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yelmizuno · 1 year
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charliesgayhead · 27 days
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I hope people find this just as funny as I do
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natimiles · 4 months
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Ikemen Vampire: Voice Actors | Part 2
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calmoose415 · 12 days
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The Movie Star Speech
Tails sighed.
He folded his elbows over his desk. With another heavy exhalation, he rested his chin on his wrists while his namesakes swished in mild aggitation.
It was supposed to be so simple.
Another day, another raid on one of Eggman's bases. Jewel had sent him, Sonic, and Amy on a mission to scope it out and see if there were any supplies they could grab from there.
And while they had managed to grab some useful stuff, they ended up accidentally tripping some of the bases old security protocols.
Thankfully, with his trusty Miles Electric on hand, he could shut down those protocols with ease.
Keyword: could.
But no. Instead a stray blast from one of his defenses hit the device before he could finish hacking the system.
It took some time, but eventually, he, Sonic, and Amy were able to successfully escape.
But Tails still didn't feel better, especially while carrying the remains of his device back.
To make things worse, when they filed the report upon getting back to Restoration, he could practically feel the eyes on him.
While most people at Restoration were generally fond of him, some even idolizing him, he still had his handful of doubters.
"What is he even doing here?" He could hear some of them saying "He's just a kid, he doesn't belong here."
"What does Sonic see in that kid, anyway? It's not like he does anything that important."
"I heard Sonic only took him in because of his skills. It's not like their actually friends."
No matter how many times he heard it, well-meaning or not, their words always cut worse than any badnik.
These feelings continued to persist even after they got home.
Of course, whenever he was feeling down, Tails always fell back on his hobbies to distract himself. And since the Miles Electric needed repairing, this would be the perfect oportunity.
However, no matter how hard he worked, the thoughts still lingered in the back of his mind.
His head began to hurt as he desperately blinked away the tears building in his eyes.
He was eight years old with a 300 IQ; he shouldn't be crying like a little baby!
Suddenly, the door to his workshop creaked open, startling him out of his thoughts. He spun around, picking up a stray wrench on his desk and instinctively throwing it at this supposed intruder.
Instead, he was greeted with the sight of his big brother standing in the doorway, catching the wrench with ease.
"Woah, bud!" Sonic exclaimed a light chuckle in his voice. "Could've given me a concussion with this!"
Tails' shoulders relaxed. "Sorry." He mumbled. "Didn't know it was you."
"Hey, no harm, no foul." Sonic shrugged.
The teen casually strolled over to Tails' desk, placing the wrench down gently.
Tails hung his head, rubbing his eye tiredly. It was dark outside the windows of the workshop, the sun having set over the horizon a couple hours ago. And it was beginning to affect him.
"You doing okay, bud?"
Tails looked up at his brother, his heart clenching at the concern in his voice.
"I-I'm fine."
Sonic tilted his head before donning a soft smile. He knelt down in front of the kit, placing his hand behind the cub's ear and gently scratching.
"Is this about what happened today?" He asked.
Tails wilted, refusing to meet his brother's eyes, picking at one of his namesakes curled in his lap.
That all but confirmed it for Sonic.
"Hey, bud. It's not that big a deal..." Sonic started.
"It is a big deal!" Tails suddenly snapped, cutting his brother off.
Sonic recoiled a bit at the boy's outburst.
"I couldn't stop Eggman's security protocols fast enough because I was an idiot and didn't see that stray shot coming for me!" A few angry tears leaked down his cheeks.
"Bud, that wasn't your fault. None of us saw that coming." Sonic smiled comfortingly.
"You would have." Tails murmured quietly, looking back down at the ground. "I'm supposed to be smarter than this. But every time we're put in a life-threatening situation, I never pull through."
"Hey," Sonic voiced sternly. "You know that's not true, right?"
Tails, a bit startled, remained silent.
Sonic sighed tiredly. "Hey," He gently took Tails' hands into his own, giving them a light squeeze. "Do you need the Movie Star Speech?"
Tails glanced up his brother before he hesitantly nodded.
"Okay." Sonic smiled. "Tails, you are the star of this movie."
Tails glanced down at his idol's hands, grasping them tightly in his own.
"And this is the part of the movie where you get your heart broken. Where the world tests you, and people treat you like shit."
Tails flinched a bit, some of those peoples' words from earlier that day coming back.
"But it has to happen this way. Otherwise, the end of the movie, where you get everything you want, won't feel as rewarding. There are assholes out there. But in the end, they don't matter."
Tails found himself gazing up into his brother's emerald eyes, a soft smile adorned on the blue hedgehog's face.
"Because this movie's not about them. It's never been about them." Sonic's voice was warm, like a soft blanket draping over him.
"All this time... the movie's been about you."
Tails felt the edge of his lips quirking up into a smile. His eyes began to feel watery again. "Thanks, Sonic."
Sonic smiled back. "No problem, little bro." He gently ruffled the fox's bangs.
