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A Once Innocent Act of Tenderness

Yandere Secret History Tails x Reader

I like how this is labelled as a yandere fic even though he’d totally behave like this in canon-

Yandere Oneshot ,, Word count : ≈ 5570

Author’s note : Good day, my darlings!! My apologies for disappearing two months at a time, burnout has been getting to me; though I’ll try my best being as active as I possibly can.

Decided to finish the xReader story of this sicko cause he’s been keeping me on my feet lately- I do just so happen to have more drafts of him in my notes, so hope I’ll be able to feed my fellow simps a little with these. =}

Quick note that these events do in fact take place before the There’s Something About Amy occurrences as a whole.

Reader could be implied having a light crush [Yet being in severe denial about it] on Tails , though this could instead easily just be summed up by being a naturally welcoming & sweet person in general.

SH Tails/Reader

Potential ⚠️TWs⚠️ :

Brainwash + Undone brainwashing [On Tails’ part] • Obsessive + possessive thoughts // behaviour • General toxicity • Forced Relationship • Co-dependency • Kidnapping • Murder • Slight detail of gore // blood • Major character death • Tails has beef with Sonic now • Tails was kind of a d1ck to you in the beginning

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It was sure as hell safe to say that Sonic has never exactly been- appreciative of the sudden change of plans and ideas the Sega company had always so carelessly thrown onto his back. Quite much like it was expected to be made out of steel or something. It has definitely irked him how somebody else’s decisions, mainly being out of greediness too, ended up as particularly his responsibility. He never wanted to deal with any of this, and he certainly couldn’t take use to some dumb partner whose headspace seemed to be on that of another planet for most of the time--Actually, scratch that;

in all honesty speaking, the yellow furred fox had seemed to be far from lucid. He sure as hell hadn’t planned to pay much attention to the two-tailed mobian hovering around him all the time, but how could he not?

Despite the obscure aura the newbie held around him, how much the self awareness of his surroundings had already seemed to be somewhat out of it, surely the whispered rants that could only be considered on the verge of literal insanity about a particular blue hedgehog and the overall same exact sentences who were being repeated over and over again weren’t missed by anyone who just so happened to be around.

He was creepy to a severe extend in Sonic’s opinion. He already hadn’t liked the idea of this random change, but actually upon meeting this new sidekick of his and having taken a good look torwards his clearly off behaviour never helped in the slightest. He had been attached to his hip on the second of their meeting- an-and for what???

So yeah, it had become quite the obvious he had started to feel pretty uncomfortable to be around this new mere acquaintance Sega had technically forced him to be around. But this unfortunately hadn’t exactly made it easy for the both of them, as he for sure tried his damnedest to make the fox very much aware of that fact.

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“That’s a bit exaggerating, wouldn’t you say?” You responded bluntly, to which Sonic let out a groan of annoyance. Looking past it, you simply continued with whatever you had been doing throughout the entire conversation already, still refusing to batch an eye in the matter whatsoever.

You found it absurdly childish how he had once again gone into a hatred filled rant about this new teammate, totally profiling the guy and criticizing him for the seemingly smallest off-putting actions and mannerisms. Torwards nobody but you for that matter. Gosh, he could have gone to anybody else with this, but of course. Of course he had just felt the need to select the one acquaintance who had particularly been known for disliking the unnecessary judgement torwards the new said company.

He had already been ill-treated enough in your opinion. Nasty stares were oftentimes being given to the poor fox due to the blue hedgehog’s complaining alone, and the unpleasant rumours that have been spreading around a lot certainly didn’t help with his image. It had gotten to the point you might have even gone out of your way to stand up to those who were gossiping behind his back. Often even managing to get a scold or two in on how it was absolutely unfair and not to mention, very unnecessary so to treat him as lowly as they did. You were aware of the fact that Sonic wanted nothing to do with this new designated partner of his. If anything, all of the mobians he hung around with had known, constant rants always having managed to be wiggled it’s way into the conversation. But harassing him to no end wasn’t going to solve anything.

It’s not even like you had been specifically close with him either, though you had always really tried to. Even now the little bit of hope you still had on befriending the fox hadn’t left, to which you made sure to truly try everything in your power in order to make things as welcoming and appreciative for him as you possibly could.

“Only cause it just so happens to be a side you’ve never experienced around him! Alright?? You don’t get it!!”

But no one is perfect, so you thought. Sure, he could behave somewhat off-putting at times, and he surely was clingy, but for anyone who kept their manners on the bare minimum of basic common decency, this really shouldn't determine on how others are treating him during that process.

“You rarely even know him yourself, Sonic. Much less the intend he might have with sucking up to you as much as he does. He likes and looks up to you, there’s nothing more to it!” You clenched your jaw, the last sentence having came out louder than you truthfully wanted it to.

Slowly but surely there was starting to grow tension between the two of you, but neither of you honestly wanted to truthfully admit to that.

“WELL!-yeah- guess I just don’t enjoy someone freakishly following me around to the point they might even walk in on me going to bed for the night. Surely you don’t seem like you would have an issue with that, would you now _____?”

But our tones ...

He rolled his eyes as your brows furrowed in response at the commentary. You felt quite embarrassed knowing your defensive behaviour quite literally screamed the obvious. Even if all you did was find their misjudging irrational, so far the rumour had been open and somewhat debatable among the group of heroes. And here you were; falsely ‘‘confirming” any assumptions and thoughts that may or may not have already been swirling around in their heads to begin with.

“E- excuse me-?? Inappropriate presumptions are not needed at a time like this!” Smug bastard... He was cornering you under simple assumptions that were created by nobody but himself for goodness sake, but thankfully you held average knowledge on how to bite right back. “Never the matter. Clinginess absolutely does not affirm that he means harm! Maybe just consider it being somewhat troubled with expressing emotions properly--don’t even act like you have a speck of knowledge on how to indicate yourself without coming off as a complete jerk at times either.” You spat right back, indirectly insulting his cocky behaviour and clearly referring to the bumpy relationships he’s always had with the rest of the team.

They were starting to get too loud for my liking.

He grumbled before opening his mouth once again. You had already taken the small guess that there wasn’t much positive awaiting to be heard, considering his frustrated expression alone.

“Why you-! Perhaps that wouldn’t have to be the case if that complete weirdo wasn’t constantly on my--”

Too ...

Loud ...

“Good evening!” You had cut him off, a now bubbly tone having wrapped its way around your words. It was rather funny to you how one single mobian was able to swift your salty mood within a matter of milliseconds, almost like you weren’t just on the verge of throwing the hedgehog in the atmosphere a minute ago. Despite the fact you were still facing Sonic’s way, you were able to make out the recognisable mere presence of another- of him with ease.

Deciding upon ignoring most of the muffled cursing coming from Sonic’s side, assuming it was either out of the irritation of being interrupted and shut down as quickly as it did, or the pure disappointment setting in right after managing to get one single glance at the new said occupancy; you turned around in your chair, your thoughts quickly being confirmed that it was in fact the yellow fox friend who was still standing solid frozen in the doorway.

“I’m really glad you were still able to make it today, Tails.”

You were sure your greeting hadn’t gone unnoticed upon seeing his ears twitch slightly at his name being called out, and you offered a somewhat quiet yet relieved laugh. Many had honestly just disregarded it, especially Sonic who had appreciated the peace and quiet for a while now for sure, but you? Of course you had taken an obvious realisation to the fox’s absence for the day, for such a long period of time too! Especially as he’d normally be glued to Sonic’s back for entire quests at a time, to the point Knuckles’ had to literally pry him off of him once. Hah ... atleast he was okay then-! You made sure to make a quick hand motion as hint to come over to the two of you who were having a- eh- rather “heated’’ conversation just earlier, but he didn’t have to be informed on that.

He wobbled over in awkward motions before stopping right before where you sat. You cringed at hearing a fake gagging sound from behind, which you could only presume was a Sonic who had likely just wished to leave the room immediately after the sudden and unexpected and... unwanted arrival.

Or perhaps not at all.

It may as well just been from the hints of your common saccharine attitude coming right out once again, knowing how he had always looked down upon any kind of romantic gestures with disgust--despite it having nothing to do with anything in this case.

You had honestly gotten so distracted by the sudden noise that you personally hadn’t noticed an eye twitch coming from a particular somebody in front of you. However, this still hadn’t caused the fox to cut off the blank stare he had given your own for a good minute or so. The long motionless eye contact making you somewhat fidgety as a nervous overwhelm got to you, but your sweet smile remained. It had almost felt like a staring contest, a challenge in order to prove something that was utterly unknown to you.

