#the freaks at advent >:]

[neopets-is-not-a-dating-site]

[auntiejohn]

it's literally the first what the flip i forgot to open my advent calendar☹️

[bluelolblue]

Hot Like Ice

Summary: For Christmas, John and Santino decided to vacation in Venice. The cold won't stop them from getting their hands on each other, quite the contrary.

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Santino D'Antonio/John Wick

Note: A festive fic with these two going to Advent and well... yeah ;)! It was supposed to be shorter and with no smut, but oh well, it's these two. They take over the fics all the time. I was also going through a lot during all this, but I managed to finish it, and it's here! :]

☆ SPECIAL THANKS TO @mrssimply ☆ for beta reading and helping out! I appreciate it a lot! <33

Please enjoy the festive steamy with these two! ^ ^

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December arrived quickly and so did the festive spirit. Even if Santino struggled to admit it, he liked it. He liked all of these decorations, the lights, even some sweets. There was a special spark in his eyes whenever they would walk together and Santino would look at all those colorful decorations with a shy smile.

Then again, there was one big problem for Santino with winter. The cold. He liked snow, the aesthetic of it, but really he was always complaining to John about the cold. Or when he was shivering even at home, John literally bought a couple of blankets just for him.

Especially when Santino would fall asleep by his working desk or on the couch after overworking himself to the point of passing out from exhaustion. If he was really deep asleep, John would carry him to the bed and then put the blanket over him, but if his partner was half awake and muttered something tiredly to leave him alone, he would put the blanket over him and kiss his head. In those cases, Santino either stayed like that or followed John in bed with the blanket over his shoulders and snuggled against his warm lover.

Either way, the Camorra prince didn't like feeling cold.

They were spending a few weeks off their work— actually Santino's work, in Venice for Christmas holidays. John suggested Rome at first but there were too many hurtful memories that his companion wished to forget from there.

“I always wanted to visit Venice,” Santino finally confessed shyly after rejecting holiday offers all day. With that, it was decided. Venice was the place.

It really was beautiful, especially now with so many decorations and lights. While the whole city was gorgeous, what was most appealing to John was his lover who finally looked like he was truly happy. That smile on Santino's face, the look in his eyes as he explored every detail he could spot, that was the most important thing to John.

He also appreciated how Santino got dressed so handsomely. A black jacket John had gifted him as an early present, of course from a famous Italian brand, a waistcoat hidden under the coat with a tie, and a gray soft scarf to try and keep him warmer. A stunning look, Santino was definitely the most handsome guy there.

“You look beautiful,” John said breathlessly when they stopped by a tree decorated with lights, stunned by his partner's looks, and how handsome he was.

Santino chuckled, caught off guard, “You said that already so many times in the apartment and on our way here.” They were just about to enter the Advent.

“Well, it's never enough,” the other man murmured and leaned to kiss him on the cheek. His usually warm face was now a bit colder. No wonder, it was almost freezing outside. “Are you cold? I can give you my jacket-”

“It's fine, don't worry. I just have to get used to it, that's all,” Santino replied with a soft smile. “I can smell the mulled wine from over here, I've been craving it for a while. I wonder how good they are making it here. I bet it's better than the ones in New York.” He winked playfully and pulled on John's arm to make him follow.

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[littlexdeaths]

i just thought of such an interesting idea for a christmas writing event but idk if i could do it all knowing how my writing brain works

[syaruru]

projecting onto spamtenna hard cuz i've had no greater joy in life than being a schizophrenic weirdo while having a nervous dog of a boyfriend who was twice my size

like sure that was probably the worst time in my life but i would be lying if the highs weren't high

[leasstories]

Lea’s advent calendar day 20 - Stuck together

@writerthreads writing prompt for Christmas (2022), prompt 27:

[confessing a crush when it’s snowing]

Eddie x gn!reader

No trigger warning.

WC: ≈ 0.6K

December 20th, 1985

You went to the library to give back some books and as soon as you got out of the High School it started snowing. It is snowing so much that you can’t walk home, and your mom couldn’t drive to come get you. You turn around, looking for somewhere to stay when you spot that the theater room’s lights are on. You approach the room and spot none other than Eddie, sat on the throne at the head of the table. If there’s one thing to know about you, it is that you’ve had a crush on Eddie ever since you became a student at Hawkins High. At first, Eddie was two grades above you, but then he had to retake his Senior year not once but twice! And you were secretly happy to be given more time with him, even if you were only admiring from afar. Eddie and you share a few classes together, but you’ve never spoken. You’re the bookworm kind of person and you don’t think Eddie would be interested in spending time with you.

