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Sonic-and-Tails tumblr fic writers will see an Unbreakable Bond and be like "Is anybody gonna break that?" and not wait for an answer.
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I know it's not Wednesday for this, but I have to share it before I lose it.
Unbreakable bond headcanon time:
Sonic has a little bit of a skill for woodworking, something he usually doesn't brag about, but is a cool skill to have.
Yeah, he was around 12-13 at the time, but he has the rad skills for days.
Well, he decides to make something for Tails, who was about 4 or 5 at the time, as a first birthday present to the kid.
The one thing he notices is that Tails is small, small enough to where he usually has to help him see over the counter in the kitchen or in the bathroom to reach the sink. He decides to make the kid something that will help him to reach high levels he can't reach, a footstool.
So, over the past couple of weeks, he starts to work on it, letting Tails help him with the safer stuff while he handles the more difficult parts.
"Sonic, is it ready yet?"
"Not even close to ready."
He saws and drills the attachments as Tails watches from the porch, drawing in a coloring book that he had got for him.
"How about now?" Tails called out from the window of the living room.
"Not yet!"
He files off the rough edges and places on the finishing touches. Taking a can of paint, he coats it with the with the brightest color of yellow he could find, that way the kit will be able to find it easily if he needed it when he wasn't around.
"Now?" He could hear Tails behind him, the sound of the makeshift stick sword whipping through the air as he swung it around.
"Hmm, we're getting there."
Sonic hammers in rubber stubs at the bottom, so it wouldn't slide around the wooden floors, which tended to be slippery.
"Well, now?" This kid really needed to learn the word "patience" on a daily basis.
"Let's see...."
Today was the day. He brought Tails outside, covering his eyes and bringing him over to where he had the stool.
"Ta-da! Happy birthday, keed."
The kit stayed silent as he gazed upon the footstool, his tails lowering to the ground as if he was... disappointed. Sonic felt a twinge of worry rise up on seeing his unreadable face.
He was looking forward to this for days, what's the sudden silence?
He was about to ask what was wrong before Tails beat him to it.
"It's missing a face."
"Huh?"
"It's face. It doesn't have one."
"Oh, Footstools don't usually have faces on them, bud."
"They don't?"
"No."
"Well.....can mine have one?"
After asking him in that manner without the usage of the dreadful puppy dog eyes, he couldn't say no to not at least trying to grant that wish.
He quickly rushed inside and grabbed his pocket knife, carefully carving two eyes against the surface, adding a smiling mouth to add to the detail.
He held the stool up to him, showing him the newly made face. "There you go, how does that look?"
Tails face instantly lit up as he lets out an excited gasp. "It looks so cool!"
He took it from Sonic and quickly climbed up onto it, holding his arms out as it wobbles under him.
"Look, I'm almost as tall as you now!"
Sonic compared Tails' height to his with his hand. "Oh man, you're right! You can definitely reach the ceiling with this, little guy."
Tails then flew around him, giggling excitedly. "You're the bestest, the greatest, awesomest brother ever!" He launched himself at Sonic’s torso, knocking them both down into the grass.
A painful wheeze escaped from Sonic, but he fought through it. "The bestest you say?"
"Mmm-hmm! These bestest of the best!" He exclaimed, nuzzling his cheek against his.
"I'm glad you like it."
"I love it! I'll take good care of it, forever and ever!"
"Oh, yeah? Guess I found the right kid to build it for, huh?"
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(Basically, it looks like this, but with a painted yellow with a crudely craved smiley face on it)
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tornado1992 · 7 months
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WHOLESOME SONIC AND TAILS WEDNESDAY - FRONTIERS DLC BAD ENDING EDITION - EEEH I CAN'T WRITE FLUFF TO SAVE MY LIFE BUT DAMN I MISS WHOLESOME SONIC AND TAILS WEDNESDAY SOOOO HERE'S MY TRY TO CONTRIBUTE
Star gazing
"Tails, buddy please, look at the stars... look at them, they're shinning" - and yet he didn't dare to rise his gaze himself, blurry emerald eyes looking for another kind of shine in a blue much lighter than the sky's, one that he knew wouldn't exist anymore. All because of him.
"Mmmm... W-where... Everything's reawy dark..." - the tears wouldn't stop falling as he tried to look up, fighting the tremors and coldness that were running trough his body, as unlikely as it was to feel such things in his current semi physical state, not being entirely there as his mouth could no longer taste the blood that was comming from inside him earlier, that was a bad sign, it was way more preocupying than not smelling the grass and flowers that he knew surrounded him, and now he couldn't even feel the heat of his own tears, but as he tried to lift his hand to hold onto the blurry blue form that he could swear was above him a sonic second before the world fell to darkness, he knew that he couldn't. And yet, he felt all the pain while not feeling his brothers arms around him. It wasn't fair.
It made sense given the thought, of all of them, he was the youngest, the tiniest, of course even a small portion of the cybercorruption Sonic was going through would affect him the most, but he gladly faced the challenge as he knew they we're counting on him; they were getting out, he'd make sure of it, even if it meant to absorb all the cybercorruption himself, he already knew pain, this was just a different kind, one that his only family was willing to take to protect them, to protect him, and he will not let him feel it again, he will not let them feel it at all.
He wanted Amy to keep smiling even as tears would paint her face, Knuckles to laugh as he would scold him for being reckless, and Sonic... Where's Sonic?
"S-Sonic, where are you?!" - the kit knew he was talking, even as no sound got to his ears, not even his voice staying to acompany him in his last moments. Or maybe it was there, but just as Sonic, he couldn't reach it.
