Fly the Friendly Skies

Slightly AU blog for SEGA's Miles 'Tails' Prower. Any art posted on this blog does not belong to me unless stated otherwise.

[comeflywiithme]

      // nothing too fancy here, just because I kinda need to give this blog life once more, but would you care to like and/or reblog this if you are willing to interact with an AU Miles “Tails” Prower, following game canon and with too little time in his hands to do anything other than to work? mun is super friendly and has 6+ years of roleplaying experience!

      // please make sure to read the rules prior to interacting, thank you!

[comeflywiithme]

      “It sure is quiet around here...

      ...awfully quiet.”

[all-things-rp-moved]

Send me ㊁ and a URL, and my muse will truthfully reveal how they feel about your muse:

Who are you again? ║ I feel awkward around you ║ I want to be your friend so bad but I don’t know what to say ║ I wish you would just go away ║ I think you’re pretty cool ║ I don’t know you personally but I see you on the dashboard a lot ║ I only know your name and nothing else about you║ We hooked up once or twice ║ I never want to speak to you again ║ I wish you’d leave me alone ║ I want to go on a date with you ║ I like you  ║ I love you ║ I loathe you ║ Ugh you again ║ I’m indifferent to you ║ You’re very hot  ║ I want to marry you ║ You’re cute ║ You are my baby ║ I want your baby ║ You are my bae ║ You’re my favorite ║ I’m in love with you ║ I’m in like with you ║ I want your baby ║ I wish we could spend more time together ║ I want to hang out with you more ║ I admire you ║ Maybe we could hang out sometime? ║ I’d like to get to know you better ║ I’m secretly in love with you ║ I want to give things another try with us ║ You’re someone I look up to ║ I want to give us a try ║ You seem very nice ║ You’re pretty popular ║ I’m envious of you ║ I’m worried about you ║ You piss me off ║ I consider us friends ║ I consider us buddies ║ I consider us acquaintances ║ I consider us family ║ I’d fuck you ║ I want that ass ║ I want to raise up a pet together ║ I want to have your kids ║ I want to be your fuck buddy ║ I want to kill you ║ You get on my nerves ║ I want you to stop talking to me ║ I hope we can be friends for a long time ║ I hope we can be together forever

[comeflywiithme]

aquietadventure:

     "Th-there’s more?“ Photon breathed out softly, quickly pulling away from Tails and grabbing the box, turning it over and and shaking it. The other glove had fallen out, as was expected, but so was many, many goodies as treats.

     "Th.. T-Tails you didn’t need to do this..” Photon stared at the objects, starting to tremble from the amount of emotions they  were feeling. There was so much, they weren’t used to feeling this amount of things. It felt heavy and piled on them, and they shook for a moment. “I don’t understand! Why?” The blue hedgehog shivered as they reached for the other glove, putting it on their other hand and hugging themselves, staring at the pile that was made on their bed. “I don’t deserve it.. I don’t deserve it, you coulda given it to Knuckles, why me?”

     While they loved the gift that they were given, they just couldn’t understand.. the downfall of Specter was all their fault, and they had failed to protect Tails from G.U.N. Why was he being so nice to them? Everything was their fault, how could the fox still love and trust them? They couldn’t understand their brother.. but felt safe with him.. how he acted to them made them feel a little bit better.      “I did so many things that w-wronged you, why are you being nice to me.. I don’t..” They reached up and wiped their eyes, sniffling and breathing quickly. Why? They loved the thought that he wanted to give them the gifts, but they didn’t understand.. they just wanted to understand, was it just because Tails wanted an act of kindness? Something about New Years.. but their head was too cloudy to make sense of it now. Photon looked up and they eyed the candy bar, they were reluctant, but they reached out for it.

    This is something that made every single emotion clash in his very being, a nuclear explosion of sentiment and what could only be described as... something coming close to feeling sympathy, multiplied by a thousand. He just couldn’t believe how much Photon had changed in such a short span of time. No longer did they take something as normal as offering candy, or even a present in general, as a good action towards someone. One that goes beyond the meaning of deeds in the past.

