#Sonic gets thrashed

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Every time I get back into this show I always go back to Sonic Gets Thrashed because I'm just obsessed with Torch (Neurodivergent immediately fixates on confirmed neurodivergent) but this time I actually thought abut this... a lot.

So all the Scrap Valley robots we're introduced to don't work like they should (either they can’t do what they were programmed to, Can’t stop doing what they were programmed to, or can only do a small thing for the broad thing they were programmed to do) except Torch. He's a damn effective weapon and actually comes the closest to actually seriously hurting Sonic out of all of Robotnik's creations. There's nothing wrong with how he was programmed except for his anger issues.

Now, Robotnik seems to have some but not a lot of control of how his creations end up personality wise (Scratch and Grounder vs Music Destroyer as an example of the variety) but either way you look at it is honestly tragic, and impossible not to blame Robotnik for. We already know Robotnik abuses his creations. How long was Torch used for his intended purpose before their clashing personalities forced Robotnik to scrap him and start over? On top of that, how many of the scrapped robots quietly avoided Torch, or told newcomers to avoid him, purely because he was seen as an unstable danger to everyone?

He got scrapped for his temper, this is already clearly a sore point based on his reaction to it simply being brought up. In Scrap Valley, we only see him interact with one person, but it tells a lot given Wallace seems to be kind of the ambassador to Scrap Valley. He treats Torch as completely irrational for not trusting a random visit from someone on a wanted poster while they're being relentlessly bombed and - while never outright stated - he gives an implication that Torch is someone that's dangerous based on how he reacts to feeling antagonized (the "See what I mean?" After Torch blows up over his temper problem bring brought up, and then immediately revealing he's made a fire extinguisher for these exact reasons). It really only takes learning Sonic's trying to help them for Torch to stop the murder attempts, and he ends up playing a really vital role in stopping Robotnik (Redirecting the waterlines, Holding back his goons, and recording his freak out, only one of which was necessary for him to do). Wallace isn't really the nicest guy (lest we forget him laughing at essentially a blind guy struggling to navigate without an aid and just saying not to bother helping a robot being pursued by Wolfgang) but he's the closest we see to a broad sight of the inner dynamic of Scrap Valley. How many of Torch's issues were caused by the abuse he likely suffered at Robotnik's hands and exacerbated by his treatment in Scrap Valley? If how Torch is treated by him is the standard for how he's treated then you can't blame him. He's constantly seen for his worst traits brought on by the abuse he suffers and until Sonic comes around, no one is seen trying to help him.

I'd be angry too.

[overlordneon]

Hazard the Biolizard (REBUILT)

Redesigned the Biolizard with a new mobian-esque body! Everybody say hello!

Brief Summary: [After being defeated in SA2, Eggman recovers what's left of Biolizard and reconstructs him in a smaller body, sending him once more to try to destroy Sonic. When he fails to do so, the rebuilt Biolizard escapes. Shadow, upon hearing about this, locates the Biolizard who he names "Hazard" and takes in his new brother.]

He's still fresh out of the vat and getting use to the world with his brother, Shadow's help. The original Biolizard was essentially a mindless animal thrashing about from the excessive growth cause by his enhancements. Now that Hazard is reduced to a smaller body and comparatively larger brain, he is capable of higher thought and self awareness.

Some Tidbits/Facts about him>>

> Hazard is mute but can make an assortment of little noises like croaks, gurgles, and the occasional squeak. He get's along oddly well with Metal Sonic, in their completely wordless communication.

> His eyes are cybernetic and come with tons of fun features like X Ray, thermal vision, nightvision, telescopic, etc. and they change color depending on their mode. They can also move independently of each other like a chameleon, and he likes to do this in front of people to freak them out.

> He's a very affectionate guy but doesn't enjoy giving hugs snice it feels awkward with his life support cables.

> Hazard doesn't remember much of his time as the Biolizard, only recalling a feeling of blinding rage and pain. He does, however, remember his time as Maria's pet.

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[dive2themellow]

"Immovable object? Yeah, immovably--" WHAM!! Sonic doesn't even get to finish his sentence when the headbutt hits him dead-on, sending him flying backwards into one of the encompassing cliffs behind him with such force he leaves behind a wisp of sonic-breaking-speed.

A hand finds his forehead, eyesight dizzying slightly before refocusing. Sonic shakes his head. Whoa. Eggman hitting him is nothing new. But he's never moved that fast before. Okay. Gotta shift into gear. Sonic blinks once, twice, double images resettling into one. He uses that hand he had pressed to his forehead to re-right himself, shuffling back onto his own two feet. "You're never gonna live that E- thing down huh?" It's not as good of a quip as Sonic had been planning, but then again, he hadn't been expecting Eggman to go Senator Armstrong-from-that-one-game-series-he-watched-Tails-play-once on him.

And then one thought surfaces: This is gonna be so much fun--!! Sonic grins wide, eyes following suit, almost manic with excitement. "Metal's not good enough for ya now? Gotta match my speed yourself? Poor guy, I don't think he'll take it very well!" While he speaks he starts running dizzying circles around Eggman, kicking up copious amounts of sand so it acts like a sort of smokescreen similar to the missile explosion back at the aquarium. Sonic fakes a hit behind Eggman, planning to juke him out and go for his proper back when he swivels around, fist raising to try and aim at Eggman's spine.

【🤖】— IVO wasn't entirely sure himself why he decided to agree to Sonic's request. Maybe for a brief moment he had a sense of sympathy watching the parking attendant, or maybe he simply wanted as much room as possible for what he was about to do next.

———-> ARRIVING at the beach, the rest of the badniks followed suit, but rather than circle Sonic, they retreated into the salty waters of the sea, possibly to return to whatever underground base that Eggman had there. The Egg Mobile lowered onto the rough sand, and Eggman got out, taking his time to rummage through the console compartment where he kept some stuff.

