#yea its tails

[puppiesandnightlock]

Snapping One, Two, Where Are You?

yea yea laugh at the name but haonestly i think i did pretty good with this one-shot!

The wind rustled the grass, drawing attention to the single flower in the field. It was a magnificent shade of royal blue. The breeze shook a few petals loose, carrying them along to a small house with a large garage. 

   “Almost done.” The little fox grunted, pulling off his goggles. He was young, and if not given the circumstances, he should have been asleep. He sorted out his tools, putting them away for the night. Not that he’d sleep anyways. 

“Go to bed, little buddy.” A chuckle rang in his ears. 

“Yeah, yeah, I’m….going?“ his lighthearted reply trailed off as he swiveled around, eyes meeting with nothing but empty air. 

“You need sleep.” He mumbled to himself. “You’re delusional and talking to yourself.”

The wind blew in, scattering the photos laying around, seemingly hidden. The teen scrambled to pick them up. His eyes were screwed shut, trying to avoid looking at them. As he picked them up, he was overwhelmed with voices, scenes, the memories, screaming at him.

“Nice work, bud!”

“We got this!” 

“Ok Mister Smarty pants, then you do it!”

“I love ya, little bro.” 

The tears poured down his face as the grief finally released after being held in. 

“SHUT UP!! ITS. NOT. REAL.”  He tried to force it down, console himself after months of agony. 

“HE’S GONE!!” 

A single blue petal landed on a picture. It was simple, similar to all the others. Sonic’s arm around his shoulders, ruffling his bangs.

But it was enough. He ran out, no idea where he was going, all he knew was that he needed to get out. 

At one point he stumbled, sobbing. 

“HE’S DEAD!” the distraught teen shrieked, kneeling over in the field. 

“Sonic’s dead…”

The thing haunting him for months on end had finally escaped. 

He began to run again, the tears flying. He stopped to breathe at a large tree on the cliff side.

His hands hit the ground, painting streaks of green on his grease stained gloves. 

“Why? Why did you go?” He wailed.

The kit, barely fourteen, had lost his big brother, his closest friend, his only family.

His mind flashed to the way he had had to hold it together that day,  to be strong for everyone else. Even though no one was watching, at home he still wouldn’t let himself cry. He threw his grief into his work, bottling the emotions.

The unchecked grief, welling anger, depression, had created a storm inside of him that caterwauled, begging the question, what is there to live for?

    The toes of his shoes hung off the edge. Rock crumbled from underneath. Could he? Was it really worth it? 

Anything, he decided. Anything to see his brother again. Anything to end this horrible pain. He took a deep breath.

And

Stepped-

“HEY! Hey kid, what the hell do you think you’re doing?” A voice caught him from behind, making him step back. 

The fox didn’t turn. 

“Shadow. Why are you here?”

“A better question is why are you?”

“Clearing my head.” was the cold response.

“Last I checked clearing heads did not include purposefully walking off cliffs.”

This struck the teen the wrong way. 

“Go away, Shadow. Stop acting like a saint.”

His fists clenched and Shadow sighed.

“Look kid..I know where you are. I’ve been there plenty myself. But you, you’re young, smart. You got your whole life ahead of you. So much to live for.” 

The teen let out a dry chuckle.

“And that’s where you’re wrong. My reason for living? He’s gone. He raised me. Taught me to be better. Encouraged me, loved me. Sonic gave me a fighting chance. And in the end, that’s what cost him.”

The tears dripped down his muzzle, back turned to the ebony hedgehog. He felt a hand on his shoulder, gripping tightly.

“Faker regretted a few things in his life, he told me so himself. But one thing I know he never regretted was choosing your life over his. He still loves you, Tails. And he wants you to live your life to the fullest.”

“How can I, Shadow?” His voice cracked. 

“How can I, knowing I’m the reason he’s not here right now? Knowing I’m the reason I’ll never see him finally fess up to Amy, that no one will hear his voice again, never watch him and Knux duke it out for fun? No one to come home to, no one to share my ideas with….if he’s not here for me, who will be?”

Shadow turned him around and shook him by the shoulders. 

“Are you serious? You have Rose, and Knuckles, Silver, Blaze, Cream, Rouge, hell, you even have ME. We’re all trying to keep you afloat kid. You’re the only one wanting to drown. And trust me.” 

His voice softened. “If Sonic were here instead of you, I’d still be having this exact same conversation, in the exact same place.”

The tears began to flow again without abandon, the teen sobbing hysterically. Shadow held him, a pang of sadness hitting him as he relived the point in time when a certain blue hedgehog had found him just like this. 

Once the fox had calmed a bit, Shadow began to grin. “Y’know, you were wrong about one thing.”

“W-what’s that?” 

“Before he went in to grab you, he kissed Amy smack on the lips, saying, and I quote, “Sorry I never told you how much I really loved you. When you see me again, remind me that I owe you a date.””

Tails chuckled weakly. “I knew it’d happen one day…” 

“Shadow?” The fox spoke up again.

“Hmm?” 

“How…how do you make the pain go away?”