It had taken a little while for your eyes to slowly grow irritated by the dry state they started reaching by now, but mama raised no quitter surprisingly; He gave in first, eyes slowly blinking vertically as you patiently waited for any potential opportunities for a next move, yet at the same time fiddled with your decisions in case it was you who had to make the next move in the delicate position. Yet before your parched throat was even able to get out another sentence, the contact got to an abrupt end in the most straightforward and rejecting way possible.

His head rotated before instantly turning to the other institute in the room, seemingly having dismissed your salute completely and briefly latching himself onto Sonic’s side once again

“...”

You finally managed to get in a blink or two, trying to process what the hell had just happened right on the spot. Your thoughts slowly getting to you before turning your head to where Sonic was visibly fighting the guy, pushing and yelling and just trying to get the two tailed fox off of him. Your eyelids drooped slightly, you felt sad in a way with the realisation setting in that the mobian still wanted nothing to do with you.

It surely hadn’t been the first time this happened either.

In fact, there had been many occurrences where he behaved the exact same torwards you in advance. Straight up ignoring your presence, making minor promises you knew he would not keep, rarely wanting to participate in conversations you offered and giving blunt responses who were kept as short as mobianly possible when he did answer you--despite it being done in a strangely gentle manner; pushing you aside with his tails, shutting you up and changing the subject whenever you just so desired to talk about something, taking any given praises directed to himself fromout you and exchanging it right to fit Sonic’s agenda to outrightly encourage his foolish ego ... It quite literally had been anything that indirectly supported the idea of him hating you with every last cell of his body.

And it hadn’t even ended there either. You swore you had even noticed him ditch the room directly after you greeted him as lovingly as you always had. It caught you off guard by how surprisingly cold he had always been torwards you in particular. Despite the constant reassuring and sweet demeanour you’ve always kept up when being in one another’s presence, he sure as hell didn't seem to be interested in the kindness you had always offered him in the slightest.

Did he truly despise you so??

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A few weeks or so have passed after that said event and for improvement--No, nothing major had changed in the slightest. If anything, things have seemed to get only worse for your case, as the fox’ usual reserved demeanour torwards you had now turned into completely avoiding you at seemingly all costs.

It continued to set you into a somber state on a regular, perhaps even a daily basis, and the others were starting to take notice upon it. Even Sonic himself had given you a talk on how you should consider to give up on him and your one-sided liking directed torwards him by now, how he’s given you enough hints on lack of interest and how it was going to emotionally drain you alive in the process. And although you truly did appreciate the concerns for your wellbeing, you just weren’t one to give up that easily.

Speaking about Sonic; much to your appreciation, the constant trash talking had atleast gotten to a genuine stop--or better said, had toned down to a much more preferable level after your request got to him after a long while, which you could only assume was almost the millionth time you’ve mentioned it. But you made progress, which you were unimaginably grateful for. You remember Sonic’s particular aspect and ruder attitude torwards the fox used to set him off for literal days at a time, especially when this included in excluding him from activities Sonic took part in. And though this obviously never took a stop within Tails’ particular adoration with Sonic by any means, you’d usually be the one to notice him being a whole lot more quiet for the continuation of the day. His statements had always been somewhat rough to say the least, but it genuinely upset you how much lack of empathy there managed to be in his words.

Much like his did to you.

Your positions were so eerily similar in your opinion. You both followed another around in hopes of prevention of them feeling either lonely or misunderstood. You’d go to insane levels in order to prove yourself to the other. You’re both likely one to come off as too clingy or doting. You refuse to leave their sides despite them having shoved the rejection in your face time after time. The adoration is just one sided. The one we both cherish deeply hates us.

...

Atleast.

That’s what you’re thinking, aren’t you?

Truthfully speaking, fromout another’s perspective. Things were a whole lot different than you originally thought. You truly believe he detest you? Oh, no no. If anything, he likes you a little bit too much.

But he knew he shouldn’t be giving in now, he’s strictly not supposed to. It's always just been the duo of Sonic and Tails. It's all society’s ever known. It’s all he’s ever known. And yet here he was, having countless of protests being made somewhere far in the back of his head, slowly growing somewhat desperate for the slightest bit of any given reassurance at all. Desperate for the true role of a best friend. It was pathetic, really; walking after somebody who would never return the favour. He knew this and he used to enjoy doing the same thing to you at first, it gave him a sense of recognition and similarly, but now? It had stabbed him right in the back. He knew he shouldn’t have gotten as attached as he did, but he just couldn’t help himself, especially as you. just. wouldn’t. stop. No matter how much he tried pushing you away, you always came by after a little while, continuing to drown him in your doting sickly sweetness--But something he did realise at this point was the longer Sonic wouldn’t fill up his desires, his cup of patience would instead.

He used to despise how immensely doting you managed to be at times, despite the fact he’s always shared similar characteristics. Perhaps he was even worse so when looking at the circumstances, but for your case it had always just been assumed as a merely fake performance. An impostor. But if that was the case then-why? Why does the gentle smile you’ve always offered seem to be so authentic? Everybody else just immediately made him out to be as some ill freak, some had even feared his mannerisms at first glance. You were the only who gave him a chance. How do you make yourself out to seem so real in your position? But the longer you kept up this said “act” of yours, he slowly started coming to the conclusion that you ... Weren’t. All your acts of kindness and generosity were genuine.

And it's only when that realisation truly sets in, that his dull heart has unknowingly been growing a soft spot for you, skipping a beat or two whenever these thoughts of you clouded his entire mind time after time, one much larger than anyone could have expected it to reach.

But despite it’s major similarities it had to his adoration with Sonic, there remained a massive difference between the two, one that could cause his liking torwards you to easily pass over that of his main devotion.

One that would only be the bare start of sickening acts who ended up turning your entire life upside down, shattering it’s meaning into pieces.

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“Why are you acting so fearful, my darling?”

His high-pitched voice rang through the room, the walls making the sentence bounce and echo alongside the place; but those weren’t even all that needed for the words to be ringing and repeating themselves inside your own head already.

His mangled teeth gritted at the word of emotion in a way of confirming that he was, in fact, not all that amused by your now timid nature. You’ve never been scared or uneasy around him before, so what’s the deal with you now?

You were the only one who ...

There you were, restless and agonizingly sitting in the corner of the room on a stack of ripped blankets for your said comfort, but so far things have been quite the opposite for you. Chains around your wrists and ankles that have been a little bit too tight for your liking and your legs had already given out due to the lack of movement it’s been getting for-- how long has it been? Days? Weeks? You have zero clue of how long he’s been so casually said “keeping you safe” here down in this hellhole.

“My sincere apologies about the chains, my sweet, sweet _____. But you wouldn’t stop resisting in your position, I assure you understand my intentions”

No, you do not. You didn’t want anything to do with this anymore.

You noticed in the corner of your eye that he carefully reached out to you with his hand who was getting dangerously close to your face, to which you flinched away quite rapidly. Your head hung down, eyes still shut closed as tightly as ever to just avoid the contact with him. The sudden need felt strange to you, especially as you used to be the one openly reaching out for it yourself, but not after this. Not after seeing the amount of brutal acts he’s truly capable of. Not after seeing how twistedly unstable he actually is. It hadn’t been until your mind went back to about a week ago.

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The day had begun like every neutral one would have been; The team had been required for a quest, Sonic and Knuckles had argued for a short while like toddlers would, Amy needing to tear the two apart and scold them--and you? You mostly just stayed behind for the most part and watched the occurrences from a distance, not particularly wanting to be included in any minor problems and only wishing to help at a moment’s notice.

But there was something or well, someone who kept grabbing your full attention. The particular yellow fox who’d usually and unsurprisingly follow the blue hedgehog around like a lost puppy, which had now also just fallen on deaf ears by quite literally everybody, but this time? He did not. You did not enjoy to admit such things, but he held a suspicious aura around him, one that you’ve never felt around the mobian you adored so much before. It wasn’t until Sonic suggested speeding ahead to get the request easier done with when he had seemingly gone back to his usual self.

“I’LL GO WITH YOU, SONIC” His raspy tone screeched out fromout the background. To which all your doubts and worries washed away slightly as you quickly just assumed it as you being paranoid from the more disturbing rumours and information that’s been gathering back to you. Sonic, despite clearly feeling discomforted and somewhat irritated by the proposition, quickly shifted his attention onto you, unfortunately remembering the promise he’s strictly made and sighed. Defeated, he let the mobian catch up with the rest of them and made his way over to the wonky fox. “Just keep up” he warned, to which Tails’ neck cracked when nodding. You had made your way back torwards the team who were discussing the rest of their plan by now, wanting to give a quick ‘goodluck’ to the two right before they left. Though before you could even say anything, his neck shifted back to you; making direct eye contact for a second or two before his blank expression turned into something else, something ... Dark ...

