#shadow the hedgehog x y/n

[yanderegrizzsworld]

Hi! How are you?

Here's my ask;

(can be poly I don't really care)

Can you do sonic and or shadow with an s/o who is always tired and really nothing can fix it? They tried everything to make themselves less tired and honestly it just made them more tired.

It's kinda like a curse?

( it can also be platonic or romantic)

Btw I love your writing!

Imagine: Romantic Yandere Sonic the Hedgehog & Shadow the Hedgehog with a tired reader (Team-up)

TW/CW: Implied violence & mentions of bruises

A.N: Hello dear! A little sleep-deprived, but overall alright, how are you?

Both hedgehogs are very aware of the fact very few can match them in agility & much less their stamina. As such, both retain plenty of patience with the others although Sonic did have to aid Shadow in acquiring said patience.

Out of both, Sonic tends to more often than not be the more antsy with your tiredness, at least in the beginning, whereas Shadow is the one to showcase more patience. Don't get it wrong, Sonic also exhibits practically the equal amount of patience with you, it's more so that in the beginning he was more likely to go into panic if he saw you sluggishness.

Shadow seeks to let you know that he doesn't find your lassitude to be a chore to sit through under any circumstance, opting to show & tell you that both he & Sonic are with you through & through. This is seen best when the ultimate life form opts to seemingly make your day/night much easier for you, be it ensuring you're eating well enough to getting the perfect amount of sleep necessary.

Where Shadow does things for you to ease your fatigue, Sonic is more keen on making you comfortable through physical affection. Anything from cuddles to soft kisses on the foreheads to light-hearted jokes, the blue blur strives to see a smile or hear a soft laugh to ensure he's doing something right. Don't be surprised if he uses your tiredness as an excuse to cuddle.

Both take any form of comment about your prostration as patent disrespect, even if you didn't hear it & are quick to scold & defend you. Although Shadow sees no issue in ending the conflict with giving a evident black eye to the other individual, of which he deems as the tamest action he takes.

Where the blue hedgehog might take Shadow's approach, it is nearly always as a last resort, favoring to have them see their wrongdoing or by slightly humiliating them until they apologize to you. Whomever leaves to deal with the person, the other walks off with you while distracting you with getting you a small gift or through simply chatting about anything.

[purpleflower19072]

Comforting Shadow

I wrote this inspired by the gameplay trailer for Sonic X Shadow Generations. Please be aware this fic will have dark images and will deal with some of Shadow's truma.

“You are a part of me, I created you,” Black Doom stated.

Shadow was frozen in place, Black Doom was controling him.

“No, damn you,” Shadow cursed at the loss of contol.

Shadow watched as Black Doom’s larva ate everyone he knew. He shivered at the painful screams of Rouge and Sonic. Then Black Doom took the Black Coment to the surface and proceeded to wrek havoc on the environment.

“No!” Shadow eyes opened and he was greeted with the white ceiling of the home he bought with his significant other.

You.

Shadow wished he knew you back then, but perhaps it was beeter if he didn’t. Would you have loved him if you knew him then? He scooted closer to you, he put an arm around you.

“Shadow, what’s wrong?” Shadow had forgotten that you were a light sleeper.

“I don’t mean to worry you. Just go back to sleep, I’ll be fine,” he didn’t want to be a burden. You and Shadow only lived together for a month, he didn’t want to run you off. He was the Ultimate Lifeform ,so he couldn’t show weakness. Especially to you.

“Shadow, there is something wrong. You can tell me, you know. You don’t have to keep everything to yourself,”

“You remember the Black Arms invasion?”

“Yes, happened my senior year of high school,”

“The leader, Black Doom, I told you he helped in my creation?”

“Yeah,”

“When I confronted him, he put me into a stat of paralyazes. I broke out, but in my nightmare I did not. I watched as the larvae ate Sonic, Rouge, the Doctor, and everyone. Black Doom’s plan was to harvest humanity so his army could feast. In some alternate reality, I may have helped him. You would have died,” Shadow squezed you tightly.

“But you didn’t, that is what matters. I love you, no matter what you did or could have done. You’ve been through a lot and despite that you still go out and fight. Fight for the world and for me. You’re incredible. I want you to know that in this house you are safe and loved,”

For a few minutes, Shadow and his love laid in silence. Shadow took the silence to calm down.

“Thank you for saying all of that,”

“How about this, I will call out of work tomorrow. We can stay home, eat snacks, and watch that anime you like,”

“You just want an excuse to not go to work,”

“Maybe, but I have plenty of time to use,”

“Fine, but I am limiting you on how much junk you eat,”

“Always taking care of me. I love you even if you grew wings,”

“Don’t be ridiculous, I would never grow wings,” 

(A/N little does he know he will grow wings in a few months. Once I play the game I will be a part 2 with the S/O's reaction to the wings. I am looking forward to the game)

[theyandereonmyoji]

General Yandere Shadow the Hedgehog Headcanons

TW:  stalking, murder, kidnapping

Well, good news is, he’s not gonna let absolutely anything bad happen to you, so a toast for that. As for the bad news, he’s probably a bit too overprotective. Can you really blame him for that though? He saw his best friend get shot in front of him while he was powerless to do anything about it, so Shadow’s already on edge about anything that could potentially harm anyone close to him. It doesn’t matter at all if your relationship is purely platonic or more than that, whether just a close friend or a lover, he thinks you’re someone worth keeping safe. 

He doesn’t like to show that cares about you openly, mostly out of fear that if he does, others might see you as a weakness that they can exploit against him. However, when he’s not busy with a missions for G.U.N. or any world-ending crisis, he still works like your personal bodyguard from the shadows (pun absolutely intended). If he sees you in trouble, whether it’s just a rogue badnik attacking whatever it could find or an full-front assault from Eggman or any other villain to where you currently are, he’s ready to step in and save you. If you try to ask him how he found you so quickly, Shadow will just say that he happened to be nearby and saw you were in trouble, which is technically true but you don’t need to know much else.

Shadow treats you as if you were made out of glass, and while he doesn’t worry too much about his own wellbeing since he can’t really get hurt easily no matter how many risks he takes, he knows that those around him aren’t as sturdy as him. If you often get into accidents or dangerous situations where more often than not you get hurt, congratulations, you’ve earned an entire day of mild scolding and having Shadow basically babysit you. No, he won’t take no for an answer. If the reason you why you got hurt was someone else however, well, Shadow will never say a word about what he did that night after you went to sleep, and when you never see that person again, you think it’s best for you to not know.

Keeping secrets from him is impossible, so just follow the saying “Honesty is the Best Policy” to make life easier for both of you. If Shadow sees that you’re trying to hide something from him, he’ll pull any trick in the book to coerce you into telling him. If even that is not enough, he can always use other methods to learn the truth on his own. Regardless, he just wants you to feel safe with him, so he’ll feel frustrated and hurt when you try to hide things from him or even lie, no matter how big or small. Shadow doesn’t take that frustration out on you, but he does give you a stern warning that you’re just make things harder for yourself when you keep secrets from him.

It might not seem like it at first glance, and it might not be at the level of a certain blue hedgehog, but Shadow can be a bit of a showoff himself. He loves to see you depend on him, that you see him as someone that will always take care of you. Whenever you need help with something, he’s more than willing to assist you, and when you thank him, there’s a slight hint of a smug smile on his face. As long as it is between you two, he’ll appreciate each and every compliment you give him more than he’s willing to admit, and while he doesn’t really need it, the fact that you’re so nice of him has him develop an even softer spot for you.

Despite his seemingly sole desire to protect you from harm, Shadow can also be quite possessive. He’ll be subtle about it, but he’ll control who you can and cannot interact with under the pretext that they might put you in danger and that he’s only looking out for you, and while it’s not totally a lie, he’s also jealous and scared that you might find someone “better” and leave him. If he sees someone getting too close to you, well, he’s no stranger to foul play. Once they’re alone, Shadow will make an example out of them for others to know that you’re off limits. And you’ll be none the wiser to all of this, he knows how to cover his tracks perfectly after all.

