary and which ship I choose is based on whether or not I’m currently obsessed with them or just feel like drawing them lmao

So, to start off…

Calling all Sonamy shippers!!

The first prompt is:

“Cotton Candy”

You can draw, write, moodboard, what have you! Just pls no AI stuff lol

Tag me if you decide to use the prompt! (Not bc I want credit, tho that’d be nice, but bc I want to see what everyone does lol)

There’s no hard deadline on this btw feel free to use this whenever, this is just for funsies lol

I’ll put out the next prompt next Thursday if I’ve finished this one by then

[shadowxamyweek]

Amy Rose Quills Survey : RESULTS!

Hello!

Around the end of March, I put out a survey to see if there was actually a correlation between who a person ships Amy Rose with and how they envision her styling her quills as she gets older. This was to see if there was any truth behind the running gag of: A: SonAmy fans depicting Amy with midlength quills, B: ShadAmy fans depicting her with longer quills, and C: MetAmy fans depicting Amy with short, spiked quills.

I added a *lot* more ships than just those three because I was curious of other trends with quill styling that may present themselves. Now, a month later, the results are in, and with the kind help of @killingthecringe, organized for your viewing pleasure!

(You will probably note that the majority of people who answered were ShadAmy shippers. Obviously, that tweeks the data a bit. In a perfect world, I'd have had even sample sizes, but we're here, and this is good enough.)

So it turns out that most people, despite a difference in shipping, seem to have an image of Amy with midlength/bobbed quills when she's older, either in the same style or a style similar to the one she's currently sporting. So where does the joke come into play then that certain ships prefer certain quill styles?

Finding causation for this misconception, in my opinion, cannot be proven. However, I've got a guess as to why this idea of ship preference ≈ quill preference. Simply put, I believe that certain well-loved visual artists within these different ship spheres draw Amy a specific way, and because their art gets so widely spread to the point of becoming synonymous with the ship itself. For example:

SonAmy: @e-vay

ShadAmy: @MoonToonsy

MetAmy: @yellowvixen

Again, I cannot prove that this is why there's this false correlation between ship preference and quill style. What I am suggesting is merely a guess based off of what I have noticed.

Either way, there you have it! I thank everyone who participated in the survey for your time and your answers! This was a lot of fun, and I look forward to doing more silly stuff like this! As an aside, the prompts for #ShadAmyWeek2025 are out! If you are interested in participating, go take a look!

And if you like what I do and want to throw your pocket change at me so I can continue going to school for my Master's Degree, I have a Ko-fi!

[idontworkforsega]

She was summoned!

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Can robots grieve?