#AND TAILS IS THE WINGMAN I GUESS???

[snow-white-shadow]

Is... Is SEGA trying to tell us something?

[reaperexe]

Puppy ♡

Summary : When your overly energetic puppy plays wingman for you.

warnings : none, just fluff <3

Who knew raising a puppy was so difficult not in the sense of the amount of work it takes but the amount of energy the tiny little life had. Nothing could tire him, no amount of fetch, runs or walks.

So when you took him for a walk that afternoon and he somehow got off leash and went out of sight in less than a minute you knew you were in for a long walk.

You seemed to be running for hours till you reached the little puppy only to see him approach a guy sitting on the park bench with a cat near his feet. 'Wow so much for stranger danger' you thought.

The cat hisses as the little puppy approaches earning a pet from the guy as your puppy sticks his tongue out and wags his tail regardless and barks to get picked up.

You are shocked and a bit jealous to see the puppy settle so calmly in his arms when he wont even stay in yours and always wiggles to be put down.

You approach the trio, the cat eyeing you cautiously. You have to admit this guy does look pretty cute up close, maybe your puppy does have some taste after all.

"Um excuse me?" You say as he turn away from the puppy and to you, ok this guy is hot, you think.

"Oh is he yours?" He says holding out his arms with the puppy, as the little guy wags his tail and looks at you with his tongue sticking out.

"Yeah he seems to like you" You sigh with a smile 'and maybe i do too' you think.

The cat near your feet now stands up rubbing herself all over your legs while purring softly. "Seems like we got the wrong pets" He laughs petting your puppy.

"Do you wanna take a seat?" He asks noticing your state from the run behind the little puppy as you smile, embarrassed and take a seat next to him, placing the cat in your lap.

You spend the next hour just talking and exchanging names till you notice your puppy has now fallen asleep in his arms making you feel a bit jealous but also happy, seems like you've got to be close to this guy now, only for your puppy's sake of course.

"Well we should head back now" you say picking up the little guy and you notice his face falls a little but he agrees, picking up his cat from your lap.

You spend the next week taking the puppy to walk in the afternoon and like clockwork he would run up to the guy and his cat letting you have a reason to talk to him as well.

Today was different, you were exhausted from this week and all the work you had to do still you mustered up the energy and took the puppy for a walk.

He dragged you by the leash pulling you to the usual duo who sat at the bench. The guys smile dropping at your tired face.

"Everything ok? is this guy giving you trouble?" He says petting the puppy earning him tail wags and licks.

"No its not him its just work" You sigh sitting next to him as he pats the spot next to him.

"Oh it will get better trust me I'm going through it too" He chuckles as you hum along.

Talking to him honestly makes things much better, as you feel a bit energized now and finally notice how he looks today.

He's wearing a nicer sweatshirt and pants than his usual one which has loose threads at the end, his hair looks nicer, more styled and he's definitely wearing some cologne.

He smiles at you awkwardly seeing you eye him "does it look bad?" he asks honestly as your eyes widen.

"No- No you look great!" You add quickly.

"Oh great thanks" He sighs with a relieved look .

"Um i wanted to ask-" He says before being cut off by the puppy's bark for more pets causing both of you to chuckle as he pets him.

"You were saying?" You ask again tilting your head.

"Yeah i was wondering if-" He begins again only to be cut off by a meow that comes from your lap and you look down to see the cat purring for pets as well.

Laughing at the situation he musters up enough courage and yells, closing his eyes "would you like to go on a date with me?"

You sit there stunned and so do the pets you guess stilling in their places adding to the dramatic feel.

You chuckle as he eyes you nervously for a response.

"Thought you'd never ask" You chuckle causing him to sigh of relief as he smiles at you.

Sensing the energy your puppy starts bouncing with energy again before trying to lick the cat earning a aggressive hiss as you both chuckle.

"Good pet" He exhales petting both while you rest your head on his shoulder with a soft smile.

[q1ngqve]

Hiiii I'm the avenratio x reader requester a while back!! No worries I'm not here to make you hurry up on that but I did want to leave some more food for thought!! :3 But hmmmm AvenRatio who starts their toxic yaoi w you as their messenger/wingman LMAO so you've seen some and been through some shit cause of them HDHSHSHHS and then one day they get together and you're like my work here is done!!! And try to leave but you silly! Silly thing <333 you have been part of their dynamic since the very beginning isn't that why you were both helping them in the first place?

Tsk tsk tsk guess they'll just have to reteach their dumb stupid little human on what's correct or not <333 (yes imagine this w wolf ratio and fox aventurine or something and you're a normal human okay good day idk what my anon tag should be you decide)

im gonna change it up a little because i dont write for mlm so 😼 also reader is a bunny hybrid because ive been obsessed with this dynamic lately

CW; fem! reader, threesome, bunny hybrid reader, fox hybrid aventurine, wolf hybrid dr ratio, degradation, sex toy (dildo), double penetration (ass & vagina), throat fucking

wolf! dr ratio would be degrading you the whole time after he finds out that you think you could just run away after helping them! are you really that dumb or just pretending to not know?

“dumb little bunny, thinking she can just leave us whenever she likes.”

and fox! aventurine would be laugh teasingly at you as he shoves a dildo up your ass, a mischievous glint appearing in his eyes when he turns up the vibration on the toy

wolf! dr ratio and fox! aventurine getting even more excited when they notice your fluffy tail twitching and your ears flopping down to the back of your head each them they play with the sensitive parts on your body

their animal instincts taking over when you promise to be good and listen to whatever they say, because you’re just too dumb to make any correct decisions for yourself! you just need two big men to make all your decisions for you, so you can turn off your brain when you’re with them! why think at all when they can do that for you?

“gotta teach you a lesson, isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

fox! aventurine’s grip on your hair tightens as he fucks your mouth, your throat constricting around the tip of his dick, while wolf! dr ratio pounds into your pussy from behind, the dildo in your ass not helping the situation. you’re so full that all you can do is whine around aventurine’s dick as you clench around wolf! dr ratio :(

“c’mon, use your words.” knowing full well you’re already fucked dumb and delirious! they just wanna tease you 😵‍💫

[eliashirsch]

God Tier Top Gun Fanfictions. A Masterlist. (1/3)

As of 15th May 2024, these are some of the BEST stories I have read in the fandom. Of course, this is completely subjective and there are many personal factors as to why I crowned them God Tier. 

Mainly:

Reading it for the first time: ‘Oh, this is really good, I’m going to be thinking about this for the rest of my life’

When compiling the list: ‘Oh my god, this fic, man, this fic!!’

There are many other fics that match the first criteria, but for it to be on this list, I needed to have these two reactions.

REMINDER! READ THE AUTHORS' TAGS AND WARNINGS!!! They’re there for a reason. PLEASE make sure you understand where the story is going to be before reading!!

Without further ado, I present to you, my roman empires:)

Winner Categories:

1. Best of the Best Authors (1/3)

2. Best of the Best Series (2/3)

3. Best of the Best Fics (3/3)

4. Honorary Mentions (4/3)

Best of the Best Authors

Authors that I trust with my life, whose work are ALL incredibly well written. 

COMPACFLT @compacflt

They’re the first person to pop in my head when I was thinking about making this list. No amount of time and words will be enough for me to describe how good their work is. Seriously. It’s on a level I’ve never seen before for fanfiction. The world building, the characterization, the prose, everything. COMPACFLT has a way of understanding these characters, it makes so much sense and fits so well with canon. I’m just at a loss for words. Genuinely the reason I converted to Icemav supremacy.

When We Get Around to Talking About It 

Goose has been dead for a week and a half when Iceman loses his first wingman in a dogfight with six Soviet MiGs over the Sea of Okhotsk. Goose has been dead for thirty years when Iceman loses his second wingman to a surface-to-air missile on the tail-end of a mission he's responsible for: he's sent his family on a suicide mission to destroy a uranium enrichment facility in Russia's Far East. This is the story of those thirty years in the middle. (Or: Tom Kazansky rises through the ranks while trying to stay a good man. If he ever was one to begin with.)

This was the first story I’ve read from them. And it’s so… I don’t have words.  It’s told from Ice’s perspective, filling the gaps between TG and TG:M with added Icemav and Hangster. In my mind this is canon:D

Debriefing (& Other Stories)

"We can start here, I guess. If we're talking about us," Pete says. "Nineteen-eighty-six. The first thing I thought, when I saw you in that O-club, was: Iceman is off-limits. Capital O, capital L." Despite himself, despite the fear, Tom laughs a little. "Oh, yeah? Why's that?" "Well, first off, we were competition. And yeah, you were attractive, but then you opened your mouth and I swear. You were just an asshole. Goose is trying to introduce you to me and here I am thinking about how much of an asshole you are. Shut up about Cougar, asshole." "It was supposed to be a friendly competition!" "Yeah, right. So that's what I was thinking: he's attractive, clearly doesn't know how to talk to other men, might be into the proposition if I framed it the right way. But he's an asshole, so this competition is just gonna be friendly." Pete pauses. Then he says, "Ice, you wanna get married?" And that's how they start talking about it. (Or: they finally get around to talking about it. Plus a couple extra stories for good luck.)

