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Hey, here's a fun new game. Put "📓" or some other version of a book emoji into my inbox and I'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but daydream about.

The post where I do vague cultural worldbuilding headcanons for Sonic characters??

Sonic and Knuckles are mountain man bros in the sense that they both grew up in the wild raised by animals. They dunk themselves in a river, call themselves clean, and then fistbump about it. They eat fruit right off bushes. Knuckles can find you a damn good tuber in a pinch and Sonic would be able to snatch you a worm if you really wanted it. Knuckles finds it difficult to pick up on mainstream cultural customs but Sonic's always found it easy now that he's older.

Tails and Amy, meanwhile, grew up in towns. These towns had a definite human influence, hence their possession of first and last names, but they still grew up in a Mobian in-group of sorts. They know proper fur/quill care, feel that it's gender non-conforming for a boy to wear clothes and a girl to go without them, and are adept at reading ear/tail gestures. Tails was never really one for any small-town slang but Amy still uses more rural phrasing even now that she lives in a larger city.

Rouge grew up in a large city, so she's more well-versed in cultures other than her own. She's adopted some human rituals because she thinks they're fun, like face masks and shaving some of her body fur. She loves exploring human cuisines because they're "exotic" to her while Mobian cuisine are comfort foods. She's fluent in several different kinds of slang along with the gestures/manners of the different cultures.

Shadow was raised by humans. His mannerisms are unmistakably human. From wearing human-sized shirts around the house, to having a taste for "human" comfort foods, to being completely unable to read ear/tail gestures in conversation, any Mobian is able to peg him as an outsider pretty quickly. While he's absolutely embraced proper quill care, Rouge had to first point out to him that he was doing it wrong- using human shampoo is not going to cut it, hun.

Omega is. . . weird. For the most part, he's predictably alien: what few social customs he's bothered to learn he has to have observed first. Rouge has been a helpful educator on the rare occasion he gives a shit, usually in regards to slang translation to add to his dictionary. He's almost more like Knuckles in the sense that he was isolated and now he's playing catchup. Sometimes, sometimes, though, the assumptions Omega makes will lean more towards human biases. Anyone who values their life knows not to ever point that out to him.

Metal Sonic reads like a robot imitating a human imitating a Mobian. Yes, he can imitate Sonic's gestures, but it's the movement in between that's uncanny. The physicality of his limbs. The weight of each step in his out-of-combat walk cycle. It screams "human". Most of his cultural knowledge, the little that he has, comes from observing Eggman's daily routine. But Eggman is just one human, and an isolated and eccentric one at that. Metal Sonic could recognize a refrigerator but not a washing machine, could recognize a plate and fork but not any other kitchen cookware. His knowledge is piecemeal. His imitations are incomplete. He was designed for combat, nothing more. His unconscious attempts to fill in the gaps are illogical, aren't they?

Silver is permanently locked into a culture called "survival mode". That's a joke, but only mostly. His behaviors more closely match that of someone growing up in extreme poverty. He can't stand to throw stuff away and he has a hypervigilance about danger that someone who grew up in a "bad neighborhood" would understand. Not to mention that any cultural values he has learned are a few hundred years out of date, so his guesses at any customs tend to be slightly off.

Blaze is from a different dimension, which basically reads as just a different culture than the one that's prominent where most of Sonic's friends reside! She actually gets a kick out of sharing her customs and comparing them to everyone else's. She's also from an extremely privileged walk of life, though, and it definitely shows no matter how much research she does to try and be less ignorant about how "normal" life works.

Is tumblr being dumb? Did my ask go through? :(

-🍑 anon

WAH!! So sorry for the late response, 🍑 anon!!

These past few weeks my school was in Hell Week™ where we had to complete all these piled up assignments right before our exams. And ofc, after that was Exam week, so safe to say I was pretty busy </33

Don't feel bad tho!! Every time I opened my tumblr for a break I'd look into my inbox and seeing ur ask made me power thru the shit i had to do!! The motivation of having to finish stuff to answer ur ask was WILD dude!!

