#Nop the hedgehog

[chalkrevelations]

Note to self, re: age-regression AU

NOP

Nop saw the hedgehog funeral. Vegas might have told them to stand down, but that didn’t mean Nop wasn’t keeping an eye on everything - even if he’d been ordered not to act.

That means when it happens again, he’s the only person on earth to have the knowledge that it’s happened before - and to remember it.

[pothosrays]

Have you ever had pet birds?

nop.. the only animals ive ever cared for or had as pets were cats a dog a hedgehog and a squirrel

[placetneplacet]

I’m sad to report that not only was there no reaction to the torture scene, there was also no mention of our dear Nop the hedgehog…

[placetneplacet]

@tradebabybluetomorrows thank you again for my meme!

[holdmyhopeinyourhands]

Sonic looked terrifying and I think am mentally scared forever like damn 

[hastalahamon]

ok, no

NO

I CAN EXCUSE THE TORTURE BUT

I DRAW THE LINE AT NOP THE HEDGEHOG

[sinistergooseberries]

Ok but what do you call Vegas' hedgehog I call him Panagiotis.

i call him hernando. but she is also esmeralda. some call him nop and others call him spikes. they have many names, and just as many people have fallen for their grumpy charm. but we will never know, whether its hernando, or esmeralda. they are omniscient, omnipresent.

[placetneplacet]

Y’all his name is Nop and Vegas is going to train him to call Vegas when Pete needs something.

people here talking about plot holes and making in depth analysis and i'm just like

does the hedgehog have a name? does vegas have a little folder in his computer full of pictures of his cute little hedgehog? i need to know more about the sex dungeon hedgehog

[loudlypanickinginvenezolano]

Care for you. (Sneak, Sneak.)

Sonic has a bad day. A real bad, and rough day, that lefts him drained and tired in ways he feels are dangerous...

Shadow cant have that, now can he?

Now its a question of wherever Sonic will left him help ride this out, or not...

Soon on AO3!

You can read it under the cut though!

If you squint hard enough you can see some references to depression and/or panic attacks. If I missed something I should have known to tag, please, let me know.

Silence. Solicitude. Calmness. It wasn’t often that Sonic felt such a hard craving for them. That he felt almost a need, such a need so strong it was pretty much breathing down on his neck, and weighing down on his back.

Sonic was tired.

He was oh so tired, so weary to a soul-deep level he tried to not feel so commonly. He really couldn’t afford it, after all, and yet today… today was rough, to call it something.

Battling since early, public appearance all around the place, people screaming, calling his name, cameras being shoved into his face and all… he was used to it, it was…okay, of sorts.

What wasn’t okay was trying to manipulate him. What wasn’t right was using his name to pull people into things that really weren’tokay. What wasn’t right was getting his ears pulled or his body touched or grabbed just because they wanted a rise out of him. To invade his personal space like he didn’t have any kind of right over it anymore. Like it didn’t exist anymore.

What wasn’t right were the set up cameras always waiting for him to mess up.

Always.

The noise.

The fakeness of it all.

The sickening heat.

The hurt on his body.

The ache of his legs.

The pain on his neck and back.

The smoke filling up his nostrils.

The unsavory questions.

The objectifying looks.

It was too much, sometimes.

He ran, and ran, and ran. It felt like ages. It felt like a torture, like if everything was trying to claw out his body and just step on his heart.

His breath was shallow, hitched. His body was sweating, and shivering with an unknown force.

Sonic was tired.

he collapsed on his knees, and then on the soft moss covered ground with barely a sound, gasping with all of his might and trying to get back the feeling on his sore body.

He wasn’t even sure about how much time did he spent like that…he only came to himself when he felt someone approaching, and he had to change his sprawling figure a little, already searching into himself for the last bid of energy into his being so he could flash a smile and wave off any concern or rude question he knew may be on his way.

When he opened his eyes, startled red ones were everything he saw.

It was enough of a shock to had him of all persons spluttering rather unflattering in front of his boyfriend, who fell back on his bottom and was rubbing his eye with his fist, grimacing.

