#writing by sonysakura

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Angsty Sonadow Drabble #14

Same universe as Angsty Sonadow Drabble #9. As I mentioned before, can't help but think about this AU sometimes... Might or might not even have 3K words written about their relationship...

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past character death, grief + Sonamyshad

“Do you think he thought about this scenario?”

Sonic is sitting on the floor beside the bed, frowning down at their kid’s birth certificate which lists him as the father.

“This is just… so convenient, isn’t it,” he almost spits out.

“Hedgehog, you should be in that document. Since I fathered them, it is only fair—”

“Yo, Shads, I was there when that baby was made,” he smirked at the scandalised look. “All three of us are going to raise them! Pretty sure that makes me their dad anyway.”

“Still… I want it to be you.”

“If he thought about his… that he would leave us…” Sonic puts the paper away not to crumple it and covers his face, teeth bared and voice now choking. “He couldn’t imagine a world without us, he said. How easy was it to imagine one without him, you think?..”

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Writing Transcript Below The Cut!

I-sincline

When the day was over, the rain would clear. The clouds would stay, seeming to never go away in this city, but warmth would filter through and dry roads and clothes as the sun set. As the night fell, Shadow would wander some more- never really tired enough to go home and sit in bed- until he felt he had seen all he had needed to see. Then, and only then, would he go home.

It rained the next day as well. ---

sonysakura

Sonic gets used to the cold presence by his shoulder. To the freezing touch stopping his hand from turning a page too early when he reads. To the way it clings to him in sorrow on the nights the space colony is visible in the sky.

Something followed him home. Something decided he’s theirs now. And whenever Sonic sees a glimpse of a dark silhouette behind him in the mirror, he hopes that one day it will still be there when he looks back.

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Gray Ghost for Christmas Truce 2018

For @sonysakura

A Gray Ghost fanfic where Valerie shows Danny that you can have a good time in December without worrying about Christmas. This is my first Truce, and I know that I’m pushing my submission to the last possible second. Sorry about that. I really hope you like it!! Thanks goes to @stray-weebs for supporting me while writing this. Story under the break!

It was their first Christmas together. She wanted to do something to get his mind off the fact, but she wasn’t sure what. After much thought and consideration, Valerie Gray decided the best thing she could do was invite Danny Fenton over for a Christmas- free night spent at her place. Money was still tight, so there wasn't much preparation taking down tinsel or the like before Danny got there. She considered everything, moving even the small tree her dad had gotten from the second hand store into his bedroom. Not one thing remained to remind Danny of his least favorite holiday, save for the television programs running ‘round the clock. The t.v. would not be coming on for now, if at all.

Danny arrived at 6 o'clock pm. Valerie opened the door for him, glad that he made it on time; it happened so rarely. He was slightly disheveled, snow coating his tousled black hair. His red and white coat was thin, more appropriate for fall or spring than a walk through the snow in the dead of December. Valerie smiled at him; he frowned back.

“Do you know what my parents were yelling about before I left?” he asked with a huff. She knew. It was always the same: Mr. Fenton would fervently insist that Santa Claus was real, while Mrs. Fenton would spew facts about how impossible the mere idea of his existence was unrealistic. Every year it was the same, and every year it would put Danny in the same damn slump. She was sick of it. That’s what this night was for: taking his mind off of that stupid fight.

Danny and Valerie had moved to the couch. She had snack foods spread across the coffee table, tediously saved up over the past few weeks. There was all his favorites, including plain tortilla chips for dipping in guacamole.

“Danny, there’s no use in getting stressed over what your parents fight about. They’re going to do what they’re going to do. You can’t change that.” Valerie paused, seeing that flick of green in his eyes. Now was not the time to ask. “How about we play cards?” She pulled a pack out from seemingly nowhere and offered them to Danny.

He considered them, shirking out of his coat and laying it on the back of the couch. “Sure,” he said, reaching for a bag of doritos. “What do you want to play?”

Valerie opened the tattered pack of cards, trying to decide whether the moment called for a calm game like Memory, or a more exciting game, such as Slap Jack. Looking at Danny, fidgeting and antsy, she went with a calm one. “You know how to play Kings’ Corners?” she asked, not taking him for a card player.

