Sonic

fleetwaysupersonic:

YAWNS LOUDLY

Hey you -leans on-

fleetwaysupersonic:

-Nooope no no no He wasn’t going to look at anything. Only the backs of his eyelids. Fleetway shook his head a little, flinging water out of his quills and into the shower wall behind him. He wanted to back up against it, slide to the ground and curl up until this was done and over with. Unfortunately though it wouldn’t be done until he was clean.- 

Nnnhh- -He twitched as a hand stroked his muzzle softly, quickly adjusting and even leaning into the touch. He didn’t respond to sonic other than that though, only shaking, grinding his teeth and baring them slightly.-

-Sonic didn’t push it. He would like it if Fleetway wasn’t so shaken up, but it was enough that the gold hedgehog was even in the shower willingly. It would be best to get this over with as quickly as possible.- Shh.

-He kept his hand on Fleetway’s muzzle as he picked up a bar of soap, and began scrubbing the fur on Fleetway’s chest. He was gentle about it, but tried to be quick at the same time.-

fleetwaysupersonic:

-Fleetway comes down into a squatted position, hand reaching out to gently rub Sonic’s back as he cleaned his face and sipped his water. Hand gently smoothing circles in the disheveled fur of his counterpart.- 

Nnh…No it’s fine pet. Are you feeling any better now? 

-The demon’s ears perked, raised fully and twitching in their alert state. His eyes matched this amount of concern, swhorls tight in the center but loose in the edges.- Do you need me to get you anything else…?

-Sonic slowly begins to purr as Fleetway rubs his back, it being quite sore now.-

Eh…Sort of…

-At least he doesn’t feel nauseous anymore. He looks at his partner, clearly seeing the concern, but his wilted appearance doesn’t help him look reassuring.- Nah…I just…want to lay back down.

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fleetwaysupersonic:

Mhm, of course. -With slight reluctance, Fleetway stands, getting a wash cloth and a small paper cup from the counter and running part of the cloth under warm water, holding carefully so his fingers didn’t get wet. He then filled the small cup with water aswell, turning it off before he picked it up and carried both over to his pet on the floor. Gingerly handing them both to him.-

-Sonic sort of slumps back onto his rear end while he waits, head down and eyes closed. He’s surprised to hear the water running, but is grateful Fleetway would go that far.-

Thanks…

-He takes the items, first using the cloth to wipe his face, and then takes a few sips of water. As much as he’d like to chug the small cup, he knows that wouldn’t end well.- Ugh…Sorry you had to see that…

fleetwaysupersonic:

-Shaking. He was shaking. his quills bristled as he was pulled towards the shower. But the water was warm so though it was still terrifying, it was still unnerving. He gently tugged back on Sonic as he entered the shower but made no move to leave, perhaps that little tug was more instinct than actual protest.- Nnngh… -Carefully, slowly, he works himself up enough to step inside the shower, twitching and shaking more as the water hit him. Too late to go back now though, he couldn’t say no now. Fleetway’s eyes squinted shut and his teeth clenched together, ears pinned flat against his head as his shoulders hunched and his body shook almost violently.-

-Sonic felt guilt begin to well up in his chest. He was the reason this was even an issue for Fleetway in the first place. He frowned, but bit his bottom lip subtly and shut the guilt out. This wasn’t the time for that. He had to focus on helping Fleetway.-

Good…good. -He spoke, and smiled, gently as his partner finally got in. Though the smile was a front for Fleetway’s sake. Sonic felt terrible seeing him like that.- You’re okay, Fleetway. Look at me. -He moved closer and caressed the side of his partner’s muzzle.- Nothing bad is happening. You’re safe. You’re okay.

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mephilesthenotsodark:

In the time before the golden hedgehog attacked, Mephiles blinked at the odd sound he had made, finding it amusing and pleasing at the same time, as well as the physical reaction he gave. What she hadn’t expected was for him to lunge at her. The sting of pain she felt in her face made her recoil, hissing and bending her knees. Sonic was noticed, only vaguely, but again shoved to the side as the god practically leaped on Fleetway.

