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fluideli123 · 7 days

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Sonadow Fic Rec

Okay, before you jump down to the masterpieces listed below, I just wanted to state this:

These authors have given this phenomenal content for free, baked with time and effort. I have never once ignored this, hence why I try and comment on each and every one of these fics. However, my energy and ability to be verbose differs day to day. Some of these fics I have not given proper comments for, despite this, I will be on it the moment I can be. In the time being, (once I am able to find my comments on each of these fics) I will be sharing my adoration for them further in other posts (and most likely link back to this one).

With that being said, please, PLEASE take your time to check each of these fics out. If they're not your cup of tea? Valid! But hands down I have never dedicated myself to making a fic rec like this until now. But I MUST share and spread these works, they are much too dear to me not to, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart.

(All fics are listed by order saved in my bookmarks, not in the order read)

tangled threads and bite-marked shoulders by @rubyiiiusions

Words: 32,287 | Series | Complete

Shadow hissed in pain. The laser had just grazed him, but it still stung, and he instinctively gripped the wound it left on his arm. “You dare-” He stopped. The laser hadn’t hit him. In fact, it had struck Sonic, right on his lower left arm. So why did his forearm feel like it just got shot? He whipped around, fear climbing up his throat, and he suddenly became hyper-aware of something new. It was like a sixth sense, feeling the confusion that emitted from Sonic’s fur in waves as if it was his own. “What did you do?!” Shadow snarled. or, eggman accidentally soulbinds shadow and sonic, and no one has any idea how to undo it.

Sleepwalking by Tirainy

Words: 22,117 | Complete

'There is a strong arm curled around his torso, the appendage keeping him close to its owner, whose warm breath is ghosting over the back of his neck. Sonic is sure he went to bed alone the previous night, but he isn't worried about the intruder. After all, this isn't the first time this has happened…'

Secret Admirer by @trenchcoat-gecko

Words: 24,313 | Complete

Sonic understood well what it meant to be loved. He was a world-famous hero, after all; his presence never went unnoticed. For the most part, he lavished in that attention, he soaked it in and encouraged it. But not romantic attention. So, when the blue blur found himself falling in love? Well, the prospect was rather daunting, no matter how easy Amy had made it out to be. So maybe, just maybe, he should just take the easy way out...

Rose Drops Series by @magicstormfrostfire

Words: 122,489 | Series | Complete

Love, Intuition, and a little bit of magic ensues as Amy sends Sonic and Shadow on an unforgettable adventure.

Wolfboy by @trenchcoat-gecko

Words: 73,856 | Complete

World-famous monster hunter Shadow the Hedgehog has a job to do. It doesn't take long for the one-shot wonder to realize that this job won't be as simple as he'd expected: a small town, rumors of a lone werewolf, and a handsome, green-eyed, chronically-injured casanova who manages to worm his way into Shadow's heart... What starts off as a simple job turns out to be something much more life-changing.

Blizzard Bedfellows by @magicstormfrostfire

Words: 21,294 | Complete

When a rare blizzard takes over the island, Sonic is on the run to make sure a certain angry loner is safe and sound. Y-you know, because...uh that's what heroes do.

We never met but can we have a cup of coffee or something? by @whitejungle

Words: 3,630 | Complete

It's been almost two months since Sonic lost someone he didn't even know, but he can't stop thinking about it.

Clean Slate by nottheweirdest

Words: 155,880 | Complete | Note: Squeal pending and I am cheering you on author!! Whatever you decide I am excited to support you!!

