#Nine x Reader

[ctheathy]

Hello, I hope you have a nice day! , I would like to request a headcanons of yandere nine x reader being kidnapped by doctor eggman

Yandere Nine w/ Darling who got kidnapped by Robotnik

Nine x Reader

Yandere Headcanons

Short Concept

Author's note: You, my dear reader, are all out for the drama and I'm here for it~!

Nine/Reader [Romantic Tendencies]

[Gender-neutral Darling|Female Darling|Male Darling]

Potential ⚠️TWs⚠️ :

Possessiveness • Nine is so traumatized omfg- • Eventual PTSD • Age regression • Overprotective behaviour • Poor mental state • Paranoia • Emotional dependency • Trust Issues • Insomnia • Violence

Pfft. If Nine wasn't already considered severely unhinged before, he most certainly will be right now. Oh how much terror the fox would feel in the pits of his stomach, the horror in his eyes, the helplessness in his heart. He most certainly would have never allowed this to even remotely come forward if he were the one to be in your presence. But... he wasn't. The whole team would have felt this immense sense of hesitance and dread to even tell him about it, having noticed his attachment and emotional bond towards you... and when the words slip from Sonic's mouth, not ready to test the nine-tailed foxes’ impatience, he cracks. And not just any regular burst of anger, he has a complete mental breakdown.

Nine will be nothing less than a ball of angst and fright at this point, something which he desperately tried to cover up with an infuriated facade, despite his evident worries from your abduction. But none of that would matter in the end, because he'd behave completely berserk one way or another. He doesn't dare rest or waste time for that matter until he can hold you in his arms again. Likely as soon as they reach The Chaos Council to try and bring you back... Nine would not hold himself back, still taken over by his violent meltdown. Instead of trying to avoid the Council's eyes and enemies that are in the way, maintaining a low profile as he'd say, he releases all of that pent up malice.

Though he'd leave many of the his robotic opponents onto the grounds ...torn to scraps by the fierce abilities of his mechanical tails, Nine would be surprisingly merciful to any living mobian for the sake of getting answers on where you're being held hostage. Because remember; although venting out some of his frustrations during the fight was equal to his hostility towards those who just so happened to be in his way, this mission is not and never will be about assassinating every enemy he comes across for the sake of just hurting them. It's all just to release you from The Chaos Council's grasp, take you back to his workshop where you rightfully belong ...bring you back to him. An objective and promise he will never allow himself to forget ever again after seeing your frightened face and body.

Even after he does get you back to the team, and he will no matter the costs or sacrifices he has to offer. But although you're back home, safe.... His paranoia will continue to linger and remain at its highest. Though the wounds you obtained through your abduction will eventually heal, his trauma of your kidnapping won't for a very long time. The side affects seemingly starts off small through your perspective, and you probably wouldn't even know how much it deep down affected him. Especially as the amber fox just seems to want to stick closeby you, seeking for comforting reassurance and some guidance to get himself back on the right track, which you more than understand and accept with open arms.

But what if I told you that he just got much, ...much more insane and delusional than you may think after you got taken away like that. It was like a newborn kitten being taken away from its mother right after birth, one whom he'd desperately cry out to and crawl after. To Nine, it wasn't just the idea of losing that happiness of having somebody to care about, but this also re-activated his defense mechanism to his past trauma.

Kill or be killed.

Nine's whole mentality practically returns to that of his younger self, almost similar to an age regression... You'd probably also notice the changes in demeanor, how he's practically almost behaving like a juvenile again. Decisions are made more so out of instinct rather than rational, logical thoughts. Which, to you, is something completely foreign and out of character for Nine.

His overprotective impulses would kick in at full force and he'd be quicker to lash out, along with his pessimistic mentality and stress being multiplied in the process, which is something his already poor mental state is absolutely not emotionally capable of handling. Even with you just not being in his eyesight can leave Nine with severe anxiety. His emotions are quicker to flow over, resulting in either anger outbursts or crying... And he practically treats you as if you were actively dying from a disease, constantly thinking of and mentioning the “what ifs”.

There would be many restless nights where he wakes up in the middle of the night, teary-eyed after a dream vision or isn't even capable of drifting off into a slumber at all. The simple thought of you ending up hurt and scarred while he wasn't there to protect you keeps his nerves excessive and senses on constant high alert. Even just the consideration in itself can leave him in a condition of hysteria for the next half hour, unable to calm himself down. These sudden exchanges of panic making you realise just how inconsistent it is, as Nine was usually known as collected, self-assured... in control of the situation. Something you'd consider the other side of the coin of how he was operating at this very moment. A complete and sudden reverse swap in his very identity.

Making you pray... that this was a crutch you could hopefully help him grow out of

[randomanimaticse]

SHATTERED - Sonic Prime x reader

Chapter 1 | INCEPTION I

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As an explosion went off in a mountain in the distance, Sonic ran through green hill collecting some rings, hurrying to the mountain, where his friends are fighting robotnik, he ran past big and froggy making him spin around.

Sonic went back and stopped Big from spinning, "Sorry, Big! Sorry, Froggy! Can't chat-- gotta go help our friends!" Sonic said running in place and ran off.

"No problem, Sonic!" Big said as froggy croaked.

"Home is where your friends are, as they say" It cuts to a memory of Sonic and his friends having a picnic, "And that's green hill!" Then of Sonic watching Amy admire a palm tree. "Where the best beaches," then of Tails flying next to a coconut. "Palm trees," Then of big holding a bunch of chili dogs making Sonic happy "And chili dogs, are just the tip of the iceberg!"

Then it cuts to Tails, Amy, Knuckles, and Malachite flying on the Tornado. "We've saved this place a million times, from this doofus." Then to Robotnik turning around to face the camera doing his evil laugh.

It cuts to shadow destroying a rock seemingly looking for something. "And then there's Shadow, it's complicated. More on him later."

Then to Sonic and his friend looking into the distance. "The fact is, we never lose. 'Cause when you've got a crew like mine," Sonic says as he runs up the mountain. "There's nothing that can stop you!"

"HEY GUYS! I MADE IT!"

"You're late!"

The team of mobians glared at the speedy blue hedgehog at his tardiness, said blue hedgehog shrugging his shoulders sheepishly with a grin and short chuckle.

"Sonic!?"

Dr. Eggman spun away from the shiny crystal embedded into the rock at the annoying voice of his enemy, the surrounding Badniks also following his gaze.

"Eggman!" Sonic smirked.

"Just in time to watch me claim the Paradox Prism and transform your disgustingly green world into something more... me." his hands lifted up to his side in an evil stance, staring at the mobian team, or sonic more specifically, through the glass prism, letting out his infamous cackle.

Dropping from the entrance of the cave, Sonic landed with a bored expression, his hand cupping his mouth as he gave an overly faked...

"Yaawwn..."

The mobian team dropped behind him as they all, Sonic included, settled into a fighting position.

"Yep, I yawned you, egghead!"

At the mockery, Eggman growled in a fit of rage, ordering his Badniks to attack the team with a pointed finger.

Both sides got into action, the mobian team easily overpowering and defeating each of Eggman's robots as they came their way.

Sonic destroyed a few bots before spin dashing at a Caterkiller, resulting in the worm bashing him away, the hedgehog losing a few rings and soaring back through the air with a "Whoa!"

"Sonic!" 

A furry orange fox with two tails, using them to helicopter through the air, quickly caught him by his wrists, staring down at Sonic with a frown, clearly still upset at his delayed entrance.

"Yo, Tails!"

Sonic replied with a grin, swinging his legs back as Tails launched him forward in the air, spin attacking at two Buzz Bombers and speeding beside a red echidna with large, spiky gloves, the echidna eyeing the hedgehog with a scowl.

"Knuckles!" Sonic cheered, kicking away a Badnik, the echidna rolling his eyes and turning away from him, "You okay, buddy?"

"Nothing flusters me, Sonic," Knuckles grabbed a Buzz Bomber as it flew into him, throwing it into another incoming Badnik without so much as a sweat, both he and Sonic watching as both robots exploded.

"Except when you're late."

Sonic only shook his head with a hand on his hip at Knuckles as he ran off, not noticing the same Caterkiller from before coming up behind him, quickly getting saved by a flying white bat as she came up behind him and kicked the worm away.

"Oh, thanks Rouge!" he waved at her.

"Don't mention it... literally."

From another end of the cave, a pink hedgehog drove her hammer into a Burrobot, shoving it off as the head landed elsewhere, hopping from the ledge to the head, smiling as a flock of Flickies flew out from inside the bot.

"Amy!" Sonic leaned against the head with a smirk as he greeted her.

"Sonic! Where have you been?"

"You know, the usual... got a little side tracked."

Amy playfully rolled her eyes at his response as Sonic spins up a wall and destroys a few Buzz Bombers, striking one in the direction of a (F/C) lynx of the incoming badnik, slashing the robot in half with their claws.

"Malachite!" he ran in their direction, throwing a loose arm over their shoulders and pulling their faces close.

They huffed out at the sudden half embrace, their enhanced hearing is never well enough to catch when the speedy hedgehog comes their way, letting a small smile pass.

"Sonic," they countered, "What is this? A role call?"

"What? Can't call out my friends' names mid-battle?" he poked at them, standing back to back with them as a swarm of Badniks surrounded them.

Sonic punched and kicked at them while Malachite cut and slit through them, the bots exploding. 

"Get that rock out of the ground!" 

Dr. Eggman furiously shouted out, the Burrobots retreating from fighting to the rock that held the paradox prism in place, drilling at it as fast as they could despite the electric shocks that would knock them back, really getting nothing done regardless.

"Want something done..." Eggman grumbled, climbing up into his mech, "Do it yourself."

"Sonic, we don't know what the prism is capable of!" Tails warned his hedgehog friend as he rolled his way, beating the Badniks, "Be careful."

Sonic rolled his eyes and darted off, Tails groaning at his carelessness.

"If Eggman wants it, it can't be good!"

"Yup, got it." Sonic replied casually as he ran Eggman's way.

The villain controlled his giant robot from inside, its claws taking hold of the prism and pulling up, Eggman letting out another of his evil laughs.

"Sonic, seriously!"

"Step away from the rock, Eggman."

"Huh, not this time, you fool!"

Narrowing his eyes, anger and the desperate need to defeat the villain overcoming his senses more than anything, Sonic sped up faster towards the prism as Eggman began pulling it out of its rock, rolling up in a ball.

"Sonic, wait!" Tails called out.

"Sonic, no!"

The groups cries fell on deaf ears as Sonic collided with the prism, the force of the breaking pushing them all back, flying in the air.

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"One day I'll destroy that hedgehog, and the world will be a brighter place for it, lit by neon."

"As long as I'm around, you'll always have a wingman!"

"The forest is the most beautiful place on Earth."

"I don't need the details, just tell me who to smash."

"You may not like the way I do things, but I get things done!"

"Don't worry, I've always got your back!"

"Hey I may be the one who can bring everyone together, but there's only one one hedgehog they'll follow into battle."

