Thistle (Dungeon Meshi spoilers)
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Rp account for post canon Thistle. spoilers for dungeon meshi manga + anime. crossover + oc friendly. Adult mun, minor muse. #sfwrp #mvrp . dark themes (sh, disordered eating)
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Thistle watched them descend, hesitating before slowly and awkwardly climbing onto their back with cold thin limbs. It took a lot of effort. He leaned his head on their shoulder, panting a little. Dizzy.
* The cold is hard to deal with. Don’t worry, I gotcha!
[ once the rope is tied at the tree, they throw it down and proceed to make their way down the hole. Now usually they would hate to have other’s facing their back, but this seemed like an emergency. They bent down a little. ]
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[ once the rope is tied at the tree, they throw it down and proceed to make their way down the hole. Now usually they would hate to have other’s facing their back, but this seemed like an emergency. They bent down a little. ]
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“…It’s okay. You don’t have to.” a long pause as he watched them rummage around, “But you can if you want.”
He wasn’t shivering, but his lips were a little blue and he had goosebumps along his scarred arms.
He wasn’t shivering, but his lips were a little blue and he had goosebumps along his scarred arms.
November 19, 2025 at 10:27 PM
Thistle watched them descend, hesitating before slowly and awkwardly climbing onto their back with cold thin limbs. It took a lot of effort. He leaned his head on their shoulder, panting a little. Dizzy.
“…It’s okay. You don’t have to.” a long pause as he watched them rummage around, “But you can if you want.”
He wasn’t shivering, but his lips were a little blue and he had goosebumps along his scarred arms.
He wasn’t shivering, but his lips were a little blue and he had goosebumps along his scarred arms.
* That isn’t good! Here, I think I have some rope. Let me tie it to the tree and I can come down and help you if you are feeling too weak. That sound okay?
[ they’re already rummaging through their bag for rope. ]
[ they’re already rummaging through their bag for rope. ]
The small elf blinked up at them.
“Hm…I suppose. But I am stuck.” a long pause, “I cannot feel my toes and fingers. I think I am cold.”
“Hm…I suppose. But I am stuck.” a long pause, “I cannot feel my toes and fingers. I think I am cold.”
November 19, 2025 at 10:15 PM
“…It’s okay. You don’t have to.” a long pause as he watched them rummage around, “But you can if you want.”
He wasn’t shivering, but his lips were a little blue and he had goosebumps along his scarred arms.
He wasn’t shivering, but his lips were a little blue and he had goosebumps along his scarred arms.
The small elf blinked up at them.
“Hm…I suppose. But I am stuck.” a long pause, “I cannot feel my toes and fingers. I think I am cold.”
“Hm…I suppose. But I am stuck.” a long pause, “I cannot feel my toes and fingers. I think I am cold.”
[ Mokou happened across the hole and took a look inside. ]
* Uh… hello? Are you okay down there?
[ they think they’ve talked to this person a few times before. ]
* Uh… hello? Are you okay down there?
[ they think they’ve talked to this person a few times before. ]
November 19, 2025 at 10:06 PM
The small elf blinked up at them.
“Hm…I suppose. But I am stuck.” a long pause, “I cannot feel my toes and fingers. I think I am cold.”
“Hm…I suppose. But I am stuck.” a long pause, “I cannot feel my toes and fingers. I think I am cold.”
“I did not leave by choice. But thank you, I suppose. It is an improvement not to be a mass murdering dungeon lord anymore.”
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“𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 ’𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗’ 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚘𝚗.“
“𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗’ 𝚘𝚗. 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗’ 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍.“
“𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 ’𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗’ 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚘𝚗.“
“𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗’ 𝚘𝚗. 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗’ 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍.“
November 19, 2025 at 10:04 PM
“I did not leave by choice. But thank you, I suppose. It is an improvement not to be a mass murdering dungeon lord anymore.”
Thistle was lying down in a hole underneath a tree. He had been there for several hours now and was stuck but didn’t care enough to call out for help.
* Seems like a nice day for a walk.
November 19, 2025 at 10:03 PM
Thistle was lying down in a hole underneath a tree. He had been there for several hours now and was stuck but didn’t care enough to call out for help.
He mumbled to himself, still gnawing on his finger and rocking. It took him so long to respond that it seemed as though he wouldn’t at all. A long, tense silence.
“No.” another pause, “…I do not like to think of that.”
“No.” another pause, “…I do not like to think of that.”
“…Ah.”
Seems he said the wrong thing and triggered something with poor Thistle.
Slowly, Tomio closed the book in his grasp.
“Are you… Okay?”
Obviously not. But, he isn’t sure what to do. He’s terrible at comfort.