Shadow has lost himself before. He knows what it's like to straddle the line between reality and false memories, but this time, it’s Sonic whose memory has vanished. A premeditated set of circumstances and an accidental injury leave Sonic with no memory of who he is, his life, or more importantly, his painful history with Shadow. It’s up to Shadow to remind the hero who he is in the midst of a global outbreak. It’s a chance for redemption. It’s a chance to right the wrongs of the past. It’s a clean slate.

say i reckon (i love you, for a millisecond) by @redamancering

Words: 30,205 | Complete

There’s a hand on his shoulder, barely making contact. A red gauntlet glows around the wrist. Sonic blinks, the pain having evaporated so fast he feels almost weightless. “Shadow?” Shadow’s breathing heavily. “Problem.” The retrieval of the ancient tech Shadow (and Sonic, in tow) has been sent to uncover takes a turn for the worst. In this case, the “worst” means… becoming physically and inextricably linked to each other. For the foreseeable future. OR: Metaphysical handcuffs, and general gay buffoonery.

Judge my sins, not my feelings by yellothebeeloved

Words: 228,479 | Complete | Note: Possible one-shots pending from the author for the series, I am here to support you author!! What ever you decide I'm here for it!

Maybe he's not meant to touch. It's the newest excuse he thought of in hopes that he could prolong the game a little more; a careful ruse to enjoy the bittersweet torture of seeing the days pass them by, while he pretends he doesn't seek azure blue whenever he's restless. At first, all he wanted to do was watch: but now the desire to touch, to have, to affect is at a point where he's not sure whether reaching for Sonic would truly be fruitless. He wonders that especially when Sonic's eyes light up upon seeing him. When he corners Shadow, when he invades his space and he touches and takes and then excuses it by calling it a fight. Shadow truly wonders then: if only he was brave enough to reach out, what would his grip find? Loose stars or a battle-worn body? Standing up, he glances at Sonic again, whose eyes have now met his own. There's something heavy in the eye contact, something Shadow doesn't dare name. Neither of them say anything, and yet Sonic's eyes move away from him again, like they did. Shadow warps away, hiding from the stars once more.

Child of Prophecy by @trenchcoat-gecko

Words: 139,321 | Completed

On the night the Mobius Castle was ransacked, the Queen received a prophecy. “One of three will not cry; send him down the river, for you can only save your kingdom if he does not grow up royal.”

Coming Home by nottheweirdest

Words: 55,740 | Completed

Shadow's life has been full of mistakes, some worse than others, but admitting his unrequited feelings to Sonic tops the list. He's spent the better part of a decade ruminating on his regret and hiding from feelings he couldn't bear to face. He never thought he'd see Sonic again, and he told himself that was for the best. Until now. At the bequest of his former rival, and in an attempt to finally get closure, Shadow has returned to Central City. The reason? Sonic the Hedgehog is marrying Amy Rose. And Shadow is invited.

#I hope you all understand how many of these I have been in call reading to my friends #How many I have tried to draw shadow and sonic for #how many of them inspire my own writing #How I have dreamed about these fics so often I wouldn't be suprised if it rivaled my time fighting sleep to finish them in mere days #Also the AMOUNT of times I've wanted to pull out my microphone and read them aloud #Even though I would be absolutely horrible at reading them like audio books but you know what? fuck it #For these fics I would read them aloud the best I can #GOD JUST #I cant imagine a world where I never read these and its scary to think if they were never shared #Mostly because they actually genuinely impacted me in meaningful ways #I've cried real tears and felt such genuine emotion that I've been changed #Even if it's int he smallest bit #But it happened ya know?#Just- god I love you fic authors sm #Your work is never lost not to me #fox speaks #sonadow #fic #fic rec #fanfiction #writing #fanfic #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonic x shadow #sonic fanfiction #sonic underground #sonic universe #sonic prime

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lost-tardis-room · 7 months

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Crowley reads books (a fanfiction)

summary - Crowley has been reading books for years, but Aziraphale has only just noticed. under 2000 words, nothing too angsty.

this is the first fic i've ever written and if you want to ask me anything about it please do i'll be delighted to answer you questions :D

Crowley was draped across the couch as usual, both legs over the armrest and one arm dangling off the side. The warm evening light was still glowing gently through the window, the last beams of summer sun illuminating the dust in the air. The bookshop was peaceful, still and reddish-warm. Aziraphale was in the storeroom trying to find a particular book he’d just remembered about, and it was late enough that no one was even going to bother checking if they were open–no one was going to interrupt. It was a warm evening, and the window was open a little. There was distant street noise, the eternal hum of Soho, and vague chatter from the restaurant, but everything was soft and muffled.

