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bunji-enthusiast · 16 days

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Is the request on? and can I request a Sonic, Shadow, Silver(separately)after finishing battling Eggman's badniks sees the reader's hair was now short basically during the battle, the reader got their hair cut short when dodging the attack and now has short hair, how do they react to their new hairstyle?

Kickin And Ballin’

Note || we love badassery over here, specially when it involves haircuts cause of combat. HEHEEHEH-

Characters || Sonic, Shadow, Silver

WC || 417

Sonic The Hedgehog

At first, he panicked, oxygen catching in his chest as he saw the attack narrowly hit you. Sonic wasn’t necessarily a huge fan of his friends getting hurt, especially on his watch. He uses the full potential of his speed, taking out the last of the remaining badniks. Eggman relented in defeat, shouting as he had flown away that he would get him the next time around.

Sonic zoomed over to you, seeing that you were now just fine. He internally sighed in relief that you were okay, no major injuries at all. However, you seemed to have a new change branding your former appearance.

Your hair was shorter!

Shadow The Hedgehog

Trusting others wasn’t his greatest strength, but with you it came easy to him. Shadow knew you, and you knew him. Back to back you were faced in combat, but it was easy fot the two of you, eliminating every last badnik there was. Eggman unfortunately had already gotten away, but he waited for you to finish your fight.

Narrowly you dodged an attack, for a moment it had caused a skipped beat in his heart. Shadow remained still and calm, immediately realizing that you were not hurt. You took no longer in beating your opponent, taking out the badnik.

The hedgehog realized your new change in appearance, commenting on it, “That looks…” He paused, arms crossed as he searched for a word.

“Horrible?” You grinned, letting out a chuckle as you scratched the back of your head.

Shadow shook his head, lips cracking in sincerity, “No, beautiful.”

Silver The Hedgehog

A couple of badniks were nothing to him, though sometimes he was caught off guard. Silver threw them far away, though he was surprised that you had dodged an attack from one of your opponents, but upon looking closer Silver had a recognition that you were just fine; something different had happened instead.

Silver waited for you to finish with the badnik, then threw in the last punch in your stead. You turned to him with a huffy face, which in turn had him sweating a little bit, he waved his hands in surrender. But seeing how you looked now, he was awe-struck.

Merely by the fact how one little do-over can really change one’s appearance, he was mostly stuck in a trance, saying you looked amazing. He blushed and said that he had meant it in a good way.

You teased him of course, but you knew what he meant.

#sonic x reader #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog x reader #shadow x reader #silver #silver the hedgehog #silver the hedgehog x reader

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bunji-enthusiast · 17 days

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Well. Let’s do this again. As I said I’m not sure if you would do this now, (since it is from when you did poppy stuff, you said you were didn’t want to do anything with at the moment at a previous time )It’s also a bit more… out there than what others have requested.

So to the request itself. This request centers around dogday and a very interesting idea.

Their is reader type thing present but they act more as a player stand in and observer than their more central role in other request stories.

The gist of things: the cutouts for the smiling critters have small hints in them that there is a chance some of them are still alive. The candidates are Bobby bearhug, crafty corn, picky piggy and slightly more unlikely hoppy hopscotch.

Bobby seems to be lost in hers and there is no confirmation of her status.

Crafty is actually not the one who dies in hers, she attacked someone else, (if you pay close attention you can hear her speak at the end)

Picky’s status is also unknown. However she is likely almost completely feral and insane if she is still alive.

There is an absolutely insane possibility that would be a complete shock if it was actually true. Which is that hopscotch is Ollie. It is possible that Ollie is short for Olivia and not Oliver which could be hoppy’s human name.

This scenario centers on dogday and the player/reader stumbling upon some of them alive deep within the factory. The ones I think would be most interesting would be crafty and bearhug.

Some scenarios to help you.

For crafty corn I imagine them finding her while heading through a maintenance area. They would stumble first into a dead mini critter. Then as they round into a room they find crafty having just finished a fight with several mini critters. Crafty here would be slightly crazy and unhinged. No longer afraid but also more dangerous, Yet still sane enough to recognize an old friend and not attack them immediately.

And now with Bobby they would find her wandering lost and alone, terrified out of her mind. Jumping at every shadow and constantly shivering. In her mind she is practically begging to find someone not a foe, someone sane, someone to tell her that everything she sees is even real, that she’s even still alive. When she sees dogday she may try poking him at first just to make sure she’s not hallucinating.

Both of them quite worse for wear just like dogday but they are definitely still alive.

The heart of this idea is how dogday would react. To know that the friends he thought he lost, even if just some of them, even if soruffled and broken, are still them. To see he hadn’t failed, yet also how much they had suffered while was trapped, unable to do anything. The hope In seeing them still alive, the regret in not being there to help. Perhaps even some shame in the fact they had to se their sun, their fearless Leader, fallen so far. How they react to his actions and words.

Again a bit out there but still a quite good idea. Again not sure if you are interested but it’s an idea at least.

Old Friends, Once Again

Note || this is such an elaborate idea! Thank you for sending it in again. I’m hoping my writing still works okay haha.

WC || 2,025

One thing in the world, if he had admitted that he truly despised it, was failure.

Failure, failure, FAILURE.

DogDay knew what a terrible leader he was, yet he was still smiled upon by those of his friends from the past. Ghosts haunting him like a ravenous wasteland, aching and hungry to devour the once cheerful DogDay whole. He didn’t want to see it all, yet for the sake of his angel, you, he had to pull through. You made the effort to save him, Poppy was relieved to see him, that it was in your stead that he had actually survived.

Fate grinned down upon him, wounds tearing his will apart, stitching all back together again. Despite how much his body – though fabricated – had screamed at him to stop moving, and rest. Time would not allow him to rest, time would not slow down and wait for him.

The factory was so worn down, devoid of that life that filled this place with color, his friends that had given him purpose; was gone. There was no guarantee that he would be able to find them alive, least of all after a decade’s worth of torture by the popular populace of rulers.

