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[badnikbreaker]

@spiinsparks​     /     sonic & amy!

The last of the badniks falls and the battlefield — two on a hundred, it was never fair to the machines — quiets and the tactician swings to face the hero, eyes carefully empty.  It’s not offense — it’s not Amy Rose’s petty feelings.  That kind of selfishness isn’t allowed in a war, isn’t allowed anywhere, and hasn’t been allowed since the first time she tried to make a miracle and failed / since she got so many people killed.  No, it’s not — it’s not about Amy, really.  It’s just ———

They can’t fight like this.  They can’t fight with Sonic like this, and neither can anyone else except Ava.  For all the changes she’s experienced since the war began, Amy is still loving, primed to notice and correct others’ pain, gentle and (  under layers of armor and callouses and fresh scars  ) capable of gentleness.  They’re attuned to no one more than Sonic / who they had to grieve, losing that essential part of their chest / and they’ve noticed that things are wrong.  Off.  Broken / like them?  like Knuckles?  like Silver? / and cold and...

Well.  She can’t blame him, after six months of harm.  But this can’t go on.  It’s impossible to be out in the field with him when he won’t slow down, when she’s so reckless.  It’s not about Amy’s hurt (  her best friend doesn’t trust her or worse / well, neither does half of the world, so it’s an old pain, though no less serrated for it  ) or Amy’s heart (  she loves him and he doesn’t want to hold her or be held  ) or Amy.  THAT’S NOT ALLOWED.

“Sonic,” they say, stepping over the remains of the badniks the pair had finished not - quite - together, a hand raising to get his attention.  Green eyes scan him for wounds — he doesn’t look badly injured, thank Gaia — as her hammer disintegrates and they reach his side.  Better to have these sorts of conversations out on the field, where it can’t bring down anyone’s morale.  “That fight was reckless, and could have been finished faster and safer if you hadn’t gone on your own,” she says, not - judgemental, but not gently, either; restrained, careful, placid.  VICE - COMMANDER / SOLDIER.  “You’re not fighting with me so much as fighting in my...vicinity.”

It hadn’t felt right to bring it up / they failed him, Amy Rose failed him / but THIS CAN’T GO ON, and if Amy Rose doesn’t want to have this conversation, it hasn’t mattered what Amy Rose wants in six months.  “You don’t need to like me, but we need to be able to fight like allies.  What’s going on?”

[galaxofmuses]

spiinsparks

sonic vc: yo sky-guy let's form a 'lil' bro protection squad'.

“Sign me up! I’ll make those flyers!” Sky no. He’s a horrible graphic artist.

[ironbonds]

I must bless the dash with this. @spiinsparks is a lovely person and I adore this picture. Look it his tongue!

[heroichedgehammer]

In the distant hills, a single pink dot is practically careening across the earth. A spectator or two might've seen the streaking blue thing she's chasing a few seconds earlier.

Even from here, her shrieks are perfectly audible.

"Nonononono! Oh my GOSH!"

[a-earthssprout]

what I've learned since falling down the Sonic hole, feat. Vi's / @spiinsparks wisdom & generosity with her time: just because the character is fluffy & cute does not mean that they are not deadly & unhinged 😳

[lightdash]

     “—— Totally counts.”

[aeniqmata]

He's not quite sure about Sonic's state of being right now, but hopefully he remembers. There's only a few more hours after all.

@spiinsparks you liked the post and i got a worm

[diffxrentwxrlds]

@spiinsparks

❝ yer gonna have t'get in line 'cos hibernation hour s'been waitin' for YEARS. ❞

{{ L }} "Hoe, I ain't talkin' no hibernation. I'm puttin' yo ass in a straight up coma."

[lowhowl]

@spiinsparks

▬▬ Whisper turns a crystalline axe over in her hands, inspecting it. In lieu of losing her wispon, she'd forced herself to channel her wisps through her body- thus allowing her to use their energies in more creative ways than simply firing them from a weapon. But... it came with its consequences. Due to how wisps work, every time she passed a wisp's energy through her own body is was pretty painful. Like an electric shock.

▬▬ But she was getting better. Forcefully conditioning herself to work in tandem with her wisps, even after Surge had stolen and ruined them. She takes note of some cracks in the edge of the axe's head, and places her hand over it. The cracks seal up with a light creaking sound, and Whisper grimaces a bit- then stares at her hand, where some pink smoke was emanating from.

▬▬ Then she looks up, towards the hedgehog approaching her- probably out of curiosity, but she wouldn't assume that.

" Oh - Sonic . . . " " Is everything alright ? "

[badnikbreaker]

@spiinsparks / sonic & amy!