These last few years the bookshop had become haven-like for them both, for Crowley especially–a place he could hide away, not have to worry so much about anything outside. Not have to hide himself under dark glasses and swagger. Especially since the lockdowns, he’d spent increasing amounts of time there–sure, he’d miracled the Bentley bigger on the inside, but he got bored (and lonely, they both did, though he could scarcely admit it to himself) and so when he simply showed up at the bookshop, it only took him a few minutes of convincing before he got Aziraphale to let him in (he did wonder, though, if Aziraphale had been waiting for him–hoping he would come? It had hardly been a convincing and more Aziraphale agreeing ‘well, now that no-one’s looking’). And after that–well, he went back to the Bentley to sleep, to spare himself the experience of Aziraphale offering that he could stay the night, but he did spend most of his days there. And he parked the car two minutes away. Just in case.

Crowley turned a page of the book he was reading. He’d found it on a shelf a few days ago, buried in Aziraphale’s somewhat baffling filing system. Crowley could usually find things in the shop, but every time he thought he had it he’d find a book in the randomest spot and have to reconsider that opinion.

Aziraphale bustled down the staircase holding a dusty blue volume, looking rather pleased but with a hint of the manic glint in his eye he’d get when he was in the middle of some research project.

‘Found it, excellent, there’s a few pages near the end of this one and then I just have to find the–’ He glanced at Crowley and then looked back, fully staring.

‘Are you– are you reading a book?’ the angel sounded genuinely astounded.

‘Mhhmnh, yeah, I started it the other day’ said Crowley, leaning the book down on his chest for a moment. ‘It’s quite good, it’s about this guy who–’

‘Reading, Crowley? Really?’ Aziraphale said in shock.

‘What, I thought you liked reading?’ Crowley replied, not sure if he was supposed to sound confused or jokey.

‘Well yes obviously I like– but that’s not the point! I didn’t know you read!’

‘Well, nhm, you never asked,’ he replied, trying to keep a nonchalant tone at the angel’s fluster.

‘I didn’t think I needed to ask, I thought I would know something like this. Reading, really, and you never told me,’ Aziraphale said, gesturing at the book Crowley was holding, then looked off to the side a little.

Crowley sat up a bit, suddenly more serious, swinging his legs over the couch and putting the book down. He leaned forward, moving more into the last light from the window, the rich orange glow of the (battery powered) candles on the wall.

‘Oh no no nonono angel, don’t get upset, I just didn’t think you’d– I thought you’d– oh no–’

Crowley mentally whacked himself in the forehead–Aziraphale was obviously unsure about this, standing there looking somewhat perturbed, a little irritated maybe, in his sweet round cherub face. Crowley always got a little panicky when Aziraphale got upset. Kids he could deal with fine, with Aziraphale it always felt personal.

‘I thought you liked movies. You always used to want me to come to the movies with you.’

Now he sounded… confused? Hurt? Crowley had tried to take him to the movies, loads of times, but Aziraphale always got fidgety halfway through. Even when those clever humans had worked out talking films, Aziraphale had just never quite caught on. He was still stuck in the early 1900s, for the most part. And the tension of sitting in a dark room for an hour and a half might prove… too tempting.

‘I do! I do like movies! I just– also like books. Look I know it’s your thing, I’m not trying to encroach on your thing, I just– sorry, I should have told you.’ He said, suddenly feeling awful.

‘Oh no, that’s not what I was worried about at all, it’s just that–two hundred years we’ve had this bookshop and I didn’t know you liked to read?’ said Aziraphale with exasperation, and still a little hurt.

