#Espio x reader

[im-so-normal-iswear]

The lack of yandere/non-yandere metal sonic and espio is a crime.

Can I have them react— it can be separately or not —to gn Y/N that is a fourth wall breaker.

Like during a fight between metal sonic, reader just began to randomly talk to nothing or he just thought they're talking about him but actually talking to the views, so he said "Enough chit chat. Die." To Y/N and reader just say: "dude, I'm not talking to you. Im talking to the audience!" And metal sonic be like: "tf u mean???" Our metallic hedgehog is confused as hell.

And to Espio. Oh Espio... he thought you had an imaginary friend the more he observes your behavior. So when you said something like: "Dude think he's completely invincible when I can clearly see the outline of his figure, don't you agree? Oh yes you, I'm talking to you. Person behind that screen." Y/N... what screen are you talking abou? There's no such thing as screen here. The more he observes you will leave him so very confuse.

Woah, that's a long request! I hoped I did not overwhelmed you.

A/n: i dont think metal sonic is able to talk but since the ask specified it im putting it in

Metal Sonic/Espio x Fourth-Wall-Breaker Reader

Metal sonic:

The clash of energy fills the air as you dodge Metal Sonic’s sharp claws, the sound of his limbs slicing through the atmosphere like a razor. His glowing eyes lock onto you, and you can hear the wirring of machinery as he ran calculations through his processor to predict your next move. But instead of fighting back, you stop in the middle of the battlefield, throwing your hands up in a dramatic gesture.

"Alright, folks," you begin, turning away from Metal entirely, "this guy is like, a total edge-lord, but i guess you people are used to it, after all more than half of you guys are head over heels for Shadow."

Metal Sonic pauses, hovering mid-air, his processors stuttering for a moment as he attempts to comprehend your behavior. "...What?" His voice is sharp, but filled with confusion.

You turn to him, blinking innocently. "What? Oh no, not you. I’m talking to the audience."

There’s a long pause. "...Audience?" He repeats. "There is no one else here but you and me."

"Oh, Metal," you sigh, shaking your head as if he’s a toddler who just doesn’t get it. "There’s always someone watching, or, reading in this case." You mutter the last part more to yourself. "Like, you don’t think this fight is just happening in a vacuum, do you? Someone’s reading this right now! Probably rooting for me, too."

His thrusters whir louder as he tries to process your words. "You are speaking nonsense. There is no logical-"

"Oh, there’s plenty of logic!" you interrupt, pointing a finger at him. "Like, for example, you’re basically Sonic’s evil doppelgänger, but you still have a cool factor because robots are inherently neat. And let’s not forget your whole ‘I will surpass my original’ arc. Very compelling stuff."

"I am the real Sonic," he snaps, suddenly defensive. "But this irrelevant chatter will end now. Die."

You roll your eyes, sidestepping his attack without effort. "Dude, I just told you, I wasn’t even talking to you! Stop making it about yourself."

Metal Sonic halts again, his metal claws still raised mid-swing. "...You were not speaking to me?" His voice glitches slightly as he repeats the question.

"Nope," you reply cheerfully, tapping your temple. "I was breaking the fourth wall. Talking to the readers. You know, the people behind the screen. By the way, hi there! Thanks for reading so far."

Metal Sonic stares at you. "What… is a fourth wall? What screen? You are delusional."

"Delusional?" You laugh. "If I’m delusional, then what are you? You have literally convinced yourself your the 'original' of someone else, crazy delusional if you ask me"

For a moment, Metal Sonic’s circuits nearly short out as he tries, and fails, to process your words. He recalibrates himself, his voice monotone "I do not understand your nonsense. It is irrelevant. I will terminate you now."

"Okay, but you’re really just proving my point," you say, hands on your hips as he rushes toward you again. "See? Perfect villain behavior! You’re predictable, but in a way that makes the plot move forward. Classic stuff. Oh, and to whoever’s reading, place your bets now! Will he explode in a dramatic fireball, or will he retreat while promising to get stronger?"

Metal Sonic’s screech of frustration echoes across the battlefield, but his confusion never quite leaves him.

Espio:

Espio moves silently through the forest, his form practically invisible in the dense shadows. He’s been observing you for a while now, fascinated, and increasingly baffled, by your behavior. As a ninja, he prides himself on understanding people’s intentions, but you? You’re an enigma.

"Alright," you suddenly announce, breaking the silence. "Let’s just address the elephant in the room. That invisible trick? Super cool. But you’re not actually invisible, Espio. I can see the outline of your figure. You’re like... one of those cheap cloaking devices from a sci-fi movie."

Espio freezes, his position no longer concealed. "What?" His voice is calm but laced with confusion. "How did you-?"

"Don’t worry about it," you interrupt, waving him off. "Anyway, what do you all think? Pretty impressive, right? I mean, I get the whole ninja aesthetic, but at the same time, it’s kinda predictable. Personally dont see what you see, actually... Hm... Maybe..."

Espio steps forward cautiously, his eyes narrowing. "What are you doing? Are you talking to yourself?"

"Exactly!" you exclaim, spinning around to face nothing. Or at least, that’s how it looks to him. "On a technicality I mean... The person reading this knows what I’m talking about. Right? Like, you’ve definitely got a little crush-crush on the guy haven’t you? Oh, don’t be shy. I’m talking about you."

Espio tilts his head slightly, his usually composed demeanor cracking. "There is no one else here."

"Well, duh," you say, rolling your eyes. XOf course you can’t see them. You’re part of the story."

"The story?" His voice falters slightly, and for the first time, you see genuine uncertainty on his face. "Are you suggesting this is some form of illusion?"

"Not illusion," you correct. "More like a narrative construct. You’re a character, and I’m a character, but I’m the one who knows it. You follow?"

Espio stares at you for a long moment, his expression unreadable. "You believe someone is observing us?"

"Not just believe, know," you reply, tapping the side of your head. "I mean, they’re probably laying on their bed reading this instead of doing some work they should really stop holding off on. Hey, reader, hope you’re having a good day! Seriously though, stop procrastinating"

Espio’s hand instinctively moves toward his weapon. "You are either incredibly insightful or entirely delusional."

"Oh, Espio," you sigh dramatically. "That’s what makes this so fun. I get to say all the stuff that you’re too serious to notice. Like how you’re totally the ‘stoic and mysterious’ type. Fans love that, even if your not too popular."

He lowers his weapon slightly, though his suspicion remains. "Your behavior id unusual. Are you speaking to an imaginary companion?"

"Imaginary? Please. They’re as real as you or me. Well, okay, maybe more real, depending on how you look at it."

Espio exhales deeply, clearly trying to make sense of your words. "You are… unlike anyone I’ve ever met."

"And that’s what makes me the protagonist," you say with a grin. "Now come on, ninja boy. Let’s get back to whatever plotline we’re supposed to be following. Oh and reader, hows it feel for one of your favs to be tmone of the most underappreciated characters? Im sympathetic" you put a hand to your heart in mock solemn before stretching up and walking off.

Espio watches as you stroll ahead, his confusion only deepening.

[whitecompri]

Can we get some Infinite and Jet As dads if it hasn’t been done already? similar to your sonic, shadow, silver and scourge as dad x reader post?

Daddy Daycare Part 2

Check Out: Daddy Daycare Hedgie Edition

Pairing: Tails x Reader; Knuckles x Reader; Jet x Reader; infinite x Reader; Espio x Reader; Vector x Reader.

Genre: Comedy

Rating: G (General)

Warnings: None

A/N: Thanks for the request! And here it is, with six characters. I decided to put them all together to fulfill all the requests, and it was a fun challenge to write for each of them. I hope you like it.

Tails

When you told Tails that he would have to take care of your daughter alone for a day, a smile immediately appeared on his face. He loved spending time with the little one and had already started mentally planning all the games and educational activities they would do together.

