Call me King - or Grim, I use they/them pronouns, and am very normal about literally every character in Dungeon Meshi/Delicious in Dungeon!
I've read all the way through the manga, so feel free to request any characters, either scenarios, headcanons, or just general gibbering! Make sure to specify headcanons or scenarios for your request - otherwise you'll just get my unfiltered word vomit about my feelings, though hey, if that's what you're into - by all means!
(My fav characters are Chilchuck, Holm, Namari, and Mithrun - they definitely won't get preferential treatment if they're in a request winkwink.)
Masterlist can be found here!
EDIT: I'm a little dumb, it's okay - I accept SFW and NSFW requests! NSFW will be below a tag, and I'll try to do the same for spoilers/make sure they're appropraitely labelled!
Hi! Could i request Kabru with a s/o that likes his eyes a lot? Like a lot, they're complimenting him 24/7 about it, and they even give him nicknames based on it like "pretty eyes" or something (it's all i could come up rn rip) but yeah.
Ty!
He really does have the prettiest eyes, doesn't he? Requests are still OPEN!
Kabru of Utaya
Normally, Kabru is able to play it cool in front of everyone whenever you're doting on him. But, the moment that you mention his eyes, he'll get a little quiet and embarrassed. Mickbell and Holm might tease him, though they mean it all in harmless fun - they know just how soft this man is for you.
Whenever you cup his face, staring at him with an unbearably fond expression and he'll poke fun at you, asking if you like what you see. Of course, you rise to the occasion, smiling as you croon back to him about the bow of his lips, the slight furrow in his brow - and of course, the bright blue of his eyes.
You'll sit there and wax poetry about the clear sky of his eyes, the cloudy storm reflecting his anger, and the bright splash of waves and the freedom of the open ocean. With each and every comment, he'll duck his head, trying to laugh off his embarrassment. He'll give you a gentle kiss, showing his affection and appreciation and murmuring sweet little 'thank you's.
how would Senshi react to a modern reader who's very used to ordering take-out and is struggling to adapt to fantasy dungeon cooking and cuisine?
personally I think the reader would be thrilled that they won't have to spend so much money buying meals, but they'd miss the flavours and convenience
This is definitely an interesting ask, so thanks for submitting! Requests are still OPEN!
Senshi of Izganda
When he finds out the poor quality of food that you were taking in, he's astonished. Having proper meals and nutrition is one of the keystones to your health and growth, especially at a younger age! He's going to be immediately breaking out his adamantine pot, mumbling to himself about what he's going to cook.
He makes sure to keep some of the meal for snacks, knowing that you were used to simply having food on demand brought to you. Any time that you start to get a craving for something to eat, he breaks out the leftovers and presents them to you.
He's definitely going to get you in on creating the meal! Part of the enjoyment is from the act of creation, bringing everyone together to contribute in some way, shape, or form. It's also part of what makes cooking easier, many hands lighten the load and whatnot.
Whenever you're craving something particular, he'll ask for you to describe what you're seeking out, certain spices or proteins, veggies or fruits, and try to incorporate that into your future meals. While it may not be perfect, having a balanced and hot dinner waiting for you is miles better than any takeout that you got back in the modern world.
Hellooo, may I ask for a general headcanons with Thistle? Doesn't matter platonic or romantic
(also, your writing is literally soooo good *chef kiss*)
Ask and ye shall recieve! Requests are still OPEN! (Sorry for the haitus, long days at work meant that I wasn't home at all! Glad to be back for the start of my weekend <3)
Spoilers under the cut!
Thistle
(Platonic)
Initially, Thistle is just as prickly to you as he is to any intruders to his 'perfect' paradise. Though, so long as you're only traipsing around the upper levels, he doesn't pay you any mind.
It's as you start to intrude on the 4th level or lower that now you have his attention. He's going to be keeping tabs on you and the rest of your group, and while he sees you as insignificant pests, he knows that he can't just allow you to keep roaming about without anything standing in your way.
He'll send monsters to deal with you, and if you prove particularly troublesome, he may even show up to deal with you personally. It's potentially there that you begin to catch his eye.
(Romantic)
Thistle is obviously very protective of you, just as he is protective of any of the occupants of the Golden Kingdom. There is not a single monster that would dare raise a claw to you, and Thistle is keen on keeping it that way.
