#I’m not sorry for the Laios one it fits him too well

[lucraven]

These are so dumb

[elodieunderglass]

I am absolutely wild and feral over HDM (legit like, daemons fit SO well. I'm watching dunmeshi wondering where Laios' dog went) and super curious if you do plan a sequel or other fics following this AU??

(In reference to the His Dark Materials / Dungeon Meshi fusion fic)

thank you so much for this question I love this question god!!!! Thank you thank you thank you

God sorry about HDM being delayed, I’m going through hell over it at the moment. It’s meant to end a little after the dragon, then a timeskip epilogue, with special coding so that you can read it two different ways, depending on whether you want spoilers for the manga/season 2. (My idea is that you’ll click a button to reveal/hide it, and the spoiler-free epilogue will be like found poetry.)

Firstly, if you or anyone else would like to take the concepts/characters in His Delicious Materials forward for themselves, you must do this. You don’t need my permission (but I’d love a link! so I can read, scream, reblog, comment, link to it, etc. there is also the “inspired by” setting on ao3 so we can link works directly to HDM, forming a collection for anyone who reads one and wants more.) I don’t own any of it! We are all just having fun! YOU can be the sequel you want to see in the world! If your heart feels a way forward, then follow your heart!! A daemon AU is really about revealing character and I find them really inspiring, like adding a whole engine to a story idea.

If I were to write something to follow up, I do know what the sequel WOULD be! It would be a sort of Discworld novel about the slow social revolution occurring in the half-foots as a chain reaction to Bee settling as a weasel, all occurring behind Chilchuck’s oblivious and unhelpful back. Pushed into a sort of bottleneck of sparrow- and mouse-souls, and marginalised to the very edges of society, half-foots are precarious and endangered. Chilchuck is mostly eating a ham sandwich unhelpfully in the foreground, and at the end of the story looks back and sees to his bewilderment that his people have found a way forward (they don’t have a Shire or a Chosen One, but they do have a goddamn functional worker’s union and their own collective dignity.) kind of Discworld-commentary-comedy, kind of a loving argument with Tolkien, kind of Sharpe hostile-and-awkward-protagonist-POV-doesn’t-know-and-wouldn’t-believe-that-his-men-genuinely-love-him, kind of about the experience of parenting, and kind of gently warmly political BUT FUNNY so it would be ok. but feel it would be too much of a stretch of people’s patience and the original materials’s intentions to call it fanfic. Too many OCs needed to carry the weight, too little reference to the other Dungeon Meshi characters, almost too little “payoff” for what would be a full 70k word work. So maybe to let the story breathe, it would be better worked up as original fiction?

(Plus, that is actually an actual novel: if people write their own novels and manga about orc coffeeshops and dnd parties, I could just write my own too: wait but how do you know if you should?)

Anyway, that is an entirely separate kettle of weasels and my own cross to bear! If your heart cries out for a sequel the best way to manifest it in the world is to write it!

If you feel that A Weasel Heart In Defiance feels like it would scratch that itch, here is a bit that is mildly relevant to Dungeon Meshi, which is Chilchuck and Bee starting to work away from home while the girls were still small. You’ll probably see what I mean from it.

About seven of the village children, including his own three, had a snake in a wooden bucket. They didn't look up.

The reappearance of a random guy who functioned mostly as a postal service and occasionally shouted at them about bedtime - in a way that could be easily blanked out if something more interesting was happening - simply could not be expected to compete for attention with a snake in a bucket.

Chilchuck could recognise this on some level, but as his own children ignored him, he felt very hot and angry, in a way that he had never wanted to feel about children, especially his.

Bee, also rigidly pissed off, growled, "Easy, boss."

This was where Chilchuck did the only thing so far that he was proud of, in this day. He did not start shouting, even though his temper was going something like What the fuck, kids, but worse. He stopped, took a minute, and remembered he'd had this whole thing where he'd wanted his kids to love him. He rubbed his nose, said, "Remind me," and his daemon reminded him: "What do we want them to actually do?"

And he said, "The bare minimum fucking acknowledgement would be nice."

And Bee said, "Have we explained that to them? Do they know?"

So Chilchuck and Bee, hot and tired and cross and still on the job apparently, sat down on the ground with the kids and looked in the bucket. The snake, poor bastard, looked very limp and tired. Chilchuck could relate.

After a while, Chilchuck said, "Girls?"

Or more accurately, something like, "Girls! Girls. Meifleurpatti-I mean Puck-PUCK. Listen up. Mei! Fleur, I'm talking - thanks Fleur - Puck. (Ryeland, stop the baby.) PUCK. Mei, Fleur, Puck - PUCK, eyes on me - thanks, Ryeland - PUCK. EYES," which condensed in parent-speak to a single roar of "Girls!"

When he had them more or less listening, he remembered to set his voice to the more singsong cadence one used for children, instead off the deeper version of his natural voice that he used for shouting at the top of his abilities at tall people; making the choice to be patient and gentle, or at least pretend to be someone who was; and in this manner he said reasonably, "Now, your dad's been away for a very long time and missed you all very much. What do you say? What do you say when your dad comes home?"

Six children stared at him blankly, and the baby toppled gently into the bucket. He fished it out, stuck it sideways under his arm, allowed the snake to escape in the confusion, acknowledged someone's grievously injured finger, stopped Fleur from pinching, took out his pocket handkerchief and wiped Puck's nose in essentially one continuous motion.

To be completely fair, now that he'd let go of the initial anger, he could see that the kids had absolutely no idea what he'd wanted of them. Kids had practically no social instincts at the best of times. Chilchuck coming home was remarkable, sure, but beyond their influence; how were they supposed to react? What do you say to a comet? What do you say to a hailstorm? What do you say when daddy comes home?

He repeated the question, as the children had universally drawn blanks and devolved into staring vacantly.

"Good morning, Daddy!" A child chirped helpfully, setting off the rest in an automatic drone of "good morning, Daddy," in the strangely universal dreary tone of all children saying that.

"So close, Fernwise! Is it morning? What else do we think?"

Bee, fighting for order among the kit-daemons, was simultaneously washing Fleurtom's daemon, Pantoufle's, face; receiving a long rambling report of a grievance from three incoherent witnesses; and minding the baby's chick-daemon; up to her ears in parenting. She said, around a mouthful of Pan, "Speed it up, boss, you're losing them."

"Where are your spots, Daddy?" Pan asked him. He was in the form of a young ferret and scrabbled against his mother's grip on his scruff.

"My what?"

"Your freckles," Bee said grimly, and seeing he'd been temporarily disarmed - and being a valiant beast in her way - charged in to her human's defense, "Is that nice, Pan? We don't want to make people feel bad about their looks, do we?"

"Yes we do," said Fleur.

"Fleur! We've just - we haven't seen much of the sun, that's all," said Bee, taking charge, the best and most loyal soul a man could have. "They'll come back, and they're not spots."

"Mei has spots."

"Freckles."

"Grimbob has spots."

"Yes, and you shouldn't notice," Bee said. "Think of Grimbob's feelings."

"I do, I think he feels spotty."

"I'm thirsty," Puck said flatly.

"Stick to the point, kids," Chilchuck said, recovering from the fact that his usual face was apparently indistinguishable to children from Grimbob's, who had been taking puberty hard. This was surprisingly difficult to do.

Ryeland, a mildly bright spark who was older than the Chils girls, connected two dots and suddenly roared "WELCOME HOME DADDY," so six children all repeated that automatically, and Fleur added sunnily, "I missed you Daddy!"

And just as a very small piece of Chilchuck's heart was finally allowed to melt, she added, equally sunnily, "Mei didn't."

"I did a little," Meijack said vaguely.

"That's great kids, well done, we got there in the end," Chilchuck said. "Remember it for next time, okay? It makes Daddy feel better about his stupid life. Now, next time, let's remember that it's traditional to do a hug."

He realised his mistake instantly, as six children and their daemons all bore him - and the baby he'd forgotten he was holding - to the ground.

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[hog-farmer]

Chimera Laios

“Falin, look out!” Laios shouts as he lunges himself at his disoriented sister, shoving her out of the way of the red dragon’s maw. 

