Blaze The Cat - Blog Posts
It took me way too long to understand the importance of reblogging, but it’s better late than never. Just wanted to say thank you so much for this! I know it’s a couple months old now, but it still makes me super happy every time I see it!
sweet boy Silver hibernating in his blanket pile <3
Description: Silver discovers that Mobians do, in fact, hibernate. Luckily, he has some friends to help him through his first hibernation.
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Mobian but Still Animal by Astra_Terrapin Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, Sonic the Hedgehog (Video Games), Sonic the Hedgehog (IDW Comics) Rating: General Audiences Summary: This is simply a bunch of short stories centered around animal fun facts and how I think they would affect Sonic and the gang. I love it when authors do this so I figured I could make my own! Requests are welcomed but note that not all will be written. Requests will also be written in random orders.
Please check them out their Amazing all of their stories are really sweet!!!!!!!
and if you to feel free to comment and tell them what you liked, or what they could improve on (spoiler alert ITS NOTHING, their amazing)
I can’t believe this is what you wanted me to do!!! It so funny how I already had it made!
I want to see what happens when she fricking snaps.
Didn't think I'd ever put my art up on Tumblr, but here we are. I love this duo so much, and I wish we saw more of them in official stuff. This art is connected to a fanfic I’ve been working on called Mobian but Still Animal on AO3. It’s for Chapter 14 specifically! It’s basically just a collection of one shots centered around how I think certain animal facts would affect Sonic and the gang.
i changed the second two sbg drawings, but i didn't like how it turned out, so these are the old versions
metal sonic gijnka design concepts and my oc!! (struggling to use clip studio)
i've been redrawing stuff to improve my art, and it's been really helpful to try new poses and perspectives :D
still figuring out how to draw sonic characters ignore how wonky they are (・_・;
Blaze The Cat
(Made some fan art of the best sonic character, blaze the cat)
Hello, tumblr user. Before you is a tumblr post asking you to name a female fictional character. You have unlimited time to tag a female character, NOT a male one.
Begin.
okay so i made a pinterest and seeing all the sonic headcanons is making me want to make my own so… SONIC HEADCANONS ‼️
Sonic is very forgetful and as such Tails puts sticky notes around their house reminding him of any errands he needs to run or things he has to do
Sonic loves to boast about Tails’ accomplishments. Sonic has the biggest ego but he’s also so proud of Tails that he will, much to Tails’ embarrassment, loudly proclaim how cool his inventions are
Amy loves going over to visit Cream and Vanilla to help out, and she loves baking with them
I don’t see people talking about Vanilla nearly enough, but i think everyone who knows her adores her and likes to help her out - she is a single mum, after all. Sonic will run errands for her, Amy will babysit Cream, Knuckles will carry her grocery bags for her, Tails will make her little gadgets and trinkets with Cream, etc. It’s all very sweet
Sonic takes a lot of naps. It doesn’t matter when or where he just plonks himself down and he’s out
Amy carries a polaroid camera around with her to take photos with her friends and then pin them to a cork board
I’ve seen this said before, but Silver is a history nerd
He’s also a giant trivia fan. He’s the kind of person that’ll memorise the dates that his favourite movies came out and then pull that fact from nowhere and his friends are all really confused as to why he knows that off the top of his head (No i’m not projecting. Shh.)
I also strongly believe Tails knows how to sew and has a sewing machine
Blaze, Shadow and Espio probably have a book club. Sometimes Tails and Silver will join them on their sessions.
Knuckles taught Amy some hand-to-hand combat. Boxing stuff, yaknow?
