#But like. I think fankids are so fun

[poisoned-pearls]

see the problem is is that I’ve developed intricate lore for my test fankids, along with pretty thought out ideas of what their childhoods were like and what traits from their parents were passed down or taught and which ones were formed by mixing two or more of their parents and like, a ton more, but I have also only like. Drawn one of them consistently to have a finished design, and drawn two of the others

[couch-house]

more of this little freak also. i like him.

[froegs]

Jayce “Facebook-Mom” Talis-Medarda

[arodykeism]

time to make your choice only you can be the one

[sonknuxadow]

this is probably an unpopular opinion with the amount of "everyone is married with kids" type future aus people make for sonic characters but i cannot see sonic getting married or having a kid ever. if he did somehow end up with a kid hed be the worlds first transmasc absent father or however the joke goes

[alienmiilk]

my sonadow fankid... his name is rush, a dimension traveller and he sometimes has a sibling called chase

REALLY long lore thing under cut

rush isn't technically Our sonic and shadow's kid, he's A sonic and shadow's kid created from a mix of prism + chaos energy in another universe/timeline that i named zero hill zone (sonadow are slightly older and closer, but their dynamic remains the same)

does this make sense

baby rush was a literal piece of the prism that sonadow took care of bc he kept gravitating towards them, sonic is the one who names him (shadow's like, why are you naming a rock)

something something the paradox prism starts to become unstable for some reason and z!sonic tries to find out why, except he's running out of time and he realises the only way to sort everything out is to entrust his alternate self from the other universe (our sonic) (he tries to send a message to other shatterverses to reach him, but it reaches them in garbled forms - nine in particular gets the signal, but can't figure out what it means)

the prism explodes, z!sonic dies in the process

rush is finally 'born' after this, breaking free from the prism piece as a little hedgehog the only thing he knows is that z!sonic died protecting him, and misunderstands that bc z!shadow left them, he must've caused z!sonic to die or at least was involved with it, or he just resents him for not being there for them

in reality, z!shadow was attempting to reach the other shatterverses (z!sonic's plan) but bc of the prism's power he's sent into the void (the one that the emerald falls into in that one ep of sonic prime) he's trapped in the deeper void for a long period of time

rush grows up in the post-apocalyptic landscape of zero hill (he imitates what he remembers z!sonic doing). he doesn't realise this, but as he grows older, the zone becomes to fall apart more (becoming like ghost hills) - at some point, he feels oddly drawn to the dimensional rips in his world and decides to go into one, having nothing else to do

now an essentially 70% formed paradox prism in the shape of a hedgehog, after some trial and error, rush realises he can go anywhere he wants and decides to look for other signs of life he ends up in the different shatterverses that we know of from the show, and as he makes his way through each they become destabilised bc he's basically a walking paradox prism. this causes the entire shatterverse to become messed up again, albeit slowly and gradually

bc of this, z!shadow realises that the void has started to destabilise and he manages to claw his way out of the deep void. he manages to find zero hills again but sees that everything is destroyed and washed out (ghost hills style) he finds out that z!sonic has died and is overcome w grief and anger. with how unstable the shatterverses are now and his own chaos powers, he manages to rip open gateways into other points in the timeline, he starts to traverse through them to look for other z!sonic in the past, or just other sonics

notably, he manages to find his way to the early days of project shadow and learns about the information about how he was created - a budding plan takes place, one to bring sonic back through the research (a different take on this au) - also like, he's getting stuck in another isolation chamber situation he is not doing ok, he's loopy

meanwhile, rush falls into green hills (the actual one!) and spots shadow...

idk how to summarise this anymore i'm not even summarising, jus tlook at my google doc

it's a whole thing, i might continue to work on if i feel like it bc there's no 'ending' yet, and also where's chase? no idea

either zero hills or the 'hostile shatterverse' is this

[shannonallaround]

When you love your friend's au so much that you write fanfic for it

Based on @punkinspice's @shadouge-family-au ***

Everyone froze as the glass shattered on the floor. 

Then little three-year-old Monty started crying because it scared him, quickly followed his twin sister Mabel, who cried because he was crying. Chase (who was five, almost six) simply looked at the glass mess and said “Oh oh.” 

Amy tiptoed around the kitchen table to reach the crying twins, soothing them with gentle hugs and soft words. She glanced up at her husband. 

Sonic stood exactly where he’d been when the glass had left his hand (by the kitchen sink). He stared at the floor, expression unreadable; a rare moment of him being perfectly still. 

He’s normally fast enough to catch things like that, Amy thought to herself. “Sonic?”

No answer. 

Any hid a worried purse of her lips, instead turning to her oldest. “Chase, you still have your shoes on—can you grab the broom for mama so she can clean up the mess?” 

Sonic then seemed to jerk awake. “Sorry. I’ll get it.” He quickly left the room, not meeting Amy’s eyes. Amy heard the shutting of a cupboard, followed by Sonic returning with a broom and dustpan in hand. 

“Let me help, Dad!” 

Chase had gotten down from his chair and now stood by his dad amid the mess. Sonic looked down into his son’s eyes, and managed a smile—small, but grateful. 

