#tormenting that hedgehog

[0vergrowngraveyard]

gift for @star-stages 🩵

(au: illusion tails)

[rapidhighway]

my hand trembles whenever use a brush so i decided to train a little with my roommate's ink

[un-pearable]

i'm claiming custody of mohawk sonic and ittybittytails. the lack of satam compilations does a disservice to their memory. this is the man you hate???

[dandeydraws]

been cooking up a surge and amy (and, by extension, kit and cream) roleswap in ye olde noggin — transcription of the text and additional notes under the cut!

ROSE & RASCAL ( dangerous newcomers) — These new enemies appeared on the scene without warning, and, for reasons yet unknown, are focused single-mindedly on killing Sonic and Tails! Could the mad Doctor Starline have anything to do with it? As if the murder attempts weren’t enough, Sonic can’t quite shake the feeling that Rose is vaguely familiar���

Amy (renamed Rose by Starline after rebuilding her) and Cream (renamed Rascal by Starline after rebuilding her) were relatively normal people before they were kidnapped and memory - wiped by Dr. Starline — and all for the purpose of replacing Sonic as the world's hero. Rose's existing strength was heavily augmented, making her outright superhuman; additionally, she can match Sonic's speed, making her a dangerous enemy indeed! Starline gave her the hammer as a "gift," and it weighs roughly three tons. Rascal was designed to be the agile to Rose's strong and, additionally, has a mental link with a chao - shaped drone that can assist her in attacks. Unknown to Starline, Amy and Sonic exchanged letters as children, though they never actually met.

SURGE & KIT ( old friends ) — Heroes and longtime friends of Sonic; Surge met Sonic when both challenged Metal at Little Planet and they've been rivals and best friends since! Kit met Surge later and joined the group. Both want to help Sonic deal with Rose and Rascal, but they have different ideas of how to do it…

Surge and Kit are longtime friends of Sonic et al; Surge and Sonic may bicker like they hate each other, but underneath their playful rivalry is sincere affection for one another — they're besties! Kit's been one of the gang nearly as long. Surge has impressive speed at her disposal, but not to Sonic's extent; her primary strength is her innate manipulation of lightning! While Kit may not consider himself a combattant, he can control water, and he and Tails worked together to build a technologically advanced backpack that that would ensure Kit always has water to work with. They don't know all the details about their friends' would-be copies, but they've made sure Sonic and Tails know they're there if either needs a hand. That being said, Kit really wants to see the newcomers saved, while Surge just wants them beaten by any means necessary.

[bite-the-bloody-hand]

*Sighs, puts brown mascara on Daeran*

sometimes we just gotta pick our battles

[the-last-quest]

Shadow was tired.

He just needed to wait until morning.

He just needed to not look at the mass in the center of the room.

(Sonic dhmis au)

[1456 words]

Tw: Major Character Death, brief description of injuries (it’s mostly left to imagination)

Shadow was tired

Kneeling on the tiled floor of the kitchen it was taking every bit of him to not close his eyes. To not let himself succumb to the cool release of sleep.

Or death.

Whichever came first.

Today’s lesson had been a brutal one, though Shadow supposes most of the lessons were brutal.

It started when he and Tails were cooking lunch, when the kid had accidentally nicked himself with the knife. Of course that caused a lesson to start. The teacher, this time taking the form of a talking knife block, preached to them all the joys of kitchen safety. Which then, of course, led to the two of them having to dodge multiple sharp kitchen utensils.

Shadow didn’t come out of that unscathed. He took a hit from a knife that was clearly aiming to take out Tails. At the time it was worth it to him, saving the fox from the pain from the blade. The large gash on his side bearable as long as he saved the kid from death at that moment.

Now though he wished he let Tails die then.

Gritting his teeth Shadow pushed himself off of the floor. Shooting pain emerged from his wound, but he bore through it. He’d handled worse before, not joking when he said lessons were brutal. He just had to leave the kitchen. If Shadow was going to bleed out he wasn’t going to do it with that looking straight at him.

The lesson didn’t end with the knives. They never ended with the knives. With Tails being the one who started the lesson the teacher’s attention was solely on the fox, and with Shadow already injured there wasn’t much he could do to protect the boy. He doesn’t know if he should be happy that the lesson ended at the blender before the teacher even acknowledged the overheating oven.

Using the wall for support Shadow kept his eyes glued to the ground as he made his way out of the kitchen. He didn’t want to see what remained of the fox again. It was bad enough the first time, as he watched the unfolding of the lesson, not being able to do anything about it.

As Shadow was just about to reach the doorframe, just about to leave the chaos forsaken room he stopped. He could feel the eyes on him, watching him as he left it all alone. He couldn’t do that, as much as he wanted to leave and wait until morning, to have his memories of this day fade into a dull ache in the back of his mind. He just couldn’t leave. Sighing he mentally prepared himself, turning to look at the center of the kitchen.

Shadow couldn’t call it a body, refusing to even think of the life the mass used to hold. The only thing that remained intact was the head. It was a cruel joke he supposed, something the teacher did to ensure the lesson stuck.

