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another question but what dont you write? like what things won't write even when asked (also I'll probably have another request sometime later idk)
Things that I won't write about:
Nsfw involving minors
Nsfw involving animals
Race play
1ncest
Sc4t
Sark Prime x mobian!reader
C/w: gn! reader, smut, shower oral sex, many inaccuracies, blowjob, slight blood, no beta, Sark being a tease.
'He is big' you say to yourself mentally, you both stand under the artificial rain of the shower,
his back facing you as he lets the water wet his quills.
You stare at his arms, they are strong and muscular, a massive contrast compared to other similar entities, you remember seeing the massive difference when you followed Sark to a meeting with Exeller, Pervision and Exetior, not only was he more muscular than his other teammates but also significantly taller.
You felt your entrance twitch as you stare at his legs, you can't keep your eyes out of his body, but who can blame you, he is a good looking hedgehog, everyone knows that, including Sark himself, you know stare at his back, as his muscles flex under the thin blue fur covering him as he washes his fur.
You sigh without realising it, you can't help but be distracted by him all the time, like a few minutes ago when you two were training.
You dropped to the floor together with your weapon, you were breathing heavily as sweat covered your body, you were too busy trying to catch your breath to notice the hedgehog walking towards you.
"Again."
You suppressed a sigh. "We've been sparring for almost two hours, are you trying to kill me?!" you complain, he had you start the training with a 30 minute run, then 200 push ups with no breaks, then lifting 50kg dumbbells 100 times, to later do a 50 minute plank with no breaks as well and then finalise with "light" sparring against him. "You win, okay? I give up, I want to sleep!" you saw the sunrise slowly coming out, and the sunlight covering both of you.
"You think the enemy will care that you 'give up'"
"This is dumb, I have you, I don't need to learn how to fight at the same level as you, I simply asked you to teach me the basics"
"This isn't even a basic level." he said as he forced you to stand up.
"I'm glad that you agree" you said as you rolled your eyes and you brushed the grass from your pants.
"This is how we train children where I'm from" he continued, as he handed you another weapon, "If you can't keep up, you will be left behind, only the strongest survive" His expression didn't change. "And you, your movements are predictable."
That stings more than losing, you clenched your fists as you bit harshly your lower lip, exposing your canine, then you rolled your shoulders before rushing at him again, you aim at his shoulder using the blunt part of the weapon but he doesn't even flinch, before you can trike him he catches your wrist effortlessly, you try to set yourself free, but you can't, he is too strong.
"You commit too early." He twists just enough to redirect your momentum, then your world spins, and now you lay flat on your back, staring at the sky.
"You're a terrible teacher, you know?" you crossed your arms annoyed.
"I wasn't aware honesty was a flaw." he helps you stand up, by offering his hand, which you take, "Now then, 300 squats, I have noticed how weak your stance is"
You groaned as you ran towards his temple, your shared home.
"You've been pretending not to look over here for the last five minutes."
You blink, startled. You try to explain yourself but nothing comes out, he is now facing you, as a slow grin tugs at the corner of his mouth. You blush as you quickly grab soap and start rubbing it across your body, he stares as you do so, causing you to turn around on instinct, which he stops.
He grabs the showerhead and proceeds to point at your butt, causing you to jump, he laughs, his laughter is deep. You turn around to confront him and he proceeds to point at your nipples causing you to whimper and drop the soap.
"What was that?" he asks, faking confusion.
You consider trying to grab the soap, but you know what will happen so you just pretend not to see it, and wash the soap off your fur.
"Arent you picking it up?" he asks as he uses the pressure of the showerhead to push the bar of soap to your feet.
You swallow your pride and quickly bend to pick it up, but then you are met with his massive erection, he stares down at you, a few of his wet quills covering one of his red eyes.
"Suck it, you have to make up for not completing your training" he orders, you cant help but salivate at the sight of his dick, is already leaking pre cum and the only thing that crosses your mind is how badly you want him to fuck your mouth senselessly. "Come on, resume your training" he says as he strokes his length, causing more precum to slowly drop onto the floor of the shower.
You let your tongue out and let the tip of his dick rest on your tongue, is salty and warm, a beautiful red-pinkish, you try your best to take as much of him in your mouth and start sucking, his sight is on you all the time, holding your head firmly as he thrust slightly against your movements, he is careful not to hurt you with his claw as he is not wearing his gloves.
His dick twitches in your mouth and you can hear him groan at your movements, and without announcement he cums inside your mouth spilling his thick and hot cum down your throat, you quickly pull away and start coughing as you cum spills from your mouth, your eyes are tearing and your breathing is heavy.
"You didn't warn me!" you complain.
"You think the enemy warns you before they attack?" He says he rubs his cum stained dick over your lips, then he teleports both of you to your shared bedroom, you both are now on the bed, Sark lays on his back with his still erected dick.
"Training is not over yet, 300 squats" he orders, with a cocky smile on his face.
You cross your arms as you stare at him, you hate squats, he knows that, that is why you always put an excuse during that part of the training.
"I can do something else, but that" you complain.
"400 squats then"
You groan as you place yourself over him, his dick a few inches from your entrance, your body is excited to have him pound your inside non stop, but the soreness of the squats kind of puts you off, you know that he takes very seriously training, so you simply push yourself down, until his entire length is inside you, you whimper when the tip hits your sensitive spot.
'It feels so good!' you tell yourself mentally, you can never get enough of him.
"In what universe, you consider that a squat?" he says, your hands rest on his strong and toned chest, "fix your form or it will be 500 squats"
You clasp both your arms close to your chest, with a shaky breath, trying to maintain your balance and not lose your mind. You start lifting your form and lowering it, up and down, you stare at your lover who is counting your squats.
"11, 12, 13, not cumming until 400, 16, 17..." he laughs at your annoyed expression, your face is flushed, you are sweating again and your eyes are tearing up, annoyed you scratch his chest with your short claws, drawing blood and causing the hedgehog to whimper at your action, the wound closes immediately, "Good job, you were able to attack me"
His comment cheers you up, so you keep going, this time faster, you know that you can't last that long so maybe speeding up will be better, you immediately realise how much of a bad idea is, his fat dick is already rubbing every sensitive wall inside you, and moving that fast only makes the orgasm approach, so you slow down, to delay it.
"100, 101, 102..." he keeps counting.