At the end of his day, he'll come up to you and rest his head against you. This is his way of communicating that he wants attention and affection. He'll never openly say that he desires your company, he expresses it in overt and somehow simultaneously covert actions like bumping his head against you and laying against it.
He loves when you cup his face, cooing at him and drawing your fingers along the edge of his ears. Some days are harder than others, but the easiest way to melt his heart is to hear you compliment him and reassure him. Even despite the fact that he'll scoff and go, "Of course I'm doing a good job. Only a fool would think otherwise. And no love of mine would be so foolish." It's nice to hear you confirm that belief.
What's your thoughts on a sexual relationship with Mithrun? I always get a little stumped with those requests, and you're just *chefs kiss* when it comes to your characterization of him
CRIES HELLO THANK U ILY
ummm tw: spoilers maybe? and nsfw
.・゜゜・ ・゜゜・．
Pre-Demon
Mithrun is a total slut, sorry.
That's not a bad thing, obviously, it's just what he is. I mean, he doesn't admit or acknowledge it. He has a very difficult time accepting his preferences. He's just a slut in denial.
That's all.
Pre-Ending, Post-Trauma
Mithrun hasn't had a real boner in forty years, sorry.
He has no interest in being intimate with anyone. He's really casual about the subject, though, because the Canaries--- sans Pattadol--- are pretty honest and open with each other. Shameless.
Fleki thinks he needs to get laid, but she doesn't care enough to push the subject.
Mithrun isn't emotionless, though. He's just preoccupied. His sex drive is extremely low at this point. However, he's observant enough about others to notice how you feel.
He'll have sex just for the sake of having it. He's kinda forgotten how it feels. And he still has pleasure receptors and nerves and all that nonsense. He can still physically react. You just have to do some work. He's not going to be super enthusiastic, but still consenting ofc
Mithrun is a total pillow princess at this point.
It's a bit calming, actually. Kind of therapeutic.
He's relatively quiet, but sometimes he can't help but exhale shakily, or groan. His touches are light. He's not very passionate. But sometimes he looks at you with these slightly dark expressions, as if he's considering something more. Something you don't quite understand.
Post-Canon
It starts out slowly. Mithrun doesn't immediately regain a sex drive. It needs cultivating.
The first time is really important. Depending on who you are and what you're like, it could range from soft and explorative, to rough and frantic.
Mithrun is a switch. I see a lot of depictions of him as a bottom, and I see that point of view, I really do. But I genuinely believe he'd work both roles. He would like to be dominant sometimes. Other times, he just wants to sit back and let the new feelings take over.
He likes being called a good boy.
He doesn't really enjoy the fact that he likes being called that. It's demeaning and it kind of makes him a little irritated, but holy crap does it set him on fire. 'Good boy' should only be invoked in the most passionate or rough of moments.
Mithrun can be rough when he feels like it. He can push you against a wall with the intent to make you forget your own name. He can leave bruises with how tightly he digs his fingers in. He bites, as always, but harder.
Speaking of biting, he'll usually bite your shoulder to keep himself from making much noise.
Mithrun wants to consume you entirely. He wants every inch of you. Your focus should be on him and him only. He likes hearing his name from your lips. Over and over. And he will often ask you who you belong to. He sounds calm in those moments, though, level-headed and scratchy as always, but there's a hint of expectance between his words.
He'll say it back, too, but in a very casual way, as if he doesn't quite understand why you want him to say that. Of course he's yours. Does it need to be acknowledged?
He has no shame, either. Anywhere, any time, if he wants it then he'll initiate it. He only pulls you into private alleys or closets because he knows that's what you prefer.
When you take charge, he enjoys that too. He likes looking up at you, taking in the view, letting his hands wander.
Whether he's top or bottom really depends on his mood.
If he's feeling especially jealous or possessive, he leaves a lot of marks.
He likes praise. He doesn't really give it back, though.
He's not very talkative during the deed, but if you talk often he'll just end up clamping a hand over your mouth.
He enjoys wrapping his fingers around your neck. He doesn't really like that in return, though.
No mirror sex.
He really likes oral. He can be a little selfish with it, actually.
Mithrun isn't a sadist LOL but he does like to tie you up sometimes and leave you hanging. It also depends on how you are as a person and what your dynamic is like.
If he's not in a dominant mood, he's a pillow princess again. Those are the days when he's not feeling as much, when he's not as locked in to his desires. Or, when he's just mentally or physically tired.
No matter what mood, he still needs a lot of care and affection. He needs every ounce of your focus.
