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unkat · 7 months ago

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the end of jaylark tims (and the start of something new)

A belated birthday gift for @psiroller who asked for "ems au, them being gay at chilchuck's wife's wedding (or their own)!" Please enjoy this new drabble for the Chilaios ems au. Takes place after Psiroller's beautiful Stop Smoking, We Love You!, Chilchuck's bad call and talk with Laios, chatting about their background, and Chilchuck and Laios' pining at a bar.

Chilchuck and Jaylark gradually regain their friendship after being divorced, and she and her fiance, Ned, also befriend Laios when he and Chilchuck start dating. They coparent their kids together and become close enough to plan trips as a mixed family. That friendliness is why Laios and Chilchuck are readily invited to their wedding, despite the divorce.

Happy birthday, psi, and thank you for letting me write this for you!

Rating: G/T

"How do I look?"

Chilchuck glances over to Laios, who is still standing uncertainly in the bathroom of their hotel room, staring at himself in the mirror. "What did you say, Laios?"

Laios steps out into the rest of the room, having traded out his usual shift commander white shirt and cargo pants for a nice charcoal suit and tie. Chilchuck gives what he hopes is an encouraging smile, "You look really good."

Laios pauses and walks over to sit down next to him. He could see through Chilchuck's brave face to the tension in his shoulders and tightness of his jaw. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, of course." Chilchuck replies brusquely. Laios reaches out. His hand covers Chilchuck's own. Chilchuck's brows unfurrow and he sighs, lacing their fingers together. Laios squeezes. "We don't have to go right now, if you don't want. Sneak in right before the ceremony, or hang out with the girls instead of visiting Ned."

Chilchuck cracks a wry smile. "Are you kidding? He's going to have a heart attack if we don't tell him what's going on."

"He'll be okay, I can text him." Laios shrugs. "Jay won't expect to see either of us until the reception, we have options."

Chilchuck sighs and shakes his head. "Nah, I want to go. I don't really want to run into her family, feeling like a failure. But they're my friends, our friends, and they're getting married."

"Yeah." Laios waits, quietly. Chilchuck turns towards him. He does look very handsome. He and Chilchuck had gone shopping for suits together for the wedding, Laios' first formal event since he moved out from his parents' house, and Chilchuck's first since Puckpatti's baptism. Back then, he had a pure black suit and white shirt; this time around, he was talked into a grey a few tones lighter than Laios’ own. Chilchuck squeezes his hand back. "I love you."

Laios makes a quick, excited whine in the back of his throat and leans in. Chilchuck meets him for a kiss. The separation of their lips is audible in the quiet room. "...Let's get going, I don't want to leave Ned hanging. And you look great."

"You too." Laios bumps their shoulders together, and Chilchuck snorts. He bumps him back, harder and faster, attached from hand to shoulder like two survivors in a stormy ocean. "We need to put on our shoes."

"Mhm." Laios doesn't move, rubbing his thumb against Chilchuck's own. It's peaceful. Too peaceful, for the morning of a wedding. Chilchuck cranes up to peck another kiss to Laios' (conveniently lowered to easier reach) cheek with one more hand squeeze. "C'mon, we can sit quietly once we make sure Ned isn't going to have an aneurysm."

“He’d better not,” Laios speaks with a joking weariness, “We’re off-duty, no emergencies allowed.”

Neither of them were a part of the wedding party; it was already socially precarious for Chilchuck to be invited to his ex-wife's wedding, and he vetoed it the moment Ned, Jaylark’s awkward geeky fiance that eagerly befriended his future coparents a few years ago, brought up the idea. "That's the number one way to get the inlaws on your bad side, I can promise you that."

So, instead they arrived a few hours before the ceremony to say hi, and offer to do any last minute errands that they might need. Ned looked understandably overwhelmed and excited to see them and gave them both a huge, sweaty hug. Laios laughed and patted him on the shoulder, “Congratulations, man!”

“Thanks, guys, for being here and everything.” Ned’s mouth runs a mile a minute, “I know it’s been crazy, Jay and I are just so grateful.”

“Sure thing,” Chilchuck ends the hug to look around the room at the less nervous but still haggard-looking groomsmen, “I figure we can pick up any of the girls who don’t want to do the girly wedding stuff and hang outside for a little, maybe grab something to eat. Have you guys eaten? Lunch, snacks?”

They are met with blank stares, and Chilchuck crosses his arms.

“I haven’t been hungry, sorry. I feel like I’d throw up anything I ate now.” Ned wrings his hands.

He does look put together and ready to go, if only he would stop being so nervous; a feat of mental fortitude Chilchuck knew to be impossible for the man. “Well, I’m going to go get you all something, before you go up to the altar. Doesn’t matter how nervous you are, you don’t want to pass out during your vows from low blood sugar.”

That’s how they ended up with Puckpatti in tow, driving to the nearest deli with sandwich platters they could pick up. “Chil, do you want me to wait for the sandwiches, you and Puckpatti go grab some sodas or something?”

Chilchuck takes the key out of the ignition, glancing at his partner, “Sure, divide and conquer. That sound okay, back seat?”