As she falls to the ground Laios feels the monster’s fangs pierce through his armor and forcefully dig themselves into his abdomen. Before he can even process the pain he’s hoisted high into the air as the dragon lifts its head. Disoriented and stunned, he gazes down at the scarred battlefield. The members of his party lay defeated and scattered among the fire and rubble.

“Run! Get everyone out of here!” Laios yells through the pain down to a horrified Falin. With a worried expression his sister hesitantly raises her staff as it begins to glow. 

The light it emits quickly becomes blinding, forcing Laios to look away. When it finally subsides and he can see again his companions have completely disappeared. The relief for their safety is short lived when the dragon’s rumbling reminds him of his current situation.

In the blink of an eye the dragon tosses Laios a short distance into the air and snaps its maw around his entire body. He lands against its tongue which quickly forces him back towards the monster’s throat. Laios tries to struggle and fight as best he can in his wounded state, but it's no use. The flesh around him is too smooth and damp to get any sort of grip and even if he could he’s too weak and sluggish to do anything useful. 

Plunged into darkness, the slick muscles constrict tightly around Laios as they work to drag him down. His breathing becomes shallower from the pressure and exhaustion, as well as the unforgiving heat of the dragon’s insides. Though he can’t see anything Laios feels his vision slowly fading, a different kind of darkness overtaking him as he lands in the dragon’s stomach and passes out.

Deep in his mind Laios can still feel the pain that radiates through his body. It's sharp and stings especially around his lungs and abdomen. Though it gradually begins to fade away, growing evermore numb till he cant feel anything anymore. He feels calm and lighter, like he could just drift away into the sky and never come back down. However, that drifting stops, like a weight has been placed on him to keep him in place. For a while Laios stays like this, suspended in a sea of emptiness. Weightless, but weighed down all at once. The only thing he can do is let his mind wonder, but even then there's not much he can think of at the moment. 

He’s not sure how long it's been but eventually he begins to hear something. It starts faint but quickly grows louder, sounding like hushed whispers of a tongue he can't understand. Eventually, through the echo of voices Laios feels something begin to forcefully drag him down. The immense pain he once felt flares up once more, but it quickly fades again, leaving a dull ache across his body. 

Through the darkness he feels light slowly return, encouraging him to open his eyes to the view of his sister. Her worried face looms above him with patches of dried blood smeared across it. Laios tries taking a breath to speak, but the air quickly catches on something in his throat, sending him into a coughing fit.

“Big brother!” He hears Falin cry above him. Her hands are instantly on his blood-soaked body, rolling him onto his side and gently rubbing his back. “That’s it, just cough it out,” she soothes as he hacks up the blood blocking his airway. When the last of it is gone and his breathing finally evens out he looks up through teary eyes at his sister.

“Fa…lin,” Laios hoarsely croaks before she tightly wraps her arms around him in a hug.

“I’m glad you’re safe,” she quietly sighs as her weight sinks into him. With slightly stiff limbs Laios reciprocates the gesture, holding her as best he can. After a moment Laios feels a chill run through him, making him notice his bare body and the cold cobblestone underneath him. “Oh! Sorry, let me go get you a blanket,” Falin rambles when she feels her brother shiver. 

She quickly retrieves one from her pack and before wrapping it around Laios she uses it to wipe away a majority of the blood from his face. While she fusses over him the other members of their party make their way over to join them. “Marcille, Chilchuck,” Laios weakly greets as he recognizes the half-elf and half-foot respectively.

“Hey Laios, how’re you feeling?” Marcille asks, though she herself looks pretty exhausted.

“He’s still a bit disoriented, but otherwise he seems alright,” Falin answers for him with a soft nod from her brother.

“Good to hear,” Chilchuck responds before looking back to introduce the newcomer among them. “This guy here’s Senshi, he’s been a big help on our journey.”

“Good to meet ya, Laios. I’ve heard a lot about you,” Senshi, the dwarf, kindly greets.

“Senshi,” Laios softly tries the name as he takes in the dwarf’s appearance. Like most dwarves he has a strong stocky build. A horned helm obscures most of his face, only revealing his eyes and nose. A long ruffled beard spills out from below it and covers a majority of his torso. As Laios stares his stomach lets out a gurgle that disrupts the quiet atmosphere.

“Sounds like a good time to start prepping a meal,” Falin comments with a light chuckle. With that she helps Laios stand on his slightly shaky legs till he’s steady.

“Let’s find a spot to wash up first,” Senshi suggests as he comes up behind the tall-man to help support him. “Then we can settle down nearby and get cooking.”

The rest of the group nod in agreement and gather their supplies to head out. Luckily they don’t have to search for long as they come across a hot bath area along a random corridor. It consists of only one room, so the party decided to take turns with the women going first. After some time they reemerge looking refreshed and pass the room off to the guys.

The interior has several fixtures along its walls that spout streams of hot water. A large tub sits at the center of everything with water gently flowing over its edges. The excess water congregates at various drains scattered around the floor. Small gaps along the top of the walls act as vents to mitigate the amount of steam held in the room.

When Laios enters he immediately heads for the bath in the center, discarding the blanket around his shoulders as he does so. As he sinks up to his shoulders the dried blood that was coating his body begins to dissolve. It darkens the liquid around him till the cycling water slowly turns it clear again. With the remaining blood on his head Laios takes breath and slips under the water’s surface. 

While he scrubs his face and hair Laios subtly feels the water be disturbed elsewhere. Carefully opening his eyes underwater reveals a burly leg has entered the tub a few feet away from him with another one following soon after. Laios watches as the muscular pair bend and submerge themselves further, bringing with them more of the man they’re attached to. Sturdy thighs lead up into round, firm glutes and a bulky torso. Dark wispy hairs are scattered across the lightly tanned flesh, mostly condensing around the man’s sizable member. 

Transfixed, Laios lets his mouth drift open, accidentally releasing the breath he’d been holding. Mindlessly, he tries breathing in again but the water around him immediately catches in his throat. The tall-man quickly resurfaces, sputtering and coughing to clear his airway.

“You doing alright there Laios?” Senshi asks as he finishes settling into the tub. 

“Yeah, sorry. I’m fine,” Laios hurriedly responds when he finally catches his breath. He bashfully tries to keep his eyes directed away from the dwarf but they futilely drift back towards him. 

His dense beard still obscures most of his upper torso, but a sliver of his firm chest and stomach can be seen from the side. Buff arms lay across the edge of the tub, matching his legs with a dusting of black hair across them. The thing that captivates Laios the most though is his face. Unobstructed by his helm, his features look sharper even while relaxed. Handsome and manly.

“Don’t take too long guys, we still gotta find a place for tonight,” Laios hears Chilchuck call out. Breaking his eyes away from Senshi reveals the half-foot is already done bathing. His hair’s still slightly damp as he finishes dressing and gathers his supplies.

As Chilchuck exits the room Laios turns around and sinks back down into the water with his nose just above its surface. His wandering eyes find their way back to Senshi, fixating on the dwarf once more. As he stares, a thought starts forming inside his head. Laios screws his eyes shut, embarrassed but wrestling with the idea of following through with it. Eventually he settles on a decision as he slips the rest of his head below the water’s surface.

Now underwater Laios is again presented with the bare, lower half of Senshi. He slowly drifts himself closer to the dwarf, careful to not disturb the water around him too much. After taking in the up-close view of the burly figure Laios tentatively rests his hand on one of Senshi’s calves. He feels the muscle tense under his touch but the other man doesn’t move or knock Laios away. Soon, the leg in his grasp relaxes, wordlessly encouraging Laios to venture further. 

His hand slowly glides upwards, passing over Senshi’s knee and settling on his inner thigh. Laios begins to gently knead the soft flesh before bringing his other hand up to mirror the action on the other thigh. While his hands are busy Laios watches as the dwarf’s member starts reacting to his touch. It flicks and twitches as it grows beyond the patch of hair around it to its full length. 

