#counted on my fingers to figure out what age Tails would be if Sonic was 19

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Awwww, poor little single-digit-aged Sonic got ow. 12-year-old Tails will help.

Hello! For the hurt/comfort dialogue prompts: #29. "Do you know how to use a first aid kit?" + Tails

here u go!!! this was a lot of fun to write, i decided to go with classic!sonic and modern/older!tails <3

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Tails is halfway through an errand – dropping off seed packets to Vanilla to repay her for the flowers she donated for Amy’s birthday – when a portal appears out of the sky. 

A blue hedgehog drops out, which is just par for the course. When Tails was younger, he probably would’ve been worried and called out for him. But seeing as this has happened at least once a month for the last several years, Tails no longer wastes the adrenaline. 

Instead, Tails simply reacts. He flies a little faster than usual, and as always, hopes to catch Sonic before he hits the ground. 

(Not that he’s all that worried even if he doesn’t get there in time. Sonic has a tendency to break falls with his face, and it’s never done serious damage before, even falls from space. Tails doubts it’ll start hurting him now.) 

Still, as Sonic falls, Tails can’t help but think it’s odd timing. He wasn’t really expecting Sonic back yet, seeing as he was visiting the Wisps. It doesn’t take that long to travel to and from Planet Wisp, but Sonic was planning on spending at least a few days there. For once, they really weren’t expecting any trouble from Eggman. Though of course, that’s always what Eggman wants them to think, so maybe Tails should’ve known better. 

Either way, Tails will probably get an explanation once his brother has safely touched down. 

…It’s not until Tails actually catches Sonic that he realizes his mistake. 

This, it would appear, isn’t Sonic. Or at least, not his Sonic. 

Tails probably should’ve guessed it, seeing as he came through a portal. Speaking of, he glances up at the portal just in time to see it close, long before Tails ever would’ve been able to fly him back through. 

Then, he glances at the little hedgehog in his arms, and does some basic deductive reasoning to find that there’s no way this version of Sonic is the free spirited nineteen-year-old he knows and loves. 

For one, this Sonic is less than half the size he’s supposed to be – probably closer to a third. If that didn’t give it away, the short quills and round belly do. Even though Tails has seen Sonic’s younger form a few times, he never stops being surprised at just how small he is. Er, was. Seeing him up close, it’s always hard to believe Sonic was fighting Eggman at this age. 

This age being nine, at most. Give or take a few years – Tails was never great at identifying hedgehog growth patterns.  

Deductions made, Tails gently deposits Sonic on the ground in front of him. Thanks to Tails’s latest growth spurt, even at his full height, Sonic could stack three of himself and only just barely make it to Tails’s chin. Sonic doesn’t even seem to realize it’s out of the ordinary. Instead, he just squints up at him, hands on his hips. 

Right. Shorter Mobians hate it when bigger ones don’t respect their stature. Not wanting to be rude, Tails takes a seat in front of him and waves. “Hey there.” 

Sonic – Mini-Sonic, he decides – doesn’t answer. He only looks marginally less suspicious now that Tails is sitting. 

“Don’t worry, we’ll get you home again in no time,” Tails says, trying to sound friendly, remembering just how out-of-sorts Mini-Sonic had been last time he’d been flung into an alternate timeline. “It’s nice to see you again, though! What tossed you through a portal this time?”

Mini-Sonic just frowns at him – like he’s the suspicious one. 

“It’s okay if you’re upset,” Tails says. “I would be too, if I was in your shoes. But you can trust me. As soon as you’re ready, I’ll take you back to my lab and we’ll start working on a portal to get you back home.” 

Somehow, that’s the wrong thing to say. Mini-Sonic’s quills raise defensively, and he takes a pronounced step back. Almost, Tails realizes a beat too late, like he’s about to run off. 

“Wait!” 

On reflex, Tails reaches out and takes his hand. It’s only because Mini-Sonic is so tiny that Tails manages it. Mini-Sonic, try as he might, is just not fast enough to escape Tails’s grasp. Tails counts his lucky stars. He definitely wouldn’t have been up for chasing down a miniature version of his big brother today. 

However… When Tails actually grabs him, Mini-Sonic does not seem thrilled. He doesn’t look scared, exactly – but there’s an annoyance, a wariness, that Tails isn’t used to. He pulls against Tails’s grip to no avail. It’s almost funny how little a difference it makes, how hard Mini-Sonic seems to be pulling and how easy it is to keep him in tow. 

“Just tell me what’s going on, okay?” Tails says, not yet letting go. “I promise I’ll help.”

That’s when Tails remembers – embarrassingly late – that Sonic is years away from being able to talk. And he’s not entirely sure that this Sonic is fluent enough in sign to hold a conversation even if he did have both hands free. 