“I am not quite fond of the water plays, hedgehog. Try to keep them to yourself?” he gritted, a disgusted expression clear on his face.

Casual.

“What are you doin-How did you find me?!” Sonic squeaked, blinking furiously and trying to stand on his still jelly like legs. That was, of course, a failure.

Shadow just frowned at him, lifting the basket he held on his hand right on his eye level, half full with things Sonic couldn’t really name, and gesturing at it with this free hand.

Oh.

In Sonic´s defense he… well. He didn’t notice it, honestly, and how was that possible was a serious question he won’t dwell on.

He totally wouldn’t think about what could have happened had it been something AND someone different. Nop.

Not today!

“I was picking up things for dinner and tomorrow breakfast, as I always do, hedgehog. Always. Do. Shouldn’t you know that by now?”

“Yeah but you don’t… you usually don’t… just how late is it?”

Shadow´s frown deepened. “have you hit your head?”

“Aw, C´mon it’s a valid question! I… I…Don’t know for sure, but it is not why I- You were searching for me?” he changed the subject to what was, for him, a more pressing matter, doing the effort on sitting up even if all his body screamed at him to not do, to just lay there.

“Should I have?” Shadow tilted his head, some curiosity on his eyes as he didn’t bother in hide how his eyes trailed down Sonic´s body, searchingly, before looking back at his eyes, arching his eye ridge. “Something I should know?”

“No.” The word was out of his mouth before he ever really thought about it, a small shake that was everything his head could manage at the moment. “There…there really is not, babe. Nothing to worry your pretty head about, kay?” Shifting his weight, he reached out a hand, not minding a bit the slow spreading pain on his upper muscles, actually, it was the last thing on his mind right now. How could he stop to think about the annoying sensation when all of his focus was on the hybrid in front of him, a tender smile in those lips he adored so much as Shadow rubbed his cheek against his palm, letting him cradle his face with no complain. Damn.

He loved Shadow´s smiles.

“Up?”

“Whatever you wish.” Shadow´s hand came up as well, holding his still just so he could twist a bit and left a little kiss on his palm and then his knuckles, not paying mind to Sonic´s blush or the little burns or scratches littered on his skin. He didn’t comment, and didn’t ask neither.

Sonic thought he loved him a little bit more than before.

With barely a move, now the both of them were standing, Shadow´s arm finding its way around Sonic´s body, steadying him while holding him close, as finally, the hedgehog was able to plant a kiss on his forehead. “Sorry, I pulled you too hard.”

“…No biggie.”

Thing was…He didn’t. it was him the one at fault. The one that needed a second to find his right footing even now, as he felt his boyfriend kiss his cheekbone, and then his cheek. They just waited, for what? Shadow wasn’t sure, and he didn’t think Sonic knew it, neither, but they did, just breathing in, holding each other as the azure leaned more and more on him...until suddenly they weren’t, each taking a step back in synchrony.

Sonic stretched, glaze on the far away trees.

Shadow crouched, setting his basket in the ground so he could pick up the ingredients that fell off.

A peach bared hand was firmly perched on a dark shoulder, though, and a gloved one rested on top of it, quietly.

Neither talked for a while, content just as they were. Comfortable.

It really wasn’t something to scoff at in their life styles.

However, the sun was starting to go down, and the skies were darkening with quite the speed, suspicious raising in Shadow´s stomach as he eyed the gloomy clouds he could see.

They needed to move.

Straightening up once more, Shadow took Sonic´s hand off his shoulder, holding it to his lips so a small tender kiss could be laid on the [Wounded. Sonic is wounded.] appendage, softly lowering it and letting it go, despite his lover´s pout and confusion.

A small flicker towards the rain clouds ahead of them, and Sonic eyes cleared slightly in understanding. Good.

He started to walk away, calm, slowly, studying the plush greenery around him with scientific dedication, stopping from time to time to sniff at a few, or rub a single leaf between his fingers, sometimes taking a few and setting in inside his basket, sometimes taking the time to scribble down a few words after looking around.

