#m-wachowski

[michoodles]

I was just an only child of the universe ✨

And then I found you ☄️

Movie Sonadow it's going to kill me.

[sonic-fankid-showdown]

SFS 3: Round 1, Poll 17.

Emerald is by @huntyhyena

Star is by @heroictoonz

More info under the cut!

About Emerald: The trouble making daughter of Shadow and Sonic! She loves a good brawl and with her werehog abilities she can transform as she likes to give herself a power boost. However the longer she holds the werehog form the more fatigued she becomes. Outside of transformation she still has werehog instincts and her very active prey drive has occasionally put her status as a hero into question. Despite the trouble her powers cause she maintains tight relationships with friends and family who never doubt her devotion!

About Star: Unlike the two before her, Star was completely unplanned and unexpected. Sonic and Shadow didn’t even know a natural birth was possible till the confirmation of an expecting Sonic was given to them. Not long after the youngest of the Hedgehog family was born. Doubly unexpected was how much like the Dark Arms she turned out to be and where it did cause Shadow a bit of stress at first there is truly nothing in the world that could keep him from loving a his daughter more than all the stars in space. Similarly, her older siblings and cousins were all more than happy to accept little Star into their hearts and lives. However, with her constantly morphing into a squid and using chaos spears to get into cookie jars, her Nanny may need a raise…

[bauerntanz]

75. Berlinale eröffnet

75. Berlinale am Abend eröffnet. Gesprochen wird über das provokante Kleid von Klimaaktivistin Luisa Neubauer

Am Abend ist im Berlinale Palast der Auftakt der 75. Internationalen Filmfestspiele Berlin gefeiert worden. Intendantin Tricia Tuttle und Jurypräsident Todd Haynes eröffneten festlich das größte deutsche Filmfestival. Im Rahmen der Eröffnungsgala wurde die Internationale Jury vorgestellt und außerdem der Goldene Ehrenbär an die Schauspielerin Tilda Swinton verliehen, die Laudatio hatte zuvor…

[filmjunky-99]

t h e m a t r i x, 1999 🎬 dir. the wachowskis

[hyog-blog]

Fangs of Fortune & Polyamory

I don't think I've ever seen a drama explore polycules or, dare I say, polyamory in such an effortless and non-toxic manner. The show that came closest to this trope, I think, was the Wachowski's Sens8, but it was more about mind-sharing in various sometimes increasingly intimate ways, which is a different angle altogether.

It's incredible to see a show explore actual human (or demon) relationships and different kinds of love within a team of close people who can be considered as a found family. It also touches upon their other relationships and familial bonds in a lighthearted, but respectful tone that discovers and acknowledges those different types of love, and fondness, and affection. I loved it to the point that I actually found it to be a healing experience for me.

We put so many labels on people and our own different types of loves and affections (along with a society still devoured by numerous taboos about same-sex relationships or about having different types of relationships all at once simultaneously). But that's like… we're doing it anyway (if we allow ourselves some exploration). Some people are like soulmates but you do not necessarily have that physical spark with them. Others may be like that toxic magnet that brings out the primal desire, but you wouldn't be able to build a relationship with them even if your life depended on it. While others, still, are more like friends that sometimes turn into lovers (or vice versa). And it's a whole net of interconnectedness. And it's about love more than anything else (in its various forms).

And I love how the show doesn't even draw those lines, so we don't have very definitive couples as actual couples, we just see people sharing different kinds of bonds and sometimes doing romantic things together (and that equation changes all the time, whether it's M/M or F/F or F/M). And those bonds also differ - they can be deep and important, or painful, or loving and hopeful, or brotherly, and isn't that what human relationships are all about? They don't necessarily fit into some formulas of being 'one and only' or 'till death does us apart', and there can be many important people in our lives - each with a different flavor.

I might not have the mental and energetic capacity to support multiple relationships like that, but this show enlightened me at least to the possibility of those different types of loves that can co-exist with each other and not be mutually exclusive. The beauty of Fangs of Fortune is that they actually showed us how all that can work, setting that tight-knit little family of the Demon Hunting Bureau as an example. Of course, there's lots of drama, and doomed narratives, but this undertone has been evident throughout the whole series and it just made me all warm and fuzzy inside (and wanting to write fics not only about couple relationships, but throuple and, if possible, polycule as well :D).

[pupdoc0916]

Best Boy

Knuckles sat quietly on the back porch steps.  His eyes were trained on the sky as it glittered with stars.  He traced his eyes over each celestial body as a soft smile pulled at his lips.  The last week had been terribly overcast.  Rain and clouds that hid the beautiful orbs from sight like drapes over a window.  But tonight was the first night that the sky had begun to clear.  And Knuckles was happy for it.  Looking at the stars was soothing and inspiring.  It reminded him of home.

“Sweetie?”

