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[yuutsunaoi-writes]

𝙎𝙤-𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 ‘𝙍𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡’

prompt: academic rivals + first meeting + fluff

a/n: I just had to write about these two even if it's a short 🤧🤧🤧 Newt deserves to be happy… (was planning to write around 1k words but ended up writing to almost 2k words-)

“Aren't you even a little bit curious?” was what Thomas remembered his-friend-since-long-ago, Teresa, asked when the name ‘Newt’ had popped up again and again to be compared to his.

People dubbed Thomas as someone who would presumably overthrow this ‘Newt’ guy in terms of overall popularity - among both lecturers and students of the university.

To be perfectly humble and logically phrased, Thomas wasn't really a 4 flat student - more of a constantly 3.8 flat student. He's also active in partaking with competitions - innovations and sports alike. He likes discovering new things. He's curious and impulsive; the very factors as to why he could excel quite well in so many things.

In other words, Thomas would say he's damn amazing, but since he's humble, he would say he's ‘decent’.

Hence, for someone to be compared to him so often, obviously he's curious.

This Newt guy, despite his popularity, wasn't really outgoing. He kept to himself and his small group of friends most of the time. When others approached him, he would greet them and easily was able to make them relaxed and feel at ease. It was said that Newt just had this vibe of someone who's capable of reassuring you - an air of calmness, they said.

Well, consider Thomas's interest piqued.

Of course, when Thomas decided he would finally confronted the guy, he made sure that Teresa wouldn't be following him around - he rather have his first conversation with Mr. Popular alone, thank you very much. Teresa's his treasured friend, sure, but she likes to run her mouth.

So when he had received intel that Newt was studying by himself at the library, Thomas took that chance to properly introduce himself to the lad.

He wasn't sure what he was expecting, really. But he for sure did not expect to see Newt so…

Newt was sitting at a table right beside the window, the light from the sun illuminating the blond's features quite… charmingly. Surprisingly, the sunray didn't really bother the blond's concentration, as he seemed to be very engrossed in whatever he was reading despite the too-bright light.

For a second, Thomas felt like it would be rude of him to disturb such a tranquil… atmosphere.

Only when he had re-strengthen his resolve did he finally gather himself and approached the blond, pushing away all those entranced thoughts so he could do what he come to do.

Thomas went and took a seat opposite of Newt, purposefully making his presence loud as the chair dragged on the floor.

When Newt looked up, eyebrows furrowed a little due to the sudden sound, his eyes met Thomas and-

-and Thomas had never seen such clear eyes-

“Sorry- Can I sit here?” Thomas asked before he could literally drown in those eyes and forget why he's there in the first place.

The sheepish smile that graced Newt's lips almost had Thomas falling.

No wonder he's so popular.

“Sure.” was Newt's reply, looking at his wristwatch as Thomas took a seat and pretended to start taking things out of his bag. (He was really just there to talk to Newt, but he figured he should at least pretended that he was there to study.)

“How long have you been studying here today?” Thomas chose to ask to break the silence, relieved when he seemed to not mind the idle chatters.

Newt ran his fingers through his fringes and pushed them back when they started covering his eyes irritatingly, and Thomas had to remind himself that staring so openly is quite rude - especially with someone you just met.

“Since morning, actually. Minho has been a terrible distraction these days. I just had to run away to catch up with some assignments.” Newt answered, chuckling fondly at the end of his sentence at the mentioned of this ‘Minho’ guy.

Newt's smile indeed had a… therapeutic kind of effect…

“How long are you planning to stay here, Thomas?” Newt asked, and Thomas found himself gaping a little knowing that Newt, well, knew of him.

Perhaps his reaction was too obvious, but Newt found it amusing, Thomas guessed, as the blond muffled a laugh - that Thomas wished he could hear - before said blond spoke.