The damage is mostly superficial. That's good, she thinks, as she presses a careful finger to her split lip. Plenty of bruises across her face and beneath her dress, sure. But there's no major bleeding and no broken bones; the people who hurt her weren't trained fighters.

She slumps back against a tree alongside the road and slides to sit with a low sigh. A mission for the Restoration bringing her to a settlement that mostly - hates her isn't all that surprising — when a few of the inhabitants had cornered her as she left, aiming to take out their hurt on the one that caused it, it had only seemed fair that Amy let them. The pain in their expressions hurts worse than the wounds.

They'd kept it together until the town was out of sight, at least. It's only now that they exhale and feel their eyes start to sting, a hiccup catching their breath. They don't want to cry — least of all when they glance up and see Sonic approaching them. They shoot to stand, wincing a little, a hand pressing to their cheek as if that can hid the bruising. They'd been so out of it they hadn't even sensed him the way they usually would. "Sonic! Ha — ah, sorry, I'm really surprised! What brings you out here?" They know it's a long shot, but maybe if they don't mention the wounds, he won't. "It's good to see you!"

[galaxofmuses]

* INHALES *

“FUCK!”

[ironbonds]

« you’ll be better soon, i promise. » (frontiers tails e3e) || @spiinsparks || injured sentence starters ( accepting )

Those weren't the words he wanted, wanted nothing to do with platitudes aimed at him and his state of being. Of all the people that would have said anything to him like that, it both was and wasn't the one he wanted that uttered the phrase. He looked like Sonic, definitely moved like him, and definitely talked like him. But outside of the visual and auditory similiarities?

This wasn't his Sonic.

Tails was drawing in the dirt because the Mobian he'd taught sign language to didn't remember it, and he couldn't communicate any other way. He'd been able to speak to him initially, but had been thrown headlong into another panic attack when the other treated him like a stranger, asking how he could help him and if he needed to find someone for him.

He'd plateaued since then, but he'd given the other his given name, Miles, rather than the nickname that carried so many memories with it. It lessened the blow to his psyche, hearing someone so similar but so different calling him a name he rarely if ever went by anymore.

But the worst part? Even without memories, Sonic was still Sonic, joking and making all the same comments he would have made anyways. The only difference was that where his canidae companion was supposed to be, there was a massive gaping chasm, liable to suck even more memories into it's depths.

' Not unless you get better first. ' His hands formed the words before he remembered that the other wouldn't recognize them, and letting his tails thrash angrily behind him. Whether it was aimed at Sonic or himself he would never tell. Instead, he funneled that aggression into moving, allowing cyberspace to take him long enough for him to pick a spot well infront of the hedgehog.

It would give him enough time to draw in the dirt, a quick but effective message.

YOU FIRST. MORE IMPORTANT.

[a-earthssprout]

take two equals staring ari dead in the eye while he takes one of those big broccoli stalks and eats the whole thing from top to bottom and then licks his fingers like it's tasty and not chalky w/o cheese.

she's digging up the chili dog that she buried for him earlier. now he shall never experience the thrill of a chili dog that grew ten times its size.

" su ... Sunny's gonna get a tuh ... a tummy - ache ... "

[burningresolve]

headcanon memes; comfort character edition! ― @spiinsparks​​ / @prxjectshadxw​​

[ 🧱 ] how would you describe your muses’ morality? what are their core values?

Blaze will always be a force of good. she cannot stand that those who cannot defend themselves are trampled over. those who do as they please despite the consequences are to be set straight. she will go to pretty much any means to defend what is important, be it her friends, kingdom and dimension.

Through, one of her core values is that any issue can be resolved with words before violence. She, however, is not afraid to resort to the latter if necessary.

[ 🌎 ] are there any aus you have for your muse? what are they like, and how is your muse different in them?

While Blaze has been floating in my mind for awhile as a muse, I haven’t really thought of AUs for her yet. Not sure what could work for her yet. i will come back to this later.

[ 😱 ] does your muse have any specific fears? where did those fears come from?

Oddly enough her only and pretty irrational fear is the one of heights. she has been seen traversing tall heights before no problem. is a profound acrobat and above all things a cat. her fear is a rather passive one. as long as she is not looking down from somewhere high or is vocally reminded of such she will hardly notice.

It will mostly unnerve her rather then cause her to freeze up fortunately.

[batthiief]

spiinsparks replied: ( NOT EVEN ON THEIR BLOGS AND SHE JUST - SHE SMOOCHES HER WIFE )

         SHE GETS A NICE SMOOCH RIGHT BACK.

[aeniqmata]

Nuggies are holy regardless of consistency. You just find someone to trade nuggies with. 

He’s sorry, he can’t be brothers with a heathen. To the pit you go.

@spiinsparks​ cause i hate ask formatting