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sparkles-rule-4eva · 7 months

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🎵 Whoooo wants a nice little short 'n sweet post-Prime one shot with Sonic and Tails and some angst and also fluff and cuddles and nightmares and sadness and cuteness and the implementing of that one headcanon from the post I made about Sonic getting more cuddly and clingy when he's hurt or upset??? 🎵

Sonic Prime - Healing Hugs

Something had happened in the cave with Sonic. Tails was absolutely certain of it.

At first, it had just been pleasant changes, pleasant surprises. Sonic had suddenly switched to being a 100% team player, had started paying attention to each and every thing Tails instructed, and seemingly communicated with Shadow just as the Ultimate Lifeform arrived out of nowhere to Chaos Control the Paradox Prism to who-knows-where.

Then there had been the more weird changes.

Every time Tails opened his mouth, Sonic would drop everything to listen to every word with laser focus, even if it was about something as simple as what he was going to get for dinner or some cool comics he'd read. He was giving a lot more hugs, too, far more than usual. Sonic used to be a lot more selective about physical affection, but now, Tails couldn't seem to get through 30 minutes of a day without his older brother scooping him up in an embrace, however brief. Not that he was complaining, it was nice.

He kept catching the hedgehog lying around in the grass, fingering the green leaves with utter delight in his eyes. Once he found him on the beach, sitting in a palm tree and singing some kind of pirate-y sounding song. Another time he found him wandering slowly around the woods nearby, talking to the flickies about how pretty the trees were.

Something was off, but Tails couldn't put his finger on it. From his perspective, he hadn't seen anything out of the ordinary happen during the battle in the cave, but Sonic's change in behavior made it painfully obvious something had.

Especially when the more negative changes started manifesting.

Not negative in a sense that Sonic was doing anything wrong. But he seemed . . . a little rattled. Some of his hugs were far more than just quick side squeezes. Sometimes he'd stare at Tails with an oddly pensive, faraway look in his eyes.

In bed, one night about a week after the cave incident, Tails found himself tossing and turning. These thoughts were driving him up the wall with how often they'd been occupying his mind lately.

He wanted so badly to sit down with Sonic and ask him what happened. He knew something had happened. But whether Sonic was willing to talk about it was another question entirely. He knew something was different, but he also knew his brother. Sonic didn't like uncomfortable conversations. If he felt unsafe, he would run.

Tails knew better than to confront him with questions that Sonic would likely not want to answer. If he'd wanted to tell Tails what was going on, what was different, he probably would've told him already.

With an exhausted sigh, Tails gave up trying to sleep and sat up in bed, casting a quick glance at the digital clock on his nightstand.

3:47 a.m.

Great. Even when I'm not working on a project, I STILL end up sleep-deprived. He smirked. At least Sonic can't get ticked at me this time, it's not my fault.

Speaking of the Blue Devil, he was right down the hall. Conked out on the couch, where he often slept. In fact, he'd been sleeping there every night for the past week.

Since he couldn't sleep, anyway, Tails slipped out of bed and crept down the hall, having memorized which boards creaked and which ones didn't. He half-hoped Sonic was awake so he'd have someone to talk to, but as he emerged into the living room, he saw his brother sound asleep, half-curled on his side.

Tails blinked and looked closer.

Sonic was asleep, but . . . he was also clinging extra tightly to his pillow. And he looked . . . incredibly stressed.

Was he having a bad dream?

Tails took a couple steps towards the couch until he stood right beside it. In past experiences where he'd found his brother having a nightmare, talking it out rarely helped. Sometimes even waking him up didn't help, either. He usually just wound up disoriented and panicking, and sometimes even ran off to deal with his feelings alone out in the wilderness.

Tails really didn't want him to leave. He also didn't want him to be alone.

He reached out and ever so gently placed his hand over Sonic's clenched fist, both ungloved.

One thing he had discovered about his brother during hard times like this was that he became more clingy. On the rare occasion he was visibly upset, he'd sometimes come up and just hug Tails without a word. When he was sick or injured somehow (and actually allowing himself to be taken care of), he tended to snuggle more. If he was in enough pain, he'd hold onto Tails as tightly as he could. Sometimes he'd do the same with their other friends, but Tails was always his go-to.

Not that it happened very often. Tails only knew these things because he'd known Sonic for most of his life. Sonic had raised him. He'd seen more of Sonic than anyone else had.

Now, he rubbed a finger over his brother's fist for a moment, then very carefully tugged the pillow out of Sonic's unconscious grasp. He set it softly on the floor, then carefully clambered onto the couch next to him, lay down, and hugged him tightly.

Without waking up, Sonic wrapped his arms around him in return and held him close, burying his face between Tails's ears with a barely audible whimper.

Tails could feel his brother's heartbeat racing, so he snuggled in closer and softly began to purr.

And, with time, he felt Sonic start to calm down.

A couple minutes went by, and his heart rate slowed down just a bit. The tension coiled throughout his entire body started to unwind, and his spiked-up quills lowered slightly in a more relaxed position. His ears were still kinda droopy, but he seemed a lot more restful than he had a few minutes ago.

Tails smiled, still bundled up tightly against Sonic. And his smile only grew wider when he felt his brother start purring, too.

There was something infinitely comforting about being held, about snuggling with his brother, the person who loved him to the moon and back. The person he loved in exactly the same way. For those moments, the very problems that had been keeping Tails awake half an hour earlier seemed to fade. He was here, Sonic was here, no words were spoken or needed, and they would be okay.

Tails slept soundly for the rest of the night.

The sound of flickies singing from the treetops woke Sonic the next day. He blinked blearily as his eyes came into focus, and he realized that Tails had joined him sometime during the night.

