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Paranoia (Chapter 3)

(Secret History/TSAA Tails x Paranoid!Reader)

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hai guys sorry it’s been so long ;c i started writing the next couple chapters after i published 1 and 2 but i didn’t know where 4 should go so i stopped writing for a while and then i forgot about it. i haven’t been on tumblr for a while either so when i logged back on and saw how much traction paranoia got i was like ?!!?! thank you guys sm omg?! so like im gonna try to finish this fanfic eventually but chapter 4 is a total mess right now so here’s chapter 3!! im sorry it’s short but i promise chapter 4 (and maybe 5?!) will be longer :3

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You couldn’t remember anything after that, or even right now as you’re trying to wake up after a deep nap. All noise is muffled, and everything is blurry, you can only make out an orange blob looking down at you.

Wait, where am I? Soon the loopiness starts to fade away, and you’re coming back to your senses, though certainly not completely yet as Tails looks totally different than when you last remember him. Crazy how the brain works.

“Tails,” you mumble quietly, but you’re shushed by a pointed, slender finger.

“It’s alright, my dear.” His usually sweet, younger voice you’re used to was replaced by a shrill and unnerving one.

I’m hallucinating. How many drugs did he pump me with? You feel his cold, lanky hand cup your cheek, his unnaturally sharp claws grazing your jawline.

“You’re all better now.” He leans into you, examining you, and you’re able to better inspect Tails’ new monstrous form your brain made up. Freakishly bright and hypnotizing blue and pink eyes staring into your soul, a wide joker-like grin with teeth so sharp and jagged even a dentist couldn’t save them, matted and unkempt fur now with a more orangish hue, not to mention how tall he’s become compared to his usual short stature, his figure so skinny you could see his rib cage… he looks sickening.

Seeing this grotesque version of your friend should be terrifying to you, but instead you’re met with an empty, numb feeling. Your subconscious must be aware of this hallucination.

“What… happened?” Your head is still fuzzy from the anesthesia, and you try to ignore the unnatural sight that’s bestowed upon you, knowing there’s no way Tails would be aware of what you’re seeing.

“Why, I fixed you! Now my sweetheart won’t have to worry about anything ever again!” He takes your hands and intertwines your fingers together, still staring… has he blinked yet?

Sweetheart? You cringe at the nickname, having an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach.

“Tails, what’s gotten into you?” You try letting go of Tails’ hands, but his grip becomes almost unbearingly tight and you let out a yelp.

“I’m protecting you! I never want my precious (Y/N) to be in harm’s way ever again! Especially not when you’re in this pitiful, repulsive universe you call home.” Tails rolls his eyes and looks to his right. You follow his gaze and widen your eyes as you become entranced by a bright, magenta-colored portal. There were many wires connected to it, most of which coming from a crystal of the same color that was sparking with electricity.

This has to be a dream.

“I was gonna wait until much later to reveal myself to you, but plans have changed. It looks like my newest project has already decided to start tearing this universe apart, and I couldn’t bear to stay in that pathetic skin-suit of my imposter any longer than I had to!” He started becoming visibly angry, and he was crushing your hands with such force you never thought could come from him. You let out a much more painful yelp, and Tails quickly lets go of your hands, looking remorseful as he picks them up gently and plants a sympathetic kiss on them. You have mixed feelings about this.

“Plus, I don’t want to hide anything from my darling. You deserve to see the real me~” Tails runs his hand up your neck, then traces a claw along your jaw and tilts your chin up to face him. His moves his face closer into yours, and seeing his face up close only makes him more disgusting to look at. Dark eye bags around his eyes, his breath reeking like he hasn’t brushed his teeth in months, and some gray hairs in his orange fur that shouldn’t be there—he wasn’t that old, yet… or was he?

He should be a major red flag to you, but now that you couldn’t feel any fear, it was replaced with sympathy. However this dream version of Tails got this way, you care about him, and you want to help him, even if it might not be real. Even if nothing he said made any sense to you.

“Tails, did you hit your head…? Have you been feeling alright?” You move his hand out of the way and try sitting up, however he forcefully twists your head to your right to look out the window. The outside world was slowly being drained of its color, with most of the world already gray and lifeless. There were veins of bright yellow light spreading all throughout the world—it looked almost like an infection of some kind. Debris and parts of the earth were floating up into the sky, and with it, the corpses of your friends—including a massacred version of a slightly familiar blue hedgehog.