He didn't wanted fear and pain to be the last thing he felt, it was the first thing he remembers ever feeling. So, as he gets no answer, he tries to do as his brother told him and look at the stars, and as he can no longer archieve that, he imagines them.
The stars always had a soothing effect on him, managing to calm his worst fears as his brother held him close after a nightmare when they were just the two of them, amaze him as he taught him all the stories behind those shinning figures in the sky that could only be seen as the sun went to sleep, and leave him in awe everytime the person he loved the most became one undefeatable, bright, yellow star.
He really loved stargazing since he was a kid, a much smaller, tinnier kid. Small enough that the thought of becoming a star felt possible even with a genious mind such as his, his brother once told him he could become one too, so he believed him. Even when the light pollution was enough to not let him see any constelations, he knew the stars were still there, just as he knew his brother was hugging him everytime he closed his eyes as he prepared to rest. Just as this time.
As the small body of the kid fell limp in the speedsters arms, one last tear fell from the once shinning baby blue eyes, it was cold.
Crying and hysterical laughing could be heard from beside them, neither with a hint of joy, happines or relief behind it, sorrow and rage taking those places.
Even as the midnight sky kept glowing, emerald eyes lost their birightnes, as the stars were no longer shinning. They would never shine again.
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Wholesome Sonic and Tails Wednesday Once Again
Based on me and my brother's interactions. Fic is under the cut! Enjoy!
“Tails, I’m bored.”
“Well, that seems like a you problem.”
Sonic sighed as he laid down on the floor in Tail’s workshop. The fox was working on something that he says isn’t going to be important. Just a fun little project for him to indulge in his hobby. Sonic, on the other hand, has nothing to do. That leads into the situation that is currently happening.
“Tailssss, give me something to do!”
“Why don’t you go for a run? Or check up on the others?”
“I already did! Everyone else is doing other things right now!”
He wasn’t lying. Amy was babysitting Cream, the Chaotix were working on a case that they wished to do by themselves, Knuckles was busy with the Master Emerald, Rouge is trying to steal it, and Shadow said he was busy working on something and told Sonic to leave him alone. Tails was the only person Sonic could think of bothering.
“Eggman isn’t-” “Available to beat up? Yep. You’re the only person I could think of bothering.”
“Darn…alright, fair enough. I sorta can’t leave this gizmo unattended though otherwise-” “You’ll lose motivation to work on it?”
“Yeah! How’d ya know?”
“Mmmmaaagiicccc~” Sonic chuckled before sitting up, “Guessing what you’re going to say before you finish your sentence is easy though.”
“Really? I find that hard to-” “Believe?”
Tails shot the hedgehog a look, “That one was an easy one!”
“Then give me a harder one!”
“Alright, how about,” The fox cleared his throat, “The-” “The fitness gram pacer test is a-”
Tails chucked a pillow right at Sonic’s face, interrupting the blue hedgehog, “That wasn’t what I was going to say!”
Sonic let out a couple of laughs, “Then what were you gonna say?”
Tails opened his mouth and left it open as his brain searched for something to say. He then closed his mouth and sent Sonic a glare that made the hedgehog nearly begin laughing again.
“What were you going to say, Tails?”
“...Shut up.”
“I was right wasn’t I?”
“Do you want another pillow to the face?”
Sonic looked at the pillow in his lap, “Why do you have pillows in here anyway?”
“So I can use them to take naps, duh.”
“...Bro, why don’t you use your bed?
Tails froze solid in his chair as if Sonic just caught him eating all the mints. Sonic got up from the floor and walked over to Tails in a joking, yet menacing fashion.
“Answer the question, Tails,” He spoke, on purposely lowering his voice to be “threatening”.
“...Chair comfy?”
Now, normally Sonic would agree with that statement. However, he is trying to be a good role model as an older brother so he simply raised a brow instead.
“That’s the excuse you’re going for? Buddy, if you keep this up you’re probably going to get some good ol back pain and trust me when I say that won’t be fun.”
Tails looked away from Sonic as the hedgehog let out a sigh, “By the way, when did you last take a break?”
“Uhhhh, does eating breakfast with you count?”
“That was five hours ago.”
Tails blinked in shock before looking at the time. His stomach growled and he shot a glare at Sonic.
“How dare you make me aware of my bodily functions.”
Sonic chuckled, “Ooo, you need to eat food and hydrate! Oooo!”
Tails jokingly let out a hissing noise as Sonic picked him up with ease, “How are you gonna grow up to be a big and strong boy, huh?”
“Hey, put me down! I’m not five!”
“You’re right, you’re eight! Nice job counting there, bro!”
“...I am going to bite you the moment you put me down.”
Sonic grinned, “Like you could catch me, Mr. I forgot to eat and my stamina is probably in the negatives.”
“...Okay, I’m going to straight up fight you now.”
“Wow, I am so scared.”
“I know where you sleep!”
“I know where I sleep as well, you ain’t special!”
“Sonic!”
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sparkles-rule-4eva · 7 months
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"Sonic Frontiers - Calm After the Storm" (Happy Wholesome Sonic and Tails Wednesday!)
(yes, I am mildly obsessed with Sonic Frontiers. Cut me some slack; Final Horizons just came out and I absolutely lost my mind because of it. Writing with the DLC ending in mind.)
Naturally, SPOILER ALERT! DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T WANT SPOILERS!
Synopsis: "Starfall Islands was a rough journey. Finding himself exhausted after the adventure, Sonic stays with Tails at one of his labs for the night. After all, brothers take care of each other."