A hierarchy would be more supposedly accurate, thorough enough to destroy his will of iron. Though fabricated, he held out a glimmer of hope in some way. No matter how distressing it may be with all that he has experienced through his years of a tortuous desolate factory. Soon enough it was alleviated, but now he was afraid whatever peace he may find will not be enough to allow him to trudge forward in the darkness.

“DogDay?” You spoke out, raising a brow. He hummed in response, wisps of white sliding down from within his eye sockets to display his attention. “Are you alright, you’ve been out of it for some time now.”

He nods in reassurance, to delay his expression so as he wouldn’t incite worry from you. You’ve already done so much for him in grand gestures and small ones alone, DogDay simply wouldn’t want to take advantage of you. Going through the factory however seemed to be so tortuous and long, but he didn’t mind so long as he wasn’t alone, though he figured he fully deserved it after the sins he had committed.

Such as; Arrogant, bastard, grand leader, behemoth is DogDay.

By now, he has the vague yet reinforced idea that all his friends are dead. Coming across Bobby was the last thing he expected to happen, his dear old friend. What had happened to her, what had become of her in the last ten years? Dearly departed, wasn’t departed, not now and not ever. Her kind demeanor was ruined by the years, having to fight off and fend for herself.

For one she was so adorable and kind, affectionate and loved giving out hugs. Genuinely willing to ‘do some obligatory lovin’ for those that are desperately in need of such a thing. Bobby was one of his friends, and sometimes he was the victim of her affections, he didn’t mind it. He just didn’t realize how much he was going to miss it.

Whoever she is, Bobby is a shell of her former self. Desolate and desperate to find any living beings that aren’t hallucinations.

The pair continued walking, without only any ramification or reason. Just trying to get to the next desired destination, and in doing so hoping not to run into any trouble. “Angel, I think we are almost there.” You looked up and saw where DogDay had looked, seeing what he had meant. Truly you two were closer than ever now, simply within the area – are you so close.

Thump!

You raise a brow, hearing a very resolute sound. This wasn’t an ordinary or normal sound, this was new and it gave you the feeling of danger that is coming.

Thump! THUMP!

“Get behind me.” His voice came out, sounding shaky as he was forced to steel himself with false resolve. Fake it till you make it, was his main earnest of thinking until one truly is out of the situation. You understood, and right away had hid yourself behind him, prepared to jump out and injure the incoming enemy. DogDay’s hand raised, instinctively trying to cover and protect you. His brows furrowed with sweat, something he didn’t realize his body was capable of producing.

No matter, there was a problem coming in the way, he was going to resolve it. Even if it was at the expense of his own life, he still was going to deal with it.

You peek out moderately from behind, seeing a shadow outline reminiscent of a very tall bear. For a moment, it struck with a memory of a familiar friend. Next thing you knew, everything else happened quickly. The enemy appeared, attacking the both of you. DogDay subdued the rampant living being immediately, a gasp of surprise left his mouth. Fur colored with red, injuries scarring the body, and that red heart necklace.

“Bobby?”

“...DogDay?”

DogDay came off from Bobby, re-adjusting himself and helping up his old friend. He didn’t expect her out of all toys to actually be alive, he assumed it as a possibility, but this was certainly a surprise for the old leader of the smiling critters.

You were used to the situation quickly, going to sit down and deciding to not interrupt their reunion. However unsettling the circumstances of it allowed to come be.

DogDay was struck with a sense of guilt immediately, worry marring his still face. For once, he was unusually truly at a loss for words. Bobby wasn’t sure whether or not if he was a hallucination, if she just bumped into something instead. The red bear poked DogDay, which pulled him from his train of thought. “You-...” She paused, “your real?” She says finally, hesitation laced within her words. He nods mournfully, feeling sad knowing the state Bobby is in.

“Yes old friend,” He replied, “What has become of you?” DogDay leads her into a state of sitting, to ease her out of her suspicious daze. Bobby was unsure herself, not knowing what to say, she actually met someone – alive and well, not really – but that someone was DogDay.

Suddenly DogDay was enveloped in a warm sensation, feeling Bobby’s arms wrap around his torso. For a moment, he was hesitant to reciprocate the hug, but DogDay urged himself to do so mentally and returned it.

He was unsure of what to do from here, DogDay was not the leader he used to be.

Far from it.

DogDay had directed Bobby to a place, somewhere safer and hidden from the eyes of the Prototype. Once he had distinctly remembered that he had only seen a glimpse of his hand, but ever so diligent was the Prototype because anyone he knew has never seen him fully in form.

The belt-bound dog could see the look in her eyes, though how motionless one’s face can be – this was evident with Bobby. As she changed, so did DogDay, and he desperately hated that look in her eyes.

He reassured her that this was not her battle, rather his burden to take on. For all those years ago he should’ve been more watchful, of all of his friends. DogDay had felt despair in seeing her in that state that she is in now.

DogDay wanted to bring her along, but you had suggested she rest and stay somewhere safer. And within the possibilities she may not be in the best mental state to assist in your cause, and he had figured you to be right. But now the important thing was going to the maintenance room, certainly there wouldn’t be another to approach the two of you.

“The room’s just up ahead, be prepared.”

You spoke with a nervousness that had worried DogDay; but he was your protector, your friend, your companion. He wasn’t gonna go back on his word, moreover simply stick with you till the end in any case. Feeling more in control, he nodded in respite, nerves shot with pre-adrenaline. DogDay didn’t want to find another foe, and had only hoped it would be nothing – and they could continue onward in their hard-earned journey.

“Behind me, please.” DogDay involuntarily flinched, not wanting the perpetrator to aim for you first. He could sense someone up ahead in the maintenance room, carefully, he trudged forward and did his best to walk out the way of debris. Body rigid in plain fear, though he did his best to drown out that fear.

You walked behind him, taking a stance as if you were ready to attack.

Suddenly a small smiling critter had scattered away, straight away from the awry dankness of the entrance. You couldn’t even discern which one it was, it was far too quick. DogDay looked back at you, somehow mirroring your own expression. Whatever that was just now was rather concerning, and indistinguishable. But absolutely one thing was clear, there was danger ahead.

