May I request a Yandere Sonic, Shadow and Silver (seperate) with a fem reader where comes from a different reality where they are fictional and somehow the hedgehogs became attached and obsessed with reader, reader is very much aware of their behavior and is also one of the reasons why she wants to go home to her own reality fast.
Sending loves to youu!!🫶🏻🤍
A/n: poll on, so now I'm putting images, I couldn't find any good ones
Yandere triple s x reader
Sonic:
At first, you couldnct believe it, you were in Sonics world.
The rolling green hills, the endless loops, the vibrant colors of the world, it was surreal. And meeting Sonic? That was the best part.
He was exactly like you imagined. Charismatic, funny, energetic. You geeked out about meeting him, and he was amused by how much you already knew about him. Sonic took an immediate liking to you, eager to show you around and let you experience the world firsthand.
The first few days were a dream come true. Running through Green Hill Zone, meeting Tails, going toe-to-toe with Eggman (it was actually more like watching Sonic handle it while you stood on the sidelines). Everything felt like a perfect adventure, straight out of a game.
Then, things started getting... off.
It began subtly. Sonic insisted on staying close to you all the time. You figured it was just him being protective. After all, you were just a human, and this world was full of dangers. But the more time passed, the more suffocating it became.
He started pulling you away from the others, cutting conversations short when you were with Tails or Amy. At first, he made excuses, "Hey, let’s get outta here! I've got something way cooler to show ya!" but you quickly realized he was isolating you.you started getting weird dreams.
You dreamed of your real home, your reality, the place you desperately wanted to return to. But every time you woke up, Sonic was already there, sitting beside you with an unreadable expression.
"Another bad dream?" he asked, his voice casual.
When you admitted what it was about, his expression darkened.
"You really wanna go back, huh?" He leaned closer, his smile strained. "I don't get it. You've got me here. What's better than that?"
The moment you realized something was deeply wrong was when you tried asking Tails about ways to return home.
Sonic snapped.
One second, he was his usual self, the next, he had grabbed your wrist, his grip too tight.
"Why do you keep talking about that?" His voice wavered, his usual confident tone slipping into something more desperate. "Aren't you happy here? With me?"
You tried to reason with him, but his grip only tightened. His eyes, usually bright and full of life, had a wildness to them.
"You belong here now" he murmured, more to himself than to you.
From then on, he never left your side. Your freedom was a distant memory. Anytime you tried sneaking off to talk to Tails, Sonic was there. If you attempted to run, he caught you within seconds, always smiling, always acting like it was a game.
"Aw, c'mon, Y/N, you know you can't outrun me."
Every time you tried to bring up leaving, his mood shifted. His smiles became forced, his voice strained.
"Look." he eventually said one night, his voice eerily soft as he trapped you in his arms. "I don't care what reality you came from. This is where you stay."
No matter how fast you tried to run, Sonic would always be faster.
And he wasn't letting you go.
Shadow:
Unlike Sonic, Shadow wasn't immediately friendly.
He kept his distance when you first arrived in the world, observing you with narrowed, calculating eyes. He didn't trust you, not at first. You were an anomaly, something that shouldn't exist in his reality.
But as time passed, Shadow became curious about you. How did you know so much about him? Why did you seem so comfortable around him when most people feared him?
You intrigued him.
Slowly, he started spending more time around you. He was never openly affectionate, but he showed his care in small ways, keeping you close when woth others, ensuring you never strayed too far, glaring at anyone who got too friendly with you.
And then, one day, you mentioned wanting to go home.
Shadow froze.
"You want to leave?" His voice was cold, unreadable.
You explained everything, the fact that he and his world were fictional in your reality, that you had a life to return to. You expected him to be logical about it.
Instead, his expression darkened.
"No."
You turned back to him. "...No?"
Shadow stepped closer, his eyes burning into yours.
"You belong here. With me."
It wasn't a request. It was a statement.
That was when your nightmare truly began.
Shadow started following you everywhere, wether you were aware or not. Always watching, always near. If you ever tried to leave his sight, he'd appear within seconds, his expression always unreadable.
He sabotaged any attempt you made to leave. If you tried to seek help from Tails or Eggman, their machines mysteriously malfunctioned. If you ran, Shadow found you instantly, his Chaos Control ensuring you never got far.
He never hurt you, but his presence was suffocating. Every conversation ended the same way.
"You can't leave."
There was no reasoning with him.
Shadow wasn't keeping you here out of malice.
He was keeping you here because, to him, you were the only thing left worth protecting.
Even if it meant stealing your freedom.
