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son1c · 1 year

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conclusion to the falling stars bonus chapter (yeehaw edition)

falling stars fic masterpost

Shadow glared at the cowboy ghost. It was difficult to keep his eyes on him while also keeping track of the possessed horse statues, but somehow, Shadow was managing. He saw them whinny and kick their feet out of the corner of his eye, their metal hooves scraping against the dirt.

“We’re no one’s dinner,” Shadow growled, his grip tightening around Sonic.

“Watch yourself, boy,” the ghost warned, his ferocious grin widening. “You ain’t the first folks to have made it this far. I’ll round you up like I’ve rounded up the rest, and you’ll be mine again before sundown.”

The horses reared their heads back in agreement. Shadow glared at them too.

“I saw through your ruse once,” Shadow said. “It won’t work on me a second time. You’re a fool if you think otherwise!”

That made the ghost laugh. “You’ve got the spirit of a stallion, hedgehog.” Leaning forward, the ghost then said, “But there’s one thing you ought'a know: even the toughest spirit can be broken.”

The sound of metal on metal suddenly tore through the air. The noise was loud, and horrible, but it wasn’t nearly as horrible as the sight of the horse statues charging at Sonic and Shadow. Their twisted steel bodies shuddered with every pump of their spindly legs, and their heads jerked this way and that as if they were puppets on tangled strings, their creepiness factor working on overdrive.

Shadow dodged the first horse by diving to the right, but the second horse adjusted course quickly, and was on top of him before he had a chance to get out of the way. When the metal monster stomped down on him, Shadow was forced to drop to the ground and block the attack with his foot, since he still had Sonic in his arms. The horse’s bestial strength was apparent from the gust of wind that blew through Sonic’s quills when its hoof connected with Shadow’s shoe.

With wide eyes, Sonic stared at the killer hoof. It was less than an inch from his nose, and still fighting to get closer.

Shadow set his jaw. He wasn’t willing to become roadkill. With a great heave, he pushed the metal horse back, and jumped to his feet. A bead of sweat rolled down his face, but he was far from beat. “I won’t break,” he snarled as he shot a loathsome glare at the cowboy ghost. “If you don’t back down, your pets will be the only ones left in pieces.”

The look in the ghost’s eyes was hungry. “Quit yappin’, and show me your fire!”

Sonic tugged on Shadow’s shoulder. “Stripes,” he said tensely, “you gotta put me down.”

Shadow didn’t break eye contact with the ghost. “No. You’re in no condition to fight.”

Sonic balled his hands into fists. “I can handle myself. ‘Sides, it’s no good if I’m slowin’ you down.”

The two hedgehogs were surrounded. Six metal horses stood in a circle around them, leaving no room to escape. The ghost town offered no spectators, but the fog created the illusion of figures if the sun hit it at the right angle. It felt like they were in the middle of a grand event, a showdown at the town square, except they weren’t fighting for the title of sheriff; they were fighting for their lives.

Shadow briefly turned his attention away from the ghost in favor of looking down at Sonic. When he spoke, he did so with annoyance in his tone. “This isn’t up for debate. You–”

The dark hedgehog was cut off by the sudden appearance of a third horse. Its huge steel head was plowing forward, ready to bash Shadow’s skull to bits. Sonic yanked Shadow backwards, and the two hedgehogs rolled under the horse’s attack, missing it by a hair.

Now on the ground, Sonic pushed himself out of Shadow’s grasp and said, “I got us into this mess, alright? The least I can do is stay outta your way while you clean it up.”

Shadow looked like he wanted to argue, but when the cowboy ghost sent another horse his way, he decided to prioritize the threat. Now that he had both hands free, he was able to grab the horse when it charged at him, and with that same unnatural strength as before, he flipped it over his head and slammed it down into the dirt. The horse shrieked in surprise, but because it was a haunted statue and not a real horse, it couldn’t really feel pain.

Shadow would need to completely destroy it in order to take it out of the fight.

Sonic, meanwhile, was thinking about what he could do to help. He didn’t want to be a dead weight–anymore than he already was. Surely, there must be something he could do to aid Shadow in the fight. His broken leg complicated things, but he’d sooner break another bone than just stand there and do nothing. So, he looked between all of the horses, at their tall metallic bodies that cut into the sky like cursed blades. And he noticed something.

The horse statue that the cowboy ghost was sitting on moved seamlessly, its motions almost indistinguishable from a living, breathing horse. The ones on the other side of the square, however, moved more erratically, their bodies twitching like they were running out of power.

Maybe, if…

“Stripes!” Sonic shouted, his eyes big from the realization. “You gotta throw it, man!”

Shadow, who had been trying and failing to punch the life out of the undead horse statue, shouted back, “What?!” He narrowly avoided the statue’s dagger-like teeth when it snapped at him.

“As far as you can,” Sonic answered. “Just do it!”

Grunting, Shadow figured he might as well give it a shot. He ducked under the horse’s hooves, whipped back around, and grabbed its spindly legs with both of his hands. Then, he spun it around, faster and faster, until finally he let it go, and the statue sailed through the air, crashing into a house two blocks down the street. It did not get back up.

Shadow’s eyes lit up. Five more to go.

Moving fast, Shadow managed to toss all but the last horse out of the fight. When it came to that last one, however, he had to stop, because it was the one the cowboy ghost had chosen as a steed. And the cowboy ghost now had Sonic clutched in his ghastly fist. The blue hedgehog was clawing angrily at the white hand wrapped around his middle, but if the ghost could feel it, he didn’t seem to care.

“I’ll cut you a deal,” the ghost purred, his swirling eyes glowing bright purple as they bored into Shadow. “Surrender, and I’ll let him go. Your Chaos Energy’s all I’m hankerin’ for, anyhow. Ain’t no need to be greedy!”

“No! Stripes, don’t–”

The ghost tightened his grip around Sonic, choking him. His freaky eyes never wavered from Shadow’s face. “Refuse, and I’ll kill him.” Grinning, the ghost said to Shadow, “The choice is yours.”

Shadow watched as Sonic’s face started to turn blue. His chest frothed with rage at the cowboy ghost, the feeling swirling inside of him like a snowstorm, prickling his skin and fur and threatening to burst out in a storm of icicle spears. He looked the ghost dead in the eye, his expression frigid. His voice was equally as cold when he replied, “I refuse.”

The ghost blinked in surprise. However, he quickly recovered, and his expression darkened. “Stubborn hog,” he sneered. “As if I’d let a good meal go to waste!”

Then, the ghost loosened his grip around Sonic, and Sonic gasped. But before the blue hedgehog could recover, the ghost pressed his big thumb against Sonic’s little forehead, and said evilly, “Do me a favor, won’t you, darlin’? Wrangle that friend a'yours for me.”

Sonic’s efforts to break free from the ghost’s grasp died down when his green eyes started to fill with purple. And when he looked down at Shadow from his place atop the horse statue’s head, it was with the same swirling gaze as the cowboy ghost.

Great. Now Shadow would have to–

Blinking, Shadow stared at the top of the horse statue’s head, but Sonic wasn’t there anymore. His ear twitched, and he snapped his head to the side just in time to see Sonic’s fist coming towards him way faster than he ever would have thought was possible. Shadow caught it, but only just barely, and his palm stung from the impact.

The two hedgehogs skidded across the dirt, the speed of Sonic’s attack carrying them forward even after it had been stopped.

It was the sweat lining Sonic’s brow that caused Shadow to look down. Under the leg brace, Shadow could see the bandages begin to turn red as fresh blood seeped through. He gritted his teeth. While Sonic’s speed certainly came as a surprise, it was being forced out of him, and if Shadow didn’t stop it soon, the consequences could be dire.

