Muzan Kibutsuji Being Whipped For His Wife + Upper Moons Reactions - Headcannons:

Ok does anyone else constantly hear that “A girl and a guy can’t just be friends one of them is going to catch feelings at some point.” Because I hear it all the time and that can’t possibly be true because that would mean that every single one of my guy friends has had a crush on me. Because I can tell you I did not have a crush on them, I’ve never had a crush on anyone I’m aroace

He was chuckling a bit. Like a few chuckles here and there. I would say it was a good interaction between the two.

I just had a dream of my mutual's Oc Chernobyl and my old Sonic Forces character interacting with each other. It was just mostly my Character showing Chernobyl those UIA cat singing videos.

@slimyalienfreak

Facts :3 (Get off my blog if you support/defend Dream..)

Im sorry you can call me obsessed or whatever for not shutting up about dream but jesus christ he is DISGUSTING.

Moaning over a SIXTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL.

COMMENTING ON HER BOOBS.

SAYING YOU WANT TO “FILL HER UP”?

He was TWENTY. She was SIXTEEN.

DREAM IS A FUCKING FREAK.

I feel so, so fucking horrible for this girl and any other victims of dream, and any victim of grooming / child predators in general.

Dream is absolutely fucking disgusting and so are you if you defend him.

I truly do not understand how anybody can support or defend him anymore.

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Compiled some basic information I know about drawing fat characters for beginners since I've been seeing more talk about absence of really basic traits in a lot of art lately.

Morpho Fat and Skin Folds on Archive.org (for free!)

⊹₊⟡⋆ V1DE0 GAM3 L0V3R, W3 SH0ULD F*CK EACH 0THER!! ⋆˚꩜｡

٠࣪⭑— SYNOPSIS Writers block is a bitch, how are you supposed to write Zayne smut at this rate? How does Zayne fuck, is he rough or gentle? All these questions go unanswered, if only you could experience it yourself, then maybe you could finally write something (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

٠࣪⭑— GENRE smut, porn with plot or porn without plot ٠࣪⭑— PAIRING Zayne x chubby reader (has chubby reader in mind, anyone can read tho!)

٠࣪⭑— WARNING fem!reader, pwp, sexual content, grammar error, not proofreader, reverse isekai, NO spoilers, a bit of somnophilia, reader writes smut, masterbation, fingering, clit stim, pet names, marking, a lil body worship, oral (fem), mating press, breeding .. if this fic feels rushed and lazy just know it is

A/N I swear, this fic isn’t a projection of my own writer's block, IT’S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE..😭😱pls, toss more random requests for lads, I need to hear what ya’ll want, plus I need to do a 3k special!<3

It’s already been about 4 hours since you opened a new draft in your google documents, yet all you had done was a stupid title! Where did all your inspiration and motivation go? It’s like all your inspiration, or the little you had to begin with, was just blown away like dust.

You’re starting to get frustrated by each second you linger and stare at your empty draft. Seriously, how do other bloggers post twice per day?! You're over here struggling on just one! Fuck writer’s block, it can go fuck itself!

This is literally hell for you! Just yesterday, when you were playing love and deepspace in the middle of the night, you came up with the best idea! The most toe curling, pussy squirting, eyes rolling prompt for your next Zayne fanfic. 

I mean, who wouldn’t want to read Zayne getting handsy in the shower? Except, all your motivation from last night was just gone. Listening to music that gave off heavy Zayne vibes wasn’t helping, neither was reading Zayne fanfics for hours. 

And they were so well written too, your poor pussy dripping wet. Your clit is still aching, swollen and begging for attention. Worse case scenario, you could just act like you don’t remember planning a Zayne fanfic.

Plus, you doubt you’ll be able to write anything at this rate. It’s already midnight too, you should just call it a night. Once again, you open your google documents app. 

You blankly stare at your unwritten, empty draft. Nothing, absolutely nothing was written on the draft. Well, you are being a little bit over dramatic. You were able to write the plot, but for some reason, you just aren’t able to write Zayne himself.

