#MY THOUGHTS MUST BE BLIRTED OUT

[szalnyshko]

(•Д•), Dunmeshi is over taking me!! [spoilers ahead!]

So, I’ve already finished the manga and I’m now waiting for the new episode but during the gap I’ve been consuming fandom content, as per use. Now, the character that I’ve been consuming the most fandom content is Laios cause he’s so jdjdjsjs, and this idea has been fluttering round my head because I’ve only seen THREE actual posts/works about this. Two being fics and one being a tumblr post.

The specific idea is a sibling swap, Falin and Laios, and I’m suffering from lack of content from it!! Only two fics and one tumblr post [ТдТ] One of the fics is Laios and making his desire to be to swap with Falin, and what he thinks will happen. The other is Falin going through the dungeon to save Laios and it’s specific the episode that’s coming out this Thursday, so chapter 27/28 in manga I think.

Like this concept really gets me going cause it changed the whole dynamic of how things would play out. Laios being there meant they met Senshi because Laios was interested in eating monsters. Falin, although she does have an interest, would not have that strong of an interest in eating monsters. I also feel she may not realise it’s hunger that caused them to fail because she was focused on protecting her brother and the party, literally letting herself get eaten to save her brother. She also would not have intimate knowledge of monsters so the party may have a harder time killing monsters.

I think Marcille and Chilchuck would still be in the party. Marcille doesn’t seem to have a deep connection with Laios at the start, with her clashing with Laios and his monster eating habits. Plus the prior encounter where she wanted to kill him for taking Falin away from magic school. This bond deepens between them as they go down the dungeon and she obviously cares for the rest of the party, feeling betrayed that Namari and Shuro [I keep forget your actual name] left. But I feel if it were Lauos to get eaten she wouldn’t be as motivated as she is with Falin [Lesbian icon!] because she doesn’t get to connect with him. This then brings into question, would she revive Laios and risk being jailed by the elves?

She probably would because it’s Falin who asked but there would be more hesitation. Especially with Chilchuck who is against it no matter what.

Talking about Chilchuck, I feel he would stay out of obligation. The same reason he stayed with Laios originally. I think his dynamic wouldn’t change that much but maybe he’d see Falin and Marcill closer to his daughters [?] or maybe he’d have a gripe cause of their relationship as we already know he doesn’t do inter party relationships.

Namari would still leave but I think Shuro would be more hesitant, his love for Falin possibly making him stay for a little bit.

Of course we have the problem with money and food but I think Falin has enough people skills to gather some things. But, because she lived with Laios for some time and heard about his monster fantasies, maybe she’d consider eating monsters. I feel people would be more likely to listen to her rather than Laios [sorry buddy] but still question it. However, Shuro did have a whole crew so maybe he’d help with that and we’d have a whole different crew dynamic.

Talking about that, I wonder how Kabru and his party would interact with Falin’s party. How’d the Namari reunion go? What would Falin’s desire be? How would the finale fight be? Would Laios have a cool chimera bod like Falin?

So many questions for my tiny brain….

#rambles #ramblings #yapping #professional yapper #yapyapyap #just yappin #dugeon meshi #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #dunmeshi #dunmesh spoilers #spoilers #aghhhhhh #MY THOUGHTS MUST BE BLIRTED OUT #Someone help me #I need Laios Falin swap content #laois touden #laois dungeon meshi #laios touden #laios dungeon meshi #how do you spell his name #falin touden #falin dungeon meshi

[silk-spiders]

So @letmeplaytheliontoo mentioned Steve wearing glasses in fics and how Eddie would be the one to make him get glasses after all the head trauma and I definitely had thoughts.

In my mind, this happens before they're dating. Steve probably wouldn't recognize the fact that his headaches 'were a thing' (because it's himself and not someone else) but Eddie sure as hell would. Eddie would immediately work himself up mentally (probably expecting Steve to push away this small act of self-care), knowing he'll either get an "okay, I guess I can go" or that he's gonna have some convincing to do. Regardless, Steve is eventually picking out glasses, looking at all the different frames to choose from and every time he asks Eddie what he thinks about these ones, Eddie just stammers that they look nice, barely coherent. Steve sighs a "You say that about all of them though."