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The sharp glare of the setting sun on the horizon shone bright and piercing in Sonic's eyes, and he blinked hard a couple times before turning his gaze elsewhere. He was kneeling atop the Tornado, with Tails in the pilot's seat, Amy behind him, and Knuckles on the other wing. Their wild adventure at Starfall Islands had finally— at long last— come to a close, and they were heading home.
Well, sort of. They were going to drop everyone off where they needed to go. Knuckles at Angel Island. Amy at her house. Tails was most likely just going to stop at whichever one of his many live-in labs was closest after the stops. Sonic was . . .
Truthfully, Sonic didn't have an actual house he lived in. He much preferred to stay on the move, to keep on exploring, seeking out the next adventure. But sometimes, after his more tiresome trials, he'd go and crash at Tails' place for a few days. It was one of the only places he was comfortable staying at for that long.
Which was good. Sonic had a nagging feeling that that's exactly what he was going to do this time around, too.
The events of Starfall Islands— everything from getting sucked into a giant portal, breaking in and out of cyber space, fighting Titan after Titan and scaling tower after tower, running errands for Koco, to trying to keep up a front the entire time he was deathly sick with the stupid cyber corruption (even though it had come in handy in the end)— had left him more exhausted than he was willing to admit. But thankfully, Tails had known him long enough to know not to question and pester him about how he was feeling. His brother just . . . tended to know. And instead of bringing it up in conversation, he'd do subtle things to help him feel better, without a word. Like bring him something to eat, repair his shoes while he was sleeping, turn off all the alarm clocks in the house so he could sleep in a bit. Things like that.
Sonic appreciated that. A lot.
The sun was out of sight by the time they'd located and arrived at Angel Island. Knuckles said his goodbyes, and even promised to let them know when he was going to leave for his own adventures. It took another half hour to get to Amy's house, where they said more goodbyes and made more promises to keep in contact about Amy's upcoming travel plans.
Tails' closest live-in lab was a ten minute flight from Amy's place, and that flight was taken in a weary but comfortable silence. Without a word, Sonic slipped down into the cockpit to sit behind his younger brother, not bothering to admit that he was feeling a little too exhausted to keep on balancing and clinging to the wing. Tails said nothing, other than shooting a warm, knowing smile over his shoulder at him.
They arrived at the lab. Tails' landing was as smooth and careful as could be. He flew out of his seat and landed on the runway beside the plane, stumbling over his feet just a little bit. Sonic scrambled out of the cockpit and all but fell out onto the pavement beside the fox kit. "You alright?"
Tails smiled through a yawn. "Uh huh. Just tired."
Sonic smiled back, but he couldn't help remembering Sage's words about his friends "not handling their cyber corruption as well as he had." And even though they were all cured of it now, Sonic could still feel the remnants of it. Echoes of pain in his arms. A flash headache that only lasted a few seconds. Occasional numbness in his feet. More scarily, moments where he needed a second to think before remembering something important. What if . . . what if Tails was feeling the same way?
"Are you feeling okay, I mean? I know you . . ."
He trailed off. Tails had picked up a lot of traits from him, one of which was covering up personal problems and pushing through everything without complaint. Sonic didn't much care to break the habit for his own good, but it was . . . concerning to see Tails do the same thing. After all, he'd raised the little guy. It wasn't wrong for him to feel responsible for Tails' wellbeing. It was just somehow jarring when Tails turned and did the same thing to him, as if their roles were reversed.
Tails shrugged. "I'm tired. Ready for a long night of sleep. I think you are, too."
Sonic frowned and opened his mouth— ready to deny the obvious— but Tails just grabbed his arm and pulled him to the door. "C'mon, we're wasting time out here. It's getting cold."
So cold now, numb . . .
He swallowed, pushing the unpleasant memory away. Tails' hand felt just a little too tight on his wrist, like he was partially using the grip as support, but he decided not to say anything.
Maybe it was his turn to take care of his brother without saying anything. Or maybe they could both do it. Simultaneously, because it seemed that was what they both needed tonight.
Tails let go of him after they entered, and stumbled around to turn on a few dim lamps throughout the living room. Sonic just stood by the door for those seconds, watching his brother in a daze until said brother turned and asked, "You want the couch or my room?"
"I— oh, I'll just take the couch." Sonic blinked blearily, looking down and releasing his grip on the nearest counter that he hadn't even realized he was leaning against. He took a single step away from it towards the couch, promptly got a rush of tunnel vision, and crashed onto his knees.
He more heard than saw Tails come hurrying over to him, and saw his worried but determined blue eyes as he hauled him back to his feet and all but dragged him to the couch. "Down ya go," the fox kit mumbled, easing him into the most comfortable corner of the sofa. "Stay there. I'll be back in a few minutes."
Sonic couldn't help a tired, nearly delirious grin as his younger brother left the room. It was truly a strange experience, watching Tails slowly switch roles with him over the years as the responsible caretaker. Not that he himself had become irresponsible, but he was definitely a lot more reckless than Tails. He still remembered the days when Tails was much younger, still remembered cautioning him not to play with sharp objects and not to go too far away from him in case there were Badniks or bullies nearby. Now, Tails worked with chainsaws and pointy things on a daily basis, and was more than capable of defending himself against any and all kinds of danger.
It was crazy how fast the kid had grown up on him. Even though it had been quite a few years.
Tails returned a few minutes later, carefully carrying a plate of hastily prepared food, a glass of water, and a couple pills. "Don't take the meds until after you eat," he instructed, and Sonic chuckled.