'Only 100?!' you complain to yourself, your mind is already getting fussy and your legs are getting sore and shaky from both squatting and the orgasm approaching, but despite that you keep going, when you hear '200' leave his lips your cheer internally, you are already half way there so you try switching your dynamic, speeding up, then slowing down when the orgasm is closer, which works, since you are not at 300 squats.
You smile in a sassy way, which makes him spank your left buttcheek lightly, "Too early to celebrate, you still have 50 more squats"
Excitedly and eager to finally cum and end this torture, you speed, your movements are now slightly aggressively, making the sound of both your skins sound more harsher, you feel it coming, a strong orgasm, before you can even count to 400 with Sark, it hits you hardly, your body twitches aggressively, as your sight goes dark for a second, your inside squeeze his dick as if trying to milk him, he cums inside you feeling your inside, and you lose your balance falling on his chest as you keep shaking.
"398, very close" he states as he continues to empty himself inside you. "Also your form was terrible, those were the worst squats i have ever seen, you'll have to make up for that" he says with a cocky grin as he sees your twitching form, he loves how your body reacts to him, he makes him feel powerful, even more than he already is.
You curse at him against his chest as you slowly fall asleep, blue fur rubbing against your nose as he carefully caresses your head.
its been a month, how are you doing? Just checking in on you
(..◜ᴗ◝..) Im doing great, been spending time with my friends since its summer holiday, hope you are also doing okay and having an amazing summer 𖦹.
( ˶°ㅁ°) !! Didnt realise how long it has been since an update, my apologies (..◜ᴗ◝..)
Here’s a question: how would the Sonic.exe characters react if the reader told them she was pregnant with their son or daughter? How would they react and what would they say about such a surprise?🧐🤔
Hope you enjoyyyy ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜!!
EXEs reaction to you telling them that you are pregnant with their child
Lord X, Sonic.omt, Exeller, 2017X and 2011X. C/w: Human reader, fem!reader, nsfw for some of them. Note: I'll make a pt.2 with Mrs Sega, Faker, Fleetway and other characters.
Lord X
Honestly he doesn't know what to say when you first tell him, a human and an evil entity from the void having a child? He never thought that it could be possible.
He is not angry or anything, so when he sees your expression sadden at his silence he quickly reassures you with a smile.
The idea of a child with you makes him happy since he sees it as another chance at creating a strong offspring that he can be proud of (not like Faker).
He is very protective, more than he already is.
He is careful not to hurt your belly with his sharp claws every time he rests his hand over your belly.
He is even more possessive than before, refusing to take an eye off you, or letting you out of his sight, so whenever you go, he is watching, even when you cannot see him.
Mandatory daily naps, he refuses to let you overexert yourself, you are carrying his child so it is important that your health is optimal.
Don't bother lifting a finger, his guardians and servants are there to help you anyways, is their job, if he hears or sees you even trying to put on your shoes on your own he will immediately stop you and send a servant to help you instead.
He doesn't care that you think he is being dramatic, there is no such thing as too much for you, he will even go as far as manipulating his realm temperature so it is warm for you every time you are cold, or turning the hard floor of the sitting room into a soft surface for you.
He hates your morning sickness, because for him that means that you are struggling, so he uses his powers to ease any discomfort.
His favourite thing, your pregnant belly and swollen breasts, he doesn't care that you feel insecure about how you look, you are ethereal in his eyes, he can't keep his hands off you and you turn him on more than you already do.
He reads a lot about human pregnancy to make sure that all your needs are met.
If the baby moves while his hand is there, he freezes for a moment before letting out a quiet, amused chuckle. It's one of the few things that can genuinely catch him off guard.
He talks to the baby before it's born, though not in a traditionally affectionate way. His voice is calm and commanding, introducing himself as though the child can already understand him.
The poor baby already has expectations to be met, he tells the baby to grow well and healthy and to stop making you feel sick, he also speaks about the ways he has hunted and tortured his victims and how he can't wait to teach him.
He fully expects the child to possess all his abilities. Whether they resemble him or you doesn't matter, that child is Lord X's child therefore he doesn't understand why wouldn't they be strong like him.
He secretly enjoys imagining what the child will look like, though he'd never admit it aloud.
Complimenting you while you're pregnant comes naturally to him, his favourite compliment being how you wear his creation well.
Exeller
He asks if you're joking at first, he is shocked.
Once he realizes you're telling the truth, the biggest grin spreads across his face.
Exeller is visibly excited, he will laugh, as he paces around the room, then comes right back because he's too impatient to stay away from you, he will then fly to you and kiss you while holding you tightly.
He can't stop smiling for the rest of the day, he will immediately tell his sister Alice, who as well doesn't believe him at first.
Say goodbye to personal space, he is not taking his hands off you and your belly specially.
He's fascinated by every stage of the pregnancy, and every change on your body, he will wake you up with his head between your legs savouring your taste, then play with your breasts as you shower.
When the baby starts kicking you can see his expression softening, he is gentle as he places his hand over your stomach, excited to feel the baby kicking.
He talks to the baby constantly, you often wake up by him speaking to the baby, telling him stories about his many fights.
Your baby bump has a nickname before the baby is even born.
He uses his clones to help around, sending one to fetch things, another to cook, and another to keep you company if he's occupied.
The clones all think they're the "favorite parent," leading to endless bickering, so get used to the constant arguments of the clones over you and the baby.
He tries to hide how nervous he is about becoming a father, you can tell something worries him but he won't tell you, you will often catch him reading parenting books and the second you walk in, he slams the book shut.
Deep down, he's terrified that his own violent nature could somehow affect the child, or if he might accidentally hurt the baby.
If you reassure him that he'll be a good father, he goes unusually quiet, he doesn't believe you at first, but you just have to keep reassuring him.
Once the pregnancy starts showing, he becomes clingier than usual. You'll often catch him absentmindedly resting his head against your bump whenever the two of you are relaxing together.
By the end of the pregnancy, he's already imagining teaching the child everything he knows, including how to annoy you.
Above everything else, Exeller sees the baby as proof that despite everything he's become, he can still create something precious.
Sonic.omt
When you quietly tell him, he simply stares at you in silence with his wide and empty smile.
So you repeat yourself again, and when you do he lets out a low and amused laugh.
OMT is cold and curious at first, he has no idea what a pregnancy is, but he is curious to learn.
His black and empty sockets remain fixed on your stomach for an unsettling amount of time, he's already trying to sense the life growing inside, he will gently place a hand over your stomach, which is rare, he is not usually gentle when holding you since sometimes he doesn't measure his strength, but this time he is very gentle.