Silver:
Silver was the sweetest at first.
He was kind, gentle, and eager to help you. When you arrived in his world, he was fascinated, your knowledge, your personality, your very existence intrigued him.
And for a while, everything was perfect.
Silver went out of his way to make you comfortable, ensuring you had everything you needed. He was protective, but not overbearing, at least, not at first.
But then, you mentioned going home.
Silver's expression fell, his ears flattening. "What...? You want to leave?"
You tried to explain, but his hands trembled as he grasped your shoulders.
"You can't leave." His voice wavered, his usual optimism crumbling. "I need you here."
From that moment on, Silver changed.
He became more desperate, always clinging to you one way or another, never being more than three feet from you.
Whenever you tried to argue, he just shook his head, pleading. "Please don't talk like that. I love you, Y/N."
He would do anything to keep you.
And if that meant trapping you in his world forever...
YANDERE SONIC, SHADOW, AND KNUCKLES WITH CAPTIVE READER IMAGINES!!
basically them trying to be all lovey dovey with the reader and act like theyre in a normal relationship and the reader is just scared or sad 😣😣
this wasn’t requested i just wanted to write it
knuckles is purple now cause of his beautiful eyes
SHADOW
-You’ll go to sleep alone, only to wake up to Shadow lying next to you, his arm draped over your waist to keep you close. You shift around uncomfortably, he mutters under his breath, half awake.
“Stop moving. You aren’t going anywhere.”
-Shadow will bring you tea or coffee, made perfectly to the way you like it. If you don’t drink it, he’s not gonna leave until you’ve taken at least one sip.
He exhales.
“You’re being so difficult.. It’s made just to how you like it.”
-If hes reading a book or watching a show with you, he’ll make you sit in his lap. His arms will lock around your waist while you’re as stiff as ever.
“Dont worry.. You’ll get used to this. To me.”
-If you cry, his gloved hand will wipe away your tears as he speaks to you softly.
“I don’t like seeing you like this, Y/N.. but if this is what it takes to keep you, I will endure it.”
-Shadow likes to give you kisses. Not exactly gentle, or rough. Just.. Firm. When you pull away, trembling in fear, he hums
“You’ll learn to like it soon enough.”
-If you avoid eye contact, he’ll grip your chin forcing you to look at him.
“Ignoring me won’t change anything. You’re mine. You should act like it.”
-If he notices how scared you are, the way you tremble beneath him, he’ll pull you into a tight hug.
“Don’t be afraid of me, Y/N.. Be afraid of what I’d do to anyone who’d try to take you away from me.”
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SONIC
-Sonic likes to nuzzle against you like everything’s great between you guys. His quills brush against your face as he jokes with you.
“C’mon, babe, give me a smile. Don’t make me tickle it outta ya!”
-He’s always calling him holding you captive a “getaway” as if it’s some sort of fun romantic trip between you two.
-He’ll unexpectedly pull you into his arms and spin the two of you around playfully. Your heartbeat quickens, not in excitement, but more in terror.
“Man, Y/N, you’re just so cute when you’re all flustered!”
-He’ll press a long kiss to your forehead, not caring if you flinch or shudder.
“Awww.. Don’t fight it, sweetheart. You’re stuck with me anyway.”
-If you’re good, he’ll untie you to cuddle with him and watch some TV or something. When you turn away, his grip will tighten around your waist, an eerie tone to his voice will take over.
“Y’know, I could tie you up again if you don’t wanna cooperate.”
-When he sits you two on a couch for this, he’ll suddenly pull you into his lap. You’d try to squirm away, but his grip only tightens.
“Heh, not going anywhere, babe. Get comfy.”
He’ll bring you blankets when it’s cold, wrapping them around your shoulders. His hands stay around your shoulders as he grins.
“See? I’m taking care of you, so maybe you should show me a little appreciation.”
-If you don’t talk to him, he’ll just talk for you. Always going on rants about how amazing you are, or how amazing he is. He leans back on a wall, arms behind his head.
“Hey, I bet if you weren’t so busy pouting all the time, you’d admit you kinda like it here.”
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KNUCKLES
-Knuckles is always holding your hand. Not at all loosely, really tightly.. If you try to pull away, his grip will only tighten.
“Stop resisting.”
-He likes to stroke your hair, always murmuring things about how soft it is. It almost feels comforting, until you realize why you’re here.
-You won’t stop crying. Frustration is evident in his eyes as he wipes your tears away, demanding an answer.
“Tell me what to do to make you happy.”
He knows what you’ll say. Let you go. But he’s not ready to accept that.
