#and so when he woke up one of the first things he said to sonic was ‘you’re alive!’

[eggmansplatformboots]

theyre that couple that say goofy lovely dovey things like ‘marry me?’ before making important decisions as like their ‘i love you’ or whatever and then will fight to the nondeath over small inconsequential things eg sonic put shadows eyeliner in the wrong fucking cabinet!!

[im-so-normal-iswear]

HELLO!

May I request a Yandere Sonic, Shadow and Silver (seperate) with a fem reader where comes from a different reality where they are fictional and somehow the hedgehogs became attached and obsessed with reader, reader is very much aware of their behavior and is also one of the reasons why she wants to go home to her own reality fast.

Sending loves to youu!!🫶🏻🤍

A/n: poll on, so now I'm putting images, I couldn't find any good ones

Yandere triple s x reader

Sonic:

At first, you couldnct believe it, you were in Sonics world.

The rolling green hills, the endless loops, the vibrant colors of the world, it was surreal. And meeting Sonic? That was the best part.

He was exactly like you imagined. Charismatic, funny, energetic. You geeked out about meeting him, and he was amused by how much you already knew about him. Sonic took an immediate liking to you, eager to show you around and let you experience the world firsthand.

The first few days were a dream come true. Running through Green Hill Zone, meeting Tails, going toe-to-toe with Eggman (it was actually more like watching Sonic handle it while you stood on the sidelines). Everything felt like a perfect adventure, straight out of a game.

Then, things started getting... off.

It began subtly. Sonic insisted on staying close to you all the time. You figured it was just him being protective. After all, you were just a human, and this world was full of dangers. But the more time passed, the more suffocating it became.

He started pulling you away from the others, cutting conversations short when you were with Tails or Amy. At first, he made excuses, "Hey, let’s get outta here! I've got something way cooler to show ya!" but you quickly realized he was isolating you.you started getting weird dreams.

You dreamed of your real home, your reality, the place you desperately wanted to return to. But every time you woke up, Sonic was already there, sitting beside you with an unreadable expression.

"Another bad dream?" he asked, his voice casual.

When you admitted what it was about, his expression darkened.

"You really wanna go back, huh?" He leaned closer, his smile strained. "I don't get it. You've got me here. What's better than that?"

The moment you realized something was deeply wrong was when you tried asking Tails about ways to return home.

Sonic snapped.

One second, he was his usual self, the next, he had grabbed your wrist, his grip too tight.

"Why do you keep talking about that?" His voice wavered, his usual confident tone slipping into something more desperate. "Aren't you happy here? With me?"

You tried to reason with him, but his grip only tightened. His eyes, usually bright and full of life, had a wildness to them.

"You belong here now" he murmured, more to himself than to you.

From then on, he never left your side. Your freedom was a distant memory. Anytime you tried sneaking off to talk to Tails, Sonic was there. If you attempted to run, he caught you within seconds, always smiling, always acting like it was a game.

"Aw, c'mon, Y/N, you know you can't outrun me."

Every time you tried to bring up leaving, his mood shifted. His smiles became forced, his voice strained.

"Look." he eventually said one night, his voice eerily soft as he trapped you in his arms. "I don't care what reality you came from. This is where you stay."

No matter how fast you tried to run, Sonic would always be faster.

And he wasn't letting you go.

Shadow:

Unlike Sonic, Shadow wasn't immediately friendly.

He kept his distance when you first arrived in the world, observing you with narrowed, calculating eyes. He didn't trust you, not at first. You were an anomaly, something that shouldn't exist in his reality.

But as time passed, Shadow became curious about you. How did you know so much about him? Why did you seem so comfortable around him when most people feared him?

You intrigued him.

Slowly, he started spending more time around you. He was never openly affectionate, but he showed his care in small ways, keeping you close when woth others, ensuring you never strayed too far, glaring at anyone who got too friendly with you.

And then, one day, you mentioned wanting to go home.

Shadow froze.

"You want to leave?" His voice was cold, unreadable.

You explained everything, the fact that he and his world were fictional in your reality, that you had a life to return to. You expected him to be logical about it.

Instead, his expression darkened.

"No."

You turned back to him. "...No?"

Shadow stepped closer, his eyes burning into yours.

"You belong here. With me."

It wasn't a request. It was a statement.

That was when your nightmare truly began.

Shadow started following you everywhere, wether you were aware or not. Always watching, always near. If you ever tried to leave his sight, he'd appear within seconds, his expression always unreadable.

He sabotaged any attempt you made to leave. If you tried to seek help from Tails or Eggman, their machines mysteriously malfunctioned. If you ran, Shadow found you instantly, his Chaos Control ensuring you never got far.

He never hurt you, but his presence was suffocating. Every conversation ended the same way.

"You can't leave."

There was no reasoning with him.

Shadow wasn't keeping you here out of malice.

He was keeping you here because, to him, you were the only thing left worth protecting.

Even if it meant stealing your freedom.

Silver:

Silver was the sweetest at first.

He was kind, gentle, and eager to help you. When you arrived in his world, he was fascinated, your knowledge, your personality, your very existence intrigued him.

And for a while, everything was perfect.

Silver went out of his way to make you comfortable, ensuring you had everything you needed. He was protective, but not overbearing, at least, not at first.

But then, you mentioned going home.

Silver's expression fell, his ears flattening. "What...? You want to leave?"

You tried to explain, but his hands trembled as he grasped your shoulders.

"You can't leave." His voice wavered, his usual optimism crumbling. "I need you here."

From that moment on, Silver changed.

He became more desperate, always clinging to you one way or another, never being more than three feet from you.

Whenever you tried to argue, he just shook his head, pleading. "Please don't talk like that. I love you, Y/N."

He would do anything to keep you.

And if that meant trapping you in his world forever...

Then so be it.

[magicdefendorwolf]

Can I request for; Jing Yuan, Yanqing and Gepard falling asleep with their partners only to wake up to an empty house not knowing the partner is just out for groceries?

Where were you?

Characters:Jing Yuan,Yanqing and Gepard x reader(separate)

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Jing Yuan

The last thing he remembers was falling asleep on the couch with you all cuddled up in his arms

So why couldnt he find you when he woke up???

I mean he woke up alone and assumed you must be somewhere in the house but nope

He searched the whole house and called your name but no response

But he wasnt panicked since there were no signs of someone breaking in,he would've heard them and woke up

So he looked around the house again,nothing once again

So,okay,maybe he's panicking just a tiny bit

If you left somewhere you would've told him in some way right?

But then he heard the front door open along with some shuffling so he rushed there to find you standing in the doorway

He asked where you had been and if you were alright scanning your body for any harm,but all he found was some groceries that you had set down beside you while you were taking off your shoes

And thats when it clicked to him that you just were out for groceries

He asked you why you didnt tell him or leave any notes

"Sorry,i didnt think you'd wake up by the time i returned." You replied with a small smile while rubbing the nape of your neck

He sighed and started helping with groceries while telling you to leave a note or something next time

Yanqing

He had finally settled down to sleep with you curled up next to him

And finally he was waking up,he had such a good sleep,but when he sat up you were nowhere to be found,so he did the next logical thing and assumed you were around the house somewhere

So he went looking for you

Well obviously he was unable to find you,and he was doumbfounded by it

Like you had fallen asleep with him just awhile ago,and now you werent in the house??

Okay now he was definetly letting his fears get the worst of him

He was running around the house like he was sonic or something searching for you

He had already checked every single room and place you could be in two times

Welp time to check a third time

While he was in the middle of searching for the third time he heard the front door opening and slowly made his way there only to find you placing some groceries on the counter

"Wait you went out to get groceries and didnt even tell me?! I was starting to seriously worry!" He said with a pout while he approached you

"Huh? What do you mean? I left you a note." You said confused

"Wait! Really?? Where?" He asked and you'd point to the place you left a note telling him you went to the store

In all of his running around he hadnt seen that note?! But how???

Well it'll remain a mystery

Gepard

He fell asleep without wanting to,he just wantef to cuddle with you and talk about your day,but nope,he fell asleep

And when he woke up it was hard not to notice the empty space beside him

Okay he's instantly alarmed,like the first thing that he's feeling is worry,but then he calms down and goes searching for you

When he doesnt find you anywhere his worry increases

He'd check the whole house while calling your name

He may aswell have a heart attack from worry,the only thing calming him down is seeing that no one has broken into the house

And then he hears the front door creak open

He goes to check it out carefully but the moment he turns the corner and sees you at the door with groceries he immediately calms down

He just goes up to you and hugs you

You're confused because all you did was get groceries

But with him being the head of the silvermane guards he's worries someone might do something to you to get to him

Even if there may be few people who would actually do that he's still worried over the possibility

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Thank you for your request and i hope you enjoy!

[mama-qwerty]

Sonic 3 Review

Okay guys, I'm still gonna do some breakdowns of scenes and characters (feel free to keep sending in asks if you have something specific you want my take on), but wanted to get my thoughts on the movie out there.

Keep in mind that I came into Sonic through the movies, and have never played or watched any cut scenes from the older games. I have no idea the actual plot and specific details of any of them, just a vague "this happened in some game or another" in the broadest of senses.

So I didn't come into Sonic 3 with any preconceived ideas about what should be in it regarding Shadow's story. The movieverse is a separate universe (as are all Sonic media, in my mind), so even if there were some things that were different, I took them in correlation with what's been established, or what can be done under the rules and physics of the movie's world building.

Obviously spoilers ahead:

All in all, I found the movie fun, and it told a good story with good characterizations. The action started quickly and kept steady through most of it. We had an exciting introduction to Shadow at the very beginning, when he woke up and chose violence, and it was a good way to start things off.

Yeah, it was a little goofy in some parts, but this is a movie made to appeal to children, so Jeff and Co. couldn't go all into the angst for the whole thing. There were some parts I would have done differently, or omitted entirely, but if you look at the more weird parts of the movie as kind of along the same lines as Boom (especially for the dance number in the laser hallway) you can roll with it.

There were many moments that tugged at your heartstrings, and a few very powerful moments that I've already talked about. There is a much more emotional impact in this one that was missing from the first two, as our boys struggle with their actions and how they affect others. They were all handled very well, with each having a good role to play in the story.

The climax was great, and it was exciting to see Sonic and Shadow working together.

As I said, all in all, a really fun ride and my whole family enjoyed it a lot.

That said, let's look at a few of the points that I see some complaining about, and my take on them.

Not Enough Wachowski Family Moments

Okay, this one I will kinda agree with. We got a teeny peek into their dynamic is a family at the beginning, right before Rockwell showed up to whisk the boys away to clean up their mess. It would have been nice to see them all interacting more, to see how Knux and Tails have fit into this dynamic.

Devil's Advocate - There's only so much screen time available, and we know they're a family. We don't need to be bludgeoned over the head with fluffy scenes of the boys doing chores and having group hugs and all that. It would have slowed the narrative, and in the end, all that would not further reinforce the idea that they've come together as a family any more than their camping trip and celebration for Sonic's "B-Earth-day" already established.

Shadow's Origin Change

In the movieverse, Gerald claims that Shadow came to Earth encased in a meteorite. His energy readings were off the scale, so they took him to a facility to study him. He was not originally created by Gerald, and was simply an alien come to Earth and then taken to be studied.

Devil's Advocate - I have no opinion regarding this change, as the movieverse is different from any other media. They've already altered backstories where they needed, to make things at least somewhat 'realistic' and allow the boys to exist in 'our' world without major complications of Sonic just running around as a child fighting Eggman, and Knuckles being the last of his kind and having thousands of years separating him from his closest ancestors. (Not to mention the size change of the Master Emerald - having one the size of a VW Beetle would have been a little hard to hide or cart around.)

