hiii im sorry ive been MIA for so long!!!!
im back now with a couple of things:
after several ppl reaching out to suggest it, i think im gonna cross-post my work on AO3 (here's the link to my acc! maybe show me some love bc im so embarrassed to be joining so late hehe)
thank u all for all the love on the Mr. Miller series and i promise there's another part coming v soon i have it about halfway written :)
I should be updating my Din series either tonight or tomorrow!!!
im debating wether to keep my taglists or make a seperate blog for post alerts, because I just have so many ppl to tag whose accts cant be tagged. idk yet im still unsure
also requests are still open so feel free to drop one or even just say anything!!! <3
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Sonic never celebrated Christmas when he was alone, or planned to after he gained a tiny fox brother. Nobody ever gave Sonic any presents, and he knew vaguely about Santa, but thought that was some kind of Robotnik publicity stunt - a fat man, red cloak, flying in the sky? Seemed an obvious rebrand.
And he didn't do presents those first few years either - Tails never even mentioned he knew about Christmas presents. And of course their other friends didn't. It wasn't until Amy asked him if he was writing a christmas list that Tails gently explained to them all that Father Christmas only came to good kits who had a house he could visit, and clearly even though Tails had a home now, he wasn't that good a kit. Which is an unacceptable thing for your big brother to hear.
Big red guy in the sky, mystical powers? Santa got a rebrand that year, and Knuckles got his pardon for teaming up against Sonic, plus an I O U for later favours.
Sonic insisted Amy and Tails wait up with him Christmas Eve, even though they were too young really. Sleepy on the sofa, they both got a fright when something heavy footed clunked onto the roof, and then fell down their chimney. Sonic put a blanket over them both and told them to shush, as a very gruff father Christmas came in, looking more like a burglar, to see their two stockings.
"Tails? That guy? The bestest- goodest - (what does that say?) - ingeniusest fox ever? Finally! I've found him. Ho. Ho. Ho."
Knuckles read from his list, and dumped 6 years worth of presents next to the stocking, glared at Sonic hiding behind the tree, and climbed back up the chimney with a glass of milk and the plate of cookies held in one hand.
Amy could barely contain herself of course, and Sonic nearly thought he got away with it. As they went to bed, Tails tugged Sonic's ear, and very seriously whispered.
"Do we tell Knuckles we know he's santa?"
"No, bud. I think- I think he'd like you to keep it secret."
After Christmas, Tails insisted they visit Angel Island, and made a great show of explaining he understood why Father Christmas couldn't find him, really, and it wasn't personal. He hoped they could be friends. Sonic and Knuckles had just bought themselves into a few years of prentending to Tails and Amy, then one more year of pretending just to Amy, because she really liked leaving out a home made pie.
Knuckles is still finding work as Cream's Santa today.
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Hey, guys.
Sooooo... due to a series of events, my arm was cut. Nothing serious, a bit of blood but that's about it.
The problem is... well... the thing that cut me was metallic and I can't risk it so I'm getting a tetanus shot after work.
Due to this, I won't be able to reply or answer any asks or reblogs. Sorry, guys. :(
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monaco update is coming. got shoved to the backburner cause contrary to popular belief i do things outside of tumblr. it'll be up around the weekend probably
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