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  • chao-chachaslide
    28.07.2021 - 28 minutes ago

    "cute atmosphere" that's gay lol

    #sonic#shadow#Sonic Channel#sonadow #ok last post about them for a second #currently got a short essay thingy about Amy in the works + I'm about 10 seconds away from becoming fixated on sonjet again
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  • candycat29
    28.07.2021 - 3 hours ago
    #sth #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonadow
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  • sminny-wew
    28.07.2021 - 5 hours ago

    Hey I’m writing a Sonadow Little Mermaid AU and it’d be VERY sexy and galaxy-brained of you to give it a read. It’s got an overarching plot, ride-or-die squad goals, Sonic lore/continuity references if you’re a nerd like I am, a few surprises, and of course, a slow burn romance between these two disasters.

    [Mermobian Sonic design originally by @spiritsonic; Mermobian Tails design is mine with major help from @skelekin]

    #it's called Waves of Change #sonadow #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #little mermaid au #artsy fartsy
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  • memphis-tennessee-14
    28.07.2021 - 17 hours ago

    It's canon 💎

    #sonadow #sonic the hedgehog #sonic memes #shadow the hedgehog #infinite the jackal
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  • viacursecasting
    28.07.2021 - 20 hours ago

    Sonadow Scenario #14

    Sonic's ears perked excitedly as he heard the front door click open. He swiftly flipped the last pancake in the nonstick pan, letting it get nice and fluffy, before wiping his hands on his Chaotic In The Kitchen apron. He sprinted to the door to greet the agent, who put his briefcase aside. Shadow then set his gaze on the speedster's toothy grin.

    That smile always lifted his spirits.

    Sonic didn't even have time to utter a word as Shadow immediately wrapped his arms around the hero, burying his face in his partner's shoulder.

    Sonic blinked at the sudden embrace, hesitantly returning it. "Shadow? Is everything alright?"

    Shadow inhaled deeply to savor the hero's flowery scent before sighing tiredly. "Long day at work," he muttered.

    "It's okay," Sonic reassured the lifeform as he gently combed his fingers through those ebony quills in a way he knew relaxed him. "I made you a treat because I figured you deserved it."

    Shadow glanced toward the kitchen counter, noticing a bowl wiped clean of batter, two plates of scrambled eggs, and a ready pot of brewed coffee (decaf probably, considering how late it was). The air smelled like butter, making his mouth water. "Breakfast for dinner?"

    Sonic broke away and nodded, his emerald eyes twinkling like stars.

    Shadow gave a small chuckle in return as he took a spatula and finished plating the pancakes. "With chocolate chips?" he asked, though he knew the answer. His partner always made them just the way he liked them.

    "Extra chocolate chips," Sonic clarified, "to make them extra sweet."

    Extra sweet, Shadow thought...

    Just like you.

    #sonadow scenarios#sonadow#sth #excuse me while i go rip out this cavity i now have
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  • lightninghikaru
    28.07.2021 - 20 hours ago

    *seeing all the comments about the cliffhanger

    #Tides of Chaos #sonadow#cliffhanger #they think they are panicking now #ohhh boy this is going to get intense #spoiler #there will be more cliffhangers
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  • nina-a-pines
    28.07.2021 - 22 hours ago

    Shadow: Primrose, do you know what this is?

    Prim: A box.

    Shadow: Containing?

    Sonic: She doesn't know containing yet.

    Shadow: Well, this is how she learns new words, by us using them.

    Sonic: Or that's how we lower her self-steem, by bombarding her with confusing vocabulary.

    Prim, proudly: What's the box containing?

    Shadow, also proud, to Sonic: Told you.

    #sonadow#sonadow family #shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #prim the hedgehog #primrose the hedgehog #incorrect quotes
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  • ithiliam
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Everyone talks about how Shadow is always afraid of losing those closest to him and I wondered if Sonic ever feels that way too.