Not how Tails saw his Monday going, that’s for sure. 

He sighs. It’s bad enough that his Sonic’s somewhere out in space again, nowhere to be seen. 

But the fact that Sonic’s younger self is here probably doesn’t bode well. No offense to the little guy, but he never shows up unless Sonic’s in an awful lot of trouble. 

Still, it’s impossible to be mad at him. Especially since this version might actually be even younger than usual. Sonic’s usual younger self is usually still a couple of years older than Tails – but now that Tails has grown up a little, this one almost seems to have shrunk, even taking into account Tails’s own greater height. Sonic was definitely a bit of a late bloomer as far as hedgehog species go, but this one barely makes it up to Tails’s knees. 

It takes Tails a moment, but he finally realizes that just because he’s met a younger Sonic… doesn’t mean that this younger Sonic has met him. 

It’s entirely possible that this one is from even earlier in the time-stream than the ones he’s met.

Meaning Mini-Sonic probably has no idea who Tails is.  

Tails stares at the little hedgehog in front of him, and realizes he’s way, way out of his depth. 

That’s also when he notices the tiny red spots on Sonic’s socks. Tails frowns, and follows the red up to his spindly little legs, where there’s a purple patch of sticky fur just above his knee. 

“You’re hurt,” Tails says, feeling even guiltier for grabbing him now. “How bad is it?” 

Of course Sonic didn’t want to be manhandled. He never did anyways, but especially not if he was hurt and didn’t recognize Tails. He barely handled manhandling now, as an adult. 

Mini-Sonic still couldn’t talk though, and still showed no sign of recognizing Tails. And as much as Tails would’ve liked to let him go, Mini-Sonic just kept glancing between Tails’s hand and his easiest escape route, meaning that if he gave him even an inch, Mini-Sonic would shoot off, never to be seen again. 

Tails sighs. Time to do this the old fashioned way. 

“Chili dogs first,” he decides, and easily scoops up mini-Sonic – quills digging into his arms and all – “Then a first aid kit. We’ll patch up your leg, and hopefully by then you’ll realize I’m not trying to hurt you, Sonic.” 

Finally, Sonic’s ears prick up. Tails realizes it’s the first time he’s called him by his name. Duh – no wonder Sonic had reacted so poorly. 

“I know your name because I know you,” Tails says, and watches Sonic’s face turn doubtful. “...In the future,” Tails corrects, “Which is where you are. The future.”

(Under his breath, he mutters, “Chaos, how does Silver deal with this?”) 

Sonic’s doubtful frown doesn’t budge. 

Tails wishes he knew how to convince him. 

Still… even if it’s not good that Mini-Sonic doesn’t trust him, Tails can’t help but chuckle at the way distrust looks on his big brother’s tiny face, chubby cheeks and all. 

It helps Tails stay coolheaded, too, as he flies in the direction of the nearest city, hoping he’s got enough cash for some chili dogs. He’s flying a bit higher than he needs – hopefully the height will be enough of a deterrent to keep Mini-Sonic from biting and clawing him until he wriggles away. Truthfully, Tails is just surprised that Sonic hasn’t done so already. He always imagined Sonic would’ve been a bit more of a gremlin as a kid.

It’s weird that he’s so calm. Tails decides maybe it has something to do with the portal he went through, or the fact that he’s injured. 

“Don’t you worry,” Tails says, unable to resist the urge to rub between Sonic’s ears. Huge, shiny black eyes look up at him, clearly unused to the affection, despite how basic it is. “We’re getting you something to eat first, then I’ll fix up your leg. Or – you’ll fix yourself up, if you don’t want me to. Sonic never says much about his early years, but I figure you probably already know how to do it, right? I mean, clearly you have to, no way you got older without ever figuring out how to wash out an injury and patch it up, and…” 

Mini-Sonic tilts his head at him. 

“You know – patching up injuries,” Tails says, and taps the uninjured skin near Sonic’s knee. 

Mini-Sonic, for all that he seems to mostly understand him, just blinks. 

“...Do you know how to use a first aid kit?” 

Mini-Sonic just scrunches his brows at him, and Tails realizes that his Monday has just gotten even longer. Once the normal-age Sonic gets back, he’s going to need to answer a lot of questions… 

But first, he reminds himself with a deep breath, chili dogs. He might know nothing about raising kids, but at least he knows Sonic well enough to have a cheat sheet. Tails has a feeling he’ll need it. 

[true-blue-sonic]

Tiny

Or in other words, me taking up the task to inform everyone that 1. Silver’s ears are smaller than those of the other hedgehogs, 2. it makes him adorable, and 3. for Espilver, Espio would love it too. Word count: 717 words.