———-> HE threw his trenchcoat off in a flourish, draping it over the back of the single seating, brandishing something that looked like a syringe gun.

———-> ❝YOU know Sonic, I've been working on the E-nanos (Mr. Darling won the deciding chess match to NOT call them NanoEggs) for a while now, even before I met you.❞ He stated, still taking his time as he fiddled with the syringe gun-- he knew Sonic wouldn't attack until he was ready, but it would still drive him crazy.

———-> ❝IT wasn't until the last three years when I made such astounding progress on them, and I think they're finally ready for the final question:❞

———-> AT that, he took his gloves off, and pointed the syringe gun, but not at Sonic, rather himself, at his own neck. If Sonic looked closely, he could see inside the ammo was a dual-chaos drive, colors helixing together in green and red. He shot them both into his system. He inhaled sharply as whatever effect this would have on him kicked in.

———-> ❝WHAT happens when an unrelenting force such as you meets an immovable object like me.❞

———-> AND in a quick blink, not as fast as Sonic, but enough to catch him off guard, had charged up to Sonic, mustache in his face, and headbutted him with a speed that would send him flying.

[im-so-normal-iswear]

Tw: kidnapping/brainwashing

Hello! I simply adore the way you write, so if it's not too much of an bother, could you please write something about yan!Sonic with an darling who's got kidnapped and controlled into getting on Robotnik's side?

Have a good day/night

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A/n: this one took a while, its not too long though.

Yandere!Sonic x brainwashed!reader

"Come on, Y/N, snap out of it!" he yelled desperately. His usual cocky grin was nowhere to be found. His face was contorted in panic as he dodged another attack you threw at him, before jumping to Dodge another attack from one of eggmans mechas. His eyes darted between you and Robotnik's latest monstrosity.

But you didn't respond. You simply stood there, your stance rigid, your expression devoid of any emotion. The once bright spark in your eyes had been replaced by an eerie, lifeless glow. Robotnik’s laughter echoed through the air, sharp and mocking.

"Looks like your little 'friend' has finally seen the light, hedgehog!" Robotnik sneered, leaning out of his floating pod. "They're mine now, and there’s nothing you can do about it!"

Sonic clenched his fists, his body tensing as his mind raced for a plan. "You’re wrong, Egghead! I'll get them back, no matter what!"

Robotnik only laughed harder, motioning toward you. "Go on, my dear. Show Sonic where your loyalty lies."

Your body moved, almost mechanically, stepping forward with cold, unrecognizable precision. Sonic flinched as you raised your weapon, one of Robotnik’s energy blasters, aiming it directly at him.

"Y/N, come on! Snap out of it!" He desperately wanyed to try and shake you out if it but you aimed the weapon at his head.

Without hesitation, you pulled the trigger.

Of course, Sonic is still the fastest thing alive, so he dodged it easily, darting to the side. He skidded to a halt, his eyes filled with a mix of shock and heartbreak. You were really trying to hurt him.

"Guess I’ll have to do this the hard way," he muttered to himself, shaking off the dread creeping into his chest.

Sonic lunged forward, zipping around you in a blur. He didn’t want to hurt you, but he needed to disarm you somehow. As he closed the distance, he could see the faint tremor in your hands.

You turned to him, aiming at him, and firing, though he dodged.

"Come on Y/N! Youre better than this!"

For a brief moment, recognition flickered through your eyes. But it was quickly snuffed out as Robotnik barked another order.

"Enough!" Eggman ordered. "Finish him, or you’ll regret it!"

Your body stiffened, your movements becoming even more rigid. Sonic gritted his teeth, frustration bubbling up inside him. He hated Robotnik more than ever. How could he- no, how dare have the audacity to lay his hands on you.

"Fine, If you won’t let them go, I’ll just have to take them back."

Sonic closed the gap between you in an instant. . You lashed out, your movements swift and precise, but Sonic was faster. He dodged your strikes with ease, his focus unshakable. As you swung at him again, he caught your wrist, holding you in place.

Sonic held your wrist tightly as he sped away from the battlefield, dodging blasts and debris from the collapsing mecha behind him. His heart was pounding. He refused to let Robotnik keep you like this, this cold, unrecognizable version of yourself. He wasn’t going to lose you.

"Hang in there, Y/N," he muttered under his breath as he reached a secluded clearing far from the chaos. He gently set you down, though you struggled, thrashing against his grip with the same mechanical precision. "I'm sorry about this," he said softly, grabbing a piece of rope he’d snagged earlier and tying your wrists and ankles together. You struggled harder, but Sonic was too fast and too determined.

Once you were secure, Sonic knelt in front of you, his hands gripping your shoulders as he stared into your lifeless eyes. "This isn’t you," he whispered. "You’re stronger than whatever Robotnik’s done to you. I’ll fix this, I promise."

He fumbled for his communicator, dialing Tails with shaky hands. "Tails, I need you," "he said as soon as his friend picked up. It’s Y/N… Eggman did something to them. I don’t know what, but they’re not themselves."

Tails voice crackled through the communicator, calm but concerned. "Bring them to my workshop. I’ll see what I can do."

Sonic hesitated, glancing at you as you continued to struggle against the restraints. He hated seeing you like this, but he couldn’t risk untying you just yet. "Alright, but you’d better be ready, buddy. I’m bringing them now."

When Sonic arrived at Tails workshop, the fox was already waiting, tools and scanners laid out in preparation. Sonic carefully carried you inside, setting you down on a padded table as Tails got to work.

"They've gone under some kind of mind control," Sonic explained, pointing toward hus head as he tapped his shoe on the ground. "Eggman’s got them doing his dirty work, and I can’t... I can’t lose them, Tails."

Tails nodded, scanning you with one of his devices. "It looks like Eggman implanted a neural control chip. It’s suppressing their free will and amplifying his commands. I think I can disable it, but it’s going to take some time."

