#Oh how the roles have reversed

[debb987]

Rise!Dee looked at the flower with surprise.

"For us? And you picked a nice one too! " He grinned and immediately grabbed it. "A Devil's Trumpet! I'll ask Mikey to put it in a vase, we don't want him accidentally using it for a new recipe, but the kitchen counter could certainly use some purple-"

"Actually, I think that's for us," 12!Donnie snatched the flower with a pointed look. "Since the story is still currently on our side of the multiverse, this offer is obviously meant for-"

"You wish this flower would be intended to your obviously inferior world-"

"It's got nothing to do with that! It's just logical."

"Don't even try to bullshit and claim it's logic, that's MY thing-"

"ARE YOU TWO GETTING ALONG OVER THERE!"

"YES!" they both answered in unison, grinning and linking arms like the best buddies on Earth, as they both grabbed onto the stem of the flower.

Rad squinted suspiciously. "Uh-huh, I have an eye on you guys- oh, what a pretty flower! Is that for us?"

EF!Raph, who had watched the exchange while slowly stepping back simply nodded.

"Hey, thank you! It's so cute, I wonder what kind of flower is-"

"Devil's Trumpet." Both Donnie's answered in unison before exchanging sideway glares.

Rad hummed and took the flower from them-

And ate it.

"Thanks for the snack, other Raph!" Rad muttered obliviously while both Donnie's stared with growing horror. "And sorry about them, please ignore these bozos-"

"Raph that was poisonous."

"They mean no harm- what."

"Why would you eat it, oohhh why, oh no."

"Ok, so there's a 60-40 chance Draxum accounted for that scenario-"

"No wait, why would a flower be poisonous!?" Rad huffed. "They're so pretty!"

"The real question here is why would you eat it-?"

EF!Raph slowly escaped from the accidental soon-to-be-crime scene, because even if Rad resulted to be inmune, it was obvious the two purple turtles would end up fighting each other.

[u3pxx]

KIM KITSURAGI - “Is that. My kineema.”

COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - Something in him is about to break, *big time*.

EMPATHY - And it’s not going to be pretty, do something!

- DRAMA [Formidable] - Everything is fine!

- “Sure is.”

DRAMA [Formidable: Failure] - Surely he’s aware that he’s not the *only* person in the world who owns a Kineema?

YOU - “Is it really *yours*? I mean, plenty of people have their own Kineemas, right? Like working men, government offices, uh, firefighters I guess, maybe even animal control people? Exactly! A million different people who could’ve driven it into the uh…”

DRAMA - Pause, my liege! Ixnay on the Ineemakay!

YOU - “It could even be our *mysterious* joyrider!”

KIM KITSURAGI - Your frenzied babbling falls deaf to the lieutenant's ears. Instead, he approaches the broken vehicle, sunken in the ice. He moves with a caution and gentleness you haven’t seen him display before.

INLAND EMPIRE - It must be cold and lonely down there, in the icy water. Maybe he could sense its sorrow, calling to him…

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Easy: Success] - His hands, which are always stiffly placed behind his back, are trembling.

ENDURANCE - This is the shuffle of a tired, tired man.

HALF LIGHT - He’s going to do something drastic because of you. Oh god, terrible! You’re a terrible liar! You can’t look at this, you just can’t!

VOLITION [Formidable: Success] - It's not *you* who drove his kineema into the sea. You have plenty of faults, but this one is decidedly not yours.

KIM KITSURAGI - He kneels down with his head bowed, casting his face in shadow. He plants a hand on the ice to stabilize himself, squinting to get a better view of the motor carriage. “Detective, it says ‘57’ on it.”

YOU - Sweat drips down your brow, and you feel a terrible headache coming. “Maybe our joyrider has an affinity for that number?”

LOGIC - He's not stupid, he knows that it's not that.

KIM KITSURAGI - “57.”

YOU - “What about 57?”, you brace yourself.

KIM KITSURAGI - “Precinct 57.”