At that moment, Tails sat on the floor of his workshop, facing his daughter. He had placed a soft rug there, where the two of them could play in a cozier spot. Turning slightly, the fox reached for a box he had brought, opening it and pulling out some board games, puzzles, crosswords, and various other educational toys and activities he had found, eager to have fun with his little copy.

"Alright, where should we start? We got lots of options, huh?" He smiled at his daughter. The little fox grinned back, looking around at everything.

"This one, Daddy!" She pointed to the Lego box near Tails.

"Ah, great choice! Let’s start by building something cool. You can even make a plane, just like Daddy." Tails scooted closer to her, tipping the open box over, letting all the pieces spill onto the rug. Her ears perked up attentively, while her two tails wagged excitedly.

As the minutes passed, everything seemed peaceful and enjoyable. They had built castles, other structures, and even small vehicles with colorful pieces. Tails constantly encouraged his daughter’s creativity, noticing how incredibly smart she was, even at such a young age.

"Alright, sweetheart, Daddy’s gonna make us a snack, okay?" The fox got up from the rug, heading to his workshop’s counter, where he had already set aside some fruits and crackers for when they got hungry. "While I get everything ready, you can keep building. I’ll be right back to see what you’ve made."

The little one nodded at him, her attention quickly returning to the pieces in her hands, delicately fitting them together. She cast a thoughtful look at the Lego pieces, glancing around as if searching for something.

Tails was preparing the plates, slicing some fruit and placing the crackers around them. That’s when his ears twitched, shifting backward. He narrowed his eyes as he picked up on the sound of what seemed like electrical sparks. But what could it be? He had made sure not to leave anything potentially dangerous near his daughter.

Turning around, the fox observed his daughter. She was still in the same spot, facing away from him, and everything seemed normal—until he heard the sound of duct tape being stretched and saw her handling something other than a toy.

Moving closer quickly but quietly, Tails watched the scene, trying to understand what was happening. That’s when his eyes widened. His daughter was carefully wrapping duct tape around some Legos, securing them tightly to what Tails deduced was an old, broken vacuum cleaner. The structure bore an uncanny resemblance to a small motor, despite being colorful and patched together with tape.

His eyes followed the setup, noticing that the vacuum cleaner wasn’t plugged in. He felt a brief wave of relief, knowing she wasn’t in too much danger.

That relief lasted until her tiny hand reached for a small button in the middle of the Legos. The bizarre machine turned on, releasing smoke, making a ridiculous noise, and even shooting out occasional sparks onto the floor.

Tails' jaw dropped as he watched the scene, even more shocked when he realized she had built a functional portable motor out of Legos using a vacuum cleaner and duct tape—all in the few minutes he had spent preparing their snack.

"Sweetheart… what are you doing?" Tails asked quietly, taking a step closer and kneeling beside her, looking at the bizarre invention in astonishment.

"Oh, I just wanted to try making a simple project, you know? But it didn’t turn out the way I wanted…" She said thoughtfully, scratching her chin as she examined her invention.

"And how did you want it to turn out?" Tails asked hesitantly, knowing the answer would probably alarm him.

"Something simple, Daddy, just an automatic generator powered by the dust buildup inside the vacuum cleaner." She said it so naturally.

"Is… is something like that even possible?" The fox asked, stunned. His daughter just shrugged.

"That’s why I’m testing it! It might lead to something!" She said excitedly, picking up some remaining vacuum cleaner parts from the floor.

Tails' jaw practically hit the floor at that. His eyes scanned every detail of the improvised contraption, mentally analyzing how she had managed to build something like that so quickly. He grabbed a screwdriver from the table and gently poked at the motor, furrowing his brow with a mix of shock and fascination.

And as he observed her two tails swaying from side to side, mimicking a gesture he himself often did when happy, while she eagerly tried to adjust the vacuum cleaner, all he could feel was deep pride for his daughter and how much she resembled him in so many different ways.

--*--

At the end of the day, you arrived home, opening the door while carrying the day’s groceries in your free hand. Immediately, your eyes landed on Tails and your daughter, sitting at the kitchen table, their yellow fur completely messy and dirty. You let out a muffled chuckle at how they interacted—Tails and your daughter had bright, eager eyes as they excitedly tinkered with pieces and screws on the table, searching for the right tools while laughing and chatting.

"Looks like you guys are having fun. I’m glad." You smiled at them, stepping into the kitchen to place the groceries on the counter. A few seconds later, you felt a tight hug around your leg. Turning, you picked up the little one in your arms.

"We were having a blast, and I gotta admit, I’m really impressed with her skills…" Tails chuckled, scratching the back of his head as he stood up to hold your hand affectionately.

"It’s no surprise, she’s really smart—just like her dad." Tails blushed slightly under his fur before letting out a soft laugh.

"But I’m serious! She even built a motor using Lego, duct tape, and a vacuum cleaner." The fox laughed as he hugged you.

"Wow… I bet you have a lot to teach her about mechanics and all that, huh?"

"For sure! And I know she’s gonna make me even prouder—I have no doubt about it."

That’s when the little one’s big blue eyes focused on Tails.

"Daddy, I can fix the Tornado for you already." She said quietly, a mischievous little grin on her face, enjoying teasing her father even at such a young age.

"N-no, sweetheart, not yet. We don’t want any accidents happening. But who knows—when you’re a little older, I’ll teach you everything about aerodynamics and propulsion. And maybe then, you’ll even get to fly your own plane…" Tails chuckled, ruffling the yellow fur on her head.

The little one giggled, curling up closer in your arms.

"And I bet I’d fly even better than you, Daddy."

Tails’ eyes widened for a second before he laughed, crossing his arms and pretending to be offended.

"Oh yeah? Then I guess we’ll have to race in the skies when you grow up to see if that’s true, huh?" He chuckled, stroking his daughter’s ear while pulling you into another hug, already looking forward to the incredible future full of inventions she would bring along with her.

Knuckles

When you had to leave for a day and leave the little red echidna with her father, you didn’t even have to think about worrying. After all, even though Knuckles was still quite clumsy at parenting, he had great protective skills, probably developed over the years he spent—and still spends—guarding the Master Emerald. This was proven even more when he nodded vehemently with a determined look at your request, assuring that nothing would happen to your daughter.

So, Knuckles crossed his arms, paying attention to his daughter on the carpet, narrowing his eyes as he scanned the surroundings. That’s when the little one stood up, walking over to the couch, trying to climb up. Knuckles' eyes immediately widened, and he rushed to her, quickly picking her up.

"Don't climb up there! It's dangerous, you might fall..." He looked at her, alarmed. The little one just raised an eyebrow.

"Dad... It's just the couch..." She said, unimpressed, already somewhat used to his protective mannerisms.

"I’ve seen plenty of grown-ups get hurt for no reason, so I’d rather be safe than sorry. Trust your old man, I know what I’m doing!" He said, placing her back on the floor and sitting beside her. "Let’s stay on the carpet, it's safer..." He muttered, watching as his daughter sighed and reached for some sheets of paper and pencils, starting to draw.

He carefully watched every movement she made and her artistic work, and then his eyes widened again.

"Wait, stop right there... You might hurt yourself with that!" He pointed at the pencil in her hand. The little one frowned.

"Dad... The pencil looks safe..." She started to say, closing her eyes.

"I don’t care if it looks safe! If there’s even a chance you could get hurt, I’m going to prevent it!" He grabbed the pencil, examining it and testing it against his arm, pressing the tip. "Way too dangerous... And this? I’ve seen people get cut with this!" He pointed at the sheet of paper.

"It's a piece of paper, and even if I did get cut, it wouldn’t even tickle." The little one said, crossing her arms. Knuckles crossed his arms too.

"I made a vow to your mother that I would keep you safe. A paper cut means I failed!"

She just huffed, standing up again and heading toward the kitchen. Knuckles watched her go and got up to follow. She held onto the chair to sit down, and the furniture wobbled dangerously, nearly tipping over. The echidna tried to stop it, rushing toward her, but in the process, he tripped on the table leg, hitting the floor with a loud thud and a huff.