He doesn't provide much aftercare. You're the one doing that, no matter who topped. But he eventually learns a bit and starts kinda reciprocating out of sheer habit, because he knows it would make you happy.
As I always say, Mithrun stares a lot. His gaze follows you everywhere, and he'll never get tired of the sight of your body.
He sorta passes out afterwards. It's one of the rare times when he doesn't need a sleep spell. He often will just pass out on top of you.
In general, he's a switch and how he acts is highly dependent on his mood for the day. He needs a lot of attention and affection, and likes to mark you up. He lacks shame, he'll initiate it anywhere. He's relatively quiet, but breathy. Sometimes, he touches you like you're porcelain about to crack. Other times, he manhandles you like a rag doll and does whatever he pleases. If you're able to, manhandle him in return, he'll probably get a little pissy with you but it's still funny.
What about Laios, Holm and Kabru with someone who has never been in a relationship before, so they are unfamiliar with how they work (nsfw too if possible? Thank you)
As usual, requests are still OPEN, and NSFW will be below the cut!
Laios Touden
The two of you certainly make a pair. I really don't see Laios as someone who's really cared about relationships in the past, so the pair of you will be parsing through the hiccups that come with any new experience.
Between the two of you, you'll pendulum swing between too much and not enough - too much time together, not enough privacy, too much affection, not enough kisses and hugs. It'll be really important for the pair of you to communicate and establish what you want out of that relationship in order for the relationship to remain healthy, and eventually level out.
The first time that you find the privacy to indulge in one another's company, the heavy petting that you started with will shift into something a little more... substantial. The two of you will pull away, feeling the heat and heaviness settling over you, and, just like the rest of the your relationship, it'll be up to the pair of you to decide whether to pull back, or to throw yourselves into the flames.
Holm Kranom
From that little tidbit in the Adventurer's Guide (?) that Holm is attractive by gnome standards. I see him having had maybe a handful of relationships over the years, but none of them have really been fruitful - so he's willing to lend you a hand when it comes to sort of figuring stuff out. He's quite slow and gentle with affections, always checking in with you to ensure that nothing is moving too quickly for you.
If you're ever feeling too overwhelmed, he'll pull back on the overt shows of affections, trading hand holding for linking pinkies, and kisses on the lips for ones on the cheek. It's important for him to know that you're comfortable, while still getting to explore these intimate parts of the relationships.
When things get heated, Holm will excuse himself, not wanting to feel as though he's imposing on you with his arousal. At one such point, you feel bold enough to tug him back, potentially from where you're straddling across his lap. It's his turn to be bashful, his face flushing brightly as he leans back, placing a strangle hold on his patience while you explore to your heart's content.
Kabru of Utaya
I can see Kabru being an accidental heartbreaker over the years. It doesn't take someone much to see that not only is he handsome, but charming as well. He's keen to remind you that he only has eyes for you. He'll indulge you in handholding, especially after dinner while you all discuss what happened during the day.
Even if you talk over dinner, he loves to have you set your bedroll beside his, talking over more personal things. Even despite the rest of the party being never too far away, he tries to make these moments feel as though you're the only two in the world. He likes to start off just laying side by side, holding hands - but eventually the two of you drift closer, until he's checking that you're alright with a pre-bed (and maybe even during-bed) cuddle.
He's got no qualms in explaining to you just what he likes, bearing his erogenous zones to you. He'll encourage you to explore, and is more than willing to reciprocate, moving the warmth of his hands over all over your body. In that nice, even tone, he'll give you words of affirmation, telling you how good you are, what an amazing job you're doing - he doesn't want you to feel like he's not enjoying himself, and he hopes you are too.
Not a request but I'm curious: what's the story behind the nickname King/Grim?
So, both are actually parts of usernames that I use. Back when FE: Awakening came out, someone had the user 'Tactfiction', and I loved that world play, and ended up going by the user 'GrimLegate' playing on the terms grimleal and legate/legatus. I usually go by this overall, but another dungeon meshi blog goes by Grim, and I just thought it might be easier to go with King.
King is the same way, but it's from KingCoeurl, which is what I use primarily for my FFXIV stuff!
ur blog is so cool!! can you try holm (maybe jealous?) with a reader who he thinks is into kabru bc of his endless charm? with a happy ending pls <3
Waaa! Thank you!!
(Also man, three requests with Holm in them in a row???? The Holm Nation is eatin' good tonight!)