Sigh and send COMPACFLT a loving look. This Maverick's POV adds so much to the story without being repetitive. COMPACFLT deliberately tells their story like puzzle pieces, and they complete each other—just like Icemav, if you will. 

The Slider oneshot is truly something else. I was so eager for the upload and kept an eye on their account for updates religiously. To flesh out a character that barely has any source material is an incredible skill to have. And the Bradley oneshot… Omg… My favorite characterization of Bradley, period. 

Tremors & Aftershocks

They both come back to their senses and stop openly crying again eventually. The stitches fall out of the thirty-year-old wounds and the scars fade back to skin-color. Life stops being so painfully raw after a couple weeks back home. You get used to miracles the way you get used to anything else. One day at a time. [Or: 40 years of extras, from 1982-2022. Some true love, some heartbreak, some miracles.]

To me, this one has a different feeling from the other two. More focused on Ice and Mav’s relationship as opposed to the whole plotline. It’s tender and bittersweet and feels like being hugged for the first time and then told that you wouldn’t get another hug in thirty years time.  

What impresses me most is that, if you go to COMPACFLT’s Tumblr account, you’ll see the thought they’ve put for these stories are INSANE. They’re so educated on the military and its history and it adds so much to these characters. I’m not American and all my writing for Top Gun will always stem from google searches and other fics. If you’re a nerd like me and like to read about other’s analysis about topics they know nothing about, I suggest you go to their account and have fun.

COMPACFLT, you have captured my soul with your writing. Thank you for your service and I wish you well in life.

AortaArgent @aortaargent

If you’re looking for an author who can write smut like nothing else, go to their profile. Better yet, click here, and scroll down to the threads they made about girl!Mav and get horny real quick. It’s a shortcut to heaven really. (And yes, I’m still upset that they seem to have left the fandom, but I still hold the stories they’ve left behind close to my heart:)) My favorites:

like a shotgun (needs an outcome)

“Ice gave me a handjob when we did this,” he argues. “Oh, that’s what gets you moving? Seeing who comes first?” With that, Slider takes hold of him, wrapping his hand around and keeping his fist steady. “Go on, baby girl. Fuck it like a good little -” He squeezes Slider’s balls a little harder than he’d imagine is necessarily pleasant. For Slider. It's definitely nice for him. “Fuck,” Kerner chokes out, weakly. Ice sounds like he’s trying not to laugh. “I told you he bites.” In which there are multiple realisations, improbable numbers of pilots hanging out in a shared shower, volleyball games and verbal tennis. Yes, it's compulsory to wear your dogtags in the shower - never know when you could need identification. (Only kidding, it's for added fuckability.)

It’s so hot... but believable at the same time. BDSM is just one of those things where you read about it and can tell if the author has experience or is just extremely well-informed. 

Eye to Eye 

“Maybe it’s not just us looking to get a piece of you,” Wolf says. He’s right by Maverick’s head, and a shiver rolls down his shoulders in a sweeping tide at the soft click of each word against his ear. “Maybe we offered. You’re so pretty, Mav. It’s not a hard sell.” His hands twitch with the effort of not reaching up to tear off the blindfold and find out if they’re telling the truth or just winding him up. It’s possible. Occupied, blindfolded, he might not have noticed the door opening. More guys could have been in the showers. Two hands circle his ankles, firm over his boots, and hold him steady. Someone else has his left hand, kneading the tendons down the back of it. Anyone and anything is plausible. A continuation. Finally.

HOT DAMN. That’s all.

AortaArgent portrayed Ice and Mav’s relationship as absolute and secure while having fun with Mav’s dynamic with the other guys. All of their works are mind-boggling and simply amazing!

thecarlysutra @icemankazansky

Need I say more? Carly’s one of the most prominent members of the Top Gun fandom. Actually, I trust any member of the Top Gun Old Guard. With Carly, there’s something about their writing that makes me think of discovering an old box of CDs you used to watch relentlessly, dusty and worn, but the nostalgia rushes back and it’s achingly familiar. You can tell they’ve been writing for Top Gun for so long the characters kind of became their own. And when you click on any fic they wrote, you can fall and trust they’ll catch you. My favorites:

and i promise, you're the locksmith

“Is something going on in your neighborhood?” Maverick asked. “Like … a pest problem or something?” “You could say that,” Ice said. “Like … a coyote or something?” “Suitors,” Ice said. Maverick's attempts to woo Iceman are somewhat complicated by the promise Ice has made: Anyone who wants to marry him must catch his cat, which wears the key to his house around its neck on a silver chain. Inspired by the Tumblr legend.

This one’s so cute!!! Ugh, I’m never going to get tired of reading Icemav fall in love over and over again. 

Dreams of Impact

Maverick's trip in Darkstar takes him further than he ever imagined possible.

Sigh for the second time and send hearts Carly’s way. Basically, Mav gets transported to another universe and weird things happen. I love fics that dabble with the universe, the what-ifs, the what could’ve been. Do you ever have that moment when you make a decision, look back and wonder how life would be if you chose differently? Click on the link and read 🫵

aelibia @topgunreacts

God. aelibia’s just too good. It’s like banger after banger after banger. If you’re looking for an author whose work is a guaranteed good read, click the link and it’ll show you magic. They have Icemav ranging from tender and soft to angsty, portraying all different sorts of love and a way of writing explicit sex that I’ve never found anywhere else. 

I can’t even pick which one’s my favorite because they’re all my favorite. Especially the series they wrote, oh my god. I love them all. However, one that I reread religiously and being giddy over is this:

Wine Dark Sea

Raised by a selkie mother bound to a human man, Ice returns to the human world as a teenager with a singular purpose: to find the source of human strength, and claim it for himself. But after a careless mistake binds him to another human man, Ice is forced to reconsider his most fundamental beliefs: What is the meaning of strength? And what is the cost of freedom?

It’s so silly at times and heartbreaking most of the time. I especially love the later chapters where the evil is defeated and Ice is just being a silly seal while Mav’s being the supportive partner that he is. This fic is the SOLE REASON that my favorite animal is a seal. Thank you for opening my eyes to something that has been so obvious from the start, your majesty aelibia.

I also humbly present these seal drawings because the image of Ice galumphing around a Navy base, complete with wet smacks and people shrieking in horror makes me laugh everyday. That, and the scene where Mav is surrounded by four fat harbor seal pups and reading a story to them. Eleven out of ten. 

This one’s my favorite:}

[ohhiimweird]

Under the Mistletoe

(or the turtles are under the mistletoe with their crush)

CW: none! unless you call both the reader and the turtles being dense idiots as a content warning

Merry Christmas! Happy Hannukah! Happy Qwanza! Happy Holidays!

Donnie:

Leo put it there

We all know it

He's trying to be a good wingman, okay?

Anyways, Donnie is just calculating on how to get out of the situation. He looks like he's standing there with his mouth hanging open

Bro has no idea what's going on for the first time in his life

You give him a quick kiss on the cheek to appease everyone watching you

Donnie quicky snaps into reality and keeps saying he didn't look like a lovesick puppy

He's gotta keep that 'bad boy' image y'know

However, his face is warm the rest of the night

You're both avoiding eye-contact and can't tell whether or not the kiss meant anything

Donnie may be a genius but is stupid with love

Raph:

two words: love stink

you know how he has a fear stink

he has a love stink too

it's everywhere now

his mask is the same shade as the rest of his face now

he's stuttering and saying that you don't have to kiss if you're uncomfortable

you end up kissing his cheek anyway

bro is enchanted

his brother's tease him and Raph tries to act 'mature' about the situation

"I know you put it there, Leo." "Funny prank, guys."

He is twirling his mask tails like a school girl

but now he's stressing on what that kiss meant

Leo:

"Oh, wow. Who put this mistletoe here? Guess we have to kiss."

On the outside, Leo looks like he's teasing you. but he's screaming internally at this very moment

He's the type of person that's flirty but can't take his own medicine

it's funny to watch him stutter after you kiss him on the cheek

lots of 'um' and 'uh'

then he acts like he totally planned for that to happen

his heart is going a mile a minute afterward

he can't stop staring at you in general, your lips in specific

when no one's looking, his hand goes to his cheek

he just can't believe you kissed him

this moment gave him a little more courage to tell you he likes you

Mikey:

Mikey is actually the most calm in terms of being flustered

he's a lot more in tune with his feelings than his older brothers

that doesn't mean he isn't nervous though

His face is still a little red and he was flustered beyond belief

his heart was brimming with excitement

butterflies fluttered in his stomach once you kissed him on the cheek

he felt like squealing and wanting to give you kisses all over your face in return

however, he didn't want to make you uncomfortable

he didn't know whether or not that simple peak on the cheek meant anything

because it meant so much to him

he bragged about being much more 'adult' after the fact

[medlarmeadows]

httyd au but angelstone. rumi is this super strong and skilled dragonrider, riding a brilliantly white nightwing named sunny, while peter is at the bottom of the ranks with his small brown dragon named lizard. everyone adores and looks up to rumi, while peter is ignored and nobody ever wants to partner with him for patrols. he has a tendency to chicken out when facing foes, leaving behind his teammates to face them alone (he never admits its because everybody would say he sucked at the job, never admits that the constant condescension brings down his own belief in himself).