In his eyes you're no longer just his, the baby is, too.
You are already pretty much isolated from others since OMT is very possessive over you.
He's constantly checking on you, though he'd never call it concern (he is concerned).
If you complain about morning sickness, he actually pauses whatever he's doing to watch you, despite loving suffering he hates seeing you in pain.
He starts altering his world to make everything easier for you, the sound of flesh and screams is muted and instead is total quietness, he will even go as far as trying to replicate your favourite place from back when you were outside his game.
You're one of the only people who notices that he's actually calmer around you during the pregnancy, but he is only like that when he is alone with you.
The first time the baby kicks while his hand is resting on your stomach, he freezes, he simply observes, he will pretend not to care but he won't lift his hands off your belly for hours.
His voice is calm, almost instructional every time he speaks to the baby, ordering the baby to grow stronger and not disappoint him and you and the expectations that he has for the baby.
He fully expects the child to inherit extraordinary abilities, there are not maybes, he demands that the baby be born with his abilities.
If you become anxious about childbirth, he simply cups your face and will try to reassure you.
He knows that he will be a good father, he is a god after all, pure perfection, so why would he doubt himself?
He becomes fiercely devoted to both you and your unborn child.
2017X
His first reaction is pure excitement, almost childlike in its enthusiasm.
Before you can react, he's already gently taking both of your hands and bouncing on his heels.
He immediately starts talking about all the things he's going to do with the baby, he doesn't care if you fall asleep while he is talking he simply keeps going on.
He speaks to your belly non stop, everyday, when your belly starts growing he will poke your belly, gently of course, and when the baby starts kicking he will gasp dramatically as he proudly praises the baby.
He talks to the baby constantly, telling them stories about his "heroic adventures" (most of them are wildly exaggerated).
His protective instincts become much stronger.
In his mind, he is a hero and heroes protect their friends and you're his best friend (and lover of course), so if he sees someone making you cry, his Broken Face will begins to emerge as his body shakes, cracks spreading across his body as his grin distorts, he doesn't care about what the other person has to say, they made you cry.
Around you, though, he calms down much faster than he normally would, that's how powerful the sound of our voice is to him, it helps ground him
He becomes very proud whenever you let him feel the baby kick, he smiles so brightly every single time.
If you remind him the baby probably isn't a hedgehog, since you are human, he will simply insist.
He genuinely believes the baby is going to love chili dogs.
He becomes extra clingy during the pregnancy, he will not let go of your hand, he will rest his head on your shoulder and walk beside you everywhere you go.
If you ever worry about being a good parent, he smiles warmly and takes your hands, kissing your knuckles and reassures you: "We'll figure it out together."
2011X
His grin widens, he has no idea that it was possible, he is absolutely fascinated and intrigued.
Something new has happened, and he loves that, it is like a game and X loves games.
He circles you like he's trying to solve a puzzle and interrogates you, he immediately wants to know everything: How big is it? Can it hear him? When will it come out? Can it use his powers? Dozens of questions before you've even answered the first one.
One second he's laughing and the next he's already imagining all the things he'll teach the baby.
The first time the baby kicks against his hand, his eyes widen, he laughs so hard he nearly falls backwards, he demands that the baby do it again, and the baby does, you can't help but laugh at his childish behaviour.
Despite his usual cruelty, he becomes incredibly possessive, you aren't allowed anywhere without him nearby.
If anything frightens you, his playful mood disappears instantly and simply erases them out of existence, they are not worth making a game out of.
X is impatient by nature, so waiting months is torture, everyday without ail he will ask how long until you give birth, and everytime you don't give him the answer that he wants he will groan dramatically.
He absolutely tries talking to the baby, planning ways to play with his victims and how the baby will help
His definition of parenthood is introducing the child to his favorite games and worlds.
He becomes strangely attached to hearing your heartbeat alongside the baby's, sometimes he'll rest his head against you without saying a word, quietly listening. It's one of the rare times he's completely calm.
If you worry about whether he'll be a good father, he simply stares at you slightly offended, despite not knowing what qualities an average father has, he knows that the child will have all their needs met.
could u do something with the fact that exeller can create clones of himself, like he's using it to mess with reader
Exeller clones messing with reader
Cw: gn! reader, a lot of kisses, teasing, Exeller cannot keep his hands to himself neither can his clones, slight nsfw?
The first time Exeller uses his ability to make a clone of himself, you almost fall for it. You walk through one of his strange dimensions deep in your thoughts, you walk through the broken landscapes, floating platforms and endless crimson skies. You take a deep breath and smile to yourself, it is quiet for once, which is odd since your boyfriend is always near to annoy you.
Then you spot him, standing far away from you, Exeller leans against a palm tree, arms crossed, wearing that infuriating and flirty sharp grin, you simply walk towards him, even if you want some space for yourself he is always going to appear to you and stick by your side.
"Well, look who finally decided to show up."
You roll your eyes and sit next to him, his short form floating over you.
"You were literally bothering me twenty minutes ago."
"A tragedy, every second apart feels like an eternity, pretty thing."
You open your mouth to make a sarcastic comment, but another voice speaks behind you, interrupting you.
"I was about to say the same thing."
You freeze, the voice, it sounds exactly like your boyfriend, but your boyfriend is right there with you, so how come? you slowly turn around.
There is another Exeller standing behind you, he is identical to your Exeller in everything, same grin, glowing red eyes, smug smile, voice, everything.
You look at your Exeller, then at the other Exeller, then back at your Exeller and so on. "Absolutely, no fucking way"
The two Exellers exchange a look, then smile
"Oh, absolutely yes." your Exeller says.
From that day forward, your life becomes significantly worse, now you don't only have to deal with your troublesome boyfriend, but rather two of him. Exeller on the other hand is delighted, because he now has a new form of entertainment creating clones of himself specifically to annoy you.
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You sit under a tree in his world, trying to read, its a book about children stuck in an island and having to fight and kill each other to survive, you are deeply immersed in the book that you don't notice a clone of Exeller appearing beside you, and another one appearing on your other side, then another appearing upside down on your head, floating.
"Whatcha reading?" the first clone asks, trying to look at the page.
You sigh, you are already thinking how you are going to find the original Exeller and kick his ass for interrupting your alone time.
"No." you say without taking your eyes off the book.
"What?" they ask at the same time, confused.
"No." you repeat, turning to the next page, still without looking at them.
"What did I do?" the first copy says, with a fake offended tone.
