#( blossom;; convo )

[starry-bi-sky]

"What about this one?" Bruce taps gently against the side of Danny's throat with his finger, a small, blacklight flashlight clutched in his other hand. Danny raises his hand and feels where he's tapping, and tries to remember which fight that's from.

After a few seconds, he finds the memory. "Some guy from revolutionary France," he says idly, quiet; somber, "had a very good aim, but not a very sharp axe."

The memory feels more vivid now than it did a few moments ago. He remembers digging the axe out himself, just in time to dodge the ghost lunging at him. His arms had trembled. He yanked it out like a splinter.

He sees Bruce's frown deepen from the corner of his eye, the space between his brows pinching together, and Danny purposely averts his gaze. He swallows dryly, it feels phantom sore. "Anymore questions?"

[luck-of-the-drawings]

OOH YEAH BABY ITS THE SURGERY EPISODE BABY!!! ME AND THE HOMIES NEED SOME NEW FACES FOR OUR NEW PLAN, AND WHO BETTER TO GET THE JOB DONE THAN THE TWO MOST EVIL PEOPLE WE'VE EVER HAD THE MISFORTUNE OF HAVING OUR LIVES VIOLATED BY? I MEAN IT WOULD BE FUNNY. IT WOULD BE FUNNY.

[azu1as]

📸

[lovinglapislazuli]

I can mention at least two precure villains this could have happened to, and probably some other magical girl villain that eludes me right now XD They really cover their tropes here

[tetzoro]

AIMSSS <333 it's been a while since I've stopped by :') how are you!!!! I hope you're having a super super cheery tuesday and taking extra good care of yourself. I'm currently sat in a library doing some crocheting, and I saw your post and thought it was such a cute idea!!

🌟 + something that made me smile recently was finding out that I got a perfect score on one of my stats assignments !! math has not been my friend for a longgg time and I'm trying rlly hard to do better in my classes this year so I was very happy abt it :3

SENDING U SM LOVE <33333333

rev : the wolf-rayet star 𓂃 ⊹ ₊ ⟡ ⋆

on the verge of becoming a supernova, this star begins its stunning transformation that’s initial color and shape resembles sakura. not every star will be lucky enough to undergo this fleeting, yet beautiful change. this hopeful little star reminded me of you, i know the world isn’t always kind — but you are. the gentleness of the sakura and the vibrancy of the star just made this the perfect fit for you 🌟

[draconicfool]

@shallliveoninsong asked: "maybe he likes you. You know, secretly deep down wants to be friends with you." [Jing Yuan, Luofu trio verse but before their big convo ™️ and Eros and Yingxing be bickering]

"Y'er so funny. Seein' as how I keep gettin' pushed out of bed in th' middle of th' night when he decides he belongs there? I'm gonna go 'head and say...no, he actually doesn't. But thanks."

unprompted <3

[forestshadow-wolf]

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My Ao3: PotatoBeanFestival

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My Fics and WiPs

Blossoms of Love - Master list Perched Unlikely - Master list I.S.B.T.P.K.F.T.S - Master list (on hiatus) WiPs and AUs drabbles

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Scottish phonetics Sensitivity writing

Fight AI w/ Glaze and Nightshade

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Gross does not mean moral failing

Half-assed is better than no-assed (do it the "wrong" way) Aggie-Jean says you ARE hot shit!! And to drink responsibly

Driving tips part 2

Just in case the worst scenario

Downloaded ao3 fics

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tossing my blog specific tags down in the tags section

[mail-forwarding]

I am so unwell about Nightglows MC (and also just MC in general). Gets told that Duo's grand plan hinges on them sacrificing themself, and accepts it without any complaints. "I understand what's needed of me. I trust your decision, Commander." Only objection is that they don't want to put this burden on Duo's shoulders. "You're still just a kid." Is asked to keep that entire convo a secret, and then obediently doesn't mention a word to anyone else, not even Lil Sal. Throughout the remaining days left till the final battle, talks about dreams and plans for after the war, laughing and enjoying the presence of others, despite knowing what Duo's planned.

Sees enemy Cthugha, still lost in the Nightgaunts, and senses his suffering from so far away. Realises immediately that he's not just a shadowbugger, he's a person. All that before they've even met Cthugha. And when told to disregard that by Breke, immediately puts themself on the same level as shadowbuggers. "Wouldn't you consider me an unknown too? Don't I also possess a dangerous power?"