“Either come with me, or stay here and DIE like the rest of your ‘FRIENDS’.” Tails’ voice becomes much more vile in tone, which would scare the life out of any normal person. “Quite frankly, you would be an imbecile to choose the latter. But I know you better than that, sweetheart~”

He was threatening you, but you can’t feel fear. You don’t fear death, but it’s not like you want to die, so he was still able to trap you. Even then, you don’t care about anything else, you just want to help him. Maybe you’re foolish, but you know that somewhere deep down, the real Tails is in there—at least, you hope. For all you know, this may not be Tails at all.

“I’ll… I’ll come with you.” You turn your head toward Tails as he lets go of your face, and a wide, sinister grin makes its way onto his face.

“Excellent choice, my dear~” He presses his chapped lips onto your cheek, giving a wet kiss that makes your body tense up. When he pulls away, he stares at you with his sickening grin for a moment longer, before grabbing your hand and leading you toward the portal.

You both stand at the edge, and he looks at you with a smug smirk.

“Ladies first~” Tails bows slightly as he gestures his hand toward the portal. You’re tempted to go ahead, but instead you push him in, and with a shrill yell he’s gone in an instant. You can’t help but snicker as you follow him inside.

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mewhenimanonymous · 9 months

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Paranoia

(Secret History/TSAA Tails x Paranoid!Reader)

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i made this back in april and ngl this is not my best work but i spent a lot of time on it and i wanted to post it anyway. if this is deserving of a chapter 3 plz let me know but i thought it would be interesting to leave it as a blank canvas for everyone to think of what happened next yknow. anyway author note over plz enjoy my first sh tails fanfic <3

🌸 this is very inspired by other sh tails x reader fanfics on tumblr as well as tsaa 🌸

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Chapter 1

“I just—I feel like something, or someone is watching me…” You look around nervously as you tell Sonic, one of your best friends, about your recent anxieties. For the past week, you’ve been extremely paranoid. You would hear rustling in the bushes, or see something out of the corner of your eye, and you’d always get the same sinking feeling in your stomach that there’s something there. You’ve closed your blinds and haven’t touched them, and you’ve stayed in your house as much as you could, but you know you couldn’t live like this forever. You wanted whatever was stalking you gone, and the only person you could trust enough to tell this to was the beloved hero and your best friend, Sonic the Hedgehog. He had saved you from Eggman’s control, and since then you were integrated into the friend group, but because of the encounter you were the closest with Sonic.

“If you want me to, I can stay here and keep guard until that thing goes away, unless I take care of it first!” Sonic grins at you at winks at the end of his sentence.

“Could you??” You grin back hopefully.

“It’d be no biggie! I bet I could take it out in a couple seconds!” Despite knowing it was his overconfidence talking, you still trust him. I mean, he saved your life after all—surely he had this in the bag.

“Oh, thank you Sonic!” You pull him into a tight hug and after a second he gently hugs you back.

“It’s no problem!” He lets go, gives you a reassuring smile, then gets up to stretch. “Do you have any chilidogs?”

“I can make them!” You get up and head to the kitchen.

For the rest of the day, you and Sonic played games, ate chilidogs, and just hung around. It was the most fun you’ve had in a while! But then it came time for you to go to bed.

“You’ll be alright, don’t worry.” Sonic places a hand on your shoulder. “If I see that stalker, I’ll kick its sorry butt!”

“Thanks, Sonic,” you giggle. You both hold eye contact for another moment before Sonic turns to leave your room.

“Goodnight Sonic, be careful!” You warn him, but he just laughs.

“When have I ever been careful?” He rubs his nose with his thumb, then goes to shut your door. “Goodnight, (Y/N).”

After another moment of silence you decide to get comfy under your bed and try to sleep. You’ve barely slept since this whole thing started, but you finally felt comfortable enough to doze off, knowing it will be handled.

Sonic really is amazing. You smile as you begin to phase out of consciousness.

***

You wake up feeling refreshed and happy for the first time in a while. While you get up and stretch, you remember last night and feel yourself smiling.

“Today’s gonna be a good day,” you exclaim to yourself.

You realize you should check on Sonic, so you start heading toward the living room.