    While Photon decided to hug themselves... Tails was also quick to join in, enveloping his arms around the hedgehog tightly and nuzzling into their shoulder lovingly. If only he could do more than to offer comfort; he wants to help Photon, but, right now, the best that can be done is just this.

    “...listen, Photon. I’m not going to stop liking you simply because you did not live up to your own expectations. I know that you tried. I definitely know that, deep inside, you still care about me. Lots. That’s everything that I could possibly want from you.” 

    He actually had to stop for a brief moment just to regain his composure. “This is something that you definitely d-deserve, because I really appreciate your company. I appreciate everything that you have done to help me, be it yesterday, today or tomorrow. I care about you a lot, just as much as you did with me. We’re like brothers, and my opinion about you is never going to change, no matter how many times you don’t succeed.”

     His grip on the hedgehog tightens a bit more for a moment or two, before he finally lets go, clearly being understanding of the other’s own personal space and boundaries. “I understand if you want to be left alone; I’m not going to pry on your patience even further. All I want is for you to acknowledge that I will always be by your side, ready to support you through these hard times, yes? Yes?”

[comeflywiithme]

"Tails Tails! I made ya somethin!" Harmony ran over to the kit with a large piece of construction paper, one that had a very crudely drawn stick figures and shapes of the fox with his biplane. "Daddy showed me what it look like. I hope ya like it!"

    The calls for his name did not go unnoticed, with his ears clearly flicking at the sound of one certain toddler’s voice. This prompted him to turn around, and what he saw almost instantly brightened is face. Why, it’s Harmony, and with a present for him!

    “You drew this yourself, Harmony? It looks very nice. Thank you! I’ll pin it to my bulletin board the second I get back home.” Yes, this is a work of art that deserves a very special place amongst his less important blueprints and appointed chores. An ever-so-cheerful fox sounds an amused chuckle, holding the drawing in one hand and petting the even younger one’s fur with its free twin.

[comeflywiithme]

Why is he crying???

    “Er. I understand that crying is often seen as a negative reaction towards many problems, but, sometimes, our body forces us to cry when we are extremely happy. Unfortunately, I’m no psychologist, so I can’t fill you in with a proper explanation as to why exactly this happens.”

[comeflywiithme]

aquietadventure:

     The blue hedgehog’s ears perked up, the tips of their ears nearly touching each other. Photon carefully took the box, but was reluctant on opening it. It was so.. thoughtful.. They were scared of opening it, the box looked so nice and just generally well.. They admired it for a few moments, before pulling on one of the strings of the bow, undoing the box. The lid was removed and the hedgehog took a look in.      New gloves…  They had been needing to get new gloves for a while.. They took the gloves out and tried them on, finding that they had fit perfectly. The hedgehog stared at his brother in silence, before lowering their ears.

     "T-Tails..“ They started, their eyes beginning to water. Oh god, what’s happening? Photon’s mindset went into panic as they couldn’t understand how they felt. They were so happy and just..  surprised to get something like this from Tails! But why were they crying? They weren’t upset.. They felt happy, why were they crying?!      Photon put the box down and climbed to the side of the bed, hugging the fox tightly and burying their muzzle in his fur. Photon breathed shakily as they sobbed, but they held him tightly. "Thank you Tails.. Th-thank you.” Photon mumbled, closing their eyes and leaning against Tails. They really loved the gift.. they didn’t understand why they couldn’t stop crying. Why? This didn’t hurt them, this wasn’t upsetting. Why were they crying? “I.. I like the gift." 

     That reaction made him feel something inside. Something partially indescribable, something... nice. That feeling of pulling off an extremely good deed, and that feeling became accentuated when he felt Photon reaching for him, even hugging him and... crying. Crying.