"Heh heh! I don't need an army when I got a friend like you, Sonic!"

"Listen to your friends, you might need it one day."

"I will rule the world, and no rodents are going to stop me!"

"We'd follow you anywhere, Sonic."

"Nothing could break our friendship, Sonic."

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Sonic stands up and groans "That's a sonic boom of a headache." He starts walking forward "Wh-Where am I? Huh?" There was a truck coming straight for him. "Aah!" He yelled before getting hit in the face by the truck.

As he climbed on top of the truck he looked around confused, "Uh" when he heard something behind of him, he turned around to see what it was, it was presumably a train and he ducked before he got hit in the face again. "Close one."

The truck shook and Sonic fell off of it onto a conveyor belt, he got up looking around still confused, but then he fell off of the conveyor belt before he could say anything. Before Sonic could get up again, he got swept up by a broom machine before getting thrown to the side.

"Why can't I remember how I got here?" Sonic said as he got back on his feet. "Think, Sonic, think, whoa what is up with my shoes?" He said examining them "Huh, I haven't seen anything like this since I ate truck stop chili dogs."

"Tails? Amy? Malachite? Heck, I'll even take Knuckles at this point" He said walking towards a mobian on one of the conveyor belts. "Uh, pardon me, what do you call this place?" He asked the mobian who was ignoring him. "Are you ignoring me? You're ignoring me. Why are you ignoring me? Why is everyone ignoring me?" He asked flailing his arms around.

"Can anybody give me a straight answer around here? And you're busy staring at nothing. Okay"

Sonic covered his ears because of a loud blaring sound "Welcome to New Yoke City. You're welcome. Never heard of it. Must be far from home."

"Where are the mountains, the beaches, the palm trees?" He looked to the side and saw a familiar purple cat. "Big! Froggy!" Sonic said as he hugged big. "Whoa, uh."

"Am I glad to see familiar faces! I thought I was losing my rings, if you know what I mean." He said while big was looking around for any robots. "What is going on here? Are you wearing pants?"

"Unidentified citizen. Alert! Alert!" A robotic voice said.

"Big! Don't go!"

"You are in violation of city ordinance 27 B/6"

"Sorry, I don't speak robot."

"By the authority of the Chaos Council, stand down or be disassembled."

"Chaos Council, sounds important. Give me directions, and I'll take it from there." Sonic said as he tried to run. "Wha-? Whoaa!" He exclaimed unable to control his running.

Sonic turned to an alley pressed up against the wall, trying to take sharp turns, "Whoa! what is up with my shoes?" He said before crashing into a wall. "Ugh! I'm not used to all these walls, and where are my rings?" He said checking for his rings, before almost getting hit by laser bullets.

He dodged the lasers that were being shot at him and spin dashed the robots "Robots without flickies? Now that's new." Sonic said before dodging more laser bullets and speeding away.

Running into the streets almost hitting a truck and then another truck, and then another and it was coming straight for him, but he ducked underneath it. "This is not working. I gotta get off the ground!" He said wall jumping onto a train.

Still trying to dodge the laser bullets while on the train, he notices a building being contructed and gets an idea. Sonic threw himself over to where the building was being constructed and slid through the building. Stopping on the edge trying to dodge the bullets. When the floor was close enough, he jumped off the ledge. Destroying the robots that were chasing him.

He landed on his feet panting not knowing he was being watched. "Smog, concrete, evil robots, it's like everything I hate in one place!" Sonic said looking around "Where am I?"

"Oh, no!" He gasps, looking at something familiar and speeding to the right. "Please be wrong. Please be wrong!" He stammered running up a building into the sky turning to look at the place he was in.

Sonic looked right, "the Loop-de-Loop." Then left "Hedgehog's Pass." Then right again, "and that should be Tails' lab! Aw, tails, what happened?"

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BEFORE PRISM SHATTER

Tails is in the Tornado, turning to where the fight is. "Come on Egghead, show me what you got!" Sonic shouted.

Dr. Robotnik laughs "That's the spirit, rodent -- the spirit of a loser!"

"Takes one to know one. Ha!"

"Why do I feel like Eggman's keeping us off the main stage?" Amy asked.

"Eggman's got us fighting the badniks so he can have Sonic all to him self." Knuckles replied.

"Come on! Let's crash his show!" Malachite responded, cutting and slicing through the robots.

"One scrambled egg, coming up!" Sonic said spin dashing the robot.

"Hmm I don't like this, Dr. Eggman's too smart not to realize how terribly positioned he is." Tails said looking at his gadget "It's like he's --" tails sharply gasps. "He's not in there."

"Quaking in your tiny shoes at the might of my Eggcrusher? It's understandable I'm rather astounding."

"In your dreams! You bring it, I break it, Eggman. That's the game, and I'm still the undefeated numero uno." Sonic said doing a lot of poses.

"Then put your quills where your mouth is, unless you're scared!"

Tails shot some laser bullets at the robot "It's a trap, Sonic! It's a trap!"

"I don't see a trap, though I guess by definition I wouldn't see a trap if there was one."

Dr. Robotnik laughs

"Something funny egghead?"

"You are! Watching you try to think with that two-cent brain of yours is hilarious!"

"Sonic! You gotta listen! It's a trap!" Tails yelled.

"You're as stupid as your mutant, two-tail fox friend is ugly"

"Oh, you're really asking for it." Sonic barked

"Yes.. I am!" Robotnik marveled.

"You can mess with me, Eggman, but no one messes with my best friend." Sonic said running towards the robot.

"Sonic, no!" Tails yelled.

Sonic spin dashed the robot making a huge explosion once it hit the ground. Some mobians fall back due to the pressure. Big drops his fishing rod and catches froggy. The mountain cracks and reveals more cracked rock.

"Whoa! Didn't know I had that in me. That's what you get for messing with my friends, Egghead" Sonic said as he looked in the robot, but Robotnik wasn't there. "Huh? where's Eggman? He must have ejected. Well, looks like we win again. Tails! He's not even in here. Lame right?" He exclaimed to his two-tailed fox friend.

"Too chicken to face in us in person. Whatevs! Couldn't have done it without ya, buddy!" Sonic yelled, watching tails fly away in his plane. "Huh."

"Whoa, Tails looks upset" Knuckles stated.

"And tails never gets upset." Amy said with worry.

Malachite nodded in agreement

Robotnik laughs evilly from far away "It worked! Without the power of that blue buffoon, we would've had to dig for months! Thank you for the earthquake Sonic, and thank me for my plan, which went off spectacularly!"

"And it worked too!" Cubot added.

"Of course it worked I just said that!" Robotnik yelled. "Ugh, let's go papa wants his prism" He ordered, throwing his walkie-talkie to Orbot. As he walked away Orbot and Cubot fist bumped.

Sonic ran over to tails' lab putting in the code '1992' before opening and walking the lab. "Yo! How's my genius friend?" He asked tails. "Hey Sonic," Tails sighed. "I brought you some comics." Sonic stated. "Thanks Sonic you can put them over there"

Sonic chuckles, "How about a little break from the big brain stuff?"

"I can't. Something's not right. I gotta figure out what Eggman is up to."

Sonic frowns and walks over to Tails, and turns his chair around to face him. "Sorry, Tails. I didn't mean to upset you. In fact, I've never seen you so upset. I just kinda got into the moment and.."

"Sonic, it's cool. Really. But thanks. I appreciate it." There was a moment of silence before Tails started speaking again. "Don't you think that Eggman wasn't in the Eggcrusher?"

"Uh, not really. I mean, he is a total chicken. But I did find a hunk of junk in the cockpit where his big butt shoulda been."

"Hunk of junk, huh? Wonder if that was all part of the trap? Tell me you didn't toss it in the barge of badnik parts."

"Uh." Sonic speeds away and comes back with it in his hands "Junk speedy delivery! You smash it, we dash it" Sonic beamed "Whoa, lemme see that! It wasn't a trap, it was a trick. You've never created a blast that destructive. I think that this device was some sort of speed amplifier. Long story short, he used your speed against you!" Tails explained.

"The fox is on to something."

"Huh?"

"Rouge?" Both Sonic and Tails asked.

"How did you get in here?" Sonic inquired.

"He played you for a fool, Blue." She remarked

"Pfft! Please!" Sonic replied putting a hand on his hip.

"What would he need a massive explosion in that area for?"

"Well.. I have a hunch" Rouge said as she spread her wings and jumped down off of the ledge she was sitting on to fly. "You see, I've been searching for years for a super rare and shiny gem called the paradox prism." She explained flying towards tails' tool board stopping a few inches away from it.

"Paradox Prism?" Sonic ask

"Legend speaks of an untold power, and it's buried deep within the Green Hill bedrock. My guess is that he used your power against you to try to find it." She replied.

"Fascinating. But what I really want to know is, how did you get in here?" Sonic inquired.

Rouge looked at him in disbelief. "You left the door open." She said pointing to a wide open garage door. Gather your crew and meet me at the top of the Loop-de-Loop. Let's find out what Eggman is up to."

At the top of the mountain, Robotnik was there "At last. The Paradox Prism! So close. It was only a rumor for so long, and now inches from my grasp. Countless times I have tried to modernize this hunk of earth only to be defied by that simpleton Sonic." Robotnik hissed

"Now, it's finally going to happen. And it's all the sweeter because the blue baboon handed me this prize.." He clapped his hands "without realizing it. So, thank you, Sonic. For now I stand at the summit of--"

"Of the mountain." Orbot interrupted.

"..of a new age! The age of--"

"Pretty lights?" Cubot asked interrupting Robotnik.

"..the age of the Eggman Empire!"

"Ooh, fancy!" Both Orbot and Cubot said.

"And now.." Robotnik screamed as he fell into the entrance he made. "Why didn't you idiots tell me how big that first step was?" He shouted before getting back in his robot.

"Sorry, boss" Orbot replied.

Robotnik began to walk down the path. "Where is it? I know you're in here somewhere." He said as his flashlight made the prism shine bright and reflect throughout the cave. He chuckled when he saw it, but then it turned into wicked laughter.

"I think Rouge is right. Eggman picked that spot for a reason. Why else would he hide a power amplifier in his own Eggcrusher?" Tails spoke.

"So, we start at the scene of the crime." Knuckles stated

"Exactly. Lets go investigate and see if anything might lead us to this Paradox Prism you guys are talking about" Amy added.

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NOW

"Paradox Prism. Right. That's what Eggman was after. How?" Sonic asked falling on his face. "No, no, no. I didn't leave Green Hill. This is Green Hill. He did it. I don't know how he did it, but he did it. Eggman won."

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This took a long time, oh my gosh. But the first chapter is out! (Finally)

I like calling Robotnik by his actual last name for some reason, don't ask me why.

I had to rewrite from the part where Sonic asks "Paradox Prism?" To when Knuckles said "So, we start at the scene of the crime." That was such a hassle.

Also since this chapter is done, I will now focus more on requests, and the next chapter will take a while since i'm only 17 minutes into the episode.