Sonic threw another punch, although this one seemed slower than the first. His fist still streaked through the air like a speeding bullet, however, and Shadow had to be quick to catch it. Then, the dark hedgehog’s chest squeezed with rage at the cowboy ghost when he heard Sonic’s breath hitch from the next step he took.

No more playing around.

Shadow dropped Sonic’s fists and ran towards the cowboy ghost and his steed at top speed, his icy anger igniting and turning into a burning flame inside his heart. He refused to let this spirit keep them trapped here any longer, and when he curled into a ball, all of his rage joined him, his body set alight with red hot Chaos Energy.

The ghost did not dodge. His hunger consumed him–when he saw Shadow’s overflow of Chaos Energy, he simply waited in anticipation.

Less than a second later, Shadow’s hit connected with the horse statue’s skull, and the haunted art piece burst into flames, overwhelmed by the power of Shadow’s attack. The cowboy ghost was next, as Shadow bounced off the statue’s head and slammed directly into the ghost’s face, still on fire with that crackling red energy.

It proved to be too much for the voracious ghost. He, too, burst into flames. His spirit burned away quickly, destroyed by the unrestrained power of Shadow’s Chaos Energy.

Shadow landed on his feet. He watched as the last of the cowboy ghost’s wispy form disappeared into the sky with a dark expression. Good riddance, he thought. Then, he rushed over to the other side of the square, where Sonic was standing, wobbling on his feet.

“Sh… Sheesh! What hit me?” Sonic laughed, though it was strained. “F-Feels like I just went through the spin cycle! Haha!”

Shadow inspected Sonic’s eyes, but could find no trace of the ghostly purple that had previously been infecting them. Did he not remember going fast?

“Let’s get out of here,” Shadow said tersely, casting a glance over his shoulder. The hospital building had disappeared, but that creepy fog remained hanging over everything. “Before anything else shows up.”

“Huh?” Sonic blinked, still a little dazed. “Oh, yeah. And let’s hunt down a cafeteria while we’re at it–one without an ectoplasm problem!”

Shadow suddenly felt a searing pain in his head. It burned him, like the Chaos Energy he had just unleashed onto the cowboy ghost. He squeezed his eyes shut to curb his spinning vision, but it did little to help the sudden nausea that was now gripping at his throat.

Sonic noticed the sudden change and immediately shook off the last of the funk clouding his brain. He reached out to Shadow, holding him steady by gripping the dark hedgehog’s upper arm. “You doin’ okay, bud?”

Grimacing, Shadow pried his eyes open. “It’s nothing. Just–”

Whatever he was about to say died in his throat, as his body completely shut down on him. Sonic, alarmed, caught him before he could become a pile in the dirt.

Thankfully, he could feel Shadow’s breath against his shoulder, so he knew he wasn’t dead, just asleep. Still, Sonic was concerned.

“Take it easy,” Sonic said, even though Shadow couldn’t hear him.

Sonic’s leg–which he had been pointedly ignoring up until this point–screamed at him to sit down, but there was no way he could stop and rest in this messed up ghost town. The buildings loomed at him through the fog, the specters of the horse statues lurking just out of sight.

Sonic slung Shadow’s arm over his shoulders. He didn’t have the leg strength necessary to carry him like a Disney princess, so hopefully the dark hedgehog wouldn’t mind being half-dragged through the mud while Sonic limped up the hill and out of town. He didn’t stop until the haunted town vanished behind the hills at his back, and when it did, he carefully laid Shadow down in a bed of flowers before flopping down next to him, exhausted.

Staring up at the stars, Sonic listened to the soft sound of the wind blowing through the grass. To no one in particular, he asked, “Has my life always been this exciting?”

#falling stars au #linked all the parts this time cuz it's been a few days :P #read this with no context at your own risk i guesssssssss <3

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sage-nebula · 1 year

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Notes: One last little piece written for Wholesome Brothers Wednesday in the server I'm in, to soothe my own hurt feelings over my Tails figure arriving in the mail broken. ;_; Once again from a potential novelization of Sonic 2, though a little bit earlier in the timeline than the previous piece: this is the one in which names are exchanged, taking place about a day after they met.

Once again, Sonic is eleven, Tails is four.

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Miles had never seen so many robots in his life.

That wasn’t saying much, he supposed, as he watched the blue hedgehog bust open another . . . motobug, he thought the hedgehog had called it. The casing snapped apart with a loud crack, and a ricky tumbled out onto the grass, dazed but otherwise unharmed. The hedgehog paused just long enough to make sure the ricky could sit upright before he took off again; Miles lingered behind just long enough to pick the ricky up and place it on a tree branch.

“Make sure to find a good hiding place, okay?” he said, and rubbed his finger atop the ricky’s head. “Just in case Dr Robuttnik comes back.”

The ricky stared at Miles with wide eyes before it turned and bolted higher up the tree. That was okay; Miles thought it understood what he was saying anyway.

With the ricky safe, Miles took off after the hedgehog again. By this point the hedgehog was a little blue dot amidst the sweeping grass of Emerald Hill’s landscape, but he was still easy to spot. With a whirl of his tails Miles took to the air, flying high above a monkey robot hiding in another tree’s leaves. Up ahead, the hedgehog sped along a corkscrew, running so fast he was able to stay on even as he ran on the underside of it, something Miles had never seen anyone do.

He was so cool!

The hedgehog cleared the other side with an exhilarated cheer, and came to a hard stop on the grass. He spun on the ball of his foot so that he could look back the way he just came. Miles was just halfway over the corkscrew now, and starting to feel a little tired—but he wasn’t about to say that, not when the hedgehog had just done something so cool and was grinning so wide because he knew it.

Miles grinned back and flashed a thumbs-up—and then froze as something buzzed loud behind him.

The hedgehog’s grin was gone; his lips tugged down in a harsh frown, his eyes narrowed as he shifted his stance to run again. Any panic Miles might’ve felt at the idea that he had done something to upset him was dwarfed by the panic he felt at the ferocious buzzing behind him, and he whirled around to find himself staring right in the eyes of a giant bee robot.

Miles couldn’t help it—he screamed. Loud. And smashed the sole of his shoe right into the bee robot’s abdomen.

The bee robot crashed into the corkscrew hard enough to break apart; screws and springs and metal casing went flying in every direction as a dazed flicky was thrown free. The hedgehog crossed the corkscrew quickly enough to catch the flicky in cupped hands, and set the flicky down on the other side so that it could take a moment to recover in the grass. Miles flew over to join them, and as he landed, the hedgehog looked up at him with another wide grin.

“Good one, Tails! You showed that buzz bomber who’s boss.”

Miles blinked; surprise hit him hard enough that he forgot to keep his tails spinning, and he landed on the grass with a stumble. “‘Tails?’”

The hedgehog stepped back from the still-recovering flicky. His grin didn’t vanish, but he almost looked a little . . . nervous? . . . as he scratched the side of his nose.

“Well, yeah,” he said. “I don’t know what else to call you, and you’ve got two, so . . .” He shrugged.

A familiar sense of self-conscious embarrassment washed over Miles, and he clutched his tails to his chest. When he held them like this, they almost looked like one big tail. But as quickly as the sensation came, it faded. When he’d caught up to the hedgehog for the first time a day ago, to say thank you for the way he had helped Miles with the bullies, he had expressed shock at the fact that—well, first at the fact that Miles had been able to catch up to him, but then at the fact that Miles could fly. He was the first person Miles could remember who didn’t think his tails were weird or gross. He had said they were cool.