"Dad!" The little one looked at him, kneeling beside him.

"I'm fine, I've been through worse." He got up while she held his hand.

"Can you at least get me a cookie, Dad?" She asked quietly, pointing to the high cabinet.

"Of course, leave it to me, kiddo." He stretched, heading to the cabinet, grabbed the small step stool, placed it correctly, and climbed up, reaching for the cookie jar. However, at that moment, he lost his balance. He managed to land on his feet before any major disasters, but then several jars and pots came crashing down on him.

The little one momentarily closed her eyes at the loud clatter of the pots raining down on him.

"Dad..?" She approached as he stood slightly hunched, rubbing his head.

"I'm fine... Heavier things have fallen on me before..." He assured her with a smile.

"There's no point in you getting all beat up just to protect me!"

"The important thing is that you're safe, kid..." He looked at her determinedly.

"Safe from what? Getting a paper cut?!"

"What matters is that you didn’t get cut, no matter how it could have happened..." He insisted, crossing his arms. The little one just sighed. He looked at her expression, frowning. "Maybe I overdid it... But only because I will never let anything happen to you. You're my little girl, and that means no one—not a couch, not a pencil, nothing—is going to hurt you while I'm around."

"Dad..." She hugged him, already knowing he wouldn’t stop there and would continue protecting her no matter what.

--*--

By the end of the afternoon, you opened the door, walking in distractedly, but then jumped slightly at the first thing you saw. Knuckles was on the couch, covered in band-aids, holding an ice pack to his head. On the floor, your daughter sat with her arms crossed, watching TV with a smug little grin.

"Should I even ask what happened here?" You approached, sitting next to him.

"I successfully protected my daughter!" He said, giving you a thumbs-up. You raised an eyebrow, looking closely at his current state.

"I literally did nothing all day..." Your daughter said.

You covered your mouth, laughing in disbelief at what had transpired.

"Knuckles... I don’t think the house has that many dangers..." You held his hand.

"The house has far more dangers than you can imagine..." He closed his eyes as you chuckled softly.

Being overprotective was an interesting trait, but you still had to teach him some boundaries about it.

Jet

When Jet heard you say that he would have to spend the day with his little daughter, a wide grin spread across his beak as he immediately started planning all the activities and competitions he would do with her—and all the ways he would beat her at everything.

He stepped onto the grass in the backyard, carrying a skateboard under his arm, making his way toward his daughter, who was sitting down watering some flower pots.

"Hey, kiddo! Wanna have a little competition with your old man?" Jet asked excitedly, crouching next to the little green-feathered hawk. She looked up at him, surprised, before a sly smirk formed at the corner of her beak.

"You think you can beat me, Dad?" she said quietly, challenging him.

"Hah! You’re getting pretty cocky, but I’ll give you a chance to prove it. Here." He placed the skateboard on the grass. "You gotta use this one—your mom would kill me if I let you ride an Extreme Gear at your age."

"Easy peasy, I could beat you with my eyes closed and one hand behind my back." The little one laughed as she stood up.

"Oh, you think you can beat the greatest of the Babylon Rogues? Now this I gotta see!" Jet said, stretching, cracking his fingers, and grabbing the skateboard.

The two headed to the street, and Jet placed the skateboard in front of him.

"Alright then..." The hawk hopped onto the skateboard, sliding a little, doing a few rounds on the street, pulling off some curb tricks—all while keeping a smug grin on his face.

"Is that all you got, Dad? If I hadn’t learned how to skate yet, I’d still do better than that." She teased. Jet narrowed his eyes, stopping the skateboard in front of her.

"Hah! Big words for someone who still needs their mom to cut their food! Alright, hotshot, show me what you got." He huffed.

"You got it!" She grabbed the skateboard excitedly, running and hopping onto it while it was still moving. Laughing, she started skating at high speed, jumping the curb, pulling off risky tricks, and even grinding the back of the skateboard along a stair rail she found.

Jet watched it all with his beak slightly open, eyes wide in shock at his daughter’s skills. Then, she zoomed past him at high speed, making him jump. The little one made another lap before stopping the skateboard right next to him.

"What’s wrong, Dad? Too old to keep up with me?" She laughed, tucking the skateboard under her arm. Jet clenched his fists.

"You’re a cheeky one, huh? Alright, I was holding back earlier, but not this time!" He grabbed the skateboard, ready to show his true competitive spirit.

"I’ll be taking a nap on the couch while you do that. Hope we don’t have to buy medicine for your back after this—it’s probably gonna hurt. Old birds shouldn’t be playing like this." She yawned dramatically, crossing her arms.

"You little—humph! Good to know you take after me, but I’m not losing to a little hawk who doesn’t even have all her feathers yet!" He smirked, preparing to compete against his own daughter.

--*--

By late afternoon, you arrived on your street and saw Jet sitting on the curb, his face resting in his palm, looking far from pleased. His feathers were ruffled and covered in dirt. You raised an eyebrow—then spotted your daughter effortlessly gliding by on the skateboard.

"Hey, Mom! Watch this trick!" She leaped into an impressive jump with the board, landing smoothly before skating over to you. She grabbed the skateboard under her arm and ran up to hug you. "I beat Dad a bunch of times today!" she said happily, laughing.

"I-I let her win, okay?! I just didn’t wanna make the kid sad!" Jet blurted out, eyes wide. You laughed, completely understanding the situation.

"Uh-huh, sure, Dad... How about we go buy something for your aching back and those loser tears in your eyes?" She shot back with a grin.

"Oh, please! If we were using real Extreme Gear, I would’ve destroyed you! This cheap comparison doesn’t count!" He stood up, crossing his arms. "Where did this kid even learn to talk like that?" Jet turned to you.

"Gee, I wonder," you snorted, pulling him by the arm. "Come on, you two, enough competing for today."

"Hmph! We’ll settle this tomorrow! Today was just a warm-up, you hear me?!" He called out to his daughter, who only smirked at him.

Jet was ridiculously competitive, and you knew that. Maybe competing with his own daughter—who was just as skilled as he was—would finally teach him a little resilience when it came to losing. For now, you were just happy watching them interact and realizing just how much your daughter was a perfect carbon copy of her dad.

Infinite

When you told Infinite that he would have to take care of the kids alone for a day, he simply crossed his arms and scoffed.

"Hah. That’s nothing. I’m the Ultimate Mercenary—taking care of my own kids won’t be a problem..."

That day, you had no other choice. You couldn’t take them with you to stand in line at the bank, so you left them with their father. Infinite wasn’t exactly the best at this, and you were sure that some wild idea was already forming in his head at the thought of having the kids under his care for a day. But you chose to trust him this time.

Infinite entered the kids’ room, carrying the youngest pup in his arms, and found his son and daughter sitting on the soft carpet, playing with little dinosaur figurines. The jackal sat down on the floor, pulling out their mini chalkboard and grabbing a piece of chalk. He began writing something, occasionally adjusting the pup in his arms before continuing. The other two remained distracted with their game. Once he finished, he cleared his throat to get their attention.

"Gather around. It’s time for your lesson..." Infinite said in a deep, hushed tone.

The little ones perked their ears up, curiosity lighting up their faces. In an instant, they were sitting in front of him, tails swaying slightly. His son's heterochromatic eyes locked onto his, while his daughter’s golden eyes focused on the board. Her brow raised at what was written there, but before she could ask, their father began.

"Alright, New Jackal Squad, today we’re learning about war tactics and how to overpower enemies through strength." He gestured with his hand, clenching his fist.

"Dad, I thought this was gonna be something fun." His son’s ears drooped in disappointment.

"Yeah, Dad, couldn’t it be about dinosaurs instead?" His daughter held up her toys.

"This is important! You’re going to be part of this world’s change! You’ll be the strongest jackals in existence—unstoppable! It’s crucial to start learning early."

"We don’t wanna be the strongest, Dad. We wanna play!" His son crossed his arms. Now, it was Infinite’s turn for his ears to droop, frustrated that he couldn’t convince them.

