#Control the rage Sonic!
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kittydoremi · 9 months ago
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Picking out more songs for my Cursed Sonic (Sonic and The Cursed Bracelet) au playlist, and realizing a lot of the night music from Unleashed fits Night Giant Sonic. Probably bc the au takes inspiration from the sonic the werehog lol.
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Things may or may not get dangerous later in the fic... 😬
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shadow-von-vamp · 1 year ago
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i think i really hurt my finger getting mad at this level 😭
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chisungie · 11 months ago
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candiezmanzion · 1 month ago
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metal/neo metal sonic ramble
never not thinking about how robots in idw have text like this
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but neo metal sonic has the same text as all the organic characters
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he also expresses clear emotion just like an organic person would, if not with a bit more robotic logic behind it [save when hes in a blind rage]
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HE EVEN EVILLY LAUGHS AT ONE POINT
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neo metal is proof that metal is VERY MUCH CAPABLE OF EMOTIONS LIKE ANY ORGANIC [if it wasnt already obvious when he's just metal] i think its sooo crazy that IDW shows metal is the most 'human' out of all the eggman robots yet he's arguably treated the worst, not even being able to Speak in his standard form.
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ik sonic is just being his usual dick self here but he kinda has a point in a way. metal almost definitely WANTS to be able to talk and express himself. but he's reduced to his lesser, albeit still very powerful, form.
oh and don't even get me started...
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it's so sad to me how even though he's still very capable of emotion, eggman has literally programmed out any hint of rebelliousness. like sure, it's most likely that even if eggman HADN'T programmed out metal's rebellious streak, he'd still be evil, but this leaves not even a CHANCE for redemption on metal's part.
which makes it even more ironic that sonic says this...
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sonic fails to comprehend that metal literally CANNOT become a better person. eggman literally repeats what neo already told sonic, metal is programmed to kill and to be loyal to eggman. he has NO choice. hes been under eggmans control forever and when he rebelled he was beaten and reprogrammed to never be able to rebel again. metal has basically zero autonomy outside of eggman's orders [which is in great contrast to neo, who seems to be working FOR eggman's wishes, but still very much absorbed in his own power and emotions].
i don't really know what this whole ramble is about. i think while the comics seem to push the message that metal is going to be evil Forever, i also think it would be devastatingly tragic if he didn't get a redemption in the comics. y'all cant set up a horrifying depiction of abuse like this and tell me 'oh yeah and he stayed in that state forever'. i think if another fight happened at one point or another maybe they could TRY to figure out how to program OUT his anti rebellion streak? lol? even WITH that he did hesitate when sonic offered for him to be a good person again.
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he literally hesitated when SONIC. IS THE ONE WHO OFFERED HIM A TRUCE. like he's literally programmed to believe sonic is his copy and he needs to kill him I don't think i can understate how insane it is that metal, despite all his programming and lack of automomy preventing it, for a split second, considered sonics offer.
thats all for tonight. metal sonic deserves the whole world. please reblog or comment your thoughts id love to talk more abt how hes characterized in the idw comics, might talk abt reflections next. bye !
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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 3 months ago
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Cut Deep
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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon/dubcon, violence, bullying, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.
This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: Bad news brings the worst out in Logan. [reader is a mutant who can see emotions]
Characters: Logan Howlett (Wolverine)
Note: since this is my first time writing this character, I'd especially appreciate some extra feedback
As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me.
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“So, me and Scott just wanted to let everyone know we chose a date!” Jean is ecstatic. You can feel her happiness radiating from her. Despite how often you try to block those vibrations out, hers are so strong, you can’t. “And we’ll send out the invitations soon. Be sure to RSVP! And we know you all can make it because it will be right here at the mansion.” 
She beams as Scott drapes his arm around her shoulders. They are such a cute couple. Perfect. Everyone on the team loves them. Well, everyone except for the one person roiling with black clouds of spite. 
You glance over at Logan as he stews by the door. He stands with his burly arms crossed, his biceps straining in his leather jacket. He glares at the happy couple and curls his lip. Everyone also knows that he has a rotten infatuation with Jean, too. You feel bad for him really. 
He catches you staring before you can tear your eyes away. He tilts his head and narrows his eyes. You quickly look away and swallow. You get up and go to Jean and Scott. 
“Congrats, guys,” you smile, “let me know if you need any help with planning.” 
“Thank you. Of course,” Jean smiles as Scott echoes her. 
You make room for another well-wisher and back away, basking in the good energy all around. Well, mostly. You feel Logan steaming still but you refuse to look at him. You know how he gets when he’s upset. You don’t need to be able to see into his mind to know he’s pissed off. 
As the room converges on the happily engaged couple, you opt to leave before the noise can get too much. You’re always a bit more sensitive with the extra effort of trying to block out the sounds that you don’t want to hear. It’s like a buzz on the other side of a wall. If the door cracks open, it will all blast in like a sonic wave. 
You go into the library and reclaim the book you set left carelessly open on a leather armrest. It’s a history of mutants written in the 1700s. A secret tome Professor Xavier collected among his endless search for compatriots, both past and present. 
Some you know from the history taught in schools for non-mutants. Like the queen accused of witchcraft or the countless people executed for the very same. Emperors who’s legacies are chalked up to folktale and superstition over the reality of their beings.  
You sit up as you sense the shift in the air. That greyness seeps in before the door opens. You know who it is already yet you’re surprised to see him enter. Logan scowls as his eyes pinpoint at you. His rage continues to burn hotter and hotter. 
“Oh, hi,” you close the book, “sorry, did you need the library--” 
“I need you to stop tryna poke around in my head,” he growls. 
