feel free to adjust pronouns/names/items to fit the situation!
❝ Another day, a different dream, perhaps. ❞ ❝ Memory is more often a curse than a blessing. ❞ ❝ A flower’s purpose is simple and immutable. Human purpose is fickle because it is a slave to memory. Memories must be strictly managed, [ Alice ]. Unproductive ones must be eliminated. ❞ ❝ Don’t try to bully me. I’m very much on edge! ❞ ❝ It’s not a dream. It’s a…memory. And it makes me sick! ❞ ❝ Perfect. When you’re not on edge, you’re taking up too much space. ❞ ❝ Threats, promises and good intentions don’t amount to action. ❞ ❝ Make your survival mean something, or we are all doomed! ❞ ❝ The past must be paid for. ❞ ❝ I know I’m guilty of something, but punishment hardly ever suits the victims of a crime. ❞ ❝ My Wonderland is shattered. It’s dead to me. ❞ ❝ Only the insane equate pain with success. ❞ ❝ You’ve used me and abused me, but you will not destroy me! ❞ ❝ There is no method in this madness! ❞ ❝ A reflection sometimes exposes more reality than the object it echoes. ❞ ❝ Authority must be obeyed, or it must be overthrown! ❞ ❝ You shouldn’t ask questions you know the answer to, it’s not polite. ❞ ❝ Only a few find the way, some don’t recognize it when they do - some… don’t ever want to. ❞ ❝ Those who say there’s nothing like a nice cup of tea for calming the nerves never had *real* tea. It’s like a syringe of adrenaline straight to the heart! ❞ ❝ The uninformed must improve their deficit, or die ❞ ❝ I may survive here,but you are all finished! ❞ ❝ The insolence, the arrogance the execrable table manners! ❞ ❝ Forgetting’s just forgetting, except when it’s not. Then they call it something else. I’d like to forget what you did. I’ve tried, but I can’t. ❞ ❝ A good guest does not overstay, a perfect guest stays home! ❞ ❝ Save myself? From death? is that it? Is that why I’ve come here? I’m not afraid to die. Times I’ve welcomed death! ❞ ❝ I am fine. I’m not mad. I am innocent, I mean, not guilty! ❞ ❝ A secret is only a secret when it is unspoken to another. ❞ ❝ Here’s a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I’ll tell you: Whenever you want it to be! ❞ ❝ The law is just. Just a whisper away. Who knows how to measure rules? With a ruler! Cruel rules. ❞ ❝ You don’t know your own mind! ❞ ❝
Is there really so little hope?
❞ ❝ Don’t speak of her! You didn’t know her… ❞ ❝ Haste makes waste, so I rarely hurry. But if a ferret were about to dart up my dress, I’d run. ❞ ❝ I’ll frighten myself when necessary, thanks very much. ❞ ❝ Every picture tells a story. Sometimes we don’t like the ending. Sometimes we don’t understand it. ❞ ❝ Everything’s a nail, is it, Miss Hammerhead? ❞ ❝ Oh, there’s an infinite amount of hope, but not for us! ❞ ❝ I’ve not come back here looking for a fight. ❞ ❝ That’s a pity. [ A FIGHT ] is certainly looking for you. ❞ ❝ I want to forget! Who would choose to be alone, imprisoned by their broken memories? ❞ ❝ Every adventure requires a first step. Trite, but true, even here. ❞ ❝ Different denotes neither bad nor good, but it certainly means not the same. ❞ ❝ I know their pain. I would assist. But is sanity required for the job? ❞
Happy kind of early 700 followers! How?! I only reached 600 last week. You guys spoil me. As thanks, here’s 6.4k of “pure,” unadulterated Goldilocks.
Rated M (language and smut)
Warnings: Masturbation, hand job, just general cringe worthy stuff
Summary: After getting evicted, your two best friends Jimin and Taehyung offer you a place to stay until you get back on your feet. Needless to say, with a part time job and a mountain of student debt, that’s not happening any time soon. Eventually, they DO become really fond of having you around, helping with chores and even splitting rent. So when you come home one day to find someone has been sleeping in your couch-bed, well… it’s something you won’t take lightly.