As always, requests are still OPEN!
Holm Kranom
The two of you were thick as thieves, sharing little comments and friendly jabs about the others between the two of you. Plenty of gentle moments had passed between the two of you, and Holm had started to feel the tell-tale sensation of his heart skipping when he laid his eyes on you, or heard you laugh when Marillier would nudge against you with a soft 'bloop'.
He respected you too much to take the first leap without knowing for certain - but certainty was the one thing that he lacked in that moment. Too often he'd see you sharing your wonderful laughter with Kabru, a natural reaction to the man's comments. He wasn't blind, he knew that Kabru was charismatic and attractive - but that didn't make the ache in his chest any easier to bear.
He wouldn't fight you, if that was where your heart lie. It would hurt him and eat away at him, but your happiness was far more important to him. Even his undine would notice this change in him, her curious chiming and nudging against his face as he watches you from afar.
This would spark a change in him that you would notice, as he withdraws somewhat to give you the chance to spend more of your time with, who he assumes, is the object of your affections. This change is unwelcome however, as you begin to notice your shared interactions becoming sparser and sparser.
Which, if you have anything to say about it, won't last for long...
"Would you like to enlighten me on why you're ignoring me?"
Holm nearly jumps out of his skin as your voice echoes throughout the hall, and while he freezes up in his traditional way, Marillier wriggles happily in the air and floats over to you. You smile and gently offer up a finger to her to share some mana, though you don't let her excitement to see you distract you from your mission.
Finally, the gnome catches his bearings, and he tries not to let his anxiety at being caught show on his features... though, he's always been a terrible liar. He wonders if he should even try, though with a sigh, he decides that fessing up might be the best course of action.
"I just thought you'd rather share your time with some other members."
He answers truthfully, blinking in surprise as you settle yourself on the floor beside him. The look that you give him is incredulous, at best, and downright disbelieving at worst.
"Uh-huh." You hum, entertaining his thoughts for a moment. "Because any of the other's can hold a candle to you."
Holm splutters at the words, his head whipping to you as you laugh - though the sound isn't unkind.
"Oh, come on! Do you think I'm blind? I was talking to Kabru about you you know."
He's stunned further into silence, and when he stares at you for a long moment, you sigh, shaking your head with an exasperated fondness.
"I was talking to him about..."
"About?" He urges you to continue, finally managing to find his voice once again. You stare down at your hands for a long moment before turning to look him in the eye, a glint of determination held there, though his mind unhelpfully settles on the dust of flush across your features, and nearly misses the next words to come out of your mouth.
"About how to tell you about my feelings." You spit out, watching his face expectantly. The silence hangs between the two of you, though Marillier has no understanding of propriety in the situation. She chimes happily at the fact the two of you are near one another once again, which draws both of your attentions, and you both can't help but laugh at her antics.
"But I thought you liked Kabru...?" Holm finally asks, to which you shake your head.
"Nope, I just thought he may have some good advice for me - and it looks like he was right." He cocks a brow at you, and you continue to explain. "He, uh... might have clued me in - that you probably felt the same. He told me to just, get right to the heart of the matter!" You exclaim, thumping your fist into your palm, to which the undine wriggled in response. You look to Holm, who's feeling the warmth settle in his cheeks from your confession.
"Well... it looks like I have to thank Kabru." He hums, jumping as you laugh and thunk your head onto his shoulder. You look up at him, giving him a reserved expression, though the endearment was lingering in your eyes.
"And?" You ask, and he rubs his hands together slightly, shifting you slightly to the side to bring an arm over and around your shoulders. You practically melt against him, and you don't even need to hear the next words to know that his heart beats with yours.
"Of course I feel the same... you don't even need to ask."
Nsfw headcannons for Laios, Mithrun and Kabru??? 👀👀
I love them very much 😁 (I'm soooo normal for them, so so so normal)
*rubs my grubby lil hands together* :)))
NSFW below the cut, as per usual! Spoilers for Mithrun!
Requests are still OPEN!
Laios Touden
You have the full authority to bully this man - I promise you that he enjoys it. He wants to be so good for you, sitting on his legs as he looks up at you, awaiting each and every instruction. For him, it's all about fulfilling your desires and wishes, anything you ask of him, you don't need to repeat yourself.
