Hi, I have recently finished watching Dungeon Meshi and I'm in the process of reading the rest (Chap 88, No spoilers!!). I have been itching to write for this fandom but I'm lacking some creativity as far as prompts/ scenarios go.
Please feel free to use the comment section here to give me any prompts/scenarios that you want to read about any characters or ships both SFW and NSFW.
I don't do:
Incest
Pedophilia/ age play
Any violent kinks/fetishes (I'll allow biting)
non-consensual stuff
Yandere
Anything involving human (or monster) waste
Otherwise please let me know!! I'm open to pretty much anything, although finals are beating my ass but it's gonna be okay it just means i'll be free soon :)
Do you have a fave one you just reread all the time?
Like an x reader? Or do you not read those
I so absolutely love x reader fics from the bottom of my heart!! I'm actually cooking one up as we speak for an anon req.
But long story short as you may already know, the quantity of fics in the fandom especially for Marcille, my favorite character, is quite dismal, and I am working towards fixing that one fic at a time TRUST!!
That said... I have three wlw reqs off AO3 that you should totally check out if you like Marcillexreader or Farcille
the sun and the moon - x reader
star gazer - x reader
La danse des heures - Farcille but it's in french
Go show the authors some love!! and if you have any reqs for WLW Marcille please let me know!! because I've scoured the entire tag on AO3 AND Tumblr it's a dire situation 😭😭
im still losing it over the "how did high schoolers write 600 word essays before chatgpt" post. 600 words. that is nothing. that is so few words what do you mean you can't write 600 words. 600 words. this post right here is 45 words.
Tags: NSFW, WLW, kissing, making out, coming out??, closeted gays, a smidge of comp het, attempted lesbian sex.
This took me forever, so sorry for the wait, I did a lot of studying on both the characters and the nsfw part. I hope you’ll like this @linkulinku. I love these two so much. Please excuse the potential errors, and the repetition/ weird nicknames, it got difficult after a bit.
cross posted on AO3
The golden afternoon sun warmed up the sofa on which Marcille was sitting, propped against the arm rest to face Falin, her closest friend from the magic academy. But despite the beautiful hot summer day, Marcille could not help but feel anything but gloomy at the news of Falin’s impending engagement. Tashiro, as she had known for a while now, had been wanting to propose to Falin, yet her heart still lurched in her throat when she heard the news.
Tashiro has always been nothing short of respectful and honestly a tremendous help to the party. Yet as soon as it came to Falin, Marcille could not help but feel that twisting green bile of jealousy in her gut. It had seemed so odd for her for this random man to suddenly take interest in her dearest friend, or was she more to her? For a while she could not admit it to herself. Between her studies, research, and dungeoning, she hardly had a mind to think of such frivolities, as she thought of them beyond reading the occasional romance novel — always between a man and a woman of course — although she could never quite stop identifying herself and sometimes Falin as the roles of the love interests. She would quickly shake the idea out of her head, feeling embarrassed at having even undertook the idea let alone entertained it for a few moments in the down time alone before bed.
These days, without the constant stress and work that comes with a dungeon, she has a lot more time to reflect, and she just began peeling off the layers of her complex relationship with Falin. It was rather recently that she fully internalized that she feels romantic feelings towards her best friend, and how terribly guilty she felt at being unable to be happy for her connection to Toshiro.
Back to the present, Falin was sat facing Marcille, hot tea cup in her hands as she looked shyly at her friend with a look that clearly suggested that she was keeping something from Marcille, who didn’t miss it but wondered just what odd request she wanted praying to god that it wouldn’t be for Toshiro’s benefit as she already barely could control her expression. Falin, the ever-courageous girl, spoke up after a few stammers, immediately looking back down to her cup when she felt Marcille’s curious gaze on her. The same one she had when she studied a new spell or engrossed herself in another book, a sparkle in her emerald irises.
“So! As you know Shuro proposed…” There it is — Marcille's forced expression of neutrality, her hand clenching on her ankle length skirt. “aaand well…I said that I needed to think about it.” Marcille looked up at her friend with a look of surprise supplemented with a tinge of hope. “Wait, why?” She replied, maintaining as hard as she could a calm tone.