    I headcanon for my Sonic AU, Sonic shares Shadow's fear of losing people he cares for and since he's the hero of mobius, he has that expectation of saving everyone. So when the events of SA2 role around, he's devastated that he couldn't save Shadow which is what he's refering to in the pic.

    #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonadow#art#mini comic#sonic#sth
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  • junkyarcade
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Shadow and Sonic fusion!

    Kinda getting tired of seeing "shadic" or "shadonic", so I named their fusion Smoky Shakes! I might draw more of em later on~!

    #sonic #shadow the hedgehog #sonadow #sonic the hedgehog #shadow #sonic x shadow #fusion #totally not gay
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  • lightninghikaru
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Tides of Chaos

    Chapter 27: Communication

    #lets freakin GOOOOOOO #Tides of Chaos #pirate au#sonadow #it's going to get worse #im not sorry #okay im a little sorry
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  • dragon-spaghetti
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Doodles ✨ again

    #drag's art#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #amy rose#captain shadow#pirate sonic#sonadow#💖💖💖
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  • juju-5
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Am sad so I created marriage content to cheer myself up.

    I still suck at art but thanks to the ppl in my sonadow discord for hyping me up lmao this is dedicated to y’all

    Here’s another one

    #it didn’t work but eh #this took me longer than it should’ve #is this what marriage is like? I’m 17 and single so I couldn’t tell you #I tried coloring it but of course it looks like shit lol #sonadow #shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #mine
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  • sonicthsora
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago


    #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonadow#sonic#shadow#scribbles
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  • stawberryenby
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    This piece was made for this year’s Pride. My headcanon for Sonic is that he’s pan and I think Shadow is demi and gay (but that’s just my opinion). I had a lot of fun drawing this !

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  • vee-skies
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Happy Golden Bow Day to @solar-socks 💝

    Her Last of Us AU is amazing, and I absolutely adore her pirate art. I look to her art frequently for inspiration, and it always gives me so many ideas because she captures so many candid moments flawlessly. The expressions, the moments, the emotions...her art truly speaks a thousand words!

    Thank you so much for sharing your wonderful art! Your pirate art inspires me the most, so I hope you like this little pirate fic that one of your doodles has inspired.



    T | Captain Shadow/Crewmate Sonic | Pirate AU


    Sonic always thought that his Captain was poised, prim and overly disciplined. That is, until he saw that there was something on Captain Shadow's face.

    Read it on AO3 here

    Or read below for the Tumblr version


    Something was off.

    Sonic held on to his mop a little tighter as he absentmindedly chewed at his lip, eyes fixated on the man standing high up on the forecastle. Captain Shadow was there, his prim red uniform a stark contrast to the clear blue skies above, the feather on his tricorn barely disturbed by the calm sea winds. Nothing was out of place; the esteemed Captain a shining example of what an unshakable and proud leader should be.

    Or so Sonic had thought, until he squinted his eyes in the sun...and saw it.

    A small black smudge on Captain Shadow's cheek.

    Sonic moved his mop back and forth, his occupied mind formulating random possibilities as to how the smudge even got there. Was it gunpowder? Oil? Liquorice? Sonic snorted at the thought of the Captain being a messy eater.

    "Oy, Driftwood!"

    Sonic turned around and looked at his crewmate behind him. Knuckles, a red echidna, and the one responsible for showing Sonic the ropes since his rescue on the ship six months ago. He smiled at his mentor, who had given Sonic a sly smile back.

    "Mornin' Knucklehead!" Sonic said cheerfully.

    Knuckles hoisted up the ring of ropes higher up his broad shoulders with a scoff, violet eyes rolling at the moniker. "You know only the Captain can call me that?" He said, eyes flicking between Sonic's mop and said Captain above. "Speaking of; Captain says we'll be coming to port soon. Make yourself useful and help with these ropes, ya been mopping the same spot for a while now."

    Sonic looked at his mop apprehensively, brows furrowed at the realisation. He readjusted his striped head scarf as a disguise to test if his ears had gone red. "S-sure, okay."


