#bv tourma

[cosmic-chronologer]

Java and Tourma redesign mayhaps?

ah yes, ye old moricest high school au

these losers are waiting for the bus

[slimesomniac]

How about BV Tourma?

Crybaby bich✨

[blogverse-fanblog]

How to Save a Blog: Part 2

Link to Part 1

(Disclaimer: none of these characters belong to me, all character rights go to @blogverse-rewritten and @chouette-de-la-flore for this chapter!)

Hollow wakes up with a start, lurching forward off the bed. He sighs and rips off the blanket. It’s too damn hot. The sheet catches on his foot and he lets out another sigh, this time opting to give up and simply rest his face in his hands. Another gruesome dream. Though given past experiences they knew better than to dismiss it as such. No this was unfortunately a vision of things to come, and like most annoyances in their life they were pretty sure there was no way to stop it. Not like he cared enough to try. He certainly didn’t have a reason to.

Finally after sitting there uselessly for the majority of his morning, Hollow turned to stand up and stretch. He didn’t usually get up this early, but visions of dying children tended to throw off his routine. They glared down at the ruby red amulet curled around their neck. For something so disruptive it had been oddly quiet today. It would’ve been a blessing if it didn’t make their skin crawl with dread.

“Hey assholes, no shitty advice for me? Just felt like waking me up?”

Nothing.

Growing frustrated he ripped the accursed thing off and threw it somewhere out of sight. They knew it didn’t matter, but throwing it had become a stress relieving habit lately. With that taken care of, Hollow walked over to his closet. It’s a shame he never bothers to shop, especially considering he’s got a date today.

——

The sun was bright and the air wasn’t hot so much as muggy. It’d definitely be freezing by the time night fell. Heeled shoes made a distinct clacking on the sidewalk as Hollow took long strides in the direction of Ole’s flower shop. He never did bother to remember the name, and calling it hers worked well enough. They made it to the corner just as the doorbell chimed. Out stepped Oleander, soft peach hair tied back and forehead creased slightly as she focused locking the front door with its rusty key. Her outfit was casual and snug, a knitted sweater pulled over an autumn dress that reached her thighs. They would’ve thought she intended to catch a cold were it not for the stockings and leg warmers. With Ole’s concentration still firmly on her battle with the lock, Hollow allowed themself a second to blush and turn away. He always denies it whenever she catches him staring, but he wants to avoid her knowing grin all the same. After an eternity the lock finally clicks and Ole turns just as Hollow does.

“Oh!”, she sighs and puts a hand over her chest before looking up, eyes full of relief, “I told you to stop doing that!”

“I’ve been standing here this whole time”

“Doesn’t excuse the lack of personal- wait did you say the whole time, then,,”

He grins as relief turns into realization. “You should really get a new key”.

“Oh shush!”

She stuffs the key into a pocket on the side of her dress before wrapping a soft arm around Hollow’s. His shoulders release the tension he’s opted to ignore until now. Ole’s presence is warm and comforting, something he needs after this morning. They hesitantly pull their hand out of their trench coat and intertwine it with hers. Ole’s fingers are plush unlike his but it only serves to make them fit perfectly. He doesn’t even mind the pollen stains, as much as he’ll complain about it later.

“So where are we going today?”

She looks up at him playfully, orange locks bouncing as the two start to walk.

“Somewhere ~amazing~”

This gets him a squint, though he pays her skepticism no mind.

“Amazing how exactly?”

“It’s the most magical place in town”

“Please tell me its not what I think it is”

“Oh yea”

Hollow stops and turns, gesturing to the large red sign so there can be no mistake.

“Welcome to Arby’s”

——

The two take a seat after getting their orders. Ole decided to try their season special limited edition pumpkin spice latte milkshake; Hollow took the safer route and chose the aptly named number four: black goop with a side of fries. He poked the conspicuous blob and Ole grimaced when it moved.

“For the sake of both our appetites, please don’t eat that”

“At least I didn’t order an affront to nature”

She stared at him blankly for a second before ever so slowly taking a long agonizing sip of the milkshake, her eyes not leaving his.

“,,,,hot”

As soon as the word leaves his mouth, she sputters. A hand clasps over her mouth as chuckles and coughs try to escape. Hollow grins like the bastard he is.

“Don’t say stuff like that while I’m drinking!”, Ole barely gets the words out between coughs, and despite the struggle she’s wearing a smile that fully reaches her eyes. His smirk turns slightly upwards into something more gentle.