Puckpatti gives a thumbs up, putting her hand-me-down gameboy from Mei to the side. “Okay!”

Laios glanced over, “Do you think Jaylark needs any sandwiches?”

“I doubt it. This isn’t her first rodeo.” Chilchuck comments before glancing in the mirror to Puckpatti, “What do you think, Puck? Should I ask your mom if she needs something to eat?”

She thinks for a moment. “Yeah, maybe!”

Chilchuck sighs and pulls out his phone, sending a quick text to his ex-wife, Hey, going to pick up a sandwich platter for the guys, can I get you ladies one too?

He puts his phone back in his pocket and opens the door, stepping out of the car, hearing the slamming of the other doors as Laios and Puckpatti both step onto the pavement of the strip mall parking lot. Jay and Ned ended up booking a venue a few hours from the city for the wedding, closer to Ned’s family who insisted on celebrating like this wasn’t Jaylark’s second marriage, protesting that since it was Ned’s first, the whole extended family needed to be there. And there should be flowers, a full ceremony at a chapel, and since they’ve already traveled this far, why not a full reception with a well-stocked bar?

It quickly went beyond the simple ceremony and lunch they had originally planned, but aside from normal wedding stress, there was no denying the excitement and love coming from all directions. Laios and Chilchuck both took a couple of days off to make a weekend of it, both to take their own vacation and spend time with Jay and Ned before snagging the girls for the rest of their honeymoon. It’s still surreal, Chilchuck thinks as he stands in the drinks aisle with Puckpatti picking sodas, that he’s here helping with his ex-wife’s wedding, and he’s excited to do it. He pulls a six pack of ginger ale cans into his cart before looking down. “What do you think, Puck?”

She stares at the options, thoughtfully. “Coke, Sprite, ummmmm…can we get the orange soda?”

“Those sound like great choices.” Chilchuck pulls them off the shelves and drops them into the cart. “Can you grab me a Monster from the other shelf?”

“Don’t you want to pick it, so it’s the flavor you like?”

“Nah, it’s for me and Laios to share. You’re good at picking drinks he likes.”

She nods and darts off, becoming immersed in the task of picking an energy drink from the plethora of wild flavors. Chilchuck goes for the next can of sodas, not filling the cart but getting enough for both wedding party to have some options. His phone rings. Jaylark. He answers.

“What’s up?”

“I got your text.”

“Good, do you need anything? I’m at the grocery store with Puck.”

“Sandwiches are good, but Ned’s sister is a vegetarian, can you get some that are meatless?”

“Sure thing, and we’ll bring some sodas. Anything from here? Ice, bandaids, drinks?”

“…I don’t think we need anything else.”

“Got it.”

“Thanks, Chil.”

Chilchuck smiles, “I’m really happy for you, Jay.”

There is a moment of silence, “Me too.”

“As you should be, it is your wedding! Let me call Laios and tell him about the vegetarian sandwich, we’ll be back in a few.”

“Right, sounds good, I’ll see you then, just text when you get back.”

“Mhm, will do.”

He hangs up and calls Laios to tell him the news.

Nobody passes out at the altar. Laios and Chilchuck abandon the girls, who sit on the front row, to find anonymity in the crowd further back. Laios pays rapt attention, “I haven’t been to a normal wedding since, I dunno, when Dan got hitched in his backyard.”

“Mhm? There’s no way that was a normal wedding.” Chilchuck gripes, whispering back, “It’s not anything too exciting to be honest, the best part is the reception.”

Jaylark tears up at the vows, and everyone claps when Ned kisses the bride. Chilchuck can’t help but compare the whole thing to their haphazard teen wedding years ago, thrown together when they realized Jay was pregnant. There was love there too, naive and nervous and hopeful, with a different Chilchuck and Jaylark than they are now. He leans against Laios, who holds his hand and squeezes as the bride and groom process down the aisle with genuine joy in their eyes.

“Laios, Chilchuck, stay nearby for a picture?” Not Ned, but one of his groomsmen interrupts their escape from the chapel, and Chilchuck glances at Laios in surprise, getting only clueless blinking from his companion. “Is that not okay?” Laios questions, unaware of what an oddity it would be to have a wedding picture including your ex-husband.

“I mean, if they want it, sure. Getting wedding pictures with your ex-husband and his boyfriend is not normal procedure. I figured I would have at least a vape break before the reception started.”

“You can still get that, after pictures.” Laios teases with a nudge. Chilchuck drops into his side at the touch, and Laios drapes an arm over his shoulder. “You’re going to wrinkle your suit.” Chilchuck mumbles, “They’re going to have to photoshop that out of the wedding photos.”

“Yeah.” Laios agrees cheerfully. Chilchuck sighs and hooks his arm around Laios’ waist.

Laios sighs, “This is nice.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah. What about you?”

Chilchuck pokes him in the side, getting a ticklish flinch, “It’s pretty good.”

“Get a room, dad.”

They both lock eyes with Mei, who opted for a dress shirt and pants in the same sage green as the bridesmaids dresses. She jerks her thumb over her shoulder. “You’re up, for a family shot.”