How would he fuck? Is he rough and mean, pounding his fat cock in and out until you’re a mess? Or is he gentle and caring, lavishing your body in utter care? 

Does he dirty talk so nasty that your pussy would be drenched? How big is his dick? Does his cock curve to the side to rub against your g-spot, or is his cock impressively straight that he bangs against your cervix with every thrust.

So many questions, yet all have no answer! If only you could get a chance to experience it yourself, I’d be much easier!

“Fuck me..” you groan out, your brows knitting downwards in frustration. 

“Why can’t I write anything? Stupid writers block” you huff, glaring at your phone. 

You glare at your phone for a bit longer, a part of you hoping that it would just write itself. One, two, three seconds pass by. Nothing, nothing happened.

What were you expecting? You grind your thighs together, the fat gliding easily against each other. Perhaps reading all those fanfics was a horrible move. Your pussy flutters around nothing, clit buzzing and throbbing. 

You are drenched. You nibble on your bottom lip, teeth sinking into the flesh. You trail your hands down your body, gliding down your chest, belly, to your abdomen. 

You push past your panties, sliding two fingers through your pussy lips. 

You were right, you are drenched. 

The obscure squelching sound is loud, setting heat to your face.

You let out a shaky sigh, rolling circles on the hood of your clit. You load up one of your favorite games, love and deepspace. Perhaps if you spend some time on this game you’ll feel more enthusiastic to write. 

Hearing Zayne’s deep voice would definitely help you out! It’s definitely not going to make you feel more arousal than you already were. You can’t help the sudden giddy feeling washing over you at the thought of hearing Zayne’s deep voice, you’re so close to start kicking your feet like a love sick teen!

You can feel the heat pool to your belly, sending a delicious shiver through your body. You rub tighter circles onto your clit, eliciting a whimper from yourself. Your back arches off the bed, your pussy fluttering around nothing, desperate to be filled up. 

You drag your fingers through your slit, your fingertips judging against your gummy entrance. You gasp quietly, your fingers slipping inside your inviting pussy. The pleasure is dim, it’s not enough for you. 

You need more. Through your daze of pleasure and bliss, you glance back at your phone. Unfortunately, there seemed to be an update happening, you’d have to wait tomorrow to play.

 A slick pop, your fingers popping out of your cunny. “Hm- what? They are having another update?” You mumble under your breath, a hint of confusion and disappointment in your voice. 

Didn’t they just have an update two days ago? You huff, wiping your arousal soaked fingers onto your panties. Iridescent tears of bitterness and dejection prickles in your eyes, blurring your vision. 

You shove your phone under your pillow angrily, tossing a blanket over your heated body. You squeeze your thighs together, ignoring the constant throb from your cunt. Your eyes slowly flutter shut, your body going lip. 

A peaceful expression is plastered on your face, your body melting into the soft bed below. Your room is silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Minus your soft breathing and the occasional sounds from outside your window. 

There was still a soft glow coming from beneath your pillow, you must have forgotten to turn off your phone. You’re fast asleep to recognize this. “Honey” a raspy voice whispers into your voice, hot breath fanning onto your skin.

It goes quiet again, nothing happening. “Time to wake up, honey” the voice mutters, a curious finger poking at your body. 

They hum, you’re still asleep. You look endearing like this, lips slightly parted, quiet breaths escaping you, a peaceful expression on your face. Unfortunately, they’d have to interrupt your beauty sleep. 

Gentle, warm, soft lips brush against the skin of your neck, hesitant. Another tender kiss is pressed onto your skin, this time more comfortable and confident. A delicious shiver through your body, your fingers bunching up the soft fabric for the blanket in your hands. 

Another kiss is placed onto your shoulders, lingering there as if they were observing if you’d finally wake up. Another hot kiss further up your neck, your body squirming lightly. Another caring kiss, eliciting a quiet moan from you. 

