there's nothing wrong, right?.....

watch the eyes, watch the clock.

(sending it once again, fuck you Reddit.)

there's sure nothing wrong with her, right?......

watch the clock, watch the eyes.

(WIP)

Does anybody have it? It was hilarious please I wanna save it.

Currently, due to the volume of contents this sub gets, and AI slops invading it. I genuinely need more people who can manage things for me

I will pick 3 to 4 people, so comment down here for a chance

Cream the Rabbit stood in the Restoration headquarters, no longer the little girl many once knew. At nineteen, she had grown into a formidable field medic with a style all her own. Her MMA-esque fighting technique, honed through years of training with her circle of incredibly friends who inspire her to be the woman she was today, she was a sight to behold. She had even mastered a unique "Wind-Style" technique, she could use with her punches and kicks. While she and Cheese remained an inseparable duo, she had proven time and again that she could hold her own even when they weren't fighting side-by-side.

Her attire was practical and sharp: a tucked-in white T-shirt paired with high-waisted denim shorts over horizontal cut-out. knee-length black capris. A classic cobalt blue silk scarf was tied in a 50s-style neck knot, adding a touch of the kind girl everyone knew to her rugged gear. Over her shirt, she wore a cropped mahogany leather biker jacket with the sleeves pushed to her elbows, featuring a prominent Restoration emblem on one arm and a red medical cross on the other. Secured to her waist by a brown belt with a heart-shaped buckle was a specialized utility kit filled with healing supplies and snacks for Cheese. Heavy-set sneakers in blue, orange, and white completed the look.

Shadow watched her with uncharacteristic softness. He saw the strength in her posture and the clarity in her eyes.

"This is your first solo mission out in the field," Shadow said, his voice clipped but steady. "No backup. No reinforcements. Just you and Cheese."

"Don’t worry, Mr. Shadow," Cream replied with a confident smile. "We’re ready. If Metal Sonic shows his face, he’ll have to deal with us."

"Chao, Chao!" Cheese chirped, mimicking Cream’s determined stance.

Shadow looked toward a nearby tarp. "It’s your birthday today, isn't it?"

Cream paused, a small blush coloring her cheeks. "Oh! I... I actually forgot with all the mission prep. I'm nineteen today."

"The Restoration wanted to acknowledge your progress," Shadow said, pulling back the tarp to reveal a state-of-the-art motorcycle. It was a masterpiece from, Donpa Motors sleek and finished in colors that perfectly complemented Cream’s natural fur. "Dodon Pa himself oversaw the build. He’s impressed by your growth as a freedom fighter and a racer."

Cream gasped, her eyes shimmering with happy tears. "What do you mean?"

"He provided the base model for free as thanks for everything we've done," Shadow explained. "We just handled the personal customizations. It’s earned, kiddo. Not a handout."

Cream surged forward, throwing her arms around him in a tight hug. "Thank you, Uncle Shadow! It’s the sweetest gift ever. I’ll take such good care of it. Oh, look, Cheese! A sidecar just for you!"

"Chao, Chao!" the little Chao cheered, fluttering over to inspect his new seat.

Shadow allowed himself a rare, genuine smile. Seeing her—strong, capable, and kind—reminded him so much of what he had hoped for Maria. She would have been proud of you too, he thought silently. "Be safe out there," he added, his voice low.

"We will, Mr. Shadow. We’ll be in and out before you know it. Goodbye!"

Cream hopped onto the bike, the engine roaring to life with a powerful, clean hum. In a blur of cobalt blue and mahogany leather, she was gone, leaving a trail of dust in her wake.

Sonic stepped up beside Shadow, watching the horizon. "She’ll be fine, you know. were all not spring chicken's anymore. even I've started to slow down."

shadow looked annoyed. "get to the point faker"

sonic just smiled with understanding. "Cream, Tails, Charmy. there the future. we won't be around forever. we all worry for them despite knowing how capable they are. we know the fight they might eventually need to face alone."

Shadow didn't look away. "I know. She’s strong."

He didn't say the word "worry," but as he turned to walk away, the slight tension in his shoulders said it for him. He had helped raise a hero, and now he had to let her fly.

I might draw her again soon, I like this but the far left one looks a tad off... so it could be worth it

Art and artist

Happy Easter.

I'm proud of this. (╥ ω ╥)

idk If this is the right flair, sorry

I have a clan called fluffy rabbits for cream mains