#; fluffy belle

[drawsmaddy]

[ID: A digital illustration of Orym and Dorian Storm from Critical Role. They're stood side by side, in mirrored poses. They both are facing three quarters away from each other with a hand on their hips, looking back at each other with smiles. They're both wearing their level 13 outfits, Orym in Zephyr armour with blue vines growing across it and his sending stone tied to his belt. Dorian is wearing a sheer shirt that's very open in the front, a blue half cape with a sunset coloured lining, gold pauldrons on one side, and dark blue trousers. End description.]

Orym's longer hair and Dorian's tits-out sheer shirt are so fucking fantastic <3

[thebellearchives]

𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

~ inumaki toge // fushiguro megumi ; jujutsu kaisen

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : at night, you and your sorcerer friend take shelter in an inn room to take care of each other’s wounds

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : gn!reader, fluff, mentions of blood and injuries, making out, a bit suggestive maybe ?? (i’m still tagging it as fluff)

- gumi’s part: 'it’s complicated' friends to lovers, he tends to your wounds

- toge’s part : toge’s aware of your crush on him, you feel cursed energy through his kisses, onigiri ingredients in japanese, he uses harmless words at the very end, also uses cursed speech on you in the last sentence lol, you tend to his wounds

‧₊˚ a / n : wasn’t intending on posting this but anyways, this shots turned out kinda cute so, would’ve been sad to keep them to myself, also putting them together because both follow the same scenario and have many similarities

the reader feeling toge’s cursed speech was largely inspired by this 🫶🏻

also don’t question the fact that they’re in an inn room instead of the infirmary or smth okay just go with the flow bye 😭

• 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

You and Megumi somehow managed to check in the room without much questioning. Entering an inn late at night looking like you just got beat up was definitely something that would raise the front desk lady’s eyebrows, but you figured you had just gotten lucky.

You closed your eyes and sighed, Megumi’s footsteps came closer. You were sitting in the kitchen counter, knees apart from each other so Megumi could stand in between and attend to your wounds just like you had done before with his. His fingers lifted your chin up so he could see better under the room’s dim light. He pressed an alcohol drenched cotton ball lightly over your left eyebrow, making you jolt.

“Ouch!”

“Sorry” he mumbled “I’m almost done.”

Your eyelids opened slowly, finding him close to you, his dark eyes fixed on your wound. You studied his face in the meantime, long lashes contrasting with his pale clear skin, yet blending with his black irises.

“Can’t believe after all this time of being friends we just had our first mission together.”

“I’m guessing Gojo wasn’t sure of what would work well for us”

“That’s not what I mean, I mean we did great!”

He scoffed in slight amusement.

“Yeah, I knew we would”

“You mean you knew because I kicked your ass the last time we sparred?” a cheeky smile appeared on your face.

“As far as I remember, I was declared the winner” he raised an eyebrow

“Small details, truthfully it was a tie.”

“Right…” Megumi decided to cut the conversation, focusing more on wiping dry blood from your skin.

Finally he exhaled, his hand moved away, examining your face carefully. A soft frown appeared on his face as his eyes fell on your lips.

“Did you cut your lip?”

“Oh? Not that I’m aware of, it doesn’t hurt.”

“It’s bloody.”

Megumi’s fingers on your chin tensed up, sliding the cotton ball over your lip and then discarding it. He tilted your head to the right, blinking and squinting. With the same hand he was holding your jaw, he swiped his thumb over the lower lip.

With widened eyes you stared at him, alarm bells suddenly going off in your head and your irregular breathing hitting his skin, his gaze fixed on the way your soft lip molded under his fingertip. Tangled thoughts raced in your head, trying to figure out the sudden change in the atmosphere and the accelerating pace of your beating heart.

“It’s not wounded” Megumi’s voice was barely audible and you noticed the way his body had just gotten as stiff as yours, probably gaining awareness of the context you were both were surrounded by: him in between your thighs, under the cover of dim lightning and the silence of the night, being the closest to one another you had ever been.