You flinch as you stand slowly, “I... I don’t do that. Those are the rules. I stay in my own.” 
“I saw you staring,” he accuses. 
“I just looked. I could... feel. That I can’t control,” you explain. “Sorry.” 
“Feel what? Huh? What do you think you know?” 
You clear your throat and shake your head. “Nothing, I don’t know anything.” 
“Damn right, you know shit all, little girl,” he stomps over to you. 
You gulp as you stare back at him. Logan, Wolverine, X-Man. He’s one of the most admired and well-known mutants alive but that’s all you know of him. You’ve seen him hundreds of times in the mansion, but only in passing. He never wanted to talk to you, only Jean. As far as you knew, he didn’t even know you existed. 
“That’s correct,” you agree. 
You peek down at the book in your hand. You should put it back. You sniff but as you go to turn, he rips you back by your upper arm. His grip is steel. You face him and wince as he squeezes enough to make your bones ache. 
“You think I’m what? Some pathetic creature that’s slathering over another guy’s girl?” He barks. 
You shake your head, “nope. No. I wouldn’t... know.” 
“You fucking wouldn’t,” he grits, his fingertips pushing into your tender arm. You let out a squeak. “Me? What about you? Always around. Riding her fucking coat tails. All for what? Cause you can tell when I’m having a bad fucking day. Every day is fucking bad.” 
You stare at him. A vein bulges in his forehead, another in his neck, and he’s slightly red with his fury. You don’t understand why he’s mad at you. Well, people often don’t aim their emotions in the right direction. Often, there’s too much for them to feel and it just spills over.  
Logan’s aura deepens to a thick black. Darker and bolder than anything you’ve ever witnessed. It tendrils around you as you squirm. You clasp onto the book and try to wiggle free as the blood throbs in your arm. 
“Ouch. Please, let me go. I wasn’t meaning to--” 
“You’re never going to be her. You know that? You won’t even be an X-Man. You’re just one of Charles’ pets.” He reaches for the book and rips it from your hand. “He keeps you in your birdcage and you flutter around and read these stupid things.” 
He tosses the book onto the floor and steps closer. You step back and whine. He keeps on until you’re against a shelf. 
“You’ll never be her and I’ll never have her,” he grits out. “So, we’ll compromise.” He grabs your neck and you writhe and whimper. “What do you feel now, huh?” 
A wisp of red tinges the black fog unfurling from his broad shoulders. More anger but something more. Lust. Love is a delicate pink or a pale purple, but lust is a deep and lurid crimson. Mixed with his rage, it is something more. It’s a tainted hue. 
“I can pretend. You should try to do the same.” 
“Please,” you press your hands against his stomach. 
“Don’t try that shit,” he drags his other hand down your arm and puts his knuckles to your side. He lets his claws out just enough to jab you. “You can’t get in my head. Professor made well sure of that.” 
You squeak and shake your head, “I wouldn’t-- Logan, please--” 
“Shut your damn mouth and pull your pants down. I ain’t got all day,” he snarls. 
“What?” You bat your eyes as they glisten. “No, no, what are you--” 
His claws poke you again, easily piercing your shirt and scratching your skin. You lean back into the shelf as you peel your hands away from him. He glowers at you as he releases your neck. He crowds you in as you wait just a moment longer, hoping, wishing he would go. 
You lower your hands cautiously. You drop your gaze, humiliated. You shake as you hook your thumbs under your waistband and push your leggings down. You gulp as your eyes tingle. 
He grabs your shoulder and spins you to face the shelf. You let out an oomph as you catch yourself against the books. He trails up to the back of your neck and pinches. You squeal into a sob. Your disbelief bubbles to horror. You brace the wood as he yanks on your panties. 
“Fucking girl,” he mutters. “Lookin’ at me... what d’ya fucking know?” 
“Logan--” 
“Stop saying my goddamn name.” He shoves your head so it hits a shelf and you groan. Ouch. 
You close your eyes and lean your forehead on the wood. Jean says you need to breathe. Centre yourself. It’s hard when you’re terrified. 
You inhale, taking in his emotion, his anger, even a tinge of that other desire that drives him so slap your ass. He digs in his nails as you babble. You gather the black cloud and blow it out. 
He hisses and recoils as it ripples off of you like fire. He growls and as you go to turn, he sweeps your feet out from under you. You flail as you fall, landing on your elbow so it throbs. You whine and roll onto your stomach. You drag yourself over the floor as he clutches his head and snarls. 
“I told ya not to try anything,” he barks. 
“Please, please, I didn’t do anything.” 
He steps over you and falls to his knees. He straddles you as you claw at the floor, pushing your toes down as you try to escape him. He swats the back of your head so hard your vision blurs. His anger darkness the room and disorients you. 
You’ve never felt anything so intense and you feel everything. Love, joy, pain, grief, confusion... fear. His anger strangles you as he forces your head down to the floor, leaning his weight on his head as he pins you. 
He raises himself on his knees and shifts. You kick out, thrashing your arms. You open and close your hands and clamp shut your eyes. You can do it. Take his anger in-- 
You scream as you’re scalded by the corrupt energy pouring from him. No, it’s too much. You’re not ready. All that training and you’re still weak. 
You murmur at the floor, “no, no, please, no...” 
He traces his hand down your ass and forces his fingers between your thighs. He feels around roughly, scratching your as he flicks along your dry folds. You gulp and heave. Your tears swell in an unstoppable flow. 
You slap your hands on the floor and tense as he prods around, dipping a thick digit into your cunt with a grunt. Your legs distend and you push your toes down. He delves, in, out, deeper, harder, smashing into you. 