(more under the cut!)

one day, their people face a new war with another clan of dragonriders. when choosing partners, rumi unexpectedly chooses peter. everyone's shocked, some people saying "rumi are you sure? he's deadweight." but rumi stands firm in their decision. when peter asks them why later on, all rumi gives is a cryptic "we were meant to be together, peter sqloint."

flash forward and they're actually such a great duo!!! during fights, peter is tempted to turn tail and flee, but rumi is always there with encouraging words and he's standing his ground (in the air) and continues fighting alongside rumi. everybody around winders how this nobody is suddenly excelling. and despite everything, there are still people who look down on peter, crediting his improvement to rumi alone and never acknowledging the potential peter always had inside him. all it needed was a spark

then comes a huge battle with the leader from the opposing dragonriders. you know that scene in httyd 1 where everyone thinks hiccup dies? yeah THAT. rumi and peter are fighting tooth and nail against the huge dragon that the other leader is riding. rumi gets a lucky shot, tossing the leadee off his dragon. but the enraged dragon retaliates, breathing fire against them. all of a sudden there's a loud "RUMIII", and peter is in front of them. lizard's tail knocks sunny enough to spin both sunny and rumi out of the line of fire. all rumi can do is scream for peter as they see him disappesr behind bright orange flames

rumi was angry. no, they were more than angry. they wanted vengeance. peter, sweet peter. kind and compassionate peter who saw the goodness in the world despite never receiving kindness from it. peter sqloint did not deserve to die. rumi felt a hollowing in their chest, an anguish they didn't think they would've felt months ago had they not fallen in love with peter as they had fought side by side

peter would be avenged

rumi attacks like a wraith, charging with sunny as though they were one being and not two. together, they take down the dragon and make sure that the leader was dead before descending down to the burning remains of the battlefield below to find peter.

they don't see peter first. instead, they see a brown dragon curled in on itself. rumi slowly coaxes lizard to relax, and they see peter. he's unconscious, cuts littering his face and all around his body. his leather armour is torn in several places.

rumi isn't sure he would wake up.

but somehow, he does.

and as life returned to peter, rumi felt life return to themself too. because peter was awake. peter was alive.

there's major celebrations in their island and for once, the people are acknowledging - are celebratin - peter's heroism during the final battle.

and as the celebrations die down, rumi steals peter away from the crowd to speak. and i think you can imagine what happens from then on ;)

also thanatos i guess is one of the stoic other dragonriders they always bump into who develops a soft fondness for them despite coming off as no-nonsense at first. he's the undercover wingman/cupid as somehow he ends up in the middle with both rumi and peter coming to him about their feelings for the other person (thanatos just wants to fight people damnit)

[magicwhiskers29]

So... Prime Season 3, huh?

I guess this is somewhere between an analyss and just general thoughts post. Probably too incoherent to actually be an analysis, but I just finished the season, and I'm going to talk about it.

So for this post? I want to talk about Nine.

Okay, so, yeah, Nine was FANTASTIC. His solo conversations with Sonic were brilliant, and so many of them hit so hard. His taunting of Sonic when Sonic first gets back to New Yoke is so good. Just. Wow.

"Don't you realise the power I have at my fingertips?" I love the delivery of this line. It isn't said as particularly menacing, as a typical villain line -- Nine sounds curious, really. Slightly irritated too, but he's not just raging, because all the time he's been convincing himself he hates Sonic, and that what they had really was just a lie. He wants to believe that so badly, because it justifies this, and what he'll have to do to Sonic.

We see things like Nine getting shocked, maybe even a bit upset, in episode 2 after noticing the citizens he's put in danger. His goal isn't to cause hurt, but he's just not above it. Despite it all, he trusts Sonic too. Trusts that Sonic will just keep everything safe, so he can do what he likes.

Later on, this even goes so far as he trusts that if lets the Shatterverse decay as far as it can go, Sonic will then come back to him, o save it, and give him up willingly. It's extreme, and it's villainous, but it's a gamble reliant on trut, and an understanding of Sonic's good character that isn't quite the same as just the 'You're like this because of guilt' type that he accuses Sonic of before this.

And oh. Oh. I cannot not talk about Nine and Sonic's conversation at the end of episode three...

SONIC: Ever wonder where we'd be if things had gone differently between us?

NINE: Not anymore.

SONIC: ...I do. All the time.

Nine: You had your chance.

Sonic: Right back at you, bud.

I really don't think just a transcript can do this scene justice, because the voice acting (aghghhhhh it's so good) and pauses in this exchange really give it life.

Despite what everyone says about Sonic, I think this scene really demonstrates that he does see Tails and Nine differently. He's clearly thinking of Tails when he asks about things going differently, because he knows a universe where things have gone differently, and Tails is his best friend, Tails his 'Always his wingman'. But it's more than that. He wants a universe where he and Nine are friends too. he says he's missed Tails so much, when he sees him again at the end. Nine can't just be a replacement Tils to him, but he still cares about Nine, because he knows the kind of person Nine could be.

He cared first because of Tails, and now because he believes in Nine. throghout the season, he always does. Even when he ahs to fight him.

And augh, if that "Right back at you, bud" doesn't half hurt... He says it so bitterly.. He admits here, that he wasn't all in the wrong for what happened. He has Nine telling him that he was cruel to him, that he used him, and he has everyone else telling him he was a fool to ever trust Nine, but he wasn't. He didn't listen, and that's what he later apologises for, but he wans't a fool for believeing in someone like Nine, and Nine just as much didn't listen to him. They never talked.

Nine had his chance to explain to Sonic what he really wanted. He didn't take it. this is on both of them.

Seeing Nine get all mad scientist at the slightest thing going wrong was fun, though, on a different note. I think Nine has always really worked because he's just kind of eerie. So much more jaded than Tails, so he often feels just sort of... off. So them leaning into Nine being kind of creepy like that was fun. Whilst still feeling a very Tails-y direction to tke villainy.

Alright, light note over. Sonic himself? Also fantastic.

Nine is right about his guilt, but he's wrong to call it Sonic's only motivation. He wants to save his friends because he cares about them, not just becaus ehe destroyed them accidentally before. But Nine has never felt like he's had anyone to look out for him like that before, so he doesn't get that. But Sonic sees Nine that same way. It's why Nine doesn't believe him when he tells him that. And it's why Nine is so eager to believe Sonic betrayed him, and is a bad guy, because he wants to reduce Sonic down to a guy that's just all about himself because that's easier to picture as the bad guy, easier to picture as the kind of bully he's always been dealing with.

But Sonic isn't that. Sonic is ready all season to die to save the Shatterspace, and that isn't just because of guilt. That isn't just because Shadow beat him around a bit and told him this was his fault. This isn't because he's seen the chaos that he's caused the alternate-universe versions of his friends. And isn't just because Nine told him that, once again, he hadn't listened.

No, Sonic can't fathom him having hurt his friends, and yes, he'd do anything to not do it again, but... He'd have done that before, right? His flaw was that he didn't listen to his friends, and that he didn't rely on them, not that he was ready to leave them behind, or that he wouldn't have given his life for them before. He was careless, but he always had a big heart.

Nine keeps calling him predictable, but he never predicted Sonic's biggest motivation, because he never wanted to consider what it was, because that would mean Sonic actually cared about him, and he would have to care if taking Sonic's energy killed him.

It hurts Nine to do that, in the end. It hurts him to have to potentially kill the only guy who ever did listen to him, and speak up for him. But he does it because, like always, in the end he does believe in Sonic.

Their hug at the end is very sweet. Sonic listens to Nine, and Nine admits that he can care, and does care, to Sonic.

Nine will never be, and would never have ever been, Sonic's best wingman, not like the Green Hill tails, but he could be Sonic's friend, and a very different kind of Right-hand Man.

If the ending was a tease for a season 4, I definitely hope we get a Sonic and Nine reunion in it!

[tastydoge]

For a fix request, i dunno if you've read "WX-78 and Wilson's Romance Extravaganza" by crabbyknight, but in that Walter is Wx's wingman and I absolutely adore the relationship they portrayed. Could you do Walter bonding with Wx? I'd also be equally pleased with Walter bonding with any other person of your choosing since I'd love to see how you characterize the other survivors too!

I actually have read that fic! It's a classic WXson story that I deeply enjoyed. c:

Here you go:

“Woby! There you are,” exclaims Walter, and he crouches in front of a berry bush. Woby pokes her head out from between its branches, trembling and whimpering.

“Aw, girl, it's okay! It's just me,” he says, offering a hand out for her to sniff.

The Hounds had come a day earlier than expected on this fine Autumn morning, and to say that the survivors were unprepared would be an understatement.

Three Varglets and over thirty Hounds had descended upon the camp in mere minutes. Someone had shouted for everyone to scatter, and although Walter was hesitant to leave everyone, Woby had darted into the woods and he’d feel bad leaving her all by herself.

She sniffs his hand tentatively, and relaxes once she realizes it's him.

“You can come out now, see?”

Woby crawls out from the bush and wags her tail sheepishly.

“It's alright, girl,” he says, petting her affectionately. “Everyone gets scared sometimes. Nothing to be ashamed of.”

Walter feels something wet hit his nose. He looks up at the sky to see dark storm clouds swirling above his head.

“Aw, it’s raining. I hope everyone else made it back to the camp,” he says, and puts his hands on his hips. “Well, I guess we'd better head–”

Walter is interrupted by stomping in the distance.