Shadow’s breaking point is so easy to snap, it’s practically a ticking bomb. After all, he might be ultimate life form, but something can always happen, and he can’t protect you all the time when you’re out and about living life freely. When an incident eventually happens where you’re badly injured and almost dead, that’ll be the moment when enough is enough. Shadow clearly can’t trust the outside world to be safe enough for you to live in, and he’ll lock you up somewhere isolated and safe. Once you wake up, having recovered a bit from whatever incident hurt you that badly, you’ll quickly find yourself confined inside a tiny room where he can forever keep you safe.

If you think you have any chance of escaping him, sorry to burst your bubble, but it’s pointless, and trying would just annoy him. Of course, this hedgehog has the patience of a saint when it comes to you, and he wouldn’t use that strength of his to hurt you, as least not on purpose. It’s better to be safe than sorry you know? So long as you behave, nothing will happen to you, if anything he might take better care of you than yourself (Yes, I’m calling myself out on this one too). As much as he tries to convince himself, deep down he knows how wrong all of this is, but if it means keeping you safe, he’s willing to do that and more.

[cherryrainn]

can you do triple s (sonic, shadow, silver)(separate) best friends with reader headcanons?

━━ ✧ 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

─ ✩ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ; sonic + reader, shadow + reader, silver + reader (all platonic)

─ ✩ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ; i love all these new requests i'm getting! of course i can do this for you. here you go.

─ ✩ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; none

─ ✩ 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 ; none

𝙎𝙊𝙉𝙄𝘾 ★

sonic notices when you're feeling down, even if you try to hide it. he stays up with you into the early hours of the morning, sitting with you in silence or letting you vent about what's bothering you.

on particularly tough days, sonic takes you for a high-speed run through green hill zone or other scenic spots. the rush of the wind and the beauty of the landscapes provide a brief escape from your troubles.

sonic opens up to you about his own challenges, reminding you that even heroes have their moments of doubt. he assures you that it's okay to feel vulnerable and that you're not alone in your struggles.

sonic and you embark on spontaneous adventures, exploring new zones and discovering hidden paths together. the laughter and thrill of the journey bond you even closer.

sonic treats you to his favorite chili dogs at a cozy corner in station square. the two of you chat, joke, and create new memories while enjoying the comfort food.

when you're in need of a mood boost, sonic teaches you some of his signature dance moves. the two of you end up laughing uncontrollably as you try to keep up with his lightning-fast footwork.

just remember, even the fastest hedgehog has days when he stumbles.

𝘚𝘏𝘈𝘋𝘖𝘞 ★

shadow has a knack for picking up on your mood shifts, even when you're trying to hide them. he may not be the best with words, but he sits with you in silence, offering his presence as a source of comfort.

when you need space, shadow understands better than anyone. he doesn't push you to talk; instead, he joins you in your solitude, letting you know he's there without overwhelming you.

on your worst days, shadow leaves a simple note or a small gift by your side. these thoughtful gestures remind you that someone cares about your well-being.

despite his serious demeanor, shadow surprises you with spontaneous adventures. from racing through the fields to exploring hidden caves, these unexpected moments lead to some of your fondest memories.

you find solace in watching the stars together. shadow may not show it, but he enjoys these moments of quiet connection, where the vastness of the universe reminds you both of the bigger picture.

you discover that shadow has a dry, often sarcastic sense of humor. you share inside jokes and witty banter that only the two of you understand, creating moments of laughter amidst your adventures.

𝘚𝘐𝘓𝘝𝘌𝘙 ★

silver has a strong sense of empathy and is quick to notice when you're feeling down. he approaches you gently, offering a kind ear and genuine concern, creating a safe space for you to open up.

when you're troubled, silver's psychic abilities sometimes pick up on your emotions. he visits you to share his visions of hope, assuring you that brighter days are ahead.

when you're feeling overwhelmed, silver uses his psychokinesis to create a soothing environment. the gentle movement of objects and calming energies help alleviate your stress.

silver takes you on journeys through different eras, giving you a firsthand look at the past and future. these trips create unforgettable memories and deepen your connection.

you and silver bond over shared interests, like stargazing or reading. learning about his love for constellations or his favorite books becomes a source of joy and understanding.

silver surprises you with lighthearted pranks using his psychic abilities. your laughter and camaraderie strengthen as you engage in good-natured tricks and friendly retaliation.

[yourlocaltrashpandaa]

Amy: I don’t get it. What is it that you like about Shadow? 🤔

Y/n: Well, he’s handsome and he’s smart and he ignores me so he’s obviously my type 🥰

Amy: Right… 😅

[thedreamerfae]

I love werewolf pirate captain YN because they’re literally this at the same time:

WP Cap YN: I love my crew, I love my father and sister, I love those sirens. I’m very kind and treat everyone with kindness and save those who need to be saved. To be free and living is who I am

WP Cap YN, upon seeing a wretched human/supernatural: …

WP Cap YN: * I am all of me by Crush 40 starts playing while pulling a gun out *

[average-dragon-enjoyer64]

someone please tell me how to block “x reader” posts please please i don’t think i can take it much longer

[koushirouizumi]

Title: Where Will You Go, Chris? Type: A.M.V Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog / Sonic X (+Sega Sonic-verse Background!canon compliant) Song: Where Will You Go? Singer/Artist: Amy Lee / E v a n e s c e n c e Characters: Chris Thorndyke (Main); Sonic the Hedgehog (as Support); Sonic X Ensemble {Beginning mainly/Only} (as side {minimally appearing} Support) Dynamics: Sonic & Chris (as strong Friendship); Shadow & Maria (as relevant strong Friendship); {Briefly} Spoilers: until Series 1 Ending (Series 2 Not Included) AO3 Link: Here! {Please consider leaving a comment if you Enjoy!} (I’d love to hear your Thoughts!) Lyrics: Here!

Summary:

"I realize you're {A F R A I D}..." 'You P L A Y the R O L E-'

"BUT I, I KNOW who you REALLY ARE--" {-when we're alone}-- "I can see right through your E Y E S",

"{Don't} R e j e c t the Whole {W O R L D}"...

Sonic and Chris are featured major characters (with more Chris's Point of View); Sonic has a main role as a support to Chris (and helping explain Chris's involvement in the story). Chris's family and others from the ensemble; also very briefly appear/are referenced. Contains spoilers for the ending arc of Sonic X's 1st/original series (pre-Metarex Arc); much more based in the original version's characterization of Chris. (This is a pro-Chris & Sonic Supporting Chris + Chris's friendship{s} work.)

"Where Will You Go?" (C) E V A N E S E N C E

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Notes: This is Old {10+ years old}. it’s my 6th "Sonic X" work out of multiple, closer from to the end of my "Sonic X" series of works. The footage used will reflect this, as it was made before widespread transition into H.D. Footages. Please be understanding. [There may be intent for me to remake it someday!]

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[blackenedsnow]

I have a shadow the hedgehog request if its alright..? Can we have shadow with his gf who has a hard time eating? Hates the way they look and its getting to the point where they dont get at all starving themselfs..? Them shadow just gentley comforts them as they cry about how bad they feel about themselfs? Then trys his best to get a meal in them?..thanks and i hope your doing alright

more than enough

WARNING: (Implied) Eating disorder, body image issues, self-esteem struggles

PAIRING: Shadow the Hedgehog x Reader

NOTE: Thank you for trusting me with such a sensitive and important topic. If you ever need more comfort stories or anything else, feel free to send me a message. You’re not alone in whatever you’re going through.

SUMMARY: You've been struggling with body image issues for a while, and it’s reached the point where you've started starving yourself. Shadow notices the changes in your behaviour.

The apartment was quiet, too quiet, and Shadow knew something was wrong. It had been days since he noticed the changes in your behavior—the way you avoided eating, the distant look in your eyes when you stared at yourself in the mirror. Each passing day, it seemed like you were pulling away, and no matter how much he tried to get you to talk, you only pushed him away, retreating into yourself.

He found you sitting on the couch, knees drawn up to your chest, staring off into space. Your face was pale, and your eyes had the dull glaze of exhaustion. It broke his heart to see you like this.

“(Y/N),” he said quietly, taking a seat beside you, “we need to talk.”

You didn’t respond, only pulling your knees tighter against your chest, refusing to meet his gaze.