Without hesitation, Laios drifts his head closer to the now engorged appendage and gently wraps his lips around the head. He feels Senshi give a quick shudder underneath him, so Laios decides to go further. Taking more of the girthy cock into his mouth as his tongue rolls itself along its underside. He reaches down to its base, burying his nose into the hair surrounding it. 

After a few moments though, Laios begins to feel the stress on his lungs from staying underwater. He quickly releases the full member and pushes himself upwards to break the water. However, he resurfaces into a dense bramble of dark damp hair. Between that and the hot water his breaths feel strained and heavy.

Just before Laios can dive back under he feels the hair around him begin to lift. As it does so the air becomes easier to breathe and Laios can finally see without the dark strands obstructing his view. Though the first thing he manages to see is Senshi’s throbbing length as the dwarf perches himself on the edge of the tub. With a soft gaze, Senshi gently brings a hand to the back of Laios’ head and silently guides him back toward his member. 

With that little bit of encouragement Laios eagerly plunges back down, completely engulfing the dwarf’s cock once more. With his mouth now occupied and the hardy musk around him Laios feels his body completely go lax. He rests his head against Senshi’s thigh and lazily suckles on the engorged cock.

Senshi softly combs his hand through Laios’ hair, drawing out content hums from the relaxed tall-man. Their vibrations feel amazing on his member, causing it to pulse and twitch in excitement. 

Eventually, the sensations start to become overwhelming to Senshi as he feels his climax steadily approaching. As gently as he can Senshi starts to shallowly thrust his hips. Laios rolls his eyes back and lets out a deep muffled moan in response when he feels the dwarf begin to pleasure himself with his mouth.

This finally pushes Senshi over the edge, causing him to roughly force Laios all the way down his cock. Laios feels the head of Senshi’s member hit the back of his throat as pulse after pulse of seed is forced down it. As his climax subsides, Senshi gradually releases Laios’ head from his grasp. With slightly watery eyes the tall-man slowly pulls away from the member with a couple strands of saliva still connecting him to it.

With a soft, breathless ‘thank you’ from Senshi the pair silently return to cleaning themselves up. Afterwards, Senshi puts back on his clothes and armor and Laios dresses in an extra pair of his sleepwear that Falin luckily had on hand. Once they’re done they rejoin their waiting party members and head out in search of a safe place to rest. They investigated several buildings before choosing a house that had very few points of entry.

From there the gang started their usual routine for preparing a meal and settling in for the night. Since Laios wasn’t sure how or where to help he mostly followed along with what his sister was doing. All the while though, Laios would find his gaze wandering over to whatever Senshi was doing. Watching as the dwarf prepared a meal using meat from the dragon and whatever else they had on hand. 

Eventually, they all settled down around a table with various dishes spread across it. A pizza bread topped with onions, a seasoned roast of red dragon meat, and a soup made using the dragon’s tail. It all looked so delicious that Laios didn’t know where to start. Though it seems he doesn’t have to decide when Senshi hands him a plate with a slice of pizza topped with a few pieces of dragon meat. Realizing his gnawing hunger, Laios hastily takes a large bite out of the slice.

“This is delicious!” Laios excitedly declares once he finishes swallowing his bite.

“Glad ya like it,” Senshi replies with a light chuckle. “Take your revenge on that dragon,” he adds as he sets a bowl full of the soup beside Laios’ plate. 

Everyone else begins to dig into their meals as well, with their chewing occasionally interrupted by light conversation. Most of what they talk about is catching Laios up on what he’s missed, mainly the monsters they’ve encountered on their way down to this level of the dungeon.

“So you guys have been eating monsters like this the entire time!? Which ones did you like? What tasted the best? What’s the craziest thing you’ve eaten so far?” Laios enthusiastically rambles.

“Well, I really liked how basilisk tasted, but I think living armor was probably the strangest,” Falin responds after pondering for a second.

“You ate living armor! How’d you do that?” Laios loudly asks, completely astounded.

“Turns out they’re actually comprised of a mollusk colony, they use the armor as their shell,” Marcille joins in with an answer.

“That’s so cool!” Laios comments with amazement in his eyes.

The rest of the meal played out the same, with Laios excessively prodding the others for more information about the monsters they faced. Once all the food was finished up they cleared the table and cleaned their supplies. Afterward, everyone selected a bed upstairs and turned in for the night. As Laios settles down on the plush surface he feels his exhaustion from today’s events finally hit him. Closing his eyes allows a peaceful sleep to finally overtake him.

—-

A couple hours later, Laios suddenly awakens with a silent startle. He sits up in his bed and tries to look around for what would’ve woken him up, but his gaze fixates on the only window of the room. Without his input Laios feels his body get up and slowly meander its way towards it. When he reaches its ledge he mentally tries to pull back but his body continues forward. 

In an instant Laios finds himself landing on the cobbled street below, though surprisingly with no pain from the fall. Again, his body continues moving on its own accord. It feels like aimless wandering, but his body seems to know where it’s going when he stumbles upon the corpse of the red dragon.

“Oh, there you are,” calls a chilling voice that cuts through the dead silence of the night. Turning towards its source reveals an elf standing before the dragon’s head. His tanned skin greatly contrasts his very pale and neatly braided hair.

“Why do you look like that?” The elf continues with a monotone question. “I thought I gave you a mission to search for his majesty. I do not recall allowing you to rest,” he adds as he turns his piercing gaze on Laios.

From beneath his short cloak the elf produces a very ornate and gilded book. It floats in front of him and opens on its own, rapidly flipping through seemingly endless pages. As he reads an incantation his voice echoes throughout, seemingly coming from everywhere around them.

Behind the elf the dragon’s body begins to melt. Its flesh oozes and falls off its skeleton in chunks, condensing in a large puddle of blood below it. 

As Laios watches he feels a sharp pain start to radiate through his head. In response, his hands come up to clutch it as his legs start stiffly moving on their own again. They take him towards the dragon’s melting remains, stepping his bare feet into its pooling blood. Once he stops in the center of its ribs Laios collapses to his knees. He stays there for what feels like forever, curled in on himself as he writhes through the head splitting pain.

“Laios!” the tall-man hears his sister shout from a distance. When he tries to look up she’s suddenly kneeling beside him with a very concerned expression. She begins to ask him what’s wrong, but she’s interrupted by the elven mage from earlier. He stares down at her with a cold expression, calling her a thief and an intruder. 

Just as he’s about to reach out and grab Falin an explosion fires off overhead, splattering one of the dragon's ribs. Marcille and the others stand behind them, the half-elf has her staff raised ready to fire off another spell.

“C’mon, let’s go,” Falin tries encouraging her brother while the mage is distracted with the rest of their party. With all the commotion going on and the paralyzing pain Laios involuntarily lashes out in response.

“Get away!” Laios blindly yells as he shoves his sister away. The force behind it was unnaturally greater than normal, knocking Falin unconscious and sending her across the street towards their companions.

After that the mage brandishes his spellbook again. Like before its countless pages fly from one end to the other as his voice echoes off every stone and down every alley. The blood pooling around him bubbles and boils in several spots before small wyvern-like creatures begin to form and rise from it.

“Devour them!” The mage angrily shouts as the tiny wyverns take to the air and swarm above the party. They rapidly descend and attack with their razor sharp fangs and claws, landing a few shallow slashes on each of the adventurers.

The team’s still conscious magic-user manages to handle them though, dispelling each one by overwriting the spell that created them. When the last of the draconic monsters are defeated the mage moves on to his next  idea. Focusing on the ground around the party he forces a small chasm to open up directly under them, sending them into the dark depths below. With the intruders handled the mage directs his focus back onto a still struggling Laios.

“Hey dragon,” the elf’s call makes Laios freeze as he slowly turns his attention towards him. “That must be inconvenient, let me change your form for you,” he continued with a slow wave of his hand.

The blood surrounding Laios begins to boil, like it did moments ago with the wyverns. The viscous liquid unnaturally begins creeping up his body, completely covering his legs and trailing further up his torso. A numbness overtakes his legs as the blood beneath him begins to form a growing mound around them. Laios feels the mass begin to prop him as more and more of the coagulating liquid amasses underneath him.