“Of course I know you, Thomas! If not because of everybody's words, you had helped Minho a few months back during a fire in the lab, didn't you? I was there and saw it all happened. Had I arrived earlier, I would've gone into the fire myself to look for Minho.

But you did - which was very admirable of you.”

Thomas vaguely remembered running into the fire to help a guy because no one else dared to and that the firefighters were running late, but he was too busy staring at Newt to bother to recall the details of the past event.

Has Newt's face always looked so red before?

It's a good look on him.

In fact, Newt had almost looked… Shy?

The dazed(?) or shy(?) look on Newt didn't stay for long though. The blond, upon noticing that Thomas had grown silent, chuckled awkwardly before clearing his throat and asking again what Thomas was planning to do at the library and for how long.

“I'll leave once you do.” the reply came from Thomas before he could really think about it. It was only when he noticed the embarrassed yet flattered look on Newt's face did he realize it had sounded like he was flirting with the blond.

So Thomas did the most intelligent thing he could do at that moment; rambled nonsense for a few moments before mumbling a ‘okay I'll shut up now’.

Fortunately, Newt found his slip up amusing, as he chuckled and shook his head from side to side a little, saying how he'll stay for another hour before leaving.

Like that, the two of them spent the rest of the hour together: Newt with his nose in his books and his fingers scribbling things on his notebook, while Thomas read some books.

Well, if staring at Newt was considered as a ‘reading books’ kind of activity, of course…

Thomas was pretty sure Newt had caught him staring a couple of times, but the blond was kind enough to not point it out.

After staring- observing Newt for the past hour, Thomas came to the conclusion that people who had deemed that he was able to replace Newt one day were absurd.

How could he possibly be emitting an aura like Newt's?

It's not like Newt would go out of his way to talk to people, but people just easily get drawn to him in the way children flocked to their favorite, understanding and kind-hearted teachers.

Indeed, it was befitting when one described the feeling of being reassured whenever they hung out with the blond.

When there was only a couple of minutes left, someone suddenly approached them and Thomas was quick to put a name to the newcomer.

“We've been looking for you everywhere, Newt! Did you put your phone on silent again?” Minho greeted once he's close enough, noticing how the blond had company as his eyes widened a little upon noticing Thomas.

Surprisingly, the surprised look on Minho's face turned into an impressed one before he's suddenly offering a hand to Thomas with a grin that seemed to have a hidden meaning.

“Should've told us you're hanging out with Tommy.” Minho said, grinning wider when Thomas took his hand as confusion was etched on his face.

Tommy?

Who's Tommy??

Thomas didn't really get to dwell about it for long, attention caught when Newt sputtered before smacking Minho's back quite loudly, murmuring something as his cheeks were tinted a light shade of pink.

“He was just keeping me company when he saw I was by myself. Also, I had to put my phone on silent before you drag me into another arcade this week.” Newt chided, gathering his things in the process.

Only then did Thomas is reminded of their short impromptu study session reaching its end.

A bit bummed, Thomas gathered his things - flushing a little upon realizing that it was obvious he didn't actually study with the way his notebook was too clean and that he had barely read past five pages.

“Did you have a photogenic memory or something? Your book looks kinda spotless - unlike Newt's over here. He's always so into it in these kinds of stuff.

Into smart things. Smart people. Heh.” Minho unhelpfully commented, getting himself a smack to the back of his head from Newt.

Newt whispered something to Minho then, making the newcomer roll his eyes before he announced that he'll be waiting for Newt outside.

“Make it quick, Thomas!” Minho said before finally leaving.

A little bit confused, Thomas turned to Newt for an explanation, but he noticed Newt was crumpling a small piece of paper, looking like he was hesitating about something.

“What's that in your hand?” Thomas asked, curiosity even more piqued when Newt averted his eyes and clenched the paper in his fist even more.

“Nothing- Just trash… Probably.” Newt answered, staring hard at the table they were sitting at for some reason.

… Right…

So what was it that Thomas had to be quick about?