    After a long month at sea, The Maria had docked at the port of Libertalia, the infamous bustling haven of pirates and mercenaries alike. For Sonic, this was the very first time he has visited the famed pirate town...well, that he could remember anyway.

    He took in a deep breath as he stepped onto the pier, the wooden slats steady and still on his sea-legs, and Sonic took in the bustling sights before him.

    “Driftwood, you’re coming with me,” said a low voice beside him, and Sonic looked up to see his Captain next to him, expression impassive.

    Sonic opened his mouth to speak, but his words remained unspoken as he saw the black smudge on Captain Shadow’s face. It was still there from when he first spotted it that morning.

    It was then that the Captain gave Sonic a stern look, his uncovered eye narrowed. “Well?”

    Sonic could only gulp and chose not to mention it. “A-aye aye, Captain.”

    Captain Shadow nodded, before striding ahead, silent bar the click of the expensive leather boots he wore. Sonic caught up to him easily as he weaved through the bustle of people surrounding them, his green eyes drinking in the sights and smells of this strange town. In contrast to Sonic’s erratic weaving, Shadow walked through with ease, his presence alone a deterrent to anyone in his path, and the crowd parted easily around him like oil on water. Sonic, however, did not have such a presence, and struggled as he occasionally bumped into some of the more stubborn citizens.

    Captain Shadow stopped mid gait to look over his shoulder, lips pressed into a tight line as Sonic eventually caught up. The Captain huffed as he watched his deckhand.

    “Must you be so slow?” Shadow said before he resumed his walk. “Last thing I need is for you to get lost.”

    “Sorry, Captain,” Sonic said quickly, “Just...y’know, never been surrounded by so many people. Kinda hard to- ack!”

    Sonic quickly brought his hand up to his nose as he accidentally walked into Shadow’s back, said Captain unmoving as he halted once more. “W-wuh...why’d we stop?”

    “Do you have to trail behind me?” Shadow said as he placed his hands behind his back. “You know it makes me uneasy. Come. Walk next to me.”

    “Okay,” Sonic mumbled as he stepped up beside his Captain, but Shadow gave Sonic a quick look before focusing on the path ahead.

    “Closer, Driftwood. You can fit a blue whale in the space between us.”

    Sonic could only nod as he obeyed, and Sonic made a pointed effort to look everywhere aside from Shadow as he felt the tips of his ears heat up again. There was silence as they walked, their hurried footsteps drowned by the noise of vendors selling wares and the ninnies of passing horse carts. Sonic dared to sneak a glance at his Captain, who continued staring ahead, before Sonic ducked his head down as he watched his own boots tread the dirt road.

    “So…” Sonic cleared his throat as scrambled for something to say in order to break the silence. “Why’d you need me out here? You want me to give you some fashion advice on a new hat or?”

    Shadow seemed impassive, but Sonic spotted the slight lift on the corner of the Captain’s lips. “Are you insinuating that there’s something wrong with the one I have now?”

    “N-no, not at all. It, uh, it looks good!”

    “Hm,” Shadow hummed, then nodded his head towards an alleyway. “We’re going left here. And to answer your question, I need to have your arm measured.”

    “My arm? Measure it for what?”

    Shadow shrugged. “For the new hook you’re going to have.”

    Sonic faltered in his step before recovering with a forced cough. “Say what, now?”

    Shadow’s lips tilted up momentarily, but when he made eye-contact with Sonic he laughed in earnest, his smile wide enough for small fangs to peek through. “I’m only jesting, Driftwood. I need measurements of your sword arm. You need a cutlass of your own, unless you plan to fight off any foes with a wet broom.”

    “Oh.” But upon his recovery of his momentary stupor, Sonic flashed Shadow a grin of his own. “Didn’t know you have a sense of humour, Captain.”

    Another chuckle, but Shadow returned to his usual demeanour as he gestured to the blacksmith they were approaching. “There’s many things you don’t know about me,” he paused to open the door and stepped aside at the entrance. “After you.”


