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bigfemboyenergy · 6 months
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The Worst Crossover To Ever ‘Cross Over’ Pt.2
See, Danny isn’t terribly surprised with his predicament. And by that, he means that he is wholly unsurprised that he has to fake who he is. A fourteen year old kid working, in this day and age? Unlikely, he thinks. So he decides to pretend to be fifteen, what an easy fix. But that doesn’t help with Sonic’s side of the problem. Sure, Sonic gets confused for a kid, but..how old is he?
As soon as the thought surfaces, Danny opens his mouth to speak, turning to look at Sonic as they walk around, searching for a somewhat acceptable abandoned building or something similar to hide out in for now. “Uh, how old are you, exactly?” Danny asks, with little hesitation. Sonic shrugs; “Old enough to legally drink in some countries- why, worried about something?” Danny feels his face turn a bit white. Wow, his appearance does not match his age. With a nervous smile, Danny responds with, “Yeah, dunno if you could get a job looking like that. I’m fourteen, and even I look older than you.” Sonic coughs awkwardly. “I’m gonna have to work on that, aren’t I? What an unlucky day it is,” he says, with a yawn. Shelving that problem in order to focus on the most important one, the two continue to wander the streets, looking for something to temporarily call “home”.
It isn’t too long before they find a suitable place. Dark, dreary, just like everywhere else; but it’s far more exaggerated, and even dirtier than the rest of the city. Some old graffiti here and there, a broken window or two. Not too shabby on the inside, still has running water and an AC. It makes Danny wonder just how old this building is and just how long it’s been since it was last lived in.
Sonic inspects every nook and cranny of the building, as if checking for safety violations. It appears to be an old office building, with kitchen necessities in what might’ve been a break room, and running water in the bathrooms. He investigates alone, namely for “Danny’s safety”, he says, but it makes one think. The amount of spiders he’s killed seems to point to a different conclusion..but that’s of no matter.
After looking at every floor, Sonic finally decides which one they’ll be staying on. Something that’s just a cut above the rest, and also safe enough- the third floor, out of four. He waves Danny over to the cleanest spot in the spacious, main room, calling out, “Let’s sleep over here for now, since we kinda can’t clean anything yet. It looks a lot nicer here, away from the nasty corners.” Danny nods, agreeing in silence. It looks like they have a lot of work to do, as they both flop on the floor and try to sleep.
Danny, however, struggles to sleep. In an entirely new city, an empty building, with someone who he’s just been freshly acquainted with, trying to sleep on the cold, hard floor? That’s no easy feat, and he acknowledges this. So he comes to the most logical conclusion: why not check out the city from above, via Phantom form? In silence, he nods in agreement with his own thought, intrigued by his new possibilities. He’ll fly out and survey the town, enjoy the sunrise, if he’s awake for that long- try to make this place feel a little bit like home. Familiarize himself with it, perhaps. It sounds like a good plan, no? So he acts.
He whispers to himself, after assuring that Sonic is asleep, “Going ghost!” He transforms in silence. A little reminder of who he is, the whispers of who he was only hours ago, come to him via his reference of his beginnings. It gives him a feeling of determination, a want to explore. A desire to protect this new friend he’s found, and the strangers of a place he’s newly discovered. Slowly slipping through the floor, intangibly, he floats out of the building, making himself invisible so as not to spook anyone else who may be out at night.
In the night sky, he soars through the clouds as he takes in the layout of the city. It’s large, dark, and..full of crime, which makes a lot of sense in such a poverty-stricken area, but.. it has an air of abnormality. Suddenly, he hears some horrible sounds. Shrill, shrieking laughter booms out from a warehouse a few blocks away, his ears wishing for the silence of seconds before to return. Although he doesn’t truly want to approach, his obsession to protect those in need draws him to the source of the sound. The closer he gets, the more off everything seems. And..are those furries on the top of that building? What have I gotten myself into, he thinks, with an accompanying facepalm. Oh, boy.
Back in the cold, dreary office building, Sonic wakes up, restless. He feels terrible..he turns towards Danny, wanting to check on him, before quickly finding out that he’s not even present. What a fantastic day this has been. Sonic feels his heart pumping, ready for a run. He has to find Danny, to make sure he’s okay. Unless..he left of his own accord? Shit, what if he actually is weirded out by me..he said something about the unusualness of a guy like me showing up, didn’t he?! Sonic struggles to decide what to do. He knows Danny could be in need, he knows he’s young. And, from what he’s gathered, he’s a bit odd too, but if he needs help, of course Sonic should jump on in for him! They’re “partners in crime” now, aren’t they?