“The Varglet might be coming back! Hide, Woby!”

She quickly skitters back into the bush, and Walter joins her. He’s not scared, but getting caught unaware and unprepared might end poorly.

Walter scans the woods through the leaves. For a few minutes, the stomping comes and goes. A hound shoots past the bush they're hiding in, chasing fruitlessly after a crow that's just slightly faster than it. Eventually, he spots something: instead of a Varglet, he sees WX-78 walking around the forest in a straw hat, angrily muttering to themself.

Walter steps out of the bush and brushes himself off.

“Hey! Over here!" He shouts, waving, and WX-78 turns around to see him. They walk over to him and stand underneath a Birchnut tree before speaking.

“GREETINGS. DID YOU EVER FIND THAT MUTT OF YOURS? I SAW YOU CHASE AFTER IT.”

“Oh yeah! She's right here,” says Walter, gesturing behind him to the still-coweirng Woby.

“She won't come out for some reason, even though she can probably smell that it’s just you.”

“IT IS PROBABLY SCARED OF ME. FOR GOOD REASON,” they say, and then frown at a raindrop hitting their arm.

“UGH. THE ONE TIME I DO NOT PACK AN EYEBRELLA,” they mumble, and shift around uncomfortably.

“Oh! I can help with that,” Walter says, and rummages around in his backpack.

“Where is it..,” he mumbles to himself, dropping a bag of trail mix, a rusted pickaxe, and three logs on the ground.

He sees WX-78’s foot tapping impatiently next to him, and he picks up the pace.

“There!” Walter shouts, and pulls out the bright red umbrella from his bag. He holds it out to WX-78.

“A Pinetree Pioneer is always prepared!” He says, beaming, and WX-78 hastily grabs it from his hands. They don’t open it, though. They’re not even looking at him anymore, actually. They’re looking right past him.

“No need to thank me,” he says cheerily, but they still say nothing.

“What? What is it?”

“ALWAYS PREPARED? I SURE HOPE SO,” they say, and abruptly drop the umbrella in favor of grabbing their spear

Walter turns to look where their gaze lies to find a Varglet not more than a hundred feet away from them. Belatedly, Walter realizes that the stomping from earlier has only gotten closer in few minutes they've been chatting. WX-78 starts to walk towards it, exchanging their straw hat for a football helmet, but Walter jumps in front of them.

“Wait! You can’t go fight it, you’ll get wet! Let me try to make it leave,” Walter says.

WX-78 gives him a skeptical look and brushes past him.

“Please? I’m really good with animals,” he says, putting on his best pleading voice.

WX-78 looks more unimpressed than anything else, really. They stop walking.

“YOUR MEATLING BEGGING DOES NOTHING TO SWAY ME. HOWEVER, IT WILL BE LESS WORK FOR ME IF YOU DISPOSE OF IT, SO FEEL FREE.” WX-78 picks the umbrella back up, opens it, and leans back against the tree they were standing under.

Walter grabs his backpack from where it lies on the ground. He takes a piece of jerky out of the bag. Woby pokes her nose out of the bush to sniff at it, but a loud growl from the Varglet makes her cower back into her spot.

Walter walks towards the Varglet, confident in his survival instincts and his ability to communicate with animals.

“GOOD LUCK. YOU WILL NEED IT,” says WX-78 from behind him.

He walks closer to the Varglet, and stops about twenty feet away from it.

“Hey, boy! Over here!” Walter calls, and the Varglet abruptly turns its head to face him.

Walter hears WX-78 sigh behind him. He chooses to ignore it.

It growls, and Walter approaches it.

“Do you wanna have a treat?” He says, waving the jerky in front of himself.

“THAT IS NOT GOING TO WORK,” WX-78 calls out to him, their words tinted with urgency.

"It will!" He calls back. "Just watch!"

The Varglet throws its head back in a howl, and Walter knows what that means. He only hopes he can sway it in time for it to call off the hounds.. if it can even call them off.

It starts sprinting towards him.

“If you want the jerky, then go get it!” He shouts, throwing the jerky in the opposite direction.

The Varglet pays absolutely no attention to it, and instead lunges directly at Walter with all forty-something of its sharp teeth.

Walter jumps out of the way, but not in time. The Varglet clamps down on his left leg, hard, and drags him backwards. Walter lets out a strangled yell as his leg is enveloped in a blinding white pain. In a split second, he grabs onto the head of the creature as securely as he can.

Hounds have a tendency to tear their prey to shreds by ragging them, he’s observed.

He’s helpless to do anything but hold on to the creature’s gnarled face while it tries to thrash him around.

Walter doesn’t hear the racing footsteps to his left. He doesn’t hear the spear enter the body of the Varglet, but he does feel the beast let go of his leg, and it hurts even more than when it clamped down, somehow. Walter is dropped to the ground abruptly, landing on his bitten leg, and he cries out in agony.

He crawls away from the Varglet, dragging his hurt leg through the mud. He’s unable to comprehend why or how he was able to escape, and all he can think about is getting away.

Somehow, he makes it back to the bush that Woby is hiding in. She sniffs and whimpers at him in a concerned manner, licking at the salty tears trailing down his face.

He pulls his leg in front of himself to look at the wound, and his breath catches on a sob.

There’s a ring of deep, weeping lacerations that range from his upper thigh all the way down to his ankle. The beast’s mouth was the size of his entire leg, after all. He’s thankful that he didn’t lose his leg.

His stomach drops at the thought. If he wasn’t so observant in the past, the thing could’ve ripped him to bits.

Walter looks closer at his blood-covered leg, and he pales after realizing that he can see the meat of his thigh through a particularly nasty cut. He doesn’t have time to think about much else before his eyes roll to the back of his head and he passes out.

Unbeknownst to him, Woby’s furry body cushions his fall.

Some amount of time later, he wakes up propped up against a tree with his leg searing in agony.

“OH. YOU ARE NOT DEAD. THAT’S GOOD,” WX-78 says from beside him.

“What..,” he croaks, rubbing at his eyes. He looks down at his leg, which has been tightly bandaged from ankle to thigh with spider silk, and then up at them.

“YOU SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO ME. A VARGLET IS NOT GOING TO LISTEN TO YOU LIKE A DOG WOULD,” they say, shooting Walter a disappointed look.

“I thought..,” Walter says, looking at the ground. I really blew it, huh? He thinks.

His eyes fill with tears despite himself. All he wanted to do was something nice for WX-78, and he’d ended up causing even more trouble.

“YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER. I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOOD WITH ANIMALS,” they say, and Walter pointedly averts his gaze as the tears threaten to spill. He feels his ears redden in embarrassment.

He’s in no small amount of pain. His leg throbs with every small movement he makes, and his throat is raw from screaming. His head hurts, and shadows flit and dance around in the corners of his vision. Even still, he doesn’t want to cry in front of them.

Of course, life’s not fair. The tears fall, and even though he scrubs at his eyes immediately, WX-78 is quite the observant bot.

“IT IS DEAD. YOU LIVED. WHY ARE YOU CRYING?” They ask, moving slightly closer to him.

“It hurts,” he mumbles.

“IT IS AN INJURY. IT IS GOING TO HURT,” they say.

“I know!” He shouts, and the floodgates open. He starts sobbing. He can’t help it; everything overwhelms him at once. Walter buries his face in his arm, pulling up his right leg and curling in on himself.

He hears them shift uncomfortably to his left. It’s too late to save face, so he might as well tell the truth.

“But it hurts, and it’s my fault that it hurts, and now you’re mad at me and I can’t fix it and- and,” he says, sniffling wetly. “And I just wanted to help you,” Walter says, and goes back to sobbing.

It goes on for a few minutes, but eventually he runs out of energy to cry. He wipes at his nose with one arm and looks up. WX-78 is staring right at him.

“ARE YOU DONE?” they ask, and he nods. He notices that it has stopped raining.

“I AM NOT MAD AT YOU,” they say, “YOU DID THAT IN AN ATTEMPT TO BE OF SERVICE TO ME. IT FAILED HORRIBLY, YES, BUT YOUR INTENTIONS WERE NOBLE. I AM NOT MAD. JUST DISAPPOINTED."

Walter frowns.

“IT IS NOT WHAT I WOULD HAVE DONE, BUT YOU ARE NOT ME. YOU ARE A FLESHLING; THERE IS NO WAY YOU WOULD BE ABLE TO COMPUTE AT MY LEVEL,” they say, and Walter looks off to the side in embarrassment.

"HOWEVER," they say, and he looks up, "IT WAS SMART OF YOU TO HOLD ONTO ITS FACE. YOU ARE THE FIRST TO USE THAT METHOD, AND IT SAVED YOUR LIFE.”

I guess it was pretty smart, huh..

“YOU HAVE POTENTIAL. YOU ALSO HAVE A LOT TO LEARN,” they say.

"Could you teach me?" Walter blurts out, looking them in the eyes. They look taken aback by the statement.

After a pause, they answer. "I WILL TAKE YOU UNDER MY WING IF YOU AGREE TO DO MY BIDDING," they say, and Walter beams. The wording of the statement sounds ominous, sure. But he knows that WX-78's intentions aren't bad; otherwise, they wouldn't still be here right now.