    After an hour inside the blacksmith, the two pirates emerged back into the main streets of Libertalia, Captain Shadow’s pockets a little lighter and Sonic’s leather belt a little heavier from the new cutlass that hung there. Sonic looked down at the sword fondly, admiring the craftsmanship and the engravings on the metal hilt.

    “So, where to next, Captain?” Sonic said, his voice and steps lighter than they were before.

    Shadow, however, remained unchanged. “Back to the ship.”

    “Really? But we just got here?”

    “There’s still the rest of the deck for you to swab,” Shadow smirked as he looked back at Sonic. “Don’t think I didn’t notice. You were mopping the same spot for the whole morning.”

    Sonic’s footsteps felt heavier. “Right.”

    Silence took over once more as they started to walk back to the port. Though, after walking for a few minutes, Shadow cleared his throat.

    “Driftwood,” Shadow began, his speech slower than usual. Thoughtful. Careful. “Is there something on your mind? Anything you care to tell me?”

    Sonic shook his head. “No,” he said. “I think…”

    Shadow only nodded at the response, but his brows lowered as he pressed his lips back into a straight line. “Are you sure?”

    Sonic nodded too, unsure of what to say. He couldn’t exactly admit that he was staring at the Captain for practically the whole morning, a thought that made the deckhand internally cringe. Why was he staring? He looked up at Shadow, his eyes resting on the Captain’s cheek. Right, the smudge.

    “Uh...Captain?” Sonic could feel the slight blush form on the tips of his ears again as Shadow looked back at him expectantly. “Can I...uh, can I just say something real quick?”

    “Of course. What’s on your mind?”

    “Oh, nothing’s on my mind, it’s just…” Sonic pointed at his own cheek. “It’s just that there’s, um…”

    But instead of Shadow reaching up and touching his own cheek, he reached out and placed the back of his hand on Sonic’s face. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner that you’re getting sick? You’re burning up.”

    Sonic balked and ducked away from Shadow’s touch, face involuntarily growing redder with each passing moment. “S-sick? No! Oh no, Chaos no. Hoo boy, it’s just really hot out here, don’t’cha think? Phew!” Sonic frantically fanned himself with his hand to punctuate his point. “Wow, so hot!”

    Shadow, however, remained deadpan as he crossed his arms. “Driftwood, what’s the matter?”

    At loss of how to word it, Sonic wracked his brain for a way to overcome the awkward situation he was landed into, but his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth and Sonic - quite frankly - just did not know what to say.

    “By the tides…” Sonic groaned, but he mustered up whatever resolve he had left and stepped up to his Captain once more. Shadow stayed still, which both relieved and terrified the blue deckhand, but Sonic shook away the nerves and lifted up his own hand.

    He tried to mentally will the jittery feeling away, but Sonic bit the inside of his cheek in an effort to distract himself; and he slowly reached up and shakily rubbed away the dark smudge on Shadow’s cheek with his gloved thumb.

    Shadow stiffened from the sudden touch, his eye wide and trained on Sonic’s own averted gaze, before Sonic quickly stepped back. “There was something on your face,” Sonic said as he showed the black mark that was now transferred to his glove. “See?”

    Shadow slowly nodded as he quietly stared at Sonic’s glove, ruby eyes intense from...Sonic didn’t know. He always believed that the Captain was unreadable at times, but this time it was even more so.


    “Must be soot from the blacksmith’s,” Shadow cut in as he hastily rubbed at his cheek, checking his hand to make sure it was truly wiped away. Shoulders and back still stiff, Sonic couldn’t help but smile at the display.

    He had never seen the Captain so discomposed.

    “Actually,” Sonic interjected, his confidence returning as he began to walk ahead. “You had that on your face since this morning.”

    It was Shadow’s turn to catch up, but the taller Captain easily strode up to Sonic. “This morning? And you didn’t think to tell me?”

