bumblehoneybee

[bumblehoneybee]

*comes into the sonic the hedgehog fandom* Waow, this is so fun-

*Proceeds to get body slammed and now held in a chokehold by a past special interest of mine.* AGH

I am perfectly fine ☺️

eyyyyy

welcome welcome!! this is my first time in the sonic fandom if you will believe it. I never played the games or watched the shows before now, but i'm having a blast!! i'm glad to have you join us!!

between sonic and transformers, i'm living my 10 year old little boy dreams

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WHY MUST YOU RETURN TO RIP OUT OUR HEARTS?!?!? 😭😭😭😭

because <3 i love you guys <3

[bumblehoneybee]

For some reason, I imagine Daisuke trying to sneak desert before dinner but Swansea catches him and scolds him?

He is a sneaker of the sugar packets on the ship so I don’t doubt he’d try and sneak some dessert before dinner lol. Swansea probably smacks his hands away tho lolol he’s a dad like that

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Yea, after Dogday’s crash out, we need him killing Poppy

sorryyyyyy but after his crash out he's not going to be doing much of anything. ever. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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WAHHHH I THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA COME BACK WITH SOMETHING CUTE AND SWEET AND THEN I GOT HIT WITH ALL THIS ANGST 😭😭

:3c

hiiiiiii <3

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Those last two fics man.. I’m never going to recover

I like to return with a bang and that felt pretty loud and devastating!!

Glad I was able to leave my mark!!

Will you forgive me for breaking hearts tho 🥺

[bumblehoneybee]

YOU

:3c

[bumblehoneybee]

You know what I'm here for 😼

A request for a continuation fic of the last one where dogday sees Player die at the hands of Huggy Wuggy

Crashout Part Two

WARNING: gore, descriptions of blood and major injuries, character deaths

Huggy's teeth bite out your throat.

It's an explosion of blood, blossoming out from your throat to completely cover your visage and his, dying it all crimson. You don't scream, don't gasp, just make a gargled, wet cough of a noise, then fall limp beneath Huggy.

It's as quick as that. Over in less than a second. Dogday can hear Kissy rasping out a noise of pure grief, cowering beneath one of the lab tables as she cries and shakes, mouth still forced into that damned smile. Huggy stalks towards her, dripping with you, and Dogday just lies there.

He can't see your eyes. You're turned away from him, sprawled out in an awkward position. Probably doesn't feel good, you'll wake up with a crick. Or no, you won't.

Dogday closes his eyes, pain thrumming through the missing chunk of his back. He can see your face, if he focuses hard on it. He can hear your rasping chuckles, your sweet whispers of the farmstead you own, but don't really use. Lots of rolling pastures and open land, nothing around for miles. A home.

Wildflowers in the sun. Snow in the hills. Fireplaces in the night and birds in the morning. All things he wanted. All things he won't get.

All he has that he wanted is a body next to his. But you're on the floor, blood is seeping through the gouges in the tiles.

Dogday hauls himself over to you, deaf and blind to anything else. He presses his face against your back, and closes his eyes again. Tries to imagine you're in a bed, sleeping together, waiting for the sun to come up.

A hand stomps down his shoulder. There's something dripping against his back. Dogday pictures it as rowdy kids, tumbling around to wake you both, to start the day ahead, one of many.

He dreams as it all falls away, darkness and loneliness all he's ever known, and all he'll ever have.

Whatever. Maybe he'll meet you somewhere beyond it all. That would be heaven enough for him.

[bumblehoneybee]

Some random idea I just had. Daisuke telling the crew his theory of Mangle not being a toy animatronic and being there before the toy animatronics were in the establishment that actually got Curly thinking. There were some points that Daisuke made that were actually valid even playing some audio clips as evidence and having the bulletin board with the pictures and red string. Jimmy is uninterested, Anya is taking notes, Swansea is intrigued, and Curly is just looking at all of it and it suddenly makes sense to him.

Daisuke takes over a whole portion of the ship to explain his theories and show off his evidence and pretty much everyone is actually pretty intrigued (save jimbo but fuck him) because in whole the story is actually pretty bonkers and interesting even to older parties who have hardly any interest in video games. Curly and Swansea and Anya all are very into the story and while they all don't agree with his theory (Anya or Swansea eventually make their own theories), it's a great bonding moment for the crew!

However, you telling me this makes me curious as to said theory. I would love to hear it if you're willing to share it. If you'd rather not, I can always look it up myself of course, but I find this stuff is far more entertaining and intriguing when told by someone passionate about it!

[bumblehoneybee]

Idk if it counts as a request but I need DogDay snapping. Like this man deserves at least 1 (one) crashout at this point. Over Catnap, Angel, Poppy, anything. What we thinking, bee?

