Im gonna start a new thing w these troll cuddle HCs- the gore meter, aka how likely these horns are gonna gore u In The Act. Tagora is around a 7 bc theyre on the side of his head & go super far out. Im so sorry.
He cant sleep on his side bc of this LMAO poor baby. No spooning for you!!!
Bc of this tho hes into lap sitting, he doesn’t care who’s sitting on who (but definitely likes to feel protected so if you were to hug him from the back he’d be like !!!)
Honestly seems like a sopor cuddler? its just more convenient for him tbh
Plus in sopor you can easily wrap around him due to how its like jello and wow. +500 fine for being in his bubble. JK
Cuddling w him is honestly the best, his skin is so soft bc of how he maintains it? and obvs if ur with him hes got you on a regimen so yall are like two soft slippery seals
I hope im leaving u with a good mental image guys 🙂
imagine you’re just getting back to your hive from an event that ran way later than you wanted it to. you are positively, absolutely exhausted. while you knew you still had other tasks to complete for the day, you also knew you needed to sleep first. you set your bag down, kicked your shoes off and headed to your respite-block.
keeping the lights off, you took into account the rather large lump that rested under your blankets as you laid down on the edge of the bed the moment you entered your room, in your event clothes and everything. you laid there for a minute or so, setting an alarm on your phone as you plugged it in because sadly, you did have to wake up again later.
you elbowed the mattress as you pushed yourself up to a sitting position to remove your jacket and shirt, your undershirt remaining. as you began to lift your hips to remove your pants, a pair of stringy arms wrapped themselves around your hips with their nose nudging into your side
“i missed you,” tagora mumbled sleepily, humming appreciatively as you gave his hair a toussle.
“i missed you, too. but i can’t take my pants off if you’re holding my hips, silly,” you said in a lighthearted tone as he huffed and turned to have his back facing you. you saw him shift closer to galekh, hugging his arm against his chest. you smiled at the sight, wondering where mallek might be in the mix.
“well, it’s about time you showed up,” turns out he wasn’t even in bed but in the ablution-block, instead. you smiled wide as he kissed you on the cheek. you watched him clamber over tagora and galekh’s legs to get to the other side of the bed that was against the wall, gold eyes on you as he patted the space between him and galekh. you hurriedly discarded your pants and fit yourself into the space mallek left for you.
mallek dragged his claws lightly up and down your thighs and hips, playfully but gently snapping the band of your underwear against your skin, which caused you to laugh as you blew into his ear. you both settled down shortly after as you rested your forehead against mallek’s chest, arms tightly around his torso.
as the next few minutes passed, tagora had managed to weasel his way into the space between you and galekh, curled into your back with his hands tucked underneath your side. galekh had turned as well, an arm protectively over the two of you and mallek. mallek had managed to sneak his cold-as-shit hands to rest in between your thighs for warmth; to which you put your cold feet on his legs in response. galekh reached for your hand, entwining it into yours moments before you fell asleep.
imagine you’re laying in bed, playing on your palmhusk (maybe even typing up a short story for an account you run, who knows) and it is cold as hell. you’re fine though; you have at least three blankets and you enjoy the feeling of your cold feet against your skin. still, you really wished someone was there to snuggle you and hold you close, you know? thankfully, you did have people, they were just watching a movie in the living room.
you continue to play on your device until mallek saunters tiredly into the room. he plops down next to you and puts his chin atop your head and curls into your side, not even bothering to get under the blankets. you shift and move closer into him, eyeing him when you notice he’s already asleep.
you hear the TV shut off and tagora rushes into the room, immediately ducking under the blankets and folding himself into the space between you and mallek, arms and legs wrapped around you. his face was buried in your neck as he shivered. you felt mallek readjust himself to tagora’s presence; he fell back asleep latched onto tagora instead of you.
“you couldn’t wait two seconds for me, could you?” galekh’s large figure appeared in the doorway and you giggled at his response.
“alright, where is he?” galekh hovered over the foot of the bed, looking for where tagora was situated so he didn’t accidentally crush him. you motioned with your head that he was in between you and mallek.
“wow, i finally get a side of you to myself, huh?” galekh murmured in response as he crawled to your open side, plopping down next to you on his side. you set your palmhusk down and slowly moved yourself to turn to face him, the two of you melting into one another as you came together and hugged each other lovingly. within minutes, galekh was fast asleep, leaving you to be the last one awake.
you took account of each individual breath you heard in the room, noticing tagora’s forehead pressed in between your shoulder blades, before finally caving into your own breath and your own tiredness. within seconds, you too, were fast asleep
imagine you’re staying at tagora’s hive and you’re curled into the corner of the couch with a cup of hot coffee in your hand. the sounds of tagora and galekh in the other room had kept you awake so you got significantly less sleep than you would have liked. (you could have always just left and came back but you were too comfortable in bed to get up and leave)
you look up from your palmhusk as you see tagora emerge from his bedroom, galekh’s shirt exposing his neck and most of his shoulders. hickies and bitemarks of indigo and teal decorated his grey skin; tagora’s hair was ridiculously frizzy and tangled.
tagora padded over to you, a faint limp in his step, to which you chose to sip your coffee instead of laugh at. he held a grey throw blanket in his arms.
“move,” tagora grumbled in a scratchy tone. at least, that’s what you thought he said. as you set your palmhusk and coffee on the end table, tagora was already moving to lay on top of you. he rested his cheek over your heart and wrapped his arms snuggly around your torso. he haphazardly tossed the blanket over his and your legs; you adjusted it for him as he began to melt into you.
“so what brings you to fall asleep on me instead of galekh?” you patted his head, massaging his scalp lightly
“he snores and you’re more comfortable, anyways,” you made a small “ooooo” sound due to tagora completely obliterating galekh like that. you thought he was pretty comfortable, though.
galekh came out of the bedroom about an hour after tagora had, scanning the hive for where he might be. his eyebrows were furrowed and he appeared very confused. he noticed you and immediately flushed indigo
you shook your head and held up your hand, silently telling him not to be embarrassed despite the fact that you heard everything. it didn’t help him calm down all that much
“he’s over here,” you mouthed to him and pointed to your chest. he squinted and came over to where you were, the tension in his posture and expression fading the moment he saw tagora’s sleeping figure. he reached down to move a strand of hair away from his eyes, humming in content.
“there’s coffee if you want,” you whispered to galekh, who nodded and smiled your way. he swiped your bangs back and gave you an appreciative kiss to the forehead before he left to the kitchen, a loving chatter coming from his throat
imagine you’re snuggled into the corner of the couch, playing on your phone or doing whatever it is you do. you’re wearing your hoodie and are cocooned under a thick blanket, warm and cozy like a crossiant fresh out of the oven.
tagora comes into the living room and he is shivering. he’s got his arms crossed over his chest and his shoulders are tense from him trying to keep himself warm.
“oh goodness, come here you cold boy!” you let out an airy laugh and open the blanket for him. what you didn’t expect was for him to burrow himself under your hoodie. it was so sudden, all you could do was watch his upper half completely vanish into the hoodie.
“or you can do that,” his teeth chattered as you readjusted the blanket to wrap around the both of you
“can you even breathe in there?” you peaked down into the neck of your hoodie. tagora had his face nuzzled into your chest, his arms tightly around your waist. he was fully curled into you and from the looks of it, he wasn’t moving anytime soon. he gave a high-pitched grumble in response, so you covered him as much as you could without suffocating him and continued on with what you were doing. he fell asleep shortly after.
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