Goosebumps prickle onto your skin, their touch sending heat through your body. They place a wet kiss onto the middle of your neck, your sweet spot, gaining a soft whimper from a very much asleep you. You let out a pant, your face scrunches up, brows knitting, eyes squeezing tighter, clinging desperately onto the little sleep you’ve got.

“Hng..” you gasp softly, your eyes fluttering open tiredly. 

Your mind feels foggy, heavy, yet so empty and light. Your voice is tired and scratchy, you did just wake up from a nap just a second ago. They bury their head into your neck, nose pressed against your heated skin. 

The tip of their nose presses against your pulse point, your eyes shooting open. “Hng..what the-“ you moan quietly, resting your hands onto their shoulders. 

You can feel them tense under your gentle touch, a muffle groan escaping them. Their lips graze against your hot neck, further up to your ear. “Honey, you are quite naught for writing such..” he pauses.

“..fascinating things about me” he mutters, his deep, raspy voice sending a delicious wave of heat through your body. 

Oh, oh no. Oh, you definitely recognize that voice, Zayne. Your face flushed a mixture of pink-ish red, your nails digging into the expensive fabric of his shirt. He read your fanfics about him.

 He fucking read your porn fanfics of him. You could die of embarrassment, actually, that seems like a better option than this. “Z-Zayne?” You stutter, gulping loudly. 

You gasp, moaning when he sucks at your neck. His teeth scratches at your skin, eliciting a shiver from you. He bites gently, being careful to not bite down too harshly but also ensuring that he’ll leave a mark. 

“It’s a shame you didn’t finish this one yet..” Zayne mutters, pressing another hot kiss to your neck. 

Finish? You’ve been struggling for hours on just one scene! Zayne pulls away your neck, gently tracing the tiny marks he left behind, smearing his salvia further onto your skin. “Fuck you, must you be so complexed?” You scoff. 

You ignore the way more heat pools to the belly. The eyes he has, though he tries to hide his emotions, you can see the hint of amusement in them. Does he find your struggles funny? 

“Do you need a demonstration, honey?” He asks, his lips curving up slightly into a smirk. 

Demonstrate? Demonstrate what? Does he mean.. no, it can’t possibly be that. “Demonstrate?” You repeat dumbly, tilting your head to the side. 

“You want to know how I would fuck, right sweetie?” Zayne asks, gently caressing your cheek. 

His hand feels so warm, and surprisingly gentle. For a man who is quite large, shows barely any emotion or care to others, he sure is careful and gentle.

It’s actually very heartwarming. That same giddy feeling bubbles up in you, you’re desperately trying to stop yourself from pouncing onto Zayne. So Zayne is a gentle man! 

Hopefully you’ll remember that. “Would you like that, hon?” He asks softly, leaning closer to your face. 

A large hand rests beside your head, keeping you pinned with nowhere to go. Your face suddenly feels uncomfortably hot. You feel so dizzy, hot, and weak.

You may faint, does Zayne know the effect he has on you? You glance away from his intense gaze, scared of embarrassing yourself further. Those gorgeous, yet terrifying, eyes follow your gaze. 

Zayne hums, his fingers gliding against your hot skin, gently cupping your chin. He drags your gaze back to him, a sense of authority in his eyes. “Look at me, honey. Let me see you” Zayne says, his eyes searching for eye contact. 

When you finally meet his eyes, you swear, his gaze softens up. He lets go of your chin, his touch still lingering. “Please..” you mumble. 

“You can do better than that, especially with what you write” he teases, genuinely smiling when you scoff. 

“Zayne, if you don’t fuck me right now, I swear-“ you sigh, interrupted by his lips being pressed against yours. 

You melt into the kiss, your hands wrapping around his back. Zayne takes his time, seemingly in no rush unlike you. He traces your bottom lip, warm tongue rubbing against the curve of your lower lip. 

You eagerly allow him access, moaning in approval at the taste of him melting onto your tongue. You keep a hand on his back, the other trailing up his neck, to his hair. Zayne groans, his tongue rolling around with yours. 