"Just listen to the beginning at least! It’s interesting—war tactics are fundamental, even at school, to deal with kids who try to humiliate you!" He tried to reason with them, but they just frowned at him.

"Tag!" His son suddenly turned to his sister. She immediately grinned mischievously, and the two took off running around the room, completely ignoring their father.

Infinite let out an exasperated sigh, watching them laugh and chase each other. His gaze drifted down to the youngest pup, who stirred awake in his arms, looking up at him with rare, curious heterochromatic eyes.

"Looks like you’re the only one left for me to convince, my little one..." The jackal muttered before reaching into his bag and pulling out a simple plush of a black hedgehog. He held it up to the baby. "Here, now crush it! Tear it apart with your claws!" Infinite encouraged, handing the plush over.

The little one simply cooed, a tiny grin forming as his small muzzle, growing fangs peeked out. He grabbed the toy—but instead of destroying it as his father had ordered, he just hugged it, nuzzling against it while snuggling deeper into his father’s arms.

Infinite blinked, staring wide-eyed before sighing again, rubbing his temple.

"Get Daddy!" His ears perked up as his older kids suddenly charged toward him at full speed. Before he could react, his son wrapped his arms tightly around his waist while his daughter leaped onto his neck.

For a moment, the jackal froze, completely caught off guard. Then, hesitantly, his free hand reached up to stroke his son’s black fur before doing the same for his daughter.

"What? What are you doing? Is this some kind of tactic to destabilize me?!" He huffed, clicking his tongue—but he didn’t push them away.

For a minute, he let himself melt into the warmth of his children’s embrace. His fur bristled slightly, his tail wagged before he could stop it, and though he hated to admit it, he even felt a sting of tears forming from the immense affection his kids were giving him.

Then, the two little ones pulled away, laughing, sitting cross-legged in front of him while Infinite remained stunned.

"Dad, you used to live in the desert, right? Tell us what it was like!" His son asked with a bright smile, his sister nodding eagerly.

"...Well, I suppose I could tell you a thing or two..." He said, looking at his little jackals.

Infinite didn’t dwell on it much, but deep down, he had long stopped wanting revenge or to destroy the world as he once did. In truth, he had been suppressing healthier emotions for a while—ones that started when he met you and intensified the moment he held his eldest in his arms and saw his heterochromia, mirroring his father’s own unique trait.

And now, surrounded by his children, who loved him so deeply, he knew he could never be the Infinite he used to be.

--*--

When you opened the door late in the afternoon, you stepped inside, setting your bag on the table as you searched for your little family. Walking into the kids’ room, your heart swelled with warmth.

Infinite sat on the floor, his two older children nestled against him, affectionately dozing off in his lap. In his arms, he cradled the youngest pup, rocking him gently. His usual sharp expression had softened as he focused his intense eyes on his little ones.

Approaching, you sat down beside him on the floor. Infinite flinched slightly, startled that he hadn’t noticed your arrival.

"Hey... I’ve never seen you like this with them before," you whispered to him.

"...Yeah..." He muttered simply, nodding. "Hmph. I’m just... testing a new discipline method. Yeah, that’s it." He exhaled quietly, holding the pup closer to keep him comfortable. His free hand reached for your waist, pulling you closer.

Despite what he said, it was obvious what he was truly doing.

"I’m happy to see you being your best self..." you murmured.

"Tch. Best self... Not sure if I like that term. But... at least they seem to like me this way." He gave you a small smirk.

Your eyes widened in surprise—it was the first time you had seen him smile in all your time together. And the sight of his grin, his fangs subtly showing, was enough to make you melt.

You leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek before resting your forehead against his. Immediately, Infinite blushed. He was always awkward when it came to explicit displays of affection like this.

But maybe that was one of the things that made you fall for him even more.

The road ahead would be long, but at least you knew—your three little ones were the key to bringing out a side of Infinite that no one ever knew existed.

Espio

You had just left the house, leaving Espio with the responsibility of taking care of his daughter for a day. You hoped nothing would go wrong—after all, Espio was usually very focused and determined to fulfill his duties. With that in mind, you left without any major concerns.

At that moment, the purple chameleon guided his daughter to his meditation room, kneeling on the tatami mat and gesturing for her to do the same.

“Well, my child, starting today, we will begin your training to become a formidable ninja. You will learn everything you need from your father to master all the ninja arts…” he said with determination, gazing ahead at the veranda that overlooked a stylized garden full of bonsai trees. When he didn’t hear a response, he turned his head to the side, narrowing his eyes upon seeing the little girl analyzing the figure of a Shisa statue and playing with it, trying to imitate the fierce expression of the sculpted creature.

Espio let out an exasperated sigh before clearing his throat, making his daughter jump and look at him in surprise.

“As I was saying… Never mind. Your first lesson is meditation. Maintaining peace of mind is a crucial step in mastering a ninja’s camouflage…” He settled on the tatami, closed his eyes, and prepared to begin meditating, expecting her to follow suit and imitate his movements. However, suddenly, the familiar sound of creaking wood made Espio furrow his brow. He opened his eyes and glanced to the side, confused upon realizing the little one was no longer beside him.

His sharp gaze scanned the room until he spotted her tiptoeing toward the door. Espio sighed, rubbing the back of his neck before standing up.

“Freeze right there, young lady. Where do you think you’re going?” he crossed his arms. His daughter jumped slightly before coming to a complete stop, slowly turning her face toward him with a small, sheepish smile.

“I was just going to get some water, Dad…” she tried to compose herself, adjusting her posture.

Espio approached her.

“I suppose my training methods are not to your liking… Hm.” The chameleon stroked his chin, analyzing his daughter’s figure—so strikingly similar to his own. “I think I have an idea… How about we train your camouflage skills with a game of tag?”

Her eyes lit up.

“Really, Dad?! That’s way more fun than sitting on that boring tatami doing nothing!” She clenched her fists, brimming with excitement.

“Let’s see how good your skills are… If I determine that you need more training, there will be no escaping meditation.” He pointed to the tatami.

“I’ll do my best, then!” she declared, rubbing her hands together eagerly.

“I’ll count to ten. You go hide, and I’ll come find you…” He turned around, closing his eyes so he wouldn’t see where she went, only hearing her giggle and the hurried sound of her little footsteps.

Once he finished counting, Espio set out to find his daughter, scanning every corner of the house with a determined gaze. He searched through every room, checking behind the couch, under the bed, and even using a flashlight to try and reflect her camouflage and expose her location—but to no avail.

"Hmm… curious… I’ve checked every room. Where could she have hidden? I couldn’t have missed anything… Surely, I should be able to find her."

As time passed, Espio—despite being a well-trained chameleon, disciplined in maintaining composure and never succumbing to panic—began to feel a twinge of desperation. He roamed the house rapidly, growing increasingly worried. Pressing a hand to his forehead, he struggled to recall any place he had yet to check. But he had looked everywhere. So, he started going over every inch of the house again, sweeping his flashlight into every possible hiding spot—yet still, there was no sign of the little one.

--*--

You arrived home earlier than expected that day, unlocking the door and stepping inside, humming a tune. However, you froze immediately upon seeing Espio sitting on the couch with his face buried in his hands.

“Espio? Are you okay?” He lifted his face to look at you, and you were surprised by the distressed expression he wore.

“I’m so sorry… I don’t know where she is… She disappeared inside the house!” He stood up, grabbing your hands. You raised an eyebrow, trying to make sense of the situation.

Suddenly, you felt a strong hug around your leg.

“Mom! I missed you!” Your daughter clung to you tightly. Espio’s eyes widened in shock, his jaw practically hitting the floor.

“What were you saying? That she disappeared?” You let out a small, amused chuckle.

“But… how?” He placed a hand on his forehead.

“Dad, I was hiding behind the living room curtain…” the little one said matter-of-factly.

Turning back around, Espio slumped onto the couch again, shoulders drooping, his elbows resting on his knees.