Out of context Goldilocks quote: “Wait, random arguments about ass? Or just like, getting mad about nothing? Because one of those is definitely better than the other.”
A/N: OH LOOK THE RATING CHANGED. If you’re someone who doesn’t like smut, asterisk* is where it starts, skip until the *asterisk where it ends. You won’t be missing plot stuff. I made sure of that. Special thanks to @echo-writes.
Taehyung’s room, too hot.
Jimin’s room, too cold.
You flop onto the empty sofa. Just right.
While you love Taehyung and his bed, there is a strong possibility that you would give your nonexistent left testicle to kick out Jungkook and sleep here again. Couch is love. Couch is life. You contemplate taking a nap while you have the house to yourself, but then you smell it, something that is awfully, unmistakably him.
You roll sideways, onto the floor, almost hitting the coffee table.
He’s contaminated it.
Jungkook has gone and rubbed his stupid smell all over your precious couch-bed. Not that you… know what he smells like. You cringe. Spending a third night in Taehyung’s bed might not be so bad after all. If you just down another dose of god knows how old NyQuil like the past two days, at least you’ll be spared the horror of another wet dream.
Besides, you’d probably have to fight Jungkook for the couch anyway. Then again, maybe you could shove the golden haired muscle pig into Jimin’s room. That would take care of two problems.
The sound of jingling keys pulls your attention to the entryway. It’s too early for Jimin to be home from work and Jungkook can’t get in without someone unlocking the door for him (maybe there’s still a chance you could “accidentally” leave him outside at some point). So the logical conclusion is, Taehyung is home from school early.
You’re pretty sure he had an exam today, but because your friend is surprisingly one of those people who can get a solid 95% without reading the textbook, studying, or even attending lectures in some cases, he probably finished in less than twenty minutes. Classic Tae. Technically, you’re not supposed to be home either, but your first class was canceled despite having spent all weekend slaving away, shut inside the bathroom on Jimin’s laptop to finish writing your essay.
The bathroom? Yes. Don’t judge yourself. What were you going to do? Continue suffering in Jimin’s room? Move to Taehyung’s and get distracted by the mess that would even put a garbage dump to shame? Or worst of all, confront Jinglekook in the living room or kitchen?
So there you found yourself, in the bathroom hunkered under a layer of blankets in the bathtub and on a throne of pillows, telling all three guys to “fuck off- go piss on a tree” whenever they came knocking. The only time you let them in was the rare occasion you had to leave for important things like food or when you left for a four hour shift at work on Sunday.
You were being difficult, yes.
But if a certain someone hadn’t taken your beloved couch, it wouldn’t have been a problem.
Suddenly, the door swings open, slamming against the wall and bouncing back to hit a very excited looking Taehyung in the shoulder. Leave it to him to make an entrance.
“I’m home early~ before everyone else~” he playfully sings to himself. You contemplate telling him you’re here, but then, “Gonna go watch porn~ with the volume on~”
lick someone’s neck + suck on someone’s fingers for 30 seconds
Trees, roads, buildings, they all turned into blurs when moving at high speed. It was her preference to sit beside the window when travelling, looking out at the landscape made time move faster. A wistful smile lightening her face as precious memories of car journeys with her mother and father surfaced. Now, she sat with a groaning boyfriend slumped into her side on the train.
Beach trips counted among her favourite short vacations, alongside camping trips. Natsu came into his own in nature. She knew when they chose a house together, it would be in the countryside. The pinkette wasn’t a city dweller, his father raising him to live off the land. Not a day went by that he didn’t complain about pollution and noise.
Catching herself thinking about their future, she could feel her cheeks getting hot. They had only known each other three months, and for two of those months were spent as lovers. Already, their relationship was considered fast. Natsu made her feel alive, she found herself falling fast and hard for his voracious smile and quirky personality. Her father made his disapproval known, lecturing her on responsibilities.