Miles let his arms fall, his tails swooping back behind him again. This hedgehog—this super cool, super fast hero—thought his tails were cool, so when he called him Tails . . .

“But if you don’t like that, that’s fine,” the hedgehog said, his tone as casual as his stance. “I just need something to call you, so—”

“No, it’s okay!” Miles said, and he spun his tails a little so he could lift up on his tip-toes. “You can call me Tails. It’s like a—like a nickname, right?”

A nickname like what friends gave each other, from what he’d observed from other kids in the village. Not that he would go so far as to say the hedgehog saw Miles as a friend—he could only be so lucky—but he at least didn’t see him as a freak, and that was good enough.

The hedgehog laughed. “Yeah, exactly. And my name’s Sonic.”

It took only a second for Miles to remember where he’d heard that word before. “Because you’re fast?” he asked, and before Sonic could answer, added, “Because—because I read in a book that when mil’tary planes go really fast—” he made whoosh motion with his hand, like how he imagined a plane would look, “—they can make shock waves called sonic booms. But that only happens when they go really fast. Faster than the speed of sound.”

Sonic pressed his lips together tightly, his cheeks puffed. It looked like how other kids in the village looked when they were trying not to laugh, but unlike them, Sonic’s eyes weren’t mean.

When his held back laughter subsided, Sonic said, “Kind of. I’m definitely fast, and Sonic means speed, but I wasn’t named after sonic booms.” He paused, then said with a wink, “Sonic booms were named after me.”

Miles’ eyes widened. “Really?”

Sonic nodded, the very picture of confidence. “Really.”

“That’s so cool!” This time the swift spin of his tails lifted him right off the ground, and Miles felt like he could fly higher than ever as Sonic laughed. “Wow, I hope I could have something cool named after me someday.”

Sonic shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe you will.”

“You think so?”

“Sure, why not? Stick with me, and anything could happen.” Sonic paused, and flashed Tails another daring grin. “So long as you can keep up, of course!”

With that, he was off, blazing his path back across the corkscrew. His fatigue all but forgotten, Miles—no, Tails took off after, zipping along through the air behind him.

#sonic the hedgehog #miles tails prower #tails the fox #unbreakable bond #fic fix #at this point in time Tails legitimately thinks that Eggman's name is ''Dr Robuttnik''. he's not being snarky #Sonic had told him ''yeah this creep Dr RoBUTTnik has been trapping all these animals in machines''#and Tails took him at his words. that's the guy's name clearly! he's only 4 he doesn't know any better #oh Tails. oh bby. it's ok Eggman deserves it #sth

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shishino-layla · 2 months

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Here he is! New character for my Magical Creatures AU.

I'll give you a few more additional information. ☺️

The door of the temple where Lyric was sealed, the pictures are of Sonda and Tailer. (Yes, I deleted a tail of Tails from the picture in the game because Tailer has one tail. I know it doesn't make sense to have him in the air in the mosaic. 😅😂)

Queen Azu commissioned these mosaics because this temple represents betrayal. Lyric, who betrayed ancients - Sonda and Tailer, who "supposedly" betrayed her.

You can visualize Tailer directly as single-tailed Tails. Sonda is exactly the same as he used to look like Sonic. That's why Lyric confused Sonic with Sonda.

The reason why Sonda has sharp teeth and claws, and the blue glow above his eye, is because magical creature spirits seem more ferocious than mortals. When he lost his speed, all his magical spirit appearance was reflected in his appearance.

Sonda's voice is the same as Sonic's, but for Sonda's voice, think of Roger Craig Smith's Dying Light voice. ✌️

Queen Azu The Lion.

Ciara The Hedgehog.

#Sketch #fan art #my art #Digital art #Sonic the Hedgehog #sonic oc #My oc #Sonic au #Magical creatures au #Mobian oc #Sonic Boom #sonic boom rise of lyric

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lorenzcvalentin · 9 months

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@epimethcus location: the WOODS notes: meetcutemeetcutemeetcute

It went how it always went.

Irritable and short-tempered, Enzo’s candor the day leading up to the full moon was completely unlike him. The rest of the month the man was carefree, the life of the party. Today though he’d spent most of it curled up in a ball in his bed, the shades drawn and the blankets pulled up and over his head. Enzo had started saying he was sick when his friends came knocking, they’d throw a beer at him and tell him to walk it off and his response was ferocious. Anticipation for the agony that was to calm sparked a wild anxiety in his chest as dark veins curved and bent beneath his skin. Enzo usually blacked out at some point, but he remembered the moments leading up to it, got glimpses of the night itself, then always remembered the morning. Tired limbs too sore and spent to do much more than carry him home, then it happened the next night, the next, and the one after that. Four shifts over the course of the month, each more grueling than the last.

Lorenzo staggered from his home, ignored the laughter from the party on the main floor as he pushed past the party goers and managed his way into the woods. “Where you going?” Came the raucous laughter from behind him, but Enzo trudged on, stumbled over his own feet as a ripple of pain flooded his gut with the violent bend of a rib. Organs shifted under his skin, the bow of a femur brought him to his knees, Enzo’s anguished cry flooded the trees as the young man cried out in pain. Every part of it felt unnatural and he could feel himself fighting it, clawing at it as trimmed fingernails darkened, sharpened, and erupted through his skin one at a time. Under each full moon Lorenzo endured this for hours, he didn’t know what was wrong with him, he didn’t know why this was happening, and as a set of glowing red eyes looked towards the sky the pain made him blackout.

Dawn’s light filled the meadow as Enzo awoke, quivering. The early morning dew brushed across his frame, stretched jeans were tattered and torn at the knees, but at least he hadn’t woken up completely naked this time. His shirt hung in rags as he tried to push up against the earth but slumped in its place. Ragged breaths came and went, he could smell the cars making their way through the streets a mile away, he could hear the flap of wings through the leaves, heard the incredible fetter of a hummingbird’s heart within the meadow. Smelled the flowers, the grass, the moisture in the air and the heat of the rising sun. Everything all at once screamed against Enzo’s senses as whatever had happened to him slowly went to sleep again.

He could taste iron and when Lorenzo drew his fingers to his lips, he saw that not only were his hands filthy with the dirt, grime, and whatever he’d clawed at - but there was blood on his tongue. Fresh. He retched into the dirt before he wandered towards the sound of running water and found a riverbank nearby. He waded into the tide, going as deep as his waist and there Enzo splashed water onto his face, his mouth and rubbed furiously at his hands as he saw strands of filth wander from his fingers... he tried to remember what had happened, where he’d been and what he’d done, but there was nothing. Enzo felt tired, more tired than he’d ever been in his life as that same fatigue over every muscle stretched across his frame.

When he looked up, Enzo realized he wasn’t alone. There was a guy and- was that a hedgehog?

“Um. Hi.”

#epimetheus #epimetheusstarter

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jessi--ac · 2 years

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What the fuck is going on - an illustrated summary

So, you started watching Kinnporche the series a.k.a horny gay mafia thai show and you go into the tags to see some nice gifsets, some people screaming into the void etc, but then you enter the tags expecting to see the mentioned above and instead find people losing their minds, 58 injuries reported and 1938 found dead and wonder what in the flying fuck????

So, I give you KINNPORSCHE WORLD TOUR

BOC, a.k.a Be on Cloud, the company behind the production of the tv series announced a world tour that the cast would be performing in and everybody went whaaaaaaa????

And on top of that they announced something called Cumulus and people doubled down on the ???? feelings. Some throwing up crying screaming went on, we saw some clues here and there and finally we discovered Cumulus was some type of band that would perform in the mentioned world tour, made up of some actors that can sing, play instruments and so on. Okay, so it's going to be like a concert???? many wondered, but they started announcing who would be there and it was like the whole cast???? People that cannot sing or play any instruments, so what...?