There was this spark of unsettling and threatening excitement in his eyes, making your uneasiness from before grow right back, almost shattering onto you like an asteroid would. And his way too wide grin certainly did not help in the slightest. He held up an object, making sure it was only viewable fromout your sight, only for your eyes to see. An object that that was so small that you could barely even make out what it was at first. An object could only be recognised as an explosive, a dangerous one for that matter.

Almost like he was determined to end Sonic’s...

It was clear he had noticed the disturbance in your expression, as he quickly left with Sonic right after that, leaving you behind speechless and dumbfounded. “H-hold on a second--!!” was all you managed to get out after the information got to you. Freaking out, you ran after the two before Knuckles could even call after you, wanting to question the sudden panic in your tone, but you were already gone. This was no waiting matter, you knew taking your time could lead to terrible consequences.

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In the meantime, Sonic had taken an abrupt stop in the run, having taken notice upon the Fox’ much slower speed. And he wasn’t even going as fast as he’d neutrally go. What was the deal here?? Was he doing this on purpose? He could feel his frustrations returning in the back of his head when the two tailed mobian stopped in his tracks. That’s it, just standing there is as pointless as he’s gonna get. He impatiently tapped his foot on the floor to let his restlessness very well known, yet the fox did not give much reaction to the clearly irritated presence. He stood there for a bit longer before finally speaking.

“there you are, our nemesis...” he murmured, his eyes twitching once again and offering a smile that felt all too much fake. Relaxed arms resting behind his back with-something awful awaiting to happen. what was that? The atmosphere of the fox was the most uncomfortable Sonic’s felt with him in quite a while now, going out of his way to make his way over to the mobian to confront him face to face. He easily cornered the two tailed fox into a tree, getting indescribably close and wanting answers on his now specifically uncanny behaviour. “Listen here, if all you came with me for was to act freaky then you might as well just-!!’’

“SONIC!!!” The sound of your voice made his head switch up rapidly, now looking in your direction to see you running as fast as you possibly could on those little legs of yours. You looked like your body was about to give out, likely from the speed you’ve ran along the distance. Your expression and body language screamed something that could only be recognised as extreme distress. And your sudden appearance just so happened to distract him on the exact wrong moment, not noticing how the mobian he cornered had quickly stuck something small onto his body, temporarily leaving it in massive danger.

All you could remember from that point was half-yelling through your panting that you had caught up with Tails seemingly having a dangerous object accessible on this very moment. He had seemed shockingly neutral about the whole situation of getting caught and his said idol now screaming terrible things into his face, but you had taken no hesitation in continuously trying to stop him as something he seemingly forgot or not cared about was the fact the explosive had still remained very much prepared at his hands. It wasn't until Sonic went after you for in his words ‘continuously defending that lunatic’ and accused you of being just as mad and psychotic yourself that he reacted; pouncing onto the hedgehog, screaming and clawing at him in a type of aggression you’ve never seen before, making Sonic himself screech in agony at the pain and just trying to push the now hysterical fox off of him, leaving you to rip him away from the hedgehog by the arms. To which the now physically harmed Sonic quickly distanced himself and let out a faint “you’re sick ...’’

Perfect.

What the fox however, did not enjoy as much, was the blurred sounds of your fearful scolding. “W-what has gotten into you?? Tails--you can’t do this-!” He had seemingly calmed down now for the most part, so you let go of him, not wanting to admit that it was truthfully out of the fright you had felt after that moment of unrestrained emotions being expressed. But after that he did something you did not expect to happen, but you truly should have. “ahh~ but I can, my dear.” he took out a remote with one single button on there. You should have. “In fact;” he slowly pushed it in with his thumb. You really should have.

“I am one step ahead of you.”

The explosion made your ears ring as you were now covered with thick blood and ...Remains... Nobody’s but Sonic’s for that matter. You couldn’t scream, you couldn’t vomit, you couldn’t cry. You knew you should be feeling absolutely devastated in this moment, but your head wouldn’t let you. All you could do was stare at the fox--No... The culprit behind the distorted corpse who was now laying in pieces all around the place. The trees, the flowers, the ground, him... You, everything was covered with the blood and guts of somebody you once considered a good friend. Of the hero everybody loves dearly. Your form was shaking like a leaf in the wind as the delinquent made his way over to you; reaching his hand out to remove some of the blood and chunks that covered your pretty face. Your eyes showed nothing but traumatism, not even knowing how to react when the other of his slender hands went over to your neck; feeling a stinging sensation for a very short period of time before starting to feel offly light headed and numb-ish. You swore you were seconds from losing your balance before you felt his two tails wrapping their ways around your body, steadying you and preventing the fall. “It will be over soon, my dear. This entirety shall hold nothing more than being some rotten dream”

You felt your body being moved along the sentence without your control. Your head was spinning, even believing you still managed to hear Amy’s screams somewhere in the background. Your eyes were already struggling keeping themselves open properly, what the hell did he inject you with?? Nonono--You cannot lose consciousness now, who knows what he’ll do to you next?? The others they- they need to know what happened-! You tried to move your head torwards potentially the noises in the distance who were slowly becoming more and more faint as time went on, to which Tails grabbed you rather roughly by the chin in response. Upon hearing you wince, his grip loosened up a lot more, but still refused to let go whatsoever.

“DON’T-!” and then

“All you need is me--O-okay dear? Please. Only look at me.” everything became blurry.

Lookatmelookatmelookatmelookatmelookatme

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“LOOK AT ME!!!” you flinched yet again, but this time it has been at how loud the outburst at you zoning out had surprisingly been, as he was usually pretty quiet--or well. That’s what you used to believe, but apparently there had been a whole lot more things you weren’t truly aware of. You found yourself feeling abruptly stupid now for feeling the way you did torwards him, and you hated it even more that despite your current fearfulness of his actions, your soft spot still hadn’t disappeared as a whole.

“You know, my dear.” he started, noticeable grabbing your attention as you looked up slightly. “I used to associate our connection as being the true best friends that that absolute cretin of an imposter never desired to return, but ...” His smile widened once again, ripping at the skin as you mentally cringed slightly at the small yet seemingly painful move. “I could not believe how utterly incorrect you proved me to be. BEST FRIENDS IS NOT- ENOUGH--”

“What’s it called, what’s it called ...?” He quietly mumbled as he put his finger up to his own chin in question. “Ah, that’s right. LOVE-!!”

He laid his fingers on the bottom of your chin, lifting your head up to get a good look at you and your facial features, despite that your expression had clearly screamed that it hoped for quite the reverse of outcomes, having trouble even maintaining eye contact with his twisted ones. But what unrighteous came out of his mouth next couldn’t help but leave yours to widen severely in pure shock.

“You’re a saint”

You ripped your head from his hands, hanging it down once again with a saddening look plastered on your face, declaring that you weren’t exactly happy with the situation in your position. You didn’t want to hear any more, he is clearly a delusional being and you sure as hell did not want any of it to rub off on you.

“Oh, _____...~”

Just ignore him, he’ll quiet down eventually. But knowing damn well you were listening, he continued his sentence. It having come out more like a warning than anything else.

“They cannot love you. And you can’t love anybody else. You got that?” you just kept your head down. What do you even respond to that? And even so, there surely wasn’t a chance you’d agree to a suggestion like that, much less keep a promise about it. It’s not even like you could practically control who gain your likings. Who does he think he is?? He was the one doing nothing but literally pushing you away for months at a time-! That hypocritical---

“YOU LOVE ME-!!” he laughed out, startling you as he pushed you against the back wall of the room, letting out breathy chuckles that could only be written off as absolutely deranged.

“You're mine- only mine. You understand that? My precious. My beloved. My sweet angel--Mine. Mine. MinemineMINEMINE-!”

“Tai---” You pleaded, just wishing to try and get him to reconsider his choices, how this behaviour was not okay and far from healthy. But before you even got the chance, he forcefully connected his lips with your own in a possessive manner, the sharp edges of his crooked teeth hurting you slightly in the process, but honestly? You were too stunned to even notice properly, the act making your heart feel like it had stopped in surprise and feeling embarrassingly flustered in a way.

