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Best morning ever | cyj

↬ pairing: yeonjun x f!reader

↬ genre: established relationship, domestic au, fluff (if you squint), smut, pwp.

↬ summary: you wake up to your boyfriend between your legs; not that you’re complaining.

↬ rating: 18+ (minors dni)

↬ word count: ~1.9K

↬ warnings/tags: profanity, brief somnophilia(?), dom/sub undertones, cunnilingus, dirty talk, use of pet names, unprotected, penetrative sex, praising, cream pie.

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˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌺 a/n ꒱ hi, hello <3! this is actually the first ever txt fanfic i wrote, back when i started! today, i bring you an edited and ✨enhanced✨ version of the original piece; enjoy!

Hazy sunlight creeps inside your shared bedroom, announcing the morning not so subtly. Yeonjun is already wide awake, admiring your sleeping form and feeling butterflies in his stomach. He lets his slender finger trail down your jaw, neck, stopping right before your poorly hid cleavage. The enticing sight makes him bite down his lower lip instinctively.

He can see everything through the sheer material of his white shirt on your body, and it’s most definitely making his blood rush to the south. With a shuddering breath, Yeonjun continues his journey, earning a soft whimper from your still asleep self. He stops once he reaches the waistband of your panties, his eyes shooting up to your face. Somehow, you’ve managed to sleep like a baby through the whole ordeal, unaware of the sinful thoughts swirling in Yeonjun’s head.

You look so peaceful, angelic even, your breaths light and your lips parted ever so slightly. With a fond smile, he shakes his head a little, climbing up on you. Yeonjun takes a few moments to stroke away the tousled hairs from your face, his lips pressing a soft kiss on the tip of your nose. His gentle hands unbutton the shirt slowly to leave you only in your baby blue cotton panties.

Your boyfriend keenly watches how goosebumps spread over your skin, your nipples erecting against the cold morning air. The urge to lean down and suck on those sensitive nubs is strong, but he holds himself back.

Feeling bare and unprotected in your sleep, you whine in protest, unwilling to open your eyes. The familiar warmth of Yeonjun floods your senses as he kisses you softly, the touch fleeting yet comforting.

You can feel his fingers tugging down your underwear through the haze of your sleep. But you don’t stop him — subconsciously knowing exactly where this is headed to. It only encourages him to go further, his mouth leaving soft nips on your inner thighs. You purr, and he looks up from between your legs, noticing how your breathing picks up from his touch. Yeonjun parts your legs, dragging his mouth along your inner thigh, so close yet not there. He keeps teasing you to his liking, effectively awakening your body from its slumber.

The pink of his tongue peeks out of his mouth, his hot breath fanning over your core. Your desperate hands grip on the bed sheet, waiting for his touch. After what feels like an eternity, you feel his tongue sliding along your moist folds.

“Junnie!”

You gasp, your lips parting and your eyes flying open. Yeonjun takes the hint, taking your left leg and placing it over his shoulder for better access. He gets to work immediately, covering your pussy with kitten licks, his nose nudging at your clit. With great effort, you manage to support your body on your elbows, his eyes locking with yours.

Yeonjun’s eyes twinkle with mischief, and before you can comprehend anything, his lips are wrapping around your clit, the sensation making you delirious.

“Don’t… ugh, don’t stop please–” you fall back on the mattress and cry out, his teeth lightly grazing over the sensitive nub.

“Shh, I’m not stopping, baby.”

He flattens his tongue against your slit, going up and down but not giving you what you need. It amuses him — the way you make cute sounds of frustration, writhing uncontrollably under him. You’re entirely under his mercy.

Growing impatient as the urgency rises, Yeonjun finally pushes his tongue inside the molten warmth of your cunt, his low groan sending vibrations throughout you. Your back arches off the mattress from the sensation. The feeling of him inside you intoxicates you, your body hypersensitive to each stroke of his tongue. You both moan simultaneously when he starts fucking you with his tongue, your head hitting the pillow.