Maddie’s voice startled him from his thoughts and he turned toward the sound behind him.  Her body leaned out of the door frame as she peaked  around the rear door of their home.  He grunted softly in response.

“Can I get you to come in tonight?” she asked, her voice soft, almost pleading as she stared at him through the waning light.  “Maybe get some sleep?”

He turned further towards her allowing his eyes to meet hers.  She was dressed in loose fitting pants and shirt, hair put up and pulled away from her face, likely preparing to “turn in” as the family liked to say.  He shook his head twice.    “I am fine, Healer Maddie.” he replied, voice unwavering.  “I will be starting my next patrol soon.  You need not fret.”

A soft sigh left her lips and her eyes drifted down in response.  

“I know.” she replied softly, her frown deepening.  “I just…I worry about you out here, cold and alone.”

He narrowed his eyes in confusion, turning his questioning gaze further toward her.  “You need not worry.” he answered, his voice firm.  “I can take care of myself and will ensure your and the tribes safety as you sleep.”  

She closed her eyes and blinked heavily.  Her face tightened as well as her grip on the door.  She was disappointed with his answer.  He did not know why.  This was their routine every night.  She had come to him many times to invite him in for the night, but he needed to stay on alert.  

After a moment she opened her eyes.  They seemed sad as she looked down upon him and he began to feel marginally uncomfortable under their scrutiny.  Another sigh escaped her lips and she managed to warp her frown into what Knuckles thought was an attempt at a smile.  It made his stomach squirm with unease.

“I know you will.” she said, her voice quivering ever so slightly.  She moved to turn back into the house, but paused, turning her head once more.

“Just…try to get some sleep?” she requested, eyes tired as she stared him down.

His eyes dropped from hers and he began studying the wood grain in the deck below his seat, uncomfortable with the gaze she had laid upon him.  He chuffed softly and after a moment attempted to meet her gaze once again.

“I will be fine.” he answered with a solid tone, confident in hopes it would ease her discomfort.

It did the opposite it seemed as her eyes dropped away from his and her frown returned.  He swallowed, unsure of why she seemed so unsettled with him this evening.  But she looked back toward him again, her brown eyes meeting his.

“Goodnight, Knuckles.”

“Goodnight, Healer Maddie.”

And with those words she turned and closed the door, the click of the handle causing his muscles to tense as he once again was bathed in the night’s silent ambience.

He turned back forward, moving his eyes once again to the stars.  

It was strange, he thought to himself, this new feeling that was blossoming in his gut.  He spent many years on his own with no one to count on but himself.  He was a trained warrior that was able to survive and protect against even the foulest of beasts.

And yet, since coming to live in this residence, the House Wachowski, he found that each night became a little more tedious.  A little more isolating.

A little more lonely.

He shook his head attempting to rid himself of such thoughts.  Look at him.  Already growing soft in the presence of trust and gentle touches.  He must continue to stay vigilant.  Because in his experience it was when you let yourself slip that the real attacks would come.

A few moments more passed, the kitchen lights were flipped off, and the house quieted to its restful state.  Time for his first round.  He put his gloved hands on his knees and pushed himself into a standing position.  He stretched his shoulders, took a deep breath of crisp night air, and set off into the night.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Knuckles made his way slowly from the roof where he had perched for a birds eye view of danger.  However, after studious observation, it appeared that he could relocate back to the ground for closer inspection.  It had nothing to due with the chilled air picking up causing him to shiver.  Nothing of the sort.

His boots hit the grass and he turned to take in the yard, eyes scanning from left to right, looking for anything that may be out of place.

It was then he heard a rustle in the bushes near the opposite corner of the house.  His body froze, muscles tense as all time seemed to stand still as he listened to what could be an imminent threat.

The rustling continued, coming and going like the waves as they hit the beach.  He narrowed his eyes and, without making a sound, made his way across the back of the house.  He moved slowly, calculatedly, like a predator stalking its prey.  He brought his gloves forward, feeling the soothing pressure of his knuckles coming together as he prepped to intercept the threat.

Closer still he stalked.  Muscles taught, attention narrowed on the location of interest.  He was now close enough to see the movement of the leaves with each rustling sound.  Something was definitely present.  His teeth clenched together and face hardened.  A few steps away, just a few farther.  He reached out his hand to meet the branches, ready to pounce at the slightest provocation.

He pulled the branches back more.  Red began to hit his eyes as he readied himself for battle.  He was almost there…

Before any further movement could be made, something burst from the leaves causing Knuckles to fall backward.  A branch scratched at his arm as his body was forced back by his attacker, landing hard on his back by the onslaught of attack.

He quickly pulled in his breath and gathered himself for an offense attack, but was too late as the intruder had already unleashed their fury upon him.

He grimaced and growled as a wet, pink tongue licked up his face in unbridled excitement.  He moved his face to the side to dodge but only found the attack continued on.  He sneered, his face scrunched in disgust as he tried to maneuver from underneath, but to no avail.