YOU - You wince. “Kim, look-”

KIM KITSURAGI - “When I woke up in the Whirling-in-Rags with no memory of what happened during the days before, I've taken note that something of mine has gone missing.” He grits his teeth. "A very. Important. Something."

He runs his hands over his face, messing his already unkempt hair in the process. Regret creeps up on his features. “God. Fuck. They’re going to fire me over this, they’re not going to hear me out.”

EMPATHY - Desperation settles in the lieutenant's tone. Sadly, you find yourself in agreement, even if you don’t want it to be the truth.

YOU - “People are more valuable than machines, Kim.”

KIM KITSURAGI - “Not people like me.” He rasps.

YOU - “…”

KIM KITSURAGI - Before you can say anything more, you fail to notice the lieutenant carefully walking onto the edge of the ice. He looks over the frigid water, a dizzying blue that mirrors and distorts his exhausted face back to him.

YOU - “Kim?”

KIM KITSURAGI - Seconds pass as he looks to be contemplating something. Out of nowhere, he casually takes another step where the ice ends and the sea begins. It happens all too quick for the lieutenant to even voice a call for help— if he even wanted to — his body plunging into the cold water before your eyes.

YOU - “KIM!!!!”

uhhh bonus stuff? sorry i have swap au brainworms pfttt

(im not sure what skills kim has at the moment so rn he only has narration as his inner monologue ok whoops, i would like to keep harry as the guy who thinks in dialogue trees so im still figuring it out pfttt)

also, this was done bc i wanted to expand on these old scribbles of mine, just like an idea, i just think that he'd be having an even worse time wheezes

[cluescorner]

I gave myself a writing challenge and I am fascinated by it

So basically I put the robins in a randomizer to give them a new order/role (because I just...kinda wanted to see what would happen + I like role-reversal AUs) and got results that are giving me a fucking brain blast.

Stephanie, the first sidekick who defines the role

Tim, the sidekick who dies and comes back wrong

Dick, the sidekick who saves Batman from himself

Damian, the sidekick who was never supposed to be a sidekick but would go on to prove everyone wrong

Jason, the youngest sidekick who is still the Kid Wonder

...So this is fucking wild. I've got some ideas and several of these fit perfectly (Dick's role is pretty similar to his one in canon), but some of these are fucking INCREDIBLE to explore (Steph being the first Robin is something I never even considered but tbh I kinda love it).

I probably won't write a fic or anything because tbh I don't like publishing my writing that much, but I might expand this into a full AU and post about it. I might randomize other stuff too (ie, stuff that I cannot change vs stuff that I cannot keep the same) but this fucking rules as a starting point.

[im-the-queen-of-stardust]

Love Arthur slowly loosing his humanity while John is continually gaining it. Like ships passing in the night.

[foulserpent]

The legendary Kip Cali-Kíl, a historical figure and culture hero to the peoples of the central western steppes, here depicted during the Raid of Clan Czekíl as she drives the demigod Great Ram

Kip Cali-Kíl literally means ‘little hawk flea’, which is atypical of normal naming conventions and sounds more like (and possibly was) a nickname given to a feisty child. (kíl means ‘hawk’, you will see this word a lot among central western qilik peoples as hawks tend to be culturally significant.) She is also called ‘Kipcali’ - just ‘little flea’ (often in drinking songs for humorous effects)

She was a real historical figure, though there is very little information on her personal life, and myth and exaggeration has filled in many gaps. She was of a clan whose name has been lost to history (though this clan appears to have cattle egrets as a heraldic animal) and became clanmother as a youth.

The tale itself goes like this:

Clan Czekíl, lead by the proud clanmother Ten Czekíl, was the wealthiest clan on the steppes. Unlike many other clans, they had a semi-permanent settlement, with only their shepherds and herders roaming (and even they did not roam far). This allowed the clan to grow huge, perhaps bloated, and forced them to intrude on other clan’s territory. Both arrogant with numbers and desperate with a hard year and approaching winter, they drove out Cali-Kí’s clan from one of their winter pastures, a deep valley called 'Valley of the Black Stork'.