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@chicken-blitz13

crawling out of my grave to @ you in this

the traits “likes spooky stuff” and “is a genuine coward” CAN coexist within one person. it’s me i’m in hell

I’ve been thinking a lot about Shadow’s characterizations in the Project: Shadow fan film, SA2, Archie, Heroes, ‘06, Prime, and Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog and why they’re all considered among the best. And I’ve been thinking about his characterizations in IDW and Boom, how they’re considered among the worst, and how much they clash with the other portrayals. I think I’ve hit upon the number one quality that Shadow needs to have to be written well.

Loyalty.

I’ll explain below the cut.

The best Shadow is one who is loyal to someone or something. Maybe he’s not always loyal to the right someone or something, but he is loyal nonetheless. It’s a core part of his character. He is ride or die to the very end for whatever friend or cause he cares about. Shadow is always ready to kill or be killed for whatever or whoever matters to him most; it’s what sets him apart from the others. The others have limits on their loyalty. Sonic will help you out, but he’s not gonna kill a man for you. Shadow will. He doesn’t have that limit. If you are Shadow’s friend and you need him to kill for you, he will do it. Period.

Here’s a recap of Shadow’s loyalty:

In SA2 and the fan film, it’s to Maria, and to a lesser extent, Gerald.

In Heroes and ‘06, it’s to Team Dark.

In Archie, it’s to Team Dark, Hope Kintobor, and Commander Tower. Sometimes it’s even to his own values like when he goes against Rouge to help Blaze in Treasure Team Tango.

In Sonic X, it’s to Maria and later Molly. Maybe even to the universe, given that he’s ready to kill Cosmo to save it.

In Prime, it’s to Green Hill. And later on, Shadow is also loyal to Sonic despite the latter driving him crazy.

In Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog, it’s to Amy.

And in his own game, Shadow can be loyal to Maria, Sonic and friends, Eggman (up to a point), Black Doom, or even Earth itself. Not all of those folks are worth his loyalty, but the fact is that Shadow still cares about fighting by their side. That key element of his personality remains.

And that’s what’s missing in Boom and IDW. Because in those, he isn’t loyal to anything. He isn’t ride or die for anyone. At least, not that we can tell. When you remove Shadow’s faithfulness to those he loves, you remove a lot of what makes him who he is and all that’s left is an edgy aesthetic that soon wears out its welcome because there isn’t anything to supplement it. And this is made worse by the fact that they’re never allowed to bring up or expand his backstory, so they can’t ever talk about why he’s like this.

I guess you could make the argument that Shadow is loyal to the world in IDW since he helps save it a few times, but he’s so mean and heartless to everyone in the world that it feels less like he’s fighting to protect other people and more like he’s just trying to save his own house so he still has a place to live. I mean, if he won’t help Rouge when she’s been kidnapped by Starline and he won’t help Omega when the latter has been smashed to bits and he won’t help the Chao get out of their cage and he actually has to be talked into saving a village from an avalanche and he seems to really dislike/be annoyed by everyone he comes into contact with…what exactly is he saving the Earth for?? It can’t be for the people living in it. He hates them. He doesn’t care if they need his help. So the only conclusion I can draw is that he’s just doing it to save his own skin. The only person Shadow shows even the slightest bit of loyalty to is himself.

And that makes him unrecognizable from the Shadow we know and love.

His loyalty is his greatest virtue, even when it’s misguided. Let him keep it.

heya! is it okay to ask for Wukong and Macaque x a chubby, trans male reader? like the reader is insecure about his body, but Wukong and Macaque helps him feel better?

Hello!! I hope you like this; I'm not really an expert in writing trans readers and dysphoria, but I do want to learn more on how to!!