That gets them untangling and stepping up past the photographer, congratulations repeated quietly while they got into position, the girls standing in front while Laios, Chilchuck, Jaylark, and Ned are in the back.

“Are you sure you want an exes picture at your wedding?” Chilchuck leans over to Jaylark to murmur.

She tilts her head to whisper back, “Just take the picture, Chil.”

“Okay, copy that.” He smiles at the camera, arm around Laios on one side and Jaylark at the other. It’s surreal, but over in an instant. He follows Laios�� lead, and hugs Jaylark, then Ned, “Congratulations again, I’ll see you guys inside.”

“Thanks, Chil, Laios. See you.” Jaylark responds.

“Bye, Dad and Laios!” Flertom chirps, waving as Laios and Chilchuck wander off towards the parking lot.

“See you later!” Laios answers her wave with his own.

He looks over to Chilchuck, “Ready for your vape break now?”

Chilchuck shoves him and keeps walking to the car.

They snuck off and took a break from all the festivities, driving Flertom, Meijack, and Puckpatti back to the hotel after they were done with wedding pictures to relax in the room for a couple of hours, when the only wedding-based entertainment would be socializing and drinking. Everyone ended up crowded around Laios as he took over Mei’s switch to beat one of the Cuphead levels that she had gotten stuck on for a few days. Chilchuck snuck a candid shot of them, Laios on the floor with the twins hovering over his shoulders from the bed, while Puckpatti needed to strain her neck to peek at the screen while sitting next to him on the floor until she got drowsy and fell asleep against his side. “You’re stuck there now, Laios.”

He flushes and grins towards Chilchuck, “I can’t blame her, it’s been a long day for me too.”

“And you haven’t even gotten to the party yet.” Chilchuck adds the image to a text message in their Parents Group Chat, sending it silently for the newlyweds to see later. Laios swallows nervously, “It’s going to be fun. And Ned said there’s a lot of room outside, if we need to take a break.”

“He’s a smart guy.” Chilchuck replies, pleased, “You guys really are good friends.”

“He’s your friend too, you know.” Laios shoots back.

“Yeah, somehow.” Chilchuck sighs.

Laios stares back down at the game, “Makes perfect sense to me.”

“Yeah?” Chilchuck leans back, “Well maybe you’re biased.”

“If it were just bias, you wouldn’t be here too.”

Chilchuck doesn’t have an immediate response to that, and Flertom whistles, “He got you there, dad.”

“Turning my own kids against me…” Chilchuck accuses Laios, jokingly disappointed, and both Meijack and Flertom jump in to protest their apparent exclusion from this conversation. Laios laughs as he finishes the level.

Everyone had laughed when Jaylark was egged on to throw the bouquet, after the first dance of the new couple (there was no mother son or father daughter dance; it felt out of place to begin with, and it was left on the cutting room floor when trying to merge a second wedding with a first). Chilchuck didn’t think that she would play along, too mature for a frivolity like tossing the bouquet, that wasn’t the Jaylark he was married to years ago, and cracked a bemused smile when she stood up to throw it.

Except, then she didn’t. After faking out the gaggle of onlookers who were ready to fight over the floral arrangement, she walked through the crowd, searching the seats, until their eyes met. Chilchuck feels like he sees the teenager he was so in love with when she gives him a mischievous smirk and walks towards his table.

She stops in front of him and he wishes he could melt into the floor, “What are you doing?” He whisper-yells to her.

“A favor for my friends.” She thrusts the flowers into his hands and he has no choice but to accept it.

There is the sound of Laios’ chair scraping behind him, and that’s when he realizes he’s been duped.

His heart is already beating in his ears as he turns to face him, boyfriend on one knee with the face he gets when he’s determined to hold himself together. He’s holding a ring pinched in his fingers. With everything he’s seen in his life, Chilchuck considers himself to be very calm under the most stressful situation. Which is why it was so shocking when tears welled up in his eyes and a lump caught in his throat.

Laios exhales, psyching himself up, “Chil, being your boyfriend has been the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I love being a part of your family, and being a part of your life. Please make me the happiest…or second happiest, man here tonight? And marry me?”

The question is barely out of his mouth before Chilchuck is laughing through his tears, “Yes, you idiot, of course.”

He catches Laios when he jumps forward to kiss him, his large arms wrapping tightly around his shoulders. “I can’t believe you did that at my ex-wife’s wedding.” He murmurs into Laios’ ear as the polite claps from Jaylark’s family are drowned out by the whoops from Ned’s relatives.

Laios just captures his mouth again, grin ever present against Chilchuck’s lips. Chilchuck keeps waiting to wake up, back in his bed alone, on the verge of losing his job or pining quietly for his young handsome supervisor as he dates other handsome young men, but this isn’t a dream.

Laios squeezes him in his arms and kisses his cheek. “Sorry, I’m just so happy. I didn’t mean to make you upset.”

“I’m not upset, I’m.” Chilchuck holds him, gripping the fabric of his shirt in his fist, “Stuff like this isn’t supposed to happen to me.”

“It isn’t supposed to happen to me either. I can’t believe it.” Laios tucks his face into Chilchuck’s neck, and inhales sharply, voice tight. “I never thought I would meet someone who makes me as happy as you.”