There wasn't really any warning when Newt suddenly huffed, closing the distance between him and Thomas before taking Thomas hand and dropping the so-called trash into Thomas's hand.

“Here. If you're interested… Or if… Just… take it.” Newt mumbled, looking increasingly embarrassed.

Before Thomas could inquire any further, Newt was suddenly away from him, already a few feet away before he waved a little and grinned - a little bit flustered.

“See you around, Tommy!”

And then Newt left.

Leaving Thomas a little bit lost with what he's supposed to do with the knowledge of his heart stuttering a little at the nickname.

He stood there in silence like an idiot for a moment before he unfurled the ‘trash’ in his hand, heart stuttering yet again when he realized it was really not trash.

Newt's number is anything but trash.

[yuutsunaoi]

Ok I just started reading your book “are we making a wager here, hedgehog?” On Ao3, and ai wanted to know if it had a sad ending, because I’m so scared of that happening with the mystery around Sonic and the wind and stuff, I didn’t know if I should contact you through this account or your writing one so I’m sorry if I contacted the wrong account😭. Also I’m loving your book so fair the writing is really good!

omg HAHAHAHA usually i prefer asks abt writing be asked in the writing blog, but hey it’s tumblr!! i can just reblog this post with my writing blog so it’s all coolll ^^

oh now that you mentioned it, i might need to add ‘Happy Ending’ as a tag in the fic asdfghjkl - because it totally has a happy endinggg!!

thank you for ur kind words, anonnn <3 🫶🫶🫂🫂 that’s my 80k-ish words baby you’re talking abt ASDFGHJKL so i appreciate ur nice commenttt ^^

(here’s the fic this anon asked abt if anyone’s wondering- 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️)

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Back and Forth

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/xs0fPnV

by yuutsunaoi

“I was just checking on some cases my uncle sent me. Have you finished your piano practices?” Shuichi chose to ask as a conversation’s opener, writing down what he found.

When no response was heard and he suddenly felt like someone was staring a bit too intensely at him, Shuichi looked up, about to ask Kaede ‘what’s wrong?’ before those words died down on his throat when he realized that the short boy sitting opposite of him was, definitely, not Kaede.

“I did! In fact, I would say I did wayyy better than Akamatsu-chan!” Kokichi exclaimed a little bit too loudly in the library, a mischievous grin on his lips.

Right…

or a fic revolving around Shuichi and Kokichi and snippets of their back and forth.

Words: 5941, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing, Dangan Ronpa Series

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Saihara Shuichi, Oma Kokichi, Akamatsu Kaede, Harukawa Maki, Momota Kaito, Mentioned Dangan Ronpa casts, Mentioned D.I.C.E members - Character

Relationships: Oma Kokichi/Saihara Shuichi, Oma Kokichi & Saihara Shuichi

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, This fic revolves around Shuichi and Kokichi, so other characters are mostly only mentioned or have a few lines of dialogues, Developing Friendships, Developing Relationship, can be read as platonic or romantic

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/xs0fPnV

[sie-rui]

❀ varsity crush | pixie labrador [ 25. 10`24 ] 🥛 — kawaragi senju

❝oh if only all my pining leads you to me.❞

The smile on her face as she reads the letter while chaos resumes around her.

You try to not make it obvious that you were glancing at her, keeping a casual conversation with your seatmate who was too occupied in her rant to notice that you weren’t fully listening anymore.

Senju lets out a silent giggle and you can’t help but smile, watching her cute reaction.

You look away, class is starting. That was enough for you. It always has been.

You try to fool yourself so.

Isn’t seeing her smile enough? Isn’t seeing her happy enough? Isn’t seeing her keep your letters and your notes enough? Isn’t seeing her touch said notes gently before her games enough?

What if you want to be the person she’ll meet in staircases before her games? What if you want to be the person she’ll kiss in an empty classroom? What if you want to wear her varsity jacket just so that her last name will be yours even temporarily? What if you want to be the one who’ll tie her short hair into those cute twintails? What if you want to hold her hand?