Despite his conscience screaming at him to go, he still struggles to make the choice. What if Danny really didn’t mean anything he said? But..he listens to that loud, desperate part of him. He doesn’t want to lose the only person he’s found here. If he can save or help this kid, someone who accepts him in this strange new place, that’s just what he’ll do.
So, against his “better judgement”, he rushes off, speeding around the town to find Danny. If anything, he should be where it’s quietest or where it’s loudest, since both are eeriest. As Sonic zooms off, going incredibly fast so as not to be seen clearly, he is particularly careful to check suspicious, disturbing areas.
Not long after he began his run, he finds Danny. But it’s quite the weird situation to be in.. cause Danny’s colors are inverted now? And there’s this weird bat guy a few buildings away, with some friends, too.. and a fucking..clown?! What is this shit, bad writing??!
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incorrect-koh-posts · 2 years
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KING BALDWIN IV and COUNT RAYMOND III OF TRIPOLI in Kingdom of Heaven (2005)
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cairafea · 7 months
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rough sketch of the winged lion to familiarise myself with drawing big cats
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queenofbaws · 7 months
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a quick little update that will affect probably literally absolutely nothing, but if you're someone who's followed me/faved any of my kingdom hearts stuff over on ao3, you might notice a change going forward..........and that's that i added a pseud!!!
now my kingdom hearts stuff should be listed under the name it was written under: tehicycountess ;P
i don't know why, but lately i've been thinking about my, like, eras as a writer, and it just felt right to me that all my kh stuff should be bundled up with that name. this shouldn't change anything about the fics themselves because they're all still tied to my main acct, but i thought i'd holler it out into the void anyway, just in case anyone noticed!! <3
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quinn-pop · 1 year
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Mayta Knight 14-16
14 - Fancy
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this came out awkward but see. kirby’s imitating dedede. mk’s surprised to realize he’s been thought of (“what do you mean people care about my feelings lol”)
15 - Wings
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had no ideas for this but i really like using wings as body language and all that so. wing hug it is
16 - Desserts
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seimei-chsq · 1 year
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i regret to inform you all that i just did ~30 minutes of basic beginner yoga and it did, in fact, help shut up the hobgoblin that lurks in my brain.
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tanjir0se · 2 months
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What if I committed myself to writing drawing and animating my very own show despite having 0 animation experience and also being bad a drawing because I realized an extremely well known public domain property is actually an issekai and I need a female-lead shonen that fucks incredibly hard like Kill la Kill except if it wasn’t. Like That™
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AGH YOUR FIC
my fic!!!!
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unusualshrimp · 5 months
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ustalav · 7 months
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actually sometimes the problem with getting into zevran voice for me is that I have to sort through the bits of his dialogue that are just… soooo 2009 LMAO
I want to be in character but I also want to reject “we are so ridiculously awesome” 😔
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isaacathom · 8 months
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florians pact thing is so funny because its just 'hey champ. keep doing what youre doing.' like. literally nothing changes about his actions. hes just doing the exact same thing. like hooo my god
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mandyyvibes · 9 months
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uhhh happy monday yall
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songofwizardry · 1 year
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you learn something new every day. thank you youtube user Jcoogs for this education.
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suzie-shooter · 2 years
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Ok, baby's first indycar race, let's gooooo
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stickthisbig · 1 year
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I do not know the reasons for why the word "top" means at least three different identities that may or may not stack, but one of us has to fuckin go home and change
Do you know how many times a week I see someone say Top doesn't mean aggressive!! Bottom doesn't mean passive!! and have a moment where I go "I mean I think you're ultimately wrong about that, a certain kind of fighting back can be welcomed, but the top has to- Oh. Oh! This is about buttsex, isn't it. My bad, y'all stay the course"
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carolinanadeau · 6 months
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you're talking shit for the hell of it. and we see you over there on the internet, comparing all the girls who are killing it. but we figured you out, we all know now, we all got crowns, you need to calm down. I've got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined. Mr. Superior Thinking... no, I don't like you. no one likes a mad woman - you made her like that. I can feel the flames on my skin. you did some bad things but I'm the worst of them. maybe I got mine, but you'll all get yours. I'm shaking my head and locking the gates. this is why we can't have nice things. seeing the shape of your name still spells out pain. sometimes I wonder which one'll be your last lie. now I breathe flames each time I talk. do you still feel like you know what you're doing? because I don't think you do. all you are is mean! and a liar! and pathetic! and alone in life and mean!
and you didn't see me here.
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