“You idiot, now we’re both crying, at Jaylark’s wedding.” Chilchuck bites out against Laio’s temple.

Laios leans back, holding out the ring–a plain band, like a wedding ring; Chilchuck likes the way it looks on his finger, likes the way it makes him feel. The reception has long since continued behind them, tables emptying onto the dance floor as the rest of the crowd starts to lose themselves in the rhythm and forget about the proposal of friends of the bride and groom. Laios and Chilchuck stay sitting there, the surreal feeling of the whole event reaching a new peak as the idea of their own wedding and the chance to call each other husband really starts to sink in. Chilchuck knows it won’t truly sink in for months, years, maybe.

Laios’s eyes keep drifting from the ring back up to Chilchuck’s face, the gaze of a man who spent his life being told that there was something wrong with this feeling and he would never find this happiness, still trying to believe that it is real. Even though he was the one who started it. Chilchuck bumps their heads together. “I have one for you too, back in the hotel room. I still can’t believe you proposed tonight. I was going to do it in a couple of days.”

Laios looks like he’s won the world, and Chilchuck knows he’s the one who already has. Laios stumbles to his feet, still holding Chilchuck’s hand, “Do you want to dance?”

Chilchuck groans and gets to his feet, wiping at any tears still clinging to the corners of his eyes. “Only for you, kid.”

#unkat rants #chilaios #chilaios ems au #dungeon meshi tag #is it gay to be gay at your exwife's wedding?#perhaps

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psiroller · 5 months ago

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Fuck yeah my meds are $10 and I'm getting out of work early everything's coming up psiroller

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prismatoxic · 9 months ago

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list your 10 favorite characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people!

thanks for the tag again @northstarfan!

iiiiiiin no particular order...

Laios Touden - Dungeon Meshi

Link - The Legend of Zelda (Twilight Princess specifically, but also all of them)

Akira Kurusu/Joker - Persona 5

Yosuke Hanamura - Persona 4

Dipper Pines - Gravity Falls

Brad Boimler - Star Trek: Lower Decks

Lio Fotia - Promare

Narinder/The One Who Waits - Cult of the Lamb

Cole - Dragon Age: Inquisition

Kyle - Monster Hunter Stories 2: Wings of Ruin

and i'm tagging (but no pressure):

@captainfkingmagic @s1mpl3sp0ng3 @vixenscratch @every-captain @avoidcrow @aibyoutachi @snakewife @schmidtho @unkat @psiroller

#tox.txt #tag game #wheeeeee i love these #IT DIDN'T TAG THE LAST 5 PEOPLE OF COURSE IT DIDN'T...#tumblr i hate you. well if you guys see this feel free #i think there's a way to make multiple username tags work but idr what it is. lmk if you know

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quote-tournament · 1 year ago

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-@psiroller quoting Natasha Bedingfield

#not a poll #quotes

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gitaroo-man · 4 months ago

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Got tagged by @toyourliking and I’m excited cos my library is so fucked

Put your music playlist on shuffle and post the first 10 songs, then tag people about it

Now’s your chance to be a big shot - Toby Fox

N O D R E a M - Jeff Rosenstock

Go!!! - FLOW

MOSAIC.TUNE arrangement of matryoshka that I can’t link lmfao it’s from this album I promise it’s good

Party at Ground Zero - Fishbone

Mr. Wonderful - SMiLE.dk

Fernando - ABBA

Straight up just the Sakura Wars opening sung by the games cast I can’t type it all

Bro Hymn - Pennywise

Blanc Bunny Bandit - ビター・エスケプ　(bitter escape)

That’s as scattershot as I expected it to be but I’m disappointed that brak cover of institutionalized didn’t show up. I’m tagging @skadream @evilgrls @psiroller and @tophatting and you too if you want to :)<3

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ideahat-universe · 1 year ago

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youtube

Rev's last video he said jokingly that he was going to make a Monster Rancher video and I believe he did think about it but realized that Smoking weed would be more fun and making a 3 minute video for April Fools day would be way easier and just as funny.

Maybe talking about Monster Rancher would be an exceedingly boring subject matter.

Which is why I'm going to talk about it right now!

youtube

Now when you watch Jerma play this game it doesn't look so bad. Monster Rancher's greatest strength was the roleplay potential from watching a monster's rise as it goes from struggling to do its training effectively to winning C rank. Learning new moves, going on side quests, and eventually fusing the monster before it dies of hopefully natural causes.

It makes the game good. But there's a reason it never got as big as Pokemon or even Digimon even though Monster Rancher also had a TV show that was dubbed and aired on Fox Kids.

If you clicked on that link you might notice that none of the clips in the intro matches what you might see in a game of Monster Rancher.

While the Digimon and Pokemon shows were not 1 to 1 with the games the very basics were all there.

The Monster Rancher TV show made it seem like Monster Rancher is an adventure game but in reality Monster Rancher is just a training simulator.

That's a huge enough let down to turn away most players because the entire game being one big tournament arc means you feel the repetition really quickly. At least that's the case in Monster Rancher 1.