“Now, do as you’ve been ordered to,” the elven mage coldly commands.

“Yes…” Laios breathlessly agrees as he feels the blood creep up towards his face. 

With that, the mage curtly turns around and begins to walk away. The streets and buildings warp and shift out of his way to give him a direct path, but quickly return to how they were once he’s far enough away. Now alone, Laios feels the pain that's raging through his body begin to settle in. He slumps forward and lands face first on the bloodied stone below. As his mind begins to fade out Laios feels the blood that’s crawling across his face begin to cloud over his eyes. His vision is slowly tinted with red till black overtakes everything and he falls unconscious. 

—

After a while Laios’ groggy eyes blink open as he’s stirred awake. His neck is stiff and his head feels heavy as he tries to look out at his surroundings. He’s still in the middle of the street where he passed out, though a few of the buildings seem to have shifted around him.

Propping himself up on his arms Laios tries pushing himself back up into a kneeling position. His balance is immediately offset though when he’s thrown up higher than anticipated. Overcorrecting almost sends his face crashing down into the cobblestone again, but he manages to extend his arms in time to catch himself. After a pause Laios tries to bring himself upright again, though slower this time to acclimate to the unnatural height. 

Looking downward reveals the reason for his thrown off balance. Where his normal legs once were are now a folded pair of those of a giant canine, far larger than a dire-wolf. They’re coated in light gray fur that comes up to Laios’ waist and tapers off into his torso. 

As his eyes trail up his body he notices more fur centered on his chest and lightly scattered down his arms. The nails on his fingers have become black talons, long and sharp. Laios turns his head to see the fur continue down his back and trial into the lower torso of a dragon. It’s slightly smaller, though proportional, to that of a red dragon, along with its scarlet colored scales matching perfectly. 

Laios tries to move the new, unsteady limbs of his altered form, attempting to stand with them. It’s a little uncoordinated at first, but eventually he manages to get himself upright. When Laios slowly starts to hobble down the street he tries to recall what happened earlier. Every memory in his head feels incredibly fuzzy, but one thing immediately snaps to the forefront of his mind.

“I must find Lord Delgal,” Laios absentmindedly drones as he proceeds to lumber his enormous, amalgamated body down the alleyway.

From there Laios wandered throughout the desolate fifth floor of the dungeon. He’d roam up and down the labyrinth of countless streets, peering down every alley and into the buildings set up along them. In one of them Laios managed to catch a reflection of his face. Two sets of short horns, like those of the red dragon, now protrude from his head. His canine teeth are much sharper, with a second set behind each of them and the pupils of his eyes are now slitted. 

Time absently passed in a blur, with every new corner he’d turn down looking as indecipherable as the last. Despite the creeping feeling of exhaustion dragging on him, the words of his mission tirelessly run through Laios’ head.

‘Find… Lord… Delgal…’

‘Find… Lord… Delgal…’

‘Find… Lord… Delgal…’

‘Find…’ *Guuuurrrrgle* ‘…Food…’

That new thought causes Laios’ mind to pause. His mission still pounds incessantly in his head, but it’s steadily being overshadowed by this new thought. The two ideas fight for dominance in his head, sporadically flipping back and forth what he’s looking for. Eventually one of them comes out on top as the other is finally pushed out of his mind.

“Must… find… Food,” Laios deeply groans as the roaring hunger in his stomach takes control of him.

With renewed effort Laios wanders and searches the town much more vigorously. Hastily looking high and low, in every nook and cranny that’d show any sign of something to eat. Eventually, a scent catches his nose’s attention. It’s faint, but Laios can vaguely tell it’s some kind of meat being cooked nearby. He desperately follows its trail, navigating his way through the town as best as he can. 

When his search brings him up to the rooftops Laios notices something in the distance. It’s hard to see through the darkness of the town, but there’s smoke rising from between a set of buildings. Now with a target Laios recklessly jumps from one building to the next. With every leap he takes his claws tear through chunks of roof tiles and any of the surrounding stone.

As Laios approaches he starts to hear noises, a mixture of shouts and screech-like cackling. When a small courtyard-like clearing comes into view Laios can now place where the noises are coming from. A flock of harpies are attacking and terrorizing a large group of adventurers. 

Starvation drives Laios’ instinct to target whatever being is closest and leap towards them. He manages to crash down on two unsuspecting harpies, crushing one of them under the weight of his front leg while he grapples another in his arms. It struggles and wails in his grasp, but Laios swiftly silences it by tearing out its throat with his teeth. Blood runs down his chin as the harpie’s body 

shallowly spasms and twitches till its limbs eventually fall limp and its eyes gloss over. Laios takes several more bites, chewing and swallowing chunks of flesh. Its flavor is unappealing but his gnawing hunger doesn’t care.

“Laios!”

A shout draws his attention from his meal on hand. Turning towards its source reveals a distraught and vaguely familiar woman calling out his name. The people directly next to her look familiar as well, though his mind can’t completely recognize who any of them are. With a quick whiff of the air the scent he’d been following earlier immediately hits him. Of that small group Laios pinpoints its source to the tray that the short shaggy-looking one is holding. There’s not much to it, just a piece of fish, a couple of rice balls and some sauces, but the scent of it is all his mind can focus on.

“Food…” Laios moans under his breath. He absentmindedly makes his way towards the alluring food, tossing the limp harpies aside as he jumps from the rooftop to the ground below. 

Before Laios can take a step forward several other adventures advance towards him with their weapons drawn. They stab and swing at him with swords and axes, leaving shallow slashes scattered across his lower body. Every hit enrages Laios, causing him to lash out with brutal force. Swinging his heavy tail around sends a couple of them flying and anyone else attacking him has their neck snapped in his grasp or head crushed under one of his feet.

A sudden onslaught of electricity causes Laios to stagger. All over his skin tingles and his muscles tighten and twitch, but he forces his body to power through it and face the magic-user that casted that spell. With his anger and frustration boiling over Laios feels a burning heat rising up within him. Following that feeling Laios takes in a big inhale before spewing a pillar of flames from his mouth. He pivots his head and spreads the flames across the courtyard, scorching everything.

After a moment, Laios’ fire starts to die down as exhaust begins to set in. Residual flames lay scattered across the ground, along with the bodies of various adventurers. The small group Laios recognized and a couple other people survived though, having shielded themselves with magic. 

With how tired and sore he felt Laios was desperate to flee from the situation, but not without that plate of food. In a last ditch effort Laios recklessly charged at the small group. As he stomps up to and over them he grabs the plate as he passes. Now with the food secured in hand Laios leaps back up to the roof. He stumbles for a moment to find his footing on the rickety tiles, but eventually he manages to steady himself and run away across the rooftops. 

Laios practically reaches the other side of the dungeon floor before he deems it a safe distance to relax and let his body rest. His lower torso slumps to the ground with a heavy thud as his legs fold into a resting position. As his breathing finally catches up with him Laios directs his attention to the plate of food he’d managed to snag. Miraculously, none of its contents were lost in his manic escape, but there’s something new he wasn’t expecting. 

Curled around the edges of the plate are a pair of stocky hands. Confused by this addition, Laios slowly raises the plate higher to reveal that the dwarf from earlier was still holding the plate. They share a surprised wide-eye look with each other, at least until Laios feels a possessive growl start to rise up in his throat. This snaps the dwarf out of his shock, causing him to finally release the plate and drop down to the ground. Before the dwarf can collect himself and run away Laios gently pins him under one of his front legs, mostly using its weight and size to keep him in place. 

Having handled that for the moment Laios redirects his focus back to the food in hand. Without hesitation he ravenously shovels every piece on the plate into his mouth. It tastes wonderful, but the satisfaction is short lived when Laios realizes how little food that was. Frustrated, he angrily tosses the plate aside as his hunger cries out again with a loud rumble.

“Are ya hungry? Is that what this is all about?” Senshi questions out loud, reminding Laios of his presence. The chimera-man leans his upper torso downward to investigate the dwarf closer. He vaguely smells the previous meal on the man, as well as several other scents that pique his interest.

