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Since one person did already, in case anyone is curious if they can: Feel free to repost your work on your own account/other sites if you’d like, now that they’ve been posted here! Just make sure to tag/credit the original character’s creator if it includes a fan character.

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All of the gifts are now in! It was great seeing a lot of new faces this year. I've been running this event for ten years now starting from when I just wanted to see if tumblr had a secret santa event for this fandom as a teenager, and seeing people's happy reactions to their gifts always makes it worth it.

Keep on running and have a happy new year, everyone!

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Secret Santa for @counterfeitubiquity! By @seagull-scribbles

You said you liked the hooligans and that Bark is your favourite, I’ve never read Archie so I hope this is alright 💜 I was thinking of how warm and big Bark is and families all squashed together in-front of the TV, and all the warmth and coziness that comes with that, along with the overheating and cramps and trying to move away from it all ahaha! Then I was thinking of all the little spats families often have this time of year, playful teasing and so forth….

This isn’t the usual colouring style I go for but less it more and it’s loose and fun and I just hope you like it’s vibes - Merry Christmas Joey

#archie sonic #submission #gift #the hooligans #bark the polar bear #bean the dynamite #Nack the weasel #counterfeitubiquity #seagull-scribbles

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All of the gifts are now in! It was great seeing a lot of new faces this year. I've been running this event for ten years now starting from when I just wanted to see if tumblr had a secret santa event for this fandom as a teenager, and seeing people's happy reactions to their gifts always makes it worth it.

Keep on running and have a happy new year, everyone!

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@autizzysonikko submitted:

Happy Holidays to @kitart15 ! I drew some Team Dark with Maria, Cream, and Vanilla, all having a nice snowy evening together! I hope you enjoy your holidays that you celebrate and I hope you enjoy the art!

#gift #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #cream the rabbit #submission #maria robotnik #vanilla the rabbit #kitart15 #e 123 omega

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@kitart15 submitted:

Hi @naivesilver ! I was your Santa for the @sonicfandomsecretsanta ! Really sorry for the small delay in finishing I wanted it to be extra special! I loved drawing the chaotix for you, I hope i captured their fun. Happy holidays and have a great day!

#submission #naivesilver #sonic the hedgehog #vector the crocodile #charmy bee #espio the chameleon #team chaotix #sonic fanart #sonic secret Santa #gift #secret santa

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@counterfeitubiquity submitted:

my piece for @eldritchgriffin!! i hope you like it!!

#belle the tinkerer #silver the hedgehog #eldritchgriffin

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@eldritchgriffin submitted:

@ukulele-mixtape Here’s your Secret Santa gift! I wanted to do something fun with the pose and rendering, though I might have gone slightly overboard with the bisexual lighting lol. It was fun figuring out how to make Tune fit my style while staying true to her design

Merry Christmas! I hope you like your present!

#gift #fan character #ukelele-mixtape

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@naivesilver submitted:

Happy holidays @kibasniper111 💞💞💞 I was your Secret Santa this year! We both love Team Chaotix, so I decided to write you a little Christmas fic about them - hope you like it! https://docs.google.com/document/d/151Us0hUnUlTtrdeHfbJGUP8bXPO1loq8oj-RogeKVmk/edit?usp=sharing

#gift #submission #team chaotix #kibasniper #kibasniper111

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@carmarriage submitted:

happy holidays @autizzysonikko! your oc looked like they deserved to get bundled up in a big scarf with his friends. hope you have a good new year!!

#autizzysonikko #rouge the bat #shadow the hedgehog #e 123 omega #fan character #gift

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Aries The Wolf!

@silence-caravan submitted:

My gift for @l-sincline! Their OC Aries The Wolf dressed as Whisper the Wolf from the IDW comics since I read she is also one of your fav characters, I hope you like it! Happy Christmas!