      He remembered how they were unwilling to move a single muscle, thanks to their crippling deppression, and how terrible it felt to just.. watch them degrade in a social and mental aspect. All tuckered in a secluded bed, locked up in a secluded bedroom... isolated, in a secluded island. All of that came along and hit him in the face harder than one of Eggman’s robots ever could.

     The kit’s words got stuck in his throat. Today, a lot of progress was made, and with a single, poor little present of nothing but a pair of expensive silk gloves and some candy. 

     All he did from that point on was wrap his own arms around Photon in a hug, and just.. stand there, his namesake calmly wagging from side to side. He felt it hard to swallow and the corners of his lips almost reflexively bent downwards, with him nearly shedding a single tear in response to the achieved emotions.

     “I-I’m glad... but, that’s not the only present. There are some more things in the box, and...” He was trying his best to remain as supportive as it is Mobianely allowed. “Do you want to come with me, into the kitchen? There’s something that I must show you.”

[comeflywiithme]

aquietadventure:

     Photon grumbled under their breath quietly, taking their blankets and just wrapping it around them tighter. As much as they didn’t want his company, that would have been rude. So the blue hedgehog took a look at Tails’ perking an ear with slight interest.

     “..Me..?” Photon said, mulling over the words Tails said to them and starting to have some interest. Something for them..? But they were never supposed to have something go well in the end. Anything that was good at first always had a spoiled ending, just like meeting Specter. But.. it was for Tails. They looked up at him with some more interest, leaning to the side to see what was behind the fox.

     "What.. what is it, Tails?“

    “Yes, you.” The kit felt like snickering at that question, until he gave it some thought. It really was a long time since Photon was given a gift of their very own... and, he was a couple of days late for Christmas, too. But, hey. Better late than never, right?

    ...right?

    No matter. Playfully, he moves the item behind his back to the opposing side of the hedgehog’s field of vision, naturally obstructing it with his own body. “Ah-ah. It’s a surprise. And, well...” A surprise that is shown but a couple of seconds after.

    “Why don’t you find out yourself?” What he holds out is a box wrapped tightly with a pretty bow on top. Why, it’s a present! It’s not very large, but it is also not very small. Quite considerate of him, considering their less-than-plentiful available resources. Inside rests a pair of brand new silk gloves made with comfort in mind and some assorted delicious candy bars and other treats. Photon had quite the sweet tooth, right?

    “And, I also have a second surprise ready for you! If you’re willing to get out of bed for a couple of minutes, that is.” Another warm smile is offered. “This is all mostly for Christmas and New Year’s, since you weren’t willing to leave your bedroom.”

[comeflywiithme]

@aquietadventure (continued from [x])

    He did only remain silent for a minute or two, until Photon finally spoke up from his room. Dissocializing as usual, it seems. The kit’s concern only grows bigger and bigger ever since his friend became... well, this. Without the slightest of protests, however, Tails is more than willing to work in order to sustain him.

    What was once the hedgehog’s responsibility is now his.

    “I’m coming in.” he called out once more, grasping the rusted knob and twisting it open. No matter how dampened the mood feels in the room, his shining smile is still as undeterred as ever.

    “How are you feeling, Photon?” He took none longer than a second to come up to the side of the bed, his hands still locked behind his back, again, as if hiding something. A surprise of the sort? “Doing any better? I went out to get some things to eat tonight. Oh, and I also found something that you might enjoy.”

[comeflywiithme]

tornado1pilot:

This was a predicament that Tails was completely unfamiliar with, shown by the fact that his namesake was currently puffed up and twitching softly against the ground. The books were held tightly in his hands as he stared at the alternate in almost an awkward silence. That is until his alternate reached down to hand him the paper before it got away. He gave his head a shake to clear the astonishment of their meeting. “Th.. Thank you.” His gloved hand took the paper and stuffed if quickly between the books so that there wouldn’t be a risk of having them fly all over if another breeze was to come by, but he still gripped everything tightly to his chest before he opened his mouth once again. “So… um.. I’ve never really met another me before that wasn’t a robot. Unless you are a robot, then that would be super cool, but I don’t think you are.” Leave it to Tails to get flustered trying to figure out the logic on how he had managed to run into another him out of all the scenarios that could have happened. The kit offered a smile as best as he could.

