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hi guys…!
I MIGHT COME BACK SORRY LOL I LOST MY MOTIVATION (for a long time clearly) BUT I STILL WANNA DO FUNKY SONIC FRANCHISE YANDERE X READER STUFF CAUSE IM STILL A DORK LIKE THAY 😭😭😭
sonic doodles!
i may clear out my requests and take some new ones!!
God, this is such a weird request, but can I get some Yandere!Antoine D’Coolette headcanons? My French coyote boi never gets the love he deserves.
I do have a bit of a plot idea, but feel free to change it if you want to:
Reader is who Antoine goes to rant to about Sonic being a jerk (or, if we’re talking IDW, set after SatAM) and Reader actually understanding/agreeing with him. He finds himself falling into obsessive love with Reader, as they’re the only one who shows him any compassion or just positive feelings towards him.
He can’t have Sonic ruin this for him.
It’d be such a shame if everyone’s favorite blue speedster were to run into the blade of his sword by total accident.
Perhaps, the Reader accidentally sees it happen and a chase between the coyote and the Reader ensues. It ends with Reader being caught and carried away to Antoine’s place.
I’m sorry if this was too much. I just have a lot of thoughts about Yandere!Antoine.
YANDERE ANTOINE D'COOLETTE X READER HEADCANONS!!!
omg i was reading the comics and i saw antoine and i was like WAIT I GOT A REQUEST FOR THIS DUDE so here you go zoinks
wow look at him. i hope my french classes are paying off.
Antoine would harmlessly vent to you. He'd come up to you whenever Sonic would humiliate him or upstage him. He'd sigh out "You would not believe ze nerve of zat blue imbecile today!"
And to his surprise, you actually agreed with him! Laughing and complaining a bit with him. You actually understood.
It starts small, your laugh stuck in his head and he started practicing jokes in the mirror just to hear it again. "..Zey will surely laugh at zis one, non?"
He starts following you around, innocently, curiously, until jealousy started to gnaw at him every time somebody else got your attention.
Every interaction with you replayed in his mind at night like some dramatic soap opera, he'd flop on his bed reminiscing about you.. How he could win you over.. "Mon dieu.. Zey are tres beau.."
He would send you anonymous love letters. Flowery and over the top.. And even though they didn't have his name on it, you could absolutely tell who they were from.
He started collecting little things you left behind. A hair tie, a sticky note, a glove, whatever he could get his hands on that he felt you wouldn't miss too much. He keeps them in a little box under his bed labeled "Mon amor."
Talks to himself about you CONSTANTLY,, "Today zey looked at me.. It means something. It must." just randomly goes on dramatic monologues about you. even a casual little compliment makes his whole day. "Ah.. Zey said I was brace.. Moi! Brave!"
If anyone flirts with you he is a burning anxious jealous WREEEECK! Just watching from a distance like "Zey cannot have you.. Non. You are mine, even if you don't know it yet."
Practices confessing to you in the mirror for weeks. "Mon trésor.. you are ze light in my cruel and dark world!"
In his head he already refers to you as "mon amour." He starts to become convinced someone else is just about to steal you away from him and that cannot happen. Not when he's been waiting this long, not when you're his. That thought came when he saw you laughing and joking with the blue blur himself, Sonic.
He couldn't take it anymore.
The next night, he cornered Sonic. Sonic would never expect him to do something like that, so you could say it was pretty shocking when Antoine's sword "accidentally" drove into the hedgehog. "Ah.. oops, mon erreur.."
Unfortunately for Antoine, you happen to be a witness, the worst one possible in fact. When he turns and sees you, his stomach drops. "Mon amour-! You should not have seen zat.." He immediately panics, chasing you out through the woods, yelling about how he could explain. "Y/N, S'il vous plaît!" All you could think about was getting out of there.
He catches you, scooping you up despite your protests and carrying your tired body bridal style as he murmurs apologies and little french sayings. "Shh, it's alright now.. you are safe.. with me.." You were too exhausted to fight back, the adrenaline wore off.
He carried you his little residence in Knothole, he would simply have to hope nobody would find out until he could find a more secluded space. He had a few locks on the doors, flowers on the windowsill, it eerie but decently cozy..??
He treats you like a beloved spouse immediately. He cooks for you, brushes your hair/fur, brings you little love letters written in some messy hybrid of french and english..
Whenever you resist or try to get away he gets teary and desperate. "Am I not good enough, mon amour..? Do you not.. feel what I have felt for so long?" He's still convinced you'll learn to love him back one day.. I mean, is he not the perfect husband???
Over time, you give up on resisting. His over the top tenderness started to wear you down, the kindness felt.. somewhat good, still hard to accept. The soft words of adoration in THAT ACCEENNNTTT, and Antoine notices. He clings to every little sign of your growing compliance. "Ah.. you smiled! mon coeur! See? Zis is ze happiness I promised you, non?" He kisses your hand. "We are meant to be, you and I, mon amour."
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give this man more love on the internet i saw like no x readers for him AU REVOIR??????
omg yall i have so much work to do today i cant upload a new fic yet BUT TOMORROWS FRIDAY SO LIFE IS GOOD
Maybe some werehog shadow x reader please?
