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its like chilchuck being really tall for half-foot standards, or senshi being really feminine for dwarf standards, or something...
hes just like me fr
like. im AFAB and 170cm tall without shoes, and the standard here is ~150cm... ive always been 'the giant', the really tall one, i've always towered over my peers and i like it! but it freaks me out a little seeing people from other countries going "oh im so short, im only 178cm.." like.... đ
@stray-cat-girl he's from the "northern continent", which i think is meant to be dungeon meshi's equivalent of europe / eurasia? like how the eastern archipelago is meant to represent east asia and japan (picrelated)
idk.. i know people in europe are really tall, but here in mexico the average height for men is around 170cm, so he's a giant for my standards, lol
why is he so fucking tall
(illustration by ryoko kui, originally posted to her blogspot)
LAIOS! THE LAKERS NEED YOU!
why is he so fucking tall
(illustration by ryoko kui, originally posted to her blogspot)
why is he so fucking tall
(illustration by ryoko kui, originally posted to her blogspot)
Mmm mithrun angst, my favorite
Drew this at like 1 in the morning, sleep deprived.
watching Dungeon Meshi like
[cast encounters monster]
me and sister: :0
[cast finds a way to cook and eat the monster]
me and sister: raucous cheering
dungeon meshi but they end up in the back rooms, a cursed idea that was eating away at my brain
Itâs Dungeon Meshi Thursday everybody! Have another Senshi warmup â¨
based on that post from ryoko kui's blog
Thereâs no punchline, I just wanted to draw them together
This is my first post on tumblr lol have some thistle art (ps itâs not finished lmaoo)
Down in the dungeon, where hunger resides đЏ
I wanted to make a dungeon meshi fanart for a while, and man, I love Falin, so here we go
I hope you like it :)
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Dungeon Meshi Convention Episode
Classmate: Really?
Me: Yeah.
Classmate: Okay, well, changing the subject, do you have pets? I have a siamese kitten named Lenny.
Me: Oh, yes! Two dogs, three birds, a cat and a toad!
Classmate: Uh- um, quite a few, huh? What are their names? Their breed too?
Me: Well, there's Laios, a golden retriever and border collie mix, Max, a Siberian husky and German shepherd mix, Gray, a Norwegian Forest cat, Eurylochus, a black bird, Odysseus, a robin, Polites, a magpie, and last but not least, Gee, a mud frog, he's kind of chubby.
Classmate:
Classmate: Why do you have a dog named after that guy from Dungeon Meshi, a dog named after Ben 10's uncle, a cat that was clearly named in part by Graystripe from Warrior Cats, three birds literally named after characters from The Odyssey, and a frog named after the protagonist's best friend from Kulipari?
Me: Pffff- WHAT?- Nononononope pff dude, where did you get that from man?-
Classmate: Vallety, I'm Carol's sister.
Me: Ah, right, I forgot about that...
Mary(Carol's big sis): You so used to talk and chatter so much about these things that she picked up this habit from you and now I have to deal with her in my ear processing out loud the tsunami of information that you simply shed on her and the other three!
Me:
Mary: And don't even get me started on THIS! *Points violently at my bag that has more keychains and brooches than zippers and pockets.* or THIS! *She gestures violently at my clothes, which the only ones without a print of something from Marvel or DC or Stranger Things or any anime, is because they were gifts that I had no choice but to accept so as not to be rude, or because they were prints with something that reminded me of an object/item/concept heavily performed/shown/analogized in small niche series like Warrior Cats or Kulipari or etc like that.*
Me: I-
Mary: or THIS! *Points to my accessories, which follow the same logic as my clothes.* or THIS! *points to my hundred unfinished sketch books, full of drawings of the same characters, or random self-insert OCs* J- *Gasping* Just- Admit it. You have a problem.
Me:
Me:
Me: *Take my bike which literally has a sticker of the words "TURTLE POWER" in graffiti font in reference to TMNT and pedals away in despair.*
Mary: YOUR LIL SUCKER- GET BACK HERE! *Chases me down.*
And then she did. Happy pride.
