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Tails: I'll admit he isn't perfect, but Sonic has overcome impossible odds over and over again. I know he'll save us! 💛🦊

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They're besties your honour

hey so I had a vision again-

swap au except im too busy and lazy to finish this so 🫡🫡🫡🫡

YEAH IM BACK ON MY BULLSHIT thought abt how like petri came to be and like started this little comic! YAY maybe i'll make more

EHHHHH IM BACCKKKKK 😝😝😝😝😝

(this took 11 hours be so fucking fr)

Heres all my silly sonic doodles, is it obvious which version(s) I grew up with?

If ya got any questions or wanna know more toss em in my ask box B)

The baby Jesus

This is huge! Really excited to see what they do with that new story campaign!

New updates for Sonic Frontiers for 2023 announced, teases new playable characters

In an unexpected update, the official Sonic the Hedgehog social media has confirmed that three major updates are on their way to Sonic Frontiers in 2023.

The one that grabbed fans' attention the most was the third update that teased the possibility of Tails, Knuckles and Amy being playable in a future update.

First Update:

Juke Box

Photo Mode

New Challenge Modes

Second Update:

Sonic's Birthday

Open Zone Challenges

New Koco

Third Update:

Playable characters

New Story campaign

The new updates will be provided for free to all Frontiers players.

While I wait for my copy of Sonic Shadow Generations to appear, it'll never happen but I wish there was a cursed sleep over afterwards!

“Best friends!”

this was an art commission requested to me by one of my BFFs irl for her little brother and since my Sonic phase is hot on my ass I’ve never been quicker to create a piece for her 🏃‍♀️💨

also I’ve been meaning to watch Sonic Prime because my inner 9 year old Simp loved Sonic so 👁️👁️

Siblings doodles!!

Redraw

Hey! Decided to try drawing this precious baby again because I didn't like the first one. I love this one so much! The whiskers are better, the tails are better, and so is everything else really except for my tracing job.

Anyways, have this new little genius bless your day/night! Remember that you don't need to know everything to be smart!

Please don't post this without crediting me

Drawing #1

Please don't hate on the colouring and tracing job, I'm not great at either. Same with the tails for being too small and the whiskers for not being symmetrical. Regardless, this genius is still perfect! And according to his calculations, so are you!

Please don't post this without credit!

Good job little bro

Sonic 3 | ☆☆☆☆☆

I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT, I love this movie. I don't care if it was stupid at some points, it was perfect. I don't know if they were really references to the Fandubs, but every reference had me screaming. This was the most fun I've had watching a movie in a while and the AKIRA SLIDE! This movie was ridiculous and the animation was insane. It was perfectly comical and I loved it. I just love Sonic so much. And Knuckles and Tails. I love Tails. MARIAAAA!

OMG IT’S HAPPENING

"You can't rely solely on something outside of yourself to get what you want, you know. Wishes are nice and all, but at the end of the day, only you have the power to shape your life the way you want." Tails frowned, taking his words to heart as he reflected on them. "But what if I can't do that?" Sonic's grin gentled as he ruffled Tails's fur. "You can do anything you put that big brain of yours to, kid. But if you ever need help, just remember you can always count on your big bro to have your back." - The world says that Sonic the Hedgehog is dead, but Tails knows that isn't true. With only himself to rely on, he breaks down the boundaries of time and space to get the help he needs to save his big brother and the world—even if the help he gets isn't exactly who he expected. A rewrite of Sonic Forces

Chapter 1: Best Laid Plans

Present Day

The red insignia of the Eggman Empire grinned against its steel canvas, empty eyes overlooking empty prison cells. Numbered placards mounted above each barred cage counted down from zero to six. At first glance, they all appeared vacant. Whatever had been kept captive once upon a time now long gone. Though, ironically enough, the cell marked "0" was the only one to contain something.

A door to the prison block opened with the press of a button. Confident footsteps echoed off the corrugated floors while two robots hovered in their wake. Dr. Eggman paused at the doors to the first cell. Sporting a smile to rival his own logo, the doctor peered into the darkest corner of the cell.

"I knew there was something special about you from the moment I saw you," he declared in lieu of a greeting. "Comes with the territory when you're a genius. You'll find very little actually surprises me."

A shadowed lump of fur sat still and silent in the dark. Staring sightlessly at the wall barely two feet from his snout, he didn't acknowledge the doctor's presence. A collar choked the creature's neck, not enough to cut off airflow, but the pressure was a constant reminder of his capture. 

Of his humiliation.

"If you think catatonia will get you out of this, you'll only find yourself disappointed." Eggman stroked the whiskers of his mustache as he considered his captive. "I have big plans for you, JS-00. Oh yes. Once the testing phase is complete, we can proceed to the main event. I think you'll enjoy the challenge. After all, it's not for the weak."

Eggman chuckled as a pointed ear flicked in his direction. There were no other indication he was fully cognizant, but there didn't have to be. He was still listening.

"Piqued your interest, have I?" Eggman chuckled.

"… the mask."

Eggman arched a brow. "Hm? What was that?"

"… give me the mask."

[Continue at AO3]

I fucking hate you (affectionate)

Something Borrowed, Something Kept

A/N: I'm still working on finishing my next chapter of "When the World Breaks," so for now, have a little drabble I wrote I while back as a little something for Tails's birthday <3 Happy Birthday, Tails! This takes place between Chemical Plant Zone and Aquatic Ruin Zone in Sonic 2.

Sonic finally found a clothing closet in the city near the chemical plant. While he’d managed to coax Tails into the now defunct factory thanks to the lack of organic persons, the city had taken a level of patience Sonic wasn’t yet equipped with. So far food seemed to motivate the kid, though Sonic had to admit he had certain feelings about convincing him to do things by promising extra snacks. Having to “be good” to justify being fed wasn’t something he was about. As long as he had the means of getting them both some food, he was going to make sure Tails had enough to eat and he didn’t want him to ever doubt that.

