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magicdefendorwolf · 1 year

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Can I request for; Jing Yuan, Yanqing and Gepard falling asleep with their partners only to wake up to an empty house not knowing the partner is just out for groceries?

Where were you?

Characters:Jing Yuan,Yanqing and Gepard x reader(separate)

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Jing Yuan

The last thing he remembers was falling asleep on the couch with you all cuddled up in his arms

So why couldnt he find you when he woke up???

I mean he woke up alone and assumed you must be somewhere in the house but nope

He searched the whole house and called your name but no response

But he wasnt panicked since there were no signs of someone breaking in,he would've heard them and woke up

So he looked around the house again,nothing once again

So,okay,maybe he's panicking just a tiny bit

If you left somewhere you would've told him in some way right?

But then he heard the front door open along with some shuffling so he rushed there to find you standing in the doorway

He asked where you had been and if you were alright scanning your body for any harm,but all he found was some groceries that you had set down beside you while you were taking off your shoes

And thats when it clicked to him that you just were out for groceries

He asked you why you didnt tell him or leave any notes

"Sorry,i didnt think you'd wake up by the time i returned." You replied with a small smile while rubbing the nape of your neck

He sighed and started helping with groceries while telling you to leave a note or something next time

Yanqing

He had finally settled down to sleep with you curled up next to him

And finally he was waking up,he had such a good sleep,but when he sat up you were nowhere to be found,so he did the next logical thing and assumed you were around the house somewhere

So he went looking for you

Well obviously he was unable to find you,and he was doumbfounded by it

Like you had fallen asleep with him just awhile ago,and now you werent in the house??

Okay now he was definetly letting his fears get the worst of him

He was running around the house like he was sonic or something searching for you

He had already checked every single room and place you could be in two times

Welp time to check a third time

While he was in the middle of searching for the third time he heard the front door opening and slowly made his way there only to find you placing some groceries on the counter

"Wait you went out to get groceries and didnt even tell me?! I was starting to seriously worry!" He said with a pout while he approached you

"Huh? What do you mean? I left you a note." You said confused

"Wait! Really?? Where?" He asked and you'd point to the place you left a note telling him you went to the store

In all of his running around he hadnt seen that note?! But how???

Well it'll remain a mystery

Gepard

He fell asleep without wanting to,he just wantef to cuddle with you and talk about your day,but nope,he fell asleep

And when he woke up it was hard not to notice the empty space beside him

Okay he's instantly alarmed,like the first thing that he's feeling is worry,but then he calms down and goes searching for you

When he doesnt find you anywhere his worry increases

He'd check the whole house while calling your name

He may aswell have a heart attack from worry,the only thing calming him down is seeing that no one has broken into the house

And then he hears the front door creak open

He goes to check it out carefully but the moment he turns the corner and sees you at the door with groceries he immediately calms down

He just goes up to you and hugs you

You're confused because all you did was get groceries

But with him being the head of the silvermane guards he's worries someone might do something to you to get to him

Even if there may be few people who would actually do that he's still worried over the possibility

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Thank you for your request and i hope you enjoy!

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mind-empty-just-fictional-people · 9 months

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Hello I absolutely love your writing! I wanted to ask if I could request a Soldier Boy imagine? Specifically one where the reader is Black Canary. She’s an incredible fighter, has her loud ear piercing sonic scream & the bad ass bodysuit with the fishnet tights! He’s basically smitten & wants to go out with her. Although she hesitates for sometime because of his reputation he manages to convince her. But we also see him admiring her when she’s working out/training and when she’s saving people/being a hero. Thank you💕

A Compliment A Day

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pairing: soldier boy x black canary!reader (female supe)

summary: soldier boy gives black canary a genuine compliment each day to show her he’s capable of being a good person

rating: R for language

word count: 1.6k

warnings: soldier boy (he’s a warning for this one, but he does get better), language, workplace harassment (?), i think that’s everything

timeline: set in an au a few years after season 3

author’s note: anon thank you for requesting!! i’m hoping this is what you were looking for! 🫶

It had been years since Vought came crashing down and Neumann was put behind bars. Supe Affairs had been running smoothly, and from the ashes of Vought arose a group of Supe’s who called themselves ‘Avengers of Justice’.

They were determined to keep their fellow Supe’s in line before S.A. could take them god knows where, as well as keep the average citizens safe.

You were the informal leader of this small group. Mainly because it had been your idea in the first place, but also because no one dared go against you. Everyone knew you were holding back your full potential when it came to your powers. The last time you used them almost at full blast, was when you single handedly destroyed Vought Tower. One screech and the empty building collapsed; also temporarily damaging everyone’s eardrums in a two mile radius. (The damage only lasted a couple days, and reports showed that a few people even had better hearing afterwards.)

You were also the leader because you had saved most of the Supe’s who followed your commands.

Soldier Boy was one of them. When you learned he’d been put back under you were determined to get him back. And you did. You managed to free him and get him the hell away from the Feds before anyone realized you were in the building.

He was incredibly grateful, and at first he showed it in the most inappropriate ways.

For example, the first thing he said to you when he woke up and you were saving him was, “Wow, you’ve got great tits, miss.” You slapped him in the face before you both fled.

You didn’t stand for about half the things he said. You kicked his ass several times before he fully understood why you got so offended by the comments.

“Thank you for saving me all those weeks ago, Tweety Bird,” was the first non-sexist, nice thing he said to you. Although, the nickname made you want to scream and break his eardrums.

“No problem Army Man,” you replied with a forced smile.

He’d never admit it, but he genuinely liked how tough you were. How you didn’t let him get away with anything; his dirty dishes in the sink, his dirty socks in the living room, and many more everyday things that he never used to worry about.

But you kinda annoyed him too. To him, he was The Man of the house (well, old clock tower apartment, turned watchtower for Supe’s who worked with you) and you were supposed to respect him. You were a woman, it was your job to make him dinner, not the other way around!

The first time he said these misogynistic thoughts out loud every single Supe at the base looked at him like he had three fucking heads. You were pissed as fuck and demoted him to clean-up duty for two weeks. Suddenly his dirty dishes in the sink came back to haunt him.

He shut his mouth after that.

“Canary, we’ve got a live one!” one of your Supe’s informed you as you walked into the apartment. “Campbell down at Supe Affairs is claiming the Supe killed these people on purpose, we beg to differ.” You hit play on the video in front of you.

“Well that clearly wasn’t his fault!” you scoffed, watching as the Supe seemed to emit a force from himself but looked terrified at the outcome. “I’ll call Hughie and sort this out. Is the Supe already in custody?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Soldier Boy said. “I called the cum guzzler and he insisted that this Supe had malicious intent.”

“Please tell me you did not call the head of Supe Affairs and call him that?” you groaned. Soldier Boy just grinned. “God damn it Soldier Boy! Now I have to call the bastard and grovel.”

“Sorry,” he piped, suddenly feeling very embarrassed. “It kinda just… came out.”

“Well, you live and you learn.” You shrugged then eyed him. “Well, you live anyway.”

“Hey! I’d like to think I’ve learned quite a lot given the fact I was raised in the fucking thirties! I’ve been working with you for two-and-a-half years now and it’s been how many months since I called you a bitch?”

“Check the whiteboard, Soldier Boy, it’s been two weeks since you last hit on me.”

“I still think singling me out with ‘Days Since Last Soldier Boy Incident’ is a form of discrimination.”

“It’s not when you’ve personally insulted every single one of your co-workers,” you laughed.

“Insulted?” Soldier Boy furrowed his brows, seeming somewhat hurt. You picked up on that and decided to drop the conversation.

“Look, just listen in when I call Hughie and learn how I talk to him without pointing out the fact I could break his spine, okay?”

“Okay,” Soldier Boy huffed.

You were lifting weights in the gym room (a section of the “apartment” converted into a makeshift gym) when Soldier Boy came in to join you.

“Hey, did you mean what you said earlier?” he asked. You put the weights down and looked at him, silently asking what he meant. “When I try to compliment you… does it actually sound like an insult?”

“Soldier Boy, the last time you ‘complimented’ me, you said that my fishnet tights made me look fuckable. That is not a compliment.”

“Yeah it is! I’m saying they make you look good!”

“Alright, I’m gonna do you and every woman you come in contact with in the future, a huge favor. If you really like someone, try complimenting something other than their looks. For example, tell them you like their sense of humor, or their taste in music. Do not go up to a co-worker and say they look fuckable.”

“So, instead of saying what I’m thinking right now about your gym clothes, I should say that I think it’s incredible you can bench over two-hundred pounds even though strength isn’t really your superpower?”

“Yes! Thank you, Soldier Boy.” You smiled a little.

“Well, then get used to hearing really specific compliments from now on, Tweety, because you asked for it.” He smirked then left the room.

“It’s Black Canary, Army Man!” you called out to him.

True to his word, Soldier Boy complimented you on literally everything but your looks the next few weeks. He made sure to give you (at least) one genuine compliment each day in hopes you’d see him as more than a barely tolerable co-worker.

One you really enjoyed hearing was; “I like how you can keep a couple dozen Supe’s under the same roof without them killing each other. I think that really says something about what a great leader you are.”

He said that after two Supe’s had fought each other over breakfast cereal and you managed to calm them both down. At first you thought he was being sarcastic but when you looked at him, you realized he was completely serious.