Lucy couldn’t care less, as far as she was concerned Natsu was her soul mate. No one else matched up to him, no one made her as happy. Life became nothing but smiles and laughter. Sure, they quarrelled, what couple didn’t when passion ran high. Plus, make-up sex made it worth it.
What could she say? The man knew how to fuck when angry. And there were times for fucking and times for loving. Natsu understood without needing a step-by-step pocket manual, unlike past boyfriends.
“What are you blushing about?” Shivers ran down her spine, his husky voice vividly manifesting her daydreams. Her mind echoing wicked whispers and bodies twisting, writhing under silk bed sheets. Tingles of pleasure shot down her spine, his hot tongue slathering the crook of her neck.
“I know that look,” He whispered, peppering kisses along the crevice. “I know that sigh,” a sharp suck on pulse point, her body humming with arousal. “I know that hitch in your breath.”
Scraping his teeth on her tender flesh, warm breath adding to the sensations making her whimper. Exposing her neck further, she found herself submitting to the onslaught of pleasure.
“What were you thinking about?” He knew. He also knew her weakness, exploiting it without mercy.
“I think I can guess.”
Lucy wiggled her legs together, anticipation building as a hand travelled underneath her shirt. Calloused skin rubbed against supple underbelly, before cupping her breast. Brushing his thumb over a covered nipple, he sucked on her earlobe. Retrieving his hand, chuckling at her disappointed moan, he placed his fingers in her mouth.
“This is where my fingers are going to stay the next time I fuck you.” Natsu shivered as she swirled her tongue, pulling back with a pop.
“What happened to ‘I’m dying Lucy!’?” She asked, scowling at his sudden revival.
“Your ‘fuck me Natsu’ look is a magic cure.”
Bullshit. And he knew it.
It was her luck the travel sickness medication kicked in at the opportune moment (too Natsu’s amusement).
Yay! The next prompt is out (more NaLu goodness), I didn’t think I would make it today. I hope you like it, let me know what you think ;)
I spent hardly any time editing so please forgive me
It just sucks that Robert died. Like we finally have both a good Inquisitor and Consul and not some twisted wicked one. I’m scared to think of who’ll replace Robert, probably one of the Cohort 😤. Its also really sad that Robert died just when his relationship with Alec was healing 💔.
Also, we lost someone who could actually help Julian and Emma. Like we had a solution to their problem for a few pages then boom, back to square one.
So much stuff to resolve in QoAaD. May Raziel guide us all.
I just had a strange idea; what if the third character in sonic forces is a Sonic from the future, however, he's a very bad villain and wants to destroy the world? Can you make a Sonamy Drabble outta this? XD (you've been so hardworking with these prompts and we all really love you and appreciate you <3 just don't forget to take breaks lol)
CAUSE I’M ALL ABOUT THAT CRAP.
Not so much this crap… just because this certain crap is hard to get a good grasp on in writing. He’s not the twisted Sonic I like to write, but that’s just me.
I usually write evil Sonic as taking all of Sonic’s good qualities, twisting and expounding on them with their opposite, and then taking all his weaknesses and flaws and making them ten times more diabolical and wicked; twisting them to almost seem like strengths for a evil sonic.
Either or, how about I combine the two?
Also, to your comment-
Thank you so much! Sometimes, it’s hard to write. Especially with everything I’m going through, but your words and comments mean everything to me!
Wow, so many pictures, alright, moving on!
Eggman laughed, before the footfalls of someone he’d rather not see.
“Oh… it’s you.” He glared, turning around.
“Why, dear doctor, are you laughing?” The silhouette smirked in the corner, his hands on his hips, looking striking in the shadows contrast.
“Hmph. Can’t you see? I’ve finally stumped your little double ganger! He’s history!” Eggman’s glasses shone in the light of his screen, the only light visible where he was in the dark room.
The silhouette flipped out a comb, and brushed his quills back, walking forward.