Junnie grunts, pushing harder and deeper, your essence filling his mouth. Your toes curl as you crest higher, and he softly brushes his thumb on the sensitive bundle of nerves. You buck up your hips, trying to move with his ministrations as he delves his tongue in and out, his thumb rolling your clit in tight circles. Out of breath, you wound your fingers in his hair, trying to ground yourself.

He softly plucks his tongue out, groaning as he enjoys the way you pull on his hair strands. He dives back down to slurp at your juices eagerly, ravishing you like he’s been starved. Yeonjun wraps his lips around the swollen nub, sucking and grazing his teeth on it.

“Please…” You whimper, your legs shaking as you plead.

“Please what, baby?” He hums, suckling on your clit. “You know you can say it better for me, don’t you?”

“Please! God, I– I’m gonna come!”

You feel his lips curling against you before he pulls away, moving down to your sopping entrance. The warm, flexible muscle slides into you again, his index finger rolling your clitoris. Without prior warnings, your orgasm blazes through you like a tidal wave, body trembling as you gush around him. Junnie moans appreciatively, devouring every single drop that you offered to him. With slow, long licks, he lets you ride out your high, sensitizing you further.

“My princess loves it, yeah? The way I eat out your pretty pussy until you come?”

You open your eyes to find him hovering over your spent body, a devilish smirk on his lips. His mouth is covered with your slick, glistening under the golden rays of the early sun. The urge to have him buried deep inside you invades your mind at the sight, and you mewl, “Junnie.”

Yeonjun quirks one of his eyebrows, “Yeah, baby?”

“I wan’– need your cock in me.”

“Fuck, you say it so prettily. How can I say no to that?” His hungry mouth finds yours, and you immediately taste yourself on his tongue, a moan escaping you. He pulls down his sweatpants with his boxers, resting his erection between your slippery folds. You feel yourself clenching around nothing, weak at the feeling of his rock-hard cock rubbing against your pussy. He knows you like it; he knows that it drives you crazy.

“Please, baby, I– can’t,” you whine with a pout.

“Please what, my angel?” Yeonjun smiles. Even though he’s running very low on patience, he teases you. His pre-cum is dribbling down onto your slit, making a mess, but he still wants to hear that final confirmation.

“In me… I’m ready…” you whisper, eyes glazed up.

“Fuck.” He positions himself along your needy, waiting hole. His bulbous, thick head protrudes in a bit, causing you to gasp. You intertwine your fingers together right before he pushes inside, your head lolling back in pleasure. Your moans get muffled as he kisses you hungrily, your inner walls stretching to give him space.

“Yeah baby, just like that, take it, it’s all yours.”

You manage a broken whisper in response, adjusting to his size. Yeonjun holds you close, starting with slow, languid thrusts, pulling and pushing, giving you time to get used to the stretch. Soon, you start to rock your hips, building up a rhythm with him. He growls, surging his hips forward again and again, hitting all those spots inside you that make you feel mushy. His mouth finds its refuge on your shoulder, cock plummeting into your warm, tight and slippery depths.

Yeonjun rests his forehead against yours, rasping, “Can you hear that? Can you hear how fucking wet you are for me? Hm?” As if to prove his point, the squelching sound increases, the raw sound of skin slapping against skin magnifying the wet noise. You struggle to form a coherent sentence. But knowing very well that he’ll demand for an answer, you just nod your head vigorously.

“Baby can’t even talk, huh? Am I fucking my baby dumb? That she can’t even use her words?” A few rough thrusts hit your cervix, tears gathering in your eyes. He’s fucking you good. Yeonjun is in a frenzy, his pace quickening with each of his strokes, deep moans of satisfaction rumbling in his throat.