“More food?” Laios curiously asks as his hands scramble over the dwarf, searching for where the smells are coming from.

“I’ve got some food in my pack, just let me up and I’ll whip up a meal for ya,” Senshi offers. 

The prospect of more delicious food immediately has Laios’ interest. He eagerly picks the dwarf up from under his foot and sets him down to let him work. Senshi proceeds to unpack his supplies, setting out the utensils he’ll need. Most of the ingredients he has on hand are leftovers from the dryads and the cockatrice, plus a few harpy eggs he managed to find earlier. After a second to think it over, Senshi decides to cook up the eggs and remaining meat and toss whatever vegetables he has left into a stew.

While Senshi busies himself with meal prep, Laios fidgets impatiently as he waits for his food to be ready. He hovers and trails behind the dwarf as he watches over everything he does. Eventually, the alluring scents of the cooking food start to put Laios at ease, encouraging the chimera-man to sit and wait.

“And it’s ready,” Senshi declares as he sets down a platter of roasted cockatrice meat next to his pan that’s filled with a vegetable stew. 

Laios almost stumbles over himself as he excitedly approaches the delectable food that’s been laid out. He scarfs down piece after piece of the seasoned meat, savoring each one’s taste before moving onto the next one. When that’s all gone Laios moves onto the stew. Lifting the entire pan towards his face and gulping down the whole thing in a matter of minutes.

With a satisfied sigh Laios lets the now empty pan clatter to the floor. His roaring hunger finally feels placated, though Laios doesn’t feel anywhere near full.

“How was that Laios? Feel better?” Senshi asks as he pats the upper portion of his front left leg.

“Hmm… good,” Laios replies with a content hum.

*Guuuurrrrgle*

“Still hungry…” he mutters when his stomach lets out a low resonating rumble.

“Well, that was most of the rations I had on hand. I had a hunch it wouldn’t be enough given your size,” Senshi comments as he cleans and packs up his supplies. “Let’s head out and gather some more to satiate that hunger of yours,” he concludes as he slings his pack over his shoulders.

Laios eagerly nods in agreement before bending his upper torso downward to grab Senshi under his arms and pick him up. He lifts the dwarf over onto his back, just in front of where his wings sprout from. When Senshi has himself securely seated Laios sets off to search the dungeon for something to eat. 

The pair wander the eerie streets for a little while till they stumble across the entrance to the next floor of the dungeon. Venturing downward leads them to a network of underground waterways and tunnels. Laios aimlessly strolls through them till his senses alert him to something nearby. 

Following the trail leads them to a very lush cavern with barometz plants scattered throughout. As Laios curiously approaches one he freezes as he notices a pack of several dire-wolves begin to lurk into view. A fight quickly ensues as the pack and Laios try to take each other down. The wolves aim their attacks at Laios’ legs and back, but his tough scales and thick skin prevent anything more than a few shallow bites and scratches. His attacks prove far better, the strength behind every swing of his tail and talons is enough to break bones and leave fatal gashes.

The battered wolves eventually retreat, leaving those too harshly wounded and the dead behind. From there Senshi and Laios round up the defeated wolves along with a few ripe barometz fruits and any wild herbs around to get a meal started. Senshi handled most of the preparations, but Laios helped where he could. 

Eventually they have several full roasts made up and ready to be eaten, which Laios eagerly dives into. While Senshi dishes and eats a plate for himself, the chimera-man scarfs down and picks clean every single roast. The dwarf feels a bit of pride and satisfaction swell up inside him as he watches someone so thoroughly enjoying his cooking.

When Laios polishes off the last of the roasts he slumps to the ground, exhausted but finally feeling full. The underbelly of his lower torso looks round and distended due to the sheer volume of food he’s packed inside. 

“There, bet that’s better,” Senshi cheerfully comments as he gently rubs the side of Laios’ lower abdomen. The soft touch feels soothing to his strained stomach, encouraging the chimera-man to doze off and peacefully rest after his excessive meal.

—-

From that point onwards the pair would continue traversing the dungeon together. They mainly stuck to the lower floors, since the mana there could best sustain Laios’ monstrous form. 

Their lives became a constant cycle. After resting for a couple of hours Laios would undoubtedly wake up famished, so he and Senshi would search and hunt down their next meal. Laios would handle any fighting required while Senshi scavenged and harvested whatever he could find. The dwarf also managed nearly all of the cooking as well with Laios helping with easier tasks or anything that may have required his greater strength.

When each meal was all set and ready Laios wouldn’t waste a second diving into it. Entire buffets worth of food would disappear in a matter of minutes down his greedy gullet. He’d completely stuff himself with everything in sight, leaving no scraps or crumbs behind. After finishing off his meal Laios would promptly fall asleep, letting his exhausted body digest the exorbitant amount of food he’d just consumed. When he next woke up they’d do it all over again. Hunt, cook, eat, sleep, repeat.

This kind of lifestyle does have its consequences though. While Laios has the size and voracious appetite of a red dragon he does not have its slower digestion and metabolism. Normally a red dragon would sleep for roughly a month between meals, but Laios has been consuming large quantities of food two to three times a day.

The changes to his upper torso were the most prominent in the beginning. His abdomen and arms become rounded and bulkier under a soft layer of fat. Laios’ lower torso and limbs experienced the same effect, though it was harder to tell at first under all that fur, scales, and feathers. 

Every self-indulgent meal would pile more weight onto the man’s monstrous frame. The belly of his lower torso quickly grew to brush against ground, even on an empty stomach. The legs surrounding it had to adopt a wider stance in order to accommodate it while the legs themselves became encumbered with their own thick layer of fat. Surprisingly, Laios’ tail became a place for fat to easily pile onto, growing overly rounded and puffy. Given the sheer weight of it Laios found it easier to let the limb just rest on the ground and be dragged behind him.

Laios’ humanoid portion also grew quite rapidly. A soft boulder-like belly developed to hang heavily from his torso. His fuzzy chest also filled out significantly, topping his prominent belly with two doughy mounds. His arms fattened up disproportionately with much more weight settling in their upper halves, greatly restricting their range of movement.

As Laios grew he had to adapt and change the way he took down other monsters. While he still had great strength he wasn’t able to use that advantage as dexterously as before. He couldn’t put as much force behind any of his strikes, but he could still crush anything he could get close to. Any sense of speed or stealth he may have had before were lost due to his greater weight. All together, his physical capabilities suffered and diminished as his weight rose and the effort to move his limbs progressively became too much for his body to bear.

Reaching the point of immobility would see Laios’ scaled underbelly spilling out from underneath him on all sides. Billowing draconic and canine legs rest flush against it with no hope of being able to lift themselves away from it under their own power. His titanic tail has broadened in size, taking on a more oblong shape as it lays motionless behind him. Bulky rings of adipose rise up into the wide doughy belly and hips of Laios’ human torso. His chest has become more shapeless and flabby, widening into his side rolls that are crushed under his equally large chunky arms. Any glimpse of a neck or jawline is hidden under a puffy ring of fat that's topped with overly chubby cheeks that force Laios’ eyes to slightly squint and his mouth to pucker.

“Hrrmph! C’mon Laios, you can do it,” Senshi encouraged as he tried to lift one of Laios’ enormous rear legs. Though the effort was obviously futile it was mainly an attempt to coax the over-encumbered chimera-man into a standing position. The prodding does motivate Laios into trying, but he doesn’t manage to raise himself more than a couple inches before his gigantic body slams back down to the ground with a resounding thud. 

“*Huff* *Huff* Too… tired,” Laios groans, exhausted at the monumental effort it took to move that little. 

*Guuuurrrrgle*

“Hungry…” Laios whines when he feels his stomach desperately cry out for food. He pitifully tries moving his body again, but only succeeds in frustratingly wobbling his soft malleable flesh.

“Ok, ok,” Senshi soothes as he comes around to Laios’ front to speak. “I’ll see what I can find nearby to try and rustle up something for ya. I’ll be right back,” he suggests as he gathers his equipment for a quick solo escapade.  