(Alternate versions under cut)
HAPPY LESBIAN SEX DAY TO ALL THOSE WHO CELEBRATE
AAAAHHHH!!! Ok. I saw some TikTok videos saying âcombine the last video game you played and last tv show you watchedâ and I was like âoh, that would be danganronpa v3 and dungeon meshiâ. Now Iâm going fucking insane over it.
Anyway, hereâs what I think all the v3 characters, races would be in the dungeon meshi universe.
Angie-Gnome. This one is kinda weird to start with BUT, gnomes live side by side with nature spirits and ask them for help with magic and stuff. I think Angie suits being a long life race, idk why. Also sheâs would looks so cute with the ears.
Gonta-Oger. Big. Need I explain more? Heâs just a gentle giant, and I think the big horns and teeth would also add to his âpeople get scared when they see meâ story.
Himiko-Gnome. Itâs literally perfect, shut up. Magic being ďżźculturally significant, generally a pretty short race, even for a character design point! The sleepy droopy eyes!!!! AHHHH! Love her.
Kaede-Tall man. Sheâs just so!!!! Thatâs all I can say. I just think if she was made another race it would take away from her everything. Like I debated an elf but, it just didnât feel right.
Kaito-Tall man. Are you going to sit here and tell me that kaito isnât the most guy of men. He would 100% say shit like âI only have a short life, so I need to make the most of it!â Then run head first into a dragon fight without any plans.
Kiibo-Beast man. Specifically a werewolf, like just. âI know Iâm a beast man, but Iâm still just as human as anyone else!â And he would still get to contemplate his humanity:DDD. I can just picture kokichi being a massive bitch about it too.
Kirumi-Elf. Sheâs just hot like that. Also you know, the expectation of her being perfect and talented. I feel like at first she would pity short life races and fall into the âthey are like childrenâ mindset (obviously still doing anything they asked of her, sheâs still herself) then after meeting the cast, would go âoh, wait. These are just people. They donât need pity ďżźfor just existingâ.
Kokichi-Half foot. Ok this is another one thatâs absolutely perfect. Like the lock-picking, them commonly being known for thievery, ďżźďżźand he would absolutely use those big old ears for no good!!!! Literally just a perfect match.
Korekiyo-Kobold. Ok. This is going to be the first of a few âbecause I said soâ he would just look so god dam good like that. It would just add to his âIâm ďżźmysterious and not much is known about meâ vibe. Yes. I know kobolds tend to stay in there communityâs, and canât speak in the common ďżźtongue that well. Fuck you!!!
Maki-Half foot. I know some might question this, but hear me out! It would be so handy for her assassin thing! Like the hearing would be a massive help, her size would make it easier to go unnoticed, also she would be incredibly light footed.
Miu-Dwarf. Theyâre like the technology race! They invent shit! Also her brash attitude would just fit in most with dwarves, sheâs probably a bit confused why everyoneâs getting mad at her for being, well, her.
Rantaro-Elf. Because I said so #2. Heâs just hot, I donât think he would pity short life races tho. My mans is too well traveled for that shit to slide.
Ryoma-Dwarf. Ok yes. It is because heâs short. But also because of his demeanour, like heâs really gruff and stoic, I imagine his backstory would be much of the same, but with the added benefit of âI will outlive most of the friends I make, so why make friends in the first placeâ.
Shuichi-Elf. Pure fucking vibes. Just look at him. Also something something, his parents are probably these great Influential people or whatever, and he feels like all heâs achievementâs mean nothingâŚ.. something something.
Tenko-Kobold. Another absolutely perfect one! Like, just! AG! Look at everything we know about kobolds! It can be applied to Tenko!! Also sheâs notďżź immune to the âbecause I said soâ argument. Sheâs my favourite. Kobolds are my favourite. Boom. Done.
