#had to have high high hopes for a living {muse: miles tails prower}

[newdawned]

Has in fact done a few crimes. Will do them again. Probably shouldn't weigh in on this conversation...

[hexellent]

“All fun and games till someone’s into your own mom huh.”

[sexellency]

"Speaking of kids, I quite enjoy my self proclamed 'milf' status thank you very much."

"Oh my god, SHUT UP!"

[newdawned]

@cxffeeshxp

Kit: Add manslaughter and homicide to the list

"Ehhh, I don't hurt people. Just wallets. And usually if they're a crap person."

[hexellent]

"Frankly, my Cream is also not someone to piss off. She's been takin' after Amy and Shadow. Her aim is crazy."

[sexellency]

“Crazy how I was minding my business (and have for most of the last two weeks) and suddenly I’m suspicious. I wasn’t even apart of the conversation.”

[newdawned]

@synnrrgy asked:

❝hey nim, ❞ minerva rolls over on the bed, her head resting on his thighs. she looks up to him, eyes half lidded and gaia, was she high off her ass. practically touching the stratosphere being as lifted as she was. the mongoose’s nails were sharp, but a few were dull and rather long. further inspecting that she was in desperate need of a nail trim. not to mention the fucking nail polish was chipping off. ❝lets do each others nails. pllewassee ❞

He was thinking, he swore he was. But whatever it was about, it was immediately forgotten upon hearing the mongoose's voice. It almost startled him, if she hadn't moved first, thus reminding him that the weight on his legs was, in fact, a person, and not his blanket suddenly being heavy.

A weighted blanket sounded nice right now. Or maybe not, with how faded he was.

He blinked remembering a conversation required actually, y'know, responding.

"Extremely bold of you to assume we have the...uh....coordination for that. I barely want to sit up, let alone try to paint with a tiny brush. You'll get mad at me if I mess it up." Probably. Maybe. Or maybe she'll find it hilarious.

[hexellent]

Birthday boy.

[sexellency]

"You have a therapist??"

[hexellent]

"Moooom, would you cut that out!!"

"Nope! Cuz you may be 20, but you still whine like you're 15. A-ha! Found it!"

He turns his phone around to show Sky a picture of Tails, barely a year old, in a chili dog onsie costume. His little fist was stuck in his mouth. Sonic was a typical vampire.

"Technically, it was his second halloween, but we didn't celebrate the first one cuz of reaasons."

"That sounds ridiculous...."

"Pictures please! I wanna see that!"

[newdawned]

@hedgehoghavoc asked:

There's a soft rhythm as two tails gently thump against the stool one after the other, the much shorter fox watching his older counterpart's work, blue eyes wide as can be. Fixated on the project, the younger of the two Tails's has been respectfully quiet so far, careful not to disturb his double, until suddenly his hand shoots up like he's asking to be called on in class. "That's a TR10, you want a TR9 for that screw."

Believe it or not, Nimbus' own tails seem to be mimicking his younger self's movements. Perhaps a subconcois thing he used to do when he was also younger, and just sort of fell into rhythm. He was more than happy to have the other join him, even if his lingo was a little...new age. God he felt old thinking that.

"Hm?" Broken out of his thoughts, Nimbus looked down to see that the little nerd was right. Whoops. When was the last time he slept..? "Huh, wouldja look at that, thanks for the catch. Mind grabbing one?" He knew the other had been watching him very closely the whole time, and a thought came to mind. Once the younger fox came back, he flipped the tool in his hand to hold the handle out.

"Wanna see if you could finish this one off for me?" A genuine smile came to his face, wondering if this is how his Sonic felt raising him. Plus, having a little assistant around from time to time would be fun.

[hexellent]

The moon will sing a song for me-- "I loved you like the Sun!! Bore the shadows that you made with no light of my own! I shine only with the light you gave me..." "I shine only with the light you gave me."

They've only had one real fight.

That's not to say the brothers didn't argue, debate, disagree and banter. Of course they did, they're just like any other set of siblings, blood or not.

They trusted eachother, without question. Had the other's back through everything. Ever since Sonic took him in, they'd been inseperable.

Tails look up to Sonic, that much was obvious. The day he'd saved him, Tails promised himself that he'd be just like Sonic. And of course Sonic had always seen the potential in Tails, knowing he'd grow up to do amazing things, amazed by him since the begining.

Sonic did his absolute best to protect Tails, to raise him to use that brilliant mind of his, and to never let anyone make him feel less than for who he was. He tried to be the best rolemodel and big brother a boy could ever have. But, as much as Tails thought he was, Sonic wasn't perfect.

He was a child, raising another child.

And children are reckless. Sonic even more so.

Years go by, the usual fighting to save the world, near-death experiences with brief periods of peace to give them rest. But Sonic was getting more and more reckless with himself. And Tails' doubts were starting to surface.