“R-really?” Walter asks.

“YES. WE CAN START TOMORROW. BUT FIRST, WE NEED TO GO BACK TO THE CAMP.”

Tomorrow! He thinks, grinning.

“Right! I know the way back,” he says. He stands up, and winces at the sharp pain radiating throughout his whole leg.

“It’s this way,” he says, turning around in the direction of the camp. It’s south of here, and he can tell by the way the afternoon sun casts a shadow on the trees.

He takes the first step with his hurt leg and nearly falls over. WX-78 catches him by the arm.

“I’m good, I’m good,” he says, and gets his bearings.

It’s going to be a long walk, he thinks.

“ARE YOU SURE YOU KNOW WHERE YOU’RE GOING?” WX-78 asks some time later, as the sun drags itself closer to the horizon.

“A Pinetree Pioneer never gets lost,” Walter says, but there’s no energy behind it. Between the intense start to the day and his leg injury, he’s practically running on fumes.

Woby walks next to him, dragging her feet and seemingly sharing the same sentiment.

His already slow pace has declined significantly since they started the walk, and he knows it. He can’t help it; his leg is killing him, and it's only making the headache searing behind his eyes even worse.

A few minutes later, WX-78 stops walking. Walter stops too, thankful for the break.

“YOU ARE GOING TOO SLOW. CALCULATING MORE EFFICIENT ROUTE,” says WX-78, and without warning, they pick Walter up piggyback-style.

“THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN, SO DO NOT GET USED TO IT,” they say harshly, but take care not to jostle his leg around too much.

They continue walking. It’s not the most comfortable position, but it’s certainly more comfortable than before. Walter continues to give WX-78 directions back to the camp, minus his usual enthusiasm. At some point, his eyes start feeling heavy. They close a few times, and he catches himself nearly falling asleep. At one point or another, his head lolls to the side, and by the time he goes to lift it back up, he is no longer being carried. He lifts his head back up from.. a pillow?

He observes his surroundings. He’s inside of his and Webber’s shared tent, with Woby and Webber sound asleep on either side of him. He doesn’t remember getting here. His leg still hurts, but it seems sleep has done it some good.

He doesn’t remember picking his backpack up after the attack, but it’s somehow sitting next to him. It’s open, he notices, and he finds the bag of trail mix that he’d left on the ground sticking out of it.

Weird, he thinks, too sleepy to comprehend it much further. Walter rests his head back down on the pillow and falls back asleep, distantly looking forward to whatever tomorrow might hold.

[harwood-pmc-official]

SWOONED 😈

(@is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not)

The war was supposed to be over.

They signed a fucking treaty.

But that didn't matter much when Tomas was bleeding out in his arms, did it?

"Hey, stay with me, buddy. I need my wingman." Robert knew his voice wasn't steady. He didn't care. He was scared. Tomas couldn't die, it just couldn't happen.

"MEDIC!" he screamed above the chaos, knowing full well that no one was coming.

"Tailspin..." Tomas tried to speak, but his words trailed off into a wet wheeze. Robert shushed him, smoothing Tomas' hair out of his eyes.

"Shh. Save your strength. Help is on its way." They both knew that it wasn't true, that the medics had bigger problems right then.

By the terms of the treaty, the Capellan forces were supposed to be in full withdrawal from this world. The war was supposed to be over. And yet, in the middle of the night, they'd turned the airbase into hell on earth with every munition imaginable.

"Tailspi-" Robert cut him off, keeping one hand pressed to the bloodied rags pressed against the man's stomach.

"Headcase, buddy. I need you to save your strength for me, okay? I need you to live."

I can't let you die, he didn't say. I don't know what to do without you.

"Tails- no, Robert." Tomas said, drawing his attention immediately. "I'm not gonna make it. We both know it."

No, no, no, no.

"You're going to be just fin-" Tomas cut him off.

"JUST- just shut up and listen, okay?" He struggled the words out. "I need you to know, before I go-" this time, it was Robert's turn to interrupt.

"No. You're going to make it out of here. We're going to get you help, and you can tell me all of this lat-" He didn't even get to finish before Tomas erupted, using what little remained of his strength to smack Robert in the head, as he shouted:

"Goddamnit you pig-headed bastard, I'm trying to say I love you!"

The world seemed to stop, the chaos and the fire and the death slowing to an infinite instant.

At any other time, Robert might have been happy to hear those words. Would have welcomed them. Instead, he got to hear them as the man he loved died from a sucking gut wound.

"You don't have to say it back. I doubt you feel the same-" Robert was furious.

"Don't you dare!" He shouted, hands still gentle despite his anger. "Don't you dare drop that shit on me and die, you asshole!" Robert once again screamed for a medic, feeling his throat go dry and crack, until his voice was little more than a hoarse whisper.

Looking down at Tomas, he saw droplets of water running down the man's face. For a moment, he tried to find the source, until he realized he'd been crying. He let out a long, shaky breath.

"Goddamnit, Tomas," He said. "This wasn't how it was supposed to go." However, Tomas just smiled, sadly.

"No." He said, "I guess it wasn't. Will you hold me, until I go?" Without a second thought, Robert did it, carefully positioning him so that Tomas was in his lap, laying his head on Robert's shoulder, wrapping the man in his arms as he lay dying.

They stayed like that for a long time. Too long, until Tomas' breaths got more and more shallow, and Robert couldn't even feel the ghost of breath on his cheek.

"I love you too." He said to the body of his best friend. "I love you too."

[le-trash-prince]

OF Episode 8 Thoughts

I’m sorry but I cannot deal with Ray. I cannot. I CAN’T DEAL WITH HIM. I could complain about every single thing Ray did this episode but that would take a whole post and it would mostly be me just repeating myself.

Love seeing sad heartbroken Boston drinking alone at the bar while looking at the one picture he and Nick had together. 💖

Boston x Atom is the hookup I would not have predicted a day ago and yet here we are. I support you chasing tail, Atom, but also I wish you knew what you were getting into doing that right in front of Nick’s face and I hope you don’t get murdered.

Also it was HILARIOUS watching Nick try to have a normal conversation with Boston as if he didn’t grossly violate Boston’s privacy on multiple occasions. I love that little guy.

I’m so glad Sand went to the party to be a wingman to his roommate’s stalker situation instead of just “I think I would have a good time at this party” that everyone was afraid about from last week’s preview

I ship Sand x Sand’s Freddie Mercury bi soulmate more than SandRay at this point tho. Like they could have had something but RAY. And you know when the guy is immediately like “I’m not getting involved in this,” that he would have been solid. He would not have messed around. TALK ABOUT A MISSED OPPORTUNITY

I feel bad that Sand keeps trying to set boundaries and create distance between him and Ray and Ray keeps stomping all over those boundaries. Like Sand is trying, I can see that he’s trying, but it’s not enough. I may rant more about this later.

I really liked the scene of Mew at the bookshop, and I liked how his shirt felt like inverse colors of what he’d worn at the shop with Top. I may make a separate post for this if someone else hasn’t already done it.

It hurts seeing Mew revenge era turn into Mew self destruction era, but I guess that’s where revenge gets you 😔

Mew kissing Ray right in front of Top’s sad wet face was nasty as hell (positive)

Top “I don’t care if Mew ends up with me as long as he’s happy” he’s really switched places with Ray at this point

Top showed his simp side big time this episode. I feel his pain tho watching Mew go down this road 😔 But if I were Mew I’d be pissed off if I woke up to find my pants off and my ex cuddling me, and that single action may undo everything Top did to take care of Mew lmfao

I really enjoyed seeing Cheum snap, and I am SO interested in what she said about her and Boston being third wheels to Ray and Mew. We’ve seen them being less than mediocre friends to Ray, and the easy assumption there is that they’re tired of being babysitters. But has Ray’s crush on Mew been the only reason he’s hung around the group for all these years? Have Boston and Cheum spent years feeling like they didn’t really matter to him? I love this thread and I hope we get more of it.

I also really feel for Cheum being upset about her friend group falling to pieces. Like yes, it’s a shitty and imperfect group, but sometimes that’s all you have, and losing it can suck.

On the ep 9 Preview:

I haven’t had a chance to go through the tags yet but I hope other ppl caught on coz WHAT IF DADDY DAN IS THE DADDY IN BOSTON’S PHONE????