Tsumugi-Tall man. Donât even try to argue this one. Tall men are the ânothing too special about themâ race. The plain race. Like I donât know what you want from me.
Anyway thatâs all. Maybe keep an eye out for some art of this crossover. Idk. Had lots of fun tho. Obviously if anyone wants to use this idea as a springboard you absolutely can, but please let me see!!! I wanna see someone going as insane as I am about my favourite game being crossed over with such a cool manga/anime
I love the second panel, mithrun's past self looking at him like "this bitch..." is so incredible ryoko kui it's a shame you'll be known for writing one of the most rich and detailed fantasy settings in all of manga bc you're so good at writing visual gags
quĂŠ noche tan obscura
Summary: Two best friends in a dungeon. They might kiss.
Word Count: 2,236
Warnings: fluff, secret mutual pining, brief mention of dead husband, mention of kids, Chilchuck and Reader being besties, sneak peak into matchmaker Marcille
A/N: I was thinking of making this into a little mini series or adding the other parts to this draft when I have them. Let me know what you think and enjoy! Edited and Proofread
Y/n and Chilchuck have been best friends since forever. Â
Having grown up in the same village, the two of them spent most of their time together while they were young. Moreover as they grew older, so did their friendship; they had been the best man/maid of honor at each other's wedding, first ones there after the birth of their children and became the god parents to said children. They moved away from home and started the half-foot union together and began adventuring. It was very unusual for adventuring parties to get one without the other.
The two were thick as thieves. Always there for each other.Â
So when Chilchuck had been introduced to Laiosâ forming party, it was no surprise when Y/n also signed a contract with them as well. Starting together and ending together, that is the way both half-foots worked. Always going where the other leads.Â
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Marcilleâs favorite genre of books are romance. Where a princess gets swept off her feet by a prince and they fall madly in love. Or when two people are forced to go on an adventure together only to realize that they began to fall in love during the journey. She couldnât get enough of them, which had caused her to strongly lightly project onto others, specifically the two half-foot party members that seem to be insanely close with one another.Â
It wasnât hard to see the natural pull the two of them had with each other, or the instinct of making sure that one is safe after a battle with a monster within the dungeon. Marcille would catch glimpses of the two of them leaving when it came to getting water or heading off to the bathroom. Just always making sure the other is safe.Â
She knew they were friends beforehand, it wasn't hard to keep track of the infamous half-foot duo despite her not being the most well kept with rumors. She knew that they have history before forming the party. So as she watches them now, after deciding to go and rescue Falin, she knew it was much deeper than just friendship.Â
Marcilleâs main focus is rescuing Falin; but if she said getting the two together wasnât a separate focus on its own, then sheâd be lying to herself.Â
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Chilchuck sat irritably on his bed roll, gaze locked onto the door for night watch. After spotting the mimic in the room over he knew something was going to happen. Mimics have never brought them luck before and it sure as hell wasnât going to bring them luck now.Â
With an irritated huff, Chilchuck felt his stomach growl with hunger. âMy stomachâs gone soft on me. I used to go two days without eating.â He reached for his water skin only to find it empty. Chilchuck huffed to himself, before instinctively reaching for Y/nâs water skin, knowing she wouldnât mind. He lifted it up to drink but only a few drops came out, âWe need more water.â
He rose to his feet with the water skins in hand. He turned towards Y/n, calling out her name. She groaned lightly, only shifting in the direction of his voice, Chilchuck huffed before reaching over and shaking her. Y/n groaned at the forced movement of her body. She turned her head, inhaling and exhaling deeply before speaking, âWhat is it hunâ?âÂ