“Well, I know you’ll find this so silly… you probably have so much more experience but…” Marcille felt perplexed as she nodded along her eyebrows and drew a knot on her forehead. “Well, for example, between the academy and then adventuring with Laios… I’ve never had my first kiss. and…hm, I guess I feel unprepared to marry Shuro while being so clueless… and all.” Marcille held her breath, already feeling the direction of the conversation, but who was she to deny Falin.
“As my best friend, do you think, and you can say no. But do you think you could help me?” Upon finishing Falin lifted her head to look at Marcille again impatiently searching for her reaction. Marcille's fair face flared up almost immediately “you mean…” Marcille mumbled too shocked to speak
“Yes,” Falin affirms, “can you teach me How to kiss?”
Now, it would be important to specify that beyond the fact that Marcille was older than Falin because of the years she has been alive, Marcille was honestly in the exact same position of romantic inexperience. In fact, on account of Toshiro's proposal, Falin might have more experience than her counterpart. Of course, Marcille was not about to admit that now, “and let this opportunity slip by? absolutely not” Marcille thought to herself. She steeled her nerves, as much as she could anyway, before scooting closer to her dearest friend reaching out a hand to tuck a hair behind her ear.
“I would be most honored” She replied with utmost solemnity.
Falin laughed blushing intensity as she felt her heart in her chest pick up. She set her cup on the coffee table before folding her hands in her lap, a bit awkwardly. Marcille cupped her soft cheek and pulled her face upward to look at her, confirming her intent. A simple nod and smile later she leaned in, leaving a soft tender peck square on her lips, just a few seconds long. Her mind reeled, the very lips she had been thinking about, staring at, fantasizing about, right there, in front of her, on her. “Marcille” Falin mumbled as they pulled away. “It can be short, like what I just did, but you can also hold it for a moment” Marcille spoke up, digging through her knowledge of romance novels and whatever tid bits she might have learned along the way. She looked at Falin's hazel eyes, identical to her brother's, lidded as she prepared for the next kiss.
The half-elf leaned in using her other hand to also hold Falin, her fingers slightly pressed against her hair as she leaned in for a longer kiss but with the same softness and tenderness, pouring her heart out into every kiss she gave her. Falin, feeling a surge of courage, brought a hand to Marcille's waist, before attempting to part her lips to deepen the kiss, as she had heard of. Marcille's eyes opened wide before mirroring Falin and allowing her tongue to slide in and feel the softness of her companion's tongue. Hums of pleasure escaped them both as they experienced these new sensations for the first time. Marcille felt the taste of the tea she had brewed and the cookies she had served against Falin's tongue. She knitted her eyebrows together as she focused on the details; the feeling of her mouth, her warmth, her teeth, the roof of her mouth, her taste buds, the way her actions might have been as hesitant as her own.
Overwhelmed by stimulus, the human pulled away, her cheeks red and lips slightly plump and pink, while he caught her breath. “Marcille..” She muttered, “yes?” her interlocutor replied, looking as disheveled as her. “I just” she looked her in eyes deeply with what seemed like words burning on her tongue before she looked away and took a deep breath “keep going.”
“Are you sure?” Marcille frowned, confused at the sudden pause. Falin did not need to be asked as she initiated the kiss this time, her lips were misaligned, closer to one the corners of the half-elf's lips. Marcille smiled as she repositioned herself to lean in in return, one of her hands of Falin's face, while the other rested on her shoulder slowly sliding lower to her waist and hips. Falin mirrored her by also allowing her hands to roam over Marcille's form, quickly picking up all the information she could, playing along. The tension thickened and so did the heat between them, their shallow breaths mingling as the kisses grew progressively sloppier.
With a sudden burst of courage, Marcille pulled away just enough to land the next kiss a bit lower than her lips as she intended to kiss up Falin’s soft jaw, slow intentional kisses, one following the next closer and close to her ear. While one of her hands cupped her cheek and gave her head support as she tilted it away, the other cleared a path on her neck by pushing away the collar of her dress. Marcille kissed the spot beneath her ear which caused a noticeable shiver to run through Falin to which she smiled as she kissed further down “Ticklish?” She spoke up between kisses. “Yeah” the other replied after a bit of a pause, unsure if she should have given away that information. Marcille chuckled as she leaned back in to repeatedly kiss the area her hands went straight to her abdomen where she knew she was just as ticklish, to that the other woman squeaked and squirmed until she freed herself by pushing down on her attacker until she had her pinned on the couch cushions.