WEREHOG SHADOW X READER HEADCANONS
ok now imagine him as a werehog lmao
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He was lowkey embarrassed of the werehog form at first. Every night he felt that animalistic pull, he would hide from you, vanishing completely. He’d push it aside when you would bring it up. Only thing going through his head while he’s transformed is, “They can’t see me like this. I’m not.. me.”
he is completely convinced that you’ll be scared of him. He’s afraid you’ll look like him like everyone else did. Like a weapon, like a monster. The idea of you flinching at him or trembling beneath him?? he’d rather die.
Despite all his attempts, he does inevitably end up transforming in front of you. Maybe he was trying to protect you, maybe he was caught off guard and didn’t have time to run or teleport away before he dropped to his knees as his muscles stretched and bulked up, gloves ripping off as his claws dug in the ground. (yeowch!) def goes insane like oh my goodness NO WHY INFRONT OF THEM
When he finally stands up to full height, expecting you to run or yell, you just blink and tilt your head like “…this is why you’ve been avoiding me??”
Shadow is SO CONFUSED, “you’re not.. afraid?” His voice was deeper, growlier, HOT.. He tried to warn you, like “You don’t understand. I could hurt you.. I could lose control. I’m not the same in this form-“ (he really is, just grumpier and more like a puppy lololol)
“You’re still you! Just, with fangs and bigger arms and stuff..” welp! atleast he doesn’t have to hide anymore. NOW FOR THE DATING LIFE!
He isn’t too fond of PDA, or even going out in public in general. Unless he’s fighting off some wild monster, he’ll stay inside whether it’s in a cave or a house. If he does happen to be in public dealing with other people, HES WAY MORE TERRITORIAL! if someone so much as looks at you weird, he’ll growl and step in front of you.
IN PRIVATE THOUGH?? different story. super clingy, possessive, physically needy.. his instincts DEMAND closeness (especially on full moons..!) but seriously he hates how much he wants to nuzzle you, but when he catches someone else’s scent on you?? he just can’t control it! He’ll rub his cheek on your shoulder and neck with a frustrated huff.
HE SLEEPS CURLED AROUND YOU LIKE AN ACTUAL WOLF!! doesn’t even do it consciously, it’s totally instinct. Arms, legs, tail (if you headcanon the werehogs to have a long tail ofc lol), trust it’s all wrapped around you.
When he’s in his werehog form, his temper is EXPLOSIVE! but you can calm him down in an instant. When he’s tense and snarling all you need to do is touch his arm.. then he’ll calm down near immediately.
He’ll never hurt you with his claws, ever. even if he’s mid fight and lost control, he will always recognize you, your scent, your voice.. He’ll be on a rampage and freeze the second he hears your voice.
He howls sometimes, he can’t help it, he is totally embarrassed. You catch him doing it?? he considers starting to hide from you again lmao
You have to help him tame his claws and fur.. He hates the idea of it, but when your gentle hands run through his fur preparing to brush it? He can’t help but melt, a deep rumbling growl in his chest. (i like making non cat characters purr sorry lol)
“This is unnecessary.”
“You’re purring.”
“…No I am not.”
The cuddles are like.. 20 times more intense. Doesn’t even ask for cuddles, he’ll just yank you down.
His ears twitch when you say his name. He pretends to not care, but they perk up every time. He acts annoyed if you tease him about it.
“Cute.”
“…I’ll bite you.”
EAR SCRATCHES MAKE HIM MELT!! the second your fingers touch the base of his ear, his head lowers, eyes close, his tail starts thumping against the bed.. He’ll let out a tiny annoyed groan if you stop.
Chin scratches though?? They’re like an off switch for him, he gets sleepy fast, he’ll head will tilt up, eyes fluttering and he’ll probably start doing that thing where his leg kicks like a giant puppy. (also twitches in his sleep like a puppy)
Even if he pretends he doesn’t like it, he really likes when you’re buried in his chest fur. Especially when you’re sleeping on top of him, sleeping on top of him feels like sleeping on a CLOUD. you can’t believe he’s been hiding all this from you for so long.
He gets upset if you try to fall asleep without cuddling with him. He’ll pull you into his arms so quick and whisper to you,
“You forgot me.”
“…Sorry.”
“Hmph..” (as his grip tightens)
YES he’s embarrassed every time he returns back to normal. but that doesn’t change how he acts when he transforms back. the instincts take OVERRRR
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THANKS FOR EVERYOJE WHO WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Can you please do a yandere werehog sonic x willing reader
YANDERE! WEREHOG SONIC X WILLING READER
i ordered a werehog sonic plush and he is coming next week.
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He knows he’s not normal right now, he always gets a little crazy at night. Ever since the whole werehog thing started, he’s been stonger, feral, obsessed. (wiiiith you!)
He spirals fast. He confesses on a full moon, not because it was planned, but because the instincts are strongest on a full moon. One night, he’s pacing in the forest telling himself, “I gotta tell ‘em. Gotta let them know before someone else does.”
One night you’re just sitting with him, talking, laughing, and you simply mention someone’s name. He snaps. Breath hitches, eyes glowing, his claws dig into the ground.