Crashout

WARNING: Chapter Four Ending Spoilers and some of my own flair on what happened afterwards, kinda depressing and defeated in vibe

"SHE RAN AWAY!" Dogday snarls. His hands shake, large fingers fumbling the bandages securing the splint to your leg. Pain swims through your head, bruised to hell from your fall. Dogday's yelling isn't helping the headache, but your tongue is too thick to tell him that right now. "Away from us! Away from him, sure, but from us! Leaving us behind!"

"She was scared." You murmur, rubbing at tired eyes. "She wasn't thinking straight."

"She wasn't thinking at all!" Dogday snaps at you. "She left us for dead, Angel. You, me, and Kissy!"

Kissy winces at her name, touching at the burnt patches of fur on her face. You touch her hand. She winces again and pulls it away from you.

"That whole mess with the Safe Haven was her fault too." Dogday grumbles. "We should've freed them. Should've taken them to the levels above! Got them out of there before blowing anything up."

"Dogday. . ."

He tenses, shoulders quivering, before they sink down with a slow sigh. "I know. . . None of us knew about Ollie, none of us knew the plan would fail like that, but. . . I dunno, I feel like we could've done more."

You coax him down enough to wrap an arm around his neck. Dogday sinks a little of his weight into you, careful of your battered body.

"Now we're stuck down here." He grumbles. You stroke his head, but he doesn't relax. "You're injured, I'm injured, Kissy's injured, and Huggy is out there trying to claw down a metal door with cloth hands just to sink his teeth into us."

"It's not ideal." You agree.

"It's bullshit." Dogday growls, but it dies away quickly. Silence settles over the three of you, somber, heavy, pregnant with words no one wants to say, but everyone knows. "Angel. . ."

"I know." You whisper, staring at a ceiling of earth and missing the sky. "I'm sorry."

"S'not your fault." Dogday sighs, settling down more as exhaustion sets in proper. "I think I always knew, even from the beginning, when you tore me off the wall and ran us out of the Playcare. . ."

He doesn't say anymore, he doesn't have to. As Kissy lies down beside you, the three of you settle into the reality that surrounds you on all sides.

You're going to die down here. And nobody will be able to stop it. Not when your luck ran out long ago, slipping through your fingers like wet clay and old stuffing.

[bumblehoneybee]

Company is always good 💕

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How cool! I don’t think it’s quite right but it’s cool nonetheless!!

@citruslullabies and anyone else who wanna try!!

found a fun little personality test!

i am open tagging as always bc i wanna see everyone’s results!!!!!!

[bumblehoneybee]

heyyy if ur doing reqs rn can i pls have some knuckles x reader where reader has a headache/migraine / is a sick bb and how/if hed take care of them

Sweet Relief

Cool condensation passes over your forehead, easing the heat of your migraine. You lift your chin some, brows furrowed, only to flinch at the low thud of something hitting the ground. You try to crack an eye open to see what's going on, but the little lances of sunlight creeping in through the burrow's windows pierce through your brain with deadly precision.

"Got you water." Comes the deep rumble of Knuckle's voice. You paw for the glass still brushing against your temple, finding it clasped by a large glove that doesn't move even as you pull it towards your mouth. Drinking helps, if only briefly. "Want a cool towel?"

You murmur something, too tired to form full words. With the water now sitting on the floor next to your claimed couch, Knuckles is free to brush gloveless fingers over your face, carefully grooming what's slicked with sweat so you feel a little better mentally as well as physically.

Knuckles claws, perfect for digging, are even better for combing through your fur. It's soothing, and something to focus on besides the pain. He doesn't ask you anything, in tune to your soft sighs and relaxing frame to know that his ministrations are helping. So he continues them, allowing you to finally feel like you might survive this ordeal.

"Hey, Knux-!"

Sonic's cheerful greeting is cut off with a loud, choked "ACK!" paired with Knuckle's presence disappearing from your side. You peek an eye open again, smiling at the sight of the echidna near strangling his friend as he whisper-threatens him to keep quiet for your sake. Sonic nods rapidly, sending an apologetic glance your way. You just wave, endeared.

"Want me to get something?" He asks in a whisper that doesn't quite due the trick. His voice has always been higher than Knuckles', which would explain the way it makes you wince.

"I have them handled." Knuckles grumbles. "Go away. Leave us alone. You're making it worse."

Sonic blows a muted raspberry, but disappears in a burst of air that actually feels quite nice as it washes over you. Knuckles must notice, as he always does, for he's soon to return with a flimsy paperback, fanning your face with it.

"Thank you." You sigh.

"Always." Knuckles replies.

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Sonic exe x human reader?

