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Based on my awesome oomf Alex's roblox moments (@ alteredlex on insta)
La squadra x a very clingy sleeping reader. Basically when they were about to sleep for the first time together y/n just clings onto them like a koala , like literally arms and legs around them and such, and does it everyday whether they like it or not
🐱 anon (i literally can't think of anything else other than la squadra and reader)
🐱 anon!! It's been a while, How have you been?! I hope you enjoy :D
Risotto:
The first time you clamp onto him like a sleepy octopus, he freezes.
He’s a whole 6’7 of stiff confusion.
You: snuggles into his chest Risotto: “…Are you… okay?”
He tries to gently pry you off.
Nope. Not happening.
You cling harder like a determined baby koala.
He gives up, sighs, and wraps his arms around you.
By night three? He’s pulling you into him on purpose.
By night seven? He can’t sleep unless your face is mashed into his neck.
He will never admit it out loud.
Prosciutto:
He is NOT used to affection being forced upon him so aggressively.
You instantly latching onto him mid-sleep? It shocks him.
He tries to shift. You tighten.
He tries again. You throw a leg over him.
Prosciutto, whispering angrily “Let go— no? Fine. Whatever.”
He pretends to hate it.
He absolutely loves it.
He brushes your hair away from your face in the dark, but denies it if questioned.
Pesci:
He stops. Breathing.
You wrap around him like a vine and he just goes:
“OH– uhm– are you… is this– okay???”
You’re already asleep.
He doesn’t move for an hour in fear of waking you.
Eventually he relaxes and timidly hugs you back.
He becomes addicted to it.
Now, if you don’t cling? He panics and pokes your shoulder:
“Are you mad at me?? Did I do something??”
Poor boy.
Illuso:
The first time you cling onto him, he laughs.
“Wow. Needy much?”
Then he tries to roll over.
You cling tighter.
He tries again.
You’re attached like a vice.
Illuso “…Okay, what the hell? Does your stand activate in your sleep?”
He ends up giving in and burying his face in your shoulder.
He secretly loves being held onto.
It makes him feel chosen.
He’ll rant about it to the others but then go home and immediately curl into you.
Melone:
He finds it… adorable.
You wrap around him like a heat-seeking leech and he immediately kisses the top of your head.
“Aw, amore, you’re so sweet in your sleep.”
He pets your hair until you fall even deeper asleep.
He absolutely will make sure you feel secure, both physically and emotionally.
He also studies your sleep habits like a scientist. “Fascinating. They cling strongest at approximately 2:14 a.m…”
Risotto from the next room: “GO TO SLEEP.”
Ghiaccio:
He squawks like a parrot the first time it happens.
You throw a leg over him and sling an arm across his chest and he goes “HEYHEYHEYHEYWHAT’S—”
Then stops mid-yell when he realizes you’re asleep.
He tries to escape.
Fails miserably.
You cling harder.
Ghiaccio, whispering angrily “…They’re like a damn python. How strong ARE THEY?”
Then he blushes because you nuzzle into his neck.
He falls asleep with his arms around you, grumbling.
If anyone teases him, he denies everything.
Formaggio:
This man LOVES it.
He literally encourages you.
You cling to him? He wraps both arms and both legs around you like a feral cat and squeezes.
You two look like two raccoons fighting in a blanket.
He chuckles into your hair.
“You’re cute when you’re clingy.”
He becomes so used to it that if you aren’t instantly attached, he’ll roll over and manually pull you into position.
Sorbet & Gelato:
Oh they ADORE it.
When you cling to Gelato, he melts.
He wiggles around you, tangles his legs with yours, and falls asleep in 0.2 seconds.
Sorbet gently strokes your back while your arms and legs are wrapped around Gelato.
Then he kisses the top of your head.
They sandwich you so softly it feels like a weighted blanket.
The three of you become a pretzel.
Gelato: “If they ever stop clinging I’ll cry.” Sorbet: “They won’t. They love us.” You (asleep): muffled cling noises
less bothered yay
my monthly prosciutto art is due
🥓 my token la squadra member got out of his fucking enclosure again
It's finally finished... Ibis Paint was literally begging me to stop.
Version without text + bonus of my selfship.
One day I might do a full list of my Ghiaccio headcanons.
we are the squadralings please feed us