Blaze’s gloves are a lot tougher and more abrasive to withstand her fireballs
Sonic is a big fan of older things believe it or not. From classic fairytales and stories (thinking back to the storybook games), to retro music and 80s movies
^Side note, he also loves Michael Jackson’s music and i think he’d love Back To The Future
I also think that Silver likes Star Wars
Silver has a sweet tooth, but Blaze has a more savoury taste. Blaze’s tolerance for spicy foods is also much higher than Silv’s
Espio and Blaze are also big on candles, i think
Because Silver grew up in the literal apocalypse, i think he’s very adaptable. he’ll manage with what he’s got, and he’s very resilient
Tails prefers 2D animation to 3D. Charmy prefers 3D animation. Cream chooses to not get involved in the matter
Vector was in a band in his youth, just like he is now with Espio and Charmy. He wasn’t any better back then, but he also wears hearing aides now because he busted his hearing with his music too loud. He still hasn’t learnt his lesson from that.
Just shooting off a few for you! When my mental headspace gets worse Sonic is always my comfort fandom, so here i am, and i hope you enjoyed! Let me know if you would like more or if you had any ideas, i’m especially trying to think of some for Mighty and Ray, because they’re my special little guys goddammit.
Remember: stay way past cool!
Night In (Amy-Cule)(Fixed)
Same storyline of previous post, just went through and rewrote some parts, fixed grammar. Note to self, write fanfic at reasonable hours next time. Okay, done yapping. Hope you enjoy, Blazamy fans!
Calm. So very calm. The house was silent, and still. Calm. Not as though recent days had been hectic. More, lively. But with Surge off helping her friend Kit pack his things to prepare to move, Shadow off on some mission with the rest of Team Dark, and Katami(Trans Metal Sonic(read separate fic I wrote)) was over at Tails’ workshop to get fixed after an incident with the oven, which also needed to be fixed. The house has never been quite this devoid of activity. Currently, there is only two people in the house, Amy Rose, and her first love, Blaze the Cat.
Amy had come to such a realization rather late in the day, while she was lying in bed, getting ready for the night. She saw how empty the bed was when she noticed how much free space there was on it. It felt weird to her, having grown to appreciate how close they would all be come bedtime. Perfect for cuddles, and they would never get cold at night. She felt a tad lonely, that was until…
Blaze: “Hello Amy.”
Blaze entered the room, fresh from a shower. She was draped in her favorite bathrobe. Her hair hadn’t been tied up, and fell across her head in such a way, Amy needed to restrain herself from getting lost in the sight.
Amy: “Hi Blazie!”
Blaze joined Amy on the bed, looking content.
B: “You look comfortable.”
Amy snuggled closer to Blaze.
A: “Yeah… gosh, it’s been a while since it’s been just the two of us here, huh?
B: “Mhm, … and I think I want to take full advantage of that.”
Amy felt her face flush, and before she could say a peep, Blaze pulled her into a cuddle.
A: “Oh.”
B: “Is something wrong? I thought you enjoyed hugging.”
A: “I-I do, it’s just… forget it…”
B: “What? Is this not what you expected?”
A: “No… actually, it’s perfect…”
Amy nuzzled into Blaze’s embrace, exhaling deeply as she felt herself be engulfed in her love’s warmth.
A: “Are you gonna read tonight…?”
B: “… Oh, of course. Goodness, how could i forget?”
Blaze released Amy, the latter would move to cling to the former’s waist, taking in her piney-clean scent. Blaze reached onto the nightstand, and took a large book off it.
This tradition started sometime before the polycule. It began when Amy had noticed how Blaze would always read a book before bed. It started with simple questions, then evolved into being cradled to slumber every night by her love’s soothing voice as she would regale them with fantasy tales of knights and kingdoms, dragons and great castles, and lively taverns where adventurers would gather and rejoice over a successful journey. The current story book she was reading was one of a love not meant to be, a lowly knight and the princess of a mighty kingdom had fallen madly in love with one another, and can only show their true affection in shadows.