The two of you tittered forward, and reached the entrance, slowly you two had taken your time. Barely lights had illuminated the room, followed by the blue hour light that had helped in your perception of the environment.

Clank!

His head swiveled to discover the source of someone else in the maintenance room, DogDay’s fur was standing on ends. Wisps of white sliding down as his eyes slid over the current state of the room, seeing that the certain person appeared to be injured. They were shivering, large hands clutching a weapon with the strength they had left.

For a moment, he swore he saw a flash of rainbow. A necklace, hanging off the neck of the other body in the room.

“W-who, who are you?” Their voice came out strained and breathy, still sounding incredibly familiar. DogDay’s hand raised to cover you protectively, in spite of the hand blocking your vision, you pieced together the mysterious person before DogDay had. You were rather surprised he didn’t figure it out yet. In turn, DogDay replied within cautionary boundaries, stepping closer an inch each time.

“DogDay–” He says, having no hope that the mystery person knew who he was. Yet a sudden gasp had left them, leaving him in surprise as the person stepped out into the clear and vivid light.

“...”

His eyes widened in expressed silence, both hands raising (albeit shaking at the same time), as he had tried to process this new reveal.

The unicorn was marred with injuries, stuffing laying around her. No doubt that would explain the tiny smiling critter that had just run out the entrance of the maintenance room earlier some time ago, for you at least, the two others before you were old friends. Reunited in circumstances no one person had wished for, this dank dark factory filled with death and blood.

“It’s you, really you?” DogDay’s shoulders slumped in previous posterity at the sound of her voice, suddenly feeling defeated. He fell to the floor, which had shocked Crafty, causing her to help him into a proper position. “You’ve fallen.” She says flatly, trying to incite some sort of reaction from her former leader and long-time friend.

He chuckled warmly, vocal cords cracked with worn out experience. “I admit my friend,” He then pauses, taking a long and slow deep breath, “I am not who I used to be.” The large dog then began to gesture toward you, who was slumped against the wall and watching the pair.

“But a dear angel had saved me from my cell,” He says, with a tone of warmth you rarely ever heard coming forth from him. Craftycorn had looked at you, waving with excited bounciness, happy to find friends rather than foes.

You waved awkwardly as the attention was brought upon you, letting out a small, “Hello.”

DogDay wasn’t ready for what had happened now, two old friends in one night. How curious must that be? Fate smiled fortuitously upon him, elated as can be to present him with another painful memory. Living and breathing, definitely worse for wear.

#poppy playtime #dogday poppy playtime #poppy playtime x reader #poppy playtime chapter 3 #x reader #poppy playtime dogday #bobby bearhug #craftycorn

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bunji-enthusiast · 18 days

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found ur acc yesterday and when i saw ur post for requests i RAN /pos

anyways! can i please request a knuckles x gn reader where knuxs is lowkey crushing hard on them, but reader is just oblivious to his feelings. i think itd be super funny HSHSDH thank you!!

𝐍𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐲!

Note || Knuckles: note to self, be absolutely blunt and clear next time.

WC || 734

Normally he isn’t one for romance, as he himself is unusually oblivious to such things. But overtime, he improved, got better with it. So much as to know that he had feelings for you, Knuckles didn’t know whether to be happy or just plain irritated that every time he made an attempt to talk to you and confirm his feelings for you: you were dense as bricks.

Not at all did you understand what he was trying to say, and that was what caught him off guard the most. Even other times the two of you were interrupted by Sonic, Rouge, or even some other force of nature. Which he beats himself up alot for everytime he builds up the courage to admit his feelings to you, clear as day. So he stopped trying to make the attempt to do so, fine with the idea of admiring you from afar.

As much as he hated it, but it was obstinate and clear. Knuckles probably weren't meant for you, and you weren’t meant for him.

“Hey Knux!” You said, holding up what appeared to be pink and edible, balled into a round sphere. “These are so good you gotta try one!”

Knuckles flinched, red burning at his cheeks when you had gotten close to him. Once he cools down, he responds, “Mmh,” He sighs, crossing his arms. “What is that?” He asked, clearly confused what that edible in your hand was. You waved it again, then took another bite as you let out a content sigh.

“It's mochi! Super yummy stuff.” You said after you downed your bite, you held out a second one – which was colored in purple. “C’mon, I got a grape-flavored one for ya.” You grin with an air of your usual bright personality. Knuckles couldn’t help but merely let out a chuckle, but he loved grapes, he took the bait. Not so much the bait, but you wanted him to try one. Taking a bite, his eyes shone with a brightness you only ever rarely see once in a while.

“Told ya!”

He is so in-love with you it hurts, but he doesn’t mind it at all. So long as he can keep seeing you often then not without fail. Knuckles is completely enamored with every aspect of yourself, your personality most of all and your tenacity to keep going forward and braving danger regardless of whether or not you were scared.

Knuckles has a tendency to pick you up and hug you real hard–well not so hard–he never usually wants to let you go. But he respects your boundaries, but to his surprise, you ask him to keep hugging you as you mentioned that you practically were really cold.

You always seemed to see right through his tough facade half the time, other times you couldn’t which he breathed a sigh of relief about. Knuckles really didn’t expect you to care that much for him, which leads him to questioning whether or not you actually do have feelings for him as he has feelings for you. Your behavior a lot of the time had concerned him or otherwise coerced him into a place of thinking if you did reciprocate his feelings which he had tried very hard to hide.

It was Sonic who had seen the obvious romantic tension between the two of you to which he finally decided to give your relationship a little nudge, telling you Knuckles has feelings for you.

“Yeah uh, he likes, likes you.” He says, slurring out the word to properly enunciate the weight in his words. Sonic watched as your face fell into a place of thinking, clearly very hard to process what he had meant about Knuckles. Your face after a few minutes finally began to light up in recognition, seeing what it was now. Now you finally understood why he behaved so weirdly these past few months.