“That’s just the thing, Doc. You shouldn’t take me so lightly… Have you ever wondered… why there’s a future me that’s so…” he suddenly clicked the item again, and it was a knife. “Dashingly-”
He slammed it into the gears, as sparks flew off with smoke and the robot about to attack a downed Sonic suddenly malfunctioned and collapsed by the teams working together.
“Ah!” Eggman stepped back, falling to his knees. “N-no! You… you said you were from an alternate reality!”
“Fools snooze and loose, Egghead.” He pulled the knife out, tossing it up and down horizontally.
“And I’m afraid our little game comes to an end…” he slowly advanced on Eggman, holding the knife down and motioning his arm to the side of him to slash down before-!
“Sonic! We did it!”
The silhouette looked up, his white around his eyes now shining to reveal the green of Sonic’s own eye color.
He turned around as Eggman scooted backwards, kicking his feet out and racing away, terrified.
Future Sonic dropped his knife, and slowly walked to the screen, looking amazed as he watched this world’s Amy Rose jump into his past selves arms.
He slowly rose a hand to the monitor.
“This time…” he whispered, ever so quietly.
He then gripped his hands into tight fists, and slammed them against the monitor.
After a few battles and revealing himself as the future they were all ‘fighting for’ the teams began to loose hope in Sonic, and he, himself, questioned how he even would turn so dark.
In the mist of this confusion, Sonic tried to fight his future self.
“What happened to you!?”
“One bad day. That’s all it takes!” (direct reference to Scourge, yes. I don’t like that line, but I don’t completely disagree with it either…)
He gritted his teeth before charging up with some dark matter, and black chaos emeralds swarmed him.
“I can’t kill you, dude. But I can open your eyes to the real power your missing!!!”
He suddenly stopped, looking over at Amy who ran into the building they were fighting.
She put a hand over her heart before looking to her Sonic.
“A-Amy…” Sonic slowly got up, onto his knees, before swiping the air. “This is my fight! G-get out of here!”
Future Sonic slowly lowered his arms, looking and watching the two, as if seeing this scene through new eyes.
“I can’t just leave you here like this, Sonic! I’m going to fight too!” She turned to Future Sonic, and summoned her hammer.
He seemed almost at war with himself, as Future Sonic looked with pain at that hammer…
“…You could never understand…” he whispered once more.
“…That this future… would have saved you.”
“W-what was that?” Amy couldn’t really hear him.
He shook his head, smiling to her, and cocking his head slightly.
“You tried to fight me like the rest of’em. I would have thought you were smarter than that. Guess ‘true love’ is only when your heart’s as white as snow, huh? Amy Rose?”
She heard the hiss in his voice and stepped back, seeing him lean forward with rage at the very utterance of her name.
“A-…Amy, get back!” Sonic swiped again, getting up and straining to stay upright.
He went super then, and directly charged Future Sonic, who smirked at his hastiness.
“Sonic! Wait-! It’s a-!”
“Ur-HAA!” Future Sonic, anticipating this, had reared his hands back, and sent a huge blast of negative chaos energy directly at him.
The blast blew him sky-high, right out of the building.
Future Sonic grinned widely, before taking a more… gentle look when it came to Amy.
She stepped back, not sure what to do now.
He approached her, with rapid footfalls, as if eager to continue his plans for why he came back to this time-period.
“Now… to make sure my future is everything it needs to be!” he swung an arm back, and charged through the air, flying directly at her. “You’re mine!”
She fought him for only a few seconds before he got the better of her, and grabbed her from behind, flying out and chuckling a moment before taking her where he had set up base…
Eggman later joined up with Sonic, nursing him back to health and offered a truce. It was hard for Sonic to swallow his pride and do, but for his friends and the world’s sake, he had to team up with his enemy.
Amy was flung down on a desert ruin palace, so it looked like, within a rocky cave.
She stumbled up as Future Sonic hadn’t powered down, but adjusted his gloves.
“What do you want with me!? If you aren’t going to stop your past self, then what are you here for!?”
He slowly stopped, and turned around.
“All my friends are dead.”