He’s a good kisser, making you feel lightheaded, and still gentle. Noted! He teasingly nibbles at your lower lip, summoning a gasp from you. “Zayne..” you moan, your hand on his hair gently rubbing at his lip. 

He catches your hand, nibbling at your skin. He presses a quick peck to your wrist. Zayne trails his hands down to your blouse, easily and expertly taking off your top. 

Zayne cups your left tits, fondling and groping the mound. You whine, your back arching from your bed, pushing your chest into his hands. “So responsive..” Zayne mumbles to himself, his thumb grazing your nipples.

“Or maybe.. you’re just good at what you’re doing” you gasp, licking your lips. 

He presses a tender kiss to the valley between your breasts, trailing to your right breast. “Is that so?” He hums, rubbing his tongue against your chest. 

He sucks your nipple into his mouth, tongue rolling and rubbing the bud like a little toy. You grip his hair gently, ogling at him. Zayne is concentrated, eyes closed shut, brows furrowed. 

A wet pop as Zayne lets go of your nipple, the poor stiffen bud soaked with his salvia. He glides his tongue against your skin, leaving a thin layer of salvia behind. You whine, pouting softly. 

He sucks your left nipple into his mouth, repeating the same process. Flicking and rolling his tongue until the bud stiffens in his mouth, sickly harshly before letting your nipple go with a slick pop. You let go of his hair, tugging at his shirt. 

“Want me to take it off?” Zayne asks. 

You nod your head. 

“You’re going to have to be patient, honey” he mumbles, chuckling when you scoff and let out a quiet protest. 

He grabs at the edge of your shorts, tugging them off your body. You’re in only your panties, that are still soaked with your arousal. You squish your thighs together, grinding them together. 

Zayne grabs at your thighs, peeling them apart. You allow him to tug open your thighs, glancing away when you catch a sight of your thigh shining from your juices that suck to the fat. You don’t even think you’ve been so wet like that before. 

He grabs at your thighs, fingers sinking into the fat. Zayne leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to the fat. “You’re staring, honey” Zayne calls out, his eyes staring intensely at your soaked panties.

“Could you blame me..?” You ask. 

You gasp quietly, his fingers pressing into your swollen clit. You’re still sensitive from earlier, when you were rubbing your clit. Zayne tugs of your panties, tossing it aside. 

He pushes your thighs apart, staring breathlessly at your glistening cunny. He’s staring so intensely, you feel exposed and self-conscious. He leans closed, his breath fanning onto your pussy lips. 

Zayne licks a hot stripe through your folds, holding you tighter when you tense up. From your gummy entrance to your swollen clit, your juices melting onto his tongue. He gently sucks your clit into his hot mouth, paying attention to your reactions.

He presses a kiss to the hood of your clit, sucking the engorged flesh into his hungry mouth. Zayne sucks, eliciting a mewl from you. You buck your hips, pushing your cunny closer to Zayne. 

His tongue rubs and massages your clit, making your legs feel weak. He’s drawing every little sound from you; moans, gasps, purrs, shaky pangs, and yelps. A slick pop, Zayne sliding his tongue through your folds. 

His tongue pokes at your gummy entrance, begging to push inside. And he does. Zayne’s tongue easily slips inside your cunny with no resistance, your walls stretching around him. 

You wail loudly, arching your back for the bed. He plunges his tongue in out of your soaking wet, your walls fluttering around his tongue. Your scent and flavor is everywhere, Zayne feels like he’s in a paradise. 

His nose is pressed against your aching clit, drawing gasps and moans from you. His tongue slips out of your cunny, earning a whine as a protest from you. “Shh, honey. I got you, just relax” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your clit. 

Two thick fingers poke at your gummy entrance, slowly slipping into your pussy. His thick fingers sinks further into your cunny, until his other fingers nudged at your pretty clit. You squeal, tightly grabbing at your pillow as leverage. 