Monster Rancher EVO does have a story and it does have an antagonist and is not just a tournament arc game. The downside? It's no longer a training simulation.

Yes, they sacrificed arms for legs by creating a more traditional RPG at the cost of not really being a Monster Rancher game.

Well, at least you have a decent variety of monsters to train? Well. In Monster Rancher 1 you have 20 different species of Monsters to choose from with 215 monsters in total.

Sounds good? Well. 20 monsters are unique and the rest are recolors. Imagine playing a Pokemon game with 20 unique Pokemon that has 195 recolors of those 20. There are RPG maker devs who are not THAT derivative. Especially when making a monster collector/tamer game.

People complain about Palworld not having real heart in it's art direction. I would posit that Monster Rancher is pathologically artless.

Across all games there are around a total of 92 unique monsters.

How many species are in Monster Rancher Advanced?

Monster Rancher 4?

Monster Farm Lagoon?

Question yes question? Why?

Why is the number of unique species going up and down when a game this steeped in recolors needs all the uniques it can muster?

Depending on the game, a monster when fused can occasionally have an interesting look like when Suezo fuses with a Rabbit. That can be a Suezo with bunny ears or when Mochi fuses with a Pixie.

I'm sorry, what are we implying with that flavor text?

What was I saying? Oh yeah, It doesn't get much better than Manna in terms of what you can get in a monster fusion but it really should be the standard. I mean Pixie Golem. I don't want that but someone does.

Speaking of which. Some monster designs are just mid.

Like Naga, that's just a Naga, Golem, just a Golem, Zuum, it's some kind of raptor. Monol? It's just a wall. Hares, just humanoid rabbits. Pixie, that's someone forgetting that this game is made for kids. The iconic monster of Monster Rancher Suezo is just a eyeball and a tendril. I mean credit where it's due, all the really interesting monsters are just the really strange looking ones like Psiroller or Wracky

There are monsters that I would define as "cool" and "fun to play" and "not a pain in the ass to train" but all those monsters don't come easy.

Early game you are going to be annoyed when you are clever (or lucky) enough to summon late game monsters but can't use them because the game wants to use it as an unlock instead. Some have quite bizarre unlock methods as well. There is a monster in two Monster Rancher games that is basically Doodlebob. To unlock it you have to get a Monol to a certain rank and popularity and then pubstomp a low ranking match. You'll get vandalized by an angry fan. Fuse that monster and you get a Doodle. What does it do?

What doesn't it do?

Last but not least lets talk about the moves. Even in early Pokemon games most Pokemon can learn at least a dozen or so moves. Dragon Quest Monsters your monster can technically learn several dozen after a lot of breeding. Digimon gives you at least a dozen moves to choose from based on type.

Monster Rancher gives you around 8. You'll typically start out with no more than 3 moves too. Hey, at least all the moves are unique and well animated. Until training happens at which point expeditions and training courses will stretch the versatility of the handful of unique animations your monster has for a given situation. In the advance games it's particularly bad as most training is done with the idle animation being thrown around the screen.

At least learning moves can be an obtuse coin flip, wait, that's a bad thing.

The release of Monster Rancher 1 and 2 DX created some interest in reviving the series. The problem being that Koei Tecmo doesn't know what to do with the franchise (which is no surprise to anyone who is a fan of Three Kingdoms, Dynasty and Samurai Warrior games) and it really needs an inspired mind to really renovate and innovate this series.

And for some reason, most indie attempts at making this style of game have been Hentai games for some godforsaken reason.

Why? Who is responsible for this?

Oh.

#video games #fandom #humor #youtube #monster rancher #Youtube

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codyanskaya · 11 months ago

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Was so glad @psiroller invited me to Spotify premium so they could tell me “Yes. You ARE goated”

you ever listen to a song 47 times in a row and every time you’re like wow what a good song. I’m gonna play it again.

#I am keeping Graceland funded

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avoidcrowdraws · 3 months ago

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Please go read How's the weather up there? by @psiroller

#had to draw this it would not leave my head #chilaios #fanart #dungeon meshi #mine #my art #alcohol cw #psiroller

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avoidcrow · 9 months ago

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Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

Thank you for tagging @psiroller!

This is a bit from a fic that will never see the light of day, probably

‘No…!’ Laios flusters, and his hands are close together in front of him, a strange, bashful posture that looks frankly bizarre at his size. Like an overgrown child. ‘That’s not what I meant.’

I tag @crookedvoidbird, @imiren-kul, @holmgren13, and @rustre, if you feel like it of course, no pressure

#mine #tag game

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littleeyesofpallas · 4 months ago

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[DINO]-[ZUUM] [GOLEM] [TIGER] [JELL]

[PIXIE]-[UNDINE] [WORM]-[BEACLON] [SUEZO]

[HARE] [GALI] [MONOL]-[DOODLE]-[ZAN]

[NAGA] [PLANT] [MAGIC]-[BAJARL] [GHOST]

[DRAGON] [HENGER] [MEW] [APE] [CENTAUR]

[DISK]-[NITON] [COLOR PANDORA] [WRACKY] [DURAHAN]

[ARROW HEAD] [HOPPER] [BAKU] [KATO] [ZILLA]

