#brother fluff

Manic’s empty gaze twitched up to Sonic’s. His dark pink eyes had never looked off to Sonic before but framed with blood they were a bit unsettling. Manic let out a shaking breath and then gave the tiniest, stiffest nod. Sonic gave him a smile for that. “Can I touch?” he asked, telegraphing his movements for Manic. Another tiny nod. “Great, let’s go inside.” Sonic gripped each of his arms carefully, just above the elbow on each side, and pulled him forward, leading him up the steps. Manic went along, pliant but still stutter stepping as he brought each foot up like the boots–the boots that had blood spattered on their white toes– were made of cement. 

Manic suddenly scrubbed at his eyes, leaving blood on his cheeks as he took a gasping, wobbling breath. “Amy,” he managed to choke out, and then the dam broke. He let out a shuddering sob and dropped his head forward into his hands, shaking hard.  Sonic was close before he even realized he’d moved, looping his arm around Manic’s slight shoulders and pulling him close. He expected some sort of resistance but Manic practically melted into his arms, pressing his dirty face against Sonic’s chest and only crying harder. Sonic gave Tails a surprised look and Tails nodded a little helplessly.

He made sure Manic was steady on his feet before having him stand by the sink and letting the water get warm. While it ran, Sonic cupped Manic's jaw in one hand and used another wipe to dab the blood off from under his nose. “Looks like you can take a hit, at least,” Sonic tried to joke. “You’re a tough guy, huh, lil brother?”

Sonic looked down his nose at it and then made himself more comfortable, slotting Manic against his side and giving her a thumbs up. “Yeah, that’s fine,” he said, tucking one arm behind his head. “I’m gonna grab a nap while I’m here. You’re welcome to hang out till he wakes up.”

Doodles from parts of Underground Reunion Tour CH7

The booooyys ;v; and Amy, and Ferrell, and ajhdskfjaksdf

Just some brother fluff :3

Idk why they’re in their tazzy suits, I just felt like drawing them that way lol

Summary:

Sonic goes on a week-long run. Tails hadn't been caring for himself whilst Sonic was gone. Sonic comes back to make sure Tails cares for himself.

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MysticRuins Zone

Tails’ workshop 12:09am

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“Tails! I’m hooome!” Sonic called with glee. He shut the door behind him and hung his coat up on the rack. “Tails?” he called again.

Silence.

Maybe he’s sleeping, he thought as he took off his shoes and plopped them on the floor. He crept over to their bedroom door, peeking inside. But nobody was there. He flicked on the light switch but still didn’t see anyone. “He better not be in his workshop again...”

Sonic headed to the workshop. “Tails…?” he asked, creaking the door open. All he saw was… a brown fox? Were his eyes deceiving him? Tails was usually orange. Maybe he was dirty? But there is no way he could be that dirty, right? He hadn’t been that color since he was a baby. “Tails?” Sonic asked again, hoping for a response.

“Hmm…?”  Tails responded wearily.

“Tails..” Sonic said disappointed. “Have you not been taking care of yourself again?”

Tails didn’t respond.

“Tails-” Sonic sighed, closing his eyes and drifting his hand down his face. He stepped into the workshop. “You can’t be doing this!”

“I know,” Tails whispered back. Sonic sighed, resting his hand on Tails’ shoulder.

“You need sleep!”

“But-”

“No buts!”

Tails' ears bent back against his head.

“C’mon….let’s go.” Sonic motioned Tails to come with him.

“But I need to work on this!”

“It’ll still be there in the morning; it doesn't have legs!” Tails groans. He attempts to get up but he feels too exhausted. “You comin’?” 

“I..can’t get up.” Tails groans.

Sonic sighs. “Alright, c’mon.” 

Sonic picks him up. Tails rested his head  as Sonic walked out of Tails’ workshop. Just as Sonic enters the house, Tails was fast asleep. Sonic rests Tails down on his  bed tucking him in as a smile goes across his face seeing Tails peacefully sleeping.

Bo complaining as he does to Vincent, like teenage Bo, while aggressively trying to learn sign language.

Like he wants to because he loves his brother, and wants to communicate with him through it.

But he’d also be like “use yer damn words ffs! You know how to talk!”

New fic time, baby! An accident with Tails' brand new inventions goes horribly wrong! Now the mixed-up brothers must deal with their predicament, as well as the shenanigans of one Doctor Eggman!