“He has feelings… for me?” You say, almost hesitant to realize this was actually true. Sonic nods, eyes widening with a hint of happiness that you actually know the truth, he couldn’t stand watching the two of you beat around the bush like that. More over with Knuckles, cause Sonic was fully aware of the fact of how you can be – oblivious – denser than most mobians here on Mobius itself.

“TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH!” Sonic shouts, elated that it truly set in for you.

#knuckles x reader #knuckles #knuckles the echidna #knuckles the echidna x reader #gn!reader #you can think of any incarnation of knuckles for this #if you like to! :)

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bunji-enthusiast · 21 days

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Hihiii! are you fine with male x male!reader?

If so I have a request! shadow(SAGA) x jackal!reader!

This is set after Sonic forces, Reader being mistaken as infinite and well Shadow confronts Infinite(reader) well notice little too late that reader wasnt really infinite and become a little akward to them.

Misunderstandings

Note || hello hello! I hope this was fulfilling, such a neat idea :}

WC || 356

You were no stranger to undisputable discrimination.

But this was blown way out of proportions, especially even for the ultimate lifeform himself.

“Believe me when I say I am NOT Infinite.” You grimaced, lifting up your hands in surrender as to appease the shadowed hedgehog. His eyes remained furrowed, he was unconvinced. He was unsure. But you had no idea what to do to reassure him that you weren’t that jackal, hell you never even interacted with the guy – you’ve only ever seen him at a distance. You frowned, your tooth poking out in the process.

“Now, just how will you make me believe that?” He says, one eye narrowing – ears folding downward then back up once again as he walks sideways. You groan, Shadow was being impossible to convince. Then an idea shone through your mind, you take another step backward before clearly thinking about it more. You didn’t want to agitate him, lest before you got your chance.

It didn’t help that you were a jackal yourself, you would guess. You pointed to your face, “Well did you see his face? Any scars or anything, I don’t have all that.” You sheepishly smiled, seeing his look of thinking form on his face. Finally he was taking your words into consideration.

Then complete silence followed, Shadow looked up at you, appearing as if he finally realized his mistake. He sighs, palming the temple of his head. “I was mistaken, I… was in the wrong.” He says, words almost drawn out as if he wasn’t used to saying them. You chuckle, the stress of having to defend yourself finally left your body. Your tail swayed side to side, self-soothing your being. You particularly didn’t know what to say now, as the situation had become terse with awkwardness.

“Well.. wanna go get food to eat?” You say, jabbing a thumb right behind you. He looks up at you with careful curiosity. You laugh as you elaborate, “Normally food is the last thing on anyone’s mind after such a situation such as er, Infinite.”

Shadow for once, nodded, feeling glad you weren’t an enemy.

“You have my thanks.”

#shadow the hedgehog #shadow the ultimate lifeform #shadow the hedgehog x reader #shadow x reader #male!reader

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bunji-enthusiast · 21 days

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Have you SEEN how soft this poor man can be?

Within every argument and vice, he feels contempt. Angry, but toward whom? Maybe only himself, maybe it was toward the god who had earned his will to command the passage of his life.

Brandon was no more, he couldn’t stay soft. He had to harden his heart and merely delay the inevitable.

He was still human, nothing stickler however.

Brandon was still inevitably soft in your heart.

#ミ★ ser’s thoughts #gungrave imagines #gungrave x reader #gungrave gore #gungrave overdose #gungrave #brandon heat/reader #brandon heat x reader

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bunji-enthusiast · 21 days

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Hi!! How have you been? Hopefully things are going smoothly on your end <3

Redeemed! Scourge being jealous 👀✨ the healthy kind of jelly since he's now redeemed <3 idea is it could be ANY characters you want and reader bonding, Scourge might feel a little awkward to interrupt but also slightly tempted?? ( Say he's trying to be better ) So he's just kinda debating what to do, prob leave them alone out of respect but acts slightly grumpy throughout the day, whatever happens next is up to you!

Ty and good luck <3

Jealous, Jealous Boy

Note || hello friend, this is such an interesting one. I hope this was okay! ^^

WC || 930

This feels weird, he knows he isn’t supposed to act like this.

Actually feel the way he does for that matter, but who’s counting? Scourge sure as hell ain’t. He didn’t want to feel so jealous. When he saw you talking with Tails, for whom he shouldn’t even feel jealous of – it put him in a rather complicated spot emotionally. So he deduced the next best thing possible, which was to leave the two of you alone out of respect. Disappearing is an easy act for Scourge, but for so many, shouldn’t even be something to be thought of in the first place.

“Huh?” You looked up from your paper, hearing Tails’ verbal confusion. You raised a brow right as you were about to inquire what he was so confused about. Immediately without question, the fox pointed to the spot where Scourge had once stood, seemingly was there with you in the first place as he had accompanied you to go see Tails.

“I’m surprised I didn’t expect him to disappear out of thin air.” He says, turning to look back at you. You shrug and sigh, knowing how Scourge was–in a way–his effort in trying to be better in social situations and cues was commendable. Rather you thought he was actually improving, but now you have no idea why he had gone away.

One could only assume he possibly had personal business to attend to, yet many thoughts and possibilities had raced through your mind.

“Scourge is still a bit on edge,” You mention, a wince crossing your face as you continued, “All things considered with his history with you and the others.” He nods in understanding as he listens to your words, the young boy was none the wiser to such things; Tails could only hope Scourge will be able to forgive himself soon, as the fox already did.

But for once, he didn’t want to worry about the rebellious hedgehog. If he could even be called such a thing, but it felt correct — Less than so, but it was there in a sense. Scourge is and was kinder in the loosest sense of the word, it's even refreshing compared to his less developed sense of self before. Tails was rather surprised to see how much you managed to change him, just shows how much people and strangers alike can really change you depending on who you surround yourself with.

Tails knew, in a way. The situation with his father, he had only mentioned it in passing. He is unsure—besides you—if any of the others knew.

His paw reaches out to your arm, settling down upon it to prevent you from walking away. “You should take a break, I’ve got all the data I need.” He smiles, nodding at you reassuringly. He didn’t want you to fuss over the work he should’ve gotten done by himself in the first place, but he much rather preferred if you stuck with Scourge.