Crowley felt himself blushing and suddenly felt exposed without his glasses and jacket. He pushed his sleeves back up where they’d slipped back down his arms. He could feel Aziraphale watching him.

‘I guess I thought you’d– ernhnhn it doesn’t matter I’ll put it back,’ he said, embarrassed, standing up from the couch.

‘You thought I’d what?’ asked Aziraphale gently.

‘I thought you’d laugh at me. Y’know. For reading. I know it’s not really–it doesn’t seem like my kind of thing. Forget it angel, I’ll put it back.’

‘Oh Crowley. Why would I laugh at you? I have a whole shop full of these things, do you really think I’d laugh at you for reading one? It’s–it’s quite nice actually. To know they’re being read. Considering I don’t sell very many.’

And he sounded so sweet just then. Crowley glanced at him, but barely needed to, he knew the face he’d be making–the same look of beaming adoration he always got whenever Crowley did something rather-less-than-demonic.

‘Oh,’ said Crowley. He felt the angel take a step closer, put his own book down on the desk.

‘You were going to tell me about your book?’ Aziraphale asked. Crowley felt his heart melt a little and gripped the edge of the desk, leaning on it to stop himself throwing his arms around him.

‘Yeah, alright angel,’ he grinned, still blushing a little. ‘It’s about this guy called Zachary and he finds himself written in a book he finds in a library, and he goes and find a girl at a party who knows something about and and then he meets this guy who stole his book, and the girl sends him to this underground library place where everything is like a dream, it’s pretty cool–’

Aziraphale had put a hand on his arm. Was still looking at him with his eyes of stars. Was still smiling up at him with all the love he had for the demon who had found enjoyment in his favourite thing from earth. Crowley relaxed his hand on the desk but was still fighting the voice in his head screaming why don’t you just touch him you idiot?. He put his hands in his pockets, breaking off Aziraphale’s touch. Fine then, avoid it again, won’t make you feel any better, said the voice in his head.

‘Ngk, okay, I don’t want to spoil it for you.’ he said, in what he hoped was a chill tone of voice. He didn’t think it was. He was shaking slightly from the combined shock of having upset Aziraphale and then having him touch him, and look at him like that in the space of a few minutes. He slung himself back over the couch and picked the book back up again, trying to hide behind it a little, though he could no longer focus on the words on the page.

‘Oh of course, that does sound quite interesting, I’ll have to read it later,’ Aziraphale beamed. He turned to walk away.

‘Oh, just one thing, Crowley?’

‘Mhm, angel?’ he replied, still nervous.

‘Try not to leave books face down, they are all first editions. There are bookmarks on my desk just there, you can use one of those.’

‘Of course, angel,’ said Crowley.

He watched as Aziraphale disappeared around a shelf, peering over the top of his book. He laughed a little, hidden behind the pages, grinning like an idiot that Aziraphale, lovely little dumbass that he was, would look at him like that just for reading a book.

#anyways so yeah the brainrot was certaintly rotting #i just keep thinking about how book!crowley reads a novel in his flat at one point #and i dunno there were Things i wanted to Say #and i just love them so much #like an ridiculous amounts #anyways ask me questions about my story *shaking you slightly by the shoulders* :D #anyways #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #crowley #aziraphale #aziracrow #good omens fanfiction #air conditioning #(why not)#good omens

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ghostly-cabbage · 3 months

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I have officially edited and updated my DP fic recommendation document

I've so far only used it for friends but now I'm wondering if any of you guys would be interested...