What if you wanted to be something more?

With Kawaragi Senju nothing seems to be enough because you always want to be something more.

The bell rings and you realize that you were out of it the whole class. You sit there, staring at your desk, yearning for something more even though it was impossible.

Senju stops by the classroom door, bag in hand. She looks over her shoulder and gazes at your still form, preoccupied with your thoughts. She held the surface of her bag, the letter was still inside.

And she hopes that it was from you.

suggested by: katie

this song is so effing cute. will write a full fic about this one day, i swear i’m adding it to my list.

[ navi, opm ]

[ coffee: sielouu ]

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[umikawa]

Fallen Angel

Like I said, I got a fat crush on Hinata as of right now. I wrote this at one am because mind go brr at the dead of night. Yes, i was listening to Red Swan :D The title is just there don’t pay mind to it. I’m terrible at writing angst, sorry in advance,,,,, 

listen, i saw you reblog my “don’t be shy tag me in hinata fics” so HERE. @yuutsunaoi-haikyuu @paleroze

1.3k words

Timeskip! Hinata Shoyo x Reader

Warnings: Explicit language, One suggestive theme. 

Category: Angst to Fluff 

you sat under the pitch black sky, dark clouds looming over you as the rain began to trickle. it'd been two years since you last saw Hinata, the hole in your heart where his bubbly personality used to stand now gone.

you wish the way you two left it was peaceful.

"i'm tired of it (name)!" he yelled, his hands thrown above his head. "i'm so fucking sick of fighting with you!"

"drop the bullshit shoyo! you're always coming home from practice late and you somehow always find a way to be mad at me!" you shout, clutching your shirt. "you always come home and you always fucking yell! it's never hey babe how was work? or how was your day baby? why can't we have that back!?"

he looked down as he said his next few words, scared that if he saw your reaction, he'd never want to let you go. "maybe i just don't love you anymore."

you choke back a sob, refusing to cry as he uttered the sentence. "well, if you don't anymore. i'll leave."

it's been two years since the fight that permanently ended everything with hinata. you no longer slept in the same bed as him, whispering sweet nothings into his ear as he fell asleep, cooking his favorite meals to surprise him, going to his games even if they were far.

all of it crushed because neither of you could hold onto the thin thread that held you together.

you still see him on tv, browsing the sports channels out of habit, only to fall victim of seeing him beaming as he spoke with an interviewer, or the adrenaline written on his face as he played.

you wonder, does he see you too?

and he does, he sees you all the time. he sees you on the tv when the news talks about art exhibitions. he's seen your recent works, the small pond where you used to take him to, the messy painting of a blanket fort with the most elaborate and pure bullshit of a backstory.

he misses you, but he's too stubborn to admit it. he knows he can't go back to you, not after what he said.

but still, he thinks it doesn't hurt to try to win you back.

his hood is pulled up to cover his bright hair that you’re bound to recognize, the new undercut atsumu had suggested making it easier for him to put it up. his mask is pulled to his nose, his hands trembling inside of his pockets, he's sure to get a few stares.

he freezes when he hears your voice, desperately following it till he reaches the main exhibition hall. you're standing on the stage, a microphone in hand, your hair shorter than it was two years ago. he takes in your outfit, loose fitting trousers in a pretty burnt orange color, a black top under a blazer the same color as your pants.

cute. he thinks, remembering how you used to live in his hoodies and pencil skirts. he always hated those skirts, they were hard for him to take off quickly.

he's drawn out of his daydream at the sound of your laugh, an amusing blush coming to your face. "yes, this painting is based off my ex boyfriend. i'm not embarrassed of the fact, i still love him even after all that's happened, and um, i really wouldn't be here without his help." the crowd coos, a giggle escaping your throat making him blush. "um anyways, this took two years for me to finish. the name is pretty dumb but here it is, fallen angel." you stepped to the side as the curtain lifted from the near six foot painting, tears welling in your eyes as you're reminded of Hinata.

he stared at the painting, mouth agape under the mask as tears well in his own eyes. the painting was in soft tan tones, wings encasing a person as they fell, their hand reaching for the sunlight above them. underneath, a cloudy sky dusted with stars and he's reminded again, your first date was stargazing.