Finally he managed to get his fists underneath and push his attacker to the side giving him enough time to get to his feet and stare down the beast with a threatening look.

“Ozzie!”  he barked in annoyance and disgust.  “Why are you here, wolf?”

Unperturbed by the icy glare the canine looked right back at him with his tongue hanging out, tail wagging at what could be considered an impossible pace.  His paws danced in the yard and he panted in excitement at the sight of one of his family companions.

Knuckles brought his fist up, rubbing his gloved hand down his face and shook his head.  As his surge of adrenaline began to fade, his quills relaxed back down to his back, breaths slowing as he tried to calm his nerves.

The dog, impatient with the lack of contact, came forward and pushed his head into Knuckles glove, urging him to scratch his ears.  Knuckles lifted his glove and took a step back, once again glared back at the dog.

“Ugh, stop with this behavior.” he growled.  “You must return to your bed.”

He pointed his hand towards the back door, emphasizing his point with a nod of his head.  “Inside!” he repeated.  “Now.”

The dog looked toward the door, tail never stopped wagging, then back at the disheveled echidna, brown eyes staring toward his new found companion.  Knuckles felt a pressure growing behind his eyes as the pet disobeyed his command and seemed completely unbothered at doing so.  He sighed.

“Inside.” he tried again, but was met with nothing but soft brown eyes and warm breath on his arm.  

Knuckles growled.  “Fine…” he huffed, which only caused Ozzie’s tail to beat more quickly.  Knuckles sighed and looked toward the moon, analyzing it’s place in the sky.  He then returned his gaze back to the dog.

“It’s midway through the night.” he said, voice hard.  “I must finish my patrol.  You stay.”

No response.

“I am moving forward.  You must remain.”

No response.

Knuckles clenched his eyes shut and shook his head.  He let out another resigned sigh and turned away from the dog, continuing forward to finish patrol.  He took a few steps forward with the intent to finish the perimeter check, only to hear padding feet follow.  He turned back and glared at the dog with the best ‘stop following me’ face he could muster.  Ozzie sat down, continuing to stare at the annoyed echidna.

Knuckles huffed, then turned back to his route.  He took more steps forward into the quiet night.  As he rounded the corner of the house he almost let out a breath of relief, until he heard prancing footsteps move toward him.  A dog’s head then nudged his hand as a bid for affection.  

The pressure between his eyes grew.  He let out a breath he did not realize he was holding and turned toward the dog who seemed wholly unbothered by his companions annoyance.  

“Alright.  Fine.” he spoke defeatedly.  “But no noise.”

No response.

Knuckles released a irritated hum then turned his head back forward and began to walk.  He made his way to the front, checking under bushes, under the porch, securing the windows, all the while followed by padding footsteps and wet, drooling panting.

As he made his way around the other side of the house, he checked over his shoulder only to realize the wolf had disappeared.  He moved his head around but could not find his canine companion.  A smirk met his face and he rolled his eyes.  Weakling.

He turned back around and continued forward, but stuttered toward his next step.  The sudden absence of the dog made his breath feel a bit heavy.  And as he moved forward he found himself frowning.  Was he disappointed that the dog had left?  The thought made him bark a laugh and he shook his head, refocusing his way forward.

He ran the edge of the yard, turning toward the back of the property.  Getting used to his new found loneliness he continued on.  Until he heard barking at the corner of the home.  Knuckles was immediately on alert.  He ran through the crunching grass towards the sound of distress.  When he turned the corner he found Ozzie digging in the dirt under a bush close to the home, whining under his breath.

Knuckles quickly made his way to the wolf’s side.  He would ensure that whatever threat the canine had identified would be dealt with.

He came up next to Ozzie and placed a hand on his head in praise.

“Show yourself, intruder!” Knuckles ordered, kneeling to get a view under the bush.

A soft chittering.  Knuckles narrowed his eyes, leaning his face further.

Sudden movement caught his eye causing Knuckles to jump into the bush.  He wrestled with the branches and leaves until a small creature came careening from the plant.   Ozzie jumped and began barking at the small animal until it ran out of sight into the woods.

Knuckles stood and poked his head from the bush, sticks and leaves stuck between his quills.  He shook off some of the debris then stepped from the plant.

“That was no threat.” He growled at the dog.  Ozzie trotted back towards his companion now that the squirrel had been neutralized.

Knuckles shook his head.  “I applaud the effort, wolf, but in the future I will need to train you on what a true threat is.”

Ozzie cocked his head.

Knuckles huffed as he picked out a few sticks from his disheveled quills and fur.  His eyes gazed up and caught the moon’s position.

“The sun will be rising soon” he spoke out loud, then looked back to the dog.  He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.  He couldn’t ignore how his eyelids had grown in weight as the night had continued.  He blinked a few times and shook his head.  He turned back towards the house, the porch steps looking quite comfortable after a night on his feet.

