#allnostalgic

[normallish]

@allnostalgic ♥'d for Knuckles!

There was something different about the other hedgehog now. Something about him had changed from before. His anger had been subdued somewhat. It was interesting to observe the other, and he was fascinated. No danger appeared present at the moment, so the echidna warrior ventured to speak.

"You seem deep in thought. Does this 'brooding' help you focus?"

[sheldoney]

@allnostalgic (Spyro)

"I'm sorry, I'm trying to do science, not hire Lady Gaga to come to my birthday."

[starsweepers]

@storybounded && @allnostalgic

        HER BREATH CAUGHT IN HER THROAT upon her gaze gleaning over the splotch of red. or... reddish. it had dried, clearly, no longer fresh, but it was evident against the landscape. the crater behind her was ANOTHER scar upon the earth, one that tom was knelt down within, looking for anything that might serve as a clue. it was carl who had located it, but it was her and tom who searched it.

                        they didn't know m u c h, but sonic had ultimately affirmed to them that this other... this shadow wasn't an enemy. he was simply... lost. and from what tiny bits of information she knew, the woman could understand why. what she didn't quite get yet was the why why. the reasoning behind his actions. for nearly destroying the earth... only to s a v e it. all she knew now was he needed help.

          "tom... there's blood. it's a trail, we should get my bags-"

[stcries]

“hey hey, don’t worry about it. nobody gets it right on their first try!” the white quilled hedgehog quickly perks up from his position on the ground, having narrowly missed the projectile flying over his head. never had he imagined finding someone so alike himself, but even if their abilities were the same, someone was a bit more experienced to say the least. no matter, silver was happy to offer his assistance, i mean, when else would he get such an opportunity again?

“here, have another go,” he retorts, that familiar turquoise glow returning to his hands as he retrieves the thrown object from afar. “we’ll do this as many times as you need, i don’t mind, really.”

↳  @allnostalgic. plotted starter.

[rotinthedark]

|| @allnostalgic

The air might not be as clean as Pelican Town, but at least the noise kept his mind quiet.

That was why he came out here, really. To get away from everything, somewhere so unlike his home that he wouldn't think about it for a while. Hell, he'd book a hotel for a few days if he could afford it (and not stress his mother out). Unfortunately, trips until late at night were the best he could do until he could finally move out.

He might as well get acquainted with the place, beforehand.

Sebastian stood up from his previously knelt position next to his motorcycle, having finished locking the chain around a lamppost. Backpack shrugged off and put carefully down beside him before reaching up to undo and remove his helmet, giving his hair a good shake to loosen it up with a relieved breath.

Already, he felt relaxed again. Thank Yoba.

Pale fingers combed through his long, dark locks, before both arms lifted in a good stretch with a hum in his throat. The trip wasn't short, even on his bike. Maybe he'd walk a bit, stretch his legs, before deciding where to settle for the rest of his visit. Have a smoke along the way. That sounded nice.

His helmet, which had been propped against his hip, leaned down with the rest of him to be placed inside his just unzipped backpack. Couldn't risk it being stolen. Satisfied, he zipped it back up, leaned back up, slid it back on his shoulders, and finally started walking down the sidewalk. Hands already fishing around his hoodie pocket for his cigarette pack and lighter.

Sam and Abby were great company but, sometimes, he just had to be away from everything on his own for a while. Sorta like an emotional reset button. It helped. It always did.

[thethndr]

@allnostalgic ♥'d for a starter | for FIX-IT FELIX JR.

— ⚡︎ "LOOK, I've been around the block a time or two with this kinda thing. You're making me want to cry just watching you."

CHICK DIDN'T REALLY KNOW what he was doing — giving advice to the competition wasn't exactly something he was EVER in the habit of doing. The goal was always to finish number one, and the chances of that slimmed with ANY shred of secrets divulged. But maybe Chick just didn't feel THREATENED by someone he could scarcely avoid viewing as a peppy pipsqueak.

— ⚡︎ "YOUR TURNS? Maybe lay it on a little thicker there, man. You've got BOOSTS for a reason."

[autumnfrolic]

‎‏‏⸻‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎‎‏‏‎ ‏‏‎𝐅𝐎𝐑‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‎; ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎@allnostalgic.

The cold broke, and there was a small spell of warmth in late autumn.  ‏‏‎ ‎Soft rays of light escaped the through roof of woven leaves and dappled the forest beneath with spots of comforting heat,  which the snow-covered earth gladly drunk in.

In her den atop the hill Dart's eyes surveyed across the forest below,  the sun rising behind the contrasted silhouettes of distant trees and slopes.  ‏‏‎ ‎The beds of fog that blanketed the forest slowly burned off,  fading away to reveal a stark orange sky that brilliantly radiated the sun's light across the land,  scattered yellow clouds streaking across the heavens like the strokes of a divine paintbrush. ‏‏‎ ‎Every morning, evening, and night the forest would alight with a chorus of voices,  though this picturesque dawn fell suspiciously quiet.  ‏‏‎ ‎Dart felt a subtle pang of disquiet inside her.

