“Is that vanilla I smell?” Umemiya asked, causing Tsubaki to grin from ear to ear before nodding in affirmation. He had noticed! Of course, that was the idea, but one could still be happy about a plan going well, right? “Damn right.” Tsubaki swiftly replied, nodding again. “My new lipstick. It tastes like vanilla too, it’s not just the fragrance.” “Oh, yeah?” As he replied, Umemiya took a seat right in front of him, resting his face in his own hands and leaning in, perfectly in tune with Tsubaki’s own intentions as well. “I wanna try it, then. Not like I don’t believe you or anything, Tsubaki-chan, though. But, y’know.” “I do.” Was the only thing Tsubaki said before both proceeded with the taste test via a kiss on the lips.

umetsuba + vanilla
#wbk #umetsuba

Redraw a scene from JJK where Mai sacrificed her life to Maki. Maki woke up from a dream and found herself looking at Mai’s lifeless body, still cradling Maki’s face close. “Destroy everything, big sister.” Her last word still rang in Maki’s head.

This scene made me so emotional

#JJK #Makizenin #Maizenin

“Are you alright, Nire-kun?” As Suo asked, he also leaned in towards him, holding out a hand for Nirei to take; a wordless offer to help him back up. And, if he took more time than maybe expected to react to both things, it wasn’t because Nirei wasn’t feeling bad-- well, he had been better too, but still. The point was, he had become a tad busy by staring at Suo like he had just picked up the moon from the sky and was handing it out to him. “Hm… Nire-kun?” Oh, true. “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks, Suo-san.” He finally managed to reply, taking his hand. And blushing intensely, that too.

As the lamp got switched off, the glimmering constellations placed over the room’s roof became the only source of light there was. Not like Sakura was scared of darkness (it had been years since he wasn’t), but keeping a conversation going was easier when you still could somewhat see the other participants. “We should play something before actually going to sleep.” Nirei suggested. “Like twenty-one questions?” There was no need to look to know how Suo had one of his scheming smirks on, and that already said a lot about Sakura and the way in which he had gotten used to his now friends. Or how he already anticipated the answer was very likely going to make him nervous, yet he went in anyway. It could still be fun and whatnot. “Okay, I’ll bite. “How do you play?”

1) suonirei + starstruck
2) furin trio + glimmer
#wbk #suonirei

Marcille Dugeon Meshi everyones favourite girl fail
#dungeonmeshi #fanart

Happy birthday Marcille ♥️

girl party🥳 !!

#toruhagakure #momoyaoyorozu #minaashido #jirokyoka #ochakouraraka #tsuyuasui #tsuchako #momojiro #minajiro #minachako #mha #bnha

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meme redraw . 3.

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Just a little kitten daydreaming.
(=^-ω-^=)
#dungeonmeshi #dungeonmeshifanart #deliciousindungeon #ダンジョン飯 #イヅツミ #Izutsumi

SNEAKKYYY #izutsumi #dungeonmeshi

#deliciousindungeon #dungeonmeshi #izutsumi

Medieval illumination style border of a sun on the left side and moon on the right, with illuminated text “east of the sun, west of the moon” at the very bottom and two red dragons in the center. The right panel is Marcille carried away on the back of Falin’s dragon form, which is only hinted at with white wings and a red tail while Sensei, Chilchuck, and Izutsumi look on, worried. The second panel is the scene of when the girl discovers the human form of the beast she is with with, in the case of Marcille seeing Falin’s human form. Marcille is dressed in a white billowy night gown, holding a candle over a sleeping Falin. The hot wax of the candle is about to fall upon Falin’s face. Above the bed is the head of the red dragon, with black curtains behind.

I can finally post this, hehe! My piece that I did for @storyindungeon.bsky.social ‘s dungeon meshi zine! I did one of my all time favorite fairytales with Falin and Marcille!

not me, actually having finished this one

#dungeonmeshi #farcille #falin #marcille

Farcille ❤️ (monthly request!) #dungeonmeshi

A drawing of Falin and Marcille from Dungeon Meshi, sharing a bed. Falin is sleeping peacefully and big-spoon bear hugging Marcille who is wide awake and blushing

and they were roommates #farcille #dungeonmeshi

Farcille~

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Just to bring you back #farcille

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The crucifix didn’t make his skin burn upon entering in contact with it, oh no; what stung was the memories it brought, even if that specific one seemed to have been made somewhat recently and the scars marring his soul dated back to centuries ago no less. Still, and even if he had forgotten other things along the way, the image of both his family and his people being slaughtered in the name of a God that didn’t listen to Bram’s own pleas would never stop feeling as vivid as always. They said time healed all wounds, but in his case… it was never time, and moving forward didn’t mean forgetting anyway either. Quite the opposite: he couldn’t let himself forget, and he couldn’t let himself allow it to happen again.

bram + faith
#bsd #bram

“And now?” Bram asked, holding the dandelion close to his face like Aya had instructed him to and awaiting more explanations. “Now you think ‘bout a wish, and do this.” She said, taking a brief pause he figured it was dedicated to formulating said wish, then blowing on the plant birthday candle style so its seeds got set free into the slight breeze. “And, done!!!” “I do.” Was Bram’s instant reply. His wish wasn’t something he didn’t have to mull over for long either; hoping to simply be able to accompany Aya through her whole life (too see his second daughter grow up like it hadn’t happened with the first), he let the little seeds carry such want through the air.

bram & aya + dandelions
#bsd #bram #aya

“Your hair always smells great, Yosano-sensei.” Kyôka commented, making the doctor smile from ear to ear. “My, thanks, Kyôka-chan.” She replied, giving her a brief head pat. “It’s all in the shampoo, it’s a lavender one my mom introduced me to when I was like ten that’s never failed me to this day.” “Is it to you what my phone is to me, then?” Perhaps it was rude to ask, but such a thing didn’t occur to her until the question was out anyway. Her phone didn’t even work anymore; it hadn’t been a catalyst for her to use her ability since it had become fully hers, nor was it in exactly top-notch shape when it came to making and receiving calls either so Kyôka had needed to get a new one not that long ago. But she still had that one, because no matter if its intended use couldn’t be performed again, it would never stop being a keepsake. “Not exactly the same, but kind of.” It seemed, also, that Yosano hadn’t taken the question as rude.