He turned to head back to the house, large boots crunching on the frosted grass as he made his way back.  After a moment he realized there was a absence at his side.  He looked over his shoulder to see Ozzie still sitting in the grass, wagging his tail.  Knuckles found himself patting his thigh, something he saw his hosts do many times to beckon the resident wolf.

Almost immediately Ozzie bounded forward, prancing in the grass next to his nighttime companion.  Knuckles climbed to the top step and sat down heavily on the wood surface.  Ozzie pranced up after, sitting next to the echidna so closely that he felt the dog lean into his side.  He glanced another look at the animal who sat next to him, then yawned heavily, shaking his head to stay awake.

They sat silently for moments, Knuckles staring at the stars and Ozzie panting lightly next to him.  There was something about the dog next to him that seemed to soothe his loneliness and give him calm.  There was no expectation or disappointment behind those eyes, just an unconditional acceptance.  Knuckles took in another deep breath.

“You were not the hinderance I thought you would be.” he spoke softly, flicking his eyes toward the canine next to him.  “I thank you for your company.”

Ozzie turned and gave him a lick across the muzzle, tail thumping against the wood.  Knuckles pulled his hand up to wipe the drool from his face and shook his head.  “Though your greeting has much to be desired.”

Knuckles released another breath, leaning slightly into the warm body next to him.  He rubbed his eyes with his large gloves and suppressed another yawn.

“It can get quite lonely as the others sleep.  I do not complain, but I did appreciate some company on my patrol.”

Ozzie laid down, placing his head in Knuckles’ lap, tail continuing to wag in calm content.  Knuckles brought his hand to the dogs head, moving it lightly across the animal’s head.

“My tribe used to read the stars.” Knuckles continued, eyes drooping as he spoke.  “They spoke of many deities that lived within the sky.  I would sit with my father and listen to the stories of old as each member communed and ate around a night fire.  It is one of my fondest memories.”

He let out a sigh, continuing to stroke the dogs head.  “I miss them dearly, my tribe.” he spoke softly.  “It has been many years since I have felt a part of something.  I fear I have forgotten how to be part of a family.”

Knuckles pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around his legs.  “I am grateful to have been invited into the Wachowski home.  It is hard for me to trust again.  And though I have been here for weeks, I fear that I cause them more trouble than I wish.”

Knuckles swallowed and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly into a cloud of precipitation at his lips.  Ozzie maneuvered back, prompting Knuckles to scoot back from the stairs and lean further into the dogs warm body.

“I just hope I can figure out my place.  This family, especially Healer Maddie, have been very kind to me.  I hope I can return the favor.  And my allies…brothers…they seem to trust me even though I have not earned it.”

Another yawn overtook him and he leaned further back into his companion, eyes half closed as he stared at the stars.

“I hope my father is proud of me.” he murmured softly.  “And I hope that, one day, I will be able to find my place within this new tribe.”

His eyes fell closed as he leaned farther into the dog’s body.  

“And, only if you wish, I would enjoy future patrols with your company.”  he whispered.  His mind began to drift with his words, and his body slackened as he finally found rest.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The griddle sizzled as she turned it on and brought it to life.  She looked out the window at the rising sun as she stirred the batter, preparing to make breakfast for her husband and boys.  She pulled the sleeves up on her shirt in an effort to keep clean.  Her hair fell around her face, dislodged from her hair tie as she slept.

She turned with the bowl still in hand taking in the empty kitchen and the quiet ambience of the home.  She relished these few moments of peace before her boisterous children awoke.  Though, even with the absence of her children, it still seemed just a bit too quiet.

Then it hit her.  Dog…that’s what was missing.  Ozzie was always up with her, sitting at her feet in the hope that food would fall his way as she made breakfast.  But there was a noticeable absence of the family golden retriever this morning. 

She stopped stirring and sat the bowl down on the counter.  She quietly made her way from the kitchen, looking through the living room and under the dining room table.  There was no dog in sight.

She frowned and made her way back towards the kitchen until something caught her eye near the back door.  She made her way to the door, feeling the cool air on her feet as she made her way to the back porch.  As she opened the door, she inhaled lightly, her hand covering her mouth.  Her eyes softened as she took in the scene.

Knuckles lay on the wood porch floor shifted to his side.  He was rolled inward, breathing softly, his head cradled by the dog wrapped around him.  The echidna’s arm was wrapped around Ozzie’s torso, his hand clutching at fur on the canines back as he slept.  Ozzie’s head was wrapped around and laid gently atop Knuckles head.

At her arrival the dog lifted his head ever so slightly and eyed his mom with a soft gaze.  His tail began to softly beat against the porch floor.  He made no movement to get up or follow, seemingly content to cradle the sleeping boy nestled against his body.

Tears welled in Maddies eyes and she let out a huff, pushing down the burning in her throat.

Her oldest boy was finally sleeping.