Grope and grasp at his body, that little bit of extra padding that he has, and feel free to add some stinging remarks to the fondling. His chest is especially sensitive, Laios letting out the cutest little gasps as you take a handful each and squeeze. That adorable blush of his will paint across his skin and up his neck, even to the tips of his ears as you coo and sneer at him in equal measure.
He loves to have you on top of him, riding him into the earth as he holds at your waist like a lifeline. He'll babble out whatever he's thinking, usually interrupting himself while he's gasping about how beautiful/handsome you are on top of him, how thankful he is to have you in his life.
We all saw the way he ties ropes, but this man is no rigger - he's a bunny through and through. He'll teach you each and every knot that he knows, showing where to place them on his body while he can barely contain his excitement as each line grows taut. Eventually, he's wrapped up for you like a pretty little package, blushing and already fixing to burst at the seams.
He's usually starving after sex, so grabbing a bite is definitely part of his aftercare. He'll offer you up some food as well, lingering by your side and enjoying the warmth of your bodies, and the feeling of your fingers carding through his hair. He's always got this dopey smile on his face after the deed, something that lingers even while he conks out afterwards.
Kabru of Utaya
Kabru is a 'try anything once' sort of guy, so if you come up to him asking to try something new in the bedroom, he's not going to shoot you down. There are some things that he might need some coaxing on, especially if it involves inflicting pain on you - though he is conscious of the fact that he won't know his limits until he pushes against them, at least a little.
He loves to have his hands bound under him, the slight burn in his shoulders and the grating from trying to 'struggle' his way out of his bindings. It leaves him at your mercy, looking up at you with those bright blue eyes as you take your fill of him, knowing that he's 'powerless' to stop your roaming hands and teasing mouth.
The trust between you is a turn on to him all on its own. Knowing that at any given point, he could say the word and you would stop without any hesitation is part of the thrill. It's the safety within those walls that gives you both the freedom to explore your desires - and knowing you're enjoying yourself is intoxicating in its own right.
When he's alone, or sometimes if you're interested, he'll engage in orgasm denial, squeezing the base of his length, or using a snug ring to stop his pleasure in its tracks. You can keep this up until he's weeping from both his eyes and his arousal, paired with the previously mentioned bindings, he'll be begging for release which only you can provide - if you're feeling merciful.
A bath after your activities is a must, not only to wipe away any sweat and fluids, but also to just enjoy some casual nudity and each other's presence. He'll pay extra attention to any marks that he's made, rubbing gently against them while you talk about what went well, things to try next time, etc., ...
Mithrun of the House of Kerensil
The easiest way to work Mithrun up intentionally is to clamber into his lap, draping your arms around his neck and drawing him close. After a display like that, you're not getting away from him. If you try to pull away he'll settle his hands on your hips and grip you closer. It's only after some heated frottage or Mithrun sparing a moment to teleport whatever offending articles of clothing away to get to both your arousals that he'll finally let you go.
Any undue attention towards you from anyone is another quick way to get him riled up. He'll grab your wrist to tug you away, sometimes sending the offender outside of the walls, before pinning you to a nearby wall with barely any semblance of privacy to have his wicked way with you. He'll press teeth and open-mouthed kisses to the length of your neck, his actions speaking where his lips would not.
An easy way to turn the tables on him is to speak so sweetly to him, calling him handsome, cooing at him and complimenting him. It knocks him off balance, and it's the perfect chance to get him on bottom. Lavishing his body in reverent touches and kisses, he turns into a mess, and will often bring a hand up to try and hide his face.
The two of you have a fair collection of toys - though usually it's to use on him. Part of his newfound desires is the exploration and deepening of those, and the more that you can potentially overwhelm him during those intimate moments, the better. Little enchanted trinkets that with a tiny bit of mana can vibrate, or some select pieces that Fleki or Lycion suggested to the pair of you embarrassingly enough, the potential is endless.
All of the aftercare will fall to you. Making sure that he eats something light and rehydrates, knowing that you'll both probably need to rest pretty soon after. On some rare occasions though, he'll still your hand and check you over, rubbing and pressing kisses to some of the harsh marks that he's left behind - his favorite reminders that you choose to stay with him, that he's your first pick, even if you could have anyone else.
Not a request, just a compliment, absolutely BANGING writing babe! I keep checking your page for updates and you're such a good writer, keep it up hon!
Anonymous asked:
BRO YOUR HOLM AND CHIL FICS WERE SO CUUUUTE YOU'RE SUCH A GOOD WRITER
WAAAA!! You all are so sweet! I know my last non-request post was a bit of a meme, but seriously - thank you all for the love and support! I read every message and tag, and the attention that this blog is getting is way above and beyond anything I thought!