B: “Now then… ahem,”Your majesty…”, the knight kneeled, the princess stood before her, and gently relinquished them of their helmet. “Please… none are here… I made sure of it.” The knight climbed to her feet, and took the princess’s dainty soft hands into her steel plates mitts. “Abigail… I have missed your gentle voice. Its beauty brings songbirds shame, as they know their cries and squawks could never match your simple melody…”, “Nataline…”. The princess helped her lover out of her chainmail, the heavy metal fell to the ground with a clang, the two having not a care for it. They spared the moment to embrace one another with their eyes, soaking in the beauty of their lover. The knight and her toned, broad, yet lanky figure. The princess and her thinner, fragile self. Before long, the two took to the princess’s quarters, scampering in the night, hidden under moonlight. “Abigail…”, “Nataline…”. The two would collapse upon the silken sheets and wool mattress, their hands roamed slowly, taking in every moment, every beautiful nook, cranny, and curve. They held tightly to one another till sunrise and after, their love for each other finally allowed to be shared, they found a greater solace in each other’s arms, silently praying the night would never end, that they could remain like this for all eternity and then some. But-…”
Blaze paused, when she heard Amy’s soft snoring, feeling her breath exhale onto her stomach. She smiled softly, her heart warming at the very sight. She made sure to fix her bookmark onto the appropriate page, and placed the novel back onto the nightstand. Blaze scooted onto her back, pulling her sleeping partner’s head onto her chest. With her love secured safely in her grasp, she allowed herself to drift off along with her. The room fell quiet, the only sound to be heard was crickets, and the shared gentle snores of embracing lovers.
The sun had returned in the sky as if it never left, a yellow glow filled the sky. Entangled under their blanket, the two were awakening as the sun shone persistently through the window.
B: “Good Morning…”
A: “mmmmmmmorning…”
Blaze chuckled softly at Amy’s drowsiness, giving her a soft peck on the forehead before beginning to get up.
A: “nnooooo… stay.”
The pink hedgehog clung tightly to her love’s waist.
B: “Amy…”
A: “five more minutes…?”
As much as she preferred getting up at a reasonable hour, Blaze couldn’t justify saying no to that face. She would lay back down and give Amy her five minutes, then another, then another.
Night In (Amy-cule)
Calm. So very calm. Not as though recent days had been hectic. More, lively. But with Surge off helping her friend Kit pack his things to prepare to move, Shadow off on some mission with the rest of Team Dark, and Katami(Trans Metal Sonic(read separate fic)) was over at Tails’ workshop to get fixed after an incident with the oven, which also needed to be fixed. The house has never been quite this devoid of activity. Currently, there is only two people in the house, Amy Rose, and her first love, Blaze the Cat.
Amy had come to such a realization rather late in the day, while she was lying in bed, getting ready for the night. She saw how empty the bed was when she noticed how much free space there was on it. It felt weird to her, having grown to appreciate how close they would all be at night. Perfect for cuddles, and they would never get cold at night. She felt a tad lonely, that was until…
Blaze: “Hello Amy~…”
Blaze entered the room, fresh from a shower. She was draped in her favorite bathrobe, her hair hadn’t been tied up, and fell atop her head so beautifully, Amy needed to restrain herself from getting lost in the sight.
Amy: “Heh-, hey Blazie…”
Blaze joined Amy on the bed, looking content.
B: “You look comfortable~.”
Amy snuggled closer to blaze.
A: “Yeah… heh, it’s been a while since it’s been just us here, huh?
B: “Mhm, … and I think I want to take full advantage of that~…”
Amy felt her face flush, and before she could say a peep, Blaze pulled her into a cuddle.
A: “Oh…”
B: “Is something wrong? I thought you enjoyed hugging.”
A: “I-I do, it’s just… forget it…”
B: “What? Is this not what you expected?”
A: “No… actually, it’s perfect…”
Amy nuzzled into Blaze’s embrace, exhaling deeply as she felt herself be engulfed in her love’s warmth.
A: “Are you gonna read tonight…?”
B: “Oh, of course. I could’ve sworn I had forgotten something.”
Blaze released Amy, the latter would move to cling to the former’s waist, taking in her piney-clean scent. Blaze reached onto the nightstand, and took a large book off it.
This tradition started sometime before the polycule. It began when Amy had noticed how Blaze would always read a book before bed. It started with simple questions, then evolved into being cradled to slumber every night by her love’s soothing voice as she would regale them with fantasy tales of knights and princesses, dragons and great castles, and lively taverns where adventurers would gather and rejoice over a successful journey. The current story book she was reading was one of a love not meant to be, a lowly knight and the princess of a mighty kingdom had fallen madly in love with one another, and can only show their true affection in shadows.