If Sonic noticed or doubted his slow pace, he didn’t say something, focused in the ground at his feet, making sure the rain was still far, and trying to keep up with the ebony steps.

If he noticed Shadow´s lingering glances, he ignored them.

Shadow was okay with silence.

“I take it I was close to the house, then?”

But…maybe Sonic was not. Part of him was growing restless, and he kind of half hoped his boyfriend would suddenly propose to Chaos control away.

Usually he would say no. He knew that. even when tired, or slightly wounded.

Running, even walking, always gave him a rush. Life.

He was so tired though. He almost didn’t want to think of it at all…

“You would be quite right, dear.” A silence. Ruby eyes snapped to his left, getting lost in the deep mess of foliage. His words were also lost, apparently. Sonic could almost see the gears on his brain working overtime. “I take it you weren’t planning on coming home?”

Home…

Well. It was curious that from all the places he could have ended in he so casually found himself that close to Shadow´s house.

To home.

Yeah. He liked that word. It was especially lovely coming out of Shadow´s lips. It was especially lovely knowing that the dark hero saw him as part of that home.

“How could I not, Hn?! Wouldn’t have missed it for nothin´!” He assured, and this time the smile that grazed his lips came easily to him. It came with life, and love, and Shadow didn’t have any kind of shame at the way he marveled at it, before a small yet equally heartfelt smile formed on himself.

I adore you, it seemed to say. Thank you, it seemed to scream.

The dark hero looked away for a moment, bottom lip softly held between his teeth. He was happy. Sonic could tell. He was so happy and the only thing they did was smile at each other.

How simple, wasn’t it?

Sonic wasn’t happy. He didn’t think he was. But it was an improvement, that was for sure. Like calm was finally edging into his consciousness, closing, and closing in.

It was a good feeling.

In a way, he was happy to had it. He was happy to have Shadow with him.

He still felt tired. But it was okay.

Once home he was going to rest. And then maybe he wouldn’t feel so bad afterward.

It was going to be okay.

[placetneplacet]

NOP THE HEDGEHOG!

[spiritwinding]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; mun & muse.

fill out & repost !

tagged by:  lmao  tagging:  idk whoever else likes long memes

my muse is:  canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless / complicated

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. / NOT ANSWERING THIS ONE!!!!!!!!!!! NOP Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK (i think so? i mean ive never seen anyone argue that sonic ISNT string) Are they underrated?  YES / NO / IDK (lmao as if) Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO. (again lmao but lmao as in ‘his name is the title’) Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.  Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO.  How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL. (generally speaking!) How strictly do you follow canon?  —  well. i mean i dont bust my ass to follow it frame by frame but i also don’t completely discard it so. though question

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  —  imma be real idk wwhat to say yall know who tf sonic is. heart of gold hero who plays by his own rules but has an undying dedication to protecting everyone and making them happy. very friendly and supportive but also vague and private and distant in a lotta ways. comes across as simple minded, maybe a little thick headed, impulsive, arrogant and childish but is actually kinda wise, mostly just confident, and likes to have a good time. live life 2 the fullest baby. 3′0′’ and has and will kick a god’s ass, also doesn’t care for his reputation and is capable of doing things others might read as morally wrong as long as he knows what he’s doing. i dont really care bout my bad reputation *guitar riff* 

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  — the fact sega literally said he’s legally not allowed to be sad ESXRDTFVGBHN honestly it’s Very funny but also gives me material to make him Repressed tm so? i personally dont mind a whole lot, but your mileage may vary

What inspired you to rp your muse?  —  sonic colors!!! i watched chuggaconroy’s lp of it bc my brother said he thought i would like it and i LOVED sonic. so much. i love how he was so jokey and fun and dorky but also cool and how he protected tails above all else and how he got angry at the injustice the wisps were facing and how he just acted so Chill while out running a black hole and then just being? again so chill and confident when he gets brought back to earth. the ending of colors is one of my FAV things and i couldnt pinpoint to exactly why but i so specifically love the bit where he rubs under his nose and says all determined ‘a hedgehogs gotta do whata  hedgehogs gotta do’ like!! i love him. he’s so cool but also talks to robots that cant hear him

What keeps your inspiration going?  —  the plots i have planned mostly EDFVGBH but also i just. love sonic? so much as a character. he means a lot to me so just by default my affection for him gives me motivation and its ultimately what brought me back to the rpc, i just. really missed him!