Zayne curls his finger expertly, somehow knowing exactly where your g-spot was. He slowly slides his fingers in and out of your gushy pussy, his thumb finding your clit. He rubs at the numb, eliciting a choked moan from you. 

Zayne gently finger fucks you, your walls eagerly sucking him. His other hand pushes your thighs wider, fingers digging into the fat. “Z-Zayne..” you gasp, glancing down at your body. 

“Yes, honey.. let out those gorgeous moans” Zayne sighs, kissing your belly. 

His thumb leaves your swollen clit, earning himself a soft whine and protest. He hushes you by sealing his lips around your clit, his eyes fluttering shut. Your chest rises and falls quickly, your breath unstable from the mind numbing  pleasure. 

“Ooh~ Zayne..” you purr, your hands reaching to tug at his hair. 

He catches your hand, interlocking your hands together. Zayne squeezes your hand gently, a reassuring touch that screams let for me, I got you. You feel abnormally warm and sweaty, that delicious heat in your belly begging to burst. 

“Z-Zayne.. you’re gonna..make me-“ you drool, whimpering when his fingers slips out of your needy pussy.

You glance down at your body again, tiny tears prickling in your eyes. You let out and lay breath, your pussy fluttering around nothing. “W-why did you stop?” You ask.

“I was so close to cumming..” you pout, voice shaking slightly. 

“Don’t act so disappointed, honey” he hums, pulling away from your throbbing pussy. 

Zayne tugs off his shirt, muscles flexing with his movement. You attempt not to ogle at him, you really do! But, fuck, he’s just so sexy and handsome. 

You would not be surprised if there was drool seeping from the corner of your lips. Zayne tugs off the rest of his clothes, his cock straining against his boxers. There is a stain, his precum smeared onto the fabric of his boxers. 

Oh, he’s turned on just like you. And just from eating you out. His cock swells up, jolting against its restraints. 

He’s big, his cock resting on his meaty thighs, you can already mark the shape of his bulbous tip. Zayne watch’s you silently, slowly tugging off his boxers, teasing you. You get the perfect view of his v-line, oh, you feel like you’re about to pass out. 

Every three seconds, Zayne would tug another inch down, further exposing his v-line. “Stop teasing me..” you mumble, sending him a pathetic glare. 

“Apologies, honey..I can’t help but want to tease you, just for a little bit” Zayne smiles gently. 

Oh, so he has a teasing side. He finally tugs off his boxers, tossing it away carelessly. Holy shit. 

His cock is big, thick, the type of dick to split you apart. He’s got large veins running across from his base to his tip. His bulbous tip is swollen, angry red, precum dripping out. 

His cock is somehow perfectly straight, twitching and jolting in the air. Zayne pushes your knees to your chest, not noticing how deep in thought you are right now. He rests his cock against your belly, silently staring. 

Is he measuring how deep his cock is going to hit? Oh you are wet. His precum smears onto your skin, creamy droplets sticking onto the fat of your belly. He glides his cock against your belly, until his tip was pressed up against your engorged clit. 

Both of Zayne’s hand grabs at your thighs, keeping them pressed close to your chest. There was a pleasurable sting that runs through your body, sending heat to your cunny. His cock slides through your folds, catching your clit with every push of Zayne’s hip. 

You gasp, jaw going slack. His bulbous tip aligns with your fluttering hole, precum staining your flesh. He pushes inside your gummy entrance, groaning at how tight you were. 

You feel like you’re being split apart, your walls accommodating his thick cock. Your eyes rolls back, toes curling up, and a loud moan escaping you. Zayne watches your face closely, searching for any discomfort. 

He keeps slowly digging his cock into your pussy, his shaft rubbing against your gooey walls. “Hng- oh fuck!” You squeal, glancing down your body, staring at where you and 

Zayne met. 

Inch by inch, his length plunging inside your poor pussy. He places his knees onto the bed, folding you into mating press. He keeps sliding into your cunny until his thighs are squished against your ass. 