B: “”Your majesty…”, the knight kneeled, the princess stood before her, and gently relinquished them of their helmet. “Please… none are here… I made sure of it.” The knight climbed to her feet, and took the princess’s dainty soft hands into her steel plates mitts. “Abigail… I have missed your soft voice. Its beauty brings songbirds shame, as they know their cries and squawks could never match your simple melody…”, “Nataline…”. The princess helped her lover out of her chainmail, the heavy metal fell to the ground with a clang, the two having not a care for it. They spared the moment to embrace one another with their eyes, soaking in the beauty of their lover. The knight and her toned, broad, yet lanky figure. The princess and her thinner, fragile self. Before long, the two took to the princess’s quarters, scampering in the night, hidden under moonlight. “Abigail…”, “Nataline…”. The two would collapse upon the silk sheets and wool mattress, their hands roamed slowly, taking in every moment, every beautiful nook, cranny, and curve. They embraced each other till sunrise and after, their love for each other finally allowed to be shared, they found a greater solace in each other’s arms, silently parting the night would never end, that they could remain like this for all eternity and then some. But-…”
Blaze paused, when she heard Amy’s soft snoring, feeling her breath exhale onto her stomach. She smiled softly, her heart warming at the very sight. She made sure to fix her bookmark onto the appropriate page, and placed the novel back onto the nightstand. Blaze scooted onto her back, pulling her sleeping partner’s head onto her chest. With her love secured safely in her grasp, she allowed herself to drift off along with her. The room fell quiet, the only sound to be heard was crickets, and the shared gentle snores of embracing lovers.
I just sorta felt like it was a fun thing to consider. Makes sense in my mind that Metal would experience some sort of identity crisis once they are free. Idk, but I’d love to expand on it more.
{Metal Sonic}_404
Context:
Metal is no longer with Eggman, and now knows they aren’t Sonic.
A sense of being. A sense of person. Most everyone has one. The knowledge of who they are as a living creature. Of what they are. Of who they want to be.
It’s often something that forms over the course of someone’s lifetime. Molded by one’s experiences, their trials and tribulations. Some are told what they are the second they are born. The second they are made. Told by one they saw above all what they were, who they were, how to feel, how to live their life. All to suddenly find out it was all a lie. All of it. An entire life, a lie. Not even the life of one’s own. Born from a bitter man’s manic desire to rule. A man they once cared so deeply for. Their father…
A liar.
Who am i?
Who manipulated them. For his own selfish interest.
Who am I…?
Did he ever care? How could he? How could he…?
Who am I……?
How could he… …?
Who am I………?
HOW COULDE HE?!?!-
???: “Metal…?”
…
They were spiraling in thought again. This has been happening more and more recently, they’ve tried their best not to fall into deep thought around Amy or Blaze, but they slip sometimes. As evident here.
A: “Metal, are you okay?”
They quickly scanned the room, trying to recall what was going on. They were in the living room, the clock read 4:24. They were sitting on a plush pink sofa, and Amy was telling them about… something. Something about shopping? Did she go shopping without them? Did she go to their favorite mall without them? Is she leaving them out on purpose? Is she-
A: “Metal!”
They blinked, before nodding.
A: “Metal, are you okay? You seem distracted… is something going on?”
As if on instinct, they shook their head. This wasn’t her burden. It’ll probably go away anyways. It’s merely a stray thought. No need to think about it to hard. Amy looked at them strangely, as if she was trying to see through their emotionless expression.
A: “… is something on your mind?”
They remained still. Should they tell her? It couldn’t hurt… could it? Would she see them differently? Would she still like them? What if these feelings aren’t true? They aren’t true. It’s must be a glitch or… something. It’s not real. The shook their head once again.
A: “Are you sure…”
She took their hand.