Seems he said the wrong thing and triggered something with poor Thistle.
Slowly, Tomio closed the book in his grasp.
“Are you… Okay?”
Obviously not. But, he isn’t sure what to do. He’s terrible at comfort.
His ears twitched as he began to chew on his finger until it bled, gaze distant and haunted .
“It ate me. It said I tasted delicious and that there was nothing left. I should be dead.” he pulled his knees tighter to his chest, rocking back and forth, “Dead.”
“It ate me. It said I tasted delicious and that there was nothing left. I should be dead.” he pulled his knees tighter to his chest, rocking back and forth, “Dead.”
November 19, 2025 at 10:02 PM
He mumbled to himself, still gnawing on his finger and rocking. It took him so long to respond that it seemed as though he wouldn’t at all. A long, tense silence.
“No.” another pause, “…I do not like to think of that.”
“No.” another pause, “…I do not like to think of that.”
Unfortunately, Thistle did not particularly care that he was stuck, so did not ask for help and instead just laid there.
A servant came looking for him, “Have you seen a small elf anywhere? He has brown skin and white hair and purple eyes.”
A servant came looking for him, “Have you seen a small elf anywhere? He has brown skin and white hair and purple eyes.”
[he hasn't noticed yet]
…He was now stuck.
November 19, 2025 at 6:50 PM
Unfortunately, Thistle did not particularly care that he was stuck, so did not ask for help and instead just laid there.
A servant came looking for him, “Have you seen a small elf anywhere? He has brown skin and white hair and purple eyes.”
A servant came looking for him, “Have you seen a small elf anywhere? He has brown skin and white hair and purple eyes.”
His ears twitched as he began to chew on his finger until it bled, gaze distant and haunted .
“It ate me. It said I tasted delicious and that there was nothing left. I should be dead.” he pulled his knees tighter to his chest, rocking back and forth, “Dead.”
“It ate me. It said I tasted delicious and that there was nothing left. I should be dead.” he pulled his knees tighter to his chest, rocking back and forth, “Dead.”
“It ate you?” he repeated, confused. “What are you talking about?”
Maybe it’s some sort of metaphor for depression, Tomio can’t tell.
Maybe it’s some sort of metaphor for depression, Tomio can’t tell.
“Mhm…I used to be empty like this when I was very small. I would be empty and far away so I would not remember the bad things. I completely forgot about them for years, but now that I am empty again…I remember bits and pieces. I still don’t want to, but I also no longer have the energy to suppress -
November 19, 2025 at 6:49 PM
His ears twitched as he began to chew on his finger until it bled, gaze distant and haunted .
“It ate me. It said I tasted delicious and that there was nothing left. I should be dead.” he pulled his knees tighter to his chest, rocking back and forth, “Dead.”
“It ate me. It said I tasted delicious and that there was nothing left. I should be dead.” he pulled his knees tighter to his chest, rocking back and forth, “Dead.”
Thistle just laid there in the hole.
Nah you've already climbed in it. S' yours
[he starts ambling away]
[he starts ambling away]
“No, it isn’t. You can just take it.”
November 19, 2025 at 6:46 PM
Thistle just laid there in the hole.
“No, it isn’t. You can just take it.”
Meh. I'll be fine... And besides, it's your hole now
“Trees are strong.” he crawled under the tree and sat in the hole.
November 19, 2025 at 6:30 PM
“No, it isn’t. You can just take it.”
“Trees are strong.” he crawled under the tree and sat in the hole.
'm not gonna just... crawl under a tree. That's not safe and i'm probably too big
“There is a hole under that tree trunk.” he pointed.
November 19, 2025 at 8:45 AM
“Trees are strong.” he crawled under the tree and sat in the hole.
“There is a hole under that tree trunk.” he pointed.
Eeeeh... I'm too tired to make a hole...
“Any old hole, then.”
November 18, 2025 at 10:58 PM
“There is a hole under that tree trunk.” he pointed.
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i'm not a good person， i'm barely a person at all. but someday i'll be perfect， and i'll make up for it all.
November 18, 2025 at 10:47 PM
i'm not a good person， i'm barely a person at all. but someday i'll be perfect， and i'll make up for it all.
“Any old hole, then.”
I would but there's like, a big shark-thing in there. It's scary...
“Go in a cave.”
November 18, 2025 at 10:47 PM
“Any old hole, then.”
“Mhm…I used to be empty like this when I was very small. I would be empty and far away so I would not remember the bad things. I completely forgot about them for years, but now that I am empty again…I remember bits and pieces. I still don’t want to, but I also no longer have the energy to suppress -
Tomio hummed weakly in acknowledgment.