He rips his hand away and you whine again. He leans over you, his hand stretching across your skull entirely. You can feel his strength in your neck. He bends, hot breath scalding your scalp with the flames of his wrath. 
You weep as he brings his tip along your flesh and guides it around blindly. He puts more weight onto your head as he stretches you around his tip. You shriek and jut your arm out straight, the edge of the rug curling in your grasp. 
“Help, someone! Help--” 
He grabs your head with both hands and slams it into the floor. The reverberating impact fractures your voice and thoughts. He rams his hips down and impales you around his thick cock. You murmur as spittle leaks from your mouth and tears continue to smear your face. 
He thrusts, holding himself at his limit and well past yours. He grips your skull tighter and tighter with each tilt. He huffs and puffs, growling and groaning as he tears you up from the inside. 
Finally, he releases your head. The metallic shink of his claws cuts through the delirium of physical and mental anguish. The pain in your bones can’t compare to the dagger of his anger piercing through your soul. 
He stabs his claws into the floor on either side of your neck. The adamantium grazes your skin, keeping you still for fear of cutting deeper. You wheeze and go rigid as he rears back and slams down harder and harder. His flesh clasp louder with each cruel descent. 
The black cloud creeps over the floor like heavy fog. It crawls up the walls as a glimmer of red weaves through it. He ruts deeper and deeper, the motion jarring you so that his claws scrape away the skin at your neck. 
He bends over you, curling his shoulders as you feel him tense. He exhales as the blackness covers the ceiling and casts you into shadow. You reach to grasp at his claws, slicing your palms helplessly as you cling on. 
He thrusts until you feel him in your guts. Once, twice, several time with all the hatred he can summon. He growls and trembles as he spills into you, a heat hotter than even his boiling rage.  
Your hands slip from his claws and you spread your bloodied palms on the carpet. You quake in horrified sobs. He buries himself as he lays his entire weight over you limply. He puffs as he dislodged the metal from the floor.  
He hangs his head next to yours and sneers, “it shouldn’t be him, Jean.” 
You hold your breath. You can’t speak or move for fear of reminding him what he’s just done. Or worse, reigniting his assault. 
He groans and slides out, flipping off of you to sit on his ass. He rests his arms on his bent knees and sighs. You watch the black haze dim to a dull grey. He’s still angry but he can contain it. The storm has calmed but it's far from over.
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azazel-the-eldritch · 17 days ago
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I had a thought recently: Silver the Hedgehog has to be one of the strongest characters in Sonic canon in terms of raw power.
It's often shown that he can use his psychokinesis to do some crazy things like fly, levitate, throw energy blasts, sometimes teleport, and any time he manipulate or moves things with his mind, it takes so little effort or energy to do so. Even things as big as buildings don't take much for him. Granted he does need to keep his focus on those things, but never seems to strain himself that much, if at all.
Upon first crossing paths with Sonic, Silver is dog-walking him. As much as we all shit on that boss fight, I'm convinced that's how it actually went in canon. Like yeah, Sonic is fast and knows how to scrap, but getting close to Silver just means getting caught in a psychic field and being yeeted across the arena.
It's implied that he's at least as powerful as Shadow, and seems to be just as naturally attuned to the Chaos Emeralds as Shadow is, evoking Chaos Control in a fit of rage after seeing Shadow do it once . And a lot of the things he can already do naturally are things Sonic and Shadow would need to go Super or use Doom Powers for.
That last bit makes me think about how the Chaos Emeralds, and by extension Master Emerald, are often lauded as "turning thoughts into power". And then you have Silver, who's whole power set revolves around thoughts being his power.
The biggest hints we have to his upper limits are the whole two times he has gone Super in the main series. The first time, he was aiding in fighting a rogue time god across multiple futures, handily throwing all of its attacks back at it. The other time was during the climax of the Metal Virus arc of the IDW comics where Super Silver just... psychically pulls the entirety of the virus out of the planet and its inhabitants, thus curing them, with what seems like minimal effort. He just... did that.
And all this power, all this world bending mental prowess in the form of a teenage rodent who was born in an apocalyptic future who is equal parts kind optimistic bean and seething hair-trigger crashout. And he has anxiety and struggles with self-worth, so there's that.
I love him. He is my son.
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atwas-gaming · 10 days ago
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I've had a scenario in mind for a while now about what it would take for Sonic to finally own up to his feelings about Amy. And I think what it would take is...
Shadow.
Well, just plain jealousy and a fear of losing Amy before he even has her. But Shadow would be the best one to instigate it.
First, some headcanons about how they behave romantically:
Amy's maturing and spreading her wings. She's not moving on from Sonic, not really, but it's possible that she's starting to notice other guys. There's some hints in the Twitter takeovers that she may be developing some small interest in Shadow.
Sonic is clearly interested in Amy, and if you pay attention, he has been for a long time. What he's not interested in is marriage- at least, not yet. And Amy is clearly wifey material- she cooks, she takes care of people, she has a caring nature, she's protective, and she's extremely loyal. She's not someone you can use for a one-night stand, you take all of her or you risk shattering her into pieces. She's Sonic's friend, no matter what else he may feel about her, so he avoids any romantic interaction because he doesn't want to hurt his friend.
Meanwhile, Shadow is... not aro-ace, per se, I don't know what you'd call him. He can see that Amy is attractive, but so is Rouge, and Shadow has no interest in Rouge. He just isn't interested in the physical side of romance.
What I think it would take to get Shadow's attention is something deeper, an emotional or spiritual connection.
So here's the Sonamy/Shadamy love triangle scenario that I came up with:
As Amy ages, she feels her desire for male companionship growing stronger. Sonic takes little notice of it, but it doesn't escape Shadow's attention.