Having Shadow arrive kinda like Stitch is fitting in this version of the Sonic verse, as going into a lengthy explanation of how Gerald could manage to create a space hedgehog from scratch, when Angel Island may or may not exist, would have pushed suspension of disbelief a little much.

Maria's Not Sick

I thought the whole "Gerald takes her with him everywhere" thing for Maria seemed a bit flimsy, especially since she wasn't sick and in need of him to find a cure for her. They were in a super high security facility and there's this girl who's just allowed to wander freely simply because she's the granddaughter of the lead scientist?

I would have liked to see more of the reasoning behind her being there. And more of Maria and Shadow's relationship, especially from Shadow's side.

Devil's Advocate - Despite my comments above, I actually liked that they didn't make Maria's defining factor be her illness. She was a character in her own right, and befriended Shadow out of her own kindness, and not simply because he was created to cure her, and thus they were kinda forced to be together. She reached out immediately, and essentially kidnapped him from his tests to show him how to have fun. She showed him kindness, not because he was supposed to be her 'cure', but because she saw this little boy, all alone, and treated as a thing by the scientists, and took it upon herself to show him that he was more than that.

Too Much Gerald and Eggman Screentime

I will admit that sometimes it did seem like they were focusing a little too much on the Robotniks. We were subjected to a montage of Eggman living out little moments of childhood 'milestones' with Gerald, and that aforementioned dance number in the hallway was reminiscent of the dance battle in the second movie. Kinda silly.

Devil's Advocate - I think these scenes were to delve a little into Ivo's character a bit. It was established in the first one that he was an orphan, and through the second it reinforced the idea that he thought he didn't need anyone. He pushed people away, built his walls, and hid behind his bots. But now that he's faced with an actual blood relative, who seems to want him around, all those walls came down and we saw the hurt little boy within Ivo. This only made it hurt all the more when Gerald turned on him. And damnit, I actually felt bad for Ivo in that moment.

The Master Emerald/Chaos Emeralds

There is some confusion as to how these things worked. At the end of the 2nd movie, Sonic very distinctly sent all the chaos emeralds away. Knuckles reformed the Master Emerald without them. But in this movie, Sonic went Super with the Master Emerald, and somehow the chaos emeralds were still within it.

Devil's Advocate - Yeah, I got nothin'. 😆 Not sure if there was a deleted scene explaining that or something, but it seemed a pretty glaring continuity error.

But, whatevs. We go with it. 'Cause dis is how we roll.

And as an aside WHY DO YOU HATE WADE, JEFF??? Seriously, there were so many other ways to handle that scene, and you did THAT to him?? UUUGGGGHGGHGHGHGHh

Sonic Didn't Call Tom and Maddie "Dad and Mom"

Okay, yeah, I agree with this one. He called Tom 'Dad' at the end of the 2nd, meaning he finally accepted them as his parents. They call themselves a family. And yes, I will accept that he may slip back into their names during lighter times, when it's an emotional scene, he should call them "Mom and Dad". Such as in the cave and when Tom was hurt.

Devil's Advocate - Yeah, no, I can't argue with this. You can't have him call Tom 'Dad' in the last movie and then never touch on that again. The boys didn't even call each other 'brothers', for crying out loud! The perfect place to do that would have been the cornfield, and it was still 'friends'. THEY ARE BROTHERS YOUR HONOR AND TOM AND MADDIE ARE THEIR PARENTS

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I'm not saying the movie was 100% perfect. There were things I found silly, or unnecessary. Things I would have done differently.

But taking a step back and looking at the full picture, and not just the individual brush strokes, it was entertaining, fun, and had more than a few moments that I found really powerful, much more than either of the previous ones did.

I'm excited to see where they go in the next one. Things are really ramping up.

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Check out my other Sonic 3 analysis posts

[lara-cairncross]

Sonic related question - What were your thoughts on the 3rd movie aka WAS I THE ONLY ONE LEFT IN EMOTIONAL SHAMBLES???

Also fanart possibly??? 🙏🙏🙏 I adore your art

can confirm that you are not, in fact, the only one left in emotional shambles. i don't think Shadow has left my mind for longer than ten minutes at a time since i first saw that movie a month ago bro

apologies in advance, this is gonna be a long read:

shadow did nothing wrong and i WILL excuse his every action at a level previously only witnessed in delusional dream apologists. i will defend him on my deathbed idgaf who cares if he killed people!!! he was having a bad day 🥺🥺🥺

no but actually. i have so many things to say about this. like, do we realize that before Gerald instigated the whole revenge plot, Shadow made no move to hurt or attack anyone that wasn't trying to hurt him first??? when he first woke up, he only attacked the GUN soldiers that were actively pointing weapons at him, but left the two guys up in the command station alone. when he was in Tokyo, he was surrounded by people and lights and cars and was probably really disoriented, but didnt attack ANYTHING until GUN showed up with tanks and guns pointed at him-- and even then he tried to tell them to just leave him alone before the fight started. when Team Sonic first showed up, he again literally just told them to LEAVE HIM ALONE even though they came from GUN, and only fought back after Knuckles attacked him first. even after his escape, all he did was try to return to his home!!! HE DIDNT WANT TO HURT ANYONE UNTIL THEY CAME FOR HIM FIRST!!! HES A GOOD BOY IDC WHAT ANYONE TELLS ME !!!!

and even with the revenge plot-- like, of COURSE Shadow was gonna do what Gerald said??? obviously he had a choice in the matter, but Gerald was also his one remaining link to both Maria and his past home, and he probably spent his whole life in the laboratory doing whatever Gerald told him to do. like, that's a fifteen year old who's sister just died, and the one person who's passed as a father figure/authority figure to him for his entire life is telling him to get revenge on the people who killed her. no SHIT he was gonna do what Gerald told him to. ik its speculation on my part but you cant convince me he wasn't conditioned into following orders in that lab like im sorry

EVEN WITH ALMOST KILLING TOM-- like ofc Sonic was rightfully mad, and I do think shadow needed to get sucker-punched to the moon for that one lmao i love Tom too much to see him go. but also, Shadow wasn't really attacking Tom-- he was attacking Walters. Like, the guy who let his sister die and then locked him away for 50 years. i feel like that's a slightly understandable reason to want somebody dead lmao

in short i wasnt lying when i said i would defend everything Shadow does AHSHDHAHDH. the one thing i am NOT happy about is Shadow leaving Stone behind when the crab got swept away, but he probably figured they'd all be dead in 24 hours, so like. efficiency? idk idk Stone will probably forgive him after he adopts him soooooooooooooo

okay enough of that. knuckles is my second favorite character in the movies behind shadow. hes so fucking funny but surprisingly emotionally mature and i love him SO MUCH. that scene where he's on the brink of fighting with sonic over the master emerald but calms himself down to prevent in-fighting??? saving sonic and tails' asses at the end??? thats my BOY my SON he did SO GOOD AUGHHHHHH im a sucker for older siblings acting like shields (Rise Raph, Vi from Arcane, etc) and Knuckles is just the latest addition to my collection of Eldest Daughter Syndromes

adding onto that kinda, i really liked how they used tails and knuckles in this movie :DD i was scared they'd kinda get shoved aside but NO!!! they both had great moments!!!! GOOD STORYTELLING HOLY SHIT I FORGOT HOLLYWOOD COULD DO THAT

ALSO the human characters continue to surprise me with how much i care about them lol, i wasnt as big on it in the second movie but i think thats cuz tom and maddie were separated from sonic most of the time that the focus was on them?? but in this movie, whenever tom and maddie were on screen they were usually WITH the boys or talking to them somehow, so i think i liked it better that way!!! they're both such good parents!!!! AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON STONE AND ROBOTNIK. GOD DAMN IT.

we need more Ozzie content overall. where is the good boy. i barely saw him

the shadow and maria moments were so well done and hit a lot of emotional beats for being such a short chunk of the film??? like they didn't have a ton of screentime together, but what they did have was PACKED. im an older sibling to a little brother and sibling relationships in media hit me so hard bro. i actually saw it with him in theaters the first two times i went and i was tearing up at maria and shadow's scenes together every time :(((( ark siblings you are so important to me !!! I NEED TO DRAW THEM

tbh i would've liked less of the Robotniks' shenanigans and a bit more of Shadow's backstory? i really enjoyed a lot of the Ivo and Gerald scenes, but it was starting to get a little old for me by the end, especially with some of the cutaways from the MAIN CHARACTERS. idk i just would've liked more shadow in the movie,,,, about shadow,,,,,, but also im biased so maybe its actually fine LMAO

That being said. i fucking LOVED ivo in this movie!!! PEAK EGGMAN BEHAVIOR OMG OMG OMG AND HIM SACRIFICING HIMSELF AT THE END??? AND THE FUCKING. DOOMED YAOI. STOBOTNIK YOU ARE SO IMPORTANT TO ME I NEED TO DRAW THEM SO BADLY I CANT WAIT ANYMORE IVE SEEN TOO MANY TIKTOK EDITS THAT REBOOTED MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY

having Live and Learn being a reoccurring motif was a galaxy brain creative decision and i applaud whoever did it

I LOVED the coloring they did for Super Shadow-- like, the rosey gold/platinum color??? PHENOMENALLLLLL IT WORKS SO WELL ON HIM!!!! I don't like Sonic's bright fucking yellow gold coloring as much, but I also dont think the model was as bad as everyone seems to think it was???? i dont know enough about it tho lol, in my eyes they both worked really well for the Super scenes :DDD

the moon scene . need i say more

also can we talk about how Shadow is like. blatantly suicidal. can we talk about that. does anybody want to share some thoughts about that. and maybe scream into a pillow. and have a crying session together. like i know *I* was suicidal at 15 but Shadow doesn't deserve that come on now

Sonic was great as always but -50 aura points for the second-hand embarrassment I felt every time "Konichi-WHAAAAAAAA" came up on screen oh my god i had to hide my face behind my fucking popcorn bag whenever that scene happened i couldnt handle it. my brother keeps saying it at random points during the day now because he knows it pisses me off. and its sonic's fault. ik hes supposed to be a cringe teenager but i do want to dropkick him occasionally /affectionate

tails is baby. tails is baby boy. i liked it when he flushed the crab. baby boy. did nothing wrong.

everytime i see a screenshot of shadow and his stupid wet-cat-kicked-puppy face i want to SCREAM. HOW DID THEY MAKE HIM SO CUTE. LIKE HIS MODEL IS GENUINELY PERFECT I CANT THINK OF ANY IMPROVEMENTS THEY COULD'VE MADE HE LOOKS COOL BUT CUTE BUT SAD BUT ANGRY ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!!!!! HES MY BABY AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I HOPE HE SHOWS UP IN THE FOURTH MOVIE I HOPE SOMEBODY (coughs stone coughs) ADOPTS HIM AND GIVES HIM A HOME I JUST WANT HIM TO BE HAPPY BRO

where the fuck did the chaos emeralds go. im kinda hoping shadow fell to earth with them, cuz that could lead to a possible plot with knuckles (or the whole team) having to recover them and running into him again :D

definitely my favorite sonic movie out of the current trilogy!!! it definitely wasn't perfect tho, and i dont think it's the masterpiece everyone makes it out to be-- like, there were definitely some issues I had with the writing at various points, and sometimes the pacing felt off? I do think it should've been like, at least 10-20 minutes longer, especially with the cut scenes that have been released. Stone pulling Ivo out of the wreckage SHOULD have stayed in!!! I dunno why they removed it!!! that being said, i LOVED IT and it's the movie that's gotten me obsessed with the Sonic franchise, so in my mind it's now one of my favs :DDD PLUS I SAW IT WITH MY LITTLE BROTHER AND HE LOVED IT AND WE HAD SO MUCH FUN SO NOW ITS JUST A GIANT HAPPY FEELING IN MY BRAIN WHENEVER I THINK ABOUT IT RAHHHHHH

anyway. Gabriella should kill them both

fanart wise-- dude im cooking up so much i promise. tbh the biggest issue is that i have so many ideas and so many WIPS that im just pingponging between them all and not actually finishing anything LMAO

[writingtraumaforever]

Uncontrolled Chaos: Chapter 8

Notes: Oh boy oh boy oh boy— Sonic is experiencing his first gay panic.