    “Nah.” Sonic said easily, revelling in the new situation they were in. “Made a bet with the other crewmates, see how long before you noticed.”

    A grumble resounded from the unmovable and impenetrable Shadow, and though the words were unheard Sonic knew that he was cursing the crew’s choice of hobbies. But then Shadow quickly tapped Sonic on the shoulder, prompting them to stop.

    “That reminds me, I need to make a quick visit to another shop,” Shadow said as he took the lead in the opposite direction. “Hurry up, Driftwood.”

    Light on his feet, Sonic followed, but something else felt even lighter as he walked beside his Captain.

    His stomach.

    “Is that your stomach growling?” Shadow asked as he looked back at Sonic, who only shrinked sheepishly from the involuntary sound. “Did you not eat breakfast this morning?”

    Sonic shrugged. He honestly forgot to eat, too wrapped up in his own thoughts to do so, and Shadow rolled his eye with a sigh, his path detouring once more as they veered into an entirely different direction.

    Avoiding yet more obstacles, they eventually made their way to a small wooden building, tucked away amongst the other crowded shacks - easily missed if one was not actively looking for it, but the wooden sign above the door indicated that it was a tavern of sorts. Sonic leaned over to peer inside, seeing that it was relatively empty considering how busy the town was, but Shadow took his hand and placed some silver coins in his palm.

    “Honestly, Driftwood. You’re wracking up quite the debt,” he sighed, though there was no malice in his voice. “Order something hearty for the both of us and wait inside. I will return shortly.”

    Gloved fingers closed around the coins, and when Sonic was about to ask if Shadow had a preference for lunch, the Captain was gone.


    Sonic sat idly by as he stared out of the tavern window, bored fingers drummed impatiently on the wooden table as he waited for either food or the Captain. He didn’t know how much time had passed, but enough of it had ticked by for him to inspect his new cutlass three times over.

    A lovely breeze blew from the open window, and Sonic looked back outside to see the unmistakable red feathered tricorn amongst the crowd. Shadow had returned, and he quickly made his way to Sonic’s table with a small huff. The barman came over at Shadow’s entrance and wordlessly placed a tankard of ale for him on the table, which Shadow nodded curtly in thanks.

    “Took ya long enough,” Sonic said as he watched Shadow settle. “What’cha get, anyways?”

    “Charcoal,” Shadow said simply as he took off his tricorn.

    “Charcoal? What for?”

    “You ask a lot of questions, Driftwood.” Shadow nodded once more at the barman, who knowingly returned the gesture and disappeared into the kitchens. “What did you order?”

    Sonic casually leaned back on his chair, his hand patting his stomach as he yawned contently. “Oh, doesn’t matter. I already ate both mine and your meal since you took so long.”

    Once again, Shadow gave a small snort with a shake of his head. “Don’t give me that drivel, I was only gone for thirty minutes at most. What did you order?”

    “Stew and bread, went with the safe bet since I didn’t know what you liked.” Sonic leaned his elbows on the table as he regarded his Captain with a quirked brow. “So what’s the charcoal for?”

    Another huff, though it was more of resignation, and Shadow pressed a palm to his forehead at the question. There was a small pause as he sat deep in thought at the request, but Shadow then sat up straighter in his chair as he reached into the inside pocket of his red jacket. Slowly, a small leather journal emerged, the corners slightly worn, spine thoroughly creased from constant use. Shadow opened the journal, angled carefully so that Sonic couldn’t see its contents as Shadow carefully browsed through the pages.

    He settled on one, and then placed the open journal on the table.

    Across the page were a series of charcoal sketches; etched onto the paper with a thoughtful hand as it depicted landscapes and landmarks. It was beautiful, the fluid lines evidence of the apparent skill and practice of the artist who created them.

    “That’s...wow,” Sonic breathed in reverence, unable to take his eyes away. “Did you draw that?”


    Sonic looked up at Shadow with hope. “Can I see more of ‘em?”