#lots of people make rec lists and i sorta feel like i have a lot of the same ones that everyone always does #but also that could just be the curse of knowledge where im like “yeah ofc everyone knows about X Fic!!!”#when in fact maybe they do not :wheeze:#anyway. just wanna gauge if anyone would want it #idk how often ill update the list #i have a shit ton of DP fics on my To Read/Bookmarks and if i haven't read at leaat enough to make a judgment #i dont put it on the rec list #I've been mostly focused on working on getting through my unread book collection at home rather than fics atm BUT #the list is both a way for me to keep track of my fave fics and also when friends outside the phandom wanted a rec i could ask what #flavor of thing they wanna read and then pick something or send them the doc so they could pick #Everytime I work on the list I start thinking so hard about fics I read years ago or on FFnet and I can't remember the names #Or more than a few scenes....#Rip the real ones from back in the day #I'll at some point be making a new pinned post and so if people do want this I'll post it and then link it in my pinned post #so it's easy to find #danny phantom fanfiction #Danny Phantom fanfic recs

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ayo-galitzine · 10 months

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thinking of writing a (kinda sorta) the summer i turned pretty wilmon au

simon and sara and linda are close family friends with wille and erik and kristina and ludvig, and have spent every summer for as long as simon can remember at their beach house, in some cute quaint little town by the ocean. kristina and ludvig are like second parents to simon and erik is like the big brother simon never had. but wille...wille is a year old than simon, and they've been thick as thieves since they were small. simon's had a crush on wille since absolutely forever, and there's been hints over the years that wille likes him, too (he gave simon his cross necklace, once, and it was oddly sweet). except, up until now it's all been childlike and innocent and nothing but a regular friendship between them. but this summer-

this summer, simon has just turned 17, and he's out to all his family and friends, and rosh and ayub (his friends from home) keep telling simon how good he looks, and simon starts to think that maybe this is the summer he and wille will finally admit their feelings for each other and actually do something about it.

simon's ready, ready to fall in love and have the best summer of his life, but when they arrive at kristina and ludvig's beach house, wille is different- he's sullen and withdrawn and so moody, not goofy and fun like simon remembers from years past, and simon is totally heartbroken: he feels like wille barely wants to be his friend anymore, much less anything else, and he doesn't understand why

(it turns out erik is sick and he and kristina and ludvig are hiding the news from everyone else, including wille, so they can have one last perfect summer, but wille found out anyways and doesn't know how to deal with the idea of potentially losing his brother and also that his whole family is keeping something so huge from him)

meanwhile, kristina is trying to convince simon to take part in the beautillion ball, the male equivalent of the debs ("it's very progressive now," kristina tells him. "they don't care if you're straight or gay or whatever kids are calling it these days") and she's offers to pay for the whole thing. simon thinks it's a totally antiquated tradition and it will just be him and a bunch of rich kids, so he isn't interested, but erik convinces him- he did it when he was younger and it wasn't that bad (plus erik secretly wants wille to offer to escort simon to the ball because he knows it will make wille happy, and erik wants to see his brother fall in love, because he might not be around for another summer) so simon agrees to it

except- simon has no idea how to even talk to wille anymore, so he hesitates to ask wille to the ball, and wille is also scared to bring up the idea of being simon's escort (he and simon are best friends, or at least, they were, and if wille might lose erik, he can't share his true feelings for simon and risk losing him, too)

so, simon grows more and more distant from wille. he ends up going on a bunch of dates with another boy who is in town for the summer named marcus, who simon guesses is nice enough and can relate to everything simon has been going through with micke (he and linda divorced last summer), and simon thinks about asking marcus to escort him to the ball, but he can't stop thinking about wille and doesn't think it's fair to marcus to ask, and he debates breaking the whole thing off

meanwhile, wille is...not doing great. he's stressed and overwhelmed about erik being sick, and he's sad that simon might be falling in love with someone else, and he wants to take simon to the ball and show him off in front of everyone, but- he can't. so he starts drinking and smoking more and taking pills that august deals him during the late-night beach bonfires, and he isn't himself at all, until he finally blows up one night. he tries to fight marcus or do something really dumb that forces simon to call erik and beg for help and it all comes out that wille knows erik is sick and dying and why wouldn't he tell wille