Tails can tell that you need it.

He needs it.

You frown for a moment, opening your mouth to refute his words. But the look on his face, had changed your mind. He wasn’t going to take no for an answer anyway, you could respect that fact. Tails can be rather fierce when needed to be, these were one of those moments.

Sometime later, you finally caught up with Scourge finding him at one of his usual spots. Uphill on a vastly different location from Tails’ Workshop. You wondered what he was thinking about.

“Hey.” You said with a softer tone, as you didn’t want to startle your hot-tempered… friend? You weren’t sure what to call him officially right now. Scourge scoffs, looking over at you to see you looming aside directly from him. The look in his eyes was one you didn’t expect, especially not in the long-run anyway. He shifted in his spot, shuffling aside to make room for you.

“Hm,” He sighs, deflating in place as you had laid your head against his shoulder. Scourge wasn’t against it, rather unexpected, but he could sense the touch as a safe one.

He could rest.

The location was Station Square, rather calm and bustling for the most part; but it was peaceful, quiet. Aside from all the sobering noise, you could tell the people and the city itself was very reassuring for Scourge.

“You were not there anymore.” You break the silence, finding it quite awkward for a moment as Scourge seemed to be surprised at the momentary notion. “Why?”

Scourge’s lips pursed, then curled into a frown, teeth sharpening and revealing themselves. His emotion was getting the better of him again. Slowly, he breathed in and out. One of the common and basic exercises he learned while he was in therapy. It wasn’t entirely helpful or clear, but it allowed him to focus — settle the nerves.

“Ain’t none of ya business.” He retorts finally, but his bite was there. At least that was a sure-fire thing of the situation you felt was unsettled, not anymore now however. You paused in the silence that followed, it seemed to be happening very often as of late.

“Believe me when I’m here for you, no need to feel sorry for emotions that are normal to feel.” You said, nuzzling your cheek into his own. Scourge flinched, then relaxed into your touch.

It was a while, but it was reassuring to Scourge.

Feelings were a fickle thing.

The jealousy waned and your heart was filled with the calm that had stirred Scourge to a sense of peace and relief.

“Thanks.”

#scourge x reader #scourge the hedgehog x reader #scourge #scourge the hedgehog #Sonic #(not the character in mind though)

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bunji-enthusiast · 21 days

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Heyyy! I was out of town the whole day and came back just now I'm exhausted so this request might be short or too dumb XD

Sonic x reader

A Halloween night and reader was out trick or treating but it's midnight so time to head home, and sonic exe decides its funny to try and scare reader on the way back chasing them around doing his best to scare them

But reader is just pretending to be scared of him and hides, and when exe least expect they jump out from behind a tree and jumpscares him!

The Scariest Halloween (If that’s true)

Note || ohhh! This is such a fluffy fluff idea ❤️

WC || 729

“Oh this was such a great haul!”

Letting out a hum of agreement, you nodded. All the candy looked real tasty, but there were a few you didn’t have a particular liking too – so you handed those off to your friend.

You wondered if the streets were still open, but few here and there were already settling down into the night. Even with some that are actually already done with all the trick or treaters, you could recall a few good costumes you found during your extensive time as one of the few who actually decided to go out for halloween.

“Yeah,” Your friend says, “I gotta head home now, my mom set a curfew and I can’t be late.” They sheepishly said. You raised a knowing brow, but shrugged, you can understand their situation; “Don’t worry, I will be fine by myself. I need to go home too anyway.”

They smiled with relief, feeling as if a burden had been lifted from their shoulders. They waved you goodbye as they shouted, ‘Thank you! You're the best as always.’ You let out a long sigh, feeling a creeping anxiety set into the pit of your stomach. You didn’t like being alone by yourself at night on the streets, especially not for long. Regardless, you could manage in your unfortunate circumstances.

Though, all those costumes you saw were simply so comforting and dazzling.

Sailor Moon, Dragon Ball Z, Clowns, and a few. You couldn’t remember them all exactly, but they were very precious. There were pictures as proof, as you did ask for permission to take them. You thought they were nice people, having even exchanged contact information with one of them. Your friend from before was that person, you just clicked with them instantly. You wished they would have stuck around a little longer.

“Well, gotta get home.” You sigh, walking down the street as you keep your head held high. Not letting any little sound or misstep scare you.

Sounds of footsteps resound in your ears, reminding you to keep walking. It was your own fortunately, but something eerie sounded beneath your own. You certainly didn’t want to find out the source of that sound. So on forth, you continued walking. Up ahead you could see trees appear, laying in a row in front of the sidewalk you were walking upon. For a moment, the muscles in your ear spasmed, alerting you to something. It was random at times, but this appeared to be worse.

An all too familiar laugh resounds in your ear, glitchy yet affirming your silent suspicions. “You have to be kidding me.” You raise a brow, then continue walking, shifting into a hunched over stance as if to display to your pursuer that you were indeed scared of the situation you were placed in. For the most part, you could feel as if it worked. Sensing steps creeping up behind you, you jolted, shifting fully into running away. You didn’t want to stick around for his antics, you’ve had enough of them. But you could play into them for his sake, this felt fun for once.

“HAHAHA!” His laugh resounds once again in your ears, but it was as if it was stimulating. Yes, that was the word. Silly as it may sound, but his laugh was reassuring, that you weren’t actually alone.

And for a few minutes more, he chased you around the neighborhood. Having only lost sight of you once you dived behind somewhere, causing him to look around in confusion. Normally he had such good sight, so he looked around more, eyes glazing over the environment with careful trepidation.

‘No way I’m gettin old’ the demonic hedgehog thinks to himself, then shakes the thought off. “Hide And Seek huh? You may have chosen the wrong game.” He says, laughing once more as he looks around for you. His path was set and predetermined, so it wasn’t hard for you to angle your way around him, staying out of sight in the process.

Once you felt he was cornered, you snickered to yourself.

You could finally get the jump on him!