Shadow wasn’t one for words, but seeing you in this state made him want to try—he had to try. “I’ve noticed you’ve been… avoiding meals,” he said, his voice gentle, but firm. “You haven’t eaten anything all day. Why?”

Tears welled up in your eyes, and for a moment, you didn’t say anything. You had been trying so hard to hide how you felt, but now, with Shadow sitting beside you, asking the one question you couldn’t answer, the dam broke. You covered your face with your hands and let out a shaky breath.

“I-I hate the way I look…” you finally admitted, your voice breaking. “Every time I look in the mirror, I just… I can’t stand it. I feel disgusting, and no matter what I do, it doesn’t get any better. I just… I just want it to stop.”

The raw emotion in your voice sent a wave of sorrow through Shadow. He had seen you struggle before, but he didn’t realize how deep it had gotten until now. Guilt gnawed at him for not saying anything sooner, but he pushed it aside, focusing on you.

“You’re not disgusting,” Shadow said quietly, his deep voice low and soothing. “You are not what you see in the mirror. You are so much more than that.”

You shook your head, tears slipping down your cheeks. “You don’t understand… I feel like I’m never enough. I’m always… always hating myself, and I’m so tired, Shadow. I’m tired of feeling this way.”

His heart ached hearing you say that. Without a word, he shifted closer, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you against his chest. He held you there, letting you cry into his shoulder, his gloved hand gently rubbing your back in slow, comforting circles.

“I know it’s hard,” Shadow murmured. “I won’t pretend to understand exactly what you’re feeling, but I do know that you are enough—more than enough. Even when you can’t see it, I see it. I always have.”

Your sobs quieted a little as you leaned into his embrace, but the pain was still raw in your chest. “But how can you… how can you even stand to look at me when I feel like this?” you asked, voice trembling with doubt.

Shadow sighed, resting his chin on top of your head. “Because I don’t see you the way you see yourself,” he said softly. “You’ve always been more than just your looks. You’re strong, kind, and… even when you’re struggling, you’re still the person I care about. You don’t have to be perfect.”

He pulled back slightly, just enough to look at your tear-streaked face, wiping away the tears with his thumb. “Let me help you.”

You stared at him, your heart heavy but touched by his words. The truth was, you had been fighting this battle in silence for so long that hearing someone—especially Shadow—offer you comfort and support made the weight on your chest feel a little lighter.

But the ache in your stomach reminded you of how little you’d eaten, and a fresh wave of guilt washed over you. “I-I just don’t feel like I deserve to eat… I hate how I look, and every time I eat, I feel worse.”

Shadow frowned, his red eyes softening with concern. “I know it’s hard, but you need to take care of yourself. You’ve been starving yourself, and that’s only making it worse.”

He stood up and walked over to the kitchen, opening the fridge. You watched as he pulled out some leftovers, simple but nourishing food. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to get something in your system.

“Here,” he said, bringing the plate over. “I know you don’t feel like eating, but you need to. Start small, just a few bites.”

You hesitated, the thought of eating filling you with anxiety, but Shadow’s gentle eyes stayed locked on you, silently encouraging you to take care of yourself.

“Please.” he added softly, holding out the plate.

With a shaky breath, you nodded, taking the plate from him. It wasn’t easy, but with Shadow by your side, you managed to take a few bites. The food sat heavy in your stomach at first, but with each bite, some of the tension started to ease. It wasn’t much, but it was a start.

Shadow stayed beside you, his hand resting gently on your back as you ate. He didn’t push you to finish it all, but the quiet support he offered was more than enough to make you feel like maybe you could keep going.

When you finally set the plate down, you leaned into him again, feeling both exhausted and a little better. “Thank you,” you whispered, your voice raw but sincere.

Shadow wrapped his arm around you again, pulling you close. “You don’t have to thank me,” he murmured. “Just promise me you’ll let me help.”

“I’ll try,” you said softly, resting your head against his shoulder. It was still hard—there were still so many battles ahead—but knowing that Shadow was there, willing to stand by your side, made the road ahead seem just a little less impossible.

[yanderegrizzsworld]

What about a romantic hc for Shadow with the reader who was Maria’s older sister?? I feel like they’d connect so well 🖤❤️ thankssss

Imagine: Romantic Yandere Shadow the Hedgehog where the reader is Maria's older sibling

TW/CW: Implied violence, stalking, unresolved trauma & mild spoilers for Sonic Heroes

A.N: Turned out much more angsty that I thought (Quite exciting as I've never written a full angsty fic/headcanon before!)

If his protectiveness wasn't high normally, then it undeniably skyrockets here. Losing the most important person in his life crushed any hope of fulfilling their dreams together of living on Earth & while seeing you alive & well regains some of Shadow's lost hope, it'd actuate his need to protect you from harm.

Even when on a personal mission to regain his memories & question whether he's a clone or not, his need to see you face to face & ensure not a single scratch is on you follows him. Where in any other situation this need was for someone else, Shadow would scoff in annoyance & get passive-aggressive with the individual of which he believes is "distracting him from his mission" but with you, it's not annoying, it's not burdensome, he needs to make sure what happened in the Ark with the military doesn't happen to you!

This feeling, this need to be your protector, to be the person you run to whenever you feel your safety is on the line, it practically consumes him, but not in a way where he feels he's suffering because of it, it's more so where he desires to see you smile at, what to everyone else is nothing but part of their mundane life, anything that catches your eye. Even if it feels almost suffocating, he'd much rather suffer through it for you than anyone else, others being unworthy in his eyes.

How could he ever find it burdensome? Find you burdensome? You're all he has left! Yes, it might bring up horrific memories he'd rather massacre to where not even an atom of them exist, but you also remind him of the pleasant times up in the Ark, up with Maria. Times where you three spent hours upon hours talking about everything & nothing at the same time, hours daydreaming about what you'll do if or when you get to Earth, all the sights you'll see & all the people you'll meet. He'd rather lose all his memories again than ever think of you being burdensome.

Shadow is respectful if you wish to walk about alone, yet he can't cease the fear of someone or something stronger than you or him snatching you away & so, he lurks in the shadows. Anything he considers a threat to you provokes memories to sickeningly play in his mind like a horror movie, witnessing Maria dying & screams twirling around him like broken music box, he reacts without a plan or thought.

Dragging the individual in the darkness when you're not looking, The ultimate life form would be more than glad to exhibit why he's humanity's protector, but also it's greatest danger. Usually after events like these, the recollection of the Ark always leads to him finding you, simply for comfort. He's aware, very aware how much of a danger he can & does pose to humanity, that weight & knowledge of knowing never fails to make him like he's been stabbed deeply yet bleeding internally. He wishes for the warmth of your embrace, he needs reassurance that, while aware it really isn't, Maria's demise wasn't his fault. He might've failed to save Maria, but he vows to protect you, even if it kills him as if that'll happen.

[blueblurchronicles]

can we have a shadow the hedgehog x a sick reader?

Stay here for now

Of course anon, I’ll try my best with this, here you go ☺️

You and shadow were getting ready to go on a mission and hunt down the chaos emerald you’ve been tracking.

But it wasn’t until shadow then heard you coughing that he perked up and looked over.

“Are you alright ??” He asked firmly, you could tell he was worried even if he didn’t show it.

“Yeah, I’m fine…” you reassured him.

But as a couple days progressed, you went from good to bad.

You began to run a fever and sniffle all over the place.

What’s worse you worked yourself to exhaustion while sick, making you faint as your body couldn’t cope.

“Y/N !!” Shadow rushed over and held you as you fainted.

You woke up in your room as shadow stood by against the well.

“Shadow ??” You groaned.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were sick ??”

“I didn’t want to compromise the mission…” you coughed.

Even with the stature, he was full of worry. You began to notice food, water and medicine every time you woke up.

When the day of the mission came up, you tried to go with him, but he quickly stopped you.

“I have rouge as back up, you need to stay here for now and rest” he said firmly

“Shadow… thank you… for helping me” you said tiredly.

He stood over you for a little bit, to which he let out a “hmff” and a nod.

He would always help those who are in need, even you.

[theyandereonmyoji]

Hello! Do you think you could write a bit about what would happen if Shadow accidentally hurt the reader badly?

