#sonamy prompt

[cutegirlmayra]

Sonic Generations prompt: Rosy comes along for the ride with Sonic and Tails. Obviously she's all over Sonic but she also can't believe how pretty her future self is. Modern Tails forgot how cute Rosy is and is glad to be taller for once. Knuckles and Rosy mock wrestle and everyone finds her adorable. When it's time to leave Rosy practicality wants to stay which makes Classic upset how could she *not* want to hang out with him? Eventually modern Sonic and Amy convince her to go back with them.

Inspired from this, I’ll use an idea I’ve had recently.

(This is a preview image for the prompt done below, therefore, the art does not belong to me, please support the official artist! (x) )

Guess what? Those Prompt things? STILL ON SHUTDOWN. DO NOT SEND ANOTHER HOMELESS PROMPT TO MY INBOX, THE SHELTER FOR ABANDONED PROMPTS IS CLOSED. Gosh, we barely have blankets to cover my toesies let alone more amazing prompt ideas! Sheesh!

Prompt

Red and white shoes skid with a screeching halt against a metallic plane, shining in a reflective light in the air above a circuit of routes looking more like flattened, winding snakes.

Lifting his head up, a sole hero smiles with a flicker of excitement glazing his eyes at a figure with a darker blue than his own… cased in heated steel, Neo Metal Sonic flares out his arms to show he’s ready for more.

Sonic, the hero of this tale, wipes his nose against his pale white glove and rises from having resisted a heavy impact hit… He stands confident and boldly, no fear, only amusement towards this rogue Eggman creation.

“That all you’ve got?” He mocked, ticking his tongue against the roof of his mouth to give clear conviction in each sound, a dictation diction to them.

“Hmph.” Neo Metal Sonic rose his head, his eyes slowly blaring the red lights within them. “You mock me for the last time, Hedgehog… I’ve come prepared this time.” He threw forward an arm, having his cape whip behind him in ecstasy at the revealed device now transforming from his shoulder down his arm, gripping him in fast-moving latches and spinning gears to reveal what looked like an arm now made to resemble Time Eater’s design.

Sonic took a step forward, marveling a moment as his eyes glanced back and forth at the new arm.

“Woah… Talk about a gaudy upgrade.” He flicked out a finger to lay upon the air, dismissing the cool, though exaggerated action of his timeless nemesis… Well, other than Egghead.

“Fool.” Neo Metal Sonic straightened up, holding his hand up to then ‘snap’ his fingers together.

A portal appeared, and with his other–normal–arm, he flexed it out to have electricity suddenly bundle on the ends of his finger tips.

In his palm, a bright button-like orb was attached, and shooting out, lifted in an electrical field… What Sonic hadn’t been expecting.

He had been searching for her, but…

“Amy..!” He lurched forward, his expression now one of concern and distress.

Neo Metal Sonic gave a culinary feast of laughter, delighting in seeing Sonic’s stance change, a fist held high, and his knees bent for action.

“Gahh… You dirty cheat!” Sonic somewhat growled a groan out, swiping his arm in front of him and stepping a foot even more forward, “Why can’t you just play honest and fair like the rest of us!?”

“I wasn’t built like the rest of you organic morons…” If he could smirk, he would, but his eyes did it for him. He leaned his head down and metallic eyelids from below grinned upwards to ‘squint’ his eyes in malicious pleasure.

“I figured, why not have a bit of fun? A race if you will…” Neo Metal Sonic looked to the portal forming out of purple swirling darkness, which had the strange shapes starting to appear of green hills and checkerboard brown and tan squares on the ground…

“Huh? You gotta let the past go sometime, Metal Me.” Sonic shook his head, and charged with lightning speed towards Neo Metal Sonic.

“Hahaha. Even I know you need a ‘running start’, Sonic.” He threw Amy into the portal.

“No!” Sonic’s eyes opened wide, seeing her unconscious form fly through the air in the electrical current that locked her in Neo Metal Sonic’s grasp, and disappear through the portal.

He skidded to turn, scrambling on the ground before holding a hand out to her, useless while on the ground.

Neo Metal Sonic laughed one last good chuckle, before turning in the air, his jets making him bounce somewhat in the atmosphere, and pulled himself into a half-curl before launching himself like a rocket through the portal.

“Enter… if you so dare to save your precious friend again…”

“Let’s have you eat those words, Metal Me!”

