#xyx BP

[fernskullyarts]

Well now- how did we get in this predicament here?😀😅

[covehearted]

[danidoodless]

the babygirl ever

[arsenicapplecore]

Hello fellow fans ?! (individually below)

[exocorpsehq]

who left smooches on his face [happy birthday LOSER]

[purfiredie]

🎃 SPOOKY SCARY KITTEN 🎃

[foamoftheocean]

Some bloomic memes ive made since i got in this fandom 💔

[mara-phelion]

is this anything

[xyx-qsss]

+100000 hp

+100000 aura

[doodlenoodleboi]

Hello, heard you were taking reqs! Could you possibly write beach day hcs for all of the love interests of Bloomic?

Quest

- I could see him awfully insecure about his body in the way of thinking that he scares people whether it be the tattoos or simply how beefy he is.

- Please comfort the poor man he’ll feel a lot better afterwards

- He’s the dad of the group that has the sunscreen and a cooler full of water.

Naked Toster

- Nope, good luck getting him out of the house let alone in a swimsuit.

- He can be professional and or social when he needs to but in his personal time , he prefers not interacting with people and even more so going outside and being perceived by other people.

Xyx

- Probably the most confident of the group, flexing his muscles, swimming, and simply enjoying himself

- He definitely makes fun of the rest of the group if they happen to burn in the sun.

- Definitely a “Gotta keep the tan up…. It's not a skin color it's a lifestyle but you wouldn't know that because you’re as pale as a ghost.” type of guy. Don't let him get a hold of TikTok or social media for that matter.

Nightowl (I don’t like him)

- Most stylish swimsuit ever

- He makes the biggest deal over the fact that is so, enjoying the temporary glory of being the prettiest boy on the beach. (Probably took pictures for instagram.)

- he forgot sunscreen and luckily he doesn’t burn but he’s still upset cuz this man definitely uses skincare.

(this was in my drafts for sooo long)

[almondx1ao]

Late nights {XYX fluff}

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Cw: nothing just fluff <3

Fanart by: DesLune

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You had insisted on staying up with him, you wanted to spend time with him. He had late night paperwork to finish for his job and despite how much he'd insisted you laid in bed and had teased you to do so, you were stubborn. You had sat on his lap and played games on a handheld console instead of listening to him. It was like he had two cats instead of one. You were facing the back of the chair while he faced his computer working on the paperwork, knowing full well you weren't leaving. You played your game with a low volume to be quiet so he could work, the only sound that filled the room were the clicks from his keyboard as he had typed and the soft 8-bit music from your switch. 

The soft light of the fairy lights glowed on your soft and delicate skin Xyx couldn't help but admire you, even when tired he found you captivating. The blue light of his screen radiated off of his darker skin. Your head rested on his shoulder, your tired eyes trained to your console, looking at him every so often. He smiled a little when he caught you looking at him, but also just enjoying that you were there. 

He wouldn't admit that he was actually grateful for your stubbornness at least for now or at least he'd deny it if he did. The hours passed by as he worked, you could almost hear the clock tick as he worked. He had started at 10 and was now nearing 12, he lost track of time in his mundane work. Xyx could feel the tiredness ache in his body, but that was a normal for him, since it was a common occurrence with his job. Though, a meow from Cat broke his concentrative state. 

His green eyes looked to where cat had normally perched on his bookshelf to look over him and you, expecting the animal to beg him for a luxurious meal. He was going to be playful and tell cat that he wasn't going to get it luxury dinners because of the distraction, keeping to his promises to take them away if they bothered him at work...maybe. But the big floofball was not in its normal spot. Instead at your side, nudging your limp hand. It swayed a small bit as cat had nudged it. 

Your gaming console was barely able to be held onto anymore and nearly falling to the floor. His eyes traced up your frame from your hand to your face, his lips pulling into a slight smile. You were asleep on him, it's almost as if he had known that would happen. Your face snuggled into the arm closest to you and also on his shoulder. 

Your cheek was squished from cuddling into him, your eyes closed and your mouth hung open slightly. Xyx saw your chest rise and fall in small shallow breaths. A small bit of drool hung off of your lip. He was definitely going to tease you about it later. He chuckled softly, grabbing your game and resting it on the desk,

"I told you doll."

He said softly, as to not wake you, but to also tease your sleeping form. He carefully pushed his chair away from his desk and wrapped your arms and legs around him carefully,

"The paperwork can wait until tomorrow."