Anyway, this happened mostly while the show was still airing so we were mostly losing our minds over it and rattling our cage's bars like ferocious little hedgehogs, blissfully unaware of what was about to happen. The show ended, tears were cried, missing them hours happened, amazing metas came out everyday deserving some type of award and the actors and BOC went on a little hiatus to prepare for the first date of the would tour to take place: July 25th in Bangkok. So we came back to our GIRLIES THERE'S GOING TO BE A WORLD TOUR era. Before the hiatus, various actors gave us some clues that not only singing was gonna go down but other performances as well, but as the show ended and everyone was kinda depressed everything was mostly a-okay until today, the first performance day. Some people bought the live stream tickets to watch it from outside Thailand (also inside thank u BOC) thinking they would see a comic con-style interview with the actors and some musical performances but absolutely nothing prepared us for what happened, not even the unhinged pictures and teaser trailers we got beforehand.

So let's go on an illustrated showcase:

We did have our little boy band Cumulus performing, if that's what you're wondering

We also had role play/cosplay hours

(sailor moon courtesy of inside jokes in Perth's - Ken in the show - lives and Apo going as Mile's favorite character from an old c-drama, as Mile is there indulging and living his best life)

We had also fanfic canon compliant and alternative universe scenes coming to life before our very own eyes

And mostly people being naked, stripping, performing whatever they felt like performing and having a blast

They also threw up screamed cried like us peasants but I reached the pics per post limit. Anyway, this world tour is actually international and they announced more Asia dates and there are Europe and the Americas' dates to be announced, so you newcomers are gonna see the tags on fire for the next few months and hopefully more chaotic unhinged energy emanating from our beloved cast!

#the most insane thing i have ever experienced from a tv series cast #kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #kp world tour #kpwt day 1

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bonefall · 11 months

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Bones, can you help me translate these names in clanmew?

Jayfire

Spikemane

Icefire

Poppyflare

Blizzardfang

Hmm... well, I can't do the direct translations for you (mostly because then I'd have to translate everyone's, and then it would defeat the point of encouraging people to take a swing at it on their own!) BUT I can go through a couple of the words here I know are missing

Poppyflare

Here is a preview from the moth post which is going to come later this month!

Flare/Confident/Perpendicular = Akeye An emotion and a shape, describes things that 'stick up,' like the wings of Plumes and Butters. Not like "raised hackles," more like fluffing one's fur out or puffing your chest.

Since they wouldn't have flares as in flashing fire signals, "flare" in Clanmew is a shape and an emotion. It's holding things up, standing out, having confidence. Like "to flair."

They actually have a few species of poppy in the area, but I'm gonna chance that this OC is the bright red poppy that produces painkillers as seen in the books. The word for Papaver somniferum is Liafi.

Poppyflare = Liafiakeye = Sleeping Poppy Confidence!

Spikemane

There's a few types of spikes, and a few types of manes.

So in spike types, the simplest word here would be Bach, 'bristle,' the 'spiky' texture of hair. On the same note of texture, Chych is 'coarse,' like the flared mane of a boar. There's also Kik, spike or spine, the things seen on hedgehogs.

There could also be a new word here, prickle, Beki, tiny stabs that come from stinging nettle or the uncomfortable bristles on some caterpillars.

And next, onto the manes.

They have a bunch of different 'shapes' that manes come in, with each of the big cats of the Great Clans displaying a different characteristic one that didn't translate into English.

There's the classic Raofa, the Lion Mane, which is a mane that encircles the entire neck. ThunderClan sees a lot of cats with these, but it's also the defining trait of a 'family' of moths, and sometimes seen on red stags.

Then there's the Gaofa, the Tiger Mane, which I like to translate as "cravat." This is a mane that ONLY grows off the neck. This is also seen in red stags. (i like this a lot because there could be a phoenix wright stag with a raofa and a miles edgeworth mane with a gaofa)

The last of the mythical mane types is the Saofa, the Leopard Mane, which is the type of mane I draw on Graystripe and his family! IT could be translated as 'ridge' or 'mullet.' It's a mane that runs down the back but nowhere else, the opposite of the Gaofa.

But if Spikemane doesn't have a 'mane' as much as he has several fancy tufts, the word for that is Wraofa, the Boar Mane, better known as its translation 'ruff.' It's what Doestar had, a very fluffy neck that didn't really fit any of the distinct mane types.

And if all that fails, the base word at play here was tuft, Aofa, which is just a fancy clump of fur!

Blizzardfang

First off, there's three words for teeth! Take your pick! There's Groq for the back teeth, Koss for the front, and Ki for canine fangs.

I will also be adding some for the cool factor; Agloss, saber. For any teeth that extend outside of the mouth, like snaggle teeth or those of muntjacs. There's also the tusks of boars, Goqeb.

And for blizzard, a ferocious snowstorm, the new word for this is; Os'hauoo

#Clanmew #OC Submission

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niamhpoppleton · 5 months

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The Frog's Discovery Of Christmas

As ice danced across the plains and a sea of white blanketed the ground, a frog awaited Christmas' arrival. He wasn't quite sure what it was he was waiting for. Whisperings of "Christmas" as a concept had drifted through the winds about him, and yet to what exactly it pertained he did not know. So, with wide eyes and a thick, red scarf bundled around his neck, the frog sat and waited.

A hedgehog had once mentioned something to do with a "Santa" but had never gone into much more detail on the matter and so what a Santa was the frog could not say. Though, if only for the reader's amusement, it must be noted that he created the image in his mind that a Santa was quite similar to what we call a cracker. So, keeping his eyes as wide open as possible, like an eager child, the frog sat and waited.

He had once heard a snowman singing a song called 'White Christmas' and soon came to the conclusion that Christmas could only come about on a snowy day. This explains as to why the frog chose to sit out in the snow to wait for Christmas, even though he was experiencing a temperature so cold that he had not even believed it to be possible. For days upon days, underneath the snow's motherly nurture, the frog sat and waited.

As night fell across the world, and stars began to dance through the sky, the frog remained awake. Moonlight beams danced across the snowy grounds and rested around him creating an almost sacred glow about him. Around midnight - not that the frog knew of the time - a shadow overcame the glowing orb in between the darkly painted canvas above; one could say it was shaped like that of a shadowy figure within a vehicle that was a cross between a flying car and a horse drawn carriage. With a shout of "Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas!" a small red parcel drifted down to the snow-covered ground before the frog, as the shadow dashed away into the night.

Carefully, the frog unwrapped the small gift, and found within it a snow globe that portrayed the predicament in which the frog found himself and when the snow globe was shook it would cause small porcelain balls of snow to float around the glass sculpture. In the snow globe it would be Christmas every day, for the frog had no clue of how to track the date or time and as far as he knew a snowy day was Christmas Day.

While one may say that this incident was only a figment of the frog's imagination - a hallucination caused by that of sleep deprivation and conditions ferocious enough to give you frostbite - the snow globe sat upon the frog's mantelpiece for years to come, and there it still remains to this day.

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pico-digital-studios · 5 months

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Into, Above and Beyond! Cast: Mr. Needlemouse

Replaces: Spider-Ham Made by: @mcgamejolter

“Am I a hedgehog or a rabbit? Who knows?! I just call myself Needle the Rabbit-Hog!”

Is he a hedgehog? Or perhaps a rabbit? I mean, who really knows? What I can say about Mr. Needlemouse here is that he inhabits a cartoon world of his own, sporting cartoonish physics even outside his land.