Tails stuck close as Sonic rummaged through the children’s selection of clothes. It was a free service, run exclusively by volunteers, so it wasn’t always as quick and easy to find things Sonic was in the market for. This clothing closet at least tried to organize the mobian clothes by animal, but it was still tedious picking through the different sizes. Sonic grabbed himself a newer pair of sneakers with decent treads first. He didn’t need a new coat this winter, he’d purposefully picked one he could grow into last year and it was just starting to fit properly, if still a little long in the torso. 

Then he could focus on finding stuff for his little tagalong. He took the shoe that seemed to fit Tails’s foot better—one was clearly too small, and it was good he used his tails to keep up because Sonic could only imagine the blisters he’d get if he had to run with it—and used it as a reference to figure out what his size was. Tails padded after him in his socks, occasionally ducking under clothes racks. The first time he did it, Sonic immediately parted the garments to arch a brow at him. Tails squeaked and scampered out, immediately diving into the center of another rack. Sonic stared after him for a beat, then it clicked.

He wanted to play.

After that, he’d stroll past the racks, whistling to himself and casually scanning the donation center in search of Tails. His twin fox tails were always poking out, so he never truly lost sight of him, and they wagged happily every time Sonic got closer. He’d lull him into a false sense of security, let him think he’d escaped detection, then he’d zip back and throw open the clothes like a curtain, his devious grin making the little guy gasp with delight before scurrying off again.

It made the shopping take longer than it needed to, but it was kinda fun seeing Tails act like an actual kid. 

Of course, acting like an actual kid also meant trying on the clothes was an actual nightmare. The shoes weren’t so bad, Tails wasn’t bad at trying shoes on. He found and got immediately attached to a pair of red and white sneakers that didn’t look so different from the pair Sonic picked out. They were a little big for him, but that’d be fine. He could grow into them, like the borrowed gloves Sonic was letting him wear. They’d just find a way to secure them around his ankles so they wouldn’t fall off.

Since picking out shoes had been a snap, Sonic assumed Tails would be just as agreeable when it came to his coat. 

That had been a mistake.

Whenever Tails lashed out, it was clear that it came from a place of self-preservation and Sonic could understand that. But he was doing everything right here. He wasn’t moving too fast, he didn’t grab him, he didn’t get too close. They’d just been having a fun time playing around in the clothing racks until they got a dirty look from one of the volunteers and had to rein in it.

The second Sonic held out a coat to Tails though, he might as well have asked the kid to cut off a tail. 

He balked; staring at the article of clothing with the same amount of disdain he'd shown Robotnik when they chased him out of the chemical plant. He backed away and shook his head when Sonic motioned for him to take it. Sonic frowned and Tails frowned right back.

Though he was fluffier than Sonic, his fur was still really patchy from months of poor nutrition and grooming. His full winter coat hadn't come in yet even though it was December, still too scraggly to offer much protection. Sonic really didn't want to have to deal with a sick fox kit as a result. One, he didn't know the first thing about caring for one, and two, it sounded like the most uncool thing ever. It definitely wasn't something he'd signed up for, and it was bound to happen if Tails got too cold. Sonic had experienced his fair share of sick days when he’d first started traveling on his own thanks to fluctuations in temperature he’d never been exposed to before. He couldn’t think of a lamer way to waste time.

Sonic pointed at the coat and tapped his foot impatiently. Tails turned his nose up at it. With a tch, Sonic rolled his eyes, then snatched Tails by the wrist. A set of sharp, baby fox teeth sank into his hand, but he ignored the pain as he wrestled one of Tails's arms through the coat. With a gasp, Tails released him to stare in horror at the fabric covering his arm. Sonic took the opportunity to slip his other arm through, then took hold of the lapels so he could zip it up. 

There. Sonic stood back, hands on his hips as he looked it over in triumph. It was baggy around the shoulders, but it would give him room to grow into it. It was red, too, like his sneakers. Sonic thought he'd appreciate that since he seemed to like the shoes so much.

But tears collected in Tails's eyes, all the mutinous anger gone in the face of what Sonic could only describe as complete and utter misery. The tears tracked down his cheeks slowly, ears plastered to his head as he fidgeted and tugged at the coat like it was constricting him, both tails limp and dragging on the ground. 

Aw, jeez. Sonic winced, quills bristling as he recoiled at the sight of his tears. It was only a matter of time, really, he supposed. Little kids cried for any number of reasons. Of course he hadn't been so lucky as to find and kinda befriend the only one that didn't.

Tails continued to tug at the coat, his breathing shaky as his chest rattled with each inhale. But he wasn't trying to make a scene. Wasn't throwing a fit. He was just…

Uncomfortable.

Sonic's ears and tail drooped. Of course Tails wouldn't be used to wearing clothes. The sensation of something as heavy as a winter coat was probably pretty weird. And he didn't like being trapped or confined, which Sonic could absolutely sympathize with. Coats could feel a little restrictive—all clothes did really, and Sonic preferred being as aerodynamic as possible for speed's sake. The drag of clothes on the wind was a real drag.

So it wasn't like he didn't get it. If he didn't have to wear a coat himself, he wouldn't. But there was snow on the ground and it was the practical thing to do if they were going to keep traveling in search of the Chaos Emeralds and Robotnik’s bases for the next few weeks. 