-Knuckles insists on carrying you around everywhere, lifting you up with ease while your wrists are still bound as you hold them close to your chest. He ignores the way you tremble in his arms.
“You’re safest with me, you’ll understand one day.”
-You try to move away when he sits next to you. He doesn’t let you. He wraps his arm around you, holding you close.
“You should feel honored. Nobody else get’s this close to me.”
-You try to keep as much space between you two as possible, but that’s hard when he crawls into bed with you at night, pressing himself against your side and wrapping his arms around you knowing you can’t do anything about it.
“You looked cold. I’m not letting you push me away anymore.”
-If you refuse to look at him, looking down when he speaks to you face to face, his large, gloved hand will cup your cheek and tilt your head up. His purple eyes locked onto yours.
“I don’t like being ignored, Y/N”
-He catches you eyeing the locked door? Without a thought about it, he’ll redirect your attention to him by standing in front of it, arms crossed.
a/n: This was supposed to be the yandere headcanons remake but it ended up being one-shot instead. Oopsie! Also, I didn't know how to categorize it. It's not quite suggestive but it's also not really sfw? I dunno, you guys tell me lol.
Shadow stood outside of your apartment's kitchen window, his hand twitchy as it hovered over the windowsill. His hand closed into a fist as he steeled himself. He needed to see you. He hadn't seen you all day and he was worried. What if something had happened to you? He wasn't even sure if you were home, even though you should be. He knew your schedule, he memorized it.
And you deviated from it.
Shadow grabbed the edge of the barely cracked open window, lifting it slowly yet impatiently until it was all the way opened. He put one foot onto the sill, slowly lifting his body inside. Sadly, his foot shifted and he knocked over one of your succulent plants, falling over with a clack and almost falling off of the sill. Thanks to Shadow's quick reflexes, though, the pot it was in didn't break. He set it back down onto the windowsill and let out a breath. His reprieve was short-lived, however, when the creak of a door and the plod of bare footsteps was heard from down the hallway.
Shadow quickly slid himself out of the window and hopped onto the tile floor of your kitchen, hiding himself under the table. So you were home. He was glad to know you were safe, but angry that he wasn't able to protect you at all times today.
You rounded the corner, wearing your favorite fuzzy slippers, and a disheveled robe. Shadow blushed heavily, you were only wearing a tank-top and panties underneath! How uncouth! You should be dressed properly, and comfortably, for bed. Shadow watched as you passed by the table and opened the fridge, grabbing your water purifier. You moved over tot he cabinet next to the window and stopped, staring at it. Shadow stopped his breathing, his heart rate high. Do you know that he's here?
"Huh. Thought I closed that," you say, a yawn forming mid-sentence. You close the window and grab a glass form the cabinet, filling it up with the water from the purifier. Putting the purifier back, you start heading back to your room, drinking your refreshing water along the way.
Shadow got up, silently following you. You were so sleepy that you didn't even notice him following you. Yet another reason why he has to protect you. You don't even pay attention to your surroundings.
You set the now-empty cup on your nightstand, flopping onto your bed unceremoniously. Shadow watched form your door as you started softly snoring in minutes. He chuckled to himself quietly. Your antics were cute to him, one of the many qualities he liked that he'll never admit.
Shadow made his way over to you, his hand hovering over your arm for a moment before moving his bed down to your comforter and sheets, tucking you in, making sure you're comfortable. His eyes trailed back up to your face, taking in your sleeping features. He sat down on the side of the bed, his hand moving up to lightly touch your cheek. You're just so beautiful. He wants to keep you safe, where nobody can hurt you. Where nobody else can touch you.
Shadow leaned in, his face barely touching yours, as he stared down at your lips as you softly snored. He closed his eyes and leaned in a little bit more... Before stopping, dipping his head down. He can't steal a kiss from you like that. He'll wait for you. After all, he's your only protector. He'll wait patiently by your side forever.
He leaned away, sliding his hand down your face, lightly touching your neck as it traveled down, passing your chest, tracing in-between your breasts before finally settling down at your hip. Shadow shifted his position on the bed, laying down next to your sleeping form, his hand still on your waist. That's when you suddenly moved in your sleep, stretching before tossing to your side, hugging onto Shadow. His face flushed as you held him to your chest.
Shadow's eyes were wide in shock. His body was tense, he wasn't use to being held. The last time he was held was... His eyes welled up with tears. He held you back, though a bit tightly. He laid there in your arms, feeling safe. He was supposed to be the one to protect you, though, wasn't he? Now he's being protected by you. He knew you were special. You belong to him.