“You want a sticker for your sword handle, Tetchô-san?” Kenji asked, and when he nodded, the boy handed him a glittering golden star sticker. “There you go. It glows in the dark too!” “Oh.” Was Tetchô’s first response, as he proceeded to scan the handle for the best spot to place it. “I like that. Thanks, Kenji-kun.” It would lower his sneak ability a little, but he didn’t mind it much; after all, that was usually Jôno’s job while he took care of becoming the distraction that increased the chances of his partner infiltrating unnoticed. And why change the roles when such distribution was what worked best?

1) yosano & kyôka + lavender
2) tetchô & kenji + glittering
#bsd #yosano #kyoka #tetcho #kenji

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keep looking out, not looking down frankenjoly Summary: “That’s Lovecraft.” Kunikida muttered. “And he’s--” The explanation was cut short, since Lovecraft himself was already right in front of their little group and motioning to take Bram’s free hand (he was currently holding Aya with one arm, and would remain like that for the time being) in his with quite the excitement. Such a gesture, by the way, sent a warmth feeling through Bram’s whole body… in a way he hadn’t felt in centuries. Not since he lost his dear wife. bramcraft's first meeting at the airport.

bramcraft's first meeting at the airport.
#bsd #bramcraft

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If Louisa could have it her way, she would have missed the event entirely. But Francis had wanted to go all out with his post-disaster celebration and insisted everyone should attend, especially her. At least, that wasn’t a Guild-only party, and so, Lucy would be beside her. And speaking of Lucy… “You want some?” She asked, tilting her head to point at the lipstick bar she had just used on herself. Louisa barely even had time to think about the implications of said lipstick bar touching her skin right after it had touched Lucy’s when her friend frowned in consideration. “Though this other one fits your outfit more.” The redhead then continued, picking up another one. “Well, I-- I trust your jugdement.” Plus, the effect on her was the same; even if the rest hadn’t been used as recently, those were all Lucy’s and none was exactly brand new.

montcott + lipstick & victory
#bsd #montcott

“Interesting strategy you’re taking.” Kunikida could hear from behind, as Ranpo’s head leaned in over his shoulder to inspect his notebook closely. “Bold. Probably wrong, but bold.” Even when it was crystal clear that wasn’t a full-fledged compliment, since part of the feedback already suggested the plan could go wrong, he couldn’t help but at least enjoy what everything else entailed; being praised by Ranpo wasn’t something one should take for granted, after all. Then, Kunikida moved on to focus on the most important part of it all, namely the critique. “Wrong where?” He swiftly asked, already scanning the page up and down in search of mistakes. “It’ll help me a great deal, Ranpo-san.” Of course, it usually wasn’t that easy; it had been taken into account. “Still can’t believe you’re not seeing it yourself.” There wasn’t any malice in Ranpo’s tone, though. “Also, if I help you, I’m gonna be robbing you of a chance to learn, right?” Technically, yes. But still… “Would you at least give me a hint, please?” Maybe it wouldn’t work, sure, but it was still worth the try; even just a small clue would save him quite some time.

“Hm…” That, at least at first, sounded more like the preface of a negative. To Kunikida’s surprise, what came next wasn’t it. “Alright. What’d you do without me, huh?” Indeed, and more so when the following part of his reply wasn’t by using words, but pointing at a specific point in the detailed plan Kunikida had been writing down. “Here.” Oh. That definitely gave him something to keep working with. “Thanks, Ranpo-san.” He lost no time in saying, smiling. “What’d we do without you, yeah.”

ranpo & kunikida + “interesting strategy you’re taking. bold. probably wrong, but bold.”
#bsd #ranpo #kunikida

let’s hang out by the field with mama

In retrospect, Gin should have seen something like that coming. Especially when Naomi had been chosen precisely due to being as cunning and shameless as she was-- no wonder she got into first Dazai and then the boss’ good graces easily. Having been tasked with helping out in training her for combat had resulted in sparring, which in turn had resulted in Gin pinning Naomi against a wall. And, as they should have predicted but didn’t, she chose to try a different approach when force failed her in the endeavor of breaking out from their hold. Such a strategy, of course, was trying to distract them. “Now what, Gin-kun? Are we gonna kiss?” She had said, fluttering her lashes and catching Gin entirely off-guard. And now, it was up to them not to let it go to their head. Easier said than done, because Gin wasn’t immune to sly pretty girls and both were standing so close it was indeed kissing range. But it didn’t matter, since Naomi was just saying that to mess with their head and had even the smallest chance at turning the tables in her favor… right? At least, given how Gin was currently holding both her hands up with one of theirs, there was no risk of Naomi trying to pull down their mask. Or Gin might as well start exploding. Taking a deep breath that didn’t help when it came to preventing blush from spreading through their face but did clear their head a little, Gin dashed backwards and got ready to continue. Letting her think she had won was the best thing to do for the time being, if nothing else.

naogin + restraint
#bsd #naogin