“As goes for me. Before, I never had felt empty and only too much. Though, I guess it’s what I get for forcing myself to subdue my emotions to deal with life better. Sometimes I still feel them, it’s just rare.”
“As goes for me. Before, I never had felt empty and only too much. Though, I guess it’s what I get for forcing myself to subdue my emotions to deal with life better. Sometimes I still feel them, it’s just rare.”
Thistle had started staring off into space, but jolted a little as Tomio spoke, turning to him. He stared blankly for a little while, processing.
“…I mostly feel empty but at least once a day I will suddenly feel everything at once and then I will scream and scratch. I used to feel +
“…I mostly feel empty but at least once a day I will suddenly feel everything at once and then I will scream and scratch. I used to feel +
November 18, 2025 at 10:47 PM
“Mhm…I used to be empty like this when I was very small. I would be empty and far away so I would not remember the bad things. I completely forgot about them for years, but now that I am empty again…I remember bits and pieces. I still don’t want to, but I also no longer have the energy to suppress -
“Go in a cave.”
I live outside
”…Do you not have curtains?”
November 18, 2025 at 10:42 PM
“Go in a cave.”
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i'm either empty inside or bursting at the seams with every emotion known to humanity there is no in between
November 18, 2025 at 7:29 AM
i'm either empty inside or bursting at the seams with every emotion known to humanity there is no in between
”…Do you not have curtains?”
Eh. Haven't slept. S' too bright out.
“Hm...Are you alright?”
November 18, 2025 at 8:17 AM
”…Do you not have curtains?”
Thistle had started staring off into space, but jolted a little as Tomio spoke, turning to him. He stared blankly for a little while, processing.
“…I mostly feel empty but at least once a day I will suddenly feel everything at once and then I will scream and scratch. I used to feel +
“…I mostly feel empty but at least once a day I will suddenly feel everything at once and then I will scream and scratch. I used to feel +
Tomio had decided to bring a book out to the park to read. It was a better attempt than nothing to get out of the house.
When the nearby Thistle spoke, Tomio only glanced over.
“… Yes, I understand in a way how that feels. Though, I seem to alternate between never feeling anything or feeling too+
When the nearby Thistle spoke, Tomio only glanced over.
“… Yes, I understand in a way how that feels. Though, I seem to alternate between never feeling anything or feeling too+
“I don’t know what it means to care anymore.” Thistle was sat under a tree, talking more to himself than anyone else, “It is strange to be so empty and still live. I don’t know how to be anymore.”
November 18, 2025 at 8:17 AM
Thistle had started staring off into space, but jolted a little as Tomio spoke, turning to him. He stared blankly for a little while, processing.
“…I mostly feel empty but at least once a day I will suddenly feel everything at once and then I will scream and scratch. I used to feel +
“…I mostly feel empty but at least once a day I will suddenly feel everything at once and then I will scream and scratch. I used to feel +
“Hm...Are you alright?”
mmh.
[he seems a bit out of it]
[he seems a bit out of it]
November 18, 2025 at 8:13 AM
“Hm...Are you alright?”
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Let's go in the garden — You'll find something waiting .. Right there where you left it , lying upside down 𓈒 When you finally find it , you'll see how it's faded ..
November 17, 2025 at 8:14 PM
Let's go in the garden — You'll find something waiting .. Right there where you left it , lying upside down 𓈒 When you finally find it , you'll see how it's faded ..
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but grief compels me, maybe even more than sleep. i am waiting for something to last -- i know nothing will.
November 17, 2025 at 4:13 PM
but grief compels me, maybe even more than sleep. i am waiting for something to last -- i know nothing will.
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thistle and delgal sketch
November 17, 2025 at 4:10 PM
thistle and delgal sketch
“How? Are you going to prepare a teleportation spell?”
* I don't think so.
* Times have changed.
* Times have changed.
Thistle blinked.
”…Who? What? The North Pole? Wouldn’t that take months to get to…?”
”…Who? What? The North Pole? Wouldn’t that take months to get to…?”
November 17, 2025 at 4:08 PM
“How? Are you going to prepare a teleportation spell?”
Thistle blinked.
”…Who? What? The North Pole? Wouldn’t that take months to get to…?”
”…Who? What? The North Pole? Wouldn’t that take months to get to…?”
[ Putting a hand on his shoulder... ]
* North Pole.
* We are going to meet Santa Claus.
* North Pole.
* We are going to meet Santa Claus.
“Where?“
November 17, 2025 at 3:32 PM
Thistle blinked.
”…Who? What? The North Pole? Wouldn’t that take months to get to…?”
”…Who? What? The North Pole? Wouldn’t that take months to get to…?”