“It seems like you’re stuck with me” Eddie speaks up, cutting you off from your thoughts.

“Apparently” you tell him while sitting on the closest chair.

“It’s a real storm outside” Eddie says, trying to make small talk.

All this situation is nerve wracking for you. You’re stuck at school, with your crush. All of this seems like a really really bad dream, except it’s not.

“It is” you confirm.

Eddie says your name. “You’re YN aren’t you?” he asks.

You nod, fidgeting with your fingers.

“And you’re Eddie.” You end up saying. As soon as the words leave your mouth, you scold yourself.

“The Freak himself” Eddie answers.

“You aren’t a freak.” You tell him, self-assured.

“I am to everyone else in this goddamn town.” Eddie says matter of factly.

“They are just stupid. You’re not a Freak nor dumb like everyone says.” You tell him, angered by the town’s opinion on your crush.

“You don’t know me.” Eddie says.

“We might have never spoke but I’m really observant and I didn’t see a Freak or someone dumb. I just see a boy who’s hurting inside but tries to hide it. I see a bruised kids hiding behind a mean and scary persona. I see a kindhearted human being.” You tell Eddie, getting passionate about it.

Eddie is baffled by how much of him you understood just by being observant. Even his closest friends probably wouldn’t say such things about him. And the truth behind your words is what baffles Eddie the most. He is hiding behind his mean and scary persona.

“How did you see all of that?” Eddie asks, hesitant.

“As I said, I’m observant.” You shrug, trying to hide the blush creeping up your cheeks.

“You understood me better than some of my closest friends…” Eddie says.

“Eddie?” you ask shyly, the weight of your secret becoming more and more unbearable.

“Yes Sweetheart?” he asks.

“I know I’m not the kind of person you’re into at all, but I can’t keep it to myself anymore” you say before taking a deep breathe. “I like you.”

As soon as the words leave your mouth, time slow down, you can see each snowflake falling on the ground from the window, Eddie moves towards you as if the world was in slow motion.

You feel Eddie’s calloused hand cupping your cheek and feel him press a kiss on your forehead.

“You were wrong about one things Sweetheart. You’re definitely the kind of person I am into.” Eddie answered.

[actual-corpse]

It's storm season in my neck of the woods. It starts around Thanksgiving and continues until summer starts.

Deadly storms have been a thing all my life in this area.

So... Imagine the pants-shitting terror I felt the first time I encountered Siren Head.

This thing was the PERFECT monster! Until it got woobified and fucked up a la Backrooms of course. ESPECIALLY for people in storm areas.

I fucking love this creature.

[songofstrawhats]

"I'm busy!!! Come back later!!!!"

I feel like Usopp would be the sort of person to avoid a serial killer....entirely by accident. Like that person at the bank who just refused to read the ransom note from the bank robber.

Later he finds out there was a killer wandering around and is horrified lmaooo

Day 3: Usopp!

[willosword]

wow what a perfectly normal and inconspicuous choice of words! surely this won't have any extreme thematic and narrative significatell me what you cherish most,,,,😈 give me the pleasure of taking it away...? 😏 i Pity you 😒 you just dont get it at all..... 😔there's not a thing i DONT cherish

[mylittleponyoh]

Desk Mess CC Kit by MylittleponyOh

Hi Simmers !

Today is the big day ! The REVEAAAAL of my secret project. Because yes I've been working days on this 15 objects kit !