Blue eyes seemed to haunt Shadow.

First it was Maria on the Ark. Even with his memories of the outside world growing fuzzy he still remembered his sister and her eyes. He remembered the wonder they held when she looked down at the Earth, the love that he left when she looked at him, the pain as her life faded away.

Now it was a different pair of eyes, but to him they meant the same thing. The eyes that at first marveled at the new world they found themselves in, before either of them knew what it held in store, the eyes that constantly sought him out for some semblance of stability after they figured it out, the eyes that he had to watch constantly fade because he couldn’t save him.

That's how they were now, a brilliant blue faded to a dull gray.

Tears gathered in the corner of his eyes. Swiping them away angrily, Shadow growled at himself. He shouldn’t feel like this. He knew this was going to happen. He knew that by the end of the day one, or both of them would end up dead. He’s been through this enough times by now that he knows he can’t change anything. He knows that he can’t save anyone.

So why does he feel like this? Why does he feel a paralyzing helplessness whenever one of those damn teachers comes to life? Why does he feel so guilt ridden over something he knows he has no control of because he himself is a victim? Why does he feel the same way he did back on the Ark?

Shadow sinks down against the wall, as those same questions swirl through his mind. Over and over again. The same questions never relenting. He knows the answer to them. He knows why, but he can’t bring himself to admit it. If he does things would change. It would just give them more ways to inflict pain and there was no way that he would ever give them that opportunity.

Right now though there’s nothing they can do. The lesson for the day was done, the sun having already set below the horizon. Morning needs to come again.

Knowing this Shadow gives up. He allows the tears to flow down his cheeks. His sobs irritated his already sore throat, his heaving breaths causing even more pain to spout from his wound. He doesn’t care though nobody is watching him, the only eyes open right now are ones that don’t matter.

Those eyes aren’t seeing anything. They won’t think he’s weak because he failed to protect someone. They won't remember it in the morning when they seek him out for comfort. Right now he can let everything out. He can fall apart and by morning he’ll be put back together again.

He cries until his lungs give up on him, when the blood loss finally makes itself apparent. He opens his eyes and finds the other ones staring back at him. He knows his will look the same soon.

Shadow lets himself drift off, the night finally winning.

~~~~~~~~

Somewhere, up above, gloved hands pick up two figures out of a small model kitchen.

They take care to fix them up, the fox figure having more repairs needed than usual, while the hedgehog only had a scratch.

Placing the figures into a model bedroom, the hands making sure to tuck the fox into bed. It’s the least they can do.

Sighing they begin to turn the crank.

The model house spins around while distant piano notes play a repeating tune.

It’s morning once again.

~~~~~~~~

Shadow was in his bed again. A small bit of light shining through his eyelids told him it was still early, the sun's rays just peeking over the horizon.

Taking a deep breath he let himself enjoy the moment. The peace that came with the early morning the only time he could find himself getting the closest to a semblance of relaxation. He knew the silence wouldn’t last forever so he took this time to enjoy it.

As if right on que soft footsteps made their way over to Shadow’s bed. Without opening his eyes he lifted the blanket, inviting Tails in. The bed dipped as the kid crawled under the blanket, curling up against the hedgehog, gripping onto his dark fur as if his life depended on it. As if Shadow could save it.

Lowering his arm, Shadow pulled Tails closer. He doesn’t know for whose benefit it was, they both needed it.

Time continued to pass as they lay together, the sun coming up over the horizon, the alarm ready to go off in any moment.

Tails shrunk into him, shaking as it drew nearer for them to leave the comfort of the bed. The kid didn’t cry though. He hadn’t cried in a long time. Shadow doesn’t think that’s a good thing.

Running his fingers through yellow fur Shadow tried to calm the fox, even though his anxiety was also rising. He doesn’t remember exactly what happened yesterday but he knows it was bad seeing that Tails sought him out this morning.

Today he’s going to make sure he takes the brunt of the lesson. He’s made this vow before, but this time he’s going to try harder, to draw the focus of the teachers towards him.

Because deep down, even if he would never admit it, Shadow cared for Tails. He cares for the kid that is stuck in this eternal torment with him. Even though it will kill him, Shadow will try his hardest to protect him.

Tails was his brother now and he’d be damned if he had to watch another sibling die in front of him.

[probablysomeproblems]

I think silver should get to remember fragments of 06, as a treat

[iratusmus]

honestly i think people get so wrapped up in the whole anti-sonic thing and fandom perception that they kind of forget that scourge actually. he is actually an interesting character in his own right. like regarding the whole identity crisis and stuff. like. i dunno, maybe im just overthinking it, but what makes him an interesting character to me is. how to put this. actually im just going to copy paste half of it from a now deleted post that i dont entirely agree with anymore. but this part is still good.