She stared for moments taking in the sight.  She had never seen Knuckles so relaxed.  She reached for him, instinctually wanting to pull him into her arms and carry him inside.  But before her hand touched him, she hesitated.  He would likely wake with too much movement and this poor boy needed his sleep.

She tore her eyes from the scene before her and made her way into the living room, grabbing a warm blanket and bringing it back to the porch.  Ozzie raised his head once again as he watched Maddie gently place the blanket over the echidna’s body.

She gently adjusted the cover around his form to give him warmth, then knelt down, kissing him lightly on his forehead.  She then moved to Ozzie, placing a soft hand on his head and planting a kiss between his eyes.

“My best boys.” she whispered, giving Ozzie a rub behind the ears.

She stood and slowly made her way back into the house (not before she snapped a few pictures) and made her way back to the kitchen.  She picked up the bowl and began stirring again, her mind wandering to the two figures on the porch.

Knuckles had been so on edge since arriving to the home.  She knew his life had been hard and lonely, but he seemed to be struggling to find a place within the family.  She loved the boy so much, drawn into his sweet, kind heart.  But she had not been able to get through to him, not yet.

But Ozzie did.  The healing powers of a loving dog.  Maddie sighed happily and turned back to the griddle.

She loved her kids and she loved her dog.  The were the best boys.  They were her boys.

@year-of-the-echidna

[lizardsfromspace]

Okay, Matrix plagiarism case postscript

One thing I didn't answer is how she got the Wachowski's timeline wrong. I still don't know, but it appears she essentially shifted their lives back a decade

She says less than a decade ago they were running a construction business, but actually, working at a construction company is what they were doing in 1986. In 1976 Lana and Lilly were eleven and nine years old respectively. I can't explain why she messed this up, beyond having to age them up a decade for the story to work

But this screencap also brings up another thing she mentions repeatedly that I didn't mention - the smoking gun in her claim is that...the Matrix ripped off her words verbatim for its opening crawl. The opening crawl...to The Matrix.

Huh?

So her story is - and unsurprisingly the timeline here is jumbled, for instance, citing production interviews from 1997 when the film wouldn't enter production until 1998 - the original version of The Matrix contained a Star Wars-style opening crawl, and this was the most directly plagiarized part of the film.

She claims this opening crawl was, in fact, in the theatrical release of The Matrix and only removed when it came to home media, because she. Because she called the FBI on the Wachowskis for stealing the idea of opening crawls from her

The theatrical cut does differ from later versions slightly - most infamously the Wachowskis made the green color filter much more green in the second DVD release, to make it consistent with the style of the sequels - but if there was a opening crawl mandated by the studio, nobody but her has mentioned it, and I find it hard to believe critics wouldn't mention it.

Because this is Dark City. She's clearly confused The Matrix with stories about the studio's meddling with the 1998 film Dark City.

Dark City was the dystopian sci-fi film that had a opening narration explaining the whole plot foisted on it by the studio, and critics mentioned it. Basically every review mentioned it (some even suggest covering your ears or muting the film the first time you see it, at least until the Director's Cut removed it). Meanwhile, reviews of The Matrix praised its opening from the very beginning: how it drops you right into things and lets you find out about its world as Neo does. It's just not possible that the theatrical release has a opening crawl no one mentioned when I can pull up full comparisons of theatrical vs first DVD vs second DVD vs Bluray. Whatever story she read either was about Dark City, or was a Wachowski saying in passing "yeah the studio wanted us to add one but we didn't".

Another thing I didn't touch on is just how much it hypes her up as a untouchable genius of cinema. For instance, she claims to have come up with the effects of The Matrix in 1983 too

(one funny part is how little she brings up The Terminator at all? She just threw it in as a bonus I guess)

I looked up how they did the bullet time effect in particular and...it would have been impossible in 1983. It's not just high speed photography; it's entire banks of cameras, placed in the right place by computer previsualization, their sequence programmed, and with all the elements composited together by CGI. Even stylistically - the true creator of the effects cited Akira as a influence, and Akira the movie didn't exist in 1983. Neither did the type of Hong Kong action film that heavily influenced it. I guess it would be possible to write down "someone goes really fast and we depict it like they slowed down time", concepts of a plan etc

But like.

She's destined to be one of the most profound master writers of the 21st century. This is a book proving she's never written anything. It has a pitch for The Third Eye, it has a second film treatment tacked on at the end, and it has copyright registrations for her sequels to Terminator and The Matrix. M. Night Shyamalan's character in Lady in the Water was destined to be a great writer too, but he actually wrote a book. He didn't put out a book with a decades-old synposis that was never finished & reams of legal documents and a bio saying, I'm one of the greatest authors of all time. Because who needs writing when you have destiny, God, and the ancient superrace living in the Pyramids on your side?