His cock is buried deep in your walls, snug and warm. “You feel -Hng.. wonderful, honey” he pants, his brows knitting when you clench around him. 

You nibble at your bottom lip, stifling your moan as Zayne slowly pulls out of your cunny, only to stuff it back to the hilt. “Oh god- Zayne” you drool, your cheeks flushed pink-ish red. 

His cock slides in and out of your pussy, your walls attempting to suck him back inside. Zayne rests his hand beside your body, the other lifting to his lips. He rolls his tongue around his thumb, trailing to find your swollen clit. 

He rubs your nub, groaning when you clamp around him tightly. You’re tight, your pussy attempting to milk him dry. You’re already so sensitive from eating you out, knowing exactly where to like and poke at. 

“Hng! Hah.. y-you’re staring!” you say between moans, repeating what he said to you earlier. 

“Can you blame me?” Zayne asks, slamming his hips forward. 

You let out a choked moan, that heat in your belly getting hotter. “You look so gorgeous like this.. so beautiful and perfect” he praises, his face scrunching up in pleasure. 

He’s such a sweet talker, you love it. Your body quakes, your orgasm dangling over your head. “Z-Zayne.. please, ooh~” you wail, glancing down at your body. 

His cock is drenched in your slick, your arousal sticking on his v-line. You can feel him twitch and throb inside you, each movement nudging against your g-spot. With each thrust, his bulbous tip bangs against your cervix. 

“Cum for me, hon” Zayne encourages, a gentle smile on his face. 

His eyes are fogged up, a mixture of adornment and lust. You let out a loud moan, creaming around his cock. His shaft is covered in your creamy cum, rolling down his balls. 

You’re so tight, Zayne is already so horny from eating you out. His thrusts get sloppy, less coordinated, more desperate. “W-where.. shit, do you want me..?” He says between groans and pants.

“Inside” you drool, tensing when he rolls your clit in circles.

“Are y-you.. oh god~ sure?” Zayne asks, grinding his teeth together.

“Mmh” you moan, nodding your head eagerly and dumbly. 

He leans down, pressing his lips against yours. You moan in surprised, eagerly returning the kiss. His cock twitches inside you, his balls pulsing with need. Zayne buries his cock to the hilt of your cunny, tip pressed against your cervix. 

One, two seconds. Hot cum shoots deep inside your cunny, so sticky, warm, and thick. Your eyes roll back, more drool dripping from your lips. 

Zayne peppers tender kisses to your cheek, letting out shaky breathless groans. “Hng..was that good?” He asks, sweat dripping from his forehead. 

“Or should I demonstrate it again?” Zayne jokes, earning a playful scoff from you. 

“I-it was.. perfect. I t-think I may need a.. refresher though” you say between heavy breathes.

“I forget everything..” you giggle tiredly, cupping his cheek. 

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Sonic.Exe x Chubby GF [Headcanons]

[For clarification the Sonic.Exe I’m going to be using is X from Sonic Legacy aka Friday Night Funkin: Rodent Rap] {So if you don’t like FNF you can politely leave and click not interested}

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★ Okay, so first off how did you manage to get this guy to not kill you let alone date you??

★ Despite the differences in body structures and personalities plus the fact he's an anthropomorphic hedgehog and you're a human is very surprising..

★ Also surprisingly he doesn’t really mind the difference between you and him, in fact he actually likes it. He’s always been interested in humans whether it be for horrific or non-horrific reasons.

★ Like in my previous post since he really ain’t that tall. When he’s trying to be intimidating it is not really that scary to you since you’ve gotten used to him and his presence. He’ll catch you off guard sometimes since he’s sonic [But not really] so of course he’s just as fast as him.

★ But he can say some disturbing ass shit that will frighten or startle you but if he feels like he’s gone too far he will apologize to you but don’t expect him to do that for anyone else. Since you're close to him only you get that privilege.

★ But also because of your closeness to him he will sometimes want you to inflate his ego. If you do participate in boosting his ego [That’s probably bigger than Jupiter /j] expect him to get very cocky and rant about his accomplishments but don’t worry he’ll give you a break if it gets “too awesome to handle.”