Sonic spun into a spin-dash, revving up before shooting off into the portal… but the portal didn’t close…

Instead,... Amy Rose, held by Classic Metal Sonic, suddenly had snuck out through the portal, landing on the reflective surface of the floating metal race-track.

Classic Metal Sonic looked around, rising from his metallic knees and looked to his captive, a modern Amy Rose.

She was unconscious still, but no longer trapped in electricity. Sonic had been fooled.

Glaring down at his prisoner, it was clear this was Neo Metal Sonic’s plan all along… He would fight Classic Sonic, in a dimension deemed ‘weaker’ by Neo Metal Sonic. Once destroyed, the two would team up to defeat Modern Sonic, and thus, become the only remaining ‘Sonics’ in the universe… and take over the living, organic world…

Classic Metal Sonic flew gently away from the portal… ready to hide and ambush when Sonic returned to this time and dimension…

After a fight with Neo Metal Sonic, Classic Sonic had won, only to discover the ‘friend’ that his ‘Other Him’ had mentioned wasn’t there.

Finding that strange, he used the device on Neo Metal Sonic to enter Modern Sonic’s universe, and fought the surprised Classic Metal Sonic, freeing Amy Rose.

However…

Sonic, upon stumbling through the dimension, got… sidetracked…

Instead of finding Neo Metal Sonic to free Modern Amy Rose, he ended up finding a tied Rosy the Rascal on a track, similar to the one reconstructed back in his dimensional time.

Freeing her, she didn’t identify him immediately as ‘Sonic’, and hid from him, worried he was a mechanical look-a-like that would abduct her again!

Seeing Neo Metal Sonic handiwork with how things ‘should’ be, Sonic concludes that this is all his doing…

“Hmm… Changing the timelines in other dimensions… maybe, he was trying to help out his ‘Little Him’, too?” Sonic looked up towards the side of the side, scratching his chin, “Heh-heh! Not that that bucket of bolts would have a heart to do so!” He fanned his hand about the side of his cheek, to disregard Neo Metal Sonic as being ‘brotherly’ in that sense.

He then got down and lightly crawled on all fours over to a terrified Rosy, who bent her knees and held her hands over her head, shivering in fright…

“Hey… It’s okay. Look over here~” Sonic tried to squat and wave his hands by his face, looking ‘silly and charming’ as best he could, but she wouldn’t budge, just continued to cower.

“Hmm… Have I lost it?” Sonic began to act, looking himself over, and making her peek behind her and sniffle in her fearful tears. “Hmm? Maybe I stink?” He wiggled his long black nose under his armpit, “WHOO!! That might be it!”

She chuckled slightly, but then sniffled again. Clearly, he’d have to put on a ‘real’ performance to get her out of her shell…

Or in this case, spiked back turned towards him.

“Must be my shoes.” He sat down and happily held one of his feet, “Hmm… No, squeaky clean and bright!” He used his elbow to shine it, “Just get a little elbow grease in there…”

She giggled again, and he smiled sweetly.

“Oh? Does the young lady like this color of red?” He held up his foot, before jumping up to walk on his hands, doing a one hand-stand and then backflipping away from her, “Tah-dah!”

She got up and clapped, squealing in delight.

Her little tail profusely wagged and she wiggled her bum a few times, putting her gloved hands up by her mouth in a demure but excitable fashion.

“Heh,” He blushed slightly and put a finger under his nose, rubbing it. “Works every time, eh?” He winked to her, mostly commenting to himself.

“What got you in this mess anyway, little miss lady?” He teased, as she bounded up to him and began to mime her abduction.

He looked as though feigning ignorance to her situation, acting serious as he put a foot out and a hand to his chin, the other holding that hand up as though paying great attention to her story, and looking puzzled.

“Uh-huh, uh-huh… and then what happened?” He smiled as she spun around, eager to share her alarming life experience with him, and then immediately changed his expression back to ‘serious’ again.

He rose the tip of his shoe, narrowed his eyes, pouted his lips… “Hmmm… Seems a bit of a switcheroo happened here, Miss Damsel.” He put a hand to his hip, “I think you were supposed to be saved by a charming hero… W-Well, not that you weren’t. Umm…” He tapped his nose… Thinking…

‘Looks like she hasn’t met Little Me, yet…’ He slowly looked down to peer at Classic Amy Rose, just a Rosy-cheeked Rascal who kept following her blue-blur hero about, and got caught up in one of his adventures again.