His usual routine is a mix of enjoying chilli dogs (the loss of one he had the burden of being his canon event) and fighting the villainous Dr. Beeman (think Robotnik's classic bee outfit, but also including bee's wings on his back), each time of which emerges victorious for the plucky hedgerabbit. Oh, yeah. He also faces foes like The Killer Six, Chomper Shark, Bomb-Bastic, Loonatic Hunter, and the Ferocious Fly.

After one of his tangles with Dr. Beeman, though, a portal appeared which dragged the rabbithog into the OMT dimension, where he met OMT!Tails and the members of the Blur Gang thus far at that point. From there, this guy's the one to serve as the comic relief for when things start to get a bit rough.

As such, he serves as the fifth major member of the Blur Gang starting from One More Hero. He does express several jerk-like qualities, and is like that just for the heck of it, but still pulls through for his true companions.

He even comes to rescue EX!Alice from harm and gives Surge a good beating, though due to the limits on his toon powers, he can absolutely humiliate his opponents, but if he wasn't limited, any attacks from him to a villain would prove fatal. Due to this, an anvil to the head just went and near-harmlessly buried half of Surge's body underground.

Before it was time for him to head back to his dimension at the end of One More Hero during the final fight, Mr. Needlemouse lent OMT!Tails his signature hammer to make use of, and due to its hyperspace properties, he could always fit it in his pocket (or equivalent of). He made a grand exit by proclaiming "That's all, folks!", leaving CR!Sonic a bit confused, citing "Wait, can he legally quote that?".

Though he doesn't actively partake in More than One Universe's events, he does return for Into the Sonic-verse and Many More Heroes (the AU's version of Across the Spider-Verse), with the Blur Gang fully formed in time for this new batch of chaos.

Even then, he remains the main guy for comedy around this AU, and nothin' can change that! Prior to Many More Heroes, he also had a good laugh making an absolute fool out of Errorverse Eggman and his SSSSS Squad, being an absolutely-hilarious prick about it and causing them trouble just for the heck of it. It's to the point that the three dumbots were mainly assigned to catch Mr. NM whilst Metal and Sage paid more attention to EV!Sonic and Nitro. NM still has a good heart under all his troublemaking, of course. Don't worry.

That's also where he's technically a foil for AOSTH!Sonic, the original cartoon iteration of the blue blur; whilst they're both cartoons, AOSTH!Sonic is firmly heroic, whilst Mr. NM is a straight-up prick to a lot of people. The two initially got along marvelously due to being toons, though AOSTH!Sonic began losing his trust in the rabbit-hog when discovering his jerk act, especially when Mr. NM shrugged off the former recalling his angst and sarcastically remarking that it's a miracle he's even got a friend to be with.

And Mr. NM's reason for joining the Quill Society part-time?

"Am I a useless asset? Sure! Heroic qualities? None. But I'm loyal if you feed me, and I'll never leave you because... well, I need the food."

As one of the scene posts shows, in Many More Heroes, he made a small bet with Mini Sonic as to whether or not OMT!Tails would get back from his scuffle with Crimtake in one piece. Of course, he did, so the rabbit-hog owed the miniature hedgehog 100 rings.

Bet you're glad I didn't say he had a cannon event

If you have any questions about him, @mcgamejolter's the one to ask, since he did make the character.

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic exe #spider verse #sth #sonic #sonic au #sonic fandom #sth au #sonic oc

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adobe-outdesign · 2 years

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what are your thoughts on the cyndaquil line ? cyndaquils my all time favorite pokemon and id love to hear your thoughts on it hctsvkgxjg

There's a lot of debate over what Cyndaquil is supposed to be–mouse, echidnas, etc. For the record, I always saw them as a neat monster foremost, and a hedgehog/echida hybrid secondly.

Regardless of what it is/isn't supposed to be, I really like its design. First, it's adorable, especially with the perpetually closed eyes. It does a good job of being cute without being overly "cutesy" or baby-ish.

And secondly, the way it has the dark areas on the back to add contrast with both the cream underside but also the flames themselves, making them pop, is so good. Especially with how it runs down that distinctive face shape and stops just short of the tip.

Speaking of those flames, I know there's some controversy on the fact that they're actually retractable. Personally, I actually like this concept a lot; I feel like it's one of the more distinctive parts of the line, and even the red spots in the areas that the flames come from are a nice touch.

However, with that said, I agree that only having the flames out when attacking is terrible; it means that you barely see one of the main features of the design and doesn't make much in-universe sense. Instead, I like the way PLA does it; having the flames out for the entirely of a battle, and only having them out when otherwise outside of its Pokeball. It keeps the retractable idea will still having the flames out most of the time.

Quilava is a bit similar to the rest of the line, but I'll give it a pass because it does change as much as it can—flame placement, marking placement, and overall body structure.

This artwork actually isn't a good representation of Quilava as a whole, as it's actually quadrupedal and only stands on its hind legs like this on rare occasions. It's also obvious when it's on all fours that this thing is long, more of a weasel than a porcupine at this point. This gives it a considerably more unique look than the Typhlosion-esq official art.

And while I don't like it quite as much as Cyndaquil due to the body shape being less distinct/interesting, it keeps all the good elements, such as the retractable flames and countershading. So, overall, pretty solid.

I'm only now noticing that Typhlosion's dark blue is a completely different hue than its pre-evos. Weird.

Anyway, Typhlosion seems to be based on honey badgers, so it's appropriate that it looks so ferocious, as honey badgers Really Want To Kill You at all times. This also makes it feel appropriately powerful for a final evo, and it still retains all the good and unique elements of the line.

However, while Typhlosion is good overall, I do feel like it's probably the weakest of the group. For whatever reason, the flames reduce further and further as the line goes, so at this point there's not as much of the nifty fire porcupine element to it. This also makes the design feel pretty "bare" compared to its pre-evos, as it has more body but less fire proportionally despite that.

And secondly, the markings. They worked well on the pre-evos because they're primarily quadrupedal, so you see the top of their bodies most of the time. With Typhlosion, you see the underside most of the time; thus, it looks somewhat plain and empty. This is something I think the Hisuian form (which I reviewed over here) improves a bit, as it adds a simple black collar around the neck, which helps add contrast to the front of the body and breaks up the cream void a bit.

This is also why the line looks so "naked" without the flames on it. The flames are the only things adding visual interest due to the reduct markings and more generic body shape, so when you take the one point of color away there's not a whole lot left.

As a whole, however, I'd say the line is pretty solid. Cyndaquil has a pretty perfect design, Quilava does its best to be unique while still transition between the two, and while Typhlosion's design is the weakest, it makes up for it with sheer power. Overall, probably my favorite fire-type starter line thus far.

#cyndaquil #quilava #typhlosion #pokemon #pokemon reviews

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Perhaps both things played the role here. The wish to enjoy and the wish to be like she was.

Had he not gone through enough to enjoy the rewards? Blaze certainly had. Why not him?

Watching him change methods of eating made Blaze grin wide. She matched him in pace and style, easily inhaling her hunks of food without issue. The staff around them catered to the needs without much need of guidance. Blaze had trained them and instructed them well. They were also expressly told to cater to Silver as they would Blaze.

The hefty feline was purring as a few belches rattled out of her in succession, panting a little as she fanned her face a little. She felt a little warm, both from the hot meals and watching Silver's habits and manners ease into the more slovenly aspects. Without a word, the staff got to his requests, supplying them both with more flame-grilled steaks and burgers. Blaze tore into her own gleefully, sauce and grease coating across her face and exposed body. The twin loungers beneath her creaked and groaned.