Cali-Kíl clan suffered significant losses that winter, and Cali-Kíl took up the mantle of clanmother during this time, with her skill as a livestock raider helping to keep them afloat. She was also a great diplomat, and in this time made alliances with the great clans Lakh and Cze-Tain, and made a deal.

The next autumn, she and all the best riders of her clan and of Lakh and Cze-Tain returned to the valley. They chased off the herders and fought off the warriors, and went about gathering the animals to be stolen. But there was a problem- the reason for the abundance Czekíl’s great herds, a ‘demigod’ ram often called the Great Ram of the Czekíl. 

It was said to have a divine (likely ‘earthbound god’) father and a mortal ram as its mother, and was almost twice the size of a normal ram. It was said to be so aggressive that it would kill any approaching its herd who had not raised it, and its horns had to be ceremonially painted and spurred (as was custom) in deep sleep by a child small enough to climb across it unnoticed. It was said to believe itself master of all the herds, protecting not just the rams but the cattle and sheep and goats, and sometimes attempting to mate with them (to unfortunate effect).

The Great Ram saw the raiders and began its attack, easily scattering their ranks and killing several of their number. Cali-Kíl herself was thrown from her ram and her entire right arm and prized bow crushed with one stomp of its massive hoof. 

It is sometimes said that she cut the ruined limb off on the spot, or quickly skinned a dead cattle to form a sling. Regardless, she managed to continue fighting. Taking a driving-whip from one of her raiders, she leapt atop the great beast. It bucked and spun, wildly trying to remove the rider, but Cali-Kíl is the best rider there was, and even with a ruined limb she gained control of the ram. Using the bite of her claws and the whip, she directed the ram to scatter clan Czekíls warriors and trample any who still resisted, and once victory was clear, drove the beast in a wide arc around two thirds of Czekíl’s herd, and took them all. The number is often cited as 10,000 cattle, 15,000 sheep, 5,000 rams, and 100 goats (though this is very unlikely). Regardless of number, this was a substantial victory, and the spoils were divided between clans Calikíl, Lakh, and Cze-Tain.

This was not the final blow- next, Cali-Kíl is said to have approached clanmother Ten Czekíl personally to hear her surrender. Ten Czekíl was a fierce and powerful warrior, and could have killed little Cali-Kíl on the spot, but accepted a challenge of a game of wits (or a drinking game, depending on the source). Ten Czekíl left this encounter humiliated and/or plastered, and Cali-Kíl left with half of her husbands and ten of her sons (one of which chose not to return and became Cali-Kíl’s main husband).

Thoroughly humbled, Clan Czekíl retreated south away from the steppes. In this new territory, they left nomadism behind almost entirely and became fully agricultural, eventually establishing a kingdom. They would form the contemporary Czekl people (whose name likely changed as local dialects developed, but it’s often joked that kíl (hawk) faded out of humiliation of defeat by a ‘little hawk flea’).

Kip Cali-Kíl’s clan regained their pastures and flourished. They took her name and became Calikíl, and many clans of the steppes call themselves the Calikíl people, as the raid was hardly clan Calikíl’s only impact on the steppes and many owe allegiance to her legacy (though individual clan identity still trumps all else).

There is a humorous tale of the great undertaking of castrating the Ram (after which it was-, supposedly, gentle and tame), though other accounts suggest it was far too wild and was killed, or that it escaped and perhaps still terrorizes lonely parts of the steppe.

There is much ambiguity, and much variation, and much more to the story, but that is most often the conclusion of this tale.

(Additional commentary):

Much is made about her physical attributes, she was said to be unusually tiny (especially for a woman) and to have a very long tail, both of which apparently facilitated her legendary skills as a rider. She’s often described as dancing across the backs of stampeding cattle as if in flight, or gliding across the backs of rams like a snake. 

Her name would be assumed to stem from her size as a childhood nickname, but it may have been bestowed after the raid- Czekíl translates to the effect of ‘cloud hawk’ or ‘hawk in the clouds’, thus, a high flying hawk brought to ground by its flea.