Another one that stuck out was; “This may be ironic, given the fact you could deafen anyone you come in contact with, but you are an incredible listener, Tweety Bird. You’re really easy to talk to and you give great advice.”

The nickname was growing on you.

But your absolute favorite and the one that made you swoon (you would never admit it though) was when you and Soldier Boy had been too late to a crime scene to save a handful of hostages. The two of you were seated on the roof of a building nearby; you had tears running down your face and he looked at you with such compassion.

“I know it might not seem like it right now,” Soldier Boy started, reaching out to touch your hand gently. “But you are an incredible person and you do not deserve everything you’re putting yourself through right now. You are strong as fuck and what happened here was not your fault. You’re a fucking hero, Tweety Bird, and I love that about you. But you’re human too and I love that even more.”

You slowly turned your head to look at him, tears still clouding your eyes.

“Thank you, Soldier Boy,” you whispered. “I know I usually don’t take your compliments very well but seriously, Army Man, thank you.”

“Anytime.” He smiled, not looking away from you. “Can I say one thing about your looks right now?”

“Sure, I think you’ve earned it given the fact you’ve gone three weeks without saying anything,” you laughed a little.

“Your dark eye makeup is running like crazy right now-”

“Wow, way to kick me when I’m down!”

“You didn’t let me finish! It’s running like crazy but you still look so fuckin’ pretty.” He smiled wider when you nodded in acceptance. He stared down at your lips as you smiled.

“If you’re thinking about kissing me-”

“Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna try anything, I know I’m about one wrong word away from my ears bleeding.”

“Well, I was gonna say go ahead and kiss me but-” He cut you off again but this time with a kiss to your lips. “Wow you’re good at that,” you mumbled when he pulled away after a moment. “I think I understand your cockiness now.”

“I’d love to take the credit, but that was definitely all you, Tweety.”

“Maybe we just have perfect chemistry,” you whispered and leaned in for another kiss.

“Guess we won’t know without a few more experiments, huh?” He kissed you a third time.

“I’m free all night, Army Man.”

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denaliwrites · 7 months

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When the Crypt Doors Creak

Tenth Doctor x GN!Reader

Summary: The Doctor takes you to the most popular haunted house attraction on Earth after finding out your favorite holiday is Halloween. Turns out he might have ulterior motives for the trip, though.

Soundtrack: Grim Grinning Ghosts by Creature Feature

Requests: Open!

Warnings: Jumpscares, Canon-Typical Peril.

A skeleton dropped from the ceiling, its cheap plastic teeth chittering mockingly when you let out a bleat of terror. The Doctor shot you an amused look, apparently unfazed.

"Does nothing frighten you?" you asked, stepping around the skeleton with a miffed whine.

"Oh, plenty frightens me," he sighed, sidestepping a haphazardly placed dummy meant to look like a bloody corpse.

"Like what?" You startled at the sound of a mournful howl echoing around you. Eyes shot to the Doctor for comfort, but instead found him giving you a shit-eating grin.

"Nothing that can be found in a haunted house on Earth in the year 2375," he assured you.

The two of you rounded a corner. Immediately you yelped, confronted by a giant robot with round, hollow black eyes. Somehow, that seemed even creepier than glowing electric eyes.

The Doctor stopped beside you, staring up at the robot with a perplexed expression. "I stand corrected," he said after a moment. "So that's what the TARDIS scanners were picking up."

"What, this thing frightens you?" you asked in disbelief, though internally you admitted that it frightened you too... You were unsure why. You were so busy thinking about it that you missed that he hadn't actually brought you here for a fun outing.

The Doctor pulled out his sonic and gave the robot a quick scan. "Well, at least it's dormant," he said to himself as he read the scan. "But this is wrong. You shouldn't be here..."

"What is it?" you asked, blinking up at the thing.

"Nothing you need to worry about right this second," he tried to reassure you, his hands guiding you by the waist away from the robot.

You continued through the haunted house, but you could tell from that moment that the Doctor's mind was elsewhere. You tried to catch his attention a couple times, but he was fully engrossed in his thoughts. And, occasionally, his sonic scans.

Around another bend, you came across a different robot. This one was much cuter upon first glance, but something about it drove you to stand far away. The Doctor, however, approached without hesitation and did another scan.

"This is all wrong," he sighed, turning to look around the room. It was dark, and at least you were having trouble making anything out other than the dummy ahead of you. "Where are they getting these things?"

You edged the room, trying to keep as far from the thing as you could. "Doctor, I want to leave," you moaned, hands desperately searching the dark wall behind you for an exit.

He didn't seem to hear you, continuing to scan and talk to himself. The last thing you saw before accidentally falling through an exit door was the doctor scratching the back of his head, and the last thing you heard was him saying, "You shouldn't be here."

You weren't sure how long you fell, or when you landed. You'd gone unconscious at some point. All you knew was just that you woke up in some sort of cell.

"Hello?" you called out, rattling the bars in various locations in the hope that they might give. You were disappointed to find that they were pretty solidly in place.

"Hello?" you tried again.

This time, you were answered by footsteps that echoed across the walls as they got closer. "Ah, you're awake," a displaced voice said, and you got the distinct impression that whoever had spoken was not a particularly nice individual.

Though, maybe the whole "being locked in a cell" thing should've given that away.

"I was wondering when the hypnosis would wear off." With that, the source of the voice stepped into view. You were surprised to see that it was just an ordinary guy -- well, a rich guy, going by the fancy suit he wore and the way he was immaculately groomed, but. Otherwise, perfectly ordinary.

"Hypnosis?" you asked, trying to think back to when that could've possibly happened.

"Yeah. Nothing particularly strong or damaging. Needed to get you from Point A to Point B and you were... well. Uncooperative."

It was then you noticed a fresh cut on his lip. Nice.

"Well, I'd say sorry," you started, your voice mocking, "but I'm pretty sure kidnapping is a little higher on the list than punching the guy trying to kidnap you, as far as grievances go."

"Mm," was all he offered by way of response, starting to pace.

"What am I doing here, anyway?"

"Oh, yes, let me just tell you my whole grand plan so that you can formulate some clever way to stop it."

Ouch. Okay. He had you there.

"Don't know what kind of idiots you've been dealing with, but I'm not falling for that bullshit."

"Oh, I wouldn't call it bullshit," the Doctor's voice came suddenly from somewhere to your left. You turned, but he was nowhere to be seen. "Curious, this one," he continued, referring to you. "Asks all sorts of great questions."

"You call that a great question?"

"Well, give it a minute. The hypnosis is probably still wearing off."

"Uh, Doctor, where are you?" you asked, as if you hadn't just been insulted by one man and complimented by another.

"See, that's a good question. Where am I?"

"You're the one that's supposed to answer that, Doctor," you sighed, eyes still scanning around trying to find him.

"See, the thing is," the Doctor started, and you heard the sound of a switch flipping. "That Cyberman, and that Dalek. They're just dormant. Not dead."

You had no idea where this was going, but by the look on the face of your captor, you knew that he knew exactly where the Doctor was and what he was doing.

"And, well. All dormant things wake up eventually, don't they? Hmm, I wonder what this button does."

The sound of an alarm filled the room, and a robotic voice began instructing patrons to evacuate the building.

"Well, at least you had the decency to give them a chance to get out. Couldn't afford the lawsuits?" the Doctor asked, something in his voice rather cruel.

You looked to your captor, almost laughing at the panic on his face.

"Now, you managed to capture a Dalek and a Cyberman and who knows what else is in the parts of that maze we didn't see. What do you think they'll do, now that I've turned off the machine keeping them under? I wonder..."

The man made to leave, but the Doctor stopped him with a tut. "Let my friend go, Jeremy."

Jeremy (apparently) hesitated, then threw the cell key to you and ran for the exit.

"Oh, good enough, I suppose," the Doctor sighed.

You let yourself out of the cell and turned towards the exit "Jeremy" had run through.

"Ah-ah," the Doctor chided gently. "Not that way."

"Why not?" you asked the air around you, looking around for any other way out. There was none.

"That's where all the monsters are gonna be."

Oh, right.

"Then where am I supposed to go?"

You heard him make that weird sound that came from the back of his throat. "Well. The TARDIS, obviously."

"The TARDIS isn't here, Doctor."

"Sure she is. Look in the loo."

You blinked stupidly for a moment, then turned and, indeed, found a restroom sign. Stepping through the door, you were met with the beautiful deep blue wood of the Doctor's ship.

"Have you been in here the whole time?" you asked the open air.

"Come in and find out, won't you?"

You stepped inside to see the Doctor smiling at you from the console. You ran to him and threw your arms around him. He hugged you back, holding on tight as he buried his face in your hair.

"I'm glad you're okay," he murmured, placing a kiss to your temple.

You pulled away from him, softly clearing your throat. "Shouldn't we help Jeremy? Or, at least, get rid of all those 'monsters.'"

"There's no helping Jeremy now," the Doctor sighed. "And all those monsters will self-destruct or go live out the rest of their lives in solitude once they realize they're all alone."

"That's... sad. Shouldn't we take them back to where they belong?"

The Doctor looked contemplative and sad for a moment. "No."

You wanted to press him on that, but something told you not to. Something about the haunted expression on his face.

"... Can we go to a normal haunted house?" you asked instead. "One in my time."