[PHOENIX] [METALNER] [JILL] [MOCCHI] [JOKER]

[GABOO] [MOCK] [DUCKEN] [LESIONE] [MOGI]

[MOMO] [OCTOPEE] [PANCHO] [PSIROLLER] [SUZURIN]

[ANTLAN] [RAIDEN] [GITAN] [GARU] [OGYO]

[MADILLO] [RIPPER] [PIRORO] [MAYA] [ABYSS]

[FALCO] [XENON] [CHUPARO] [LAMOUR] [BEATA]

[KAWAZUMO] [KYUBI] [SHINRYU] [YGGDRASIL] [KIJIN]

[ILLUMINE]

i'm getting so close to the end... also i guess im just posting my master list draft early... because i dunno that i'm gonna move through these final few very quickly, so the rest ought to be browsable in the meanwhile

#monster rancher #monster farm #retranslating and transliterating the original Japanese names #retranslating monster rancher #a masterlist

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unkat · 10 months ago

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A little more for the Chilaios ems au. (please see Psiroller's beautiful Stop Smoking, We Love You! which takes place both before and after this)

Takes place after Chilchuck's bad call and talk with Laios and chatting about their backgrounds

Rating: T-M? Contains black humor about dying, alcohol

Chilchuck glances down at his watch, hovering outside his car instead of going into the bar. While he is very aware of his single status, he's not here for himself, but to give Laios the confidence boost he needs to meet someone. This isn't a date, far from it; he is determined to get rid of his coworker by the end of the night.

Another car pulls into the parking lot, a small sedan with a full backseat, a far cry from the thirty-year-old truck he knows Laios drives, followed by a black motorcycle. He looks back down at his phone, wanting to text someone out of boredom, but the only person he wants to complain to is supposed to already be here. Chilchuck wrinkles his brow, patting at his jeans pocket for his pack of cigs and lighter, when he hears footsteps approaching.

"Sorry, hope you weren't waiting for long. I had some trouble with the starter." Laios ruffles up his hair, flattened by the helmet he had been wearing. He still has on a leather jacket and is pulling off his riding gloves and sticking them in the pockets. Chilchuck is stunned for a few moments, a shock of interest crawling from his lizard brain to his hips before he can be indignant. "Seriously?" He scoffs, digging for a smoke, "A motorcycle? When you're a paramedic?"

"I can take a calculated risk," Laios replies, flushed but comfortable, "What about you, Mister nicotine reduces my stress?"

"That's different," Chilchuck waves off the concerns, leaving the pack in his pocket to cross his arms. "You see, I'm going to die nice and slowly, just like everyone else, while you run into a stop sign and get dismembered."

Laios has to put a hand over his mouth to prevent himself from a fit of laughter, "Stop it, that's not funny."

Chilchuck leans in, and Laios stands up more straight, letting his hand fall, and trying to keep the twitching grin from overtaking his attempt at a serious facade. It doesn't stop Chil from shrugging, keeping an even more serious face with ease, "If you do it cleanly, maybe we can get a discount on the coffin, since it only needs to be half the size if we fold you in half."

Laios leans against the car, towering over Chilchuck with a sharp smile, "A cardboard box will be cheaper, and faster than hospice." He shrugs, "Toss it into the woods and say a word or two for me, and you won't have to pay for a plot in a cemetery either."

Chilchuck whistles through his teeth, "I wouldn't need hospice when your sister killed me for feeding you to the pigs."

An amused smirk creeps up Laios lips, "Could be worse."

Any further words are cut off by the raucous laughter of another small group, looking a little older than some of the other patrons. Chilchuck nudges Laios, "Want to go inside?"

"Do we have to?" Laios jokes, at least, Chilchuck assumes he's joking.

"Yes, that's where the single guys are. And the drinks." He slaps Laios on the side of his leg teasingly, "Get going, kid."

Laios swallows and walks towards the bar, running into no resistance. Inside, the music is loud, with a pool table and darts in one of the side rooms, people already playing. Chilchuck takes the lead, confidently stepping through the jumbles of people until he gets to the bar, holding up two fingers. "A Miller and, do you have any stout? One of those."

Drinks in hand, they manage to find a quieter corner of the bar, Laios relaxing when they finally have chairs to drop into. "Well, we're here."

Chilchuck passes him the darker lager, keeping the Miller for himself, "C'mon, it isn't that bad. Don't let a bad night eight years ago keep you from having a good time."

Laios rubs his fingertips against the cold glass, "You have more experience with this than me."

"Me? Oh, no, not at all," Chilchuck takes a sip from his glass, "My ex-wife and I were together years before I was able to hang out in bars, legally at least. Never picked up anyone at a bar."

Laios lifts his own, "I mean, you already proved that you can pick me up. I'm sure you wouldn't have trouble with most of the guys, or girls, here."

His ears are red as he lifts the glass to his mouth, and Chilchuck watches his Adam's Apple bob as he drinks. One of the guys from the pool table wanders over, hovering for a moment before approaching the table. "Hey, are you using that chair?"

Laios blinks, "Oh, no! You can take it."