and now simon understands why wille's been acting that way he has, but wille is still having trouble opening up, until he starts giving sailing lessons to boris, this old man who has lived in the town forever, and boris gives him sage life advice and wille realizes he needs to tell simon how he really feels, like, now, or he might actually lose him forever

wille has this realization the same night as the ball, and he tells boris he has to go and hurries back to his parents beach house- but simon is no where to be found. it turns out simon has already gone to the ball early to prepare, and is planning to be one of the only boys that's participating without an escort

wille tries to get to the ball but it's across the town and he's held up (by a bad storm?? and his car gets stuck in the mud or something equally inconvenient and ridiculous) and when he bursts in, simon is just about to be announced, and wille is sopping wet and breaking every antiquated rule of decorum of the ball as he marches across the ballroom, dripping water, and says that he's simon's escort and he'll be giving him away (or however the heck these balls work i have no idea)

and he and wille dance and laugh the night away, and after they sneak off to the beach and really talk, for what seems like the first time that summer, and finally, they kiss each other for the first time, and it's way better than simon ever imagined over all these years

(and it turns out that erik's been accepted into a trial for an experimental cancer treatment that's had successful results, and his blood results are looking okay, and there's a chance he might be fine after all, what a relief. and maybe linda has also found love this summer, too, and sara is reveling in her first real friendship with felice)

so simon and wille spend the last few weeks of the summer together in that little beach town, and with sara and their parents and erik and they soak it all in

also there is lots of drive-in movies and beach bonfires and fireworks and rich kid parties and maybe a charity sailing tournament where simon totally doesn't stare at willes arms the whole time, and late night swimming and skinny dipping and whatever other summer stereotypes i can possibly think of

#young royals #young royals fanfiction #anyways i've never actually read the summer i turned pretty books #i've just watched the tv show #so it would be more like a childhood friends to lovers beach house au or something like that #idk if i actually have the energy to write the whole thing #and it would probably get out of hand and be way too long #but i like this idea and i want to work on it so maybe i'll try #also this post is over 1k words already LOL #whoops

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parttime-creative · 3 months

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I desperately need a fandom again. Something to engage in again that fuels my creativity and where I can read content in. Something that hits the spot.

The last one that really sucked me in was Once upon a time, especially the Swan Queen ship.

I really need that again. An active current one. All the fandoms i discover are old and the shows long time ended, even when i am watching them for the first time now.

And god damn it's so fucking hard to find fandoms like in 2012-2015 again when you had seasons with 26 episodes with 40min runtime and one episode per week. It kept you engaged, anticipated and now.... Once a year there is one streaming platform droppimg ome season with 8 episodes you watch them and it's nice and then you look for the next. No fandom built up, because no broad anticipation. Everything is behind a paywall. You either have the streaming service or you don't. Fuck i MISS my TV airing times.... I would love to watch adds again, see episode trailers bit NO.... God I hate streaming so much by now... Not just for economical reasons but for fandom reasons as well. I guess I'll need to get into book fandoms again.... Okay locked tomb, i need to read your second book, or first reread the first and then get up to pace!

#SwanQueen #Once upon a time #The locked tomb #I thought about getting into #Percy Jacksom #Again #I love the show #And I LOVED the books so much when I was a child #But my streaming argument stands #The season is already over #And it feels wrong to read fanfictions about children even age apropriate ones #I don't feel comfortable shopping children no matter in what minor way #I want an adult ship again #Preferably a femslash one

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eternally--mortal · 2 years

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Percy and/or Annabeth getting a recommendation letter from Aphrodite and when it arrives it’s an El-Woods-application-essay-style intro with Aphrodite in a swimming pool that leads into a bunch of video re-runs of godly TV from years back where Percy and Annabeth are in deadly situations because Aphrodite thought it would make their lives ‘tragically romantic’.

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piedoesnotequalpi · 1 month

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*banging pots and pans together* THE FINAL CHAPTER HAS ARRIVED AT AN AO3 NEAR YOU! GET IT WHILE IT'S HOT!