Shadow exhaled, thinking a bit.

“It never really goes away. You just learn how to cope.”

“I miss him...so much.”

They stayed under the big tree for a bit, taking the minute to think about what they’d lost.

A brother.

A hero.

A friend.

Shadow felt warm weight on his shoulder. The little fox had fallen into the clutches of sleep, the events of the night exhausting him. Shadow sighed, and looked to the sky.

“You picked a real shitty way to go, Faker.”

The blue petals swirled around them in the wind, a few landing on tails. 

‘I know. Thank you for saving him.’ It seemed to say. ‘Please, take care of him. He needs someone.’

Shadow smiled. He could practically see him, hugging tails, brushing his bangs whil he slept.

Picking up the fox, he made his way back to the house. “You always did enjoy making me do your work for you.”

“I suppose if there is a heaven, say hello to Maria for me….”

this was based on a comic titled 'On the Topic of Grief' by @draconicdeityarts

hope u enjoyed if u actually got this far XD

[keii]

Drew a nalu sketch bc for some reason my old ass art of them is making its rounds again on here lol

[fernsnailz]

i don't know how to describe how much i love sonic battle's endings with words so i made a comic about it

epilogue:

[giselles-dumping-hat]

soooo,, i may have failed to mention a certain something regarding the pmd AU I made :]

Meet Noel's true/demon form!!! Little Guy

[brainworms-all-night-long]

Speaking of which, how funny would Tails' reaction be if Nine square told him he tried to kill Sonic

[captainuranium543]

Hi! I just wanted to know your thoughts on this post here: https://www.tumblr.com/yamishika/761491771751596032/something-that-has-been-bothering-me-regarding-the

Do you agree with this? Disagree with this? Was this just a light comedic moment? It def feels out of character for Jellal to a large degree. You have such great takes on Erza in general, that I wanted to check about this. I tried looking at your posts (now that I have better cell service) and didnt see this on your posts list. Apologies if you’ve covered it already. Thanks in advance!

the post in question^

thanks so much for this ask actually cuz I have been resisting the urge to yap about this forever and now I have an excuse ahaha.

honestly I completely agree, I've been saying it forever but as fairy tail has gone on Mashima has kind of stopped putting as much thought into it has he did early on. Early on the characters where the center of the narrative and honestly I think that's when ft is at its best because that has always been the best part if ft as a whole. The tower of heaven and the trauma Erza and Jellal faced along with countless others had so much impact on the story as late as season 6 because of just how massive a tragedy it was.

starting with Erza and Kiria, it feels especially disgusting for this to happen to specifically Erza because she has spent so much of her life being treated as less then human already. In the tower her purpose was literally to work herself to death, they needed sacrifices and lots of them. As soon as she wasn't useful to them anymore she would killed without a second thought and her life would only be another number added to the massive death toll of the r system project. she wasn't a person in there, she was a tool. Even after the tower she was still under someone else's control (on a leash you might say) with Jellal holding the lives of her friends over her head to keep her quiet, constantly taunting his power over her by spying on her with seigrain in the magic counsel. this is exactly what happens with Kiria and it feels genuinely horrifying to see it happen again but still its just played for fanservice and I find that incredibly irritating.

as for the Erza vs Jellal fight in the Aldoron arc, here we have a scene that is objectively horrifying to both of them. Erza and Jellal share INTENSE trauma associated with mind control and the loss of free will, and yet the scene is played for laughs and fanservice.

I do understand why Hiro did this, if they took the scene seriously it would probably set Jellal right back into his old ways again of avoiding Erza like the plague which he doesn't want because he's trying to push them closer together. I get that but its still feels like such a missed opportunity to give them some kind of emotional development which neither has had in so long. I'm gonna get into my own idea for the fight here so bear with me.

The fight begins and they intercut it with flash backs to the tower of heaven arc, or even further back to their actual childhood, showing how genuinely afraid of him Erza is right now while also trying to control herself and keep her "fight" instinct at bay because she doesn't want to hurt him. the fight from her perspective should be chaotic, rapidly throwing her between past and present while she desperately tries to hold onto a sense of reality and remind herself its not him.

now imagine this, at some point she loses control and really starts to spiral and he gets the upper hand. she's totally beaten and exhausted after trying to fight him and her demons at once and while she's on the ground he approaches her, lifts her up, and we get a call back to this scene.

throughout this fight we never really see Jellal's face, its mostly been from Erza's perspective and when we do see his face its a flashback to a different time while he was mind controlled. Now in the present jellal says something, idk what he would say exactly, but its something similar to the "it was the color of your hair" moment where it reminds Erza of something he said to her while he was himself. Erza finally snaps back to reality, she looks down at him and we finally get a clear view of his face in the present, and we see that he's crying.

that is enough to fully snap Erza back and finally give the fight her all, because its not just for her sake its for both of them. he would never forgive himself if he hurt her so she's going to have to be the one to do it even if it hurts because its the only way she's going to save him. and more than anything she wants to save him. (Again, call back to the tower of heaven, she was to late to save him then and it weighs on her to this day, she wont be to late this time.) anyway fight ends shortly after that she knocks him out and she's crying because obviously she never wanted to hurt him either she's just taking one for the team (like always but that's another rant). Just before Jellal passes out he looks at her and he thanks her for saving him (ONCE AGAIN CALL BACK TP THE TOWER OF HEAVEN but this time its not manipulation he's being fr showing us that its really him now). he passes out, erza gets up, looks back at him maybe one last time, says shes sorry, then goes off to go keep fighting. fight over

case and point I think this could have been sick as hell and i'm sad it didn't happen. its not that I have a problem with fanservice I just think it should be tasteful at least a little.