This is me asking for a BostonNickDan threesome please just SOMEONE have a threesome

[nagdabbit]

If you're just going to start saying shit with no remorse, then drop the deets on the fabled 12 Rounds 3/Hobbs & Shaw crossover fic. Drop the lore, Daggs

i feel like i have in the past, but i guess ill just do it again, cuz that fucker is never leaving the wip sea

mox plays john shaw in 12 rounds 3. obviously that means he's deckard, hattie and the other one, shaw's shitty little tattle tail american cousin who became a cop instead of going into the family business. they shoulda known it would happen, he always ruined their grifts when he visited on summer vacations

we're pretending the events of fast & furious presents: hobbs & shaw take place before the events of lockdown for reasons. mostly so deck is in town to babysit his traumatized cousin who managed to join the most corrupt precinct in the country and make sure he actually goes to his therapy appointments because he wants to go back and continue being a fucking cop for some reason

because i have One Fucking Brand And I Cant Fucking Not, hobbs opens a coffee shop in his spare time and forces his bothers and cousins to come help out sometimes. i was high at the time, the coffeeshop was fucking inevitable

roman reigns plays luke the rock hobbs' little bother mateo. need i explain further

deck and the rock conspire to get mox shaw and mateo reigns together, while pretending they don't also just wanna fuck each other

hattie is the best wingman

owen shows up sometimes just because i thought it was weird that he just simply didn't exist in fast & furious presents: hobbs & shaw. and also i couldn't remember if he actually canonically died or not. he's a messy bitch, obviously

then mox shaw finally goes back to work, 12 rounds 3: lockdown happens, and at the end he limps off into the sunset flashing cop lights and ends up at said coffeeshop where he continues to be traumatized

and it's all okay for a bit

i lied, i just left a bunch of holes where times passes for a bit

burke the bad guy breaks out of prison or whatever and tried to kill mateo but he's a hobbs so it doesn't work

and mox shaw is like, well shit i guess i actually do have to go into the family business if i want to protect this large dangerous man that i fell in love to bed with even tho he kinda technically protected me but were not gonna think about that rn

the other shaw and the other hobbs eventually also fuck, because of reasons

that's as far as i made it before the gummy wore off. it was like 45k. it's a disaster, i can't even fucking defend its existence

[sage-nebula]

top 5 versions of unbreakable bond?

MY BABY BOYS . . .

1.) I really, really love how they're portrayed in the IDW comics. They banter with each other (e.g. from the very first issue when Sonic is telling Tails to hurry up and Tails gets his "oh ye of little faith" line), they care about each other so much (Tails being worried about Sonic after what happened in Forces, Sonic being worried about Tails post- the crash into Neo Metal Overlord), they tease and work together flawlessly and rely on each other as partners, and Tails helps / protects Sonic on numerous occasions just as Sonic does the same with him. Tails is still Sonic's little brother and Sonic's Big Brother Instinct comes through as a result, but it comes through without it feeling like Tails is being put down or reduced to make Sonic look better. Hell, in #54, Tails was carrying the bulk of the fight due to Sonic's injury! As Sonic himself says during the Angel Island arc, Tails is his wingman. They're partners. And the IDW comics do a very good job of showing that.

2.) All of that said, I grew up on Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog and I'm positive that cartoon was my formative experience for why I love found family, lol. Although Tails is very much being raised by and taken care of by Sonic in this cartoon, it feels very natural because of how little Tails is (he's only four!) and he still gets his days in the sun, too. Sonic and Tails love each other so much in AoStH, and it's so blatant, and I'll always love it for that.

3.) Frontiers!! And other games, but I loooove so much about how they were written and portrayed in Frontiers. Sonic being so worried about the things his little bro is struggling with, but also being so supportive because he wants to help Tails get past his issues in any way that he can. And likewise, Tails being desperate to help Sonic, shelving his own issues until he literally can't anymore because he wants to help Sonic, even if it means he gets stuck in cyberspace forever (see: him trying to dissuade Sonic from fighting the Titan on Chaos Island due to his worry). Sometimes the games can be hit or miss with how they portray the Sonic and Tails dynamic, but they were sooo good in Frontiers and I hope they continue this in later games in the series.

4.) SCU! The movie-verse is obviously a little different since Sonic hasn't raised Tails (and won't be), but their interactions in the second movie are still sooo sweet and good. Sonic tucking Tails in, Tails covering Sonic with his tails, Sonic absolutely losing his fucking shit when Tails is knocked out by G.U.N. . . . mwah, delightful characterization. The "only Sonic the Hedgehog would [blank]" joke got old after awhile, and again, their relationship growth is limited in the movies due to the nuclear family setup, but I still like it for what it is.

5.) . . . Boom, I guess? Haha I haven't seen much of Boom, but I know that the first episode riffed off one of the best episodes of AoStH ("Tails' New Home"), even though they leaned hard into the "sidekick" nonsense, so. I mean you still have Sonic caring deeply for Tails, Tails caring about Sonic, etc. So as far as I know, provided the rest of the Boom episodes were similar, their dynamic in that show was good and I like that, too.

[neurotypical-sonic]

I'm constantly thinking about the big, otherworldly versions of Sonic's friends and Eggman as Sonic is aimlessly and unconsciously floating through the Shatterverse, as well as the lines they say:

Eggman: "One day I'll destroy that hedgehog, and the world will be a brighter place for it, lit by neon." Tails: "As long as I'm around, you'll always have a wingman!" Amy: "The forest is the most beautiful place on earth." Knuckles: "I don't need the details, just tell me who to smash." Rouge: "You may not like the way I do things, but I get things done!" - There doesn't seem to be anything particularly special about these lines, but they do present us the most basic aspects of each character

Amy: "Hey, I may be the one who can bring everyone together, but there's only one hedgehog they'll follow into battle." - Very bittersweet in hindsight knowing Amy's empathy and compassion has been stripped away as a cyborg, as well as Sonic having to learn to bring everyone together

Tails: "I don't need an army when I've got a friend like you, Sonic." - Again, very bittersweet knowing Sonic saved Tails from a lifetime of depression and torment

Eggman: "I will rule the world, and no rodents are going to stop me." - Again, nothing that noteworthy because we know the Chaos Council do end up ruling the world but Sonic and friends will inevitably stop them

Amy: "We'd follow you anywhere, Sonic." - This kinda goes hand-in-hand with a theory of mine that the Shatterspace counterparts aren't separate entities from the main guys, but they're the actual main guys

Tails: "Nothing could break our friendship, Sonic." - EASILY THE MOST WORRISOME LINE

YEAH NO SAME. When I first watched it I kept pausing and rewinding it because it is VERY obviously foreshadowing. I do have many thoughts and theories on it, but I'm so tired rn and can't think enough to type them out sndjdkd. Also prime comes out in what, an hour? I guess we'll find out soon enough!!

[scruffyplayssonic]

Are the ArchieSonic comics actually an 80's/90's syndicated cartoon? Episode 37: Sidekick is kidnapped (part one)

Welcome back to my look at the ArchieSonic comic series, and how it shared a lot of the same story tropes as a typical ‘80s or ‘90s syndicated cartoon! Well, here’s one that happened pretty frequently in the comics: 

Episode 37: Sidekick is kidnapped (part one)

For this one we need to first of all decide who counts as a sidekick. I asked around a little and found most people seem to agree with me that the majority of the Freedom Fighters don’t really count as sidekicks, but Tails does. And while it’s certainly true that Tails has been developing and trying to be a much more independent character ever since Sonic Adventure, it’s also impossible to ignore the many years he’s spent as Sonic’s wingman, little bro, and player 2. We also need to clarify what qualifies as a kidnapping - it's a bit of a muddy subject trying to ditinguish between capture, kidnapping, and imprisonment, so I'm just going to include all of them. But as far as I can remember, the only character who actually got kidnapped and held for ransom was Sally.

Pfffft. Amateurs.

Okay, now that that’s out of the way, let’s have a look at the times Tails got kidnapped, captured, imprisoned, taken hostage, whatever you want to call it. 

Tails’ first kidnappings in ArchieSonic (albeit being brief ones) were in Sonic #4’s story, “Tails’ Little Tail.”

As Sonic had exhausted himself in the book’s first story when he transformed into Super Sonic and fought the Universalamander, this story opened with him taking a nap and Tails deciding to take over hero duties in his absence. He went on a patrol to look out for trouble, completely failing to notice Robotnik and a group of badniks right in front of his nose. A pair of them spotted Tails and decided to use him for target practice, but Tails managed to save himself from them on this occasion.

Full of self confidence from his victory, Tails decided to go take on Robotnik himself but was immediately captured by swatbots.

Fortunately Sonic woke up and saved Tails before he could be roboticised.

Next came Sonic #14, which featured a story I’ve already talked about in a previous post. Tails became a super genius and tried to take out Robotnik by himself but was rescued once again by Sonic.

Following that came Sonic #25, the Sonic CD adaptation. In this story Amy Rose was kidnapped by Robotnik to lure Sonic into a trap, and Sally pointed out how obvious it was in its trap-liness. But Sonic wanted to go in anyway, so he sent Tails to get them some reconnaissance from the skies. Well, you can probably guess how well that went…

Then there was the SonicQuest mini series, which featured the debut of the Death Egg. I’ve mentioned this story before briefly, but not the specifics of how Tails ended up aboard the thing in the first place. After Sally ordered them to bring back a load of rings to try and heal her father with, Sonic and Tails journeyed to a grotto where Sonic had previously found rings and chaos emeralds, and used them to get into a big dumb fight against Knuckles.

…it was glorious. :D 

But this time when Sonic and Tails came to the grotto, they found it had been covered up with a steel dome. Sonic told Tails to stay put and keep an eye on things while he went to contact a nearby Freedom Fighter group for information, but not long after he’d left Robotnik came calling.

Flying high above the grotto in his new Death Egg, he sent down a chute to suck all the rings up out of the grotto. However the swatbot manning the controls also sucked up some of the surrounding area, including Tails.

In this case Tails rescued himself, climbing into the remains of the same swatbot that had dragged him aboard (which Robotnik had destroyed and thrown in the garbage for its incompetence) and using the disguise to infiltrate Robotnik’s control room.