Dark eyes wandered over your mouth, following his thumb as it now slid to the other side. Hesitantly, he moved even closer until his lips hovered over yours. The anticipation that filled the room made sure to cut off both your breathing and his. But then, Megumi closed the distance between your mouths, lashes lowering and hidden feelings bursting out into the open. Megumi’s kiss was soft, and you made sure to reciprocate slowly, easing into the unknown sensation of kissing him.

When the kiss stopped he remained still. Your shaky hands slid up his shirt, fingertips grasping the fabric to keep him in place for as long as the sweet burning sensation sat on your guts. You weren't sure of what came over yourself, maybe it was the curiosity of having him as more than a friend. Maybe it was the thoughts that had constantly whispered at the back of your head how attractive you thought he was, the thoughts you had made sure to ignore and so you never acted on them. Maybe it was the thrill of crumbling his aloof and distant demeanor in between your hands.

Maybe it had been all of those things together, but you slightly and eagerly nudged your nose against his. And so he kissed you again, with a deep sigh of surrender and his hands roaming up your thighs. The sounds of kissing filled the kitchen, your tongue sliding across his tongue, his hungry mouth now fighting against your, your fists pulling from his shirt. His fingers squeezed your skin, a breathy exhale left your throat almost becoming a soft whine.

Megumi’s hands then settled on your hips, until he suddenly stopped, freezing in place and then pulling away from you to search for your eyes. You stared back in a bit of a daze.

“What…” the black haired sorcerer tried to form a coherent sentence, but it seemed like his brain for once wasn’t cooperating.

“I…” you cleared your throat, blinking a couple of times “I don’t know.”

He swallowed, trying to find words once again.

“Listen, I…”

“It’s okay” nervously you tightened your grip on his shirt, now anxious of letting him go “we don’t have to talk about this today or tomorrow. We can just… forget it happened.”

Slowly, Megumi nodded.

“We can just let it be… for tonight.”

“Yeah” you pulled him close again, his body relaxed as he followed your movement and searched for your lips once more.

“Yeah, just for tonight…”

• 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄

Toge’s eyes followed you around as you picked and discarded objects from the first aid kit. At first he was annoyed at how much you had insisted on taking care of the wounds your last fight had inflicted, but at a certain point he had stopped complaining and just… stared. Now, you knew Toge wasn’t one to say much, because he couldn’t, but even when he didn’t say actual normal words he also wasn’t one to shut up. There was always some 'okaka's and 'tuna's and he would gesticulate here and there, he just had to let you know his opinion on absolutely everything. But now… he was absolutely silent.

You walked over to the kitchen counter, where he had sat down begrudgingly and now he was just lazily waiting.

“Bend over a little, will you?” you sighed, wet cotton in your hand.

His lavender eyes stared curiously, but he did as you asked and moved closer so you could reach for his face. There was a bloody scrape right next to his brow, product of a bad landing during the fight with the curse. You held your breath to gain courage and put aside your romantic feelings for the boy, then reached to cup his cheek with your left hand in order to keep him steady and started cleaning the almost dry blood.

He winced, a pitiful expression appeared on your face.

“Sorry” your voice softened “I’ll be finished soon, don’t worry, this is the last one.”

You expected him to say something, he would’ve usually just muttered a 'shake' or something, and yet he didn’t. When you were finally done you sighed once again, lowering your hands and grasping the edge of the counter.

“Alright, that’s it, why aren’t you speaking to me?” Toge raised a brow, as if your question was ridiculous to him “don’t look at me like that, you know what I mean.”

He pressed his lips against each other and then shrugged.

“Are you mad at me?” your brows almost touched, his eyes widened.

“Okaka” he immediately shook his head.

“Oh, so now you’re talking” he snorted, finally letting a small smile shine through “there’s something off, I can tell…”

He bit his lip and shrugged again, this time pointing to his head with his index.

“Thinking?”

“Shake”

“About what?”

His eyes seemed to shine in a peculiar way, trying to hold back a smirk. It was almost as if he had been waiting for you to ask that question for a while. Toge pointed at you, made a small heart with his index and thumb, and then pointed at himself. You blinked about twice, blankly.