Left alone with nothing but his gnawing hunger Laios impatiently waits for his companion to return. After a while the chimera-man feels his eyes begin to grow tired and droop. Deciding to go along with it, Laios lets himself drift asleep in hopes that when he next wakes up there’ll be a delicious meal waiting for him.

—

“My, what a peculiar little morsel.” 

Laios hears a soft voice coax him awake, or rather into awareness as he feels like he’s dreaming. Opening his eyes to an empty white void, Laios is greeted to the sight of a golden-yellow lion with wings. It stands before him with an inquisitive look that feels like it goes right through Laios. The sight of another creature spurs the chimera-man with the thought of devouring it, but even here in his mind Laios feels too lethargic and weighed down to move.

“So hungry…” Laios mutters to himself with weak frustration.

“Ha, quite the gluttonous one, aren’t you?” the winged lion softly comments with a chuckle as he delicately drags one of his claws against the surface of Laios’ protruding underbelly. “Though I guess I can sympathize with that plight,” he adds with a wistful expression.

*Guuuurrrrgle*

“Need…Food…” Laios moans out loud as his hunger continues to plague him even in his dreams.

“How about this,” the lion begins, garnering Laios’ attention. “I find your situation to be very intriguing, so I’ll help you cultivate this desire of yours as best I can,” he offers.

“You’ll bring food?” Laios asks, fixated on the prospect of something to eat.

“Oh yes. Monsters of all shapes and sizes will be drawn to you, passive and ready to be devoured,” the lion pitches, dramatically emphasizing the final word. “So what do you say? Do we have a deal?” he asks with a crazed look in his eyes.

“...yes…”

—

After a couple hours of fruitless searching Senshi decides it best to make his way back to Laios.  As he retraces his path Senshi expects to find the immobile chimera-man laying in wait, but the sight he stumbles upon is more than he could’ve imagined. 

Laios himself has not moved, still anchored in place by his own titanic weight, but it's everything else around him that's a spectacle. Various kinds of monsters lay scattered around him, ranging from simple walking mushrooms to gigantic draconic beasts. Senshi cautiously winds his way through the crowd of monsters, noticing that they all appear to be alive, just in a mindless, trance-like state. 

As the dwarf approaches Laios he sees that the vines of a flowering plant have trailed themselves across the obese chimera-man’s body. Senshi briefly tests their strength before he starts using them as leverage to climb up Laios’ immense figure. As he makes his way upwards Senshi notices the flowers excessively leak an alluringly-sweet nectar from their centers. Eventually he makes it over the crest of Laios’ mountainous belly, allowing him to come face to face with the gluttonous chimera. Laios himself almost doesn’t notice the dwarf crawling up to his billowing chest, too engrossed in the mind-numbing flavor of the nectar he’s suckling from one of the vine’s flowers.

“Now what did you get up to while I was gone? Senshi inquired, slightly amused at the situation.

“Mmm… hungry,” Laios mutters a non-answer between gulps of sweet nectar.

“Ha, well, let me go whip something up for ya. I’m sure we got enough on hand,” Senshi cheekily comments as he turns to look out at the crowd of passive monsters. With that Senshi backs up and begins his descent to go get a meal started for his ever-famished companion.

---

Honestly really love this anime, the characters are great and it so easily opens itself up for weight gain and feederism. Obviously Laios and Senshi are my favorites, so don't be surprised if I do another story involving those two. I think I'd wanna make it a shorter rapid weight gain though, cause while I enjoyed writing this I will admit it feels a little lopsided with the actually fattening parts happening quick and towards the end.

Anywho, hope you all enjoyed, thank you for reading, and I hope to have another story around soon.

[fumifooms]

Marchil crumbs part 7

Part 1 - Part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6

They made bonus illustrations for the Blu-ray. Idk what to make of this

Kui don’t do this to me…….. The placement <3

1) Trigger please elaborate. Speak on that. Huh. In the other Bluray illustrations with duos the characters aren’t blushing like this…?? This sure is a choice. Very normal. No tension in the air.

2) Those were assorted fullbodies she did for advertisements for a Dunmeshi cafe event in Shibuya, that she then put in the Complete Adventurer’s Bible… They line up so well that it looks like they’re interacting together it’s so cute.

Chilchuck having torrid tension with Marcille’s crepe Do you think Chilchuck was in Marcille’s shot behind/besides her food… Is he looking at her like that because he’s being sassy about having to wait on her, or is he using his watch as an excuse to steal glances at her… Did Marcille call out to him to be like "hey get in the shot!!" and get pics of their coffeeshop date out in town…

Cooking soap together for the fate of Senshi’s beard

I could have SWORN I’ve talked about this page below in the crumbs post before but apparently not. Ok so first of all this is peak them strategizing together. They seek each other out to plan out their next move- And this is soon after she did ancient magic! It’s after Chilchuck’s most important character moment, where he admits that he cares about the party and things aren’t purely professional, so that helps him move on from keeping her at arm’s length due to the very illegal scary thing she did I think, but besides that! This still shows a very strong bond of trust and respect between the two, that he values her input even still. Also supported in this chapter by how he felt the need to keep tabs on Laios and Senshi to not get them all killed but Marcille letting it slip about what she did or anything didn’t even enter his mind as I went over in part 2.

Okok but more in depth… I’m spoiling a future analysis of mine with this too but remember this panel? And who might be the personalization itself of projecting gentlemanly, heroic good will while having hidden/manipulative intentions? I’ve never known what to make of Kabru smiling at her and more importantly her blushing at him here… Until I realized that he really fits her ideal type from what we can extrapolate: He looks rather feminine and is seemingly very gallant/gentlemanly, very charismatic, and was raised by elves so has a grasp on etiquette. And yet, she only gives his smile a passing glance before going back to strategizing with Chilchuck— Because unlike what her reputation as someone frivolous who idealizes and romanticizes anything like in her storybooks, she can put rationality above aesthetics. Because she values Chilchuck and his input much more than she ever would a pretty face alone, the aesthetic of a prince charming. Because she knows he was right, at least partly, and knows where her actual allies lie. She doesn’t waver, and she chooses Chilchuck. A part of her arc is to judge by acts more than looks, and this is very much a part of it I think, Chilchuck cares and wants to help much more than someone who might look kinder or more welcoming.

Ehem sorry for going off Now that I reread the full scene this might be one of my fave marchil moments as weird as that might be… Chilchuck seeing her hesitance and explaining to her what’s going on without being prompted, sticking together out of everyone on the battlefield, them so easily slipping into strategizing with each other without the rest of the group. I never noticed the whole comedy of corpses falling around them and them keeping talking together lol.

Ok so merch wise they’re making hair clips! And there are 4 sets of two, it’s always Marcille with a different hairstyle and a different party member (for one of the four sets the other is a walking mushroom). Here’s the Marcille & Chil one! You can now have them in your hair yippee

I never put this one in a crumbs part but it’s funny so might as well, for as much as they care for each other and Marcille’s been shown to be very worried for & careful with Chilchuck the dainty rogue™️ the second he becomes a tallman without his cute face suddenly it’s FREE GAME. Their bestieship is so strong for them to be able to brush this incident right off and strategize like they’re close knit so soon after this lol.

Love a duo that will just trip onto their face in the same page. Cringefail.

Matching frog skin fits yayyyy!! <3 (Also stop making him look at her in ads I’ll die)

STOP ITTTTT

I had always assumed in the ‘feeding liver to Marcille’ part that Laios was always the one feeding her because the hands and speech bubbles aren’t clear in the manga scene, but the anime makes it clear that everyone does it after the other. So here’s Chil’s turn. Asking after if she liked it and encouraging to eat more is cute too. There’s also obviously how panicked he is to see her in danger earlier in the ep, but idk if I already showed that manga panel in an earlier comp

And woohoo the anime made this interaction between them even more sus!! Why. Why are you looking at each other like that. Stop people could misunderstand

Protecting her from the monster food

Thank you for the food episode 10. Made me notice a healing/caing moment I’d never paid attention to before!