"Exist." you say bluntly.
The clone gasps dramatically, then start talking at the same time, complaining about you not giving them attention and being jealous of the book, the second clone proceeds to bite the top of your ear to grab your attention, you whimper slightly and jump, dropping the book, the third clone quickly steals the book as the first and second clone laugh and imitate your whimper.
You try to take back the book, but the third clone simply flies higher as he laughs at your attempts. The first clone rubs his gloved fingers across your thigh, teasing you, annoyed you simply walk away as you ignore their laughter.
You don't know what's even worse, his ability to create clones non stop or how all of them share that same flirty and arrogant personality and obsession with getting any reaction out of you.
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One afternoon, you sit down in front of a lake, it's quiet and peaceful, but you can't help but beg for just five minutes of peace away from the clones, just five minutes, nothing more. You lie down on the grass with your eyes closed.
Silence.
Then someone drops beside you with a thud, it's sudden and startles you, but you refuse to open your eyes, you already know who the person is.
"Go away." you say, rubbing your arms against the cold grass.
"No." a voice answers.
"No." another voice says.
"Nah." then another one.
You slowly open your eyes while you sit up, grumbling to yourself about what you'll do when you get your hands on the original seller. You look around you and you see four Exellers are sitting around, some of them on the grass and the others floating.
One of them somehow manages to lay on your lap without you realising it. When you finally notice you push the clone off your lap, but unfortunately, he simply reappears on the other side.
The others laugh at the scene.
"You're all impossible."
"Aww, you say the sweetest things, angel." one of them said.
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You are in the main hall of Exeller's palace, you sit on a sofa trying to ignore the clones arguing and fighting with each other. They are not angry or anything, they argue because they all want your attention and when you manage to give some of your attention to a few of the clones, the other ones get jealous.
"They like me the best." a clone says as he punches another one, almost sending the other clone flying.
"No they don't." another says as he attacks the other clone from behind.
"They literally smiled at me yesterday." the clone that was almost sent flying says, as he quickly regains balance and flies towards the crowd of clones ready to attack them.
"Out of pity, I mean look at you." a clone says.
"It still counts!" the clones says as he blasts lasers against other clones, accidentally damaging the wall that separates the hall from the hallway. You simply let it happen, you have already spent three whole weeks dealing with them, sleeping was hard as all the clones insist in sleeping with you, you cant even take a shower in peace without having an audience watching you, even when you manage to find a quiet place to escape them, they always manage to find you.
You stand up ready to walk towards the door, taking advantage of the chaos, but the room suddenly gets quiet. You stare around you, all the clones are looking at you.
"Pick your favorite." one of them said.
You ignore the question and quickly walk towards the door, but one of them appears right on your face, you almost kiss him and knock your head against him, he chuckles.
"Come on, pick me, i know im your favourite." he says as he floats against you and whisper the last part against your ear, he then grabs your face and kisses you with no shame at all, his sharp teeth accidentally draws blood from your lips, but he quickly sucks it as he uses his tongue to play with yours, you taste the metallic taste of your blood, "You are so hot" he says against your lips, then kisses you again and before you can say anything else, the clone that kisses you is sent flying by another clone, who is furious.
The clone tries to kiss you, but another clone stops him, then another one and so on, you are still trying to catch your breath from the kiss, you are blushing and your lip is still bleeding. There is no denial at all, you are weak to his kisses and touch, and all the clones are aware of that, so you are not surprised when another one teleports right in front of you and tries the same, only to also be sent flying away with a kick of another clone.
"That's enough! I'm not doing that, I'm not choosing!!." you scream as you clean the blood with the sleeve of your jumper. They all pause and stare at you.
"Why not?" they ask at the same time.
"Because you're all the same person that I love and care for." you blush even more at your own words, you hate being this sentimental because you know Exeller will tease you for it, "lets not fight okay?"
Silence.
Then one clone looks offended.
"That is unbelievably rude." then punches another clone, causing the room to burst in chaos again.
You can't help but laugh, which makes the room go quiet again, you try not to fall on your knees of laughter, your eyes tear up at the situation, it's so comical and ridiculous. Then you glance around again, they are all staring at you.
"What?"
They simply smile.
"Cute." one of the clones says, immediately, another clone elbows him.
"That was my line." another clone complains.
You groan as you hear them argue again, then a red portal opens in the middle of the hall, the sound startles you for a second, but you quickly recognise it.
The original Exeller steps through, he stares at everyone in the room looking for you, then he finally sees you, you don't realise it but three clones have teleported around you, one is playing with your hair, the other one is resting his chin on your head and the other one is sending death glares at other clones.
Exeller pinches the bridge of his nose as he walks towards you.
"What are you idiots doing?" he asks, in an annoyed tone.
"We're spending time with them." one of the clones says as he rubs his gloved fingers on your bleeding lip and licks it in a lewd way, "You told us to keep them entertained."
Keep them entertained? you say to yourself mentally, you now stare at your boyfriend angrily, of course something like this is entertaining to him.
"Control your clones." you demand.
"They are controlled." he says as he grins.
One clone immediately rests his chin on your shoulder and licks the side of your neck, making you jump again, due to how sudden it is
Exeller stares.
"Okay, mostly controlled."
Then one clone grins mischievously and chuckles as he stares at the original Exeller.
"Whats so funny?" Exeller asks as his expression turns serious, he doesn't like when people look down at him or laugh at him.
"I don't know, you look kind of jealous, dude" the clone says
"...What, jealous, of what?"
Another clone laughs.
You simply stare since you don't know what to do, you consider trying to calm the situation if it escalates.
"Jealous of this" then the clones push you against the sofa, one of them caresses your inner thigh as another one kisses you again, holding your jaw as he stares at the angry expression of the original Exeller.
Red flashes appear, then all the clones immediately vanish, Exeller looks absolutely done with everyone, his jaw is tight as he clenches his fist, his breathing is heavy, he is still angry at the clone, he probably needs to destroy a few worlds after this.
He then teleports right on top of you, floating slightly over you, he is face to face with you and not saying anything.
"Problem solved." he says, breaking the silence.
"Problem?" you ask confused, it was his idea to make the clones.
"They were being annoying."
"They were you." you laugh.
"Exactly." he kisses you, then quickly breaks the kiss to stare at you, his cocky grin slowly returns, he is very pleased with the kiss, and not as angry as before, "besides..." His thumb brushes your cheek "I don't need copies competing for your attention."
You raise an eyebrow.