“I can’t take it anymore. It’s you, It’s always been you! And I- I know I’m a freak right now. I’m not like I usually am. But I need you. You’re all I think about- All I want..” Definitely not the most romantic confession, his voice was filled with pure desperation. His hands rose to grip you by the shoulders.
“Say you feel the same, please, Y/N.”
“..Yeah, I do.”
He freezes, you can see him processing it. Then-
He immediately pulled you in for a kiss. No thoughts, just instinct. It’s teeth and claws and trembling hands cause he’s held this back for SO LONG. He finally pulls back.
“You’re not just sayin’ that? You want me?” You nod.
The growl he let out was relieved, he wrapped his arms around you tight and his tail was wagging like crazy.
“You’re mine now. No goin’ back, got it?”
After the confession, he moves in with you IMMEDIATELY. no suitcase, no asking, just “Hope you weren’t using this drawer. It’s mine now.” literally leaves fur everywhere and acts like YOU are the guest now. (feels kinda bad when he transforms back, he’ll clean it up in an instant. he CAN move at the speed of sound after all, just not as a werehog.)
He refuses to sleep apart from you. Even if it’s hot, even if you’re sick, even if he’s sick. He’s curled around you every night.
He just constantly follows you around the house. If you’re showering, he’s waiting outside the door. If you’re cooking, he’s hovering behind you, hands on your waist.
“What? I like being near you. Sue me.”
He starts calling everything “ours.” Our house, our nest (your bed, btw) our.. our hoodie???
“No, no babe you’re missin’ the point. I live here now! With you. Forever. This is a thing now.”
Gets crazy jealous in public. Laugh at someone else’s joke and he’s draped over you like some giant jacket.
“You laughin’ at his joke? I’m ten times funnier, I’ll prove it to you.”
sulks dramatically for the next hour…
You start catching him taking your things, a hairtie, a shirt, a scarf.. You end up finding them tucked under his pillow. His excuse was that they smelled like you. You were confused cause he literally had you, like, as a person.. Guess he needs to have you even when you’re not around.
He wants to be included in EVERYTHING. Any plans you have, you gotta invite him. If you go shopping, he’s carrying the bags. Sleep-overs?? will not let you go if he’s not there.
Gets moody and feral when you aren’t around. Starts pacing around the house talking to himself, huffing, claws flexing.
“Where are they.. Where are they!? They should’ve been home by now..” Will not resist tracking you down by scent.
He just picks you up randomly, just scoops you up for fun or comfort or something. Even if someone just walks by the two of you, he gets all twitchy and just HAS to have you in his arms. Just letting everyone know who you belong to.
grooms you like an animal sometimes… If you have something on your face, he licks it off. No questions asked.
“Problem?”
“..You just licked my cheek, Sonic.”
“You taste nice.”
Always trying to mark you. Rubs his scent on your neck, nibbles you out of habit, sleeps with your clothes so it smells like him..
He’s really smug about dating you.
“Told you I’d win you over. You never stood a chance.” Then he curls around you like the giant puppy he is. goodness.
He would never hurt you, but everyone else is fair game.
hi guyz its my BIRTHDAY so im motivated and i will pump out some reqs today like a robot happy april 21st to ME!!!!
expect some werehog shadow !
feeds you while working on reqs :D
shadow and y/n hehehe
YAN! STALKER SONIC/SHADOW X STALKER READER
wooo stalker x stalker trope!! basically they break into ur house to watch u sleep or something just to find your room covered in photos of THEMMMM?? (their room looks the same just with photos of reader lol)
SONIC
It was 2:03AM.
You were asleep. Calm. Breathing slowly. The soft hum of the fan covered the quiet sound of air shifting as something, or someone, entered your room.
A blue blur came to a stop. Sonic stood at the foot of your bed, arms relaxed. he had told himself over and over that he wouldn’t do this. That just watching you from a distance was enough. That sneaking in wasn’t necessary. But curiosity had slowly become obsession, and Sonic had never been great at holding back.
What he saw when he stepped inside? He froze.
“…Whoa.”
His voice came out soft, barely a breath.
Your walls were covered in him.
Pictures, newspaper articles, photos from races and missions, even a few grainy ones that had clearly been taken from afar. Some had red strings connecting them. Others had little hearts. There was even one of him mid battle.
“Oh, you’re just as bad as me..” he whispered, grinning like a maniac.
His eyes scanned the room. His missing shoe.. he thought he’d lost that. A stray quill from a fight. One of his gloves. Seriously?
He moved toward your desk. reached out and touched a photo. It was him, mid-run, but there was a note written in your handwriting on the corner.
“Look at him. He’s perfect.”
His heart beat quickly as you shifted in your sleep.
Your eyes fluttered open, dazed and half-asleep.
And then your eyes locked on blue fur, green eyes, and a wide, overly satisfied smile.
“Hiya.”
“What the HELL- SONIC!?”
You shot upright, grabbing your pillow like a weapon.
“Easy, easy!” He laughed, hands up. “It’s just me! No need to get all screechy.”
“You broke into my house?!”