I love all my lil dungeon crawlers - stay tuned, I've got plenty of requests to carve through! 🧡
Hello!!! Really been enjoying your writing so far!
Mind if I ask for Kabru with a reader who is playful and a tease for her own amusement but gets easily flustered when it gets turned on her?
Of course! Requests are currently OPEN!
Kabru of Utaya
Right out of the gate, he'll notice the teasing comments and playful jabs that you make to the others, along with the way that each of them react in their own unique way. The flushes and stutters, the scoffs and head turns - it's quite endearing to him, really.
He's not above a bit of flattery, and when you set your sights on him, he meets your energy perfectly. It's funny to him to see the way that your comments fail to affect him, the way he twists your words into compliments and lets them glide off his back. Though, even if it doesn't seem it - the man is scheming.
Eventually he'll start to reciprocate your words, cooing back to you in the same tone, teasing you the same way you do the others, and that's when he's got your number. The way that you fumble your words and your face heats up, he just can't seem to get enough of giving you a taste of your own medicine, though he doesn't do it to be mean.
He'll tease you when he sees your face light up red with a blush, chuckling and leaning in to the bit. "Aww, what's wrong? Don't tell me you can't take a little of what you give!" He'll laugh, giving you one of his winks as he steps away from you, practically hearing the steam escaping from your ears.
do you think kabru would be slow and gentle in bed or do you think he would take you to pound town 🧐💭
I didn't know if you wanted headcanons or just my general thoughts on it - so I'm gonna give you a bit of both! Requests are OPEN!
As per usual - NSFW beneath the cut!
Kabru of Utaya
I personally think he's the kind of person to pull you apart like a present, and that he wants to take his time with his partners. It's part of the reason that keeps him away from quickies, letting his arousal simmer until he can get his hands on you away from prying eyes. The restraint is part of what makes what comes (lol) after so much more enjoyable!
Every way that this man can draw out yours or his pleasure, he's going to. No matter how desperate either one of you are, he'll slow his pace to a torturous, glacial touch, driving the both of you mad. Knowing exactly what you like, he weaponizes it against you, his mouth and hands plucking at each sensitive part like a musician on their instrument.
It's only when the two of you can barely stand your arousal that he'll start to really get into the main act - and even then he still holds back. He'll coo at you and tease you the entire time, wanting and waiting to hear you beg for it before he's willing to give in, caving to your demands and the desires of his own body.
The both of you are so high-strung by this point, it doesn't take long until the two of you finish, collapsing in a sweaty heap on top of one another, the echoing pants filling the air around you. Once he's finally caught his breath, he'll chuckle, kissing you on the crown of your head and teases you, asking if you think you're up for a round 2.
Hello!! Could I request some nsfw headcanons for Kabru and Mithrun?
Of course, love! Requests are OPEN!
NSFW will be below the cut! Spoilers for Mithrun!
Kabru of Utaya
This man is going to eat you alive. I said it before, and I'll say it until I'm blue in the face - there is nothing that is going to escape his notice. Every single weakness is going to be carefully catalogued until he knows just how to take you apart bit by bit.
This is a man who lives on his knees. He'll usually start by slowly disrobing you, turning each shed layer into an act of devotion. The languid way he trails his lips up your skin, inch by inch revealed and scorch with the warmth of each kiss that he gives. There will be no hiding from him, settling his hands on your hips as he rests his head along your knee, staring up at you with lidded eyes and a knowing smile.
He doesn't really do quickies - I'd say the opposite, slowies, even. With lips and tongue and teeth, prying and pulling with the calloused surfaces of his hands, he'll tear you apart to the very core. I see him as someone who loves to indulge in overstimulation, taking and taking as much as you'll give, until you're begging for mercy at his wicked tongue.
He gives as good as he takes, so if you want to take the reigns to give him a taste of his medicine, he's more than willing to lie back and allow you to have your wicked way with him. His face and chest will flush as you chart your own path across the smattering of scars and blemishes across the dusk of his skin.
His eyes will flutter shut, lips parted in soft moans with every sensitive spot that you discover and ruthlessly tease, paying him back for the same behavior. He'll grit his teeth with his brow furrowed the closer and closer he gets, until his body draws taut, crying out your name - though it's drowned out by the sounds of the bar above his room.
