Prime Prompt: I Could Imagine This Scenario After They Capture Tails.

Prime prompt: I could imagine this scenario after they capture Tails.

Eggman: "Take him to the pen!"

A minute later.

Eggman: "Huh, that was surprisingly effective."

Tails Nine: Stuck in a playpen with forcefields surrounding it while stripped of his mechanical tails

Eggman: "And Babbles gets a playmate!"

Nine: Indignant pout

Babbles: Shoves a pacifier in Tails Nine's mouth

Eggman: "Shut it! Naptime is in an hour, if you can even make it that long, you cranky brat!"

No.

Don't ask this again please.

Some Nine sketches :D

Hi :)

So how do you like the thought of Nine becoming a villain ?

Not in a " wanting to take over the World way " but in a " I want Sonic to stay with me and and do everything to keep his friends away from him " way ?

I find it very interesting.

After all, there has NEVER been an instance where Sonic and Tails truly fought or became enemies for a LEGITIMATE reason (never saw why archie!sonic decided to cuck his brother, even if it WAS to protect Tails, not to mention Tails was probably EIGHT so he couldn't get with Fiona anyway; but I found it hilarious instead of serious).

I'm curious on how they develop it. From what I've seen so far it isn't going to be the generic "Sonic abandoned me so I want him dead", looks like Nine WANTED to be captured anyway, and besides Nine IS a logical person so he probably would've figured out that Sonic was pulled out of New Yolk against his will again.

It's also probably not going to be Nine keeping Sonic against his will, he let Sonic go when the hedgehog first refused, not to mention it being WAY out of Nine's character to do so and the yandere vibes.

I'm REALLY curious on how it would go. Regardless on how it goes, three things are going to happen.

Nine is going to betray Sonic in some way.

Nine will be against Sonic if it DOES happen.

It will HURT.

How do you think Nine will react if he was somehow able to co-exist with Tails? Would Tails think its like having a Twin? I think Sonic would in a way try to push then to be like siblings because he can’t really give up

I think Nine would have mixed feelings. He'd be ecstatic to stay with Sonic in a world the hedgehog told him about. Beaches and palm trees, chili dogs and adventures. It's all so wonderful! And he can enjoy it with Sonic too, now they're together! The only problem would be the whole Tails part.

It would probably sting (and I mean sting as in rubbing salt on a stab wound) knowing you're just and alternate version of someone who had a life you longed for. He'd be aloof and pretty cold to Tails more than anyone else, but he'd tolerate Tails because he makes Sonic happy.

Tails on the other hand would be absolutely ecstatic when he see's Nine. Another him wasn't something he hasn't seen before, but this one was so cool! He had metal tails and he looked so serious and formidable! Tails hoped he could grow to be as independent and fierce as Nine was. Although he would notice that Nine didn't seem to want to talk to him, giving short and simple answers or making up an event he had to do just to avoid Tails. He wouldn't understand why, but he wouldn't force Nine to be around him.

Tails lets Nine hang out with Sonic, because he know Nine never got the moments he had with the hedgehog. He wants Nine to be happy too.

Sonic is happy that the two seem to be getting along, although Tails seems to be more excited than Nine. But nonetheless, they seem to tolerate each other. Nine looks to be slowly healing from his psychological scars, and Sonic couldn't be happier at this fact.

THIS IS SO OUT OF TOPIC BUT EVERY TIME I SEE UR PFP I ALWAYS CONFUSE IT WITH THIS

It's so dumb cuz the colors don't even match or basically nothing matches??, but it happens EVERY TIME i see your account it's driving me insane

I don't know if it's because the game where this art comes from is controlling my life or it's because im always sleepy when i open tumblr but pls help

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Yeah, but I can see why you get them mixed up! These aren't going to be my permanent profile pics though, just placeholder until I draw some myself ^v^

"There is no light without shadow, and there is no happiness without pain" (Final)

This is the final draft of a story I recently did. Found it was a little underdone, and decided to spice it up a bit.

THIS is how I think Nine being in Sonic's universe would REALLY go.