Carefully you stepped out, maneuvering your way toward him from behind so as to not alert him to your presence. He was still clearly very much looking for you, but it was in his unlucky state that you were actually-

“BOO!”

#sonic.exe x reader #sonic.exe #sonic

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bunji-enthusiast · 21 days

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Anyone want to request something? I’m downnn!

#ミ★ ser’s thoughts #gungrave x reader #hsr x reader #jjk x reader #trigun x reader #sonic x reader #IM DESPERATE PLEASEEEE #PLEASE- PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE *Deep breath* PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE-#PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

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bunji-enthusiast · 24 days

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Wonder how Redeemed! Scourge would act around Team Sonic during and after his therapy and redemption arc, would be interesting to see how he would react seeing the genuine friendship between the whole team especially if the reader is involved. He only had his team and Fiona, most probably stayed out of fear(?) idk I haven't read the whole lore but prob close to that

Note || somewhat rushed but here you go! I AM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE, SO MANY THINGS KEPT COMING UP AND LIFE AND UGGGGHHH—

Okay first of all, you probably had to give your friends a large heads up and a warning to be kinder and not act so weird toward Scourge. Considering his huge reputation with his previous actions, quite frankly it could be worse, seeing as how he enslaved a numerous amount of mobians and mobilized the plant in his own dimension. Then came his scars, then came this.

His memories are scrambled, so he can't recall every single thing evidently. But when it came down to you, Sonic, Knuckles and Tails; he could feel the warmth of friends and family found alike. Working together and providing good memories together regardless of the circumstances or the situation. He didn’t entirely expect them to greet him warmly as they would.

But in all rights, they still reserved some resentment toward the green hedgehog. Scourge completely expected that, and he was fully ready and prepared to gain back their trust with time.

Unusually, he felt a new sensation stirring in his chest each time he saw you interacting with any members of the team. Scourge evidently didn’t realize how much he had done his old friends wrong. Nonetheless, he simply watched from a comfortable distance – while maintaining his persona, less his old self, but with better restraint now this time.

Fiona was one of his closest members, his old lover. But he sees now he was extremely piss-poor behavior when he saw you interact with one additional honorary member; Amy Rose. He did apologize to her properly for his prior behavior toward the pink hedgehog, to which she still held grievous amounts of skepticism toward Scourge, but was most willing to make amends with him. Scourge thought she was an absolute saint: at any point in time of his life, he never expected to have such a mindset. He felt a little better that he improved more on that aspect before meeting any of your friends.

Scourge could appreciate how quickly Sonic could make amends with you, or any other of his friends for that matter. Before he was easily annoyed by Sonic, as he was often compared to the Blue Blur – but now he could understand why those comparisons were uttered before. He just needed a bit of straightforwardness and blunt honesty to set him straight on a bit of a better path.

He thought he was really annoying to converse with though, Sonic will not let him live down his infamous reputation for prior events. He didn’t like him in that entirety, but he came to learn and understand that he has a tendency to tease; Sonic surprisingly won’t cross any boundaries with Scourge, and even began to worry over him in the few past months he’s gotten to know him. The real him.

The real Scourge.

Getting acquainted with Miles was something he found rewarding, he thought the little fox was cool as hell the better he had gotten to know him. Scourge didn’t mind being in his presence, as he had also found him to be very reliable. Tails was a nickname he was continuously called by many who have come to know him, as he had often introduced him this way. Scourge felt the honesty and modesty radiating off of the little fox, he could really respect the guy.

As for Knuckles, he wasn’t completely sure. He was cold and hardened, indifferent to Scourge. Though he did his best to remain with understanding and patience toward the echidna, understanding that the guardian may resent him moreover in comparison to the others.

#ミ★ ser’s thoughts #scourge x reader #scourge the hedgehog x reader #scourge #scourge the hedgehog #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #miles tails prower #tails the fox #knuckles the echidna #knuckles

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bunji-enthusiast · 26 days

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Many wacky things… I am still trying to get to stuff to do the writing.

I am tired.

#ミ★ ser’s thoughts

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bunji-enthusiast · 29 days

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He gibs me comfort :D

“What are you doing?”

“Cuddling.”

He hums in acknowledgment, shifting his position to secure a more comfortable seat. The echidna wasn’t entirely empty on the knowledge of cuddling and the like.

What actually threw him off was engaging in the act, he wasn’t someone who was touchy. No less actually being this up close and personal.

Not that he didn’t mind, this was somewhat new to him.

#ミ★ ser’s thoughts #knuckles x reader #knuckles the echidna #idk man #but i love him #he’s cute n’ silly

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bunji-enthusiast · 1 month

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pinterest beckons me. need to practice dynamic poses.

#I CANT—#KASKSJSK #gumball is iconic #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sonic idw #sonic fanart #sth

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bunji-enthusiast · 1 month

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Heya! <3 imagine Redeemed! Scourge still has that flirty side of his, just being less(?) of a womanizer and a decent green flag now after he is done w/ his therapy and redemption arc, him flirting with the reader anytime they see each other? Reader is blushy blushy, a good old enemies to frenemies to uh “ flirting with each other " friends??

Take care!!

Romantic Affairs — Scourge The Hedgehog

Note || I like this idea a lot, thanks for sharing this fluff. I thought of doing individual sections for scenarios, but it's just one story. If that is alright <33

WC || 1,623

CW || some swearing, fluffy fluff, ooc Scourge?

Sypnosis || a train of delayed thoughts turns out to be for the better, otherwise you really couldn’t fathom how you ended up here with him.

Nothing certainly would have prepared him for this.

He didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry, actually.

You were stuck in a tree, the net holding you up broke and you decided to call Scourge to help you get down. There were branches and leaves poking at your body, some long and sharp enough to leave a scratch – It fortunately will heal with time however – you just hated the situation you were in.

“Why are you just staring?” You let out a groan, your head falling back in defeat as it laid to rest against the branch that held you up from behind. Scourge let out a wistful sigh, hands now resting on his hips.