This disguise may have been a little too good though, because Sonic soon came along and tried to kill him. :P 

Tails’ next kidnapping came once again at the hands of Metal Sonic in Sonic #86. I’ve already gone over this one in a previous post, so I won’t go into too much detail. Metal Sonic had used the power of a power gem (I’m still shaking my head at that name) to rebuild himself after being smashed apart by Knuckles, and had gained a personality in the process. Deciding to settle the score with Sonic before going after Knuckles, he kidnapped Tails and tied him up above an active volcano on the brink of erupting.

Sonic did manage to get to Tails before the eruption, but both of them got trapped when a quake broke the ground around them. Metal Sonic, having been shown the true power of friendship by them, sacrificed himself to save the two of them, remaining dormant for a long, long time, until he was rebuilt by Uncle Chuck and renamed Shard. 

This next kidnapping was a weird one. After Knuckles tapped into his dormant chaos powers beyond his ability to control them, his great grandfather Athair called upon Tails for help in Sonic #95 - 97. Knuckles’ response to this was to punch Tails in the face and knock him out.

…well, I guess turning green didn’t change Knuckles that much. :P 

Athair took Tails to his uncle, the magician Merlin Prower, and asked him to summon the Chosen One (aka Tails’ super form, Turbo Tails). That moment was when the bad guy made his move. As I discussed in an earlier post, Mammoth Mogul had previously been defeated when he was trapped inside the Master Emerald back in Sonic #56. He was accidentally freed from his imprisonment in Sonic #79 when Eggman shattered the Master Emerald as part of the Sonic Adventure adaptation.

Free but weakened by his ordeal, Mogul seized the opportunity as Merlin called forth the Chosen One to kidnap Tails and replace him with a doppleganger who was completely ignorant of the fact that he was not the real Tails.

The fake Tails went on to fight Chaos Knuckles and get his butt kicked, causing Merlin and Athair to realise his true nature.

They decided to let him go back to Knothole and continue to believe he was Tails while they tried to locate the true Tails. This was a plot point that seemed to be forgotten by the writers for awhile, as this fake Tails continued to be in stories thinking he was the real Tails for over a year! It was finally addressed 17 issues later in Sonic #114 when the fake Tails started having nightmares about an evil presence in a cave, and went to investigate with Sonic. When they got there they found that Mammoth Mogul had been keeping the true Tails, still in his super form, in a coma and using him as a living battery to recharge his own powers.

The fake Tails was completely stunned by the revelation that he was not real, but he joined Sonic in attacking Mogul, and the two of them combined was enough to break Mogul’s concentration, releasing the real Tails from his shield.

Mogul fled, and the fake Tails faded away into nothingness as the real Tails woke back up.

Maybe the writers thought that Tails had been through enough trauma after Mammoth Mogul used him as a living battery for months, because Tails didn’t get kidnapped again until #165, when Sleuth Dawg held him at gunpoint.

He and Scourge had been sent to get back Rouge the Bat and the warp ring that she had stolen from Dr. Finitevus, after she had sabotaged the missiles that he was planning to use in a terrorist attack. She’d fled to Knothole and asked for asylum, bringing Finitevus’ henchmen to their door.

While Sonic and Scourge fought, Fiona negotiated with Sleuth and he agreed to release Tails in exchange for the stolen warp ring. 

Our final Tails kidnapping came after the reboot, in the “Eggman’s Dozen” arc in Sonic Universe #83. This kidnapping didn’t happen in real time though - it was a flashback to the classic era and in fact to one of the early Sonic video games!

Sonic 2 for the Master System and Game Gear’s story involved Dr Robotnik kidnapping Tails and demanding Sonic bring him the Chaos Emeralds as ransom. We got to see the tail end (pardon the pun) of that game in the comic, with Sonic confronting Dr Eggman in the Crystal Egg Zone’s Egg Storm Chamber. When Sonic beat the doctor’s machine and Eggman fled, he freed Tails to try and prevent Sonic from chasing after him. Something surprising happened after that, but I’ll be getting to that in a later blog post.

So those were all the times I can think of when Tails was a solo kidnapping victim in the ArchieSonic comics. Buuuuuuuuuuuut I guess I should also mention the times when Tails was captured along with other Freedom Fighters, otherwise I’m sure someone will call me out on missing them. xD That’ll be next time though, because good lord, this would be a long post otherwise! Stay tuned!

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Mission Control | Hangman x Reader

You don’t understand why your job title is “Mission Control Director” when there’s absolutely zero ways to direct nor control a mission, especially involving Lieutenant Jake “Hangman” Seresin Word count: 1.7k Warnings: Swearing, dogfight, canon-typical action, mild angst, fluff, attempt at humor

Stretching your neck muscles you groaned at the heavy headset clamped on your head. The crackle of communications gradually contributes to your building headache. Perhaps being a mission controller wasn't the best career choice for you. Yet here you are, five hours in, pacing the mission control room filled with data engineers, tapping away at their computers and radars, providing you with important information to relay to the pilots who are currently in action. The mission should've ended two hours ago, but things are rarely ever smooth in this industry. Rendezvous point has been moved to an even more shady airspace, and there are several hostile aircraft blinking in and out of your radar. You've advised the alpha squadron composed of Hangman, Phoenix and Bob to stay alert. "Alpha squad, we're negotiating a more secure rendezvous point, standby for further instructions." You relay to Hangman who was leading the mission. "Roger that mission control, standing by within international airspace." Hangman's stern and confident voice crackles in.

Maverick himself was in comms with Robinson, the president's callsign, trying to negotiate favorable terms with the insurgents, and to secure the package before it was too late.