    Shadow lifted the journal like before, slowly flicking through the pages, and Sonic had to stop himself from rising in his seat in order to peer over the table. Another page chosen, and then laid flat to reveal more sketches, but this time of seagulls. Some were in flight, some were preening their feathers, and some were squabbling with each other over a stray piece of bread. Frozen in time, captured in the moment, yet alive and in motion.

    “They’re...they’re beautiful, Captain.”

    Shadow smiled, a small one but...enough. “Thank you-”

    Another breeze blew through the window, turning the pages with wild abandon before the leaves that settled laid themselves bare for both to see. It was only for a brief moment. Perhaps a second at most before Shadow quickly slammed the journal shut and clumsily stuffed it back into the recesses of his jacket.

    One second in any other situation would have been too short, but for someone of quick mind like Sonic, it was more than enough to see the two sketches within.

    Just like the others before, fluid lines flowed like water across the page and formed a perfect copy of Sonic. One of him dancing amongst his crewmates with glee, mop brandished in the air, eye’s sparkling with mirth as he gallivanted to what would have been a lively shanty.

    And the other was of a quieter moment, of Sonic tucked away in the far corner of the lower deck, oil lamp nearby as he read the book in his hands with utmost calm. A book he recognized instantly as his most prized possession; The Entire Works of William Blake. Underneath each sketch, in semi-neat script, were the two opening lines of the very first poem he read from that book.

    To see a world in a grain of sand.

    And a heaven in a wildflower.

    “To hold infinity in the palm of your hand…” Sonic found himself muttering on instinct, to which Shadow looked back at Sonic with a mixture of intrigue and apprehension.

    “An eternity in an hour,” Shadow finished, his voice so quiet it was barely heard, but Sonic knew the line. Recited each word over and over in a voice that belonged to-

    Two bowls of stew were plonked loudly on the table, followed by a plate of corn-bread, and the barman nodded once more before walking away. The moment broken, Sonic loudly cleared his throat as he rolled his sleeves with more force than needed.

    “Oh boy, am I hungry!” He said with strained mirth, and he tucked into his food without delay.

    Shadow lifted his tankard and gulped down half of its contents hurriedly before nearly slamming it back down. “Yes,” he said, the least contributable thing stated from the usually eloquent Captain, before he started on his own meal.

    They sat and ate in complete silence.

    And it was silent on their walk back to the ship.

    They didn’t speak to each other for the rest of the day either.


    The Maria was back out at sea the next day, and Sonic was busily going about his usual duties in the morning.

    Swabbing the deck, as per.

    But Sonic, with his head a whirlwind of thoughts and his body matching the speed of which his mind raced, he finished his chores much earlier than usual. Mop and bucket in hand, he ambled up to the forecastle of the ship and decided to stretch his aching muscles as he watched the gulls circle the billowing sails. Behind him he heard the familiar click of heavy boots, unique in tone as there was only one person on this ship who owned such an expensive pair, and Sonic had an idea.

    He hated how the day ended yesterday, how the usual casual air between him and his Captain became unbearably tense, and so he decided on a plan to ease that tension. Clear out the air. Return back to the playful dynamic they had before.

    Sonic had no idea what he was doing, but he did it anyway. One foot planted firmly on the floor, the other stretched absurdly behind him and an arm reached out in the air with a half-baked flourish; Sonic supposed that he resembled a drunk ballerina. The image of a stumbling ballerina amused him and he couldn’t help but chortle at the thought.

    “What the devil are you doing?” Captain Shadow’s voice boomed from the stairwell, and Sonic gave him a sideward glance.

    “Mornin’ Captain!”

    Captain Shadow’s eye narrowed as he reached the top of the stairs, the map in his hands held tightly to prevent it from being blown away in the wind. “Driftwood, don’t make me repeat myself.”

    “C’mon, Captain,” Sonic said as he pushed his leg and arm a little further. “I’m only stretching.”

    There was a beat of silence before Shadow spoke again.

