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What could've been (trans girl butch)

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Im still proud of this video purely for certain lyric matching and timing 💕 super fun but I am not finishing it lol esp since it was 2 years ago! but diablo amv with ppg villains!

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Please lord of you loved me you’d let me reboot the power puff girls <\33

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I didn't wanna make anything too detailed and it feels a little stiff but w/e. Am more of a Reds girl, but I like the idea of Lavender, and noticed Blossoomer people don't have a lot for 'em

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You said that you are not a cross colour shipper.......

Then what is this ?????¿ (Every damn time I'm seeing this drawing a want to throw up)

Why don't you drowning Brick and BLOSSOM hugging???? Or Butch and Buttercup

It’s not my fault you’re probably sourcing my art from Pinterest? you would know the context that it was a commission not that it should be THAT big a deal good grief

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what do u think the color clash couples would do for eachother on valentines day??

HMMM THATS A HARD ONE,, i kinda did more so what gifts they would give for each other

i think bubbles for butch would be the easiest to say ,, she would make butch a handmade card thats completely sweet with a cute drawing and he totally did not sob... butch would make like a fucking kinda mud cake or some gross shit but like. he put actual effort into it. they would both be very greatful with how much effort each other put into their gifts and spend the day having fun together like going to some sort of amusement park and going out to fun places and butch gives bubbles a rose (that he totally did not eat off of) :3

boomer would proably just buy a storebought card because he has no idea how to make it personal and make it a nice card but he put his name on it and added a little stick figure drawing of him and blossom and she fully appreciates it. blossom gets him a box of candy since he probably would have a sweet tooth, but not on of the big boxes. theyd split it since itd be bad for health to eat it all in one sitting,, they chill with each other and are more laidback and go to a nice fancy restaurant (blossoms treat lol) and boomer orders chicken tenders

brick and buttercup would try and one up each other with the worst card they could give to each other, either buying or creating it themselves. brick makes a card that looks like anti-ppg graffitti and it says "i love you fucker." and buttercup buys him a barbie card, then they have a chill and relaxed day. they should never be allowed in the kitchen so they make the rest of the ppg/rrb some heart shaped cookies that end up burnt AND undercooked at the same time and then they genuinely kiss and have a moment together at the end of the day

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Valentine’s Day special for my Butchubbles fans out there !!!

I’m very normal about them (trust)

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if it was brick instead of blossom though lol

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3 year redraw....

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from last year but i still liked this a lot lol

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Purely on vibes

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Transmasc Bubbles!

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bubbles except if she was on tumblr in 2014-16

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i hate hate hate when bubbles gets sidelined in fics and i have no idea why, is it because shes the most "innocent", nicest, and she can make friends with anyone? is it that they have no idea how to make conflicts? is it that they find blossom and buttercup more compelling? is it because shes harder to write???? seriously

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half of rrb community when it comes to brick's height:

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Secrets upon Secrets

Pairing: Blossutch (PPG)

Rating: G

authors note: ...........star...where have you been? honestly idk. these past few years of writing have been hard. not cause I don't like to write, but the passion or drive isn't as strong. I want it to be. So I whipped this up and thought "this is good enough, why not?" Oh how I miss that mentality of posting without thinking. Anyways, no one cares lol. I hope you enjoy some Blossutch. I wrote their dynamic in a new way, maybe a more realistic way? idk. I wrote this and I hope you like it for the 12 blossutch Stans lmao.

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The wind blew through her hair calmly. The sky was a place of peace for her. So few could reach her. It held truths that most kept secret. She could see and sense it all.

Her secret place was a cliff near the beach. On the outskirts of town, you could see the skyscrapers dance across the water. She knew where her house laid across the lake but it was nice not being able to see it from this view.

She had been coming her since she was a teen, maybe since middle school. Not even her sisters knew about it, but she was okay with that. She was okay knowing that her sisters probably had secret spots too.

Sometimes she wondered how many secrets they kept from each other. Some would find it odd for a trio to be so close, yet kept a distance. Blossom didn't mind. She was a realist after all.

There had to be balance and she enjoyed that her sisters had their secrets because that meant that they felt human. It meant that they felt deeply and loved things greatly so that only they could find them.

She couldn't blame them for having secrets. She'd be a hypocrite. She may be many things, but that was not something she tried to be.

Secrets. How tempting they could be. She didn't have many, but the ones she kept were darker than what most would expect. She also didn't voice them. If they stayed in her mind then that meant they could be falsities within her.

Speaking it out loud....that meant it was real.

So thats why her lips stayed sealed as she looked across the lake to the city. A city that she vowed to protect. A city that she called home. A city that she loved.

As she stared at the buildings, she would never admit how they would morph in her vision. That the windows would turn and twist into barded wire. How the houses looked more like bricks in a prison courtyard, and how they felt cold even during the day.

The folder in her mind of how she view Townsville was classified. How her childhood was some sort of experiment of creating perfection and how far you could test someone before they failed.

She would never tell her sisters how the city suffocated her and how for a moment, she would give it all away.

Someone had once told her that you have three options in life. Run, accept defeat, or die. There was no living or surviving. She didn't believe it at first, but now she's uncertain.