Somehow or other, Shadow and Amy end up alone together, probably on a mission or something. I haven't figured out the exact circumstances, but they're together for quite a while. Amy loves to talk to people and get to know them, and Shadow has a soft spot for her, so she's able to get him to talk to her about things that he's probably never told anyone before. And he knows she won't tell anyone about them, either, so he feels safe telling her.
At some point, Shadow realizes, she's done it. She's broken through his barriers, and at the same time, she's calmed the storm of emotions that he's had swirling inside him for 50-odd years. He hasn't felt such peace since... no, not even then. This is something else. He's never felt this way before, and he doesn't have the words to describe it, but he's fallen head over heels for her.
This is why he never lets his guard down, even around the people he trusts most. Because if he lets them in, even a little bit, he might let them in too far. ("Can you see all of me, walk into my mystery, step inside and hold on for dear life.")
He loses control of himself and kisses Amy.
And when he lets go, he instantly hates himself, he starts throwing his barriers back up, because... she's crying. She's crying because she liked it, and she wants more of it, but she's still so desperately in love with Sonic, and she's starting to think she'll never get it from him, so she'll accept affection from just about any man, and it's not like Shadow's unattractive, and, and, and...
So Shadow's raw and open and hurting, he knew before he said or did anything that he was going down a dangerous path, but talking to Amy felt so good he didn't want to stop. And he wants to erase what just happened like it never did. But now he has to be the one to comfort Amy, because this was his fault, Amy was just being the kind and compassionate person she always was and Shadow was an idiot for letting it get to him and making more of it than what it was and losing control. So he has to keep his barriers down for just a moment longer, just long enough to hold Amy and tell her it's not her fault, until her tears finally stop.
It leaves Shadow burning with rage, and as soon as he can, he forcefully confronts Sonic (I imagine Shadow slamming Sonic against a wall or a tree and shouting in his face 😝) and basically tells him, "Amy needs attention from a man, she wants that man to be you, but if you can't grow up and do what it takes, then I'll be more than glad to take your place."
Which scares Sonic good and proper. It's bad enough to think that he could lose Amy, anyway, but to lose her to that faker??? And it finally makes him go to Amy and (very, very awkwardly) ask her to be his girlfriend. And... I'll let y'all imagine the rest.
As for Shadow... he, quite understandably, becomes somewhat aloof towards both Sonic and Amy for a long time after that.
But Shadow's immortal, right? And there's other Amy's in the world. He doesn't have to be alone forever.
Oh, and as for why Shadow would confront Sonic instead of just taking Amy for himself: because he respects both Amy and, especially, himself far too much to do that. He knows good and well she will never be able to fully commit to anyone else as long as Sonic is still an option. If Shadow was to start dating her, she'd go along with it, but it would become a power play between him and Sonic to try to "win" Amy's affections. Shadow has no issues with fighting Sonic over just about anything, but when it comes to his own feelings, he won't stoop that low, and he's not about to hurt himself by playing such a game. I also don't think he would view Amy as "a prize to be won."
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thatshadowcomic · 6 months ago
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Metal sonic brainrust!!
Maybe it's because I never paid attention to him growing up, but I had a fit of robot rage and had to get this outta my brain.
For context, Metal's code's in the Egg network, so he will be remade over and over and shadow desperately wants to free him, because shadow was in his spot once. Controlled my someone elses greed.
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fatkish · 8 months ago
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Hello, can I request some inner child HCs featuring Gang Orca? Where he saves a kid who has a quirk that makes them appear frightening, like, they turn into a monster when their adrenaline spikes and/or they get emotionally distressed. They were abandoned by parents who couldn't deal with the child's "outbursts", had a panic attack, and turned into the monster form. Heroes are called in to fight what appears to be a villain threatening civilians (actually just a child in a large, frightening body who is struggling to regulate their emotions). Orca realizes what's up and stops other heroes from attacking before he calms the kid down.
Inspired by how I'm haunted by the fact that Orca is on the heroes that look like villains list and is secretly upset that kids find his appearance scary. Let him adopt one with similar struggles who isn't scared of him!
Okay so I’m thinking that the reader would be similar to The Hulk as where the child will unintentionally transform after a certain amount of adrenaline is in their system and I’m thinking they’d be a buffer and more muscular version of RWBY’s Grimm Hound
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Basically it’s got super intelligence and can even grow wings but with Hulk’s strength. That’s the idea.
Gang Orca x Child Reader:
Monstrous transformation
It was a disaster. Carnage and wreckage everywhere. You had been living on the streets since your drunken father kicked you out for being a monster. You had a hard time dealing with your quirk. You knew it was some kind of transformation quirk, but you had yet to fully transform. Until you did. You had been minding your own business walking down an alleyway towards where you had been sleeping. You hadn’t eaten much in the last few days and you hadn’t slept well. All of this was too much for your child brain so you broke down. You had a panic attack.
As you sat clutching at your head you didn’t notice how you seemingly grew and changed. Your bones shifted and realigned, muscles grew and redeveloped, you grew shard claws and fans as you turned into a beast. So caught up in your emotions, you were startled by a passerby who screamed at the sight of you. You then lost it. As something primal decided to act on the rage and pain you felt and built up over the years.
A hulking monstrous bear, wolf, human hybrid thing that looked like it was born from nightmares tore out of the alleyway past the innocent man and into the street where traffic pulled to a stop as people began to scream at the terrifying creature. The creature began to destroy its surroundings and cut cars in half, throwing them everywhere, damaging buildings as it wrecked everything and people scurried away in fright.