It started with the events of Forces. As level headed as he tried to remain, Tails was a mess without Sonic. He wasn't sleeping, mind going a million miles a minute with every sort of awful scenario that Sonic must've been in. Nightmares when he did manage sleep, and resulting in a huge loss of appetite from exhaustion. At the time, it was Amy and Cream that kept him eating and somewhat sane, Knuckles joining in to guard him at night like he would the ME.

When they finally got Sonic back, he was horridly relieved. But things started to change.

With every new disaster, Tails started to see just how wild and reckless Sonic was. And every time it frustrated him more and more, on top of trying to keep himself and others alive against whatever threat was looming at the time.

It was around the age of 14-15 that Tails finally broke.

He had been quiet the whole way home, Sonic going on and on about the mission, how well everyone had done and how proud he was of Tails, trying to give him a pat on the head.

Tails had slapped his hand away then, unable to keep his emotions in check anymore and letting loose all the emotions he'd bottled up over the years. Screaming at Sonic about all his worries, about how he was a wreck without him, how stupid he was to keep running head first into danger like everything is fine. That if he kept going like this, one of these days, Sonic wasn't going to come back.

Sonic shoots back that it didn't matter, that everything was fine, and the danger was gone. He didn't need to worry so much.

This, of course, pissed the fox off even more. He took a swing at Sonic, calling him selfish. This seems to hit a nerve, because shockingly, Sonic shouts back, asking how risking his life to save the world was selfish.

By this point the've been trading swings back and forth, the house a mess with their scuffle. Neither of them dared to use their full strength on the other.

Heavy, exhausted heaves of breath make way for a sob from the fox, stopping Sonic in his tracks. Tails screams that its selfish because if he's gone, what about him? Without Sonic, Tails is no one. Even now, he's just Sonic's Little Brother Sidekick. If the hero is gone, he is nothing.

This is when Sonic realizes his mistakes. They both do. And there's a long silence, only broken by the younger's sobbing, all the fight gone from him. It makes Sonic think of when they first met, and it twists his chest.

He moves to bring Tails close, squeezing him tight. And for once, he lets tears fall in front of someone else. It causes Tails to freeze, almost holding his breath as Sonic tells him that isn't true. That it's the other way around, and he's nothing without his friends, his brother. The only reason he stays so positive is because of them, Tails especially.

The day he saved Tails was the day he found a purpose. To protect what matters.

[sexellency]

@prim3dsins

Tails: I remember when you congratulated me on getting Vanilla. Can't we go back to that??

“Abso-fucking-lutely not.”

[hexellent]

Despite not being directly in the conversation, Tails is feeling his own whirlwind of emotions watching the scene in front of him. It was weird to think that he misjudged someone with his face, but he also can't deny what's happening. It twists his stomach with conflicting emotions, causing him to practically bore his gaze into the younger hedgehog.

Surprise, approval, disappointment, bitterness, annoyance, a modicum of respect and just a bit of hope all made for a dizzying concoction that even the genius was having a hard time grappling with.

Lapis, while feeling similarly, was hit with a more overwhelming sense of relief more than anything, tears threatening to spill over her cheeks. Scourge doesn't know about her past. About who came before, and how this entire scene affects her now. Of course, she'd have to tell him one day. Though she wondered if he'd take it negatively or not.

Deciding to leave that thought for later, she pulls Scourge into a squeeze, burying her face in his neck, shoulders finally dropping a bit from their overly tense position. "Thank you." The words hint to a sentiment much heavier than just stepping up would entail.

As those anxieties start to ramp up for her again, he's made all the more aware he's got to be the supportive one. He can deal with his own stresses later. Of course, he does almost trip over himself when Lapis reveals that she's expecting multiple kids. It's... it's fine. The difference between three and four is a lot smaller than the difference between one and two. He can handle this, he has more than enough resources on his end. Determined not to make the panic any worse, he just gives Lapis's hand a reassuring squeeze while looking

"Lap, I just... I just toldja I'm not going to hang you out to dry. If that's my... those are my kids I'm going to stick around for him, and..." Scourge pauses for minute, clicking his tongue with one hand tucked in his jacket pocket, the other still trying to comfort the blue speedster.

"...and if they ain't and the actual dad is a fuckin' bum I'll still help out." It's a commitment he doesn't enjoy making, but the whole deadbeat dad thing grates on the usurper in a way that makes him feel like he has to offer just out of contempt for this hypothetical failure on their part. It's the anxiety of being like him that keeps pushing Scourge to overcome his fears of responsibility.

[newdawned]

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[hexellent]

"Oh hey. Another me to add to the pile. Sweet."

A bit grumpier lookin than most, but hey, everyone got their style. His was just 'I grabbed what was closest.'