A: “I’m here for you Metal…”
… why did she have to make this so difficult? Why was she blessed with the ability to read them so easily? They began to heat up(panic), they felt backed in to a corner. They were scared. Would she accept them? Would she acknowledge them? What if she hates them? What if they make this complicated? It would be so much easier to ignore it and keep things how they are. Why would he- they… their cpu began running faster, as they began getting lost in fearful thought again, until-
A: “Hey!-“
They were quickly grabbed and pulled into a familiar comfort. Amy had pulled them in, gently embracing the worried robot in her arms. Metal remained still, their servos locked in position, but allowing their head to fall onto her shoulder.
A: “… is it that serious?”
She took his hand and placed it in her arm.
A: “Tap once for no, tap twice for yes..”
… they tapped her arm twice.
A: “Is something happening? Are you hurt? Do you need help with something?”
… is it worth it…?
They tapped twice.
A: “Can you tell me what’s wrong?”
Since they’ve been with Amy and Blaze, they were able to have a decent voice box installed, thanks to Tails. They weren’t unable to speak. They just preferred not to.
A: “… can you write it?”
Were they really about to do this? Without thinking, they tapped twice once more.
A: “Okay, I’ll go get a pencil and paper, I’ll be right back…”
She squeezed them softly before letting them go and leaving to a different room. It didn’t feel good. But she had to. What would they even write? How could they begin to explain, when they weren’t fully sure how they felt? How to explain what they felt.
She came back a minute later, a bit of paper and pen in hand. She sat back down and pulled Metal(?) back in. She slid the things into their lap.
A: “Whenever you’re ready…”
They gripped the paper carefully. They took the pen in their other hand. They thought for a second, reconsidering this whole thing. They could lie. They could write something else, something less… whatever they were feeling was. … maybe…
They began writing. They showed Amy.
“Who am I?”
Amy studied the question. Her brow furrowed as she considered it.
A: “Met-…”
She held them tighter.
A: “Are-… would I be wrong… to assume, you are having issues with-… your identity…?”
They gripped her arm tightly. Too late to back out now.
They tapped twice.
A: “… I understand. To be honest, I’ve sorta been… expecting this?”
Metal perked up when they heard this. Had they really been this obvious about it?
A: “Do you… have a preferred name-, or pronouns yet? Do you know how you identify?”
They took a second to process the total acceptance by their partner. They tapped twice. They took the paper once more and wrote something quickly. “Katami”
A; “Oh. I see.”
They began to heat up again. How did she mean that? Is she disappointed? Is she upset? Is she never going to want to see them again? Is she gonna kick them out? Is she really-
A: “That’s such a beautiful name… Katami. I hope you know… I still love you… it doesn’t matter ti me how you choose to identify… you’re my precious Katami…•
… if they could cry, they’d be bawling. Maybe, they had been overthinking the wrong thing. They were surprised. But, not shocked at all at the same time. Over course Amy would still care for them. It was silly to think otherwise.
They tapped twice, before letting themself relax in her arms.
She hugged them tighter, they could feel the tension in their servos loosen. The front door opened, soft humming followed the sound.
Blaze: “Hello Amy.”
Blaze joined them on the couch, taking seat beside the pink hedgehog.
B: “Is something the matter?”
A: “Yeah… well-… this is Katami…”
She had Katami face Blaze, who seemed confused at first. Amy leaned in and whispered something inaudible her, and Blaze’s ears perked in understanding.
B: “Ah…”
She looked calmly at Katami before carefully taking one of their hands into her own.
B: “Are you feeling well, Katami?”
It took them a moment to digest how loved they felt. They nodded.
{Metal Sonic}_404
Context:
Metal is no longer with Eggman, and now knows they aren’t Sonic.
A sense of being. A sense of person. Most everyone has one. The knowledge of who they are as a living creature. Of what they are. Of who they want to be.
It’s often something that forms over the course of someone’s lifetime. Molded by one’s experiences, their trials and tribulations. Some are told what they are the second they are born. The second they are made. Told by one they saw above all what they were, who they were, how to feel, how to live their life. All to suddenly find out it was all a lie. All of it. An entire life, a lie. Not even the life of one’s own. Born from a bitter man’s manic desire to rule. A man they once cared so deeply for. Their father…
A liar.