"Oh, really?" you say in a teasing manner, brushing his quills with your fingers and without breaking eye contact with him.
"Of course." Then he kisses you again as if he is thirsty for you, your lips, your touch, his hands caressing every single part of your face, with care, as if you are made of glass, he can never get enough of you.
hhihi.. i hav a request, could you possibly do Lord X and NMI X Reader who is an EXE…. but like at first they think Reader is just another soul 2 toy with instead of another being like them/similar 2 them.
Enjoy!! ^^
Lord X and NMI X EXE!Reader
Cw: no beta, gruesome description of victims and slight violence.
Lord X
At first, Lord X doesn't even see you as anything special. In his cold eyes you are just another soul for him to to torture as much as he wants, you are just another unfortunate soul that happens to have wandered too deep into his world.
Another thing to break. After all, that's what every being becomes eventually, right?
You walk through the endless forest in his realm, which is made of flesh, palpitating and twitching flesh oozing blood and a weird slimy substance, the smell of rotten flesh and metal completely covering everywhere. You simply smile, you are used to the smell, in fact you love it, you take a deep breath and you can almost hear the screams of your past victims, begging for you to end their suffering. You chuckle to yourself, and keep walking, your shoes stepping on the flesh and splashing blood and other substances everywhere. You can't help but admire his realm, I mean, a forest made of flesh? How come you've never come up with that!
As you walk, you look at the endless red sky and black moon, then you feel his presence. Lord X stands a few steps from you, with his hands on his back, and bored expression on you, at first he is just thinking about the ways to torture you, skinning you alive? maybe pouring hot lava on you as you desperately try to run away, a sadistic and wide smile forms on his face, then he sees it, your smile; you are also smiling, as though you belong here, he is amused.
"Well now..." His grin stretched wider if that is even possible.
The landscape around you twists like wet paint, the sounds of screams and cries distort, trees fold inside out, ground split open into endless darkness. Reality shudders beneath his presence.
"Are you lost?" he asks without moving.
You simply look around, then back at him, was he talking to you? You feel a bit offended, does he think you are one of his victims?
"I'm not."
His smile falters a bit at your tone, there is no fear or doubt. He asks himself why are you not reacting like everyone else? You simply stand there completely unaffected by reality distorting and his presence, it looks as if the distortion simply flows around you, as if you belong there, but not as a victim, but rather as something else.
Interesting, very interesting, he thinks. Lord X steps closer, hands still behind him.
"No...you are not human."
You say nothing, you hold your gaze against him, you don't move, you simply allow him to approach you.
"You are also not one of my creations."
Silence.
Then he reaches toward your face. Not gently, he touches you the same way someone might inspect an unfamiliar insect, the moment his claws brush the fur on your face, he feels it. The Void.
That familiar nothingness that exists inside himself. Endless nothingness. Lord X pulls his hand back as if your face was hot to touch, and stares.
You stare back. Both of you say nothing, instead you smile, showing your sharp teeth and that's when he finally gets it, you are not prey or a victim, you are like him, in a way, another being born from the dark spaces between realities, a creature that wears a shape the same way he does with his vessel, a being that understands exactly what he is.
The realization is intoxicating. Why? because Lord X has spent centuries surrounded by beings lesser than him, fragile, temporary, breakable and insignificant beings. But now, there is you.
You are different, you can actually stay, you are not predictable.
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The obsession starts almost instantly, it's not romantic at first, he is simply fascinated about you and wants to know more, no, everything about you.
He appears wherever you go, universe, games, everywhere, there is no limit for him. He watches you obsessively, without blinking even, he doesn't want to miss a single etail about you, he also tests you, sending both victims and entities that he has created to see how you react, how you fight, how you torture them. He wants to understand you.
So he also creates impossible scenarios just to see how you react. Collapsing worlds. Warping dimensions. And every single time, you adapt and fight, with no fear or doubt; sometimes you even laugh.
"So" you turn around and stare at him, "you spent three weeks making this?" you ask as you laugh.
He freezes at first, since he is surprised that you have noticed his presence, he could have sworn that he has made sure to hide it"...Yes."
"It kind of sucks, don't you think?."
He says nothing, mountain ranges vanish in an instant as his face twists in anger and frustration. He is embarrassed.
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After that, things become even more strange.
Lord X begins to seek you out for reasons that have nothing to do with experiments or torturing anymore. He will often sit beside you while reshaping landscapes or drag you around to show you his newest creations.
"What do you think?" he asks, as you stare at his newest experiment, three of his victims fused together, their limbs are all over and some of the heads are also fused to one another, the experiment tries to speak but it can only whine in pain.
"About what?"
"This."
"You just made a giant meatball out of your victims" you say with a boring expression
"...And?"
"It has no artistic direction." your words completely hit his ego, he takes pride in being very artistic.
"...I can fix that."
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Everyone in his castle notices the change on Lord X, especially his guardians, I mean it is impossible to miss. Lord X is still terrifying though, still cruel and utterly inhuman. However, around you, he is patient.
He shows you a strange softness that he hides beneath layers of eldritch arrogance. Because unlike everyone else, you are not beneath him. You are the closest thing to an equal, and in a way it kind of terrifies him more than anything.
Lord X understands possession, control and obsession, but affection, trust, wanting someone to stay because they want to stay?
Those concepts are far more dangerous.
One night, beneath a sky made of thousands of stolen stars, you find him sitting silently, he holds his glass of champagne elegantly. you find it unusual because Lord X is never silent.
You sit beside him, he doesn't look at you immediately and for a long time, neither of you speak, then.
"You know," he says quietly, "when I first saw you..."
You hum.
"I was deciding how to kill you."
You laugh, you already know that, you are both EXE's so it's expected, somehow your laughing makes him laugh too, its distorted echoes. Then, his gaze shifts toward you.
Ancient red eyes glowing in the dark.
"And now?" you ask, as you stare back.
His grin this time is not scary, it's honest.
"Now I think I'd destroy anything that tried to take you away," he says.
And that's probably the closest thing to love he will ever say.
NMI
When he first meets you, he thinks you are just prey, another unfortunate soul that happens to have stumbled into his domain. His distorted form emerges from the darkness and he waits, he waits for you to scream and run away at his presence, the usual.
Instead, you simply tilt your head, studying him, every single detail of his appearance.
"...Why aren't you running?" he asks.
You blink.
"Why should I, are you giving me orders?"