“I mean, broke is such a strong word.” He gave you that familiar grin, but his eyes were darting around, soaking up every bit of your insane Sonic themed bedroom.
“I- Oh my god. You saw. You saw everything.”
He stepped closer, his eyes lighting up.
“You kept my glove,” he murmured. “Didn’t even realize it went missing. You’ve been watching me?”
“…I can explain.”
“Don’t.” He grinned wider. “You just made my whole year.”
You stared. “You’re not weirded out?”
“Weirded out?” He laughed, soft, breathy. “Babe, I’ve got a tunnel in Green Hill full of pictures of you. I time my runs so I pass by your place just when you get home. I faked injuries just to visit your town clinic.”
Your jaw dropped.
“You’re crazy-”
“For you.”
He was suddenly right next to you. Grinning, a little flushed, green eyes glowing.
“You don’t get it,” he said, voice low. “I thought I had to hide it. Pretend I was just the fun hero who waved and ran off. But now? Knowing you feel the same?”
He leaned in. Just inches from your face.
“There’s nothing holding me back anymore.”
Your heart was racing. You hated how fast your mind changed from terrified to curious.
“…So what now?” you asked. Sonic’s smile turned dark.
“Now? You’re mine.”
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SHADOW
The moonlight cast a faint glow across the grass as Shadow stood motionless beneath a tree across from your home. his red eyes gleamed in the dark, focused on your window. You had gone to bed exactly forty seven minutes ago. He knew your routine down to the second.
He told himself this would be the only time he’d do this, that he’d just check in. Make sure you were safe. Nothing more.
But he knew deep down that was a lie.
In the stillness of the night, he murmured,
“Chaos Control.”
A ripple of energy, then silence again.
He stood in your bedroom.
The rush of adrenaline hit him first, the sound of your breathing, the subtle rise and fall of your chest. You looked peaceful, untouched by the darkness of the world. His world.
But then he saw it.
He turned his head slightly, and his breath caught. The wall. The shelves. The desk.
Photos. Of him.
At first he thought his mind was playing tricks. That maybe he’d stepped into some illusion. But the longer he stood there, the clearer it became.
Grainy shots of him mid-battle. Close-ups of his face, some with little hearts drawn next to them. A worn communicator he’d discarded months ago sat neatly displayed. A tuft of his fur???
He stepped forward slowly, eyes narrowing, not in suspicion, but disbelief.
You had watched him. You had collected him.
“You…”
His voice was barely audible. Not even to you, still sleeping. But something twisted deep in his chest. Your obsession mirrored his own.
He reached toward the photos, his fingers hovering over one where he stood atop a burning rooftop, eyes glowing. You’d written next to it in tiny handwriting “I wonder if he thinks about me.”
“Oh, you have no idea..”
Then.. You shifted.
Your eyes blinked open, adjusting to the faint glow of the moonlight through the window.
Then you saw him, sitting at the edge of your bed, staring at your wall.
“…Shadow?”
You bolted upwards.
“What the hell-!? What are you doing in my room!? It’s the middle of the night- How did you even-??”
Shadow didn’t turn to you right away. He simply said.. “You kept my communicator.”
You froze. Your heartbeat quickened as if it wasn’t fast enough already.
“Oh god.”
You stared at the collection of photos and trinkets behind him like it was a shrine. Because, well, it kind of was…!
“I can explain.” you whispered, mortified.
Shadow finally looked at you. His gaze was unreadable.
“You don’t need to.”
He stood, slowly, approaching you.
“I came here tonight to see you. Just for a moment. I didn’t expect to find… this.”
He gestured toward the wall. No judgment. No anger.
“You’ve been watching me.” he continued. “You know what I’ve done. What I’m capable of. And still..”
You looked away. “I know it’s weird.”
“It’s not.”
Your eyes met his again.
Shadow’s expression was calm.
“You’ve seen the worst of me.” He said softly, “And yet… you still admire me. You care.”
You didn’t speak. You didn’t have to.
Shadow stepped closer. Slowly. Carefully. Like a predator approaching prey.
“I thought I’d have to protect you from afar forever.” he murmured. “That if I got too close, you’d run. That I’d hurt you.”
His voice lowered.
“But you’re just like me.”
You felt your breath hitch.
“You… wait, you like me?” you asked, not even sure if you believed it.
Shadow leaned down, brushing your hair away from your face gently.
“I’ve loved you longer than I’ll ever admit.”
Silence wrapped around the room. Then you said it.
“..I’ve loved you too.”
His breath caught, no more restraint.
He leaned in, forehead pressed to yours, his voice rough with emotion.
“You’re mine,” he whispered. “And I won’t let anyone take you from me. Ever.”
And this time, when he sat beside you again, it wasn’t to watch you sleep. It was to stay.
thinking about that stalker x stalker trope with yan! shadow x reader… like.. him sneaking through your bedroom window only to be met with like hundreds of photos of HIM scattered across your bedroom, trinkets that he’s been missing for weeks, one of his gloves that he lost pinned to your wall. omg. you were just like him. AGHHHHHH
if you can yandere werehog sonic x reader headcanons also i love your writing sm!!
