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deepestbreadbarbarian · 6 months
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Man, what a view!
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candycatstuffs · 4 months
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😶
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😐
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Hmm something utterly self indulgent, simpler and filled with whimsy and color (if you ignore the context of the song) to brighten the angst week for me specifically
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"The ending left misunderstood amnesia for a diorama love
Who will I become?
It's a bittersweetly never-ending phobia."
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sage-nebula · 1 year
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Notes: I've been replaying Night in the Woods and I'm unable to get this little crossover idea out of my head. Set after Sonic Frontiers and after the main storyline of Night in the Woods, and slight AU where Tails is 11 or 12 instead of 8, so he can be closer in age to Lori, who is canonically 14 (I want him to have a friend closer to his own age). The idea here is that Tails has happened upon the tiny town of Possum Springs in his travels, and for some reason or another decides to crash there for a while, both literally and figuratively. For those who haven't played Night in the Woods, all you have to know is that Lori is a 14yo mouse who loves horror movies and lives out by the train tracks, on Chestnut Street.
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It was weird, how peaceful and comforting just lying in the dirt could be. Tails stretched his legs out, letting his heels thump against the metal rail of the train tracks, and a similar thump from behind him told him Lori had done the same on the other side. They stretched out between the two sets of tracks, facing opposite directions, their heads next to each other. The sky above was grey and thick with clouds. Every now and again, a drop of rain fell and splattered against Tails’ forehead. For some reason, he didn’t mind much.
“I like going to sleep out here sometimes,” Lori said. Tails tilted his head to look at her, but she was staring up at the sky above. He tilted his head back to do the same. “The excitement of the trains rushing by makes it easier to sleep. I just pretend like I’m homeless, and go to sleep.”
“I was homeless once,” Tails said.
“Really?”
“Yeah, for a few years when I was little. My brother and I just . . . wandered around.” And fought badniks and Eggman’s mechas and— “It took a few years for us to get my first workshop.”
“And then you lived in a workshop?”
“It has a house area too, with a bed and a kitchen and stuff. But I really wanted a place to be able to store my tools and work on my inventions, and we needed a hangar to keep the Tornado out of the rain so she wouldn’t rust.”
“I thought your plane was called the Cyclone?”
“Mine is. Sonic’s is the Tornado. She’s back home, unless he took her out recently.”
“Oh, gotcha.”
The ground rumbled, the vibrations cruising up Tails’ spine and through his ribs, and he pulled his feet off the tracks. Moments later a train rushed down them, and from the gust of wind that kicked up behind him, he knew one was passing by on the other side of his head, too. It took a few minutes, but when the train passed, both Tails and Lori stretched their legs out again, letting their feet clatter against the train tracks.
“Was it hard?” Lori asked after a moment.
“Was what hard?”
“Being homeless. I’ve always wondered what it was like. You know, when I’m laying out here sleeping.”
“Not really? I was really little, so I didn’t do too much. Sonic took care of everything; I just followed him.” Because even back then, he was a follower. He just tagged along, not a thought or care in the world about the burden he was imposing on Sonic by doing so. Sonic had never complained—at least, not to Tails directly. But then, he wouldn’t, would he? Even though he had only been eleven himself. Even though they’d had to hustle pool to get enough money for food, something Tails had thought had been fun at the time, although it must’ve been stressful for Sonic, far more than just caring for himself had been. Tails laid his arms across the coiling guilt in his stomach, and closed his eyes as a raindrop splattered against his forehead. “Maybe I shouldn’t have.”
“Why did you?”
Tails shrugged, as best he could while still lying on the ground. “It was just . . . better than where I was, I guess. And I wanted things to be better. I wanted to be better.” And he still did, and still wasn’t.
“It was better being homeless?”
“Yeah.”
“What about your parents?”
“I don’t have any.”
“Oh.” A beat of silence, then, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be prying. I won’t do it again. I’m sorry, I’m—”
“Hey, it’s okay.” Tails pushed himself up on his elbows to look over at her, but Lori was very determinedly not looking at him, staring up at the sky as she took in shallow breaths. “I don’t mind, it’s fine. They disappeared a long time ago. I don’t even remember what they looked like. It’s okay. Okay?”
“Mm.” Lori gulped down a few more breaths of anxious air, still not looking at him, her whiskers twitching as her fingers toyed with the zipper on her jacket. Tails laid back down, figuring it was probably better to let Lori calm down on her own, rather than try to force her to.
It never helped when people tried to badger him out of panic attacks, after all.
The ground rumbled beneath them again, and as one they pulled their feet back from the tracks. The wind that gusted over them was nice; it ruffled through Tails’ fur not unlike the wind that teased it when Sonic sprinted past, although thinking of that made a bittersweet pang take root in his chest. He pushed it away.
When the trains passed, and they had their feet on the tracks again, Lori spoke again. “My mom’s gone, too.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. My dad’s still here, though. When he hasn’t been drinking.”
Tails frowned. “That’s . . . not great.”
“No. But it means I can go wherever I want, at least. That’s kinda cool.”
“I guess.” Tails scuffed the heel of his shoe against the rail of the train tracks. “Is there anywhere you want to go? Away from Possum Springs, I mean. I could take you in the Cyclone.”
“I’ve got school tomorrow.”
“We could be back by tomorrow.”
Lori hummed. “I’ll think about it.”
“Okay.”
Comfortable silence fell again. Tails could hear birds twittering in the trees nearby, and the distant woosh of cars driving down the street.