"Then do it," Sonic said firmly, his hands clenched into fists. "I don’t care how long it takes, just fix it."

Tails worked diligently, carefully removing the chip while Sonic stayed by your side, holding your hand even as you fought against him.

Finally, after what felt like hours, Tails let out a relieved sigh. "That should do it. The chip’s deactivated, and their neural pathways should return to normal soon."

Sonic’s ears perked up as he looked at you. Slowly, your eyes fluttered closed, and when they reopened, the lifeless glow was gone. Instead, there was confusion, fear, and, most importantly, recognition.

"Sonic…?" you murmured, your voice shaky.

"Y/N!" Sonic’s voice cracked as he pulled you into a tight hug, relief washing over him. "You’re back! I knew you could fight it."

You blinked, your memories slowly coming back. "What... happened?"

"It doesn’t matter now," Sonic said quickly, holding you closer. "You’re safe, and I’m never letting him hurt you again."

Over the next few days, Sonic barely left your side. He hovered constantly, always checking on you, asking how you were feeling, and making sure you ate and rested. At first, you appreciated his concern, it was comforting to have him so close after everything. But as time went on, his behavior became more and more overwhelming.

"Sonic, I’m fine," you said one afternoon, trying to step outside for some fresh air. But Sonic was already blocking the door.

"Are you sure? What if Robotnik tries something again? You should stay inside where it’s safe."

"Sonic," you said firmly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I can take care of myself. You don’t have to watch me 24/7."

His eyes softened slightly, but he still didnt relent. "I almost lost you, Y/N. I can't let that happen again. I won't."

You frowned, trying to reason with him. "Sonic, you saved me. I'm okay now. You don’t need to-"

"I do need to," he interrupted, his voice uncharacteristically serious. "You don’t get it, Y/N. I can’t lose you. Ever. You mean too much to me."

The way he said it sent a chill down your spine. You tried to step back, but Sonic caught your wrist.

"Don’t worry," he said, his usual grin returning, "I’ll make sure nothing ever happens to you again. You’re safe with me."

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Title: Loud Thoughts, Hot Coffee- Part 12 “The Suppression Room”

Characters: Joaquin Torres x Reader

(Sam and Bucky mentioned)

Warnings: Blood, Violence, flashbacks

Summary: Secret!

The moment her feet hit the floor, she moved.

Still weak, still trembling — but focused.

She could feel Delmont’s men moving into position. Could taste the fear in the room, thick like smoke. Sam was still fighting near the north wall. Bucky had taken a hit but was pushing forward. Joaquin was beside her, hand steadying her lower back.

She wasn’t going to be a passenger this time.

She stretched out her hand.

And the debris obeyed.

A metal beam across the room twisted under her telekinesis, slamming into two incoming soldiers before they could raise their weapons. She barely blinked — until the wave hit.

A low hum at first.

Then a shriek.

The sonic wave pulsed through the compound like a blade, carving its way into her skull. Her ears bled instantly. Her nose followed. It was like her brain was being grated from the inside, every neuron forced to fire at once and then collapse.

She hit the floor hard, screaming, clutching her head.

That machine.

The one they used to punish her. To condition her. To remind her who she belonged to.

It started low — a vibration in her bones — and then escalated into a blinding, ripping pitch that shot straight through her mind like a spike.

FLASHBACK – THE FACILITY

They called it The Siren.

It was the thing they switched on when she disobeyed — when she shielded a teammate instead of attacking them, when she refused to enter someone’s mind, when she begged for quiet.

It wasn’t loud.

It was precision pain.

And it was back.

PRESENT

“No—no, no—!” she gasped, crawling forward.

She could barely see, but she felt it—her powers folding in on themselves, retreating in terror.

They were suppressing her again.

Like a leash yanked tight.

“Turn it off—“ she whimpered. “Please—“

Joaquin lunged toward her—but he didn’t make it.

Metal coils shot from the ceiling, magnetic restraints slamming into his arms and legs. He dropped, groaning in pain as electricity surged through the restraints.

Sam tried to launch himself toward her but was caught mid-air by a net laced with dampeners. It dragged him down like an anchor, his wings sparking.

Bucky got the furthest—almost reached her—before the sonic blast hit again, and he roared in pain. Not because of the sound. Because of her—because she was the one screaming, bleeding, convulsing in the middle of the floor.

Then came the lights.

White. Sterile. Clinical.

Delmont stepped through the wreckage, dressed in black, calm as ever. The suppressor machine behind him pulsed again, another wave firing into her skull.

She whimpered, unable to lift her head.

“Oh sweetheart.” he tutted. “You really thought we didn’t plan for this?” His voice echoed like poison. “You think we didn’t know you’d come back? That your little soldier plaything wouldn’t play hero?”

Joaquin thrashed against the restraints, eyes wild. “Let her go, you son of a—!”

CRACK. Electricity ripped through him again. He shouted, body seizing.

“Stop it!” she cried, voice raw. Her hands twitched, trying to lift—trying to use her powers.

Another sonic wave.

Blood spattered the floor. Her scream tore through the room like a wounded animal.

“You never learned obedience.” Delmont said, stepping over debris. “But you’ll remember it now.”

Then he turned to Sam. “And you. Captain America. Always meddling.”

Sam bared his teeth, breathing hard. “You don’t get to win.”

“Oh, but I already have.”

Delmont pressed a button.

More electricity. Joaquin convulsed again. Sam too. Even Bucky growled in agony, down on one knee.

“No...” she whispered. “No—please...”

Delmont didn’t even look at her. “Do you hear that, girl? That’s the sound of your choices. This is what defiance costs.”

Her vision swam. Pain was everywhere. In her spine. Her skull. Her mind. But worse than the pain—worse than the blood—was the sound of them suffering because of her.

“Please!” she choked out, sobbing now. “Please don’t hurt them! They're all i have left—”

Delmont finally turned to her.

“Then behave.”