Her words came out muffled and they were laced with sleep but it still rang loud and clear in Chilchuckâs ears. The softness of her voice and the endearing name was enough to make his face blush red. Heâs heard her call her late husband that or her kids or even his kids, but never has it been directed towards him and not once did he feel like it needed to be, but his heart still fluttered; his face still flushed. Chilchuck stumbled over his words, âI-Iâm going to get some more water.â It was only a simple sentence and yet it was still hard to get out, her half lid eyes seemed to be drawing him in. Almost like she wanted him to stay.Â
âWant me to come?â Y/n asked, lifting herself onto her elbows. Sleep clinging to her eyes. Chilchuck watched as she tried to fight it, but it looked like she was going to lose.Â
âNah, Iâll be alright. Itâs only in the next room.â He reassured her, he stood to complete his task. As he lifted himself, Chilchuck gently nudged her head with his hand, giving the indication for her to lay back down, âIâll be back. Go to sleep.âÂ
âYell if you need, Iâll hear.â She replied, before allowing his nudge to force her to lay back down. Chilchuck watched as her breathing went even. He stepped out of the room, a single thought on his mind.Â
âShe looked really pretty.âÂ
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âGolly!âÂ
Y/n shot up from her bed roll; the sound of a voice waking her from her sleep. She scanned the room only to find Chilchuck still gone. Panic swelled, causing Y/n to quickly make her way towards the door. In her haste, she disturbed Marcille causing her to wake. Marcille only had a moment to watch Y/n swing open the door to their makeshift room and take down the hall. The elven woman then looked around the room and noticed the missing Chilchuck. She quickly sprung up from her bed roll and woke up Laios to come and help. Y/n heard the loud thump of a box hitting the ground behind her. She spun on her feet and saw the previously opened room was locked with bars. She rushed to the door trying to find a way to unlock it from the outside, standing in front of the bars Y/n saw as Chilchuck pressed the last brick before the gate opened itself.Â
In his panic, Chilchuck didnât register that Y/n was standing right in front of him nor did he slow his pace when he ran straight for her. Before Chilchuck could fully collide with Y/n, she quickly pulled the man into her once he was within reach, providing him a wider gap between the mimic and himself. Y/n watched as the metal bars slammed down onto the mimic's body, killing it. Y/n held tightly to the panting Chilchuck, just relieved that he was okay. She pulled back to assess him of any major damage, only to see the slight gash on his cheek.Â
âI told you to yell if you needed help.â she rushed out in false anger, seeing his new scar.
âI had it under control.â Chilchuck laughed, knowing if he was patient enough, Y/n wouldâve come running. Y/n smiled warmly even her false anger dispelled, she knew that he would figure out a trap like that in no time.Â
The door to the room opened to reveal a sleepy Laios being dragged out by Marcille, her panicked expression matching the one Y/n had on seconds before, âI saw her run out like something was wrong! And Chilchuck isnât in the room! He must be in trouble!â The small group looked over and saw the two half-foots conversing, Y/n taking off the pouch on her leg to reveal a couple of needles and thread, Chilchuck following suit.
Laios and Senshi stared at the dead mimic on the ground. âWhoa! You bagged a mimic! Nice going!âÂ
Chilchuck groaned, sitting back as Marcille gave him a once over with her healing magic. âThank you.âÂ
Y/n shook her head in disbelief before assessing his green neck warmer. Seeing how much she can sew right now, before having to add more fabric to it. âI can sew most of it, but Iâll have to add some of the spare fabric I have.âÂ
âThanks, youâre a lifesaver.â Chilchuck commented, happy he could keep it for one more day. Seeing his happy smile caused Y/n to share a smile of her own, his relaxed nature making her heart flutter. Knowing he was only this level of relaxed with the two of them, their small bubble yet to pop even with the rest of the party around them. Even with the small trickle of blood on his face, Y/n couldnât stop the thought that passed through her head.Â
âHe looks so pretty.â
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Marcille silently observed the interaction between the two half-feet. She always had a leading suspicion that they held some sort of feelings for each other, but seeing the way theyâre acting almost like it was only the two of them within the dungeon, Marcille knew it wasn't her imagination.Â