#l-sincline #gift #fan character #sonic the hedgehog #sonic the comic #submission #whisper the wolf #aries the wolf #OC #sonic oc #sonic original character #happi crismis

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@l-sincline submitted:

Hi @w0lp3rtinger !!! I was so excited to see your name in my inbox lol. I ended up going for a double whammy since I couldn’t help but also write something to go along with what I was thinking while I was drawing… I hope you have an amazing rest of 2023 and an even better 2024!

For one to sleep as deeply as Amy Rose did that night, you had to be up to some serious shenanigans earlier that day. And perhaps she had been. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself they were. 

Time and time again she was thrown into danger for the sake of her fellow Mobians, it was a choice she made willingly- right? And yet, sometimes she doubted herself. It would all come crashing back to her, those memories of being a young girl. To be completely honest these days she couldn’t even quite say why she’d become as enamored with Sonic as she had been, it all seemed so distant. He was handsome, sure, but there were plenty of handsome guys out there- plenty that she had fawned over through screens and pages. Perhaps it was that Sonic was tangible. While those stars strutted runways and movie sets and imaginary fantasy lands, Sonic was right in front of her. Even if he was annoyed, even if he was doing his best to disregard her, he was still there– talking to her, listening to her, responding to her. 

A younger her must’ve gotten her emotions overwhelmed to have all of that so suddenly all at once. She could only sooth her younger self and say she understood, but she could never completely stop herself from cringing when one of her friends jokingly brought up her old habits. 

And that led to today. As of late she’d felt utterly exhausted– could Eggman really never take a vacation? Early morning after early morning, going out with her friends and cleaning up his messes for hours on end. Tails said he must have some big scheme planned. She wasn’t even sure how long this had been going on for– what could Eggman possibly be scheming that would take that long? 

It was wearing on her. She felt ragged most nights, too tired to even hop in the shower after a debrief. She’d come home, throw down her bag, kick off her shoes, and plop face first into bed for a night of dreamless sleep. Then she’d get woken from that deep sleep to do it all again. Today it left her feeling particularly woozy. 

“You’re not looking great.” Shadow had commented, arms crossed over his chest.

Amy leaned tiredly on the stick of her hammer, watching Sonic and Tails argue back and forth about something. The whole room had been filled with a sort of overwhelming noise from everyone breaking into their own conversations, she hadn’t even noticed Shadow sneak up next to her. Amy sighed,

“I don’t feel so great either.” She confirmed. Shadow hummed.

“Too much fighting? Maybe you should stay back and play command desk for a day or two.” 

“It’s not just that…” She admitted awkwardly. Glancing over to the side, she saw Shadow had turned more to look at her.

“Then what?” 

She paused for a moment before speaking again, “It’s nothing. I shouldn’t have brought it up.” 

“If it’s bothering you, you should talk about it to get it off your mind.” 

She laughed, sometimes Shadow seemed to have a fair amount of wisdom when he wasn’t being stand offish. It seemed she had caught him on a good day. Finally, she sighed again.

“I’ve just been thinking about all this lately and it… I don’t know… bugs me? The way that I got into it, I mean.” She looked over and he simply nodded, as if confirming she should go on. “I mean, didn’t I start doing all this just to chase around Sonic? Do I even really want to be doing this? Or am I doing this because I’ve never known anything else? I don’t even like him anymore, but I still drag myself out of bed every morning and come here, is it all routine now or do I actually want to be here?”

Shadow simply hummed again, silent in thought. Amy turned her attention back to Sonic and Tails’ bickering. They didn’t even look tired. How? How did they do it? If they didn’t seem tired wasn’t that a clear indicator that she was the odd one out?

“You know, you once gave me a pretty profound speech on how great it is to save people and why we should do it. I don’t think you just came up with that because you wanted an excuse to chase Sonic around.” Shadow suddenly spoke. 

Amy looked over in surprise, cheeks heating.

“I didn’t think you remembered that.” 

“Pretty hard to forget.” 

They both stood silently looking at each other for a moment before Shadow held out a hand.

“Give me your phone.” He demanded.

“Why?” Amy asked, slowly pulling out her phone and handing it over.