“Espio, how come you’re looking at Sonic’s ears so much?”

Blinking up from the pondering thoughts he’d found himself in Espio looks down, towards his slightly-pouting beloved laying belly-down and half sprawled out on his lap. “Because you’ve been staring at Sonic for ages,” follows, Silver’s nose prodding Espio’s stomach accusingly and golden eyes leering up to meet Espio’s own.

“Apologies.” With an amused twitch of his lips Espio rubs Silver behind his ears- his tiny ears, to be precise. A detail Espio had hardly paid attention to or even noticed, until today, where he’s contently sitting against a tree with his beloved snuggled close and both of them getting some alone time by the few friends that had gathered in a secluded open spot in a forest for a picnic from Amy’s. The speedster had been in an animated recollection of an epic battle, his whole body moving along and his ears angling all over to add some oomph to the story, and especially that latter detail had caught Espio’s attention. Naturally a scrutiny of the appendages on Silver’s head had followed, and some interesting characteristics that refuse to leave the chameleon’s mind had surfaced shortly after. “Have you ever noticed that your ears are much smaller than Sonic’s, perchance?” Espio adds... and Silver blinks, slowly.

“No?”

“They are, tenshi.” Fingers deftly rolling the thin-skinned appendage between them Espio drifts his gaze over to Sonic again, the speedster chatting in the distance with Tails and Vector now. And indeed, the blue-furred ears stand much more prominently on Sonic’s head that the smaller grey ones do on Silver’s. The same goes for Amy’s pink ones, and if memory serves him correctly, Espio is certain Shadow’s are much larger than his beloved’s as well. “That is what I was looking at. I found it rather intriguing.”

“Oh,” follows in a hum from his lap, Silver’s fingers drifting up to stroke over his ears also. “Well, I guess they have to be, because otherwise they wouldn’t fit behind my quills? It would look dumb.”

That makes sense, Espio figures; imagining Silver with larger ears is funny, if a tad silly. As it stands they peek out past the other’s quills just perfectly like this, in his opinion. “It’s not bad, is it?” his beloved continues in a mumble somewhere against Espio’s stomach, the chameleon laughing softly at that.

“Why would it be bad? Your ears are perfect just the way they are.” Adorable, but he is not going to say that out loud with all their friends capable of coming within earshot at any moment. The mortification would be his demise, and Silver’s too for certain. The hedgehog’s cheeks – and ears – flush an interesting shade of red despite the lack of reaction towards their conversation from their companions anyway.

“You’re silly, Espio.”

“Not as silly as you and your tiny ears, love,” the chameleon counters easily, laughing at the mad nuzzle the peach patch on his stomach suffers for his transgressions. “Alright, alright, we’re both silly. You for having tiny ears, and me for liking them.”

Huffing out a final breath Silver turns himself onto his back, head pressing right into Espio’s hand all the same. With the unspoken request easily picked up on Espio returns to his rubs, giving the other’s twitching little appendages a strong caress as the hedgehog swiftly takes to oozing all over his legs once more. “I’m glad you do. If you like them, I like them also, even if they’re smaller than the others’,” his beloved hums more contently.

“Naturally. They’re what make you you, and I would not have them any other way.” And with a quick glance sent to their friends to see if everyone is preoccupied still Espio leans down, lips pressing a kiss against the back of one ear first and then the other. It is enough to elicit the cutest flustered noise from his beloved, which in a way makes his ears only more lovely as well. But Espio knows better than to tease; instead he wraps his one arm around Silver and holds him close, the other’s hand keeping up its gentle massaging and his eyes drifting to Sonic’s ears no more.

Tiny as they might be, Silver’s are infinitely more adorable to look at, after all.

[starrbomb]

Prompts coming up your alley. How about a mutant or x men voltron universe. Where the team face prejudice, especially since he's blue

Ok, first off, YAAAASSSS XMEN AU! This will be more of just my ramblings than an actual fic, but god have I thought about this so much! Thank you for the ask!

So pretty much, Alfor would be pretty much professor Xavier, and Allura would be Storm, and having learn how to control her powers since a young age, she helps other mutants at the school. She hopes to be like her father and help the next generation of mutants find a home where they don’t have to hide. They own the Altean school for gifted children, and you can bet your ass that they go out and help recently discovered mutants find a home where they can be safe and learn how to control their powers.

One of their first students is Shiro, who can project sonic sound through his body ( arms, legs, etc.) he unfortunately lost his arm by accident when his powers appeared, as well as destroying his room. He was so scared of hurting anyone else that he pretty much went off the grid and just disappeared from life all together. How professor Alfor found him, Shiro could never figure out. But Alfor brings him to the school and gives him a special arm that would not only act like the real thing, but would help suppress his powers so that he can be out in public again and not fear losing control.