    He forcefully cleared his throat. Right. Where are his manners? “You’re welcome.” Okay. This is going well, right?. And, this clone hasn’t tried to attack him so far, which means that this isn’t another of Eggman’s disparaging schemes to bring he and Sonic down.

    Then, the unwanted happened... that shoe-in-the-mouth awkward silence ensued. Tails’ own words were failing him greatly at the most inconvenient of moments. This is him, how does he not know what to tell to himself? Though, his ears did perk when the other spoke up, as if instantly paying attention for anything important...

    ...yeah. As if.

    “As a matter of fact, no, I’m not a robot. I’m not sure if you’re a robot, though. Wait... that’s a bit of a stupid question, isn’t it?”

    This is not going very well. Not as planned, at least... but, hey. His other self is carrying books and documents. Perhaps... he could ask for directions to the library? Some smalltalk wouldn’t hurt, either. It would be awesome to know this other Tails more.

    “Well, uh... s-sorry if I made this all feel awkward. I don’t talk to that many people...” Silence. “...um. If you don’t mind the question, Me, do you know where I can find the local university? I heard that there’s a really big library in there.”

[comeflywiithme]

"★"

// One of Tails’ guilty pleasures is listening to dubstep on the radio as he works in the hangar. It includes a USB slot for flash drives and MP3 players, through which he plays some of his favourite songs. There’s something about certain bass drops that help him remain concentrated and generally entertained.

[rpmernes-blog]

bad idea starters.

[aerialmechanic-archive-deactiva]

rpmernes:

❛on a scale of one to ten… how illegal do you think doing this is?❜

❛okay, but, consider this: i don’t care. i’m gonna do it.❜

❛there are certain moments where i consider you someone with brilliant ideas and a good future. this is not one of those moments.❜

❛how hard is it to do a wheelie on a motorcycle? how many feet can you go, doing a wheelie, without crashing?❜

❛it’s three in the morning and i’m bored and you’re the only one awake. let’s break into a gas station store.❜

❛WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT FILL UP A “SUPER BIG GULP” CUP WITH 5 HOUR ENERGY AND CHUG THE WHOLE THING. MY HEART HAS EITHER STOPPED COMPLETELY OR IS BEATING SO FAST THAT I CAN’T FEEL MY OWN PULSE.❜

❛is it a bad idea to use mountain dew instead of milk in your cereal?❜

❛i heard if you suck up enough helium, your voice starts to sound really squeaky… wanna go buy some balloons?❜

❛can you cook bacon with a hair straightener? asking for a friend.❜

❛yes, i did beat him up and i will not apologize.❜

❛complaining helps the situation, like, not at all.❜

❛sooooo, i kind of adopted a puppy.❜

[danverszorel]

For every "★" I get, I will post a fact about my characters.

[comeflywiithme]

tornado1pilot:

[ @comeflywiithme liked for a Starter!] There were so many papers and books in the kit’s arms as he flew over the crowded streets of Spagonia, having just left the library after forgetting to bring a satchel to be able to carry everything. Trying to keep the weight balanced was one thing Tails was having difficulty doing as a swift breeze managed to catch some of the loose papers and send them scattering down the street to be stepped on by the people walking. He slowly stopped his tails from spinning so he could land safely on the ground and began to pick up his papers, having to apologize multiple times as he would bump into people. It took him a few minutes, but he managed to gather all but one paper, the last piece of his notes that was currently under a familiar sneaker. Tails blinked quizzingly at the foot as he reached down to pick up the paper, letting his blue eyes drift up to the face of a look alike. “Well this is an interesting development.. I didn’t think I had a twin.”