Towards the end, Eddie can see Steve react a little more strongly to a pair- Steve must really like those, though he wouldn't say. And Eddie is so over standing there and blushing so before he's even asked this time, he blirts "those!...um, that pair looks really good on you Harrington. Makes your eyes twinkle or some shit." And Steve heats up like a kettle. He reaches up and takes them off to look at them again, wondering why Eddie thinks this pair is different and Eddie says "oh, nope. Your eyes still twinkle." He grabs Steve's cheeks and makes him nod his head "You should still definitely get those though. They look really good on ya, big boy"

#steddie #steddie imagine #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things 4

[mybullshitsensesaretingling]

Okay

Request: Can you imagine Bones proposing and reader just shrugs and says ok, bones expected dramatic tears and stuff only to get "OK" how would he even react to it??? - @precious-gilbird

Slumping against the door, you unzipped your boots and dropped them off to the side. You let your head fall back and let out a long sigh. The smell of food wafting back to you made you straighten up. As you made your way deeper into your quarters you saw Leonard setting plates on the small dining table.

“Did you,” you hesitated, trying to take in the sight before you, “cook?”

“Yeah, I did,” he smiled, looking up from the dishes.

“Like without a replicator?” you asked as you walked forward.

“Yes, like without a replicator.” He set a plate at your place at the table. “Why are you so surprised by this? I’ve cooked for you before.”

“Once. When we were back on Earth.” You stared down at the food in the center of the table. “I didn’t forget our anniversary, did I? Or my birthday?” You looked back up at him. “Is it my birthday?”

He sighed, “No, it isn’t your birthday.”

You opened your mouth to ask another question, but before you could, Leonard kissed your forehead and said, “Just go get cleaned up. I’ll finish setting the table and then we can eat.” He spun you around and nudged you towards the bathroom so you wouldn’t get a chance to argue.

When you came back in with more comfortable clothes and clean hands, Leonard pulled a chair out for you. He grinned widely at you and you gave him a suspicious look.

“Seriously, what is this?” you asked, sitting down.

“Why can’t I do something romantic without you launching a full scale investigation?” he defended, pushing your chair in.

“You can. You just haven’t in awhile,” you pointed out, “Our last date was literally taking a nap on the couch.”

“Maybe we should make more of an effort,” he said as he went to his own chair.

“Oh, so now you have a problem with nap dates?”

“I love nap dates.”

“Good, ‘cause you would have to pry them from my cold dead hands,” you punctuate your statement by taking a bite. “Though I’ll admit this is a nice change. You should cook more often.”

“Thanks,” Leonard said. “How was your day?”

“Long. I swear I came this close,” you held up your forefinger and thumb, “to murdering three people.”

“That ensign in the brig you had to watch was that bad?”

“Nah, he was actually pretty good company. It was his friends that were the problem.” You took a drink. “How was your day?”

“Surprisingly slow.” As you listened to him tell you about the stunt some engineer pulled that landed him in sickbay, you noticed how straight he was sitting and that he was using his thumb to spin his ring around his finger.

“You’re not dying, are you?” you blirted out.

“What? No. Why on Earth would you think I’m dying?”

“I don’t know. You’re acting weird. You seem anxious.”

“So I must be dying.”

“It was just my first guess.” You took a bite, studying him while you finished chewing. “Am I dying?”

“No one is dying.”

“Your mother isn’t planning another visit, is she?”

“No.”

“Then why are you trying to soften me up?”

“Soften you up?” He repeated. “You make me sound like I’m the wicked witch. I’m trying to romance you.”

“For no reason at all?”

“Okay, you know what?” He got up and moved over to your side of the table. “I was going to wait until desert to do this, but clearly you’re not going to let me do that.”

“What is this?” You stared at him as he got down on one knee. “What are you doing?”

“Do you think you could not say anything while I do this?”

You narrowed your eyes at him, but nodded.

Leonard took a deep breath. “Three years ago, I was so against love. I never thought I would find it again, and to be honest, I didn’t want to. But then you came along, high strung and completely out of your damn mind, and you turned my whole world upside down. In your own ridiculous way, you’ve made my life make sense. You’ve somehow managed to drive me totally crazy and make everything more bearable at the same time. And no matter how hard I try, I can’t imagine living my life without you.” He retrieved a small black box from his pocket, revealing a glittering, silver ring. “Will you marry me?”

“Okay,” you shrugged.

“Are you kidding me?” He didn’t move from his kneeling position on the floor as you turned back towards your food. “That’s all you’re going to say? ‘okay’?”

“Thank you?” you added slowly.

“Oh my god,” he mumbled. “Just give me your hand.”

You held it out to him.

“Down here spillin’ my heart out to you and all you can say is okay,” he grumbled, slipping the ring on your finger. “When I practiced in front of Jim, he cried. But all I get from the love of my life is a shrug.”