Heroes were called in to deal with this supposed villain. Amount the heroes was Gang Orca. As the creature threw heroes out of the way and tore through them it dodged their attacks and took heroes down. It wasn’t until Gang Orca used his sonic attack on the creature that it finally seemed affected and halted as it shook its head. Your head was splitting as the ringing got worse. It managed to snap you out of whatever was happening to you. As you decreased in size and eventually became your normal self, you fainted. Seeing that it was actually a child, Gang Orca quickly realized that what happened was most likely unintentional and was the result of a powerful quirk that got out of control for a child.
He took the child to a hospital where the police informed him about the child’s living condition and situation. When he thought about how everyone was scared of you, even your own father, he decided to take you in. When you wake up you start to panic as you’re in an unfamiliar place. Gang Orca hears this and enters your room and tries to calm you down. Upon seeing the Orca hero the first thought that comes to your mind, comes out of your mouth.
“Can you talk to whales?”
You look up at him with that childish curiosity and wonder. He can’t help but smile seeing that a kid isn’t actually afraid of him for once. He chuckles and pulls a chair up to your bed and sits down at your bedside.
“I don’t think I can, but I’ve never really tried.”
“Do killer whales like you and think you’re one of them? Oh, do you eat seal meat? Are seals scared of you? oh oh, do sharks swim away from you cause they think you’re an Orca? Would a pod of Orcas accept you as one of them? How fast can you swim? Do you like cold water or warm water better? Can you breathe under water like a whale? Who would-“
Gang Orca just laughed a deep belly laugh at your onslaught of questions. He even slapped his knee in delight as he tried to rein in his laughter. He smiled at you as you tilted your head in curiosity, not able to understand what was so funny.
“Alright, I’ll answer your questions one at a time. But after I do that, do you think you we could talk about you a bit and that quirk of yours?”
“Um… sure. But my questions come first okay”
“Okay. Well first, I’ve never met any killer whales but I guess maybe I should. I don’t eat seal meat, I eat normal food like beef and pork and yes, I’d probably assume that seals are afraid of me. I’ve never been close enough to a shark to tell if they’re afraid of me. I think I’d have to find a pod of Orcas to see if they’d accept me but I doubt they would. I can swim pretty fast, at least faster than average. I don’t really have a preference on water temperature but I guess I’d have to say cold. And as for breathing like a whale, I do have a blowhole, whales don’t have gills since they’re not fish so they breathe air like you and me.”
“Wow, you’re so cool”
“Why thank you”
“Can I be as strong as you someday?”
“Well actually, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. How would you feel about coming to live with me and having me help you with that quirk of yours? I’d be your new legal guardian and I’ll take care of you and help you with everything. How’s that sound”
“Does that mean no more sleeping on the ground outside?”
“Yeah, we’ll go and get you a nice soft bed and we can even decorate your room however you want.”
“Can I have glow in the dark stars on the ceiling? And a pet bat?”
“Yes to the stars but I’m afraid bats aren’t the best pets but we can probably talk about some other kind of pet once we get a better understanding of your quirk. You wouldn’t want to accidentally hurt an animal.”
“I guess that’s true. I’m kinda tired. Will you stay here?”
Gang Orca smiled as you yawned and looked at him with tired eyes.
“Yeah, I’ll be here when you wake up”
“Okay, goodnight”
“Goodnight”
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the-fiction-witch · 2 months ago
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Luke Darling
Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Lucerys Velaryon (AGE UP) Couple - Lucerys X Reader (Targaryenisum) Reader - Y/n (Rhaynera's Daughter) Rating - 18+ masturbation/ unknown voyerisum/ edging/ nudity Word Count - 1179 Requested -
can you please write a fic with perv reader x luke? reader is rhaenyra's eldest daughter, she realized luke lust over her so she act to makes him lose control. like she wear revealing drees, she goes in the carriage wearing revealing clothes knowing so her breasts will bounce and caress luke's thigh, very close to his groin. Once luke told her he's anxious for his future marriage to rhaena cause he's inexperienced, so reader propose that he can make practice with her. the fic end with nipple sucking and finger please
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Y/n softly whistled a lilting tune to herself as she meandered through the dark, winding tunnels, a flickering torch clutched firmly in her hand. Her exploration of the ancient and enigmatic Dragonmount at Dragonstone the storied seat of Targaryen power for generations often led her to uncover secrets hidden within its weathered walls. Over the centuries, this majestic castle had birthed a labyrinth of secret passages, forgotten halls, and concealed rooms, many of which had been lost to time, only to be rediscovered again in a twist of fate and then lost once more.
Her inquisitive nature had nudged her into rearranging her bedchambers one early morning, a typical pastime that turned extraordinary when she stumbled upon a heavy, weathered door. What began as an unassuming find led her on an enchanting journey over several nights, revealing a series of remarkable paths that connected her to the heart of the castle. She navigated her way to the bustling kitchens, a room filled with the tantalizing aromas of spiced meats and fresh bread, and the grand painted table hall, where stories of old seemed to hang in the air. She even found an old, seemingly abandoned tower chamber, its dusty corners whispering of past glories long faded.
Now, as she ventured deeper into the inky blackness of the tunnels, the dampness clung to her skin, and the air was thick with the earthy scent of stone and moss. The warm glow of her torch illuminated the jagged edges of black dragon glass embedded in the walls, causing them to shimmer with an otherworldly flicker of purple and green hues. Around her, the howling autumn storm raged outside, the wind lashing rain against the ancient stone towers. Inside the tunnels, however, all was eerily silent, a stark contrast to the tempest above.