Summary: Sonic visits Shadow at GUN, and it does NOT go how he expects.

Chapter Select!

Link to my Ao3!

Start:

Sonic hated GUN. They were sketchy and saw the world in black and white while simultaneously working in the gray at all times. They always had ulterior motives and rarely did they line up with Sonic’s own. They were the epitome of ‘at all costs’ in the worst way.

Not to mention they fuckin’ locked him up once for thinking he was Shadow!!

They’re all blind!!

Bottom line, he didn’t trust them. But they have always kept their eye on Sonic. Always wanted him working for them, wanted his power and abilities. To make him into their toy soldier..

Sonic needed his freedom. He hated feeling like he had to answer to anyone other than himself.

He never understood why Shadow would ever choose to work with these people.. especially after what they did to that girl he cared so much about..

Arriving at the GUN headquarters, Sonic was allowed access thanks to Rouge’s security pass and immediately felt all eyes on him.

He followed the bat down the endless halls. The place was so bland, he didn’t know how people survived cooped up in here all the time. It screamed ‘corporate’.

Employees turned to eye him as he waltzed by, the blue blur holding a casual grin with his hands behind his head nonchalantly with his stride. He ignored them, coming off unbothered. But he never once let his guard down.

Rouge led the way straight to an elevator after a moment, scanning her badge once inside and pressing a button labeled with a ‘+’ symbol. He was guessing it was the medical wing. His eyes drifted up as the elevator doors shut, finding a camera in the corner of the ceiling peering down at him. He smirked at it, winking and sticking his tongue out at it, satisfied with his immaturity.

Rouge’s eyes roll and Sonic swears he hears her sigh ‘men’. But hey. She thinks he’s a man. He’ll take it.

The elevator doors open and Sonic is immediately met with the strong scent of antiseptics and medication. His nose scrunches a bit as he tries to adjust to the stench, following Rouge down the hall and letting his arms drop to his sides now as he looks at the endless medical rooms. One wouldn’t even know they were at GUN and not a public hospital if they woke up here.. it looked just like one.

That was unsettling to Sonic for whatever reason..

Just added on to the deceptive streak GUN seemed to have.

That, and he just doesn’t like hospitals in general.

Walking with Rouge, it’s hard to imagine Shadow is in a place like this. Hard to imagine Shadow laying on a medical bed all weak and frail—

Then again, Rouge said he was fine. Just acting funny.

So he shouldn’t be weak or frail at all.

Still, no matter what was going on, Sonic didn’t plan on ever letting Shadow live it down.

Scientists and doctors walk around freely on this floor, all eyeing Sonic as he passes through. It makes his insides twist uneasily a bit.. the idea that some of these people would jump at the chance to cut him open and see what’s pumping inside. What makes the fastest thing alive tick..

His attention is snapped back to Rouge when she stops at a door and turns to him,

“Alright, this is him.”

Sonic looks at the door a moment. Just a plain, wooden door with the number ‘601’ on it.

“Let me go in and make sure he’s awake, then I’ll let you in,” she says simply, Sonic giving a nod at that to show he understands.

Rouge nods in return and then looks to the door before opening it and peeking inside. He can see the side of her face as it slides into a smirk, watching the bat eye who he assumes is Shadow on the inside.

“Hey, Grumps. You feeling any better??”

Sonic’s ears twitch at the familiar gruff ‘Mm’ of confirmation that was none other than the Ultimate Lifeform. What catches him off guard is the immediate, “Has Sonic come yet??” that followed.

Sonic blinks a few times, a brow quirking as he taps his foot impatiently outside the door. Suddenly itching to see Shadow for himself..

“Actually, he’s right here,” Rouge responds, sliding inside the room more to allow Sonic inside. Sonic steps in and lets his emerald eyes fall immediately on ruby ones.

And he’s not at all prepared for what he finds.

Typically when Sonic and Shadow see one another after a long time, Shadow is all moody and annoyingly serious and ready to fight whatever has brought them together. He always looks at Sonic with either reluctant respect with the mutual understanding they’re the only ones who can take on whatever they’re facing, or with absolute disdain that he’s even ran into him.

It’s neither of those this time.

Instead, Sonic finds immediate relief in Shadow’s gaze. He watches the ebony hedgehog’s tense form instantly droop, eyes softening and— most shocking of all— a small smile slowly growing on his lips.

“You’re here,” he breathes, pure solace in his words.

Sonic is a bit dumbfounded for a moment, blinking at Shadow before offering a little grin back and a thumbs up, “Of course I am, heard you needed me.”

Shadow looks a bit skeptical of Sonic’s response, his smile twitching a bit and his eyes showing slight confusion for a moment before he clears his throat and looks to Rouge.

“Thank you for letting him know I was here..,” he sounds so grateful. As if all Rouge had to do was let Sonic know his location, and Sonic came running.

Little does he know, she just about had to beg him.

Rouge just offers a shrug in return, “But of course. Whatever you need.”

She then looks to Sonic, exchanging a glance that held a silent conversation in it.

‘You see?’

‘Yup. I get what you mean now.’

Sonic’s gaze returns to Shadow who is already looking back at him, smiling all soft again and his fingers fidgeting on his lap as if he’s wanting to touch..

Sonic has no idea what to do with that observation.

“You been worried??”

Sonic flinches slightly at that. Looks behind himself. Looks back to Shadow. Points at himself.

“Me??”

An amused hum comes from the ebony hedgehog— closest thing Sonic has ever heard to a laugh from him, mind you— and he tilts his head at Sonic, “Who else??”

“‘Bout what??” Sonic asks cluelessly, seeing Rouge shift her weight and cross her arms out of the corner of his eye.

Shadow’s smile shifts again, a bit more uncomfortable or unsure, “Uh—About me..?”

Sonic purses his lips. Shrugs a bit awkwardly, “I dunno. Not really?? You’ve always been pretty good at takin’ care of yourself, dude.”

Shadow’s smile is gone now, a small frown replacing it as his ears twitch as if they might fold back on his quills.

This doesn’t settle well in the pit of Sonic’s stomach.

“But hey. I’m real glad to see you’re okay, Faker,” Sonic smiles, trying to be a bit more caring.

Which is something he never thought he’d have to be with Shadow but okay.

Shadow doesn’t seem too comforted by this, but his frown lightens ever so slightly, at least. He nods a bit and then looks down at his hands a moment.

Then he looks back to Rouge.

“Now that Sonic is here, can I go??”

Rouge blinks at him.

Sonic does the same.

“Uh.. I—“ Rouge seems unsure how to answer that, looking to Sonic for help, but he just shrugs. She looks back to Shadow, “We’re not holding you hostage here, Shadow.. you know that, right??”

Shadow purses his lips and looks at Sonic with this helpless little look in his eyes, and that’s when Sonic sees it.

That fear Rouge had been talking about.

He’s scared.

Sonic doesn’t know why, nor does he think about it when he rounds the bed to stand near Shadow’s side to place a hand on his shoulder, “We’ll get you out of here in a jiffy, Shads. But maybe we should make sure you’re okay first??”

“They already ran scans,” Shadow replies immediately, his hand moving to rest on top of Sonic’s on his shoulder and—

Woah there buddy are they holding hands???

Whatever Shadow says after that is completely lost to both Rouge and Sonic as they stare with baffled expressions at Sonic and Shadow’s connected hands on his shoulder.

Shadow pauses when he notices this, looking from Sonic to Rouge. Then Sonic again.

“…What??”

“You’re… touching my hand,” Sonic says a bit awkwardly, an uncomfortable smile on his muzzle as he points to their hands with his free one as if Shadow doesn’t see it for himself.

Shadow deadpans.

“…And??”

“It’s just- er… Why???”

“..Why wouldn’t I??…”

Shadow blinks at Sonic.

Sonic blinks back.

Both looking equally confused by this entire interaction.

Rouge is trying not to find all this amusing despite how unsettlingly out of character Shadow is being.

“This.. is an interesting development.”

[sharpedgedfool]

Hey there! Hope you don’t mind me popping into your inbox more often lately, but I’ve just been pondering Sonic and Shadow in your AUs a lot and had some questions about them—can’t imagine why (glances over at your AO3 account) /j

1- how does Oliver eventually come to trust (or at least not hate) Sonic in the museum au? I assume it takes a while and involves the two of them spending a lot of time together on their archeological investigation?

2- in the fae au, is it unhealthy for Sonic/Wild Cherry to be pushing himself to wake up in the wintertime? And how does it feel for him the first time he wakes up so early in the cold? (I’d also love to know how he first meets Shadow/Black Ice but I don’t want to ask too much at once…)

3- I know you said you have some ideas for a sequel to your fleetadow fic, would you by any chance be interested in sharing anything about that?

(And of course, feel free to say “you’ll see” in response to any of these if you don’t feel like answering or if they’re too spoilery! I’m just very interested in all of your story ideas /gen /pos)

Hii, I don’t mind questions at all!! Any excuse to ramble about my silly ideas, I’ll just rapid fire answer below (I'll hide it under a cut cause it got a bit long lmao)

1. That’s part of the story yeah! It’ll take a while, but they’re gonna get to know each other over the course of the investigation, the ruins go deep. I can’t say much cause I’m still trying to write it, but I’m excited to see what people make of what I’ve got planned so far! Sonic’s gonna prove his hero shtick isn’t all bells and whistles, and Shadow’s secrets quickly become unavoidable despite his efforts, it's sort of him they're investigating after all, and by the time he realises it's way too late to turn back.

2. It's not really a severe risk to their health, it’s more so just hard for Fae to control their nature; in this case the whole dying/regeneration process usually isn’t something they have any power over, and it usually relies on the cold to naturally let them know when to wake up, kinda like a hibernation type thing. Sonic’s been trying to wake up a smidge earlier for decades now, but its just sheer determination and a bit of luck on his part. If he woke up mid-winter it'd be a bit of a problem, but he just wakes up a few days shy of spring. I have their first meeting scripted out, I was hoping to turn it into a full comic but I’ve not had the time yet so we’ll see. I’ll maybe just write it out instead at some point haha.

3. I’ve been scheming away at that too, the sequels gonna have a bit more focus on Fleetway and Sonic and how they manage to handle their coexistence now they’ve found some common ground, Shadow’s the catalyst for them to get along but he’s not around to play referee all the time. Amy’s gonna get some time to shine too in this one, but its mainly focused on Sonic, Shadow and Fleetway again. I have another fun twist in mind but I’m still working on the outline so I don’t wanna say anything for certain in case I change my mind mid-way through - the endgame is something cheery tho I promise, I like a happy ending!