“I’m sure I could muster up a few tears, if you really want,” you offered.

“I don’t want your insincere tears.” Leonard stood back up.

“They might be insincere, but this isn't.” Grabbing the front of his shirt, you pulled him down to your level and kissed him.

“Did Jim do that?” you asked as you pulled away.

“No, thank god.”

“Good,” you chuckled. “Now, can I eat my delicious dinner or do you wanna make another speech?”

“No, I’m done.”

#Leonard McCoy #leonard mccoy x reader #leonard mccoy imagine #star trek #star trek imagine

[asheyloomis30]

incomplete story (still working on it)

Hey my name is Ashley this is my first time sharing one of my writting even though there are spelling errors please over look for now thanks :)

Drew Carson was a typical 21 year old, He had black hair and very green eyes. He was athletically built and and tall like his brothers. Drew didn’t know much about his father other than what they would tell him about him. He usually got into more trouble than what he was able to handle his self. His mother was always worrying about him when he didn’t come home on time. Drew had been looking for information on his father for as long as he could remember. He stopped at the San Antonio police department, his brother Boone was a detective there. He was so excited he had a lead on their father. He couldn’t wait to tell him what he had found out from county recoreds. He walked up to the front desk and looked at the older man sitting there. He was on the phone so he waited while he ended the call to speak. The older man grined at him. “ Hey kid you have grown up nice, last time Boone had you in here you were what 16?” The older man had indacated it had been a while. “ Yeah it has been a while, is Boone in the building i was hoping to catch him before he went to lunch today.” “Ah why yes he is here finishing up monthly reports that were due in last week, Sargent has been on him about it. You know where his desk is son  go on back. Looks like captin Ramirez has his eyes on you too.” Drew looked up to meet the Captins glance. He walked back to his brother wondering why he was being watched. “Hey…… "What are you doing here little brother?” Boone cut off “I wanted to….” “Look i told mom i would be by to see you guys this weekend. Captin and sarg are riding my ass for not having this work done.” “I needed to show you what i found on dad.” Boone Carson looked up from his desk at his little brother. He knew more about their father than what he was willing to tell Drew. Drew was so lost because their father left their mom when she was pregnant with Drew. “Look you got Ramirez staring over here wondering why you are here. Seeing how we both pulled strings to get you an interview at the court house. Yet here you are and your interview was 20 minutes ago.” Drew was slightly aware of the eyes that were on him, he was uncomfortable. Drew looked down at his feet and shifted from one foot to the other. He wouldnt make eye contact with Boone, even though he knew Boone already knew the out come. “Didnt get huh? Well just keep looking you need a job to keep your ass out of trouble.” Drew suddenly felt like he had let his big brother down. Tears stung his eyes but he pushed them back from coming out. He started to turn to walk out and bumped right into his mothers husband Captin Jack Ramirez. “What you got in that file there son? Looks like it had to be important enough to miss the interview we sat up for you. Hope it was worth waisting my time and your brothers.” Drew dropped the file on Boones desk and walked past his step father with out a word. Drew pulled into the driveway and cut the engine off, climbed out of the truck and laid in the bed of it and looked up at the sky. He looked away when he felt a hand on his leg. Debbie Ramirez his mother, she was a short slinder blond with green eyes. She was still beautiful for an older woman. She gave him a weak grin and climbed up in the bed of the truck. “You know Jacks hard on you because he loves you sweety.” Drew didnt answer he just laid there and wiped the tears away really quick. But his mother had seen them and the hurt in his face. She propped herself up on one arm and touched her sons cheek. “Drew i love you with all my heart and soul, and i know you want to find your father.” Drew looked over at her and wondered why he left and if it was because of him. “You put that thought right back where it came from, it was never your fault my baby.” Tear’s trickled down his heartbroken face. His mother wrapped him up in her arms and did what she always did best. She took his pain away if only for that moment. She pulled back and looked at his face to make sure he was not having an episode. Drews health was not perfect even though he seldom landed in the hospital. She looked at her watch and grinned she sat up straighter and hugged her son tight. “Let’s go inside and watch some t.v while we can” “Ok mom lets go.” They got in side found their show they watched alot together, Drew laid down on the floor with a pillow under his head. Debbie watched him closely, she watched him fall asleep and his breathing was uneasy. About 5pm Jack Ramirez pulled in with the two older boy behind. Debbie stepped out on the porch to great her boys and husband. Jack envoloped her and kissed her. She pulled back and looked into his dark eye’s. “His breathing is uneasy i know