#role reversal prompt

[galaxylover06]

Role reversal!

[cheatsylu]

The LU Gift exchange was so much fun!! From my giftee's prompts and favourite characters I decided on a role reversal of Mask and Warriors, where Warriors is the child hero and Time the older hero!

[bubba-draws]

Narilamb. Reversed roles

Took longer with this one bc i wanted to design a Bishop Lamb that looked cool

Buy me a ko-fi?

BONUS:

[maenecoon]

Role Reversal KP lives rent-free in my mind. Chay is like a cute idol (with a stage name) and Kim is a big fan who also happens to be a feral street fighter and thug for money. He has a body pillow and posters and whatnot. He glares into nothing at the public bus while listening to Chay's bubbly playlist on loop.

One day, Kinn mentions he suggested Kim as a plainclothes bodyguard for his mafia sugar daddy, sorry, for his mafia boyfriend's little brother's event at a local bar, and they pay well and it's one-off so Kim accepts it without thinking much about it.

When Porsche takes Kim to introduce him to his charge, the last thing Kim has been expecting to see is his favorite singer sitting in his dressing room, very much underdressed in a tiny satin robe and nothing else.

if you were the anon who's sent me role reversal kimchay stuff before, welcome back! <33 i love your ideas!

first of all kim with a BODY PILLOW is so fking hilarious, i can totally imagine that to be his fanboy thing (in lieu of a photo wall LOL). also the idea that he's such a grump listening to chay's bubblegum pop songs is so fking adorable, im loving the duality of that.

kinn having a mafia sugar daddy (porsche) was not on my bingo card but that would be so interesting! i think kinnporsche with this reversed dynamic would also be cool to see ngl, like how would they have met, why, etc. perhaps kinn works as porsche's bodyguard instead🤔🤔

chay underdressed in a robe tho..,, kim would be salivating. kudos to him for keeping his shit together. i think it helps that chay isn't the demure thing he portrays himself to be, but someone with a bit more bite. makes it easier to pull himself out of his fanboy delusions and focus on his job. (i say that, but if kim wants to fuck the attitude out of chay anyways,, then,,, then that's on kim!)

[whomeidontknowthem]

I have a fun whumpy short story idea 👀

Living weapon, infamous for killing and torturing at the empress' order with no hesitation, made to torture the grown up survivor of the first (and worst) massacre the living weapon did. (Which happened because they were captured and tortured and wanted to escape -- but this part of the context is not known by anyone, of course, the common conclusion is that they're a bloodthirsty monster simply because they are)

They're a reluctant whumper to whumpee (the survivor), faced with the atrocities they'd committed and the pain they'd caused, forced to torture the survivor for information about the rebellion they're part on, their superior monitoring their actions and punishing them for any possible transgression.

Perhaps they get redemption? Perhaps they help the survivor escape? Maybe the survivor learns the truth of the events and sees the living weapon as a human being instead of a monster?

Stick around to find out! (If you wanna be tagged, let me know)

I wonder if I should do it as only one bigger story, or a few smaller parts 🤔 Eh I'm gonna outsource the decision

[whumblr]

Whump dialogue #58

"Hm, aren't you the stoic one," Whumper mused as he circled Whumpee, unable to draw out a sliver of fear. He stopped right in front of them and looked them in the eye, making sure they’d catch the swiftest glance towards Caretaker.

"I wonder what I could do to make you fly at me in a fit of rage..."

[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.

[aberrantcreature]

Obikin Prompt .5

Role reversal AU, MasterKin and PadObi, Rako Hardeen incident. That is all.

[deadgirlwalking91]

Girlthoughts Lute prompt: After having been together for a little while, Lute has noticed Adam has been ducking her on certain days. Curious as to why, she follows him, finding out he's been secretly going to the gym really late. While his forms bad, he's able to pull much higher weight than her, and she gets an eye full of his body midworkout which she's never seen before, muscles and veins bulging in all the right spots.

Hey Anon,

Sorry it’s taken so long, but here you go ❤️ full fic can be found at the link below.

Stakeout

'She craned her neck to see the barbell, and almost let out a gasp at the amount of weight that he’d loaded it with. It was far beyond anything that she could ever dream of lifting; in fact, it had to be at least three times heavier than her record—which she considered to be pretty impressive.

Adam moved away from the bench and stood behind the weights, wiping his hands on his pants before bending at the knees and gripping the bar. Lute’s eyes flickered to his meaty forearms straight away, his muscles rippling and veins bulging beneath his olive skin. No amount of willpower could have stopped the shaky sigh that left her lips; for she’d only ever seen his arms tense like that in one very, very specific scenario before.

One that involved him gripping his headboard as she lay beneath him, feeling the weight of his body on top of hers.

“Oh, holy shit, Adam,” she murmured to herself, momentarily forgetting that she was supposed to be hidden. Suddenly, she felt warm. So warm and very flustered.'