Perhaps it was the lull of Ole’s voice, the self consciousness of his smile, or most likely the chime of the Arby’s door bell that made him look back. Either way, all of Hollow’s morning anxieties swept over him like a plague the second dark fluffy ears entered the restaurant. Damien wore his usual hoodie, the same one he wore to the park, the same one he was killed in. The boy, with eyes like his mother’s yet kind like his sister’s, briskly walked over towards a booth. It was already occupied and Hollow wracks their brain for a reason they completely missed the group of young teens. On one side sat Java and Tourma, awkwardly close with just enough room to knock each other’s cups over by mistake. On the other side sat Blossom, patiently waiting for her brother and scooting over to make more room as he walked over.

Hollow barely caught the conversation as Damien sat down but it didn’t matter. His mind was buzzing, in a way that made him almost wish the amulet would say something, anything. He barely managed to brush off Ole’s concern, convincing her to continue talking but failing to alleviate her worries completely. He swore it was something he’d take care of later. They couldn’t bare to lie to her.

Looks like they’ll be getting involved after all.

(Yea YEA PART TWO IS A CLIFFHANGER! Maybe I’ll continue this, maybe I won’t, either way I had fun writing this. If I do continue then expect to see more bv characters, or at least more of the ones I’ve already written in this thing)

[blogverse-mori]

×| Introduction |×

👑- Greetings! Welcome to the BV!Mori blog! My name is Mod Crown, and I will be one of the mods for this blog.

🖤- Howdy, I’m Mod Veil the other mod here on BV!Mori

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BV!Past Mori is a 16 year old boy that goes by the name Equator. But some also call them Tourma, short for Tourmaline.

Equator is unaware of their CV self, and it is best to keep it that way. Tourma has a crush on Blossom (@radiohell-shipchild), a citizen of Blogverse. The boy is a messenger, always delivering newspapers and all sorts of things from SV to BV, and all around town. Nothing will ever stop Equator from being the fastest messenger!

....... Unless a certain god reaches him.

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@onlyplatonicirl is one of the owners of CV. For questions about the canon Mori, I suggest going to @creatorverse. BV! Past Mori will not be an exact look at what the canon Mori is like. We're just 2 idiots that came up with an idea on Discord.

× LINK TO RULES OF THE ASKBOX

[lordterronus]

Blogverse ?

Alrighty then, Let’s give this a shot! 

The first character I fell in love with: Hollow. He’s the reason I even got interested in Blogverse to begin with. I saw one of his interactions with Archive and I was instantly hooked, I HAD to know more about this guy. At the time, he reminded me of Gowther from Seven Deadly Sins, which I had been watching at the time. 

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Probably Archive if I’m honest. The dude is genuinely one of Blogverse’s best characters but at first glance he didn’t seem like much to me. But then I actually started looking into the character and now I can’t get enough of the man. 

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: Now we’re getting into the tough questions I don’t really have an answer for. Probably Blossom, because I didn’t really see much of her at all until she passed away, so I didn’t really get invested in her character before that point. 

The character I love that everyone else hates: Static. That fucking furry MILF could step on me and I’d thank her. She’s still an awful person though, no matter how hot she is. I do find her kind of interesting still, and if it wasn;t for her we wouldn’t have the Hope’s Dawn City arc. 

The character I used to love but don’t any longer: Probably Angel if I had to pick one. She’s still really cool and also pretty hOt but out of all of the BV cast I saw, she’s probably the one who stuck with me the least. Either her or Java, whom I frequently forget about even though he’s pretty awesome. 

The character I would totally smooch: This is a tough one mainly because as you might be able to guess, I have too many possible answers for this. I’m gonna go for someone I haven’t mentioned so far and choose Oleander. Pretty bird lady good. 

The character I’d want to be like: I’m gonna say Oleander again because honestly she’s transition goals plus wings, and that is fuckin’ rad. 

The character I’d slap: Angel springs to mind, mainly due to the things she did to Java and by extension Tourma. She really deserves it. 

A pairing that I love: Morning Glory, aka Hollow and Oleander! Their relationship is so sweet and I loved every bit of its development. They played off each other incredibly well. Plus both of them are super attractive, and the only thing better than one attractive person is two attractive people! 

A pairing that I despise: Nothing really springs to mind for this honestly. I never had an issue with any of the pairings I saw in Blogverse. They all worked really well as far as I could see. I’d almost be tempted to jokingly answer with Archive x Ercy though, not because it’s bad but because it ended in such a way that it crushed my fucking soul. 

There we are! I hope that satisfies you, Anon!