Thanks for the questions!! Bother me about my aus anytime haha :)

[mind-empty-just-fictional-people]

Hello I absolutely love your writing! I wanted to ask if I could request a Soldier Boy imagine? Specifically one where the reader is Black Canary. She’s an incredible fighter, has her loud ear piercing sonic scream & the bad ass bodysuit with the fishnet tights! He’s basically smitten & wants to go out with her. Although she hesitates for sometime because of his reputation he manages to convince her. But we also see him admiring her when she’s working out/training and when she’s saving people/being a hero. Thank you💕

A Compliment A Day

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pairing: soldier boy x black canary!reader (female supe)

summary: soldier boy gives black canary a genuine compliment each day to show her he’s capable of being a good person

rating: R for language

word count: 1.6k

warnings: soldier boy (he’s a warning for this one, but he does get better), language, workplace harassment (?), i think that’s everything

timeline: set in an au a few years after season 3

author’s note: anon thank you for requesting!! i’m hoping this is what you were looking for! 🫶

It had been years since Vought came crashing down and Neumann was put behind bars. Supe Affairs had been running smoothly, and from the ashes of Vought arose a group of Supe’s who called themselves ‘Avengers of Justice’.

They were determined to keep their fellow Supe’s in line before S.A. could take them god knows where, as well as keep the average citizens safe.

You were the informal leader of this small group. Mainly because it had been your idea in the first place, but also because no one dared go against you. Everyone knew you were holding back your full potential when it came to your powers. The last time you used them almost at full blast, was when you single handedly destroyed Vought Tower. One screech and the empty building collapsed; also temporarily damaging everyone’s eardrums in a two mile radius. (The damage only lasted a couple days, and reports showed that a few people even had better hearing afterwards.)

You were also the leader because you had saved most of the Supe’s who followed your commands.

Soldier Boy was one of them. When you learned he’d been put back under you were determined to get him back. And you did. You managed to free him and get him the hell away from the Feds before anyone realized you were in the building.

He was incredibly grateful, and at first he showed it in the most inappropriate ways.

For example, the first thing he said to you when he woke up and you were saving him was, “Wow, you’ve got great tits, miss.” You slapped him in the face before you both fled.

You didn’t stand for about half the things he said. You kicked his ass several times before he fully understood why you got so offended by the comments.

“Thank you for saving me all those weeks ago, Tweety Bird,” was the first non-sexist, nice thing he said to you. Although, the nickname made you want to scream and break his eardrums.

“No problem Army Man,” you replied with a forced smile.

He’d never admit it, but he genuinely liked how tough you were. How you didn’t let him get away with anything; his dirty dishes in the sink, his dirty socks in the living room, and many more everyday things that he never used to worry about.

But you kinda annoyed him too. To him, he was The Man of the house (well, old clock tower apartment, turned watchtower for Supe’s who worked with you) and you were supposed to respect him. You were a woman, it was your job to make him dinner, not the other way around!

The first time he said these misogynistic thoughts out loud every single Supe at the base looked at him like he had three fucking heads. You were pissed as fuck and demoted him to clean-up duty for two weeks. Suddenly his dirty dishes in the sink came back to haunt him.

He shut his mouth after that.

**

“Canary, we’ve got a live one!” one of your Supe’s informed you as you walked into the apartment. “Campbell down at Supe Affairs is claiming the Supe killed these people on purpose, we beg to differ.” You hit play on the video in front of you.

“Well that clearly wasn’t his fault!” you scoffed, watching as the Supe seemed to emit a force from himself but looked terrified at the outcome. “I’ll call Hughie and sort this out. Is the Supe already in custody?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Soldier Boy said. “I called the cum guzzler and he insisted that this Supe had malicious intent.”

“Please tell me you did not call the head of Supe Affairs and call him that?” you groaned. Soldier Boy just grinned. “God damn it Soldier Boy! Now I have to call the bastard and grovel.”

“Sorry,” he piped, suddenly feeling very embarrassed. “It kinda just… came out.”

“Well, you live and you learn.” You shrugged then eyed him. “Well, you live anyway.”

“Hey! I’d like to think I’ve learned quite a lot given the fact I was raised in the fucking thirties! I’ve been working with you for two-and-a-half years now and it’s been how many months since I called you a bitch?”

“Check the whiteboard, Soldier Boy, it’s been two weeks since you last hit on me.”

“I still think singling me out with ‘Days Since Last Soldier Boy Incident’ is a form of discrimination.”

“It’s not when you’ve personally insulted every single one of your co-workers,” you laughed.

“Insulted?” Soldier Boy furrowed his brows, seeming somewhat hurt. You picked up on that and decided to drop the conversation.

“Look, just listen in when I call Hughie and learn how I talk to him without pointing out the fact I could break his spine, okay?”

“Okay,” Soldier Boy huffed.

**

You were lifting weights in the gym room (a section of the “apartment” converted into a makeshift gym) when Soldier Boy came in to join you.

“Hey, did you mean what you said earlier?” he asked. You put the weights down and looked at him, silently asking what he meant. “When I try to compliment you… does it actually sound like an insult?”

“Soldier Boy, the last time you ‘complimented’ me, you said that my fishnet tights made me look fuckable. That is not a compliment.”

“Yeah it is! I’m saying they make you look good!”

“Alright, I’m gonna do you and every woman you come in contact with in the future, a huge favor. If you really like someone, try complimenting something other than their looks. For example, tell them you like their sense of humor, or their taste in music. Do not go up to a co-worker and say they look fuckable.”

“So, instead of saying what I’m thinking right now about your gym clothes, I should say that I think it’s incredible you can bench over two-hundred pounds even though strength isn’t really your superpower?”

“Yes! Thank you, Soldier Boy.” You smiled a little.

“Well, then get used to hearing really specific compliments from now on, Tweety, because you asked for it.” He smirked then left the room.

“It’s Black Canary, Army Man!” you called out to him.

**

True to his word, Soldier Boy complimented you on literally everything but your looks the next few weeks. He made sure to give you (at least) one genuine compliment each day in hopes you’d see him as more than a barely tolerable co-worker.

One you really enjoyed hearing was; “I like how you can keep a couple dozen Supe’s under the same roof without them killing each other. I think that really says something about what a great leader you are.”

He said that after two Supe’s had fought each other over breakfast cereal and you managed to calm them both down. At first you thought he was being sarcastic but when you looked at him, you realized he was completely serious.

Another one that stuck out was; “This may be ironic, given the fact you could deafen anyone you come in contact with, but you are an incredible listener, Tweety Bird. You’re really easy to talk to and you give great advice.”

The nickname was growing on you.

But your absolute favorite and the one that made you swoon (you would never admit it though) was when you and Soldier Boy had been too late to a crime scene to save a handful of hostages. The two of you were seated on the roof of a building nearby; you had tears running down your face and he looked at you with such compassion.

“I know it might not seem like it right now,” Soldier Boy started, reaching out to touch your hand gently. “But you are an incredible person and you do not deserve everything you’re putting yourself through right now. You are strong as fuck and what happened here was not your fault. You’re a fucking hero, Tweety Bird, and I love that about you. But you’re human too and I love that even more.”

You slowly turned your head to look at him, tears still clouding your eyes.

“Thank you, Soldier Boy,” you whispered. “I know I usually don’t take your compliments very well but seriously, Army Man, thank you.”

“Anytime.” He smiled, not looking away from you. “Can I say one thing about your looks right now?”

“Sure, I think you’ve earned it given the fact you’ve gone three weeks without saying anything,” you laughed a little.

“Your dark eye makeup is running like crazy right now-”

“Wow, way to kick me when I’m down!”

“You didn’t let me finish! It’s running like crazy but you still look so fuckin’ pretty.” He smiled wider when you nodded in acceptance. He stared down at your lips as you smiled.

“If you’re thinking about kissing me-”

“Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna try anything, I know I’m about one wrong word away from my ears bleeding.”

“Well, I was gonna say go ahead and kiss me but-” He cut you off again but this time with a kiss to your lips. “Wow you’re good at that,” you mumbled when he pulled away after a moment. “I think I understand your cockiness now.”

“I’d love to take the credit, but that was definitely all you, Tweety.”

“Maybe we just have perfect chemistry,” you whispered and leaned in for another kiss.

“Guess we won’t know without a few more experiments, huh?” He kissed you a third time.

“I’m free all night, Army Man.”

[quinnwolfess]

As I promised @princessbunnyzelda, if she posted her story, I would too.

This is my first ever Sonic thing I wrote and the first thing I post without a friend to beta read.

@mikabeean

It was getting pretty late at night, most of the other team members were already in bed.

As per his usual, Tails wasn't hanging out tonight and was instead in his workshop, probably working on some new invention or improving an old one. He was the youngest of the group and still needed his sleep, something that Stardust knew well.

Running on all-fours, they made their way over to their friendly partner's workshop.

They picked themself up off the floor, not even bothering to knock. Light pants escaped their maw, a light scowl adorned their face as they opened the door. They felt a little fed up with the fact that their partner wasn't taking enough care of himself.

As they figured, Tails is still putting things together. He was sitting at his desk, screwdriver in one hand, pieces of metal with screws in them in the other. Like usual, Stardust didn’t actually know what he was tinkering with.

He seemed so locked into what he was working on that he didn't even notice his partner walk in. He just kept humming something, mumbling a lyric or two every now-and-then.

Stardust, of course, recognized it, causing their annoyed expression to soften. It was something they would sing to him when he couldn't sleep, woke up from a nightmare, or if there was thunder when they were alone. Despite him being 13, he was really still a child.

His tails swayed back and forth with the rhythm, something he had seen Stardust do with just about any slower song.They shook their head, having to refocus.

"Um, Tails-"

They were cut off by the fact that the poor little guy jumped violently enough to fall out of the chair.

Stardust picked him back up and onto his feet."Woah, I just came in to say that you should be going to bed... but... are you ok?"

"Y-yeah! I'm fine! I guess I just got pretty lost in my work again… heheh…" He rubbed the back of his neck, a light blush forming on his face from the embarrassment of falling so hard out of his chair, as well as a shy smile.

Without much more thought, hearing that he was ok, Stardust just threw him over their shoulder and carried him out, turning the lamps and the overhead lights off to save power.

Tails let out a grunt at being picked up so suddenly and with so much force.

"Why do you guys do this! You know I can walk on my own just fine..."

"Well, if we let you walk, you'd probably just go back to your workshop and be there until you pass out. And besides... I love cuddling with you..."

Tails stopped his protesting at the last thing Stardust said. He did like cuddling them, too. He felt the safest when he was with them. Not to say he didn't feel safe with Sonic and the rest of his friends, but nothing could compare to the platonic affection he felt for his partner.

He closed his eyes, leaning his fluffy cheeks into their neck, feeling his own tiredness. He was practically burying his head into the white, fuzzy lining of their sweatshirt.

Stardust made their grip on him more secure, holding him more like the child that he was than a sack of potatoes. They lightly nuzzled back at him, causing their little guy to cuddle closer.

"Let me guess, you don't wanna let go of me?" Stardust kept their voice low so he wouldn't be startled.

He sleepily mumbles against their hood. "You're too comfy..."

With that, Stardust turns into their own room instead of his, lying the clingy little fox on the bed. They took off his welding goggles and belt, setting them on the floor with a slightly startling 'clink' of the metals.

They crawled into the bed, cuddling a very sleepy Tails to themself, the little guy placing his tails over them like a blanket, something they loved dearly.