Shadow closed his eyes. Maybe he'll just stay there for a few more minutes....
Guess who has been thrusted into the Yandere Shadow the Hedghog hole~!
That’s right, it’s me. I’m fucking cringe.
Anyway, I wanted to share some of my own headcanons for a Yandere Shadow. I’ve seen so many cool ones but nothing that’s unhinged enough for me. (I’m sorry, I like them crazies.)
(Reader is assumed to be a Mobian.)
First things first: as soon as Shadow meets you for the first time he’s obsessed with you. Either because you act similarly to Maria or because of other factors, he’s head over heels.
He’s the type to watch you through your windows at night, Scream movie style (love Matthew Lillard). He excuses this to himself as “just protecting you from possible break-ins,” but we all know it’s because this boy is down bad.
Sometimes he’ll call your phone while outside, just so he can see your facial expressions as the two of you talk.
Weeks go by like this without you even knowing he’s even out there. To be fair, he’s practically invisible thanks to his fur (quill?) color.
You get so used to talking to Shadow on the phone so much that you don’t even notice when he’s entered your home, either through an unlocked window or door. He might even just chaos control his way inside.
He mostly just watches you sleep, might even caress your fur, hair, or quills as he thinks to himself: “Mine.”
It might even get to the point where he climbs into your bed and listens to your breathing as he cuddles you, all while you’re none the wiser. (Too much? Haha.)
Strangely enough, you tend to wake up more refreshed than usual on those nights that he does. You also have strange dreams, which is not helping the already-developing crush that you’re having towards Shadow. (But we all know those aren’t just “strange dreams.”)
Even though Shadow is a brick wall when it comes to expressing his emotions, his teammates (specifically Rouge) notice his odd behavior. And, it isn’t long until they call him out on it.
Of course, Shadow just brushes it off. They don’t understand. He wants to protect you. He needs you.
Raindrops shimmered like glass under the dim glow of the streetlights. The air was cold—just like Shadow’s eyes. You were staring into them, but his mind was somewhere else.
“How many times do I have to tell you?” he muttered, his voice almost lost in the wind. “Stay away from me.”
You swallowed hard. You had expected him to push you away, but not like this. Not this harshly.
“Shadow, why are you doing this?” Your voice trembled. “Don’t tell me you don’t care, because I won’t believe you.”
His fists clenched. He turned his gaze away from you, as if accepting your words would only make things worse.
“Caring…” he repeated, his voice distant. His red eyes gleamed for a moment in the darkness. “Everyone I’ve ever cared about is dead.”
A chill ran down your spine. Maria. Professor Gerald. His past was darker than any shadow he could ever cast.
“All I had left was revenge,” he continued, his voice like stone. “But then you… You stepped into this darkness and tried to change something. But you don’t understand, do you?”
His eyes met yours. He was angry. He was broken. And worst of all, he was afraid.
“If I lose you too, I won’t recover.”
Silence. Only the sound of the rain remained. Then, slowly, you reached out and touched his trembling hand. He almost pulled away—but instead, for the first time, he held on.
“I’m here, Shadow,” you whispered. “And I’m not going anywhere.”
That night, in the cold rain, for the first time in a long while, Shadow didn’t feel so alone.
tw; yandere, mentions of stalking, obsessive behavior, kidnapping, creepy shadow,
yandere!shadow who slowly yet completely becomes utterly consumed by you. what started as a simple, budding interest bloomed into a deeper fixation to where thoughts of you become a constant on his mind, so much to the point where mere thoughts of you aren't enough, he needs to see you, he needs to breathe in your scent, needs to touch you, feel you.
a simple touch, a ghosting of the hands sends electricity down his spine and it leaves him with a tingle, the area that you had simply brushed against burning. he needs more.
so shadow quite literally, becomes your shadow; everywhere you go, he's a few steps behind. you may think you are alone but you never truly are, not anymore, because he's always there hidden away where you can't see him. you could be out in the park, enjoying nature he's hidden away in a tree, watching you. you make a quick trip to the market? you fail to see the black and red figure at the very top of the building, jumping from one to the other, following you on the path you took to your home. in the coziness and 'safety' of your home you never realize the pair of crimson eyes constantly watching you from outside your windows as you do your leisure deeds; reading a book, cooking dinner, watching tv, shadow observes it all. yes, there are far better things he could be doing but you fascinated him, he's so enraptured by everything you do, his eyes following every movement, memorizing every step, to where he knows your whole routine like the back of his hand.