“Babe, you kinda look adorable like this though.” He grinned, a snicker escaping him. You flinched, your limbs re-adjusting themselves so you could feel more comfortable in spite of your very uncomfortable predicament.

You groaned once again, “I am not your babe, asshole.” Your eyes darted to Scourge as you spoke, suddenly hating the color of his fur. Green was not looking good on him right now, this whole thing was filling you with temporary hatred for Scourge. He just lets out a laugh, knowing full well how you behave and act. Scourge did find amusement in this situation, but now it was enough of him standing around. He needed to start helping your poor self down from the tree.

Scourge mournfully sighs, saddened he won't be able to see you in that position anymore. You really are quite cute.

“Alright, you're gonna hafta trust me sweetheart.” You raise a brow, wondering what he meant by those words. You flinch when you see him suddenly appear on a branch next to you, with a heavy sigh, he eases you into his arms as if you were just a mere lightweight to carry. Surprising to you, but not at all at the same time.

You tend to forget what Scourge can still be capable of.

“OH!-” You yelp when he jumps down, holding onto him close as you refuse to feel that sensation of falling through the air. Scourge remained, holding you tight as he jumped through the air, falling softly against the agreeable plush softness of the grass. And for a moment, silence takes over the oddity of the embarrassments that had occurred a few moments ago. The two of you were laying vertically against the ground, holding each other close. You certainly didn’t expect this now, why was he still holding on tightly?

“Wha-” You looked down, seeing Scourge’s knowing grin. You realized you were the one holding onto him too close for comfort. Your hands immediately unlatch from his confines, you felt a foreboding adoration for the hedgehog. Cheeks blazed with embarrassment as you sat up.

“Sorry.”

He couldn’t help but laugh, waving off your apology as he sat up right alongside your position. Scourge really couldn’t resist the fondness he felt whenever he could experience your habits, it was rather nice that he was here with you then anyone else for that matter. But you weren’t so sure if you should’ve called him in the first place.

“Don’t be,” He begins, leaning back as he crosses his arms behind his head for support. Legs crossing in play in the process of the action. “I’d rather save you over any trash bag any day.” His tone of speech and words almost threw you off, causing you to glare at him to which he flinched, raising his hands up in surrender.

“Sorry! But I meant it.” He admits, sighing as he leans back once more. Scourge felt too lazy to move, this spot in the grass was already so comfortable for him. Why wouldn’t he just admire the sky and just lay there? He wonders if you are gonna stay where you are now. Scourge is (sort of) hoping that you will stay.

Your presence was one of the few things he didn’t mind, and really didn’t irritate him all that much. Much preferable to that stupid blue blur guy anyway, any note of the day his presence is enough alone to set him off.

But the two of you were friends, so he tries his best to keep it on the down low when it comes to the three of you. “Thanks.”

Now this was interesting, more so intriguing. Are you thanking him? This was new.

Scourge contemplates if this is really you right there next to him, cause if it is. He cannot believe it, even with his own ears and eyes. “Hah! Ain’t that funny?” He grins, flashing you a wink. You sigh, propping yourself up against the stands of your arm, chin in the palm of your hand.

“Don’t make me regret saying that.” You huff, closing your eyes as you spoke, “You're still somewhat of a douche.”

Scourge laughs, “Believe me, I haven’t forgotten.”

“Oh,” You begin with a mocking tone, “I’m sorry it seems like you would.” You said, hand splayed against your chest as you winked multiple times to really sell the act.

He glares at you, uprighting himself to punch you in the arm. The force was just merely weak. “Now who’s ta douche?” He grins at you, words venomless.

Back then, he would’ve been full of bite. Now he’s just himself, nothing more and nothing less. Scourge sometimes wonders if he would’ve turned out any differently considering his past misdeeds.

“Well, nobody here’s perfect.” You reply without missing a beat, it was just as if you two were long time best friends. Too bad that wasn’t the case in the first place.

He can still remember those annoying words from his therapist now that he thinks about it.

“Huh? Whattya mean?” He raises a brow, shifting from his uncomfortable position on the sofa. Scourge wasn’t one for feeling nervousness but this damn well was not something he was used to doing regularly, his therapy sessions always made him feel weird or nervous.

“I’m saying that maybe you should consider perfection as something unattainable.” She says, remaining with her spot on the floor. He had asked her why she was like that during their first session, and said that she found it more comfortable to sit at. No thanks, the sofa was just fine and dandy to Scourge. The floor seemed highly uncomfortable for the lady. “You wanted to gain validation for your life, from someone you found in similarity with a certain one from your childhood.”

Well she spoke rather fucking bluntly, jesus.

Scourge winces, closing his eyes as he thinks about it. “I guess I was rather foolish, blind to maybe.” He mentions, scratching the back of his head. Recalling his earliest memories with his father, they weren’t pleasant but they weren’t far too nice either. He woulda guessed his father would have just thrown him out instead of just not paying attention to him, he really wished he would have still had his father to this day.

Would he even be any different then? Would he still be blue and green-eyed?

Hell no, Scourge doubts his outcome would turn out any different.

“The blame was never on you Scourge.”

That’s right, that’s what she said. You never saw him any different, as cheesy as you put it, ‘Misguided’ He never expected someone as exceptional as you to enter his life. Not now and not ever, but life never really gave him the options he liked, just working with what he had.

Being an errand boy, a bastard son, an unworthy king.

Scourge turned his hopes to the skies, feeling the worth sapping his mangled bones. Everytime and every day as a boy hoping his father would pay attention to him. But he saw the situation for what it really was, he wasn’t needed or wanted. Scourge had to make his values and economy, followed by ghosts and watery graves he built his empire.

He went down with his sinking paradise, then he rose again, then for lack of a better word he fell. Then you finally appeared in his life. His thoughts ran rampant throughout his mind, he wished he could clean them out more. Vanity surges into a mental war, he thought objectively and he slaved and obeyed. Just a toy and a boy, a worthless hedgehog.

Until it all ended, then and there he could find peace. Earn himself a better way, and build himself self-peace. Something he needed for quite sometime now.