She crawled forward, broken and shaking. Every inch of her body screamed, but she lifted her head enough to look at him.

“I’ll go.” she said. “I’ll go back. I’ll do whatever you want, just—please—don’t hurt them anymore.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Willing at last.”

She nodded, tears streaking through blood.

“Just leave them alone.”

A long silence.

Then he smiled.

And that smile—cold, cruel—was worse than anything he’d done yet.

“Good girl.”

The suppressor machine hissed as it powered down, and the pain eased—but only slightly. Her body was still a mess. Her mind, frayed and raw.

Joaquin lifted his head, bloodied and furious. “No—no, don’t—don’t let them take you—!”

She met his eyes.

And smiled—barely.

“I'm sorry Joaquin.. I have to..” she whispered, voice trembling. “I can’t let them hurt you.”

Then the restraints locked around her wrists and ankles, cold and familiar.

As they dragged her away, she didn’t cry again. She didn't fight, Didn't scream or thrash around.

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A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed part 12! wow.. a whole 12 parts already! holy hell im shocked lol

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[askthehedgehogs]

Hey, Shadow, just in case Sonic drowns while you're trying to save him, do you know how to do CPR? Or will you just shove a hundred rings into him to give him an extra life? *cues drowning music*

I am medically trained, yes. Do you not know why I was made?

I was able to use the raft to get Sonic to safety, once he had stopped thrashing around…

Luckily we were in a pool, not the open sea, so I didn’t have to go far. But almost 10’ of water is quite a depth when you’re just over 3’ yourself…

Once I was sure Sonic was safe, I stayed in the water close to him and awaited transformation.

The towels are appreciated, but the hot chocolate may have to wait.

[killxio]

no good | onyankopon

word count: 520 [2 min read] | ✪ content warning: fingering, cum eating, clit slapping, slight manhandling, established relationship

onyankopon x reader / boyfriend!onyankopon x reader

✭ boyfriend! ony fingers you on his lap and slaps your clit.

your boyfriend onyakopon is back to the headboard and you’re ontop off him, getting the sonic coins finger-fucked out of you and holding onto your orgasm for dear life as per threatening demand.

“oooohh shhhitt,” you mewl, pushing yourself up by grabbing his thighs and trying to escape his fingers.

ony lands a swift slap to your clit and wraps his free hand around your neck, “stay fuckin’ still. you’n wanna know what i’ll do t’you if i gotta cuff you mama.”

the stinging sensation halts your movements and has you back on his lap, ass jiggling over his hard dick.

you’re left wondering what you could’ve possibly done today to deserve this, and truthfully you’ve been on your best behavior, ony just wanted to fuck you real good tonight and he couldn’t do that if you kept squirming away.

you kick your feet out, thrashing slightly until his grasp on your neck tightens and his legs push yours down.

but the issue here is ony wasn’t just prepping you- he was teasing. torturing, even. telling you to hold onto your orgasm so you’d squirt on him. he wanted you messy tonight without the wait of making you cum a bunch of times over, he just wanted you to wet up his dick.

“pa- daddy ohmygoddd please jus wanna cummmm, please please please please” ony smirks at your sudden switch to daddy instead of papa, knowing he’s pushing you further into submission.

“if i let you cum you gon’ squirt on me, baby? make it real wet princess or you gotta keep holding it.” he asks, pausing between the question and the sentence to start kissing your neck and the valley between it and your shoulder.

“hahhh- yes baby, m’finna squirt for you jus lemme- please i…” you’re cutting yourself off, loosing your train of thought as your wetness runs down his knuckles and between his fingers.

he releases your neck and instead moves to rub your dripping pussy, massaging your clit. the added stimulation of the bud sends you into your orgasm, arching your back off of him as he rains down praise upon you.

“let it out, that’s my good girl. such a good fuckin’ girl for me, huh?” he asks, knowing you’re not going to answer him, you can’t answer him.

his and your sleep clothes have been long discarded— so your wetness is wets the sheets, his dick and a little of his lower abdomen. mostly his hands and tattooed, veiny forearms that he’s yet to remove from your cunt.

he continues penetrating you through your orgasm, eventually slowing down along with the circles his fingers are making around your clit, no longer being able to keep the tight circles he was making as your orgasm was making it too slippery.

you spasm once or twice, taking harsh and heaving breaths, as he slips his fingers out of you and slides them into his mouth, choking you lightly in the process.

“tastes so fuckin’ good…” he pops them out and his lips are now glossed, “now let’s get you to do it on my dick.”

[in1-nutshell]

Greetings, can i request an Earthspark Buddy, who's the youngest terran and was born after the last episode of season one, they got a Brown Bat alt mode, and have a sonic scream. When they found out the first time, they fled to the woods, their family was worried sick, but after some time they came back and told everyone that everything was fine.

They kept dissapearing some days and this worried their fam, they called megatron to help them follow Buddy and find where they go. They find Buddy at the middle of some free space and then they hear a guitar, Frenzy and the other cassettes appear and calls them their adopted sib. Buddy Laughs and Soundwave appears, the maltos and Megs come out of their hiding spot and take possitions to attack and defend Buddy.

Soundwave attacked first and they began fighting. Buddy, in distress, released a Sonic scream. Everyone was on the ground, their sibling couldn’t believe that they controled it after not much time. They told their family that Soundwave was their friend and that the should not fight, Soundwave had been mentoring them on their ability and helping them understand cybertronian things.

The maltos didn’t trust Soundwave because of the past, but Buddy seemed happy with them, and the other way around with the cassettes. The cassettes helped them too, so they controled their ability much faster because of the help they have been getting. Megatron was still 9n disbelief, but he understood. Soundwave had alredy lost a kid, and this one was their new menteé and they wouldn’t let anything happen to them.

By the endeverything turns up good, but now a family member had ti be around in the lessons.

(I love found family trope, you are amazing and don’t feel bad about the other requests, it wasn't your fault)

Love that Found Family Trope too!