Once upon a time, waking up to find him right there had made him jump. It didn't anymore.

He smiled, carefully adjusting one hand so he could stroke his little brother's bangs and give him a tiny scratch behind one ear. Tails mumbled something unintelligible in his sleep, and snuggled closer in Sonic's chest.

He grinned wider. Tails hadn't been snuggly to this level in a while. Granted, he'd always been the more snuggly one of the two of them, but still. It kind of reminded Sonic of the first couple years he'd been taking care of Tails, when the kit was between 3 and 4 years old.

His smile faded a little as he thought of Nine at that age, still alone, still being bullied and hurt, with no one to save him and show him the love and care he deserved.

He could only hope that the other Shatterverse variants were showing him such kindness now. The thought that he would never get to see him again made his heart ache in a way he couldn't quell.

Sonic studied Tails's sleeping face, noting the intense similarities and differences between him and Nine. He wondered whether Nine had always existed even before the Shatter event, as a part of his little brother that Tails would never bring to light. Was it the same with Mangey and Sails?

A tiny snort escaped him against his will as he thought about whether Mangey's existence was an implication that a part of Tails just wanted to go a little feral. Sometimes he couldn't blame him.

His suppressed laugh had Tails stirring, blinking open his big blue eyes. He looked back at Sonic, grinning sleepily. "G'morning."

Sonic ruffled his bangs again, smiling as Tails giggled. "G'morning, little buddy."

Stop calling me that!

He froze at the memory of Nine's angry shout, and Tails clearly saw it.

"Are you okay?" he asked with a gentle, inquiring frown, slowly sitting up.

Sonic sighed as he sat up as well, leaning back to stretch, then pulled his little brother close again. "I've got a story for you, bud," he admitted, deciding it was about time to open up about what had really happened in the cave.

Tails gazed up at him with surprise, but then smiled and nodded.

"I'm listening," he replied quietly.

AO3 version

Did I come up with this while hugging a giant pillow during my nap earlier today? Maybe :3

I also maybe just really wanted to implement that headcanon somewhere teehee

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ridiasfangirlings · 11 months

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The characters are dead and are made into guardian angels/devils who are tasked in influencing the decisions of living people. How good/bad are they at the job depending on if they're an angel or a devil?

I always like the idea of S4 as the devils in an angel/devil situation, I feel like it’s more fun that way :3 Munakata would absolutely be an excellent devil, in fact he’s probably too good — Munakata would be the sort of devil who can influence humans to do terrible things by using just the right words. Munakata I think would spend a lot of time observing his ‘prey,’ working out what makes them tick and what things tempt them, and then use those observations to manipulate the person into doing whatever he wants them to do (though I’m kinda imagining this as like Crowley from Good Omens, Munakata isn’t making people commit murders he’s making them tie up traffic for three hours or build office buildings whose floors make the shape of pentagram). He’s absolutely the sort of devil who would spend ages corrupting just one pure soul, though it never takes him that long because he’s just that persuasive.

The rest of S4 aren’t quite as good as Munakata but probably serviceable. I feel like Awashima would be good at noticing people who are already being tempted to evil and giving them small pushes or working in a support capacity for Munakata but she’s not terribly skilled at just manipulating people into sin herself (…okay maybe she uses her boobs for evil here a little and tempts that way as needed). Fushimi I imagine as the sort who would be best at like breeding ‘resentment’ in humans, like he uses his natural tendency towards spite and gets people to make bad decisions by feeding their insecurities. Fushimi would be the type who like mutters something at a low level employee which makes that person feel super aggrieved at their superiors and then Fushimi feeds that feeling until the employee is stealing company secrets just to spite their boss. The rest of the squad vary at their jobs, Hidaka is probably kinda bad at being a demon because he’s just way too friendly and honest. People expect Doumyouji to be bad at being a demon but he’s the kind who always seems to be doing a poor job at tempting a human but ultimately gets them to make a decision even more terrible than anyone expected.

Meanwhile at Homra, I feel like Yata would be a really good angel somehow. Like he’s so straightforward and enthusiastic that he gets people to do what he thinks is the right thing (imagine guardian angel Fushimi watching Misaki help guide humans using his shining eyes and calling things cool and Fushimi gets so bitter and irritated that he decides to fall and become a devil just to get back at those eyes and that honesty). Anna is probably really good too, she doesn’t tell people what to do but she gives advice in a way that makes humans trust her and want to do something that would make her happy. Kamamoto I imagine mostly cheerleading Yata so people don’t think he’s that much as far as angels go but really he does a better job than anybody, he’s the kind of angel who just lends you an ear and simply by listening and being friendly he leads humans to the right decision.

The Homra trio is probably Kusanagi as the best angel kinda sighing at what else he has to deal with. I feel like Kusanagi would be the angel who cheers up and supports businessmen and people running small shops, he’ll make little suggestions that make their shops and the community better. He’s good at listening to what people say and making them feel like he’s a big brother figure, that he’s someone whose advice you should take. Meanwhile Mikoto mostly thinks dealing with humans is a pain and he hates doing angel work but when he’s actually focused on something he’s very good, his natural charisma — and ability to kick asses as needed — can convince people not to make bad decisions (and maybe he’s just slightly more motivated when he’s getting someone to reject a decision Munakata talked them into). Nobody is entirely sure if Totsuka really is an angel because sometimes his advice seems more like what a devil would give, but it all always ends up working out in the end and Totsuka will just smile like isn’t that enough.

#k project #Talking K #I just like S4 as demons they're more fun that way #definitely imagining them Good Omens style causing minor terrible things #that will cause lots of bad feelings and spread low level evil everywhere #Mikoto is only a good angel when it means screwing over Munakata

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