"You wanna do that again?" he asked with a stunned laugh. "You were terrified the whole time!"

"Doctor, that's the point!"

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son1c · 1 year

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falling stars bonus chapter cuz it's been on my mind all day

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Sonic spent the first 5 seconds after he woke up blissfully unaware that anything was wrong. When 6 seconds rolled around, however, he started to get the feeling that maybe something was a little weird about his current situation. It was the pillow that gave it away–the thing was just too darn fluffy. It was unnatural. And by the time 7 seconds passed, he cracked his eyes open, and was greeted by a familiar room that did nothing but confirm his suspicions.

It was the hospital room from before. The simple fact that he recognized it was part of the problem. Because he had spent all of yesterday not recognizing anything, and he was kind of hoping it was just a bad dream. So, now that he had woken up and wasn’t magically transported to a world where he didn’t have amnesia…

Well, it was a little undeniable.

But whatever. He could put that on the back burner for now, because there was one more thing that was bugging him. And this one was a bit more urgent than the whole “I can’t remember who I am” thing. And it was that, aside from himself, the room was empty.

He might have a faulty memory, but if there was one thing he was positive about, it was that he hadn’t been alone when he’d fallen asleep this morning.

So that begged the question: where was Stripes?

With a not unsubstantial amount of effort, Sonic sat up. Then, he noticed a pair of gloves folded neatly at the bottom of the bed. They were light blue, and sitting within arm’s reach on top of the thin sheet he was covered with. Wait, he didn’t remember crawling under the covers–

Sonic shook his head. Just add it to the list of things he didn’t remember, and move on, he thought.

After he grabbed the gloves, he put them on. The light blue felt… different… but it was nice to cover up some of the bandages, at least. So, he didn’t mind too much.

His broken leg ached horribly, so he tried to be as mindful of it as possible when he scooched forward. He got as far as the bottom end of the bed before stopping, both of his legs now hanging down over the edge. From there, he leaned forward, peeking around the corner and toward the door. It was still closed. Okay. He looked the other way, toward the window. It was still open. Hmm.

With a frown, Sonic sat back. He thought about how, unlike himself, Shadow was able to move around without any issues. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. Even with all the craziness earlier, Sonic had still noticed the other hedgehog’s slight limp. But still, he was in way better shape than Sonic was currently. So, if he wanted to…

If he wanted to…

Sonic stared out the open window.

A slight rattling noise suddenly caught his attention. The sound was coming from above, and when Sonic looked up, he saw the bolts holding the air vent to the wall slowly becoming unscrewed. Before the metal cover could fall to the floor, however, a gloved hand reached out and snatched it. And then Shadow’s head appeared from inside of the vent, and he looked down at Sonic.

“Oh,” Shadow said. “You’re awake.”

Sonic couldn’t help but grin. “That’s a pretty cool entrance, Stripes.”

Shadow dropped down from the vent. It was only after propping the metal cover up against the wall that he turned back around to face Sonic and said, “The door didn’t seem like a good idea.”

Sonic snorted. “Still cool,” he said. Whatever worries had been coiling in his stomach before were gone now. He was wondering, though… “What made you wanna go all Mission Impossible?”

Shadow glanced at Sonic’s leg. “I was looking for something to help with that,” he said, “that I couldn’t find in here. Those bandages won’t hold up as a support for long. But this should.” He held out something to Sonic, a black brace suited for a Mobian-sized leg.

Sonic started to get excited. As grateful as he was that Shadow had been carrying him around up until this point, he definitely didn’t want to be a hedgehog-shaped tote bag forever. “Good thinking,” he said.

After slipping the brace onto his leg with only a moderate amount of pain, Sonic felt way better about their situation. He hadn’t realized just how miserable having a broken leg was making him until this very moment. Really, it almost made his memory problems seem like a nonissue by comparison.

“How does that feel?” Shadow asked.

“It feels like I could run a marathon,” Sonic replied.

Shadow frowned. “Don’t push your luck, Blue.”

Holding up his hands, Sonic said, “Just kidding. This thing would probably only be good for a half marathon, anyway.”

Shadow’s frown deepened, the joke totally flying over his head. But Sonic didn’t mind. He was just happy to have some of his freedom of motion back. With a sparkle in his eyes, Sonic asked, “Will you spot me? I wanna try to stand.”

Shadow started to say, “This is no time to be reckless,” but was cut off mid sentence by Sonic.

��Pleeeaaase?”

Scowling, Shadow averted his eyes from Sonic’s puppy dog face. “It’s your decision,” Shadow said, knowing that if he didn’t agree, Sonic would probably just do it anyway. “Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Sonic beamed when Shadow held out his hand. He took it eagerly, pulling himself up onto his feet as quickly as he dared. He put most of his weight onto his good leg, so the twinge in his bad one was kept to a minimum.

“Satisfied?” Shadow asked.

But Sonic wasn’t. Not yet. He dared to take a step forward, and the brace clacked against the hard linoleum floor when he did so. Now all he had to do was put his weight on it, and he would’ve taken his first real step since waking up in that crater yesterday.

Sonic knew it was going to hurt. But he didn’t care, and after he took that one, small, painful step, all he could do was beam.

“Yeah,” Sonic said, giving Shadow’s hand a squeeze. “Now I am. Thanks.”

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aprocessionofthoughts · 7 months

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Liminality

Ectoberweek 2023 day 26- Students start to go missing. At the same time, the Guys in White go quiet. TW- kidnappings mentioned summary- Amity Parkers have always been strange, especially after the portal. But everything was fine. At least until kids started to go missing.

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Amity had always been strange, and after the portal the young people especially so.

It had started small, some people’s eyes would glow, others would have fangs or pointed ears. But then some had started to develop some low level powers.

The Hanaby twins developed telepathy, but just between themselves. The Rosin girl became able to eat anything without detriment to her body. Her parents discord this when they found their three year old daughter eating gravel in their driveway. There was a kid who glowed. One who had an extra pair of arms, while another grew small horns. And after Pariah Dark where they were all sucked temporarily into the Zone, more powers began to develop in the youth. A boy woke up floating above his bed. A baby was born with an extra pair of arms. Thankfully it was a home birth, and the midwife was an Amity resident. Paulina developed immunity to fire, Dash super strength, Kwan small force fields, Star invisibility, and Mikey basic clairvoyance.

There were a few who were notably more powerful. The Manson girl was said to be able to control plants, and the Foley boy had a form of technomancy.

But the Fentons… The Fenton girl was said to have enhanced empathy and the ability to manipulate emotions along with the power of suggestion. And the Fenton boy had the basic ghost abilities along with a sonic scream. No one had ever heard it, but there were rumors that he had helped Phantom defeat Pariah Dark.

But because of all the ecto-contamination the GIW had been prevalent in Amity. Thankfully, the Fenton adults had finally changed their minds about ghosts when it was their own kids who were now counted as permanently ecto-contaminated. And since the Amity Parkers and their own powers now, and those who didn’t were more than willing to help fight to protect their kids, they were able to drive the GIW out.

The GIW had only been quiet for about a month, before the first kid went missing.

EVeryone had been worried of course, but they hoped that the kid had just gone with friends or was exploring the woods. The child had impenetrable skin, so he should be okay for a while. But when one day turned into two that quickly became a week. The whole town was searching. But there was no trace of the boy. Those with x-ray vision didn’t see him in the woods, and those with psychometry (the ability to discern things by touching an object) couldn’t find anything either.

And then the second child went missing. The town went to the individuals with clairvoyance, but they admitted that they had seen nothing and that their abilities felt blocked. This led to further investigation where it was discovered that most individuals with abilities felt weaker.

There was obviously something wrong. But no one could find any answers. The town was in an uproar. Some families tried to leave, only to find that each time they approached the border they’d forget what they were doing and turn around and go back home.

And kids kept disappearing.

tbc

#Danny phantom #ectoberweek #ectober #ectober 2023 #ectoberweek2023 #ectoberweek 2023 #Danny fenton #liminal amity parkers #amity park #giw #day 26

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Well, it’s my birthday!

I’m officially slap bang in my mid twenties now 😅 but more to the point, that means it’s also my Runner Five’s birthday!

So I thought it would be cute to show you guys what I imagine what my Five received from Sam when she woke up on her birthday that took place during season 6 and some headcanons:

Five woke up alone to this on her birthday ^

The map is shit, I mean there’s no mystery around where she was going or where she needed to stop but she wasn’t going to say anything. She liked how there was no mystery about it and she was 100% going to humour Sam by doing it properly.

The picture did have a comment on the back of ‘the pink thing is a worm’. But Five teared up when she saw the picture.

One of the stops was Runner 8’s statue which is where Five goes to think. She said good morning to the statue on her way round.

Anyway when she got to the comms shack Sam was there with a huge smile and a ginormous pastry spread picnic for breakfast. Five had no idea how he pulled that off since a) pastry isn’t readily available and b) the comms shack is kind of vital (she later learned they’d set up a back up Comms shack from a old van they used on the run from Sigrid)

Then their friends joined (bringing chocolate cake, this is before the chocolate factory got blown up in season 6) and they opened the presents:

Janine got her a Bletchley Park quiz book.

Jodie knitted her a Gryffindor beanie hat

Maxine and Paula got her a few survival bits and bobs, like a first aid kit and the most recent player handbook for DND.