Not here? You figured he’d end up crashing on the couch, but alas, empty.

You look around the house, quietly so as to not disturb him if he’s still asleep.

Did he leave early? But he said he’d be here… You start getting worried and check around the house one more time.

“Sonic?” You eventually call out to him.

Nothing.

“Maybe he fell asleep outside, that’s a Sonic thing to do,” you mumble to yourself, trying to convince yourself that he didn’t bail on you despite what it looked like.

You open the front door and look around.

Gone.

“No, there’s no way he’d leave me after yesterday…” You try to figure out what could’ve happened, but nothing made sense. Sonic is not one to bail out unless it has to do with romance, but he has Amy for that. And there’s no way he’d let someone kidnap him, let alone defeat him in a fight.

“Maybe he crashed at Tails’?” You remember Sonic’s little fox friend. Tails is the type of friend you’d only hang out with when he’s with the rest of the group, though on occasion Sonic would bring him along when you were hanging out with the former. But if he’s Sonic’s best friend, you trust him just as well.

So you start heading to his laboratory. Sonic brought you over there one time when he wanted to bring Tails along with you two, and it wasn’t hard to find.

Once you believe you’ve found it, you knock on the door.

After a moment Tails opens the door with a curious expression, but when he sees you he smiles awkwardly.

“Hey…!” He pauses for a moment, as if trying to remember your name. “What’re you doing here?”

“(Y/N).” You frown a bit.

“(Y/N)! Right, I’m sorry, I’ve just been so busy with my projects recently.” He chuckles half-heartedly.

“Is this a bad time then…?”

“No! Not at all! Are you alright?” Tails leans into you, studying your expression and demeanor.

“I just—did Sonic sleep here last night, by chance? Or have you seen him at all today?” You fiddle with your fingers nervously.

“No, I haven’t seen him since yesterday.” He puts his fingers on his chin like he’s thinking.

“That’s so weird…” You mumble to yourself, and Tails cocks his head to the side.

“I’ve, uh…” You look around, feeling paranoid again. There’s no way your stalker kidnapped Sonic, you tried to reassure yourself.

But what else could have happened? You knew Sonic better than for him to leave his friend—or anyone, for that matter—in a vulnerable state. You could feel that thing is still out there, so that could only mean Sonic lost.

You feel an arm wrap around your shoulders, taking you out of your dark thoughts.

“Hey, let’s go inside.” Tails looks at you with worry in his eyes, and he directs you inside his lab. Just before he shuts the door, however, he takes a good look behind him, making sure no one, nor anything was near.

You two sit down on a couch, which seems out of place for a workshop but you assume Tails would use it for one of his inventions, if he hadn’t already. Tails’ arm lingers on your back for a moment before he lets go of you.

“Well,” you begin, looking down at your lap. “I-I think someone has been stalking me for the past week, and I’ve been getting really paranoid… I talked to Sonic about it yesterday, and he said he’d stay at my place to keep watch for the stalker, but this morning I woke up, and…” Your voice began to crack and choke up. You thought crying over something like this was stupid, but you couldn’t help it. Your anxiety levels have been off the charts. “He was gone… I’m not a fighter—I mean, I know self defense, but…” You go to wipe a tear, but Tails takes your hand instead, which makes you look up at him.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry…” His voice is sugary-sweet and comforting. He wipes your tears with his other paw. “You know, I am Sonic’s best friend, but Sonic can be really stupid sometimes.”

“R…Really?” You tilt your head a bit in curiosity. You’ve idolized Sonic for as long as you can remember, and you never realized even he could have flaws.

“Oh yeah.” Tails’ tone immediately shifts, which catches you off guard. “I wouldn’t put it past him if he bailed on you. Do you know how easily distracted he gets? I would talk to him about a new invention of mine, and he would rummage through my stuff and even break things! Or when I make him an invention that could be potentially dangerous, he never listens and always reaps the consequences! Sometimes he even leaves mid-conversation because he saw a chilidog!”

That doesn’t sound like Sonic, was your initial thought, but the more you thought about it, the more it made sense: Sonic seems like the impatient and easily-distracted type, and you’re surprised you’ve never noticed it before. Any doubt in your mind was immediately brushed off because Tails has known Sonic way longer than you, or anyone else for that matter, so he would know Sonic better than anybody.