“Pussy so good, fuck! You’re so good to me, baby, squeezing me so well. So wet and hot for me. Taking this dick like a good girl.” Your boyfriend murmurs all these praises like a mantra, his weight pushing you down and bending you further. Tears gather in your eyes from the intense stimulation. It feels so unbelievably good. Your whole body is buzzing with pleasure.

A string of incoherent words leaves your throat, your nails raking on his back, sure to leave visible marks the next day. His cock twitches inside you, wrapped up snug in your gummy walls, both of you moaning simultaneously. You bury your face in his shoulder as the knot in your lower tummy tightens further.

“I know you’re close, baby. Come for me.” Yeonjun groans, moving harder against you, making sure to grind against your clit with his pelvis as he moves. Clearly over stimulated, you quiver beneath him, white spots appearing in your vision.

“Junnie!” You cry out, your walls clenching around his cock as you reach your high. He slows down with a low growl, your cunt pulsating around him sporadically. His pace turns sloppy, and he moans your name, getting closer to his own release.

“Fuck, fuck! I’m gonna come, baby. I’m— fuck!” Yeonjun collapses on you, his ecstasy crashing over him as he drains his balls inside you. You shudder, pussy clenching as he fills you up with his seed to the brim. His body gives up, crashing down on you — which you accept with open arms.

You stroke his hair, trying to catch your breath while he soothes the bites left by him in the fit of passion. He rolls over after a while, pulling you close and kissing your forehead.

“Wow… So that was something.” Yeonjun sighs, drawing random patterns on your back with his fingers.

You nuzzle his chest, cuddling up to him, “Why?”

“This is the best way to start my day. Why didn’t I think of this before?” He chuckles, squeezing you in his arms.

“Maybe because your galaxy brain isn’t really a galaxy brain?”

Junnie shoots you a glare, smacking your ass. “Don’t push my buttons, I’m in a good mood, ‘kay?” He continues after a brief pause and sigh, “Wanna take a shower together? To save water, obviously.”

You giggle, “Showers are supposed to clean you up, not to make you dirtier.”

Yeonjun pouts, burying his face in your chest and groaning, “It’s not like I’m coming all over you and making a mess, I just come in you.”

You tap your chin, pretending to ponder over his invitation. On the other hand, impatient and careless, he stands up all of a sudden, picking you up in his arms and carrying you towards the bathroom.

“Why don’t you– ah-mmh!”

The rest of your sentence turns into a whimper as he pushes three of his fingers into your mouth. You moan, looking at him through half-closed eyelids.

“Were you saying something?” Yeonjun sets you down on the bathroom counter, smirking. You shake your head no, sucking on his fingers obediently. “Such a good girl, that’s what I thought. You wanna suck my cock instead of my fingers, baby?”

You nod eagerly, and he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, kissing you passionately. Not to be biased, but this has been the best morning ever.

Yeonjun prays that all the mornings would be like this from now on.

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thank you so much for reading <33!! i’m like, kinda proud of this 😗? hope this was a good read! apologies for any mistakes left in there!

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cyberexo · 11 months

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Sandwiched in between Baekhyun & Chanyeol after a show- with their shirts drenched in sweat transferring onto your own along the tremendous body heat they’re letting off. I’d like to have this.

#exo chanyeol #exo baekhyun #timestamp #suggestive #exo timestamp #chanyeol timestamp #baekhyun timestamp #when can i have this

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moka-city · 1 year

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Imagining soft lazy mornings (or morning after's) with a gf. Me standing there making breakfast, her walking up behind me and hugging my waist. Resting her head on my shoulder just watching me cook.

Soft forehead kisses and neck nuzzles. Wandering hands with nothing else expected or implied; just enjoying each other's company 🥺

#lesbian #wlw #sapphic #slight d/s dynamics #imagine #sfw #biseuxal #domestic fluff #fluffy #when can i have this #please end my misery

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cloud-ya · 1 month

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outcast of the village

#werewolf #folklore #slavic #poland #folk clothing #folk costume #wolf #me when The Peasants (2023) i hate that movie #nothing against it I actually love how it's made along with the soundtrack and references to polish paintings #but having watched it in cinema it triggered so many traumas that i wanted to immediately leave the screening room #kto się wychował na polskiej wsi ten się w cyrku nie śmieje #art #pl #polblr #how much more tags can i fit to get people to notice this? let's see!