Tails giggled happily at his brother's touch before he yawned sleepily.
Still smiling, Sonic wrapping his arms around Tails' waist and lifted him up onto his hip.
"C'mon, bud. Time for bed."
Tails snuggled into his brother's soft fur, bunting his head under his chin and nuzzling him lovingly.
Sonic couldn't smile any wider than he already was as he carried his baby brother out of the workshop and up the stairs towards his room.
Gently laying him down on the mattress, Sonic carefully removed Tails shoes before draping the covers over him.
"Goodnight, Tails." He whispered. He then leaned in and softly kissed the fox cub on the forehead. "Love you."
"Love you too... big bro..." Tails murmured in his sleep.
Sonic chuckled as he stood up and walked over to the door, taking one last glance over his should at his sleeping kid before leaving the room.
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rintoki · 11 months
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luocha's voice is so calming...
imagine fucking him sensually, slowly, lovingly. and his moans are even prettier🥰🥰🫶🏻🫶🏻 filling my heart w serenity and love
MEEEEMDMRNFNDD UR SOO RIGHTTTT HES SO SMFNRKGNDKNFK
he’d look so pretty in white lingerie <3333 and his long hair ngngmgnfngnfjrbf gGGrRRRAAA i wanna comb his hair and kiss his shoulders, watch how easily his skin flushes because of how fair he is. his shaky breaths as you explore his body, slowly undoing the ties and ribbons of the white lace piece, unravelling before your eyes.
but you don’t take off everything, because the white lingerie just looks so gorgeous on him. no, instead it hangs rather messily on him; one strap falling off his shoulder, the panties pushed lazily to one side, the ribbon that was tied over his chest undone as it is now exposed to your hungry touches.
he shouldn’t be here actually, he’s a travelling merchant. but something about you draws him in, somehow he always finds himself coming back to you. maybe it’s the way you kiss his body, or the way you hold him so firmly and yet still gentle, how you always seem to know where to touch him that has him trembling.
“did you find this piece while on your travels?” you toyed with the silky garment, brushing your fingers over the translucent fabric on his hips. “it looks gorgeous on you.”
luocha sucks in a shaky breath, adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. “i… thought you’d appreciate it,” his voice was soft, eyes following your hands. you were going excruciatingly slow today, perhaps you were appreciating the lingerie a little too much.
the little white panties barely covered anything, already soaked with precum as evidence of how long you’ve been at it. it didn’t take much to push the string that made up the back half of the panties to the side, your fingers massaging the puckered skin of his hole. luocha bit down on his bottom lip, anticipating the feeling of your fingers pushing in and filling him up; oh how he’s missed the feeling.
you watched as the rise and fall of his chest quickens with the anticipation, his hips twitching and pushing against your hand.
“plea—please…” he whispers, and you oblige him. pushing a lubed finger in first, before pulling out and pushing in two. you listen to his quiet whine, his abdomen quivering as he tries to relax and accommodate the stretch. curling your fingers, you search for a spot along his spongy walls, stroking the way you know he likes it.
luocha grips at the sheets, the muscles in his belly flexing when your fingers brush over a particularly sensitive spot and he finds he cannot control the way his legs twitch, nor the high pitched whimpers that escape his mouth.
it didn’t help that your other hand has found it’s way to his cock, gently palming it through the fabric of the panties and his hips bucks pathetically, unsure if it wants to thrust into your palm or push down on your fingers. you smile at his predicament, kissing down his inner thighs and biting a dark mark into his milky skin. it pleased you greatly to see the blonde man in such a state, normally so put together and elegant now with his hair a mess and sticking to his sweaty skin that was flushed a crimson red.
it didn’t take long for luocha to release into the panties, soiling it further as he gasps for breath, body tensing and trembling helplessly beneath your touch. he stares at the ceiling, your warm touch already leaving his body and leaving him cold in the bed. as a travelling merchant he should be glad that you kept your business short, but he can’t help how he wishes you would stay just a while longer.
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puppyeared · 1 year
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Sorry
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extravagav · 1 month
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WELCOME BACK MEGUMI FUSHIGURO AND GOJO SATORU 🗣️🗣️🗣️
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dogddays · 3 months
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❝ 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 . . . 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 . . . [ dr. sawyer ]
[ spoilers for ch. 3 ! ]
DogDay's   voice   actor   is   shared   with   that   of   Dr.   Sawyer,   the   doctor   responsible   for   the   Bigger   Bodies   Project.   And   while   I   was   shocked   to   find   out   that   they   were   the   same   and   not   shared   with   Rich   from   another   tape   in   Chapter   3,   I   must   say   I   do   enjoy   the   idea   of   it   if   not   only   for   the   angst   !