This is my for real last post on this since I ended up just depressed about it in the end. I think the worst part is, she knows she lost. But she still goes to the press telling a story she knows isn't true, and people believe her. Some of it is transphobic - "stop saying it's a trans allegory when they stole it"; some of it runs with the Christian oppression narrative (full disclosure, I was inspired to look for her book again bc while looking up another crank, I saw an interview with her in the sidebar of a religious website); but a lot of it is just people who innocently want it to be true.

One of the few pieces debunking her story is on a website called Black Excellence - it doesn't even have a byline - said this:

"There are many people, especially Black people, who wanted the story to be true. It symbolized a Black person, especially a Black woman, finally winning against the system. When Sophia Stewart spoke about how mainstream media would not give her the time of day because almost all of them were owned by Warner Brothers, some Black media embraced her. Blogs spread her story, especially the initial story on Globe that contained errors about the case.

"But the story is not true. Sophia Stewart did not become the richest Black person in the country. But that did not deter her from going on several shows and publications to tell her story."

She took advantage of people's urge to root for the underdog against a corporation - and seized on a lack of mainstream coverage to claim her story was being suppressed. But it just isn't true. Also yeah she ridiculously claims that Warner Bros owns every news website and newspaper and that's kind of funny I guess. Well, that's it. I'm never doing this again

[fluideli123]

Either way, we're not alone / I'll find a new place to be from

Chapter 4: Panic! At The Costco | Part One

Rating:

General Audiences

Archive Warning:

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M/M

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Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types

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Relationships:

Shadow the Hedgehog & Everyone

Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog

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Shadow the Hedgehog

Maddie Wachowski

Sonic the Hedgehog

Tom Wachowski

Miles "Tails" Prower

Knuckles the Echidna

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Shadow the Hedgehog is a Sweetheart

Good Parent Maddie Wachowski

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Knuckles the Echidna and Miles "Tails" Prower and Sonic the Hedgehog are Siblings

Author Projecting onto Shadow the Hedgehog

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Language: English

"Do you want to go back in again?" Shadow looks to Sonic, who rests his chin on the ebony hedgehog's shoulder, nuzzling peach into soft, short fur. "We can go back to the car, too, if you want." "You don't need to follow me everywhere. You've just expressed how much you enjoy destroying this establishment," Shadow states. "So, why don't you join Tom and Tails within the store?" "Probably because I don't want to leave you alone," Sonic answers honestly. OR: Shadow experiences a Costco for the first time

[queerwolf79]

Sonic and Shadow's Excellent Adventure (Month of Sonadow 2025)

Title: Sonic and Shadow's Excellent Adventure (Month of Sonadow 2025)

Author: queerwolf79 | @queerwolf79​

Rating: Mature

Beta(s): Eyes_Of_A_Tragedy | @eyesofatragedy67​​  & tfw_cas | @punk-is-notdead

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Content/Trigger Warning(s): Memory Loss

Tags: Tags May Increase, Canon Compliant to Movie Universe, Then Canon Divergent, Amnesia Fic, Comedy, Angst, First Kiss, First Love, Love Confessions, Hurt/Comfort, Mild Angst, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, More Just Friends to Lovers, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, Canon Divergent to Incorporate Other Shows and Video Games, Holding Off on Introducing Amy and Mecha Sonic, Miscommunication is the Real Villain Here, Actually No It’s an Actual Villain, But Still, No Warnings Apply Because Even Though They’re 17 I’m Not Tagging Underage, Because in Hedgehog to Human Years That Means They’re a Bazillion Years Old, Each Chapter is a Month of Sonadow 2025 Daily Prompt

Pairing(s): Sonic the Hedgehog/Shadow the Hedgehog

Summary:

Shadow returns to earth, missing his memories save for his name and a gruesome flashback of the death of someone named Maria. Sonic finds him, wandering a forest in New York, and in true Sonic fashion, brings Shadow home to help him recover his memories. That receives a mixed reception from his family, but ultimately, they all come to realize this could be the chance to give Shadow the life he never got to have since he landed on Earth over fifty years ago.  Unfortunately, as usual, nothing could be that simple for the Wachowskis. A dark entity has been watching Shadow’s progress from afar, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Will the darkness Shadow was born with outweigh what he feels for the light that is Sonic the Hedgehog?  Can love save the day, and more importantly, the world?

Notes: Well, I have fallen down the hedgehog hole of being obsessed with Sonic and Shadow. When I saw the Month of Sonadow challenge (by @/DailySonadow on Twitter) shared here on Tumblr by artists, I couldn't resist writing a fic.

I know I'm LATE, but technically I've started posting in February, so it counts! Originally it was going to be a series of drabbles, instead it turned into this 28 chapter fic about Sonic and Shadow falling in love. Each chapter adheres to its corresponding daily prompt while telling a cohesive story.

The updates will be weekly on Fridays, and when it's completely edited, they will be more frequent, thinking M/W/F until fully posted. Subscribe to my tumblr or on Ao3 for updates!

Anyway, here's my incredibly late contribution to Month of Sonadow!