[stonechatcher]

Yandere! Nine x Fox! Fem! Reader (Home)

"What you mean!?" Nine growled at you. "I'm not going! I want to go home Nine..." You whined, backing away from him. "But this is home!" Nine said, staring at you, hurt and angry. "Nine.. Please stop this- You're making our worlds rot! Our people, our friends..." You begged your boyfriend. "No! No! We don't need anyone but each other!" Yelled Nine, his eyes dead set on you. "Nine, please! We can't keep this up!" You begged your boyfriend again. He uses his tails to fly up and prism to trap you with the purple rocks. "If you want out. You'll have to beg for it." Nine said coldly. What has your loving boyfriend turned into?

[sonicblueartist]

🍀𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕀𝕤 𝔸 𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕪 ℕ𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣🍀

Masterlist

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃: Yes || No

Pairings: Tails+Nine+Mangey+Sails x Female Human Reader

Summery; The four Tails' ﹙Prime﹐ Nine﹐ Mangey﹐ Sails﹚ fighting over the reader

A/n: Does anyone want to be in the tag list?

AFAB/Female Reader// comfort and slight angst//Everyone is +𝟷𝟺

Word Count: 4208

𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐍❕️

✎ 𝗟𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲, you sighed in relief.

You turned towards the messy saffron furred friend of yours, "Let me know when you're done up there, okay?" You spoke slowly and gently for him to understand. Picking the leaves out of your hair as you cautiously watch his back in case he drops down.

You glance at the peaceful forest as you remove the leaves stuck in your hair from moving too much on the apple tree. Feeling calm and easy around such a nice environment. Closing your eyes you breathed in the cool morning air. Hearing leaves rustling with the soft wind and birds happily singing. Resting without any disturbances. With peace once again.

The trees were the right size as it's supposed to be. You give a small smile at that, remembering back at the Boscage Maze.

Years have passed since the Prism incident. You managed to fix everything along with Sonic. But you couldn't have avoided the great pain that would have happened had it not been for Nine. You combined the shattered universe correctly, but if it isn't for Nine, your friends would pay a great price for it.

After Nine had found a way to fix it, he clung to the smallest chance that their world might still exist along with the original. Not only did it help to put our universe in order, it also caused him to continue to live separately in other universes that were now split from ours. Their universe was no longer dependent on ours. Pieces of our own universe were complete. And now they had an independent universe of their own too. No longer part of a puzzle to be completed, but a finished part of their own.

Truly a home without any exaggeration to it. Boscage Maze without its massive trees. No Place without its great body of water and floods. New Yoke City without its Eggmans and metal hunk of cities and bots.

And... Prime... Tails, he exhibited a new invention shortly after the events with your help. Reaching to other worlds for little visits, coming and going as everyone wishes. It was not a surprise before the project done Nine appeared in your world, giving a hand, causing it to finish much faster. He found a way to travel without the shards before Tails did...

Causing this to become some kind of... friendly race. To see who is going to invent lots of useful stuff...

It was truly a dream come true. Everyone can live in peace together, walk and talk wherever they want as they wish.

You are one of the people who is really happy about this. Because it's giving you the opportunity to see your friends more! And today, your favorite foxes decided to give you a little visit!

You yelp in fear when something falls behind you with a thud. You swiftly turn around and come face to face with innocent sky blue eyes. You exhale a shaky breath. You reach your hand over the basket in his mouth. You murmur a 'thanks' with a smile and take the basket full of apples. To your surprise, no apples were spilled on the ground, despite his swift landing.

Hearing a whine, you turned to glance at him. He was looking at you with those innocent bright blue eyes of his, face slightly tilted to the side.

Your expression quickly turned into glee. You bent forward and carefully placed your handmade basket on the floor. Your smile widened when you heard his cute purr as you took his face in your hands. You stroked his soft cheeks and stroked the back of his ears. You finally petted his bangs leaving him in his own melting state.

"Thanks for looking out for me, sweet cheeks." He grinned with the new nickname, showing his cute fangs. Bouncing on his knees he snuggle his body to your legs quickly running away after.

You chuckled, "Hey, wait up! We need to leave these apples to Vanilla, remember?!" You shouted after him in the apple field.

You watch him sprint off until halting to a stop before he can disappear around the trees and bushes. He turned around leaping on his feet.

You chuckled, walking towards him, with the basket in hand, cautious to not drop an apple, "Be patient! I'm coming!"

He turned around and sprinted off.

"Hey! What did I just said?!"

"Mangey!!"

You huffed after he disappeared from your sight.

You chuckled, shaking your head in disbelief at his impatient behavior. Why is he so excited to go back? Maybe because it's summer and it's hot out here. It's nearly noon too. Yeah, it makes sense.

You quickly went ahead, hastening your steps.

When you finally arrived at Vanilla's house you couldn't spot the messy furred fox friend of yours. You asked Vanilla if she saw a fox running around on all fours but of course, she shook her head with an apologetic look. To make sure you also asked Cream and Cheese, who were cleaning their little flower garden but they didn't spot anything either.

You gave up and left the apples you picked with Mangey to Vanilla and bid your goodbyes. He didn't even visit their house to say hi? You're now a little worried. He was the one always making sure to say hi to... literally to anyone he can see in his way.

You made your way home alone. You felt confused when you couldn't find the nine tailed fox watering the garden or the pirate painting on the walls or the wild fox running around messing with the two. But their material stood on their places, untouched.

The painting stood half made on the white wall. Pressing your hand over the dried part, you guessed he was drawing the sky with the blue tones he was using, or the ocean but it was too light colored to be ocean? You thought he wanted to see something else other than the ocean... or anything like it. Because his entire life was spent drifting in the ocean.

Maybe you were wrong. Or maybe you should stop... guessing... before he finishes it.

You decided to look into the second option, where they can all gather in the same place. The Workshop.... probably... you're going to use your luck with that... You're unsure with Mangey...

The moment you approached the said place, you were surprised by the loud noise coming from inside.

Nine and Tails were constantly sharing glares and tension for absolutely no reason, but you could tell why. Nine never had the opportunity Tails had. But the part that worried you immensely was the shouts from Sails and Mangey. You were shocked, how wouldn't you, Sails had mostly avoided arguments and had a calm demeanor even though he liked the adrenalin. Mangey on the other hand never cared at all.

You quickly entered the password and walked in, frowning at the scene. No one noticed your presence and continued arguing.

You swallowed harshly under the heavy atmosphere. It seems you just come in time when everything starts to get heated.

You heard Tails shout before you can react, "--was with me before all of you! I know her the best! She belONGS HERE! NOT IN YOUR PHONY WORLDS—!!"

Nince quickly barked a remark, "She Do NOT. SHE DIDN'T EVEN BORN HERE—"

You tighten your fist, hadding enough, "That's ENOUGH!! STOP THIS ASAP!! WHAT'S WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU?!!"

At that moment, a great silence fell on them. They were afraid you could hear their puffs of breath, from fighting and yelling... or their pounding heartbeats that seemed ready to get out of their chest at that minute. Their cheeks flushed with your sight, from embarrassment that you found the form they are in. Afraid to speak up, they were covered in silence.

You carefully look over them. You notice a mechanical gadget Tails invented not a long time ago (a weapon, such coincidence that he made just after Nine's arrival) in his hands, it was frozen in the midair before he shoot it, all of Nine's metal tails were stretched, grasping each one of them in one place, one hand gripping Tails' head and the other frozen into a fist in mid-air. Sails' cutlass is also frozen in midair, before he could cut off one of Nine's inorganic tails. Sails' metal hand held another one, while Mangey was biting one of his tails. Their faces were all turned towards you, all pale in fear, frozen.

A few taps echoed around the workshop under your feet. You waited with your arms crossed over your chest, "Well? Any brave fox is gonna explain what conflict happened here before deciding strangling each other is the best option?"

They were having a hard time swallowing while glancing at each other in vain, no one had any idea what to say— how to explain.

They quickly parted away, coughing and avoiding eye contact.

Even though Mangey is obviously the only one who doesn't need any explainings to do for obvious reasons he still felt ashamed of what he just did. He knew he was also gonna get a scolding for his actions when these painful moments ended...

The first one to speak was surprisingly Nine, but the words didn't amuse you at all.

"That sorry excuse of a fox started it." He pointed at Tails with one of his metal ones, arms crossed over his chest sternly, still refusing to cooperate.

Tails scowled, without hesitation he raised his gun, shooting his metal tail causing him to stumble forward.

Nine quickly glared at him with an animalistic growl, ears pressed sharply on his head, his tails raised up threateningly.

Sails gripped his cutlass, "Mate, ye shouldn't 'ave done that there. Even I know when to stop." He smirked.

Mangey lowly growled at him. Sails glare back, "Flay yer shriveled tongue. Or I'll make ye fish bait."

Before Tails can give a harsh remark Nine lunges his tails towards him causing him to jump out of the way.

Nine looked back towards him, Tails landed next to Sails who raised his cutlass in defense. Nine turn to them with a glare. Tension in the air.

Before they can fight more you swiftly hold Nine's shoulder, angry and worried, before they can harm each other. He gives you a side glare.

He quickly looked away when you glared back.

"Okay, that's enough. I'm asking- No demanding everyone to get out, NOW."

"But—" Sails start until he swallows nervously when you sharply turn to him, "Goin' out. Yep, understandable. 'ave a nice day, fellas. Take care o' yerself." His metal hand thumbs up while he walk off along with a sulking Mangey.

Nine grumbles under his breath as he drags himself out along with others. Grabbing his hoodie and pulling it over his head, his ears still flat on his head.

You hold Tails' shoulder, who flinches with your touch, "Not you, you are staying. We need to talk. And you guys are going to wait for me in front of the Workshop! No going somewhere else!!" You shouted behind them.

You watch them leave with a sigh while Tails sweated next to you. He glanced up at your stern figure as your face still facing the doors, making sure they all leave without any more trouble. He quickly looked away suppressing the urge to clear his throat. Swallowing harshly instead.

With a stern face you glared down at him. Before you can open your mouth he quickly spilled out, stuttering in panic, "It-it wasn't because we've been jealous!!" He quickly slapped his face, "I mean... NOT, I said not.... jelly...." He started to question his IQ after he made this obvious mistake.

You tilted your head confused, "Jealous?"

He leap in his feet, "Jeliou—? No, no, I meant jelly. Want some jelly?" He pulled out a bowl of jellybean and handed it to you.

You rolled your eyes, you could question this later, where he'd gotten it all of a sudden.

Your eyes landed on his blood stained lips, eyes softening, "Oh, Tails..." you sighed frowning.

You gently hold his head, leading him closer, examining his injuries.

His body stiffen, face burning, sky blue eyes focused on your worried features.

Running your thumb over his injured lip, he hissed, winching away from your touch, you took a step back.

"I don't understand why you're so prone to hurt each other." You rubbed your face in distress.

He looked away glaring at the ground, mostly frowning to himself.

You glance at him, "Tails... it's hurting me... please... tell me what's wrong. I don't understand why you're fighting like this. No reason should ever lead you to fight like this." You whinched when your voice cracked, but nothing else hurted more when he kept refusing to look at you.