A little lore about the Desk Mess CC Kit : Maybe you know it, maybe you don't I AM FRENCH. And I play The Sims since... I am 11 or 12 yo. When I discovered the great world of custom contents, I was awestruck. So, I started downloading a loooooot of them. Never thinking one day I would make my own. Then in Covid 2020 I tried Blender. And a new world opened to me. It was hard. But I am very stubborn. I failed a lot. But I kept trying. So the first time I successfully added MY OWN CC into MY GAME and it worked I thought, OK THIS IS IT. I WANT TO LEARN MORE. You are going to ask yourself, why is she telling this. Why being French has something to do with this CC Kit, and I'll tell you why. As a Sims 4 addict, I watch a lot of content about Sims 4. And I have a favorite French Youtuber I follow since 2019 @kapands ! I loved her content so much, I followed her on Twitch. And I loved even more the community there. I was so happy to add my contribution to the 2024 secret Advent Calendar the community is gifting her. Following her all these years, I knew custom content was taking a great place in her way of playing The Sims 4. So I challenged myself (really afraid to fail) to create a CC Kit centred around one of her character : Bella. (2nd gen of the Into The Forest Challenge).

🔗Kapands Into The Forest Legacy Challenge 1st Episode

I wanted to thank Kapands, because she has created this awesome community I am proud to be a part of. Because she is kind and real. Because she adresses important subjects of life into her game. And also because she works so freaking much !!!!

What you need to know before downloading :

The following objects are Base Game Compatible

Bella's Comfy Chair, Bella's Desk, Bella's Rug, Bella's Cable Management Plugs 1/2/3, Bella's Cable Management Power Strip, Bella's Sticky Notes Block, Bella's Wall Planner, Bella's Wall Notes, Bella's Mug, Bella's PeachPad, Bella's Mini Maple Tree.

The following objects Request a specific EP

Bella's Diary (Parenthood), Bella's Pen Pot (Backyard Stuff)

T.O.U

Recolors are allowed, but do not include my mesh.

All recolors must include credit and link to my original mesh.

Do not reupload and claim as your own (i'll know it).

Do not reupload behind any paywall. Download here (Patreon) Download here (SFS)

Join me on Patreon ( it's free !)

Click here to check out all my previous custom content !

✨ If you have any trouble with any of my cc, please reach out to me !

✨ Special thanks @syboubou for the help with the Bella Mug and helping the modders in general ! You are wonderful !

[justsomeunsurefancat]

OH MY FREAKING-

I'm watching the music video of Safe And Sound (the song gerard way wrote for ff7 ac) and I turn on the captions becuase I never really understood the lyrics AND there's a part where it says "your shadow keeps me bright" AND I LOOK IT UP AND JUST STAND THERE LIKE A FREAKING IDIOT BECAUSE.

I ALWAYS THOUGHT IT SAID "You should've kissed me baby"????? LIKE IT PEREFECTLY SOUNDED LIKE THAT TO ME BUT NO??

[parfaitblogs]

the christmas waltz ❀ s. reid x reader

in which your toddler is finally old enough to partake in christmas too, and spencer is determined for it to be perfect. 

pairing: spencer reid x fem!reader genre: fluff tags: girl dad!spencer. gentle parenting... she throws a tantrum. or two. authors own christmas traditions forced upon this unsuspecting reid!family. not sorry. word count: 1.2k a/n: happy girl dad!spencer to all that freaking celebrate... tweaked the baby reid idea only a little!! first christmas she remembers?

❄︎ advent calendar masterlist

It was feet pattering swiftly against the wood outside your bedroom door that tore you away from your husband. Spencer's hand dropping from your hip as he rolls onto his back, head turning to face the door just as the knob twisted, and in bounded an incredibly excited two-year-old (two and three quarters, as she so incessantly reminds you). 

"Daddy! Mommy!" your ecstatic daughter exclaims, and Spencer's quick to hoist her up onto the bed, allowing her to settle into the space now between the two of you on her knees. Or, more accurately, the space she forced you to create. "Come on, come on!"

You share a look with Spencer, eyebrows raised, and he huffs a small laugh, before deciding to play into the tease you no doubt were planning out in your head. 

"Where are we going, Darce?"

The two-year-old's lips frown, and she jerks her gaze rapidly between you and Spencer, eyes wide. "What? It's Christmas!" Except, consonants still weren't her best friend, and Christmas sounded closer to Cwimas than anything.  

"Christmas?" Spencer turns his head back to you. 

"It's Christmas?" you ask him.

"No. That doesn't make sense. We had Christmas last year."

"Yeah. Darcy, are you sure it's Christmas?" you return your gaze to your daughter, who's lower lip is beginning to wobble, for she can't really decipher if you're joking or not. 

