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delicious-in-imagines · 28 days

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Hiiiii~! Could I get some kiss hcs for kabru, mithrun, and falin?

Of course you can, hun! (Also man, the Kabru love - all three requests I've gotten have him in there!)

Kabru of Utaya

Kabru definitely seems like the type to take good care of himself, so he's definitely got soft lips, if only a little rough on the very edge of the inside from lightly chewing them.

We all know that Kabru has his eyes on everyone constantly, reading their behavior, their reactions - and that absolutely extends to you. Especially when the pair of you are locking lips.

Oh sure, it's going to start out all sweet and chaste, just a peck here and there. But, as he does so, he's always going to be taking in the way that you react to each kiss, finding each one of your weak spots before you may even realize you have them.

He's definitely a tease. He loves long, indulgent kisses, starting with a brush of his lips against your hands tucked into his own, grazing along your knuckles. He'll slowly make his way up your arm, along your shoulder, into the crook of your neck. His pace is absolutely glacial as he continues up along your jaw, and finally, once you're desperate for his lips on yours - he goes in for the kill.

Those kinds of kisses are obviously reserved for private moments between the two of you, though he isn't against a quick smooch in front of the others.

Usually these happen before setting off for the day in the form of a 'good luck' kiss, quick and chaste as can be. Holm will tease him wondering where his good luck kiss is, meanwhile Mickbell is gagging in the background like a small kid watching their parents smooch.

Spoilers for Mithrun and Falin below!

Mithrun of the House of Kerensil

Mithrun's kisses are going to depend entirely on what point in the manga that you're getting them from him.

Pre-ending, you're going to have to be the one to initiate every kiss. He feels the effects of the kiss on him, the heat pooling in his gut, the way his heart may skip a beat - but that lacking desire really makes him struggle to reciprocate. He doesn't feel the want to kiss or embrace you, even if his body reacts to the sensations.

It's something that you wil continue to struggle with through to the end, just like making sure that he eats and sleeps to his body's satisfaction. The longing in his heart that doesn't make sense in his head - only replaced by the gentle thumping in the wake of your kisses.

Post-ending is a different story entirely. His pursuit of creating new desires means that he plays a much more active part in the relationship, especially when it comes to his kisses. They're gentle, soft things, and yet carry the insistence of a man chasing after finally wanting something in over forty years.

He'll press and press and press intent on taking everything that you're willing to give in the kiss. He'll leave you gasping for breath, face flushed and heart thumping a staccato against your sternum, meanwhile he looks only the tiniest bit ruffled. Completely unfair.

His lips are almost always lightly chapped, and if you stop him before he kisses you to tell him to put some balm on, he'll come back almost immediately, which means you get to share!

He hardly cares wherever he is, or whoever he's around. When he feels that inkling that too much time has passed since he's locked lips with you, he's going to get that kiss. The Canaries will groan, whoop, and tease constantly, considering that they are usually in the front row for these lip locks. For all their reactions, each and every one of them are glad to see Mithrun beginning to return to some sort of normalcy.

Falin Touden

Before her transformation she's more of a shy kisser. You can always tell when the two of you have been doing it, because she's all disheveled and flushed in the face.

Some of her favorite kisses are when you pepper her face in gentle kisses, though she once again gets so flustered. She'll try to reciprocate, but it usually ends in the two of you bumping noses, or clicking teeth, and peals of laughter shared between the two of you.

You can always tell whenever she wants a kiss from you, because she'll sort of hover around you, wringing her hands. If you ask her if she wants a kiss, she'll give an embarrassed squeak before nodding, and leaning in to meet you half way.

After her transformation and second revival, she's a little more of a go-getter. Gone are the days of waifishly swooning while she waits for a kiss, she'll grab ahold of you by the face, smiling so wide before she plants one right on your lips. You can feel her happiness plain on her lips, and your kisses are peppered with giggles and cooing.