YANDERE WEREHOG SONIC HEADCANONS!!
In his normal form, it’s playful jealousy. like, “who’s that guy you’re talking to?” or “Ha! Didn’t know you liked hangin’ out with losers so much!” He plays it off as banter, nothing too serious.
Until night falls.
His werehog forms makes it UNBEARABLE.. when he transforms, it’s like every thought he’s ever had about you is magnified, like his possessiveness is instinctual. Every scent on you.. every word you have ever said to anyone else.. He’s thinking about it, fuming over it even.
Your scent drives him INSANE!! he knows your scent by heart, recognizes it anywhere. He can smell when someone touched you, stood too close, or when you went somewhere without telling him.
If someone brings you up in a conversation he’ll stiffen, his eyes narrowing. They smile when they say your name? “What’s so funny, huh? Got somethin’ to say about them?”
He keeps things that smell like you. A glove you dropped, a piece of cloth.. Once you let him borrow a scarf in his normal form cause it was cold, he never lets that thing go. At night, he curls himself around it, sleeping with it. Growls if someone else even sees it. It’s his now! And if you ever ask for it back? trust you’ll be receiving it covered in werehog fur lol.
this guy is SO TERRITORIAL. He leaves claw marks in places you frequent, trees, walls, benches.. The marks aren’t to warn you, they’re to warn everyone ELSE. just his way of saying “Mine, back off.”
At first he only slightly thinks about kidnapping you. Only in his darkest most unhinged moments that creep in only on full moons when his instincts are the STRONGEST. he hates himself for it, but he cant help but wonder.. What if he takes you somewhere safe? Just for a little while? Just until you understand.
He gets kinda mad when you don’t notice him.. like, not just annoyed. Mad. “What, I’m not good enough to get a second glance outta ya? Fine, ignore me. See what happens.”
He doesn’t mean to scare you.. Well- sometimes he wants to, just to get your attention.
You make him violent, just not towards you. NEVER towards you, but to anybody who gives off the slightest HINT that they’re flirting with you. They’d probably end up with a broken arm or somewhere near a cracked wall. Sonic will just say something like “Oops. Slipped.”
In his normal form, he’ll pretend everything’s fine. Like, who, me? Jealous? Never! But in his werehog form he is just BURNING with need and curling his claws into his palms trying to keep himself from dragging you into his arms.
He paces in the woods and talks to himself about you. “They’d like me if they just gave me a chance.. I could treat them good. Nobody would ever hurt them again.”
He hardly realizes he’s saying it out loud, the moon just makes him honest.
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WOO okay so i feel like werehog sonic wouldnt immediately kidnap reader, maybe like goes absolutely crazy trying to come up with a confession like. im gonna tell them. Gotta tell them before someone else does. and then when he does confess it just sounds more like pleading and desperation lololol, but when you say no he SNAPS and takes you.. just a thought!
How about yandere werehog sonic getting hit in the head with a rolled up newspaper by an angry reader? Seeing big fluffy hedgehog get smacked with a newspaper make me go haha
EEHEEHEEE LOVE IT kinda yandere kinda not gulp
YAN! WEREHOG SONIC X READER
BAD BOY!! BAD!!!
It started when that poor delivery man just looked at you for a few seconds too long. That was ALL it took. You didn’t even get to say thank you for the package before Sonic was behind you, stepping out of the shadows like some horror movie character. His claws were twitching and his chest rose with a low and threatening growl.
The poor guy turned pale, dropped the box and bolted without a word.
“Sonic-!” You shouted before picking up the box and slamming the door behind you. “What in the world was that!?”
Sonic blinked as he looked down at you. “He was looking at you too long.” His voice came out deep and gravelly. “You didn’t like that, I could tell.”
You stared at him. “He was just doing his job!”
“Doesn’t matter. He got too close.” He shrugged.
Your eye twitched. You reached to the nearest object on a table, a newspaper you had forgotten to recycle and quickly rolled it up in your hands, raising it like you were about to swat a misbehaving puppy.
He tilted his head, standing tall with his arms crossed over his chest. Clearly he wasn’t taking this seriously.
He flashed a toothy grin, revealing his fangs. “You really think that’s gonna work on me-“
WHAM!
You smacked him right on the snout.
His head jerked back a bit from the impact, a stunned silence falling over him.
“…Did you just-“
WHAM!
This time SQUARE on the forehead.
“Bad Sonic!” You crossed your arms as he held his up to shield his face. “You can’t just growl at every guy who talks to me! He was just delivering a package!”
Sonic stood there, wide eyed and frozen as he released his guard.
“You hit me with a newspaper..” He finally muttered, his voice cracking at the end, genuinely offended.
You pointed the newspaper at him. “And I’ll do it again.”
He blinked. Twice. Then he grinned. (that DAMN smirk)
“..You know this means war, right?” His fangs glinted in the light.
You didn’t even have time to swing the newspaper before he lunged forward. One second you were standing with your makeshift weapon and the next you were pressed down on the couch being squished beneath 100% pure werehog fluff.
“SONIC-!!” You yelled, uselessly kicking your legs as he wrapped his arms around you. His ears flicked happily and his tail wagged playfully as he nuzzled into your neck.