"But—but last night," she sniffles, eyes wide, and you instantly feel awful, your heart shattering in your chest at the sight. 

"We're kidding, Bambi," Spencer replies, clearly feeling as bad as you were, looping his arms around her waist and pulling her into his lap. "Merry Christmas."

Too easy to please, her face lights back up, and she starts wiggling her hips excitedly in his lap, speaking far too quickly for either of you to decipher properly. The verbal stumbling over 'stockings' and 'presents' were all you truly had to determine what she was asking, and Spencer was happily complying. 

She took off the second Spencer set her back down on the ground upon entering the living room, clambering onto the couch and almost vibrating with excitement as you take a seat next to her. 

"Do you want to go first?" you ask her. 

Though, it's a stupid question, for she was taking that as her confirmation to go right ahead, and you didn't have the heart to take her excitement away twice in less than ten minutes that Christmas morning. 

You had two key traditions Christmas morning — stockings from Santa before breakfast, family presents after. Spencer had ran through the Christmas morning rules with your toddler when he was tucking her into bed the night before, at an hour that was far too late for her. Getting a near three-year-old to sleep the night before Christmas had proved to be an impossible mission.

It didn't stop the tantrum she threw when she was told to put down the big box shaped present adorning not her name, but your own. 

You were barely five minutes into preparing breakfast when you heard the crying begin from the living room, and your head lifted from the croissants you were cutting open.

Spencer was crouched down to Darcy's level, his hands resting gently on her hips, as she splutters in front of him, head whipping from side to side to avoid eye contact with him. 

"Hey, Darcy, honey," he says, thumbs rubbing circles into her hips. "Why're you crying?" She doesn't reply, and the sight hurts your heart. "Bambi, I need you to tell me what's wrong."

She stammers out something you can't really hear, only picking up the words, 'mommy', 'present' and 'want', but it seems she's speaking a language Spencer understands perfectly, because he translates it back to her. 

"You're upset because you want to give mommy her present?" 

Darcy nods her head, and despite the miserable atmosphere, your heart warms and your lips tug into a smile. 

"We will," he promises. "We've just gotta eat some breakfast first, okay? Gotta get this tummy nice and full so you can have all the energy to watch mommy open it." One of his hands pats her stomach, and you watch as she squirms and lets a giggle out past her otherwise pouty lips. "Was that a giggle?"

At the call-out, she immediately goes back to pouting, "No."

"No?" he parrots. "That's too bad. Only happy girls get to give presents on Christmas Day. Are you not happy?"

You have to watch in awe every time Spencer coaxes your daughter through her meltdowns, because he is just so gentle and so perfect with her, it's almost Earth shattering. 

The promise of you opening your present from Darcy (and Spencer) first, and an extra chocolatey hot chocolate with breakfast was enough to calm the two-year-old down enough to eat, and soon enough she was sliding the box with your name on it across the floor to you in the living room once more. 

She stumbles behind it, before she climbs onto the couch again, watching you with wide eyes and keen interest. 

"Do you like it? Do you like it? Do you like it?" she repeats over and over again before you had even finished tearing the wrapping paper off. 

And like it you did. 

A scrapbook, complete with the neat signing of Spencer's name on the front, and the scrawl of Darcy's beneath it, a few dozen pictures, and drawings as detailed as a two-year-old could make them on the pages. 

"Did you make this?" you turn to her, your eyes (and heart) filled with so much love and warmth you think you might explode. 

She nods, excitedly. "At daycare! Daddy helped me keep it a secret."

"Thank you. I love it," you scoop her up into your arms the second she wriggles closer. "I love you, beautiful girl. You're so talented."

Gift exchange was the most exciting part of the morning, and an already overwhelmed toddler being told she couldn't play with her new toys because she needed to get ready to go see her grandparents was akin to taking the entire Christmas holiday away, apparently. 

Thus, another tantrum.

Exhausted from trying to keep the girl from collapsing in a fit of screaming and tears, you're finally dressing her, the sparkly red dress she had begged you for falling over her body.

"Did you call your mom?" you ask Spencer from your kneeling position on the floor in front of Darcy, slipping her shoes onto her feet. 

"Gran'ma?" Darcy asks, her voice still hoarse from crying.

"Yeah, honey."