He tightly closed his eyes, breath hitching, "No, no please, please don't be disappointed..." he whispered pained.

You hold his shoulders urging him to look at you, "I'm not. I'm just... confused... This isn't like you. This isn't like them. Even Nine doesn't get involved in a fight so easily if there's not a good reason...." You paused, "They're your friends, I don't—"

"They are not my friends..." he grumbled slowly, "They are my counterparts..."

You reasoned, "That does not change the fact that no matter what, you guys shouldn't have been fighting to death. Fuck the reason! It would be so weird to kill your twin!!" You shuddered with the image of your friend's bloody corpses on the ground.

You glance at him frightened, "If I wasn't here in time... would you guys really...?"

His eyes softened with your trembling voice, he closed his eyes tightly and sighed. He glanced at you, "I... We... Well— I—..." He groaned, why couldn't he find anything to say to you?

He panicked with your hassled face, "We weren't going to kill each other..." he sounded unsure. He panicked once again with your frightened face, "I SWEAR"

You sighed, "I... believe you... Are you going to tell me what's wrong exactly?"

"I... can't tell you." He finally puffed out, "I'm sorry it's just... I can't!" He rubbed his face.

He gazed at your disbelief eyes, "Because we need to say it... together... it's not only me that I have this...... problem. If this is going to happen we'll have to tell you together... And I don't think some of us are ready for this." He rubbed his arm, his face showing pure sorrow.

You tapped your arm, puffing a breath out, "Alright fine."

You rubbed your face, "I want this to be over. I know it's uncomfortable for you too. If whatever this is going to end after you told me—"

He hissed, cutting you off, "It's not— I'm going to break that thing..." He glared at the invention that allows your friends to travel between worlds and dimensions.

You rubbed his head, messing his bangs, "No one is breaking it. You have to learn to accept their presence."

He snarled, "It wasn't a little fight and you know it... it has been going on for a long time. I want them to go NOW! They are occupying my space I—!!" He finally had enough, trying to reason with you.

You scowled, "Do not raise your tone for such nonsense! You're acting silly! We're going to do something about this right now! You need to understand me too! I love all of you! Don't you see how painful it is for me to see you guys hate each other's guts before you even try to get to know each other!? I know I can't change how you feel but... Can't you try... for me?..."

He paused, eyes softening, "You think I haven't tried? Nine hated my guts even before I met him. Mangey literally doesn't know how to communicate and Sails is just—" he made a face, "Confusing."

Your eyes soften with a weary chuckle, "Please hang in there for me. If you really get to know them you'll like them too. I promise.

He huffed, "Yeah sure... get to know my counterparts... Sounds great."

You gently hold his hands, "I just wanted you all to get along... Most of their lives weren't easy. They are our friends... coming here to have a little fun that's all... Please don't make it more difficult for them..."

He glanced at you, "What about us?"

You blinked, "What do you mean?"

He took his hands away, "You were spending all your time with them since they came. I feel like they are going to move in here seeing how much more time they spend here than in their own world....Just to see you...."

You freeze.

Holding your mouth he glances at you, consfuse.

You start to giggle and then laugh, you can't hold yourself back.

Tails feels embarrassed, his ears flatten on his head, tails wrapped around himself, fur on edge, shoulders raised in defense. Did he spill something again?

But more so you laugh he finds himself eased, mesmerized by your laugh he watches your happy expression, listening to your cute giggles. Cheeks flushed from laughing too much. He grinned somewhat happily that you're laughing to... him. At least he made you laugh.

He finds his own face getting warm when you hold his hands after taking a deep breath, you grinned up at him wildly, "So that's what it was." Still chuckling a little bit you take some more breath to calm yourself down.

He timidly covered under his bangs, a poor work of hiding his huge blush over his cheeks.

You chuckled, gently pulling him over, murmuring along the way of how he hadn't changed since he was eight.

You stopped just before you opened the door, turning to his flushed figure.

You gently squeeze your hand around his, he glances up at your soft lips, "Look Tails. I love every one of you so dearly. Everyone's place is different. I love you without distinction. But it saddens me more than anything to see you fight with each other like this. Please try to be a little nice to them?" You pleaded.

He stared at you, mouth closing and opening in surprise, "I..." he muttered. He cleared his throat, his sky blue eyes flushing away from yours, nodding quickly.

You give a small smile, "Thanks..."

You two stepped outside.

You give a deep sigh when you notice the tree looked distressed and nervous, avoiding your eyes. You figured they might have heard the whole conversation you two had. That means you don't need to talk more with each of them. But for now....

Seeing the tight atmosphere still going on between them. You pressed your lips into a thin line in disappointment.

At least Mangey and Sails calmed down, seems to be back to their old selves, just a little gloomy from previous events. Unlike Nine... who is glaring at the ground with pure hatred.

No one said this is going to be easy. Nine was always the hardest to get along with. Nevertheless they all need a little talk to get through if you want them to understand how painful this is for you.

You sighed for the millionth time that day, smiling to ease the tension. You coughed to get their attention. Leaving Tails' hand, which was difficult... seeing he was holding for dear life.

Sails and Mangey perked up, Mangey being the one to quickly stumble his way to you. Sails too ashamed to face you, he nervously looked away. Mangey snuggles his face to your legs, gazing up at you with his puppy eyes, whining while tears wells up in his eyes.

You pressed your lips into a thin line, trying to look away from his glassy eyes.

You finally sighed, giving in, patting his head, messing his already unkempt fur, "Your apology accepted. But I did not forget what I saw. You need to learn the consequences for your actions." Damn, he is too cute for you to stay mad at him.

He nodded, whimpering, accepting his fate in his own way, sulking.

You glance at Nine who quickly looked away, folding his arms over his chest defensively. You made your way towards him, causing his body to stiffen even more, tugging his hoodie, burying his face in the darkness.

You heard him grumble, "If you want an apology forget it."

"I didn't come to find one." You smiled.

He scowled, "What do you want? I'm not guilty for what I did or what I said."

You nodded, "I know."

You two stare at each other.

He swallows, fighting the urge to look away, disturbed with the intense staring, "Don't look at me like that."

"Like what?"

He looked away, "Like..."

You raise an eyebrow waiting for him to finish.

"...Like I'm something... special..."

You chuckled leaning back, "But you are someone special Nine." With those words his body eased up, his eyes softened and tails flicked out of its metal hidden place.

He shook his head with a soft smile, "Can we get this over with already?" He huffed, flushing away from your prying eyes.

"Alright, alright." You chuckled.

You turn to all of them, who are staring at you with a glint of envy.

Your eyes landed on Sails who quickly looked away with an awkward cough, picking on his bandana.

"Sails?"

He stutters, goosebumps covering him, tails on edge, "Aye, ma'am?"

"I told you to not call me that."

"Right, m..m..aaay Cap'n?" He chuckled nervously.

You two started.

"I'm taking it as an exception."

"Thank the stars...." He sighed in relief.

You glance around, "Where is your sword?"

He panics, his metal arm raising pointing towards a direction, "I throw it in a ... mini... lake?"

Nine sighed, "It's a pond, Sails."

You give a stern look for the two, who quickly shut up. You don't want to start all over again.

"Do you want this over as well?"

They nodded.

You glared, "Then start to get along with each other, right now."

Sails stepped in dazeled, his metal hand pointing down, "Wait, right right now?"

You unfold your arms, "Yes." You wait for them to do something as a hand rests on your hip.

"What are you guys waiting for? Go for it! Come on!"

Mangey glanced around eyes landing on a yellow rose, he smiled and walked towards it, gently getting it from the ground with its roots. He gets up from the ground and walks back to the group who is watching him intently.

He smiled and reached his hands towards Nine, who was greatly surprised, he sheepishly grinned, with a hoarse voice, "Sorry." He gets the words out from his vocal cords.

Nine gently picked the fragile rose out of his hands, laying its roots in his palm. He grimaced with the dirt staining his gloves and the weird feeling of the roots.... Then he blinked... this was the first gift he was receiving from his counterparts. No. It was the first gift someone ever gave to him. He is going to bury it in a vase where it could stand before his eyes? Yes.

Wow... did he really just think about accepting a gift from... someone? He glances at you while you congratulate Mangey for what he did.

His eyes widened when your eyes met with his. He looked down at his hands... Well, he didn't have any other choice but accept it anyway. He smiled softly.

After that Sails decided to hunt for his cutlass with Mangey. They come back home all muggy and breathless. Seems they had fun. Sails gifted his cutlass to Mangey.

Tails decided to help Nine with the garden while Sails and Mangey painted the white wall fully. They randomly painted a sky and a forest.

Before the day ended you caught Nine helping Tails in the workshop. Without any fight... Not physically helping but that's also an improvement. Tails doesn't seem as bothered as before. Nine is still not letting anyone near and handling his work with his metal tails... but seeing no one showing it in his face about it anymore made you smile.

The next morning you guys decided to watch a movie. After a long discussion you guys choose to watch a pirate movie, because of Sails' long pleadings.

Nine made popcorn with you and actually handed it a bowl to everyone himself. But he sat away from the group for the rest of the movie.

Mangey eated everyone's popcorn and no one minded.

Sails made some moves to show off his skills and you guys genuinely laughed about that.

Even Nine cracked a smile and rolled his eyes at his silly moves.

His words caused Sails to grin and challenge him to a duel. Nine didn't agree but after you worded your thoughts about how cute it would look he somehow agreed.

Sails and Nine ended up scoreless?

In the end you talked to each of them separately, explaining how you felt when they fighted like that.

They agreed to not fight... physically. Of course they still fighted here and there but like promised nothing serious.

[bennysblabbering]

I'm not sure if I want to keep day 30 (prompt is spanking) with the same character. I initially had planned it to be Nine from MHA since he doesn't get enough love but I'm not sure who would be interested in reading that since he's more obscure.

(This is Nine btw)

[villxinmiixx]

💌 could i get some headcanons for nine and muscular in the lights off series? your brain is very huge and i love the idea of them as bouncers 😳😵‍💫… also this is my first time requesting on tumblr so if i broke a rule or smthn i’m so sorry!

“bouncer” headcanons 🤭

characters; nine, muscular

♡ reader doesn't have a specified gender

♡ genre; cute fluff

♡ extra; i apologize if you guys think certain parts of any of these hcs are remotely toxic, it's just what i think they'd do alright? if you're disturbed with any part of the hc you're allowed to click off or skip a part or two <3

♡ note; i love you anon for requesting muscular omfkgoeocoi ilyilyitlyitlyiltkt also don't worry bb you didn't break any rules you're such a sweetheart omfg if you guys want an nsfw one just tell me <;33

﹫ NINE; ( SFW )

BOUNCER! NINE is a quiet yet caring boyfriend, there are times where he doesn't allow you in the building and there are times you're just in the corner sitting around with a drink in your hand waiting for him to go on break.

BOUNCER! NINE will notice quickly if you were in trouble, just INSTINCTS go; “YOUR LOVER'S GETTING HIT ON” or something like that and will literally choke that person until someone had to hold him back.

