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# SPEEDSHOES. TOGETHER, WE'RE STRONGER THAN ANYONE ELSE COULD BE ON THEIR OWN. a highly private SONIC THE HEDGEHOG. raced by astro. this is a headcanon-based exploration of the character. not affiliated with the fandom. mdni.

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a few notes as we get started here :

i'm also on @/pikohammr! so if you get followed from there, that's me. on this note, if i post a meme, you're welcome to send it here or to amy. i'll likely only post something on one or the other so i don't spam the dash.

if you haven't been able to tell, i'm extremely laid back in my formatting. this isn't a lack of effort in regards to character development/writing.

i'm dupe friendly! i just don't follow first in case other sonics or amys aren't.

my sonic knowledge is not extensive. i'm extremely new to the fandom space and tbh, the franchise. i experienced some of the games/shows as a kid, but i'm slowly reintroducing myself to it. please forgive me if i make any lore mistakes! just dm me and let me know. i'd be happy to change replies/starters as needed. because of this, this portrayal is very headcanon based.

@/mekanoid and @/jetshoes are my exclusive metal sonic and shadow, so i won't be writing with any other metal/shads. thanks for understanding!

this blog is low activity. most of my replies will come out of a queue. like i say in my rules, i'm juggling quite a bit irl. trying to move in with isa later this year, a full-time job, menthol wheelnesses, the works. please be patient with me. i often lurk, but dash posting might be sporadic. that doesn't mean i'm not excited to be here! :)

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cont. / @jetshoes

slowing down like this is so not his normal gig. it's an uncomfortable, deep breath into lungs that have been too acquainted to rabbit-quick, adrenaline-induced pants. without that rush of the race, the excitement of facing insurmountable feats — what is he to do, then? who is he, then? he's forced into a moment of stillness. needed as it may be, this respite stretches at the corners of his being. as uncomfortable as it is, his company eases these growing pains.

and how could he deny this view? sprawled out before them, a magnitude of beauty, so untouched that were he to reach out, he might ruin it in his haste. so he sits back with them; savors the milliseconds. the senses draw to her when she speaks. ears and eyes flick over, focusing on the words treated as treasures in their raw honesty.

" i think ... " his haste has lead him far enough tonight. sonic halts. thinks. starts again. " i think some wounds cut so deep, it feels like there's no other option than to fight your way out. ya didn't just lose her. you lost dreams, hopes, and time — all in an instant. that's too much for anyone to handle alone. "

he knows this type of grief — the type that feels more like a death of oneself than burial of another. it aches, he knows. incessantly and without ceasing, but there must be more. " that anger and turmoil you're talkin' about? that was grief. so, nah, shads. ya didn't sully her legacy. if she's anything like what you've told me, maria's memories are stronger than anything you can undo. i think in some backwards way, that anger speaks to her goodness. i think it speaks to the way you once were, too. "