"Huh your hands seem okay" ARE YOU SURE… They’re so cute when they team up together oml, hassling Senshi instead of each other lmaoo. Love how they made her look at him all happy

I wish I could put the screenshots for the whole sequence here but. How to hook and reel in your Chilchuck.

In chapter 97 cover they took the seats facing each other this time again <3 Like in the golden kingdom. It’s a recurring thing. Seemingly he’s looking at Falin so involved in the same conversation at her? :> Oh it’d be cute if he was the one who made her laugh sob, he looks like he just cracked a wise joke.

Today’s healing touch

Dude you are going to die let her go

They changed the gesture Marcille did to chide Chil here, instead of having her hand on his shoulder and tapping his head she gives him an elbow nudge. Idm the change this is so cute too. Also Chil extending her his sympathies

Not a crumb tbh but the way this was his POV during the Marcille vs Thistle fight is hilarious to me. No wonder he thought she was bonkers

Not the way these quote keychains are set up… Every protagonist has their own EXCEPT Chil’s who includes Marcille, and it’s one of my fav marchil moments I looove being validated that this scene is important

And to finish it up, the manga scene of this exchange in the anime that really stole my heart. They’re so fond of each other aw. Teasing on the job is free, her expression here is so cute, rare reversal of their roles in the dynamic

More crumbs soon! Not many in here yet (edit: at the time of first posting) but I was dying to post it with the modern cutouts art (I have so much fanart planned based on it hehe) but then the bluray illustration came out and fucking one hit KOd me. I am not that strong. I am only human.

They didn’t blush here in the manga guysss

[drawingsobad]

DAY 11 OF DRAWING SO BAD

I. I’m so sorry for this one everybody. Senshi looks cracked the fuck out. I can’t even look at him it’s too funny. My pen wasn’t behaving today and kept jumping around so a lot of the lines are like wiggly? Idk. It was annoying.

I desperately need a pencil to colour their skin because I’m sick of drawing them and having to leave them ghostly pale lmao

ANYWAY I wanted to do the other two since I already drew Laios and Chilchuck in their froggy suits, wish I could’ve fit them all on one page but I didn’t so oh well 👍🏻

[zorosdimples]

i really appreciate you holding on for the wild ride, it ended up being much more of a word vomit than i anticipated 😅 this is also gonna be long to explain it all but:

okay so my OC, calrik, is from an original fantasy fiction work i have tentatively called ‘homeward bound’; it’s been a passion project for like idk 10+ years and the characters in it are like the original 4 OCs for me lol. he (funnily enough) resembles laios physically (blonde, 6’4, a guard so Fit, brown eyes) but also has freckles and is a wolf shapeshifter (simply put, but it’s more complicated than that) (which is probably that’s why I love laios, your honor). premise of that WIP’s world is an empress (ilantha) of celestial blood and her three closest and highest ranked guards (saelihn, merric, and calrik) (none of which start out in those positions except the empress) up being divinely intertwined in changing the course of the empires’ history. fated love, fated loss, coronations and galas and sneaking away to not get caught, fae and wolf shapeshifters, personified celestial bodies and primordial / ancient spirits, heinous war crimes, children with trauma responsible for way too much, not a parent in sight lmfao. that being said, the kidnapping was happening from the Big Baddie™️ in that world and calrik busted in.

with the SW AU, it’s an AU of my own work (lmfao). calrik is an inquisitor, brother to merric (supreme leader); sae is a force sensitive rebel (not proper Jedi) and tasked with transporting / protecting ilantha (actual Jedi, Princess of Alderaan). the girls get captured, put on star killer base, and interrogated by the guys. of course they pair bc where else would the enemies to lovers come in. cal interrogates sae, and she’s restrained. since sabers turn on, they have an activation mechanism hums. so while he’s interrogating her, choking her, calling her pet and telling her to speak up, he traces the humming, vibrating end of the saber—while ignited—along her body until its against her thrumming cunt. hence: a lightsaber vibrator as means of an interrogation method.

now Laios…… holy shit yeah. that’s exactly what im thinking about!!!! an aphrodisiac that the longer the body doesn’t register you’re breeding (aka using it), the worse it gets. teaching him how to touch you, and he ends up being exactly the touch you’ve always imagined having. its so innocently perfect, and before he’s even had his turn, a glob of cum has stained his pants. he’s panting, pupils swollen; at one point you have to remind him to take the armor off because he’s so into you, enraptured. now imagine you’re the monster that hit him with the pollen……………….. like a fae dryad or somethin………. holy shit yeah.

thank you for indulging me 🙂‍↕️ im so sorry this is a damn novel lol

putting this under the cut since i rambled A LOT!

sav what the FUCK that world you’ve built sounds so incredible and well thought out; i LOVE fantasy but it’s daunting to write/create fantastical worlds because there are so many elements you must consider and balance. effective world building is a feat—and you have so many interesting characters that you’ve also created to boot! i’m obsessed with how similar cal is to laios ooohuuhgghhhhhh i will lose my mind (go insanely horny) over him.

AND THE STAR WARS AU???????? okay first of all: brilliant, show-stopping, incredible. putting your own ocs from an original story into a pre-existing fictional universe is so big brained of you i don’t even know what to say. and enemies to lovers…my favorite flavor, truly. can i just say i wanna be in sae’s place because oh my god? i’m seeing the vibrating lightsaber vision and i want to experience it so desperately it’s not even funny.

finally LAIOS, MY LOVE! i have a bit of a reputation on my blog for being a virgin killer because there’s nothing more sexy and delicious to me than teaching someone inexperienced how to touch you; molding their concept of sexuality, exploring their interests, and leaving a lasting impression on them (even if you don’t stay together because they will never, never forget their first). and laios is the perfect virgin in my mind because he’s eager to please and he’s utterly shameless. he will lick your armpits and spit on your clit and suck on your tongue without a second thought because it feels and tastes so good; he has a one-track mind and it makes sex with him almost a religious experience. the sex pollen trope on top of that makes him feral for you…i don’t even know what to say about the idea of you being the monster—like…UGH. he gives you a run for your money!

anyway thank you for sharing with me; i’m kissing you and your gorgeous brain <3

[fumifooms]

What do you think of Lamari (Laios and Namari)? Both as a ship and the relationship between the two.

I don’t like it sorry broski 😔 Seeing them interacting in ep 9 again made me see the appeal more, it’s cute how they interact, how they trust each other’s abilities and judgement! But ship wise…… I can’t. I’ve been seeing cute fanart of them around though, and I know a few people on discord that like them too. Like hmmm I guess I can see the appeal in the dynamic even if it doesn’t grab me but I can’t form a narrative for them… Usually I need both to truly get into a ship, a dynamic I find fun or interesting + some sort of progression and impact it’d leave on the characters, I don’t really see the character/relationship arc that’d happen, or at least not one eventful enough for me. When it comes to how I think their relationship is during canon, I see it as being professional and hinting at maybe friends, a neutral rather than negative thing mind you.

With Laios, well I’ve spoken about his character and arc before a bunch, but with Namari the part that interests me most is the whole exile thing, how she works hard to fit in both with keeping a good work reputation and shaving, for example, and how she’s not all that good with it because of presumably her bold personality... Because of this and more, and spoilers but I’ve planning on making a rarepair post about it for a while, I like shipping her with Toshiro mainly. I think that she balances out his doormat tendency but his cool attitude would be soothing and grounding and- Well gdbdgdg you see how it is. And to a certain extent I can see why people would want to apply the same logic to lamari, but… I don’t even think Namari and Laios would be able to bond over both being foreigners much tbh, I feel like Laios would sort of remain an odd mystery to her and though they could connect in a weird roundabout way I don’t think they’d exactly understand each other— and see this is the part of lamari appeal I get, the sort of tentative tension of "oh you actually respect me. That feels… Rare. And nice." Thouuugh like I was saying to be fair, it’s true Laios also tries and fails to fit in so that could be an interesting angle to go at it with. I think Namari wants stability and I just don’t really think it complements Laios well. I think trust’s the most important thing with Laios so on his side him liking her enough to be interested or open to a relationship I could see, though in a kinda mild and dry way imo… Like with Laios especially when defining how he and someone fall in love, there are sort of two modes right, and of course these coexist to some degree, but there’s Laios being his partner’s silly goober, and there’s Laios being very mature, more of his subdued stoic but composed self, all king-like, the more like connecting through meaningful conversations side. And idk how to put it into words but with lamari, I feel like Namari being paired with him doesn’t give a fresh spin on the former, and with the latter I feel like they’d always keep missing each other halfway communication wise, I don’t see them ever getting to that level where they deeply intuitively know and understand each other and how they work, maybe Laios -> Namari yes but Namari -> Laios I don’t see it, like I said I think it’d remain like, a mystery that nags at her and she might feel attracted if anything, but I can’t see them as more than casually dating idkk idk.