She'll also continue to chase the kiss, and it almost feels like she's trying to consume you from the inside of your mouth. She won't stop until you're the one pulling away, the slightly pinprick to her pupils, blush painted along her cheeks as she rests her forehead against you, waiting for you to catch your breath before going back for round 2... or 3.

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi reader #delicious in dungeon reader #x reader #headcanons #hcs #dungeon meshi headcanons #delicious in dungeon headcanons #kabru of utaya #falin touden #mithrun of the house of kerensil

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danganphobia · 17 days

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for laishuro college au drabble requests... maybe the squad™ goes to an escape room or a haunted house? i feel like there could be some silly shenanigans there. like toshiro getting jumpscared and jumping into laios' arms but also maybe laios getting scared by some guy chasing him (because escape rooms sometimes have like those story scenarios? i think) and toshiro just calmly using his #martial arts skills to defend laios ...

i say the squad™ because i enjoy them hanging out sm in high society ^v^ totally fine if ur not up for it tho ahahs

oh i love this idea. i went with haunted house because i wanted a fun excuse to dress everyone up. fic is cross-posted to ao3, but you can read it under the cut!

Laios had the car parked in front of Marcille and Falin’s building. Him and Toshiro waited.

“When does the event start again?” Toshiro asked.

“Uh…” Laios looked down at his phone. “Fifteen minutes ago.”

“Oh dear, we’re late then.”

“They’ll come out!”

Judging by Laios’ incredible patience, Toshiro had nothing to worry about. They were meeting Kabru, Mithrun, Kiki, Namari, Senshi, and Chilchuck at the scream park, because Laios wanted them all to do something for Halloween together.

It’s the thirtieth of October, so it wasn’t even the day of Halloween — but that was because they had busy schedules on Halloween day. The joys of being an adult.

Falin and Marcille came running out the front door, rushing over to the car. They knocked on the window, and Laios unlocked the door for them to climb in the backseat.

“Sorry!” Falin said, bringing something else in the car with her. It was an axe.

“Patrick Bateman?” Toshiro asked, looking back at Falin’s bloody suit.

“Yeah!” Falin beamed. “Marcille was helping me with the makeup.” Marcille on the other hand, dressed up as Margot Robbie’s Barbie. A stark contrast of their personalities tonight.

“Chilchuck said if we don’t get there in the next hour they’re gonna leave without us,” Marcille said. “Drive!” She hissed.

“Jeez, okay!” Laios started up the car.

When they reached the scream park, it was crowded with university students and older adults in costumes. They searched for their friends, finding them in the main area.

“What’s everyone dressed up as again?” Toshiro questioned.

“Uh… I think Senshi’s Kratos, Chilchuck, I’m not sure if he dressed up,” Falin explained. “Namari’s Jessie and Kiki’s Catwoman.”

“Kabru and Mithrun are Pavitr and Gwen,” Laios said.

“Then I think they’re right over there,” Marcille pointed at a familiar group huddled in front of a gargoyle statue.

She was right, because when Kabru spotted them he went, “hey bitches!”

“Yeah that’s Kabru,” Toshiro said with a snort. Upon meeting up, Namari and Kabru wolf-whistled at the couples.

“If it isn’t Laios S. Kennedy and Toshiro Wong!” Namari hollered. “Damn, you guys look good!”

“Thanks!” Laios chirped, and Toshiro blushed, giving a quieter, meek “thank you” to their compliments.

“Aww, Chil, you dressed up!” Marcille gushed at his Mario costume. “That’s so cute!”

“It’s minimal effort,” Chilchuck grumbled. He was right. He just had on a red shirt with overalls, a brown cap, and a red cap with an M drawn on it with a white marker. “My daughters dressed me up. They forced me to.”

“Alright! Now that everyone’s here!” Laios clapped his hands. “Are we ready to get scared?!”

They chorused in agreement, except for Toshiro, who was shifting in discomfort when they joined the growing line of eager guests.

It was fast-moving, because next thing Toshiro knew the grim reaper dude at the door went “have fun,” welcoming them inside. He shuffled closer to Laios, unconsciously holding on to him when they progressed through the house.