His hands caressed your arms and his nails dug slightly into them, though not necessarily in a way that it could potentially harm you. He pulled back and gave you a gentle smile, cheeks having a reddish tint, almost making you forget for a good minute that he literally kidnapped you. It was somewhat cute--NO- no ... Quiet yourself, this were clearly just your previous thoughts from all those weeks ago talking. The ones you held before he decided to go out and end Sonic’s life out of his said ‘protection’ for the relationship between the two of you. You got the attention from him that you wanted yet you felt absolutely miserable in a way. Honestly,

You knew only a miracle could save you now.

Small afternote : Thank you for reading <3 Decided to make this xYN art inspired by the story

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solntepyok · 2 years ago

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Lord X Guardians Headanons

A/N: I love these guys now.

Overview: Seven creations of Lord X that represent aspects of his emotions taken to their most logical extremes, made to hold his realm together while he's busy playing his twisted games.

Kito (Guardian Of Prayer)

Kito is the youngest but the weakest of the guardians, he shows a rigorous but devoted personality, always showing to being the voice of reason and never letting his feelings get in the middle of a conflicted situation. Kito is very levelheaded and patient but will sometimes kill someone if ordered to. Kito is the best to go to if you need to vent or if you need advice, despite being the youngest he's surprisingly very wise and helpful. Although he can be very strict, Kito is willing to listen to other opinions and thoughts on some issues, he might be willing to bend the rules a tiny bit if he finds it acceptable, but he will follow orders regardless.

Ken'o (Guardian Of Disgust)

Ken'o is known to be very cold, ruthless, and filled with nothing but the unimaginable hatred you've ever faced in your life. It's all he's familiar with and unfortunately, it's quite easy to get on his bad side, which can result in your inevitable death. Sadly, Ken'o is extremely rude, cold, and aggressive. If you manage by some miracle to get on Ken'o's good side though, he appears a lot quieter and keeps to himself, he will still be rude and aggressive but it's somehow a little more peaceful to be around him. He'll never admit if he's okay or not with you, but you can tell by how he acts, just try not to tease him about it.

Ken'o is probably the best for brutal advice, he'll never sugarcoat any information and it's always like cold water splashed in your face. If you ever follow through on his advice, even if it hurts your feelings, know he means well, and he genuinely appreciates you following through and listening to him.

Kofuku (Guardian Of Joy)

Kofuku is nothing more but an enthusiastic ball of energy, strangely capable of making any situation bright no matter how grim the situation is, and somehow can make people smile, no matter how mentally damaged a person is. Kofuku would appreciate anything you'd gift for him, especially if it's something with blue on it, he sees blue as the color of happiness and it could make his day if you did that for him. Kofuku is very polite and a great companion to have, but he's still quite deadly and will kill you if his master orders him to. Oddly though, if Lord X sees you as a favorite, you will get special attention and be his favorite too!

Gekido (Guardian Of Rage)

Gekido is a very reserved individual but surprisingly very polite and level-headed once he begins to open up to you, even if he's mentally not in the right place, he will kindly excuse himself from your presence, asking you not to bother him until he feels well enough to return. If you are Lord X's favorite, you will get special treatment, he's a lot more patient with you and is willing to help you with anything. If Lord X gifted you a power to fly for example, Gekido would be more than happy to train you, as long as you try your best with whatever you need help with, you do not need to worry about angering the lad.

Gekido would probably be nice to have meaningful conversations with if he's available to do so, whether that's talking about your thoughts on the universe to basic things like opinions on others, especially humanity. Gekido is probably best described as "Respect me & I will respect you", just don't take advantage of his kindness or disrespect Lord X, his rage is not to be taken lightly.

Zetsubo (Guardian Of Despair)

When it comes to sadness, Zetsubo would be the first to recognize it, especially other types like depression, anxiety, and other signs related to the topic, no matter how well you hide those feelings, even the ones where you may wish to hurt yourself, Zetsubo is already well aware of it. Zetsubo would probably not be the best person to talk about your problems but he could be willing to listen through it all. Oddly can be affectionate when you're truly at a breaking point, it all just depends, but he knows what it feels like, he won't let you suffer unless you truly deserved it. If you did deserve it, for example, rebelled or disrespected Lord X in any way, Zetsubo can make your suffering worse, but unless you had a very good reason, he may be merciful.

Some waters he resides in can glow if he wants it to, this usually resembles 'Healing Water' meaning you can go in and get healed if you are injured. Surprisingly Zetsubo works similarly to a siren, he can sing to lure in victims (It sounds masculine and very pleasant) but he can also use it if you have trouble sleeping. It's surprisingly very helpful.

Kyofu (Guardian of Fear)

Kyofu can be a jerk at times, he can pull out one of your worst fears and use it against you as a practical joke, he gets a real kick out of others' suffering, whether it is a joke or not. When it comes to people, Kyofu is very observant and extremely patient when it comes to scaring others, it's quite amusing how immature he can be at times, just not when the joke is being directed at you. Usually, he's pretty chill, occasionally might make snarky remarks, and can be quite troublesome, when in a serious situation, he can be quite scary from how serious he can be.

Yokubo (Guardian Of Desire)

Yokubo is the strongest of the guardians and is sadly known to be very egotistical, a hypocrite, and overall can be a jerk at times. No matter what the situation may be thrown at him, Yokubo can be very daring to an opponent to cross him, terrifying and laidback to the point he's confident in his power and disregards others' thoughts and feelings. Of course, there are times he may tease other people, but he can take things seriously if he feels it needed, he can be empathetic at times surprisingly, but it doesn't happen often. Sometimes he might be flirty, but it depends on the person and if it's related to a particular desire.

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One Last Try

Fandom: Sonic.EXE (One More Time / One Last Round)

Summary: Even breaking the rules can cause immerse consequences.

Warnings: Physical abuse, torture, swearing, & major reader death.

You had to be the most interesting specimen he has ever come across, sure he's captured and tortured many lost human souls that were unlucky enough to fall into his clutches, but you had to be the rarest and special of them all. You were just a regular mortal all before you got trapped in this digital world of a hellhole, you had everything you needed to succeed in life and the fact all that hard work was ripped away from you was a horror within itself, the intense fears and emotion flaring up within you was already enough to drive you into the brink of insanity. I mean who could even blame you at this point? This wasn't exactly normal, was it?

Your tyrant had this big inhumane smile of its features the second you fell into this world, after all, you weren't just some toy he could mess around with for all eternity, oh no, you were his, every bit of fiber you have belonged to the ruthless self-claimed God. You should be honored really, to even have something so powerful look you right in the eyes and choose you for his perfect new world, to play a part in sacrificing your soul to make him stronger, to be a part of something much more. Sadly, it wasn't the case and never will be the case, you despise this place, and you despised your 'God', escape was futile, but you never gave up, you never stopped trying, and that's what intrigued the creature in the first place.

Attractive as you were intelligent, you grew accustomed to this world you were trapped in, and you memorized every twist and turn of this place as you endlessly try to escape to get back to your home world, you can't give up, not after all the torment and brutality you had to go through. Your tyrant, as usual, watched you try to escape on the sidelines, since it was his dimension, he could feel and hear everything that goes around him, even if you managed to wander off further than you should, it'll be easy to locate you and drag you back to where you were originally. Reminding you time and time again that this was pointless, and that you should submit to him, just like all the others did.

It was funny, that determined spirit of yours roared louder than anything he's ever seen, you keep pushing on as hard and as fast as you can, determined to leave, of course, your tyrant hated that, but he couldn't help but admire how long you've been at it. The only thing that angered the blue hedgehog was the number of times you broke the rules, the countless times you found one of those golden portal rings that teleported you to a new location far from his grasp. He still found you quickly anyways, unleashing his merciless wrath on you, and oddly after all that he can't make you behave.

Maybe it's time to try something new, something more experimental to make the dog stop and acknowledge its owner, the hedgehog smiled to himself, yes, unfortunately as bad as he loved your determination and ability to last this long, the fun had to come to an end. You needed to learn a hard lesson because obviously, his methods are proving to be quite ineffective. That's soon all going to change, soon he will have this mortal perfectly wrapped around his finger, soon you will perfectly fall into place just like all the others, and you are indeed going to get the treatment you deserved.

You stopped to catch your breath as you ended up in a zone you were not quite familiar with, you looked around to take in your surroundings, it was eerily quiet here and dark, but thankfully you were able to see where you were going, so you decided to press forward. Something in your gut told you something was wrong, that something big was waiting for you just around the corner, but you ignored it, you've been tortured in more ways than you can count, this time won't be different, perhaps only the methods your tyrant may choose. Even then that was uncertain, he was very unpredictable by nature, and sadly that included his emotions as well, there's not a lot you can do when it comes to him, but if there's one thing you're committed to, it's not to be trapped here like the others.