★ But if you don’t he’ll roll his eyes and say that you're missing out on a ton of great stories and achievements he’s done.

★ This guy is obsessed with you and your body. He is aware that humans have different personalities, body types and features. Though he’s never encountered a human that had the nerve to challenge him but was also acutely aware of their disadvantages. This intrigued him quite a bit.

★ Plus the way you carried yourself, the way your outfit made you look very attractive but very modest at the same time. The way your hair framed your soft features in such a delicate way. He knew he was hooked whether that was a good or bad thing he didn’t know and he also didn’t really care.

★ If you have any Sonic merch, be on high alert because he’s the number one Sonic fan. [He told me himself /j] He might borrow your Sonic stuff but don’t worry he gives it back to you in the condition it was found in.

★ Does anyone know the “I wonder what I taste like” meme. Yeah, that’s you and him. You would be asking the question obviously and X would have one of two thoughts in his head. The first one would be him biting your chubby tummy or thighs and the second one would just be a normal make out session.

★ Since you’re a bit thicker than a lot of his other victims I can see him using you a personal heater if he gets too cold. He also likes biting and leaving marks on you mostly on your thighs and your sides but if he feels threatened by another person he’ll bite the crook of your neck but if he bites you too hard or if you have skin issues he’ll find some other way to make others back off and let them know that you belong to him.

★ He also likes the feel of skin. It's so soft and squishy. The way your plush stomach looks as soft as a cloud, the way your cheeks puff up with food while you're eating, or the way your thighs expand when you sit down. If he sees you sit down he will legit go up to you and say this. “Damn your thighs be looking kinda grabable.” in a playful/teasing way.

★ If you ever feel insecure about yourself. He might not be the best to confide in because once again he’s known for torturing and killing humans not comforting them but he’ll try his best to help you. Whether it be by listening or physical touch. Maybe he’ll sing or hum some Sonic themes from some of the games he’s seen you play.

★ I feel like he goes into his normal sonic form to trick you. It definitely worked a few times in the past but since you’ve gotten to know him you can see past his tricks. Now it only kinda works if you’ve just woken up and haven’t fully gotten out of the sleepy/tired phase or if you're having an off day.

“Hun.. what are you doing?” You ask X while looking down at him. “What does it look like I’m doing?” He asked as his face deadpanned. A small snicker escapes your lips. “It looks like you're pinning my stomach?” You replied in a teasing tone. X frowns at you while his eyes narrow slightly. “You know.. your stomach do be looking kinda biteable.” X said as he smiled which showed off his sharp yellow teeth. “Okay, Okay.. I’m sorry.” You said in a hurried voice as he laughed.

★ All in All I still think this relationship is sweet in an opposite attract kind of way.

pov: AM and Reader arrive to their shared apartment after getting isekai’ed to a modern au of their universe. thankfully the apartment had two rooms.

reader: sooo… which room do you want?

am, who hasn’t let go of your arm since he realized he had sense of touch: your room.

you blink twice before sweating nervously: i don’t understand…

am, looking at you like an angry cat: i want to sleep in the same room as you, idiot.

reader: i-it’s a bit too early for that don’t you think?

am with an unamused expression: i’ve kept you alive for three centuries and i’ve been inside your mind countless times, sweetheart. we already know so much about each other. so don’t use the early excuse on me.

you are making confused noises while am is dragging you to the room with the largest bed and pushes you onto the mattress before straddling your waist and slamming his arms beside your head: hold on a second—

am silences you with kiss: shut up.

am lowers his body to lay his head on your belly, intensely listening to the sounds of your organs doing their work: you know what to do.

you runs your fingers through AM’s fully developed scalp. AM immediately purrs in delight as he just lays on top of you pleased. you had to steady your breathes and cool your hot flustered face (as well as trying to ignore how hot that was)

thank goodness AM couldn’t read your mind anymore.