But still, the little, harmless stalker didn’t seem to mention anything more than having followed her lifelong hero to this location, and that made him worried…

‘Is… Neo Metal Sonic trying to sandbox this universe? Figure out what alterations could affect his success at beating me through these ‘change’ circumstances?’ He figured that might be ‘deep-diving’ a bit to far into surmising, so he shook it off.

‘Could be a sad happenstance. We’ll fix it right up, won’t we?’ He smiled non-verbally to Rosy.

“Little Miss, I think I need to find a big scary robot.. .with a thing on his arm?” He pointed to it, “Kinda ghostly~ Oh! But don’t be afraid.” He mimed the ‘creepy ghoul’ pose, but then waved his hands out in front of himself to sow no fear in her. “I’ll protect you.” He put a confident thumb to his chest, “So? What do you say?” He bent down again, hands on his knees, “Ready for one more high-speed, thrilling adventure?”

She looked a little hesitant… her finger in her mouth, looking down as though unsure…

‘Hmm, this Amy lacks confidence.’ He concluded, but smiled brightly once more. “Don’t worry. If you have time to worry, run, right?” He quoted, closing his eyes to try and give her some courage.

She looked back to him, her eyes sparkling at the motivation, and nodded, making her two–once shy fists–now looking ready to try!

“That’s the spirit!” He cheered, as she suddenly raced up his body.

“W-Woah, hey now!” He looked around himself to see she had climbed up to his head, and pointed forward.

“Uhh… Hmm, not really how a lady should be carried, but… Eh.” He shrugged, not really gonna tell her what to do.

“Hang on tight then, Little Miss Lady!” He pulled himself back before launching forward. Together, they broke through typical line-ups of Eggman robots he recognized from his past, as well as figured out as he could duck his head forward and launch Classic Amy Rose with her hammer at enemies, and it actually started giving her some bravery.

He spun and she would jump up in the air, letting him spin dash before landing back on his head when he boomeranged back and knelt to catch her below with his noggin’.

Finally finding Neo Metal Sonic, who had scrapped together other Classic Robotnik Badniks, the new frankensteined, colossal giant threaten to destroy this dimension so no ‘Sonic’ could ever be created in any dimension ever again!

Alarmed by that declaration, it sounded like a desperate attempt to not lose…

Rosy held up her hammer, suddenly filled to the brim with confidence, thanks to Sonic’s encouragements in having her help him in combat.

“You sure you’re up for this, Little Miss?” He looked up with his eyes to her situated happily on his head, basically hanging on to his middle quill for support, and having her feet upon his two lower quills in the back.

She nodded to him, eager to please and help out!

‘Aw, this Amy Rose is gonna be a firecracker!’ He smirked, happy to see her coming out of her shell and reminiscent of why he was even here.

“Metal Me!” He called up, bending back to attack and holding his hands in fists, one behind him and the other in front, lowering his stature as Rosy matched the ‘angry justice’ vibe and lowered her head too, her hammer raised behind her, gripping his ear for support. “Where is my friend?”

He didn’t want to tip this little Classic Amy Rose to her other, nor his real purpose for being here.

He didn’t want to ‘affect Little Him’s timeline all too greatly, afterall…

He did kinda just steal his ‘thunder’, you know?

It would be a new low to steal Little Rosy’s heart, too!

“Muhahaha..!” Neo Metal Sonic’s laugh bellowed in the depths of the new creation he had conjured up by fusing with so many robots, who all looked like they wanted to attack Sonic just as much as him. “Come! Find out what I’ve done to her!”

With that, the epic tag-team of the Lovely Little Lady Rosy and the Blurry Bluestreak Badnik Bouncer fought a legendary battle in hopes to prevent a threat that would alter their realities!

Once defeated, Neo Metal Sonic and his torn contraptions, hit off by the combined forces of Classic Amy and Modern Sonic, fell far below the race-track stage and crashed in a fury of fireworks, explosions, and epic failure ‘NOOOOOOoooo…!!!’ cries!

The other robots, scrapped and scattered about, fizzed and sparked from being bashed into.

Breathing hard, Sonic nodded, seeing he was really defeated. “We got him… Great work, Little Lady.” He held up a hand to his head, and she high fived it, laying across his head before drooping over his forehead and almost falling down. “Ah..! Gotcha.” He looked fondly to her, “Proud of you,... Amy.”

In her exhaustion, having his hand now on her back to keep her up on his head, feeling the little pats of approval and ‘good job’ to her, she smiled with a goofy grin during her heavy, worn out breaths.