"Not yet. I was going to do it tonight once we're home," Spencer replies to you. "So that Darcy can talk to her too."

You tap Darcy's legs once her shoes are on, and she jumps off the couch, bouncing over to Spencer by the front door. "Can I see Gran'ma?" she asks. 

"No, Bambi. We're just gonna talk to her on the phone," he shakes his head. "But we're seeing Nan."

"Mommy's mommy?"

You smile for the millionth time that morning. 

"Yes, mommy's mommy," he laughs, crouching down in front of her. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes!" she nods, enthusiastically. "Do you like my dress, daddy?"

"I do," he answers. "You look like a princess."

Darcy squeals when he picks her up at the end of his sentence, giggling, and flailing her arms around as he settles her on his hip. 

"Bambi princess," she corrects for him, and neither of you have the heart to tell her Bambi's a prince. 

Instead, Spencer nods, a serious look on his face as he ponders her words. "Yes. Bambi princess."

your reblogs and replies are always appreciated ♡

[littlexdeaths]

you know what? fuck it, i’m gonna do a christmas writing event.

i need to get everything outlined and planned for it still, but be on the lookout for a post in the next week or two 🥰

[seredelgi]

What gets them going?/ AOT x fem!reader

featuring: Eren Jaeger, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Reiner Braun, Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman

tw: kissing, groping, dry humping, light dom/sub, foreplay, nipple play, sexual themes, 18+

For Eren, it has to be the way you silently slip your hands past the fabric of his shirt, too hungry for him to contain yourself. You let them travel from the tensing muscles of his stomach to the ones of his defined chest, making him groan into you and press you flat against him to better taste you with his tongue in your mouth.

Armin loves to hear the catching of your breath as he leaves humid kisses up your neck, and he has a damn weakness for the way you absentmindedly grip at the hems of his shirt, pulling him in closer, demanding his warmth against your skin. He caresses your hair away from your face when you do, leaning in for a sweet kiss.

Jean can’t get enough of the way you slide your fingers in the strands of his dusty brown hair, and the kind of soft hisses he lets go when you do make you hungrier, too. He grabs you by the back of your neck and tugs you down to catch his lips, tasting yours ravenously and eliciting sweet little whimpers from you in return.

Connie’s a sucker for dry humping. There’s something about the way you cling to him as he slowly starts to rut into you, feeling your thighs clench around his hips instinctively, feeling on his hot skin the way your breaths falter underneath his weight, and seeing your cheeks heat up at the advent of your arousal. It is simply priceless to him.

Reiner needs to hear you enjoying yourself. He loves it when you vocalize whatever he’s doing to you, whether it be him squeezing your tits or sucking on your nipples to get you ready and wet for him, he loves it when you can’t help but whine in his ear just how good he’s making you feel.

Erwin loves for you to start it. He likes how needy you get when he deprives you. It usually takes less than an hour for you to grow impatient and start following him around like a puppet, trying to gauge the perfect opportunity to throw your arms around his neck and kiss him passionately, dragging his hands all over those parts of you that so desperately need his attention.

Levi’s a control freak, that much you knew even before having sex with him. But when you two finally did, it all locked into place. He loves to tell you what to do, and he’s not even that self-conscious about it, which is why it comes off so naturally, so compelling that you find yourself obeying him with no hesitation.

So what about the way they kiss you?

How do they take you?

How do they take compliments, then?

What names do they like being called in bed?

What's their love language?

Do they get jealous?

And what pet names do they use the most?

What about JJK men?

[icycoldninja]

Hello! Can I please make a request for some heavily angsty headcanons for Vergil about his s/o being Mundus' daughter and her also being Nero's mother?

Absolutely!

Vergil x Mundus's Daughter!Nero's mother!Reader headcannons

-Because of the stuff your dad (Mundus) put him through, Vergil was very wary of you when you first met, which was likely in Hell.

-He gave you the cold shoulder most of the time, not wanting to get involved with someone related to his greatest tormentor.

-Through perseverance and by trying very hard to demonstrate how you're not going to hurt him, you managed to prove yourself to Vergil, convincing him that you're not like your father and that you only wanted to help him escape.

-Obviously, your dad knows everything that goes on and was aware of your attempts to make Vergil open up to you. He didn't care at first, thinking you were just having some fun with the half-demon, but then he saw how your relationship was becoming more and more serious, and heard you talking with Vergil about leaving.