Wukong and Macaque x chubby! trans! male! reader that's insecure about how he looks

Wukong

Wukong understands why you're insecure. He doesn't agree with it, of course not! You're the most handsome person ever! But he gets why you can feel that way

He tries to make you feel better by cracking some jokes. Anything to see you smile and forget about those bad thoughts

Things like "C'mon, you're amazing! I mean, look at me. I'm a literal stone monkey, and there are people out there that think I'm a smokeshow! I mean, they aren't wrong but..."

Loves your chub. He makes sure you know how much he loves your chub. Always sleeps on top of you and kisses your belly

He offers up to take a ride on his cloud to take your mind off it, or maybe just take a stroll around the mountain

If not, he'll probably get some snacks and cuddle up with you on his couch watching TV shows. Keeps telling you how GREAT you are for cuddling and how amazing you are

You're his boyfriend after all! If you managed to keep this cocky monkey under control, then you're just as amazing as he is!! (Maybe even more amazing)

Macaque

Oh, Mac totally gets where you're coming from. He uses a glamour to hide what he really looks like, so he gets what you're feeling

Tries his best at comforting you. He's not the best with... words. He can tell you what you want to hear, but he doesn't want it to be so empty

So he takes down his glamour in front of you, for the first time ever. This is a really vulnerable moment for him, so bear with him as he tries to muster up the courage to speak

Tells you that he understands your feelings, but for him, you're the most perfect guy he's seen. He's quite the looker and got some attention from some people before, sure, but that was because he got his glamour on. You're the first person to ever see what he really looks like

Him taking his glamour off was his way of comforting you. Saying things like "I don't think I'm all that good looking either. But if you still love me, even if I look like this, then why shouldn't I love you back? You're the most perfect person in the world to me."

Mac doesn't really care about looks all that much. He seriously thinks you're the greatest, regardless of what you look like. He makes sure to tell you that every single day!!

And you know he means it, because his glamour is always off whenever you're around :]]

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Hope this was good! Wukong's was more optimistic while Mac was more emotional. That's mostly because I think Wukong would try cheering you up using jokes and reassurances while Mac reveals to you what he looks like in a show of trust and comfort.

Wukong has no problem with being genuine, but Mac does, so the only way I could see him trying to comfort you was basically showing you his own version of "woah you're just like me fr" /j

Hi is it ok if you do Yin and Jin x Sibling! Reader

Where reader feels like thier in thier brothers shadows and their way of coping with it causing serous damage to the mortals. They would hurt them...... at least not physically but definitely mentally. Until Yin and Jin catch wind of this by listening in to the mortals and being good big brothers to talk, discipline and get to the bottom on why thier sibling is acting this which the brother then find why and that reader doesn't wanna feel overshadowed by them and just want attention good or bad..

Platonic (obviously) a bit of angst and fluff.

Hello! I'm gonna clear up some left over requests in my inbox, hope this didn't take too long! Good ol' gold and silver demons. I love those little dweebs (affectionate).

Rusted Metal | Jin and Yin x platonic!sibling! reader

You loved your brothers.

If anyone were to ask you that you would immediately say 'yes'. Why wouldn't you? They're the most clever trickster demons there are in the city. They're the gold and silver demons, the greatest enemies of the Monkie Kid! Of course you look up to them.

They were the best siblings you could ever ask for. They shine like glimmering statues, standing tall in the massive city that is Megapolis. A bit goofy, yes, but that was part of their charm.

They did everything they could to take care of you when you were little. They declared that they would be the best older brothers to you, and they kept by that promise for years. You would give the world to them for all they’ve done for you.

So yeah. You loved your bros.

But sometimes, being their sibling feels... Underachieving.

They're silver and gold. The two most valuable metals in the world. What does that make you? Compared to your brother's statues that basically shine in the sunlight, you feel like you're merely a tiny speck of dirt behind them, overwhelmed by the shadow the statues cast onto you.

Gold and Silver. Silver and Gold. They're the dynamic duo.