“You brought this upon yourself.” He rumbled, squeezing you tighter. “See, I was gonna let it go, but nooooo. You just HAD to go and hit me with that newspaper, huh?”
You struggled against him, face smashed into his chest fluff. “I cant- Breathe!”
“Awww, too bad.” He laughed, completely unbothered. “This is your punishment now, you started it.”
You groaned. “Ugh, you’re the worst!”
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we need more werehog love in this world
Hi! Could I request Yandere Shadow, Sonic and Knuckles with a willing reader? Like she’s in love with them too and just happy they reciprocate?
Have a good day!!
YANDERE SHADOW, SONIC, AND KNUCKLES X WILLING READER!!
SHADOW
Shadow was fully prepared to keep you locked away, to force you to stay if he really had to, keep you hidden and have you slowly warm up to him. So when you looked into his eyes with warmth, trust and even admiration.. Shadow froze.
“Hmph, you’re not afraid..?” He tilted his head
“..Why would I be? I love you.”
Shadow is insanely devoted. If you give him an ounce of affection, he returns it with a FLOOD of obsession.
“If I told you I wanted to keep you locked away forever.. would you fight me?” He said with a smirk on his face.
“I’d let you. Like, I’d help you find the perfect lock for the door.” You replied just as playfully.
He’s convinced you’re the only good thing left in his world. He watches you when you sleep, brushing your hair behind your ear.
“You have no idea what you’ve done go me.. I’d destroy the world if it meant keeping you safe. Or just-.. Keeping you.”
He still keeps you isolated from the world, but now it’s a cozy and shared solitude. (and you don’t have to be tied up!) He LIVES for the moments you cling to him just as tightly as he clings to you.
Yandere shadow please 👉👈🥺
I have an autoimmune disease with my bones. ( rheumatoid arthritis) how would shadow react to a reader with said disability
OMG I HOPE I RESEARCHED GOOD ENOUGH HERE YOU GO SORRY IF THIS IS INACCURATE
YANDERE SHADOW X READER WITH RA
(rheumatoid arthritis)
Before the kidnapping, he’d notice subtle signs at first, he is INCREDIBLY observant. He doesn’t say anything at first, but he watches. Every time you flex your fingers like they’re sore, every time you rub your wrists in pain..
When he suspects something is wrong, Shadow starts digging. Whether it’s going through your medical records, watching you at the pharmacy, or following you to a doctor’s appointment.
When he finds out you have RA, it absolutely crushes him. He has an intense urge to protect you from EVERYTHING. He thinks this world doesn’t deserve you, so he’s going to make it easier. He becomes hyperaware of everything that could worsen your condition.
Carrying heavy bags? not anymore! Walking long distances? He can help with that, he’ll just teleport you wherever you need to go. Reaching for something high up? He’s already gone ahead and grabbed it for you.
He notices everything.
“You didn’t tell me you were hurting today, why did you hide it?”
He’s not angry, just a bit disappointed.. He wants you to need him.
One day your suffering made him decide he had enough. This world wasn’t safe enough for you! He could do a much better job. He had to.
“You won’t survive out there.. But with me? I’ll make sure you never hurt again.”
Well.. now after the kidnapping!
He’s removed everything you could trip on. There’s soft carpeting on the floor, soft lighting to avoid headaches, your medications organized neatly on a nearby shelf.. Every part of the room is designed so you never have to strain or reach too far. he literally avoided tying you up to make sure you’re not in pain.. just made sure that everything is locked TIGHT!
Even if none of this was necessary, he wanted you to have the best experience possible.
“I studied everything. You’ll be more comfortable here than you ever were out there.”
Seriously, he knows every single med you’ve ever been prescribed.. down to the side effects and timing.
He’ll hand them to you on the DOT, with water at the perfect temperature and food tailored to your diet. (he literally wont leave the room until you take it he would he genuinely distressed if he ever forgets to make you take them)
this man will not let you lift a FINGER, on bad flare up days he’ll help you with absolutely everything.
Shadow learns exactly where your pain flares up, making sure he avoids putting pressure on your joints and is insanely careful when dressing you, bathing or even cuddling.
He’s always whispering softly to you, but his words always end up circling back to how much you need him.. Still acting like being locked away with him is for your own good.
“You’re safe here, you don’t need to fight anymore.. Just let me take care of you.”
all this forced dependence is just how he sees his loving relationship with you! If you try to do anything alone while you’re clearly hurting, yeah, he’ll be a little upset.
“You don’t trust me to take care of you?” (of course not you literally kidnapped me!) “I took you away so you’d never have to suffer alone again.”
[i read somewhere that sometimes it can get worse in the cold, so here’s some of that!]
When the weather drops, he refuses to leave your side. He’ll wrap you in blankets, hold you close, maybe even carry you if you simply shiver. So yeah, if the cold worsens the pain, he’ll heat the whole house just for you.
“I don’t care how hot it gets in here. I’d rather burn than let you sit there and suffer.”
i wish shadow had a canon werehog form so bad yes i WILL take requests for werehog shadow 💔💔💔 (or vampire shadow too!!)