-It's an understatement to say he wasn't happy about the idea of you leaving, and threatened to kill Vergil if you kept contacting him.

-That was the last straw for you, and so you decided you would escape from Hell with Vergil. The journey was difficult, and both of you got injured along the way, but you made it in the end.

-After taking a few days to rest, recharge, and recover, you guys ended up drinking too much alcohol to forget the pain and eventually spent the night together. This is how you got pregnant, but you didn't know about it until much later.

-You thought that you and Vergil could go find a nice, quiet place to settle down, hopefully keep out of the public eye and maybe even get married if you were lucky, but your father, Mundus, had other plans.

-He sent some of his servants after you, convienently chosing the middle of the night to do so, forcing you to flee without even getting a chance to say goodbye to Vergil.

-You thought you could explain what happened later, when you returned, but the demons chased you out of the freaking country, and when you finally lost them, you were lost too.

-By the time you managed to sort yourself out and secure passage back to where you and Vergil were staying, he was gone. Though you didn't know it, he'd woken up in the morning, assumed you'd worked up to this point just so you could get in his pants and run away. Hurt, he immediately began packing up and left as well.

-You never got to tell him about the mortal danger you were in thanks to your father, and he had no idea about the son you were now carrying.

-Sadly, you'd hardly get any time to spend with your son either, because once he was born, your impatient jerk of a father (now a grandfather with the advent of Nero's birth) sent his demons after you again, and you were forced to leave him with an orphanage while you fled for your life, distracting the creatures from your son's existence.

-Orphanages shuffle kids around a lot, so by the time it was safe to come out and get your son back, he'd been transferred so many times, no one could remember where he went, and after years of searching, your last lead was found to be an orphanage that had burned down in a tragic accident; all records were destroyed.

-You would never have a happy family reunion until Nero was all grown up, and even then, there were misunderstandings, accusations, and a lot of explaining on everyone's part.

-Vergil was still very hurt, and for a while, refused to believe what you were saying was true. Nero was mad at you for abandoning him when he was a baby, even after you explained yourself, and gave you silent treatment for weeks. It seems that no matter what you do, the boys just won't give you a second chance. In Nero's case, the shock is damaging, and Vergil has carried resentment for years.

-There really may be no saving this family.

[theresattrpgforthat]

My roommate made a joke about wanting to play a sonic the hedgehog tabletop game. Is there a ttrpg for that?

THEME: Sonic the Hedgehog.

Your roommate is about to be surprised because there isn't just a single Sonic ttrpg. There's at least seven.

Speeding Bullets!, by Princess Grace.

In SPEEDING BULLETS!, you play as three to five intrepid, plucky anthropomorphic animals on a quest to save the day- or end it. It’s up to you, some six-sided dice, and your beloved SO (Shadow Operator) to determine the fate of the world.

SPEEDING BULLETS! is a single-page Lasers and Feelings hack where your stats are FAST! (hero) and GUN! (antihero). You and your friends will create Sonic OCs, randomly assign them backstories like "Dark Warrior's Advent" or "Purification via Ruination" from a table of 326 genders, and put them up against insurmountable odds, Dr. Robotnik, and their own rivals.

Lasers and Feelings games all have the same basic premise: you have one number that represents your abilities in two different stat, in this case, Fast and Gun. Rolling above the number is good for one stat, while rolling below the number is good for the other. Roll your number exactly? Then something special happens.

What Speeding Bullets takes from Sonic is rivalries, a perpetual quest to defeat Dr. Robotnik, and an alternate suggestion for playing as your character's rivals, taking references from Dark Mirror. The game also comes with a Gender Table, a roll-table that appears to reference every Shadow the Hedgehog ending.

Rainbow Runaways, by UkeleleBard.

You are an animal living in a human’s world. The humans have found you, and the military will pursue you with every weapon, vehicle, and trap they have at their disposal. You’ve only got one option. RUN!

Rainbow Runaways was created for the Caltrop Core game jam, and runs on the Caltrop Core engine by Titanomachy. You can play it Solo, or with a GM, with a deck of cards and a 1-3 d4's per player.