He said. Xyx debated on waking you up to tease you for falling asleep on him, but you were just too cute when you slept, so he opted against it.

He wrapped his arms around you to support your weight. He stood and made his way back to your shared room, gently laying you down on your side of the bed. He quietly changed into something more comfortable and then crawled into bed next to you. You had turned in your sleep to face him. He chuckled again and pulled you close. Xyx ran his fingers over your back and buried his nose in your hair, smiling like a fool. You were just too adorable when you were asleep like this. More importantly, he was just lucky to have you and see you like this.

[fernskullyarts]

Do y’all like men with motorcycles??? Cause I know I fucking do MWAHAHAHA- 😏❤️🏍️

[gutspiller]

heat rush

read it on ao3 here .

xyx and you enjoy a summer vacation, alone.

(if you don't count cat.)

���Come on, sucker!” You yell, as your feet pitter-patter against the splintery maple planks. Xyx is being dragged mercilessly by you down each step, the salty scent of the sea nearing ever closer with each second that ticks by.

As you reach the end of the winding staircase, your love shouts, “I’ve got it, I’ve got it, now hold on,” as he tries to keep up and meet you side-by-side. The ends of his feathery locks have started to curl up just slightly along with the humidity, frizzing into splits.

Immediately as he meets you, you try and run off again, devoured by the excitement of spending your first summer’s day with your man. With a tsk, Xyx pulls you back gently. “If you wanted to race, you little troll, I would’ve done good with a warning first..” His hands wrap around your back, leaning in to start nipping little bites along your neckline.

You feel no more than a couple light touches before being pushed away. You laugh, spinning around and crashing back into his arms eagerly. “O-oh, what’s got you so excited?” He snips, a certain fondness in his voice hard to fake.

As you both banter, a distant scratching catches your attention, thrashing against your woven beach bag. You gasp, remembering the purrs of your utmost favorite in the household, Cat. You reach your hand to your side to pet Cat, fur fluffing up as the tiny thing nuzzles further into your palm.

You coo, sidetracked by the little thief. Xyx pets Cat but not before steering your thoughts back on himself. “Hey, eyes on me,” The brunette cradles your chin, and quickly shoots down to quip at the kitty peeking out of your bag. “That’s my lady, you little troll..” He chuckles, weaning you closer by resting his wrists on top of your hip bones.

“Oh, so modest, hm?” Xyx notes playfully, untying your neat little coverup. With one quick movement, he stuffs it back in the bag, and pulls a cute shimmery hair clip out. “C’mere..” Your love runs his fingers through your semi-tangled hair, pulling it together gently. You feel a distinct tug, before in less than a second, your hair being clipped up fairly neat.

You giggle feverishly, yipping a quick, “Thank you!” and placing a peck to one cheek. His face flushes, and he turns around in clear embarrassment. “Oh, doll, it’s nothing.”

Xyx swings around to face you once more. His firm hands cup your cheeks, and he nuzzles into yours– pressing sloppy kisses on nearly every freckle you can spot. Fortunately for you both, you quickly lose the plot, hearing his little grumbles of defiance.

The heat practically takes you over, swiftly rushing to your face. “You’re too much– Doll, love.. Hey!” He spouts mindlessly, basking in the moment. Despite his faux annoyance, it’s very clear how much he’s enjoying your fussing, eyes crinkled up in endearment.

Once your faces part, Xyx swoops down, scooping up Cat in one arm. The furball yelps, kneading his skin and buzzing with content. You all head down, hearing the swoosh of the coast calling you.

The water’s fine. The shore rushes to meet the sand, and Cat jumps out of your boyfriend’s arms to hit the water. You snicker, watching the poor thing attempt to slap the water with its paw.

Just as you’re about to comment on it, Xyx pulls you by the arm further into the ocean. Birds caw from above as a big wave hits you both. You note to use this against him, later. He deserves it.

He deserves you.

[danidoodless]

i love him so bad its not even funny anymore

[sumtheamazinglysickauthor]

Through The Tears - A Xyx Fic -

Some days, from the moment you awaken, feel wrong. So wrong that you can’t bring yourself to keep going. Some days seem good. Like you can do anything in the world with a smile on your face.

Today wasn’t one of the latter, but the former. it was one of the bad days. That’s why you were curled up in your room. That’s why there were silent tears falling from your eyes. That’s why you didn’t hear the soft knock at your bedroom door, nor the gentle creak as it opened.