Mithrun of the House of Kerensil
As each new desire begins to slowly but surely take root and unfurl, those inklings of his past self begin to filter through - as well as echoes of the man he once was. To put it short, he is a possessive lover. He wants everything that you're willing to give and more, you've stuck with him so far. A lot of feelings from the past were consumed, shame being among them. He's indulging these new desires as they crop up, and pairing those two together... he doesn't care where the two of you are.
He's absolutely the person to pull you just around the corner for a quickie, grappling at your heated flesh and sinking into you with lips and teeth anchored at your neck and shoulders. There is not an ounce of shame in his body, and when you're done, he'll spare a moment to make you look presentable - though he looks completely unbothered by your barely private tryst.
He loves to have you on your knees, lavishing his skin in attention and praise, threading his fingers through your hair and looking down at you as you service him. He's a stoic man, even in these situations - to the point you may think that he isn't enjoying himself. His pleasure shows, it doesn't tell - in the way his brow furrows, biting at his lips, and staring down at you through lidded eyes. He doesn't moan or gasp, and it's only the slight hitch or heave in his breath that tells you just how much he's enjoying your mouth around him.
Any position that he can grab at your body under him is his favorite, being able to bend and twist your limbs while he shares this newfound pleasure with you. I like to think that he doesn't last long when the two of you first become intimate on account of just how long it's been - but he's absolutely going to go as many rounds as his body is willing to give him.
The afterglow is probably the softest point that you'll get him, when the two of you are basking in the remnants of pleasure, and he curls around you. His fingers will play across your skin, indulging in the closeness and brushing gentle, chapped lips across your skin. He'll murmur out nonsense against your skin, and is one of the few times that he'll vocally express his love for you.
A HOLM ENJOYERRR <333 maybe a scenario where reader revives marillier (holm's undine) after the falin fight?
BROTHER! 🤝 This is such a cute scenario - absolutely! (This definitely got away from me, but this was so fucking cute, I just had to go above and beyond - the Holm girlies have got to eat!)
Holm Kranom
The meal upon his lips lacks it's usual savor, his eyes constantly travelling back to the flask settled gently onto the ground. Each and every time his eyes catch on the curve of it, the prickle of tears filters to the backs of his eyes, taking his sleeve and rubbing at the redden eyes. Tears wouldn't help the situation, though his heart mourns for the sorry state that his beloved undine was left in after the chimera battle.
It's made worse by your lacking presence at his side, in fact, he hasn't seen hide nor hair of you since they made a quick camp to find some respite before returning to the surface with Shuro's group. He lacks any comfort in that moment, pushing his meal around his plate, eyes downcast as he tries to make sense of everything going on. Even without his despair and grief, the atmosphere with thick with tension after the collective deaths of most of the groups.
The sound of footsteps doesn't draw his attention until Mickbell jumps to question you and your absence, and Holm lifts his head. The hair on the nape of his neck prickles when he sees the fresh blood coating your armor. You wave away any concerns, showing that your skin is unmarred and only the barest hint of scratches adorning your clothes.
You beeline for him, and before he can even question you, you settle beside him, leaning against him, and he can see the exhaustion painting your features. You nudge your forehead against his, and he slips his hand into yours, feeling the reassuring squeeze of your grasp in his own.
"Sorry for disappearing, I... had to do something."
His cocked brow is his answer, and you pull away which sends a sad twinge through his heart until you gently brush your fingers against Marillier's flask.
"May I?"
Even despite his confusion, he nods. You gently pluck up the vessel, uncorking it and upturning it into the cradle of your palm. She is a sad sight indeed, barely a few drops of water left. She sloshes slowly in your hand, chasing the warmth and comfort of her second favorite person.
"Oh, poor darling... I'm so sorry."
You coo to her, bringing her up to your cheek where she weakly brushes against you. Holm makes an aborted sob, nearly unable to look upon his little droplet. He's had her for so long, has watched her grow and grow over the years, and to see her in such a sad state...
It's enough to bring those tears fresh to his eyes, to strike harshly at the broken pieces of his heart.
With one hand, you fish through your pack at your side, and Holm watches through blurry sight as you pluck a few bottles from the depths. Each one sloshes with thick, viscous fluid, gleaming crimson in the magical light Marcille has summoned. He stares wide-eyed as you fumble with the corks on the first, and bring the bottle to Marillier.