He shot his arms down and flexed them out a bit.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t do them the honors.”
She sighed in almost relief at that terrible thought.
“But I’ve come back to get you all. Convert you to negative chaos. And show you that this is the only way…. to victory.” he held up his hands… before clamping them down and having dark chaos energy surround his being.
“Heh, what’s with that fear in your eyes, Amy?” he turned back to her, a wicked, and playful bounce in his voice.
“I thought you might be flattered. Having me bring you here…” he moved around the rocky throne, before playfully leaning out from it and smiling to her. “All alone?” there was something else in his actions too, a darker intent, but she couldn’t quite pick up on it.
He continued to walk around, speaking, as she just remained silent, hoping to learn more…
“If I were to simply take you all back with me though. You may think me insane, deranged, a lunatic and try and reform me… tsk, tsk, tsk.” he gestured with his hands, walking down the steps around her, and then shook his head, holding up a signature, wagging pointer finger.
“But you’re the ones in sore need of reformity.”
“Sonic. I can’t comprehend the pain you must have felt at facing defeat like that.” she was still sitting down, but turned to face him as his expression changed.
He slowly bent his finger down, forming a fist, and his smile shifting to an furious frown that he held together and back.
“But trust me! You can’t destroy to gain! And you can’t steal to love!”
Bending down, he gripped his head, before blasting himself at her, and gripping her neck, breathing hard.
“You’re not going to make this easy, are you?” he tilted his head, smirking a moment before losing it.
“No matter. You also didn’t like my plan before. Why should you suddenly accept it now?” he threw her lightly to the side, as she coughed and turned back to him.
“Enough…” he swiped his hands out, but seemed to be losing some of his anger as he fell to the throne, gripping his head.
“Out of them all.. hearing the truth… I swore you would turn to me…” there was so much pain in his eyes, as if tears weren’t able to fulfill the dark sorrow he felt.
“Not against me!”
He whirled back around, “Well, you can be happy to know I’ve changed my mind about you.” his dark grin sent a shiver down her spine, as she tried to stand up and move away.
He slashed the air and she was thrown back down, landing hard on her back, getting the air knocked out of her a moment, unable to speak as she tried to crawl away.
“Instead of thinking your obsessive tenancies a nuisance and a bore, I’ve actually reconsidered to think it, well.. rather cute.” He stopped a moment in his walk to looked and gesture, before his terrifying smile returned to address her, and then he raced down to slid to stop in front of her, seeing her trying to get away.
His face was directly in front of her, and with a evil longing, he started to turn his head left and right, as if looking for an opening….
“So I’ve decided to reform you first… have you on my side. And with your unique abilities, help me to convince the others of dark chaos’s charms and divinity.”
He crawled forward as she tried to desperately get away, but he overcame her and she fell down, looking up afraid.
He smiled, seeing there was nothing she could do to stop him.
“And now… prepare to enter a world of dark excitement.. Amy… because there’s no going back where I’m taking you.” he shook his head as he pulled hers up, leaning up and on his knees as he pulled her the same.
In shock and terror she did nothing, probably because she couldn’t fathom the thought of her Sonic being so lost in grief and pain that chaos could so easily control him.
“Please…” she begged, feeling great sympathy and love for him. “Don’t do this.” her quiet plea almost made him stop, look away a moment in thought, as if considering what he was doing.
He then looked down, closing his eyes and smiling as more chaos power soared through him.
“It’s too late for that, Rosy.” he spooked her by using her old nickname, throwing her off guard.
His eyes shot open, revealing the glowing white and no eyes anymore, as he narrowed them down. “Maybe you could have helped me… if you were still alive!!!”
He forced himself on her, and as the painful kiss began he pushed his negative chaos into her, and pulled away as she flailed and struggled against the power, feeling it control and even take over her mind.
He slowly got up, a wicked excitement as he watched her cry out and her fur flicker from pink to a dark aura of magenta.
“…All hail the queen…” he grinned, seeing her at last get knocked out from the power that she fought so hard against.
