Dear god…not another elise…dear god no…
Here’s a description about what’s happening in the image:
Something terrible is bringing about the end of the world. Metal Sonic is going to try prevent it but everyone is certain there is no hope. Wendy tells him that she wants to come as well. Because if it’s their last day alive.
She wants to spend it with him
Not bad art but ugggghhhhhhh. I fucking hate marry sues.
This is why I don’t like to go to Deviantart anymore.
sexy Breez
Princess Breez the fox
how mutch sexy is she \10
Bree: HI there~
I think the mole on her thigh is what really made this hysterical for me.
More Fetish Fanfiction
It had been an average enough day for the speedy blue hedgehog, Sonic, until Tails had mentioned another one of his crazy schemes. From what Sonic could recall, Tails had invented an artificial intelligence device that he could put on any otherwise-ordinary turret and use to register ‘threats by proximity’, or something of the sort.
Tails had hastily put together a shrink-ray turret out of some spare parts he had lying around and stuck the artificial intelligence device onto the back of it. After connecting some wires, the device fired up and, in a mechanical voice, asked Tails for commands. Tails had proudly given the device a set of co-ordinates and what the target looked like, and the next thing Sonic knew, the device had shot at him. Sonic almost had a heart attack when he quickly halved in size, eventually reducing in size from three-foot-five to about three inches tall.
WTF Fanfiction Time
Sonic the Hedgehog stood at the entrance to Eggman’s latest base in “Red Mountain,” having recently been dropped off by Tails. “Eggman’s just ahead,” he said to himself, “And Amy too… What the heck kind of weapon is he building anyway? And why try it on Amy of all people!? Well whatever it is, I’m not letting Eggman use Amy as some guinea pig!” With that, Sonic revved up and took off through the base in a burst of speed.
Sonic raced through the mountain base on his fleet feet, running across metal tiling and rocky earth, running past and jumping over laser fire, while also spin rolling and homing attacking through Eggman’s robots who seemed to swarm at him from every corner. Even on the grinding rails, Sonic wasn’t safe, as every few miles, there seemed to be an Egg Pawn trying to block his path or push the blue hedgehog into the lava pits below. But through his strength, incredible speed, and determination, he pressed on ahead. He could feel the temperature of the base growing hotter as he went deeper into Eggman’s inner sanctum. Sweat was beginning to drip down his face as the heat grew.