Besides, how many times had Sonic been forced to do something for his own good even if he'd hated it? How often had he listened to other kids in the orphanage cry as their wants were ignored in favor of their needs? Though if the adults around them had just listened…

Sonic rubbed a fist over his chest, averting his gaze guiltily as the soft sniffles filled the silence between them. He couldn't do it. Okay, kid, I hear ya loud and clear. With a sigh, Sonic stepped back into Tails's space and unzipped the coat. 

Tails sniffed again, teary eyes watching his hands as he eased the coat open and off his shoulders. Once he was free of it, he blinked up at Sonic. He hung it back up on the hanger and tucked it out of sight, then dusted his hands of it like it was a job well-done.

Tails shuffled his feet and used the back of his borrowed glove to wipe at his nose. Well, maybe not so much borrowed now. Kid could keep it. A genuine smile still curved his muzzle as he offered Tails a thumbs up. We good?

After a beat of consideration, Tails nodded and returned the gesture with his own thumbs up. Sonic heaved a huge sigh of relief, making a show of wiping imaginary sweat from his brow. It might’ve been a bit over-the-top, but it got a giggle out of Tails and that was the goal. With a wink, Sonic picked up their new shoes and led the way out of the clothing closet.

They could deal with winter clothes another day. For now, Sonic was more than ready for some piping hot chili dogs to end the day on a high note. And he needed to stock up on some more of those free mints.

—

Don’t say I told you so. Don’t say I told you so. Don’t say I told you so.

Tails sneezed.

Sonic sighed and stopped running, kicking up a light dusting of snow as he did. He hadn’t been going that fast, snow had a habit of slowing him down, but he still had to wait a minute for Tails to catch up. He shoved his paws in his coat pockets and tapped his foot in the fresh powder as he looked back over his shoulder. Tails trotted up to him, little body shivering too much to properly spin his tails to keep up.

But he was smiling. Sniffling from the cold and rubbing his arms with his gloved paws, ankle deep in the snow with his new shoes and thick socks. Complaining looked to be the farthest thing from the little guy’s mind.

Sonic exhaled loudly and shook his head, breath clouding in front of him. Tails perked up, both tails giving jerky little wags as he opened his own mouth as wide as he could and made his own puff of air. Sonic grinned, then crouched down and beckoned Tails closer with his finger. He came, head tilted curiously. Holding open both of his hands, Sonic nodded for Tails to place his paws between them.

Hesitation crept into his eyes, though it wasn’t necessarily mistrust that he looked at him with. He was still curious, wondering just what Sonic was trying to do, so he offered his paws to him and watched as he sandwiched them between his own. Leaving a sliver of an opening between his thumbs, Sonic leaned in and blew warm air over his paws, then rubbed firmly to keep his circulation pumping. Twin tails perked straight up, his fur puffing up a bit in surprise and Sonic had to bite back a laugh. Tails relaxed though when Sonic blew again, a happy hum escaping him as he soaked up the warmth.

Sonic sat back and gave him a thumbs up. Okay?

Tails gave him a thumbs up back. Okay!

Then he sneezed again.

Sonic hung his head, then glanced up at the clouds as snow continued to drift down gently. It was gonna stick around for a while, it seemed. Tails rubbed at his nose with the back of his glove, then cupped his paws in front of his muzzle and breathed over them just like Sonic had. His gaze snapped up when he heard the pull of a zipper, eyes wide as Sonic shrugged off his jacket. 

He draped it over Tails’s shoulders before he could skitter away, guiding his arms through the too-long sleeves. The dark green jacket nearly swallowed the little fox. Sonic snickered as he zipped up the jacket to Tails’s chin, then sat back and looked him over. Tails stared at the baggy sleeves, his paws hidden inside them. With a tch, Sonic rolled up the cuffs to free his hands. 

Better. There were two slits in the back for his quills that would let in a draft, but it was at least something to keep him warm. Bonus was that this jacket didn’t seem to upset him like the one he’d tried on at the clothing closet had. 

“You good?” Sonic signed to him properly, one of the most basic ones they’d learned so far.

Tails looked over his shoulder at the two gaps in the back, mouth parted in a stunned little “o.” Right, the breeze probably felt a little funny. Sonic tapped his chin as he considered ways to cinch the slits shut. Tape maybe? The tape they’d used for his gloves and socks seemed to be holding as temporary measures.

Sonic’s quills rose fast when the happiest yip filled the air. He blinked at Tails as he slid each tail into the holes of the jacket, the perfect size for them to fit. They wagged quickly, free to wiggle about as they pleased. Tails beamed at the sight of them, then shone that bright smile on Sonic.

“It’s good!” he signed enthusiastically. “Thank you!”

Sonic smiled back, a laugh tickling the back of his throat as he reached out to ruffle Tails’s fur atop his head. You’re welcome, the gesture was meant to say. Along with, you sure are something else, kid.

So he’d be fine with an extra big coat with room for his tails to stick out. Good to know.

Though Sonic had a feeling this coat was about to become yet another something borrowed that wound up something kept. Ah, well. In the grand scheme of things, he found he was pretty okay with that.

AAAAAAAAAAH

Summary:

A series of Sonic Unleashed vignettes with my own spin on the story. Each chapter is a different location in Sonic Unleashed. Focused mostly on the bond between Sonic and Tails, and also Chip. He gets to be here, too, as a treat.

Chapter 6 - Cool Edge (Holoska)

"Yo, Tails! You copy?"

Tails glanced down at his communicator, Sonic's voice filtering through the open link while he connected a wire to a device he was working on. "I copy. What's up?"

"My chocolate bar is frozen solid!" Chip's voice interrupted.

"Technically the chocolate was already in a solid state before freezing. A more appropriate idiom would be ‘it's hard as a rock,'" Tails offered with a sympathetic smile, even if Chip couldn't see it. 