“You’re thinking… about you and me?”

He squinted and motioned 'more less', then repeated the previous gesture: you, heart, him.

“You’re thinking…” you heart him. Suddenly your eyes widened, a blush rapidly crept up your face “you’re thinking i like you?”

Toge then grinned and nodded enthusiastically.

“Huh” you exhaled nervously, eyes shying away from him “right when i thought i was the best at understanding you seems like i still don’t get what is going on inside that head of yours.”

He chuckled, his right hand searched for his phone in his pocket and then quickly typed something up in the notes app. You just expectantly watched him as he conveyed his thoughts into written words.

“I’m not thinking you like me, i’m thinking i know you like me”

“Narcissistic much?” you quirked one of your eyebrows and he snorted “what makes you think that?”

“Just the way you look at me, and the way you act around me. Panda had pointed it out before but i’m just now thinking maybe he was right”

“I treat you just like all of my other friends!” you looked up at his eyes again, this time in defiance, but he tilted his head, raising his brows in disbelief “alright then, what have i done with you that i wouldn’t have done with anyone else?”

With a smile, Toge rubbed his cheek and then placed his index right on top of yours.

“Blushing?”

“Shake”

“You’re insinuating that I have romantic feelings for you, of course i’m gonna be embarrassed!”

Rolling his eyes, he nodded. Then, he cupped your left cheek, raising your face towards his and supporting your chin with his ring finger and pinky. You frowned, quickly catching up with the fact that he was holding your face in the same way you had done just moments before.

“… I was just taking care of you…” your whisper worsened your blush.

“always”

He chuckled at your shocked expression, the sound waves of his harmless words making you shiver. It wasn’t everyday that he’d risk speaking normally.

“… well, yes, i care for you”

“a lot” you bit your lip, there was no denying that, so you swallowed your nerves and looked away, he snickered “you’re cute”

Once again the surprise froze you, the power in his voice making your body tremble, what he had said made a sweet nervous feeling flutter around your stomach. He leaned in, you held your breath. Toge placed a lovely kiss on your lips, and you delicately but firmly kissed him back, the sliding of his lips on yours enticing and elating. A soft wave of cursed energy flowed through your mouth, but the moment he slid his tongue on your lower lip and you opened your mouth it rose in intensity. You had to cling from his shirt to keep yourself steady, the moment his marked tongue brushed against yours a sharp wave of electricity ran down your throat, pulling a whimper out from your vocal chords.

He pulled back to look at you and you panicked, embarrassed.

“I’m- oh god i’m so sorry!” your face was burning red at that point “it’s just that- i can feel your cursed energy.”

His eyes widened with surprise and worry, hopping off the counter his hands grabbed your shoulders.

“Takana?!”

“I’m fine! I’m totally fine” cupping his face you tried to comfort him, and it worked, he relaxed, but you pulled him closer again, your noses brushing “it felt… really nice…”

You lips searched for his, Toge smirked in amusement to your reaction, but he complied. So slowly, he kissed you again. The feeling of his energy running trough you seemed to make the blood in your veins rush in bliss, pulling sounds from the depths of your chest. Suddenly his hand slithered to the back of your head and he deepened the kiss, the mark on his tongue making contact with yours and making you gasp and jolt against his body. Toge giggled, but caught you in his arms, resting his back on the counter.

“Come on Toge, won’t you have mercy on me?” you complained, Toge shook his head slowly, and by the way he smiled you knew he was about to pull one of his stunts.

“Be louder” his lips immediately crashed back onto yours.

[wrillr]

please give orym a hug damn lol

[neothebean]

Them feets

[marmotsomsierost]

I have a lot of really great pictures of Nanuq- in focus, good composition, etc. And I also have a lot of pretty bad pictures of Nanuq- and in a lot of them he's the happiest he could be. And i really miss him a lot, so here- some terrible photos of my excellent dog.

An Baby, extremely suspicious of the incoming tide, and Yearling's First Harness time. The one and only time his reaction to that harness was bored befuddlement and not 'instant joyful zoomies.'