Who am i?
Who manipulated them. For his own selfish interest.
Who am I…?
Did he ever care? How could he? How could he…?
Who am I……?
How could he… …?
Who am I………?
HOW COULDE HE?!?!-
???: “Metal…?”
…
They were spiraling in thought again. This has been happening more and more recently, they’ve tried their best not to fall into deep thought around Amy or Blaze, but they slip sometimes. As evident here.
A: “Metal, are you okay?”
They quickly scanned the room, trying to recall what was going on. They were in the living room, the clock read 4:24. They were sitting on a plush pink sofa, and Amy was telling them about… something. Something about shopping? Did she go shopping without them? Did she go to their favorite mall without them? Is she leaving them out on purpose? Is she-
A: “Metal!”
They blinked, before nodding.
A: “Metal, are you okay? You seem distracted… is something going on?”
As if on instinct, they shook their head. This wasn’t her burden. It’ll probably go away anyways. It’s merely a stray thought. No need to think about it to hard. Amy looked at them strangely, as if she was trying to see through their emotionless expression.
A: “… is something on your mind?”
They remained still. Should they tell her? It couldn’t hurt… could it? Would she see them differently? Would she still like them? What if these feelings aren’t true? They aren’t true. It’s must be a glitch or… something. It’s not real. The shook their head once again.
A: “Are you sure…”
She took their hand.
A: “I’m here for you Metal…”
… why did she have to make this so difficult? Why was she blessed with the ability to read them so easily? They began to heat up(panic), they felt backed in to a corner. They were scared. Would she accept them? Would she acknowledge them? What if she hates them? What if they make this complicated? It would be so much easier to ignore it and keep things how they are. Why would he- they… their cpu began running faster, as they began getting lost in fearful thought again, until-
A: “Hey!-“
They were quickly grabbed and pulled into a familiar comfort. Amy had pulled them in, gently embracing the worried robot in her arms. Metal remained still, their servos locked in position, but allowing their head to fall onto her shoulder.
A: “… is it that serious?”
She took his hand and placed it in her arm.
A: “Tap once for no, tap twice for yes..”
… they tapped her arm twice.
A: “Is something happening? Are you hurt? Do you need help with something?”
… is it worth it…?
They tapped twice.
A: “Can you tell me what’s wrong?”
Since they’ve been with Amy and Blaze, they were able to have a decent voice box installed, thanks to Tails. They weren’t unable to speak. They just preferred not to.
A: “… can you write it?”
Were they really about to do this? Without thinking, they tapped twice once more.
A: “Okay, I’ll go get a pencil and paper, I’ll be right back…”
She squeezed them softly before letting them go and leaving to a different room. It didn’t feel good. But she had to. What would they even write? How could they begin to explain, when they weren’t fully sure how they felt? How to explain what they felt.
She came back a minute later, a bit of paper and pen in hand. She sat back down and pulled Metal(?) back in. She slid the things into their lap.
A: “Whenever you’re ready…”
They gripped the paper carefully. They took the pen in their other hand. They thought for a second, reconsidering this whole thing. They could lie. They could write something else, something less… whatever they were feeling was. … maybe…
They began writing. They showed Amy.
“Who am I?”
Amy studied the question. Her brow furrowed as she considered it.
A: “Met-…”
She held them tighter.
A: “Are-… would I be wrong… to assume, you are having issues with-… your identity…?”
They gripped her arm tightly. Too late to back out now.
They tapped twice.
A: “… I understand. To be honest, I’ve sorta been… expecting this?”
Metal perked up when they heard this. Had they really been this obvious about it?
A: “Do you… have a preferred name-, or pronouns yet? Do you know how you identify?”
They took a second to process the total acceptance by their partner. They tapped twice. They took the paper once more and wrote something quickly. “Katami”
A; “Oh. I see.”