Suddenly,  Dart's ears swiveled as a raucous commotion erupted in the distance.  Flapping wings and shrill voices sounded from the south-eastern part of the forest.  ‏‏‎ ‎A multitude of birds desperately dispersed from the canopy,  the crows circled crying their joyless calls,  and the vague voices of agitated forest-folk were audible from even here.  ‏‏‎ ‎It wasn't uncommon for chaos such as this to occur in the forest,  but the pure vitriol pouring from their cries was not.  ‏‏‎ ‎It piqued Dart's ill-advised curiosity.

Tracks trailing behind as her hooves gently punctured the cold sheet of snow,  Dart observed her surroundings intently.  ‏‏‎ ‎Despite her desire to understand,  she was still wary,  and ready to turn tail at a moments notice if needed.  ‏‏‎ ‎Every few steps she would move forward,  then shrink back,  almost folding into herself,  before stretching out once more and continuing again.  ‏‏‎ ‎As she neared the southern thicket of the forest,  the racket vibrating through the air begun to grow clearer,  Dart quickening her pace eagerly as a result.  ‏‏‎ ‎She wanted to know what was causing such a stir in the community terribly, though she didn't have to wonder for long.

❝ Traitor ! ❞ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎Cried the magpie. ❝ Scoundrel ! ❞  ‏‏‎ ‎Shrieked the weasel. ❝ Betrayer ! ❞  ‏‏‎ ‎The jay screeched.

In every corner of this thicket there seemed to be creatures rallying.  ‏‏‎ ‎From branches in trees above, or from burrowed dens in the earth below,  every creature had joined together here in an embittered frenzy that maddened them and caused them to forget caution.  ‏‏‎ ‎Overhead the crows still shouted loudly,  ❝ Spy !  Spy !  Spy ! ❞

Driven by their harsh words,  Dart sprang forwards,  desperate to finally find out what had caused all this uproar in the first place.  ‏‏‎ ‎Breaking through the wall of golden foliage that obstructed her vision,  wilting leaves grazed across as her muzzle as she parted through the brush.  ‏‏‎ ‎Setting hoof into the clearing,  Dart gasped at the sight.

❝ How dare you ! ❞  ‏‏‎ ‎The squirrel scolded from her perch upon a straight branch,  ❝ You should be ashamed ! ❞  ‏‏‎ ‎Her tail whipped like a lick of flame.

❝ You will surely lead Him to us ! ❞ ‏‏‎ ‎ The fox yipped,  his body taught with contempt.

Apprehensively,  like a young beech in the wind,  a canine with a messy cedar coat stood before them,  receiving their cruelty directly without so much as a lip-curl in retort.  ‏‏‎ ‎It seemed this stranger had barely stepped paw within the wood before immediately becoming a victim of association.  ‏‏‎ ‎Humans simply meant death for any creature in this forest,  and any creature guilty of serving Man was fated to be cast out, cursed by the forest-folk whom have always hated and despised Him.

❝ What is going on here ? ❞  ‏‏‎ ‎Dart marched forth,  snow gently crunching underhoof. She simply demanded from anyone willing to speak, though when the other forest-folk ignored her, she looked to the stranger directly for an answer.

‎‏‏⸻‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎‎‏‏‎ ‏‏‎𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‎; ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎@autumnfrolic.

[nebula-drcams]

@allnostalgic Cont. from Here.

   She didn't really last long in that party honestly. Trying to be as polite as she could, she talked to whoever approached her, but at some point she couldn't do it anymore and slipped out. The night air was definitely more welcome than the heat that came with the crowd of the villagers.

   Fingers tapping against her own can, she almost doesn't register he's there at first, but the audible sigh is the one thing that makes her look up. For a moment, she's worried that excited chatter would start up, but lets out her own sigh of relief when it seems like he also prefers the quiet. 

   Now was the question of how to make things a little .. less awkward. 

" .. Evenin'. "

   She felt bad just sort of standing there in silence for so long, he was the one person she really sort of struggled to find a reason to talk to. Not because of any real reason other than the fact he never seemed to want to be bothered, not that she can blame him seeing as she can be like that sometimes. Very seldom does she leave the farm anyway unless her and her brother need supplies.

" It's uh .. certainly lively in there, isn't it? I thought I'd be the only one out here tonight .. Shane .. right? "

   If anything, with how small the town is, she would've heard his name from someone else, considering she doesn't recall asking him directly. Something she should probably apologize for if he points it out.

[melpcmene]

starter featuring sonic & shadow ( @allnostalgic )

i am speed, sonic thought to himself — a line snatched from lightning mcqueen. because really, who was the better example to represent speed? to be the embodiment of it? not a race car, that's for sure. ( but kudos to him for trying to be fast as sonic. ) the blue hedgehog keeps thinking the same line again and again, running through the forest. the same forest surrounding green hills, montana. the one where his old hideout happened to be in. still in tact, believe it or not.

speaking of his hideout, there's a temptation in him to visit it for old time's sake. there's some stuff that was probably still in there. so sonic moved, making a beeline through a different direction. then he stops when he gets into the clearing. something isn't right. “ huh? ” he looked down, seeing a footprint. he eyed at his own shoes, then back at the footprint. no, that didn't come from him at all. sonic looked at the direction where his hideout is and slowly made his way there.