BOUNCER! NINE that will literally protect you from anyone and anything from danger <33 you might not notice some of his efforts due to the fact he's always reserved and quiet ( but of course makes time for you ) but god damn the moment you realize he's doing so hard to protect you and make you be safe it's literally the sweetest and cutest thing ever i can't.

BOUNCER! NINE THAT WOULD LITERALLY BLUSH SLIGHTLY AND SMILE WHEN YOU START TALKING ABOUT YOUR DAY OR HOW YOUR SHIFT WENT OR WHATEVER AND TELL HIM HOW MUCH YOU LOVE HIM AND OHT FKHFOCJGMRIICOV

BOUNCER! NINE that's literally so in love with you he lets you sit on his lap and play with his hair or poke his face and laugh whenever you do something weirdly cute during his break times.

BOUNCER! NINE THAT WOULD FUCKING STARE AT YOU IN HIS PERIPHERAL VISION OR SIDE EYE YOU AND SMILE WHEN HE SEES PLAYING GAMES ON YOUR PHONE.LSJVIDIFJKDJC

BOUNCER! NINE that realizes your asleep on his shoulder and would pat your head and carry you to the other building where the employees live in ( if they wanted to live there ) so that you can rest on his bed <33💝💞💓💖💞💝

﹫ MUSCULAR; ( SFW )

BOUNCER! MUSCULAR THAT LOSES HIS SHIT WHEN HE SEES A PERSON REMOTELY CLOSE TO YOU AND STARING AT YOU WITH HEART EYES

BOUNCER! MUSCULAR THAT BEATS THE LIVING FUCK OUT OF THAT PERSON AND MAKE THEM TRAUMATIZED TO THE POINT YOU'LL NEVER SEE THEM EVER AGAIN IN YOUR LIFE

BOUNCER! MUSCULAR that wraps his arm around your (shoulder/waist/etc) whenever he's guarding the building and letting people in letting the people know you're taken asf &lt;3

BOUNCER! MUSCULAR that grits his teeth when he sees HIS BOSS talking to you about muscular's behavior as if you were his parent instead of his partner.

BOUNCER! MUSCULAR that yells at waitresses and waiters when they ask what was the drink/food you wanted again because they couldn't hear you the first time.

BOUNCER! MUSCULAR that gets cocky when you visit him in the club in attractive clothing and cling to his neck with your arms saying “miss me already?” with a smirk on his face 🥹🙏

BOUNCER! MUSCULAR that would turn his voice into a normal volume when he realizes you're asleep so that he wouldn't wake you up

BOUNCER! MUSCULAR that would take off his clothes except his boxers and cuddle you from behind/in front of you to sleep along with you <33 💝💓💞💓💝💓💝💖

♡ note; i'm so sorry that you guys have to wait for me to post something remotely close to a fic 😭 i seriously have no motivation to write hence why this is so short.

©𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐦𝐢𝐢𝐱𝐱 - 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐍𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞𝐝, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧; 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.

[wrens-writings]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Doctor Who

ೃ⁀➷ Nine

ೃ⁀➷ Ten

ೃ⁀➷ Eleven

ೃ⁀➷ Twelve

ೃ⁀➷ Martha Jones

ೃ⁀➷ Donna Noble

ೃ⁀➷ Amy Pond

ೃ⁀➷ Rory Williams

ೃ⁀➷ River Song

ೃ⁀➷ Clara Oswald

ೃ⁀➷ Bill Potts

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Ships

ೃ⁀➷ Whouffaldi

ೃ⁀➷ The Ponds

ೃ⁀➷ Twiver

ೃ⁀➷ Yowzah

[fanfic-writing-addic]

So here’s a Lorien legacies fan fic I started writing on my Wattpad account that I’d love to share with you guys. This is a nine x oc story.

So basically Eva the main character is Bolivian and doesn’t know English. She ends up with PTSD and ends up being on the run from the Bolivian government. She also has a secret that not even she knew. She doesn’t trust anyone and is always trying to push people away.

So yeah that’s the summary. I suck at writing those by the way, but yeah this story is my pride and joy. So it would mean a lot to me if you read it. If don’t that’s fine by me. I think you’ll like it. Also nines kind of soft because I love writing soft nine, but don’t be afraid he’s still bad ass, and well hot. Then again how can he not be?

Alright I’ll give you the link and leave.

Goodbye.

[gubsbuubs]

I hate it when you're right

(18+)

Pairing: Jake Peralta x Female!Reader

Warnings: Friends to lovers; LOTS of teasing, slow burn?, Smut; Creampie; Dirty talk.

Request:Could you do a Jake Peralta x Reader work partners to hookup? Like they’ve been work partners forever, until one night way too late at the bar they hook up? And realize “oh fuck maybe i do like him like that?”

A/N: Hi, my loves! I´m not dead I swear. Here's the first Peralta smut, hope everyone enjoys. 🍒

English is not my first language - My requests are open!

"How much longer is this going to take?" Peralta's agitated voice echoed through the dark alley as he paced back and forth, his restless energy practically bouncing off the walls.

I understood his frustration; we'd been waiting for what felt like hours, when in reality, it had only been about forty minutes. Compared to the nearby street, this alley was dark and dank; graffiti adorned the walls, and the air smelled faintly of waste. At the end of it stood an abandoned store, rumored to be a hotspot for illegal drug deals. After receiving a tip earlier this nigth, we had been staking out the area in hopes of catching distributors. Slowly, I watched as Peralta's impatience grew, and I couldn't help but wonder if our tip had just been a false lead.

Amidst the distant sounds of traffic and the faint hum of the city, Jake's distressed movements seemed amplified; every passing car and footstep only seemed to fuel his uneasiness. Honestly, I couldn't blame him; this place gave off major creepy vibes, but we had a job to do, and that meant keeping our cool and waiting for the right person to arrive.

"Hey, take a breather," I suggested, attempting to soothe his nervous demeanor. "You're coming off a bit suspicious."

He halted in his tracks, scratching the back of his head with a sheepish grin. "Sorry about that. I just can't stand waiting, you know?"

"I understand, but we really need to keep it together," I stressed, aiming to ease his tension. "Can you just stand there and act normal?"

"I'm tryiiiiiiing," his voice tinged with a hint of whining as he continued pacing.

"Well, try harder," I urged, "You look like a total cop right now."

His pacing halted abruptly, and he turned to me with wide eyes, a look of realization dawning on his face. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," he muttered frantically. "We look like cops, and we´re getting shot in the face."

"Relax, Peralta," I chuckled, trying to inject some levity into the situation.

"Y/n" He sighed deeply, standing in front of me with his hands in his pockets,"I don't want to get shot; my face is my prized possession." His brow furrowed as he confessed dramatically.

I tilted my head, "Come on, Peralta," I quipped, a playful grin tugging at the corners of my lips. "If you get shot, I think your face would be the least of our concerns. I mean, you'd be dead!"

"Man, I should've prepared a character for a cover-up," Jake exclaimed, shaking his head ruefully. "We can't just stand here looking like this... like cops."

"Well, it's a little late for that now,"

He let out an exaggerated sigh, crossing his arms in frustration. "Let me think of something," he declared, his hand moving to his chin and rubbing it thoughtfully as he pondered our predicament.

I couldn't help but chuckle softly as I glanced around at the dimly lit street nearby, feeling the tension slowly dissipate as Jake's panicked expression softened into one of contemplation.

But then, with a sudden clarity, Jake snapped his fingers, "I've got it!" he exclaimed.

His words were accompanied by his familiar, stupid, and playful smirk. It was a look that spelled trouble, and to be honest, although I knew nothing good would come out of his mouth, I couldn't help but feel intrigued.

"Spill it, Peralta," I said, my hands tucked into my jean pockets, adopting a casual stance as I awaited his response. With Jake, you never quite knew what you were going to get, but you could always count on it being entertaining, if nothing else.

"You see, Y/n," he approached slowly, a mischievous grin playing on his lips as his left hand found its place against the wall behind me, anchoring me as he leaned in. "I was thinking..." he trailed off, his tone dripping with exaggerated suspense.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes playfully at his teasing manner. "Oh, here we go again," I retorted gently, halting his advances with a hand on his chest. "Another one of Jake's brilliant ideas, right?"

"Come on, Y/N, don't be like that," he said, his tone a mix of amusement and pleading. "You know you love my brilliant ideas."

"Oh, absolutely," I replied with a touch of sarcasm. "They're right up there with 'let's infiltrate this wedding' and 'let's dress up as clowns for the undercover operation.'"

"Hey, those are classic moments in my detective history," he protested, a grin spreading across his face. "One day they'll make a movie about me."

I couldn't resist lightly patting his chest. "Sure, buddy, for sure."

As Jake leaned in closer, I couldn't deny the surge of warmth that spread through me. Despite my attempts to conceal it, his proximity was starting to affect me.

Jake and I had a playful dynamic, often flirting with each other, and he wasn't shy about expressing his interest; he even told me countless times how I was "missing out" on a chance to be with him.

And don´t get me wrong, while I did find him undeniably attractive, I was hesitant to entertain the idea of taking things beyond friendship. Our coworker-turned-friend relationship was something I cherished, and I didn't want to risk complicating it with romantic entanglements.

So, no, nothing ever happened apart from the casual, harmless flirting. Our banter kept things light and enjoyable, never crossing the line into anything more serious. Despite the occasional temptation, we both understood the importance of maintaining boundaries in our friendship.

"Seriously, hear me out on this one," he continued, "What if we… I don't know… pretend to make out? It's the perfect cover-up!" His suggestion hung in the air, and for a moment, there was silence as we both processed the absurdity of his idea. His head fell to the side, awaiting my response with a playful smirk dancing on his lips.

"You wish, Peralta." I laughed and shook my head. "I mean, I know you'd do anything to steal a kiss from me, but making out in a dark alley? That's a bit too romantic even for you, don't you think?"

"Hey, it was worth a shot, right?" As he moved to step away from the wall, I caught movement at the beginning of the street behind him. Acting quickly, I grabbed him by the tie, the one he always refused to wear, and shot him a warning look. Understanding my silent cue, he lowered his head to mine, trying to appear inconspicuous as he whispered in my ear. "Is it them?"

"Maybe," I quietly answered, my heart pounding as I realized we were being watched. The figures stood at the beginning of the street, whispering to each other; they wore on to us for sure.

"Oh my god, they know, don't they?" he whispered, his voice tinged with worry. "What do we do, Y/L/N? I don't want to get shot in the face," he pleaded, his panic palpable.

Fuck I hate when he's right...

"Screw it," I whispered, my voice filled with determination. Pulling him closer, I crashed my lips into his. He immediately reacted, his arms encircling my waist as he pinned me against the wall. His lips were softer than I imagined, but his hands were rough as they traveled up my sides to rest on the back of my neck, pulling me even closer. Although the kiss was a desperate attempt to obfuscate the approaching perps, it was evident that Jake was definitely enjoying it more than it was intended. I couldn't help but give in to the moment as our kiss intensified as his tongue traced over my lower lip, kindly begging for more.