“Yeah, it’s really fun,” he responded, momentarily distracted from opening his chips. “Jazz taught it to me a while back. She said that it’s a ‘good coping mechanism’, or something.”

Valerie shuffled the cards, pondering how much she didn’t know about the pale, skinny boy sitting in front of her. This kid was still so mysterious, so elusive… yet he still managed to surprise her in the softest, simplest ways. It caused an affection to bloom in her every time that fueled her toward wanting to give him a happiness she knew he could not achieve on his own.

“Okay. Since you know the rules, are you ready to lose?” she asked, all in good humor.

“Bring it, Val!” he said enthusiastically. His demeanor did a 180°, going from gloomy teen to competitive card player in two seconds flat. They swiped the snacks to the side of the coffee table, some toppling to the floor. Val swiped 14 cards to her and Danny respectively, each hand totaling to seven cards. She placed four cards face up in the centre, one on each side of the extra stack.

“Alright, Danny, you first,” she said, eyeing her cards with a skeptical glare. Her hand was trash. He picked up the mandatory card from the pile, then got to work on dispelling his cards. He placed down two kings, both red, and placed most of the rest of his hand down on the surrounding cards.

“How well did you shuffle these?” he asked, head tilted, eyebrow up and quizzical.

“I’m usually a great dealer,” Valerie responded, lips slightly puckered. She glanced back down at her cards. How did he end up with such a great hand? “You done?” He nodded, grin still plastered to his face. Danny never did have a good poker face.

The game didn’t last long. Danny quickly disposed of his hand within the next few rounds, Valerie seeming only to collect. This pattern continued throughout their next few games of cards, all passing relatively swiftly. Danny had quite the nice winning streak going, and he wasn’t prepared to quit just yet.

“I’m getting tired of Go Fish,” Val sighed. They’d played five rounds of it, and Danny was ready for another round.

“Pleeeeease, one more round,” he begged. She looked at him, the way his eyes glimmered with those otherworldly green specks that seemed to glow. His clasped hands begging her for one more round. His pitch black hair messy from all the times he ran his hand through it in their previous rounds. She couldn’t resist.

“Alright, one more round,” she relented. “Then we should do something else. It’s already getting pretty late.”

“Nine o’clock isn’t that late,” Danny argued, crossing his arms. “I’ve been out way later fighting gh-” He cut himself off, mouth still open from forming the word. His eyes grew wide, and he almost seemed to stop breathing. The sound his teeth made snapping shut was awful, and his eyes darted to his right. “I’ve been out way later... playing fight games with Tucker,” he corrected, still uneasy.

Valerie didn’t know how to feel about that. He was clearly lying. Should she call him out on it?

She shifted, Danny’s large eyes tilting the mood on its head. “You’re right,” she said quietly, “Nine o’clock isn’t that late.” She dealt the cards, exercising her patience to the limit. All she wanted to do was release the flow of questions and accusations building up inside her, but she knew that would ruin any chance she had of giving Danny a relaxing night in the midst of the Christmas bustle. For now, they would continue as though nothing had happened, though both knew there was a deeper meaning behind that bumble.

“Ha!” Danny shouted, slamming down his final match. He had won almost every game they played, from the initial game of Kings’ Corners to Crazy Eights to Go Fish. Valerie wasn’t sure exactly what Jazz had taught him, but, whatever it was, she might have to pay her a visit or two.

Looking at the time, Valerie decided what would happen next. She set down her cards, and prepared to take the next step of the night, however much later it was than she’d originally planned. Who knew Danny loved cards so much? “Hey, Danny?” Val asked, almost shyly.

“Yeah?” he looked at Valerie, victory gloat momentarily forgotten.

“I- uh, have a little something for you. I’m gonna go get it, okay?” With a nod of consent from Danny, Valerie rose from the small table perched in front of the couch and entered her bedroom. She passed the corkboard full of wanted ghosts, dodged the ectoweapons scattered on the floor, and grabbed the neatly wrapped present hidden under her bed. It wasn’t much, certainly nothing he couldn’t acquire on his own, but it’s the thought that counts, right? She hoped he liked it.

“I’m back,” she announced. The present was held behind her back, it’s baby blue paper crinkling with her nervousness. The rocket ships printed on the paper was a special treat, one she had scored from a friend.