scourge being a discount sonic is literally his designated place by The Universe Itself. that is, by definition, who he is. like, just look at half his introduction boxes - even the comic itself won't recognize him as his own person beyond "evil sonic". at heart he's a deconstruction of the "what about an alternate universe... where everybodys moralities were FLIPPED!!!!!" trope - what happens if the alternate versions of the characters actually hate the fact that they're alternate/arguably discount versions? the point is that he can't actually be his own person. he's always going to be living in the shadow of sonic, and he cant even look in the mirror without seeing it. when people look at him and thing "hm wow that looks like a sonic recolor", they're not. literally not wrong.

scourge's identity crisis, while definitely having to do with ego, primarily is about agency. its the whole moebius problem (which i do talk about in a different post because morality/agency/responsibility for ones actions is actually. super interesting to me but thats neither here nor there) really - are the moebians bound to be the moral opposite of their mobius counterparts, or are they moebians because their moralities are the opposite of their mobius counterparts? does he actually have the ability to make his own choices and be a distinct person from sonic, or is he literally just going to be "discount evil sonic" for the rest of his life? when you find out that you arent your own person - that your existence is literally defined by some other version of you - the "true" version of you - how do you react. what do you do. where do you go.

which is then where we bring in the "scourge, in his desperate attempts to break away from being a sonic, tries to become what sonic isnt, and thus ends up leaning more into his designated place by the universe as anti-sonic" and so on and so forth, which is what makes him interesting. or at least to me anyways

[libelelle]

revenge for every thursday of my life

AUGHHHH YOU FUCKING GOT ME

[mueslisoup]

Tumblr Sonic fandom I am dissapointed at the lack of post about how Mimic and Eclipse should date eachother

[revindicatedbyhistory]

i am all of me planescape torment amv

[serkonans]

watching a straight man stumble his way through an excel file and silently but intently thinking "I need you carnally"

[owololcat]

So I came up with a dumb sonic oc idea that's heavily based off of sonic.exe so i'm sharing it with the world. Erza is a porcupine mobian with messy brown quills with black accents, as well as peach-colored arms/muzzle and an outfit consisting of a light grey hoodie of which her chest fur pokes out, some denim jeans that match her remaining blue eye, and some black soap shoes. Where she gets her sonic.exe inspiration is her backstory. Having gotten a sketchy treasure map in a shop, she followed it to the phantom ruby. Only problem is it was still inhabited by it's previous owner, Infinite, who has since turned into a batshit crazy jackal monster who's hellbent on turning Sonic and co or anyone who resembles them into a gorefest that would make the Mortal Kombat series weep in surrender. Oh and he possessed her, turning one of her eyes yellow and threatening to take control of her any time she catches a glimpse of a hedgehog or wolf. On a brighter note she found her universe's Tails Doll in a dumpster, having been abandoned by Egghead, and reprogrammed him into a little emotional support buddy who she named King, and in return he assists her with daily chores and restrains her whenever Infinite starts throwing a hissy fit (his design also draws inspiration from Tails.exe and Luther from Needlemouse)

[seaslugdisco]

even more so, there’s actually a couple other readable emotions on his face too! i genuinely love this moments because MMMMMMM YES ANGST AND PAIN but also, this single shot of shadow has him actually SHOWING HIS EMOTIONS.

I MEAN, HOLY SHIT! ITS SHADOW! THIS IS NOT SOMETHING HED USUALLY DO!

first, he looks at sonics presumed dead body in what i would have to describe as disbelief, reaching out to see if he was alive.

but you can just… FEEL … not just his sheer fucking heartbreak, but the moment his heart drops as the implications sink in.

it’s a slight shift if you aren’t watching a video in real time, but he just made the rawest, most devastated, most grief stricken face of all time.

he just saw fucking SONIC. DIE. sonics the hero, hes not supposed to be able to do that!

you can tell just how much this impacts him, even if he hides it immediately after sonic gets up. his eyes widen in horror, his shoulders slump, his ears droop, HELL EVEN HIS QUILLS FELL DOWN SLIGHTLY

THIS MAN WAS SO DEVASTATED AT SONIC DYING IT CHANGED HIS HAIRSTYLE.

and that’s why i love this single shot so much uhh if you couldn’t tell i have them under a microscope currently thank you for listening

[virtual-scallop]

Well well... well well... Some more followups! Let's keep the grind going! THIS WEEKEND'S SCHEDULE: ------------------------------------- - TOMORROW: Hey hey hey! Who's ready for more Sonic Adventure 27? Wait, no, sorry... Sonic Frontiers: The Final Horizon~! Let's keep up this anti-hedgehog digital search for funney rocks! I'm sure everything will go absolutely, 100% smoothly. No issues to worry about whatsoever. No siree. - SATURDAY: It's been a couple weeks, but I'm finally ready again to do more Shovel Knight, with Specter of Torment! Gotta say, I've been waiting for this one. I recall Specter Knight's campaign being really good! Yes, yes. Incredibly hot take. Absolutely scalding. Surely NO ONE ELSE holds that opinion. Not a soul. Completely unconventional... so let's see if it holds up! Will it be quite the spectacle, or will I be tormented? ------------------------------------- Catch 'em both @ 2PM PST, over at https://www.twitch.tv/virtualscallop

[akiiame-blog]

Local famous hedgehog torments famous plumber boy for fun

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