Y/n continued to whistle, her breath creating a soft melody that bounced off the arched ceilings and jagged walls. The sound reverberated through the passage, creating a form of sonic mapping that guided her way. Each note rose and fell, allowing her to sense the proximity of the walls, the sharp turns ahead, and even the occasional dip of a low ceiling. She reveled in this practice, almost like a form of echolocation, using her voice to navigate the shadows before the torchlight could reveal what lay just ahead. The tunnels were familiar yet ever-changing, and with each step, Y/n felt a thrilling blend of trepidation and excitement, eager to see what secrets the castle would unveil next.
Y/n found as she walked the sounds of the storm seemed to be getting louder and she knew she was more towards the outer edge of the castle, she saw the light starting to speckle though small holes likely left from the many intricate carvings about the castle where the stone was much thinner or at times with small pin-sized holes.
But a sound caught her attention as she walked. “Y/n…”
She perked up assuming she had been spotted somehow, and froze in place making sure no one was around her,
“Y/n…” she heard again,
Slowly she kept moving finding a much larger source of light, an old metal grate between this tunnel and the chamber beyond, half of it was obscured by woven tapestry.
“Please…please… Y/n!”
She peaked though enthusiastic to find the source of the calls, and … well she certainly didn’t expect it to be this.
Beyond the iron grate lay a dimly lit room, the air thick with the scent of burning wood from the fireplace, its orange flames dancing in flickering shadows across the stone walls. The only other sources of light were a few sparse candles, their waxen bodies melting unevenly as they fought against the oppressive darkness that enveloped the night outside. The windows were securely fastened, and the balcony doors were tightly bolted, barricaded against the howling winds and torrential rain that battered the house.
Inside this bedchamber, the atmosphere was heavy with an air of intimacy and secrecy. A large four-poster bed, draped with rich, dark fabric, stood prominently on a slightly elevated platform, its intricate carvings reflecting the flickering light. Above the rumpled sheets lay a figure, partially obscured by the delicate folds of the bedding. The room, despite its eerie ambiance, held a sense of warmth, as though it were protecting its occupant from the storm that raged just beyond its walls.
“Lucerys…” Y/n whispered,
“Uhhh… Y/n.” Lucerys whined as he laid on his bed above the covers, his body shifting and squirming in the bed, his hair clumped together with sweat, his head thrown back against the bed, his fingers gripped his sheets tightly. He wore his dark red cotton shirt with the sleeves down to his wrists, the laces untied at his neck, and his black breeches pulled down to his ankles. His pale cock stood tall towards his ceiling.
Y/n gasped and looked away, not in the most of rushes to see her brother so exposed.
“Y/n… y/n…” He whined lustfully squeezing his eyes shut tightly,
She couldn’t help her curiosity and looked back, watching as Lucerys squirmed so desperately.
His cock stood tall and slightly throbbing, the veins across his shaft prominent and red, his skin pulled back tightly, and his head swollen and glistening from precum. Every so often he would bring his hand to himself rubbing and stroking himself getting faster and faster letting moans fall freely from his lips. But as soon as his hips began to buck up and precum spilt he’d force his hand from himself gripping the sheets as he lustfully whined and whimpered.
Y/n watched Lucerys do this a solid four times before it clicked what he was doing,
He was edging himself to the thought of her during the storm, using the loud rain and thunder to hide his loud whines and moans as he pleased himself but denied himself release.
Y/n wondered how long he’d been doing it, as the rain had begun late yesterday afternoon, and by the looks of him, he was beyond desperate almost being brought to tears as he once more denied himself his release. He could have been at it for hours, she felt rather bad for him but he was doing it to himself she supposed.
“Y/n… Y/n… uhh…uhhh… Ughhh!” He groaned his hips bucking up hard having to immediately rip his hand off himself and bite down on the fabric of his shirt revealing his bare stomach, he couldn’t resist grabbing himself and pumping hard and fast but it only took a few short bursts of movement before he came. “Ughhhh! Y/n! Y/n! Yes! Yes!” He screamed out in pleasure, letting out long and animalistic moans as his mouth opened wide and his head thrown back, his cock sputtered and spat out load after load of sticky seed across his stomach and bed. Leaving him as an exhausted, sweaty and seed-covered mess. “Fuck… ohh fuck…” He groaned in his pleasure-flooded space.
Y/n chuckled to herself a little and found herself flooded with a thousand ideas to torment and humiliate her brother. So she began her walk back to her chambers to begin her plans. 
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sharpedgedfool · 1 year ago
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Might post some of these separate without the bells and whistles so people can see them properly haha, extra lore under the cut!
Omega's my favourite outta the bunch here, he's made outta barrels and cannons, I gave him a life ring, some old Viking shields and his 'omega' symbol is an old horseshoe. Robots in this world are more ghosts possessing metal bodies? So Eggman's been creating a small army of undead pirates to do his bidding. Omega was a barbarian type, filled with too much rage to listen to a 'Captain' so he nearly blew up the ship before falling overboard, being dredged up by Hope later.
Hope has a sort of (slightly one-sided) rivalry with Eggman here, technology's scarce here so his automated canons are quite formidable and Hope's determined to catch up to his level. She's from a noble family and quite educated, but she's inexperienced with being on water - she's got terrible sea legs.
Hope fixed Omega up, and she reverse-engineered him to create Belle. Hope and Omega are both quite headstrong, but Belle prefers to avoid violence, her ghost wasn't a fighter at all. She's a hard worker on a ship though - and almost always the voice of reason between them all.