Racing down to find Neo Metal Sonic’s device, Sonic looked to Rosy. “Here goes.” He shrugged back to her, as she worriedly stepped forward, before back as he placed the device on his shoulder, and flinched while writhing in pain as it latched onto his arm like it did Neo Metal Sonic, making a cyborg-ghostly exoskeleton off the side of his arm, like a Time-Eater’s wing.

Sonic flexed out his hand, realizing he had total control over the scary-looking, dark wispy device.

He smiled over to Rosy, “H-hey, it’s okay now. I think I know where to find my friend.”

He had already talked to Classic Sonic beforehand about ‘finding his friend’, but snapping his fingers, the portal opened and both him and Classic Amy walked up to peer their cute heads together out of it.

Only their eyes and muzzles with their long noses got through, making for a cute picturesque of them blinking adorably out of the portal to look around.

Sonic and her gasped at seeing Classic Sonic trying to struggle away from a Modern Amy Rose, who as affectionately holding him like a puppy in her arms, dangling his small self as she embraced him like a child with a teddybear, adoring him.

“Ah-ha… I owe him big time…” Sonic scratched the back of his head, and then, stepped through the portal.

However, he gasped again when Rosy jumped through the portal, and began to run around exploring.

“Uhh…” He looked out after her, ‘Isn’t she curious about Little Me..?’ He decided to address that later and walk over to Amy, his ‘dark one-wing angel’ look making her freak out as she dropped Classic Sonic and he raced away from her, brushing himself off by frustratedly smushing the sides of his face and flicking his hands hard off his face.

He continued to ‘self-clean’ from the ‘overbearing girlie germs’ while Sonic made sure his dimension’s Amy Rose was okay…

“Never better..! Thanks to you…” She looked to Modern Sonic… then slowly twisted her torso to look under her arm and below her at the angrily little blue hedgehog behind her.

“Hehe.” She chimed, blinking a single ‘thank you’ with a bright open-smile towards him, then looked back at Modern Sonic. “What’s with the emo wing?”

At her gesture, he held out his arm, “Ehh… kinda cool, right? But not my thing.” He teased, and then turned behind him to hear–

“Finally! I’m not the only smallfry of the squad again!”

“Tails!” Sonic greeted, waving to him, “Over here!”

Tails chuckled as he patted Little Rosy’s head, before hurrying over with a fast walk that turned into spinning tails for flight, then landed to look over his wing. “A device like this… hmm… I’d like to study it further… if I may.” He nodded as he looked it over, his hands gently hovering above Sonic’s arm before Sonic nodded his permission.

“After I send this lot home first, Tails. Then, you can be my guest.” He advised, looking to see Knuckles trying to grab Little Rosy, who–much like she did to Sonic–started climbing all over his body to get to his head.

“Hey-o, gotcha-Ah! You little, squirmy-WOAH!” He circled a few times, patted areas of his body that she miraculously had already crawled away from before being caught, and got him to fall down as she landed on his stomach, laughing at his ditzy, swirling eyes from having fallen backwards.

Sonic chuckled, “Alright, it’s time I kept my promise to ya.”

“Promise?” Modern Amy Rose looked at him curiously, as he just grinned to her, holding up a hand as though to say, ‘Let me handle this, sorry, it’ll only take a moment.’

Walking over to Classic Amy, he bent to a knee and used his hand to gesture for her to come closer.

She jumped up on Knuckles’s chest, making him flop forward before she dismounted and raced over to him, then saw him hold up his hand to ‘whisper’ something and extended out her ear.

She looked a little sad, then shook her head, pointing to Sonic, then putting her hands together with hearts all around her.

‘Oh Boy…’ He gave a goofy kinda awkward grin, sweat dropping. “Check your cards again, Little Miss Lady.”

He pointed to her tarot deck, which made her look at him as though confused how he knew she had that.

She pulled them out and offered him to pick cards, when he did so, she reshuffled them and had him pick again.

He laughed, “It’s the same fortune every time… Trust me.” He winked to her, then looked over to his tiny blue Other Self.

Looking gently back to her, he nodded, “He needs you.”

Amy Rose gently inhaled a small and shocked breath of air, holding her hand to her heart as though touched by that statement. “Emm~” She grinned with a blush, finding that really sweet.

Rosy stuck out her lower lip, but then looked over to her ‘former’ hero and sighed.

She nodded to Sonic, then summoned her hammer and tapped it on her shoulder, showing she was A LOT stronger than before!