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endusviolence · 2 months

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Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?

I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?

In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".

Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.

This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.

Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.

The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]

There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.

This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]

As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.

But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?

Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.

#transgender #trans history #transsexual #transphobia #Magnus Hirschfeld #holocaust #holocaust denial #book burning #j.k. rowling #jk rowling #just in case you missed what i mean by all this: go fuck yourself anon :)#trans people have always existed #and we will always exist #if you really wanna pick a fight with me over well-documented history then you better bring in some sources to back your shit #queer history #queer #lgbt+#lgbta+#lgbt #lgbt history #edit: i finally got around to those damn image IDs. i am so very sorry for totally forgetting that's my bimbo moment of the month #also real quick i thought about adding an image of the actual building but the only one i can find has a Nazi parade in front of it #it was taken the day of the book burning raid and honestly if i were to include it then i'd add it to the first few paragraphs #and i think the story's better told when you uphold the hope Magnus Hirschfeld and all the researchers he worked with had #also keeps being brought up: yes Hirschfeld was a eugenicist. it was a popular belief set that was only discredited after WW2 #Hirschfeld died in 1935. he literally didn't live long enough to see science turn against those beliefs and practices #considering how he changed his mind on transitions i like to think he would've changed his mind on eugenics too if he'd lived

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corviiids · 5 months

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my top bit of advice going into the new year: compliment people. especially strangers. literally everyone you interact with if you can. when you buy coffee in the morning compliment the barista's tattoos. when you're chatting with a coworker tell them that by the way you like their outfit. always find something they've chosen to do on purpose. nail polish, jewellery, tattoos, hair colour/style, statement accessory, outfit, etc are all good bets. things people hope will be noticed. things that aren't too personal so it doesn't make them uncomfortable (eg probably not their physical features). i've gotten into the habit of scanning everyone i talk to for something about them that i think is cool so i can tell them. it's a great habit because it makes me notice people and realise just how many neat little details there are in people's presentation of themselves that might pass me by if i wasn't paying attention. and it brings out so much joy. you'd be surprised how much it disarms people to receive an unexpected compliment from someone they don't know. it is the most sincere smile you will see all day long. it feels nice to make people happy but it also means you win the social interaction. establish dominance by complimenting a stranger's earrings and disappearing into the fog

#rookposting #the little 'oh!' followed by a big grin is now my highlight in every interaction i have with a stranger #you can always spot the things people hope will be noticed and you have no idea how happy it makes people when it gets noticed #i find it's always better to compliment things they did deliberately vs complimenting stuff like their voice or their face or other things #that are inherent or they cant change because that can make people uncomfortable for one thing to hear that from a stranger #but it's also just less meaningful imo because they didnt do that on purpose

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proxycrit · 2 months

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I made another one. Sorry guys.

#pokemon #art #my art #unholy grab bag of guys #smeargle #pokemon oc #smeargle oc #pkmn art #oc art #oc #crusty the smeargle #sweaty the absol #critdraws #they fill me with emotions that i can not describe #fear? revulsion? joy???#anyways crusty can have an airsack as a treat #when it deflates it sounds like a whiney train horn #or a very big bike honk

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gideonisms · 1 year

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I LOVE being alive so I can be mediocre at SO many different hobbies

#this isn't sarcasm at all i love to try different tasks i get mediocre at a new thing every year #i love to learn about other people's hobbies!!#i am having a great time #there are so many things to do who can blame me for getting distracted from life tasks that are boring when there are all these fun ones