"Goodnight, Tails..."

An almost unintelligible mumble comes back. "Goodnight, Starry..."

[hugsandchaos]

Breakfast, Bitches

Summary: The story where Modern!Shadow makes Boom!Team Sonic breakfast after a sleepover. You can say it’s because he cares about them, but he says it’s because Meh Burger is very unhealthy and he’s not letting them eat it for breakfast. Because he cares about them.

Quick Notes: This is my first time writing Sonic Boom after over a year ago, which I think I’d like to leave in the past like something I can look back on and say “Oh I was still practicing back then, don’t take it seriously”. I think I did pretty good, but tell me if you think it needs more comedy or shenanigans, I just didn’t think many were necessary since it’s early morning. This is based off @zumbieve‘s Isekai’d Shadow AU, which I thought was really cool!

Word Count: 2,322

Something smelled good.

That was the first thing Sonic noticed when he woke up a few minutes ago. Something smelled good, really good. Good enough to pull him from sleep and motivate him to sit up. In doing so, he was confused not to feel the same familiar movement of his hammock. Instead he felt a soft blanket separating him from the floor. A quick look out the window and Sonic realized how early it was, and that he was in Tails’ living room.

The sun was still barely rising. The sky was a shade of blue with just enough light to barely make out the small fox sleeping nearby. Sonic smiled a little and yawned. For a moment, he considered going back to sleep. He could hear the others snoring quietly nearby. No, he had to investigate. As comfortable as the moment and makeshift bed was, he wanted to figure out what smelled so good. The blue hedgehog began standing up. He moved slowly as to not disturb anyone, and because he was still a little tired. Once he was up, he rubbed his eyes and looked at his feet. He stepped carefully over Tails, the maneuvered around Knuckles, who was asleep on the hanging couch with his legs hanging off? Sonic knew better now than to question, but… Why?

He turned to the direction the smell was coming from. It was coming from his kitchen, and as he paid more attention, he also heard the faint sound of sizzling and someone humming a tune. Sonic’s heart picked up and he was suddenly much more awake. He moved as silently as he could to feel for the light switch. Once he found it, he flipped it on to see who it was. The sudden glare of the light made him squint, but his eyes adapted pretty quickly.

“Shadow?!” Sonic exclaimed. Don’t worry, not the edge lord one. The short one.

Shadow briefly turned to him, a spatula in his hand while the other held the pan steady.”Good morning to you, too.” He said half sarcastically. He turned his attention back to the pan. Sonic, confused and curious, walked over to see what it was he was doing. Since this Shadow was shorter, he could look over his shoulder. Three pancakes were on the pan, placed far enough apart not to touch and have some space between them. Sonic realized that the smell that woke him up was Shadow cooking. He looked at the dark hedgehog with slight confusion.

Since meeting him, this different version of Shadow has been… an experience. He was distrusting of them at first, like they were of him, but both sides learned to trust each other. They even gave this Shadow a nickname incase of the awkward scenario in which the two Shadows meet; Shads. Original, right? Despite their original thoughts, this Shadow was actually a great addition to the group, and an excellent friend. In his own way, more often than not.

He’d been invited to the sleepover, and even though he didn’t talk much, his presence proved to make that evening a little more interesting. Sonic remembered that the best part was how he reacted when they found out how often they ate Meh Burger after ordering some last night. He looked disturbed and said that wasn’t healthy to eat that kind of food so often, and Knuckles joked that Meh Burger practically wasn’t food at all. Shadow didn’t understand it was a joke at first, but it wasn’t entirely wrong. Meh Burger really lived up to its name.

Shadow nudged the spatula under one of the pancakes and flipped it.”Check the plate over there.” He said, pointing to his left.”I made enough for almost everyone to have three,” Shadow swiftly turned around and glared at Sonic, “only three,” He turned back to the flip the second pancake, “and this last batch is almost done. Go ahead and get some, but keep the others in mind. They’re not awake yet.” He said. Sonic looked in the direction the dark hedgehog was pointing. As Shadow said, there was a plate of pancakes on the counter.

Sonic walked over to them and took a deep breath in through his nose.”Oh, that smells amazing.” He said. He couldn’t help but smile a little. He noticed the bowl of scrambled eggs and plate of bacon right of the pancakes.”You made eggs and bacon too?” Sonic asked, genuinely surprised. There seemed to be enough for everyone. When he turned around, Shadow had flipped the third pancake.

”Yes. It took me more time than I’d have liked since I had to leave to buy the ingredients, cook the bacon, pancakes, eggs, and then come back with them. I forgot to cook the last three pancakes, so I’m doing that now.” He said. He glanced outside, and so did Sonic. Streaks of pink broke through the light blue, a sign that the sun was finally close to rising above the horizon.”It was still dark when I started. Now that I’m almost done cooking, all there is to do is clean up.” Shadow added.

Sonic looked around the kitchen incase he missed anything when he first turned the light on, but he couldn’t find whatever mess Shadow was referring to.“I don’t see any mess.” He said.

“The dishes I used.” Shadow responded.

Sonic scanned the three options again. How long did it take for him to make it? And why?“Why, though?” Sonic asked as he turned around. Shadow was putting the three pancakes onto a plate and paused to give him a confused look. Immediately, Sonic raised both hands as if in surrender.“Don’t get me wrong, I really appreciate it! But I don’t understand why.” He said.

Shadow came closer with the plate holding the last three pancakes. Sonic reached out to grab one, but Shadow gave him a stern look that made him laugh nervously and put both hands behind his back. Shadow stepped beside him and held the plate in his hands at an angle to let the pancakes slide perfectly onto the plate with the rest.“I used them, so I clean them.” Shadow replied. He turned around and grabbed the pan and spatula to start washing them in the sink, which looked cleaner than last Sonic remembered.

“No, I mean the food.” Sonic elaborated.

Shadow grabbed a nearby sponge and started with the plate.“I woke up pretty early and couldn’t fall back asleep. I got bored, so I looked at the time and decided it would be a good time to start breakfast. Also, because of habit.” He replied. He spent a moment scrubbing it, then grabbed a nearby washcloth to dry it. Sonic turned back to the pancakes. Surely one bite wouldn’t hurt. He picked one up and took a bite out of it.

For a second, he could practically feel a sparkle in his eyes. It tasted a little like heaven, with a bit of strawberry. He quickly ate the food in his mouth.”Oh my gosh, this is great!” He exclaimed, then proceeded to try to stuff the rest of it into his mouth. He made a few admittedly gross sounds that he knew made Shadow cringe. Sonic heard a small yawn and turned around to see Tails leaning against the counter for support, still sleepy.

“What’s great? And why are the lights on?” He asked tiredly. He rubbed his eyes as he began walking over to Sonic.

“Shadow made these pancakes.” Sonic replied. He took one from the plate and handed it to Tails.

He took a small bite and smiled.“These are pretty good!” He said, sounding a little less tired. He turned to look at Shadow, who was standing his toes to reach the higher cabinets Tails kept his plates in. Tails himself needed a stepping stool or to hover to reach them, but both brothers still found it funny that Shadow had to stretch a little. Both brothers tried to keep their laughter under control.”Thanks, Shadow!” Tails said. He was doing a better job at keeping his laughter down than Sonic.

Shadow turned around.“You’re welcome. Also, what’s so funny?” He asked.

Sonic waved a hand.“Nothing, nothing.” He said, trying and failing to get his laughter under control.”Just a small thing we remembered.” He said. Tails snickered at the joke. Shadow gave them a pretty disappointed look and turned back to start washing the pan and spatula.“Oh, come on. Don’t tell me you have a short temper.” Sonic said.

“It’s morning, Sonic. Everyone has a short temper in the morning.” Shadow said.

Tails’ snickering was cut off with a yawn and he leaned against Sonic again. Sonic gave him a side hug and Tails continued eating his pancake with slow bites. It was a habit or something between them to have at least one hug in the mornings, and more often than not, Tails would almost fall back asleep leaning against his big brother.“I bet you especially?” Sonic teased.

Shadow chuckled softly at the joke.“Well, you’re not wrong.” He said. Sonic paused. Shadow chuckled. He just chuckled. Holy crap, that chuckle was somehow so nice to hear! Sonic wanted to hear it again, but it felt like his mind was running all over the place after hearing that. How was he this excited over hearing that laugh?”Anyways, I’m going to be heading out pretty soon.” Shadow said, interrupting Sonic’s thoughts.

“Wha — Already? But the others aren’t up yet! And you haven’t eaten breakfast!” Sonic said. He was suddenly determined to get Shadow to stay just a little longer.

Shadow put the pan and spatula away. He turned to them looking a little less grumpy and a little more confused.”I already ate breakfast, and I was under the assumption that you’d want me to leave after.” He said. Sonic sprinted to stand next to him, and Tails almost fell over, but caught himself against the counter. Sonic reached a high cabinet and opened it to grab a plate. He was definitely getting his second and third pancakes, and some bacon. And eggs, with ketchup, obviously.

“No way, man! Last night was cool, and today we’re going on a boring hike through the forest!” He said with an odd amount of enthusiasm. He grabbed a second plate and handed it to Tails when he walked back to the counter with the food.

Tails put his unfinished pancake on his plate and went to get some more food for himself.“Wanna come with us?” He asked hopefully. If Sonic wasn’t already smiling at the promise of actually good food, he’d be smiling at how Tails was acting.

Out of the whole group, Tails was the most nervous around Shadow. The first Shadow was a jerk to all of them, Tails especially for some reason. Hearing about that “fox hunting” comment made Sonic want to do things he’d probably end up arrested for. Plus, he’s still a kid, so it was no wonder he didn’t want to be near him at all in the beginning.

Last night changed that a bit, though. With some more time to talk, the group had learned a couple things about Short Shadow’s world. When Shadow explained what a motorcycle was, Tails wanted to hear more, and Shadow seemed almost happy to share information about them, including his own. Sonic had no clue what they were saying after five minutes and honestly found it a little boring, but Tails seemed so happy listening to Shadow talk about the different engines and whatnot, so who was he to interrupt?

Sonic probably wouldn’t say it out loud, maybe, but he was honestly proud of Tails seeing him start to trust this second Shadow.

Shadow hummed.“Well, I don’t have much else to do, so exploring the island a bit more might be interesting.” He said.

“Turn the light off!” Amy groaned. The three of them looked over to where she was sleeping on the couch. She was trying to cover her head with the blanket to block out the light. Sonic glanced outside. The sky was now a mixture of pink, blue, and some yellow.”Wait, what’s that smell? Did someone make breakfast?” Amy asked. She sat up and lifted a hand to cover her mouth when she yawned.

Sonic got his food and some silverware. He walked over to the couch and sat down to eat.“Yep, and get this; Shadow made it. You’ve gotta try it, it’s really good.” He said. He used his fork to pick up some scrambled eggs covered in ketchup and ate them. It could just be the pretty much daily Meh Burger after so long, but he thought this food was amazing.

“Shadow made breakfast?” Knuckles asked. Apparently, he was awake, too. Still hanging off the other couch a little, but awake. He fell to the floor with a thud when he tried to get up.

Amy rubbed her eyes and smiled. She turned around to look at Shadow.”That’s really nice of you, Shadow. It smells amazing. Thank you.” She said. She got up off the couch to get some breakfast herself. Sonic heard another yawn from the opposite side of him and looked over at the somehow still intact blanket fort Sticks made the night before. Soon, Sticks emerged, her fur looking a little like a small mane with it all out of the ropes she used to tie it.