That is not the correct answer, he is expecting something else, for you to stutter and beg for your life. He frowns as he steps closer.
"You're supposed to be scared, to scream and run."
"And you're supposed to be scary."
"I am scary." he looks offended.
"Sure." you chuckle to yourself.
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At first he assumes that maybe you are just brave, so he continues in finding ways to scare you, but when it doesn't happen, he assumes that you are just stupid, then he sees your sadistic smile as you witness one of his victims slowly getting sick because of NMI. That is when he finally gets it, you are completely insane.
So he decides to watch your every move, how you react in dangerous situations. He follows you, making sure that you are unaware of his presence, and he watches, he watches as you walk through sketchy areas of the city and dangerous dark alleyways, you don't flinch, not at the group of wannabe gangstas threatening to stab you or at a drunk woman trying to cut your throat with a broken bottle.
So he decides to escalate things, creating illusions in an attempt to break your mind, but nothing works. So he tries peering into your mind, and that's when he sees something, it feels wrong yet so similar to him, and that's when he finally gets it, you are not a victim, you are a monster.
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He is very quick to accept and adapt to this revelation, people usually are disturbed and terrified by him, but you, you are different.
"Are we friends?" he asks
"What?"
"Friends."
"You tried to kill me yesterday, dude." you say as you cross your arms, staring at his dark sockets.
"That doesn't answer the question." hes staring at you, empty expression, he's looking desperately for an answer on your face and body language.
"I don't know, maybe?"
And that's enough, he smiles widely showing even more of his dark gums and white teeth.
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He painfully attaches to you very quickly, anytime he's bored or lonely the first thing he will think about is you and he will seek you. Anytime his thoughts spiral just the thought of you or the sound of your voice calms him.
He often appears with no warning, on your ceiling staring at you as you go on with your day hunting humans or just behind you as you are speaking to one of your victims.
"You know that's creepy, right?" you say without looking at him, your victim falls to their knees and tries to desperately run away, but you know that no matter what you will find them.
"I know," he says without taking his eyes off of you.
"Then why do you keep doing it?"
"It gets your attention and i like that." he says bluntly, you chuckle lightly to yourself since that is the first time ever that you have nothing to say.
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At the beginning you don't think much about his behaviour, since you just think to yourself that it is just friendship and he is just desperate for another creature like him since he has probably been lonely for a long time. You simply let him follow you around, accompany you on your missions or even stay with him when he asks to spend time together.
But then things just change.
"Who's that?" he asks as he appears suddenly behind you, you can feel his cold breath against the back of your neck.
"A friend."
"Why?"
"Because they're my friend?"
"You already have me, don't you, so why?" his hand holds your shoulder tightly, not too hard for you to complain, not like you will let him reach that point.
You simply shrug your shoulders and let him be upset.
Unfortunately for you, this just keeps escalating, he now follows you at all times and just stares and threatens anyone that speaks to you.
"You know I can have other friends, right?" you complain, you are busy absorbing the soul of a new victim.
"I know."
"Then why are you acting like that? You are not a kid"
Silence. He looks away in embarrassment, you roll your eyes at him, you can't help but blame yourself, you've let him get away with too much and now this is the result of that.
"I don't want to lose you." he says quietly.
His words surprise you, you honestly don't know what to say, did he love you or something? you quickly brush that off, you are both yokais, can yokais even feel love? No, it can't be love, it's loneliness, you know that NMI has been lonely for years, he has spent a long time being feared and avoided, so of course he is so attached to you since you are both similar entities.
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One evening, as you two walk through a temple, he stops on his feet and you turn to look at him.
"You aren't going anywhere, right?"
He looks worried, and sounds vulnerable, clearly a contradiction for a creature as terrifying as him.
You smile.
"Nope!"
The relief on his face is immediate, and before you can react, he wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer.
"Good."
"Stop being so clingy."
"No." he says, as you both resume your walk.
"You should probably work on that."
"No, I don't think I will."
Pizzazz
My Modern AU hc is that Sark Prime would be a gymbro.
Could you write about a reader who can manipulate certain events with lies? If the reader tells a lie and everyone believes it, that lie can become reality
EXEs x reader who can manipulate certain events with lies
Lord X x reader, 2017X x reader, 2011X x reader, Exeller x reader and Mighty.zip x reader Cw: slight angst for Exeller.
Lord X
He grins as he softly rubs his claw across your arm, you lock eyes with him, he doesn't fear your power, he admires it, you don't use strength or physical violence to control people, you use manipulation.
Your ability is elegant in his eyes, you prove your strength through performance and that is why he refers to your lies as little symphonies.
He treats you like royalty and presents you as such, often keeping you besides his throne.
But don't get too comfortable, he tests you all the time to sharpen your powers.
You join him when torturing his victims, "There is no exit" you say as you smile at them, seeing the panic and fear in their eyes. Lord X laughs at your cruelty.
However there is still a lingering fear in him, the way your ability could redefine who he is, his identity, power, everything, creating a world where he is weak or forgotten, and even if that happens he is not letting you go.
He is a gentleman after all, he will manipulate his world to create constellations named after you and create flowers of all shapes and colours for you.
2017X
He is very delusional, so when he hears your lies he is very excited, "So people believe it, yes, i knew it, im sonic, the real one!"
You don't really need lies to manipulate him into thinking he is the real sonic, he already believes he is.
He is quickly attached to you, you make his delusion permanent, reality bends to support your lies which benefits his delusions.
You are the walking proof that he's right and he and others have no reason to doubt that he is Sonic, the real Sonic is now the faker not him.
And because of that he becomes extremely affectionate towards you.
When you two walk through the busy streets towards Amy and Knuckles he will drag you along and expect you to lie, to tell them that he is Sonic, their friend. And they do, they believe everything, because everything you say becomes the truth.
He is two faced, therefore, while in public he is "normal" (in his unhinged way), in private he constantly needs you to reassure him, to tell him that he is real, he will demand you to repeat it non stop.
2011X
For 2011x reality is just a game for him, something to be played with, so when he witnesses your ability, he immediately starts thinking about how to abuse it.
He is bossed with control and torture and your ability (in a way) traps people, you say something and people believe it.
When his victims think that they are close to escape, you simply lie and tell them that there was always another game, another level. And they believe you. Every chance or idea of escaping completely vanishes, and 2011x loves that, he finds it beautiful, why? because there is no longer hope for the victims.
2011x works with you, you two will sit together in the dining room of his castle, discussing for hours, all kinds of strategies and ideas.