“Thanks, kiddo.” 

Chase chatted away about what he wanted to do after dinner while diligently holding the dustpan in place. He made Sonic chuckle once or twice, oblivious of the tightness in his dad’s shoulders. Eventually, he and his twin siblings left the room to play. Amy stood and took the broom from Sonic. 

“I’ll finish here,” she said, gesturing with her head at the living room. “Why don’t you go relax? It’s been a long day. I’ll join you in a minute.” 

Sonic looked at her, his eyes somewhat distant, but he gave her a half smile and nodded. Amy heard him sigh as he left, noticing him shove his hands behind his quills as he plopped down on their woven pink couch. 

A few minutes and a vacuuming job later (just to be safe), Amy came into the living room and sat beside Sonic. He stared up at the ceiling, frowning at nothing.

If Amy was going to get anything out of him, it was now or never. 

“What’s on your mind, Sonic?”

Sonic sighed through his nose. He closed his eyes as if thinking of what to say. In the end, he gave a defeated shrug. “You’ve seemed on edge for a few days, now,” Amy said carefully. “Ever since our last fight with Eggman.” 

Sonic’s eyes flew open. “I hate that man,” he spat out. He sat up, face scrunched with more choice, but unsaid, words. Amy stared at him, surprised at his strong language. Certainly it was universal knowledge that Sonic didn’t like Eggman (and frankly, Amy hated the man too), but to hear her husband say it outright in such frank terms was… unusual. 

“Are you upset about the forest he ruined?” Another sigh. “Yes… and no.” Sonic leaned forward, pressing his mouth against folded hands. He took a deep breath.  

“Do you… ever think about us as kids?”

Amy tilted her head. “How so?”

“You know… all the stuff we did.” Sonic stared at his shoes. “How… crazy it was that we were kids?” 

Amy took a small breath, understanding his meaning. She bit her lip. “Yes. All the time.” She waited for Sonic to continue, but he went quiet then. He began tapping his foot at the base of the couch—a nervous habit when he was thinking. 

“My earliest memories are running,” Sonic said finally. “I was, I dunno—maybe four? Five? Chase’s age. I didn’t know where I came from or where I was going, and I didn’t care. It didn’t matter. I thought I was fine. I was fine! I couldn’t even talk yet, and I was fine! I just ran wherever the wind took me.” He took a shaky breath. “But imagining our kids in the same position just-!” 

He cut himself off, burying his head in his hands. After a moment, he dropped them into his lap. 

“We were so young.”

Amy nodded slowly. “We were very young,” she echoed. After a moment, she asked “Does that scare you?” 

Sonic’s face scrunched again, but not in anger this time. “I was never afraid for myself growing up. I knew I’d be fine. But I was afraid for Tails, when he came into the picture. Some days I was so scared I didn’t know what to do with myself. And I guess, now… I’m afraid for them, too.” He ran a trembling hand down his face, forcing a laugh. “Heh… Guess things don’t change as much as you think they would, huh?” 

“No,” Amy said, watching him, “I guess they don’t.” She put a soft hand on Sonic’s knee, leaning into him. “But I think that’s a good thing. It means you love them.” 

Sonic sighed, his hand going to his forehead. “I just… I don’t know how to do this.” 

“Do what?”

“Raise our kids! Especially when we’re practically badnik magnets! It’s a miracle Eggman doesn’t send a squadron after us every week!” 

Amy rubbed his knee reassuringly. “Even if he did, you know Tails’ security system would warn us long before anyone was in danger.” 

“I know…” 

Amy thought a moment, then she leaned forward, trying to see her husband’s face. “You know, you know how to do this better than you think you do. You forget that you raised Tails.” 

A husky laugh, almost desperate. “I didn’t know what I was doing then, either! It's a miracle that kid's even alive! I pulled him into so many things without even a second thought, and I had no idea how to raise a kid, I—!” 

Sonic felt Amy’s hand on his chin then. It rested there for a moment, and then he relaxed just enough to let it guide him, lifting and turning his head so he could meet her gaze. Amy beamed at him, eyes soft and gentle. “And look how well Tails turned out.” 

Sonic stared at her. Then suddenly he realized his cheeks were wet, and he went to wipe them with his gloves. Instead, Sonic found himself sinking into his hands. He gasped. 

Amy started as her husband began to sob. A second later, she slid over again on the couch and encircled him in her arms, leaning her cheek against the side of his head, rubbing a soothing hand along his back between his quills. 

“I don’t deserve you,” Sonic coughed out from behind his hands. 

“I don’t deserve you,” Amy whispered back. She continued to rub between his quills. Then she kissed his head, feeling him tremble beneath her touch.

“Do any of us really know what we’re doing?” she eventually murmured in his ear. “We’ve never done this before, and that’s scary. I’ll admit, I worry about our kids sometimes too.” 

She continued as Sonic struggled to catch his breath. “We don’t know what the future holds. But,” she said, a soft smile in her voice, “you don’t have to do this alone. You won’t be alone—I’ll be with you every step of the way. We’re in this together.” She kissed his head again. “It’ll be another grand adventure.” 