While she’d been gone, Danny had cleaned up the cards, placing them back in their worn box- if you could even call it a box anymore, it was so shredded from use. He watched her with expectancy, ice blue eyes trained on what was hidden behind her. “I got you a gift,” Valerie confessed. At Danny’s frown, she continued. “I know, I know, tonight is supposed to be Christmas- free, but… I wanted to give you your gift early, and… I don’t know, it just feels like the right time, and-”

“Valerie.”

She looked to the boy across from her. “You’re babbling,” he said, gentler this time, quieter. There was that soft streak again. The gentle caress in his tone, the kindness shining through those bright eyes. “Can I see it?” he asked, holding out his hands, a small smile dancing on his face.

She handed him the small package. “You can open it right now if you’d like.” A nod of acknowledge, examination of where to attack first.

“The paper’s great,” he said, grinning. He went in with an attack to the paper, small tears at first, turned large as excitement grew.

“I hope you like it.” Valerie sat, fidgeting with her hands. This was what took the longest to save up for. She had waited weeks to purchase it, even then she had to count out the exact change. It difficult, but she knew that Danny deserved something great for Christmas. As great as she could afford, anyways.

“You got me Trinity of Doom!! I’ve been wanting this movie since last year!!” he looked up at Valerie, a grin as big as could be spread across his face. “Thanks a ton, Val!” He sat, smiling and reading the cover while Valerie checked the time: 10:30 pm. It was getting late…. 

“Could we watch it?” he asked, startling her out of her thoughts.

“Yeah,” she agreed. They moved to the couch, Danny turning the television on and popping the movie into the DVD Player on the way. They snuggled close in the mildly chilly room, enjoying chips, a horror movie, and each other’s company.

[sonysakura]

Angsty Sonadow Drabble #13

Grew out of a quote I thought up which isn't even included 🤷

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sharing a bed, pining for ex

It isn’t important how they ended up in this position. Most likely there are not enough beds in the local medical unit with so many people stationed near that explosion, and with the two of them being relatively unharmed… Shadow thinks they might be in Rouge’s room.

He’s the first to wake up. After all, he just needed to sleep off exhaustion. Same probably goes for Sonic, but the hedgehog is soundly asleep, face pressed into his chest. It was familiar once. Not for the past few weeks though. But if he closes his eyes and relaxes, if he stays in the moment… Warmth. Soft fur under his fingers. Sonic’s heartbeat. As if nothing had changed.

…It isn’t important how it happened, but this is the cruellest thing that could have been done to him.

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A sneak peek of my submission to @shadamyzine Under the Light of the Moon 🌙 I wrote a wlw!Shadamy fic Blooming in Your Sunshine feat. transfem!Shadow and also hanging out with Chao as is my trademark – you know how it is...

The zine has now been released, and you can find it right here 💜 Full text of the sneak peak under the cut:

Little paws stick out of their picnic basket making small fussy noises. As the black hedgehog stays stunned by the audacity of the cute Chao thief, her girlfriend sprints over and grabs them. The Chao turns out to be pink with a wide red stripe across their bottom half, making them look like they’re wearing shorts, and neat spikes somewhat resembling Amy’s style. She shakes them slightly. “Bad Chao! No stealing!” she tries to chide them, but the Chao only giggles mischievously. “They are so much like you.” “You think?” the pink hedgehog raises the Chao higher and then passes them to Shadow. “Yes. Just as cute.”

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Angsty Sonadow Drabble #12

*le gasp* But wait! This isn't angsty?? A friend mentioned how a bunch of these are not strictly angsty because the hurt is in the past, and it made me think...

So this is an alternate continuation to Angsty Sonadow Drabble #5 but now the good ending!

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fluff, hurt/comfort + Soulmate AU

“Have you noticed,” Shadow calls out from the bathroom, “how much my stripes faded?”

Sonic pokes his head in, watching Shadow slide his hand through orange-tinged spines, and skips over to him, looking into the mirror as well.

“A while ago! What about it?”

“Should I dye them? Will a regular dye even work with synthetics...?” the hedgehog frowns, and Sonic leans on him, humming.

“It isn’t unnatural for hedgehogs to go copper with age,” he says, pauses and snickers. “Old-timer.”

In reply Shadow simply steps back before catching and dipping Sonic, who has lost balance, with a flirtatious smirk.