At first there is not really "romance" between you two, just two beings sharing their cruel and sadistic ideas, but it slowly develops into something close to what humans call love or romance.
You two are unstoppable, he knows what humans fear the most and you know what humans want to hear, horror and belief.
In one occasion while you and the victims are trying to find the exit, you lie and say that the game is fair and that 2011x would never cheat, at first he is irritated at your words,since you've now forced him to play by your rules but then, he laughs, is the first time that someone has ever tried something like that with him.
But, he can't help but "fear" the probability of you turning on him, waking up one day and lying, saying how 2011x has finally freed everyone and how you and the victims can finally leave.
As mentioned he has slowly developed something close to what humans call love or romance. He is not sweet or soft, don't expect that from a being like him, however, he is attentive, which is odd for a (kind of) immature being like him.
But when you are talking, he simply observes you, with his black and red eyes, and listens in silence.
Sometimes when you two are busy on your own things, you will catch him staring at you, at your face, what expressions you make.
You occasionally hear him saying how he enjoys your company or how clever you are.
Exeller
He doesn't believe you at first when you tell him about your ability, but when he finally believes you something hits him hard.
Your ability can potentially be useful for him, to rewrite anything about his past that he hates. For him, every lie that you tell offers a chance of becoming something else.
For years he has lived guilt about himself, about the monster he has become, but with your powers that can change.
His personality with you switches like day and night, one moment he his laughing and flirting with you, then the other minute he desperately asks you questions, could you lie and tell everyone that he is a hero, could that change the horrors that he has done; but then he quickly changes the question to, can someone like me ever be good?
So you do it anyway, and lie, you tell everyone that he never wanted to become a monster, and so reality shifts, not too much to erase his past but enough that people start viewing his actions as a tragedy.
And he doesn't know why, but that scares him, people now look at him with pity.
He sees your lies as alternative futures that now exist, similarly to his powers.
In private, he is very vulnerable, his smile drops and that comical persona of his drops, with you he is no longer the untouchable Exeller, he is himself.
He tells you about his past and you start lying to change how people view him, people are no longer afraid of him. and in a way your lies now force him to confront himself.
Mighty.zip
He smiles, he loves your ability, you are capable of doing something that he cannot accomplish.
He wants you to lie, to tell everyone that he is Mighty, and there was never another one before.
He is fascinated by you and will ask you questions non stop, not out of curiosity but because he is planning something.
If someone points out that there is something wrong with "Mighty", you simply lie, and others agree, all the memories shift and reality bends at your lies, "Mighty was always like that", "Mighty never died".
When he hears you he feels as if you have handed heaven to him.
He loves corruption and your power is perfected, no need for violence, just a lie and people agree, he likes that.
He loves hearing you speak, for him your words are sacred, he adores hearing you, mostly because of the potential of each sentence shifting reality, when he speaks to you (which is not that often), he will speak in rhymes and riddles.
"What truths are hiding inside your falsehoods today, songbird?" he will say as he lean against you, staring at you with his unsettling eyes
excitedly awaiting ur return twin... god speed on those finals!
-yurius anon
I promise I haven't abandoned the fics or my account 😭, I have had health problems and I have exams next week and the other and then I will be finally done. I will upload fics after then.
Take care!
hello i see you write for Faker/EXE may we please have headcanons for him?
-Butterfly Anon 🦋
Of course!ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)
Faker/EXE x reader headcannons
He notices every single detail about you, anything, even the most embarrassing ones.
'Mean to everyone but you' energy, he is aggressive and will insult everyone but you, he is the opposite when speaking to you, his voice softens.
He doesn't like when anything that is not him gets your attention, one time when you two were walking under the rain, you pointed at a worm and he proceeded to stomp on it right on your face.
He calls you 'mine', at this point people think that is your name.
Since he doesn't trust anyone, he expects you to think the same way, and for you view him as the only safe option.
He will leave strange gifts that he has stumbled across or stolen and act as if he doesn't care when he sees your happy reaction.
He watches you sleep, sometimes forgetting to blink, you have woken up sometimes in the middle of the night and found him standing right by your side, you've told him to stop but why should he.
He is very jealous, so when he sees an EXE flirting with you, he doesn't think twice and fights with them.
Deep down he fears that you will leave him, he has been rejected and abandoned already, so it would break him, if you also did that.
He enjoys when you praise him, he will never admit that, he is too cocky.
His favourite thing to do apart from staring at you is laying on your lap, when he wants your attention he will lay down dramatically.
He expects you to notice every change in his appearance, and if you don't he gets offended.
He wants you near at all times.
When you two argue he will twist your words and try to guilt trip you, he will even mock you, but if you try to walk away he will panic, he doesn't want you to leave and ignore him, he hates that.
He is not the type to apologise, he will instead linger near you until you forgive him.
He is very clingy and protective.
He oftens stays in his true form around you because he trusts you.
Would you write a Starved Eggman x mobian reader by any chance?
Here you go!!!! I hope you enjoy it, he was really fun to write. (..◜ᴗ◝..)
Starved Eggman x mobian!reader
Dr. Robotnik has always seen mobians as nothing but resources for his hunger.
But you, you are the exception, he can remember the first day he met you. You were captured by him and dragged into his lab. You were supposed to be another one of his prey, another being for his consumption, but you quickly became something that couldn't be categorised.
You didn't scream or beg for your life, you didn't flinch at his red eyes narrowing at you, it was the opposite, you stared back with curiosity,
"Are you okay?...you look tired" you said, your question unsettled him, he was used to fear and despair, panic, hatred, not kindness and concern, it was irritating. Yet, he kept you.
Not chained or tied up, he didn't see the need in doing so since even if you tried you wouldn't get that far.
Days passed and the ambiance in his fortress was slowly changing because of you, no matter how cold the room was, or how strong the smell of rusty metal filled the air, your presence was warm enough to change that.
He noticed how the old and dirty blankets were swapped by clean ones, how everyday he wakes up to warm food on the table. How you smiled kindly to his beatniks everytime they brought supplies, your voice, the sound of your steps...
Somehow you managed to change so much of his cold lab, it felt like home. and he hated that.
He hated it, so, so much.
He hated how he would slow down when passing near you just to hear the sound of any of your movements and how his hunger quieted anytime he was near you.
He hated it.
Hunger has ruled his mind for years, and yet you managed to be stronger than hunger.
He remembers the time when his hunger got so bad he ran away from you and locked himself, worried that if he saw you, he wouldn't be able to control himself.