"look hinata, you see how the stars align to make constellations?" you ask, pointing above at the sky. "see there's the big dipper!"

he smiled at your excitement, quickly kissing your cheek before staring up at the sky. "oh yeah i see it!"

he breaks out of it when he feels a tap on his shoulder, his breath lost when you stare at him. "(surname)." he mutters, stepping back in shock.

"hinata." you look down, holding your hands behind your back. "why are you here?"

"i-" he swallowed back his words, rubbing his neck through his hood. "i missed you."

you click your tongue, letting out a sigh. "um, Did you hear what i said up there or?"

he nods, "i heard." you nod, pressing your lips into a thin line. "listen, (surname) i don't expect you to forgive me about anything, i know i was a terrible boyfriend and i was so shitty towards you. but please, please if we could at least still be friends."

"hinata do you love me?"

he swept back his hood, your eyes widening slightly at his hair. he hooked his fingers around the mask, tucking it into his pocket. "i still do, i still love you."

"you told me you didn't."

he looked down, a shaky breath falling past his lips. "i've regretted it ever since then. i don't know why i ever thought to say that."

"we fought, a lot."

"i take full blame for that. i'm sorry for not treating you how you should be." he sniffles, wiping his eyes with the back of his sleeve. "i'm so sorry."

"Hinata i still love you."

he blinks up at you, your expression unwavering as you stare at him. "you do?"

"i spent two years on a painting of you, you think i just did it for shits and giggles?" you ask, perking a brow. "come on, let's go somewhere private to discuss more." your fingers wrap around his wrist as you take him to one of the private studios, sitting atop a desk. "do you want to get back together?"

"i do. only if you want to though, i don't want to force anything on you."

you nod, "i want us to make a promise shoyo." his heart fluttered when you called him by his first name, nodding his head. "i want us to promise that we'll never raise our voices at each other when we're mad. only when we're fighting over something stupid like who ate the last meat bun or who cleans the dishes." he nods, holding up his pinky.

"i promise (name)." you hook your pinky with his, heart swelling when he pressed your thumb against his muttering a quiet 'chu!' "i love you."

you smile softly at him, holding his hand. "i love you too." you hop off the table, hand going to his hair. "now tell me who thought it'd be a good idea to make you this hot."

he flushed, covering his face in embarrassment. "it was Atsumu." a scowl makes its way to your face, hinata laughing at the way your nose scrunched. "hey, i liked the painting by the way."

you squeezed his hand as you walked out of the art museum, waving to the security guards at the front. "thanks." you look up at the dark sky, stars splattering around. "hey, the big dipper." you point upwards, beaming at the sky.

hinata looked at you, his eyes filled with admiration, chest swelling with love now that he finally has you again. in his mind, whenever he looked at the stars he'd think of you and how your smile rivaled even the brightest.

and as he tilted your chin up, smiling down at you before pressing his lips to yours, a shooting star flew across the sky.

[awkwardartista3]

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Anime

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[awkwardartista3]

Thank chu @yuutsunaoi !!!💖💖

I'mma add my peeps!😋😘

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This is the Nugget of Friendship.

It is not given lightly. Yet I give it to you.

Yes. I mean YOU.

Now shoo.

Pass on the Nugget of Friendship.

[yuutsunaoi-writes]

𝕃𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕄𝕔𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝔹𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣

or to secure an alliance with a certain planet, Keith had to go through a test and ended up alternating between being a girl and boy. Lance went through an existential sexuality crisis. (Who wouldn’t go through an existential crisis after realising their rival is actually drop-dead gorgeous?!)