"Mooorreaasssrrrrpppppp~"

She bellowed as an order, the staff quickly getting to it to feed this two even MORE.

The servants scattered at the order from the ferocious fatty feline, their feet clicking against the ground in a hurry to provide the two more food. An entire rack of ribs was plopped down infront of Silver and the gluttonous hedgehog licked his lips as he grabbed one pulling it from the rack and sucking the meat straight from the bone!

Though now it was clear Silver was enjoying himself as a few muffled, husky moans left his lips as he pulled the freshly cleaned bone from his maw with a wet "PLOP!" Sound.

Beneath his now titanic sized rump fit for a throne, his sun chair was struggling to hold his weight with the legs buckling and bending with each plate he cleaned. This didn't stop him and he continued to indulge in the mouthwatering barbecue with his fattened hands swiping dishes of their plates about as fast as the servants could provide them.

"Grrr~ ggrrrug grrrooon"

The sounds of creaking metal only grew louder as Silver continued his binge, the mesh chair was sagging down to the floor beneath him with the struggling metal legs being the only thing keeping the entire thing from collapsing. "Huff... sho gud..." Silver grunted pushing his pudgy fist into his chest to loosen up a belch, drumming on his chest until the has bubbles finally broke free and left his mouth with an explosive.

"BWRUUU-RUUUUWOOOOOOOORP!"

This was the straw that broke the camels back however and the flimsy chair finally have way with a loud "CRACK!" Silver was sent downwards dropping to the ground with a dull thud and his jiggly rump utterly flattening the chair now pinned beneath it.

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Update on the future AUs I'm writing. Since I am only a few chapters away from finishing Lily Bell in the Thorn Thicket, I was thinking this was the right time.

When I started, I expected maybe three people to read Lily Bell in the Thorn Thicket, so I am glad other people have been enjoying it!

AU Based on Episode 32: The way it ended still angers me.

The next story will focus on Geumsaegi after the cliffhanger in Episode 32. Season two does mention that while Dr. Huinjogjebi is in charge, Commander Jogjebi's brother is gathering a lot of support to get rid of him and take over the army himself, so this is a viable plotline close to canon I would think. Plus Dr. Huinjogjebi seems like he would be fun to write.

I want to have a civil war power struggle within many groups of the surviving weasel army (the rebels of mount rock, wolfspider cave, surviving Tokgasi, Mulmangcho, ect), with Geumsaegi being one of the prizes. As the former guard commander/special envoy/special aide, he knows a massive amount of the old codes, intel, supply cache locations, and other information, so anyone who convinces him to join gets most of the power. He can use the disorder to his advantage.

I have not seen the supposed episodes 33 and 34, nor have I seen the rumored AU stories about them from people who claimed they did see it. However, as I have said in a previous post long ago, this series tended to end episodes on cliffhangers showing the worst possible situation, only to fix them in favor of Flower Hill in the first few minutes of the next episode. So, I plan to go that route in the style of the show.

I'll finish this one before getting to any others.

White Ermine Nurse AU: Treading into OCs, but still using canon characters and ideas

This would be a shorter story. A white ermine nurse (the same one that briefly appeared in the current story? Who knows? Certainly not me yet) from Flower Hill visiting relatives outside of Flower Hill gets conscripted by the weasel army because they are a nurse, and she has to play along. She recognizes Geumsaegi years later, and tries to covertly ask for help, but comes off like the coroner/medical examiner lady in MIB, leading everyone to think she has romantic feelings for Geumsaegi when she does not, and neither does he. Eventually she witnesses the downfall of the weasel army.

I still have to think of a name, but it will probably follow Flower Hill naming conventions so Snowy = Nunsong or Frost =Seoli. The nurses and female mice in the show are forced to act flirtatiously to the males, so having a nurse who gets the reputation as an ice queen seems kind of fun.

Hyena Army AU: Still treading into OCs, and the Hedgehog Waitress and Rabbit Guide will be instrumental along with Geumsaegi and the Commanders in Cherry Valley

Another short story, The Wolf Unit brings in a unit of Hyenas to help crush Flower Hill. These hyenas are huge, larger than wolves, and extremely ferocious. The hyena village has actually been very close friends with Flower Hill for generations, but the weasel army has taken their families hostage to force them to fight for them, and were promised they would not have to fight their traditional allies. Commander Seungnyangi doesn't know that.

They aren't sure if they should honor historical edicts and forgo their families by destroying the weasel army, or try and fight Flower Hill and break the pacts. Maybe this includes an alternate episode 32 AU, where one of the hyenas working as a prison warden/interrogator is given the unconscious trio and has to make the final decision.

The concept of a flag flown upside down is a distress signal will be an important plot line or maybe even a joke.

Honestly I could put the white ermine nurse and the hyena unit into the Geumsaegi focused AU as some kind of intertwining story, but I don't know yet. It could be great for the plot, but I also feel like I would prefer keeping close to canon on that one.

The Kidnapped Research Scientists AU: This one will require a lot of work into studying Research Scientists and connecting it with what the Weasel Army would want exactly.

I've mentioned this one in another post. A group of scientists and young civilians from Flower Hill get kidnapped while everyone is distracted with Fowl Village, and get slowly convinced to work for the Weasel Army with the idea that they aren't directly hurting Flower Hill, and their work will also help Flower Hill in the long run. Half serious, half humor.

There is a plotline in the beach episode where the Weasel Army discusses kidnapping other scientists, so that can work with canon as well. RIP the disguise artist, but sabotage does not work when a random like Mulmangcho can casually create a better disguise than what you provide.

I feel like the famous Skippy's List might show up here, although with it being used by the hostages to undermine the Weasel Army from within. I'm just going to have some fun with it until I get Geumsaegi into the mix as coming for an inspection, along with interactions of other canon characters from both sides.

Cage of Eden AU: The Fun One

Years ago I really liked an old story called Cage of Eden, so I was thrilled that they recently produced an ending. I don't think one needs to actually read that series to read the AU though.

Probably going to be a mix of a lot of canon characters and OC characters here. Honestly I kind of want an excuse to write more Dr. Huinjogjebi, because again, he seems like he would be fun to work with and write about. Also the sturgeons.

A group of Weasel Army and a group of Flower Hill go to peace talks in a third, neutral, country, and go back on a jumbo jet filled with supposed civilians. Something mysterious happens, and the plane crashes on a suspiciously large island and everyone gets separated. Mystery animals are still non sentient on the island.

Except instead of the ending to Cage of Eden, more like The Forest where the plane was deliberately brought down, but not like the ending of The Forest either. I don't like mixing alien god time travel magic relic stuff into other fandoms that don't have it, but there are several plausible ways in the Squirrel and Hedgehog universe to solve the ending and escape.

Ideas being:

the Weasel Army smuggled a group of solar powered Sturgeon robots onboard, which is not hard since they can fold up like briefcases in the show

The Weasel Army also smuggled weapons bio-coded to weasels and mice onto the plane

Flower Hill squirrel soldier who went to a foreign university accidentally legally married a mouse during a drama club performance, but they both got drafted when they went back to Flower Hill to explain the situation and have yet to explain. This is revealed by a former classmate who also happens to be there.

Someone, possibly Bamsaegi, is scouting the area around the plane crash using a hanglider, only to get caught up in a strange wind that whips him all the way to the residential area, where he is injured enough to have to stay and investigate all the skeletons and apparent failed evacuations.

Neither Flower Hill nor the Weasel Army are going to put up with Nishikiori's antics. I'm seeing him as a White-Naped crane.