She could see that the two of them held the other close to their hearts, but seeing how close would be the fun part.Â
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Y/n watched as everyone settled around, ready to eat the dinner provided for them. She was a couple stitches away before Chilchuckâs neck warmer was finished. Which was about the time everyone's portions began to be served. Chilchuck sat next to her, holding the other end of the neck warmer so she could sew it more easily.Â
Marcille continued to munch on her piece of the mimic before turning towards the duo, questioning them. âIf you knew the mimic was in there, why didnât you tell us?âÂ
âBecause Iâve had nothing but bad experiences with them. The last thing I wanted to do is deal with another one.â Chilchuck grumbled. He flicked his gaze towards Y/n only to see she had finished mending the fabric and was folding it up to place it next to his pillow. âAnyways, I made a lot of bad decisions.âÂ
Y/n hummed in agreement, eating a piece of mimic as Chilchuck continued to talk. âThe first was panicking thinking the mimic would eat the treasure insect.âÂ
âBut mimics donât eat treasure insects. Treasure insects eat mimics.â Laios announced. His small explanation going over the irritated Chilchuckâs and the amused Y/nâs head. Chilchuck grumbled as Marcille tried to pat his head, only for Y/n to slap her hand away.Â
âYou know he doesnât like to be coddled.â She said simply. âIt makes him feel like a kid.â She finished her plate of food and placed it down for it to be washed later. Marcille ignored her words and turned her attention towards Chilchuck.Â
âTell me how old you are and Iâll never do it again.â Marcille compromised, âwhat happened to you today only happened because you wanted to be so secretive. Now come on and tell me how old you are.âÂ
âFine.â He grumbled. Hoping sheâll keep her word. Marcilleâs eyes sparkled, before turning towards Y/n. Her face held an expecting look, almost like she was waiting for her to share the same details.
âWhat? You never asked my age. I wouldâve told you if you just asked.â Y/n answers simply. It was true. She never hid anything about herself, like Chilchuck did. Just no one was interested enough to ask, or they didnât think to ask since Chilchuck always refused to share anything and everyone always assumed that she was the same way.Â
âIâm turning 29 this year.â Chilchuck grumbled out, seeing Marcilleâs eyes land on him expectantly.Â
She groaned at the information, expecting to hear an age older than the one she got. âMan youâre just a kid after all.âÂ
âI thought you were way older than that.â Senshi said. Y/n laughed at their reactions, knowing that other races donât fully understand half-feet life expectancy. Especially races with longer lives.Â
Marcille watched Y/n chuckle at the scene in front of her, before lighting up, âWhat about you Y/n? How old are you?â Marcille asked. Excited that sheâll get the answers to some of her questions.Â
âMe? Iâm 30.â Y/n answered casually. Watching Marcilleâs excitement withered slightly.Â
âReally? You guys are so young.â Marcille huffed, leaning back onto her hands looking at the ceiling.Â
âOkay then! How old are you guys! All other races look like kids to you âraces with long livesâ!!â Chilchuck shouted. Y/n laughed at Chilchuckâs faux anger. Knowing he was more irritated than actually upset.Â
âThere, there, Chil, those lifers will never understand our day to day struggle.â Y/n joked, watching as Chilchuck fumed silently sitting down and crossing his arms. She thought that steam was going to pour out of his ears. âCome on guys, we should rest a little more before we start moving again. Especially since not everyone got a chance to sleep.âÂ
Marcille watched closely as Chilchuckâs body seemed to instantly relax once Y/n began patting his shoulder and how Y/nâs touch lingered for a second more before she moved and began reassembling her bed roll closer to the new circle the group had formed.Â
The party grumbled in agreement before dimming down the fire and getting back into their bed rolls. Most fell back to sleep almost instantly. Y/n turned over, now face to face with Chilchuck. She reached out slightly and tapped his arm with her fist. Not enough to hurt, but enough to convey her displeasure with him, âDonât go anywhere without me next time, got it?âÂ
âYeah I got it.â Chilchuck replied, tapping her arm in return. They two adults shared a smile before dozing off. Resting until they woke up naturally to continue moving down.