[skyward-floored]

Me: okay I’m going to actually work on figuring out ideas for other whumptober days, I will succeed I will prevail—

Day 2: >:)

[hourcat]

pierre/charles and "Hot Single Parent and babysitter/nanny"

18. Hot Single Parent and babysitter/nanny

It's embarrassing, Charles thinks as he waits at the stoplight around the corner from his street, that he's on his way home now and not, you know, two and a half hours later than what he'd told the babysitter. He hadn’t even been out for more than an hour in the first place, including driving to the restaurant—

It’s the last time he lets Carlos set him up on a fucking date, so help him. You should stop using those single dad apps, he’d insisted while they were standing in line to pay for their cafeteria lunches, I know a guy.

And sure, Charles had been a little skeptical, especially because Carlos isn’t exactly known for his judgment around the office, but it’s been ages since he’s been out for real—Hervé is his life from the moment he wakes up to the moment he goes to sleep, and it’s been that way since he was born. There’d been no time for dating, or really anything that wasn’t his son.

But Carlos had been insistent that Charles would like this guy. He is fun, he’d promised, and Charles, because he’s terrible at saying no, had agreed.

Of course, that agreement had hinged upon his life-saving babysitter, Pierre, being available.

I'm going out tomorrow night, he'd texted after pulling into the preschool parking lot, are you around to watch Hervé for the night? Pierre, of course, because he is the most reliable babysitter Charles has ever known, is free—so it’d been set, and Charles had gone out after giving Pierre the usual walkthrough of the house even though they’ve done this plenty of times before. Pierre had smiled at him easily, nodded, promised that Hervé is in good hands (something Charles knows without even having to hear it from Pierre himself) and Charles had said I’ll be home by 11, you can use my card to buy whatever you like.

“Don’t worry, Charles,” Pierre had murmured, resting a comforting hand on his bicep. The warmth of his palm had seeped right through Charles’ dress shirt. “Go out and have fun.” His smile had gotten wider, then, and it’d only struck Charles there, moments before he was about to go out on his first date in over three years, that Pierre is handsome. Really, just—handsome is a tasteful way of putting it, which he’d begged himself to stick to because, again, date.

So Charles left. Drove to the restaurant that Carlos had texted him the address to.

And, half an hour in, he’d left. Max was—Charles is going to kill his coworker for this, making him think that it would be a good time. There’s no spark and Charles knew it the moment they’d sat down, but he’d tried to at least stick it out because, maybe he’s just rusty after all this time.

No. There’s no two ways around it, it is simply a bad date. Charles doesn’t even feel bad for excusing himself to the bathroom and then bolting because talking to drying paint would be more interesting than whatever had been happening between them.

He only remembers that he hadn’t actually told Pierre he was on his way home until now, though—five minutes away from his house, at the world’s longest red light. He grabs his phone to shoot off a quick omw back message only to realize, to his chagrin, that it’d died somewhere between the restaurant and here. Stupid Google Maps.

The light finally turns green, and Charles tries his damnedest not to speed the rest of the way back. He doesn’t care that he doesn’t have a romantic life right now. Hervé is the only thing that matters to him, really—he’s sure spending time making faces at his son and giggling with him over wooden puzzles would be a thousand times more interesting than whatever obnoxious commentary Max was trying to give about…shit, Charles doesn’t even remember. He’ll pay Pierre for the whole night anyway, because it’s only right, but…he just wants to be home. The sight of his driveway is a bigger relief than he could’ve possibly imagined. He all but tumbles out of the driver’s seat, locking his car haphazardly and practically skipping up his front steps to knock, once, on the door.

Wait, he realizes flatly, this is my house. He’s about to open the door himself when it swings backwards and…

There’s Pierre. The look on his face goes from at ease to surprised in a moment, and he shifts on his feet to balance Hervé on his hip, keeping him snugly held against him. “Charles,” he says, eyebrows high on his forehead. “I thought you were—on a date?” He steps aside and Charles enters his own house, entirely enchanted by the sight before him.

“Papa!” Hervé exclaims, reaching one arm out to grab for him. He doesn’t loosen his hold on Pierre, though. “Me ‘n Pear pizza!!” His face is so bright with joy, laughter twinkling in his eyes, and a lump forms in Charles’ throat at the sight of it: his whole world, babbling delightedly as the babysitter…is beaming his full attention right at him, both arms now keeping him carefully tucked close.

“Yeah, big man,” Pierre murmurs, and then turns to Charles, “I ordered pizza and thought you were, um, the guy.” He laughs softly, then shrugs. “It should be here any minute, now, so you two can—if you haven’t already eaten, I—”

“No,” Charles interrupts hastily, waving a hand. Pierre’s mouth closes, protest stopped. For a moment, he can only stare: Hervé with his cheek smushed on Pierre’s shoulder, Pierre’s hold so casual yet careful as they stand in the hall. His son is good with people, Charles knows, but this is different. The fondness rolling off of the babysitter in waves is different than anything Charles has ever felt before, even when he quirks his brows at the extended silence. Oh. “No, um, you should—you should stay for dinner, Pierre. It’s.” Why is he nervous? This is his babysitter he’s talking to, not some—some date he’s meeting for the first time. “I came back early, you should at least eat with us.”