Also, I wanted to tell you I think your writing is amazing! I hope you are drinking lots of water and getting enough sleep♡

I'm not quite sure what did you mean exactly by write a bit, so I'll just take it literally and write a paragraph or two about it. So, Shadow's patience with you is nigh-unbreakable, so getting to that situation to begin with is thankfully for you hard. However, if you're stubborn enough to want to break the camel's back, it isn't impossible. In the very few scenarios where I can see this happening is if he's stopping you from doing something that would cause you harm (according to him anyways, and in most cases he's on point, key word: most). Maybe in an escape attempt from the only place he considers "safe" for you would end up with him breaking a limb or two if you resist too much. O maybe you're doing something rather risky and in his attempt to get you out of harm's way, you end up getting hurt anyways. If you want to see a scenario like this, I recommend reading @yanderegrizzsworld's "You Left me no Choice" for something like this anon! (also her writing is just great overall, so check out her stuff). As for the original question, well, on one hand he would feel incredibly guilty about it. He might not show it much but that's more on how stoic he can be rather than him not trying his best to make it up to you. He'll treat whatever wound he caused, big or small, and give you a sincere apology for it. On the other hand...prepare to get scolded, Shadow is going to make sure that this never happens again, but he also needs you to cooperative you know, he may even go as far as punish you, depending of what you did.

Overall, try to not give him a heart attack 'kay?

[scramblescrew]

good morningg/afternoon/nightt 💗! , can i request a shadow the hedgehog x fem reader where basically the reader gets hurt badly during a battle with eggman and shadow patches her up and gives her cuddles <3.

((With Pleasure, 💗 Anon!))

/TW: a few descriptions of blood and injury\

Shadow the Hedgehog x Fem! Reader: First Aid and Cuddle Scenerio

(Romantic(?) Fluff)

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_________Getting injured________

- you had been on several missions before and only had gotten minor injuries

- neither of you had expected one of Eggman’s Badniks to actually get a good hit in

- while Shadow was taking on a majority of the bigger threats but you made sure no stray badnik took a cheap shot on him

- as the robot waves dwindled down, you made the mistake of letting your guard down and turned to see the red eyed hedgehog finishing off the robots that were rushing towards him

- As Shadow turned to look at you, his eyes widened as two Buzz Bombers flew up behind

“Y/N!”

- Shadow launched forward, trying to save you from the things shooting at you

- unfortunately, you had turned just in time to be shot in the side and shoulder/arm. Sending you flying into Shadow’s arms

-bl**d gushed down your arm and onto the ground in a steady river of crimson. Lucky, the blast slightly cauterized a few blood vessels so bleeding out would take a bit longer than normal

-but it still needed to be addressed….NOW.

—Addressing your injury—

- after rushing you back to safety (your home), Shadow quickly got a med kit, then started disinfecting and bandaging the wounds

- thankfully the wounds weren’t that deep so gauze and bandages were applied to stop the bleeding

- but unexpectedly, even with quite a few wraparounds with bandages

.

- blood still soaked into the bandages enough that red was appearing on the top layers of the bandages

- Shadow quickly removed the gauze and bandages then re-bandages the wounds

- the bleeding eased up but there was a bit of blood still

-But for now, it would do…..

- you were wincing in pain still so your worried partner got you some painkillers then picked you back up

- shadow then took you to your bed and laid you down in it, getting in with you shortly after

————The Cuddle Session————

“Y/N….I’m so sorry…I should’ve been there…”

“Shadow, it’s ok! We’re both alive and doing pretty ok!”

- you two comforted each other as an outpouring of memories from your pasts emerged.

- Shadow talking about Maria and his fears about losing anyone of his other loved ones again

- …he couldn’t bare to lose you too… not after everything you two have been through and done together!

“Y/N, Seeing the blood and your pain…the memories all came flooding back again…ones I wish I could heal from…I can’t let you go…I can’t lose you-“

“And you won’t lose me…Shadow..honey…some scars don’t heal, Maria was your best friend..your sister…and there was nothing you could’ve done that would’ve made the outcome any different……”

“You’re right…I love you, Y/N..”

“I love you too…remember that she and I will always be here for you in one way or another…and that you can still live for her sake…”

-Shadow smiled as you told him about your life, the ups and downs, the trauma and possible healing, everything-

-that was until you finished talking and looked down

.

.

.

-you saw that your partner, the usual reserved and grumpy hedgehog had nuzzled his face into your neck and had fallen asleep with a look of relief and ease plastered onto his face

-you chuckled, and using your not injured arm, smoothed out any stray quills and patches of fur

-you hummed a soft tune as you too succumbed to sleep, albeit still in a bit of pain

——————BONUS!!———————

-Shadow woke up and reached his hand out, hoping you were still in bed…you weren’t.

- Shadow shot up, his eyes open and mind fully aware, you weren’t in bed, your place in bed was still kind of warm so you had to have gotten up very recently

- The immortal hedgehog teared up as he freaked out and got up and started rushing to the bedroom door-

- you were now suddenly in the doorway, leaning against the frame in a fair bit of pain with two cups of coffee and a small pouch in your hands.

“Y/N! You’re injured, you shouldn’t be out of bed! Come on- come lay down!”

“Darling, I just went to the kitchen and made us a little something! Just a little coffee for us two!”

-Shadow had taken the cups and pouch, setting them down on the bedside table,

“Doesn’t matter, now lay down!”

-You did as he said and got back into bed and into a comfortable position

“The larger cup and the pouch are for you, take ‘em.”

-Shadow looked at you for a second before taking the cup and pouch,taking a sip from the cup and going to his side of the bed, “….thank you, Y/N…”

“You’re welcome…I know you like your coffee..!”

“Yeah, I do.”

((IDK- I heard Shadow liked coffee and went with it!!!))

UP NEXT: Black Cat! Reader x Bishops (Platonic)

[cherryrainn]

☽ ༚  ༵ ۰ ✧ ۰  ༵ ༚ ༵ ۰ ✧ ۰ 

— whispers of calm

headcanons of shadow the hedgehog with a stressed best friend/lover

shadow understands the power of silence and offers his quiet presence as a source of comfort during stressful moments. just sitting together, knowing he's there, brings you a sense of calm.

shadow's innate protective nature kicks in when he sees you stressed. he'll step in, whether it's confronting the source of your stress or simply offering a reassuring presence.

shadow's own struggles with stress allow him to empathize with your situation. he doesn't always have the answers, but he understands the weight you carry and provides a listening ear.

you can be open and vulnerable about your stress, knowing he won't criticize or belittle your feelings.

he offers words of encouragement in his own unique way. his stoic demeanor hides a genuine belief in your abilities and resilience, providing motivation during challenging times.

sometimes, shadow doesn't need to say anything. his understanding gaze or a gentle touch conveys his support and reassurance, reminding you that you're not alone.

shadow's steady presence grounds you during stressful situations. his unwavering demeanor helps you stay centered and focused, even when everything feels overwhelming.

your contrasting experiences of stress and shadow's brooding nature create a balance. you learn from each other, finding a middle ground where you can support and uplift one another.

shadow accepts you, stress and all, without judgment. you don't need to hide or pretend around him, knowing that he embraces you completely.

shadow may not celebrate in the conventional sense, but he shows his care through small gestures. it could be as simple as a meaningful glance, a comforting touch, or a shared moment of quiet understanding.

when stress becomes overwhelming, shadow steps in to help ease your burdens. whether it's taking on some of your responsibilities or providing a listening ear, he lightens the load.

he may not be openly affectionate, but he tries.

[kasagia]

Bring me a dream pt. 3

Pairing: Aleksander Morozova/general Kirigan x fem! sun summoner! reader

Summary: Aleksander (unwillingly) takes you to the border with Fjerdans. Along the way, you spend more and more time together, but can the two of you forget your differences and be as close as you were in the past again?

Wairning(s): blood, fight, reader and Aleksander circle around each other like a dog around a hedgehog, violence, and so on, TEXT NOT CHECKED, I hope it's good

Word count: 6-8k idk 😅

Taglist: @aoi-targaryen @morrigan-crowmwell @louderfortheback @ludarklina-fan-spot @sayumiht @budugu @howibecameabadassbitch @flostvs1508 @intothesoul

~•♤♤♤•~ Part 1 ~•♤♤♤•~ Part 2 ~•♤♤♤•~ Aleksander Morozova's Masterlist ~•♤♤♤•~

And all I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life...