Going off of the discussion on the international community, and laws discussed in 'Pangulggot Reports,' I can come to the idea that medics are not supposed to fight the enemy unless the enemy is non sentient and/or actively trying to kill them. Using this logic, the weasel army captures a Flower Hill field medic/surgeon with the idea that medics are extremely important to have in such a situation, who goes with them since there are creatures in the woods, they can't find anyone from their squad, and the weasel's weapons are bio-coded, and they can also glean important information. The medic become the team dad/mom/voice of reason while shenanigans happen.

Instead of the Mina plotline, a third party spy group disguises themselves as members of Flower Hill. Their intentions are mysterious, even to me because I have not yet decided if they are hostile or not.

Mainly going to follow the plot of Cage of Eden, I think, but undergone with more soldiers and survivalists than high school kids.

Mistaken Identity Hedgehog AU: The one Least Likely to be written at all, since there would be few if any canon characters

A hedgehog living in some kind of integrating Ainu style village in another small country near Flower Hill. Traditionally they speak in a kind of mountain dialect/mountain language that is shared within a few villages, but the new village leader forbids it and wants everyone to speak the common tongue. Maybe the hedgehog does not have a given name other than the identifier Goseumdochi yet since children are raised communally. Apparently, not allowing girls to have given names was actually a thing in some Korean and Chinese cultures.

Their area gets destroyed in the crossfire between Flower Hill and the Weasel Army, and when the village tries to escape, Flower Hill mistakes them for a group trying to escape conscription, and since they cannot give names, and are forced into the army to train. Eventually, after several years, and most of that village dying. the lone hedgehog breaks down and says some things at a gathering. A nearby military investigator recognizes a faint accent and starts a military investigation, whereupon they realize they have no records of these hedgehogs. And if the story is true, that's an international incident where they are at fault, so they send them to some allied islands/coastal country to hold them while they figure it out.

I was reading the plot of Barakamon (came across my dash) and remembering the old series Useless Ponko while thinking of this, so peaceful village life, except instead of calligraphy it will be the hedgehog learning that not everything has to be bad, and they are not some sort of representation of the child from Omelas. Except these islanders speak a similar dialect/language to the mountain people, so they start learning that to fit in.

Planning some romance and eventual marriage with the locals, and harassing officials from the mainland who want everyone to have special IDs but don't even speak the local language. So maybe a bit of a dark story going into humor later on.

Unfortunately, some other people have posted ideas about suspected spies being arrested, as well as the idea of 'mountain languages' that military investigators do not like, so I may have to alter or drop that idea.

However, this idea for a plot originally came from when I watched the new Murder on the Orient Express and then played TMOSTH right after. It consisted of a drunk Flower Hill hedgehog despairing over being accidentally conscripted years ago to the bartender, and the story making it back to everyone on the train, becoming a key part of the investigation. Was not sure why a group of Flower Hill soldiers are on this train.

In this version, I had two ideas. She was either a laboratory scientist, and willingly sneaks off with a group of soldiers from the weasel army who would stand to gain a life changing amount of reward money for acquiring a scientist like that, or joins an idol/performance group/the private investigator Poirot character of some kind where they have to wear a disguise. Adventures happen while avoiding secret scouts and investigative agents from Flower Hill looking for deserters and weasel army looking for soldiers.

Random Short Stories Collection: Small stories, shorter than the ermine and hyenas

I have some one shot ideas. Very short stories, maybe rewrites of other chapters where things go differently but not enough to change the plot.

Whatever loose ends I miss in Lily Bell in the Thorn Thicket, because wow do I have quite a bit to clean up

Earlier or different rescue in Lily Bell in the Thorn Thicket

More fluff scenes

Actual Scooby-Doo-esque shenanigans with Commander Jogjebi in the background

A tufted ground squirrel scientist visits Flower Hill with a hyena bodyguard. Turns out the roles are the opposite

'Nope' parody, but I don't know if I want it to be a Weasel Army weapon or not

Jinro the Jindo dog is probably going to drift in and out of stories, making delicious food and then get everyone drunk on his special soju so he can escape being conscripted as a cook.

Names for non canon characters:

I'm just having fun with these AUs. I'll think up some names as I go along, although I will probably have to hunt down other AUs and old fanfictions (there's years old stories on here including Hanahaki fics) from across the internet to look for OC names, because I don't want to use a name someone else has already used. Unless it fits really really well and is generic enough.

Really kind of liking the idea of naming characters after trees and flowers, but I'll have to rewatch the show again to make sure I fully understand Flower Hill naming conventions. Also I think I love the name Nunsong (or Nunsongi) from a visual perspective.

#squirrel and hedgehog #lily bell in the thorn thicket #I got a taste of writing and decided I liked it #I think it's getting out of hand though I may need to slow down #yeah the other AUs after the episode 32 AU are going to be pretty self indulgent but still close to canon as I can make it #except maybe the mistaken identity AU #I like writing close to canon it is fun for some reason #sah #screaming into the void #cage of eden #no sir no relic magic here just the improbable science that fascinates and annoys Dr. Huiniogiebi #love me some sturgeons I want to study them #If an idea comes from a book or movie I will mention it in the comments of the chapter #otherwise it is mostly stuff I just think up at random and see if I can integrate #wow this is long sorry about that

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sonic-wildfire · 1 year

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Breathe In, Breathe Out

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles "Tails" Prower

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Nightmares, Dreams and Nightmares, Drowning, One Shot

Summary: Sonic has a particularly bad nightmare. Tails fears the worst.

Notes: Inspired by fanart from @sonicattos. Special thanks to @file-004-tw1xy and @deadnightguard for beta reading and providing feedback!

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Sinking.

The first thing Sonic felt was that he was sinking. He wasn’t sure how long he had been out or how he got here. His surroundings — the ones he could hear, anyway — gave him no clues either; aside from a droning, soft rumble, it was silent. The ambience was almost soothing in a weird way, like it was trying to lull Sonic back to sleep.

The blue hedgehog gradually collected himself. It was already clear to Sonic that he was completely out of his element. His limbs felt as though each weighed as much as a truck. An uneasy tightness in his chest stalked his conscience.

Sonic’s head was pounding, a dull ache encompassing it. This wouldn’t be the first time he’d have to deal with a sore noggin.

But an empty feeling in the pit of his stomach told him something was out of the ordinary. Something felt… out of place?

No. Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

Sonic eventually mustered the strength to slowly open his eyes. As he did so, his vision blurred and his eyes began to sting. The tightness in his chest slowly but steadily grew.

He tentatively looked around, as if expecting to see a friend beside him.

When Sonic looked up, the sky sported an oddly light blue appearance and no clouds or sun in sight.

The hedgehog gazed downward. An ultramarine abyss gazed back at him.

What he saw was no sky at all.

Sonic’s pupils suddenly dilated. The tightness in his chest evolved into a burning sensation of the lungs. It was only now he realized he had been holding his breath the entire time.

In a flash, his limbs came to life as he began violently convulsing, the hero kicking and clawing ferociously in a desperate attempt to push himself upward. Speedy as the blue hedgehog typically was, his movements were uncharacteristically sluggish. His thrashing did him no good, only pulling him farther down.

If only he knew how to swim.

The depths slowly crushed Sonic as he descended toward the void. The frigid water assaulted each and every one of his senses. The azure hero’s movements became even more erratic as he began to tire from his fruitless exertion. His lungs were on fire and his ears all but ruptured from the extreme pressure.

Even still, Sonic held his breath. There was no way now that Sonic would be able to reach the surface for precious air. His head was about to cave in, and the burning in his chest had become unbearable.

Sonic was determined to keep fighting towards the surface, whichever direction that was; in his panic, he had disoriented himself in the deep blue.

He knew he couldn’t give up now. Giving up was anathema to him. As far as he was concerned, it simply wasn’t an option.