"You can say that again! Even Sonic couldn't break a piece off of it!"

Tails couldn't help laughing as he pictured his brother fighting with a bar of chocolate to the point of considering spindashing it. "Well, good news is there's more chocolate here for when you get back."

"Make sure it doesn't freeze, too, okay?"

"I'll do my best." Tails shook his head in amusement, taking a pair of tweezers to realign the wires so they didn't get tangled.

"Okay, Chip, that's enough chocolate talk," Sonic snorted before he resumed control over the call. "How're things holding up on your end?"

"Good. The cold temperature is actually ideal for overclocking the Miles Electric's CPU now that I've upgraded it from a quad-core processor to an octa-core."

"Right… so guessing ‘overclocking' is like working through the lunch hour, or…?"

Tails laughed. "Kinda. It means pushing the CPU to work at a higher frequency so it can execute more operations per second and increase overall performance. The downside to it is that you risk overheating the hardware if there isn't proper ventilation in the chassis. Think of it like when you go super. Increased speed and strength, but you'll burn out fast if you don't pay attention to conserving your energy output."

"Makes sense to me!"

"Thought that might help put it in perspective. Overall, I'd say I'm making good progress!" Though Sonic couldn't see him, Tails still pumped one fist in the air for that added "oomph" factor.

"Glad to hear it, bud! At least one of us is."

Tails blinked and slowly lowered his arm, the disappointment in his voice palpable. "What's wrong?"

"Ah, it's nothing. Just gonna have to do another sweep of the area." His voice sounded tired as it crackled over the distance, the slight gravel in it reminding Tails a little of the werehog's growl. "Didn't find a single medal on my last pass. I swear, it doesn't take nearly as long to find ‘em at night."

"Because you're not running past them at the speed of sound," Tails pointed out. "Try taking it a bit slower."

"I don't have to take it slower. Speed's not the problem, keed," Sonic huffed, like Tails had asked him to cut off a limb. "They're just sneaky, that's all."

[Continue at AO3]

So even knowing the saddest motive behind Tails' revulsion for coats (you're so fucking evil) i was rereading Where Water Wears Away the Stone and HELL you're so evil. Thank you.

Something Borrowed, Something Kept

A/N: I'm still working on finishing my next chapter of "When the World Breaks," so for now, have a little drabble I wrote I while back as a little something for Tails's birthday <3 Happy Birthday, Tails! This takes place between Chemical Plant Zone and Aquatic Ruin Zone in Sonic 2.

Sonic finally found a clothing closet in the city near the chemical plant. While he’d managed to coax Tails into the now defunct factory thanks to the lack of organic persons, the city had taken a level of patience Sonic wasn’t yet equipped with. So far food seemed to motivate the kid, though Sonic had to admit he had certain feelings about convincing him to do things by promising extra snacks. Having to “be good” to justify being fed wasn’t something he was about. As long as he had the means of getting them both some food, he was going to make sure Tails had enough to eat and he didn’t want him to ever doubt that.

Tails stuck close as Sonic rummaged through the children’s selection of clothes. It was a free service, run exclusively by volunteers, so it wasn’t always as quick and easy to find things Sonic was in the market for. This clothing closet at least tried to organize the mobian clothes by animal, but it was still tedious picking through the different sizes. Sonic grabbed himself a newer pair of sneakers with decent treads first. He didn’t need a new coat this winter, he’d purposefully picked one he could grow into last year and it was just starting to fit properly, if still a little long in the torso. 

Then he could focus on finding stuff for his little tagalong. He took the shoe that seemed to fit Tails’s foot better—one was clearly too small, and it was good he used his tails to keep up because Sonic could only imagine the blisters he’d get if he had to run with it—and used it as a reference to figure out what his size was. Tails padded after him in his socks, occasionally ducking under clothes racks. The first time he did it, Sonic immediately parted the garments to arch a brow at him. Tails squeaked and scampered out, immediately diving into the center of another rack. Sonic stared after him for a beat, then it clicked.

He wanted to play.

After that, he’d stroll past the racks, whistling to himself and casually scanning the donation center in search of Tails. His twin fox tails were always poking out, so he never truly lost sight of him, and they wagged happily every time Sonic got closer. He’d lull him into a false sense of security, let him think he’d escaped detection, then he’d zip back and throw open the clothes like a curtain, his devious grin making the little guy gasp with delight before scurrying off again.

It made the shopping take longer than it needed to, but it was kinda fun seeing Tails act like an actual kid. 

Of course, acting like an actual kid also meant trying on the clothes was an actual nightmare. The shoes weren’t so bad, Tails wasn’t bad at trying shoes on. He found and got immediately attached to a pair of red and white sneakers that didn’t look so different from the pair Sonic picked out. They were a little big for him, but that’d be fine. He could grow into them, like the borrowed gloves Sonic was letting him wear. They’d just find a way to secure them around his ankles so they wouldn’t fall off.

Since picking out shoes had been a snap, Sonic assumed Tails would be just as agreeable when it came to his coat. 

That had been a mistake.

Whenever Tails lashed out, it was clear that it came from a place of self-preservation and Sonic could understand that. But he was doing everything right here. He wasn’t moving too fast, he didn’t grab him, he didn’t get too close. They’d just been having a fun time playing around in the clothing racks until they got a dirty look from one of the volunteers and had to rein in it.

The second Sonic held out a coat to Tails though, he might as well have asked the kid to cut off a tail. 

He balked; staring at the article of clothing with the same amount of disdain he'd shown Robotnik when they chased him out of the chemical plant. He backed away and shook his head when Sonic motioned for him to take it. Sonic frowned and Tails frowned right back.