But instead, you opened the door and walked towards him with no ounce of fear on you, you were holding a fluffy blue blanket and you used it to drop it over his shoulders and touch his scarred face.
"Its okay" you said, "I know you are hurting"
He froze at your words, then, slowly he held your wrist as if it was the most fragile thing in the universe.
"You are so foolish," he said.
You laughed: "Maybe"
"Please...leave"
"No"
You chose to stay by his side.
He now often finds himself staring at you, you are his, he can't let you go, you are too precious for him, he will lose his mind if he loses you.
He treats you like royalty, making sure that no being speaks ill about you, he doesn't care if the world sees him as a monster, because to you, he his your lover, the man who repairs your belongings while your sleep, the man who has even memorised every single one of your favourite meals and the man who when he is too exhausted to be prideful, rests his head on your lap.
You are no prey, others are.
CUDDLING EXE X READER PLZPLZPLZ !!
Im not sure if you mean Faker, if you do i have just post a short cuddling fic with him, but if you mean EXEs I have already posted a cuddling fic one a while ago. (..◜ᴗ◝..)
Have an amazing day! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
CUDDLING FAKER !! (˶˃𐃷˂˶)
1 exam done! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و , enjoyyyy! Im going to try and be a bit consistent this week
Cuddling with Faker/EXE
Faker sits on your couch, he is sprawled across it, one arm on the back rest and eyes half lidded as if everything bore him. You have been busy all day, and you are now finally able to relax and enjoy the rest of the evening with your boyfriend. You drop down next to his small frame with a sight, your back and shoulders are sore and you are very tired.
Faker glances at you, "Tired?" his voice is smooth, you simply nod as an answer, too tired to even open your mouth.
He pats his lap, he is inviting you to lay your head on his lap, you just stare at him, "Are you being serious?"
He smirks and simply pats his lap again.
You don't have the strength to argue so you simply shift awkwardly and lay next to him, your face facing his furred torso, Faker simply places his hand on your head as he stares at you.
"Better?" he says quietly.
He traces patterns on your cheek as he stares at your tired face.
"You know, people usually use their words when asking, I'm not a dog," you laugh tiredly.
"Im not 'normal people'"
'Fair point' you say mentally. You adjust yourself again, the couch is a bit small, he holds your face tightly.
"Stay still"
"Im trying to get comfy, chill"
"Youre comfy enough"
You huff as his grip loosen, his warm body makes your body start to relax, the tension over your shoulder lifts and your eyelids are now heavy.
He immediately notices, he moves his fingers to your scalp, brushing and massaging it, "Sleep if you need to"
"Ohh~ being nice?" you say jokingly.
"Dont ruin it" he rolls his eyes.
You laugh softly as you simply close your eyes, his fur brushing against your nose, and underneath it, you can hear something, a weird rhythm, his heart? The living room is quiet, you softly drift to sleep, Faker's eyes still fixated on you, like a guard dog.
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Hours later you wake, in the same position as you fell asleep, Faker still staring at you with his wide eyes. You try to move and he holds your head tight.
"No," he mutters.
"Huh?"
"Not yet" he says while cuddling you.
Guys I'm really sorry for not being able to upload but I have one of my exams in like 2 days so I've been busy, I'll try and post at least a fic tomorrow but just in case, if I'm not able to tomorrow then it'll be on Monday or Tuesday ;;;-;;;.
Feel free to ask for any fic in the meantime I will write them as soon as I can :D
I'm really sorry, hope you are all having a great day!
i just realised all of your smut fics all start with "it has been [blank] amount of days and hours since you an exe have had sex." nd i cant stop fucking laughing oh my god
hope all is well ^~^
-yurius anon
🤣 omg I have just realised that!!!
I think bc is easy to start off like that, I need to get more creative with that lmao. Hope you are having a nice day!! ^^
Lord X // 2017x // Fleetway x reader struggling with severe depression headcanons perhaps,, ?
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Also, I hope you are doing okay. Remember, everything is going to be okay! ^^
EXEs + Fleetway with a reader who suffers from depression
Lord X x reader, Fleetway x reader and 2017X x reader. Cw: S3lF ¦-¦4rm (is very very subtle but still)
Lord X
He stays with you during your episodes, he sits besides you and watches, sometimes holding your face.
He wipes your tears.
He is the type to use your depression to encourage dependency on him, constantly reminding you that you need him and how empty your life would be if you leave his side.
His way of caring for you is twisted, when you refuse to eat he will force feed you, when your thoughts spiral he will lock you up so you don't harm yourself, you are not allowed to destroy what is his.
He will create perfect spaces within his world, so when you are overwhelmed, the spaces are based on your good memories and any nostalgic places. But remember, he is always watching you, so you are never alone.
He is gentle as well, speaking to you in a soothing tone as he lets you rest your head on his lap.
He also hums piano melodies as you sleep.
Fleetway
"You're just going to lie there? Pathetic" he sees your depression as weakness, however as time passes he recognises how much it affects you.
So he tries to help by forcing you to eat when you refuse to, drag you up when you refuse to leave the bed or refuse to leave your side when you isolate yourself.
When you hit rock bottom, he grabs you by your face gently and tries to cheer you up, he doesn't like to see you like that, he finds it boring and he hates being bored (and because deep down he cares, but he won't admit that"
When you try to hurt yourself, he becomes even more explosive, shouting at you and trying to stop you, he’s furious.
Then he will sit next to you as you try to calm down, his arms wrapping around your waist as he rests against your body.
As you get better he pushes you to keep going and get better.
2017X
He doesn't view it as depression he simply thinks you are acting out of character, "Why aren't you smiling, you are supposed to be smiling when im here"
The worse you get, the more unsettled he becomes.
To cheer you up he will force a big smile and repeat what he thinks Sonic would say in a situation like that and if you don't react his smile twitches.
You are not making sense to him and that makes him start questioning everything, whether it's his fault or if you are just broken.
When you hit rock bottom, he panics, "Come on, say something!" he will wave his hand on your face or shake you hoping to get a reaction from you.
If you try to hurt yourself, his Sonic act drops, he quickly stops you.
He will try to fix you by repeating Sonic dialogues until you give him the right response.
It quickly becomes an obsession, you being depressed makes his world imperfect, which means that maybe he is not Sonic, and he refuses to accept that.
He really tries to understand why you feel that way, but everytime he is close to getting it he will brush it off and assume that you simply need to be fixed.