The goal is simple: escape the military by reaching the edge of the city. You track this by using a clock with 12 slices. The deck of cards represents the actions of the military as they pursue you. Your character is composed of three stats and three techniques.

All in all, Rainbow Runaways is succinct and to the point. I think one of the benefits of fan games like this is that much of the lore is already assumed to be known by the players, and as a result reading the game book can be much quicker, since you just need to learn the rules.

Edge Hedge Arena (Beta), by ANIM TTRPGS (@anim-ttrpgs).

Throughout all human history, people have been given names. You thought yours was only mean to be used as an identifier, but you were wrong. Your name was chosen carefully, with the conscious (or subconscious) knowledge that one day it would inextricably link you to a champion of immense power who is also a hedgehog. This “game” serves as a set of instructions for revealing this mighty guardian, so they can defend your honor and name in a battle to the freaking death!

Still in the early stages, Edge Hedge Arena is partially a battle game. This is firmly a pvp game, using your weapons, powers and style to give you an advantage in the arena. However, first and foremost, Edge Hedge Arena feels like a bit of a love letter to the Sonic Fandom, more than Sonic itself. When you make a character, you actually have to search for art of a hedgehog OC online!

Chaos & Control, by farmergadda (@farmergadda).

Chaos & Control is a hack of Lasers & Feelings by John Harper, inspired by a similar hack, Steel & Spirit by Occupied Hex. In this game, Players will take on the roles of colorful, cartoony animal people and go on adventures through fantastic locations, facing off against maniacal foes, and looking really cool while doing so.

Another Lasers & Feelings hack, Chaos & Control adds the use of character types to further differentiate your characters, as well as tokens that can be used to trigger powerful moves unique to your character. For the GM, there's a number of roll-tables to help generate locations, problems, badniks, and so much more.

Rings and Running Shoes, by RingsandRunningShoes.

Welcome to Sonic's World - A universe unique and beyond what you know from the SEGA games! Where, inspired by Sonic and other heroes of the franchise, you and your friends will create a team of heroes that will save the world from the forces of evil!

The system is based on PbtA with heavy modification to fit the care-free power fantasy of Sonic's Adventures, but anyone familiar with the core game, should know the basics. On a very surface level the gameplay loop consists of alternating between "Peace and Quiet" and "Stages" sections. During P&Q your group will rest, prepare for the Stage, roleplay and develop your characters.

One of the benefits for PbtA games is playbooks. Playbooks keep most of the information that a player will need to know in one place, allowing you to choose a character type based on vibes, and then make selections within just the options provided to you. It's excellent for minimizing choice paralysis, and it can make teaching the game simpler, as each player has a number of references to the rules that are specific to their character in front of them at all times.

Mobius, by Ioan Davies-John.

Mobius is a fan-made tabletop wargame based on Archie Comics’ 24-year run of Sonic the Hedgehog, allowing you to fight Large Skirmishes in the gone-but-not-forgotten take on Sonic's World!

It features stats for all your favorite heroes and villains, and rules to suit every play-style from hordes of Eggman Robots to squads of elite Freedom Fighters. There’s an ever-evolving plethora of army books and supplements to represent the many factions within the pages of the world’s most way past cool comic!

Mobius is a tactical wargame, focused on moving little guys around on a map and taking down your opponents. There's plenty of minutiae here for folks who love figuring out what strategies work for them, including various extra rules, as well as 14 different factions to choose from. If you're not sure who you can play this with, the designer has a link to their community discord on their Itch page!

If you want something a little different in theme but similar in spirit, you might interested in Davies-John's other sonic game, a naval wargame set in the same universe: Egg Fleet!

Radical Spin, by Will Uhl (@raffitheowl)

Will you beat your evil twins, stop the robot army, and survive the perils of high school?

Radical Spin is a micro-RPG about melodramatic action animals. Hedgehog heroes, will you beat your evil twins, stop the robot army, and survive the perils of high school? Live out your bad fanfic fantasies today!

I don't know much about this game, but based on what I can find out about it, it seems to be designed to shine when you're exploring Sunday Morning Cartoon-style plots. I'm expecting characters with abilities that are larger than life, as well as a fairly simple rule set that's easy to pick up and learn without much trouble.

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My Silly Games recommendation post, which has a link to a Sonic game called Spindash!

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