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO / I SINCERELY HOPE I DO? (lmao) Do you frequently write headcanons?  about certain things! im better withh prompts though ftvgybhnj Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO (oh you have no idea dfgbhnj) Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO (ask my friends its a problem) Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO / SORT OF?  Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO.  Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO. / SORTA. (dude it’s why i LEFT EDFGBHNJ) Do you accept criticism about your portrayal?  —  ysee i used to? but. god if i stress out too much about how Good Or Accurate my portrayal is i will just stop having fun. part of why i ended up not being able to keep writing sonic is because i freaked out abt this, it got REALLY bad. i mostly wanna just. write for myself ykno?)

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?  —  yeah who doesn’t

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?  —  nnnot necessarily? i wanna hear what that person’s portrayal is like in that aspect because i just love different portrayals of the same character but i dont wanna get into like.. a debate?

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?  —  i think ive established im just that one meme of the cat crying while looking at a phone so. honestly i really just wanna concentrate on writing stuff i enjoy and writing a verison of sonic thats fun to write for me

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?  —  like. sonic as a character or spirit? if its the former i mean. go crazy go stupid? live ur life? vfVGBH just dont like. purposefully bash the things i like to my face thats just mean. if its the former then Cest La Vie

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?  —  if u wanna but. i make so many and i dont proofread so dxcfvgbhnj no point

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?   —  i’m not strict by any means lmao. like i said im the crying cat meme

[placetneplacet]

Listen I can’t do meme’s but if I did, I would do Rosa holding the dog and it would say “I’ve only had Nop the hedgehog for a day, but if anything happened to him I would kill all of you and then myself.”

Vegas has a hedgehog. Even if i didn't love him i would forgive him all his sins.

[tangyyyy]

“Fun Fight” ELU Prompt

Lucas Lallemant is bored. And when he gets bored, the boy can turns quickly into a pain in the ass. Eliott is sitting next to him on the couch, busy drawing on his sketchbook. Lucas is watching a boring TV show. Tired by so much stupidity, he ends up turning off the TV. He sighs, bored to death. He turns to his boyfriend and stare at him for a long time. He blows, complains, moves. Despite his efforts, he can't seem to get Eliott's attention. He stretches his leg and presses his foot into the young man's ribs. "What?” Eliott asks in an absent voice. "I'm bored ..." Lucas answers. "Take a book." Typical answer. "He sounds like my mother" Lucas thinks. "I don't feel like reading." Silence falls. Eliott keeps drawing and Lucas sighs again. Suddenly, he kicks harder than he would have liked on Eliott's thigh. "Ouch! Lucas are you sick or what?! It hurts!” Eliott shouts, jumping with surprise, rubbing his sore leg. "I'm so sorry!” Lucas replies without any real regret in his voice. "I don't control my strength..." He lifts his foot and positions it at Eliott's crotch. "I dare you to try..." The young man threatens him, raising an eyebrow and staring mischievously in his blue eyes. The latter laughs and gives a kick in his shoulder. "Ugh... Lucas!" Another shot in the ribs. "Fuck, Lucas, stop it!" He's laughing. "Nop Dear, I won't stop, this is way too fun! -Don't make me stop you myself...” Too happy, Lucas gets up hastily on his knees, his chest swollen, fists clenched towards Eliott. "Come at me bro! I will defeat you! -You can't beat me... " Eliott sighs quietly, putting his drawing notebook next to the sofa. "Why can't I beat you?!” Lucas asks, offended, frowning without moving. "Look at you, tiny hedgehog..." Eliott smiles as he stands himself in front of him. "You, filthy..." Without letting him finish, Eliott takes advantage of his inattention and throws himself on him. Trying to struggle for control, Lucas shakes his arms and legs. Bearing a few strokes, Eliott still manages to tip his boyfriend on his back. But the latter, very agile, defends rather well... "Give up already Lallemant!" Laughs burst into the air. Eliott catches one of Lucas' wrists but the youngest boy manages to free himself quickly. It's a matter of fact : Eliott has more strength than him but he's less fast. Then, extremely competitive, Lucas waved quickly and randomly his arms in all directions.