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acorviart · 8 days

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not to sound like a boomer, but I need some people to learn how to write emails in a semi-professional (at the very least) format so you're not cold emailing a business/potential employer/any other stranger about formal matters in the exact same way you'd DM a close friend on instagram

the formality/language can loosen up in the email chain once you've established a rapport and you match the other person if they're being less formal, but please don't have the very first email you send a stranger be written in all lowercase ultra-casual sms slang with no greeting or signature and a billion emojis

#this sounds like a 'argh kids these days doing [insert exaggerated story they don't actually do in reality]' kind of thing #except that I've gotten soooo many emails like this #there's a reason that I don't have my DMs open on any socmed and it's bc they attract people getting way too casual/parasocial immediately #and forcing people to write out an email both filters out 90% of weird impulse messages and also throws them out of that casual headspace #except that I can actively tell when this fails and someone is treating emails as if they're the same thing as DMs

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coffeenonsense · 4 months

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"astarion is a traumatized abuse victim who deserves kindness" and "astarion is a mean rat bastard man who would rip out your throat for a corn chip if he felt like it" are two statements that can and should coexist

#the duality of vampire #i love our vampling as much as the next person #but fundamentally he's a bitchy self serving little gremlin and that facet of his character should be explored more #it's fun when he cries AND when he's evil okay i can have both #astarion #astarion ancunin #bg3 #baldur's gate 3

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ambrosiagourmet · 3 months

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I want to talk about why I think this is the one of the most important Falin panels:

So, Falin is really nice, right? It's one of the first things we really learn about her. She's kind even to the monsters of the dungeon - choosing to ward the party rather than fight spirits and cause them needless harm.

In the above early flashback in chapter 11, we see Marcille fawning over Falin's kindness, calling her an angel. Namari calls her soft-hearted. We see Falin choose not to fight even when a zombie attacks - instead she resolves the confrontation with a hug. After the flashback, the first thing Senshi says is that Falin "sounds like quite the person," which Marcille strongly affirms.

At this point in the story, all we have seen of Falin are these impressions; she is a healer, an angel, a caretaker with an infinite well of kindness towards everyone she meets - both friend and foe.

And honestly, that remains most of what we have to go by to understand her. The only times we get to see Falin on the page, alive and just herself, are in the opening and closing pages of the story and in the brief period of time after she is resurrected.

Nonetheless, we do have some more details to work with. For one, there is the scene that The Panel is from - a short memory in chapter 75, when Marcille flashes back to while she's dying. In that scene, Falin prepares to teleport them all out, and says that she's sorry "if there is a person at [their] destination." And that's when we get The Panel.

If you teleport someone or something into another person, the person teleported into is likely to be, at minimum, severely injured. They could die.

We can see a lovely little horrifying example of exactly why in one of the Daydream Hour doodles:

So, hmm. That's not... that's not SUPER nice. Certainly not displaying the same "kindness to all, friend and foe included" we saw represented earlier. On a basic level, this adds some nuance to Falin's kindness. We see it break a little, when pushed to the limit. We see her chose to protect the people she loves above all else.

Which makes sense! As Laios says when the Winged Lion accuses him of similarly being motivated more by his friends' safety than everyone else in the dungeon, "...most people, aside from virtuous do-gooders, would feel the same way."

So, we can take The Panel as simply showing a moment of weakness for Falin. A time when she was pushed to her limits, and that "most people" selfish side of her shone through.

However... I think there's a little more going on with Falin than just her being an angel 99% of the time, except just that once. I love The Panel because I think it helps us understand that Falin isn't just motivated by kindness - she also has a desire to avoid seeing people in pain.

Isn't that the same thing?

No, no it very much is not.

Let's look at a short comic from the Falin section of the Adventurer's Bible, because I think it illustrates this point perfectly. The group is complaining about how much Marcille's healing hurts, and comparing it to Falin's, which "doesn't hurt a bit." Marcille retorts with the following:

Now, the punchline of this comic is that, despite Marcille's sentimental assertion that she's "thinking of [them]" by letting her healing magic hurt, they all still prefer to be healed by Falin.