Shadow gave a small scoff in the kitchen.”It’s normal breakfast food. If you consider this amazing, then you’re eating more unhealthy garbage than I thought.” He said.

Sticks pointed at him.”Hey, don’t insult garbage like that!” She said. Sonic could see the eye roll from Shadow, and he was focused on eating. Whatever was said next was lost from Sonic’s ears. Forget Meh Burger, this food was even better than their milkshakes! Could Shadow make better milkshakes? Or better chili dogs? That, Sonic had to find out. Maybe he’d ask during lunch!

[aster-saturn]

ME LIFE'S ANNIVERSARY (birthday) IS THIS SUNDAYYYYY

And what better way to celebrate stupidly early by writing the most ridiculous blurb for me and anyone else who might see this and your birthday is in February!!

🎉BRUCETASTIC BIRTHDAY BASH🎂

Characters:

Randy Cunningham -🧣

Movie! Sonic -🌀

Rottmnt Leo -⚔️

Ahhh, the second of February—a seemingly normal day in the quiet little town of [Your Hometown Here]. But for one lucky soul, today is no ordinary day... it’s someone's BIRTHDAY! Let’s take a peek inside and see what chaotic shenanigans are about to unfold.

The blaring sound of "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUUU!!!" woke you with a start. Your eyelids fluttered open, and there he was—Randy Cunningham, the Ninja of Norrisville himself, kneeling on your bed, singing the loudest, most high-key rendition of "Happy Birthday" you've ever heard.

He grinned as he saw your confusion.

"Top of the mornin' to the birthday bozo!"

"Randy?" you mumbled, still groggy. "How did you even get in here?"

"Magic, science, prayer, delusional writer of the universe. The important thing is I'm here. Now get up, it's your anniversary of life!"

Before you could ask what that meant, a whooshing sound interrupted the already bizarre morning. A shimmering golden ring portal opened in the middle of your room, and out zipped Sonic Wachowski, carrying what seemed to be a precarious stack of gifts and goodies.

"Time sure flies by when you're getting old—but not too fast to miss the big day!" Sonic yelled, sliding into the room with his trademark cocky grin. He skidded to a halt, posed dramatically, and picked up the second verse of "Happy Birthday" exactly where Randy had left off.

Unfortunately, as he leaned into the high note, the stack of presents toppled over, scattering gift-wrapped boxes, ribbons, and what appeared to be several chili dogs across your floor.

"Aw, man," Sonic muttered, scratching his head. "I hope you guys believe in the 5 second rule."

"DUDE, you shoobed the vibe!" Randy shouted, leaping off the bed to pick up a chili dog. "What even is this?!"

"Relax," Sonic said with a shrug. "It's your birthday breakfast. You're welcome."

Before you could even process what was happening, another portal opened—but this time, it was chaotic, crackling with blue energy. You barely had time to react before Leonardo Hamato, fearless faceman leader of the Mad Dogs, tumbled out face-first onto the pile of gifts.

"NAILED IT!" Leo shouted, springing to his feet like nothing happened. He immediately started singing the third verse of "Happy Birthday," adding unnecessary boop to your nose to really sell the moment.

"You’re late!" Sonic quipped.

"Fashionably," Leo retorted, tossing his mask trails off his shoulders.

The room was now filled with confetti, ribbons, and an overwhelming amount of chaotic energy. You stared at the three of them in stunned disbelief, trying to figure out how your morning had spiraled so far out of control.

"Wait," you said, holding up a hand. "How do you all know each other?!"

The trio exchanged awkward glances.

"Well, uh," Randy began, rubbing the back of his neck. "So there was this dude, right. Blocky glasses, weird blue sparkling hair-"

"Woah-"

"Weird blue??"

"-that might've gave us some interdimensional tech and said it was totally safe—"

"Until Speedy over here hit the turbo button," Leo added.

"I am the turbo button," Sonic shot back, crossing his arms.

"And now we’re here!" Randy finished with a flourish, tossing a confetti bomb that exploded over your bed.

"Best. Birthday. Ever," Leo declared, throwing an arm around you and grinning like he'd accomplished something profound.

You popped your lips with an inquisitive eyebrow raise. "So, no cake?"

The trio paused for a moment before groaning in unison.

"Alright, who was on cake duty!?" -⚔️

"You did NOT say anything about cake in your plan!" -🧣

"Operation: 'Brucetastic Birthday Bash' would've just been a regular day without cake!" -⚔️

"Wait- CAKE!? I thought you said shake!" -🌀

Sonic rummaged around the pile of gifts he brought along before pulling out... A milkshake. "We can stick a candle in this if you want?"

You just stared at them, unsure whether to laugh, scream, or cry. What a way to celebrate another year to your life.

[denaliwrites]

When the Crypt Doors Creak

Tenth Doctor x GN!Reader

Summary: The Doctor takes you to the most popular haunted house attraction on Earth after finding out your favorite holiday is Halloween. Turns out he might have ulterior motives for the trip, though.

Soundtrack: Grim Grinning Ghosts by Creature Feature

Requests: Open!

Warnings: Jumpscares, Canon-Typical Peril.

A skeleton dropped from the ceiling, its cheap plastic teeth chittering mockingly when you let out a bleat of terror. The Doctor shot you an amused look, apparently unfazed.

"Does nothing frighten you?" you asked, stepping around the skeleton with a miffed whine.

"Oh, plenty frightens me," he sighed, sidestepping a haphazardly placed dummy meant to look like a bloody corpse.

"Like what?" You startled at the sound of a mournful howl echoing around you. Eyes shot to the Doctor for comfort, but instead found him giving you a shit-eating grin.

"Nothing that can be found in a haunted house on Earth in the year 2375," he assured you.

The two of you rounded a corner. Immediately you yelped, confronted by a giant robot with round, hollow black eyes. Somehow, that seemed even creepier than glowing electric eyes.

The Doctor stopped beside you, staring up at the robot with a perplexed expression. "I stand corrected," he said after a moment. "So that's what the TARDIS scanners were picking up."

"What, this thing frightens you?" you asked in disbelief, though internally you admitted that it frightened you too... You were unsure why. You were so busy thinking about it that you missed that he hadn't actually brought you here for a fun outing.

The Doctor pulled out his sonic and gave the robot a quick scan. "Well, at least it's dormant," he said to himself as he read the scan. "But this is wrong. You shouldn't be here..."

"What is it?" you asked, blinking up at the thing.

"Nothing you need to worry about right this second," he tried to reassure you, his hands guiding you by the waist away from the robot.

You continued through the haunted house, but you could tell from that moment that the Doctor's mind was elsewhere. You tried to catch his attention a couple times, but he was fully engrossed in his thoughts. And, occasionally, his sonic scans.

Around another bend, you came across a different robot. This one was much cuter upon first glance, but something about it drove you to stand far away. The Doctor, however, approached without hesitation and did another scan.

"This is all wrong," he sighed, turning to look around the room. It was dark, and at least you were having trouble making anything out other than the dummy ahead of you. "Where are they getting these things?"

You edged the room, trying to keep as far from the thing as you could. "Doctor, I want to leave," you moaned, hands desperately searching the dark wall behind you for an exit.

He didn't seem to hear you, continuing to scan and talk to himself. The last thing you saw before accidentally falling through an exit door was the doctor scratching the back of his head, and the last thing you heard was him saying, "You shouldn't be here."

You weren't sure how long you fell, or when you landed. You'd gone unconscious at some point. All you knew was just that you woke up in some sort of cell.

"Hello?" you called out, rattling the bars in various locations in the hope that they might give. You were disappointed to find that they were pretty solidly in place.

"Hello?" you tried again.

This time, you were answered by footsteps that echoed across the walls as they got closer. "Ah, you're awake," a displaced voice said, and you got the distinct impression that whoever had spoken was not a particularly nice individual.

Though, maybe the whole "being locked in a cell" thing should've given that away.

"I was wondering when the hypnosis would wear off." With that, the source of the voice stepped into view. You were surprised to see that it was just an ordinary guy -- well, a rich guy, going by the fancy suit he wore and the way he was immaculately groomed, but. Otherwise, perfectly ordinary.

"Hypnosis?" you asked, trying to think back to when that could've possibly happened.

"Yeah. Nothing particularly strong or damaging. Needed to get you from Point A to Point B and you were... well. Uncooperative."

It was then you noticed a fresh cut on his lip. Nice.

"Well, I'd say sorry," you started, your voice mocking, "but I'm pretty sure kidnapping is a little higher on the list than punching the guy trying to kidnap you, as far as grievances go."

"Mm," was all he offered by way of response, starting to pace.

"What am I doing here, anyway?"

"Oh, yes, let me just tell you my whole grand plan so that you can formulate some clever way to stop it."

Ouch. Okay. He had you there.

"Don't know what kind of idiots you've been dealing with, but I'm not falling for that bullshit."

"Oh, I wouldn't call it bullshit," the Doctor's voice came suddenly from somewhere to your left. You turned, but he was nowhere to be seen. "Curious, this one," he continued, referring to you. "Asks all sorts of great questions."

"You call that a great question?"

"Well, give it a minute. The hypnosis is probably still wearing off."

"Uh, Doctor, where are you?" you asked, as if you hadn't just been insulted by one man and complimented by another.

"See, that's a good question. Where am I?"

"You're the one that's supposed to answer that, Doctor," you sighed, eyes still scanning around trying to find him.

"See, the thing is," the Doctor started, and you heard the sound of a switch flipping. "That Cyberman, and that Dalek. They're just dormant. Not dead."

You had no idea where this was going, but by the look on the face of your captor, you knew that he knew exactly where the Doctor was and what he was doing.

"And, well. All dormant things wake up eventually, don't they? Hmm, I wonder what this button does."

The sound of an alarm filled the room, and a robotic voice began instructing patrons to evacuate the building.

"Well, at least you had the decency to give them a chance to get out. Couldn't afford the lawsuits?" the Doctor asked, something in his voice rather cruel.

You looked to your captor, almost laughing at the panic on his face.

"Now, you managed to capture a Dalek and a Cyberman and who knows what else is in the parts of that maze we didn't see. What do you think they'll do, now that I've turned off the machine keeping them under? I wonder..."

The man made to leave, but the Doctor stopped him with a tut. "Let my friend go, Jeremy."

Jeremy (apparently) hesitated, then threw the cell key to you and ran for the exit.

"Oh, good enough, I suppose," the Doctor sighed.

You let yourself out of the cell and turned towards the exit "Jeremy" had run through.

"Ah-ah," the Doctor chided gently. "Not that way."

"Why not?" you asked the air around you, looking around for any other way out. There was none.

"That's where all the monsters are gonna be."

Oh, right.

"Then where am I supposed to go?"

You heard him make that weird sound that came from the back of his throat. "Well. The TARDIS, obviously."

"The TARDIS isn't here, Doctor."

"Sure she is. Look in the loo."

You blinked stupidly for a moment, then turned and, indeed, found a restroom sign. Stepping through the door, you were met with the beautiful deep blue wood of the Doctor's ship.

"Have you been in here the whole time?" you asked the open air.

"Come in and find out, won't you?"

You stepped inside to see the Doctor smiling at you from the console. You ran to him and threw your arms around him. He hugged you back, holding on tight as he buried his face in your hair.

"I'm glad you're okay," he murmured, placing a kiss to your temple.

You pulled away from him, softly clearing your throat. "Shouldn't we help Jeremy? Or, at least, get rid of all those 'monsters.'"