(here)

Just don't stare, and just act like everything is normal.

Lance mustered up his most normal ‘I am totally not thinking of sweeping Keith off his feet just because he's a girl now’ face before he spoke as casually as possible.

(His breath may have caught a little in his throat when he made eye contact with Keith, but it didn't happen as long as he didn't acknowledge it.)

“So. Do you prefer to go by he/him or she/her now? Oh, but maybe you would prefer to go by my/mine?”

…

Not a muscle on Keith's face twitched.

What the cheese.

“What the fu-?” Keith had started to say, only to be cut off by Pidge deadpanning something along the lines of ‘that was painful to watch’ while Hunk defended Lance's honour with a sheepish ‘that's not his best line really’.

or to secure an alliance with a certain planet, Keith had to go through a test and ended up alternating between being a girl and boy. Lance went through an existential sexuality crisis. (Who wouldn’t go through an existential crisis after realising their rival is actually drop-dead gorgeous?!)

[yuutsunaoi]

Sup mah dudesss! >: ]

Anywayyy,

So this will probably be my last post of the day before I go silent as hell since am going to my boarding school! :>

I just wanna thank those of you who have actually liked and reblogged my stuff cuz the fact that someone agrees with me reaallyy makes me go :D like that!

Especially this!!

Honestly, 48 might seem little to others but for me, it’s a HUGE number! The fact that some of y’all actually decided to follow me just makes me go *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* ya know?

Thanks for being here and actually make the time spent at home during this pandemic a lot happier! Hope y’all doing great and healthy and may u live ur life to then fullest!

Sincerely,

@yuutsunaoi

(Lmao idk feels like writing a letter hshshshs)

[yuutsunaoi-writes]

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕔 𝔸𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 (ℂ𝕠𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕝𝕪 𝔻𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟)

or Krolia questioned Keith about his dishonesty in the Feud about a certain red paladin.

(here)

“You panicked.”

With a resigned sigh, Keith turned to his mother, and mustered up his most convincing ‘no-nonsense’ look.

“I didn’t.” A second longer before he added, “Plus, you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Krolia had a knowing smile on her lips, and if there was one thing that Keith knew about his mother, it was that despite how they had only just reunited with each other for a while, his mother was somehow miraculously very good at getting a read on him.

“You did,” Krolia affirmed, looking even more convinced and confident in whatever vague idea she had of the situation as she continued talking, “You are asked to choose who among your team members will you spend an eternity with. You chose him, but panicked when he had chosen you.”

His mother was absolutely wrong!

or Krolia questioned Keith about his dishonesty in the Feud about a certain red paladin.

[awkwardartista3]

Thank you @akasuns !!! 🥺❤

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tag game: your lockscreen, last song you listened to and the last image in your gallery

tagged by: @sushimii ♥♥

tagging: @moonlightfaes @beatific-drabbles @bokukiyoom

[yuutsunaoi-writes]

“𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 - 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥?”

or an experiment gone wrong lead to Sonic travelling to another universe, and with this new adventure he found himself in, he discovered more things about himself: a series of epiphanies. (rough summary)

(here)

All Sonic could muster was a nod. But Sonic was thankful for nodding because the smile Shadow gave him, soft and small and almost shy, was everything.

Okay. Yeah. Sonic may have a tiny crush on this Shadow.

But.

But what if Sonic’s in love with this Shadow and not his?

Falling in love twice with the same person is no way possible - right?

But as Shadow snickered whenever Sonic made a mistake before correcting him, as Shadow challenged him for the most trivial things during their dance back at the party to fire Sonic up, as Shadow chided him for always failing to tie a tie correctly in the comfort of the black hedgehog’s room after yet a short dancing session in it…

Sonic came to realise that perhaps he’s much more in love with his Shadow than he thought he was.

or an experiment gone wrong lead to Sonic travelling to another universe, and with this new adventure he found himself in, he discovered more things about himself: a series of epiphanies.