“What about you?” Lori asked. “Where do you want to go after this? Back home?”
“No,” Tails said, even as he had to swallow against the yearning he felt to fall asleep to the sound of the Mystic Ruins waterfall, or the comforting smell of metal and oil from his workshop. “Not yet.”
“When, do you think?”
“I don’t know.” When I’m better.
“Hm. Well.” Lori shifted, and when Tails looked over he saw that she was looking at him from the corner of her eye. “I think it’s cool if you want to hang out here for a while. It’s nice to have someone to talk to when Mae’s busy.”
“Yeah.” Tails smiled a little, despite himself. “You’re fun to hang out with.”
Lori grinned, and pulled her feet back off the tracks. Tails did the same, and they watched the trains rush by on either side of them.
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sonicreferencephotos · 8 months
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Tails Chao Head Pal, Sonic Speed Simulator
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quazart · 1 year
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I just want a little pocket friend. A little pocket pal. Just one is all I ask. Just one. Ok, maybe two..or three.💛💙❤
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un-pearable · 1 year
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📁 Knuckles, please?? 👀
hmm. knuckles has a bunch of assorted gadgets from tails, most of which he doesn’t remember how to use but dearly appreciates. one of these is a fancy clock/“radio” that he built bc angel island’s drifting means it has an inconsistent day/night cycle, it’s supposed to display whatever time zone he’s in/connected to and make calling easier. knuckles doesn’t really care about timekeeping or use it that often… but it’s usually set to tails’ workshop
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spiinsparks · 1 year
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         ||. it’s 3am and all i can freakin think about is that any person who wants to romance this idiot is gonna have to deal with whatever the equivalent of an emotional one-night-stand is (we’re not here for the actual thing in this house) bc he’s a dumb teenager who’s too independent to consider yknow maybe a proper commitment to someone doesn’t actually mean ... getting shackled down
#(it'd be so messy at first)#(like on the one hand you'll never find someone as loyal)#(he'd fight for u)#(....oft times quite literally)#(but on the other hand .... the concept of tying himself to (1) person is so foreign to him)#(and there's such a different commitment level that comes into romance vs. like. idk being a kid-parent to a kitsune)#(or a pal. or a hero/adventurer like there's EMOTIONAL STAKES)#(i mean that's not even getting into if you like him and he falls for you back it's gonna take him forever to notice)#(MUCH LESS actually come to terms with the feeling and what it m e a n s)#(but then it's like his lifestyle is so come and go... you'd have to be so mentally/emotionally prepared for that)#(like yes he'll make it up to you in spades and he'll always run right back bc i mean look at him constantly crashing at tails' place)#(but geez i can imagine that would make things so complicated for uh... certain... people)#(i think of amy in particular she seems to thrive off of connection/quality time)#(they have the same vibe just 2 completely different ways of going about it im going feral)#(like still using them as an example if /she/ wants commitment but /he/ wants .... not 'freedom' in the sense of her but like)#(//gestures//)#(he wants to go do things ok he's not settlin down that's not in his vocab)#(but like where's the compromise yknow? i think they''d find it real easy cos they both care about each other but where's the line)#(and yeah that question of 'what's the compromise/where's the line')#(idk that's interesting for sonic's romantic relationships but tbh also some of his more strong platonic ones too)#(admittedly like all of his relationships are platonic but still)#(like i just think =w=)#(i'm rambling imma delete this in the morning i thing but hh)#⸨ * OOC ⸩ — he was never actually called a rodent in the games but yknow .
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acaiyatree · 1 year
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IT IS 3:03 AM HERE AT MY PLACE AND I AM TRYING NOT TO SCREAM BC OF THE SONIC PRIME CLIP THING
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deanpinterester · 2 years
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k so the thing that bothered me abt the Dance Scene in sonic 2 (aside from the song choice) is that there was NO reason sonic couldn't have just ran over and grabbed the map. dude has SUPER SPEED. the dancer guy was like TWO FEET AWAY.
i wonder if the scene could have worked better if it was a character moment. if sonic got the map back immediately but saw that tails was still cowering in fear from the crowd's mocking. and sonic is like *defense mode activate* "okay, we are NOT leaving here without showing these people a thing or two" and THAT'S the reason they even stay to dance battle. it was to help tails gain confidence! it was to fight back against the insults! they wanna see freaky? they're gonna get freaky! it would show that sonic is super supportive and Will help you get over your insecurities even if it means you have to dance to freaking uptown funk
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metalcd · 2 years
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“even if metal wanted to change and betray eggman, where would they go? omega has team dark and gemerl has cream & vanilla. metal has nobody else.”
*grabs u by the shoulders* sonic... they would go to sonic.
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soniclozdplove · 2 years
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Wanted to practice dynamic walking poses and figured these three would be good practice
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I promised myself I'd control my impulses for Christmas. 'you're already buying sa2, maybe even sadx, don't buy another game,' i said. and then I saw this in cex
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wreckingthenews · 1 year
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they really called the city
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donelywell · 5 months
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July 29- September 27 2023
A couple doodles of the Dream Cast hanging out, and the duo bring brothers.
While Sonic and Tails were out traveling before they built their home, Amy would send treats along with her pen pal letter to them. After a few letters, Amy learned that Tails loves mint and that Sonic likes spicy foods, so she makes lots of minty and spicy/ cinnamon treats for the two. (the cat rock is a parting gift from Knuckles to Tails after they saved Angel Island in S3&K)
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sonicreferencephotos · 9 months
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Tails Shoulder Pal, Sonic Speed Simulator
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