Taylor Swift - Electric Touch

"Absolutely not." he says firmly as he flips over the stacks of papers on his war table.

"Absolutely yes!" you reply, placing your hand on the pile of papers he was flipping through. His attention is immediately turned to you and you smirk.

"Y/N you are not going with me." he talks to you like to a little kid. You absolutely do not like the commanding tone of his voice. You won't let him tell you what to do.

"I won't be with you, I will be behind you." you reply, teasing him. You bravely endure his stern gaze, not letting him intimidate you with those dark eyes.

"Y/N." he sighs irritably and rubs his eyes with his hand. "You're not going there."

"You won't change my mind." you say sweetly, and turn on your heel to leave the room. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Aleksander roll his eyes. His sigh only widens the smug smirk on your face.

"Y/N Y/L/N."

"That's not mine surname." you say over your shoulder as you approach the door.

Aleksander circles the war table with astonishing speed and blocks your way to the door. You raise an eyebrow at him.

"I've been having your name on my wrist for 500 years." he says, and the frown on his forehead only deepens as you continue to tease him. "I was looking at it. Night and day. For hundreds of years. I know your name, even if I didn't know that belong to you. It is the only thing that hasn't slipped my mind over the centuries." you shiver, analyzing his words for a moment. And your stupid and naive heart clings to that little note of tenderness hidden behind contempt and irritation.

You know that if you were just a regular Grisha, one of his soldiers, he would have scared you with his shadows or sent you to the fold a long time ago. Unfortunately for him, you were his soulmate and sun summoner. You were the safest and most privileged person in the whole, damn Ravka.

"Maybe I'm not your soulmate?" you ask, crossing your arms. You can tell from the look on his face that he's on the verge of a mental breakdown… or maybe he's just so annoyed and tired that he can no longer respond to your taunts.

"Y/N." he says sternly, giving you an appalling look.

"Aleksander." you reply, not flinching under his dark eyes as you shoot him a defiant look.

"I'm not joking."

"Me either."

You stand there in front of each other, both staring at the other, waiting to see which one of you will give in. Both too stubborn to back down and let the other win. If anyone walked into the war room right now, they would burst out laughing at their general fighting for stares with the sun summoner.

Finally, he sighs and shifts his gaze to the war table and all the maps, plans, reports, and wooden soldiers he has there. Like he can't look you in the eye as he voluntarily gives up his original plans.

"For you." the part of you, that still sees him as your nameless boy from ages ago, whispers.

"You will be next to me all the time." he speaks firmly, and you know better not to question his request this time (never in your life will you admit to voluntarily obeying his orders.)

"Good."

"You will not leave my sight." he adds, trying to either discourage you from leaving or somehow make sure you'll always be around him.

"Good."

"You will sleep in my tent." you give him a offended look. He just rolls his eyes at that and sigh irritated as he shift his gaze to you again. "Don't look at me like that. You will have your own bed."

"Fine." you sigh, realizing that you won't be able to get out of his sight… at least at the beginning of your journey to the Fjerdan border. "Do you have any other absurd demands you want me to fulfill?" you ask, crossing your arms, annoyed with the conditions he has set for you.

"They are not absurd. Thanks to them I will know that you are safe."

"So I can be only safe by your side?" you ask, resentful, ready to argue with him even though it's late and you've spent most of the night working on plans and reports anyway.

"No. You can't do anything stupid by my side." you snort seeing his mischievous, amused smirk.

"Very funny." you roll your eyes and bite your lip to keep from smiling when you see his smirk. He has other plans, however, and comes over to you, taking your chin gently in his hand and forcing you to look at him.

"I'm not kidding, Y/N. I can't afford to lose you from my sight… you're too important to… to all of us."

You watch him carefully as he strokes your cheek with his thumb. And you can't help but feel the familiar feeling of where his skin meets yours—the light inside you buzzing, wanting to come out. However, you now have too much control to let your power out again.

But that's not the feeling that bothers you the most.

His dark brown eyes are much more engaging than the heat that spreads up your cheek with the movement of his thumb. And if you were younger, more naive, and less experienced by so many disappointments, you'd lean forward and taste his soft, enticing lips as you were centuries ago.

But you're no longer the girl he used to know. So you pull away from him and clear your throat without looking him in the eye. You know you'd be lost if you gave in to his piercing, mesmerizing gaze any longer.

"So... I guess I shall go now. I need to get some sleep before the trip. You, too, so don't play with your wooden soldiers anymore, Aleks."

"For the last time I'm telling you, it's one of the creative ways to simulate a tactical operation."

"Of course, general. You're not playing like a little kid at the war table with wooden soldiers. How could I ever assume something like that?" he rolls his eyes at what are you laughing at. "Good night, Aleksander." you say with a gentle smile, pleased that you have achieved what you wanted.

"Good night, Y/N." he replies. His eyes are fixed on yours and his gaze is absent, as if he is still brooding in this moment of closeness between you two. Like he regretted not kissing you.

Or at least you want to think that.

You finally snap out of the trance his dark brown irises put you in and nod to him before turning around and walking out.

Closing the door behind you, you hear the upcoming steps of his heavy shoes. You know well that he stands on the other side. With unknown reasons, he does not open the door. He just stands there. And you do not know what directs him that he decided to approach the door.

Your heart is pounding like crazy when you're on the other side of a closed door, and the urge to go back there and sink greedily into his mouth is almost unstoppable... almost.

You shake your head and go to your chamber, leaving him alone at the door.

Alekdander stared at the door. His hand on the doorknob. He bit his lower lip, wondering what would happen if he opened them and took you in his arms just like he has done centuries ago...

Your receding footsteps snapped him out of his little fantasy. He couldn't think about it now. Whatever it was between you, it was in the past. Now you probably wouldn't appreciate his... soft side he had for you.

But he couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he kissed you. If only he would do what he has longed for for ages and enclose you in his embrace and listen to your steady, comforting heartbeat which pushed away all his shadows and which was proof that he wasn't as terrifyingly and utterly alone as he had told himself all along.

He sighed long and hard. The cold around him and the shadows that once again took over the war room reminded him that your warmth and light had long ago ceased to be his reach. All he could do was watch from a distance. Like a sinner waiting for deliverance (which he will never get) from his little saint.

With the loss of your grandmother's necklace, your dreams turned into flashbacks of Aleksander's life, interspersed with occasional memories of your past encounters.

This night was no different from any other.

You ran through the forest knowing all too well what was about to happen.

It was one of those nights when the Drüskelle attacked the village of Grishas you were live in with your grandmother.

This time they had the courtesy not to burn down the "demon hatchery" but to stalk you like some fucking forest animals. You ran ahead, only glancing back from time to time.

You only had to run a few metres before you reached the safe place where your grandmother was supposed to be waiting for you. You thought back to your nameless companion. You wondered if your dark-eyed boy had found a shelter.

Halfway through, you began to notice riders approaching you. You had no choice. You had to fight them if you wanted to survive and reach the hideout without the bloodthirsty Grisha killers following you.

You looked around, making sure no one else was around you, and used your light to kill them.

Those you couldn't kill, at least you blinded them enough to fall off their horses. It gave you enough time to run away from them and, for a moment, to lose them in the thicket of the forest.

You didn't enjoy the peace for long.

The Drüskelle surrounded you rather quickly, attracted by your rare skills. Before you had time to look back, one of them threw a metal net at you.

You hissed in pain as you felt the protruding metal spikes digging into your skin. Just as you were about to summon all your light to blind them all, the clearing was plunged into total darkness.

You breathed a sigh of relief, lying on the ground and listening to the screams of suffering of your tormentors, who were slowly beginning to be swallowed up by the shadows. You didn't open your eyes as everything went quiet. You were too tired to move a finger and blood was still oozing from your wounds.

The weight of the metal mesh was lifted off you, and strong, familiar arms lifted you off the ground, placing you on someone's lap. You sighed at his scent and relaxed completely in his arms.