As you walked through to dark and mysterious place, all you could hear was your soft breathing and your steps as you walked along the grass, it was odd that this place was silent and void of life, but it didn't surprise you in the slightest, how could it when this beast of a self-claimed God is taking over this place and treating everything like it was one big twisted game? It angered you just thinking about him, but your main priority was to be finding your way back home, away from this place and away from him.

That was until you saw the familiar hedgehog that had its back to you in the distance, some unknown raw but powerful energy made you freeze in place, putting fear into your very soul. Something was different, and that feeling in your gut screamed the same feelings as before, but it was too late now and there was nothing you could do except stand in silence with your tyrant that was right in front of you. It was an uncomfortable silence, it felt like you've been paralyzed with fear forever when in reality it's only been two minutes, what the hell was going to happen to you this time?

"You just don't get it, do you Y/n?"

Your heart seemed to stop at that very moment, neither of you moving a muscle as you stood there in fearful silence.

"You can't escape from this world no matter how many times you try, I'm always going to find you and I'm always going to bring you back to where it all started. But you don't care about that, do you? Because all you care about is going back to your home world, you will stop at nothing to get there, isn't that, right?"

His voice was dripping with venom, and an unfamiliar level of hatred flared in the atmosphere as you try not to dare say a word, you both didn't move, instead, your tyrant teleported right in front of you giving you a bit of a fright, his expression twisted into indescribable levels of anger as you were forced to face him once again.

"You've broken the rules for the last time Y/n, no matter how many times I had to punish you, it oddly wasn't enough to stop this nonsense. Even a pathetic worm like you, as interesting as you are, needs to be put in its place, and if you want me to not hold back this time, then so be it" His expression was replaced with that inhumane grin that shook you to your core. "Now, let's begin, shall we?"

Before you even had a chance to respond, he roughly grabbed your bottom jaw in a tight vice-like grip, you could feel his claws bury deep within your cheeks as you felt your tears threatening to fall. Why was this happening? For fucks sake you just wanted to go home, it's all you wanted, why did this thing have to be so damn stubborn? You didn't want to play by his rules, you didn't want to suffer through his twisted games, and you didn't want to do this anymore. Why can't he just let you go?

Without even a warning, your tyrant mercilessly ripped your bottom jaw off like it was a weak twig on a sturdy old tree, the pain was excruciating, absolutely nothing you had to endure before. You tried to let out a scream but all that came out was some sort of gurgling nonsense as you gripped the upper part of your face, your pupils decreasing in size as you try to process what had happened. The blue hedgehog chuckled darkly as he threw your bottom jaw up and caught it with ease a few times, not even once blinking or breaking eye contact with you, seeing the tears fall from your eyes was enough to excite the entity even more.

"Your one of my favorite little toys Y/n, but that doesn't mean you can do what you want"

All you could do was stare in fear as your tyrant towered over you like a wild predator, you didn't want to endure this anymore, the only thing you could do was run, even if it was all for nothing, it was better than standing around waiting for more messed up games he had planned for you. Out of all the things he's done, this was the worst thing ever that has happened, your jaw refused to stop bleeding out as you bolted to wherever could be the furthest away from your tyrant. Please, for God's sake, if there even is a God at this point, please why won't someone save you already?

"It's rude to run away when we're in the middle of something."

Coughing up blood you saw it, his hand penetrated through your chest enough for you to see your beating bloody heart, another gurgled sound erupted from your damaged throat as more tears fell from your e/c eyes. It hurt. It hurt so much, and nobody was here to save you, why did this have to happen? Did you deserve this? Is this how you're going to go down? Forever trapped like the others in enteral torture with no way out?

You collapsed helplessly right as he pulled his hand back out of you leaving a big gaping hole in your chest where your heart used to be. Your tyrant licks the blood off his glove, smiling at the accomplishment he had inflicted upon you, you were nothing but a naive little fool, but at least you made things interesting for a little while. You truly were a gem, a favorite in his eyes, of course, he'd never admit it to you personally but would show you in disgusting ways and not leave you alone.

After all, you were only just a worthless being in a God's world, even if you did follow the rules your fate would end up the same as last time. There are no happy endings. Too bad you were too naive and determined to not realize that sooner.

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Lover's-Quarrel

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A/N: My first request & this is for: @solntepyok :^) Hope you like it!

Warnings: Yandere elements, jealousy, torture, physical abuse, psychological abuse, & two entities just going at it.

You were mentally exhausted, hurt all over from the games your tyrant wanted to play with you, and your poor mental state was completely shattered, for once he had to leave early and wasn't exactly happy about being interrupted from his favorite game. There had been a disturbance in Lord X's dimension that even the soulless slaves felt as well, it felt like something, or someone came in and didn't even need to ask for permission to cross over, either that person was stupidly brave, or perhaps maybe something to match up to your tyrant's level.

Lord X's words were straightforward yet laced with a threat, his demand was simple, don't leave your current spot until he returned or else your punishment will be worse than you could imagine. Not once did you try to move, not even a muscle, seeing Lord X so worked up like this sent chills down your spine, you never really saw him that emotional before since he's usually calm and collected ever since you were dragged into his realm of eternal suffering.

At the same time, he did have his moments with you when you rebled against him, but most of the time he was very amused by you, his eyes twinkled with mischief as he deemed you a new favorite toy to play with, you were the only one here that actually put up a fight and he admired your bravery. Even if it seemed all in vain. Of course, punishments were in place to keep you in line, they all hurt like hell but the stubborn you were the worse the pain was. It isn't really wise to disrespect your God too many times after all.

Now here you were lying in the dull grass, bleeding from your critical wounds from what your tyrant did to you, even though he was half-finished with his game. You knew he was going to continue when he returned and honestly, all you wanted to do was be left alone, you even wanted to die but you doubt that even that will save you. Lord X had already claimed your soul a long time ago, so letting you go like that will never be possible since you are his most valuable treasure.

Without warning, your half-lidded eyes snapped open as you were quite literally grabbed and picked up like a light object, large fingers wrapped around your waist and lifted you up for you to face a person you had never seen before. The man, or what looked like that took the form of a humanoid man was observing you carefully, oddly handling you like a delicate piece of glass.

"You must be this treasure he was talking about, I have never seen anyone mistreat a favorite in such a way before. Although it doesn't seem all that surprising knowing how X is" The man said to you, dismissing your injuries as a regular occurrence and treating this brutality as a day-to-day normal thing. It wasn't even surprising anymore that someone would say that after how long you've been here, what surprised you was seeing a new face for once, and how did he know who your tormenter was?

In the middle of your thoughts, the man pulls out what looks like a dull green mushroom and told you to eat it, you hesitantly did and suddenly all your heavy injuries were gone. You felt so much better and felt like you could breathe again, could this specimen be your potential savior from this world? You hoped so, but so far all he's been is polite and nice to you.

The world around you glitched in red static without warning causing you to look around in panic, the large man that held you in his large hand sheltered you with his other large hand with a more slightly annoyed expression, he knew he was coming any moment, and this was not going to be a fun confrontation. Knowing Lord X's feelings towards what's his and someone else handling them can really set this hedgehog in a bad mood. Of course, this man was ready to deal with that, it's not the first he had to deal with the self-claimed God's chaotic emotions.

"I don't mind you coming into my dimension, but don't ever enter in the way you did again. Secondly, why are you touching what's mine?" The hedgehog's voice was angry despite keeping a calm exterior, honestly, he was trying to hold himself back from attacking his best friend.

"Because I'm curious about the little creature" the large man stated calmly and maturely, he lowered his sheltering hand and made you vulnerably visible to your tyrant. The hedgehog grits his teeth in frustration seeing you all healed up and kept away from him in such a way, suddenly he takes a deep breath and returns back to his natural behavior.

He flies up and lands on the large man's hand, standing literally right next to you where you remained sitting on the large man's palm. Lord X placed a firm grip on the top of your head with a smirk causing the large man to narrow his eyes at the hedgehog's actions.

"Y/n, meet my best friend MX, don't get used to him around though"

So that's who this large man was, these two being best friends seemed to make sense knowing these two just look scarier than each other, the large man called MX placed you both down on the grass as he quite literally shrank down to a normal size. Still way taller than both of you but reasonable height nothingness. Lord X still had quite the grip on your head, you knew it was only a matter of time before the game he pulled before was going to start up again, the fear and dread you felt were already building back up.

The grip was slowly getting stronger that you felt your head was going to break open like a weak pinata, he seemed eager to crack open your head as if a million dozen candy pieces were going to come out, however, he was rudely interrupted when a bone-crunching punch to the face sent the hedgehog flying off behind you and releasing his death grip on your head.