“I’m turning off your alarms. Sleep in tomorrow. I’ll call in some extra help, we’ve got this. Take a break.” After a bit of tapping around, he handed the phone back. Amy smiled slightly,

“Thanks, Shadow.” 

And now she lay in bed, eyes closed and face shoved into the pillow, contemplating what Shadow said.

It was true, she had indeed put a fair amount of effort into convincing him to help them out all those years ago on the Arc. And he was right, she did still believe everything she had said back then. Now, she hoped that allowing her body to rest to its full potential might bring some normalcy back to her and snap her out of the funk she’d been in. 

Yet, the funk got funkier. 

In her dreams, she ran along a treacherous path, a large robotic Eggman monstrosity chased her. Unable to summon her hammer, all Amy could do was run. The trees around her twisted and turned so high into the sky that she couldn’t see their tops, they disappeared into the dusty pink overcast as their dying leaves showered down on her anyways. She fought to catch her breath as she kept running– she didn’t bother screaming, there wouldn’t be anyone else to hear her here. 

Eventually her foot caught on a gnarled root, and she tumbled to the ground. Amy groaned and lifted herself, twisting to look up at the robotic monster, she snarled and growled– hoping any sort of ferociousness might scare it away. 

No such luck. The creature raised a clawed hand high into the sky and Amy’s eyes widened, she raised an arm to cover her head and waited for the impact.

Suddenly, a flash of light.

The creature cried out in pain as it seemed to turn to dust before her very eyes. Her hero’s silhouette against the now appearing sun. She squinted and lowered her arm as he turned and leaned over her, moving to pick her up.

“Shadow?” She spoke aloud, bewildered.

“Are you hurt anywhere?” He seemed to disregard her confusion, leaning in carefully to inspect her. She blushed– hard.

“Wha- why are you in my dream?” 

“I’ll take you home. Everything will be okay now.” The dream Shadow had ignored her once again. She was lifted off the ground and into his arms. 

Amy was silent. She watched as the dream apparition of Shadow carried her stoically along the path, eyes trained in front of him. He wasn’t real, and yet he felt so unbelievably real. She could feel him breath, she could feel his grasp change as he shifted her in his arms to be more comfortable, the long fur on his chest tickled her nose. 

In the blink of an eye, he had carried her to her own bedroom. She couldn’t even remember leaving the forest. He lay her gently on the bed before climbing up and sitting with her, holding her head in his lap and brushing hands gently over her quills. As she gazed up at him, she noticed he looked peaceful.

“When you wake, I may not be there with you. But you can always find me here, if you need to.” 

Amy was confused, why was dream Shadow so cryptic? She had a million questions she wanted to ask, all of them at the tip of her tongue waiting to spill over. But against her will, sleep pooled into her mind. It weighed down her eyelids and slowed her breathing, and as the dream Shadow’s gentle caress of her quills continued, she was lulled into sleep. 

Upon waking, Amy ended up only having one question:

“What the hell was that?”

#gift #amy rose #shadow the hedgehog #submission

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@halloween-cats submitted:

Here's my gift for @seagull-scribbles! Hope you like it!

#seagull-scribbles #gift #amy rose #knuckles the echidna #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #sonic secret santa #submission

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@cas-theghostking submitted:

Happy holidays lucky! @nodulemodule

I have to say, when I went to see your characters, I loved the designs so much. Sunny and Artie are adorable so I hope you enjoy. :D

#gift #fan character #nodulemodule

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@nodulemodule submitted for: @suna1suna1

#submission #amy rose #gift #suna1suna1

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Secret Santa

@w0lp3rtinger submitted for @silence-caravan:

A cold winter sun hung low in the sky the day Amy decided to wrap her Christmas gifts. It turned the white snowflakes silver, the ribbons in her hands glinting like the tail of a comet, and all the bits and scraps across the floor…

Well, she wasn’t that much of a romantic. They were still just scraps on the floor. She’d really need to clean up after this. 

That didn’t matter though. The day was good. Thank goodness. She needed a good day. 