Your moment of calm lasted until you felt an extra pair of hands on you. You tensed in his arms and opened your eyes, panicked and ready to attack the young woman kneeling in front of you.

"Shh…it's okay, sunshine. You're safe." he whispered in your ear, still holding you close to his chest. "Luda is a healer. She will help you."

The woman nodded and smiled. "So you're his famous sunshine... I've heard a lot about you from him. He's been pining for you for months now. Even his mother is sick of him mentioning you all the time and missing you like some puppy in love." she teases as she puts her hands to your wounds. Only now do you notice that you have an arrow in your leg.

"Luda!" he hisses, scolding her. "This is not the time and place. We need to get out of here as fast as possible." The woman sticks her tongue out at him, but she speeds up her work anyway.

For a brief moment, you feel jealous of the bond they have with each other. But you choose to ignore it. It'll be better if he finds someone else. After all, you'll live forever, and he... will just be a wonderful memory. However, you can't help but turn gently in his arms and give him a mischievous glare as you ask, "Did you miss me?"

He freezes for a moment and stares at you intently, lingering on your lips for a moment too long for Luda and you not to notice. But only you hear his soft whisper and the warmth of his breath as he comes back to himself and confesses quietly, looking only at you, "Day and night."

You look at each other and you know that if you had a little more time, even the presence of his friend wouldn't stop him from leaning in and kissing your lips, which he's been longing for since you left him with that mischievous smirk and that lame nickname instead of your real name.

But the pounding of hooves pulls you out of that moment. Luda jumps up first after healing you and waits for the two of you to move on. He helps you get up. You thank the healer for healing you and are about to leave them to run alone when a strong hand on your wrist stops you.

Dark eyes stare at you menacingly, leaving you no room to argue. "You're not going anywhere. I need to keep an eye on you until it's safe." And with that, you are drawn along with him and Luda. The three of you keep running, traversing the forest as fast as you can.

He protects the three of you by creating shadows that hide you in the thicket of trees. Suddenly it starts raining. The three of you sigh with relief, knowing full well that the rain will destroy your tracks and you will lose them much faster. You only stop in some cave, all exhausted from running, when you stay quiet.

He pulls you close, wrapping his arms protectively around you. And despite you don't want to admit it, you know there's nowhere as safe as here in his arms.

You feel his heart racing in his chest and pounding like crazy. You lean against him more, causing him to rest his cheek against your head. His nose brushes your cheek lightly, making you shiver and blush slightly.

The bastard smiles for a moment, still listening to see if anyone is approaching you. Luda gives you two a meaningful look. You ignore her and spin in the arms of the shadow summoner.

"I... I think I will go now."

"Absolutely not." he protests and reaches out to grab your wrist to make sure you don't stray too far from him. You roll your eyes at him and sigh in annoyance.

"My grandmother is waiting for me. I was meant to join her ages ago. She must be worried."

"Then he will escort you there." Luda speaks up, gaining both of our attention. "Don't look at me like that; you'll panic until you see her again, and the saints know when that will be. Please, for my sanity and everyone around him, let him."

We both blushed, looking awkwardly at each other. Neither is ready to look the other in the eye or initiate a cave exit. Luda sighs and pushes us out of our hiding place.

You start walking, and he faithfully follows you, keeping a close eye on the terrain. The silence between you is heavy. You both know very well that you may not meet again, being on the run all the time and escaping the attention of dangerous, hostile people. At some point, you reach a crossroads where you decide to say goodbye to him. Your grandmother's safe place is in sight.

"So… I guess that's it." you say when you stand in front of each other.

"Yes... I guess it is." he says, looking at you absently, thoughtfully. His tone of voice is… sad, regretful that you two just got back together and you're already walking away from him.

"I.. um... I'm not good at goodbyes." you speak awkwardly, not knowing what to say or do. He smiles tenderly, seeing you so lost for the first time.

"Neither am I." he admits, but his posture and gaze convey more composure and confidence than you currently have.

However, you both know what you really want right now.

You stare at each other for a moment longer before moving towards each other and connecting your lips in a long-awaited kiss. You pull him closer by the lapels of his coat, and he entangles his hands in your hair, preventing you from moving away from him. You don't want to. You cling to him, afraid that he will disappear in a moment, catching the last moments you can spend with him before returning to the brutal reality where you can't be together.

You pull away from each other only because you're both out of air. But you don't pull away from each other. If anything, he pulls you even closer and rests his chin against your shoulder, inhaling your scent and trying to obscure every detail of you.

"Take care of yourself." he says while still hugging you. The warmth of his breath caresses your cool cheek, making you shiver.

"I will." you promise as he pulls back just a tiny bit so he can look at you.

"And don't walk through the forest alone."

"How else am I supposed to give you a chance to be my hero?"

You both giggle, staring at each other. The smile on your face slowly fades as he moves closer to you. He places his hand on your cheek and leans in towards you. You hold your breath, captivated by his next move. You close your eyes, waiting for him to kiss you, but instead he leans in to whisper in your ear.

"Aleksander."

You freeze. You stare at him as he reluctantly pulls away from you, dropping a strand of your hair that he has taken between his fingers. And this time it's you staring at his receding silhouette while your heart is pounding like crazy.

Aleksander… your nameless hero soon turned into your villain and the cause of suffering not only for you, but for all the inhabitants of Ravka.

"Rise and shine, Darkling!" you greet him and enter his chambers, after making sure you close the door behind you and only he can hear you.

"I've cut people in half for saying that nickname." he is dawdling and leaving his bedroom. He frowns as he sees that you've changed the colour of your kefta and are now proudly wearing a dark blue, symbolising your allegiance as an Etherealki but at the same time emphasising your uniqueness as a sun summoner.

"But not me. I'm a sun summoner, and we're in your chambers. You won't risk cutting any of your belongings, and you accidentally need me badly for your machiavelous plans, so I feel very safe."

"I can always punish you for your disobedience, sunshine. I am your general, after all." you snort, pretending that using that nickname didn't do anything to you.

"I don't exactly remember the moment I agreed to join your army." you cross your arms and lean against one of his armchairs, glaring at him defiantly.

"That was when you moved into the apartment next to me, didn't you notice?" he asks with a mischievous grin, walking over to you.

"The bed was too comfortable." you say, shrugging your shoulders.

You take his black kefta that was left on the armchair and throw it at him. You snort, amused, and then laugh as he, completely unprepared for your move, lets the kefta slap him in the face.

He frowns and puts on his kefta, studying your smiling face. You don't expect it at all when he suddenly reaches for a pillow and throws it at you.

You gasped in surprise, but then smiled widely, laughing. Amusement sparkled in your eyes as you tossed a pillow at him and grabbed another.

Aleksander dodged your attack and approached you, trying to yank the pillow out of your hands. You fought for a while, you laughing amused, he smiling, hearing your laughter, which for centuries only haunted him in dreams.

He couldn't deny even to himself that hearing that sweet sound again, seeing the dimples formed from your wide smile made him forget everything else.

He finally managed to snatch the pillow from your hands and tossed it behind him. You were pinned to the wall by him. You both stared at each other, breathing fast after the little fight you two had just had.

For a while, you were just Aleksander and Y/N again. Two people who had nothing on their mind except the nagging question of whether the other craves and longs as much what you once had between you.

To feel the familiar scent, the soft, electrifying touch, the softness of lips, the quickened heartbeat uniting in the same sure rhythm as you both lose yourself completely in each other, limiting your world only to the only one you ever wanted.

And you know that if he leaned in and connected your lips right now, you'd give up. You would forget everything, everything but him would be meaningless to you.

That is why you silently thank the saints when, at the moment when he begins to lean in to kiss you after centuries of longing for the comfort only your lips could give him, someone knocks at the door.

You pull away just in time as heartrender enters Aleksander's chambers after a short knock. The man stops, obviously shocked to see you in the general's chambers.

"What is it, Ivan?" Aleksander asks.

His voice is cool, subdued, you know it all too well. You've never heard him speak like that before. Like an imperious general who would not tolerate opposition or interference in his plans. And this Ivan's sudden intrusion obviously didn't suit him.

"It's... time to go, general. Our people are waiting."

"Good. I shall be right there in a minute."

"Of course, sir."