Much fuss is also made about her going to battle naked but for her clan’s girdle and a crowfeather cloak, and of riding with no reins or saddle, but this was a normal custom for warrior-raiders wholly reliant on agility and often leaping from animal to animal. (the cloaks would protect against cold and obscure their silhouette from archers)

Livestock raiding was (and is) a fact of life on the steppes, particularly during lean times. However, it’s heavily ritualized and used to avoid open warfare between clans (though can of course be deadly). It also prevents any one clan from amassing significant wealth over another (unless they adopt a different lifestyle, and most wouldnt give up transhumance for the world).

It’s common practice for a clanmother to have many husbands (sometimes dozens), but only one husband was actually a lover or sire of her children (called a clanfather). The rest are ‘married to the clan’ and take care of children. As with anything, exceptions may occur, but this is the common practice.

The stolen sons and husbands references another set of practices, though it’s uncertain which it’s describing. There is a ritualized form of ‘kidnapping’ a groom (after prior courting) as a show of power and skill, while there is also true abductions of the men of rival clans. In the case of the latter, this is a power play between clans, and the victim is released unharmed after one of his brow feathers is plucked (marking him til he next moults). As with any system, this may be abused, but forced marriages are generally viewed as monstrous and humiliating to the kidnapper, a sign of inadequacy and desperation.

In the case of Kip Cali-Kíl, it’s uncertain which kind of kidnapping these were. Some traditions hold that she and her sisters and clan-sisters had been wooing the men for months before, others hold that the men were truly kidnapped as a final show of victory, and that five husbands and nine sons returned deeply embarassed and short a brow feather.

Either way, one son remained by choice. Herza Czekíl and Kip Cali-Kíl had fallen in love, and Herza was wed to her and became clan-father, also in effect securing further relations between the opposing clans. There are many stories about them, and they are frequent subjects of Czekl romantic poetry.

While Kip Cali-Kíl had an antagonistic relationship with Clan Czekíl, modern Czekl have great love for her. She’s understood as a real historical person, but has been somewhat integrated into a tradition of trickster figures, and is even associated with the god Sek (for this and her perceived androgyny to Czekl sensibilities, being so small). 

The contemporary relation between these groups is largely positive as well (though tensions do arise between herders and farmers in their border territories), and both have strong political ties and have relied on one another during harsh times. 

Each autumn there is a festival in the Valley of Black Storks in her name (though she is a relatively small portion of festivities, as it is mostly a harvest festival to the god Vessk). The Czekl farmers meet Calikíl herders as the latter groups arrive to their winter pastures, and trade livestock, crops, gossip and goods. 

One of the centerpieces of this festival is several tournaments centered around riding skill and herding. The main event is a mock livestock raid, where teams from different clans and families attempt to capture and drive a herd (usually of cattle) from other teams. There are often many winners, as any who can keep their cattle til sundown are deemed their owners, but the team who has secured the most animals will win other prizes (livestock, fine jewelry, etc) and are considered blessed for the year by Vessk. all winners may keep their cattle for the year and are free to breed them, though they must give a third of what they took the following year (not necessarily the same animals, but animals of equivalent value).

[lee-kangin]

i’m not being funny when i tell people who say sonny’s ‘too soft’ to be captain and that he’s half the player without kane and that other players deserve the captaincy more than him to get the fuck out of my club and the fanbase like honestly fuck off

[age-of-moonknight]

What If…? Dark: Moon Knight (Vol. 1/2023), #1.