Gets dream-napped by Nodens/Nuada/Nightgaunts and empathises with him. "You're trapped in this weird place?" "Are you suffering?" Disobeys Bertro's command to retreat just to have a chance to talk to Nodens and better understand him.

Promises Duo to keep his plan's sacrifice secret. Promises to help Lil Sal find out about his past and his creator. Promises to find Breke again. Has kept each of these promises, through different lives if necessary. They're so bad at lying and so bad at coming up with excuses, but they always keep their promises.

"Still, you laugh together and enjoy each other's company. It's the best you can do with the time you have left."

"Win or lose, times like these are fleeting, and should be enjoyed for all they're worth. Because either way, this will end."

Their last words before the final mission starts: "I'm so glad I met you (Cthugha)." Their last words before the loop resets: "Thank you. I love you all."

[stalwaria]

hc + flowers!

send me hc + [word] for a headcanon! (still accepting!)

Flowers? Miss Etie's favorite thing in the world?

But no, really, I've got a lot of thoughts about them. Let's see if I can lay them out coherently...

Etie comes from a Firenese town famed for its peach blossoms and vibrant flower gardens. Because of this, she has had a lot of exposure to flowers, and a great deal of experience with them. She effortlessly recites flower language in some of her supports, and her talent is cultivating flowers (or making cut flowers last longer, in the JPN version).

For her, they're a source of calm. Looking at them relaxes her, as they remind her of home, and the peaceful times of Firene preceding the war. Not only does running ease her thoughts, but spending time around flowers is just as effective in relaxing her.

Yunaka: Oooh, what a peaceful field! I feel like I could flop over and nap for a thousand years. Etie: This is my secret spot. I come here alone sometimes to goof off. Yunaka: Not sure I’d take you for the flower-loving type. Etie: I grew up in a pretty flower-heavy town, so it cheers me up being surrounded by them.

As seen by her gifts to Yunaka and Panette, Etie tends to use flowers and their meanings to communicate her feelings where words might fail. (And she definitely prefers action to sitting around and talking her emotions out. She'll ALWAYS offer to listen to someone else, though.)

For Etie, flowers are the pinnacle of Firene's beauty. A symbol of peace. And one of the highest forms of affection and love.

[julianrchandlerx]

setting: blank slate, monday featuring: julian chandler & open

Twirling a double ended alcohol marker in his hand like it was a butterfly knife, Julian approached the large paper pad set on his easel, already set on a blank page, and settled into the stool before it. Angled perfectly so he had the sketch pad facing him while still being able to see his subject in perfect view, he offered a friendly dimpled grin at the customer seated across from him. “Just relax and get as comfortable as you can,” he said in a soft voice, pulling the cap off the chiseled nib of the marker and preparing to get to work on the piece. He loved drawing caricatures and jumped at the chance to be one of the artists contributing to the event when they mentioned it at work. It was one of the things he did back at school while ignoring lessons or after finishing a test to pass the time. Something to keep the artist in him alive when he swapped paint brushes for lacrosse sticks. “So, why don’t you tell me a bit about yourself,” he said after a moment of silence passed, when he was sure the other was well situated in their seat. “What is your favorite springtime memory?” He liked engaging his subjects in conversation while drawing them. Talking eased the awkwardness of him staring at them intently while working, but he also loved taking the opportunity to get to know the person a little. Their personality often came out when they talked about themselves or memories, and that often helped aid in the work. So Julian listened intently to the other, bringing the marker tip down onto the page and beginning his work.

[xitty]

Aw pigeon chat 🕊

[lrenesrv]

Continuación de x. @kariotp

todo este tiempo se había sentido tan sola, le estaba costando mucho llevar esto pero al saber que tendría a adrian a un lado, la hacía sentir mucho mejor. debe admitir que no puede dejar de preocuparse por lo que esto significaría para él, tenían puestos muy diferentes en la realeza, él sería el rey mientras que ella era la menor, no estaba ni cerca del trono. pero por más que no fuera ella quien asumiría el liderazgo de su país, sabía que el tener un bebé fuera del matrimonio, y peor aún, sin pareja oficial, la desgraciaría por completo ante el público, pero lo que más temía era de su familia. "no sé que hacer, apenas estoy comenzando en esto y ya siento que voy a explotar, mental y físicamente." expresa, haciendo una mueca en lo que recargaba su cabeza en el pecho del español. todavía el embarazo no se le notaba mucho pero era cuestión de tiempo antes de que todo explotara. "no te hagas el humilde, cada mujer que te pasa de lado te come con la mirada." contesta de mala gana, antes de rodar los ojos, un poco celosa pero trata de disimular soltando una risa después.