She slips through the lip of the bottle disappearing into the blood and slowly but surely the liquid turns clear. With a renewed vigor she climbs the edge of the bottle, leaning towards the other two that are stowed at your side. She repeats the action, and before long, she is sluggish with fullness instead of weakness, clambering back into the lines of your palm.
"There you go. Feeling better, sweetheart?"
You ask, gently bringing her back up to her face as she bumps against your nose and cheeks, drawing a soft laughter to your lips. She's barely doubled in size, but it's enough that some of her personality begins to return. Soft warmth envelopes around the cup of your hands, and it takes a moment for you to register that Holm's face is pressed into the crook of your neck, his sobs beginning to filter through.
You shift Marillier to one hand, to wrap the other around the gnome and embrace him into your side. The undine gently stretches and undulates, the soft echoing sound of her concern as she brushes against Holm's face. Finally he pulls away, and the water spirit gently rubs over his cheeks, consuming the tears and wiping them away. He laughs, freeing and cathartic as he gently takes her from you, holding her near and dear to his chest.
"Oh, Mari... I'm so sorry."
He turns to look at you, sniffling and wiping his face on his sleeve.
"This is where you went?"
He asks, nodding to the bottles. You nod, and place them to the side after bottling them.
"I went to find some of those harpies that were left behind, I just had to do something for her."
Holm pauses, and warmth blooms across his chest, feeling the tears spring fresh to his eyes - though they are out of overwhelming love, knowing how far you would go to take care of someone so near and dear to him. He leans forward to press a kiss to your temple, burying his face into your hair.
"I don't have the words to thank you..."
He murmurs, while Marillier wiggles happily in his hands, drawing a refreshing laughter that bubbled up from both of you.
"Neither does Marillier, but I don't think that's going to stop her."
hi king!! love your blog :) can i request a reader who's struggling to sleep, so they stay up with chilchuck during night watch, and just end up chatting and passing the night together until they fall asleep next to each other... >_<
Aww, of course!
Chilchuck Tims
Even at the end of a long, dragging day - sleep seemed to alude you. Whether it was the harsh earth underneath your bedroll, the constant chill that seemed to chase you so far underground, or even just the ever turning wheels of your mind, it all seemed to compile onto each other, until you throw off the blanket covering yourself. Rubbing at your eyes, blinking blearily as each closure of your eyes brings a slight sting.
The fire is still stoked, the warm hues dancing over the walls and casting long shadows, the longest of which is the sitting form of a singular half-foot lingering nearby the fire. You bring the blanket around you, draping it across your shoulders as you shuffle over towards the fire. You know he's probably heard you the moment you sat up, and he barely turns his head to acknowledge you as you sit beside him in the warmth of the blaze.
"You should get some rest, you know."
Is all he says, and you give a soft noise of agreement, though you rest your head against his shoulder with a soft 'thunk'.
"It's cold, and just..."
"Thinkin' a lot?"
You give a noise of affirmation, and he doesn't move to shift you off of him, though you feel the short strands of his hair tangling with your own as he rests his head against yours.
"Wanna talk about it?" He asks quietly, not trying to bother the rest of the members - though he's the lightest sleeper of the bunch, so he's not too worried. The words begin to tumble from your lips, trying to parse through each and every trouble that lingers like dark clouds on the edge of your mind.
From the struggles of delving into the dungeon, ghosts of your past, relationships past and present, Chilchuck merely offers a sympathetic ear. He understands that you're not looking for answers, that you're seeking comfort above all else. Even despite the fire that he shuffles to poke and prod at ocassionally, small shivers will continue to trouble your limbs. As soon as he notices this, he nudges your arm, encouraging you to open up your blanket and slot yourself neatly against the warmth of his side.
Eventually you fall quiet, and Chilchuck begins to fill the silence, broken by the crackling of the fire. He talks about his own past, he talks about his ex-wife, the ways they spent their childhood close and near and dear to his heart. He talks about his daughters, and his voice glows with pride for each and every one of them. He rambles about the day, their meals, the monsters you both encountered - until he hears the way your breath softens, deepens, and the soft snores reach his ears.
He gently shifts you to a move comfortable position, feeling the warmth of your breath against his sternum. The steady rhythm of your breathing, and the crackle of the fire begins to draw weight to his eyelids, until he too succumbs to the siren call of slumber.
Only to be awoken by the groups admonishing for falling asleep during the watch, though it's laced with teasing and smiles for the pair of you.