In all seriousness, I still can't quite believe it's actually done. I'll have more thoughts tomorrow.

#isabel.tex #my writing #bachelorette au #sprace #jatherid #newsies #newsies fanfiction #okay time to shower so i can go to dyke night (that's actually what it's called) and be too awkward to talk to anyone #there's this one book thief quote i want to use but that feels too pretentious for a bachelorette au so i'll hide it in the tags #i have hated the words and i have loved them and i hope i have made them right #anyway i appreciate everyone who's read/commented/kudos-ed this fic so so much #genuinely that is what kept me going through some really low points re: mental health

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seagull-scribbles · 1 year

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From Chapter One of On Mistakes and Birthdaycake by @bemmiecake on AO3

I started reading this fic when it first came out and it’s had such a huge impact on how I think of knuckles and you have definitely seen it’s influence in my art this past year! So it only seemed fair to try do something for the fic itself x

#sth #knuckles the echidna #tikal the echidna #I out tikal in blue because that was a royal Mayan colour and also water and chaos yaknow #and knuckles always gets green in my book tbh #I kind of merged my own design with the description from the fic to meet it halfway #this is the most canon I’ve drawn Tikal in a while ahahaha #on mistakes and birthdaycakes #bemmiecake #it’s been so long since I did fanfiction art #I miss being able to read fanfiction tbh #this one’s been like really good with me self projecting and trying to heal I guess #but I’m not going into that here #this is a beautiful unfinished fic about expectations and self pressure and found family #it’s got great details and world building and a lot of fun echidna culture and law interwoven into it #it’s tagged as sonamy and kuxouge but I don’t ship them and I’ve really enjoy it regardless it’s not in your face #so don’t let that deter you #it’s still being update btw it’s not abandoned but as of uploading this it is unfinished #I really wanted this to have an ethereal feel and also be like a book illustration so #messy by intention and I didn’t render the marking cause I really wanted them to pop that’s what I want your eyes to be drawn too #oh I forgot this fic actually goes into knuckles connection with the metals and how it calls to him and how he can feel and #sence chaos energy in everything and nom nom nom I am eating it up

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eggtrolls · 4 months

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someone was like 'there's nothing wrong with people who don't do the dishes immediately after eating', yeah you are correct. because we're the ones doing it right. I think people who do the dishes immediately after eating have a fundamental lack of joy and spensieratezza that I find unsettling and I want to keep them out of my home

#dishes? immediately after the nice meal I just enjoyed you want me to do dishes? my greatest enemy the worst chore of all DISHES? no.#I'm making tea I'm reading a book I'm watching a movie I'm talking to my mum I'm writing my secret fanfiction no one knows about #Protestant ass behaviour. couldn't be me. dishes are to be done after 10 pm and if you're too tired put them in the sink for the morning #Egg talks

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that-vampire-loser · 1 year

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Anyone else finish a really good book and suddenly you don’t know what to do with your life?

#literally hadn’t read a book in months and then read the sun and the star in a day #i’m not ok right now #like not as bad as when I finished aftg #which I’ve wanted to reread but my friend has the raven king #like I’m about to start writing pjo fanfiction again #and nobody can stop me #just things #aftg #pjo #riordanverse #the sun and the star #the heroes of olympus #the trials of apollo

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trenchcoat-gecko · 3 months

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I…. I kinda want to take a crack at writing a first person fanfic (the dreaded fanfiction POV)

#most people hate first person pov #including myself #it’s such a turn off for me #in fanfiction at least… i’ll read a 1st person book no problem #so it’s really down to the quality of writing #which makes me want to take that challenge and see if it’s possible to write a GOOD 1st person pov fanfic #i think itd be a fun challenge jfjsjfjs

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esquetibin · 10 days

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can any batman dc comic nerd recommend me a batman/catwoman comic series where they are both happy as a couple like they have a good ending and stuff yknok

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pasiphile · 7 months

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>.> Can you say more words about GO2

Oh, I can, but they're not very nice words.

