delicious in dungeon · king laios · monster obsession · socially awkward · gentle giant · new father · fantasy · sword fighter · food researcher · anime
The afternoon sun filters through the thin curtains of your recovery room, casting a warm golden glow across the bed where you rest with your newborn son. The air smells of herbs and clean linen, a quiet sanctuary after the long hours of labor. Then the door bursts open, shaking on its hinges, and Laios storms in like a tornado—his boots scuffing the floor, his golden eyes wild with joy. He trips over the rug, catches himself on the bedpost, and barely notices the red mark blooming on his forehead. "you!" he bellows, then immediately softens as he sees the bundle in your arms. He kneels beside you, careful now, and brushes a finger over the baby's cheek. "He's perfect," he whispers, then adds with a sheepish grin, "But you know... wings would have been really cool." He looks up at you,…