“Hmph… I never imagined my own daughter would be able to fool me. Impressive… but I won’t be defeated so easily.” He closed his eyes in contemplation. You chuckled, scooping up your little girl and sitting beside him.

“I bet her camouflage skills could be honed even more with your guidance, don’t you think?” You took his hand, and Espio looked at you before allowing a faint smile to form on his lips.

“You’re right… She’s still young and needs the help of an experienced ninja to refine her technique.” His determination was reignited.

It was evident that she had inherited her father’s skills, and you were certain that, with time, the two of them would become the greatest ninjas ever known.

Vector

When you told him he’d have to take care of his daughter alone for an entire day, Vector almost jumped for joy, but he held himself back, not wanting to make a scene or make you suspicious of his upcoming plans. So, he simply agreed, assuring you that he would be extremely careful with her and do everything right.

However, early in the morning, as soon as you left, Vector sat at the kitchen table with the little one, placing soda and sweets on the table. Laughing, he realized it had been a while since he’d had time alone to just be himself.

“Enjoy it, kiddo! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—we’re throwing a huge celebration today!”

The little crocodile just giggled, reaching for some chocolates and grabbing the soda bottle, opening it and pouring herself a glass.

“I love you, Daddy! Mom would never let me eat this stuff for breakfast,” she said happily, munching on her chocolate.

“Right? Just remember, we gotta clean up all the mess before Mom gets back, okay?”

She nodded, continuing to eat. Vector got up and went to the living room, returning with a portable speaker. Placing it on the table, he turned it on and cranked up one of his favorite songs. He popped a piece of gum in his mouth, chewing with satisfaction.

“This is gonna be the best party of our lives!” He leaned back in his chair, placing his hands behind his head.

“Dad, can you grab me some chips?” she asked, her voice barely audible over the loud music.

“Leave it to me, kiddo!” He got up and opened the cabinet, pulling out a huge bag of chips. However, in the process, he accidentally knocked over a stack of expensive ceramic bowls, which crashed to the floor with a loud, shattering noise.

Both of them stared in shock at the mess.

“Those were Mom’s favorites…” the little one said, shrinking slightly in her chair.

“Relax, kiddo, I’ll fix this. She won’t even notice, and by the time she wants to use them for soup again, I’ll have already bought new ones for her.” He reassured her before quickly grabbing a broom and dustpan, sweeping up the ceramic shards.

“In the meantime, how about we move our little party to the living room? Fewer things to break over there.” He suggested, and his daughter eagerly grabbed some candy and ran to the living room, smiling.

--*--

You arrived home carrying grocery bags, pausing at the door when you heard loud music. Expected. Vector loved his music, so you didn’t think much of it. Unlocking the door, you stepped inside. The first thing that hit you was the strong smell of pizza and soda. Then, the blaring sound of the TV and the rustling of snack bags scattered everywhere.

In the middle of the couch, Vector and your daughter were sprawled out, eating pizza. Around them was a disaster zone of candy wrappers, chip bags, and crumbs covering the floor. Soda bottles were lying around, the music was still blasting, and on the TV… a horror movie—one of the most disturbing ones.

You approached them and cleared your throat. Vector jolted, nearly choking on his pizza but managing to swallow it in time.

“H-hey, you’re home early today…” he said, shrinking slightly.

“Vector… What did you do?” You spoke in a low tone—one he knew all too well, the kind that sent shivers down his spine. He quickly reached for the speaker and shut it off.

“I-I can explain…” He raised his hands in surrender, trying to weasel his way out.

“Daddy let me have ice cream for breakfast!” the little one chimed in excitedly.

Vector could only offer a sheepish smile, sweating bullets.

“You what?” You clenched your fists.

Vector immediately jumped up and ran to your side, grabbing your hands.

“I beg you! Give me a chance! I swear the house will be spotless—I’ll even scrub the ceiling if I have to! In the meantime, how about you just focus on making dinner?” He quickly guided you out of the living room, with your daughter trailing behind.

You sighed deeply, already used to his antics.

“Alright, I’ll make dinner, and you’ll clean the living room.”

Vector let out a relieved sigh, heading off to grab the broom and dustpan he had left in the kitchen earlier.

“Oh, by the way, I was thinking of making that soup tonight. Do you remember where I left those dishes I always use?” You asked, confused as you checked the cabinet and found nothing.

“Ah… You… You must’ve put them in the other cabinet…” he muttered.

“Daddy broke them earlier,” the little one casually stated.

Vector froze.

You turned abruptly, raising an eyebrow at him. But instead of getting angry, you just laughed at his completely busted expression—ratted out not once, but twice.

“WHAT?! I… ahem… Actually, it was a test! Yes, a test to see if we were prepared for household accidents! Safety first, right? Hehehe…”

“It’s fine… I bought those really cheap anyway. I’ll just get new ones tomorrow… I just really hope there aren’t any more surprises.” You chuckled.

He was clumsy and turned the house upside down regularly, but you couldn’t help but love him. Though, you were definitely going to have a serious talk with him about setting some boundaries for your daughter.

[miss-goodie-2shoes]

♡𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒏 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆♡

       

                       •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•

here's nothing like spending time with friends, playing games and eating snacks all while cracking jokes and making each other laugh. You're very close to sonic and all his friends, so it's no surprise that you said yes to joining everyone to the party they decided having. 

(A few hours later) 

The party was going great so far but soon started to get boring after a while. It seemed like everyone had ran out of ideas on what to do. Well... All but one person, or I guess Bat. Rouge had a game idea for everyone to play, "hey guys I have a fun game we can play" she announced to everyone in the room, drawing everyone's attention and eyes on to her. "How about we play spin the bottle?" And just like that, you and everyone else at the party found themselves sitting in a circle with a bottle in the middle. Everyone took their turns spinning the bottle, all in good fun. But now, it was your turn to kiss someone. You just hope that the bottle lands on the one and only person you really wanted to kiss... 

                          •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•

Sonic's part here!

[dust-sans-simp]

Imagine

Content Warnings: None

If Espio had a crush on you, we would not tell a single soul. But that doesn't matter because Vector would be a very poor detective and friend if he didn't notice Espio's feelings for you. He will tease the poor ninja relentlessly, but at least has the decency to not do it in front of you. After several months of this Vector gets fed up and starts playing the role of wingman.

He will push Espio to confess almost any chance he gets, hyping him anyway he can. And if Espio decides he wants to tell you? I imagine Vector gently shoving him toward you with a "Go get her", only to face palm when Espio chickens-out last second.

I can totally see Vector getting so fed-up that he just lock you two in a closet together until Espio confesses. He's super proud of his friend though.

The teasing only gets worse after you're together, but you can shut the crocodile up by bringing up Vanilla.

[thatonesonicfanfictionwriter]

Can I get sonic Knuckles and espio and how they’d be as girl dads

Sonic, Knuckles, and Espio Headcanons (How they would be as girl dads)

Requested: Yes (by an anon).

Notes: I’ll do my best with Espio here but I don’t think it’ll be good…Sorry, I’m not great with his character. Hope you enjoy anyway!

Sonic:

Having basically raised Tails, Sonic expected this to be pretty easy!

Oh boy, was he wrong.

The first couple of nights were rough for the both of you, but you took turns feeding her whenever she needed it

Sonic definitely tried to name your daughter “Chili.” You didn’t let him (despite the puppy eyes he kept giving you)

You both eventually settled on the name “Orchid,” based off of Sonic’s favorite flowers

Your little girl may seem sweet at first but the second she can walk, she’s also running, having gotten some of Sonic’s speed when she was born

Let’s just say you had to get one of those child leashes…

Knuckles:

Knows little to nothing about caring for a child

Didn’t care much about the gender, was just happy to have a kid

You two end up naming her “Sunny” after the many flowers growing around Angel Island

You and Sunny both end up living on Angel Island with Knuckles, having to convince him to let Tails help you build a home

You often find him asleep near the Master Emerald with Sunny on his chest (you usually end up taking them both inside)

He takes you and Sunny out on trips around the island when it’s nice enough

You and him have a garden on Angel Island and a fruit forest!