WEREHOG SONIC X LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD READER!!
! requested yes!!!
The moon hung high in the sky, the faint light of it cast an eerie glow throughout the forest as you tried to keep your eyes on the path. You were on your way to your grandmother’s house to deliver a basket of goodies you had recently bought her at a market. The basket swayed slightly in your hand with each step you took.
Everything around you was quiet, maybe a little too quiet. The soft crunch of leaves beneath your feet were the only sound to be heard until..
Rustle.
You froze, quickly turning to the direction of the sound. Your heart pounded as something stepped out from the bushes. Something huge, something beastly.
Clawed hands, thick deep blue fur, glowing green eyes, FANGS.. It towered over you, the moonlight faintly illuminating its sharp features and wild quills. You stumbled back, letting out a gasp as your basket dropped to the floor spilling everything inside, everything you had prepared so dearly for your grandmother..
“Woah, woah!” The monster raised its hands in defense. “I’m not gonna eat ya! I mean- unless you’re into that-“ His voice was rough, but undeniably playful.
You blinked, breath caught in your throat. “W- What?”
He grinned, fangs glinting in the moonlight. “Kidding! Just kidding..” His expression softened as he rubbed the back of his head. “Aw man, sorry about your basket..” He crouched down, scooping up an apple and tossing it back into the basket.
You finally found your voice. “You made me drop it! Those were for my grandmother!”
“Yeah, my bad.” He laughed sheepishly, helping you gather your things. “Name’s Sonic, by the way..”
You hesitated, but slowly knelt down in front of him to gather your things as well. “..You’re not gonna… Y’know.. Attack me?”
“Nah, I’m more of a ‘save the day’ guy.” He said with a toothy grin.
You narrowed your eyes at him, but as he finished helping you collect your things, his warm, playful energy made it hard to stay frightened.
You scooped up the last of the fallen fruit, shoving it back in your basket with a frustrated huff. Sure, you could save the fruit, but the bread? Wasn’t much you could do about that. Great. Just great.
“You can’t just sneak up on people like that!” You scolded, adjusting the cloth on your basket as you both stood up. “Do you know how terrifying you look?”
Sonic his head, a lopsided grin tugging at his mouth. “Aw, c’mon, I’m not that scary.”
You shot him a deadpan stare, eyes flicking over his monstrous form. His glowing green eyes.. The massive claws, the fangs.. Not that scary? Seriously?
“Okay, okay.. Maybe I gotta little bit of a creepy forest monster vibe goin’ on.. But I swear, I wasn’t trying to scare ya!”
You sighed, shifting the weight of the basket in your arms. “Well.. You did. And now my food’s all ruined!”
Sonic peeked over at the damage. “Yeeeahhh.. That one’s on me.” He scratched his cheek, frowning. “Tell you what, I’ll walk you home. You’re not gonna wanna bring that mess to your grandma now, right?”
You hesitated. “And why would I go anywhere with you?”
He gasped dramatically, clutching his chest. “Ooh- Harsh.” Then he smirked. “But hey, If I was gonna do anything bad, don’t you think I would’ve done it already?”
You paused. He did have a point..
“Fine.” You muttered. “But if you try anything, I will throw this basket at your face.”
Sonic snickered. “Noted.”
With that, he stepped beside you as you began your journey home through the dark woods. You glanced at him, he was definitely strange, but something about him felt oddly reassuring.
If you’re willing, I’d love to spoil Movie!Shadow with all the best things. Maybe just a full spa day for him after his crash down to earth. Of course, I’d definitely gaslight him into thinking bath bombs are real explosives to keep things interesting 😈
I hope you’re having a good day/night/time even if you don’t do my request. Thank you
SPA DAY!!!
MOVIE! SHADOW X READER
WHEW THIS IS KINDA LONG.. this was so adorable though i love it!congrats on first non yandere request LMAO written with human reader in mind, def more on the platonic side!!
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Shadow had been glaring at you for the past 5 minutes. His arms were crossed, muscles were tense, and that usual scowl was still plastered on his face. The only thing that made it entertaining was the white towel draped over his shoulders, showing his clear reluctant participation in today’s plan.
“I don’t see the point of this.” He muttered while eyeing the steaming hot bath like it was some sort of enemy trap. “This is a waste of time.”
You rolled your eyes, grabbing a nice swirly purple and white bath bomb you had recently picked up from the store. “Oh please, lighten up! You’ve been through a lot, you deserve a little relaxation.”
Shadow scoffed, but didn’t exactly protest as you held the bath bomb in your hand. You inspected it before a brilliant idea stuck you.
You looked over at him, eyes wide with mocking seriousness.
“Okay, so this thing.. This thing is dangerous.”
That got his attention. His ears twitched as he turned to face you fully. “..Dangerous?”
You nodded, lowering your voice like you were sharing top-secret government documents. “Yeah, you drop this in the water, and BOOM! explosion.” You dramatically gestured an explosion with your hands.
Shadow’s whole body tensed, his eyes darted between the bath bomb and the tub, analyzing the situation like he was preparing for battle. His fingers twitched like he was debating if he should snatch it from your hands and toss it out the window.