[ilyxo]

bought a shirt from walmart bc to me it is pure dyke - went out wearing it, other gays said they like my shirt - confirmed dyke shirt :-)🎉

[bugeyedfreaks]

“I’ve known people who told me she’s their favorite character because she’s an unfeeling, uncaring killing machine who doesn’t let emotions get in her way (???) “

Interesting. This is actually the first time I’ve seen this, or if I did it’s probably rare. While I wouldn’t say she’s unfeeling but out of all her sisters Blosson seems to be the one thinking with her head than her feelings. She’s more logical and sensible than her sisters.

Ughh after the live action script leak a recurring pattern to make Blossom so lame + make her a love interest for some useless (probably self insert) guys. She’s treated like this by both fans and reboot/live action writers when she’s the one who never expressed any interest in guys in canon

The person who said it was pretty awful overall but like, yeah, logical does not equal robot with no feelings. It weirded me out. She’s not like a cold-hearted murderer or anything even though she frequently has to employ logic and reasoning into her decision making as the leader. And yeah, logic and reason are not the adjectives you would use to describe Buttercup or Bubbles ever. 🤣

And UHHHHH EXCUSE MEEEEE SHE IS SO SUPER CANONICALLY IN LOVE WITH BRIIIIIIICK IT IS SO CANON lmao okay okay, but seriously, yeah, like the only boy that all three of the girls smooched on their own accord was that little weirdo Harry Pitt, yet the fandom ships the girls with three characters they smooched to purposefully destroy (not to mention this was after being pummeled to smithereens so badly by the RRB and basically left for dead by them before being revived by the tears of the Townsvillians… but love story for the ages, I guess). But it’s true, for the most part, boys aren’t really a big thing for her in the OG show.

Now when it comes to things other than the characters in the canon universe… Blossom being boy crazy in the anime is something I can let slide because, like how she reflects how American superheroes act in the OG show, she reflects how a magical girl group leader acts in the anime (she eats a lot, she’s klutzy and gets bad grades, she loves boys… big Usagi Tsukino vibes, lol). That’s why giving her a boyfriend in the reboot as some kind of homage to the anime made no sense (I mean, that and for obvious other reasons, of course). And, in the same vein, I don’t necessarily mind if a more mature oriented show wants to write her as an adult woman in a relationship (same with the other girls… but boy if that live action script isn’t something I would LOVE to rewrite if I knew it wouldn’t be a colossal waste of my time that no one would actually care about in the end)… but, yeah, man, it needs to be written MUCH better if you’re gonna do it! 🤣

Overall, in the scope of the actual OG canon show where she and her sisters are superpowerful kindergarteners, yeah… we can definitely pass on that kinda thing, haha.

[baeshijima]

oh wait season of blossom? do you read webtoon?

i do !! webtoons and manhwas are what get me through life at this point istg

[anni-writes]

intimacy limbo

Miya Atsumu x MSBY PR manager! reader

Warnings: nsfw, suggestive convo, dirty talk, drunk atsumu, drunk call, nothing very explicit though

word count: 1106

@ anni says: I'm a sucker for this dynamic, probably will write more, let me know if y'all liked 🤲

“hello?”

you pick up the annoying phone buzzing under your pillow without sparing much time to check the name on the screen, assuming it's an emergency, since nobody would sanely call another person in the middle of the night if it wasn't important, right?

… wrong

“did I wake you up?“ — the voice on the other side said and you wondered if he was joking

you sat on the bed, looking to the clock on the bedstand

“it's 2am, Atsumu. Why are you calling?”

you asked in a deep hoarse sleepy voice, your forehead frowning while your brain tried to make the sinapses of why Atsumu Miya would call his PR Manager at such hour.

all the answers sounded terrible

“fuck, don't tell me you're screwing a married actress again? or you fought someone at a party? it's fucking friday Atsumu you're gonna make me work on the weekend again—”

“God, your voice is so hot when you wake up…”

he interrupted my rambling with his own and immediately I realize he might be drunk.