Hope you enjoy!

Buddy the Terran with a bat alt mode

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Slight Angst, Cybertronain (Terran) reader

TFE

It was an unspoken rule that Buddy was the youngest.

No one really knew who was the oldest from the newest group of Terrans, but it was agreed that Buddy was the youngest.

Though they were the first to scan their alt mode.

Thrash: “Has anyone seen Buddy?” Mo: “I thought they were with Robbie.” Robbie: “I thought they were with Twitch?” Jawbreaker points to the top of the barn roof. Jawbreaker: “Look!” Buddy is slightly crouching in their new alt mode blinking at the others. Twitch: “They got their alt mode!” Robbie: “Buddy! You’re a bat!” Buddy: “Yeah…” Nightshade: “Why don’t you come down so we can have a better look.” Buddy: “…I can’t get down…” Hashtag: “What do you mean you can’t get down?” Buddy: “I don’t know how to get down!” Robbie: “How did you even get up there?” Buddy squeaking: “I don’t know! One minute I’m visiting Barry and the next I’m on the roof!” Mo: “Who’s Barry!?”

Dot received a video from Hashtag of Buddy in their new alt mode on top of the roof while Thrash and Jawbreaker were telling them to jump into their arms.

Alex was holding onto dear life as his wife hit the gas and sped back to the house.

After nearly another hour of trying to get Buddy from off the roof, they finally alerted Bumblebee to come and help.

Bumblebee: “Its alright Buddy! Its going to be okay!” Buddy slowly inched to the ledge. Buddy: “Are you sure this is a good idea?” Bumblebee: “You’ll be fine! Just jump—AAAHHHHHH!!” SLAM! Bumblebee was on the floor with Buddy sitting on his chassis. Bumblebee groaning: “You were supposed to wait for my count….” Buddy: “It worked when Barry tried it.” Bumblebee: “Who’s Barry?”

Other than the ‘Roof incident’, things seemed to be going well for the Terrans and the Maltos.

That, however, changed on one Family Movie Night.

Hashtag had chosen an old timey slasher film with some of the fakest props ever.

Many of the Terrans were laughing and having a good time… except Buddy.

It wasn’t until a particular jump scare came up that they screamed.

But this scream literally through most of their family back.

In their panic state, Buddy transformed and flew into the woods behind the barn.

Everyone was both in shock and worried for Buddy.

By the looks of it, Buddy didn’t even know they could do that�� sonic screech either.

What if they hurt themselves on accident?

What if they got lost?

What if someone found them?!

Dot is about to call in Megatron and Optimus to help look for Buddy when said Terran carefully descended in the middle of the cow field.

Buddy nervously fiddling with their alt modes digits. They look up to see their family run to them. Buddy: “Listen I’m so, so, so, sorry—” Nightshade gets to them first and wraps their wings around them. Nightshade: “Thank goodness you’re okay!” Jawbreaker, Hashtag, Twitch and Thrash also throw themselves into the group hug. Buddy sniffles a bit before they let go and turn to their human family. Buddy: “I- I so—” Mo and Robbie hug them the best they can. Alex and Dot follow right behind. Dot places a hand on the side of their face. Buddy leans into her touch. Dot: “You okay baby? You gave us quite the scare there?” Buddy slowly nods. Buddy: “I… I just needed some space. I’m still sorry about what happened with movie night…” Alex: “Forget movie night kiddo. The important thing is that everyone is okay.” Buddy: “Yeah… I bet Barry was scared too. I need to say sorry to him too.” Alex: “Who’s Barry?”

The family made sure to tell the bots about Buddy’s new screeching abilities the next day.

It was rather difficult for the bots to find ways to help Buddy control/ train their screech.

None of them had experience with training with sound.

Buddy soon found themselves a bit left out on training, so as not trigger their scream.

This was also around the time that the family started noticing Buddy begin to stray into the woods and not come back until the evening time.

At first, they didn’t think too much about it.

It wasn’t until they started missing some mandatory training and coming back even later at night that the family started worrying.

Mo and Robbie tried to talk to them, but they only patted their heads and continued on their way.

The other Terrans tried to talk to them, which led to a sky chase between Buddy, Nightshade and Twitch.

Twitch and Nightshade groaned as they walked back to the house. Robbie: “Where have you two been?” Twitch: “We got lost trying to find Buddy.” Nightshade: “Did they come back?” Jawbreaker: “Yeah, they came back a few hours ago and just waddled to he barn.” Hashtag: “They said they needed to tell Barry something.” Nightshade: “Who’s Barry?”

The latter two got lost in the woods while Buddy returned to the roof of the barn.

Dot decided to bring in reinforcements and calls in the bots.

The next day the Maltos and bots follow Buddy into the woods.

They all hide once Buddy stops flying and waddles a bit into a clearing.

Twitch from Megatron’s shoulder. Twitch: “What are they doing?” Thrash: “Ha! They’re doing the waddle!” Hashtag: “Hush Thrash!” Everyone quiets down at the sound of a familiar jet landing into the clearing. Soundwave transformed right in front of Buddy and let the minicons out too. Buddy waves their wings a bit. Frenzy chuckled as she put them in a mini helm lock. Jawbreaker: “They’re under attack!” Optimus: “Autobots and Terrans roll out!” The bots come out of their hiding places just as Soundwave had picked up Buddy from underneath their wings. Buddy squeaked in surprised at their family and the bots being at the clearing. Buddy: “Guys? What are you—” Megatron: “Release the Terran Soundwave. No one has to get hurt here.” Frenzy, Lazerbeak and Ravage stand in front of Soundwave. Frenzy: “You want ‘em? You’ll just have to go through us!” Soundwave puts Buddy down behind him and readies himself. Buddy had a nervous face. Buddy: “Wait I—” Their pleas were drowned out by the sound of Soundwave’s fist on Megatron face.