Though he was fluffier than Sonic, his fur was still really patchy from months of poor nutrition and grooming. His full winter coat hadn't come in yet even though it was December, still too scraggly to offer much protection. Sonic really didn't want to have to deal with a sick fox kit as a result. One, he didn't know the first thing about caring for one, and two, it sounded like the most uncool thing ever. It definitely wasn't something he'd signed up for, and it was bound to happen if Tails got too cold. Sonic had experienced his fair share of sick days when he’d first started traveling on his own thanks to fluctuations in temperature he’d never been exposed to before. He couldn’t think of a lamer way to waste time.

Sonic pointed at the coat and tapped his foot impatiently. Tails turned his nose up at it. With a tch, Sonic rolled his eyes, then snatched Tails by the wrist. A set of sharp, baby fox teeth sank into his hand, but he ignored the pain as he wrestled one of Tails's arms through the coat. With a gasp, Tails released him to stare in horror at the fabric covering his arm. Sonic took the opportunity to slip his other arm through, then took hold of the lapels so he could zip it up. 

There. Sonic stood back, hands on his hips as he looked it over in triumph. It was baggy around the shoulders, but it would give him room to grow into it. It was red, too, like his sneakers. Sonic thought he'd appreciate that since he seemed to like the shoes so much.

But tears collected in Tails's eyes, all the mutinous anger gone in the face of what Sonic could only describe as complete and utter misery. The tears tracked down his cheeks slowly, ears plastered to his head as he fidgeted and tugged at the coat like it was constricting him, both tails limp and dragging on the ground. 

Aw, jeez. Sonic winced, quills bristling as he recoiled at the sight of his tears. It was only a matter of time, really, he supposed. Little kids cried for any number of reasons. Of course he hadn't been so lucky as to find and kinda befriend the only one that didn't.

Tails continued to tug at the coat, his breathing shaky as his chest rattled with each inhale. But he wasn't trying to make a scene. Wasn't throwing a fit. He was just…

Uncomfortable.

Sonic's ears and tail drooped. Of course Tails wouldn't be used to wearing clothes. The sensation of something as heavy as a winter coat was probably pretty weird. And he didn't like being trapped or confined, which Sonic could absolutely sympathize with. Coats could feel a little restrictive—all clothes did really, and Sonic preferred being as aerodynamic as possible for speed's sake. The drag of clothes on the wind was a real drag.

So it wasn't like he didn't get it. If he didn't have to wear a coat himself, he wouldn't. But there was snow on the ground and it was the practical thing to do if they were going to keep traveling in search of the Chaos Emeralds and Robotnik’s bases for the next few weeks. 

Besides, how many times had Sonic been forced to do something for his own good even if he'd hated it? How often had he listened to other kids in the orphanage cry as their wants were ignored in favor of their needs? Though if the adults around them had just listened…

Sonic rubbed a fist over his chest, averting his gaze guiltily as the soft sniffles filled the silence between them. He couldn't do it. Okay, kid, I hear ya loud and clear. With a sigh, Sonic stepped back into Tails's space and unzipped the coat. 

Tails sniffed again, teary eyes watching his hands as he eased the coat open and off his shoulders. Once he was free of it, he blinked up at Sonic. He hung it back up on the hanger and tucked it out of sight, then dusted his hands of it like it was a job well-done.

Tails shuffled his feet and used the back of his borrowed glove to wipe at his nose. Well, maybe not so much borrowed now. Kid could keep it. A genuine smile still curved his muzzle as he offered Tails a thumbs up. We good?

After a beat of consideration, Tails nodded and returned the gesture with his own thumbs up. Sonic heaved a huge sigh of relief, making a show of wiping imaginary sweat from his brow. It might’ve been a bit over-the-top, but it got a giggle out of Tails and that was the goal. With a wink, Sonic picked up their new shoes and led the way out of the clothing closet.

They could deal with winter clothes another day. For now, Sonic was more than ready for some piping hot chili dogs to end the day on a high note. And he needed to stock up on some more of those free mints.

—

Don’t say I told you so. Don’t say I told you so. Don’t say I told you so.

Tails sneezed.

Sonic sighed and stopped running, kicking up a light dusting of snow as he did. He hadn’t been going that fast, snow had a habit of slowing him down, but he still had to wait a minute for Tails to catch up. He shoved his paws in his coat pockets and tapped his foot in the fresh powder as he looked back over his shoulder. Tails trotted up to him, little body shivering too much to properly spin his tails to keep up.

But he was smiling. Sniffling from the cold and rubbing his arms with his gloved paws, ankle deep in the snow with his new shoes and thick socks. Complaining looked to be the farthest thing from the little guy’s mind.

Sonic exhaled loudly and shook his head, breath clouding in front of him. Tails perked up, both tails giving jerky little wags as he opened his own mouth as wide as he could and made his own puff of air. Sonic grinned, then crouched down and beckoned Tails closer with his finger. He came, head tilted curiously. Holding open both of his hands, Sonic nodded for Tails to place his paws between them.

Hesitation crept into his eyes, though it wasn’t necessarily mistrust that he looked at him with. He was still curious, wondering just what Sonic was trying to do, so he offered his paws to him and watched as he sandwiched them between his own. Leaving a sliver of an opening between his thumbs, Sonic leaned in and blew warm air over his paws, then rubbed firmly to keep his circulation pumping. Twin tails perked straight up, his fur puffing up a bit in surprise and Sonic had to bite back a laugh. Tails relaxed though when Sonic blew again, a happy hum escaping him as he soaked up the warmth.

Sonic sat back and gave him a thumbs up. Okay?

Tails gave him a thumbs up back. Okay!

Then he sneezed again.