    Spagonia remains a cultural hotspot for many enthusiasts and tourists alike. It’s no doubt that there is a reason behind it; that village holds one of, if not the, most important university complex across the surface of Mobius, housing and offering tons of knowledge through its humongous, renowned library. 

    Curious as he is after having heard about this, Tails attempted to venture into the heart of the city, only to find himself utterly lost.

    Great. He forgot to bring a map with him. Any attempts to ask passerbys for directions did not seem to do him any favours... it’s definitely that time of the day where most people are extremely busy, crowding up in key areas and rushing down the streets in a hurry. Then he heard the noise of paper being stepped on. 

    Normally, he would have ignored it, seeing as how there’s usually a lot of wrappers lying around... yet, something told him to just glance down and see what lied beneath his sole. The sight surprised him. An important paper of the sort- oh, right! Must cease stepping on it. He lifts his foot, freeing the document, and then looks back up, only to catch another startling glimpse. A... clone?

    “...oh.” The kit is at a loss for words. Never before has he encountered himself in such a literal way. “I have to adhere. This is new. A-Also, is this yours?”

    It’s a good idea to be nice. He bends over and snatches the paper a milisecond before it escapes with a second gust of wind, promptly offering it to his alternate. “Here.”

[comeflywiithme]

@hardheadedguardian followed the trail!

    He was used to doing elaborate jobs away from home like these. The fox enjoyed them, and they provided with a surprisingly steady source of income, considering how difficult it could be to come across a mechanic (and a good one at that) in some parts of Mobius.

    If only Tails hadn’t been told of the problem so early...

    The transceiver previously beeped seven times across the night with the same message, telling him to get to... Angel Island, as soon as possible. The fox did not get much rest from it, and now, at the earliest hour of the morning, sees himself forced to hurry up and get to that job at once.

    Frantically, he scrounges around for his tools, putting each and every single one in his favourite toolbox. Good thing that they didn’t leave the hangar this time around. Deciding to be economic with his time, the piece of toast he had set up for himself as breakfast is now held in his mouth without being eaten. Must not forget to leave the ‘Off to Work’ note on the table.

    They say that it’s dangerous to be the pilot of an aircraft when you’re tired, especially if the it lacks an auto-pilot function. To him, it doesn’t matter much. The young one has done so plenty of times and never has he crashed in the process. What sign of destiny tells him that it will be different this time around?

[comeflywiithme]

     “Hm. It has been a while since something interesting happened. I wonder...”

[comeflywiithme]

Closed w/ aquietadventure

[aquietadventure]

    “Fudge squares usually just take up most of the chocolate chips in the bag. Our supply shouldn’t be too- wait what?!” He perked his ears, looking at what Tails pointed out. “You mean, Justin Beaver? The beaver who has a way too high pitched voice for his own good?! Oh jeez! I really do owe ya!” He snickered, reaching for the mousepad of the laptop and trying to see just what this article’s about.    “What’s the dirt on Justin B now, ey? I wonder if he’s acknowledging how AWFUL his music is. All that girly hip hop and whatnot.” He paused for a moment, remembering that someday he will be caught singing along to that one girly song in the bathroom shower. 

ANYWAYS.

    “‘Justin Beaver, famous singer and the man of every teenage girl’s dreams,’ blah blah blah. We know that already.” He clicked the scroll bar and looked down, trying to see what this was all about. “Ohooo, wait a second. There’s a comments section on this, Tails! A comment section!!”

[comeflywiithme]

    “Yup, that’s it right there.” Now comes the avalanche of fans and not-so-fans charging into verbal battle over the comments section, weighing in their odds through the like-dislike system, as well as using the sharing function to metaphorically call in for reinforcements should their points wither away.

    “Check it out. This one says ‘So what if he said all the things he said?! Deep inside JBV loves his fans, I just know it, so stop overreacting, haters’.”

    There’s other enticing comments such as ‘Justin Beaver? More like Dustbin Beaver’, ‘I was born in the wrong generation’ and ‘Local beaver ruins everything’.