You only felt the presence when the mattress dipped under his weight, and it wasn’t until you met his gaze that you could fully process that he was there. Him. Your husband. The man whose apartment you moved into. The man who had shown you what it felt like to be loved– truly loved– by a significant other.

His beautiful green eyes were soft, filled with so much concern and worry that your heart ached looking at them. He watched you for a moment, the room filled with comfortable silence before he brushed a strand of hair from your face and pulled you in for a cuddle. You immediately gave in and let the tears spill into his shirt as you buried your face into it.

His hands— oh his beautiful hands— stroked your back slowly, the touch gentle but firm. It helps relax you a bit as you slowly come to your senses.

“X-Xyx…” you stutter out, sniffling, breaking the silence.

He doesn’t stop stroking your back as he replies, “I’m here, doll. I’ve got you.”

His reply was soft, his voice comforting. His words were a gentle reassurance that made you feel warm and a little hopeful on a night where you were feeling broken. You clung on to him tighter, a little tighter. He was like a safety blanket. Your very own safety blanket.

In the warm embrace, you remembered he had a game tonight with NakedToaster. Yet, instead of being there and having fun, he was here. With you.

Of course, you didn’t question how he found out. Even though you tried to hide it so that he wouldn’t worry and do his thing, he still knew. He always would. Xyx was an intelligent man. A troll? Perhaps. But a smart one. He knew you like the back of his hand. Even if there was just a slight, unnoticeable crack in your armor, he’d know something was up.

“I-I’m sorry…” your voice cracked, “Your game, I didn’t mean to ruin your night, I just–”

“Ruin my night? Doll, you are my night. My night, my morning, my afternoon. My everything.” he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, fingers lingering longer than necessary, “You can tell simply by the way I’ve started saying the cheesiest things, hm?”

That made you let out a quiet, soft laugh.

“You never have to hide anything from me, love.”

“I don’t want you missing out on moments with any of our nor your friends because of… my stupid feelings.”

“Love, no… It’s not stupid– you’re not stupid.” he cups your face just before you look away, “The game’s fun and all, but it’s got nothin’ on ya. Besides, I promised I’d take care of ya, didn’t I? I can miss a night of gaming, or a hundred, for you. I’m happy as long as you’re happy, yeah?”

Your chest tightened at his words. Could this man get anymore perfect? What on earth did you do to deserve someone like him? You didn’t know.

Your voice was still thick with emotion when you murmured, “You shouldn’t have to. I don’t want you holding back from doing things you love.”

He raises a brow, “One of the things I love is making sure you’re alright.”

“But–”

“No buts. Except maybe mine, which is– mind you– staying right here with you.” he interrupts, wiggling his eyebrows til it cracks a smile and a weak chuckle from you. He gifts you a genuine smile.

“There’s my favorite smile.” he says, kissing your forehead and wiping a tear from your face.

“You’re impossible” you roll your eyes.

“You mean impossibly yours.”

“Since when were you so cheesy?” you snort.

“Don’t know. You must’ve done something to me.” he smirks before getting serious again for a moment, “Look, doll, you’re always telling me not to bottle things up, right? Don’t go breaking your own rules, yeah? I’m here for you just as much as you’re here for me. Whatever’s on your mind, spill. I’m all ears.”

“Thanks, love. I just felt… like everything– like I was too much.”

Xyx puts a hand on your cheek and cups it, “Doll, you are never too much. You’re always enough. And on days when it feels like the world’s got it out for you, you’re not alone in the fight.”

You give him a smile of appreciation and tears well up again for a much more happy reason. All you can do is nod and lean in to his touch as he wipes the stray tear.

“That’s my girl.” he murmurs, giving you butterflies, and kisses your temple. The two of you sit together, your hands on his shoulders, wrapped around his neck, while his arms are securely wrapped around you. You stare at eachother for a bit, smiling as your foreheads touched, before leaning in for a kiss.

For the first time that day, you felt like you could breathe. Like the weight of the world wasn’t just on your shoulders. This was love. The kind that embraces you, holds you when you feel like falling apart. The kind that doesn’t just heal your scars, but reminds you that it’s okay to have them. It wasn’t always grand gestures or dramatic declarations. It was also this. Just being there. It was also the moments where his arms were wrapped around your waist. It was the way he did want to see you happy and the way he did want to make you laugh, but would also help you cry. He’d be there to dry your eyes. He’d be there to let you feel when you needed to. He’d be there.

Through the good. Through the bad. Through the pleasure. Through the pain. Through the laughter. Through the tears.

[exocorpsehq]

went for a swim