Still mostly baby, refusing to get out of the driver's seat of the car because this is where the Snow is and this is where the Bacon Lady is and we can't leave yet.

Self-explanatory

A park saga of finding a delicious grody tennis ball, becoming a husky vortex of murdergrowlraarg, and then realizing it's california and sunny and it's hot so now it's time to de-vortex and just lay down and snap lazily at each other. (white is Sasha, black is Mishka; the dog park quickly learned what Husky Hour really meant and either adapted to a background noise of murder or avoided the park around sundown)

And finally, his favoritest thing ever: mud and stormy weather and nyoom. That estuary muck took like four rounds of scrubbing, and he was the saddest wet beaft in existence during that process. He had that sproingy wooly husky fur that traps the smallest bits of grit and particulates but loooved mud puddles and smushy grass and lakeshore/bayshore shenanigans.

He was ours and we loved him.

[satans-knitwear]

taking selfies with dogs is rly difficult okay. i deserve a medal. and they deserve treats for putting up with me.

[lemm-moxx]

ragghh misc stuff (also stuff i've been doing at my college)

[fobnsfwdoodlesbackup]

Cat out boy 😻

[nomanisanisland]

@taakoCC june 2023

[aeide-thea]

A flock of beautiful Valais Blacknose sheep, all washed and prepared, make their way through the village of Mund for their annual grading day 🥰 A true sight to behold and credit to their breeders who spent the week taking them down from the Swiss Alpine pastures for the shepherds celebration week before the winter months 🐑 🇨🇭

(Source: @‍bopeep_valaisblacknose on Instagram)

[autisticlalna]

reasons to follow viking on bluesky:

he bullies me everywhere he goes

[thebellearchives]

𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒

~ inumaki toge ; jujutsu kaisen

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : love between givers will never run out of displays of affection, and Toge’s about to show you exactly why

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : gn!reader, tooth rotting fluff, stablished relationship

‧₊˚ a / n : happy birthday to my favourite blorbo (‘: here’s this to profess my undying love to him 🖤

If there’s something you’re sure of is that you’re a giver. And ever since you started dating Inumaki Toge it’s like you just can’t stop giving, showering him with all the love you can, pouring the contents of your heart into his. Days like today, waking up next to him and staring at his gorgeous, sleepy lavender eyes that made you want to give more and more. Your body felt drawn towards him instinctively, you cupped his face in your hands and placed a sweet kiss on the tip of his nose.

He smiled immediately, white lashes blinking slowly as he tried to chase away the sleep.

“I love you” was the first thing that came tumbling from your lips. You hoped your words didn’t seem mindless to him, but your love was too big, and it kept pushing the phrase out of your mouth so it could have more room inside you.

Toge wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer. His hug was strong, trying to convey how desperately he wished you could understand that he loved you too. He kissed your forehead and you chuckled softly. Your fingers brushed his silvery hair strands away from his eyes and then sliding down to his neck, making sure he was really there, solid, warm. People always ask themselves, is this person good for me? do they really love me? But when you’ve given Toge all of you, the only question you need to ask is far from all of those.

“Toge”

“Hm?”

“Do I make you feel loved?”

He pulled away, his eyes stared back at yours in surprise until worry painted his face.

“Takana?” he asked, taken aback by the sudden question.

You giggled at his reaction, and when you did you noticed his body relaxed, his suddenly tense muscles going back to calm.

“Yeah, everything’s okay. I was just wondering.”

Toge sighed and smiled at you, his gaze softened before nodding. Your boyfriend moved forward again and he kissed your nose, your cheeks, your forehead, making you laugh. When he placed a last kiss on your lips you couldn’t help but smile. Blush warmed your cheeks, the feeling of pleasant comfort traveled down to your chest and it bloomed there, feeding your beating heart. Nothing made you happier than knowing you make him feel the same, and you wanted to keep giving him more, more hugs, more kisses, more “I love you”s, more of that feeling of being loved.

Lucky for you, Inumaki Toge was a giver too. He made sure his actions, his touch, and the time he spent with you spoke louder than any word.