A few more shuddering breaths from Sonic, and he gradually began to still. Then he nodded, though his head still rested in his hands. “Another adventure,” he whispered. “Like it’s always been.” 

“Like it’s always been,” Amy nodded affirmative. She moved her hands to hug him around his shoulders. 

They sat there for a few minutes, neither willing to move. They could hear their three little ones playing in the other room. Monty laughed. 

“You know what I think?” Amy eventually asked. “I think that, with our kids along for the ride, it’ll be even more fun. More so than it’s ever been before.”

At that, Sonic finally smiled. “Yeah…” He lowered his hands, revealing it, then he glanced her way. “The more the merrier, right?” 

Amy giggled. “Right!” 

She stroked Sonic’s cheek for a moment. Then she stood and took Sonic’s hand. Surprised, he followed her outside onto their balcony. It had been built directly onto the tree that had become their literal treehouse, overlooking their backyard. Sonic stopped beside Amy. 

“Woah…”

A vibrant explosion of oranges and deep pinks greeted them as the sun set over the distant mountains. They stared at the glorious sight, still holding hands. 

“The beauty still gets me every time,” said Sonic.

“Yes,” Amy sighed. 

After a moment, Sonic cleared his throat. "Sorry that I—" 

“No. It’s ok.” Amy looked away from the sky and into her husband’s eyes. She squeezed his hand. “I’m glad you told me.”

Sonic’s cheeks tinged pink as he smiled, rubbing the back of his head with his free hand. “Tryin’ to be better.” Then he met her eyes. “Thanks for listening.” 

Amy grinned. “Like I said: we’re in this together.” Then she pecked him on the cheek, which made Sonic laugh and blush harder. He squeezed her hand in return. He pulled her into a hug, his arms around her waist, head resting on hers while facing the sunset. 

“You know… I may still be scared silly,” he said, “but there’s no one else I’d rather be with on this crazy new family adventure than with you.”

Amy now felt herself blush. “Oh, Sonic.” She leaned into the fur on his chest, smiling as the sun ducked behind the horizon. “Me too.” 

[astra-terrapin]

So uh… I accidentally made a fan kid. A massive shocker to me since I don’t even ship anyone, but now I have this Sonamy fankid on complete accident. I named him Ace because I think it’d be cool. The only reason he really exists is because I thought the idea of having light blue quills with a lavender-ish shine to them would be cool. I also like the idea that he has the carefree attitude of Sonic while being super touchy and lovey with his friends. This boy thrives on physical touch. Always leaning or slinging his arm around someone.

[larrythefloridaman]

fankids are funny. anyway her name is Present

[gingergari]

i still believe in a february winter wonderland

companion/sequel post here!

[necrophilemagpie]

as much as i love the idea of fan kids in media with immortals in it[and i do find peoples fankid ocs generally fun], i don't think Integra would do that even adopted even whatever, at least not intentionally.

I gotta be real, I don't think she'd want to do that to Alucard unless there Really isn't another choice. One would assume he is bound to the bloodline/inheritance line and another heir is kind of just... extending the capacity of this to hurt him for at least another generation.

Unless the powers that be threaten to do something bigger than him otherwise, Integra, who seems to have intentionally picked the under-equipped for the position and non-related Penwood jr to get the organization after her death, her plan here is pretty clear. She wouldn't have a 'real' heir if she can help it because she wants Alucard free of the bond after her, she wants to be the last person with the capacity to take away his autonomy like that.

none of the characters in this show are good people exactly, but I do think she feels a kind of remorse for both her family's past likely uncountable abuse towards him, and personally for perhaps overstepping a boundary or two. because that just Will Happen if you have that kind of 100% control over someone.

Legit, that's why you rarely hear her specify something as an 'order' even when he obviously acts out, only in real key moments/after their back and forth they do for that. I genuinely do not think she likes to use the full extent of the power she has over him, just more so fill that role in his life so he feels... comfortable for a lack of a better word? There is fun powerful and there is 'this is something my father would do to you' and i reckon hard orders are a lot more of the latter

i don't think she'd trust an heir or a potential heir's heir to tell the difference.

partially because i don't know how much she trusts herself to.

[cherrysmokesaconha]

2 trench buts they’re old and live together forever

Hell yeah!! So canon Anon!

They would probably be feeding bread crumbs to the pigeons while their children are playing in the playground... This would be amazing.

And if they don't have kids, they would probably be baking cake together or watching a movie and flirting with each other in such a cheesy way...

Sighhh... What an awesome 2trenchfuture.../pos

[poisoned-pearls]

You have wonderful thoughts I would like to study your brain 🔍🧐 (/j)

thank you, I have strong ass adhd and my brain is only ever thinking abt twst all of the time. If you ever want to feel free to ask questions I’d probably be able to ramble about them for far too long-

[sleepygaymerdisease]

more people on artfight need to upload their lupin ocs but also if i posted any of mine on there i would die instantly. to be honest

[regkatouargou]

What the fuck do you mean im doing homestuck again I barely remember anything

[smile-files]

though at least fantube kids *can* be good and/or thematically exciting. the thought of clover x nickel kids is genuinely horrid to me