Ivan go out of the room, leaving you two alone again. Aleksander clears his throat.

"Ready to go?" he asks, turning to face you, the tone of his voice is... different. Warmer, more familiar, the gentle way he always turns to you, even when he's mad as hell.

"Yes. I have my favorite weapons and Fedyor made sure I packed a spare kefta. By the way, I don't need a nanny, Aleksander. Stop sending your heartrenders to watch over me."

"Would you prefer me to be in their place, then?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. You don't miss the sparkle of amusement in his eyes as he opens the door, letting you out first.

"Maybe... with your many general's duties, you wouldn't have time to keep an eye on me." you speak cunningly. Aleksander smiles genuinly.

He hadn't expected this morning to be so... peaceful and carefree. Things weren't always like this with you, and he feared he wouldn't count on it to happen especially now. But he was wrong... and strangely he could get used to it. As long as you were the only one to ruin his plans and expectations.

"That's why you would participate in them with me." he says teasingly which makes you roll your eyes.

"You know how to entertain a girl, General." you snort, slapping his arm with yours as you shove him lightly, speeding towards the exit of the Little Palace.

Aleksander frowns as he sees the black steel, shining in the sunlight, sticking out of your boot.

He speeds up, catching up with you again. Your kefta flapping behind you two as you walk at a brisk pace, ignoring Grishas' gazes at you.

"Well, it seems that I'm so memorable that the girl can't part with a memento of me. It's my dagger, isn't it, sunshine? The one I gave you ages ago."

"What? No. Do you think ordinary steel would last that long?" you ask, trying to mock him, but Aleksander knows better.

"Under the protection of good Durasts? Undoubtedly." he says confidently as he takes advantage of your moment of inattention and pulls out your dagger.

He turns it over in his hands, smiling when he realizes he's right. However, you quickly take the steel from his hands and put it back in your shoe.

"I... you know, even if it is the same dagger, it doesn't matter, because you are already more under my 'unmemorable spell' that you decide to take as your sign the one I made for you."

"What do you mean?"

"Please... the sun in the eclipse? It was my idea." you say, pointing to one of the banners on the walls of the Little Palace.

"Maybe yes, maybe not. It was centuries ago. Who would remember that? But you, sunshine, are so sentimental that you kept this dagger. And I tought you were too smart to be seduced by me."

"Do not flatter yourself. It's just a good weapon." you say, trying to brush him off, but that goofy smirk on his lips doesn't disappear even after you leave the palace walls and go into your stable clothes.

"Surely. Because it was mine."

"Be careful. Your ego is starting to get bigger than the fold."

The memory of the fold effectively destroys the playful atmosphere between you two.

And you kind of regret bringing it up on purpose as you watch him tense next to you and walk off without a word, to talk to his most trusted men.

You look away from him and tighten your hand on your grandmother's bracelet. You promised to stay away from him. Meanwhile, you were going to a war against Fjerdans with the man who was the reason why you lost everything what was precious in your life. The only family and shelter you had known.

Aleksander could be your soulmate, but your potential relationship wouldn't do any good.

At least that's what you were trying to tell yourself, watching out of the corner of your eye as the man who created the fold made sure all his soldiers were ready to leave and for the coming fight.

And in that moment, he seemed to you who he wanted you to believe. Protector of all Grishas. Their savior. Starless Saint...

You flinched, looking away from him as he climbed onto his horse. His dark coat over his kefta wrapped around him like shadows, and the deep blackness reminded you of the horrors of the fold.

No. He was just a Black Heretic. An unfeeling, power-hungry monster who has caused millions to suffer.

At least believing in it was an easier solution for you. Unlike him, you've always been looking for easiest way of solving problems... and you couldn't help, but wander maybe you were the selfish one after all?

The neighing of a horse break you out of your reverie. Aleksander rides up to you on his black horse and extends his hand in your direction, inviting (or rather commanding) you to ride with him.

"I can ride a horse by myself." you snort, crossing your arms.

"I didn't doubt." he says in a serious, cold tone, looking at you defiantly in the eyes. His hand is still open for you to take.

You look between his hand and his dark eyes. Behind you, you hear the murmur of other Grishas talking.

One stern look from Aleksander silences everyone. They begin to prepare to leave again, only a few have the courage to cast furtive glances your way.

"Please, Y/N." he whispers so only you can hear him. You know why he wants you to ride with him. The Fjerdans took more from you than both of you would like to admit. He was afraid of losing you… even though you were still an annoying brat to each other.

You roll your eyes and take his hand. You sit in front of him. His hands embrace you and hold you. Enough to respect your privacy and enough to make sure you don't fall. Always a gentleman. You take the horse's reins and, with his order, you all ride out of the palace.

Two weeks. That's how long you managed to stay out from any troubles. (Or rather, how long it took you to get to the Fjerdans border and settle into the camp.)

More than once you fought, you ran, you tried to survive, holding on to your dear life as the only precious thing you had.

But you've never been in a war before. You did not know the realities that awaited you. And Aleksander took great pains not to let you know them or stick your nose out of the camp.

Which annoyed you a lot. That's why you decided to sneak out for a walk when Aleksander was too busy to notice.

And that's how you ran into Drüskelle.

You weren't looking for trouble, really. And you would have made it safely past them and back to camp if they hadn't had other Grishas at the end of their blades.

Therefore, without thinking much, you summoned your light and attacked them.

You managed to free some of the Grishas. They quickly joined the fight against Drüskelle. Some of them (the most wounded) took advantage of the opportunity and ran towards the camp.

Blood was pouring around you. You could feel the familiar thrill of power as you unleashed your light. You rarely summoned them in large numbers, but since Aleksander announced your existence to the world, you've had to get used to it.

You couldn't hide anymore. The summoner of the sun had to go on the scene and save the world... even if you weren't ready for it or wanted to be a saint or a hero.

You got so lost in thought that you separated yourself from the group of fighting Grishas. You were alone with a few Drüskelles in an empty field. You decided to summon a huge ball of light and blind them all, burning out more than their eyes in the process.

Before you could do it, one of them approached you from behind. You stabbed him in the chest with a sword, but another approached you and handcuffed your hands, preventing you from summoning.

He kicked you to the ground and stood over you, sword in hand, ready to kill you.

But suddenly he froze. Blood gushed out of him, falling partly onto you as his lifeless body fell to the ground, cuted in half. Black, shadow-tainted blood oozed from his wounds.

You looked up to see Aleksander. He comes to you worried. He breathes a sigh of relief when he sees that you're fine.

"Still don't need my help?" he asks, extending his hand to help you up. "I should tie you to me."

You huff furiously as you stand up by yourself. More annoyed that he was the one who helped you than that he killed Drüskelle. You shake off your blue kefta and look around the clearing and the halved bodies.

"We could have questioned them first." you say mad. He sighs as he looks at you. You see a flicker of tiredness before he puts his mask back on.

"Is there anyone other than you who does things right in your eyes?" he asks, rummaging through the pockets of the dead Fjerdans and pulling out the key to the handcuffs.

"A lot of people. Of course not you." you say as you walk up to him and lift your handcuffed hands.

"Maybe I should have left you in those handcuffs then." he turns and walks away from you towards the camp.

"Aleksander!" you shout after him, not caring if anyone hears you, and run to catch up with him. Aleksander looks at you reprovingly and sighs, shaking his head.

The moment you are about to grab his hand, you stumble. And if it weren't for the man's quick reflexes, you'd have landed on the ground.

Aleksander catches you and helps you stand up again. Out of the corner of your eye, you see the sleeve of his kefta slip down, revealing the tattoo of your name on his wrist. You stare at it for a moment, somehow captivated by the black writing that resembles your handwriting.

You've only seen his name on your wrist twice in your life. You always made sure you had a bracelet from your grandma which hid it. And now, seeing Aleksander just wearing a tattoo of your name like it was the most ordinary and normal thing to do, makes you feel kind of guilty.

Especially after he glances disappointedly at your bracelet wrist and pulls away from you, covering his soulmate sign with his sleeve.

He clears his throat and tosses you the key. You catch it and look at him carefully.

