#THEMB…

[caeslxys]

“i will not let you go”/“what if i’m holding you back?”

yes i’m late on this one. woops

[purple-the-turtle]

Cowabummer

no but actually they mean so much to me <33 @allyheart707

bonus: raph sees the surface!

[a-dark-sanctuary]

“I need someone to stay in the inn with Trousseau. His condition is still unstable, and I fear what he may try to do if left alone.” 

Castti had announced that at dinner that night in the tavern, everyone pausing their meal to look at her. 

She seemed tired, even beyond her normal. She also seemed pale, terribly so. Everyone supposed being exposed to his poison twice would leave some side effects, even if the remnants of it had been melted away by the antidote. 

"I can watch him tonight,” Hikari offered. He had since finished his meal, and was now sipping gingerly on a cup of coffee. He wasn’t quite used to the bitter taste, and had poured a copious amount of cream and sugar in at Thronè’s and Partitio’s suggestion. 

Temenos gave him an odd look, and Osvald’s face twitched, but no one else gave any sign of reluctance at Hikari’s offer. Castti smiled, nodding. 

“He’s in the room with the blue ribbon on the door handle. Knock twice before you enter, so he knows you’re with me. He’s... still a tad jumpy.” 

Which was how Hikari, Prince of Ku, found himself standing in front of a door with a blue ribbon on the handle, nervous as the seven hells to even knock. 

Finally, though, he steeled himself and raised his fist to the door. Once, twice, and then silence. 

A face appeared in the doorway. His red eyes were even redder from blood, his pupils mere pinpricks even in the light of the corridor. 

“Are you with the Chief?” The man asked, his voice a hoarse whisper. Hikari nodded. 

“I am. My name is Hikari. You can trust me- I come unarmed,” he said, and the door opened enough for Trousseau’s full figure to stand there. 

He looked terrible. He was sickly pale, thin as a twig, and looked as though he was on death’s doorstep, ready to walk through at any time. 

“...Why have you come?” Trousseau asked, and Hikari offered a smile, holding up Agnea’s basket. It was filled with fresh fruits from the market, as well as some baked goods gifted to them by grateful villagers. 

“I have a gift,” Hikari said, and Trousseau fell silent, staring fixedly on the basket. It was a bit unnerving, the sudden stillness, but Hikari planted his feet. He wouldn’t be going anywhere unless Trousseau himself turned him away. 

Thankfully, that didn’t happen. Trousseau stepped aside, allowing Hikari to enter. 

The room was dim, and smelled of herbs. He recognised a few, rosemary and sage. He also recognised the scent of sleepweed and grape leaf, though they were fainter. 

“I apologise for the smell. I was merely-” 

“They’re healing herbs, are they not?” Hikari asked, then became acutely aware of how he just cut the aopothcary off. 

Trousseau didn’t seem to mind (or if he did, he said nothing of it), as he nodded. “Yes. Rosemary and sage help with breathing. Sleepweed and grape leaf are rather self-explanatory, I believe.” 

Hikari said nothing else, simply content to set the basket down on the table, and observe Trousseau as he sank into a chair and took a pastry from the basket. 

“How many days has it been since you’ve last eaten, Trousseau?” Hikari dared to ask, and Trousseau remained silent, pondering and chewing. 

“...Two days ago, I believe.” 

“Two days-!? How has Castti allowed you to go so long without food?” Hikari asked, shocked. Trousseau gave a weak smile. 

“I lie to her. In truth, I do not think myself worthy of being saved. Our dear, sweet Chief thinks differently, however. As evidenced by your presence.” 

Hikari had foolishly thought, a moment ago, that Trousseau would not surprise him anymore. Once again, he was wrong. 

“Oh, yes. I know Chief sent you. She fears I may put a knife or such in my breast, and sent you to keep me from doing as such. Chief may be foolish to allow me to live, but she is not foolish in knowing how to keep me alive.” 

The calmness of Trousseau’s voice as he spoke sent a chill down Hikari’s back. 

“Trousseau... Why do you think yourself deserving of death?” He asked, and Trousseau laughed bitterly. 

“Have you no recollection of what happened two days ago? Did the Chief not tell you the tragedy of Healeaks? I killed them, Prince Hikari, every last one of them in Healeaks, and I would have done the same to Timberain had I not been stopped by Chief. I deserve more than death, but instead I’m being treated like another one of Chief’s patients.” 

Hikari frowned, chest tight. No one deserved death, not even the most vile of men. Especially not a man who seemed to be choking on his regret. 

“Do you regret what you’ve done? Have you any sorrow for the ones whose lives were lost?” 

Trousseau went still, then nodded. 

“I wish I could give my life for theirs. I have no life left to live, and they did. Sally, Temm... Eir’s Apothecaries. Andy, Randy, Elma... Malaya. All dead because of me. Why should I be allowed to live while they roll in their graves?” 

Hikari placed a hand over Trousseau’s. 

“Your regret is proof enough that you do not deserve death. If you were truly the monster you fear you are, you would not feel regret. You would take joy in their deaths.” 

Trousseau winced as though in pain. “I once did. I thought I was saving them.” 

“But you have changed. Monsters do not change, Trousseau. You are good, I swear it.” 

Trousseau fell silent, and soon Hikari found that he had fallen asleep. 

Hauling him into bed, draping a blanket over him, and extinguishing the lantern, Hikari sighed. 

“Sleep well, Trousseau.” 

waugh…. they… if I think about them too much I immediately explode

let the boy have a little fucking treat!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he deserves it!!!!!!!!

MAVVIE YOU CANT START ON THE REGRET STUFF AGAIN I WILL DIE IMMEDIATLY

VARIOUS NOISES OF DISDAIN

[what-the-floofin]

They're just adorable

[clumsypuppy]

wait for me

[charcarts]

Happy Pokemon Day!!! Next year for sure (trust) 🤡

[bonesblubs]

Fang Xin Guoshi

[summerroseart]

I love the trait of Amy being into Archeology in Boom, because it feeds into my headcanon that she and Sonic would be out traveling the world together instead of anything remotely close to a picket fence life.

Like,, In the future when Eggman isn't a big deal. Sonic goes out and finds old ruins that they can explore together. Amy gets to document everything and take her findings to museums and universities, and becomes a really renowned archeologist. Sonic's there as her backup for boobytraps, raiders, and cave-ins. They can spend their downtime in towns and cities, meeting new faces, trying new food, etc.

Idk just... vagabond Sonamy <3

[ayilings]

in the sunlit garden, holding hands / because i’ve never forgotten our promise, i’ve come all this way at last

[herman-draws]

original below the cut

[bananafire11]

A puppeteer au doodle because i think its about time i drew fanart for this au mwahahah

Also what would happen if wretched!gangle tried this. It doesnt go as planned 😔

Oh and... that guy too. I made him a sammich

Both aus belong to @rorydrawsandwrites !! 💛

[dragondawdles]

bloomin' typical

[mellioops]

Why crash out when you can draw wramchers instead 😌

[sentientsky]

why do they do this. every time !!!!

[aelijoh]

Have this doodle I absolutely despised yesterday while super exhausted but actually quite like today :>

[nessguts]

no way is that a fallen kingdom reference