The half-elf's ears glowed pink as she felt the body of the tallwoman crash against hers as she held her in place. “You're gonna regret that” Falin proclaimed with a smirk before she leaned in tilting her head to mimic what the former had just been doing while her hands held her arms above her head. She kissed and licked, sometimes even nibbled at the sensitive skin as she slowly got closer and closer to her cleavage.
In a symphony of squeals, laughs, and uneven breathing they land one on top of the other on the soft mattress before they start shuffling out of their garments, one at a time, helping each other with buttons, laces, and accessories. In an amazing display of brazenness Marcille leaned forward to undo the laces of Falin's bra as she leaned back in to kiss her, slowly trailing down to the top of her chest before pushing the fabric off her. The latter gasped as she felt the former squeeze her breast, gently toying with a peak. slowly the half elf continued her kisses lower until she reached her bloomers from which she looked up at her counterpart for permission.
Falin’s body was buzzing with excitement, quickly lifting her hips to allow Marcille to continue, curiosity filling every fiber of her body. Marcille obliged and unlaced the garment before pulling it down. With unrestrained interest she looked at her nude body, her glaze dragging off her fair skin, the bumps, the scars, the stretch marks. Meanwhile Falin’s face grew redder by the second, “You’re staring” she commented “I can’t help myself” Marcille whispered in response before snapping out of it by rubbing her hands over her blushing face. Marcille stepped out of her own underwear before coming back to lay next to her angel, that was what she looked like to her, an angel from the moment they met at the academy and she presented her with an insect, to the ways in which she stuffed her cherub cheeks with wild raspberries she found.
With careful fingers, the older one caressed the other’s hip, feeling her soft skin and curve of her flesh into her thigh before she lifted her hand again, getting it closer and closer to her vulva. As she pressed against her, her mind rushed to how she usually did it to herself, finding her clitoris and focusing her stimulus there, slowly, and carefully at first. Falin lips parted automatically at the contact, turning her head to look at Marcille who was already looking at her. She leaned forward to kiss her and beyond the strong sensations between her legs she tried hard to focus on giving Marcille good pleasurable kisses too. Pressure built up quickly due to Marcille’s practiced hand and the knot building up in the woman’s core released much to her delight. She heaved against her friend’s shoulder. Marcille pulled her hand out slowly and kissed the side of Falin’s face as she caught her breath.
“I have to… return the favor” She breathed out. Marcille blushed deeper if that was even possible “You don’t have to do anything” She chuckled “But I won’t stop you”.
After a few more moments, in which Falin psyched herself up, she turned around to face her friend. She leaned forward for a few kisses before trailing down her neck and chest, giving her smaller breasts some attention with kisses and licks. She adjusted her position to straddle Marcille and adjusted to position her cunt to top of hers. She grinded down on her slowly but firmly, long strong strokes from top to bottom as she gripped her hands. A cacophony of whines and moans escaped their lips as they moved against each other. Falin, overstimulated as she was, quickly reached a second peak. They simply flipped positions with Falin’s insistence, to allow Marcille to finish as well.
They laid side by side in bed staring up at the ceiling as they caught their breath. Their minds slowly recovered as they felt themselves swaying along the wave of pleasure. Falin finally turned to her side to face Marcille, scooting closer to her so that her head was on the other's shoulder. She quietly looked over her features for a while, Marcille already felt exhaustion taking over her body, she fluttered her eyes open whenever she felt herself too close to falling asleep.
“Marcille” The human called, the half-elf hummed in acknowledgment as she turned her head to look at her friend, could she even still be called that now? “I don’t think I should get married.” she stated bluntly. To that Marcille felt a wave of calm soothe away her anxieties, she couldn’t even fake an expression of concern or surprise, instead she stretched an arm to wrap around her girl and leaned forward to kiss her forehead “Then don't.” she mumbled before feeling herself start to doze off, feeling so perfectly at ease.
Had a dream last night that i was a knight and this bigger scarier knight had me on the ground and right before he swung his sword at my neck he said smth like "i mourn the loss of life for the tree who will become your coffin" which shouldnt of turned me on like it did but alas
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