"This is a little unfair, don't you think?" he protested. "You need this, too, but you shouldn't have to do it all yourself."
"It's fine," Tails insisted. "I can eat later. I just want you to take it easy."
"I want you to take it easy, too," Sonic pointed out, his tone easy and caring. "Just let me—"
"How about this," Tails cut in. "You eat what I got you. You take your medicine. Then I'll let you make me something."
"Hm. You drive a hard bargain." Sonic sniffed dramatically, making Tails giggle. "But fine."
He obeyed his little brother's commands (that sounded weird). They talked as he ate. Shared their experiences on the islands, both the fun ones and the not-so-fun ones. Cracked a few bad puns. As he finished up, Sonic nudged Tails to the other side of the couch and grabbed another blanket to tuck around him. Tails rolled his eyes with a tiny smile as Sonic left to go return the favor.
He found and made a quick, simple meal he knew Tails liked. He got the glass of water (although he had to ask where the medicine cabinet was). He sat back down on the couch, and they resumed their quiet conversation.
Sentences and words began slurring together. Sonic dimly realized that the medicine Tails had chosen must've been both a painkiller and a depressant. That was completely fine; he hadn't properly slept in weeks, and he had a feeling Tails hadn't, either. He wondered if it was even possible for him and the others to have slept in their ghostly, digitized forms.
The stretches of silence between words grew longer and longer, until it took over the room entirely. A warm, peaceful sense overcame the mood. At some point, Tails fumbled to press some buttons on the side of the couch, and the lamps switched off. Of course Tails had installed controls like that, Sonic thought in sleepy amusement. His eyes drifted closed, though one ear twitched when he heard:
"G'night, Sonic. I love you."
He smiled without opening his eyes. "G'night, lil bro. Love you, too."
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myymi · 1 year
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i doubt i’ll be able to finish this today, so have a little sneak peek of sonic&tails meeting for the first time ✨
happy wednesday, everyone!
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He started running circles around the three kids, wrapping them up tightly as he did. They were yelling all sorts of nonsense, but the hedgehog didn’t care to listen to it.
When he was sure the rope would hold, he skidded to a stop in his original spot in front of the little fox. His hands rested against his hips as he watched the teenagers struggle to untie the rope.
The older fox had caught his eye and snarled, “What the hell even are you?!”
“You’re as freaky as the stupid brat!” The monkey yelled, trying his best to glare at the tween. It looked more pained than angry, though.
“We should go and get back up. We aren’t gonna beat him with just our fists.” The bear pointed out, nodding in a direction that the hedgehog assumed led to their village.
“Whatever, we’ll deal with you later, Miles.” The older fox hissed at the cub as the three of them tried to get back to the village without falling over.
When he could no longer see them, the tween turned to face the kid—who he assumes is Miles—with a grin on his face.
The fox had a look that seemed to be a mix of amazement and shock. He had grabbed his tail at some point and was holding it against his chest, as if in a way to protect himself.
The hedgehog gave him a small smile and crouched down to be less intimidating. He wasn’t really sure how to communicate with the kid without being able to talk, but he’d figure it out.
He held his hand out to help the fox to his feet, but he flinched away and tried to back up into the tree even more.
The tween frowned, choosing to retreat his hand and sit down instead.
The kid was watching his every move, so he knew he had to take this slow.
Which is a little annoying, but he wanted to help get him home to his parents.
As the hedgehog was thinking of a way to prove he wouldn’t hurt the fox, the other had shifted slightly, a small blue glow emitting from behind his tail.
He raised a brow at it and leaned to see if he could catch a glimpse of whatever was shining.
He gasped when he did.
The kit had covered it once he saw what the older was doing, but he already knew what the younger was holding.
The Blue Chaos Emerald.
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tailsfan · 1 year
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Wishing Star
This is a little idea I had for Wholesome Sonic and Tails Wednesday, though it is Tails centric...
Well I wrote it for fun, and I hope everyone likes it!
Everyone was in their beds, with full stomachs, sleeping without care…
Everyone….
Except one….
The little kit looked up at the dark sky, that was decorated with millions of shimmering stars…
Unlike the rest of the people on the Island, the kit didn't sleep… he didn't have food to eat… nor a bed to lay on…
Instead he was stuck outside in the forest, left alone with the unbearable pain that stung at every corner of his body…
The little fox shut his eyes shut tight, in attempt to block out his emotions that were bubbling up…
Tears fell out of the three year old's eyes, as he shivered at the cold air that blew.
No kid deserved to face that… Though he did…
All because of his two tails…
The child couldn't help but think what would have happened if he didn't have two tails… What if he only had one?
Would his parents not have left him?
Would he be loved?
Would he have a house to stay in?
Would he never be alone?
Tears were rolling down the kit's fur, as he looked down at his worn out mismatched shoes… He pushed on his arm that was still bleeding from the scratch he received from the teenaged tiger earlier…
He wanted it to stop hurting…
He wanted to be warm…
He wanted to be full…
He wanted to feel happy like all the other kids he's seen…
He- He wanted to be loved…
How silly…
He knew that those things would never happen…
He was just a two tailed freak that no one cared about…
That no one loved…
The little fox looked back up at the night sky. It was a cold day, much to the fox's distress, however the sight of the sky was breath taking…
Suddenly, a star flew across the sky!
"H-Huh?!" the kit exclaimed, in a raspy voice, "A s-sootin' s-staw?"
