Sonadow Writer

BUT.

shadow is a player just like sonic. all the fighting they did, shadow got a lot of amusement out of it. it‘s the most expressive we see him EVER and it’s because he knows he’s winning. he loves winning.

im just. ough. they are just such mirrors. such. two sides of the same coin.

sonic plays because it’s fun to play. he loves the unknown, he loves not knowing what comes next and he loves being surprised and the challenge of having to adapt. he plays to experience the game.

shadow plays because he wants to win. he loves being superior, he loves knowing what comes next and most of all if what comes next is his victory and/or his opponents failure(s). he plays to win, and to win only. if there’s no way to win, to be crowned superior, then he’s not interested in the game. however, the game also needs to be challenging, which is why he loves fighting sonic. sonic is a challenge to be overcome and he gets a kick out of the slight uncertainty if he might not be able to win, but at the same time, wining against sonic is such a great accomplishment he relishes the challenge in their fights.

that is why hes smiling and smirking and posing and doing stupid jokes at sonic. he’s mocking him and flaunting his superiority. he could’ve been done with him faster, maybe, but it’s fun to play; and to rub his superiority into the fakers face (literally. he used sonic as a fucking surfboard on the ground. face down.).

He’s so serious and laser focused on his goal, but whenever Sonic appears it always seems to awaken a competitive, even childish side of Shadow. Maybe it’s because his ego won’t let him, maybe it’s because Sonic is the only person that can give him a challenge, but Shadow just can’t help himself.

"Oh."

"Finally."

"Did not expect that."

"Don't blush. I liked it."

"Mmh, you taste so good."

"No, please... I can't."

"You don't know how long I waited for that."

"Sorry, the world stopped for a second."

"Happy to have you back as well."

"Not here please. Not right now."

"Woah. Where did that come from?"

"Oh, how did I earn that?"

"You normally don't like PDA*."

"That's exactly what I needed right now."

"Still the best kisser in the world."

"Feeling a little needy today?"

"You're good at this."

"Where did you learn that?"

"This always feels like coming home."

"Our target left, we can stop pretending now."

*Public display of affection

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Sight

darkened roomd with bright lights

glow of the neon signs filling the space

colorful screens

flashing lights from game machines

rows of arcade machines

unique designs and colorful graphics

various prizes on display

stuffed animals, little toys and gadgets

Hearing

sounds of electronic music

beeping and buzzing

various sound effects from the games

chattering people

laughing and shouting in excitement and sometimes disappointment

cheering each other on

clinking of coins being inserted into machines

the sound of tokens being dispensed

the sound when someone scores a highscore

Touch

the tactile feel of gripping a joystick

pressing buttons

steering a wheel

the feel of small basketballs quickly being thrown in a hoop

the smoothness game tokens

the slight crinkle of tickets in your hand

the coldness of an ice cold soft drink in hand

Smell

the delicious aroma of buttery popcorn, sugary cotton candy

the warm smell of pizza or hot dogs

a faint scent of old carpet

the smell of a mix of many people in a confined space

Taste

buttery taste of popcorn

overwhelming sweetness of cotton candy and other candy options

the delicious taste of a pizza, after running around and being lost in the games

soft drinks pouring down your throat, fighting dehydration

And sometimes fanfiction is, ‘Watch me do a fucking KICK FLIP off this cool sentence!! Also here's some sex'

Yall am i cooked?