And you're always left out.

Maybe you're not even a metal at all. Maybe you're just rust. That would explain the biting and acidic feeling you get whenever you see your brothers carry out one of their plans while you're left awkwardly standing to the side, forgotten.

It would make sense. Your entire life, you’ve been raised and cared for by Jin and Yin. And what do you do in return? Absolutely nothing. For all you know, you’ll end up corroding them, tarnishing their metal glow and replacing it with a rusted over sheen.

Those intrusive thoughts swirl in your brain, slowly seeping into every part of your body. You hated feeling like this. You hated feeling so useless.

You needed a way to release all these pent up emotions, before it tears you apart from the inside.

And what better way to do that than messing with some mortals?

Don't get this wrong, you would never hurt a mortal. Not physically, anyway.

But it was always fun to psyche them out. The gradual doubt in their faces as you spewed out nothing but lies makes you feel a gram of satisfaction, pointedly ignoring your own feelings about your brothers. A part of you acknowledges that this isn’t the healthiest way to deal with your problems, but you shove that thought aside. 

Heading back to your hideout, you catch whispers of gossip about you from the streets. A wave of pride washes over you before slowly being converted into shame. Why would you ever feel pride about this? 

But that thought was quickly stomped out as you headed back to your family’s hideout, carefully opening the doors and tip-toeing inside. Your brothers never knew about your little excursions in the night to mess with mortal’s heads, and you don’t plan on letting them know anytime soon. 

But it seems like luck wasn’t on your side today, as Jin pops out from another room and says “Oi, there you are Y/n! Where’ve you gone off to? We haven’t seen you all mornin’!”

You stiffen before casually straightening up and rubbing the back of your neck in a sheepish manner.

“Yeah, sorry about that Jin. I was trying to explore the city to get some junk for your schemes, but I guess I lost track of time.” 

Jin looks down at your empty hands and back at you. You feel a brief sense of dread and guilt as Jin gives you a scrutinizing look, before shrugging and calling for his twin.

“Alright! Ey, Yin! Y/n’s back!”

“Really?” Yin peeks his head from out of the room. He strolls out, hands on his hips and scolds you like a mother. “And where’ve you been, ey? Ya gave us a right scare when we saw you were gone!”

You playfully raise your hands in surrender as Jin explains to his twin where you went. Yin only huffs and shakes his head, talking about how you could’ve been kidnapped if you continued on doing this.

Your smile becomes a bit strained as they bicker amongst each other. If only they knew what you were really up to when you go out... They won’t be worried about you getting kidnapped, that’s for sure. But disappointment and disgust was a definite reaction if they were to ever hear about what you do to mortals in your free time.

“Urgh, you’re impossible!” Yin throws his hands in the air dramatically. Jin rolls his eyes, and you chuckle at their animatedness. 

“Anyway!” Jin gives you a big grin. “We’re workin’ on another scheme we’re plannin’ to pull next week! Wanna help us out?” 

Your eyes widen in surprise. “You... want me to help you guys?”

“O’ course!” Yin wraps a shoulder around his brother, copying his smile. “You’re our sibling, your infoot helps improve our little pranks!”

Jin frowns, “Uh... Mate, I think it’s ‘input’.”

“Input? What’s input-”

“No, the word you just said- It’s input, not infoot-”

“Input... Really? I thought-”

They argue once again in whispers. Their antics bring a smile to your face, joy bubbling in your gut when you processed what they asked of you.

“Yeah!” You say, interrupting their banter. “Yeah, I’d love to help you guys!”

They go back to their smiling faces, and gesture you to come inside the room. You jog inside, a big grin on your face, not noticing the twins both giving each other a serious glance behind your back and shutting the door behind them.

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Okay, so this was getting awkward.