So he pulled back again and licked his lips before asking. His curious eyes stare at yours expectantly when he points at himself and then at you, eyebrows raising and lips slightly parted as he tossed the question back at you.

“Of course, Toge” you pulled him close to you again and he took a deep breath, smiles decorating your faces.

And just like you, Toge wished he could give even more. So he bit his tongue slightly before whispering:

“I love you too”

[crazykuroneko]

I know LDPDL was crying watching this scene

[isittheboogieman]

* Check out my new creatura

🌥 😴

[yourimagines]

Drake Bell x reader

Fluff?

I hope you like this one, I’m not sure if I like this one myself 😅

You can talk to me

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Triggers: Sadness, anxiety, little bit trauma and Fluff

——— the present ———

Y/n POV

Drake was lying on the couch, watching a Disney movie. “Drake?” I said as I carefully joined him, crawling into his arms. “Hi baby.” He placed a kiss on my forehead and smiles. “Cuddle?” He nods and wraps his arms around me. “Is there something wrong?” I shook my head and closed my eyes. “You sure? You can tell me everything.” His hands slowly traveled over my back, caressing me. “I’m sure, I just thought about how we met and that I missed you.” His chest moved slightly as he chuckled. “Baby, we live together. How did you miss me?” I shrugged and placed a kiss in his neck. “I just love you.” He moved his head a bit away from me and looked down at me. His eyes were glistening. “I love you too sweetheart.”

——— the past ———

Drake POV

I was walking around the set, spending some time off screen alone as I saw her, sitting alone with a textbook on her lap. “Hey y/n.” She looked up and smiled at me. “Hi Drake.” Her cheeks were a bit rosy as she looked at me. “Studying?” She nods and looks down at her book. “Yeah…I have to keep up with school.” Dan was not a big fan of her and she knew it, I don’t understand why he doesn’t like her. She amazing and her acting skills are way better than mine, she’s going to be a big star. “Can I sit here with you?” I asked her, she nods and pats next to her. “Thanks, they drive me a crazy sometimes.” I sat down and smiled at her. “No problem, you’re safe for a while, nobody comes here.”

“Come on y/n, be a little bit more….funnier.” Dan says as he cut our scene. Y/n nodded in shame and mumbled a sorry. “Okay, again and y/n a bit more funnier this time.” She nodded and put on a fake smile, trying to get over with it. “Hey, it’s okay just be yourself.” I said to her as we both walked back to our positions. “Okay! Lights and action!”

I was sitting with Amanda at our lunch table outside, enjoying the warm weather. “Do you think they keep her in the show?” Amanda asked me. “I don’t know, she having a hard time on set. I don’t think she’s that bad.” She nods and took a sip from her drink. “I think they are going to fire her.” My heart dropped as soon she said that. “No….they can’t fire her.” I shook my head in disbelief, Amanda reached her hand out and lay it on my shoulder. “I know…”

After my lunch I went to look for y/n. “I need to talk to her.” I went to the backlot of the studios to find her in her usual spot. A book in her hands and some lunch in her lap. “Hi y/n.” She looks up with tears in her eyes. “What’s wrong?” She immediately looked back down and shook her head. “Nothing…” I carefully sat down next to her, looking at her. “You can talk to me.” She stayed quiet, her eyes were still focused on her book. I didn’t know what to do, my heart was aching for her. “I won’t be a part for the next seasons.” She quietly says. “What? No…Why?” I felt unfairness and anger raising up. “I’m not funny enough, tomorrow will be my last day.” She closed her book and turned her head to look at me. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. “B-but you are my friend.” She nods and smiles at me. “You are my friend too.” Her voice cracked and her lip started to tremble. “Come here.” I opened my arms to hug her, she gladly accepted my hug and held me. “It’s okay to cry, I’ve got you.” She starts to cry and I knew there was more than just being fired.