"In five minutes at the camp. If you don't come back, I'll bind you to my heartenders." he speaks coldly, and even though you can't see his eyes and his tone remains neutral, you know he's hurt. You know that you hurt him. And you don't feel good about it at all.

"As you wish, general." you reply in an equally unemotional tone, and somehow the fact that you named him by his title creates an even greater gulf between you.

He walks away, his black cloak billowing behind him as he leaves you alone in a clearing full of corpses.

You've done it to him hundreds of times. And yet the taste of your own medicine is more bitter than you thought. And you can't help but wonder if it was killing him as much as it was killing you right now.

You came back to camp in a bad mood. Whispers about how Sankta Y/N saved Grishas from the Drüskelles group didn't make you feel any better.

You tried to spot Aleksander's black kefta in the crowd of people. You needed to talk and work things out between you two if you were going to work together to win this war against the Fjerdans.

It's not that you didn't like it when he spoke to you coldly and act distantly towards you. It didn't bother you at all. Not even a little bit...

You return to the camp and as you go deeper, into the zone where the highest rank soldiers are, you feel the atmosphere change to... more tense.

Finally, you see Aleksander. He's talking to Ivan, his expression is... stoic. He wears his mask again, hiding his emotions when Ivan gives him some information.

You approach them and manage to overhear what Ivan is saying. You freeze, standing right behind Aleksander. The king sent soldiers of the second army to the front, where the Fjerdans forces were at their greatest.

The king sent them to slaughter… certain death. You both knew it. Aleksander nodded to Ivan and walked briskly towards his tent, not wanting to hear any more about Grishas' losses in his army.

You sigh, shifting your gaze to the heartrender. "How many?"

"Hundred. More or less." you nod, whispering a silent thank you. The guilt begins to build up inside you.

You were the summoner of the sun. One of the most powerful Grisha… and you still couldn't protect your people. You spent hundreds of years in hiding, developing your obsession with destroying the fold that you failed to see another, more sinister problem in the heart and borders of Ravka.

You let your personal grudge overshadow everything else. And on your way to Aleksander's tent you couldn't help but wonder… was the fold really the problem?

You hesitantly enter Aleksander's tent and pull down the tent's curtain behind you. As you'd expect, his shadows roam the room as he darts around the room looking for some papers.

"What? Are you going to give me another lecture about my incompetence? Or remind me that I'm a monster?" he asks, not hiding his anger as he hears your footsteps inside his tent.

"That's… wasn't exactly my intentions…"

"So say what you want and get out of my sight." he growls in frustration as he flips through the various plans, sheets, notes, and maps on his small desk. Other papers and books lay scattered around the tent, cluttering it.

"I have… some idea how to solve this problem."

"What? Will you make a big ball of light that everyone will be scared of?" he asks sarcastically, mocking you as he reaches for his glass of whiskey.

"Aleksander..." you sigh, hurt, and try to put your hand on his shoulder in comfort, but he pulls away from you as if your touch burns him.

"No, Y/N! You have no idea what's going on here. You've been hiding for hundreds of years from the eyes of others and you didn't care about the fate of the Grishas! Leave me alone and let me take care of my people."

"There are my people too! I want what's best for them too!" you argue with him, furious that he treats you this way. None of this was your fault...or so you thought.

"For how long? How long will it be before you leave them when they need you the most?!" you frown, understanding the slight allusion and hint of resentment in his voice.

"Are you really doing this about us? You're pathetic." you say and turn on your heel to go to your part of the tent, don't want to talk with him anymore today.

"Says a woman who can't defend herself and runs away from everything." he taunts, sipping alcohol from a glass as he watches you avoiding confrontation.

"I can take care of myself!" you scream in fury, walking up to him in three big strides to stand in front of him and prove him wrong.

"Somehow you always end up saved by me! And you always treat me worse than the dirt under your shoes."

"Because you are my curse. The reason I fell, the reason I lost everything! I hate you! I hate you for being the Black Heretic! I hate you for creating the fold! I hate that your damn name is on my wrist!" you scream, pounding his chest with every sentence you say. He grabs your wrists and digs his fingers hard in the place where his name should be on your wrist.

"Oh, believe me, it bothers you less than me. For hundreds of years I have been forced to suffer because of your immaturity and indecisiveness." he growls furiously in your face as you both send a hostile stares at each other.

"My immaturity? My indecisiveness?"

"I wasn't the one of us who denied having a soulmate for hundreds of years. If anyone of us is pathetic here, it is you, sunshine."

"Me? Denying you? Look now."

You speak and step across the space between you. You pull him to you by the heel of his black kefta and kiss him passionately, aggressively, putting all your anger and desire for him into the kiss.

You are to pull away from him and sneer at how he is charmed by your lips when he suddenly pushes you against the desk. Your hips hit the wood as Aleksander presses his body against yours, kissing you greedily as his hands cup your cheeks - making sure you won't leave until he's taken what he wants and needs, what he's so desperately longed for over the centuries.

You answer him with equal passion, tugging on his hair at the base of his neck as you pull him as close to you as possible.

Nothing else in this world matters to you now. Volcra and Drüskelle could invade that tent and you and Aleksander would still be kissing, perhaps just sending your light and shadows against them to keep them out of your way when you finally get what you want.

The desk digs into your hips uncomfortably, but you'd be damned to move away from him now as he continues to kiss you and trails one hand up your body and begins to slowly lift the fabric of your kefta up.

You moan into his lips as his fingertips meet the skin of your waist, amplifying your powers. You can swear that for a moment the rays of the sun flow from your fingers.

Then you pull away from each other. You both breathe heavily, looking at each other as you try to process what just happened between you two.

"Aleksander Morozova… I hate you." you gasp, leaning against his desk as you try to catch a breath. You hate him... for always making you want him more.

"I know." he just whisper, looking at you. You can't read the expression on his face, and his dark eyes take you in completely.

You clear your throat and take a step forward to avoid him and exit the tent, but he blocks your way.

He tentatively raises his hand and places it tenderly on your cheek. You automatically lean into his touch. His eyes move from yours to your mouth. He licks his lips and stares at you silently, thinking of his next move as you stare at him in anticipation.

"What are you doing?" you whisper, your voice barely audible, as if you are afraid that at any moment you will break this moment between you and he will pull away from you when the warmth of his touch is all you want to feel right now.

He doesn't answer you. Instead, he leans forward and gives you enough time and space to move away from him. But you don't. That's why he digs himself greedily into your lips again.

He pushes you back onto the desk, this time you sit on it and wrap your legs around his waist, needing him to be as close to you as possible.

"We should stop." he mumbles, pulling away from your lips and resting his forehead against yours. His eyes are closed as if he's trying to pull himself together to pull away from you.

"We should." you agree, but lean in to kiss him again. He doesn't protest, he wraps his arms around you, pinning you to the desk.

"I have people to safe." he whispers, moving his kisses to your jaw and neck. You shiver at the feel of his warm breath and soft lips against your cold skin.

"We have." you correct him and slowly undo his kefta.

"I shouldn't want you."

"Neither should I." you agree with him, sliding the black material of his kefta off his shoulders. Aleksander picks you up from the desk and kisses you passionately, carrying you to the bed. In the meantime, you're working on undoing his shirt.

The feel of your fingers on his bare chest sobered him up. He hovers over you, watching you intently as he engages in an internal battle with what he wants to do and what he should do.

"Y/N." he whispers, his eyes locked on yours as you play with his hair.

"Aleksander." he sighs, resting his forehead against yours as you stroke his cheek.

His beard tickles you slightly, but you don't mind. In fact, you think he's much better with it... handsomer. Aleksander closes his eyes, rubbing his nose against yours.

"Say you didn't want this. Say that you hate me. That you despise me, that you loathe me. That you wish I died in the fold centuries ago." he says, cupping your cheek tenderly with his hand and opening his eyes, waiting for your response.

"You know I can't... you are everything... everything I have left." you admit. And apparently that's all Aleksander needs to dive into you and take your lips again in a passionate kiss.

You moan into his mouth as he starts ripping off your navy kefta and throwing it behind him. You have the feeling that after this night you will only be able to wear the black one he gave you earlier. But somehow you don't mind anymore.

And you think... that maybe you could be his soulmate for a while... or at least for this one night... to feel his electric touch once again.