"There's no helping Jeremy now," the Doctor sighed. "And all those monsters will self-destruct or go live out the rest of their lives in solitude once they realize they're all alone."

"That's... sad. Shouldn't we take them back to where they belong?"

The Doctor looked contemplative and sad for a moment. "No."

You wanted to press him on that, but something told you not to. Something about the haunted expression on his face.

"... Can we go to a normal haunted house?" you asked instead. "One in my time."

"You wanna do that again?" he asked with a stunned laugh. "You were terrified the whole time!"

"Doctor, that's the point!"

[im-so-normal-iswear]

hello! This is my first time doing this request and seeing you're open for a yandere sonic prompts I was wondering if you could do Amy rose? I'll give you creative liberties but something to do with obsession stuff take care and happy new year!

A/n: happy late new year!

Yandere!Amy rose x reader

The first time Amy Rose saw you, her world changed. She’d always been driven by passion, whether it was for adventure, for Sonic, or for her dreams of a perfect romance. But when she saw you that day, standing in the sunlight and obliviously focused on something mundane, she realized she’d been wrong all along.

Sonic wasn’t her destiny, you were.

From that moment on, her focus shifted entirely. At first, she convinced herself it was nothing but a fleeting crush. After all, she’d fallen for others before. But the more she watched you, every interaction, every smile, every step you took, the more she realized how far she was falling. You weren’t just a fleeting interest. You were hers.

Amy wasn’t shy about her feelings. She left little notes in places she knew you’d find them: tucked inside your bag, slipped under your door, or hidden in your belongings.

"You're amazing. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise."

"I hope your day is as beautiful as your smile."

"I’m watching over you. Always."

You assumed they were harmless, maybe even sweet, but you couldn’t shake the sense that some were a little too personal. You knew any, she had always been so loving, so you just pushed her behavior as normal.

Amy’s obsession only grew.

She kept a diary of everything she learned about you. Your favorite foods, the way you smiled, the things you muttered under your breath when you were stressed. Her room became a shrine to you, filled with photos, trinkets she’d stolen or "borrowed," and drawings she’d made of you together.

While you trued to brush off the concerns, her other friends became worried. Sonic, especially, grew concerned.

"Amy, you’ve been acting... different," he said one day, trying to approach the subject gently. "Is everything okay?"

Amy’s cheerful smile didn’t waver. "Of course, Sonic! I’m just... focused on something important."

He didn’t press her further, but the worry lingered.

Amy’s love wasn’t harmless, though she convinced herself it was. She believed her actions were justified, that they were all part of ensuring your happiness.

When she overheard someone flirting with you, her blood boiled. How dare they? Didn’t they know you were hers? She immediately ran up to you clinging onto your arm mid conversation.

"Y/n! Ive found you! I was looking all over for you," she poke cheerfully, nuzzling into you as you wobbled awkwardly.

After you excuses yourself her face became serious as she turned over to the one that was talking to you, her voice was sickly sweet "So I noticed you were talking to my y/n. If you wouldn't mind. Stay away.”

If they didn’t take her seriously, they learned quickly. Amy wasn’t afraid to wield her hammer when necessary. She’d do anything to protect you from "threats."

From that day forward, Amy made herself a constant presence in your life. She found excuses to run into you, to help you with errands, to invite you to events. She was charming, persistent, and impossibly hard to say no to.

But the more time you spent with her, the more unsettling her behavior became.

She seemed to know things she shouldn’t, details about your schedule, your habits, even your private thoughts. When you asked her how she knew, she’d giggle and wave it off.

"I just have a knack for these things," she’d say. "Thats just what friends are for!"

...

One night, you woke to the feeling of being watched.

Your room was dark, but you could swear there was someone there. You turned on the light, heart pounding, but saw nothing out of place.

Unbeknownst to you, Amy was outside, crouched beneath your window, her heart racing with excitement. She couldn’t stay away. Watching you sleep brought her a strange sense of peace, as if she were protecting you from the world.

When you tried to distance yourself, Amy panicked.

“l"Did I do something wrong?" she asked, tears welling in her eyes.

"No, it’s just… I need some space," you said, trying to be gentle.

Her smile faltered, but she nodded. "Of course. I understand."

She didn’t, though. The thought of losing you was unbearable. She spent the night crying in her room, clutching a photo of you and vowing to fix things.

Amy’s breaking point came when she saw you with someone else.

It didn’t matter that they were just a friend. In her mind, they were stealing you from her. She couldn’t let that happen.

The next day, your friend didn’t show up. You tried calling them, but there was no answer. Amy appeared soon after, her smile as bright as ever.

"Looking for someone?" she asked innocently.

You frowned. "Yeah, have you seen them?"

Amy tilted her head. "Nope! But don’t worry. You have me."

Her words sent a chill down your spine.

Amy’s obsession reached its peak when she decided she needed to keep you safe. The world was too unforgiving, filled with people who didn’t understand whatvtye two of you had. She’d make sure nothing could ever come between you again.

One night, as you were walking home, Amy appeared with her hammer in hand.

"Don’t be scared," she said, her voice soft but her eyes wild. "I’m doing this for us."

Before you could react, everything went dark.

When you woke, you were in a small, cozy room. The walls were painted pink, and the air smelled faintly of roses. Amy sat beside you, her smile radiant.

"You’re finally awake!" she said, clasping your hand. "I was so worried about you."

You tried to sit up, but your head spun. "Where am I?"

"With me," she said simply. "Where you belong."

As the days turned into weeks, Amy’s behavior grew more erratic. She was kind and doting one moment, possessive and controlling the next. She brought you food, gifts, and endless declarations of love, but she refused to let you leave.

"I’m protecting you," she insisted. "No one else understands you like I do."

You tried reasoning with her, but it was no use. Amy’s love was as unyielding as it was suffocating. She believed with every fiber of her being that you were meant to be together, no matter what.

[guardian-of-da-gay]

It's Not Your Fault

Sequel to You're Still Alive in My Mind

Read on Ao3

For Whumptober 2024 Prompt 20: "It's not your fault."

tw: depression, repression, desecration of corpses, suicidal thoughts

“It’s not your fault.”

That’s what the Wachowskis kept telling him.  What Wade said every time they caught a glimpse of the destruction.  It was that other echidna.  He’d made Knuckles do those things.  Knuckles wouldn’t have hurt anyone, wouldn’t have destroyed those towns, wouldn’t have attacked his friends and family.

The men from G.U.N. didn’t tell him it wasn’t his fault.  They asked .  Did he remember?  Did he mean to?  How did he feel about it?  Did he regret it?  Did he feel guilt? Remorse?

Knuckles told them nothing.

He remembered.  But it was like a dream.  Everything had made sense at the moment, but now it didn’t.  He remembered doing those things.  He remembered doing them and being happy about it.  Happier than he had ever been before.  Probably happier than he would ever be again.  But he didn’t know why. 

He’d found satisfaction in vengeance before, but never joy in wanton destruction.  Victory felt good, but violence and death were practical and impersonal.  He didn’t delight in them.

So yes, he remembered doing those things.  He had meant to at the time.  He had been happy to do them then.  Now he wasn’t.  He didn’t feel anything.  Everyone else was expecting regret, guilt, and remorse, but Knuckles felt nothing.  Absolutely nothing at all.  Just tired.

He’d felt something briefly.  When he first woke, he thought he was having a nightmare.  He was the last of his kind.  All his family, tribe, species were dead.  Their rotted corpses lay strewn out as far as the eye could see.  Knuckles had felt so much he could barely breathe.  He’d squeezed his eyes shut and prayed he could wake up from this horrible dream.

Wade found him.  He hugged Knuckles and told him everything would be okay now.  The nightmare was over.

Knuckles believed him so he opened his eyes.  But the nightmare wasn’t over.  It was just real-life now.  His people were all dead.  Their corpses had been used by the only other surviving echidna for his own ends.  That echidna was dead now too.  And strangers were everywhere, collecting his people’s bodies like they were scraps of trash on the side of the road.

By the time they reached Wade’s car, Knuckles stopped feeling.  They were still there, locked behind a dam.  If he released them, he would drown.  Talking chipped away at that dam, so he didn’t.  The Wachowskis greeted him, but he didn’t know what to do with their happiness.  He had none left in him.  He let them hug and fuss, but he had nothing to give back.  They mistook his silence for guilt, and so they kept reminding him: “It’s not your fault.”

They couldn’t comprehend that he might be grieving.  That he’d lost his people for the second time and now their bodies were in the hands of strangers.  Were they taking care of them?  What if their masks fell off or their beads snapped or their armor slid off their bones?  They needed those in the afterlife!  Would they put them back on the right person?  Would they pick them up?  Would they care?

The answer was no, of course.  People either hated echidna or didn’t care about them at all.  And most of them had no personal reason to feel that way.  These humans did.

So Knuckles wasn’t surprised when Commander Walters informed them his people were going to be burned.

The Wachowskis had a lot to say to this announcement, but he could scarcely hear it over the roaring in his ears.  Tom and Maddie sat on one side of him.  Sonic and Tails were on the other.

Knuckles stared down at his fists.  His gloves were frayed now.

“... should be buried in their people’s customs.”

“...quick disposal.”

“This isn’t up for discussion.”

“Is the US government really going to…?”

“...welcome to create a change.org petition….”

“Oh, you did not–”

“These are aliens, Mrs. Wachowski–.”

“Knuckles.”  Maddie turned to him so suddenly that Knuckles started.  He looked up into her angry face.  “What do you want?”

Commander Walters raised a hand to interrupt and Maddie shot him a venomous glare and held up one finger.  Her audacity shocked him into silence.

“What do you want, Knuckles?”  Maddie asked, more gently.

Knuckles wanted to disappear.

“Is cremation how the echidnas usually did things?”  Sonic asked.

Knuckles shook his head.  They should be returned to the earth, the echidna’s second home.  Being left on the battlefield was less favorable but still honorable.  Being burned into nothing was not abhorrent… but it was not their way.  But what could Knuckles do?

What did it even matter?  What was one more scrap of injustice in the patchwork of misery that was his life?  His people had been reviled across the galaxy for centuries, driven into extinction.  Of course their culture would be disrespected long after all but one of them were dead.  Of course they would be destroyed so thoroughly that there would be nothing left.

Nothing was ever fair for him.  He couldn’t change that.  Why should this be any different?  Why should the Wachowskis be able to change things?  The universe didn’t bend to their wishes just because they cared for him.  Walters certainly didn’t.

“The fact of the matter is, we don’t want to waste resources burying our dead enemies when we have living people whose homes and livelihoods were destroyed.”

That was met with an uncomfortable silence.

“We could lay them to rest?”  Tom tried.

“There’s nearly ten thousand bodies.”

Another quiet pause.

Maddie touched his hand.  Knuckles stared at it numbly.  “Could we… could we at least lay Knuckles’ father to rest?”

Walters held out his hands.  “There’s nearly ten thousand bodies!  Finitevus must’ve been collecting them from all over.  Our scientists have dated some of them at over six thousand years old!”

“Those would be…” Tails said anxiously.  “Pretty culturally significant, right?  Really old human bodies are important.  You want to just burn these?”

Walters folded his fingers together.  “We have to ensure nothing like this can happen again.”

“You already have!”  Sonic said.  He was the only Wachowski on his feet.  “Finitevus is gone!”

Walters eyed Knuckles.  “Someone else could take up his work.”

“Says the guy who is determined to become part of a villain origin story.  And no, I’m not talking about Knuckles!”