But the hedgehog’s body finally betrayed him. Sonic unconsciously forced himself to draw a breath, only for water to begin flooding his airway. Precious air bubbles escaped his maw and rose to the shallows as the hero frantically made a last-ditch effort to rise, but to no avail.

For the first time in a long time, Sonic felt something he had stared down over and over again: fear.

Fear was nearly incomprehensible to the blue hedgehog. He’s flirted with death countless times. He’s fought gods and wretched beasts. He’s braved the vacuum of space and the bending of time.

And yet, it was water — the one thing necessary to sustain life — Sonic was truly afraid of.

“Some hero I am…” he thought to himself.

After a minute, a wave of calm suddenly overtook Sonic.

He stopped struggling. His muscles relaxed.

The blue blur — and all he was made of — came to a standstill.

As darkness slowly consumed his vision, Sonic’s life flashed before his eyes. Or, rather, it faded in and out with snapshots of the past.

Memories long gone. Moments forever frozen in time.

His greatest triumphs. His poignant failures.

“Sonic…”

A life full of unimaginable accomplishment, adversity, and aspiration.

Maybe… just maybe…

“Sonic!”

Was this where he belonged?

“Sonic! Wake up!”

Gasp!

The hedgehog bolted upright, hyperventilating. Tears welled in the corners of his eyes as he heaved for a precious breath of air.

Air.

Sonic, as it turned out, was back in his bedroom. Beside him, Tails – the hedgehog’s closest companion – lay on his stomach, tears streaming down his face.

“Sonic! Are you okay?!” Tails asked, his voice shaking.

Sonic replied between gulps of air, “Huh…? What happened?”

“You… you were crying…”

“I’m not…” Sonic began to answer.

“And then you… I don’t know what happened...” Tails fell forward and embraced Sonic, his head burrowed into his shoulder. “You just stopped breathing… I… I thought you were…”

Sonic’s expression softened as Tails stuttered.

Was he truly dying in his sleep the entire time? Was Tails only thinking so?

Tails choked out between sobs, “I didn’t know what to do… I was so scared…” His voice trailed off as the twin-tailed fox wept harder, his body shivering violently and his fur standing on end.

The hedgehog wasn’t sure how to react. He always had a tendency to put the well-being of others over himself. But seeing Tails so upset made him have second thoughts.

“I’m… I’m okay, Tails,” he lied. “I just… had a bad dream. That’s all.”

Sonic propped himself up gently so that his upper body laid upright, softly stroking Tails’ fur as he did so.

“How is all of that okay?!” Tails asked with a harsh whisper, as if he wasn’t sure whether to murmur or shout. “What was it, anyway?”

Sonic paused for a moment. The two had been through so much together and grown so close, but even then Sonic still kept his problems and insecurities to himself. It was one of the very few things Tails resented about him.

“I don’t remember anymore,” Sonic lied again. “It’s okay, Tails.”

A wordless stare met the hedgehog. Sonic averted his gaze momentarily.

“I’m here. I’m safe.”

Sonic softly wiped away Tails’ tears the best he could, giving him a faint and reassuring smile. He wrapped his arms around the fox and cradled him gently.

Sonic continued to slowly stroke Tails’ fur. “Just take some deep breaths…”

Tails did as he was told, still frightened by the hedgehog’s near-death experience.

“I don’t want you to leave, Sonic,” timidly whimpered Tails.

“Don’t worry, buddy. I’m not going anywhere.”

The two remained silent after that. Tails eventually drifted off to sleep, still safe and sound in the blue hero’s arms.

Sonic simply stared out the bedside window, waiting for dawn.

He had enough sleep for one night.

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[BONUS CHAPTER] Battle Time!: Part 2

[WARNING: Stupid fight ahead.]

Vui...Vui...Vui...

*SPINNNNN!* *CRASH!*

VUI!?

ꁅꊿ꒐ꃔꁅ ꈜꊿꂵꑀꅐꁝꑀꌅꑀ?

*POW!*

VUI! Veeveeveevee! VEE!

...

*Lune is attacked by Monoshadō, who knocks it backwards. Then, Lune leaps back and tries to hit him with a Buzzy Buzz, but it fails to strike.

ꃔꊿꋖ ꁅꊿꊿꀷ ꑀꃔꊿꌈꁅꁝ!

VUI! Vui...! VUI!

ꊿꊿꊯ!

*Monoshadō hits Lune with a Spin Dash, which sends the pup flying and crashing to the ground. However, Lune recovers fast and charges at Monoshadō with a barrage of Sizzly Slide blows, flying past him multiple times before colliding with him squarely. Monoshadō cringes as his fur is singed.

VUIIII!

ꁅꌅꁅꁝ!

VUI!

ꌅꁲꁲꁅꁅꁝ!

VUI? VUIIII!

*Lune follows her attack by by lunging back into the air and using her hind legs to give Monoshadō a hard kick to the face. Then, as she goes after Monoshadō biting down on his tail attempting to throw him up in the air, he swiftly grabs hold of her tail and does the same, preventing her from throwing him upward.

ꏳꁝꁲꊿꈜ ꈜꉣꑀꁲꌅ!

Vui!? VUIIII!

*CRAAASSSH!* *Sizzle!*

*But before Lune can hit the ground, Monoshadō attacks her with his Chaos Spear move. Lune responds with an Electric Buzzy Buzz blast and the two moves collide.

VUI....! EEVEEEE!

ꁅꌅꁲꁲꁅꁅꁝ! ꁅꁲꁲꁅꁅꁅꁝ!

*SPINNNNN!*

Vuihihihi!

*Monoshadō is overpowered by Lune's blast, knocking it backwards as Lune lands on her feet and instantly follows it up with a Sparkly Swirl. The pink tornado hurts Monoshadō, but he just keeps going and throws another Spin Dash at Lune. Lune charges at it as well, but she manages to evade the attack by performing a barrel roll in midair.

VUIIII!

ꁝꌈꁝ!? ꁅꁲꁲꁅꁝ!

*POP!* *POP!* *POP!* *POP!* *POP!*

Veeheehee!

*Monoshadō halts his roll and turns to face Lune once more, only to be struck in the face by a Bouncy Bubble. Lune snickers.

ꁝꌈꌈꌅꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁅꁅꁝ!

VUI!?

*Monoshadō interrupts Lune's moment of victory as she leaps back up and charges forward at her with lightning speed and a ton of energy!

ꏳꁝꁲꊿꊿꊿꊿꈜ! ꃳꌈꌈꌈꌈꌈꌈꌅꈜꋖ!

Vui...VUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!

*Monoshadō explodes with that stored energy as he unleashes a Chaos Burst, consuming the lab area around him and disintegrating it! Realizing she's in danger, Lune's only choice is to counter with a Glitzy Glow, sending out her own burst of energy and clashing the two attacks together, resulting in crackling energy to burst off both parties!

ꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁲꁅꁅꁅꁝꁝꁝꁝ!!

VUIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!?

*Both sides firmly keep their attacks going as much as possible, but unfortunately, Lune loses the struggle. The Chaos Burst envelops her, and while not killing her outright, sends her flying back into the wall, leaving an indentation from where she landed, before she collapses back. While she's pained, Monoshadō lands on the ground softly, clutching his head...

ꀷꁲꁲꁅꁝ!

EE-!

*SMACK!*

VUI-!?

*The ferocious bioengineered hedgehog attacks Lune, and she only just manages to recover, stand up, and roll away. Then Monoshadō side kicks Lune, causing Chaos energy projectiles to fly everywhere and sending the Eevee hurtling along the ground!

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