Once more, she had gone overboard with the gifts, as she did everything. The Secret Santa had been designed in part so that they could all avoid breaking their banks, but Amy couldn’t help it. There was something so wonderful about finding just the right gift, and well, she was lucky. She had the ability to spoil her friends, and so she would do so to the fullest. Tails had his brick kits bundled neatly, individually wrapped before being lumped together with bows and tape. Cream got a new dress and a matching bowtie for Cheese, made by Amy (with a significant amount of help from Vanilla) tucked inside of a box made to look like a chao’s head. There was also the gift for Vanilla herself, an apron to replace the old one that got scorched. Knuckles got mitten warmers and a quartz Amy found in her garden that looked like a dagger, and Rouge would receive a barrage of orthotic inserts and cute thigh-high socks. Amy had got Tails’s help to burn DVD’s of the original Dragon Ball for Omega after borrow copies from the library (to which she gave a donation). Lastly, as always, she made jars upon jars of chili for Sonic, shelf-stable and locked tight in shatter proof jars, for him to use through the year.

Amy sighed, stretching from her place on the floor before leaning back into the footboard of the couch. She let her eyes close, head falling back atop the cushion while a blind hand drifted back and forth across the carpet looking for her hot chocolate.

There was only one more gift to wrap, and it was the one she had been worried about all year. 

The dark chao-head mug sat atop her coffee table. She had bought it way before Christmas was even on her mind, had even told Shadow she had gotten it for them, but when by sheer dumb happenstance she got him again, even after Rouge was barred from drafting the Secret Santa list, well, it felt like fate. It was, by all accounts, adorable. The mug was round, perfectly shaped for a chao head, and thankfully, the lip of the mug was actually well-designed, so it wouldn’t be difficult to drink from. Its face was split into a sharp-toothed grin of mischief, on the other side of which sat the handle shaped to be the wings. Inside the mug, at the bottom, sat the little red spike ball, like a fun surprise at the end of a long sip.

It was perfect. The person she had worked with to custom-make it did a fantastic job. 

So why was she so afraid to give it to Shadow?

Amy swallowed, breathing deeply before she opened her eyes to stare at her ceiling. After a moment, she let her head loll to look out of the window, up and into an endless grey sky.

A smile crept up her face. Shadow had already told her she would be receiving a pasta maker attachment for her mixer. She knew he wouldn’t wrap it. He wouldn’t even put a bow on it. He’d just hold the box with its scribbled-out price tag quietly off to the side until he’d hand it to her, not making eye contact, not saying a word, and yet…

Amy’s brow slowly knotted itself.

And yet.

She shook her head. This was stupid. She was looking way too hard into this. They were her friend, just like everyone else was. Shadow was sweet, and kind, and it was perfectly normal for a friend to get another friend a gift. Heck, that was why this whole orchestrated gift exchange thing was set up, and they’d been doing it for years. Why did it matter now? And what did it matter at that?

But Shadow didn’t do Christmas, ever. He only did the Secret Santa when Amy begged him to, all those years ago, and he didn’t even really like the party until Amy started hosting.

Amy shut her eyes, watching as the blue sphere that took the place of the sun dance there in the darkness.

She would not look deeper into this than she needed to. That lesson had been learned with Sonic, and really, she was lucky that they were still good friends. It had taken years to get to this point and in no way, shape, or form was she about to go and mess everything up by assuming things about people, least of all Shadow.

Besides, if Shadow wanted to tell her something, he’d tell her. She knew this, didn’t she?

But then… would they?

Amy ran her nails along the inside of her palm.

Would they really be honest with her? Would they sit down and pour their heart out, say how they feel, tell her what she meant to them, if she meant anything to them?

She shook her head. That didn’t sound like something Shadow would do.

No. If she had to guess, with something like this, Shadow would probably just keep doing what they were already doing. Maybe there would be small changes, but they’d be hard to catch, because Shadow didn’t just change for anyone. It might be that they would go out of their way a bit more, but just a bit, or maybe, they’d make some small concessions to try things they normally wouldn’t, but they’d never outright say why.