Baby Sara insisted on giving her a teddy with a orange hoodie on it ‘because it reminds her of daddy’ so if Sam was away from Five all she needed to do was hug the bear. Five nearly genuinely cried at that gift. (Baby Sara is probably in her toddler years in season 6 but I imagine its a ‘Gavin and Stacey’ situation where Baby Sara is now a nickname)

Jamie got her a pair of brand new trainers, he’s the kind of England but he he knows what Five really needed.

Amelia unfortunately got her some cosmetics claiming she looked tired all the time which really rubs Five and Sam up the wrong way because of course she looks tired, she’s a runner!

Brett Valmont even sent her a gift which confuses her, he gifted her the eleventh Doctor’s sonic screwdriver that was used in the show. The actual prop (or one of them).

Peter got her the full boxset of Red Dwarf with special features, and I mean all of Red Dwarf up until the apocalypse started.

Veronica made her a real life working K9 model (lasers not included).

Then Five found out how Valmont knew it was her birthday, Sam had been given by him the actual ring that Catherine Tate wore in the Doctor Who episode The Runaway Bride, the bio damper ring. Sam asked whether he could give it to her as a proper engagement ring for her birthday and he’d agreed.

That is Sam’s present…well part of it, he had commissioned Maxine to work on a special module for Demons and Darkness for Five’s birthday!

So they spend the rest of the day eating cake, and playing DND (although Paula had to take Sara out for a while because restless toddler not good and Amelia excuses herself claiming she’s too good for dnd)

Five has a really good, and more importantly stress free day (well as stress free as playing dnd can get)

She couldn’t have asked for better friends to celebrate with.

#zombies run #runner five #runner 5 #sam yao #5am #zr headcanon #it’s my birthday #and my five’s birthday

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jbreenr · 2 years

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⚠ MS MARVEL 106 SPOILERS ⚠

Alright…

I honestly was not expecting much of this episode but since Iman said it was good, I decided to believe it was.

And i was not disappointed. Like, the first thing we see is Kamala's family supporting her, her mom giving her a suit. Ms. Marvel's suit. I'm sorry if I'm emotional.

Nakia calls her asking if she's known something about Bruno, she says no and goes looking for him.

I liked that joke with the red light. Ngl.

Nakia, you're a hero and I love you. How you had everyone showing their id's to DC. Nice.

I also loved that disguise reference with the caps. They only needed a pair of shades and they would be unrecognizable.

Zoe joining them was something I did not expect but liked.

Wait a gOD DAMN MINUTE! Deever was told to back down. She got a call specifically to be told that. And she didn't!! She decided to fully attack kids hiding in a school. She even called the special unit!

I also did not expect Zoe going live for her followers to help, even less having those following actually helping.

I just-- I really liked those sonic weapons DC had.

I hated with all my heart that almost kiss between Kamala and Kamran. I hated that Bruno saw it, realizing he interrupted them.

Dude, when her power made it seem like her body expanded I was so excited.

And her, saving Kamran, buying him time so he could get out of there and to Kareem. Ily girl.

Also, those people running to her to create a wall between her and DC? Yes! We love to see that! Even the cops were in the front line!

And this f-ing agent was called out. Probably fired and I hope reported. I also hate her.

Bruno left this letter? inside a locker. I'm betting it is Kamala's locker and the letter says he's going to Calthec.

Kamala = Kamal = perfect = wonder = MARVEL. “Our little Ms. Marvel.” ajsñdkdñs.

That fRAME!! Just like the poster. Just like the cover. ✨ Art ✨

STOP EVERYTHING, Y'ALL!! THERE'S SOMETHING DIFFERENT IN KAMALA'S GENETICS. I THOUGHT BRUNO WOULD SAY “SOMETHING INHUMAN” BUT HE SAID “A MUTATION” AND IM SIRE I WOKE THE WHOLE BLOCK UP WOTH MY SCREAM.

I know we already had Professor Xavier in MOM, but now, in the 616 of the MCU, we have MUTANTS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.

I don't know if I'm totally okay with that post-credit? Like, I saw people saying Kate Bishop was gonna be there and I let myself believe it.

I also believed with all my heart there were gonna be some Skrulls and I was again disappointed.

But having Carol Danvers in Kamala's room, saying “Oh, no, no, no.” And bursting out of the picture was something I did not expect AT ALL. No what?

Edit: I just remembered one of Kamala's powers is polymorphism so it was not actually Carol in her room. I apologize. Xd

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thelediz · 20 days

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You conveyed Aleena as you described her really well— watching her make the same mistakes again that endangered her country the first time is like watching a train wreck. And if you have a Shadow rant locked and loaded I’d love to hear it lol

You're an enabler and I appreciate you.

I will preface this by saying I'm not really a Shadow fangirl. I like him, but Edgy the Hedgie is not a character I have ever spent long hours trying to crawl into the headspace of. WITH THAT SAID...

The thing I love about Shadow is that he is a character that was explicitly made by artificial means, but is entirely defined by his self-determination. And that, despite all character development and an entire game about it, remains in flux to this day and it is SO COOL as a character conceit.

His whole thing is "This is Who I Am", but the very fact that he needs to decide that and announce it... He is constantly having to question that fact, because he--more than any character in the franchise--does not know if what he is doing is his design or his choice. He IS artificial, but in a world with sentient robots that have emotions, WHAT DOES THAT ACTUALLY MEAN?

In Shadow the Hedgehog (the game), there is ONE easily missed line that confirms he's even the original Shadow - if you don't finish every storyline and the True Ending and hear that one line from Eggman while you're busy trying not to die, there is a lot of doubt that implies the Shadow we know now is just an android clone. And in those other endings, Shadow angsts and dramatises and then carries on anyway, because that does not define him.

And whether he is or not, there's still an awful lot of subtext that implies the original Shadow was designed after the Echidna prophecy of Super Sonic. And when we first meet him in Sonic Adventure 2, he is very much defined by Sonic, even though he's ostensibly unrelated. He had to die lose his memory and find himself to become his own character, and I personally think they played that arc out SO WELL in the games. He is now Shadow, he is separate, he is his own character, with his own family and motivations, but he will never fully escape the fact that he was made to be something else, and can never fulfil that role.

Maria died.

He failed before he even had a chance to try and save her.

So. When I bring Shadow in for the Lost Prince, I am absolutely smacking him with the fact he was made to be an artificial version of a prophecy he wasn't around for. Sonic up and dealt with both Eggman (in the Sonic 3 & Knuckles version of said prophecy) and Chaos (in the Adventure version) before Shadow even woke up.

And that's HORRIBLE. Being reminded that you were made for something, you were made in someone's image, and to then meet that person and realise you never had a chance of being anything like them?

Of COURSE Shadow resents Sonic, even if he kind of likes him, and I could spend another however long this has been talking about their relationship. Sonic is so secure in himself, in his choices. He never questions who or what or why he is. He never feels a need to. He is always confident that what he's doing is right, even when everyone around him is telling him he's wrong. He's so visibly loved by everyone, while Shadow...

Shadow has Rouge. He has Omega. He has Sonic himself, in a strange way. But is that enough?

To me, Shadow is in this constant battle with himself. Whether he's good or evil or right or wrong or whether he serves GUN or if he's making his own choices, or if he's Rouge's friend, or her subordinate, or an alien, or a human, or (in the Lost Prince) a mobian, or nothing at all.

And in this fic, the one constant he has, that he is not Sonic... when Sonic too was supposed to be raised and moulded and built into something almost mechanical... that's been called into question, and... how does one deal with that?

But anyway. Shadow is so complex, and so interesting, and I basically love to poke him.

And it's hilarious that he's going to be voiced by Keanu Reeves, I CANNOT WAIT.

(thank you for giving me excuses to rant)

#it's an ask!#lediz fics #shadow the hedgehog #character study #this is who i am #but is it though?

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sonicxsideblogarchived · 2 years

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sonic is insanely fucking powerful

now, you may think im joking. i am not. i am completely serious as i say this: x!sonic is insanely fucking powerful with no actual fucking explanation.

now you probably want evidence. reasonable. so ill start with what made me realize this in the first place

episode 53.

it's a fine episode to be sure, a great introduction into series 2. but that's not what we're talking about here.

we're talking about the fact that sonic somehow fucking survives falling from space, into the atmosphere and to his world with minimal injuries and zero amnesia whatsoever.

as you most likely know, shadow does something similar although to my knowledge it's unknown if he actually hit earth or got past the atmosphere BUT. let's talk about what we do actually know, is that shadow needed to be put in a fucking rejuvenation tank powered by a CHAOS EMERALD. a CHAOS EMERALD. let me remind you that the chaos emeralds have been described as having limitless power multiple times. i highly doubt eggman would've used a chaos emerald if it wasn't completely necessary. and considering he'd have to had shadow for at least SIX months without him waking up from his coma. yeah. he had very good reason.

and WHEN he woke up he had amnesia, not remembering anything of his life before.

now with that in mind let's go over what injuries sonic actually had.

also let me remind you: before falling from space, sonic had already been fighting dark oak, one of the metarex who notoriously: cannot be damaged by regular means. sonic was in his super form so he was able to do so to an extent this means that most likely not the entirety of his injuries are from falling from space but rather fighting dark oak. you can even see he already has some scratches on his arm.

anyways, how did sonic look when eggman first found him and after eggman patched him up?