They began to heat up again. How did she mean that? Is she disappointed? Is she upset? Is she never going to want to see them again? Is she gonna kick them out? Is she really-
A: “That’s such a beautiful name… Katami. I hope you know… I still love you… it doesn’t matter ti me how you choose to identify… you’re my precious Katami…•
… if they could cry, they’d be bawling. Maybe, they had been overthinking the wrong thing. They were surprised. But, not shocked at all at the same time. Over course Amy would still care for them. It was silly to think otherwise.
They tapped twice, before letting themself relax in her arms.
She hugged them tighter, they could feel the tension in their servos loosen. The front door opened, soft humming followed the sound.
Blaze: “Hello Amy.”
Blaze joined them on the couch, taking seat beside the pink hedgehog.
B: “Is something the matter?”
A: “Yeah… well-… this is Katami…”
She had Katami face Blaze, who seemed confused at first. Amy leaned in and whispered something inaudible her, and Blaze’s ears perked in understanding.
B: “Ah…”
She looked calmly at Katami before carefully taking one of their hands into her own.
B: “Are you feeling well, Katami?”
It took them a moment to digest how loved they felt. They nodded.
Neurodivergency Headcanons for Sonic Characters
Shadow is Autistic Sonic has ADHD Silver has Dyslexia and Discalculia Sticks has OCD Blaze has Dyslexia Amy has OCD Tails is Autistic and has Dyslexia Eggman has Dyspraxia Knuckles has Dysgraphia Rouge has Tourette Syndrome (She primarily has motor tics)
Maybe I'll add more characters or more detailed descriptions, idk
Reblogging this cause i need more notesss, srsly why do my lesser quality drawings have more notes
Been wanting to do a evangelion redraw for a while now! Glad i got around to doing it
Been wanting to do a evangelion redraw for a while now! Glad i got around to doing it
Snow day!!
Got some of my sonic figures and took pictures of them in the snow! More under cut
Shadaze! Always ship your favorite characters
This girl is on fire frfr
Art dump 💖
After the absurd lung-shattering laughter this caused from me I simply am unable to pass this up.
Everybody always so bold when dunking from the other parallel dimension 😔
"Redraw tumblr post" time of the year again, based on this one specifically that i found weeks ago but I needed to do something with it hfgjdh (with the original post being on tiktok). I just love canon Blaze being absolutely ass at cooking💜
So I was watching Steven universe again and my brain went "what if you combined Sonic and Steven universe" and... This happened? So basically, Silvaze is the Garnet of this universe with Silver being Ruby and Blaze being Sapphire. Nicole is the Pearl of this universe. Manic is Amethyst, Sonic is Steven and Sally is Connie(im a slut for SonAlly don't judge me). I also changed their gems, Blaze is Dragon breath opal, silver is whute opal and Nicole is Purple agate
that sonic rumble skin made me sketch this
Diamond castle au- “…whenever a new song is sung, a diamond appears on the wall”
i find it so cool that the diamond castle canonically was built with diamonds created by every song ever written, kinda implying that it simply grew from, like, a normal temple to a full on castle over the centuries since it first emerged and that’s so cool to me
but, more relevantly, the magic diamonds that Amy and Blaze find and make into necklaces were made from Sonic and Shadow’s song “Believe”, and they were knocked down from the castle after Sonic left after a big fight and slammed the doors of the castle closed so hard that they fell into the nearby river and were washed away
Blaze’s necklace was made of the lines sonic sung and Amy’s held the lines that Shadow sung
Through those necklaces they get glimpses into the past through their dreams. Seeing bits and pieces of the two muses story from the moment they locked eyes from biased perspective of whose gem they’re wearing
witnessing how, slowly over time, they went rivals/lovers/whatever they were to the bitter enemies time remembers them as
It’s 2025 why are we pitting these girlies against each other
Everybody always so bold when dunking from the other parallel dimension 😔
"Redraw tumblr post" time of the year again, based on this one specifically that i found weeks ago but I needed to do something with it hfgjdh (with the original post being on tiktok). I just love canon Blaze being absolutely ass at cooking💜