"That is enough X" MX said as your tyrant crashed harshly into some rocks behind him, the force was enough to make him buried alive in them that you were almost convinced you thought he was dead. Of course, you had to be wrong. The hedgehog broke a hand free before pulling himself out of the rubble, his demeanor changing dramatically. His best friend had honestly crossed a line. And seeing you hide behind him like a frightened child was enough to piss him off even more.

Out of all people, why you? Why were you the one he seemed was even worthy to be acknowledged as worthy of respect? You were a toy, an insect, an inferior creature that not even MX should bat an eye to, so why? It was simple, MX had observed you from his own dimension after Lord X spoke highly after claiming your soul and having you for himself. Just watching you over time made the large man develop a soft spot for you and just seeing this on a daily annoyed him to an extent.

Lord X lost all control and attacked his best friend, his emotional state shattered from jealousy and protecting his mere plaything like you were a person. You were a person, but your tyrant doesn't look at you as one, you were only a form of entertainment for him nothing more. The hedgehog attacked his friend and MX gladly obliged and attacked back so that you were forced to run and take cover before you were dragged in it.

The fight was brutal, merciless, and something you had never seen before in your entire life. To think a long time ago you even had a chance to escape from this hellhole was laughable, seeing what your tyrant is cable of with his reality-bending abilities and his fighting skills made you feel weak in the stomach, honestly, it looked like these two might be evenly matched because every time you thought the fight was over, it just kept going.

Every critical injury didn't even phase either of them as they kept fighting like bloodthirsty warriors, attacks ranged from torn flesh, to what should've been broken bones and inhumane fighting styles. Soon the fight died down and they came to a truce before both laughing as if this was normal and fun to do. This terrified you, and since they were both distracted at the moment, you took the opportunity to make a break for it.

You ran down all sorts of areas of the dead and nightmarish place that was once known as Green Hill Zone, jumping over obstacles, dodging potential enemies, and running down whatever path you thought would be safe to go to. You soon collapsed on your knees, your lungs burning from how long you've been running, how long have you been going at it anyways? 30 minutes? You weren't sure, but looking back you were pretty sure you lost them.

"Found you"

That voice, that damned voice belonged to your tyrant, and he was close up to your ear, two of his hands holding onto your shoulders. You could feel his hot breath on your neck as you were just frozen with fear. This wasn't a surprising outcome since this exact situation happened before, and you were afraid of the pain he was about to inflict on you.

"I must commend you on your efforts for being this committed for running this long, he was right about you, you really are a special one, I almost envy him," MX said as he casually walked to catch up with his friend. Lord X laughed in response as he held you down swiftly with one arm, your face squished on the grass floor.

That's when the pain hit, your backside was slashed causing you to howl out in pain as tears spilled down your cheeks, the hand that was holding one of your arms was bent in an unnatural way which caused your bone to snap painfully. It didn't stop there though, your tyrant was merciless enough to rip your arm off, watching in horror as the skin ripped apart, and seeing you lose an arm shattered your sanity. The excruciating pain was so overbearing that you couldn't think or speak anymore.

Your savior though, or so you originally thought was just standing there watching the brutality unfold. He didn't even react or acknowledge your feelings or the pain Lord X was putting you through, he just stood and watched. Like this was a movie. This was the most entertaining thing in the world.

Originally when the MX and Lord X started fighting though, they made a bet, whoever won by giving the other the most hits get to do whatever they wanted with the human toy. Lord X obviously chose to torture you and MX chose to get to know you better without Lord X causing too much damage to you. Of course, since this is Lord X's dimension and is the strongest one here, obviously won the bet and now having fun with his prize for the day.

Lord X kept going until you were no longer conscious or functional enough to keep up with the torture, you just lay there motionless, a bloody pulp, just a messy human toy that Lord X just broke without care. He will revive you back later to play again, so it didn't matter all that much to him.

MX said nothing, the whole time just stood there and witness a brutal murder took place, Lord X sighed satisfied before standing up and approaching his best friend. "I thought they'd last longer, but at least they made it entertaining for me," your tyrant said with a proud smirk as if he accomplished something that had just changed his life. MX made a soft disappointed hum in response but said nothing, it was sad he had to go to such lengths but alas a bet is a bet.

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solntepyok · 2 years ago

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Possessive Of What's Mine

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Warnings: stockholm syndrome, psychological abuse, physical abuse, torture, some elements of fluff (?), reader is mentally damaged & is too afraid to fight back.

It had been only a few weeks since you had been claimed and taken in the clutches of this crystal hedgehog demon, he treated you like anyone else that was stuck in this world, you play by his rules or else you would face his unmerciful wrath, not that he was merciful, to begin with. Speaking of which the oddest thing that's happened is that he never claimed your soul as quick as he did with the others, the other slaves were honestly surprised you were even still intact after this time, but they knew this is because you were special, and Xenophanes had something very specific planned for you.

However, don't take this as you were safe from harm, oh no, you had your fill of games this hedgehog wanted to play with you. And it hurt, some worse than others, but still wasn't enough to kill you, but enough to make you experience the edge of death. In some cases, Xenophanes would heal all your injuries instantly and continue the game again, torturing you in all sorts of ways that are considered inhuman, and would laugh at your futile attempts to escape or stop him. One time your stomach was slashed open, and your organs were hanging out as you helplessly tried to hold yourself together, the tears and damaged emotional state you were in turned Xenophanes on and he couldn't get enough of your weakened state.

There were some rare occurrences where he'd leave you alone for days, putting you through this false sense of safety before attacking out of nowhere, sometimes after he was done with torturing you, he'd either hold you in his arms and will not let you go, inhaling your scent and is content or just follow you around, going feral if anyone approached you. It was quite bizarre behavior and honestly, it scared you even more, you never know when he's gonna go back and hurt you again.

Now here you are choking on your blood, critical gashes all over your body as the crystal demon is holding you protectively in his arms, using his healing abilities to undo the damage he did just seconds ago, eventually, you could feel no more pain and breathing became easier. You dared to look at the demon's face, his expression had a dangerous mix of satisfaction and something else you didn't want to know.

"Feeling better?" He asked with a twisted smirk which you nodded quite quickly, the hedgehog nuzzles you in response and buries his head in your soft hair, holding you close like how a predator caught its prey. It was very possessive and attached to its new victim, something about you he's just addicted, and he can't have enough of. You were so soft, so fragile and so innocent, sure he came across a lot like you, but you were different, you were special. And you belong to him, not that you had much of a choice, he didn't love you in that aspect, but he'd go feral if he lost you. You were the special element out of all the slaves he's obtained.

But your soul? It was wonderful, it had a sweet fragrance to it, very alluring and he wanted it oh so desperately. But it wasn't your time yet. Being close to you like this was an excuse to be close to your soul, it was overbearing, he was happy, and he couldn't get enough of that feeling you put him through. Claiming it would only be like a drug, it'll be good at first but then the soul would be gone, so he kept you intact just for the high you give him every time.

In a state like this, he's surprisingly gentle and clingy, and even follows you around and acts cat-like. This is the only time you're permitted to touch him, stroking his quills and facial squishes make him overjoyed, sometimes if you're lucky you can make a loud purring sound come from the demon.

"Nobody can hurt you or do anything to you except for me" His voice was gentle for once, he was nuzzling you a lot, loud purrs came from his chest, and he was relaxed. For now. "Nobody can come within a 5-meter radius without MY permission" His gentle behavior slowly begins to dial down, and you felt the dread kick in, this hedgehog may be possessive but extremely jealous was another factor you hated. He usually takes it out on you but when he's calm, he either leaves you alone or goes back to his gentle activities again. Grabbing your cheeks, you were forced to look at your tyrant, his expression twisted into anger and on the verge of snapping. "I am GOD, your only God, do you understand me mortal? YOUR MINE" His claws sank into your cheeks and before you could spit out an answer he attacked, slashing your face which made you temporarily blind and fall on your back. Not even giving you a chance to breathe or react he lifted you in the air with your throat, his grip tightening as he was growling like a wild animal.

Nobody can have you.

Nobody can take you away from him.

You were not going to leave your master.

And how dare you make him feel this attached and obsessed with you.

Eventually, he throws you to the ground with enough force you felt your right arm break from the impact making you cry out in pain. The hedgehog tilts his head seeing you wither like a worm, you just wanted to die, you wanted to escape this hell and from him. But maybe death wouldn't save you, because you're in his world now, and he was not going to play nice or lose you so easily. Just like that the hedgehog pulls you close and begins to heal you again, he was calmer now but still had an irritated expression on his face. You knew better than to pull away from him though, last time you angered him just by resisting his touch.