“ hello? anyone in there? there shouldn't be anyone in there. my hideout ain't some airbnb, you know. ” he called out, looking down in one of the holes of his old hideout. “ this is my property even if i haven't stepped in it. so come out, or i'll... i'll think of something! ” perfect threat there, sonic. maybe it was just another animal? yeah, that's right. it could be someone like knuckles! “ knucks? tails? no? ” wait no, it can't be knuckles or tails. right?

[maaskuline]

"Happy birthday, man!" Shane passes him a medium sized box. Within it was a football signed by one of Johnny's favorite football players. "Hope this isn't something you already got."

Of course, Johnny has thoroughly enjoyed all of the other gifts he's received so far—but this one...

"Shane! You didn't!"

...was PERFECT! Who else but Shane would know exactly what he likes best?! Well, aside from his mama, maybe! Johnny could hardly contain his excitement.

He hesitated for a brief moment; he didn't really know what to do with himself. But then, he suddenly wraps the other man in a big bear hug—so tight Shane would hardly even be able to breathe properly. "This is the best gift a guy could ask for...! Thanks, man!"

[normallish]

@allnostalgic → KNUCKLES to RIVET!

Zurkie's was a lively galactic hotspot, and the echidna warrior had been drawn to it by word of mouth. He'd heard rumors that it was a hub for travelers across galaxies, and Knuckles arrived in hopes of finding a lead on the Master Emerald. With so many different species gathering in one place, it seemed like the perfect spot to gather intel. But right now... he was distracted.

Knuckles leaned forward, fists resting on the edge of the viewing window as the battle below raged on. His eyes gleamed with excitement, his usual stoicism giving way to a genuinely enthused grin. Glancing at the alien beside him—a gray creature with large ears and a striped tail—he spoke excitedly.

"This place is incredible! I almost want to join them! Is it always this exciting here, or did I come at the best time?"

[stcries]

within the depths of the playtime co's factory, there was no way to know what one would come across. the horrors of the upper floors, they were nothing compared to the hellscape that was the prison. the beast which now towers over felix, it's unlike anything seen before, a creature of surprising mass and vibrant colours. yet it was anything but friendly, no, this creature was seeing red. seeing that familiar uniform, it's enough to send it into an uncontrollable frenzy.

yet just as the large creature of dough towers over, and seems as if it will deliver the finishing blow... it halts. it's large gaping maw, filled with sharp red fangs remains mere inches away, snarling and grunting uncontrollably, yet it doesn't strike.

internally, the beast is fighting at war with itself, two against one. on one hand, he wants nothing more than to tear this ex-employee limb from limb, but on the other... with a violent shake of it's head, the monster lurches back, seemingly fighting with itself over the decision at hand. yet eventually, with another agitated roar, it's large form scampers back into it's surroundings, seemingly vanishing into thin air.

↳  @allnostalgic. plotted starter

[nerditudes]

@allnostalgic requested

"This is called a latte. I'm not sure if they had them fifty years ago-- or if you were ever allowed to try one but here. It's a simple caramel latte." He saved the steamed Austrian goat milk for a special someone.

[hifimuses]

@allnostalgic asked: / Mistletoe Meme (accepting)

🌿 / surprise me~

@ your Judy to my Wolf

"Well, Well..I'll be a monkey's uncle look who is caught under the mistletoe with little ol' me! I guess that's what I get for getting arrested during the holidays." Wolf said with a sly grin

It was only more funny to him since Judy was the one who arrested him. The department just really wanted to screw with her and other officers it seemed, with mistletoe all over.

He held up the small bunny officer by catching her off guard and tossing his handcuffed hands up, which she still held onto, causing them to meet face to face. "You know, cancel my one phone call." He said sneaking a kiss on her lips. That was both carnivorous in nature, wanting to show how much he actually wanted her but also affectionate so its not wasted that it wasn't just to waste her time. "I'll trade the call for one of those any day." He laid her down softly. "Alright, now that our festive ordeals are settled, what were you saying?"

[fledermuse]

@allnostalgic

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From a distance, they watched at first in silence. Waiting. The patrolling group stared, gawking, ears pricked forward to attention. Then, one of them spoke. He bore a red-brown coat and puffed out chest, seeming more muscular to the others.

"I see you've taken your chances with getting close on our territory. I wondered how long it would be until you were brave enough. Are you looking for something, wolfdog?"

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[jazzborn]

❄️ / from nick!

𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎��

❄️: for our muses to get stuck inside during a snow storm

"Wow.... It ain't lettin' up is it?" Peg observed as she stared through the window, or more so AT it. It was practically frosted over with heavy layers of white piling beneath it. "I ain't seen somethin' like this in a long time... Makes ya feel lucky ya inside, don't it?"

She tugged the blanket around herself further and floated over to the couch, flopping down onto and across Nick's lap with a cheeky grin and hooked one leg over the other as she casually looked up to him.

"Looks like we're gonna be stuck here for a while, Red... What EVER will we do ta keep warm?"