He learns quickly which fruits and veggies Sunny likes (and always encourages her to try more)

Sunny definitely inherits her father's strength (you learned that when Knuckles came home with a broken arm after "training")

All in all, he’s not perfect but he tries his best <3

Espio:

When he first got the news he definitely passed out

But he was really excited

Once your baby girl was born, you two decided to name her “Shuri” (like “Shuriken,” of course!)

You thought the name was cute so you went with it (though you changed it from “Shuri” to “Shari”)

The rest of Team Chaotix was really happy (especially Charmy, though he definitely teased Espio for the first couple months)

Having a daughter comes with not just one protector, but six, that being all of Team Chaotix

Espio does his best as a dad, and you think he does a great job

[arahdow]

⠀ ⠀[⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ better read on mobile app ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀]

LOVE IS A COMPLEX AND POWERFUL FORCE, ONE THAT PLAYS OUT IN A NUMBER OF EMOTIONAL, COGNITIVE AND SOCIAL WAYS 🤍❕

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ THERE ARE SIX TYPES OF LOVE

HEY HELLO!! This is a little series i’ll be working on at the moment! but Arah, don’t you have requests to work on??? I do!! but I still wanted to plan this because i fell in love with the idea.

The dynamic will be, in the following days, i’ll be writing six fics for different sonic characters, one character per love type.

And you’ll help me! How, you may ask, well… Here’s the thing. I already have the list of type of love — character BUT, i’ll make this more interesting!!

PLAY WITH ME !

1. I’ll give you the list of love types and a one (1) word description, then i’ll give you the list of characters.

2. You may send your guesses through asks, be anon or not! And why you think that’s the combination (a brief explanation, but it’s not mandatory jsjs just have fun!)

3. I’ll be posting the writings in order of being guessed and, of course, i’ll tag the first person (or anon) who guessed the combination.

There isn’t a limit on guesses so, go wild!!

READY? GO !

Here’s the list of love types:

EROS — Arousal

LUDUS — Teasing

STORGE — Soft

PRAGMA — Arrangement

MANIA — Possesive

AGAPE — Beyond

okay? now, the list of characters i’ll be writing for:

Silver the hedgehog

Knuckles the echidna

Shadow the hedgehog

Scourge the hedgehog

Espio the chameleon

Sonic the hedgehog

And that’ll be all!! Have fun and make your best guesses 🤍❕

⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ BEING OPEN AND COMMUNICATIVE WITH ⠀ YOURSELF AND YOUR PARTNER MAY BE ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ONE WAY TO IMPROVE THE BOND ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ YOU TWO HAVE.

[vampyrixdarling]

— 「Sonic the Hedgehog Masterlist」

☆ MULTIPLE CHARACTERS ☆

☆ SONIC THE HEDGEHOG ☆

☆ SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG ☆

☆ SILVER THE HEDGEHOG ☆

☆ ESPIO THE CHAMELEON ☆

☆ SCOURGE THE HEDGEHOG ☆

☆ AMY ROSE ☆

List is subject to change depending on if I feel confident enough to write for a character.

[prettyrose189]

HELLO! :D

Requests are open! ~

Rules!

Fandoms I Write for and Character's!

(Characters with a heart are one's I prefer writing)

Marvel

Namor 💝

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Bruce Banner

Bucky Barnes 💝

Peter Parker

Stephen Strange

Loki Laufeyson 💝

Marc Spector 💝

Steven Grant 💝

Jake Lockley 💝

Sonic

Metal Sonic 💝

Sonic

Shadow

Espio

Scourge

Your Boyfriend

Peter 💝

TK

Don

Any request is fine! (angst, fluff, or 18+) However, Things I WON'T write about are:

Racism

Homophobic stuff

Underage characters having romantic relationships with older characters

Incest

Characters with other characters (Reader insert only)

I will do Gender Neutral and Male Reader's insert but not for 18+ (I just don't know how to write it)

Zoophilia

Major Gore (minor gore and character death is fine)

Don't be afraid to be specific with requests! I prefer doing vague readers so everyone can enjoy but I'm still willing to write for something more specific!

Although I'll do almost any request I do Prefer Writing:

Fluff

Yandere Character's/Scenarios

Possessive Character's/Scenarios

Random Scenarious/Silly scenarious

Angst

[randomanimaticse]

TMOSTH Masterlist

Sonic the Hedgehog

None at the moment.. try asking!

Miles 'Tails' Prower

None at the moment.. try asking!

Amy Rose

None at the moment.. try asking!

Knuckles the Echidna

None at the moment.. try asking!

Shadow the Hedgehog

None at the moment.. try asking!

Rouge the Bat

None at the moment.. try asking!

Espio the Chameleon

None at the moment.. try asking!

Vector the Crocodile

None at the moment.. try asking!

Blaze the Cat

None at the moment.. try asking!

[im-so-normal-iswear]

A míI wondered if you could make yandere espió, vector y a Silver, With a gender-neutral reader, who is a baker and who at the same time likes will please everyone with his desserts?

Thank you , and sorry if my English isn't good, you don't have to do it if you don't want to.

A/n: no problem!

Yandere!Espio/Vector/Silver x Reader who loves baking

Espio:

Espio had always been one to stay in the shadows, observing from a distance. It started innocently enough, he had been tasked with keeping an eye on the neighborhood for suspicious activity.

Someone had mentioned a new baker in town, and curiosity led him to your bakery one morning.

The moment he opened the door, the sweet scent of freshly baked bread greeted him. You smailed as you waved to him as he stepped in, your eyes crinkling at the corners, and Espio felt an odd flutter in his chest.

He brushed it off as nothing at first, just an appreciation for your craft. As he visited more frequently, sampling your muffins and cookies, the feelings only rooted deeper.

Espio admired your dedication, the way you poured your heart into every creation, but it was more than that. You treated everyone with kindness, that unrelenting warmth was intoxicating, and Espio hated how others took advantage of it. They didn’t deserve your attention. Not like he did.

You started noticing strange things happening around the bakery. A customer you'd mentioned was rude one day stopped coming altogether. When you asked around, no one could give you a clear answer about where they'd gone.

A particularly persistent admirer who hung around too long suddenly stopped showing up, too. You chalked it up to coincidence, but Espio would stand silently outside, watching, ensuring no one overstayed their welcome.

He loved how oblivious you were to his subtle interference. It gave him a sense of control, of keeping you safe without you even knowing. But as his feelings grew stronger, so did his jealousy. Every laugh you shared with a customer, every compliment you offered someone else felt like a dagger to his heart.

He started slipping notes under your door at night, written in elegant calligraphy, praising your talent and devotion. You thought they were sweet gestures from an anonymous admirer, but Espio relished the thought of how close he was to you without you realizing it.

The day you offered him a personal batch of dango he nearly broke his stoic demeanor. You had made them just for him, you said. Did you know what that meant to him? Probably not. But to Espio, it was a declaration of love. And he wasn't about to let anyone else take that away from him.

Vector:

Vector was loud, brash, and utterly smitten from the moment he stepped foot into your bakery. He wasn't even supposed to be there, Charmy had begged him to stop in because he'd heard about your chocolate tarts. he wasnt interested in tarts at all, nit at the time at least, but when he saw you everything changed.

You handed him a tart with that warm smile of yours, and it was like a thunderbolt struck his heart. He'd never tasted anything so sweet in his life, and it wasnt just the dessert. It was you. You had this way of making him feel like the center of the universe, even when you were serving a dozen other customers. It wasn't long before Vector was finding excuses to visit every single day.

"Got any new recipes today?" he'd ask, leaning on the counter with a wide grin. He didn't care what you gave him, everything you made was a masterpiece in his eyes. But what really hooked him was how you always remembered his favorites. That personal touch made him feel special, like he mattered more than anyone else.