Oh, what a nightmare you're in. What did you deserve all this for?

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solntepyok · 2 years ago

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Hey Solntepyok, I saw your message on coming back. I'm glad you're back and we all missed you!. Please don't feel guilty and remember it's not your fault for being burned out. There are hard times but they will get better over time. Your health is very important and you must always take it care of it. Take as much rest and breaks you want. School, test, homework and exams can be really hard so it's understandable if you want to keep on studying, however please take breaks and don't be so harsh on yourself. Health and taking care of yourself is one of the most important things in an person's life. So... Don't rush yourself with writing and take as much time you want. We love you very much and I'm sure that everyone here will be patient ❤️ You are loved❤️❤️🌸.

Thank you so much for your kind words! I am very grateful for your support. It means a lot to me🥺❤

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solntepyok · 2 years ago

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Hello. I sincerely apologise for taking so long to post anything, I think since September, but I have some not so good news to justify it. I think I'm getting emotionally burned out. I'm in the middle of an intense study period at University, all I do is walk home, do my homework/housework and go to bed. I don't have the energy for anything else.

I'm still into Sonic.exe fandom, hopefully that will pass. Everyone who ordered Sonic.exe and Outlast requests, I want to say a huge thank you! You all have great ideas, I really hope it doesn't take too long. Please take care of yourselves.

#vent post

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solntepyok · 3 years ago

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LORD X IS SUPER TINY. LITTLE GREMLIN…. I want to hug him :)

Haha, Jesus! Though why am I surprised, Lord took Classic's body as his base, X could even be said to be a bit taller. The same Xenophanes in his crystalline form is about 4 feet in canon, if my memory serves me correctly. Generally with that information they lose all their formidable appearance... But I still respect the canon, there's no way without it.

#damn X is very small #lord x #sonic.exe

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solntepyok · 3 years ago

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Goshh, this is the best first of September present ever! Thank you so much for tagging me here! I'm really very pleased. Posts like this are very inspiring, in fact!

I'd like to mention the following gorgeous, in my opinion, writers whose work makes me incredibly excited. Here you go! @phantomrubyy @fvs-imaginings

It’s Fanfic Writer Appreciation Day! So go on, appreciate the fuck out of those who generously share their ideas and talents with us. Today and every day after.

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solntepyok · 3 years ago

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Oh my God, I'm thrilled! You know, as soon as I sent you my request, I somehow realised with horror that I had written it too... detailed or something? That I didn't let open you up with it. But you did a wonderful job with both Xenophanes and Majin! I really liked that Xeno, in your style, is truly evil, not even a hint of the pellucid side. He's calculating, he has a cold mind, he's a ruthless and fierce monster who desires total submission to him, pain and suffering. You have also brilliantly depicted Majin: on the one hand he is very friendly (especially to the reader), but on the other he harbours a very powerful force which he can use at any moment.

I would like to single out the reader's relationship with Xenophanes and Majin. You have beautifully prescribed that the reader, seeing Xenophanes, feels nothing but wild terror, animal fear, a desire to escape, to hide from his tyrant. Xenophanes does not even play with the reader now, rather he longs for their total destruction, and even more so after exactly what they have done (running away from him, that is simply inadmissible). As for Majin, he is like a breath of fresh air for the reader. It is wonderfully evident that Majin more or less cares for them, trying to keep them safe from any danger. Next to Majin, the reader feels free (from the moment Xenophanes, lurking in the trees, listens to the conversation). All in all, I really enjoyed it!

Oops, somehow too much came out again... Even here my writing ability is showing😅. But I want to say that it was a great pleasure to read! Thank you for writing it! ;))

Hello! I would like to say that I really, really liked your post where you imagined the relationships of all the .exes. These relationships were so... true! You really got into the character of each of the hedgehogs, and that's really great!

I'm assuming Majin is one of your favourites, and the way you've imagined him just blows my mind. If it is possible, could you please write some headcanons or drabble (as you wish) of Majin and Xenophanes' relationship to the reader? Very often these two are shown in fandom as enemies, and you are no exception, and I really enjoyed this trope! Well, I imagine the reader somehow miraculously managed to escape from Xenophanes and accidentally find Majin. The reader is tired of Xenophanes' constant torture and abuse and they pour out their problems to Majin, asking him to save them from their tormentor. Majin may not be an angel in the flesh, but he tries to console the reader, for he himself detests Xenophanes.

Soon Xenophanes manages to find both the reader and Majin after all. He is very, very angry: he furiously demands the return of his toy, he is ready to engage in a fierce fight. Majin, on the other hand, is ready to accept the challenge: it's a good chance for him to have some more fun and show his strength, all the more so if he can do anything to help the reader in this way.

To be honest, unfortunately, I haven't decided on an ending, but you can stop at the beginning of the skirmish and leave an open ending (the reader themselves will decide who wins), or you can take it further in your own way. As you wish!

Thank you in advance if you decide to take up this request. Have a good day/evening/night! ;)

Oh absolutely yes I can do this >:) I've had a good few days to think about this and I think I've finally got something good all cooked up! This one's gonna be open-ended, just because of how long this is 😅 but!!! That also leaves opportunity for some other neat prompts if someone wants to see this continued :)

This is VERY long by the way, so it'll all be under here ↓!

Now, to start us all off, let's see how both Xenophanes and Majin feel about you in this scenario;

• Xenophanes sees you as a personal toy, a most prized plaything. You're a soul he had yet to tire of, even after countless rituals of the most grueling and bloodchilling torture that no person should go through. So for you to come out of these carefully crafted games of cat-and-mouse the same, with your psyche intact...he just wanted to break it. He wanted to break you, and leave you at his feet grovelling and begging for mercy, any kind that he would be willing to spare you. The idea of someone so strong-willed finally bending and cracking beneath his rule made him burn hot; it sent him into some kind of hungry, mad frenzy. Like a dog who cannot reach its prey because there was a fence inhibiting its path, he was for the moment trapped in his own game, raking his claws along this metaphorical barrier in his attempts to reap your soul and make it his. He wants nothing more than that, and won't stop until he gets what he wants.

• Now Majin on the other hand, he's something of a savior. To you, at least. It seemed he just whisked you away from this cage of torment you'd been forced to suffer through for countless ages, into a quiet place that was so...different from what you'd grown accustomed to. He saw you as an acquaintance, and perhaps a friend once you have recovered from injuries you'd received while still under Xenophanes' claws. Majin would service you in any way that he could, simply because he could carry out just about any desire you so pleased if you simply asked him to. His strength — terrifyingly strong, and even still intimidating to you — was nothing more than a shield for you to fall back on, in the case that Xenophanes were to come and take back his precious toy. You may hate the crystalline demon, but nothing makes Majin's blood boil more than the face of, well, another demon (especially in his realm.) To him, Xenophanes was the antithesis of himself; black hatred, that rotted and killed and tortured the innocent, took almost erotic delight in the capture of those he'd locked his soulless eyes upon. And that was simply part of the reason why he protected you so fiercely.

So now, with enough time past, you'd settled in almost comfortably. Of course the threat of Xenophanes was never truly gone; he could arise with blackened claws at any moment and tear your heart out with his bare teeth. But he hadn't. And the almost tranquil environment that Majin called his own had remained undisturbed since he brought you in. His company was enjoyable, and never tiresome; something critical to you whilst you amply recovered from the array of lacerations and other physical traumas you'd gotten. Majin was — for lack of better words — like an angel come to save you. You simply couldn't be more grateful for his rash appearance, and daring maneuver to steal you away.

Steal he did.

Because Xenophanes was still seething over the loss of you. He had not — and would not — cease his incessant search for the doll he'd yet to break until he found them and stamped them into porcelain shards beneath his heel. And be damned, for he swore that he would find you. That the longer you evaded him, the worse your punishment would be. The very thought got a rise out of his quills, their crystallized tips creating an awful rattling sound when struck together.

He just had to find the right spot to find you. And then he would track you, leave trademark and telltale signs that he was in your vicinity. He wanted you scared for when he would leap and gnash his fangs against your flesh. The fear that he'd have accumulated would be simply marvelous when he bled you dry.

It seemed, by some dark miracle, that his hunt had gone one step closer in finding you. There was a peculiar tinge to the air; not quite an odor, nor a breeze, but a feeling. A disturbance in the order of the surroundings. This demon's head lifted, scoping everything out as far as the eye could see, his ears training on every sound that drifted through the quiet grove he'd found himself in. It was his assumption that some kind of thick cover you would hide within, since it would mask your presence from him (that is, until he'd catch on to the residues of your scent. And how that would give him a perfect little trail to follow and torment you with while he drew closer.)

