Sonic!!!
@g2gofast.bsky.social
Just a guy that loves adventure :)
[Gameverse #SonicRP #STHRP #MVRP friendly / character is 15 / Mun is 21+ / Mun is also autistic ]
[Gameverse #SonicRP #STHRP #MVRP friendly / character is 15 / Mun is 21+ / Mun is also autistic ]
//friendsgiving was a success <3
December 1, 2025 at 7:49 AM
//friendsgiving was a success <3
He's trying to learn a dance from a video Tails had sent him. Its harder than it looks-- He's having fun!!
December 1, 2025 at 7:43 AM
He's trying to learn a dance from a video Tails had sent him. Its harder than it looks-- He's having fun!!
He nods. Gives her a rare bit of outward affection and hugs her tight.
"Thanks Ames." he says, pulling back almost as quickly as he'd hugged her. His hands flap a little. He hides them behind his back. "Ill keep it safe--"
"Thanks Ames." he says, pulling back almost as quickly as he'd hugged her. His hands flap a little. He hides them behind his back. "Ill keep it safe--"
>There's a (non) autistic stare of her own.
> She wants to kiss him.
> She wants to kiss him very badly, but she'll relent for now.
❝ You're welcome .ᐟ Try not to lose it, mmkay~ .ᐣ ❞
> She wants to kiss him.
> She wants to kiss him very badly, but she'll relent for now.
❝ You're welcome .ᐟ Try not to lose it, mmkay~ .ᐣ ❞
December 1, 2025 at 1:43 AM
He nods. Gives her a rare bit of outward affection and hugs her tight.
"Thanks Ames." he says, pulling back almost as quickly as he'd hugged her. His hands flap a little. He hides them behind his back. "Ill keep it safe--"
"Thanks Ames." he says, pulling back almost as quickly as he'd hugged her. His hands flap a little. He hides them behind his back. "Ill keep it safe--"
He smiles. Warm and bright. His tail wags so fast that several leaves blow away behind him.
He nods. Having trouble verbalizing just how much he does--
He plays a little with one of the dangling ribbons. Blinks slowly as he does.
"Thank you--"
He nods. Having trouble verbalizing just how much he does--
He plays a little with one of the dangling ribbons. Blinks slowly as he does.
"Thank you--"
Little stip step. Carefully tippi toeing to *hardly* reach his height, carefully wrapping a bow of a simular color around his skull. It's ornatnely decorated, fitted with little inscryption reading "I love you!" and "life is good!"
Reeling a foot back . .
❝ There you go! Dya like it? ❞
Reeling a foot back . .
❝ There you go! Dya like it? ❞
December 1, 2025 at 1:26 AM
He smiles. Warm and bright. His tail wags so fast that several leaves blow away behind him.
He nods. Having trouble verbalizing just how much he does--
He plays a little with one of the dangling ribbons. Blinks slowly as he does.
"Thank you--"
He nods. Having trouble verbalizing just how much he does--
He plays a little with one of the dangling ribbons. Blinks slowly as he does.
"Thank you--"
He glances away, a little shy--
"...Id like one." he admits. "Its my favorite color--"
"...Id like one." he admits. "Its my favorite color--"
❝ All you gotta do is ask ~ ❞
December 1, 2025 at 1:18 AM
He glances away, a little shy--
"...Id like one." he admits. "Its my favorite color--"
"...Id like one." he admits. "Its my favorite color--"
The guitarist went home, with a hefty tip from Sonic in his guitar case... Leaving Sonic to wander around Station Square on his own...
They were decorating for the holiday. He smiles as he looks at the pretty lights. The trees. The silly gift bags they set up.
And thats when he sees it--
They were decorating for the holiday. He smiles as he looks at the pretty lights. The trees. The silly gift bags they set up.
And thats when he sees it--
Theres a guitarist in Station Square, playing for whoever will listen. Sonic's been sitting in front of him for at least an hour with his eyes closed, happily rocking back and fourth to the different tunes he'd played.
November 30, 2025 at 11:09 PM
The guitarist went home, with a hefty tip from Sonic in his guitar case... Leaving Sonic to wander around Station Square on his own...
They were decorating for the holiday. He smiles as he looks at the pretty lights. The trees. The silly gift bags they set up.
And thats when he sees it--
They were decorating for the holiday. He smiles as he looks at the pretty lights. The trees. The silly gift bags they set up.