The footsteps grew louder, signaling the approach of whoever was out there. Without a second thought, his hand found its place on the back of my thigh, pulling me in closer. With my leg lifted around him, our bodies pressed together, and his fingers lightly held me in place.

Abruptly, the footsteps ceased and a voice cut through the moment. "Hey, what are you guys doing here?" one of the men asked, his tone cautious.

Jake broke the kiss. "Do you mind?" He retorted sharply, giving the guy a pointed look, before catching my lips again. I eagerly responded, letting my hands tangle up in his hair as he leaned closer to me.

The two guys just chuckled and exchanged knowing glances before sauntering off to the end of the alley. It worked; the stupid plan actually worked.

I waited until the footsteps were barely audible before breaking the kiss. I raised my head to get a better look, and Jake let his lips travel, leaving warm, open-mouthed kisses down my chin and into my neck. I bit my lip as I suppressed a moan I knew I was holding, glancing to see the two figures waiting by the door. "Jake, they're just standing there." I breathed out.

"Keep your eyes on them," he ordered, as he pressed himself against me.

I fought to keep my focus, torn between the intoxicating sensation of Jake's lips on me and the need to maintain our cover. Despite the overwhelming desire to lose myself in the moment, I stole quick glances towards where the perps stood, ensuring we weren't drawing any unwanted attention.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a new figure emerged, a brown bag in hand, joining the other two with a casual greeting. My heart pounded in my chest; it was going down, and we were going to get these guys. "Jake... Jake," I whispered urgently, breaking our embrace. His eyes met mine, and he immediately understood. Without hesitation, we sprang into action, charging towards the unsuspecting trio.

"NYPD!" Jake's voice boomed, cutting through the tense silence with commanding authority as he brandished his gun. I followed suit, drawing my own weapon, the weight of it familiar and reassuring in my hand. The perps froze, their faces registering shock as they realized they had been caught red-handed.

—xx—

It had been a few days since that night in the alley. With the intel we extracted from the three guys Jake and I caught, we successfully dismantled one of the biggest drug operations in Brooklyn. And to top it off, we managed to nab the ringleader himself. It was a major win for the team and definitely a cause for celebration. So naturally, we found ourselves at Shaw's, ready to toast to our victory.

"To the Nine-Nine," Captain Holt's voice resounded with strength as he lifted his glass high in the center of our circle. "To the Nine-Nine," we all echoed, raising ours in unison. With cheers and the clinking of half-empty glasses, we celebrated our hard work.

"Now disperse," he announced, his tone carrying a hint of warmth. "I want you all to have fun tonight; you deserve it." and with a wave of his hand, he indicated for us to move from our celebratory circle, encouraging us to enjoy the rest of the evening.

With that, I abruptly turned to face the bar, my attention drawn to the array of bottles lining the shelves. Caught off guard by a sudden collision, I stumbled backward, my balance momentarily disrupted. As I blinked in surprise, I found myself locking eyes with Jake, his hands reaching out to steady me by the waist. A rush of warmth flooded through me at the contact, and for a fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still as our gazes lingered.

"Whoa, sorry about that," I mumbled, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks as embarrassment washed over me.

His expression turned sheepish as he offered a tentative smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners with genuine warmth. After a brief moment of silence, he cleared his throat awkwardly. "Hey, no worries," he said lightly, a hint of amusement lacing his tone. Raising a hand, he scratched the back of his neck in a self-conscious gesture. "Guess I should've watched where I was going, huh?"

Our eyes remained locked, neither of us willing to be the first to look or moove away. "Well, at least we're not in an alley this time," I blurted out, trying to break the awkwardness with a touch of humor. He chuckled softly, the tension between us easing slightly as we both shared a small laugh.

"Dark alley or not, this was a great case," he said, his tone softening as he spoke. "I loved working with you, and I think we did a great job." His sincerity warmed my heart, and his light squeeze on my side felt like a silent reassurance.

Taking a step back, I broke away from his hold, trying to compose myself. My heart raced with the sudden rush of emotions. "Well... um..." I stammered nervously, my mind scrambling for something coherent to say. "I think we should celebrate. I'll be with Rosa at the bar," I continued, my voice wavering slightly as I awkwardly backed away from where we stood. "I'll see you around, Peralta."

As I approached the bar, Rosa's amused expression was already evident. Her playful tone cut through the air as I settled onto the bar stool beside her.

"What the hell was that?" she quipped.

I offered a weak shrug, attempting to play it cool. "What was what?" my voice slightly shaking as I avoided her knowing gaze.

"Oh, come on," she teased, gesturing toward the table behind her where Peralta and Charles were now seated. "That little dance back there, the eyefucking," she continued.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, no eyes were fucking back there!" I held my finger up in protest, trying to suppress a nervous laugh.

She sighed and took a sip of her drink, her gaze thoughtful. "Man, what the hell happened on the stakeout? You guys have been so weird…the glances, the lingering touches..."

"Hey, we have been doing none of that," I lied, attempting to deflect Rosa's probing with a forced casualness. Deep down, I knew she wasn't the only one who noticed. Despite being preoccupied with the bust operation for the past few days, I couldn't ignore the subtle shifts in Jake's behavior around me. He looked at me more often than usual, sat closer, and his touches lingered longer. I understood it all too well. I wasn't oblivious. We shared a kiss, and it wasn't just any kiss. There was something there—something I couldn't shake off.

"Bullshit," she retorted, "I mean, I understand tuning Boyle out when he talks, but Jake is literally not listening to a single word."

I glanced from my drink to the booth where Jake sat, slumped against the leather cushions with his legs spread out. He appeared relaxed, toying with his whisley glass that sat on his thigh. His gaze was already on me, peeking through his lowered eyebrows.

Our eyes met, and in that moment, I found myself unable to look away from him, captivated by the intensity of his gaze. What the hell was this man doing to me? It was as if every fiber of my being was drawn to him, despite my best efforts to resist.

"See, you're doing it again!" Rosa exclaimed loudly, her voice cutting through the chatter of the bar.

I immediately shook my head, laughing nervously. "Oh my god! Doing what, Diaz?" I turned toward the bar, signaling for another round of drinks, hoping to distract both of us from the uncomfortable topic.

She raised an eyebrow, her smirk widening as she leaned in closer. "The. Eye. Fucking," she punctuated each word.

"Rosa! No!" I exclaimed, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "No eyefucking going on," I added quickly, hoping to put an end to the teasing before it went any further.

"I know you kissed him," she said casually, her tone soft but firm, leaving no room for denial.

"What? No, that's not true!" My voice probably went up an octave, betraying my attempt at denial.

Rosa didn't waver, analyzing my reaction with a knowing look that seemed to cut straight through me.

"Fuck," I shook my head, looking to the side in resignation. "Okay, fine, I did, but it was only for the mission," I admitted reluctantly.

She chuckled, shaking her head. "Sure, sure, just for the mission."

"Oh, shut up," I lightly smacked her arm, playfully annoyed. "Who told you anyway?"

"Let's just say I have my sources,", a sly smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"Diaz!" I threatened, pointing my finger at her. "Spill it now or else!" My tone was half-joking, but there was a hint of determination in my eyes.

"Okay, okay," she conceded, raising her hands in defense. "It was Boyle."

"Boyle knows?" My eyes widened with shock. If Boyle knew, then everyone knew.

"Yeah, apparently Jake was glowing," she confirmed, "All smiles, couldn't stop grinning like a kid in a candy store." She took another sip of her drink, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "So Boyle insisted, and eventually, he spilled the beans."

"Man, that's so embarrassing," I groaned, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks as I buried my face in my hands.

"Why?" Rosa regarded me with a serious expression.

"Well, because, you know... it's Jake," I mumbled, struggling to find the right words. "I don't want to... to..."

She held knowing look in her eyes, like she could read my thoughts, "To what?"

"Well, you know... be with him... I don't want that," Despite my attempt at denial, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that I wasn't convincing anyone, not even myself, that I didn't want Jake.

"Man, it's obvious you guys want to be with each other; just go for it," she said with a shrug, her tone matter-of-fact. "I mean, he's still eyefucking you across the room," she added, gesturing once again in Jake's direction, her point crystal clear.

"He is, isn't he?" I lightly smacked my forehead, as if to hide my face, letting out a chuckle. I felt a sense of relief wash over me; deep down, I knew she had a point.

Glancing over to Jake, it seemed like he hadn't moved an inch since I last looked at him.

"He's not the most subtle," she said, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

I pondered for a moment as I swirled my drink. Well, if Jake was willing to put himself out there to show his interest so openly, then maybe I should do the same. Maybe it was time to stop dancing around each other and just go for it.

"I have to fuck him, don't I?" I quipped with a smile, my voice low and filled with a hint of mischief.

Rosa burst into laughter at my bold declaration, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "Well, you don't have to, you know?" she replied between giggles, shaking her head at my blunt honesty.

I finished my drink and set the glass down with a determined nod. "I think I do," I admitted, my voice firm and resolute.

Rosa grinned approvingly. "That's my girl," she said with a proud nod.

"See you tomorrow, Diaz!" I said, giving her shoulder a friendly pat as I left the stool and made my way towards his table.

As I approached, Jake supported a knowing smile, his gaze unwavering from mine, completely focused on me, completely tuning out the random story Boyle was spewing about.

"Hey guys," I announced as I reached the table, "I'm not feeling really well," I admitted, but my tone lacked any hint of tiredness or distress making Jake's eyebrows perk up at my unconvincing excuse. "So I'll just head home, I think I can still catch the last train." It was a statement crafted with a specific purpose in mind—a subtle cue for Jake to follow me. So, I waited for the response I knew was coming, and Jake didn't disappoint.

Quickly drowning his drink, he stood up from his seat. 'No, no, train, come on!' His fingers motioned in an approaching gesture. 'I'll take you home.'"

"Oh…But!" Boyle exclaimed, "But you said you'd take me home…"

We stood in silence for a moment and watched as Boyle's expression shifted from confusion to realization in an instant. Standing up from his seat, he enveloped Jake in a bear hug, practically lifting him off the ground in his excitement. "You know what? It´s a great night! I guess I'll take a stroll along the river," he exclaimed cheerfully, patting Jake on the back before waving us goodbye.

The car ride had been silent so far, the only sounds filling the air were the gentle hum of the engine and the soft background music playing from the radio. Despite the lack of conversation, I couldn't shake the feeling of Jake's eyes on me, his scrutiny palpable, and I was keenly aware of the warmth creeping up my neck. Glancing over, I found Jake stealing glances in my direction, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Eyes on the road, Detective," I said, my finger lightly pushing his chin in the direction of the road, a playful smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

His grin widened, but he quickly turned his attention back to the task at hand, his fingers tapping lightly on the weel. "So, you weren't feeling well, huh?" Jake quipped, "Must be that sudden wave of 'I-can't-resist-Jake syndrome,' huh?"

Raising an eyebrow, I turned in my seat to face him slightly. "Oh, you think you're so funny, don't you?"