While I had my issues with the first season, the second season is just so... bafflingly bad? Like, so strangely bad. Plotwise it feels like something written by a beginner. Like for some reason they've given a huge budget to some mediocre fanfic. There are just so many instances where they obviously had to get from point A to point B and just made up a quick shortcut without thinking too much about the implications or it, you know, making sense. Some of it is because of the honestly strange decision to let other writers take care of the flashbacks, with the worst contender the WWII flashback (zombies exist now? with no repercussions? so much gratuitous gore? Also the whole sequence with the gun would be so dramatic if, you know, demons actually died instead of being discorporated being nothing but a minor administrative setback). But it's also there in the main plot. Fire extinguishers work against demons for some reason? Aziraphale goes all the way to Scotland and back to learn basically nothing? The whole contrived romantic subplot with Nina and Maggie? The fucking Gabriel/Beelzebub thing? It's all either so heavy handed or just plain lazy. And I'm all for suspension of disbelief but if it's just one thing after another...

To me it feels like the basic plot of the whole second season could've over and done with in half an episode, and they just put in filler after filler to fluff it out into a full season where, in fact, barely anything happens.

And it's so odd! I know John Finnemore's work, he's good at intricate little plot connections! And Neil Gaiman can hardly be called an inexperienced writer either! It just feels like they were too lazy to actually bother writing a plot that works.

Meanwhile characterisation-wise, they've gone further on the path they'd already started in season one and wandered even farther away from what made the book characterisation interesting. In the book, Crowley is the nice one, who's generally polite and friendly and very fond of humans, while Aziraphale is, honestly, a bit of a dick and a recluse who prefers not interacting with humans and is 100% down to kill a child if it means he can keep his comfy lifestyle going. Aziraphale accidentally kills a dove and doesn't care about it. Crowley is the one that revives it. It's that kind of contradiction that makes it so fun, and to see that reversed into Aziraphale being a bleeding heart saving-the-poor-humans and Crowley acting all tough and sarcastic really erases a lot of what makes the pairing so charming.

But the thing that bothers me the most is how much they included the Big Conflict between Heaven and Hell. In the books, both Crowley and Aziraphale are low in the hierarchy. You only catch a glimpse of the big players and only at the end. Plus, they're lazy. It's a plot point that they both have human agents to take care of the work for them and that they don't get involved. They're not remotely interested by the overarching conflict or wanting either side to win. The whole point of the Agreement is that they take over a bit of each other's work for ease and convenience. And they're not particularly involved in humanity's welbeing either, and they definitely don't go around saving individual humans. They're disturbed by it, sure, but they don't think about interfering in any way. They only start taking an active role when their comfy lifestyle is threatened. And that's what I like about the whole thing. It's small, in a way. It's contained. Meanwhile the TV series went full out with Hell and Heaven fighting against each other and Crowley and Aziraphale suddenly becoming major agents in that conflict, catching the interest of demons and angels all the way up. It feels very at odds with the central theme and message of the book.

I did enjoy watching it. About 50% for the little things that did work, and about 50% to point and laugh at the ridiculousness of it all.

And to spot the Pratchett references, of course. Those were nice.

#Anonymous #good omens negativity #is that a tag? it should be a tag #i dont wanna shit on people who are enjoying it #good for you!#i would have also maybe enjoyed it a lot if i hadn't read the books first #and imprinted on them #but even then it would have felt like. sort of all right fan fiction #the writer wants to characters to kiss #and has a vague idea that there has to plot to get them there #so they quickly rehash some things from the original (jukebox) and make up some conflict #writing mediocre fanfiction of the book you co-wrote thirty years ago? wild. next level. Totally incomprehensible but i am intrigued #will probably watch the 3rd season too #out of morbid curiosity

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