And thats when he sees it--
Theres a guitarist in Station Square, playing for whoever will listen. Sonic's been sitting in front of him for at least an hour with his eyes closed, happily rocking back and fourth to the different tunes he'd played.
November 30, 2025 at 10:14 PM
Theres a guitarist in Station Square, playing for whoever will listen. Sonic's been sitting in front of him for at least an hour with his eyes closed, happily rocking back and fourth to the different tunes he'd played.
Reposted by Sonic!!!
"𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 -- 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐧!!"
| #RP - #STHRP - #SONICRP - #MVRP |
- Gameverse au
- Muse 15 | Experienced 20+ Mun
- Dark themes welcome.
- OC | Ship friendly!
- NO LEWD
-Any posts without quotes for speech are tweets <3
(More info in replies)
| #RP - #STHRP - #SONICRP - #MVRP |
- Gameverse au
- Muse 15 | Experienced 20+ Mun
- Dark themes welcome.
- OC | Ship friendly!
- NO LEWD
-Any posts without quotes for speech are tweets <3
(More info in replies)
a cartoon of sonic the hedgehog is flying through the air .
Alt: The end shot of the hero story of Sonic Adventure 2 battle. Sonic (a blue hedgehog) is hanging on the bottom of a satellite and the camera pans into him and he smiles and gives a thumbs up.
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November 18, 2025 at 12:49 AM
//cornbread in the oven. making green bean casserole tomorrow. cookies ready to bake fresh and eggs fully deviled. i am winning friendsgiving :3c
November 30, 2025 at 9:02 AM
//cornbread in the oven. making green bean casserole tomorrow. cookies ready to bake fresh and eggs fully deviled. i am winning friendsgiving :3c
//batch of sugar cookies and a batch of heath candy cookies :3
November 30, 2025 at 8:42 AM
//batch of sugar cookies and a batch of heath candy cookies :3
He puts a fresh from the oven cookie on shadow's stomach. "Yeah, yeah, shhhh it."
//the woes of being the baker of the friend group <3
//the woes of being the baker of the friend group <3
"It seemed you like cookies have you. But mind keeping it down. I'm trying to sleep..."
//Noice
//Noice
"Because they're good."
//im back at it again.
//im back at it again.
November 30, 2025 at 7:58 AM
He puts a fresh from the oven cookie on shadow's stomach. "Yeah, yeah, shhhh it."
//the woes of being the baker of the friend group <3
//the woes of being the baker of the friend group <3
"Because they're good."
//im back at it again.
//im back at it again.
"Why are you up Soo early making Cookies......"
**Is too tired**
**Is too tired**
He's baking cookies at 4am.
He's lost control of his life /ref
He's lost control of his life /ref
November 30, 2025 at 7:53 AM
"Because they're good."
//im back at it again.
//im back at it again.
Hes smiling to himself as he walks home, holding a small round container.
Its new guitar strings. His guitar is really due for a change.
Its new guitar strings. His guitar is really due for a change.
November 30, 2025 at 7:52 AM
Hes smiling to himself as he walks home, holding a small round container.
Its new guitar strings. His guitar is really due for a change.
Its new guitar strings. His guitar is really due for a change.
//A drag path, but it's my hyperspecific version of sonics backstory and how it relates to mobius at large
November 30, 2025 at 7:50 AM
//A drag path, but it's my hyperspecific version of sonics backstory and how it relates to mobius at large
someone invent instant boiling water
November 30, 2025 at 1:48 AM
someone invent instant boiling water
who was gonna tell me bluesky had a thread option
November 29, 2025 at 5:43 AM
who was gonna tell me bluesky had a thread option
He-- He swallows. Its harsh down his throat. His knees find their way to his chest. His head against his knees. His ears against his skull.
He-
He needs to get this under control. He needs to-
His throat is tight. Phantom sensations of hands around it make him dizzy. Unsure.
He-
He needs to get this under control. He needs to-
His throat is tight. Phantom sensations of hands around it make him dizzy. Unsure.
November 29, 2025 at 5:42 AM
He-- He swallows. Its harsh down his throat. His knees find their way to his chest. His head against his knees. His ears against his skull.
He-
He needs to get this under control. He needs to-
His throat is tight. Phantom sensations of hands around it make him dizzy. Unsure.