"It's a burden, really," he added with an exaggerated sigh. "Having to be this funny all the time,"

"Sometimes I wonder if you're compensating for something with all that humor."

"Oh, please, like you're not secretly enjoying every moment of it." He let his head fall back sligthy as he let out a troathy chuckle. "I couldn't help but notice how your eyes kept wandering over to me tonight. Got a little crush, Y/n?"

"Please, Peralta, don't flatter yourself. I was just admiring the artwork on the walls" I remarked with a sly smile as I leaned closer, my arm resting behind his seat and my breath brushing against his cheek. "You, on the other hand, were really pushing it out there. I mean, could you have been more obvious?"

"Oh, come on," he glanced over at me. "You can't fool me with that excuse. I know you were totally checking me out."

"Maybe…" I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper, a playful glint in my eyes.

"Of course you were," he replied, his hand moving from the steering wheel to rest lightly on my thigh. "And can you blame yourself? Of course not. I mean, look at me."

"Please, Peralta, you're not that irresistible." I scoffed while looking down at his hand, trying to maintain my composure despite the growing warmth between my legs.

"Oh, I beg to differ," he murmured as his fingers now traced gentle circles on my thigh, "Admit it, Y/N. You've been dying for me to touch you like this."

My breath caught in my throat, and I simply let out a chuckle as I slumped back against my seat. "You're trouble, you know that?" I shook my head, a mixture of amusement and exasperation in my tone, as I let my gaze drift out the window.The familiar facade of my building stood tall against the city skyline as the car gently came to a stop.

"Yeah, guilty as charged," he murmured as we stepped out onto the sidewalk.

With a coy smile, I glanced back over my shoulder. "You know that if you're guilty of something, you shouldn't be confessing your crimes to a cop."

"Well, lucky for me, Detective, you've been off the clock for..." He glanced at his watch as he trailed closely behind me, "...3 hours and 38 minutes now.

"I might be off the clock, but I can still cuff you, Peralta," I said, tapping the handcuffs at my waist.

As I turned the key and my fingers fumbled with the locks I heard him inching closer. I could feel the warmth of his body as he pressed against my back, with gentle precision, he lowered his head, and I felt his breath grazing the nape of my neck.

"Me, in cuffs, at your mercy?" His lips brushed against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. "Oh, but wouldn't that be the highlight of your night?" His voice was low and filled with playful suggestion.

With a soft laugh, I finally managed to open the door, turning to face him, my heart pounding with anticipation. "Are you projecting, Peralta?" I countered as I met his gaze, slowly backing away, inviting him in as he approached me at the entryway.

He quickly stepped in, closing the door behind him with a soft click. The room felt suddenly smaller, warmer, with just the two of us. As he reached me, he circled his arms around my waist, pulling me closer "Mehh, maybe just a little,". His fingers deftly undid the zipper of my leather jacket, and his eyes didn't tear away from my chest.

"Like what you see, Peralta?" I quipped, letting my hands meet his own on his chest.

"Yeah," he chuckled as he leaned in to press a kiss on my collarbone. "You changed your curtains, didn't you?" He added playfully, his breath warm against my skin.

"Oh yeah?" I slowly started undoing the buttons on his shirt. "I can't believe you´d noticed that."

As we reached the sofa, his hands guided my jacket off, the leather slipping down my arms with a subtle force. Our eyes remained locked as the leather pooled at my feet.

I gestured with a tilt of my head for him to take a seat, and with grin he complied, his fingers skillfully undoing the remaining buttons of his shirt. I couldn't help but admire the way his muscles flexed under the fabric as he discarded it to the side. Then he eased onto the sofa, spreading his legs and letting his arms rest casually on the back of it, lightly tilting his head back.

As I removed my pants, he drew in a deep breath, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on me. Straddling him, I rested my hands on his shoulders, sensing his firm grip on the back of my thighs for stability. With my knees on either side of him, I gradually eased myself onto his lap, the heat of his chest pressing against mine, still covered by the random top I threw on this morning.

"No perps today?" he joked, his hands settling on my ass while his nose lightly brushed against my chest, inhaling my scent. "I kind of enjoyed the audience."

I shook my head as I leaned down to grab his chin, urging him to meet my gaze. "Just you and me, Jake," I murmured against his lips. "What do you think?"

"Well, Y/n," he whispered, "I think you should really kiss me."

"Yeah, I should," I nodded, but just as our lips were about to meet, I pulled back slightly. "Or maybe I'll just leave you hanging," I teased as I leaned back, keeping him at arm's length.

Jake's eyes widened in surprise. "You're playing dirty now, huh?" His hands cupped my flesh forcefully as he pulled me forward, spreading my cheeks slightly and pressing me against him. The sudden movement elicited a gasp from my lips, feeling the subtle grind of his crotch against mine. A soft moan escaped me as I surrendered to the satisfying friction rocking my hips against his bulge.

"Maybe," I teased once again, leaning in close before pulling back again. I intensified the grind of my hips as his hands moved to my shoulders, sliding the straps of my top down, the fabric gathering around my stomach, exposing more of my skin to his hungry gaze.

"You're killing me here," he protested as his fingers traced the delicate lacy edges of my bra.

"Oh, but where's the fun in making it easy for you?"

As his head fell back against the sofa, a deep exhale escaped him, a mix of frustration and pleasure. Seizing the opportunity, I pressed my lips against his neck, relishing the shudder that ran through him, accompanied by a low sigh of pleasure. My hand lightly closed against his throat, keeping him in place as I continued to kiss upward, tracing the line of his jaw with eager lips.

"You're driving me insane," he growled, his voice thick with need. Grabbing me by the nape of my neck, he pulled me into a kiss.

As our bodies pressed together, he skillfully unclasped my bra, freeing my breasts to his eager touch. His mouth descended upon my right nipple, and as he sucked and nibbled, I couldn't help but grind against him with more force.

I tugged on the hairs at the back of his head, urging him closer, craving more of his touch. His fingers trailed down my abdomen, teasing the hem of my panties before boldly slipping beneath them.

I gasped as his cold fingers met my warm skin. "Fuck, Jake," I breathed out, my voice trembling with desire.

"Oh, my name sounds so good when you say it like that," he confessed, his fingers moving slowly against my clit. My head rested on his shoulder, and his fingers continued to explore my soaked folds, "Yeah, just like that, doing so well," he praised as he lightly brushed my entrance, slowly dipping his middle finger inside of me.

With a desperate urgency, I moved my hands to his sides, tugging at the belt loops of his jeans. "Off, off," I managed to say.

He nudged his hips forward, lowering his jeans and boxers just enough for his cock to spring out. I immediately took him in my hand, stroking him lightly as a pornographic moan escaped his lips.

His hand then moved my panties to the side, allowing me to guide him against my clit before lining him with my entrance. Slowly, I lowered myself on to him, feeling every inch of him stretching me as he filled me completely.

His right hand met the back of my neck once again, pulling me into a kiss, as his left cupped my ass with force, aiding me with the up and down movement of my hips.

God, you feel incredible," he groaned against my lips, his voice husky with desire.

With a breathless laugh, I whispered back, "You're not so bad yourself."

A playful chuckle escaped him "Always got something to say, don't you?" He teased, his hips rising to meet mine with eager intensity.

My head fell back, overcome with pleasure, as the familiar coil of ecstasy began to build in the depths of my stomach. "Fuck, don´t stop.". His movements remained steady, his hand reaching out to play with my clit, intensifying the pleasure coursing through my body. "God, Jake... it's... it's too much," I gasped, desperation evident in my voice as my hands clung to his shoulders and arms for support.

"Oh, I can't fucking last with you sounding like that," he admitted, letting his forehead rest against mine.

"Then don't," I whispered, my voice barely audible amidst the sounds of our heavy breathing and the pounding of flesh. His pace quickened, pushing me closer as I arched my back. "I´m cumming.. Oh.. Fuck"

A moan escaped his lips as he watched me with intensity, his eyes tracing every contortion of my face as pleasure surged through me. I felt the wave of bliss crash over me, my body trembling with the force of my release.

In that moment, I could tell he couldn't hold back any longer. "Do it," I urged, locking my gaze with his and giving him a reassuring look.

"You sure?" His eyes searched mine, seeking reassurance.

I nI nodded eagerly, feeling my body tremble as I sensed him pulsating inside of me. The sensation of him nearing his climax, his moans reverberating through the room, was intoxicating and overwhelming in the most delicious way imaginable. As he released into me, I let out a satisfied sigh, capturing his lips once again.

We remained intertwined, his arms wrapped around me protectively, as his cock still throbbed gently inside me. His fingers traced soothing patterns on the small of my back, and I nestled closer to him as his lips found their way to my forehead, planting a tender kiss.

"You know? I hate when you´re right," I whispered, my voice soft against his skin.

"About what in particular?" He chuckled.

I smiled against his neck, feeling a warmth spread through me. "About... this," I confessed, lifting my head slightly to meet his gaze. "That I'd been missing out."

"Well, lucky for you, Y/n, we still have plenty of time to catch up,"

--XX--

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[ctheathy]

hi omg would you be able to do a smut nine x reader hcs??? i love how u tend to make the reader dominant, i'd love if in these hcs nine is suchhh a sub but tries to deny it and act dominant when really he so isn't... by smut it can range from heavy making out/suggestive to full on smut idm, whatever u can think of :3 (if ur gonna do full on nsfw can nine eat out the reader pls pls (afab reader)) tysmmm !!!!

Nine NSFW Headcanons

Nine x Reader

Suggestive+NSFW Headcanons

Short Concept

Author's note: pfft- Nine would be making sounds that haven’t even been discovered by science yet

Nine/Reader [Romantic]

[Gender-neutral Darling|Female Darling|Male Darling]

Potential ⚠️TWs⚠️ :

Both reader+character are of legal age or aged-up for obvious reasons in this post!

These are smut headcanons, read at own risk. dom!Reader+sub!Nine • Partly !Female!Reader • 1/2 eating his darling out [Fem!reader] • Breast foreplay • Marking • Biting/nipping • Drooling/Salivating • 2/2 making out session [Gender-neutral!reader] • Gagging • You basically shove your tongue down his throat

- ½ Nine eating you out

I honestly just enjoy the idea that Nine is already quick to get hormonal and in the mood. But he gets in heat especially quick when you get a little too whiny and pouty. I just imagine you whimpering for one single time and his whole body would tense up, pressing his legs together and biting away at him bottom lip to the point it almost splits. Trying to keep himself from getting ...hard from something as simple as a subtle mewl. He is so weak towards you, your emotions and the way that you feel to the point any sense of self control can go out of the window. When you're showing signs of being turned on and when he can quite literally smell your arousal, he's gonna have to fight tooth and nail to not get aroused himself.

This is certainly not something that would have too much of an improbability of happening. As you see, the thing about Nine is that he can already be quite lustful in general due to his bottled up frustrations. Now add on several years of isolation from other creatures and you have a boy who hasn't satisfied his primal urges and inner desires for literal ages. But you can make all his anger, frustration and self-hatred turn into a desperate need and craving for you. You could enjoy taking away any sort of dignity and prideful nature that he has left when the intimacy gets to that point, before giving some of it back through your praise after the ordeal. You'd absolutely know him and his vulnerable spots good enough for you to really set him off, because at the end of the day, you'd always have him begging for more.