The kit remembered what he once heard at a park…
' "Look at this!" a young cat exclaimed showing off her new toy to a group of kids…
"Wow!" "How did you get that?" the kids exclaimed.
"I saw a shooting star yesterday! And I wished on it and my wish came true!"
The kit wondered whether it was true or not…
The logical side of him knew that there was no way that could happen; however the kid side of him urged to make a wish… And so he did…
Remembering the words the cat recited he closed his eyes and spoke:
"Stawwight, staw bwight, fiwst staw I see to-tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight!" before taking a breath in and thinking about what he should wish for… He could wish for unlimited food, so he would never starve again! Or a home to stay in! Or a thicker coat to last through the winter! Taking another breath of air, the kid said,
"I wish someone will love me…"
~'0'~
It has been two years since Miles wished on the star…
Looking up at the dark sky, the same place where he when he was three he looked up at the sky.
He had grown a lot the last two years…
He stopped believing in all of those kid fantasies that kids his age and oler still believed in…
He knew better than that…
He knows that the world hates him, and the only way to get something he has to work for it…
He has to get his hands messy…
And life will never make him getting what he wants easy…
Miles managed to get food…. though he still starved often…
He managed to find a place to sleep… though he got messy often…
He managed to stay warm… though he still froze often…
The main point is that he was able to work for all of those…
He 'stole' any food he could find thrown away…
He searched for caves and dug burrows for hours…
He looked for as many thin blankets as he could for days…
He worked for all of that…
But… How is he supposed to work to get loved?!
But Miles still tried…
He helped fix people's machines… only to get kicked…
He tried to clean up the park… only to get garbage dumped on him…
He supported people when they were weak… only to get punched…
No matter what he did, no one understands him…
No one loves him…
Because he is a freak… and that is a fact…
and no wish can change that…
Looking back up at the stars, Miles sees another shooting star…
Unlike before he continues to stare at the sky…
He didn't wish…
Since even if he did…
He would never be loved…
~'0'~
"Hey Tails, look it is a shooting star!" Sonic said pointing up towards it.
Tails followed Sonic's gaze and his eyes bet the said star.
"Let's wish shall we?" Sonic asked with a smile.
Tails saw Sonic closed his eyes tight, clearly making a wish…
Tails continued to look at Sonic…
He already wished on the star…
And since then he no longer believed in wishes…
Even so… His wish became true…
Maybe everyone's wishes become true… The better ones just need time to work…
"Why didn't you wish?" Sonic said looking at Tails with a confused expression.
"I don't need anything!" Tails said with a shrug, "Besides my wish is right beside me!"
Sonic looked around before pointing at himself in question "Me?!"
"Yup! I've got the best older brother ever! What else do I need?"
"Ohhh, come here you little ball of fur!" Sonic said pulling Tails into a tight hug.
The two of them stared at the beautiful night sky, before Sonic broke the silence.
"Do you know what I wished for?" Sonic whispered.
"What?" Tails asked, curious.
"I wished to always have you by my side! And for the two of us to have the best times together!" Sonic said!
'And I wished to be loved, and I hadn't been for the longest time…
But I am now!'
I hope everyone liked it! I know it is pretty short, but I thought it was a cute idea!
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The Cereal Hunt (Wholesome Sonic and Tails Wednesday)
The morning is pretty cloudy. Tails can smell the rain so he decides he’s going to work on small projects inside the house, as well as some school work Vanilla gave him. Unfortunately, he’s out of cereal. This is a terrible start to his day, and he refuses to start his day until he has his fill on cereal. Sonic has always joked about how he should stop overfilling his bowl, but Tails says that he’s a hungry growing boy.
Sonic decides he’s gonna help a bro out and get more, so he grabs his wallet and umbrella in case it rains again. “Hey, Tails, I’m going grocery shopping, wanna come with?” Sonic calls into the house. He sees Tails poke his head out of the kitchen. He has his thinking face. Then he trots over and puts on his firetruck red rubber boots. Sonic is shocked! Tails normally doesn’t like to hang out in the rain or when there's a possibility of it since the water weighs down his tails. Sonic grows a fond smile and the two head out. It rained a bit overnight so there’s some puddles, and the brothers stomp in all of them. It takes a little longer to get to the Shopping Zone.
At the store, Tails insists on carrying the basket, and Sonic has a hunch there’s a reason behind it. Normally Sonic is the one carrying the basket, but today it seems that Tails either wants something and wants to ensure he gets it, or he feels he has something to prove.
Turns out Tails wanted something. Being as small as he is, getting through crowds is pretty easy. For Sonic, it isn’t that easy, so he’s left trying his best to catch up to the fox without having to run. Tails is making a beeline for the candy section- specifically the mints. He starts grabbing handfuls of different brands of mint candies and tossing them into his basket. Sonic looks on in bewilderment. His head is sore from the sheer amount of mint.
“Ta-TAILS OK THAT’S ENOUGH MINTS” Sonic rubs his sinuses, not in annoyance or anger, the scent is just too strong for him.
“You can’t stop me.” Tails does not care that his brother is in pain.
“Maybe I can’t, but the limited rings on my person will. We came here for cereal. You don’t see me bolting off to grab hotdogs or cans of chilli!” Sonic puts a hand on his waist.
Tails groans and starts putting a few packets back. Once he has removed half of his mint supply, Sonic looks satisfied. The two head to the cereal aisle, and Tails quickly grabs his cereal. He holds it up in celebration. He can eat now! They grab a few more things before heading out.