This place wasted no time with the scares, jumping out at them at every corner. Kabru and Namari were making jokes. Kiki on the other hand, clung to Namari, probably to boost Namari’s ego from her overexaggerated reactions.

Chilchuck pretended he wasn’t disturbed by the elaborate detail on the costumes, but he’d grab Senshi’s arm every now and then. Marcille couldn’t peel herself away from Falin’s side even if she tried.

Mithrun had a straight-face the entire time, it was hard to tell if they were enjoying themselves, until the gang's screeching made them giggle, holding onto Kabru. Toshiro wondered if he and Marcille were the only ones genuinely terrified.

“Babe,” Laios said, moving on to the next room. “You’re gonna break my arm at this rate.”

“Huh?” Toshiro noticed he was clinging to Laios with a strong grip, practically hiding behind his shoulder. “Sorry…”

“Do you not like haunted houses?” Laios asked with a snort. “The monsters here are crazy scary, but they’re not real, y’know. I wish they were. Are they too spooky for you?”

“Such establishments don’t bode too well for me, Laios,” Toshiro mumbled. “I’m not exactly a fan of horror mo—AH!” A masked man wielding a chainsaw popped out of a shadowed corner.

“Oh hell no!” Kabru’s voice boomed, everyone scrambled to the next set, being chased by the masked man until they lost him, breaking out into hysterical laughter.

“Toshiro, your screams are so cute!” Laios said, giggling. Toshiro punched his shoulder, panting. He thought he was going to die back there.

There were more strange creatures lurking in the corners the more they progressed into the haunted attraction, waiting for the opportunity to spook passing guests. Marcille shrieked that she nearly peed, causing them to laugh, and that was the one time she and Toshiro came to a mutual understanding.

Huddled together, the silence in the dark, hazy room would be interrupted by a growl or a shrill voice echoing in the air, causing them to jump and bump into each other like cartoon characters.

Then, a sudden fart ripped through the air.

“Did somebody just fucking fart?” Namari asked with a grimace.

Awkward silence, before Laios shyly confessed. “Sorry. I got tense for a second.”

The group’s faces twisted in disgust at the smell, scolding him. “I said I was sorry!”

“Relax, son,” Senshi chuckled. “You’re in good company.”

“What the fuck did you eat, man?” Chilchuck said, scrunching up his nose. “That shit stinks.”

“Philly cheesesteak,” Laios replied.

“Alright girlies, let’s keep going!” Kabru said, guiding them across the set. “No pussying out!”

Whenever Laios wandered too far, Toshiro followed after him like a deer in the headlights. It was hard to see, the lights always flickering. If he strayed too far from the crowd he was afraid he’d bump into another fake body bag, or a Frankenstein bursting from a coffin and scaring him into cardiac arrest.

“Nice costume!” Laios complimented one of the actors, dressed as some sort of freakish ghoul. They were at a dead end. “Do you guys know where the other room is? I think we’re lost.”

“GRAH!” The actor screamed at them, Toshiro squeaked, but Laios was unfazed.

“GRAH!” Laios shouted back, and he actually spooked the actor in return.

“Holy fuck,” the actor gawked. “Scared the shit outta me, man.”

“Laios, they’re not supposed to talk to you!” Toshiro hissed, smacking his arm and dragging him in the other direction, apologizing to the poor actor. “I think everyone went over there.” If Laios stopped and talked to every single actor (and animatronic, as he couldn’t tell the difference) in every set, they would never make it out of the house, he got distracted too easily, rambling to Toshiro about the intricate monster SFX details that fascinated him, and Toshiro was desperately trying not to pee his pants.

“Guys?!” Marcille called out into the eerie mist surrounding the house. “Where’d you go?!”

“Easy girl, we’re right here, not dead yet.” Kabru said, making Marcille sigh with relief. In the next set, there was a staged fight between a woman and a werewolf, mimicking a final girl scene in a horror movie. With the way she pounced on the creature and started stabbing at its chest with a steak knife looked real, causing Kabru to say, “he need some milk!” laughter erupting from the group at his comment.