The fight broke out.

Thankfully it didn’t last long.

Buddy had let out a low scream, making everyone stop in their tracks.

Once they stopped, they nervously waddled to the middle of the bots and cons.

They explained to the bots and their family that they had been seeing Soundwave for the past few weeks to help train them.

Soundwave had the best experience with sound and how to use it.

They begged Megatron and Dot to let them continue to train under the Decepticon.

Dot looked unsure, but seeing the results did put her in a tough decision.

Megatron just looked at his former friend.

Soundwave looked ready to fight him again in order to continue to see the little bat.

It had him thinking about…

Megatron walks a bit to Soundwave. Buddy nervously began to rub their digits a bit. Megatron looks at Soundwave. Megatron: “… Have you ever harmed them?” Soundwave: “No.” Soundwave: “Do you intend to use them for any future plans with the Decepticons?” Soundwave: “No.” Megatron turns to Dot: “I don’t see why not. Soundwave is the only Cybertronian we know of that can help with Buddy’s new abilities…” Dot makes her way to Soundwave. Dot: “You can train Buddy… but I swear if my kid comes back hurt from one of your outing, I. Will. Come. For. You.”

The first few times Buddy went to training, they had to be accompanied by someone.

From Mo and Robbie to Megatron and Optimus.

Slowly it turned into a babysitter.

Until Buddy went to practice and noticed no one had followed them.

Buddy had flown straight into Soundwave’s arms that day just letting out little jittery chirps and squeaks into his chassis.

Soundwave just held them close to his spark.

This little bat had managed to squeeze their way into his spark and he was not letting them go anytime soon.

[dreamingunderacloudysky]

Being Wasted w/Anya

(+NSFW + Female Reader)

A/n: @lemonsockzz motivating me to write this after my sonic cocktail incident last night. This may come across as very OOC but this is TOO FUNA of a prompt to not write!

Warnings: Strong alcohol, drunk sex.

OK ok so after a particularly tough night at work I'd imagine Anya breaking into a bottle of wine and you whatever drink of choice.

When sober, Anya is a very cautious person, but the moment she's had a couple glasses of that pinot noire, she's off the walls like Vans.

"As a medical professional? I would say no, but as your very sloshed friend? Go for it, girl. " she would say as you hype yourself up to go wrestle a random animal that has made it into your back yard.

I feel like she would also REALLY enjoy painting while thrashed like that and breaks out all her supplies and paints.

If she is so far gone she can't locate anything to paint on? Congrats you just became her canvas.

She'll pull off your shirt and have you lay on the floor, she still has enough sense to cover the floor in newspapers weirdly enough.

Chest to the floor, you would feel the bristles of the wet brush come into contact with your back.

"Anya I'm not a canvas-"

"Shhhh, you will be when I'm finished with you."

The art can end up one of two ways. Either extremely well done and worthy of praise! Or... its was as if a toddler on roller skates attempted to a paint during an earthquake.

Lots of sluggish and sloppy kisses that end with hiccups and giggles.

So many compliments. Lord help her she is wasted and can barely walk.

Anya definately hiccups when she's had too much.

Gets very handsy too, after the living room shenanigans she'll carry you (or attempt to) back to the bedroom pretending she is a chilvarous knight.

(Side note drunk DnD with Anya would be so funny oh my god, her role-playing would be 10/10)

NSFW

PSA: INCAPACITED VICTIMS (Drunk, high, on certain meds, sleeping, or concussion) CANNOT CONSENT IN ACCORDANCE WITH US LAW.

If you agree to it, Anya actually has the enthusiasm of a kid in candy shop.

Is overly polite silly and honest in bed when drunk

"Hey your boobs look great tonight, may I have permission to touch them?"

Actually fist pumps the air and let's out a small excited "yippie!" Before playing with them.

It's so sloppy but god it's so funny having her go at them like that.

Peppers your face in kisses before slinking down your body, rolling her hips against the apex of your thighs. Leaving wet kisses along your neck, collarbones, chest, stomach, before finally reaching between your legs.

Then she gets teasing and wants you to ask for it.

"Anya touch me-"

"Ah ah ah what's the magic word?"

Its not her best but it is still damn good for drunk oral.

Very languid movements of her tongue, as her hands have an iron grip on your thighs to keep you spread for her.

Sometimes will reach a hand down to grant herself some relief as she makes you reach cloud nine.

Likes to moan in response to your own because she still knows you like the vibrations from it. She'll also hum teasingly for the same affect.

After you cum once sometimes Anya will keep going for another and another till you're a shaking whining and whimpering mess with the hand tangled in her messy black hair pushing her away.

Post sex drunk Anya gets super affectionate and cuddly and talks about how you're the woman of the world and she's so grateful to have you. Its really sweet, brutally honest, and silly and being hammered with her you're probably returning those same sentiments.

She coils around you and holds you tightly saying she'll never let go.

Just be prepared to take turns hurling into the toilet bowl tomorrow morning 🌄

[myymi]

@passionartx picked 28 💪

kill tails kill!!

Sonic smiles as he listens to the quiet gasps of awe from everyone. He really couldn't blame them, the view they had was incredible.

He'll never get over just how amazing his little brother looks when he goes super. Blue, green, and purple swirl across his fur like a galaxy is trapped within him as white dots sparkle like they're miniature stars. Seven phantom tails thrash behind him in a mesmerizing pattern, each one of them a matching color to the seven Chaos Emeralds.

His eyes shift from their normal bright blue to a sharp green, vibrant even amongst all the other colors dancing across his body. Two flickies circle around him with several other phantoms birds, all similar colors to the fox’s new rainbow tails.

It makes Sonic want to cry. Tails has come so far from the scared, mangey little kit he met in Westside all those years ago.