Writer: Erica Schultz; Penciler and Inker: Edgar Salazar; Colorist: Arif Prianto; Letterer: Cory Petit

[blubujollyrancher]

hey guys does anyone else think about that one character story about collei and the other person she wandered with for a bit of time who ended up dying after leaving collei to die every moment of the day? cause i do

[martilyongabo]

earlier this morning, my brain slapped me with the realization that most of my character pairings / preferred ships are some twist on a specific trope. i don’t think it really helps that these were all accumulated throughout the years and i HAVEN’T REALISED…!

thank you apocalypse/barrier maiden + knight, i really owe a lot to you 🫠🤧

[1o1percentmilk]

SEE IT'S LIKE…. in my head... Hatori is soo confident and "knowledgeable" when it comes to computers and tech and everything like that because of his powers but he turns into a bumbling idiot around people… and then Touichirou has the double edge of being both the most powerful computer in the world = Hatori HAS to do something with him, but also being a very powerful, dominant human man at the same time... and Touichirou obviously sees all of his subordinates as simply tools and reserves of psychic power but I think he's also willing to set that aside at times to leverage human connections and networking to get ahead (he's so business major coded)... it's honestly the gray area in their power dynamic that's interesting to me... who's the tool and who's the user...?

[mothlegs]

i looove probably having bpd and at the very least separation anxiety

i looove having nightmares about having breakdowns and physical violence just to wake up crying, unable to fall back asleep and when i finally manage sleep i still wake up after about an hour, knowing i'll be stuck in that sleepless loop till i give up, all just because they're unexpectedly gone

i looove having motivation to do things to improve my future when i'm with them, and being suicidal as soon as they're unexpectedly gone

why is it too much to ask just to be told when they'll be gone? why do i get punished for having feelings? why am i never good enough for them?

[kdramacrybaby]

No but I really don’t know what I want for this drama rn and it’s driving me crazy 😫

[ferociouslycreativemystery]

Me: I'm fine about my autism now btw, like I've come to terms with my fixated interests, limited tolerances and social inabilities. The alienation it brings is not ideal but it's just a reality I've gotta deal with now that I know it's just a part of who I am. I mean, it's not like an awkward conversation is gonna ruin anyone's life, is it? We'll both move on from it eventually. This is fine!

Also me: physically unable to watch beyond the first word of the first question of The Assembly because oh my god what if someone says something awkward or controversial or someone can't make themselves understood people are gonna get mad and scream about it online and I will freeze up and be stuck in the backlash forever I don't know how to handle conflict AT ALL let's just hide in the corner behind the sofa instead wait what if I became a hermit actually yeah yeah yeah that sounds good let's do that

[fazcinatingblog]

After all the stuff that happened during the Christmas break, I worry when my friend is like quiet, not talking, staying in her room a lot and I want to say something but I'm hopeless at saying things, at least she went to her parents today, that's positive, I shouldn't worry so much

[nanaslutt]

gojo & geto fucking their pretty bestfriend (you guessed it, you<3) in the eiffel tower position <333

contains: fem reader, threesome, the boys are gay for each other, choking, hair pulling, dirty talk ofc, kinda rough, gojo is a brat, satosugu are switches, sub reader tho

MDNI

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"fucking christ this pussy is killing me," geto has a strong hold on your hips as he pulls you back on his dick, similtaniously knocking gojos cock deeper into your throat, making your eyes water as you gag around him

"hahaha don't tell me ur about to cum already Suguru, we jus started," gojos hand is resting on the underside of your throat, so he can feel his dick every time geto fucks you into him

"shut the fuck up satoru," geto hisses and gojo infuriatingly laughs in response, "how are you doin princess?" gojo directs his attention to you

there is no way you were responding while in the state you were currently in, coughing and sputtering spit around gojos cock while geto expertly fucked straight into your g-spot

"whats that? gotta speak up baby, cant understand you" he coos, whiping the tears and spit off your cheek with his slender fingers

if you had half a mind, you would've slapped gojo for being such a bully, but luckily for him, you didn't have half a mind, geto stuck up for you though; ever the sweetheart he is; "such a fuckin bully satoru, maybe I should fuck you next while they sit on your face, see how you fucking feel then huh?"

you couldnt lie that the thought of suffocating gojo between your thighs and having him suck on your clit while geto fucked high pitched whines out of him didnt sound like the worst idea in the world, but that was for another day

reaching down between your legs you rubbed quick circles on your clit while digging your nails into gojos thigh to stabilize yourself,