DogDay   notes   how   their   voices   sound   similar   if   he   hears   the   VHS,   but   only   to   himself   and   it   feels   like   a   slug   to   the   gut.   He   struggles   a   lot   with   the   questions   he   has   for   himself   after   that   --   if   this   is   what   he   always   was,   or   if   he   was   that   man   --   that   monster   --   who   did   all   of   these   terrible,   cruel   things   to   people.   Only   to   be   fed   to   the   very   machine   he   made.
Needless   to   say,   it   messes   with   his   head   a   bit.   DogDay   has   no   memory   or   remaining   pieces   of   Dr.   Sawyers   life   if   he   was   him   . . .   but   does   that   mean   anything   when   no   one   else   can   seem   to   remember   either?   And   if   he   was   him,   does   that   mean   he   deserved   all   he   suffered?   Perhaps   he   was   never   even   good   at   all,   just   a   broken   toy   masquerading   as   a   good   dog.
The   internal   conflict   is   a   bit   inspired   by   Nick   Valentine,   and   that   goodness   he   wants   to   do   is   something   he   calls   his.   No   matter   who's   mind   and   matter   is   in   his   stitched   up   body,   that   good   he   did   is   something   that   cannot   be   taken   away   from   him   and   he   finds   solace   in   that.
In   the   end,   as   it   stands   at   least,   there's   true   explanation.   No   outright   confirmation   of   it,   and   therefore   all   he   can   do   is   wonder.   Wonder   if   these   thoughts   are   his   or   not.   Strung   between   the   extremes   of   a   mad   scientists   brain   and   a   company   that   doesn't   care,   he   grapples   with   what   it   means   to   be   anything   at   all.
But   if   he   had   to   choose,   he   would   like   to   be   kind.
Dr.   Sawyer   always   remains   as   a   shadow   in   his   mind   though   --   not   as   a   real   entity   or   even   a   spirit,   but   as   someone   --   something   ---   he's   haunted   by.   A collection of best guess ideas of who he may have been. Something   he   can't   quite   escape   and   can't   quite   put   to   rest,   always   wondering   if   some   cruelty   he   did   unintentionally   is   some   subconscious   version   of   him   unrelenting   and   persisting   after   the   transformation.
He   will   never   know   what   Doctor   Sawyer   looks   like,   but   flickering   images   of   what   he   could   have   looked   like   stay   stuck   in   his   mind.   So   too   does   that   voice,   the   voice   that   never   fit   the   cardboard   cutouts   and   promo   material,   the   voice   he   speaks   with.
The   voice   that   played   on   that   VHS   tape.
Personally,   I'd   like   to   leave   it   more   as   a   what-if   possibility   on   this   blog   as   I   feel   its   more   impactful   if   he   can   never   know.   Having   to   make   peace   with   not   knowing   and   carrying   on   anyways,   growing   beyond   the   shadow   of   that   past   --   of   who   and   what   he   endured   before.
With   choosing   everyday   to   wake   up   and   define   himself,   to   define   what   it   means   to   be   DogDay   through   his   actions.   Regardless   of   the   rest   of   it.
Because   sometimes   it's   not   about   knowing   everything,   sometimes   it's   about   making   your   peace   and   letting   it   go   and   moving   beyond   it   --   growing   beyond   it.
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veikkoalen · 6 months
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fuck marry kill but it's alex and casey and aleksi
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clowningaroundmars · 1 month
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so interestingly enough, some ppl have been pointing out that maybe miles42 is slightly older than 1610 miles? and i was like "yeah maybe" but looking at miles42's face more and more lately i'm... i'm starting to see it? :o
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like if you just compare the jawlines and cheeks, it actually looks like 42 lost some more of the baby fat 1610 still has
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and even without the Dramatic Ink Lines, 42 still looks like he's older than 1610 by at least a little! he has slightly more defined cheekbones imo
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its kinda hard to tell with limited camera angles and weird lighting tho. there's also the possibility that bc 42 lives in a household that's clearly struggling financially, one could argue he just happens to be not as well fed as 1610
not only that but the different murals they have of aaron in 1610 and jeff in 42 are also completely different. i've heard ppl pointing out that jeff's mural looked more worn out but actually.... the one thing that strikes me is how simplistic jeff's mural is.
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almost as if someone younger than 1610 made it.... someone who lost their father at a younger age and started growing out their hair to braid it around that same time. someone who developed an effective routine with their uncle also around that time, and who's had it down pat by the time 1610 appeared in their universe...
but what do yall think?
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castlephantom · 2 months
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They have same English voice actor.
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tuberosumtater · 1 month
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TREASURE X ISLAND
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martin-enjoyer · 3 months
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"it could've been worse. it's not like we're wrestling with tape recorders and manila folders." really? they're really- with the former archivists and the-? really?
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natimiles · 4 months
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Ikemen Vampire: Voice Actors | Part 1
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miintii-lxxvi · 2 months
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same VA moment again, but Miiverse
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kisa-e · 1 year
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H: hush, hush… be a good boy, mada-meow
T: anija… you heal those by yourself
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