[Image Description: Sonic is lying down in the sand. He is notably covered in scratches and looks pained. His eyes are closed and the subtitles read "I don't know what happened, but I can't have you dying in my neighborhood.]

[Image Description: Sonic is asleep, lying down on a white bed with only a white pillow on it. There is a circle around said bed on the floor. End Image Description.]

before eggman patched him up he looked. really fucked up which would be normal. but afterwards. he literally looks completely normal needing ZERO bandages and the only visible injury he still has are the scratches from earlier.

[Image Description: Sonic is in his super form and in space, there are brown things floating around. His arms are stretched out and he has a determined but stressed expression on his face. He has three scratches on his right arm. End Image Description.]

[Image Description: Sonic is lying on a bed. It is from a sideways point of view and his eye is slightly open. He as three scratches on his arm along with four smaller ones above them. End Image Description.]

though he does have a few more smaller scratches beside it but that's not the point. the point is his only physically visible injury seems to be from fighting dark oak rather than you know. falling from space.

what the fuck.

and yes i know multiple characters said they come tell something was wrong after sonic fainted after fighting the metarex but. HE SHOULD BE MORE INJURED THAN THAT REALISTICALLY??????

seriously i am. dumbfounded at this point.

and you may think is this the end of the post. it isn't but we're done talking about this particular moment.

we're going to talk about the time sonic literally bended a tank barrel with his bare hands with no indication it was hard or even that he had to put in any effort to do so (also the fact he seemingly. survived being shot by said tank barrel with no injuries. what the fuck)

for reference this is from episode 42.

we don't actually SEE sonic get shot but considering this:

[Image Description: A slightly smoking crater, in the shape if of a path. End Image Description.]

yeah. im pretty sure we can say it hit him and he didn't just dodge. and he. just didn't get injured??? somehow??

and then yknow. this.

[Image Description: Sonic is on a tank barrel which he has pulled upwards and is continuing to pull at. End Image Description.]

[Image Description: The tank barrel has been twisted into a spiral like shape. Sonic is on the back with one hand on the end of the tank barrel. End Image Description.]

ok but seriously what the actual hell. sonic being incredibly durable we've already gone over but super strength is NOT an ability sonic is supposed to have. and this is pretty much inarguably not a result of his super speed considering he's using his arms here. sir what the actual fuck.

but what truly convinces me xsonic has insane power levels is dark sonic.

that's right.

[Image Description: Sonic in his dark form beneath thick smoke. The subtitles read "Is this what you wanted to see?" End Image Description.]

him.

but you may be wondering, isn't dark sonic a transformation like super sonic how would it- no you're wrong. go read this post and then return

anyways now that's you're done reading that you probably understand.

if dark sonic is just something sonic can do for whatever reason that would mean that his power levels are FAR beyond what we actually get to see. the power to destroy two metarex bots in seconds.. imagine what ELSE he might be capable of.

tldr: xsonic is powerful as shit with literally no goddamn explanation and i want to know why.

#sonic x #sonic the hedgehog #dark sonic

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mama-qwerty · 1 year

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Sonic’s First Birthday

From @spacemulder

Sonic's first birthday with the family? They go to see Cars 3 I insist

(Changed it to the first Cars because I haven’t seen #3 in a while.)

Sonic bounced on the couch, unable to contain his excitement. Sure they’ve had movie nights before, plenty of them, but this one was different. This one wasn’t just a movie night.

It was a birthday movie night.

His birthday movie night.

It was going to be the perfect ending to a perfect day.

He’d never had a birthday before. Oh, he knew what they were, of course. The park was a popular place to hold parties during the summer, so he’d seen a ton of them when he lived on his own. And one of the first things Tom and Maddie asked when he moved in with them was when his birthday was.

He just didn’t actually know the date of his birth. He’d only been around three-ish when he ran through that ring to this world, after all. And the days and months weren’t the same here as they were there, let alone the length of the year. He’d also never seen snow until he’d come here. So there was absolutely no way to know what his actual birthday was.

So he’d simply picked a day that seemed good. June 23rd. He wasn’t sure why he picked that particular day. Seemed nice enough—it was still warm and nice outside, it stayed light until after 9pm, and Tom and Maddie usually took some time off around then to travel. Perfect weather and a chance to spend more time with his two best friends? Seemed a good choice.

And now that day was today. They’d let him sleep as late as he wanted—a rare treat, as they usually try to get him up at stupid o’clock in the morning when they woke. Then they’d taken the day off and the three of them went out for a nice picnic around lunch. After that was a fun game of Laser Tag at Dale’s Funderland. For supper he chose chili-dogs (of course), and afterward, Maddie brought out a big birthday cake with lots of frosting and candy flowers. They’d sung to him, and he had to turn away to hide the tears.

In all his years on this planet, and all the birthday parties he’d secretly watched, he never thought he’d hear his name in that song. Never have it sung to him, while candles flickered on a cake made especially for him.

He could hardly believe how different his life had become in just a few months.

Then had come presents. A phone so they could keep in touch with him while at work, a new pair of running shoes—ones that lit up when he ran, how cool was that?!--and more markers and paper for his budding artist skills. He’d thanked them and shared hugs and high fives, before moving into the living room for his special movie night.

“Ugh, where is he??” Sonic cried, bouncing ever higher in his sugar-fueled excitement. “Speed is right over there, what’s he looking for?”

“Maybe you’d like to try something a little different tonight?” Maddie asked, gently placing a hand on his head to stop the frantic bouncing. “There’s a movie you haven’t seen yet that we think you’ll like.”

Sonic crossed his arms with an exaggerated pout. “It’s my birthday,” he muttered. “Shouldn’t I get to pick?”

“Sure, sweetie,” she said, scratching behind his ear. A shudder ran through him and he dropped his arms, leaning into her. “But can you please just entertain the idea of watching something that isn’t Speed?”

“Hmm?” he hummed, eyes half-lidded. Her nails hit just the right spot behind his ear and he practically tumbled into her lap.

“Found it!” Tom said as he walked into the living room, holding a DVD before him like the Holy Grail. “We have a lot of movies downstairs. How’d we get so many?”

Maddie laughed. “I think they multiply when we’re not looking.”

Tom nodded, a smile curling his lips as he watched Sonic melt under his wife’s fingers. “Wow. Careful he doesn’t wet himself.”

At that, Sonic sat up straight, brushing down the mussed fur behind his ear. He cast Maddie a shy smile, before turning back to Tom.

“You’re just jealous she likes me more,” he said, hopping down and zipping to grab the movie out of Tom’s hand. “Now what movie do you foolishly think I’ll want to watch instead of the perfection that is Speed?” He arched an eyebrow. “Cars?”

“Yep,” Tom said, that crooked smile on his lips. “It’s just like Speed except there’s no Keanu, no bus, no bomb, and all the cars are alive.” He paused. “Oh, and the main character is a race car who likes to go fast.”

Sonic stared at him. “You’re making that up.”

“No, actually,” Tom said, taking the DVD back. “We think you’ll really like it.”

“Ugh, fine,” the hedgehog said, moving back to the couch. “We’ll watch your weird living cars movie. But! When I don’t like it, I get to pick tomorrow’s movie. Which will be Speed. Just so you’re aware.”

“Duly noted.” Tom slid the DVD into the tray, and grabbed the remote on his way to the couch.

Sonic huffed. There was no way this movie was anywhere near as good as Speed.

~X~X~X~

Almost two hours later, and the credits were nearly done. Sonic had made a few jokes at the start of the movie, but grew quiet the more into the story he became. By the end, when Lightning pushed a damaged King across the finish line, the boy’s eyes were wide and shiny.

“Well?” Tom asked, clicking off the DVD player. “Whaddaya think? Pretty awesome, right?”

Sonic sat quiet, his brow slightly furrowed.

“Bud?”

The hedgehog blinked, and turned to him. “He was like me.”

“Yep, but honestly you could probably beat him in a race.”

Sonic shook his head. “No, I mean . . .” His brow furrowed deeper. “He was . . . alone.”

The smile slipped off Tom’s face, and he felt Maddie stiffen beside him. Sonic was still sensitive about his time alone, and the fact that Lightning didn’t have any friends or people who cared about him didn’t even occur to them.

“Oh, honey,” Maddie said, reaching over to rub a knuckle down his muzzle.

“He was alone, but convinced himself he wasn’t,” the boy said, but he leaned into Maddie’s touch. “That . . . I did that. For a long time.”

Maddie moved her hand to take his, and gave it a squeeze. Tom reached over to place a firm hand on the boy’s shoulder.

“He even got scared and caused damage before making friends, like me.”

“And now he has a family who love him,” Maddie said, stroking his quills. “Like you.”

Sonic turned his large green eyes to the two people next to him, and they turned watery as the first tears trickled down his muzzle.

“Happy birthday, Sonic,” Tom said, wiping the tears from the boy’s cheeks.

“We’re so glad you’re here,” Maddie whispered, planting a kiss on his forehead.

Chest hitching, Sonic threw himself forward, wrapping his arms around these people who helped him when he was in danger, took him in when he was alone, and loved him when he needed.