But hey, this wouldn't be the first time that Dungeon Meshi hides a very real character beat or insight in a gag, so let's think about this somewhat seriously.

If Marcille is right (and she knows a fair bit about magic, so we can assume that she has at least somewhat of a point), then what Falin is doing isn't kind. I suppose if someone specifically requested to not feel the pain, it could be kind, but that's not really what happened here. She is the one who felt badly about the others being in pain, and she is the one who decided, without telling them or giving them a choice in the matter, to take away that pain.

Both Marcille and Falin are healing the party, but Marcille is doing it in a way that accomplishes the task in the most straight forward way, without any additional interference. Falin is going out of her way to perform the healing in a way she is more comfortable with. A way that avoids pain.

Going back the The Panel, I don't think its a coincidence that the only time we see Falin (well, non-chimera Falin) willing to do something that could hurt someone is when any potential pain will be far away from her. If she got someone hurt or killed by teleporting the party to the surface? Not only would it be far out of her sight, but she'd be dead before she had to deal with any consequences of that action.

Falin is not a confrontational person. She doesn't push when Marcille won't tell her the truth about the resurrection, and she comforts Laios about her own death - both of those things happening in the only full chapter she is alive and conscious in the whole story.

We also know that she considered accepting Shuro's proposal, despite not having any special feelings towards him, and that Falin never explained to Marcille that she wanted them to share a meal together. When she brought Marcille various foods at the academy, she just accepted Marcille's confused rejection and gave up.

And lastly, we know that she is still in contact with her parents, despite the neglect and abuse she suffered at their hands. Although the way someone chooses to handle contact with abusive or bad family is a complicated topic, which I don't want to overly simplify, I do I think this fact gets at the heart of how she handles conflict.

So many people that Falin loves have hurt her. There are understandable hurts, like Laios leaving the village, or Marcille not understanding the food. And there are bigger, far less justifiable hurts - like her parents neglecting her throughout her childhood, and sending her away to be alone at the magic academy.

It doesn't seem like Falin has ever confronted any of it directly.

And the unhealthy aspects of this kind of avoidance of pain and confrontation is one of the things that the story of Dungeon Meshi is all about. We see Laios grapple with it before he goes to kill Falin, and we see Marcille acknowledge it at the end of the story, when she tells Laios that she has come to terms with Falin's death:

Eating is a part of life. Consuming other living things is a part of life. It isn't really possible to avoid that pain - you can only hide from the truth of it. You have to be selfish everyday. You have to eat - to choose to live. To choose to take up space.

And this is something Falin embraces, too. She comes back to life, after all.

We see her choose to come back to life.

And how does she make that choice? She eats. She consumes, and then she is asked a question by the manifestation of hunger itself:

Do you want to eat more?

There is a double meaning in the Winged Lion's final words on the next page.

When I first read this, I took it as him saying: life is cruel. You will suffer. You will feel more pain.

But perhaps, especially for Falin, this also means: you are choosing a path where you must cause pain. Where you must consume. Where you must take, and must be selfish. Because eating is the special privilege of the living, and it is their burden, too. In order to stay alive, she will need to keep eating.

And she chooses that. Chooses to be selfish. It's why her resurrection scene is so important, and it's why The Panel is so important. Because Falin coming back isn't the ultimate reward for all of the party's hard work.

It's her choice. Just like it was her choice that started everything in the first place. But this time, she doesn't choose to accept causing pain for the sake of Marcille and Laios. She does it for her own sake.

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #falin touden #dunmeshi analysis #I love it when dungeon meshi says. the trauma was real and it changed you #and the way you are because of it isn’t anything to be ashamed of #but you have to keep living. you have to chose to keep living.#and you can #dungeon meshi spoilers

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