Pierre’s eyes, already warm with affection for Hervé, light up even more at the invitation. “Are you sure?”

Charles is. “Yes, yes, of course.” He tilts his head towards the kitchenette. “I’ll pay you for the whole night, but you should at least stay for dinner. I—” he coughs. “I think Hervé would love that.”

“Pear, Pear!” Hervé exclaims in agreement. It only takes a few moments before Pierre is smiling hugely, nodding along. Charles feels like a whole ton has been lifted off his shoulders. He’s not entirely sure why.

[zsbrainrot]

I always draw Kazuki as the big spoon so I decided to switch it up!

Happy Buddy Daddies Friday!

@flufftober Day 13/Alt Prompt #6: Reverse the Roles.

[fandomtookoverlife]

Au where someone is trying to manipulate character A so they put a love charm on Character B

So the Manipulator knows A is in love with B so they put a charm on B to make them think they are in love with A and confess their feelings

The joy A feels at the prospect of their love being returned will have them so off guard/distracted they will be so much easier to subdue

M thinks they are absolutely brilliant! What could go wrong? A is going to be so enamoured and happy that the person they love loves them back they won’t even notice the trap they are walking into! B is under their spell so no worries there and there aren’t any other variables it’s fool proof!

Option #1

M sets their trap and sits back waiting for A to fall into it, only when it comes time it’s as though A is expecting it they completely side step it and counter it so that M is now at their mercy How did this happen! The Plan! How could A possibly have known?

The issue is that there is a critical fault in M’s plan they didn’t consider.

B loves A in return so when cursed!B confesses their fake feelings the curse is immediately undone by none other than true loves kiss rendering the curse completely useless

B immediately tells A everything: the plan, about M, all of it (B was subjected to a token villain monologue so they know about the trap) A is heartbroken now knowing it was all a lie

A goes to leave, angry, heartbroken, to take revenge on M for getting their hopes up, for ending their friendship bc now that B knows about A’s feelings they will leave, affronted and repulsed by A’s feelings

B is left confused and chasing after A, “what’s wrong? I know you’re angry but it’s ok, their plan fell through we are both safe, we know where they are going to be we can use this to our advantage! It’s a good thing! Why are you upset!”

A’s like “don’t you understand there is no we! M has ruined everything you’re going to leave me now, I would have never told you about my feelings I never wanted to because I couldn’t stand the thought of your rejection! Of you not loving me back! How are we supposed to move on from that! We can’t! I can’t!”

And then B gets to take A’s face in their hands, maybe kiss them, and say “of course I love you you idiot! How could I not love you? Don’t you see? Don’t you understand? You’re everything to me! Yes M is awful and we have to stop them, but I love you, I’ve dreamed of this moment for years, this is the best day of my life, tell me it’s yours too”

Cue happy ending and/or otp intensely making out in the middle of where ever they are standing

Option #2

M sets their trap and waits, only A never shows up? What is going on this was not apart of the plan!

What happened is that B was cursed and had no idea, one minute they are walking down the street the next they have the sudden urge to confess their feelings for A so they go do that

True loves kiss breaks the spell and B is left wondering where they got that sudden urge/confidence to finally confess but they quickly push that through to the side, after all it worked out so why question it?

Being so happy A and B change course abandoning their current path for a vacation to bask in their new love

Leaving M sitting, waiting and wondering where it all went wrong

[dotssu3]

ok but the other way around

[sandinthepipes]

You know what I wanna see? I want Crowley and aziraphale to start bickering, and at some point like Crowley, to make fun of the other, miracles himself with white hair and tan clothes and does a mocking impression of aziraphale. Or reverse.

Oof, it’d be so good

[entomolog-t]

My soul yearns for a ridiculous G/t scenario;

Picture this,

A superhero team/academy/school/association, take your pick, where two individuals are rivals to their core. Character A has the power to make themselves grow downright massive, while B can shrink things other than themselves. Since their powers negate one another's they naturally just can't stand one another. Both of them hate feeling small, and constantly have this pissing contest.

Like maybe after they finish a mission on a joint team, character A stays giant a little longer than necessary, looming over B. Annoyed, B shrinks them back, perhaps embarrassing them by shrinking them while they're holding something/someone. Just absolutely petty stuff.

It becomes this unspoken fight for power and both of them try to outwit the other. They both try to use whatever rules their counterparts powers have against them, desperate to look down on their rival.

But as the missions progress and they're forced to work together they learn to see eye to eye (pun intended). Like since character B can't shrink themselves, perhaps there's a scenario where they need someone small, and A is the perfect option since they can negate the shrinking if needed. A has to willingly let B shrink them. A is ready for B to be an ass about it, but they remain professional... and A finds themselves gaining maybe just a hint of respect for B.

Enemies to lovers maybe? Like the angst potential is mouthwatering. Two "Giants" with little man syndrome duking it out in a massive pissing contest?? Need.