he has been asleep for about an hour.” Jack looked worried he stepped in and listened to Drews breathing it was uneasy like she said. Jack shook him to get him up in his room for the night. Drew opened up one eye. He scrammbled off the floor really quick and tossed the pillow back up on the couch. His chest was tight feeling and his breathing he relised was labored. He looked at Jack hoping he was not going to have to get in the truck. He hated his breathing issues more than anything on earth. It had always drove the ladys away that he dated. Jack walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. He kept watching the way the breaths were being taken. He knew if they did not get him to the clinic at least that drews breathing would get worest. He gave Drew that knowing look that spoke volumes. He went back out and started his truck up. Drew was putting up a fight he didnt want to go in. He was 21 he could deside if he wanted to get checked out or not. But Boone shoved him into the waiting room and the resetionest already knew. “What time did his attack start”? “About 4pm” “So its been about an hour and a half now, has the wheezing gotten worse”? “It got more labored when we were driving over here”. “Drew what did you promise me and Dr.Van about your inhaler?” His eyes were flashing because he could barely catch his breath. Tears were running down the sides of his face. Boone held up the inhaler and gave her a knowing look that it wasnt working. “Drew can you try to calm your breathing for me? Dr.Carson will be right out to check you over.” He groaned because he couldnt get a long steady breath. He sat down and put his head between his legs. He closed his eyes and took a slow ragged breath in and let it out slow. Which threw him into a97th coughing spell that wouldnt stop. Jack sat next to him and rubbed his back. “Its ok bubba try again I know that breath hurt try again.” Jack looked over at the desk and let out a low curse. He gave Boone a look the spoke volumes and Boone almost flipped out until a light hand rested on his back. He turnes to his mother and she shook her head no. They all looked back to Drew who was to tired to hold his head up. About that time doctor Carson walked over and touched the young mans arm. “Drew is it? Let me take a look at you before we decide what corce of action we are gonna take next.” Boone was fuming from his fathers unknowing eyes of who he was treating. “Kinda funny how you dont reconize the kids you walked out on.” Boone blirted out. Doctor Carson looked up at Boone and smiled, and then looked back to Drew without a word. He looked concerned and looked up at his ex wife. “How long has he had the murmur?” “Since birth.” she answered “Ok so nothing new with that. What about the asthma? What causes his attacks?” “No doctor has been able to tell me why he has it so hard.” “Does it effect his personal life? If so tell me why and how it does?” “They do effect his personal life. He has been in 3 relationships in the past year all ended because they couldnt handle all the doctor visits when the asthma flared up.” “Um Deb i mean like is he not able to work, go outside, exercise, ect?” He gave Drew a funny grin and looked back down at his notes. He was so excites that his youngest son looked so much like him. He looked back at Deb and Jack who were looking over different notes they had about Drew. “He is very active athletic wise but physical wise with the girls throws him into a asthma attack.” About that time Drews brother Max came in the building. He looked at doctor Carson and then to Boone. His eye flickered with rage as he got closer. He looked at his mom and she gave him a look that said watch whtat you sayWell well well look who’s checking our little brother?“ Drew was looking at everyones expretions. He groaned again and squeezed the doctors should by accident. He couldnt take much more pain the tears rolled down his face. Doctor Carson caught on. He pulled out his phone and a few minutes later they were at the hospital. "Here you go kid, just relax ok.” Drew shook his head up and down . He was squeezing his sides tight and sobbed. The pain medication must of kicked in because seconds later Drew was resting easly. Drake Carson watched his son rest easilyDrew needed surgery and soon for that matter. His heart was not in the greatest shape, but it was not bad enough to be rushed to surgery right away. Drake got new scans of Drews heart and felt a twing of hurt. He had to show Deb the scans, he was rushing to the waiting area hoping they were all there to talk to. He found Boone and Max sitting with their heads down. Deb sitting with Jack watching the clock pass time.He walked over to them he felt his older boys eyes on him, he knew it was not time to mend bridges. He had to focuse on Drews well being. Deb watched the clock tick tick tick, wondering if she would hear anything anytime soon. Her face flew to the door that opened to the waiting area. She was to her feet in no time. Rushing over to Drake with pleading eyes. She saw the film in his hand. “I want you both to look at this with me. We need to come up with a plan of action for Drew. I do want you to know that his heart is not in the best of shape.” Jack hugged Deb closer and then let go. He looked down into tormented eyes and gave her a weak grin. He knew her and Drake were the two to make a plan.