"oh, i think someone likes that idea" geto smiled, feeling you squeeze and pulse around him, "you wanna help me fuck the brat outta gojo princess? bet we'd make such a g-good team" he punctuated with a particularly deep thrust, almost making you lose yoru balance, resulting in you digging your nails impossibly deeper into gojos thigh

and gojo fucking moaned like a bitch, tipping his head back, both his hands instinctly gripping your hair as he hunched over you biting his lip, taking a deep breath and slowing his hips down, it took every once of his strength not to fill your mouth with his cum at that second

you choked at the rough treatment but were grateful when gojos hips slowed, the opportunity arose to swallow air into your lungs again and you greedily took it

geto's rough treatment of your poor abused pussy bouncing you a little on gojo's cock still, but the loss of gojo also assisting was a nice change of pace

gojo looked up through his lashes at the raven haired man, he was fucking smirking

this had now become a competition, as most things did between them

abandoning one of the hands he had gripped on your hair and reaching out in front of him instead, his target? geto's hair

gripping suguru's signature bun and pulling his face close to his, lips grazing each other as he smiled against the ravens lips, geto's smile now wiped completely off his face, his jaw now slack as he stared into gojos eyes, knowing exactly what gojo was getting at

"i know kissin gets you all hot huh, you wanna kiss me suguru?" his jaw opening slightly, tipping his head back and forth as he looks between sugurus eyes and his lips

you felt geto's cock twich inside you, his pace stuttering a bit at gojo's words, gripping your hip a little harder, for his own sanity, he would apologize for the bruises later

"what do you think baby, should I let him kiss me, huh? he'll probably fill you up the second I get my tongue in his mouth."

the speed at which the roles between them keep reversing is giving you whiplash, bringing you closer and closer to your own release

you try to speak around him, wanting to tell him 𝒚𝒆𝒔𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕, opting to just nod as your mouth was filled to the brim with gojo's thick cock

"yeah, think i will, good call baby," he rubs his thumb on the top of your head soothingly as his attention is now back on geto

"what do you say suguru?" the mans mouth is so close to suguru's own, his eyes now staring at the place theyre about to be connected at

"thank you, thank you princess." he says as gojo finally lets their lips crash together

and its soooo messy, the kiss; if you can even call it that; is all teeth and tongue, both the men moaning into the others mouth, their moans rising in pitch

geto feels like he could cum at any second, but what kind of man would he be if the one who allowed him to cum in the first place didn't get to squirt all over his pretty cock first?

he blindly reaches down between your legs, pushing your own hand out of the way as he quickly finds your clit and rubs is back and forth at a speed that has the coil in your tummy to wind faster than it ever has

"squirt on me baby," he whines into the blondes mouth obscenely "need to feel you cum all over- m-my dick, please baby" he’s whining

suguru's kisses becoming less and less reciprocating as his jaw goes slack and gojo's keeps tongue slides into his mouth

your legs snap together as your cum squirts out all over geto's toned thighs, moans muffles, choking on gojo's cock bordering on blacking out from air deprivation and sheer pleasure as you have the longest and hardest orgasm of your fucking life "m gonna cum, o-oh my god oh my god, fuck gojo fuck, 'm gunna cum, m gonna fill her up" gojo moves his hand to geto's throat, squeezing his throat, hard, tipping his head into sugurus

"m right there with you baby, gunna cum inside her pretty pussy, yeah? gonna cum inside her while I mess up her tight little throat?" hes talking geto through it

and youre trying to keep yourself awake as they fuck you from both ends into overstimulation, squeezing your pussy and swallowing around them both as you try to milk them for all theyre worth

ome of suguru's hands leaving its place on your hip to grab gojos wrist as the white-haired man tightens his grip, knowing just how to bring him to his climax

geto stills before he hunches forward over you and into gojo as he fucks rope after rope of his hot cum into your abused pussy, moans broken up by gasps as gojo tightens and loosens his grip on suguru's throat

quickly pulling out his cock from your mouth gojo pumps his cock at an inhumane pace, your heaving but you still instinctively stick your tonge out, like the good girl you are as his thick cum covers your face, he would feel bad about covering your hair and long pretty eyelashes with his cum but.. who is he kidding, he doesnt feel bad at all, his favorite girl with his seed all over your face, its the prettiest sight hes ever seen

letting your head fall against gojos thigh as your chest rises and falls rapidly, wincing as geto pulls out his softening cock from behind you, biting his lip stairing down at your ruined hole