Best. Birthday. Ever.

~~~

Like this? Check out my other snippets. Reblogs are appreciated!

#tumblr prompt #sonic fanfiction #sonic the hedgehog #tom wachowski #maddie wachowski #my writing #my fics #writing snippet

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the-sky-queen · 4 months

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53, 54

53:

Wade had done his best to calm down the distressed hedgehog, and it seemed did a decent job. Though he certainly hadn’t expected the hedgehog to fall asleep during the less-than-a-minute walk to the bathroom. Not wanting him to wake up, Wade opted to set him down on his bed and bring in the supplies from the bathroom to treat him.

Wade wasn’t the best at first aid, but he’d gotten pretty scraped up over the years as a child. He’d managed to pick up on a few things. By the time he was done, the little black hedgehog looked like a little mummy with all his bandages and bandaids. Wade considered waking him up so he could get him something to eat, but after that probably-a-panic-attack, the little guy deserved to get some rest. Instead, Wade took him to the guest bedroom and tucked him into the bed, nice and snug. He made sure to leave a few snacks on the nightstand, just in case the hedgehog woke up hungry in the middle of the night. Wade also left a note, though he had no idea if the boy could read or not.

After all of that, the idea of a movie marathon didn’t seem too appealing anymore. Wade just went to bed, millions of thoughts swirling through his head. There were questions about who this hedgehog was, why he was here, and what had happened to put him in such distress. Wade hoped to talk to him about it in the morning - assuming he didn’t run off.

54: (Immortals, my beloved. :D)

Sonic felt numb. He couldn’t quite comprehend Dr. Alred’s words. Couldn’t . . . save it?

They arrived at Tails’ bed and Dr. Alred said something about letting them talk alone. Sonic didn’t really hear him. His focus was on his brother.

Tails was sitting up in bed. He looked fine, mostly. But there were bandages wrapped around his torso, specifically around his left shoulder . . . where his arm used to be. Now, nothing was there.

The two of them stared at each other in silence for a moment. Sonic didn’t know what to say. What were you supposed to say when someone lost an arm?

“Hi,” Tails finally said.

“Hi,” Sonic said. “I-”

Sonic didn’t even get the chance to speak. All at once, Tails had hopped out of bed and rushed at him with a one-armed hug. After a moment, Sonic returned it, laughing nervously.

#thanks for the ask!#asks #ask game #Sky Queen #Sonic the Hedgehog #Sonic AU #Wade Whipple #Shadow the Hedgehog #Shadow Whipple #Sonic #Miles “Tails” Prower #Dr. Alred #Immortals AU #writing

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cattyanon · 1 year

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Do you got any more Scrapnik Sonic details to share?

Yes actually! I had thought about making a post about something so may as well share it with this ask.

So theres actually a 3rd reason I had kept secret as to why Scrapnik Sonic panics so much upon waking up. But when I thought about it I realized there wasnt much of a point as I planned on just using it in the fic description. So why keep it a secret at that point?

Anyways with that being said... Scrapnik Sonic has a slightly damaged memory drive. It's why he doesn't remember what happened before he woke up. Now I haven't solidified what he last remembers but I know its at least not much of what led up to him being roboticized, if anything at all.

I'm trying to think of which option has more angst potential and I think I'm leaning towards him remembering just a little of the buildup.

On one hand, if he doesn't remember any of the buildup then it'll be much more confusing for him when he wakes up. Cause then the last thing he remembers is just a normal day with Tails so then how the hell did he get wherever he is??

On the other hand, if he does remember a little of the buildup I think he'd be more likely to panic. That's because in this scenario the last thing he'd remember is him and Tails planning to go on an Eggman related mission. So by that logic whatever the hell is going on might be related to the mission they were planning. I mean he probably just doesn't remember what happened last cause he somehow hit his head... right?

And before anyone asks, this isn't the only thing he forgets. It's just the most important/relevant one.

I feel so bad for Sonic. There's gonna be so many reasons for him to freak out when he first wakes up.

Oh yeah, and about Sigma and his assumptions about Scrapnik Sonic's origins. Sigma is aware of the damaged memory drive which only further makes him certain about his theory.

I'm debating if I wanna share Sigma's theory yet since it has to do with a certain part of Scrapnik Sonic's design. Hnnnnn. It's so tempting! But I think Im gonna just save it for the design reveal. Maybe. We'll see how long it takes for me to get the design out and if I can keep it in for that long. Sorry to tease you like this...

#Sonic #Scrapnik Sonic AU #Sonic au #Scrapnik Island #Sonic the hedgehog #Scrapnic

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the-era-of-shadow · 1 year

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The Same As I (A Distorted Reflection)

Written by Ash Rose Red

Summary:

As Eclipse leaves to go run a quick errand, one of the wisps that they had taken from Whisper awakens, that wisp being Blue. They strike up a conversation with Blurk, who was nearby, and quickly, it becomes clear that despite his form, Blurk is just about the same as them, but not exactly. He's like a distorted mirror image, or perhaps, a premonition of a dismal future? By the way, what is this strange sensation they've been feeling?

Notes:

CW/TW for body horror of a sort. Also just like. horror in general

Cold, heavy wind, quick in its journey across the skies.

That is what woke Blue up.

For a split second, they wondered if it was them once again crossing paths with the world renowned Sonic Hogpine, but as their vision adjusted to the sunlight, it would seem that there was no such heroic blue hedgehog in sight.

But there was someone.

That doctor, Doctor Ezrieal Clysdale, the one that Blue and their friends had been with for a good few days now - perhaps even longer. They stood just somewhat beyond the room that Blue was in, looking at who-knows-what, or perhaps looking for who-knows-what. They were in that strange form again, the one that they had been in since that battle at their clinic took place. Was this their true form? It didn't feel like such to Blue, who had met them as a fox mobian. They were supposed to only stay with that fox for a day or so, they were meant to be returned to their caretaker, Whisper. But Whisper attacked Doctor Clysdale, and then left without a trace, leaving Blue and the other wisps behind with the Doctor, now in that strange form.

Blue didn't understand why she would do such a thing, Doctor Clysdale was very kind to Blue and the others, so why attack them? What did they do wrong? Maybe it was because of Blue's aversion to violence, but they just couldn't wrap their head around it.

Even though the doctor was at a distance, Blue had the inclination to ask questions. Where were they? Why are they here? When will Whisper come back? Why did Whisper attack you?

But none of those questions actually left their head, too scared to say them and then not be heard, or not understood. Doctor Clysdale didn't have one of those masks that Whisper and the others used to understand them. But they are a wisp doctor, so perhaps they had some other way of understanding them?

A shadow began to loom over from the side of Blue. They turned around to see that it was one of those young attendants of the doctor that Blue would see from time to time around the clinic, before the battle.

This person, too, was once a fox, but he too was now in that strange appearance. Mobian, but also not quite? Maybe not mobian.

He looked so much like Doctor Clysdale, but also so much like Blue themself, like the middle ground of a two-toned gradient. His eyes had black irises that had pupils that were box-like and were a vibrant shade of cerulean blue, like a simplification of Blue's reflection, which matched the accent color of the young boy's… hair? Fur? Neither term seemed right. Whatever it was, it was very angular, just like his pupils.

"First one awake? Can't relate, honestly." He said, seemingly directly to Blue.

"I'm not usually the first one up, just a light sleeper, that's all." Blue responded impulsively.

"Ah. Again, can't relate. My siblings will tell ya, I sleep like a rock."

Did… did the boy just… understand them??

"Anyways, did that lady like, give you an actual name or what?" He spoke again.

"Uhm… The Diamond Cutters always called me "Blue", and Whisper never saw a reason to call me anything different…" Blue explained.

"So no, then." The boy replied bluntly, "Is that just in your case or are all of you like that?"

"... All of us, I guess?"

"Figures. I'm sure Ma will think of somethin' for y'all." The boy noted vaguely. Blue wondered why it was that this "Ma", who they assumed to be referring to Doctor Clysdale, would have to think of new names for them and the others. But there was a matter that was far more pressing in their opinion that they wanted to get out the way first and foremost.

"How… How are you able to understand me?" Blue asked, their voice shaking ever so slightly.

"Oh yeah. Should probably change out of my bodysuit or whatever." The boy said with a chuckle, seemingly dodging the question. But his statement caught Blue off guard regardless.

"Y-your what-?!" They exclaimed in confusion. The boy did not answer, walking towards and eventually onto some sort of platform. The platform was ever so slightly raised from the floor itself, and contrasted in its high-tech appearance, being completely ebony aside from a strip of what looked like neon lights to Blue, glowing in the same hue as the boy's pupils. Or at least, in the same hue that his pupils once glowed, as when the boy stepped onto the platform, the color faded out, leaving an empty gray in its wake.

From behind the boy's now completely blank face, a creature flew out into Blue's view, and approached the very confused wisp. The creature certainly looked like a blue cube wisp, but still, things were a little off. The skin tone wasn't nearly as vibrant as Blue's was. The eyes looked completely different, having completely black slits for irises that had no pupils, and not just that, but the eyes themselves were completely misplaced. While Blue's three eyes were all on their face, the creature only had one eye on his face, while the other two were on the sides of his head, one each. Lastly, the creature had a visible mouth, which was jagged and sharp, while Blue had no visible mouth at all. It was a sight that sickened Blue to see, but the creature's facial expression would suggest that nothing was wrong at all.