[yuutsunaoi-writes]

‘𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕖’𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤?’

or sonic movie 4 written before sonic movie 4 featuring sonadow, metamy, knuxouge, and stobotnik - focusing on sonadow.

additionally: 5 times they noticed something is going on between the blue hedgehog and the black hedgehog and 1 time the hedgehogs finally addressed it.

(here)

A shift. At the cafe.

Sonic wanted to laugh.

“Laugh all you want, but I have found myself a purpose here. Stepping out there and directly interacting with you will risk G.U.N to find out about my current coordinates.

Fortunately for you, the fox is very hard to say no to, and…

…and you have saved me once. I’m merely returning the favor.” Shadow said, still sitting rooted on his chair and still keeping his eyes on the blue hedgehog.

You didn’t save me because we’re friends?

“…we were allies. Know a lot about each other’s past and what each other had gone through. Can relate to each other in a lot of things - including grief and power.

…friends… maybe we are friends.”

That hesitant admittance alone made Sonic feel like he was on cloud nine, for some reason.

or sonic movie 4 written before sonic movie 4 featuring sonadow, metamy, knuxouge, and stobotnik - focusing on sonadow.

additionally: 5 times they noticed something is going on between the blue hedgehog and the black hedgehog and 1 time the hedgehogs finally addressed it.

[yuutsunaoi-writes]

“𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤’ 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤.”

or Shadow had a different perspective of Sonic, and what was supposed to be thoughts that were saved for only him ended up being spoken out loud. (rough summary)

(here)

“Would you succumb to destroying everything when boredom reaches its peak? Your friends? Your foes? Strangers?

Would you succumb to the power you hold when the world no longer excites you and only bores you? To wreak havoc and do as you please because you despise boredom so much - how could we be so sure that you wouldn’t break?

You’re not here to see you fight, Sonic. You love the thrill and danger as much as you hate boredom. You glow at the face of death.

What’s stopping you from doing as you please?”

or Shadow had a different perspective of Sonic, and what was supposed to be thoughts that were saved for only him ended up being spoken out loud.

[yuutsunaoi-writes]

𝟝 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝟙 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

or different takes on what Sonic and Shadow are to each other from five different people, and one time Shadow had enough and clarified their relationship himself.

(here)

“Language, Shads. We’re sort of role models to some people.”

“You can’t blame me for being frustrated, blue. First, they called us strictly partners, then they called us enemies, close friends, rivals, and then fuc- freaking brothers? I know I was blind to your affection for me prior to our relationship, but these humans pretty much had no idea that I could safely say without hesitation that they don’t have eyes.”

Sonic seemed to want to say something to reply, but then he ended up laughing at Shadow’s blunt words instead.

or different takes on what Sonic and Shadow are to each other from five different people, and one time Shadow had enough and clarified their relationship himself.

[yuutsunaoi-writes]

“𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣; 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕, 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨.”

or the hedgehogs’ perspectives in the Sonic 3 Movie, and how they found their way back to each other in the end. (lines and dialogues from Sonic 3 are included in this work; do NOT read if you don’t want to be spoiled.)

(here)

Recalling that picture once again, Sonic felt himself feeling something akin to mourning.

No; this isn’t who Shadow is.

He had seen the black hedgehog at his best through a mere picture, and he was nothing like the one standing before Sonic just a few seconds ago, thirst for revenge so strong he was losing sight of who he was, stuck in a fog he couldn’t find the exit of without his guiding light.

As much as Sonic wanted to help him through the fog, the marble turned blackhole was quick to be the center of all of his attention.

He can do this.

He’ll help Shadow - because that’s what heroes do.

He’ll help Shadow smile again.

or the hedgehogs’ perspectives in the Sonic 3 Movie, and how they found their way back to each other in the end. (lines and dialogues from Sonic 3 are included in this work; do NOT read if you don’t want to be spoiled.)