Read it Here!

[that-taters-my-tots]

You guys don't understand how important it is to me that I write Shadow and Maria watching M*A*S*H in their little pillow fort. The time lines up perfectly since M*A*S*H came out in '72 and Maria died in '74. They never got to finish the series together, so I can just imagine (in an AU where Shadow gets adopted into the Wachowski family) how emotional each big plot point comes to Shadow and how he feels when he finally gets to finish the show.

[yuri-alexseygaybitch]

The best part of any Matrix movie is when the Wachowski Sisters smash cut from a shootout or dialogue scene to the interior of a nasty ass leather bar or S&M dungeon or whatever accompanied by a sick beat drop

[michoodles]

You saved me from a certain tragedy !

I get messages from the stars ⭐ when you're making love to me

Sorry I'm just got an obsession with movie sonadow bcs of Ao3

[sonic-fankid-showdown]

SFS 3; ROUND 1 MATCH UPS!

Here you have the match ups for the first round of this year's showdown! Congrats to everyone who made it in, and good luck!

Round 1 will start on July 1st, 00:00 GMT-4, and will last a week!

Image transcript under the cut.

Poll 1: Stake (by @thefantasylife8) VS Harlo Robotnik (by @xinnamonbun and @halastar05)

Poll 2: Morganite the Echidna (by @yu-melon) VS Cupria the Pangolin (by @inezisa)

Poll 3: Snow the Cat (by @hypothetical-pebble) VS Mercury Rose Wachowski (by @zibiscusloon)

Poll 4: Lily Prower the Seedrian (by @cosmicfangz) VS Esme Starline (by @mischeva)

Poll 5: Umbra the Hedgehog (by @a-random-boo) VS Sunlight the Hedgehog (by @fleetway1900)

Poll 6: Ace the Hazard (by @vela–nova) VS Spectre the Chameleon (by @funkyfandomlover)

Poll 7: Jab the Echidna (by @bighonkerr) VS Breaker the Armadillo (by @rushcolor)

Poll 8: Suri (by @navy-the-tiger) VS Meadow the Hedgehog (by @maightymai)

Poll 9: Hikaru the Tenrec (by @aexonn) VS Nova the Hedgehog (by @foxssonicdoodles)

Poll 10: Sparks Rose (by @head---ache) VS Seven the Jackal (by @koreyeet)

Poll 11: Midori the Hedgehog-Hybrid (by @st4rrzyy) VS Dawn the Hedgehog (by @dawn-ch0rus)

Poll 12: Karma the Chameleon (by @marasshy) VS Maggy the Cat (by @thesafireartist)

Poll 13: Charlie the Hedgehog (by @raccooonguy) VS Eclipse (by @random-stuffs567)

Poll 14: Charlotte "Chilli" Acorn (by @angelkitty54) VS Dash the Hedgehog (by @jackeyammy21)

Poll 15: Terios the Hedgehog (by @hippiecockatoo) VS Catalyst the Hedgehog (by @vee-isaweirdartist)

Poll 16: Wind the Sparrow (by @bymiar) VS Mercury "Mercy" Metálico (by @huitlacoche-y-cachivaches)

Poll 17: Emerald M Wachowski (by @huntyhyena) VS Star Hedgehog (by @heroictoonz)

Poll 18: Astra the Hedgehog (by @zeroisnebulous) VS Eden Rose (by @thesummoners)

Poll 19: Synergy (by The @starknife-starmimi Discord Server) VS Silas/Rush the Hedgehog (by @yourpalsalamander)

Poll 20: Briar the Hedgehog (by @snowlyx) VS Skylar the Hawk (by @emuartworks)

Poll 21: Symbol the Hedgehog (by @ubtendo) VS Blossom "Kranz" the Chameleon (by @lumivall)

Poll 22: Shade the Hedgehog (by @sonnewolfie009) VS Starlis Maria Hedgehog (by @dragolord19delta)

Poll 23: Crow the Werehog (by @theleviathanslair) VS Oshi (by @scrunglepaws)

Poll 24: Nova Prower (by @number-one-shadisper-shipper) VS Talus the Echidna (by @the-crazy-echidna-lady)

Poll 25: Flicker the Tenrec (by @vershl) VS Nyx the Moth (by @trashcreatyre)

Poll 26: Holo Rose (by @ekaycheem) VS Momo the Scrapnik (by @somemismatchedsocks)

Poll 27: Hectic the Tenrec (by @susahnasomething) VS Jade the Tenrec (by @t4tsurge)

Poll 28: Cooper H Robotnik (by @rottenpills16) VS Miley Acorn (by @navii-blaze)

Poll 29: Raiden the Hedgehog (by @mintypsych) VS Sierra Mist (by @lowcringetolerance)

Poll 30: Sapphire the Hedgehog (by @basilbunnycreachers) VS Plum Blossom (by @chipistotallysane)

Poll 31: Genesis (by @icednebula) VS Mercury (by @wherethehog)

Poll 32: Kiks the Echidnahog (by @tails-perhour) VS Bolt the Tenrac (by @unholy-everlasting)

And that's all the match ups for this round! Plus, propaganda will start being rebbloged from now!! So go crazy with it!!!