[kyurochurro]

lackadaisy has inspired me... what if... they were kitties....

[umblrspectrum]

i WILL develop a softer style and simultaneously keep my Sharp Edges and you cannot fucking stop me

[trainingdummyrabbit]

aaauauauau character design HARD but we stay silly...

[th3basementdweller]

I love the tail on your v1 so much. I can imagine them hanging upside down by it or using it to lasso a filth and swinging it around.

Thank you sm!!

Decided I had to draw these ideas because its just so silly

[dr-ngin]

Replayed CTRNF to show my husband the game a few weeks ago. When I got to the part of Pinstripe's challenge where he takes the key out I swore he was going to pull out a knife instead and shank N.GIN (my main) and I started laughing so hard I almost threw up so I thought it'd be funny to draw (ft. pinstripe with a tail)

[betweenblackberrybranches]

you if you were a bug

(beefly)

tho you also could be this (hummingbird clearwing hawkmoth)

Awawawasasssaa!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!? 💕💗💓💞💖

Thats the biggest compliment ever?!?!? Those are some of my absolute favourites!!! I love beeflies and hawk-moths they are just so osbsodbwzsvspsnshyis creature, yk? Used to watch the hawk-moths in my grans garden when i was small

I give you flower💕💕💕💕💕

[kinderkitty]

uhhh random religious themed sonic au....

[tom-is-online]

I got bored and human-ified them, I might do more of em cuz it was kinda fun

[brainworms-all-night-long]

Oooough so um. You know the "Eggman finds and raises tails instead of Sonic" AUs and how that usually fucks up the little guy in a special way? Haha so I had an idea like that but with Nine

(Bear with me this is like half the shit my brain came up with on a 30 min car ride there's already so much abt this in my head help)

So a scrawny kit without a Denizen number was detained in Dr.Babble's district due to repeated offenses of wandering off the path and also under the suspicion of stealing and repurposing council robot parts (all strictly prohibited)

After some back and forth and confirmation that he has no affiliation with the resistance, or even a family house to be sent back and locked up in, the Council concludes he could be useful to them. The little thing is smart, knows his way around machines (if the reports are to be belived), is quiet and no one would miss him if things went wrong. He was a freak snatched off the street anyway.

Of course, their first thought was to fully robotize him, and have him do some basic maintenance or reconnaissance alongside Rusty, one of their only actual still standing successful robotized projects, but Mr.Dr. objects, saying it would be a waste if they turned him into a mindless drone doing basic work. So they agree (to disagree) to give it some time and let them see what they're working with, it's not like the little guy is expected to be somewhere else.

After a few days of not-so-subtle emotional manipulation and observation of the fox at work, it's concluded (albeit very begrudgingly) that he has the skills and intellect to match and even surpass all five members of the council.

Of course, that's a threat and a very high liability if the the little freak gets any funny ideas, so the council actually has to play smart instead of brute force their way to subjugation like usual.

A deal is proposed.

If the little fox, now their ninth robotization project in wait, agrees to pledge his alliance directly under the thumb of the council and is fine with the loss and metallic replacement of just a few body parts and vital organs, in turn, he doesn't have to mingle with the measly and pathetic citizens bellow ever again, gains full reign over all of the resources available (with strings attached of course) to keep the five men at full power and finally destroy any resistance once and for all.

The kit, now marked 09 (or simply 9 for colloquial convenience) accepts the deal without much hesistation, the loss of his vital organs seemed to spook him the most, but it's not like he cares about anyone in the city, or vice versa. As far as he sees it, losing his biological arms and jaw is hardly a difficult deal for being sound and secure, fed and housed, protected from any and all elements, and left alone for most of his days. He now lives in the walls of the Tyrants' castle yes, but it's not like he has any reason to feel bad or like he betrayed anyone.

Not like he ever knew anything else but cold pavement and eye-blinding xenon in a city where you can only trust yourself. It's either dying under the suffocating regime or taking any chance given to swing above it. He just got lucky, and it was about damn time he did.

The resistance is nothing but a desperate cult of people deluding themselves with unreachable fantasies and sending their followers on suicide missions. The citizens nothing but ants there to keep the machine running and make all the infrastructure around them useful, and 09, finally, stood above both.

[zerothisnero]

Shout out to the girl in my physical science class who looked at me in sheer discust and fear as I explained to her that it's common to eat deer, quail, frog, and gator down here in Flordia. God bless your little New Yorker heart