in a way, it angers him; him, the ultimate lifeform, being so infatuated by a simple, mere mobian like you. shadow didn't know what it was about you that made an ache form in his chest at the very thought of you, that made him burn with need. you made him sick, made him feel weak and things he was not used to at all, and you needed to fix it. you were going to fix it because the only cure to the madness you caused was becoming his.
so he plots everything, preparing rigorously and to perfection. he knew your daily routine, knew where you went, what time you did and when you'd return. he knew the exact moment to strike, it wouldn't be hard. you weren't much of a fighter anyways. but even when you did fight against him, it doesn't take him much to overpower you. he admires how beautiful you look, unconscious in his arms as he teleports you away to your new home. he knows it'll take some time getting used to, but he went out of his way to set up the room in the way you'd like; from items he'd stolen from your old room to ones he'd purchased specifically for you. he knew what you liked. everything was to your liking, the colors of the walls, the comforter on the bed. the clothes that hung in the closet was your exact style, your exact size, in your favorite colors and everything.
you'd probably be scared when you eventually woke up. you'd probably cry, probably scream and beg to go home, but he was prepared. it would all be okay, you'd be safe with him. you'd be happy with him. eventually. you'd probably try convince him to let you go, but that wouldn't be happening. because once shadow made up his mind about something, there was no changing it. you belonged with him now.
it wasn't like you ever stood a chance; because his heart decided you were his the moment he laid eyes on you.
Sure! 🐋 Anon helped me out with this :) Hope you like what we came up with!
Prompts Here
Yandere! Shadow Prompts 11, 14, 22
“You don’t even know how lucky you are. I protect you, and provide for you. Don’t act so ungrateful.”
“I just want you all to myself. Is that such a crime?”
“I know it’s creepy, but I love watching you sleep. It’s peaceful, you know?”
Pairing: Platonic/Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Kidnapping, Isolation, Fear of loss, Overprotective behavior, Manipulation, Delusional behavior, Forced companionship/relationship.
In his eyes, isolation was safety. After all... No one could hurt you if they can't find you. That was how Shadow had intended to save you after all.
You are his best companion ever since Maria. When he saw Eggman kidnap you... The hedgehog couldn't just sit back and watch. Seeing you around Eggman flashed him back to... darker times.
Shadow couldn't let you suffer.
"Chaos Control!"
When you opened your eyes, you were greeted with Shadow. You weren't expecting the hedgehog to save you... let alone know where you were. However, despite all that... you were thankful to see him and his red irises.
Until you realized Shadow would never remove your chains... instead keeping you in a room not even you know the location of.
In the hedgehog's eyes, this was caring for you. Keeping you somewhere away from prying eyes was protecting you. He looked you over for wounds, gave you food and water... he looked after you.
But those old chains remain on your body... Escaping one captor in exchange for another.
"Why do you insist on doing this?" You found yourself asking one day. He cared for you enough to give you fresh clothes and food. So... why does he keep you here in heavy chains?
"I'm doing what's best for you." Shadow admits, a pang on guilt on his face as he sighs. "Here... you won't be in danger. I hate to admit it but... I just want you all to myself. Is that such a crime?”
Afterwards, you continued to stay in isolation. Shadow's answers never made any sense. Too far in his delusions of safety to consider any other alternative.
Even with the chains removed, the room you were left with was heavily trapped. Shadow always seemed to know what you were up to. Especially when you fall for one of his attempts to deter your escape.
The first few times you fell for a trap, you woke up with the hedgehog standing over you. He always had a look of disapproval on his face. As though you were a misbehaving child... not a captive.
Even now as you feel for a particularly hard hitting trap... you're left dazed with the hedgehog crossing his arms over you.
“You don’t even know how lucky you are. I protect you, and provide for you. And yet you act so ungrateful?” His voice hisses in disapproval, looking down at you with annoyance. He calls you ungrateful as though you're an entitled brat.
Entitled for wanting freedom...?
You're too busy pondering why you're head hurts and what happened to notice the small smile on his lips. You assumed you fell for a trap... but what? You then hear Shadow chuckle darkly, snapping your attention to him.
“I know it might seem strange, but I enjoy watching you sleep. It’s... peaceful.” Shadow sighs, watching you teeter in and out of consciousness.
You struggle with yourself helplessly as Shadow clasps on those dreaded chains again. It seems you aren't ready to live without them. The metal and Shadow's fur is your only comfort as you give up.
The last thing you see before falling unconscious is Shadow's red eyes...
The very same ones you thought would save you days... now belong to those of your new captor.