But before he could react, you threw the bath bomb straight into the water.
Shadow flinched. His legs bent like he was about to bolt, arms slightly suspended in the air, quills bristling. But instead of some fiery explosion, the bomb fizzed and swirled in the water, releasing a cloud of color and the soothing scent of vanilla and lavender.
You slowly turned to look at him, trying your absolute HARDEST not to laugh. He looked shocked at first, but then his eyes narrowed as he turned to look at you.
“…You tricked me.”
That was it. You lost it. You clutched your stomach as you laughed uncontrollably, leaning forward a bit. “Oh my god, your face! I should’ve recorded that!”
Shadow scowled, crossing his arms again and looking away, murmuring something about ‘idiotic distractions’ or something. But you didn’t miss the way his quills slowly settled and how he hadn’t stormed out yet.. He was actually tolerating this.
After recovering from your laughing fit, you turned back to Shadow, who was staring at the tub as if it had personally offended him. The bath bomb had fully dissolved, leaving the water a soft shade of purple and covering the surface of the water with a layer of foam.
You placed a hand on your hip. “You are getting in.”
“I don’t-“
“Get. In.”
You stared him down, meeting his same level of intensity. Eventually, he sharply exhaled, muttering something under his breath before he stepped towards the bath.
“I loathe this.” He said, slowly sinking himself into the water. He immediately stiffened up.
“Relax, it’s just water.” You stepped closer, grabbing a washcloth.
Shadow shot you a glare, but slooooowly eased into the warmth of the water. His rigid posture loosened as he placed his hands at the bottom of the tub.
You kneeled down at the side of the tub, dipping the washcloth in the water and squirting some body wash onto it. “Alright buddy, lets get you cleaned up.. Wait, should I be using body wash or shampoo for this? Ehh, whatever.”
You said, pressing the washcloth up against his shoulder and gently rubbing it up and down his arm, trying your best to be careful around sore spots. Up close, you could really see how much he’d been through. Scrapes and bruises littered his entire body from the crash.
“..You aren’t used to letting people take care of you, huh?”
You asked, softly running the cloth down his back.
Shadow huffed, barely opening his eyes. “I can take care of myself.”
“Uh-huh.. And yet, here you are..” You dipped the cloth in the water again before reaching for his quills, he flinched. “Hey, quit moving, I’m trying to wash your hair- er- quills- whatever.”
He sighed but allowed it, tilting his head back for you to work. Once you finished, you grabbed a nearby facial mask, one of those cooling gel sheet masks. “Okay, last step, face mask time!”
Shadow snapped out of his relaxed state, eyes sharpening. “Absolutely not.”
“Oh come on-!”
“No.”
“You survived a fall from space, but a face mask is too much for you?”
He watched as you peeled the face mask out of its packaging and carefully went to place it over his face, but the SECOND it touched his skin- nope. He ripped it off his face, tossing it aside.
“That is disgusting.”
You sighed dramatically. “You’re impossible.”
“Hmph.”
Well, that was the closest you were going to get to a “thank you.”
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Once shadow was washed up and dried off, you guided him over to sit on a low stool in front of you. His fur and quills were still a bit damp, and you could tell he was this close to bolting when he sensed what was coming next.
“You aren’t leaving until I brush you out.” You declared, holding a wide tooth comb in your hand like it was a weapon.
Shadow tensed. “I can handle it myself.”
“Sure you can, but will you? Probably not.” You plopped down behind him before bringing the comb to the thickest parts of his fur. “Just let me do this, okay? You’ll feel better.”
Shadow sighed but didn’t move, and that was good enough for you.
You started slow, brushing through his fur carefully with long and gentle strokes. His shoulders were still tense, but as you worked, you felt him gradually relax. You ran your fingers through his quills, detangling them a bit.
He was softer than you expected. You’d assumed his quills would be coarse and stiff, but once they were damp they had a sleekness to them. His fur, especially around his neck, shoulders and chest was thick but smooth under your fingers.
“Seeeee? Not so bad, huh?” You said as you brushed through the last stubborn knot.
You still couldn’t believe he was actually letting you do this.
You switched to a softer brush and worked through the shorter fur on his arms and back. His breathing evened out as the tension in his muscles fully unwinded. Soon enough, his eyes closed and he slightly tilted his head forward.
You almost gasped. Was he actually enjoying this??
You decided to test it. You ran your fingers along the back of his neck, gently scratching at the base of his quills.
He visibly shivered.
You bit back a grin. “Ohh, so this is the weak spot?”
His eyes immediately snapped open, he turned to glare at you, ears flattening a bit in embarrassment. “Enough-!”
You held up your hands, laughing. “Okay, okay! No more!”
Shadow crossed his arms and looked away.
Still grinning, you pat his shoulder. “See, Shadow? Now you’re all clean, brushed out, and relaxed. Admit it, it was nice.”
Shadow hesitantly answered. “It was.. Tolerable.”
But the flick of his ear and the fact that he didn’t run away completely told you it was way more than that. And that was great.
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HES SO CUTE AHHHH
doing two more requests today i promise 😁😁