"Thanks!" The man, pleasant looking, with a wide smile living on his face long enough to leave the start of wrinkles at the corners of his mouth, grabs the back of the chair, "Do either of you play billiards?"

Laios and Chilchuck speak at the same time with different answers, "Oh, not rea-" "From time to time-"

Both go quiet simultaneously. The man nods in acknowledgment, whether he understood their responses or not. "Well, you're welcome to join us- my friend and I are looking for another couple of players.” He addresses Laios directly, making Chilchuck frown, “I could teach you if you wanted?" and then turns to include Chilchuck, "Or, you could, if you wanted to?"

Chilchuck's stomach unclenches and he turns towards Laios. "Well? Want to play some pool?"

He's pleased to see Laios' less than delighted expression, and then is horrified by his delight. Guiltily he shoos Laios away from the table, doing his job as wingman to get his friend to talk to new people, "You could at least help him move the chair. I'll watch your drink."

"Okay." Laios looks like a deer in the headlights as he stands, the other man letting him lift the furniture over towards the other room. Chilchuck drinks half his beer as he waits, shifting in his chair to watch as Laios drops it off by their table, and lingers to talk to both the man who stopped by their table and his other friend. Chilchuck pulls out his phone, scrolling again through his contacts, debating if he wanted to check in with Senshi, deciding against it, and opening up his Candy Crush to try and beat his next level.

“Hey.”

Chilchuck looks up, seeing a very tipsy young man, younger than Laios probably, standing next to the table, “Hey. You doing alright?”

“I was just about to ask you the same thing.” He cracks intro a wide smile, leaning against the table. Okay, maybe a little past tipsy, but as long as he isn’t driving it isn’t a problem.

Chilchuck takes another gulp of his drink, “I’m doing alright, thanks for asking. You look like you’re having a good time, huh?”

“It’s getting better by the second,” The young man winks, as if Chilchuck couldn’t recognize a blatant flirt in front of his face.

It’s flattering to be approached so quickly when he’s alone, by someone so much younger than himself, and it’s a nice distraction from the discomfort he feels watching Laios talk to the guy across the bar. He doesn’t mind messing around, but he has no interest in taking this kid home. Chilchuck rests his elbow on the table, chin in hand, “Better because of the company, or better because of the drinks?”

“I can get the drinks whenever.” The kid looks him up and down, and Chilchuck almost wants to hide, embarrassed by his casual wardrobe compared to Laios’ motorcycle getup and this stranger’s bright, flamboyant crop top, “But I’ve never seen you around here before. Are you here with a friend?”

“Yes.” Laios stands right behind him, holding two more beers, an annoyed look on his face. He roughly steps around the drunken visitor and drops into the chair next to Chilchuck, drinks in hand.

Chilchuck accepts the drink, mood brighter, “I thought you were going to play pool.”

“I wasn’t really feeling it.” Laios replies, offering no further explanation. The guy standing at the table looks back and forth between them quietly, before flourishing a hand towards himself, “Well, I’m Cecil, if you ever want to talk, or need me to introduce you to someone, I’m around here a lottttt.” He drops back from the table, “It was good to meet you!”

Chilchuck gives him a final wave before he trots away, to flirt with some other lonely soul most likely. Laios waits for him to get out of earshot before turning to Chilchuck, “What did he want?”

“Just being friendly, and drunk.” Chilchuck shrugs as he finishes off his first glass and pulls the new one closer. Laios mirrors him, quickly downing a few gulps like it’s a hot summer day with a cold glass of water, and licking the foam off his upper lip. Chilchuck leans back in his chair, teasing grin on his face, “So, what was his name?”

“…Sean. He was really nice. Asked if he could buy me a drink.”

A wave of irritation washes over him, slow and disappearing as quickly as it began, “Yeah? That is nice. Seemed like a good guy. You let him buy you those? Did you get his number?”

Laios shakes his head fervently, “Oh, no I got these for us. He and his friend, they both gave their numbers, in case we change our mind about the pool.”

“Just the pool?”

Laios twists his glass, ��Yeah. Or if we ever wanted to talk.” He takes a drink.

“Hey, that’s basically a date!” Chilchuck slaps the lapel of his jacket with the back of his hand, somehow much more relaxed with a stomach full of beer and his friend clearly not very interested in the man who, in any situation, would be a catch.

Chilchuck manages to get a flash of a smile, Laios’ lips twitching upwards but never showing teeth, disappearing when he tracks down the other guy chatting up someone else at the darts, “What about that guy? Cecil?”

Chilchuck shrugs, “Nothing like that, probably just thought he could get a drink off of the older guy sitting alone at the bar. No number or anything, just messing around.”

Laios’ shoulders relax as he starts his second drink. “Some younger guys like the…well, you’re mature and distinguished, it’s not a surprise if someone wants to talk to you.”

Chilchuck snorts, “Distinguished? The fuck does that mean?”

Struggling for words, Laios makes a pained face. “Handsome? But not in a hot way. Well, yes, hot, but not cute, or conventionally attractive.” He’s losing his grip on what he’s trying to say, and Chilchuck lifts his cup to his face, slowly sipping, watching him fumble, “But a lot of people aren’t conveniently attractive, but you are still good to talk to, and charming—so the jeans and jacket, it is a really good look..?”