He's so proud of his little brother.

x

[tickle-headcanons]

💙 Sonic the Hedgehog – Tickle Headcanons 💙

General

100000% Lee-leaning switch — he can tickle you back, sure, but the second he’s the target? It’s over for him 😭

Most ticklish spots? 👇 ➤ His sides and ribs are RIDICULOUSLY sensitive ➤ Behind his knees is a hidden weakness (don’t tell Tails) ➤ And his tummy??? He’ll lose his mind if you scribble there 😵‍💫 ➤ His ears are also suuuper twitchy when you brush them lightly (instant squirming!!)

His laugh is fast and jumpy, like little hiccup-giggles mixed with frantic yelps — very “WAHAhaha–! H-Hey quit it!!” energy 💥

💙 Lee!Sonic 💙

SOOOO ticklish but SOOOO dramatic about it 😭 ➤ “I’m not ticklish! You’re just cheating—!!” (He’s already on the floor in a giggle fit)

Tries to act cool but the second you poke his side, he goes from confident hero to helpless puddle 😭💔

Thrashes like crazy — not because he wants it to stop, but because he’s panicking in the most adorable way possible

If you pin him down even a little? Oh he’s DONE. Totally done. Wiggle worm mode: activated 🌀

Teasing flusters him SO much!! If you coo stuff like, “Aw, look at the brave hero all giggly~” he’ll turn red and scream-laugh into his gloves 😳🫠💙

Lowkey loves the attention and affection even if he pretends otherwise — tickles make him feel safe and cared for in a way he doesn’t get often 🥺

Bonus: Post-tickle Sonic is sleepy and happy and curled up in a blanket like 💤 “You better not tell anyone... but thanks.”

🔥 Ler!Sonic 🔥

Honestly doesn’t tickle people often… unless he’s in a playful mood or you start it first 😏

“Ohhh you think you can get away with that sneak attack? Buddy, you’re asking for it now~”

Lightning-fast fingers (duh) — it’s like one second you’re fine and the next you’re in a squirmy giggle trap 💨

LOVES playful chases! If you run, you better be ready to get caught and wrecked ➤ “You’ve got five seconds. Better run!”

Can be suuuper smug with his teasing: “What’s that? Can’t take a little tickle?” 😌

Will poke at your worst spots until you're a wheezy mess and then act like he didn’t do anything

He’s not the best at aftercare… but he tries 🥹 ➤ Throws a chili dog at you like “Here. You earned this.” 💀 ➤ (But he’ll also nudge you and go, “You good?” real quiet-like, just to make sure you’re okay 💙)

[angelkitty54]

Time for a new baby! Introducing Princess Charlotte "Chilli" Acorn!

Baby Chilli is a speedster just like her daddy, and a ball of sass just like her mummy. Sonic wanted to name her "Chilli" from the get go but Sally vetoed against it. They ended up naming her after Uncle Chuck, but she really hated it when people used her full name as a kid, and never really clicked with other nicknames like "Lottie" or "Charlie" either.

The nickname "Chilli" was something Sonic would call her, partly coz Sally craved a lot of spicy foods during her pregnancy, but also coz she was a really angry baby. She had such an angry resting bitch face and was always thrashing, kicking, hissing, and biting (even before she started teething), like a spicy feral kitten. So Sonic was always calling her things like "Spicy Chilli' or "red hot Chilli" or "Chilli Pepper". And the kid just took that and ran with it, practically making it her whole identity.

Pretty much everyone knows her as "Chilli" now, much to Sally's chagrin.

[rei-ismyname]

Magneto, Storm and Blue Marvel vs a Stark Sentinel

It's issue #4 of Resurrection of Magneto and the old man is back in the world of the living, good as new. Storm, Blue Marvel, and Mags decide to go smash some fascists. After a particularly targeted trap for Magneto and unseen heroics from the others, they take prisoners and free the captive mutants. Blue Marvel is kind enough to offer the destruction of the facility to others.

Mags jumps at the opportunity and crumples the billion dollar facility like origami - leaving lots of metal lying around. A brief moment of peace is shattered by a Stark Sentinel. 'Mutants detected. Engage and destroy.'

Heh, Brashear throws some justified shade at Tony Stark. Even if Tony is less culpable for this monstrosity, both men know all too well that Tony ruins lives. He designed the ORCHIS Forge and played a part in the death of Adam's wife. These Sentinels are pretty sophisticated with specific countermeasures against the big guns. They're apparently Magneto proof, though that will be tested. Are they Storm proof?

Yep! Some kind of sonic weapon pins her down, unable to focus. Blue Marvel has a shot but it has countermeasures for him too. These are three of the most powerful beings alive but this robot has their number individually. Adam advocates for leaving, having done what they came to do. Mags wants to smash it, though the point is moot.

Some human journalists are disguised as fisherfolk and the sentinel is programmed to take out witnesses (and probably journalists too.) They have to take this thing down or all these people will die. Magneto of old probably wouldn't care, but he's committed to using his power responsibly in the world. Ethically. Heroically.

While Adam is trying to evacuate, Mags thinks outside the box. Using all that metal from the destroyed facility, Mags fashions two giant fists. It's go time, you red and gold bitch.

I'll give ORCHIS some credit for coding a passive aggressive sentinel - it reminds them that 'this unit is proofed against magnetic tampering,' walking into a series of dramatic one liners. Mags pounds the shit out of it with giant steel hooks and uppercuts but the piece of shit declares 'Impact insufficient.' Mags and Storm both get in on talking smack to a robot and stall for time. For the first time in his life, Magneto proposes a mutant/human circuit - the best of Krakoa with the best of humanity. An electromagnetic power up with Blue Marvel regulating the energy with antimatter. No idea how that works and Adam says it could kill him.

They do it anyway, and super Saiyan Magneto roars in pain and rage as they thrash this bringer of death. All he can do is hit it, and hit it, and hit it...

Until it breaks the fuck apart. Woo! Mags is exercising godly restraint in keeping his philosophical musings inside his head, though he can't help but think of Charles.