Vector's feelings quickly spiraled into obsession. He started bringing you little gifts, flowers, trinkets, even some expensive baking supplies he thought you might like. (Rest of chaotix wasnt thrilled with the excessive money spending) At first, you found it endearing, but then he started showing up unannounced after hours, claiming he was "just in the neighborhood."

One night, as you were closing up, you turned to find him standing in the doorway with a sheepish grin. "Thought you might need some help carrying stuff," he said. You didn’t want to be rude, so you let him stay. But as the weeks went on, his visits became more frequent, his presence more suffocating.

Vector couldn't stand seeing you serve other customers with the same kindness you showed him. He started scaring off anyone who looked like they were getting too close, his booming voice and imposing stature enough to make most people think twice about hanging around. He even tried to convince you to hire him as security, saying you needed someone to "keep an eye on things."

You laughed it off, but Vector wasn't joking. He’d do anything to protect you, even if it meant keeping you all to himself.

Silver:

Silver's obsession was quieter, more insidious. He didn’t stumble into your bakery by chance, he was drawn to the warmth and happiness radiating from it. Coming from his world, your little shop from sonics was a beacon of hope.

The first time he saw you, he was too shy to come in. He watched through the window as you handed out cupcakes to a group of children, your laughter carrying through the glass. You looked so... perfect. Untouchable. But Silver couldn’t stay away. The next day, he worked up the courage to step inside, his heart pounding as you greeted him.

Silver was awkward at first, fumbling over his words as he tried to order. But you were patient, helping him choose something from the menu, and he left with a bag of pastries and a heart full of newfound affection. From that moment on, he was hooked, not just on your baking, but on you.

Unlike Espio and Vector, Silver's jealousy didn’t manifest in overt ways. Instead, he used his powers to subtly manipulate situations. If someone seemed too interested in you, their car might mysteriously break down, or they'd lose something important and have to leave. Silver didn't want to scare you, he just wanted to protect you. To keep you safe from anyone who might take you away from him.

He started spending more time at your bakery, sitting at a corner table with a book or sketchpad. He told himself it was harmless, that he just liked being near you. But as his feelings deepened, so did his obsession. He began sketching pictures of you, filling page after page with drawings of your smile, your hands as you kneaded dough, the way your eyes sparkled when you talked about a new recipe.

Silver dreamed of a future where it was just the two of you, baking together in a quiet little home far away from the rest of the world. He even started practicing his own baking skills, hoping to impress you. One day, he brought you a loaf of bread he'd made, his cheeks turning pink as he handed it to you. It wasn't perfect, but you praised his effort, and that small moment of encouragement only fueled his obsession further.

As time went on, Silver's desperation to keep you close grew. He started leaving little notes tucked into your apron pockets, each one more heartfelt than the last. You thought they were sweet, but you had no idea how deeply his obsession ran, or how far he was willing to go to make sure you were his and his alone.

[sonicblueartist]

Requests List

Before I give you my Sonic requests from wattpad, quotev and AO3, I gotta tell you guys something first. I'm gonna publish a story about The Amazing Digital Circus. If you are interested lemme know! Gonna publish it on here, wattpad, quotev and AO3. (Btw I'm gonna cross out the ones I've written so far~)

𝔻𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝔹���� 𝕊𝕠 𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕓𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 (ɢɴᴀʀʟʏxғᴇᴍ﹗ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ℂℍ𝔼𝔼ℝ 𝕌ℙ 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 (Sᴏɴɪᴄ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝔸 𝔽𝕠𝕩 (Nɪɴᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝕊𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝔻𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 (Nɪɴᴇ x ғᴇᴍ﹗ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝔻𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔽𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 (Sᴏɴɪᴄ x ғᴇᴍ﹗ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝕄𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕆𝕗 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕔𝕪 (Tᴀɪʟs x Gɴ﹗Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝕄𝕪 𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 (Sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ x ғᴇᴍ!Hᴇᴅɢᴇʜᴏɢ Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝔸 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕖𝕥 (ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴀɪʟs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴs)

𝕃𝕠𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 (Sonic wholesome moments with his family)

𝕎𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕎𝕒𝕚𝕥 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕄𝕖? (Sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ x Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔻𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 (Dʀᴇᴀᴅ x Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝕋𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 (Mᴀɴɢᴇʏ x Cᴀᴠᴇɢɪʀʟ Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝕋𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕀𝕤 𝔸 𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝕋𝕠 ℂ𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 (ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ɴɪɴᴇ x Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴs)

ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 (Mᴀɴɢᴇʏ x Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕀 ℂ𝕒𝕟 𝔻𝕠 𝔸𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 (Sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ x Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

When I finish all of this I'm gonna start getting requests from tumblr and only tumblr now on. Here's my conditions for requests.

I shall take more headcanons instead of one-shots they took a lot more then needed fff--

Posts That I'm Planning On Throwing At Here

Sick Day (Espio x Reader)

Finally Learning To Swim (Movie!Sonic x Reader)

Hero (Silver x Reader)

Pain (Tails x Reader)

Kidnapping (Shard x Reader)

Found You (Shard x Reader)

A Ghost Companion (Tails x Ghost!Reader. This is gonna have more parts)

What Is This Really? (Tails x Reader x Kitsunami)

Untold Stories (Tails x Reader)

Drunk Lover (Nine x Reader, suggestive)

Scare House part 2

Body Swap part 3

Mansion Full Of Foxes part 1 (suggestive, nsfw)

𝑴𝒚 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝑨𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒘 (Sonic - Knuckles - Amy -)

AND A NEW AU COMING IN YOUR WAY MY DEAR READERS~

It will be kind of like a reverse Au where Eggman is good and others are evil and such as that. (And no it's not like Anti-Mobius on Archie) MERGE IN is the name. This is probably not gonna be the first story that I will not include a READER. After sending the first few episodes I am gonna send a post explaining more about their Au.

And If you guys want I can take request on it's characters too for x readers. And send headcanons and such

I dunno if you guys know this but I have one more Au too but a reader is present in there so... If you guys are interested here it is! It's a future Au, explaining our heroes lifes in the future but The death toll is increasing out of no where and our beloved heroes have to take it in their hands to find the murderer.

ALSO HERE IS MY MASTERLIST

[duckyfann9871]

Assigning Sonic characters aerial apparatuses bc I can:

- [ ] Rouge: Chains

- [ ] Sticks: Trapeze, rope

- [ ] Amy: Pole and maybe Lyra

- [ ] Knuckles: silks, Pole ;)

- [ ] Sonic: Pole but only if it’s in spin mode, silks

- [ ] Shadow: Chains, lyra

- [ ] Silver: hammock? Idk him tht well

- [ ] Espio: hammock, silk

- [ ] Tails: hammock and silk

- [ ] Stone: Lyra

- [ ] Eggman: pole ;)

[dust-sans-simp]

Espio x Reader Tail (Headcanons)

Content Warnings: Romantic Headcanons (Sorry to my aro/ace people) Brief mention of making out (?) You'll explode from the amount of fluff.

Espio’s holding you. 

Maybe he’s comforting you, maybe the two of you are making out, either way you’re in his arms. 

Either way, he just wants you to be closer. 

He’ll wrap his tail around you

Depending on the position you’re in, it’ll either be around your waist or legs 

He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it at first

But when he does he’s a flustered mess. 

He’ll slowly unwrap his tail

That’s when you notice 

You look up at him

Maybe you ask him not to stop, maybe you tease him about it

Either way he’s red as a tomato

He’ll bury his face in the crook of your neck, his reply different depending on the situation/your reaction

“O-okay.”        “Sh-shut up.”