Sonic hung his head, then glanced up at the clouds as snow continued to drift down gently. It was gonna stick around for a while, it seemed. Tails rubbed at his nose with the back of his glove, then cupped his paws in front of his muzzle and breathed over them just like Sonic had. His gaze snapped up when he heard the pull of a zipper, eyes wide as Sonic shrugged off his jacket. 

He draped it over Tails’s shoulders before he could skitter away, guiding his arms through the too-long sleeves. The dark green jacket nearly swallowed the little fox. Sonic snickered as he zipped up the jacket to Tails’s chin, then sat back and looked him over. Tails stared at the baggy sleeves, his paws hidden inside them. With a tch, Sonic rolled up the cuffs to free his hands. 

Better. There were two slits in the back for his quills that would let in a draft, but it was at least something to keep him warm. Bonus was that this jacket didn’t seem to upset him like the one he’d tried on at the clothing closet had. 

“You good?” Sonic signed to him properly, one of the most basic ones they’d learned so far.

Tails looked over his shoulder at the two gaps in the back, mouth parted in a stunned little “o.” Right, the breeze probably felt a little funny. Sonic tapped his chin as he considered ways to cinch the slits shut. Tape maybe? The tape they’d used for his gloves and socks seemed to be holding as temporary measures.

Sonic’s quills rose fast when the happiest yip filled the air. He blinked at Tails as he slid each tail into the holes of the jacket, the perfect size for them to fit. They wagged quickly, free to wiggle about as they pleased. Tails beamed at the sight of them, then shone that bright smile on Sonic.

“It’s good!” he signed enthusiastically. “Thank you!”

Sonic smiled back, a laugh tickling the back of his throat as he reached out to ruffle Tails’s fur atop his head. You’re welcome, the gesture was meant to say. Along with, you sure are something else, kid.

So he’d be fine with an extra big coat with room for his tails to stick out. Good to know.

Though Sonic had a feeling this coat was about to become yet another something borrowed that wound up something kept. Ah, well. In the grand scheme of things, he found he was pretty okay with that.

THE FANFICS ARE CANON?

Tails keeping his kitchen stocked with Cans of chilli and Hot Dogs for whenever Sonic crashes at his lab, THEY ARE BROTHERS YOUR HONOUR

Wednesdays are becoming my favorite days cause we get amazing content about the bros and damn I love the content about the bros.

Same

wow look, another fic

except this thing is two months old and i never posted it cause when i wrote it i didn’t like it :]

but now it’s nighttime and my impulsive thoughts wanted this so here we are

knuckles and tails bonding cause i’m in love with their dynamic

X

pLEASE

I want Tails getting super injured and Sonic going fucking apeshit

Boom Sonic 🤝 Movie Sonic: Accessorizing

So I love talking about Sonic and Tails dynamic but I’ve really been thinking about how I wish they’d explore Tails’ and Shadows dynamic more.

Like we all know that (whether intentional on SEGAs end or not) there is a clear parallel between Shadow—Maria and Sonic—Tails.

And this is gonna be a little long so I’ll put the full rambles of my thoughts under the cut

So I like to think that everyone around Sonic, Tails, and Shadow have all pretty much came to the same conclusion of Shadow + Maria = Sonic + Tails, all except for Tails and Shadow.

And what about Sonic? Well he made that connection the moment they learned about what happened to Maria which is why he was immediately chill with Shadow and his whole deal.

Sonic read what happened to Maria took one look at Shadow and his plans to destroy the planet because of it and just basically was like

“oooooohhh okay…yeah I get it… same-sies Shadow…I 100% would do the same thing if that happened to Tails”

Shadow and Tails tho both just have not made the connection yet.

Shadow figures it out first and it just hits him one day when he’s hanging around Tails’ workshop cause Tails is fixing his motorcycle. Tails just says something or does something and Shadow immediately just has a little “oh” moment when it clicks into place how much Tails does remind him of Maria. And how similar him and Sonic are in regards to their adopted siblings.

Cue Shadow marching into Tails’ and Sonic’s house with Tails tucked under his arm, kicking the door in and just Rosa from Brooklyn 99 style announcing

“I’ve had Tails for an afternoon and if anything happened to him I would kill everyone on this planet and them myself”

Sonic is just there like “same” but all their other friends have immediate concerns. Minus Rouge who’s just like “called it you owe me 20 bucks Omega”

Tails on the other hand is a genius but bless his little heart he never really makes the connection, he just thinks Shadow is his friend now for some reason (he thinks maybe cause he did such a good job on Shadows motorcycle).

In their fights with Eggman or what ever villain they go up against from then on Shadow keeps an eye out for Tails cause he’s like “we don’t need a repeat of the same tragedy” plus Tails has grown on him a bit. He likes the kid so sue him.

Also Tails and Shadow start hanging out every once in a while and just work on Shadows motorcycle. Because of this Shadow has a whole new arsenal of guns Tails made him. And Shadow helps train up Tails a bit more in hand to hand combat making him an even more badass little ball of fluff.

Sonic is just glad they’re getting along and happy that there’s someone else looking out for his little brother.

the group chat has been full of sonic and tails angst recently, so i instituted a wholesome brothers night

Having thoughts about Nine. 

I dont think they're taking the show this way but im having Sonic and Nine feelings so headcanon rambling fic thing idk i just have A LOT OF FEELINGS OK!

Sonic loves tails. I know in the show they're 'best friends' but we all know they're brothers, ok? Ok good. 

We know that no matter the version, the dimension Sonic will do anything for Tails and with the way they're setting up Nines character arc of a loner who discovers friendship has got me thinking about how sonic is going to leave the dystopian universe and start his journey to the others. 

Because i can see a universe where he's reluctant to go

The portal rages before Sonic. Throwing blue, red and white light around them all as it fights the very fabric of reality. This will be his first step to fixing this whole paradox mess. To fix his mistake. 