Toshiro had to double-check if the poor guy was alive and still breathing. She just kept on stabbing him.

“Hurry it up back there!” Namari barked at Laios and Toshiro, lingering behind everyone else. Laios gave a sheepish apology, finding their way back to the gang. Toshiro’s gloved palm was sweaty, holding Laios’ the whole time, squeezing every now and then so they wouldn’t slip away from each other.

So far, the only thing that actually scared Laios was a part-cephalopod and part-man creature wielding multiple knives. The costume was so ridiculous that it made Toshiro laugh when they booked it so fast across the house, passing everyone else getting jerked around by the actors from wall to wall.

When they emerged from the house, Toshiro was laughing so hard he needed a moment to catch his breath, face red and buried into Laios’ chest.

“Out of all the monsters we saw in there,” he wheezed, holding onto Laios’ stupidly tight shirt and suspenders. “A-An octopus man is what frightened you?”

“I don’t like them!” Laios whined, tears pricking at his eyes from how spooked he was. “They’re so slimy and scary! And he had knives on his tentacles!”

“I’m sorry—” Toshiro broke out into another fit of giggles, the rest of the gang exiting the house in pairs. “That is utterly hilarious. I thought nothing scared you.”

“I admit, that one got me good,” Laios said, smiling again. The others were discussing how fun the house was, decidedly hungry, good thing Senshi brought along a full-course meal to feed everyone. “What about you?” He asked curiously.

“It was… highly disturbing,” Toshiro said, being honest. “But I had a lot of fun.” Laios’ face lit up at the confession, especially when Toshiro pecked him on the check, wrapping his arm around Laios. “Thank you, for protecting me.”

Laios froze, his face slowly turning redder than a tomato at Toshiro’s kind words. “Buh,” he stammered, completely incoherent and flustered. “Wuh. Huh. Uh. I. Uh. N—N-No p-problem…”

Laughing, Toshiro hauled his blubbering, blushing boyfriend over to follow the rest of the group to the canteen.

Marcille asked if Toshiro had broken Laios as they got seated at a large table, making the whole table cackle loudly.

#dungeon meshi #laishuro #kabumisu #kikimari #farcille #chilshi #fic: high society #van writes

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kabrumithrun · 3 months

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New Fic: A Fleeting Eternity (That I spent with you)

https://ift.tt/hE7Oytr by MangetsuAme In a world full of fantasy races, of course, elves live so much longer than tall-men. Half-elves live even longer. Half-foots live shorter lives still. That’s one of the many reasons interracial relationships are so rare. It isn’t rational, not at all. But since when is love rational? Love rarely follows the path of logic, instead twisting along its own path. Love doesn’t care about lifespans. And love doesn’t care about the aftermath either. Love is beautiful. Love is cruel. Love is love, and grief is grief. And their combination is the most terrible of all. Words: 1002, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: ダンジョン飯 | Dungeon Meshi | Delicious in Dungeon Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Categories: F/F, M/M Characters: Kabru (Dungeon Meshi), Mithrun of the House of Kerensil, Falin Touden, Laios Touden, Marcille Donato, Chilchuck Tims, Izutsumi (Dungeon Meshi), Senshi (Dungeon Meshi), Milsiril of the House of Tol Relationships: Kabru/Mithrun of the House of Kerensil, Marcille Donato/Falin Touden Additional Tags: everyone dies, Angst, Heavy Angst, Fantasy Lifespans, idk man that one comic got me thinking, and then BAM 1k words of pure angst, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Suicide, Bittersweet, but mostly bitter, no beta we die like falin https://ift.tt/hE7Oytr

#Delicious in Dungeon #Dungeon Meshi #Kabru #Mithrun #Kabumisu #Kabrun #KabruMithrun #KabruxMithrun #Kabru/Mithrun #Misrun #Misurn #fanfic #DeliciousInDungeon #DungeonMeshi #IFTTT #ao3feed

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delicious-in-imagines · 25 days

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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.

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