Chilchuck lets the silence speak before taking pity on Laios who is starting to look like his brain is going to melt out of his ears. “The jeans and the jacket? Laios, you are wearing a leather jacket, you ride a motorcycle. Half the guys here probably want you to take them home.”

“Well you look like you have a mortgage and, ugh.” Laios bounces his leg and takes a sip, buying himself some time, “You have this look, like you’re confident and caring and reliable. And you are, all of those things.”

Chilchuck finds himself at a loss for words, mouth opening and nothing coming out. He shakes his head. Get a grip. “You know, you didn’t have to butter me up THAT much, a little ‘no, those pants make your ass look great would have worked.”

Laios laughs, hand moves to cover at least some of his flushed face, “It looks better in the yoga pants.”

“Right back at you.” Chilchuck raises his glass. ”But none of these guys have seen me in yoga pants.”

Laios drops the hand covering his face to the table leaning against it, “Oh, I’m special huh? The one guy getting you to do the dippy yoga shit?”

“And don’t you forget it,” Chilchuck says firmly, waggling a finger in his direction.

Laios smiles and takes a swig of his drink in sync with Chilchuck, the sound of clattering billiard balls bouncing around and the murmur of voices the only sound as the music changes from one song to the next, a soft piano and crooning voice taking over.

”Oh shit, I haven't heard this song in forever." Chilchuck elbows Laios and gestures to the ceiling, as if the musicians live there. "Queen, I used to know all the words."

Laios looks at him with a grin, "Yeah? I've never heard it before."

Chilchuck gives him a flat stare. "Good Old Lover Boy? It's by Queen. You know, We will Rock You?"

Laios shakes his head. Chilchuck tries again, "What about We are the Champions? I Like to Ride my Bicycle? Bohemian Rhapsody, please Laios."

Laios smiles more bashfully after each unknown tune. "I didn't think that was a real band, Queen. Sounds like a drag joke."

Chilchuck thumps his drink on the table. "Seriously?!? You're gay, it's Queen. You aren't that young. How do you know Miseducation of Lauryn Hill and not fucking Queen?"

Laios furrows his brows, "Listen, you can question me for knowing the MTV live album, but Miseducation is iconic."

Chilchuck scoffs and rolls his eyes, managing to jump in at the chorus, crooning along with the grainy voice of Freddie Mercury, "Ooh love, ooh lover boy…"

Laios smiles into his drink and he takes a sip, turning to face Chilchuck in his tipsy rendition. Chilchuck accepts his focus, becoming even more animated when he has his full attention.

"What're you doing tonight, hey boy?”

He leans closer to Laios, who leans back in surprise, but follows Chilchuck as he leaves his space, drawn in. Chilchuck tilts his head from side to side with the beat.

“Set my alarm, turn on my charm

That's because I'm a good old-fashioned lover boy”

It goes into a verse and Chilchuck bobs his head to the music. Laios leans close to be heard over the sound. "Where'd you learn this?"

Chilchuck turns to reply, "They're just a great rock band, I used to dance to it with the girls."

The pain of admitting to the past is softened by the drink and pleasure of Laios' company, and neither of them dwell on it. The distance that had been narrowed by dancing and talking continues to shrink. The last lines of the verse crackle over the speakers, "I'd like for you and I to go romancing, say the word, your wish is my command."

Chilchuck mouths the words of the chorus back in Laios' direction who sways back and forth in response to his enthusiasm, a fond smile crinkling the corners of his eyes as he is serenaded. Politely, he waits until Chilchuck has lost the lyrics before talking again, "So, what does me being gay have to do with it?"

Chilchuck throws up his free hand in exasperation. "Seriously?!? It's Freddie Mercury, he's a fucking gay icon. My dad wouldn't let me play it in the house because it would make me a fag."

Laios looks concerned. "Uh huh? Did it work?"

Chilchuck wiggles his hand non-committedly, "He was only half right, but it's just because Mercury was gorgeous in all the album art."

Laios barks a laugh and covers it with his hand. Chilchuck's heart races as the soft bridge plays overhead, and Laios looks at him with the same eager fond intensity that he always does, like nobody else here exists. Chilchuck isn't making a very good wingman tonight. He has a sinking feeling as he realizes he doesn't WANT him to meet anyone... he doesn't want to drive home and sleep alone in his apartment after this.

He wishes there were a few more verses, so Laios would keep his eyes only on him, keep the mood for just a little longer. He's starving for it. Does Laios realize he's staring just as hungrily? Chilchuck wants him to stay here, keep things as they are, where he doesn’t have to think about his own loneliness, where his best friend won’t leave him to grow into a life he deserves. Like the life Jay found when she finally left him.

The tune is replaced by some other mid-two thousands pop tune and the bubble pops. Chilchuck grins and casually gestures over his shoulder. "I'm gonna grab a smoke, maybe something to eat. You want anything?"

#unkat rants #chilaios #chilaios ems au #dungeon meshi tag #guys is it gay to bring your coworker to a gay bar and say youre his wingman but then hang out all night

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