Right at the edge of the portal he stops. Only to turn around and march right back to Nine 

"Come with me" he says holding out his hand, determination burning so strong in his voice it's nearly a real physical warmth. 

"I'll fix this whole paradox mess and you'll either get your memories back or I'll have two little buddys, it's win-win right?" 

Nines eyes well with surprise, glossing over before a subdued look of fondness takes over his face. 

 "That's not how this works Sonic"

"Why not?" It's a demand as he unconsciously draws closer to the kid. His kid, his little brother no matter the universe. 

"I'm here aren't I? If it's about the energy thing, you built these devices for my gloves and shoes to fix that. You could do it again for yourself!" 

There's silence in the room. Even with the portal raging mere feet away the world narrows to just the two of them 

Slowly, Hesitantly Nines hand wraps around sonics. Lifting his head with a soft eyes 

Sonic expression brightens. His ears perk with happiness and eyes light up with excitement as he looks at Nine. And Nine smiles back.

He looks happy. He looks like Tails.

Suddenly Nine lunges forward into a hug.  Sending them both back a few steps as sonic fumbles quickly to steady them and wrap his arms around the little fox in return 

"Thank you Sonic" 

Chuckling softly, Sonic ducks his face into the top of Nines fluffy head. Cradling him tightly in his arms. 

"Nah kid don't thank me. I'm just sorry you were alone for so long. But not anymore Alright? Not while i'm around" 

He can feel Nines back tremble softly as the fur on his chest becomes damp. Cueing Him to squeeze the kid a little harder before pulling back, Just enough to see Nines face 

"So, what do you say little buddy?" 

Nine turns his face up to meet Sonics. Fur wet with tears but eyes filled with a determination all his own and a smile as real as any his Tails had given him before. 

And he shoves Sonic as hard as he can 

for a moment the world stops.

"NINE!" wrenches itself out of Sonic's throat as he falls.

"Find me again" is choked out. Echoing  throughout the swirling vortex after him. Nines silhouette slowly smudging away

"Find your Tails and love him for me ok?" 

Because if there's one thing about Tails I think would be consistent throughout every universe is that given the chance he'll always love Sonic back. And he'll want to protect him. 

Even if that means having to give him up. If he has to send him away to protect him from himself, Tails will do it. Even if it might kill him.

Here's Nine alone, abandoned, Abused. So convinced of the world's evil he's decided it's not even worth it to try. It's safer never to try. And he's right to an extent.

And it occurs to Nine that this is too good to be true. Because sonic has to go and he can't follow.

Because here's everything he's told himself he didn't need!, Someone who says he knows him!, Who loves him unconditionally!, one person in the whole world who loves him despite his self imagined flaws! 

From the first moment they met it was an adventure! A wild ride one dangerous turn after another and there are more people now! The rebels with knuckles and Rouge. 

Rusty (because there's no way Sonic wont win her over too) The world is so much bigger and brighter now and it's because of Sonic! 

The instinct to save him even after he'd attacked the hedgehog. The heartbreak in his eyes when he didn't know who he was. And it's the overwhelming love in everything Sonic does from the bickering to simply trying to make Nine smile that really solidifies it for him. 

This dorky weirdo who broke into his workshop and got them kidnapped. Who gushes about his inventions and tries to cheer him up with hair-brained ideas.  bickering and laughing with him without a second thought. He Loves Nine….. 

He loves Tails…..  

There's a version of himself out there who grew up with this person so full of love. He'll be needing him back. 

And Nine can't go with him. 

I WIP I did after being inspired by IDW #55 and @starrjoy stunning artwork found here.

“Alright, fox boy! You ready to have some real fun?” Surge threw Tails onto the floor, knocking the Miles Electric out of his hand. He tried to reach for the device, but was stopped as his capture stomped on his back. “Not so fast!”

“Whatever you’re planning, Sonic’s going to stop you!” Even if he was beaten and held hostage, no way was Tails about to show weakness. 

“Hah! Keep telling yourself that, kid! ‘Cause once we’re done here, I won’t be the only one he has to stop.”

That… did not sound good. Tails hated to admit it, but he was starting to get nervous. Surge dragged him by his left tail over to a large computer setup. She flipped him onto his back, pressed her foot on his chest to keep him in place, then proceeded to pull a glove with a strange stone on it. It sort of resembled Starline’s with the Warp Topaz, but different. Surge put it on her left hand, almost disgusted by it.

“This thing… caused us so much pain. I thought it was gone for good when I threw HIS into the fire pit, but it seems he had an extra… Lucky us.” 

With that, she slammed it down on Tails’s face. “Let’s get started!”

———

“So, this is the place?” Sonic asked as he turned to Kit. 

“Y-yes, sir. This is where we… w-where we lived.” The young fennec’s voice was more meek than usual. After Surge took off with Tails, the blue duo chased after them. Honestly, Sonic was surprised Kit stayed with him instead of going back to her. The hedgehog wanted to know if there was anywhere Kit thought Surge would go. This was the only one that came to mind. One of Eggman’s bases in the middle of the desert. 

“Huh. Starline sure made himself comfortable.” As the two made their way into the base, Sonic looked at Kit. “So, tell me again why you two had it out for us? We never met, yet Surge acted like I was her sworn enemy.” 

“W-we were… because… y-you…” Kit mumbled. 