“Easy, Sonic,” Tom urged.  Sonic shot him a betrayed look.  He saw Knuckles watching him and his face fell.  “Knuckles?”  He asked.  “Won’t you say something?”

He should.  He knew he should.  He would regret saying nothing.  But unfortunately… “Nothing I say matters.”

All the Wachowskis looked at him.  It was the first thing he’d said since Wade had brought him back.  Since his emotions had gone away.  They were shocked into silence for a moment.  Then the moment was gone.

“That’s not true–”

“It is true,” said Walters.  “The decision has been made.  This meeting is just to inform you.”

Maddie opened her mouth to speak, but Walters interrupted:  “The United States government doesn’t officially recognize the existence of aliens so we don’t officially recognize their human rights…  Which they aren’t.  So they don’t have any.”

Sonic bristled.  “Are you serious?  I helped you guys save so many people, isn’t that worth anything?”

“We are allowing you to keep a super weapon.”

“Wha–The Master Emerald has nothing to do with it.”

Again Walters looked at Knuckles.  “Correction: we are allowing you to keep two super weapons.”

The car ride home was quiet except for the occasional sniffle from Maddie.  Tom had tried to offer some consolation, but she’d cut him off with a quiet, but heated: “Not now Tom, I’m furious .”  And no one wanted to follow that with anything.  So she cried in the front seat while Sonic slowly deflated into his defeat in the back.  Tails wouldn’t stop holding himself.  Tom just seemed determined to get them back to their temporary lodging.

They stopped at a red light and Tom glanced back at him.  “Are you okay, Knuckles?”  He asked.

Knuckles meant to say nothing, but words appeared in his mouth before they appeared in his head:  “Did you know they built a shrine where Longclaw fell?”

It was possible for silence to have a tone and that statement caused it to shift just slightly.  

“W-we could build a shrine here,” Sonic said, his voice strained.  “For your people.”

Knuckles wanted to ask who would visit such a shrine?  Who cared that his people were gone other than him?  The Wachowskis?  Certainly not Sonic.  Maybe the people from the towns the legion had destroyed.  Maybe they would come to spit on their memory.

But those words would chip away the dam.  So he said nothing and shook his head.

They returned to the temporary Wachowski home.  A hotel room many miles from the ruins of House Wachowski and Green Hills.  Tom said that they would go back and rebuild, but they would probably have to find other, more permanent, temporary lodgings soon.

The hotel had little privacy except for the bathroom, where Knuckles was not keen to spend much time, and the balcony, where everyone could still see him.  He chose the balcony.

He sat and stared out between the bars of the balcony’s railing.  A foreign city spread out before him.  All cities were foreign to him.  The only ones he had ever grown comfortable with were all destroyed now.

The door rattled as it slid open and shut again.  Knuckles did not turn to look, but he recognized Maddie’s footsteps as she approached.  She sat beside him.  He still did not look her way.

“I’m sorry for losing my cool back there,” she said.  “I… I should’ve asked you to speak more.  It’s your life.  Your people.”

She paused expectantly, but Knuckles had nothing to say to that.  It seemed so clear now that he had never had any control over his life.  He certainly had no control over the fate of his people.  Why should things be any different now?  His lone voice couldn’t change anything.  Walters had already made up his mind.  Short of attacking him and somehow stealing ten thousand bodies, there wasn’t anything Knuckles could do.  There was never anything he could do.

“Please, Knuckles…”  Maddie’s voice wavered.  “Please, talk to me.  Talk to me , Knuckles.  What are you feeling?  Do you feel sad?  Angry?  Guilty?  We keep telling you it’s not your fault–”

“That is not the problem!” The words burst out of him before he could stop it.  Something was bubbling up in him.  He had to keep a lid on it.  He had to.

Maddie just looked relieved that he’d said something.  “What is the problem?”

Knuckles wanted to say nothing.  But he could see the endless field of corpses every time he closed his eyes.  Not a nightmare.  Real.  His tribe lost for a second time.  And now they would be destroyed until no trace remained.  It was too much, the dam was buckling.

“I was dreaming.  A good dream.”  He started down at his fists, clenching and unclenching his hands. “Then I woke up.  Now I’m here where everything hurts.”  Oh.  He had not meant to say ‘hurts’.  He wanted to say ‘is horrible’.  ‘Hurts’ was on the other side of the dam.  ‘Hurts’ was a drowning word.  He was making it worse.  He made everything worse.

Maddie touched his hand.  

“Physically or emotionally?”

He grit his teeth.  His eyes burned.  It took all his strength to hold the flood back.  “ Everything. ”

“What can I do for you?  What do you want?”

He stared at the hands that had done so many bad things without his permission.  The only other echidna using him and then dying.  He thought of his father thrown on a pyre by strangers.  He squeezed his eyes shut and gasped for breath like he really was drowning.  He didn’t want this.  He didn’t want any of this!

He pressed his face into his fists and breathed like each breath would force the emotions back down.  Maddie did not press.  She allowed him to sit like that for a long, long moment.  Long enough for Knuckles to wrest some semblance of control over himself.  When at last he lowered his hands, he found her watching him, hopeful and expectant.

He answered her honestly:  “I want to sleep forever, and never wake up.”

[silly-star-kitty]

Here’s the main boy! :3

Some things about him that are from his old artwork -w-

Sonic He/Him

-scar is a sort of reminder of what possessed him

-most of his memories got completely erased

-practically is a little kid now

-sees tails as his big brother

-he spent hours running in circles when he first woke up (which did not help tails stress)

And also some things that I’m writing now :3

-Sonic will be called ‘Mercy’ or ‘Mercy.Exe!Sonic’ when taking about other Sonic’s as to not confuse people -w-

-he remembers all of his friends and has a really special connection with tails

-he always tries to ‘fight’ knuckles despite tails telling him not to

-speaking of relationships with the other characters!

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Amy thinks sonic is really adorable now that is so small! And gives him pretty flowers she finds when walking around!

Sonic still sees Knuckles as a rival of sorts and is pretty good friends with him still :3

Sonic doesn’t know much about silver but he thinks he looks cool! He wants silver to teach him telekinesis/psychokinesis (I’m not sure which?)

Sonic thinks shadow is very cool! He likes hanging with the others but no one else can match his speed :<, But shadow can! Which is why he likes him so much! And he has these cool ring thingys around his wrists! He wonders why shadow can’t take them off?

Sonic has met this robot version that looks a lot like him once! He said his name was metal! The rest of his friends arent allowed to know about the other hedgehog friend that he saw with metal though he doesn’t know why :(, his spiral eyes are pretty why can’t his other friends know about his pretty eyes :<?

But he never tells secrets! He always keeps them! So his promised secret from metal is safe with him :)!

He also talked with eggman! He’s a lot nicer now! And he now he knows that eggman is metals dad! :D

[expresso-bean]

The Man Out of Time [A ShadAmy and Silver Story]: Chapter 19

Pairing: Shadow the Hedgehog x Amy Rose

Description: It has been seven years of peace following the grueling war with Eggman and his army. Though it took time to rebuild what they have lost, life for the Freedom Fighters could not be better. Whether it's finding love or trying to run from their past, celebrating post-war times has been different for each of them.

All is well until a silver hedgehog comes knocking on Amy Rose's door to deliver the tragic news about an incredible force that seems to be the cause of the future's destruction.

Will anyone believe the mysterious hedgehog's cry for help? Or will he be left to fight for his future alone? Read to find out!

Warnings: None

Word Count: 821

POV: Sonic the Hedgehog

!! I do not own any of the art/gifs/borders used in my chapters. All credits to the rightful owners !!

Masterlist ❀ Ch.1 ❀ Ch.2 ❀ Ch.3 ❀ Ch.4 ❀ Ch.5 ❀ Ch.6 ❀ Ch.7 ❀ Ch.8 ❀ Ch.9 ❀ Ch.10 ❀ Ch.11 ❀ Ch.12 ❀ Ch.13 ❀ Ch.14 ❀ Ch.15 ❀ Ch.16 ❀ Ch.17 ❀ Ch.18

When I woke up, the first thing I felt was a sharp pain in my side. I clutched it tightly as I slowly picked myself off the ground.

"What happened to me?"

I rubbed my head, hoping the gentle strokes would lead me to the answers I wanted, but I got nothing but pain in return. It was then that I grew aware of my surroundings. I knew we were in one of the wrecked cities from the war, but this place was seriously wrecked. There were cars and holes everywhere, and patches of fresh ash and burns on the roads which I could only assume were from energy blasts.

'Did I do this?'

I didn't remember anything, which wasn't uncommon when I pass out after battles, but this felt different, like my heart knew I had done something extremely wrong. The last thing I remember was the fight Silver and I had-

"Silver."

That word. No, that name left a bitter-sweet taste in my mouth. S's real name was Silver. But how did I know that?

"I am Silver the Hedgehog! Son of Shadow the Hedgehog and Amy Rose! I won't let you destroy my future or my family!"

'I was in my dark form, wasn't I? That's why I couldn't remember anything.'

"I wonder what I managed to mess up this time."

'I have to think. Where did he go? Why did he just leave me like this?' I tried to piece together what had happened in those last few moments. 'What happened…'

I had a bad feeling in my chest. Like there was something bad coming my way.

'He's going to tell her, isn't he?'

"No, no, no, no…this is bad…" I whispered with my hands on my head in a panic. "I gotta see Amy!"

I patted all over and sighed in relief when I saw I still had my Chaos Emerald.

'Good thing he didn't take this. If I ran from here to there, who knows what he could have said to her. I have to make this quick.'

"Chaos Control!"

To my luck, I landed in a bush.

"Ouch…" Rolling out of the bush, I groaned while picking out leaves that were sticking out of my quills. "Can't…let Silver see me."

'Silver…'

I walked around Amy's neighborhood, hanging my head down low in slight shame. I could have killed him. I had the power to erase him from the future and prevent Amy and Shadow from having him in the first place.

Yet, I felt his power. He was holding back a lot more than he realized. He was more than capable of hurting me, maybe even killing me, but he chose not to.

Why? Because we are family? Because he knew I could hurt him as well?

Family's a stupid excuse not to fight back, especially if I was so willing to take his life if he gave me a chance.

'Ugh! This is so stupid! Why do I always have to react to my jealous impulse! Amy gave me several chances when we were younger, but my pride was too big to accept any of her affections. Even if I know who Silver is, and what happened to him as a child, I still love her. But what gets me angry the most is that I feel guilty about everything!'

I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists as I continued to Amy's house, now stomping in the utter frustration that I feel.

'I've never felt guilty after any fight, no matter who it was with. I have never regretted anything I have done if it meant I could knock some sense into someone or feel of immense thrill whenever I could test my abilities even if it was for a couple of seconds. I didn't feel that this time. I got no thrill from fighting Silver, and I don't even remember all of it in truth. Only fragments like the words he said to me, how he was able to maneuver his powers in an attempt to hurt me, and the way his skin felt when I was hitting him. Most of all, I remember how his eyes looked when he was helpless on the ground, not even holding his arms up to defend himself, and not even raising a finger to hit me in return.'

"Why didn't he just hit me!"

I heard shuffling from around the corner of the block I was walking on, and in a blind panic, I jumped into the yard and left the white picket fence to hide my body from the people about to pass by.

"Did you hear something Tails?"

Although I couldn't see them, I recognized his voice. The same voice that taunted me with guilt all night. Why is he walking right after the beating he took from me?

"And more importantly, what the hell is Tails doing with Silver?"