“Heh,” He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head, smirking to her newfound, snarky confidence. “You think he’ll be the one needing saving next? Well, you better prove you’re strong enough now to take care of it.” He fist-pumped her with an added high-five, and she was off with arms extended out to embrace her old hero love.

Classic Sonic pouted, not sure what was being spoken about, but pulled her gently away, only to be surprised by her strength as she scooped him up over her shoulder, laughing at him struggling.

Sonic sweatdropped, “Easy there, Amy…”

She realized that he called her by name, surprised to hear that, but also saw Modern Amy Rose bend down to tilt her head to Sonic.

“What? Like I can’t handle it?” She laughed cutely, and Classic Amy Rose connected the dots, looking between her and Modern Sonic…

Smiling with lots of rapid blinks at her discovery, she knew her other dimensional future would be just fine!

Exactly… as she would have wanted the cards to predict it, as much.

She was suddenly swept back as Classic Sonic had ‘swimmer’s kicked’ his way to the ground, spun her up into the air, then caught her bridal style.

Finding that highly romantic, she unsummoned her hammer and went right back to being shy, her fists bundled up by her blushing face, and smushing herself deeper into his arms with a nuzzling head towards his chest.

He looked visibly shaken by her actions, but that just made Modern Amy giggle all the more, while Modern Sonic got up from his knelt position and scratched the back of his head, also not sure how to respond to this PDA, especially seeing it as a ‘different POV’ since he was basically looking at a younger version of themselves.

“Yep, still got it.” He winked to his Other self, who winked back, as though knowing entirely what he was doing.

Sonic held up his fingers… and flicked them into a snap.

The Portal shrank somewhat, but with a final wave from Classic Amy Rose, and a goodbye nod from Classic Sonic, the two jumped through the time dimensional portal, and Sonic closed it.

Now that they were all back together, Amy Rose looked to her blue hero. “What did you whisper to her?” She inquired.

Sonic blinked in surprise at her inquiry, before smirking back to her with a raised eyebrow, “Wouldn’t you like to know?” He then turned his head, acting very much like ‘she would’ do if he made a mistake to her…

“Wha!?” Being on the other side was NOT what Amy was used to. “S-So-Sonic!? Wait, what did I do!?” She fumbled as she chased after him, but he just continued to act ‘coy’ like he wasn’t going to tell her…

Looks like two could play the ‘rascal’ game, huh?

A 'Turn-of-the-Tables' if you will ;)b

[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 💀😭🙏

[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

[shannonallaround]

Animatic coming for Sonamy Week! :D

In celebration of Sonamy Week 2024, I've made a new animatic! Every day this week I'll post a new teaser frame, and then I’ll publish the entire animatic on Saturday :) I’m so excited to share this project with you! :D

[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?

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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.

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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.

[rwac96]

“You are dumb dumb, but you are my dumb dumb” meme for Sonic from Amy

Amy: Sonic, you can be such a dummy.

Sonic: *blinks* Um, okaaaay...

Amy: *hugs him* But, you're my dummy.

Sonic: Right... *scratches at his muzzle*

[cutegirlmayra]

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. ^^

[boundforfreedomsonsal]

d’aww the super-pointy way you draw Sonic’s head here is cute enough in its own right, but the way it winds up playing so nicely into both his moment of thought and his blushing reaction after makes it all the more effective.  The great way we shift from the soft light-puprle/blue in the first panel to the warm pink-red of the second to play into the core conceit is also really great, and I LOVE how each thought-bubble so nicely orients itself organically around the Red Elements of the characters that stand out most in Sonic’s mind.  

red sonic's version

[e-vay]

16 - “Laughing while kissing” from this prompt

@lokfinest I also love @beeextraordinary123‘s story What Was Stolen and will use any excuse to make fanart of it, and since she released another chapter today I thought I should do this prompt on its own post.

Of course it wouldn’t be WWS without TEARS (⸝⸝⸝ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ⌑ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀⸝⸝⸝) But at least here they’re happy crying.

That’s right, Sonic. You kiss her tears away, you little shit (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )

(Spoiler-free! This isn’t actually from the story)

If you haven’t, please go read What Was Stolen!

[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

[abstractdogwolfthing]

Gays transcend time and space (not clickbait‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️)

(Use she/her on all Nightmares 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️)

This was originally for Inktobertale prompt: Crowd; but I got sad and procrastinated heavily lol

I made most of these designs on a whim and very tired so no judging 😔😔

Anyway I spent over 8 hrs in this

V2 no overlay

This is supposed to be the Sonamy plush meme btw