I'm gonna give some context to make it a bit better to understand

Reader decides to make some cookies (and reader is like that type of playful and energetic teenagers that sometimes acts like a kid) while exe is leaning against the door frame watching them and talking with each other and eventually decides to help them after noticing the mess they were doing

Which... Only ended up getting the whole kitchen covered in powder, cookie dough and some eggs here and there, reader's brother eventually showed up and shouted at them ordering them to clean everything, reader being the prankster and playful teenage they are smirks grabs the whole sack of powder and throws it to the ground while shouting "TELEPORTING"

kind of mimicking exe's hability to teleportx grabbing exe's hand and running away with a older brother running after them, but eventually they do clean the kitchen and finish the day sitting on the couch and watching a horror movie together

Oof sorry kind of long 😭

Fight and Flight

"It is not good." Croaked the god hovering in your doorway.

"They are." You chirped back, not even entertaining his opinion. The hearty smack of dough on a pan almost covered the crackling snaps of teleportation, but you knew what to expect. Your head turned towards the smell of ozone, catching Exe's bloodied gaze with a smile. "You're just picky."

"I am not." Exe said, turning towards the counter. Eggshells and butter, flour and sugar, all of it strewn about in your crazed baking. Humans and their impulses did not make sense to him sometimes, but he did not stop you. Even if you were making such a mess. "Hm. . ."

You smacked the hand reaching for the dough. "Not done!"

"I am god."

"And god should know not to eat raw dough."

"I cannot get salmon-ella."

You laughed. Exe took the chance to snip some dough, finding the texture and taste interesting. He dodged your spoon, but the shower of flour he could not escape.

The white stood out so brightly on his fur, so you just had to laugh at him.

Of course that meant flour back in your face. More really, the bag of flour exploding in your face.

The rasping wheeze of Exe ground against your ears. Luckily, the egg you hucked at his face killed that mirth as it went straight into his mouth, where it exploded into gooey grossness. As Exe hacked and spat out what he could, you moved the dough out of the way so when four eggs splattered against your head, the cookies wouldn't be affected.

Your shriek echoed through the home, waking the other inhabitants. As footsteps stumbled and stomped towards the kitchen, arms came tight around your waist. A crackle of static, the stench of ozone, and your ears popped to welcome you into somewhere else.

"Does god want to join me in a bubble bath?" You asked, giggling when anger began to emanate from the destroyed kitchen.

Exe pressed his face into your shoulder, but you could feel his grin. Looked like that was a yes.

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Huggy learning cyber bullying from Catnap...lord help us XD

Huggy can't type due to a lack of fingers, but he has something of a psychic connection with Catnap so the two are able to read each other's thoughts and post such scathing comments that they have triggered a cascade of copypasta's like the gorilla warfare one

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So Huggy survived...did he follow everyone else home then??

I imagine, if he were to have survived, he would've been found as a pile of broken limbs at the bottom of the pit he fell down. Angel brings him home and everyone helps nurse him back to health so he can walk around and be slinky buddies with Kissy again <3

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OMG hi!! Big fan! ❤️ xx

I know you’ve already done a circling fic for Shadow, however I was wondering if you could do him circling a reader after the reader gets hurt in battle? I just- ALSO can he be bloody??? Please please please I have a thing for bloody men idk why call me Rouge or whatever

Please tag me if you do end up writing this ❤️❤️

Watch Me Bleed Romance

@tartybleedinghearts for you <3

A lucky shot.

He got one lucky shot.

The blast rips through his side, searing pain up through his stomach and to his chest. Shadow grits his teeth, hissing out hot air that nearly steams between his fangs. It hurts, but he's never let a little burn stop him before.

No, his own injury doesn't stop him.

The sight of you falling because of your own, however. . . That does make him pause.

He stands still for just a moment, long enough for his bloodied gaze to lift to the creature that shot you, one of the Black Arms lackies. He moves once he registers his target, tearing through them like wet paper, furious and calm at the same time. It doesn't quite satisfy him, to have the enemy fall so easily, but at least it means he can focus on you faster.

You're already staggering back to your feet by the time Shadow runs up to you. Your breathing is strained, faced pinch with the pain, but you smile for him all the same.

Shadow moves to your side, scanning your body for injuries. You're cradling one, but there appears to be no blood. He moves behind you, finding nothing worse than a scratch and some singed fabric. Your other side is similarly lacking in anything substantial.

Shadow does another loop just to be sure.

"I'm okay." You whisper. Shadow stops long enough to notice the enemies lingering in the distance, watching at the edges of the battlefield, illuminated by the fires of their chaos. "We're not done yet."

Shadow slowly makes a circle around you, staring down every enemy that gazes upon the two of you. You watch him move, fur splattered with blood, eyes sharp and focused. He glances at you again, and to your surprise, cracks a small smile.

"Give me five minutes." He says, disappearing in a flash of red light.

You watch him fight, turning slowly to follow him along the circle of enemies.

And Amy didn't think he was romantic.