While claws were dug in the golden one’s torso, Mephiles’ intention was not to wound him greatly or anything. Rather, the downward pull on her claws was an attempt to take him to the ground, an attempt that wasn’t thought through very well through her anger of being attacked. The long tail of the god whipped around behind her, likely tearing up the ground some, as well as Sonic should he have not moved out of the way. That tail and the heavy armor and weapons it carried was used as a counterweight as well however, and with one quick motion Mephiles whipped herself around, throwing Fleetway to the ground and covering the immediate area in dark energy, tendrils of it shooting out and clinging to the thrown hedgehog, pulling and hooking the small barbs that covered them into his fur and skin. Not pausing, the dark one stepped over and above Fleetway, bending down and placing a hand on his chest, claws threatening to break through his torso.

“Do not test my patience.”

As Fleetway was knocked to the ground he let out a grunt, about to spring back up when suddenly tendrils of searing, burning dark energy pinned him down, barbs piercing his skin and coercing and rage-filled roar from him. The moment the dark stepped over him, he yanked his arm up, ignoring the ripping pain sensations in his skin. Lurching upward at the god that so intently scolded him. His hand aimed to close around Mephiles’ throat, using his upward momentum to push them both over, supposedly landing with Fleetway on top, hand securely tight around the she-god’s neck, claws digging in as much as possible. Despite the barbs ripping his skin, small amounts of blood dripping from the wounds, he still didn’t let up. An impressively loud, aggressive snarl ripped itself from the gold hedgehog’s throat.

“I’m not. You, on the other hand, are testing mine.”

Sonic growled at being shoved, getting quite fed up with it at this point. He didn’t care if the other two beings were more powerful, this was ridiculous, and he wasn’t going to be ignored. He didn’t back away by any means, and actually tried to get closer, which was of course stupid, because of that tail Mephiles was swinging around.

Though he did see it coming, and moved quickly enough for it to only graze him, it still cut through his sweater and left a nice scratch on his arm. Sonic growled again, more angrily as he laid his ears back. He had no choice but to stay back as the dangerously sharp crystal hedgehog threw his partner down, and let out a surprised gasp as dark energy spread on the ground. “Fleetway!” Anger mixed with concern at the sight of those barbs digging into gold fur. “Mephiles, stop!” 

Augh, this is stupid! Stop stop stop stop stop…

The blue hedgehog couldn’t hold back a whine as Mephiles threatened to rip open Fleetway’s chest, and was just about to full on tackle her, when Fleetway managed to turn things around. Okay, that took care of Fleetway, but now his friend was in danger of having her throat ripped out. “QUIT!” This had gone far enough. 

With out a second thought Sonic lunged forward and tackled his partner, hopefully forcing him to let go of Mephiles with out damaging her neck too badly, and pinning him to the ground. Sonic laid on Fleetway, and used his knees to pin his legs, while his hand pressed down onto his chest as hard as he could manage. Angrily he shouted right into the gold hedgehog’s face. “That is ENOUGH!” His quills were raised as high as they could go, pupils narrow, eye-ridges knitted tightly together, and body shaking. Immediately he whirled his head around toward Mephiles and gave her the same glare, snarling similar to a feral animal.

“Same goes for you! BACK OFF! Stop it! Stop! NOW!” Sonic was done with this nonsense. Done. He wasn’t about to watch his lover and his friend tear each other apart.

fleetwaysupersonic:

-Ooh boy…Fleetway sighs softly, frowning, dropping to his knees and holding Sonic’s quills back out of his way. Carefully rubbing his back as he heaved. He wasn’t about to leave his pet like this, stroking his quills back while his other hand rubs gentle circles in Sonic’s fur.-

-Sonic didn’t like anyone to see him sick, but he knows he better get used to it. Besides, he can’t ignore the comfort having his back rubbed brought. The little nightmare from his stomach finally ends, and he takes a few moments to catch his breath.-

C…can you hand me a cloth please?

-Great, now his throat hurts.-

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I don’t care if you’ve been in bed since yesterday you need to re-

-Alarmed and slightly worried, Fleetway follows after his pet, just to be sure he’s alright.-

-No, he’s not really alright. Sonic is busy loosing whatever stomach contents he had, though he does soon notice Fleetway’s presence. He’d really rather not have him see him like this, but he literally can’t do or say anything about it.-

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Get back in bed

But I’ve…been in bed since yesterday…

B’sides I…I think…

Hhk…-Sonic quickly makes his way to the bathroom.-

ugh…man, I…really don’t feel good…

fleetwaysupersonic:

-Fleetway twitched and took a halfstep back the moment the water was turned on. His quills bristle further and honestly he feelt like leaving.

Out

outie 

gone

out of the house

out of the state

out of the country. 