Unfortunately, it’s raining again. Sonic opens up the umbrella for him and Tails to go under. They decide they’re going to jog home! Well, Tails is jogging. Sonic is speed walking.
Then BOOM CRASH! They hear the thunder and see the lightning. Tails whimpers and speeds tf up, now running instead of a jog. Sonic lifts Tails up and closes his umbrella, then runs the rest of the way home. Sonic grabs a heavy storm blanket and wraps his brother like in a loose burrito. Then he lifts up the burrito and sits down on the couch with it, and turns on the TV to block noise. Tails eventually comes out of the burrito when he’s calm enough and lays his head on Sonics lap.
They watch My Hero Academia (Tails’ canonical favourite anime) and wait for the storm to pass.
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nightfurylover31 · 1 year
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Sonic Forces AU Role Swap, part 1
Since Wholesome Sonic and Tails Wednesday is over, time for some Sonic and Tails angst! Going back to Forces, there was something Eggman could have done that would be much more painful than keeping Sonic in a cell as he took over the world. A blow to the heart in the worse way possible.
What is going on? How did this happen? Those were the questions going through Sonic’s head as he was being repeatedly attacked by his assailants. He didn’t even have time to defend himself. Being hit around like a pinball. Finally, he was slammed into a wall, landing hard on the ground. 
It was five on one, against some of the toughest opponents he ever faced. How could anyone stand up to that alone? And how were they all here? Wasn’t Chaos at peace? And why would Shadow join Eggman again? Sonic tried to pick himself up, but the pain dulled his strength. He could feel himself slipping into unconsciousness. 
“Sonic!” 
The sound of Tails’ voice helped Sonic cling to staying awake, though his vision was still fading. He saw the mysterious figure land in front of him. Who was this guy? How did he move like that? He began to walk towards Sonic…
“Wait!” Eggman’s voice was unmistakable. Oozing with his snarky confidence after that beatdown of his greatest foe. “I have an even better idea.” 
“Hey, let me go!” 
Sonic got his second wind when he heard the fearful shout. He turned his head, only to see the masked jackal grab Tails by the throat. 
No! Not him! Get away! 
He tried with all his might to get up, weakly reaching out his hand towards his best friend. But as soon as he got that little bit of energy left, he lost it. Nothing but a horrifying site fading to black, with the most heartbreaking cry he ever heard. 
“SONIC!” 
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His head was pounding. His body ached. It took great effort to just open his eyes. All he saw was blurs, including a large pink one to his left. 
“Sonic! You’re finally awake!” Amy cried. She wanted desperately to hug him, but restrained herself due to his condition. 
The blue hedgehog struggled to sit up, but managed to. 
“Take it easy,” Amy warned. “You’re still hurt.” 
Sonic looked around, now that his sight had come back. He looked like he was in some kind of old hospital. “Where are we?” 
“It’s a building east of Central City,” the girl explained. “We needed a secret place to regroup and plan.” 
Sonic raised an eyebrow. We? Why meet in secret? This was just raising more questions, and making his already throbbing head hurt more.
“Glad you’re not down for the final count.” Sonic turned his head to see a red echidna leaning against the door. Knuckles… wait, Knuckles?!
“Knux! Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be on Angel Island?” Sonic’s question lacked his usual sass, he was still too sore for that. 
“I was,” Knuckles began, “but then Silver and I were attacked by Chaos. We realized something big was happening on the surface, so we got here as fast as we could. We got word you were in a huge fight in the city, and found you out cold.” 
“Silver’s here too?” Sonic was always happy to see his friends, but Silver wasn’t really one for casual visits. It usually meant something bad, not that Sonic ever held that against him. “Seriously, guys. What is going on?” 
Both Amy and Knuckles averted their gazes. They clearly didn’t want to talk about this, but Sonic needed answers. He threw the blanket off and swerved his legs off of the bed. Pain followed suit. 
“Sonic!” Amy reached out to grab him. 
“You should rest,” Knuckles advised. 
“Not until I get some answers!” 
Seeing they had no choice, Knuckles offered to take Sonic’s arm over his shoulder, supporting him as they walked. Amy led them into another room. There was a large computer against one wall, and a lot of containers. It looked more like a warehouse than a base. Silver and Espio were looking over the screens. When they heard the door open, they turned around. 
“You alright, Sonic?” Silver asked as he approached. 
“I’ll live,” Sonic casually commented. He’s been through worse, and he always was a fast healer. “It’s good to see you again, Silver, but I have a feeling this isn’t a friendly visit.” 
The future hedgehog lowered his head. “I wish it were. And I wish I could have arrived sooner. My time is in jeopardy again. But rather than some fire monster, it’s… this.” They all turned towards the monitors. News spread over every screen, cities being attacked by Eggman’s robots, enemies, and more. “The damage happening now will be carried on into my future. Where the aftermath of the Eggman Empire still lingers on.” 
Sonic removed himself from Knuckles’ support. He slowly limped closer to the video footage, his disbelief increasing with each step. “You’re saying Eggman… wins?” Maybe it was just the concussion, but none of this felt real. How was this possible? Sonic tried to think back to the fight before, his mind still felt jumbled.
“We’ve already contacted the Chaotix,” Knuckles explained, which was obvious with Espio there, “but we haven’t had much luck contacting Team Dark. We’re trying to spread word to any of our friends out there to stop Eggman. Now what about Tails?” 
The mention of the name snapped Sonic back to reality. He felt a cold shiver down his spine.
“He was with you, wasn’t he? Where is he now?” Sonic’s head began to spin as Knuckles continued to talk. Memories began to flood back. 