[theguywithaplan]

List of Films Turning Ten (10) Years Old in 2025

American Ultra (stars Jesse Eisenberg and Kristen Stewart as stoners).

Ant-Man

Avengers: Age of Ultron (pretty short Age, if you ask me...)

Beasts of No Nation (stars Idris Elba as a warlord).

The Big Short (the favorite movie of the most annoying guy you know).

Black Mass (stars Johnny Depp as Whitey Bulger).

Bridge of Spies (directed by Spielberg, written by the Coen Brothers, and stars Tom Hanks. What more could you want?)

CHAPPiE

Cinderella (the live-action disney remake)

Creed (the successor to the Rocky movies

Crimson Peak (a gothic horror movie from Guillermo del Toro).

Da Sweet Blood of Jesus (a horror movie from Spike Lee).

The DUFF (stands for Designated Ugly Fat Friend).

Ex Machina (the AI movie with Oscar Isaac).

Fant4stic

Fifty Shades of Grey

Focus (a pretty decent crime drama with Will Smith and Margot Robbie).

Furious 7

The Good Dinosaur (the rare misstep for Pixar).

Goosebumps (starring Jack Black as R. L. Stine).

The Green Inferno (a cannibal movie from Eli Roth).

The Hateful Eight (the eighth movie from Quentin Tarantino).

Hitman: Agent 47 (based on the video games).

Home (the DreamWorks movie starring Sheldon Cooper and Rihanna).

Hotel Transylvania 2

The Hunger Games: Mockingjay, Part 2

Inside Out (one of Pixar's best)

Insidious: Chapter 3

It Follows (a fantastic horror movie).

Jem and the Holograms (I'm so sorry that you guys had to go through this).

Jupiter Ascending (an honest to god underappreciated sci-fi movie from the Wachowskis).

Jurassic World

Kingsman: The Secret Service (look up the church scene with Doom music. Thank me later).

Knock Knock (an erotic thriller starring Ana de Armas and Keanu Reeves)

Krampus

The Last Witch Hunter (a strange passion project from Vin Diesel).

Mad Max: Fury Road (greatest movie ever made, don't at me).

Magic Mike XXL

The Martian

Minions

Mission: Impossible - Rogue Nation

The Night Before (a really fun Christmas movie with Seth Rogen, Anthony Mackie, and Joseph Gordon-Levitt)

Pan (a really terrible Peter Pan adaptation with Hugh Jackman).

Paper Towns (based on the John Green novel of the same name).

Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2

The Peanuts Movie

Pitch Perfect 2

Pixels (Pac-Man's da bad guy...?)

Poltergeist (the remake)

The Revenant (Leo DiCaprio got his Oscar, and all he had to do was get mauled by a bear).

Room (Brie Larson won an Oscar for this. Deserved).

Run All Night (Liam Neeson post-Taken).

San Andreas (not based on the GTA game.)

Sicario (Denis Villeneuve does not miss)

Southpaw (a boxing movie with Jake Gyllenhaal).

Spectre (the James Bond movie... it was just okay).

The Spongebob Movie: Sponge Out of Water

Spy (a shockingly good spy comedy with Melissa McCarthy and Jason Statham).

Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens

Steve Jobs

Straight Outta Compton (starring Ice Cube's son as Ice Cube).

Taken 3 (how were there three of these??)

Ted 2

Terminator Genisys (I'll defend Salvation, but not this).

Tomorrowland

Trainwreck (an Amy Schumer comedy. Approach with caution).

Vacation (a reboot of the National Lampoon Vacation movies).

The Visit (the movie where M. Night Shyamalan finally decided to stop sucking).

[filmjunky-99]

t h e m a t r i x, 1999 🎬 dir. the wachowskis

[welcome-to-green-hills]

weekly check-in; ummm. nothin' much has happened. although, one of my mum's exes (she's still good friends with him) managed to confirm my identity so i can get my passport renewed (long boring legal process i'm not gonna explain here lmao) so then i can get my debit card n' stuff. i'm excited!! gonna have my own money, etc etc. just bummed that i know i'll end up having my family's christmas presents arrive around early january. other than that, yeah, 'm doing good! been a chill week.

as for the alternative thing; i am VERY excited to see more of tom and sonic's father-son relationship as well as seeing how the wachowski family dynamic is tackled in the movie overall. ('m also super excited to hear keanu reeves's voice as shadow!!)

Hi Hon❤️✨

Congrats on the new passport! Use it with care—and collect as many stamps as you can! I do hope that you’ll enjoy Sonic 3 soon! It’s wonderful to hear from you.