Namari has that fun ‘gets fired up about what odd things Laios is doing and reigns him back in’ dynamic but it’s something that literally so many other characters have too. I’m not knee deep into Namari yet so who knows maybe I have a wrong angle, but I did start giving her some thoughts bc I have a fic I have in mind for toshimari I wanna do. But yes it’s cute how protective she can get even if it’s shouty or tough love, like how she looks out for Laios’ equipment and for him not to get scammed, or brings in Toshiro here in the convo because she doesn’t want Toshiro to do his conflict avoidance thing and not stand up for himself & stay in the party even if it sucks hah. That bold borderline rude protective personality of hers with that awkwardness with intimacy/non-professional relationships is what’s unique to her I think, but yeah the laios & namari duo strikes me as strangely distant yet strangely interested coworkers who exhange glances over the cashier desk but personally I can’t see myself doing anything with that.

I’m not here to say it’s a bad ship or anything obviously! It just really doesn’t call to me personally and I don’t see stuff with them that I’d find interesting to analyze, if anything it’d involve the wider party a lot. I do want to make a masterpost on Laios’ career history and the old members of his party so I might analyze how Namari and he interact in those pre-canon comics idk. But yeahh like I find nothing to dig deeper at personally, you could make cute fics of them hinting at interest between the two, if Laios went to get drinks with her at a tavern etc etc, but all I see with them is just what canon straightforwardly showed us and I don’t get the urge to explore the possibility of them at all.

Sorry to disappoint, but yeah I won’t be a good source of lamari content or thoughts. I have wayy too many drafts I actually want to get out so I’ll be storing further Laios & Namari analysis for a big maybe, one day. I feel so bad I really hate to be negative at all and as a fellow rareshipper I send u my best wishes truly, good luck y’all deserve fellow stans and content. Feel free to leave pro-lamari arguments in the comments or reblogs if you want idm but preferably not asks (and just don’t be aggressive & don’t expect me to respond/react 🫶) like truly this post isn’t meant as a diss but anon asked me about my personal thoughts so… I love youuu lamaris hope y’all thrive 🙇🙇

Trying to think of crumbs and it’s true she blushed when she saw him in his cape at the end so y’all got that W. Namari having a thing for tallmen is so real

Edit: oh she went with him for equipment shopping… Ok that’s cute

[fumifooms]

oh, sorry for so many asks, i also wanted to say too though i really agree so much with your chilchuck thoughts so far, even down to your personal headcanons about how things might go post-series. and you're absolutely right, i'll defend that little guy any day myself. you understand him so well and it's kind of relaxing to have someone else dish out this kind of analysis and already agree with all of it cus it's just so real, so thank you again for the Meal <- perhaps the perfect thing to say about dungeon meshi analysis when i think about it

i know you have playlists and stuff so i wanted to share a song i've been listening to that that reminds me of him: divine loser by clem turner

No worries, they’ve been a lot of fun! I do plan on getting back to each one btw, just gotta get through some other things first hopefully. Aaaah that’s really nice to hear 🥺 I do know the feeling haha, it’s always fun to have posts that Get It that you just nod along with 🤝 I’ve thought sooo much about Chilchuck I rotate him in my brain like rotisserie chicken more often than not, glad it all ended up being productive haha. Y’know recently my friends have been calling me a Chilchuck superfan/scholar jokingly and it actually made me have a realization moment of…

Bc I’ve always said Laios was my fave and like, he does mean everything to me idk if I’ve ever felt so seen as with Laios, I relate to him sooo much, but then. Okay alright that can be a different thing than a character being your favorite fine FINE I admit it Chilchuck’s my top blorbo. He’s so.🧍‍♂️I can’t even describe. He’s so….. He’s a clown but he’s also perfection in its best imperfect form I will not be taking further questions today. My friend called him my silly rabbit like that one meme and it makes me laugh sm

Thank you for the music rec!! I listened to it and yes agreed, sent straight to my Chil playlist. Songs are my bread and butter when I have character brainrot bc like with web weavings I feel like there are so many emotions and thoughts you can communicate about something so simply through one… (Which for anyone interested here’s my web weaving tag, got 2 about Chil). Gonna link all my dunmeshi playlists while I’m here: Dungeon Meshi, Chilchuck & his wife, marchil, Mithrun.

Ok everyone saw this coming but this ask ran away from me and I ramble about some song lyrics I associate with Chil & different facets of his life below the cut. Some people find my, ehem, heated rambles about Chil entertaining, this is your cue to get out the popcorn.

When thinking about songs for Chil I have 3 angles I take: About Chilchuck, about him and his wife, or about him & Marcille. Marchil is so engraved into me with their arcs together, that they’re like the concept of closure and letting go and letting yourself live again to me, sorry for all the non-enjoyers…

I think currently my top song for him is Jackrabbit by San Fermin, because it combines all three it makes me go wild. It’s about trepidation… Throwing yourself into it even despite the fear (working with traps, survival in poverty where you have to rush & hustle), or just staying there paralyzed(not reaching out to his wife). Flight or freeze!! Saying goodbyes and saying hellos!! Not dying alone!! The life cycle of a wild rabbit living and dying, the baton pass race of life from generation to generation!! Chil and his daughters even!!! Going through life at a frenzied pace!! It is so Chilchuck and so marchil, and the music does give that hurried and scared energy to me too, and sigh the Marcille side to it with fear of death too…

Extra fun context but the other day on the discord server we were talking about what animal each character’s fursona would be as we do and I thought of a rabbit for Chilchuck: Quick footed, ‘cowardly’, small and frail and seen as weak 🙃, athletic and slender, pulls stunts, stressed out, has very fine hearing and has good instincts, etc. And ofc that fits really well with Marcille since she’s kinda associated with dungeon rabbits hehe~ But I think while Marcille’s 100% the cute round rabbit Chil’s more like a brown hare, more wild and like, more like a jackalope if we’re still doing monsters... I do lowkey find it more fun than his associated monster being mimics because he’s crabby, because they’re clever (with where they place themselves) and because of how he has a soft shell but soft insides, lol.

OKAY so that’s my song pick with the main 3 facets sure, now I’ll share some lyrics for each 3 sides separatedly 😈 Kinda summarizing my web weavings for him thus far. If we start with Chilchuck by himself we have… Enter One by Shelby Merry and Drunk by The Living Tombstone

With his wife, we have the bad end, and the good end for if they get back together with Lost Kitten by Metric and North by Sleeping At Last… Okay okay plus Love Like Ghosts and My Heart is Buried in Venice… Little Soldier by The Crane Wives for them also RUIN me

And Marchil… Marchil oh my beloved. Another buddy also made a full analysis on discord about Soap by The Oh Hellos for them lol, but these are Not I by I Fight Dragons and My Heart is Buried in Venice again~

Okay okay two more. Boats & Birds by Gregory and The Hawk, and Tummy by Tamino.

Finishing it up with quotes from, in order, A Softer World by Joey Comeau, Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky, Acknowledgements by Danez Smith, The Letter by Richard Paul Evans, and last but not least posts from dead tumblr account flintcoded. I keep looking around and finding MORE fitting quotes. Someone stop me- In loving me you hold a knife at my throat, in loving you I tell you exactly where to cut. Forgive me, memory is a rope around my neck. I need you to be happy, I need one of us to be happy.

Hand in unlovable hand…

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