“I never knew that…” Tails nods at your comment, but before he could continue his rant you pipe in. “Are you sure my stalker didn’t kidnap him? Or something bad happened to him??”

“Has Sonic ever fought a battle he couldn’t win?”

You hesitate for a moment, but Tails doesn’t wait for a reply. “Never! He’s never lost a battle, and it’s been, what, 30 years now? Nothing stands a chance against Sonic, not even some weird stalker,” Tails says matter-of-factly.

“So, you really think Sonic bailed on me…?” You ask hesitantly, still uncertain of the validity of that claim. The way Tails was speaking sounded very truthful, but you still couldn’t wrap your head around why Sonic would do such a thing.

“That’s what it looks like.” Tails then squeezes your hand. “Hey! Why don’t I take care of your stalker, and you can stay here for a while so you feel more safe? I have an extra room that Sonic usually sleeps in, but you’re more important right now.”

More important than Sonic? His choice of words makes a part of you feel unsure, but you quickly push it aside.

“You’d do that for me?” Your eyes widen and you smile hopefully, surprised at Tails’ very kind gesture.

“It’s the least I can do! I want to make sure you’re okay, and I don’t want anything to hurt my friends!” He grins at you, which makes you grin as well.

“Oh, thank you Tails!” You give him a big bear hug, to which he chuckles and hugs you back.

“Of course!” He starts to rub your back with his paw.

“What are friends for?”

Chapter 2

“Alright, you can open your eyes now!”

You open your eyes and look at the strange machine in Tails’ paws. It looks like a mini robot version of Tails’ head but with cameras for eyes.

“With a flip of a switch on the bottom of the head, it will create an electrical force field to protect you from anyone coming near you! I have it set to where it can recognize you and me, so you don’t have to worry about any happy accidents.”

“Tails, that’s amazing!! How did you make this so quick?” You grin at Tails, who rubs the back of his head and gives a humble smile.

“I was already working on an upgraded security system for my lab, and I’ve made inventions like this before for fighting Eggman, so it wasn’t a challenge.” He takes your hand once again and sets the device in your palm. “Just stick this above your bed, and make sure it’s on before you go to sleep!”

“This is so kind of you! Thank you so much!!” Being a hugger, you pull Tails into another warm embrace, this time burying your head in his chest fluff. He lets out a low, unsettling giggle that immediately sends an uncomfortable feeling to your gut, but then Tails clears his throat and coughs.

“Sorry, got something in my throat.” He wraps his arms around you and hugs you tighter. “That’s what friends are for!”

Something about that giggle deeply disturbs you.

You’re just paranoid, you reassure yourself. At this point with your paranoia, you would freak out over the crack of a twig.

“I should get to bed.” You decide to try to brush it off, and you let go of Tails.

“Alright, goodnight!” He gives you a sweet smile. “If you need anything, I’ll be here!” You notice his cheeks have a pinkish tint.

You nod and head off toward your room (for the time being). You still wonder why Sonic would ditch you—you know he always puts others needs before his own, even if he gets easily-distracted. He’s a hero, after all! Did he really think a creepy stalker wasn’t that important? It didn’t make sense.

You stick Tails’ gadget on the wall above your bed and turn it on. Immediately you see blue electricity surrounding and taking the shape of your room, flickering briefly before becoming invisible. Seeing this, your anxieties quickly ease and you take a deep breath.

This looks promising.

You get under your bed covers and close your eyes, but just as you’re about to fall asleep your eyes shoot open.

That feeling again. That unsettling, disturbing feeling in your gut. That feeling of your throat closing up, being paralyzed with fear despite wanting to run and hide. Foreboding and helplessness. Knowing whatever is out there is out for you, unsure if you’ll be alive in the next second. Unknown eyes burning onto you and leaving scars on your mental psyche.

Someone is watching you.

You can’t do anything but wait. Wait, you know Tails’ gadget will work, so why hasn’t it gone off yet? Hesitantly, you sit up and look around, heart pounding. Dark and quiet. Alone. You look at the window to your left. Was it locked? You try to swallow, but your mouth is too dry. You crawl out of bed and keep low to the ground, so as to keep out of sight. Shaking, you reach your hand out to the window lock and check it—locked, good. Just to be sure, you unlock it briefly and quickly lock it again. You let go of the breath you just realized you were holding. Satisfied, you crawl back into bed and hide under the covers.

