One of the rare occasions in which my self insert/the reader is an animal instead of a human.
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"You've been grinding your novel like I grind rails," Sonic said as your fingers rapidly tapped your keyboard. He set a chili dog on a plate on your desk.
Your word count stopped. "I need to get this done. It's due in three days and I still have to edit and revise the damn thing."
He sat on a clear spot on your desk beside your laptop. "How far are you?"
"The final chapter," you said. "I'm spending all day tomorrow editing."
"Promise me you won't start editing until tomorrow," he said. "I know you."
"I can't promise that. I might get a head start tonight," you countered.
"(Y/N). You've been writing literally for twelve hours. After you finish that last chapter, leave the editing for tomorrow," he said. "Seriously. You need a huge break after today."
You took a bite of the chili dog and continued writing. "I'm fine," you said, your mouth partially full.
"(N/N)," he said.
"What? I'm fine," you insisted.
"It's been twelve hours. How are you not exhausted or bored at the least? I would have been bored two hours in," he replied.
"I have no choice, that's how," you said. "I'm almost done. Go."
He slid off your desk. "Eat more first."
Your typing stopped again. You ate a few more bites of your dinner. "Happy?"
"I will be when you get the novel sent in," he said. "No editing tonight. Save it for tomorrow." He kissed your head and left.
An hour later, you had gotten a jump start on editing. Sonic came back in to check on you. "(N/N), what did I say?"
"I told you I couldn't promise I wouldn't start editing tonight," you reasoned.
He grabbed the back of your chair and shook it. "Stooooop. Take a breeeaaak."
You giggled. "You're overdramatic."
His shaking ceased. "And you're not listening to me."
"I ate dinner."
"Not the point."
"Sonic, chill."
"You chill. Twelve hours, (N/N). Twelve. That's so uncool, it physically hurts me. Please, please call it a night. I can't watch you do this anymore."
"You're the one who comes in to check on me."
"Because you haven't left that chair except to use the bathroom. Twice, by the way."
"Sonic."
You gasped as you felt Sonic scratching behind your ear. You suddenly began purring and nuzzling against his hand. His hand moved to under your chin after a few moments. Your head tilted back to give him more access. His motions stopped after a little bit. You whined softly.
He smirked. "You'll get more scritches if you stop writing and call it a night."
You huffed. "You're really doing this?"
"Come on, pretty kitty," he said. "You know it's what you want."
You gave a noise of annoyance. He was right.
"Come on, cutie. Click 'save' and you can have all the scritches you want," he bribed.
You gave in and saved your progress. You turned off your laptop.
Sonic smiled. "Atta girl." He held out a hand. "Come on, let's go watch a movie and relax."
You took his hand and he escorted you to the living room. He sat on the couch with you across his lap. An arm was cradling you against him. He went to Hulu and played a movie you'd seen multiple times.
"Thanks," you said.
He gently tapped your nose. "Listen to me more often. I'm your voice of reason for a reason. Especially for your job."
The chin and head scritches began again and so did your purring. Your eyes closed as you nuzzled against his hand.
He kissed your forehead while scratching under your chin. "My cute little kitty cat."
You giggled and rubbed your head against his chest.
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I really like this one, honestly. I'm proud of it.
As always, embrace your weirdness and I'll see you in the next one shot.
- The Self Shipping Weirdo

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