The entire time you’ve been ‘planning out a new scheme’, your brothers have been constantly sending you furtive glances when they thought you weren’t looking. It was getting a bit irritating, but you guess that they’re just doing it out of good will. You had no idea why they keep glancing at you, as if desperately wanting to say something but can’t, or are just too afraid to, but you trust them that they’ll tell you sooner or later.

A few minutes go by though... And you’re starting to get worried. The joy that once filled your body was now replaced with annoyance and nervousness that twisted your gut. Every time your brothers glance at you, you feel a pit forming in your stomach, only worsening when they look away and continue talking with clear hesitance. 

They obviously had something to say to you. That was why they brought you here in the first place. 

A part of you feels that burning, acidic feeling again when you realise they didn’t really wanted to let you help them out with a scheme. 

Why would they anyways? It’s not like you’d contribute anything useful.

You clench your fists, tired of thinking and feeling this way. The annoyance that was slowly building up the longer you’ve been in the room has reached its breaking point, its cracks slowly crawling up your body, threatening to snap. 

Another glance makes you slam your fists against the table, making your brothers jolt.

“Alright, what’s going on? You guys got something to say?”

Jin and Yin tense and send each other a worried look. Your eyebrow twitches, and a scowl etches itself onto your lips.

“Well? Spit it out.” 

Despite your angry face, anxiety clenches your gut. From the look of their faces, whatever they gotta say must be serious. That’s not usually a word you’d describe your brothers, but seeing them so stone faced and filled with worry makes your heart beat faster in fear. 

They aren’t gonna talk about... that. Right? They can’t possibly know.

Yin coughs in his fist, making you direct your anger to him

“Well... Ya see, Y/n we-” he rubs his neck. “When you went missin’, we tried lookin for you. Ya know, since we’re your big brothers and all and we gotta take care of ya! And when we went out we... Well, we heard some- some not so nice things about ya from the mortals.”

Your heart jumps in your throat, an icy chill seizing your body. 

Jin continues, “And we know it can’t be true, cuz you’re our siblin’! But... With how weird you’ve been acting lately...” 

Your knuckles turn white from how hard you’re gripping the table. Your nerves are on fire, your breaths shallow.

Your brothers, seeing your reaction, carefully leans over the table takes each of your hands in their own. They both give your hands a loving squeeze, a reassuring look in their eyes. 

“Hey, it’s alright. We ain’t mad.” Jin says.

Yin nods, “Yeah. We’re just worried, is all. We’re your bros, and we wanna know if what the mortals are sayin’ is true. We won’t get mad at ya if it is, okay?” 

Their voices lower down into a comforting tone you vividly remember from your childhood. They used it all the time whenever you were scared, or had nightmares and ended up racing to their bedrooms and hiding in their sheets. It was so much simpler back then, when the only things you had to fear were the darkness and being caught by authorities. 

But now, you had bigger fears. And every single one of them were coming true.

The only difference is, you can’t hide in your brothers room anymore. You can’t count on them for support or comfort.

Because they’re a part of your fears. 

How are you supposed to tell them if they’re the ones you’re scared of?

“I-...” Your throat tightens, and you can barely get the words out.

“Hey hey, it’s okay. We’re here, it’s alright.” 

They get up from their seats and pull you into a hug. They rub circles on your back, whispering words of comfort and promises.

You feel horrible. Your brothers are so good to you and yet... Yet you’re so ungrateful. You just wanted to be seen and known, just like them. But with all the things you’ve done to the mortals, you’re sure that they won’t forgive you.

“I...” Your voice wobbles, and your face twists as you try not to cry. Hopelessness weighs down on you, making your figure tremble in the arms of Jin and Yin.

“It’s alright, sibs.” They whisper. “It’s okay. Let it out, we’re here for ya. Just tell us what happened, we won’t judge ya at all...” 

That makes you break. A choked sob leaves your lips as your bury your face in your hands. Your brothers squeeze you in their embrace as they listen to you blurt out what you’ve been doing and why.

