one thing i havent seen anyone talk about yet in dungeon meshi is how sometimes the party just fucking. forgets important info. and usually it bites them in the ass but it feels so natural and human. like yeah my ass would probably forget what namari said about senshi's pot too. and then whatever plans the party makes are always built on half-remembered info, autism sauce, luck, and a solid chunk of actual dungeoneering expertise at its core
it's actually what really makes me wonder sometimes if dunmeshi was based on an actual dnd campaign, because the goofy fuck ups just SCREAM "pack of dipshits playing dnd together and NO ONE is taking down notes"
and then ryoko ties it all together into a unique sequence of events that never perfectly resembles A) whatever the reader thinks they might do or B) whatever the party had planned in the first place and turns it and its just augh. its so good!! i wanna see what these freaks think of next!!! what fucked up shit are you guys gonna do to get out of this one!!
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No because yall... Izzy spent most of his life at sea. Hating, loving, learning, yearning. Repressing and expressing, losing himself and finding himself, accepting that his existence can be good, he can be good, and safe, at the same time. He was always the first to throw himself into needlessly dangerous situations- the ships protector. The ships unicorn. Living his life physically and emotionally getting tossed around by life changing waves and tides.
And they buried him on fucking land
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"Darling..."
They crouch in front of him, drawling his name like a melody, all sticky and sweet like honey. His back presses that much harder into the stone wall behind him.
"Do you want me to gouge your eyes out?"
The nonchalance of their delivery has his shaky lungs gasping for air.
"N-No..." — He doesn't, he doesn't, please don't.
"Then be a dear and keep those pretty things closed." — Their hand lands over his eyes, gently guiding his eyelids closed. — "Don't let me catch you sneaking a peek, okay?"
They smile still; he can feel their teeth grinning through the void enveloping him. He nods against their hand cupping his cheek as they watch him intently, swallowing down every word that claws at his throat to escape him in case they decide letting him keep his tongue should become a luxury too.
They give a couple light pats, then stand, purring, — "Good boy."
<3
Masterist
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I've been holding a General Conference watch party for the queer mormon club at my institute, and a couple of them came, but mostly I've just been gaining missionaries slowly throughout the day as they realized that a private, more fun, watch party with food and activities was happening in the building
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thinking about how protective scaramouche would be of you when he joins your team. he’s so terrified of losing another person he cares deeply for, so if a hilichurl so much as throws a stone at you and you get the tiniest of scrapes from it my man is levitating into the air so fast and summoning the strongest, sharpest, scariest wind blade to cut that unfortunate hilichurl in half. no one hurts his dear friend!!! he won’t allow it! >:(
but scara also tells you that scavenging for ingredients is your job and that you should be grateful he’s such a good cook willing to prepare the best meals for you. as much as he may tease or bully you, the minute you’re in danger (whether severe or not) is the minute he gets serious. he’ll insist that it would just be annoying if he didn’t have anyone around to pester, but the truth is that if he lost you he’d be alone yet again and he can’t imagine a life spent without you by his side.
give him any sort of gift (jewelry, a handwritten letter, a flower crown, etc) and he’s carrying it around forever. he gets embarrassed if you point it out too frequently hehe. he also creates a doll in your image so that he can have a miniature version of you wherever he goes. it’s surprisingly well-made and detailed, with the softest of cloth and precise stitching. you could be standing right next to him and he’ll still have mini (name) in his pocket. he’s just always anxious when you aren’t immediately within his vicinity. :( he has terrible separation anxiety, but he’ll adamantly deny it and tell you your observations are false and troublesome. he sneaks into your room/tent/dwelling to stand guard while you sleep, but you’ll never know of this because he’s always up early to make breakfast for you.
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today is the first day of my final year in my 20's. 29 is such a weird age lmao 😭🎉
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The office ladies in You Are Mine manipulating Shun Yu into asking the General Manager for a nice work retreat in a five-star hotel, so they don't have to go on another camping trip is an extra reason in a long list of reasons why I love these ladies.
When the GM got Shun Yu food, he immediately wanted to share it with his office crew, which upset the GM, but that's how I know they have each others' back.
Office crew > Boss man
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