“Hey dumbass!” You waved in front of his eyes, concern somewhat swelling within your chest. “Mobius to Scourge.” You reaffirmed with a stronger tone, you sighed a breath of relief as you saw Scourge blinking – snapping back to reality.

“I hate’cha, I was having such a happy time within my mind palace.” He grins, downing your hand with his own. Slowly, he envelops your hand within his own. Scourge found your hand to be rather inviting, but he was a little unsure of your reaction. You let out a noise of surprise, eyes widened alongside to express that clear confusion, which slowly made its way into a very blushy expression appearing on your face.

“Fuck you.”You bite, though no venom rose behind your words. You groan audibly, almost as if you were whining. Scourge chuckled, only holding your own hand with a tighter grip now. He was glad you didn’t reject this one singular advance.

Life isn’t always what you’d think it would be.

For a moment if you even turn your head, the tables will turn.

For all those times he had done you wrong, those times he had invertedly made you cry. He sore a silent but steady oath.

Let him make it up to you somehow.

#scourge the hedgehog #scourge x reader #scourge the hedgehog x reader #scourge #sonic

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A True Scourge — Scourge The Hedgehog

Note || He is very cool me thinks.

WC || 1,033

Sypnosis || He finds himself warming up to you.

“Take it easy-”

“OW!”

He winced, shrugging his shoulder after you had made the wrong move in applying the bandage. You glare at him, then let out a pitying sigh. Sometimes you really question what kind of choices you actually made that earned you a place alongside the rebellious hedgehog. “You gotta stay still, impatient ass.”

Scourge turned around to refute your comment, then saw the meaner glare you could possibly display toward him. “Got it.” He murmured, looking back ahead as he sat still with the most possible amount of patience he could muster in spite of all the pain coursing through his lower left half of his body. He wondered what would happen after this, even then he still couldn’t wrap his head around the fact you were actually helping him.

Not turning him away, especially even with how he had behaved toward you in recent events. Scourge counted himself lucky that you decided to actually help him. “Hey… uh, why are you even helpin’ me anyway?”

You paused in your steps, taking the time to finally wrap the last part of it to seal it off and allow it to be free without falling apart. His arm and abdomen were heavily injured, how that happened you only have a hint of an idea why. But that was not your problem right now, with another prolonged sigh, you picked up his leather jacket and set it by Scourge.

“Well, friend or foe,” You begin, swinging your legs over the ledge to align yourself next to Scourge. “You were injured, I simply couldn’t let it go untreated.”

But me?

You gotta be outta your mind.

Scourge’s brows furrowed in thought, lips lifting to reveal his rather sharp teeth as a frown was displayed on his face. Rather unusual in comparison to his usual smile that he so often displays in the company of others, not just you alone. Something must be bothering him very badly if he’s left without any rhyme or reason to actually speak in turn now. You were starting to get a little worried about his drawn out silence.

He leans forward, hands leaning against the thresholds of his legs to support his shifted position. “Too many things happened at once, guess I got too confused.” He admitted, hand now going against the back of his hand, scratching it in his demeanor of slight embarrassment. Scourge never really was one to share any of his personal feelings or issues, but it was this small and momentary thought that had slipped out of his mouth.

You chuckled warmly, patting his back to reassure him it was fine. Scourge let out a huff, deflating into his spot as time went on.

“You're pretty confusing sometimes man.” You spoke, breaking the awkward tensions that resided in the air. He let out a hum of acknowledgment at your words, one of his ears flicked along in action. A spotty habit residual to something he had done very often when he was alone by himself during his days in trying to take over Mobius. Scourge wasn’t well supported, and nothing of the sort could be said the same about his father.

Even in this lifetime or any other, he will never know that love.

“I get that alot.” He scoffed, waving his hand off about the idea.

But he was pretty content in this kind of love, no matter what it may be named. He didn’t want to lose you again, or ever in this lifetime of his. Something he hated to admit aloud, so he appreciated the works of a dear mind. Emotions were a fickle and complicated thing he never gave much thought to, always too busy throughout the days to even actually face or confront them head on.

Now that he was here with you, it was something entirely different. Unique and kind, not anything too fast. It made Scourge take a step back, and evaluate himself. Hell even in spite of his attitude it wasn’t something he could just replace so easily, but he really did appreciate you.

Scourge has a feeling you know that too.

“Oh wow!” He perks up at your notable excitement, eyes filled with amusement and curiosity. So he asks, “What’s got you worked up sweetheart?” Scourge raises a brow with a chuckle escaping him. You point up to the sky, full of shimmering stars and beautiful shades of blue and purples. In words alone he couldn’t describe the mere majesty of the sight, but he was all the better that he was able to accompany you for such a thing.

“Normally this doesn’t happen very often..” You murmur, a sweat drop trailing down your face. “But I'd try to take a picture of it when I can, except I don’t have my camera with me.” You explained, holding out your hand as you spoke within animated gestures. Scourge nods, letting out a hum of agreement.

“Pretty sure your eyes are all ya need.”

You turn to him, eyes filled with surprise at his words. “Now that is not the Scourge I know.” You grin, turning to lean towards him at a slight angle. Scourge winces, leaning back as he holds up his gloved hands in surrender.

“Now listen,” He groans, almost coming out in a growl, “Don’t expect this to happen often, I am not that kinda guy got it?” He admits, cheeks blushing with a fury you never expected to see. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh, returning to your usual position as you were getting sore. Your shoulders deflate in defeat, no longer being able to find the words to continue the conversation.

“The wind feels nice.” You sigh, reveling in the breeze. You felt a sudden jolt crawl up your arm, feeling warmth seep into your cold-ridden body.

“Scourge?” You spoke, feeling warmer now thanks to him. He pulled you in close, nuzzling against the top of your temple in a means of warmth. He let out a forlorn growl, somewhat embarrassed he even did this in the first place. You certainly didn’t expect this to happen at all really, but it felt nice.

You ain’t bad..

Not at all.

#scourge the hedgehog #scourge #scourge x reader #scourge the hedgehog x reader #sonic #sonic the hedgehog

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