You could start off a bit simpler before allowing him to eat you out like that, but still feed into his uncontrollable horniness for you. You can begin with giving Nine the opportunity to touch your chest with his mouth, something despite with his shy embarrassment and hesitance, it being something he just couldn't say no to. You could just sit there and lean back all smugly, while Nine's on his paws and knees infront of you, shivering and head hanging down as he shakily reaches out to one of your breasts, fighting his dripping arousal from staring at your bare and exposed chest alone.

But that's a point of no return ...and to take it to the next level. After that heck of a fest Nine had with drooling all over your boobies, he'd definitely be more open and quick to agree to foreplay that includes him pleasing you in some manner, because ultimately, it really pleases him as well. Not only because your body shape and appearance triggers something inside of him, but because you trust him with your body. And that's how you two got to oral fixation, something Nine would want to think about it for a little while. I mean. HIS mouth?? DOWN there??? Though he would be lying if he wasn't intrigued by the idea. The way you excitedly spoke about it in detail got him excited too... And so, he would cave within under a week at max. Even with his denial, he would absolutely be the most eager in the ENTIRE world for that little taste of your bottom half and he would absolutely make sure that he wouldn’t let you down and leave you unsatisfied under any circumstance

And as soon as he gets one of the tips in his mouth, he could start to feel himself melt. It's just the softest and most squishy flesh he's ever felt in his life. His mouth would start watering the longer your breast is inside of him, and his saliva would slowly begin to seep all over your skin. He'd have his self-control at first, but it wouldn't take long before he'd needily start licking his drool over every inch of your chest as if trying to mark it. He'd be all over you and goes completely feral as soon as he feels your nipple hardening against his moist tongue, as he'd let out a soft moan while feeling that change in texture. Nine's tongue would just swirling around your chest, with his body shivering and trembling with every lick and swirl. He’d glance up at you with those pleading puppy-dog eyes for approval while you just look down at him with such a cheeky grin.

Nine would absolutely be reaching for your fluids like it’s a bottle of fresh water in the middle of the Sahara, he’s never wanted to try anything more in his whole life than he wants to have your sweet nectar right now. He would become so desperate and overstimulated that every second he’s away from it would seem like an eternity... and he'd just want the volcano to erupt in his mouth. If you could easily control yourself and just not let your climax happen. No matter if it's for the sake of teasing him or just having the self-control, this would only drive Nine further into going berserk. His entire existence would become centered around having that release in him one day, tasting you like you're the last meal on Mobius.

Nine would desperately try to keep his calm and pretend that he wouldn’t absolutely go crazy if he actually had a taste. He’d absolutely be in a huge need for more of you and it’d be such a spectacle. His face all red with him basically panting over you. And as soon as he'd even start, Nine wouldn’t be able to focus on any single thing at all. His senses would be completely overwhelmed from everything that’s going on because he’s not used to this kind of stuff at all. Even as he's the one eating you out, his own junk cannot help but keep pulsing as he continues doing it. He'd get a bit impatient and would really want more attention to be brought to his privates, so he might just start touching himself in the duration of the moment... which would definitely make him more vocal, even with his tongue in your folds. You could look down with amusement as he plays with himself, all while his needy moans begin echoing through the entrance of your body.

But Nine always seems to remain on high alert on what's happening to you physically. If you just so happened to let out any grunts or moaning noises, those sounds would go straight to in-between his legs. Any noise that indicates that you're enjoying yourself would definitely keep him going... Even if you're just breathing funnily, he'd get an adrenaline boost that motivates him to become more sensual with the movements of his tongue, getting more desperate to make sure to never fail you in this matter.

Though if you were the type to start squirming all over the place with his mouth still on you. Or if you were to rock your hips back and forth into his tongue, that's when he would just crumble and lose it. You'd just be using his tongue to make yourself feel good, something that turns him on so much more than he'd ever believe it would. His body would be going haywire and he would start gently biting and nipping on your most sensitive nerves to try and get even more of your juices, his tongue would be doing absolutely everything that it possibly could because he’s never been this aroused in his entire life. It would be a scenario that he will absolutely never get over and which he'd be utterly desperate to experience once again.

- Making out sessions

The thing about all of this that's the most exciting is just how absolutely convinced Nine is in his disliking towards being so vulnerable and in a submissive position, and yet he would be so incredibly needy for more. Even if there are moments where he doesn't enjoy being under your command, he would be begging you to continue, begging you to kiss him deeper, to go further than he's ever been, all for you. He must feel intimidated by how submissive he is around you, he must feel intimidated by how vulnerable you makes him feel, but he just can't stop, just can't stop wanting more of you and your sweet tongue.

The kisses that you give Nine is certainly something that manages to keep his on his toes. Though your pecks are as innocent and sloppy as it can be, every very time your mouth is on his, you manage to take control and shatter his mind little by little through the heat of the moment. You're always so teasing... pulling out and taking it back as soon as Nine is shown enjoying himself, keeping him so needy and so utterly horny for more while you feed him these little crumbs. As soon as you're slowly pressing your tongue to the back of his throat, you should purposely roll up your tongue as it's sliding down the back of his mouth. You'd have Nine gag at times with ease while his eyes keep rolling back with just how overstimulated he's getting. And with how teasing and playful you're being through the kiss, there's no way he'd be capable of keeping in his loud, pleading moans. He'd love the sensations so much but would feel so shameful for enjoying it as much as he does.

But at that point he would 100% be loudly begging for you. Crying out for more and more, for you to keep using your tongue on him because his brain is too overwhelmed with the intense pleasure he’s receiving to even really think about anything else other than how amazing it feels. I can picture him crying and sobbing, maybe even begging with you to take him to your room. He would become obsessed with that tongue of yours if you just kept it going for long enough.

He would have no choice in the matter, you would absolutely force him to look you right in the eyes as his vision blurred and his whole body trembled in a way he never thought possible. It would be so intense he'd think he was having a seizure. He would still find a way to keep trying to lock his eyes on yours to contain some sense of dominance, but his head would just be going back and forth, his tongue desperately reaching for yours whenever you pull back, needy to taste you again with his eyes rolling back and trying his absolute hardest to not explode. He couldn’t last much longer at that point, his body eager to betray him and his mouth and tongue would be yours further upon that point.

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The poor bastard would look like he’s being electrocuted, the moment he’d try to maintain eye contact he’d just go cross eyed. He’d be completely and utterly broken at this point. As soon as you release him and let go, he’d be a puddle on the ground with his mouth wide open and eyes rolled, just mumbling absolute nonsense while you gaze down at him. A lovestruck, heart-filled look in his eyes as soon as he manages to get back to Earth Mobius. I’d be genuinely surprised if he could even recognize his own name at that point because he’s just been reduced to a drooling puppy who wants to satisfy you.

Something you'll have to make sure he keeps doing with his bratty bottom energy

[randomanimaticse]

SHATTERED - Sonic Prime x reader

READ THIS BEFORE YOU READ THE CHAPTERS

Chapters

Chapter I | INCEPTION I

[pricegouge]

cw: alcohol, intox, dub con/non con, unprotected sex, somno MDNI

About a month into your situationship with Simon, he invites you to a party. You go even though the two of you don't have much of a social relationship because you're horny and hoping for an after party. Except, when you get there, it's just him and two of his buddies. They're younger and maybe a little obnoxious, but funny and generous with the drinks they keep making for you so you hang out. Dont have any other plans, and the way Simon keeps eyeing you, you know he's gonna make it up to you for the evening being a bit of a wash

Except... you may be drunk, but that's not Simon's voice cooing in your ear later about how much fun he's had, how glad he is you came. And those aren't Simon's thick fingers working you open, the lips on your clit too pillowy soft to be his mangled maw. That is his phone propped up on the coffee table though, filming as his sergeants take his girl apart for him, leave her limp and loose and leaking just so he can finally fuck her without wasting his time working her open for an hour

It's just the two of you there when you wake in the morning. You slink out the door and make your way home, telling yourself the whole way it was just some drunken dream. In the shower, you tell yourself the mess you clean from between your thighs was just the result of the two week stretch you'd gone without seeing Simon, that he'd just been eager to see you. But then he sends you the video, and you watch with wide eyed horror as you cum on Kyle's lips and cock, beg Johnny not to pull out as he pistons into you from behind. You didn't remember Kyle getting another round after Simon at all, and feel your stomach twist with something like shame and embarrassment when you realize that's probably because he fucked you right to sleep. The boys laugh when they notice the same, joking about it right over your unconscious form

The mess between your thighs is harder to explain away this time.

[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 𝔹𝕖 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

[incorrectquotesmcu]

Y/N: Remember the day we first met and you fell in love with me?

Natasha: Y/N.

Y/N: Fine. The day you punched me in the face and I became obsessed with you forever.

[hanasnx]

moves.

MINORS DNI 18+

JAKE PERALTA can't believe his stroke of good luck. Of pure, unadulterated good luck. He had entered the crime scene with you mere moments ago and after a heated exchange of bouncing off of each other with observations— your voices gradually raising at the same level as you near the climax of the conversation— you'd given him the look. Focused eyes watching him through your brows, the curl of your parted lips, panting through them. How you assessed him, scanned his figure like he was edible, sharing a silent moment with him as you calculate exactly what you wanna do to him. Next thing he knew you were excusing you and him saying you'd be going out for coffee, when you'd pulled him into the nearest cleaning closet of the apartment complex that wasn't crawling with cops. Now he's balls deep inside you, clothes having hastily been moved aside to accommodate it.

"Jakey," you whine, dragging out the word. He loves it when you call him that. Gets him all hot and bothered, afraid he'd give you whatever you asked for when you invoke that pretty petname off those pretty lips. "you fuck me so good..."

His teeth bite hard into the skin past his lips, brows creased in concentration so as not to bust to early. It's a quickie, a fucking hot one, but he's still got manners. The sound of your voice has his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he's fucking you from the back, big hands on your hips to keep pulling you back onto his cock while you brace on the wall. A brief moan hums through his nose as he directs you closer to him, talking shit in your ear, "Do I fuck you good? Yeah? Yeah, baby? 'I fuck you good?" breathless, and dizzy with pleasure, he can't believe someone like you is this into him.

[tojisun]

this older man driving a pick up truck just eyed me up and down while i was loading up the car from the farmer’s market. had me thinking about price from a small town helping a pretty city girl to settle well. telling her local lore and little tips of how to get fresh berries on sale. showing her how to avoid traffic going to the lake. brings her around to his friends’ place, saying how he’s just really showing her around. sure, she doesn’t know that he’s been calling her his little wife for a while now, and that this show-and-tell is practically means of staking his claim, but well. things just happen for a reason, don’t it sweetheart? you’re just gon’ have to learn how to be thankful for his help, yeah?