——— The present ———

I was standing in my kitchen, making some dinner as I felt two arms snake around me. “Hi darling.” I said as she nuzzled her head against my back. “Are you hungry?” I felt her nod against my back. “It’s almost done.” She snaked around my body to hug me from the front. I pressed a kiss on her head as she held me, lying her head down on my chest. “What’s wrong?” She shook her head and held me even tighter. I stopped what I was doing and grabbed her face carefully, lifting it up to meet my eyes. “I know something is wrong, so tell me what’s been bothering you.” My thumbs softly caressed her cheeks as her eyes filled with tears. “I don’t know….” She whispers as her lip starts to tremble. “Ohh darling, come here.” I pulled her close into a hug. “It’s okay to cry, I’ve got you.” I knew it was more than just a I don’t know.

——— The past ———

Y/n POV

I was waiting for Drake to call me back, my dad was looking at me as I sat patiently by the phone. “Honey, you sure he’s going to call you back, he’s a very busy guy. You know with his show and his music.” I nodded as I started at the phone. “He promised to call me back, dad.” He sighs and walked away. “Okay but don’t be too heartbroken about it, if he doesn’t.”

Hours went by and my dad came in to tell me it was time to go to sleep. “Honey, I know he promised but it’s already midnight. Maybe he forgot about it and fell asleep.” I shook my head and crossed my arms. “No, he would never forget about me, dad.” My dad carefully laid a hand down on my shoulder. “I know he promised you that but he’s not going to call you…” my heart was breaking slowly, my mind was spinning, all my thoughts and emotions were all over the place. “Just go to bed and call him in the morning sweetheart.” I nodded in defeat and stood up “I’m sorry pumpkin.” I nodded and went to my room, heartbroken.

I woke up in the middle of the night from a noise downstairs. “What is that ringing noise?” I rubbed my eyes slowly and sat right back up in bed, listening to the noise. “It’s the phone!” I jumped out of my bed and sprinted downstairs to the kitchen. The phone was still ringing and I grabbed it from the holder.

“Hello, houses Y/L/N.” I said in a sleepy voice.

“Hi beautiful, it’s me Drake.” I started to smile as I heard his voice coming through the phone.

“Hi Drake.” I started to play with the phone cord.

“I’m sorry for calling so late, Dan wanted us to finish the episode tonight.”

“It’s okay, I’m happy that you’re calling me.”

“Of course, I promised I would call you back, didn’t I?”

“Yes you did.” I giggled and sat down.

“I miss you, it’s different when you’re not around here anymore…” he sounded tired and a bit sad.

“I miss you too.” I said in a sad tone.

“Yeah I know, I hope there’s nothing wrong…you know you can talk to me.”

“No, I just… I don’t know Drake.” I sighed and looked down at my feet. I knew that he knew that it was more than just a I don’t know why I’m sad kinda thing.

“I promise you that we will see each other soon. I promise.” My dad walked in and immediately signalled to me to stop calling and go to bed.

“We will, Drake I’m sorry but my dad is going to kill me because I ran downstairs to get the phone call. I speak to you later.”

“Oh, okay yeah sure, tell your dad I’m truly sorry about that.”

“I will, good night Drake.”

“Good night baby.”

I hung up the phone and smiled innocently at my dad. “Don’t you dare to say anything.” He pointed at the door to go upstairs and I quickly went to my room before I was in a bigger problem.

——— The present ———

Drake POV

I was lying in bed, wide awake as all these horrible thoughts came through my mind. My past, my troubles, my fears, just everything. Y/n was sleeping in my arms, peacefully. I silently let out a deep sigh and rubbed my face. ‘Come on, stop this madness…..’ I was staring at the ceiling while memories were playing back to back in my mind, like a movie marathon. “Drake? Are you okay?” Her voice sounded tired and quietly. I looked down at her, her eyes were barely open as she was looking at me. “I’m fine.” My voice cracked and she moves closer. “No you’re not…Drake you’re crying.” I didn’t realise that tears were falling down my face. Her soft smaller hands went up to my face and gently wiped them away. “You know you can talk to me…” she whispers as she places a few kisses on my jaw. “I know…I just can’t fall asleep, can we just hold each other.” She nods and wraps her arms around my waist, lying her head back on my chest. “It’s okay to cry…. I’ve got you.” She knew it was more than just can’t falling asleep…..

[satans-knitwear]

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