Rouge is a Pirate without a crew normally, she's sort of fallen into this one by circumstance and while she'll probably go off on her own later she's warming up to these guys more than she thought she would. She's a self proclaimed 'Queen' wearing a stolen crown and a ton of mis-matched jewellery and textiles from all over. She doesn't have her own ship, instead she sneaks aboard other ships and swipes their valuables before hopping onto another (although some crews swear they've woken up to find their whole boat missing from the harbour). She has a hide-out in some dangerous cliffs that's too narrow for ships, but she can fly right through. Her dream is to bring all the seven hearts-of-the-seas brought together in one place, Shadow seems to be her key in doing so.
Shadow's the big doozy here so bare with me lmao. Shadow used to be a pawn of "D'thuluh" (Doom = C'thulhu and Chaos = Leviathan). He was like a scout of sorts, sent before him to pave the way for Doom to enter the world, but Shadow turned on him and sided with Chaos. He's now working as Chaos's servant instead, so he has a particular control over the water. He's an urban legend of sorts, called the 'Shadow Captain' because they see his shadow moving beneath the waves.
Him and Sonic have clashed a few times (Shadow representing both water and lighting, and Sonic representing the wind) so they create quite the storm when they finally work together.
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sci-twi · 4 months ago
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So my partner and I created some fan-parents for Sonic. He has a dad and a parent. Sonic was created lab-baby style and thus some dormant genetics regarding his brighter color and eyes came through. He was also born with female characteristics. They were not expecting him to have super-speed either as neither of them possess such abilities.
More under the cut.
His father, Dwight, has lightning powers that he will later display and unlock via Frontiers. Ja’ni, his parent, can control and create ether which is the substance through which all life and matter exist and it comes through as star and space-like abilities which lends to Sonic’s future fascination with stars, space, and similar.
Dwight has always been a very cutthroat man, ever since his parents were murdered by GUN-like wannabes for simply being super-powered Mobians- something that the humans never were fond of.
However, his resentment and rage goes unchecked and starts to bleed into how he intends to raise Sonic. He reveals plans to Ja’ni about growing the child into being a sort of super-soldier and leading a resistance against the humans. He wishes for Sonic to be his legacy and to assist him in carrying out his plans to wipe humanity off the face of Mobius and take back their planet. He wants to protect Sonic and his family.
Ja’ni only wishes for Sonic to be a kid and not have to worry about starting a war that he never chose to be a part of. After trying to change Dwight’s mind and failing countless of times, Ja’ni makes a difficult decision.
In the dead of night, Ja’ni ends up stealing Sonic away, traveling across several dimensions, and surrendering him to a group of owls, one of which is Longclaw, to be raised into a happy life away from the hardships and conditioning he would have faced. In this dimension, Longclaw is not killed.
Ja’ni sticks around in the dimension, but takes care to never interfere with Sonic’s life, only keeping tabs on him to make sure he’s… alive. And Sonic seems all the better for it. He’s made a lot of friends, is a world-renowned hero, plus, he’s trans, so that’s cool! Good for him!
But there may come a day where they are all reunited. Especially, when a certain father discovers the dimension where his son has been taken to. However, things are not quite as they were before and that has its own unique challenges.
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glitchedcosmos · 4 months ago
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I think SCU shadow should project the trope of “ I have every reason to hate the world and watch it burn, I don’t choose to hate, the world has given me no other option, I rage because the world deserves it” . While sonic carries out the trope of “ I will choose to love, the world is full of choices, and results we can’t always control, and every time, I will choose to love.” I think they should be so deeply committed to their views on the world , right up until they meet, and suddenly their views on the world are thrown out of whack, they’re scared , they’re confused, they’re trying to carry out their missions and heroic duties while struggling to understand the other, they can’t instantly comprehend how the others view has stayed the way it is. And that level of fear and frustration gets stronger every time they interact, or battle. And they remain in that trope for most of the movie, slowly getting to the point where they either understand the others point of view, or they just give up on trying to make the other understand at all.
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yanderes-galore · 1 year ago
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Yandere Platonic Shadow the hedgehog(Boom) with reader being controlled by Lyric
I'm not familiar with Sonic Boom, but I watched cutscenes from Rise of Lyric and Shattered Crystal so hopefully that'll do?
Yandere! Platonic! Boom! Shadow with Darling controlled by Lyric
Pairing: Platonic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Violence, Overprotective behavior, Murder, Blood, Dubious companionship.
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Well, if Shadow was mad when he found out Lyric was controlling him... he'd be even more mad if you were under his control too.
Boom! Shadow is probably the most aggressive version of Shadow I've seen.
He's blunt, aggressive, uncaring, and arrogant.
He disposes of anyone who gets in his way.
He's selfish and out of ant of the Boom characters, he may be the most likely to kill.
He lacks a general interest in anything and often acts calm when not pursuing a goal.
Shadow is independent and sees friendship as a weakness...
Despite this Shadow and you have managed to form something similar to a friendship with each other.
You allow him to do his own thing and he has soft spot towards you.
Shadow has also been shown to be vengeful.
He hates that Lyric controlled him and focuses on getting revenge for it.
That makes him bad enough.
But when he sees that very same mind control device on you?
Team Sonic notes that it looks like something snaps in Shadow when he sees such a thing.
Shadow always tries to downplay your friendship to others.
He feels he's superior to you like he is with Sonic, he doesn't care about friendship.
Yet he blows off such a facade the moment he sees you in such a state.
He wastes no time breaking off the device from your head and smashing and robots that come near you.
It's like there's a feral anger in his eyes when he walks away from the rubble.
You're stunned and surprised when Shadow stands over you.
He checks to see if anyone is looking before helping you up.
"Lyric did this to you, didn't he?"
You don't even need to answer, he already knows.
Shadow may not be the most caring character but he does check in on you.
He now has another reason to get revenge on Lyric.