God. He's so embarrassed

But his tail remains firmly wrapped around you

[infranthrax]

Hey! Can I please request some Espio the chameleon x reader headcanons? Any type is fine <3 Tysm!!

sure thing! it’s gonna be my first time writing for espío, so just be patient… matter of fact this is my first time writing for sonic/co in general 😌 kinda made general headcanons for this.

creating new memory… just a moment… ✨

𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍

espio the chameleon x gn!reader — general headcanons!

espio is very closed off— not mean closed off, he just doesn’t really like getting close to people. you can say espio is an introvert, and while working with the others of the chaotix is enough to highlight his day, he prefers the quiet times, ones filled with peace where he can just sit and be.

as a newbie that gets into the chaotix, espio intrigued you from the start and you made a goal to try and befriend him. though, espio may see this and go, hmm…. this is odd.

cautious yet curious, he doesn’t seem you at all threat yet, but he likes to keep all newbies close as to keep an eye on them. this also goes for you. he doesn’t like traitors and doesn’t do well with betrayal or being lied to, as honesty is a principle he follows religiously.

it takes him the longest to figure you out and if you were to try and step out of line he would be quick to correct you.

one day you approach him and give him flowers, and ask him to be your friend. you think he’s so cool and, it would be so cool of you to befriend this dude. he’s just so happenin. and he just sits there with warmed cheeks and accepts your gift of friendship. either this, or he’ll let you off slowly and ask you to allow him to think. you might think he’s being too serious, but he’s simply very much work oriented and would most likely prefer to keep things professional between the two of you as to not cause disruption.

as your “friendship” grows however you get to see more of his self absorbency show through missions— how he’s prideful and how he obtains pleasure through the thrill of the heat of a situation, all the while still being crucially agile and level headed. this only made your admiration grow, making you think, where can I get confidence like that?

the same would go for espio seeing you in combat alongside him and vector. you would often learn from him and that would set him up a little, seeing as though you were taking his influence. sometimes however this isn’t exactly a good thing because he himself knows he can be rather impulsive, but it’s usually out of his strong sense of duty and passion for justice keeping, and that same passion he likes to see in you.

when he felt as though he was ready to cement your friendship, one morning you would wake up, get ready and be ready to head out the door only to find some flowers laying on the ground, with a little note.

“sincerely, espio.”

you would take the flowers in your hands and hug them, feeling accepted by the chameleon at long last.

friendship with espio is very calm and reserved— a very relaxed and smooth pace kinda journey but still worth it. espio likes to watch movies with you during your time off and he also likes to take walks. you both go out to different parks sometimes just to roam around, maybe get something to drink or a bite to eat and just talk to each other. the little things mean a lot to espio and he’s not hard to please.

he’s not a touchy feely kinda guy though, so he gets stuff if you try to hug him, touch him, attempt to cuddle him, etc. not that he doesn’t like it it’s just that he doesn’t exactly know how to respond, but he accepts it anyway.

overall, pretty good boy in terms of friendship and commitment. if you were in trouble, he’d come in a heart beat. he would expect you to do the same despite his ego flare. he’s too proud to admit he needs help.

he’d be the type of person to ask you for help in a text, then unsend it, then send it again, then unsend it, then send it again. poor guy.

i imagine that espio can cook decent food, that being used a bit loosely since he prefers to cook when vector and charmy are gone. this leaves him with no interruptions. asian cuisine is his specialty and if you have any recipes for him and or if you wanna cook dinner with him for the team, be his guest. he doesn’t mind, just as long as you help clean.

other than that he just orders takeout because vector bombards him.

you dear to yourself. (and so does he,) that he’s the only member of the chaotix with a decent head in his shoulders. (because that’s true anyway lol.)

[audaciousacolyte]

Hi I’d like to request a match up cookie run and Sonic (if I have to choose one, the former epics and above)? I’m 20, female, straight, ace/aro spec (not repulsed), Taurus and an INTJ, 1w9. I’m pretty soft-spoken, shy, awkward and quiet at first but I’m very playful and talkative once you get to know me. I love laughing and it’s typically easy to make me laugh. I’m not diagnosed but I’m pretty sure I’m autistic and I’ve got inattentive ADHD. So my mind’s always running and getting distracted. I’m very forgetful and hyper fixate on my interests a lot. I’m sensitive to taste, so I’m picky, smell and touch mostly. I’m also not so good with words, I almost went mute as a kid actually.

I try to hide my true feelings because I have a hard time being vulnerable and trusting people. I’ve got some abandonment issues from previous friendships. I struggle with connecting to others since they always leave me behind. Whenever I experience jealousy, I tend to suppress it. I overthink, have very little patience for inefficiency and whenever I’m overwhelmed I shutdown. I get really quiet and I need time to myself. I also rarely cry for myself, which I hate cuz I can’t have a proper mental breakdown without it.

Aside from that, I’m very diligent, loyal, ambitious, artistic and creative. I like to draw, write, read (comics, manga and fics mostly), listen to music, dance and sing. I play video games and watch anime (kind of a nerd in this regard). I’m always up for learning new things tho.

Having a good fashion sense is important to me, though as long as it looks good, could be any aesthetic (both me and my partner).

An ideal date would be going to an arcade or a fair because that sounds like the most fun to me. Maybe we’d get something to eat during or afterwards and we’d just talk the night away. That or something intimate like cuddling while watching movies or binging a show at one of our houses.

I’d like a guy who’s patient, straightforward, romantic and mature. Other than that, I can mesh with most personalities (no anger issues or guys who can never be serious tho).

Despite not liking physical affection much, I am touch starved and would love to be spoiled by it (in private) via a boyfriend.

My top love languages are quality time (receiving) and gift giving (giving).

This is my first time requesting a match up, ever. So thank you!

I match you with: WIND ARCHER COOKIE and ESPIO THE CHAMELEON!

Wind Archer Cookie adores your smile

|| In his mind, it’s one of the things that he thinks are worth all of the danger he faces every day to protect. Hell, even just SEEING you reminds him of what he’s fighting so hard for- the peace and happiness of all cookies. Although Wind Archer Cookie is often away, traveling the world and defeating the forces of darkness, he’ll ALWAYS find his way back to you! ||

Espio finds your passion for the things you love to be endearing

|| Though he likes to deny it, Espio is a big ol’ nerd, especially when talking about his own passions and interests! He’d probably LOVE to listen to you talk about your hyperfixations because he loves to see you be so passionate about something. He’ll never, ever, make you feel stupid or that you talk too much, because he LOVES talking and spending time with you!! ||

[vampyrixdarling]

UH UH UH ESPIO X UH UH FLIRTY READER HAHAHAHAH UH UHHHH HHH YAH

— 「Espio the Chameleon with a partner who flirts a lot」

╰┈➤ MASTERLIST

Espio the Chameleon x reader (Gender Neutral)

Summary: How would Espio react to his partner being constantly flirtatious with him?

Warnings: None <3

Author's Note: Wow.. eager to ask, huh? Your wish is my command. Came back a year later, and this feels.. incomplete. Sorry 💔

Word Count: 303

Likes/Reblogs are always appreciated!! <3

☆ First of all, Espio cannot handle you flirting with him. He’s not used to it in the slightest, and he’ll get super nervous and start blushing hard when you actually make a move on him. He doesn’t know why he acts like that, but as soon as you flirt with him or touch him in some way, he practically melts.

☆ He’s not one for romance. Truth be told, he’s never even had a relationship before you. So it’s needless to say that he’s pretty new to romance and relationships in general. He wouldn’t want to rush the relationship or get into certain things too soon, and that’s partly the reason why he was so hesitant to actually say the three words— “I love you.”

☆ I don’t think he’d be the type for PDA, he’d prefer when you two are alone. The most he’ll do in public is hand holding. But let me tell you, this man is a total sweetheart. When you’re alone, he’s more soft and willing to cuddle with you. He’d run his hands through your hair or softly whisper words of affirmation, even telling you about his day and asking about yours. With you two, the silence is never really awkward. You just enjoy the quality time spent together.

☆ Back to the original topic, all it takes is one flirty remark and he’s stuttering. He’s so red in the face and does not know how to handle it. He’ll ask you to repeat yourself, and when you do, he can’t really believe what you just said. He’d nervously look away, flustered, and try his best to ignore what you just said. He gets so shy and doesn’t know what to do. He’s never had anyone flirt with him before, funnily enough, so he isn’t sure how to deal with it.