Sonic didn’t understand. He knew the kid was on edge, but he couldn’t make out what he was trying to say. He was more of a nervous wreck than when Sonic first met Tails. Tails…

“Don’t worry,” Sonic reaffirmed. “That whacky doctor won’t bother you again.” The feelings were mixed. Sonic never considered death an option, unless there was no other way, but Starline caused so much trouble. Bringing Eggman back, which led to the Metal Virus, trying to capture Tails, kidnapping Belle, and now whatever he did to Surge and Kit. It must have been bad, but… he was gone now. All that mattered was finding Tails. His little brother was tough and smart. He… he would definitely be alright. 

"Can I ask... why you call Tails your 'brother'?" Kit asked. You two aren't even the same species. How can that be?"

Sonic shook his head in amusement. "It's true we're not blood, but that doesn't make him any less of a brother to me." Kit turned his head in confusion. "We've been together for years. We both didn't really have anyone before, but when we met, we just clicked. I helped him be more confident in himself, and he's saved my skin more times than I can count. He always has my back, and I can count on him for anything. Because of him... my life changed. I wasn't going it solo anymore, and now I can't imagine my life without him."

"You mean, he's that important to you?"

"More important than anyone else."

Kit led Sonic down the endless hallways. Suddenly, he stopped at one door on the right side. His pale face went paler. He started to shake and breathe heavily, like he was having a panic attack. Was there something in there? 

“Stay here,” the blue hero told Kit. Sonic slowly walked into the room. There were giant test tubes of some sort of green liquid. They were big enough for Sonic to fit in, which made him even more unnerved. His eye caught something on the floor. Papers with sketches and writing on them. “Homing attack,” “Spin dash,” some kind of cycle of him vs Eggman. Why did Starline have all these notes? Sonic then saw more papers on the table. Designs for what looked like Surge and Kit, like different models of them. What struck him the most was was one image of a person with robotic replacements. Just then, the pieces started coming together, and Sonic felt his stomach drop. 

“He... made you?” 

Sonic looked back at Kit, who was now shaking up a storm. His eyes glowing with a horrific gleam. Some of the water was leaking from his pack, swishing around like frantic arms. “H-hurt us… changed us… m-made us forget… to… r-replace you…” 

Finally, Surge’s words before made sense. She blamed Sonic. He admitted didn’t quite understand what she was going on about in their first fight. She was ranting in anger, like throwing a tantrum, so he wasn’t sure what to make of it at the time. Now he did. Starline stole Surge and Kit’s lives, their identities, their freedom… everything for his plan. Sonic was ready to fight tooth and nail to save Tails, but now…

Sonic made his way back, knelt down and placed his hand on the crying fennec. “I’m sorry, Kit. I’m sorry I couldn’t do anything to stop him. But he can’t hurt you anymore. And once this is over, the both of you can live however you want.” 

Kit sniffled, wiping the tears from his eyes. “B-both of us?” The water tendrils began to recede.

“We’re going to save Tails, and Surge. She’s important to you too, right?” Kit nodded his head. Sonic ruffled the kid’s hair, stood up, turned his head toward the door at the end of the room, and took a deep breath. “Let’s get this over with.” 

As if the last area wasn’t “cheery” enough, this room had even more test tubes. Sonic was just relieved they all looked empty. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what being trapped in there was like. 

“Hey! I know you’re watching! We’re here!” Surge came out from behind one of the tubes in front of them in response to Sonic’s voice. She has a cautious air about her, not sure what to expect but ready to fight. “Listen, I don’t want to fight you. Just let Tails go, and we can all walk away.” 

Surge’s attention was more focused on Kit. She slowly clenched her fists, electricity sparking. “After everything we’ve been through… what they’ve done to us… you go and join him?! I TOLD YOU YOU COULD ONLY TRUST ME! I TRUSTED YOU!!!” The anger and hurt in her voice was immense as the lightning she discharged. Sonic could even see some tears forming. She truly felt betrayed. 

Kit hid behind Sonic, cowering in fear and guilt. “I… I didn’t mean…” 

“Don’t be mad at him,” Sonic quickly defended. “He just didn’t know what to do. I was wrong, I thought you didn’t survive the fall from before. If I had… look, just tell me where Tails is. Please. We don’t have to fight.” 

Surge stared at her feet, trying to recompose herself. “Well then…” she turned back with glowing eyes. “Too bad it’s not up to you.” 

Suddenly, something slammed into Sonic, sending him flying to the other side of the room.

“Mr. Sonic!” Kit cried out. 

Sonic tried to pick himself up, holding the side of his head that hit against the wall. As his vision refocused, he saw his attacker. The last person he ever expected. 

“Tails? What are you—“ his sentence was cut off as Surge lunged at his throat. They collided with another wall as her grip tightened. “W-what… did you do?” he gasped. 

“Simple justice,” she cooed with venom in her voice. “You take my sidekick, I take yours.” 

“Tails would never turn against me! Right, little bro?” The fox was silent, stone cold gaze staring back. “Tails…” Sonic faced many horrors in his life, but nothing came close to the dread he felt from what he heard next. 

“I don’t know you.” 

—————

NOTES: I cut out Eggman and the Wisps so I could focus more on these four. I wrote this up before we got the Prime clip of Sonic and Tails, but it made me even more emotional seeing how sad Sonic was when Tails didn’t know who he was. Let alone fight him. Kit's question was a last minute addition, and I think it really makes what happens at the end hit even harder. 😢

Thanks again to @starrjoy for letting me write about her mini AU. 

Tails wasn't even part of the resistance when Sonic showed up, which means Tails is eventually gonna get that found family, except the first person who's ever shown him kindness won't be a part of that when he has to go

IM SICK, IM CRYING, SCREAMING AND THROWING UP

if tails has one million fans, i am one of them. if tails has five fans, i am one of them. if tails has one fan, that one is me. if tails has no fans, i am no longer alive. if the world is against tails then i am against the world. until my last breath ill support miles "tails" prower.