"No, no Lucas! Not the face!” Eliott exclaims, protecting his face. Eliott puts his knee on Lucas' stomach, nailing him to the couch. While the young man's arms try to push this knee away from his belly, Eliott takes advantage and melts on him, stretching his weight against his chest. "Got ya!" He wraps his wrists and nudges, without doing it on purpose, Lucas's face. "Augh!” Lucas shouts loudly. The two young men stop. Eliott stands up slightly to let the young man breathe, the latter is holding his hands to his nose. "Are you okay? Did I hit you too hard?” Eliott asks, looking worried. "I think you broke my nose ..." Lucas whispered in a small plaintive voice. "Here, let me see..." Carefully, Eliott leans on his own legs and bends towards his boyfriend's face. He looks at his nose closely. It's red but doesn't bleed and doesn't seem swollen. He puts a little kiss on the tip of his nose. "It's gonna be alright..." He smiles. Without wasting time and taking advantage of this moment of weakness, Lucas, with a sarcastic smile, puts his hands on Eliott's ribs and starts to tickle him. Surprised, the young man jumps and curls up on himself. "Oh fuck... No! Lucas!" Unable to control his own gestures, Eliott loses his balance, the body shaking by the tickles of his boyfriend. Trying to defend himself, he falls from the couch to the ground. Lucas now sat on Eliott's stomach is laughing out loud. "That tickles!” The young man shouts with tears in his eyes. "Surrender baby!” Lucas commands, still tickling him, an hint of triumph in his voice. The battle goes on for a minute. "Please, please, Lucas, stop it..." Eliott pleads. "Say it!” Lucas orders, too proud of him. "Ok, ok, you win! Lucas, stop, you win!" The young man stops, smiling. Eliott's body relaxes, he put his head against the floor. Lucas sat on his stomach, watching him regain his senses. "That's unfair, you know I'm ticklish! Tickling is cheating. We statued on that the other day.” Eliott suddenly complains, the painful abs of having laughed too much. "You're such a poor loser..." Lucas retorted, wiping tears of laughter from his reddened cheeks. "Poor loser?! Me?! You're a pot calling the kettle black!” Eliott chuckles, scandalised. Smiling, Lucas bends down, puts his lips on Eliott's and then lies down against him. He doesn't feel bored anymore.

[stefanyd]

First of all, we all need to agree that that wasn't aftercare, that was just care lol. If anything, it was the beginning of Vegas' journey on no longer being careless with Pete's wellbeing.

I know im being pedantic at best, annoying at worse, but i think we need to learn to use these words correctly or people that don't know better, or are starting their own journey within kink territory, will be misinformed in dangerous ways.

Second of all, Pete honestly asking Vegas -his captor- if he's okay while he himself is not okay, tied up, hurting and tired? And Vegas' little disbelieving smile because he's very aware of this and is baffled by Pete? I live for that.

[placetneplacet]

His name is Nop and he’s going to be Pete’s confidant/frenemy when Pete gets moved into the secret room/office/sex dungeon…

at some point, we're gonna have to talk about the hedgehog.

[maleficent-cannoli]

So. The hedgehog. We have to decide on a name. I’ve seen:

Nop the hedgehog

Bondage/Bond/Mr. Bond/007

Hernando the Hedgehog

Sonic/Shadow

Khun Spikes

Hedgehog The Cupid

Mr. Happy Feet (of course)

Can we get a vote?