"heh, i-," "shut the fuck up and come look at at this" suguru cuts off his best friend, gojo pouts but gently slides your head off his thigh to crawl to the other end of the bed and check out the veiw the raven-haired man is so adamant on showing him

your so red and your pussy is so puffy and angry, geto's cum has been steadily dripping out of you and down your thigh

gojo whistles as he pulls your lips apart to get a better look, he swipes his thumb on you, collecting some of your combined cum together, you whine at how sensitive and sore you already are

gojo pushes your shoulder back twords the bed so your chest is facing the ceiling as he leans over you and slips his thumb in your mouth, making you taste you and suguru's combined mess, "what do you say, pretty?" he watches your lips wrap around his finger befoer he pops it out of your mouth

"t-thank you" you say, voice hoarse

gojo giggles, starting to get up from the bed to get some towels to clean the three of you up

"so," you start "when were you guys gonna tell me you’ve fucked before?"

part 2 :p

[etheries1015]

Hello! I hope your having a good day while reading this but I was wondering if you could write a fic about the housewardens reacting to their s/o koala holding them when they sleep!

Awee that's a cute idea! The house wardens with their little Koala humans heuheu.

TWST housewardens react to their s/o holding them while they sleep

Warnings: Gender-neutral reader, probably shorter than you may have hoped, I'm sorry :( But I hope you still like it!

Riddle Rosehearts

The first time you two slept in the same bed, he was caught off guard when he was suddenly engulfed by your arms. I see him as the type to sleep on his back, still and quiet, and suddenly that is disturbed by the significant other grabbing hold of his arm and utilizing half of his body to be subjected as your personal body pillow. He may find it uncomfortable initially, however, he finds a happy medium by adjusting his form to work with yours whilst still giving him a full night of proper rest. you of course weren't in control of how you slept, and was rather grateful you trusted him as much.

"Were you aware you tend to hug me in your sleep?" He chuckled, "Huh? No, I do not mind. I found a comfortable position to sleep in so that we both got what we wanted. You don't need to sleep elsewhere, I feel...strangely comforted by your embrace..."

Leona Kingscholar

you don't even get the chance to do it first, he already has you beat. He is most assuredly the first to fall asleep between the two of you, his arms are wrapped around your waist and head propped against your shoulder before you had the chance to reciprocate. HE is the koala between the two of you. However, when you wake up in the morning you find that you're now facing him, a tangle of arms and legs as if during the night you both sought to be closer to one another. One big cuddle competition. Yet it was oddly comforting, how you both slept very similarly. Sometimes you're more aggressive than he is though, with your legs bent and holding him in your grasp on the odd days you fall asleep first. It restricts his movements from being able to adjust himself the way he wants, so he isn't shy to wake you up.

"Oy, wake up. I wanna move. Eh? You're comfortable like this? I don't care, let me hold you instead."

Azul Ashengrotto

I will die on this hill when I say that Azul sleeps kind of like an Octopus in his human form, with his arms and legs spread out on the bed. it's his highest form of vulnerability and trust in you for you to sleep in the same bed as him, so of course he will want to practice the same for you. Even when you grab hold of one (or a few) of his limbs and cuddle him as if you were the koala and he the branch, he doesn't mind whatsoever. He is a very still sleeper, so he doesn't feel his movements to be constricted whenever you cuddle him in such a way.

"Do I mind the way you grab hold of me while we are sleeping? No, not at all. If I am being completely honest, it's rather nice..." He falters, "I see it as a form of affection and trust, a sign that you feel safe with me. I rather that not change."