Yeah, that was more like them.

Maybe that was why this whole thing about the Secret Santa sat oddly with her.

Amy opened her eyes, lips pursed. It’s not like she was dumb. When Shadow said they’d be at the Christmas party, everyone was shocked, even more so when he agreed to do the Secret Santa. It had been years since that first one and he hadn’t let up yet, not even the one year he was going to be away in Holoska. He still Chaos Controlled home just long enough to give Amy her gift.

Oh yeah, they had been Secret Santa partners that year too. Damn, how long had Rouge been allowed to be in charge of that thing? How did nobody notice sooner?

Well, then that solved that one. It wasn’t like he was going out of his way to give ‘her’ a gift; he was just making sure to fulfill the promise he made when he signed up for the gift exchange.

Why did her heart sink at that thought?

Amy blinked back the prickling of her dry eyes as she sat up and reached for her mug of hot chocolate, now cold chocolate, from the table. She sipped it as she eyed the Dark Chao mug.

It’s not like any of this mattered. It’s not as if she-

Amy paused, then, she took in a sharp breath.

“Nope!” She downed her hot chocolate before rushing to stand. “We’re not doing that! We are nooot doing that. Nope nope nope!”

She moved to the kitchen and rinsed her mug out in the sink, setting it on the drying mat before looking out the window to the city street below. It hadn’t snowed yet, not enough to stick anyway. Instead, the streets were flooded with last night’s rain, the snowflakes that hung from the telephone polls and traffic lights swaying morosely in the chilly December air.

Shadow would have something to say about it. Or rather, he’d make a face, and Amy would understand, and she’d laugh, and then they’d get those little wrinkles around the corners of their eyes, and that’s how she knew they were happy.

Amy caught herself smiling and shook her head. “Don’t do it,” she muttered. “It’s not a good idea.”

Even as she said it, she could see in her mind exactly how those little wrinkles would crease their skin. Maybe there would be this little twitch in their lip- sometimes that happened, especially if they were trying to not laugh. Maybe they’d look at her with that twinkle in their eye and-

Amy gave a growl of frustration before stomping off to her room.

Fine. Whatever, stupid brain. Two can play this game.

Her tarot cards were in the drawer of her bedside table, kept in a nest of odd beads, pretty rocks, and the crumbling remains of flowers. She snatched them, catching her knuckles on the lip above the drawer as she did so, and hissed as she slammed it shut once more. Her hands shook as she flopped onto her bed as she furiously shuffled.

“This is dumb.” she muttered, drawing the first card. “I know this is dumb.”

Staring back at her was the high priestess, reversed.

Amy shook her head. “Don’t you start too. I’m not repressing anything.”

She shuffled the cards again. The next card she pulled made her snarl. It was the Ace of Cups, also in reverse. 

“I’m not resisting anything!” She hit her pillow hard enough to pop some of the stitching. “Just give me a real answer! You’re not being fair!”

Amy took one breath, then the next. Her fingertips tingled as everything in her screamed to pull one more card, just one more.

So she did. 

It was not the Lovers. That was good, had it been, she might have died. What she found in her hand as the star, upright. It showed a person sitting on a rock looking towards the sky. Above their head shone a brilliant star against the backdrop of inky darkness.  

“Hope.” Amy said quietly, turning it as she did so that it caught the light from her window. 

She lay there for a moment, watching the silver foil of the card flash in the soft darkness of her room. Amy gathered the other cards she had pulled and made them into a neat stack without looking. She could feel their weathered edges, little fraying pieces of paper that had come away with time, and she thumbed them gently as she stared into the ceiling. 

And there, again, in her mind, against the backdrop of white paint, she swore she could see Shadow’s smile. 

Amy took a deep breath. 

The scream she gave startled the birds from their telephone wire outside. They took to the sky in a flurry, eyes wide, wings powered by a hundred furiously beating hearts. 

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