BOOM! After Mags' cracking the egg all three of them blow it the fuck up. Gotta love that these journalists have this whole thing on camera. This could have been the basis for a whole new life for Mags. Rehabilitated in the public eye and committed to his Bodhisattva Vow. Alas, it was not to be. Not yet anyway.

Time to get these people out of here - something Storm and Adam take care of while Mags goes to rescue Tony Stark. I don't think this is how Al Ewing would have ended things if Mags wasn't needed in other books, but it works for a new beginning. Sure, Tony sucks, but Mags letting go and looking to the future has value. Working to be a better man, even if it means saving a shitty one. At least he's actually on team mutant at this point.

[cityzenshark]

Times Earthspark lacks common sense it's so funny, it's sometimes worrying (part 2/?)

Not in order of episode or season

No one is worried at all that Nightshade built the dugout by themselves. The barn could've collapsed and buried them alive.

With Bee not at the farm for most of that episode, it's just all the more reckless of them, and odd for Thrash and JB not questioning or joining their sibling building it.

The lack of environmental interactions as the episode and season goes. An old barn couldn't have been that sturdy to be able to bounce big bulky Jawbreaker off of it.

The lady Nightshade rescued only relaxed when they introduced themselves and admiring the stickers on her bag, not because they saved her from a mugger. (Huh???)

"I only feel safe around my friends and other non-binary people." Dismissing stranger danger. Being queer or have the same gender (identity) doesn't mean that individual is immune from doing bad things or being a bad person.

Nightshade committed kidnapping due to the scene carrying the woman away and putting her down on the rooftop being 7 minutes apart. Kid, you don't need to bring her to the other side of the city to save her from one mugger.

Did they even bring her back afterwards?

The anti-Transformers is told to be widespread yet there's only ONE hate display shown in the entire story.

"Humans despise Transformers." But why are there new merchandises about them?

Good thing the cartoon doesn't touch toilet issues. Robby & Mo getting stuck in the dugout for 10 hours must be rough.

Why in the world is a nine-year-old attending her brother's middle school for one class? "Because the teacher for her class is absent." Okay, what about her classmates?

Oddly, Hashtag herself never stumbled upon any anti-Transformers stuff online. It'd make sense if Robby actively hid them from his Terran siblings, but his Pikachu face reaction at the graffiti says otherwise.

Nova Storm could've sonic boom the Bot Brawl to smithereens but she didn't. Frenzy and Lazerbeak could've ran away but they seem to be having genuine fun commentating on their fellow Cons' misery. It doesn't look like they were trapped and forced to be in there...

Heck, even Bee voluntarily came and stayed there.

In "Bear Necessities", did the family clean up the trashed woods or nah?

The lack of mentioning of past events in further episodes as a whole. Swindle, Tarantulas, school, the S1 finale global death blast, etc -- making the characters' behaviours in further episodes seemingly came out of nowhere.

Who is the owner of the cows? Do they know the paddock is being used as a playground for giant child Transformers? Do the Maltos tell them they took a calf as their own pet?

With zero mentioning of the cows' owner, the Malto family basically stole Fluffy Ears.

[on-leatheredwings]

(Yandere?) Batboys discovering your alternative music taste (metal/goth/emo/etc)

Bruce is utterly alienated and out of his depth. Frankly, he doesn't know much about the scene. It also doesn't appeal to him much, besides the slower, moodier songs. But when it's obvious this is your taste, and it's important to you, he's fully supportive and interested. He'll purchase limited edition vinyl of your favorite albums, and have custom record stands made for you by artisans. If you happen to make music, he'll have a soundproof studio built in the manor. Sometimes, you catch familiar songs playing quietly in the Batcave, without provocation.

Dick wants you to teach him how to scream. Now. After you tell him about your music taste, he listens to your playlists and is quickly converted into a fan. Your favorite songs turn into his gym/training playlist, and he finds his leaps through the Blud are higher during a good breakdown. You two start sharing band tees. Dick would get you matching guitars, so you can practice together. Wearing a guitar pick that fits with another yin-yang style is his favorite accessory, to which you have the other half.

Jason wishes he had known earlier. Do you know how many concerts he's gone to alone, vibing out in the back of the crowd? He knows as many bands and as much alternative music history as you do. He also appreciates the more eccentric aesthetics of the scene with you. He'll put on a face of corspe paint with you any day of the week (the irony of the look isn't lost on him). Your favorite songs are fast and gritty, probably groove or thrash metal. Jason will get you both concert tickets, always front-row or in the pit. If it's the latter, he won't hesitate to knock heads together if they get a little too rowdy with you. Your best kisses also tend to happen while your favorite album is in the background, you will testify.

Tim decides to study it. Gamify it. To some extent, it's like he's studying you, which is his favorite subject, of course. Be prepared to know more than you ever imagined about your favorite artists, their writing processes, etc. Tim would be the one you have the most in depth conversations with sonically, his interpretations completely titillating and elevating the lyrics. But even if you aren't as intellectual as him, sometimes, you manage to surprise him back. He especially loves when you show him songs that strike him so poignantly, that he doesn't know how to quantify them. It encourages him to get out his head a bit more. Later on, he may get a matching tattoo of your favorite lyric, though with a symbolic image rather than explicit writing. For now, he makes playlists for you to listen to new bands he thinks you'd like.

Damian... isn't against it -- first, how could he be against anything you love? Second, he's already made his own foray into darker music... yours is just maybe more hardcore than he's ever cared to go. It just takes more exposure for him to Get It. Soon enough, he's intrigued by the artistic expression of it all. Raised with rigid rules and expectations, he certainly finds the liberation and appeal of music so rebellious and visceral. He enjoys more poetic language juxtaposed by gritty rhythms and mournful tempos. He tells you goth love songs remind him of you. Damian prefers to match silver jewelry or piercings with you, the former tend to have both of your initials engraved in spindly, thin fonts.