“He was…” Sonic began to mutter. He saw the figure before him, how his foes clobbered him. “That thing…” The last thing he remember was Tails in the clutches of… “…it took him.” 
“What did?” Amy asked. She noted the shaky tone in Sonic’s voice, which was unlike him. 
“That thing in the mask. With Eggman. He… he took Tails!” 
“What?!” The others all looked at him in shock. 
“I-I was right there, but I couldn’t… there was too many. Chaos… Metal… Zavok… Shadow…” 
“Wait! Shadow’s with Eggman again?!” The rage in Knuckles voice was obvious as his desire to punch something right now. 
“That makes no sense! Shadow wouldn’t do that!” Amy was so sure that the black hedgehog had changed. Why would he do this? 
As the group kept asking questions on what was happening and what to do, Sonic didn’t hear a word. He was too busy trying to reel back in his overwhelmed mind. Eggman was taking over the world, and Sonic couldn’t stop him. He couldn’t take on so many opponents. But worst of all, he couldn’t protect his little brother. 
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bowlerhatwearer · 2 years
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I like to imagine the "Club SpongeBob" episode, but with Sonic (SpongeBob), Tails (Patrick) and Eggman (Squidward) instead.
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ACK I FINISHED THIS MUSIC VIDEO AND IT HURTS WHY HAVE THEY DONE THIS TO ME
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raykitten · 2 years
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Helpme.EXE (A Sonic Creepypasta)
I'm starting to get less and less into Sonic The Hedgehog these days. Not because of the fandom. not cuz of bullying, not even because of simply outgrowing it. But because of an experience I've had. Now I may be just a little melodramatic, but I have to put out there for people to hear.
It was cold one Wednesday, rain was pouring down. What'd I expect? I mean, it was in February, so I guess that's to be expected. However, being stuck at home did give me an excuse to dust off my old Sega Genesis and play some games. I decided on Sonic 3 cuz I felt nostalgic. Ah, Sonic 3... It was just Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, and Eggman. The newer characters that came after like Shadow, Rouge, Silver, Blaze, Big, they're okay, but nothing can beat the classic lineup.
As soon as I turned on the game, I noticed something strange. Instead of "Start Game", the text said "I'm hungry." I thought of it as just a glitch and pressed on. The start was seemingly normal, but at a closer glance, I noticed something... Weird. It looked like I can see Sonic's ribs. He was noticably thinner, and looked kinda tired. That's when I got confused. Did someone break into my house and hack my Sonic 3?
Not wanting to ask more questions. I kept going. and the part where Knuckles steals the Chaos Emeralds played. Only instead of chuckling like he usually did in the scene, he walks up to Tails, killing him by ramming his fist through his chest. I was disappointed and shocked to say the least, because that not only means I can't get to higher areas without him, but I witnessed Sonic's best friend get killed.
When I played, Sonic's jumps were shorter than usual. Not by a significant margin, but it was noticable. He was also slower than before, and sometimes fell over. His idle animation was him holding his stomach in pain. Poor guy wasn't in real good shape. I felt bad for him. I didn't want to keep playing, but I did. Big mistake.
When it got to Eggman bombing the island, I noticed Sonic fainted from the pain. He wasn't moving for a good 4 minutes, until eventually, I saw a textbox that said: "Sonic: I should've eaten before we went here, but HE'S not letting me eat." "Who's 'he'?" I asked under my breath. As soon as I asked that. Sonic's color palette became more sickly and dark. The whites of his eyes became red, and he looked sad. Another text box: "Sonic: I'm so sorry, Tails... Why didn't I help you?" He shouldn't be blaming himself, he was hungry and tired. There wasn't a thing he can do. A third textbox popped up; "Sonic: I'm so hungry... My best pal Tails died... Why?" Knuckles came in and laughed at Sonic's misfortune. Now. Knuckles wasn't really the villain in the game, he was just protective of the Master Emerald. But he seemed to have malice in his eyes as he laughed. Like he genuinely hated Sonic.
I wish I was there, to help Sonic, but there wasn't a thing I can do. Then eventually, another text box appeared. "Sonic: Help me..." I wish I could, but then I saw a huge hand grab sonic, slowly pulling him into the darkness. I heard Sonic's cries and screams as he was getting pulled in. Sonic games didn't have voice acting back then, so it sounded distorted and compressed, as did Knuckles laughing. Suddenly, all sound stopped, and the game cut to black.
It was like that for 5 minutes until I saw another.... Sonic? He looked normal, but when he turned around, his eyes were black with red pupils, he was crying blood. I soon realized it wasn't the normal Sonic, but rather, Sonic.EXE. And he did that signature Kefka laugh as he looked at camera. He's done something with Sonic, I feel it. I felt like a 5 year old kid, watching their first horror movie. Then, the Sonic that EXE took was onscreen, sad, starving, deformed. Text saying "Help me" was all around him. Then the Sega Genesis turned off by itself. When I tried to turn it back on, the only screen was a red "No" against a black background. My other games worked okay, but this one in particular just says "No".
Sonic is trapped, and Sonic.EXE trapped him. It felt as though in order to help him. I had to break the game somehow. So I spammed turning it off and on. until Sonic. EXE got annoyed. I was soon taken to a boss battle against EXE, with a character who looked identical to me. It even had my name, "Darrell". I was ready to take him down. I struggled, but I had to lure him to the Master Emerald, and as soon as he spindashed into it, it broke and reformed around him. He was trapped.