The next one to enter their school is actually Coran, a long time friend of Alfor’s who has always struggled with the fact that he’s a mutant. He hid it away, and put himself through his own experiments to try and suppress it, but eventually it all came to a halt when his ‘cure’ stopped working and his mutant gene took over. Thankfully, with the help of Alfor, Coran was able to regain himself but not his body, he’s in the body of a beast. But he doesn’t let me that get him down, he rather enjoys being able to hang from his feet while working and loves teaching the new mutants as well (yes I made Coran the Beast, but can you blame me?)

They found Hunk and Pidge together, as they went to the same school and were very good friends. When they both found out they were mutants, you can only guess how terrified as well as curious they were about it. Hunk can turn his body into an unbreakable metal and Pidge can talk to electronics and make them do what she asks. When Alfor and Allura came by to recruit them, they were both eager to learn all about this new side of them, as well as meet others like them. Their families ,however, had a bit of a harder time accepting that what was happening was actually happening. It took a lot of persuading and even a good rant from their children, but they finally accept the offer and let their kids go with them. Pidge will send pictures and little updates while she’s there to her family (she loves to prank everyone and take pictures in the middle of the act. She only sends those to her brother).

Next is Kolivan (yes I’m adding him because I love him) who is more well known to keep his distance and not to be tied down to one place. He’ll usually come and go, checking in with Alfor to make sure one of the few friends he hasn’t died on him. Kolivan………Kolivan is wolverine. There. I said it. He’s wolverine. But after doing this for so long, he finally stays as a resident of the manor. It’s hard to gain his trust, and he’s pretty set on doing things his way and his way only, but once you gain his trust he’s got your back no matter what.

Keith is one of the more harder cases that Alfor and the others are challenged with. Having been in the foster system most of his life, he never relied on anyone for anything. He only relied on himself, so when he found out about his powers, he just closed in even further, not wanting to let anyone know what was going on with him. He found out when he accidentally touched someone skin to skin, and got all of their memories, leaving the person unconscious. To say the least, he was freaked out. And when people started asking around about him and chasing him, it didn’t help at all. The only reason he even listened to Alfor and there others was because Keith had touched Shiro and gained his memories about how the school helped him with his own powers. Keith was very reluctant about trusting anyone, let alone let them get close. But after awhile he opened up slowly to the others.

And Last (but certainly never least) is Lance! Who Alfor personally brought from Cuba, where Lance was chased after more times than he can count because of his appearance. (Yes, that’s right, Lance is nightcrawler, and I’ll die before you take that away from me) and of course he is very self conscious, so much so that he literally hides any sort of skin when he arrives at the school. Allura and Shiro meet him first, as a way of helping Lance understand that he doesn’t have to hide anymore, not in the school. To say that Shiro and Allura were surprised to see a blue fuzzy boy with a tail and and three fingers and toes is a bit of an understatement, but they happily accept Lance as he looks and Lance actually starts tearing up because no one has ever shown him any type of acceptance before. Once he gets more accustomed to everyone and even especially after meeting Coran, Lance starts to show his true self, the fun loving teen who acts about too much like a kid sometimes (can you blame him though?) and everyone accepts him as he is.

Of course not everyone is so accepting, there is still a lot of prejudice against anyone like them, who are different and in the ,social opinion, 'wrong’. And it can get to a lot of them sometimes. But they know that they have somewhere to go where they don’t have to hide they’re abilities and their looks. A place where it’s ok to be different. A type of family no one can replace. (Sorry, I got kinda sappy there at the end)

A few other quirks here and there b/c why not! :

•Lance and Kolivan have a great friendship (mostly because Lance’s jokes actually make Kolivan laugh and the kid is nice company, and Kolivan’s cold exterior doesn’t faze Lance in the least, since he used to do the same thing)

•Haggar is mystique (bc my angsty ass is still in love with Haggar and Lance as family)

•and yes, Zarkon is pretty much magneto (probably not power wise, but in motivation wise, if that makes sense)

•of COURSE shenanigans are happening all the time! Lance and Pidge team up to prank people, Allura doesn’t take to kindly to this and chaos ensues. Always.

•Coran pretty much adopting Lance as his own without him really knowing. Like everyone else knows, even Lance (though he doesn’t mind at all) but if you point it out to Coran, he’ll deny it.

That’s all I can think of right now, but GOD do I love this au, it just makes me smile from ear to ear to write this! Thank you thank you thank you for the prompt! I know it wasn’t a fic, but I hope you liked it anyways!