You should be fine as long as the force field is on and everything is locked.

Uh oh.

You look at the door to your right. Not locked. Crud.

You jump out of bed and run to the door, quickly lock it, then jump back into bed. Safe. You peek your head out of the covers and look around, just in case. Dark and quiet. Alone.

Yet that feeling won’t go away. Where is it coming from?

You scan the room to the best of your ability, with it being almost completely pitch black. Closet doors are shut. Window locked and blinds closed. Door locked.

Your eyes land on the force field gadget above your bed. It has cameras in it, doesn’t it? You stand on your bed and inspect the little Tails head. The cameras are for laying out the force field, right? You take it off the wall and try to look in the cameras, though it’s too dark for you to see anything. You take a step to find a light—

THUMP!

You had forgotten you were on your bed, and you fell hard on the ground.

“Ow…” Just as you’re about to get up, the door handle jiggles as if someone is trying to get in.

“(Y/N)? Are you alright?” You feel relieved hearing Tails’ muffled voice through the door. You get up, unlock the door, open it, and before you realize it tears are streaming down your face.

“Someone, someone is—” You look around, but Tails quickly directs your face toward him with his paws.

“(Y/N), look at me. Breathe.” He was serious, but caring in his expression, so you do as he says. As you’re taking deep breaths, you notice his eyes are gleaming in the moonlight with hurt, almost looking guilty.

You two continue to hold eye contact for a couple minutes, with him making sure you’ve calmed down before he speaks again.

“Do you need to sit down?”

You nod, and he directs you over to your bed to sit. You take another deep breath before speaking.

“I got the feeling again… that I was being watched…” You fold your arms across your chest and look down.

It’s silent for a couple moments, which makes you nervous. What could Tails be thinking?

Eventually, Tails scoots closer to you and sets a paw on your shoulder.

“Have you ever actually seen this stalker?” His voice is filled with concern. You think back to all the times you would have that intense anxiety feeling: leaving the house, hearing the wind blowing, hearing the slightest difference of air shifting to the hop of a rabbit.

“Well… no…” You feel embarrassed now—you realize you have no real evidence to support the validity of your fear.

“Did my force field react at all before I came?”

“No…”

“Is it possible that maybe… there is no stalker?”

You pause. You thought for absolute certain someone was constantly watching you. There were too many signs as far as hearing things and sensing someone staring at you, but those could have easily been mistaken for everyday things—maybe a duck was just watching you. The more you think about it, the more you realize Tails is right.

“I thought,” you begin, but you’re at a loss of words. All this anxiety over nothing. You wrapped up Tails and Sonic into this mess just for it to be all in your head. You feel so defeated. “I’m so sorry, Tails…”

“Shhh, it’s okay, (Y/N)!” Tails’ voice is a little cheery, which surprises you but you don’t think about it too much. He comes up behind you to give you a comforting hug, his arms wrapping around your waist. “You know, I have just the solution to your problem!”

Just as you’re about to cry again, you turn your head toward Tails, interested. “You do?”

“Mhm, it’s a simple procedure that will cure all the anxiety and paranoia you’ve been going through. You’ll be able to live normally again.” His voice is very soothing and reassuring in a similar manner to a hypnotist.

“Oh yes, Tails, please!” You quickly turn around to face him and hold your hands in a praying position, begging, “please help me!”

“Oh, I don’t know, (Y/N)… it’s very dangerous, and if done incorrectly, fatal.” You weren’t sure because of the dark room, but you could’ve sworn Tails had a little smirk.

“Tails, please. I’m so desperate… I just want my life back. I’ll do anything to be normal again.” Your eyes start to well up yet again. “You’ve already helped me so much… You’re the only person I trust right now, and without you, I don’t know what I would’ve done. I don’t want to scare anyone else away, I don’t want anyone to think I’m crazy. Please…”

A silent moment passes before Tails sets his paws on your shoulders, which then drape down your arms.

“Don’t worry, of course I’ll help you! There would be no one better for the job.” Tails sounds so sure of himself, which puts you at ease.

“Oh, thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!” You quickly pull Tails into another bear hug, which takes him by surprise, but he laughs.

You feel a paw stroking your hair.

“Of course, (Y/N)! What are friends for, after all?”

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