TW: Nine Pain, emotional agony, and implied thoughts of suicide

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This is the fox Sonic knew, a person so happy and cheerful it blinded him of cruel nostalgia, almost mocking him of something he used to have. Something precious, something you can only have once. And Nine never got to savor it, as it was taken by the cruel fists and harsh oppression of life. He turned jaded, covering the last purity he had under a shield of snark and hatred for the world he was forced to grow in.

This fox, who wore his tails proudly, letting them grow, never hiding them in a sleek metal cocoon, smiled a smile Nine longed to have again, their blue eyes shimmering with wonder as they gazed upon him, as if he was worth their curiosity, of such innocent curiosity.

Nine swallowed an odd lump in their throat, feeling that pain in his chest. And he hated it. All of that cheerfulness, that sweetness, that gentle, naive soul the fluffy fox gave the world when Nine never had a chance; he loathed all of it.

But this was the only way to even be in the same world as Sonic, this is the only way he can be with Sonic, the only way he can be alive. So he tolerated the fox. He wasn't buddy-buddy with him, but he tried not to be hostile or rude. Everybody assumed he was just being grumpy old him, so they didn't look too much into it, not even Sonic. Nine soon found that, even when surrounded by the friends Sonic spoke about, even when conversing and going on adventures with them; he was still alone.

It was then, watching the hedgehog's and fox's brotherly bond, watching them happily engage in each other's company, watching them give each other support, playing, adventuring, eating chili dogs, battling with Eggman that he realized, Sonic didn't feel bad for HIM, never saw HIM, gave compliments and affections not to HIM; it...was all for...

all...because he was...

He felt a strong and dreadful feeling. It was a feeling he never truly felt before, one of pain, of grief, of the tiresome torment of depression:

Despair.

Bitter, unmerciful despair. It swallowed him whole, sinking him deeper into its tired, hopeless depths. It mocked him of how hopeful and foolish he was, thinking HE could possibly be happy and loved, thinking HE could be in such a beautiful world, thinking HE would never be alone again.

Nine didn't try to struggle, didn't try to escape it. Not because it was too late, there aren't any other better outcomes for him than this, but because it just wasn't possible for ANY of those to come true.

What was the point of fighting against something that was true, of something that was clear right in front of you?

But...Sonic would worry. He'd ask him what was wrong, would be deeply troubled, would be hurt or sad if Nine ever told him. He would try to cheer Nine up, would be by Nine's side, when just being in this happy world made Nine ironically more miserable than he'd ever been, when all Nine wanted was to be alone.

So, he stayed aloof, despite wanting company so bad, he stayed snarky, no matter how much it made him want to kick himself, he stayed strong and fierce, because he didn't deserve comfort that was meant for someone else.

He stayed broken and in secret sorrow, because it's the only way to feel that he's his own person; because he's just the broken, suffering shadow of someone who's fixed and happy.

Nine found he hated this world. Hated the cheerful chirping of flickies, hated the spicy chili hitting his tongue, hated the idle and natural chatter around him, hated the doctors worthless cries of disbelief when they would take apart his pathetic excuse for robots (just shut up), hated the company of those who saw him as another Tails (justleavemealone), hated looking at the fox he was once a part of, hated walking on the ground, hated breathing the clean air (i don't want to breath now), hated being in this hell place, hated...

...he hated being around Sonic now too...that was the only reason he...wanted all of this...the only reason he was still alive...the only reason he fought with blood and sweat...

and now...

...

(i don't want to wake up anymore)

He never voiced these of course. They might be confused, or angered, and he didn't want to see the stupid pity in their gaze, or they might work on reverting him back since he was so unhappy.

Even if they felt sympathy for him, they wouldn't be able to truly understand this awful feeling, they would think he was worrying over nothing, and more importantly:

They wouldn't be able to help him.

So he swallowed down that feeling, ignored the frequent headaches, ignored the stinging in his eyes as he watched them bond with love, love that was never meant for HIM. (who could love a freak like me)

He walked on the colorful, welcoming knives with a perfect smile of false joy, ignoring the pain.

This was paradise after all...

And he was so happy...

so

so

happy

happy

happy

happy

happy

he

couldn't

ask

for

anything

else