He just had to wait; there was a feeling in his black gut that there was going to be an opening for his pursuit of you somewhere around there shortly.

Quite literally, an opening for him. Like there was a little circular tear in the air, the surrounding brush got instantly, eerily quiet. Like a predator hiding itself from its prey, Xenophanes crouched down with only his eyes gleaming through gaps of ferny leaves, watching coldly. There were voices — two, that he could distinctly make out. One sickeningly airy, untroubled. Making promises to someone else. And the other...it took him a moment; after all, it was rare for him to hear your voice when it wasn't crying from pain or shrieking with fear. Yet hearing you so close, it made his fur stand on end, and his muzzle pull back in anticipation. He could not wait to get his claws back on you. Despite his craving desire to leap in now, he knew that like any skilled predator, the most successes came to the ones with the most patience and stealth.

Out of that hole in the world stepped a hedgehog diminutive in scale compared to himself. Bearing a mask of joy, Xenophanes' stomach churned at the sight of it. He despised the carelessness that this figure exuded, yet what he despised more was that they seemed to be someone under wraps with you. Hiding you from him.

For one whose stature was as large as Xenophanes, it should be hard to make fast maneuvers with minimal sound. Yet he was essentially silent as he broke his cover behind that other hedgehog's back, and clawed his way into the other side of this ring wormhole just as it began to rapidly close.

Before you was the tyrannical form that would always be ingrained into your head. Teeth bared, claws flexed, and his eyes trained directly onto you. They coldly watched you, his muzzle turning up into a fang-filled and grim, snarling smile. The smile of death, that brought no sweet kiss along with it.

"Found you." He rumbled deeply, his terrible voice making your body tremor. You jumped back with a start, tripping over your feet and falling flat on your back, hot sparks of pain flaring up your elbows that caught the weight of your fall. Finally, he had you once more. You would become his again.

His towering figure lurched forward towards you, bringing you ever so closer to those dagger-fangs that he planned on shredding you apart with. The dead glint in his eyes sparkled menacingly as he took a step forward, grim and gruesome ecstasy raising his quills as he already began to look forward to this final chase. Oh, you thought you'd gotten your freedom? So sorry, dear. It all lead back to him eventually. His claws would wrap around you and claw your belly again soon.

Scrambling upright onto your feet again, you silently made a break for the twisting treeline nearby. You just needed to hide until Majin came back — it had to be soon, right? If he could notice ants that had wandered in mere moments after their arrival, surely Xenophanes would be like a red alert. Or was it only when he was within his own realm that he knew what was inside? You were not one to pray, nor believe in divine intervention. But you really, really needed that angel of yours to come back soon. Because the devil was on your trail, and it was only a short matter of time before he dragged you back into hell.

You dared not even to breathe even as you ran, endless racing thoughts cycling your head. Would your presence be masked? Would Xenophanes find you in these woods? You knew them, and he didn't. That had to count for something, right? Please let that stall him. It was virtually all you had.

All your running did though was spur the demon to give chase, his blood pumping strongly as he used every one of his senses to zero in on you. He was gaining on you fast — you could hear his breath growing closer and the sounds of cracking wood as he powered his way through the trees in his path. Something was roared at you but was whisked away; you couldn't make out the words even while he thundered closer to you.

His claws were nearly at your back. Just a little closer, and a swipe, and he'd have you. You'd be all his. The doll of his that he would do all that he pleased before breaking. Just get in his grasp—

With the turn around a trunk you seemed to disappear. Xenophanes swung his head this way and that, his eyes burning with the fury and hatred of something that wasn't anymore like a cruel child upon its toys. This was the rage of a god that had lost its chance for power. Slashing deep gouges into the bark of any sickening blue tree that was in sight, he knocked them over with ease, snarling and hissing in contempt. He could NOT have lost you again. He was so close to getting what he wanted and he lost it. Again!

Your angel had come back. A hand clasped over your mouth, the soft brush of another wiping away your scared tears. Oh, how your heart beat like a terrified bird in a cage... If only Majin had come back sooner before you'd gotten so scared. The both of you watched silently as Xenophanes continued to destroy all wood that he saw. He could see neither of you, but you witnessed every bit of carnage and destruction he caused. Such was the way of the god's woods. They could become as confusing or as linear as he wanted them to be.

"He can't hear us." Majin softly whispered to you, nearly drowned out by the incessant howling roar of the crystal trespasser. It was revoltingly loud to the masked hedgehog. His grasp on you loosened as he made a motion for you to stay quiet, while he stepped forward. "Just stay here."

He seemed to read your mind, because he added on; "I won't let him get you."

You watched with fearful dismay as Majin stepped towards Xenophanes, cowering behind the tree trunks to keep yourself hidden. Powerful as your savior may be, you didn't want to risk your chances being caught a second time. A third in total.

You, you, you. That was all that burned in Xenophanes' mind while he hunted for your trail again, his teeth madly bared and clacking together in rage. He would find you again. He would tear apart that snickering fool that dared to approach him. His snarls turned to Majin, all of his fur and quills raised and puffed out menacingly.

"You," he drawled out in one long, loathesome hiss; "you stole them from me."

"Stole? From you?" The look on Majin's face was insufferable. And that he dared to laugh afterwards? It made Xenophanes seethe. "My dear friend! I believe this is all a big misunderstanding. I didn't steal anything from you!" He gave the much taller demon a mocking courteous bow, as if to prove his submission or innocence. "Rather, I simply came to help someone who was in need."

How long that this act could be kept up, he wasn't sure. Every moment that this trespasser was in his wood, the more silently angry he got. The more he hated this pitiful demon that paraded around as a god. He didn't know the first thing about being even close to one.

"They were in no need. They were mine, and mine only." Xenophanes' muzzle upturned as he bared now not only his fangs, but his gums as well. His patience was running thin, and now would be only a matter of time until he sank his teeth into the chest of this antagonizing jester and ripped the heart of him out. Perhaps he would eat it right above his corpse as well. "Give me back their soul, and I will take my leave."

"But leave you walking the earth after you tore apart one of the only things of my world?" The miniscule blue figure sneered, two thin pinpricks of light staring up at his enemy. "I don't take kindly to those who ravage my domain, dear Xenophanes." The name was like acid on his tongue, burning and sour and dripping with poison. The trees closed in around the two of them, their branches reaching down and forming makeshift shackles around the purple hedgehog. Around his wrists, his throat, his muzzle. He was effectively silenced with nothing more than wood, and forced to either hiss or listen.

"Don't give me that!" In response to the incessant hissing, Majin struck the middle of Xenophanes' nose with his palm. His eyes burned almost as bright with hatred as the demon he'd chained, the two of them both tense and bristled. "You have two options. The first, is you leave. A thousand paces away I have your ticket out opened for you." Suddenly his voice darkened, and he gripped Xenophanes by the chin none too kindly. "But if you remain longer than ten minutes, or go to find that human—"

One of his hands grabbed onto one of the more sizable quills that adorned Xenophanes' head. In one swift motion, Majin ripped it from its root, the spine he'd so unceremoniously harvested glowing bright pink in his palm. "Then you will die here, alone, and you will not be spared a death that would be considered a mercy until I am through with you." He kicked the tyrant onto his back, and ground his heel right into his chest. Staring hatefully down at him, Majin quietly hissed. "Do you understand?"

There was no response other than a vile glare back. Without any premonition, Majin dug his heel further into Xenophanes' chest, his voice rising in tone. "I said, Xenophanes; do you understand?"

To be brought down was something considered a disgrace, something that only his victims should do. And to submit to the will of something stronger was simply the fate of the world. Xenophanes had believed himself to be the apex predator, so for him to bow his head in acknowledgement and nod...if he could feel shame, his ears would be burning hot with it right now.

"Good, then!" The pressure lifted from his breast, and he was hoisted back onto his feet by the same branches that had restrained him. "If you leave before your time is up, the moment you step outside those shackles will wither away and die. My promise."

The air got suddenly several degrees colder, and the pitch darkness seemed to get even darker. Even the trees grew less visible, while Majin laughed to himself beside the newly shamed demon. His smile grew wider, while he gazed off in the direction of Xenophanes' timed chance for escape. No longer did his eyes burn with hate.

It was the euphoric anticipation of a much larger beast closing in on its prey, for nothing other than a life-or-death game that it took so much joy in.

"Start running."

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