“I’m sorry,” You sniffle, tears rolling down your cheeks. “I just... didn’t wanna feel so useless compared to you guys. You- you took care of me my entire life and- and I do nothing in return. I thought that maybe... If I messed with some mortals, I could’ve gotten some attention that way. That was stupid, I don’t know why I did that. I just-”

You bite your lip, trying desperately not to sob again. Jin wipes away your tears, and Yin hands you some water and tissues that were kept on the table. Their faces transitioned from worry, to shock, to sadness as they listened to your entire confession. Both of them kept silent, letting you spill out your feelings in a fit of sadness, staying by your side the entire time.

When you finished blowing your nose and taking some sips of water, your brothers release you from their hug to give you some space. You brace yourself for the inevitable disappointment, because as much as they said they won’t get mad, what you’ve done was something that was deserving of some sort of punishment.

“Y/n...” Jin starts, and you feel your heart sinking. Jin sees your hunched figure and places a hand on your shoulder. “Hey, it’s alright! Like we said, we ain’t mad.”

“But aren’t you disappointed?” You whisper, loud enough that they could hear you. “I did all that, just because I didn’t have any attention. It’s stupid-”

“Hey, no it ain’t!” Yin cuts in. “Ya felt left out and abandoned, that’s perfectly find an’ valid. We don’t blame ya for trying to cope with how ya feel.” 

“It’s just that, well... it’s not the healthiest coping mechanism, innit?” 

You nod slowly. 

“And! As your bros, it’s our responsibility to take care o’ ya and take note of how ya feel! And, we didn’t-... really did a good job of that, did we?” 

Jin and Yin look at each other with regret in their eyes. Their voices quiet down to a whisper, as if they didn’t want anyone else but you to hear.

“We’re... We’re sorry for not noticing how ya felt. We know it ain’t our fault exactly, but- well... We shoulda seen how you were acting and asked you sooner. We’re your bros, it’s our job.”

Your eyes turn downcast, ashamed and not wanting to meet their eyes. “You don’t have to apologize. It’s my fault for not telling you guys anything and taking it out on the mortals.”

There’s a brief pause, where you all stay silent. Only the trees swaying in the wind and the chirping of birds fill the air, as you stay in place in your brothers arms. 

It was oddly comforting, in a way. It was like you were a child again. You’d give anything to go back to those times.

But... If you think about it, nothing really changed. You’re still young, you’re still scared, and despite your mistakes your brothers still love you wholeheartedly.

You’ve all grown and matured over the years, yes. But at the same time, nothing has changed. They’re still the lovable brothers you always knew, and you’re still their little sibling they love with all their being.

Yin breaks the silence.

“How about we all just say sorry? That’s easier to do, I think.”

Jin nods with a whisper, “Tha’s a good idea.”  

He then looks at you, still caged in their hug. “I’m sorry, Y/n.”

Yin gives you a light squeeze. “I’m sorry too.” 

You open your mouth, but the words stay clogged in your throat. You gulp, hoping to at least say something, before croaking out a soft:

“I’m sorry.” 

Yin gives you a soft smile, “See? Everything’s better now.” 

Jin agrees, before saying something hesitantly. “We promise we won’t make ya feel that way again, Y/n. Kay? And if we ever do, tell us.”

You nod, an immense weight being lifted off your shoulders. “I will.”

A sigh escapes your lips, tiredness replacing your anxiety. You slump and snuggle into their embrace. “You’re the best bros ever.”

You hear them both chuckle, “We know.” 

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Just saying this now, but if Macaque ever met Y/n they would’ve TOTALLY bonded. Mac would’ve taken one look at Y/n’s angsty aura and be like “damn they just like me fr!!” 

Also!! Sorry this took so long to get out!! I had some school things I had to submit last minute + the fact that this isn’t formatted like a brainrot/headcannon like usual! Still hope you like it tho :]] 

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christmas is over but im still keeping the macaque pfp bcs im lazy