But he shudders and stays put, his knees turning inward slightly. his eyes had been squinted shut with the sounds of the water but they flew open in surprise when Sonic touched him. He gave a soft sound of protest but his quills itched, he could tell his fur was beginning to mat so a shower would be probably the best idea. He gave a short, barely there nod, but he makes no other movement other than the heavy rise and fall of his chest.-

-Sonic took note of every little motion Fleetway made, carefully reading him. Fleetway wanted to leave, that was obvious, but the fact that he hadn’t was a good sign. At the soft sound of protest Sonic tried to reassure his partner with a smile, and gently ran his hand up his arm. Then, once he got approval he gently pulled Fleetway toward the shower. He got in first, and waited, not forcing the gold hedgehog, but tried to be encouraging, and he blocked most of the water with his own body.-

fleetwaysupersonic replied to your post: who said the soup was for you not get in that bed or so help me i will put you in that bed myself

Fine then Bl -He bends down and picks his pet up at the waist, tossing Sonic over his shoulder and toting him into the master bedroom and tossing him onto the bed-

Mrrrkk- 

-That was a bit rough. Sonic groans as his stomach turns from being tossed around, but he’s actually amused by all this and chuckles.-

Alright, alright…I’ll take a nap if that makes ya happy.

fleetwaysupersonic:

-Fleetway’s ears stayed firmly pinned to his head as they made their way to the bathroom, hands twitching slightly. Though once they were free they wrung together as the normally quite confident hedgehog hunched in on himself, knees bending a little, shoulders raised, back bent forward as his chin dipped close to his chest and his quills raised. One might have heard a soft whimper from him as his pet reached for the knob.-

-Well, he didn’t look too good, but at least Fleetway wasn’t running. Slowly Sonic turned on the water, and made sure to set it to a high temperature, but obviously not something that would burn either of them. Once it was set to shower mode he straightened up and tried his hands on a towel, then stepped over to Fleetway again, carefully placing a hand on each of his forearms.-

You ready?

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mNMnmMNMNMN

But I don’t WANT food I want to get out of here I need to get out and and and…do STUFF. Anythign! Run, jump off things, HELP CHILDREN CROSS FUCKIN STREETS IDUNNO

-He takes the bowl back and jerks it close to him, sucessfully splashing it a little. He picks up the spoon and agressively shoves a spoon in his mouth.-

-Then again he wouldn’t actually help children cross streets but i mean he just wanted out of the house come on.-

-Sonic sighs lightly and lowers his ears.-

I know. I want to get out of here too. I want to run. -He decides to ignore that comment about children, that’s obviously crazy talk coming from FLEETWAY.- But we’re stuck here for now. And as long as you’re mortal you need your strength. Okay?

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Mmnmnmhmnmhn…

-Fleetway let his chin rest on his knees as he watched his counterpart with great comprehension. He knew the blue hedgehog would help in any way that he could but still, the feeling of water running through his fur and pooling slightly at his toes was terrifying. He shuddered.-

-He chuffs softly before slowly pushing himself onto the balls of his feet, knees still bent and body still hunched over them, but balanced on his tip toes.-

F…Fine…

-Sonic smiled softly as Fleetway finally agreed and stood up with him, still holding his hand.- Okay. -He gently tugged on his counterpart a little and led him into the master bathroom, being sure to leave the door open so that Fleetway wouldn’t feel trapped.-

-Sonic let go of Fleetway’s hand so that he could walk over to the tub, but before he turned on the water he glanced back to see how the gold hedgehog was doing so far.-

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-gLARES DAGGERS AT-

-B(-

-EATS ONE BITE, PUTS IT DOWN-

-Sonic just gives Fleetway a look that says something a long the lines of ‘that is not good enough and you know it, do you want the bonk or not.’-

Come on. Fleetway, you are mortal right now, whether you like it or not. You need food. It’ll help you feel better.

fleetwaysupersonic:

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay okay fine! I’ll eat a little bit gimme. -grabby hands-

Good~

-Sonic hands Fleetway his soup bowl.-

fleetwaysupersonic:

But I don’t want to i just wanna leave.

I want out not food.

-gruunT-

Eat or no sex for a week.

fleetwaysupersonic replied to your post: nnHHMNHMHNHM

-Aaannndd he’s curled up on the couch, staring at his soft nails. He grunts once-

-Nudges him to sit up.-

Eat.