“You sure?”

And Sonic can’t help but laugh, raising his hands to mess up Shadow’s meticulously styled spines. In the back of his mind, he wonders if his dead soulmate would have sprouted copper spines in his old age, and the phantom pain where his numbers were feels almost comforting.

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Angsty Sonadow Drabble #11

This time written to one of my recent sketches, featuring a pretend relationship and "unrequited" mutual pining 🥺

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fake relationship, mutual pining

It feels methodical. The way they grab at each other both to steady themselves and as a warning not to go further. Maybe this isn’t how actual loving couples go at it... But Sonic can’t help getting lost in the kiss anyway, he can’t stop himself from enjoying that lack of space between their chests, the touch of Shadow’s lips and his teeth and the subtle bite he adds to the action.

Their ears twitch when a door closes in the distance – whoever has caught them finally leaving, and the hedgehogs separate. Only for Shadow to dive right back in, making Sonic’s heart skip a beat even as he doesn’t reciprocate. He pushes the other back despite feeling like he’s tearing a limb from his own body.

“Don’t have to pretend anymore, you know?”

“Right,” Shadow lets go of his wrists, sounding hollow, and all Sonic can feel is regret.

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✨Happy birthday to me!✨

Yes, it's my birthday today (well, May 10th, I just forgot to make the post earlier XD) 🎈😌👉👈🎈

And the best gift for a creator is reblogs! I draw fanart, take photos and write fanfics for Sonic the Hedgehog (esp Sonadow) and would appreciate if you reblog this post or/and some of my fic promos and art~ And maybe you could comment on something you especially liked if you want?

Here are some LINKS:

Birthday posts elsewhere: Twitter | VK

Art tag | Fanfiction promos tag (some drabbles show up, too)

More up to date art and promos in my Twitter Media tab (I apologise for how messy it is but Moments aren't working anymore...)

My Ao3

Zines I participated in that you can still get: Project Chao Vol. 1 (free!) | Project Chao Vol. 2 (free!) | Live & Learn: a Sonic/Shadow zine ($15, pre-order!)

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SatBK Week 2023. Bonus: Fool

If A Flame of War in Times of Peace was a wrap-up for the whole SatBK week, this one is a hopeful wrap-up for the Lansoni plotline of it in particular ⚔❤️‍🔥 Sir Lancelot goes to his mother for some relationship advice...

Aaand this concludes the event! This is my first fully completed event ever, and I couldn't have done it without all of you, people who read, shared and commented ✨ Thank you!!!

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SatBK Week 2023. Day 1: Champion

The story about Sir Lancelot, the King’s Champion... with a sprinkle of Lansoni 😏

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SatBK Week 2023. Day 4: Dragon

A story about how Lansoni hijacked my fic! /j For reals tho, it wasn't supposed to be shippy, but they just couldn't keep their hands off each other... It starts when Sir Lancelot has a suggestion for his king.

Oh, and Happy Sonic's Birthday!!! I guess Lansoni is what he deserves 💝

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Polyam Shipping Day, June 14th 2023: Trust (@polyamships)

These two are taking Sonic somewhere but where?? (Is it important?)

Posted it just as the day was over and also got so distracted the 15th has almost ended, too XD Happy Pride Month btw, dear followers of mine 🌈✨

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SatBK Week 2023. Day 5: Magic + Day 6: Lake

A story that happens pre-game... where Galahad isn't a knight yet, and Sir Lancelot is his fondly exasperated mentor. But in the centre of it is, of course, an enchanted lake 🌊✨

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💥Sneak Peek: 1 Day Countdown💥

Just a few hours left until @neverturnbackzine sales start, a zine dedicated to Shadow the Hedgehog (2005) game! All proceeds will go to the International Society for Traumatic Stress Studies (ISTSS). Honoured to be part of this zine among so many great artists and writers 🔥

While you're waiting, check out the preview for my piece! The decisions Shadow makes in this stage are going to impact more than him...

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SatBK Week 2023. Day 2: Destiny + Day 3: Sword

Gawain and Lancelot are rivals and friends, and who cares about destiny? (And swords are important but stabbing friends with them is a no-no ☝)

I planned this idea for Day 2 only but then Day 3 just fit, heh