He-
He needs to get this under control. He needs to-
His throat is tight. Phantom sensations of hands around it make him dizzy. Unsure.
// I HATE PREPPING RAW TURKEY IT FEELS LIKE HUMAN SKIN
November 29, 2025 at 3:59 AM
// I HATE PREPPING RAW TURKEY IT FEELS LIKE HUMAN SKIN
He smiles at her. Blinking slow. Takes one more moment to enjoy being close to someone.
"You're a really good friend, Ames." he says, sitting up. Rolling his shoulders. Rubs his eyes. "I... didn't mean for anyone to see me like this... Sorry."
1/2
"You're a really good friend, Ames." he says, sitting up. Rolling his shoulders. Rubs his eyes. "I... didn't mean for anyone to see me like this... Sorry."
1/2
❝ . . . Hey, it's okay but ..
. . Are — Are you *sure* you're okay, Sonic .ᐣ It's okat if you want to rest a little longer . .
. . . Otherwise, i won't hold you back if you want to leave now. ❞
. . Are — Are you *sure* you're okay, Sonic .ᐣ It's okat if you want to rest a little longer . .
. . . Otherwise, i won't hold you back if you want to leave now. ❞
November 28, 2025 at 7:42 AM
He smiles at her. Blinking slow. Takes one more moment to enjoy being close to someone.
"You're a really good friend, Ames." he says, sitting up. Rolling his shoulders. Rubs his eyes. "I... didn't mean for anyone to see me like this... Sorry."
1/2
"You're a really good friend, Ames." he says, sitting up. Rolling his shoulders. Rubs his eyes. "I... didn't mean for anyone to see me like this... Sorry."
1/2
He's volunteering at a soup kitchen today, humming to himself as he stirs a pot of chili almost bigger than he is.
November 27, 2025 at 10:45 PM
He's volunteering at a soup kitchen today, humming to himself as he stirs a pot of chili almost bigger than he is.
He's baking cookies at 4am.
He's lost control of his life /ref
He's lost control of his life /ref
November 27, 2025 at 10:25 AM
He's baking cookies at 4am.
He's lost control of his life /ref
He's lost control of his life /ref
A small laugh escapes him. He leans against his friend's side.
"Not willingly." he tells him, closing his eyes. "Thanks for sparing me this time, though."
"Not willingly." he tells him, closing his eyes. "Thanks for sparing me this time, though."
"Half of the time you show up, you bring some kind of trouble up here. Some kind of catch."
"...I'll let you slide today, hedgehog. But only since it seems there's no catch." He says, squatting down and just... watching the rain fall outside.
"...I'll let you slide today, hedgehog. But only since it seems there's no catch." He says, squatting down and just... watching the rain fall outside.
Sonic shrugs, rests his elbows on his knees. Keeps watching the sky.
"Just wanted to see you." he admits. "Its... been a while."
He taps his feet in a little puddle. finding a small sense of joy in the quiet noise.
"Do I really need a reason to see my friends?"
"Just wanted to see you." he admits. "Its... been a while."
He taps his feet in a little puddle. finding a small sense of joy in the quiet noise.
"Do I really need a reason to see my friends?"
November 27, 2025 at 8:17 AM
A small laugh escapes him. He leans against his friend's side.
"Not willingly." he tells him, closing his eyes. "Thanks for sparing me this time, though."
"Not willingly." he tells him, closing his eyes. "Thanks for sparing me this time, though."
Reposted by Sonic!!!
He nods, closing his eyes. Hiding his nose in the crook of her neck.
He'd never been this openly affectionate before. He knew that. He knew he was being strange. He didn't want to be strange, But... Amy smelt like strawberries, and her voice was familiar and soft and...
1/3
He'd never been this openly affectionate before. He knew that. He knew he was being strange. He didn't want to be strange, But... Amy smelt like strawberries, and her voice was familiar and soft and...
1/3
someone he needed, rather than an answer.
November 27, 2025 at 2:36 AM
He nods, closing his eyes. Hiding his nose in the crook of her neck.
He'd never been this openly affectionate before. He knew that. He knew he was being strange. He didn't want to be strange, But... Amy smelt like strawberries, and her voice was familiar and soft and...
1/3
He'd never been this openly affectionate before. He knew that. He knew he was being strange. He didn't want to be strange, But... Amy smelt like strawberries, and her voice was familiar and soft and...
1/3