Lieutenant Seresin had been aerial beyond the expected hours of the mission's runtime. It was good to be able to survey the airspace ahead of time, but his nerves just wouldn't calm down. And he knows his wingman and WSO feels the tension and the gravity of the mission, having to retrieve information stolen from the national intelligence, and knowing things could get awry anytime given that both their aircraft are equipped with high power projectiles and the technology to go with it. Hangman allows his eyes to drift to the crumpled polaroid photo jammed into a gap on his dashboard just behind the yoke. A photo of you and him. Hangman wouldn't usually allow himself to think too much about you, lest he gets too distracted from the mission. Still, he allows himself a brief moment despite the danger of his field of work, and worrying about how he might not be able to tell you how he truly feels for you. "HANGMAN!!" a pair of agitated voices shatter his misplaced concentration. Phoenix and Bob reports spotting another aircraft, but the radars display nothing. Before the leader could roger that, your voice, alert as ever, responds. "Roger that, Phoenix, we're scanning frequencies for any stealth aircraft. Can Hangman go ahead and get visual on the rouge?" a prolonged radio silence floods the channel which puts everyone at the edge of their seats. Hangman was still trying to get his bearings. "I- I feel like an idiot but should I get visual?" He finally responds. "Affirmative, Hangman." A controlled exhale crackles through the radio. A muscle twitches just above Hangman's eyebrow. "Affirmative I'm an idiot or I'll maintain visual?" "... Both actually." You reply, earning a brief laughter from everyone in the mission control room. "Requesting Hangman and mission control to stop flirting??" Bob radios in after Phoenix audibly sighs, clearly not enjoying the situation of having a possibly hostile aircraft within their radius. "Going low, northeast to get visuals on rogue aircraft." Hangman reports before diving his aircraft low, in search of hostiles. It was too quiet. There wasn't enough information to run through to make an informed guess incase things go wrong. And things always go wrong in missions like these. It was almost funny how your job title is "mission control director" when there is absolutely no way to control or direct missions. "I got at least two hostiles on my tail!" Hangman's distressed voice startles everyone to action. "Bringing them to you Phoenix. Get ready." Just then, three planes break the peaceful cloudscape in front of Phoenix and Bob. The squadron were in a tight spot since they don't know exactly how many they were up against. The fly-and-target duo takes down one, letting it plummet down toward the pacific ocean, while the other continues to pursue Hangman. "Hangman, can you tag the package?" You radio in. "Give me a sec!" Hangman responds immediately. "There's another aircraft incoming!" Phoenix reports. "Beta squad ready when you are, mission control!" Rooster awaits your signal. To bring out the beta squad would signal the opponent to bring out their own backups, and would guarantee an international conflict against whoever you were up against. Robinson had repeatedly emphasized conflict avoidance at the mission brief beforehand, and trusted you, Flight Director Y/n L/n to handle it safely and wisely. "Negative, beta squad, stand down." Rooster swears on the radio. "Damn it, Y/n, they're outnumbered!" "Two rouge aircraft down" Bob reports. That's good news. "We have one missile left." And that's the bad news. "Hangman, report status" You buzz in, clutching your headset to occupy your shaking hands. "I think I got damage, still trying to get a tag on the package." "We're on our way to you" Phoenix chimes in. Within mission control, another stern voice radios to the airstrip. "Beta squad you are NOT clear for takeoff!" But typical Rooster takes off anyway. Fuck. "Hangman, we have a clear shot on rogue" Bob reports, referring to the aircraft currently chasing and shooting at Hangman. "T minus 2 minutes to beta squad rendezvous." Flight control reports. "L/n, did you authorize beta squad?!" The general raises his voice. "Hangman, get a distance before we strike impact!" Phoenix adds. "Negative, I'm trying to get close to the package!" Hangman's aggrieved voice makes you lose focus. His aircraft is damaged,  why does he sound like he's in pain? "We're shooting down the rogue, Hangman, maintain safe impact radius ASAP." You come to a rushed decision to blow up the rogue and the package, than to sacrifice two squadrons. "That's an order." "You realize you just started an international conflict, Director L/n?!" The general slams his fist against the table. Fuck him. Fuck everything. The squadron is now the priority. Jake is now the priority. "Negative, mission control, I'm so close!" Hangman defies. "Damn it Jake I said stand down!" You scream into the audio receiver. A violent crackle cuts you off, and then radio silence. "We have visual on the dogfight, Hangman's plummeting." Phoenix broadcasts. "Safe distance secured. Bomb's away" Bob clicks, and the projectile makes contact, blowing the foreign aircraft to bits. You couldn't bring yourself to care about the latest information presented. "Hangman do you copy?" Your shaky voice echoes through the empty radio frequency. "I don't see him ejecting!" Rooster chirps in, arriving at the scene. Not what you wanted to hear. "Hangman do you copy?!" You repeat, tears beginning to gather at the edges of your eyesight as you stare widely among the monitors in front of you, looking for a sign. Still nothing. "He's still in the cockpit!" Payback spots, arriving just after Rooster. "Jake, please!" You sob into your fist, watching Payback's visuals displaying Hangman losing altitude fast. And just like that, his aircraft roars back to life, blasting itself upwards and gaining optimal altitude. Everyone at mission control leaps out of their seats celebrating. "Package is secure." Hangman radios calmly, as if he didn't just scare the life out of the entire base. "Thank fuck." You whisper, feeling out of breath but relieved. "Get your asses back to base right now." The rest of the mission control assists the squadrons for landing instructions. Another team in black suits, possibly the CIA, check on the tagged package transmitted via secure link. Whatever information it held, the government was willing to give so much for it. Maverick jogs down to give you a hug. You feel yourself leaning into him, almost fainting from the utter shock you just experienced. He knew what you almost lost. He knew what Hangman was to you. The relief of bringing the whole squad back home, bringing Jake back, and just maybe, saving you from getting court martialed, drains the energy from your body. Maverick pulls you into a chair while everyone at mission control leaves to greet the squadron set to land in ten minutes. "y/n, look at me." Maverick grips your cold shaking palms. "You have to tell him how you feel." Doubt crosses your eyes but the legendary pilot notices. "Life is incredibly short, y/n. And we almost lost him today." A sob escapes your throat. "But we didn't. It was all because you made the right calls, and maybe, Hangman needs to know just how you truly feel for him." Before you could respond, an urgent radio message blares throughout the base. "Request landing clearance for Air Force One, Robinson onboard" The radio message rattles everyone on the aircraft carrier base upon hearing that the president himself is arriving. Court martial it is, you guess. Its the least of your worries as Hangman and the squadron gets cleared for landing. Of course, the president gets priority landing. As standard military procedure, all personnel lines up to greet him. The general immediately approaches the president as he disembarks. They constantly glance at your direction. You guess that the general is trying to convince the president that you deserve the worst sanctions. The president beckons you to come closer. The whirring of the engines make it difficult to hear what he was saying but you picked up that he was congratulating you for a job well done, to the horror of the general standing beside him. The president continues to shake your hand, commending you for your decisions, until: "FLIGHT DIRECTOR Y/N L/N!" Your name rings out, interrupting the president of the United States Of America. "JAKE!" You yell back, startling the president, shucking off his handshake in favor of waving back to Jake who was trying to find you through the crowd, jogging down the assembly field. Before you could take another step, he was already picking you up and spinning you around, his equipment sill attached to his flightsuit. The rest of the base cheers at the return of the heroes of the day, but all the noise falls to your deaf ears as Jake Seresin puts you down. He doesn't let you take a breath though, because he kisses you immediately, pouring out all his love and all his cares, filling you, suffocating you. "Jake I think I'm in love with you" You pull away suddenly, remembering what Mav advised you moments ago. "Its about time L/n, now, is it?" His cocky attitude kicks in but you wouldn't have it another way, pulling him by the collar to kiss him again. "Mister President, would you like to head inside?" Maverick offers Robinson, who still has his handshake frozen mid-air. "Might want to reconsider that court martial though," Robinson chuckles to the general. --------- the "affirmative, I'm an idiot" is actually based on a real air traffic control (ATC) conversation.(see here on youtube) Also, fun fact, George W. Bush's secret service callsign was "Tumbler"✨ Tumblrina confirmed Comments, Reblogs, likes, and anons are appreciated! xoxo

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Top Gun: Maverick Sentence Starters

(can be shortened and names/pronouns shortened to suit your needs)

"I don’t like that look, _______."

"He’s the fastest man alive."

"Oh, don’t do it. Don’t do it."

"Put that in your Pentagon budget!"

"...You can’t get a promotion, you won’t retire, and despite your best efforts, you refuse to die ... Why is that?"

"It's one of life's mysteries, sir."

"This isn’t a joke. I asked you a question."

"I’m where I belong, sir."

"The future is coming, and you’re not in it."

"Escort this man off the base. Take him to his quarters. Wait with him while he packs his gear. I want him on the road to North Island within the hour."

"Call came in with impeccable timing, right as I was driving here to ground your ass once and for all."

"It galls me to say it, but… For reasons known only to the Almighty and your guardian angel… You’ve been called back to Top Gun."

"Your kind is headed for extinction."

"Your reputation precedes you."

"Wasn't a compliment."

"Must admit, I wasn’t expecting an invitation back."

"They're called orders, _________."

"Actually, sir, I finished second. Just want to manage expectations."

"No, someone’s not coming back from this."

"We don’t want you to fly it. We want you to teach it."

"You fly for Top Gun, or you don’t fly for the Navy ever again."

"Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me."

"Well, that is a long story."

"Who’d you piss off this time?"

"Are you mad at me?"

"I can never stay mad at you. That’s the problem."

"You must be in a lot of trouble. No way you’d come back here willingly."

"______, trust me, as improbable as it seems right now, somehow you’ll be back in a fighter plane with your tail on fire."

"Don’t give me that look."

"I’m not giving you any look. I swear."

"You look good."

"Much-appreciated, Pops."

"What am I missing?"

“Disrespect a lady, the Navy, or put your cell phone on my bar…”

"This is how I find out you’re stateside?"

"Yeah, I just thought I’d surprise you."

"I guess I surprised you back."

"It’s good to see you."

"How about ringing me up before the evening rush?"

"______, as I live and breathe."

"God, he loved flying with you, ______."

"I’m very good. In fact, I am too good to be true."

"Let’s not do it like this."

"You gonna wash me out?"

"Am I dismissed?"

"Easy, ________. Let’s try not to get fired on the first day."

"Been here the whole time."

"All right, you put us here. How you gonna get yourself out?"

"Breaking the hard deck, insubordination. Are you trying to get kicked out?"

"Talk to me. What the hell was that?"

"He pulled my application to the naval academy. Set me back four years."

"You could learn a thing or two about timing, Captain."

"I just came by to pay off a debt."

"Thank you, Captain. Consider your tab closed."

"You’re supposed to be in the Navy!"

"I don’t sail boats, _______. I land on them."

"Why didn’t you anticipate the turn?You were briefed on the terrain."

"It’s not the plane, sir, it’s the pilot."

"________, that’s enough!"

"How's my wingman?"

"Please, don’t worry about me. What can I do for you?"

"_______, please, don’t ask me to send someone else to die."

"Don’t ask me to send _______. Send me."

"The only reason I’m here is you."

"The Navy needs ______. The kid needs ________. That’s why I fought for you. That’s why you’re still here."

"One last thing. Who’s the better pilot? You or me?"

"This is a nice moment. Let’s not ruin it."

"He will always resent me for what I did. Why should he resent her too?"

"I just… I wish I would’ve done it better."

"This is not our first date."

"Okay. Fine. But this is the last time I go out your window."

"I'm never gonna leave you again."

"You’ll have to find a way back on your own."

"If you lost your wing man up there, you’d keep fighting. You wouldn’t just give up. Those are your pilots. If anything happens to them, you’ll never forgive yourself."

"I don't know what to do."

"Well, I’m going anyway."

"I think the admiral’s asking a rhetorical question, Captain."

"You give ’em hell!"

"Sir? I… I just want to say…"

"We’ll talk. When we get back."

Hey, ______! _____! Hey. You got this."

"Talk to me, dad."

"C'mon, kid. Don't think. Just do."

"________, evade, evade!"

"I can’t shake ’em! They’re on me! They’re on me!"

"Dagger one is hit! I repeat, dagger one is hit!"

"But, sir, ________ is still out there."

"You think I took that missile so you could be down here with me?

You should be back on the carrier by now!"

"I saved your life!"

"I saved your life. That's the whole point.

"What the hell were you even thinking?"

"You told me not to think!"

"Well, it's good to see you."

"It's good to see you, too."

"It's been a minute, huh, ______?"

"Eject, eject, eject!"

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. This is your savior speaking. Please fasten your seat belts, return your tray tables to their locked and upright positions… And prepare for landing."

"I'll see you back on deck."

"Thank you for saving my life."