Eventually, my character took Sonic to a nearby hut to be taken care of by echidna villagers. Eventually, I had to kill Knuckles while he wasn't looking, using a gun. And then my character took over as the Master Emerald's guardian, ignoring Sonic.EXE's pleas to be let out. I know he'll find a way out eventually, but not anytime soon. It went good for a few weeks, until eventually, in March, I saw a blood-soaked Sonic plush on my bed. Oh shit...! He got out. And now he's looking for me. This might be the last story I ever tell. And if I survive, pray to God he doesn't come for you next.
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tornado1992 · 2 months
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When will we leave death, pain and suffering? I mean, I want to get back to being nice and cute with the brothers, not worrying about every new post that comes my way.
I cannot speak on my colleagues behalf, but expect some fluff on my end next Wholesome Sonic and Tails Wednesday!
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nihoneshi · 5 years
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The Mun Behind The Muse(s)
The rules are simple. Repost, don’t reblog, and just tag the first five muns you think of to do this meme!
PERSONAL
Nickname(s):  Aqua / Aquatex
Gender Identity/Sexuality: Male / Homosexual
Married?: No
Have Kids?: No
Mun Faceclaim: None. (Old Faceclaims were Alphonse Elric and Miles “Tails” Prowler) 
Three Favorite Disney Movies:  I actually haven’t watched Disney related stuff in over a couple of years. I have no memory of them. 
Three Favorite Disney Villains:  ?
If You Had a Catchphrase: I don’t wanna answer this 
“If You Could Be a Mythical Creature: Dragon, 100%, no doubt about it. 
Favorite Texture to Feel:  Silk, Fur is also an amazing feeling. 
Favorite Smells:  Cinnamon / Apricot / Wintergreen
Favorite Genre(s): Fantasy, Adventure
Best Childhood Memory: Sadly I don’t think I have one, not that I remember, I guess it was watching my old bullies get expelled and then arrested a few years later for attempted murder. 
Worst Childhood Memory: I fell off my bike going really fast when I was nine but a drunk person was speeding and it was either get hurt or get severely injured and I picked scrapes and a broken tooth over possibly dying, that or the Blood clot that caused me to be in the ER for 5 days, yeah, probably blood clot, that shit left me partially crippled and fully traumatized. 
If You Could Tell Your Past Self One Thing: Don’t stress eat, that’s it. 
If You Could Go Anywhere in the World:  Japan, I love their traditions, I love their culture, I love the scenery, everything about Japan is amazing. 
One Lie You Told in the Last Year:  That my eating schedule is fine, it is not, I’m leaning on eating once a day and that’s anywhere from 3pm to 10pm. 
One Interesting Thing You Learned Recently:  Spike Chunsoft is livestreaming some ‘exciting news’ on Wednesday the 19th at 6pm PDT, aka, PMD5 hype. 
Random Useless Fact You Know:  In the original Italian version of Cinderella, the benevolent fairy godmother figure was a cat.
Plans for the Future:  Try to improve my mental health and get to a point in my life where I can finally go out with my life.
Least Favorite Interview Question:  Something else I’m obviously not answering 
ROLEPLAYING
Note: The muses don’t have to be yours. They can be a partner’s muse, or one you’ve seen on your dash.
Favorite Muse: My Grovyle muse for Pokemon Mystery Dungeon. I’ve had him for a little over 4 years and my canon-divergent portrayal is to die for, I adore him, my friends and partners adore him, and he’s probably a muse I won’t ever give up. 
Least Favorite Muse:  Insert my 10 year old self’s Sonic OCs, do I have to explain? 
Favorite Thread Plot:  For this blog? Any thread with @timekeeperlindar so far has been amazing, I love having Delbin interact with Lindar (As Fluffy or Smutty as it has gotten in the past) 
Least Favorite Thread Plot: Probably the last bad thread plot was a crack plot on an old blog that admittedly is way too cringy that I don’t wanna speak about it. 
Favorite OC: My New Eliksni OC for Destiny 1 and 2, He’s adorable, I actually commissioned someone like...3 hours after I finished everything for the character, He already has an extremely fleshed out storyline and backstory, but I haven’t written with him yet, just a favorite in general. 
Least Favorite OC:  Insert the Sonic OCs from 8 years old here. 
If You Could Meet One Muse: Probably Lucas...he seems like a guy who really loves traveling on top of being a cartographer. 
Which Muse Would You Punch:  Third Time, insert cringy edgy cliche sonic OC here. 
Which Muse Would You Hug:  My Grovyle, he’s gone through so much pain even in the canon story, he deserves it so much. 
For the Other People
tagged by - @the-purple-hero
tagging - anyone of you nerds. 
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Yeah, this kinda, I wouldn't say spiraled, but to where we were getting quite of bit of angst at first for Wednesday for awhile.
Maybe if it was on a different day, that would be cool, but since they're posting it on wholesome Wednesday kinda brings it down a bit. At least for me it did
Oh me too! The first fic I saw really blindsided me. I can't read anything on here anymore without thoroughly checking the tags for any sign of angst.
I think a lot of the people have started saving the angsty stuff for another day (Sunday I think?) so they don't ruin WSTW for everyone, which is nice. And I've seen them be better with tagging it too.
Long Live Wholesome Sonic and Tails Wednesday!
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The funny things is, wholesome Sonic and Tails Wednesday is a thing because there was so much angst and they wanted to dedicate at least s day for wholesome contents instead.
I KNOW! And now suddenly they've swung all the way back 😩
I guess I just got into the fandom right when all the fluff writers/artists were really big and I was not prepared for the sudden attack of death and pain
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