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Sonic Femslash Events

@sonicfemshlash.bsky.social

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An account dedicated to increasing the amount of femslash content in the Sonic fandom through fandom events. Also active on Twitter under the same name, and Tumblr as sthfemslashevents.

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Sonic Femslash Events @sonicfemshlash.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

Announcing #rougamy weekend, a #femslash #fandomevent dedicated to the ship! The event takes place on 7 & 8 November. Tag #rougamywknd26 and/or mention @sthfemslash.bsky.social to have your work shared! More info in the thread below 👇

Sonic Femslash Events @sonicfemshlash.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

Sonic femslash events hosts a yearly femslash week in February, as well as various weekends throughout the year. Want to submit a ship, theme, prompt, or event to be shared? Do so here: forms.gle/aXtsSb39xwPs...

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kat @hobgirl.bsky.social · 28/02/2026

#nsfw #blazouge for #sthfemslashweek26 day 6 & 7 archiveofourown.org/works/80392746

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kat @hobgirl.bsky.social · 27/02/2026

#nsfw of my niche ship #surgaze for #sthfemslashweek26 day 5: dreams

The door opens soundlessly, though Surge can hear the clacking of heels on the floor as Blaze slips inside.

"That was a foolish mistake," the cat says. "People could have gotten hurt."

Surge frowns. "Didn't you say I did well?" Misstep aside, which still smarts, but whatever. The Turtleshell Island incident happened months ago—

…At least, Surge is pretty sure it was months ago. She thinks so, but her brain feels weirdly foggy, her sense of time and place unsure.

"You behaved recklessly," Blaze says. She's directly in front of Surge now, even though Surge didn't hear her move. Her face is hard to focus on, the outline of it blurring in and out of focus. "Foolishly. You acted without thinking, without listening. People could have gotten hurt."

"So you've said," Surge bites back. "Look. Is there a point to this, or are you just here to scold me?"

"I think," Blaze murmurs, voice dropping to a low rumble, "it's high time I teach you a lesson in obedience."

Surge's ears tilt back, her quills bristling. She tries to hide her discomfort and apprehension with a scoff, but even she hears the way it trembles. "What? What the hell are—"

She cuts off abruptly, nearly swallowing her own tongue in surprise when Blaze's hand lands firmly in between her legs. Surge is pretty sure she was wearing pants before, but now the only barrier between Blaze's fingers and her cunt is the thin fabric of her underwear.

"You should let people finish talking before you rush off," Blaze says. She drags two fingers up from Surge's perineum, pressing against her clothed hole before moving on to settle just below her clit. Her eyes meet Blaze's, gold and luminous. "Do you understand?"

"I-I—" Surge's voice trembles. She swallows thickly, flexing and relaxing her fingers at her side. "I guess."

Blaze smiles. "Good."

She moves her fingers upwards those last few millimeters needed to press against Surge's clit. The pleasure is sharp and intense; Surge gasps, back arching off the mattress. Was she always on a bed? She's sure she was sitting up, before, but—

"You should listen," Blaze says. She pulls Surge's underwear to the side, hovering her fingers just above her labia. "You should follow the plan. Do you understand?"

"Y… ye—es!" Surge's voice cracks into an embarrassing squeak when Blaze's fingers make contact with her clit. It's even more intense without the cloth barrier between them. "I understand."

"Good girl." Blaze's eyes burn. She drags her fingers down through Surge's folds, starts to push a single digit inside—

And Surge wakes with a gasp, bolting upright. Her heart pounds against her ribs like she just ran halfway across the world. She's hot; her sheets cling to her with sweat, and between her legs—

She's soaked, wet beyond belief. Because of a dream about Blaze.

What. The. Fuck.

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kat @hobgirl.bsky.social · 26/02/2026

#rougamy for #sthfemslashweek26 day 4: the song pretty gay! by baybe archiveofourown.org/works/80182611

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kat @hobgirl.bsky.social · 24/02/2026

#nsfw #wavouge for #sthfemslashweek26 day 2 & 3

Rouge isn't usually like this. She doesn't get hung up on girls—she makes people chase after her, then leaves them wanting more.

But it's different with Wave. She's like a piece of jewelry handcrafted by a master: valuable and one of a kind. It makes Rouge want to keep her for herself. It makes her want to push, and keep pushing, until Wave shows her even more precious sights.

"Rouge," Wave mewls, voice weak and trembling. "I can't."

Rouge smiles, curling her fingers in Wave's cunt. Contrary to her words, Wave rocks her hips against her hand, moaning softly when it makes the tips of Rouge's fingers strike against a particular spot inside of her.

"You can." Rouge's tone leaves no room for arguments. "Just listen." She spreads her fingers, smiling at the filthy sound of another wave of slick gushing out of Wave's cunt. "Does that sound like you've had enough?"

Another moan tumbles from Wave's beak. Her hips jerk erratically, her legs spasming. She's gorgeous like this, sloppy and desperate. Rouge wants to keep her looking like this forever.

"You can come again," Rouge murmurs. Wave's clit throbs at her words, so Rouge reaches out to rolls the pad of a single finger across it—and just like that, Wave is coming again, back arching off the bed. Her face is a sight to behold, twisted with pleasure and all the more gorgeous for it. Rouge is torn between looking at her expression and the slick that's practically pouring out of her, adding to the by now undoubtedly permanent stain on Rouge's mattress.

Rouge pulls her fingers from Wave's insides once she slumps back onto the mattress. She licks her fingers clean; even Wave's slick tastes incredible, delicate and layered like a meal at a fine-dining establishment.

Drawn in like a magnet, Rouge leans down to lick at Wave's hole. She tastes even better like this, straight from the source—and the utterly wretched keen she lets out is just an added bonus.

"Rouge. Enough, I can't—" Wave makes a sound that's almost a sob—but her hands come up to clutch at Rouge's head, keeping her in place. "It's too much—"

It's not like Rouge can go anywhere with Wave's grip on her head. She laps at Wave's hole, then moves higher to tongue at her clit. Wave occasionally protests, but she doesn't let her pull away—and whenever she's not protesting, she makes the most delectable sounds that only serve to spur Rouge on.

It doesn't take long before Wave is coming again, her slick gushing into Rouge's mouth.

Wave's hands twitch weakly, then finally go slack. As she pulls away, Rouge presses one last kiss to her clit, tearing another weak keen from her throat.

Rouge sits up, raking her eyes down Wave's body. She's completely boneless, chest heaving with her breaths and feathers matted with sweat. Really, she looks well and truly finished—but Rouge still doesn't want to take her hands off her.

She's not one to cuddle, or even linger after sex—but Wave makes her want to break her usual rules. She lies down next to Wave, pressing her body against her side and slinging an arm across her waist. Wave shuffles closer, humming contentedly, and Rouge can't quite bite down her smile.

It's good that Wave is comfortable, because if Rouge has her way, she's never letting her go.

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kat @hobgirl.bsky.social · 23/02/2026

some #surgamy for #sthfemslashweek26 day 1: first date 🩷💚 archiveofourown.org/works/80096441

Sonic Femslash Events @sonicfemshlash.bsky.social · 02/01/2026

STH FEMSLASH WEEK 2026 📅 Feb 23rd - Mar 1st #sthfemslashweek26