Kalim Al-Asim

He thinks it's the cutest thing in the entire world he has ever seen. The way you grab hold of him in your sleep as if you were claiming him to be yours, he thinks it's wonderfully splendid! It's as if you were being possessive, or you found him to be a soft pillow to grab hold of at night and cuddle with. Honestly, the first time it happened, he got so excited he had to hold in his squeals of satisfaction and joy to not wake you. He revels in this, his head leaning against yours as you use your entire body to hold him close to you. Kalim honestly can't think of a cuter habit for someone he loves to have.

"When you grab hold of me at night, it's the best feeling ever! Oh oh, tonight, can I hold you instead? let's reverse the roles! I want to hold you too- Oh, you won't get a good night's sleep that way? well, that's alright! I'll be your personal pillow as much as you want! Hehe!"

Vil Schoenheit

Vil always had a strong disposition to have a good night's rest. He had his reserves about sleeping in the same bed as you for a while, however, his desire to be close to his beloved outweighed his desire for model sleep. He finds it rather cute when you are in a deep sleep and your arms and legs automatically take him in your grasp. He never thought he would be able to properly sleep with another person by his side, so he is pleasantly surprised when the soft warmth of your body actually helps him get a better rest than ever. He feels safe and at ease in your arms, a strong contrast to the craziness of his everyday life. Being in the public eye he isn't fond of PDA, so at night when it is truly just the two of you, he savors every moment you bless him with your embrace. It's a truly peaceful feeling for him, the way you cutely cuddle into his body without a care in the world about who he is, how he sleeps, and what he looks like in his vulnerable state. It's just... you and him. Nobody else. It's a very intimate time for him.

"Your sleeping habits? Hmm...well, you grab hold of me every night. What? No, it doesn't obstruct my sleep. If anything, I have been feeling much more energized in the mornings...don't overthink it and come over here, my potato. It's time for bed, and I expect to be very thoroughly cuddled."

Idia Shroud

Oh my gosh. You have claimed him. Now he can't move a single muscle, like a cat you have made him your property. If he moves even a single inch, he knows it would ruin the flow and there would be a possibility of you moving, and he doesn't want that. It's like having a cat on your chest, and the second you move even a toe, the cat decides it's tired of you and moves on. Idia doesn't mind if he looses a little bit of sleep staring at the ceiling to allow you the majority of his body to cuddle, he's never been more elated about being in the same bed as someone before. He likes it a little too much, there was one time you were scrolling on his phone to find pictures of you cuddling him at night. An entire photo album in his gallery, in fact.

"N-n-nothing! that's nothing! Don't look, it's not...it's not what you think...oh jeez, you probably think I'm a total weirdo who takes pictures of people when they sleep-- no! not other people, it's just you! I- wait. That was a trap. You set me up for failure with that comment. Ahh, this is so embarrassing...please don't stop! I...I just like it so much when you hold me tight when you sleep...ugh. I can't believe I just said that, I sound like a corny male lead. Don't read too much into it, can't a man just enjoy his significant other's sleeping habits? Jeez..."

Malleus Draconia

You don't get the chance to cling to him, when you sleep with a dragon, they decide to do that for you. When you first slept together in the same bed, he was grabbing hold of you tightly, wrapping his body to be the koala and YOU the branch. There was only one particular night when he slept with his tail free, and you grabbed hold of it in your sleep. He woke up to feeling something pressed against his tail, looking back to see you had taken upon yourself to fully engulf your arms and your legs wrapping around to match. He was fully in your trap! After that, he found a way for both of you to be happy. Holding you in his arms, he adjusted his tail to fit snuggly in the middle of you two, enough for you to grab hold of it in your sleep whilst he was simultaneously holding onto you. Malleus would have preferred wrapping his tail around your body, however seeing you so at peace with it within your grasp, he made an exception.

"Be careful, my dearest. I wouldn't want my tail to hurt you by mistake, so you must be gentle. Ah- my lockscreen? Yes, I can't help but smile every time I gaze upon this photo I had taken, so I had Diamond assist me in changing my mobile device screen. Perhaps I shall take a few more photos, you are rather adorable grasping onto me like a babe to a blanket."

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