Her eyes opened as she looked over herself, and he slowly bent down to help her up.
“… How do you feel?”
She leaned into him, unable to fully stand at first, as he carefully, lovingly, held her in his arms.
“…I…” she leaned back. “Never knew good being evil felt.”
“Welcome to the dark side, Amy.”
They kissed passionately.
(Geez. I don’t know how to stop myself >x<)
Sonic rushed in with his friends and teams of forces to recuse Amy and put an end to Dark Sonic.
“Ah! The cavalries arrived!”
Future Sonic rested upon his throne, looking giddy as Amy sat on his lap to the side, laughing with him as he held up his hand to greet the party.
“So good of you to offer yourselves up to dark chaos. Well advised. Good decision.” he then leaned over and rubbed his muzzle with his nose lightly against Amy’s cheek, as she giggled before glaring down at the others. “You’re just in time.”
“Amy…?” Present Sonic stepped forward, his eyes filled with confusion and betrayal.
Future Sonic smeared a wicked look of pleasure at seeing that expression, knowing full well what he must be feeling and thinking, before moving his head back around Amy and pulling her closer, continuing to be intimate in front of him as Amy’s cries of laughter sent his once hurt expression to a painful rage.
“What’s wrong, hero? Realizing it only takes one of us to satisfy her?”
“What… what have you done to her?” Sonic knew it couldn’t be his Amy, it couldn’t be!
She looked away, “Oh?” she placed a finger at her mouth, as if truly pushing the knife deeper from his back into his heart.
“She’s not the Amy you once knew anymore, dude.” Future Sonic leaned up, moving her off of him to stand. “And soon, none of your friends will be what you once knew! Haha! Amy!” he turned back, offering her his hand as she took it and he helped her down the throne. “Let’s save all our friends, shall we?”
He rubbed once more his muzzle to her cheek, before grinning as dark chaos spiked both him and her.
“Sonic!” Tails shouted out, as Sonic turned to look at him.
“It’s him! He’s sending negative chaos energy into Amy! He’s controlling her!”
“She willingly yield!” Future Sonic pushed Amy up next to him, “I won’t let you twist my perfect world. You- Or any one of you!!!”
“He’s delusional. And he’s fooling himself in what he’s doing to Amy! We have to break her free of it!” Tails leaned down from his X-Tornado to look to Sonic, who nodded, glad it wasn’t what it looked liked.
“Grrr.. You’ll all thank me when dark chaos saves your lives!!!” Future Sonic slashed his hand out, causing the cave to tunnel in.
After a large battle, Future Sonic found himself loosing, and turned to Dark Amy, as she coughed under a rock.
“I won’t let even one speck of my future pass from me!” he glared down and threw the rock off of her, getting her up.
He gasped in fright as he noticed the negative chaos that he put into her fading, and her own mind being unclouded and growing clearer.
Her fur flickered from magenta to pink again, as she tried to flutter her eyes open, but was too weary to succeed.
“Don’t worry, Amy. I wont’ let them take you from me, too!” he held her head up from her cheek, and kissed more dark energy wtihin her, even making his own fur flicker to his normal blue.
He was risking losing too much power, but refused to give her up.
When the power took over her again, he felt her being as tangible and controlled her again, making her say and do what he wanted.
“You alright?” he almost seemed to say that as if he was normal Sonic again, holding her up.
“Always, with you.” she smiled but collapsed.
“No! Stay with me! Smile! Smile like you used too!!!” he shook her, before he heard voices of his former friends and let out an irritated, raspy, almost growl like sound escape him, biting at the air.
He flung Amy over his shoulder and started racing through the debris of the ruins.
Eggman shot out a finishing blow, and suddenly he was blasted from where he was going, and Amy tumbled from his grasps.
“NOO!!” his eyes widened, holding out a hand to her.
His eyes softened as they formed back into eyes, and memory flashed over his being.
His Amy… holding out her hand back to him, as she slipped off the falling building and rolled into the fires.