    “You look ridiculous.”

    It was hard to keep this position, Sonic’s limbs already shaking as he struggled to stretch even further. “I believe, Captain, the correct word you’re looking for is magnificent and graceful.”


    “Ooh, here’s a good one. How about majestic- ack!”

    Balance lost, Sonic stumbled, the floorboards rapidly approaching his face and...the impact never came. Instead a strong grip on his arm prevented the fall, and Sonic looked up at the hand’s owner.

    Captain Shadow towered over him. An intimidating sight, but Sonic spotted the remnants of a smile on Shadow’s face.

    “Ridiculous,” Shadow repeated as he helped Sonic stand back up - on both feet firmly planted on the floor - before he looked at the deckhand with confusion and concern. “Why are you...stretching? Like that, I mean.”

    Sonic wiggled his eyebrows as he dusted himself off. “I dunno, Captain. Maybe to give you something more interesting to draw?”

    Sonic never thought he would see the day where he would witness the revered and feared Captain Shadow blush. Nothing to the same extent as Sonic did, of which he was astutely aware whenever it reached his ears, but Shadow’s was more a light dusting of pink than anything too obvious. But to Sonic, it was enough.

    But then, Shadow laughed. A small one, but it dispelled his previously grumpier disposition, and Sonic could only laugh along with him.

    “I’ll bear that in mind,” Shadow said before making his way to the helm. “Now, since you have finished your duties so early, you can make use of your free time by practicing with that new cutlass. Ask Knucklehead to help you.”

    “Aye aye, Captain,” Sonic said with a small salute. “Knucklehead won’t know what’s comin’!”

    Captain Shadow gave the deckhand a pointed look. “Only I can call him that. Now hurry up.”

    “Aye, Cap’n.” Sonic said hurriedly before he dashed off the forecastle towards the lower decks, but he heard Shadow mutter something else behind him.


    Sneaking a quick glance, Sonic saw Shadow take the helm, a fond smile lit by the morning sun. Sonic couldn’t help but smile along with him as he ran off.

    “Yeah,” Sonic agreed in a hushed whisper, though to what? He wasn’t so sure if he wanted to admit it out loud. “Ridiculous.”

    Perhaps Shadow had chosen the right word after all.

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  • kibonnm
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    shadow was waiting for this

    #sonic#shadow#sonadow#my art #its funny actually #im not sorry for this cringe #lmao its the dog’s meme
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  • heirorage
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Drawings from my insta story

    #heirs art #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #Shaoni#sonadow
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  • vee-skies
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Happy Golden Bow Day to @teamxdark 💝

    Thank you for writing the gorgeous story, Tales of Avalon. I adore your version of Arthurlot, and the story you have created was mesmerising and full of so many emotions. This art is based on one particular scene which has been living rent free in my mind. Thank you for sharing your wonderful works!

    #golden bow day #golden bow event #arthurlot#lansoni#sonadow#fic rec#my art#sonic#shadow#satbk #satbk sir lancelot #satbk king arthur #💝#fanart#fic art
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  • katy-sleeping
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    Sonadow Incorrect Quotes #3

    Blaze: Why are your tongues purple?
Sonic: We had slushies. I had a blue one.
Shadow: I had a red one.
Blaze: oh
Blaze: OH
Amy: You drank each other's slushies?

    #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #fan shipping#amy rose#incorrect quotes#incorrect quotations #blaze the cat #sonic incorrect quotes #sonadow
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  • ritesofspring
    27.07.2021 - 1 day ago

    my god these hedgehogs gay! good for them, good for them

    (i haven't drawn hedgehogs in a while but here they are roller skating)

    (yes i based sonics outfit off of my google search of "80s mens clothes neon" and shadows of of "80s mens clothes punk".)

    (this is done just in pen. the black is just some ballpoint pen that was on my floor and the coloring is gel pen)

    #shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #sonadow #sonic x shadow #sonic fanart#my art #them bitches gay
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