"Okay, cool. So is the answer clear to you now or what?" The boy's voice came from the creature, implying that the creature was the boy.

"... A-Are you… also a wisp??" Blue asked, their voice shaking as they did, not wanting to consider that this contorted form truly was a variation of their own self.

"Yep. Name's Blurk by the way. Sorry that I didn't lead off with that." Despite his apology, his tone did not waver for even a minute, it was as flat and monotone as ever, which seemed to only add to the unnerving aura this "Blurk" had in the eyes of Blue.

"... Why do you look so…?" Blue attempted to question, but was lost for the word they needed.

"Strange? Contorted? Corrupted? Yeah, that's a fair ask, I guess. Can't remember all the details but Ma's had us since we were still in eggs, and they, like, messed around with our genetics and stuff to maximize our potential and make us more Black Arms-like and stuff. Oh yeah, Ma's a Black Arms by the way. It's fine if you don't know what that is just yet, but I guess I should let ya know." Blurk explained in a rambling sort of way.

"...And that caused all… that…?"

"Yep. Came out of the egg lookin' like this. Makes me wonder what it'll be like for you lot, having lived the most of your lives as just regular ol' wisps and all." Blurk began to speculate.

"What… it'll be like… for us…?" Blue echoed fearfully, suddenly feeling a strange pain surge through them.

"Yeah. Sorry 'bout the short notice, but since that lady decided to book it from the clinic, Ma decided to assimilate y'all into the hivemind. I'd rather you not make a fuss about it, I'm sure it means a lot to them to have the chance to go back to where their whole science shtick began, ya know?" Blurk revealed.

Blue was shocked, that's for certain, and still very, very confused. Assimilate? Hivemind? Black Arms? What does it all even mean?? It seemed like they weren't going to get much explanation on those fronts from Blurk.

"I don't really know how most of this stuff works, but I've listened to Ma and Rhy go off about it enough to have part of their scripts practically memorized. Basically, Ma did most of the heavy work last night while you all were asleep, and there's gonna be some neuro gas stuff coming out in like, a couple of minutes, to chill y'all out and numb your bodies while the whole mutation thing happens, so it doesn't hurt." Blurk continued to monologue.

"Mutation?!" Blue gasped, feeling the pain from before begin to return.

"Mhm. You lot are gonna look like us, now isn't that exciting?" Blurk responded, still as monotone as ever. "I wonder if you'll look like a clone of me or if you'll look a bit different. Both of those thoughts excite me, personally, but if you don't like what you end up with, there's always the bodysuits. Gonna have to talk to Rhy 'bout that stuff though. She won't mind, of course. In fact, I bet she'll be really happy to talk that sorta thing with you. Surprised she ain't here as we speak." He continued.

"B-But what if Whisper comes back for us?? Then what will you do, huh?!" Blue suddenly blurted out in a sudden fit of fury.

"I hope she does. That would mean Ma could assimilate her too. Wouldn't you want that as well?" Blurk surmised, his resolve not faltering for not even a single moment.

"NO?? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU??" Blue yelled, giving into their anger.

"I was created to be a vessel for chaos. For that which orderly society fears the most. I know that such a concept is foreign to you. I can tell that you remain tied to your dimension of origin. You were born there, perhaps even raised there to a certain extent before being brought into this dimension by those "Diamond Cutters" you speak of. But you will come to understand the importance of chaos. Your mind and body will become a distorted reflection of the you that lingers in this moment. You will become one of us, and I will watch the process with the utmost excitement."

Blue wanted to say something back, something, anything, but they came to realize that they could not. A mental fog took control of their brain's processes and stopped them dead in their tracks, and before they could try to fight it, the stench of anesthetics filled their senses, and blurred their sight.

"It is time. You must rest now…

Blarjikære*…"

*Translation Note: Close friend within the Black Arms

#the era of shadow #teos #sonic au #black arms #writing tag #mod ash

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HI IM BACK I was splatting with my brother :) SHADOW (THE HEDGEHOG)

Sexuality Headcanon: this hedgehog is gay. he is gay I think out of all the sonic characters this is the sexuality headcanon i am most 100% solid and sure on. that hedgehog is gay

Gender Headcanon: OH NONBINARY 1000000% Perhaps even agender Idk he is also figuring it out because he's from 50 years ago and just woke up and learned about all this like months ago. But this hedgehog has never given a fuck about being part of any gender binary and he doesnt have it all figured out but he knows that not being a boy or a girl has felt more him than anything before and he's awesome basically

A ship I have with said character: well I've mentioned in the sonic post that I do like s/nkn/xadow and thinks that when actually written true to their characters they have a lot of interesting dynamics that could say a lot about each other. but nobody is normal about them and actually writes them as Them so instead everytime i see the respective ships i get annoyed. but also its not that big of a deal. anyways kn/xadow in particular has so much potential like god when you are the last of your kind and have no surviving family and you have been easily manipulated by bad people into being tools for them and you'd think that'd be a unique experience nobody could relate to but actually he gets it. He understands what its like having a past you still dont know all about and desperately wanting to know what your here for, what you exist for-- and youre both slowly figuring it out. together. anyways

A BROTP I have with said character: I already talked about it but godddd shadow and rouge and just team dark as a whole. when he woke up he pretty much had nothing and nobody left for himself even the whole planet has moved on from him but then he makes his first like close relationships again with team dark and they mean. so so much to him. Like they Know but also they dont know just how important to him they are, to have people once again he can trust wholeheartedly to be there for him when he falls and he will be there for them too. OH I FORGOT TO MENTION HIM AND TAILS TOO. he's like the awkward cool and quiet older brother that just kinda slowly happened because tails needed some of his assistance on an experiment and then the moment shadow showed that he was following a lot of the tech talk and even giving his own thoughts back well it was over. theyre nerds and talk about nerd things now every time shadow visits and hold a lot of respect and admiration for the other. they think the other is so cool, basically.

A NOTP I have with said character: Well sh/douge obviously but also sh/dria like FUCKING S TOP THATS HIS FUCKING SISTER. Also even if she wasn't like making that relationship out to be romantic just cheapens the whole thing so much and just feels like bad writing and one of those things where people cannot see that a "boy" can girl deeply about a girl without it being a romantic thing. theyre siblings and best friends shut the fuck up!!!!!

A random headcanon: oh god how do i choose. this is going to get long im putting the rest under a read more

well I think his favorite pastimes are working on his silly motorcycle, taking care of his like 10 chao, reading and listening to music.... he doesnt relax much but he likes to read about flora and fauna a lot i think... As well as different modern science books I think living on the ark has made him a science nerd and he wants to catch up on what he's missed in those 50 years.... I also talked about this in call but I think everyone should know that Shadow very much has a sweet tooth I think. There really wasn't many Sweet food in the ark so its all a very new experience for him and he likes stuff like cheesecake and ice cream so much. I also think at the same time he is a pickier eater than most mobians especially when it comes to more unconventional foods like insects. He may be a hedgehog but he grew up on human food and human food standards he sees rouge putting like mealworms in her salad or something and he looks at her like she's insane. sonic offers him crickets and he makes the excalibur face. Also lets throw in another headcanon for funsies but I think shadow kind of has an interesting detachment, almost, to his past self. he remembers most of his past now, and very much still holds the same attachments and love for gerald and maria and to his home, but what I mean is like. His personality, perspective, outlook... they were Different back then, and between the repeated memory loss and all of the trauma he almost feels himself to be a separate person from the shadow of 50 years ago. for any aitsf mutuals think like date but on a less extreme level. Anyways this stuff doesn't come up too much cause there really isn't anyone left who knew him 50 years ago, but lets say something like in the comics happened where he got to see maria again for a temporary time. She would talk to him and want to spend time with him the same way she did 50 years ago but I think he'd realize the Shadow she's seeing is not the Shadow he is. Or at least, not what he thinks he is. does that make sense.

General opinion on said character: he is the coolest character in the world hes so awesome and silly and i care so much about him shadow has always been my favorite character even when i was little so ysee i think about him lots.

#long post #ask game #sorry for getting Normal in the headcanons part i didnt mean it

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Whumptober Day 12

Prompts: What could go wrong? - “mayday, mayday” | cave in | rusty nail

Alternative prompt 6: sensory overload

Tw: self harm (explicit)

Fandom: Doctor Who (reboot)

Context: Ferrin as an OC in the Doctor Who universe.

Summary: The Doctor, along with Amy and Rory, breaks out a telepath who is wrongfully imprisoned.

• • •

Amy and Rory followed the Doctor down a long hallway lined with doors. They were on a prison ship, having just returned an escaped prisoner who had led them on a wild goose chase across 13 solar systems.

“See, no problem at all, back on our way in a shake of a lambs-” the Doctor paused mid sentence. He stopped walking so abruptly that Amy and Rory nearly bumped into the back of him.

“What is it?” Rory asked.

The Doctor put up a finger to shush him. His brow was furrowed as if concentrating very hard. After a moment, he winced, bringing his hand up to his head.

“Doctor,” Amy said, “what’s wrong?”

“Mmm, there’s someone... someone screaming. Can’t you hear it?” he responded.