“Not again..” Dark chaos energy swarmed his being again, “NOT AGGGAAAINNN!!!” he burst up from the ruins and started destroying everything in sight.
“I WON’T LOSE MY FRIENDS AGAIN!”
While he was distracted, Knuckles and Shadow raced to Amy, dragging her away from being directly beneath his frenzy, before he looked down to see them pulling her away.
“No… If I can’t have at least one… that’s it.” his eyes widened again. “I can just leap through time again! With Negative Chaos! I can exceed the barrier of time and space itself! My speed is flawless. Unparalleled. I’ll snatch them one by one… starting with her!!!” He charged down, firing blasts of Dark Chaos beams before Super Sonic slammed into him.
“You’re not going anywhere near her!”
Amy’s dark energy was being recalled, but he noticed this out of the corner of his eye.
And as Present Sonic pushed him away with the cometing tackle moments before, he out stretched his arm.
“HELP MEE!!” he cried out, not wanting to lose her.
Amy’s eyes flickered open as dark chaos channeled back into her, forcing her up and shooting into the sky.
“Shoot!” Knuckles couldn’t hold her down in time, as he stepped forward, watching her black aura blast her through the air and up to the two Sonics.
“What?” Super Sonic was slammed into by a mind-controlled Amy, as she used all the same powers Future Sonic had used.
He laughed, “Yes… Yes, she’s mine!”
“She didn’t choose you! Quit bluffing on yourself!” Sonic used his hands to dodge her hits, before grabbing her wrists and pulling them away from him as she struggled, growling and unable to form words from Dark Sonic being too heavily controlling her every move.
“Watch, I bet if I gave her back her freedom, she’d choose the light!”
“Noo…NOOO!!!” Before Future Sonic could do anything, a bright light shone around Sonic, and he gently kissed the flowing chaos energy into Amy, canceling out the dark and giving Amy her soul back.
She flickered her eyes open, before her fur changed back to pink, and then to yellow, as she gripped Sonic and looked down, terrified she was in the air.
“I.. I can’t feel her…” Future Sonic twitched his fingers, looking up at the two. “Why… you were mine… you understood me..” he suddenly leaned his head down as more dark energy formed into his being.
“Why am I flying!?” Amy kicked her legs out, still not fully having her memory back yet.
The whole of the forces saw Future Sonic let out a cry as his entire being shot with dark chaos.
“Stop it! Let it go!” Amy shot down towards him.
“Amy!” Present Sonic watched as she flew down and kissed back all the super chaos energy she had and force it through to cancel out so much of his dark energy.
Future Sonic and her slowly floated to the ground, where he looked knocked out, his fur turning to normal, as Present Sonic also bent down by his side.
As he opened his eyes, he cried softly. “I let darkness… emm.. take over myself. I thought… it was the only way. Pain.. sorrow… pity… rage… it all made me that monster.”
The gang formed around him, as he looked up to Sonic.
“Don’t, not even for an instant, allow your anger to fuel you. In anything you do.”
Present Sonic nodded, looking very serious on that statement.
Future Sonic started to fade, looking at his hands as he noticed his timeline was being erased.
He looked up to Amy, a painful smile on his face before dropping to a frown of regret, holding a fading hand up to her.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
She bent down to cry on his chest.
He disappeared and that was the end of that dark future.
-to cry endless and in great pain and torture because of angsty feels.
Are we sure Clifford Blossom killed himself? Because it seemed like a very staged hanging to me. Like why would someone open a barrel of drugs and scatter it on the floor before hanging themselves? Or did it fall and spill open when he jumped from it?
Does anyone else think Hermione and Hiram still had something to do with it? Because I kinda do. That hug with V at the end seemed weird. Also, Hiram and Hermione’s names both start with Hs so why wasn’t Veronica given an H name?
Is Jason even Clifford’s son? How does one murder their child in cold blood? That would be a wicked twist if he wasn’t. I’d like to know how they pulled that off.
ARE Polly’s babies gonna be healthy? Loads of issues can happen when it comes to babies born of incest.