With deadly thoughts come deadly actions. She would save her city over and over again. She would smile at the statue they built of her and her sisters. Her life was seeming to be more like a myth. Each passage confusion the one before and for a second she wasn't sure if they were worshiping her or if the fire would start with her stone.

Vices. Thats what see needed. Something to look at when the city turns to cages in her mind. She tried it all. Cigarettes. Alcohol. Weed. Her body, the chemical x, it didn't allow for any substance to truly effect her in any way like a normal person.

Blossom didn't mind though. She didn't need artificial things to corrupt her system.

She had something better.

Something real.

Something honest.

Something truly secretive.

Something, that was only hers.

"Hey Bloss."

The voice called from behind her. His voice melting her soul and bringing her back to reality. She could hear his foot steps approaching before the space next to her became engulfed in a scent of pine and smoke.

It was intoxicating.

His arm brushed against hers as he sat down. His foot propped up as he lean on it and tried to get her to meet his eyes.

His eyes. Thats where she fell short every time.

She understood Gatsby now. The green light on the horizon that constantly tempted you. It used to blink across the lake but now, it was right in front of her.

Her lips turned up into a smile as his fingers brushed a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Hi Butch." She whispered.

He smiled and leaned forward to capture her lips. It was soft and sweet. Something most would never associate with him, but thats all she could ever use to describe him.

She knew that his actions had leaned towards something less than good. She tried to reason with her mind. She tried to tell herself that he was bad for her but no matter what, she always ran towards his light.

Robbing banks, stealing precious artifacts and testing the laws, thats what he knew. Selfishly, she only cared if her heart would make it out alive.

How could it not? His gaze was fixated on her even if he didn't think she noticed. His words were soft and kind. Her stomach fluttered with the thought of him being near.

Stolen glances during battles with their siblings were some how her favorite. The cat and mouse game they had played for years that ended once behind an abandon building where she had seen stars greater than the ones in the sky.

How could someone be so bad when they held her secret with gentle hands?

Life wasn't fair. The boys never grew out of their devilish habits even though she tried to change them. Old habits were hard to break, maybe thats why there's a bow in her hair at twenty-three. She didn't try hard to break his habits though.

If she were honest, she would say that she preferred him to be...bad. It felt rebellious to have a shady make out session or to see his gaze hover on her for far too long. She even liked to wear skirts a little too short just to get a rise out of him.

The public didn't know. They never knew.

They also thought that soggy bread was the worst thing that could happen, so even if there was a day that they saw her and Butch tongue-tied, she was sure they wouldn't blink an eye. They might mistake it as a new form of fighting.

He was her special haven. Something that only they could share. It was a freedom that only existed in their created space and felt comforting to know that he was in her orbit even if she couldn't see him.

Their pages were always the same and even though they wouldn't admit it, they knew each other too well.

So when the skyline turned to steel bars, he would remind her that it was all in her head. That she could fly above it all and breath for a moment and come back down as if nothing bothered her.

"Ease the gears turning in your head Bloss."

She turned to look at him. She wanted to say that he looked cute but she wouldn't. They didn't do that. She wanted it. She wanted to challenge the denial and just admit their feelings.

But thats the thing about secrets. He might have know how she felt about the city, but this one was hers. Painfully, hers.

So instead she closed her eyes and took a breath. She let the air fill her lungs and bring her down to a world where she was just a young woman on a cliff side with a cute guy.

It was enough for now.

"I'm good." She smiled at him.

There was a look in his eyes that said otherwise but he knew better than to try to cross a line. It wouldn't end well.

She looked out to see the city in all its bright glory. Shoulders brushed like lovers but never indulging anything further than physical.

"You're not good." He said as he flicked a lighter open to light a cigarette. "But, I won't budge."

"Its best if you don't." Blossom said she stole the little white stick and took a drag.

He shrugged. "Then tell me a secret. A good one." Then he stole the cigarette back.

The slight smoke filled the space between them and her mind hovered on a world where they didn't hide and he wanted to marry her. She could see children with eyes of green and pink. Bows and sticky hands. A world where this town was only something she came to for holidays.

She didn't hate her town. She hated the fear of that it was were all her potential would be kept on a shelf.

Blossom looked at his side profile again. He always had long lashes and good skin. She was jealous. Why did men get that and she was wearing extensions.

"I'm actually afraid of snakes." She said calmly.

He chuckled and put the cigarette out with his foot.

"Wanna know something?" He smirked.

"Hmm?"

"Me too."

She couldn't tell if he was lying. She didn't care. She only cared that they were skimming the surface of what they could be. She needed that fire to be extinguished because bad thoughts led to bad actions.

In that moment, she accepted a small defeat.

So instead of facing her problems, she straddled his hips and kissed him as if they were lovers in every universe before.

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Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed.

(requests and asks are always open)

-Star-

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i hate hate hate when bubbles gets sidelined in fics and i have no idea why, is it because shes the most "innocent", nicest, and she can make friends with anyone? is it that they have no idea how to make conflicts? is it that they find blossom and buttercup more compelling? is it because shes harder to write???? seriously