Although before he leaves, he unexpectedly pulls you into a hug.
He's shaking in what you assume to be anger... yet it's also relief.
He's happy you're no longer controlled.
Shadow would hide you somewhere you can't be hurt before heading off to take on Lyric.
You can imagine that after you being hurt, not just Shadow, Lyric is in for a wild time.
I have a feeling Shadow isn't going to settle for just throwing the snake out of an airlock.
He plans to beat him to a pulp... he wants to stain his gloves in the blood of that snake...
He wants him dead.
Sonic may try to stop him, but Shadow pushes him aside.
No... Lyric will pay.
He will pay with his life.
By the time Shadow comes back, who knows what state he's in?
Maybe he comes back covered in blood?
You don't know if you want to ask what happened or not.
Does it make it any better when he tells you he took care of the issue for you?
His quills are covered in the stuff... his gloves are too...
His eyes... they stare into you with a cooling rage and... adoration.
"You're safe now."
His grin is smug... he's satisfied with what he's done.
You stare at him terrified.
"He can't hurt you anymore... you're lucky to have someone like me, aren't you?"
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strawberri-salt-watr · 23 days ago
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Ms. Rose~💔🌹
This a AU I have for Amy and I'm going to try my best to explain it hehe
So Amy has been felling different lately. She doesn't know why but she would have random fits of rage and she felt as if her strength has increased. This is very triggering for Amy, since the last time she felt this way, she broke a child's arm in the orphanage she ran away from. Amy is known for being very emotional, so of course everyone is being a little weary. Amy feels horrible, she remembers the days of crying in a time out chair and being seperated from the other children for her strength and clingyness. Eggman uses this to his advantage. Amy is currently at her lowest and he knows that she is a huge weak spot for Team Sonic, due to the fact that she is the loveable Amy Rose. He captures Amy, and injects her with nanobots to control her. Her memories are twisted onto their heads and torture her. Amy is now Ms. Rose, and with robotic roots and her hammer she defeats anything that gets in her way. At first she seems calm and clever and Eggman can manipulate her into beating up her friends. But slowly Amy's composer becomes less stable. She becomes very attached to Metal Sonic and is slowly losing her mind. Flashes of her past are tearing her brain apart, and she doesn't know who to fully trust anymore. Thank u for reading :3!!
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cartoonartistpng · 1 year ago
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Dadphiles Master Post
Dadphiles is a Sonic AU that diverges from the Solaris fight in Sonic 06, wherein Mephiles separates from Iblis at the last moment. In his haste, he accidentally pulls a de-aged Sonic, Shadow, and Silver all to the past with him. Now Mephiles must watch over them as they grow up if he wishes to enact his revenge… He just wasn’t expecting them to call him “Dad”.
All posts can be found under the #Dadphiles AU tag.
Details below + Links:
This post will be updated as time goes on. New additions will be marked as (✨New!✨). Last update: (August 11, 2024)
Character Sheets
Sonic | Shadow | Silver | Mephiles
Height Chart (See above)
AU Lore
Mephiles/Iblis/Solaris breakdown (Art): Mephiles the Mind, Iblis the Heart
The Trinity Gods of Mobius: Gaia who provides the Earth, the Master Emerald who provides life, and Solaris who provides the sun.
Mephiles' Crystals: Pieces of his power, they allow Mephiles to reach Sonic, Shadow, and Silver across time and space even with his weakened state.
The Void: A place between time, like a pocket dimension, made by Mephiles' power. It allows him to protect the children without interfering with the rest of their respective points in time. It's a place of absolute darkness and when the children enter or leave, it is in a brief plume of dark smoke.
Due to Mephiles not having the full power of Solaris (something Iblis possesses but does not have the mental capacity to use), Mephiles does not know which threats to the SSS happened in the original timeline or if they're genuine threats. Therefore, he pulls them into the Void whenever they're in danger.
Animatics
Was it all a dream? (Post-Separation) - Tumblr
The sun is not a mortal's to control. (Sonic Forces) - Tumblr
(✨New!✨) Rage of a God (Sonic Forces) - Youtube
(✨New!✨) "Eat sh✩t and die" (Present Day) - Tumblr
Fanfics (Ao3)
And the Void was Silent - Ch 1/1
Comics
(✨New!✨) The Beginning - [Note: Pseudo-Canon]
(✨New!✨) Would you still Love me? (Present Day)
Timeline
Canon Divergence from Sonic 06 Final Battle >> (✨New!✨) The Beginning - Immediately after escaping the final blow, Mephiles finds he dragged three hoglets with him. (Mini Comic) [Note: Pseudo-Canon] >> And the Void was Silent - Mephiles' POV while raising Sonic, Shadow, and Silver. (Fic - Complete)
AU-Altered Sonic CD >> The Incident - Sonic, Shadow, and Silver are abruptly returned to their times, marking this the last time they see one another for years. Mephiles falls into a hibernation while the children are left lost wondering what happened.
Was it all a dream? (Animatic)
AU-Altered Sonic Adventure 2
AU-Altered Sonic Heroes
AU-Altered Shadow the Hedgehog
AU-Altered Sonic 06 >> "Destroy the seal of Iblis..." (Mini-Comic)
AU-Altered Sonic Forces >> The sun is not a mortal's to control. (Animatic) >> (✨New!✨) Rage of a God (Animation)
Present Day >> (✨New!✨) "Eat sh✩t and die" (Animation) - Mephiles, Vanilla, Vector >> (✨New!✨) Would you still love me? ( Comic) - Mephiles, Shadow, Silver, Sonic
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Bonus art and answered Asks can be found under the #Dadphiles AU tag.
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