“I don’t hear anything,” Rory muttered.

The Doctor took a few more steps, stopping in front of a door. He pulled out his sonic screwdriver and began unlocking the door.

Amy and Rory shared an incredulous look. Amy walked up behind him and grabbed his arm. “What are you doing? These are the most dangerous criminal in the universe, you can’t just let one of them out.”

“In this case,” the Doctor said as the door popped open, “the punishment is not fitting of the crime.”

The room he entered was dark, but it was loud, at least to him. He turned on his sonic screwdriver, casting an eerie green glow over the small cell. Looking around, he caught sight of the prisoner. They were humanoid, and curled up tight in the back corner of the room.

Advancing slowly, the Doctor noticed that they were rocking back and forth. The closer he stepped the more intense the noise in his head got.

By the time he was close enough to get a good look at the prisoner, he could see that their ratty clothes were covered in blood. As they rocked, their fingernails clawed at their arms, which were raw and bleeding.

Amy and Rory looked on from the doorway.

The Doctor could feel the prisoner’s pain as clearly as if it were his own, and he understood all too well their suffering. This prisoner was a telepath, and in all their infinite wisdom, the wardens had locked them up in the place with the most suffering minds imaginable. This wasn’t prison for them, this was torture of the most barbaric kind. Worst of all, the Doctor could sense, they were only here because of the potential threat their abilities posed.

The Doctor crouched down behind the prisoner and gently placed his hand on their shoulder. Despite his light touch, they flinched violently and somehow pressed themself further into the wall.

“I’m sorry for this,” the Doctor said. He placed his hands on either side of the prisoner’s head and they fell unconscious. The Doctor sighed in relief as the mental anguish dulled.

He gathered them carefully into his arms. He turned to see Amy and Rory looking at him like he had five heads.

“You can’t just break a prisoner out of jail,” Rory protested.

“I’m not,” the Doctor said darkly, “I’m freeing an innocent person from their torturers.” With that, he brushed past them and continued to the tardis. Amy and Rory followed after sharing a confused glance between them.

• • •

When Ferrin woke up, their head felt weird. Things were so quiet and yet so loud. There was no more screaming, no more anguished sounds of millions of prisoner’s thoughts. But the thoughts they could hear, there was a lot more actually going on. They could sense three people, but also a fourth presence that seemed to be all around them. As soon as they registered this they felt a reassuring hum from the room. Right, so the room was alive.

As they came more fully awake, Ferrin quickly realized how painful their whole body was. First move and they could feel torn skin pulled tight on their arms, abdomen, legs, everywhere. Their left hand ached and throbbed. As soon as they started registering the pain they felt a shift in demeanour from one of the people they sensed. He had adjusted from worry to somewhere between regret and pity.

“I know you’re awake,” came a man’s voice.

Sighing, Ferrin cracked their eyes open a sliver, giving them time to adjust. They caught sight of three people, all staring at them with worried expressions on their faces. Vaguely, Ferrin recalled a hand on their shoulder and someone apologizing.

Making eye contact with a man with dark floppy hair, pacing beside the bed, they figured that was him. ‘Did you knock me out?’ they thought to him telepathically.

The Doctor paused in his spot, ‘yes, I’m sorry’ he responded.

Ferrin chuckled slightly, but quickly began coughing. Another man, this one with shorter hair, brought them a small cup of water. They noticed he had come from beside a woman with long red hair, who leaned against the wall of the room. Ferrin nodded their thanks to the man.

‘Thank you’ they thought to the Doctor.

He furrowed his brow, somewhat confused at why they would thank him.

‘That was the most relaxed I’ve been in ages’ they explained.

He nodded and continued his pacing. The two standing against the wall shared a look that Ferrin couldn’t quite read.

After a few more minutes of pacing, the Doctor stopped beside the bed, looking at Ferrin’s face.

“I’m the doctor, this is Amy and Rory,” he gestured towards them. “And what is your name?”

‘Ferrin’ they thought. The Doctors face broke into a smile.

“Nice to meet you Ferrin!” he said gleefully. Confusion crossed both Amy and Rory’s faces. “Wait, what?” Rory asked, “they didn’t say anything.”

The Doctor spun around to face his companions. “Isn’t it obvious,” he asked. Their faces did not change. “No, apparently not. Well, they’re a telepath of course. One of the strongest I’ve met in a very long time.”

“Hold on,” Amy said, “they can read our minds?”

The Doctor tilted his head in thought. “Well, not exactly. Humans don’t have strong telepathic circuits, so they can really only read emotions from you. But the two of us can talk, sort of like a walkie talkie.”

Ferrin could tell this did little to remedy the humans’ suspicions.

The Doctor closed his hands and whirled around. “Well, we had best let you rest Ferrin.” He then ushered the other two out of the room no left them to their own devices. After a few moments Ferrin felt their eyes growing heavy, and they fell into a restless sleep.

• • •

Suffering. Endless suffering was all they felt in that room. The pain of every single creature in that jail crashed down on them like a smothering wave. It was agony. Like ants crawling under their skin, causing them to try to scratch them out.

• • •

Ferrin awoke with a start, sweat and tears stinging their eyes. Their breathing was rapid and they let out a choked sob. Eyes darting around the room, they made sure they were alone. Slowly, quietly, they slipped off the bed and walked gingerly over to the med bay cabinets. They rummaged through a few drawers and opened some cupboards before finding something that would suit their purposes. A small but sharp disposable scalpel. Utensil in hand, they returned to the bed.

They sat there with tears streaming down their face and quickly yanked up their shirt sleeve. Placing the scalpel about half way up their forearm, between bandages, they pressed down and drew it across. Droplets of blood followed the blade, soon turning into rivulets that twisted down their skin. Ferrin let out a deep and shaky breath they hadn’t realized they were holding, feeling all the pent up emotion flow out of them with the crimson liquid. They let the calm wash over them, focusing on the pain in their arm. Before they had time to think about getting cleaned up, they were fast asleep again.

• • •

Ferrin awoke to someone saying their name softly. They cracked open their sore eyes, which were glued shut from tears. Blearily, they looked up at the concerned face of the man who had carried them from their prison cell. They were confused at first by his troubled expression, before they were hit with the memory of what had happened the night before. They attempted to sit up, but the doctor put a hand on their shoulder, pushing them back down.

“I wouldn’t try to sit just yet, you lost a fair amount of blood.” he said, an odd quality to his voice.

Glancing down at their arm, Ferrin realized it had been cleaned and bandaged. “I’m sorry, I could have done that,” they said.

The Doctor shook his head, “no, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left you alone. What you went through was torture, it can only be expected that you’ll have difficulty coping.” By the time he finished speaking, a single tear slid down the Doctor’s face. He looked almost... ashamed.

“Hey,” Ferrin said sadly, “it’s not your fault. You didn’t put me in that prison, and I’ve been doing this a long time.”

The Doctor pursed his lips before turning away to pace. “No, but whoever did put you there is clearly in need of correction themselves.”

Ferrin smiled slightly, “I seriously doubt if they even realized what they were doing. Besides, I forgave them long ago.”

The Doctor stopped beside the bed and gently placed his hands on either side of Ferrin’s face. ‘Can you show me what happened?’ He thought to them. They nodded slightly and closed their eyes.

• • •

Their home, on Merikolar, peaceful and docile for thousands of years. An entire population of telepaths, all working in harmony. Then, an invasion fleet from Roxogan in the neighbouring solar system. They wanted to mine the planet for its high gold content, a mineral used in energy production on Roxogan. Fleeing, across the stars, to a small planet called Julofon, where telepathic abilities were hidden. Being found out after being recognized by an offworlder at the presidential election. Being arrested, sent to the prison ship. Then, screaming and pain and a fierce burning sensation.

• • •

By the time the Doctor allowed his hands to drop, his eyes were wide. “You’re a Merikian?” the Doctor asked in slight awe.

Ferrin nodded, “one of the last few in existence so far as I’m aware.”

The Doctor pushed his hair aside absentmindedly. “Merikolar was destroyed... well it must have been at least 300 years ago. How old were you then?”

“I was only 200 when I left my home,” Ferrin said wistfully.

The Doctor scoffed, “only? So you’re over 500 now?”

Ferrin nodded, “we produce high levels of energy to fuel our telepathic powers, and thus have an extremely long life span. I believe the oldest known Merikian was over 8 000 years old, and he died in a rock slide.”

The Doctor merely shook his head in wonder.

Ferrin caught a flash of understanding from the Doctor, and a few images of a planet that they didn’t recognize. ‘And what of you?’ They thought to him. ‘Where are you from?’

They could see a darkness cross his gaze, as if he was viewing things he’d rather forget about. He blocked the images from their mind, though. ‘I’m a time lord, from Gallifrey.’

Now it was Ferrin’s turn to look on in shock. “A time lord, eh?” They wondered out loud. “You might actually be older than me then.”

The Doctor chuckled lightly and gave them a bashful smile. “Several times older, in fact” he informed them.

They simply nodded, continuing to stare at the bed sheets thoughtfully. After a few minutes of comfortable silence, the Doctor placed a hand on Ferrin’s shoulder. They flinched very slightly at the contact, but if the time lord noticed he didn’t mention it. ‘The next time you have a nightmare, or whenever you need to, call to me. I can help.” he thought to them.

They merely nodded wth an awkward smile.

• • •

Fin

#whumptober2022 #no.12 #altprompt #alt6 #sensory overload #Doctor who #fic #self harm #imprisonment #captivity #self harm whump #telepathic whumpee #captivity whump #whump #whump writing #emotional whump #recovery whump #immortal whumpee

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