“where are you?” — I asked, a little more soothing now

“uhhh… home?”

“since when?”

“since… ten minutes ago”

“where were you?”

“i— at a pub? with Bokkun and some others”

“why are you calling?”

the line went quiet, I can feel the hesitation lingering, but I don't push it, just hearing his deep breathing for some long seconds

“i— wanted to hear your voice… you…”

he stops suddenly, and I let him be, laying back down on my bed, keeping the phone on my ear, looking at the ceiling

“are you drunk?”

“no. maybe? a little. but not much” — enough to call me in the middle of the night, I think to myself. but also don't comment on it

I stay quiet on the line for a few seconds, enough for him to protest.

“hey”

“hm?”

“talk to me”

he say, a demanding tone, and I can't help but snort.

“what do you want to talk about, Miya?”

“when was the last time you fucked somebody”

my breath hitched in a silent surprise, not expecting this question

“what the fuck, Atsumu—”

“answer me”

I stop on my track, narrowing my eyes and shaking my head, trying to remember when was the last time I—

“that'd be… three months ago? on a blind date”

“did you cum?”

my eyebrow raise on an impossible force, but I can't bring myself to be uncomfortable with his questions. a sick dynamic that blossomed after the Olympic games, when I cleaned up all of his messes

“I didn't”

“And when was the last time?”

I narrow my eyes, not quite catching

“Last time…?”

“That you came?”

“uhm… Last night? I mean, I don't need a man to cum, do I…?”

He hissed on the phone, that was the only answer I didn't antecipated.

“Atsumu, are you getting off from my voice?”

I ask bluntly, expecting an equal blunt answer. And how was my surprise when I didn't get one

“I— no, I don't… I just… that's not…”

“You're such a slut"

this time he graced me with a whimper from the back of his throat,

and somehow, in a sick way, I was starting to like

“… you drive me crazy, you know that?”

he said, his voice clearly deeper, darker

“how do I drive you crazy, Miya?”

“don't… dont call me that... not now”

“i’ll call you whatever I want, Miya”

he hiss again, and I almost chuckle. but I hold back, just asking

“what was that?”

silence on the other way, I hear him sighing, and I mend, testing the waters

“Atsumu?”

“Yes!”

he say immediately and exhasperated, and I smile

“you like how I say your name?”

“I… very much”

“what if I moaned your name?”

“… ah… fuck… don't say shit like that…”

“Okay, I won't…”

“But please do”

this time I can't hold back, I crack a laugh on the phone

“Miya, there's only so much mixed signals someone can handle”

“You speak like you'd let me fuck you even if I beg”

“We can't, Miya”

he sigh deep on the other side, I can hear the frustration in his voice

“I'll send my nudes to a sports journalist and create the biggest PR scandal MSBY has ever seen”

he say in a petty act and I crack another laugh, knowing he doesn't actually would do something of such magnitude. not purposefully, at least.

“You know that would only obligate us to stay in the same meeting room for long hours until I fix it, don't you?”

he sigh, frustrated again, on the other side of the line, and I hear muffled sounds of something soft, probably him shifting on his bed

but the silence linger again, and before he can protest, I break it

“You should go to sleep, you have practice tomorrow”

“… can't. ‘m hard.” — he say and I snort, biting my tongue to not ask for proof

“take a cold shower, masturbate, dunno. go to sleep, Miya”

I hear him sighigh frustrated again, another set of shuffling noises

“okay, I'll go”

he say and part of me feel bad, not wanting to end the call, used to this sick twisted intimacy that I cultivated myself

“You go, and don't get late for practice tomorrow. G’night”

“night”

his answer is dry, and before he (or I) can hesitate or say anything else, I press the red button, putting my phone down on the bed.

I sigh, throwing my arms on my face, knowing I'm in the wrong for indulging Atsumu antics,

but this dynamic, once settled, it's impossible to go back. The rush of dopamine is too delicious, making both of us stuck in a middle term limbo of attraction and curiosity, leading to a twisted intimacy.

after tossing and turning on the bed for a while, in a failed attempt to go back to sleep, I decide to take back my phone, seeking some brain distraction

and I see a lost text from Atsumu

i knew opening his message would only make things worse for me. But I do it either way. And the sight makes my mouth water.

“fucking hell” I think to myself, grumbling while opening the bedstand drawer where my toys are, preparing for a couple more hours of perturbation