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I can't send this in the server for obvious reasons, but this made me think of Quest <3

DORTIE IM CRYING

Quest at the edge of his rope FR

#dortie #quest #bp ask

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Who has the hardest time apologizing, xyx or onion?

Onion, but just barely. If they feel offended, both will struggle to apologize. But if they feel they are simply right and the other person is being sensitive, xyx will apologize but onion won't. They both have pride, but only one of them lacks some empathy

#bp ask #anon ask #xyx #onionthief

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If toastys hair is naturally pink.. then.. are his pubes.. also pink? Is his body hair pink?

GOOD MORNING

#bp ask #anon ask #nakedtoaster

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Is it ok to like and reblog some old asks (bloomic/adonia) of yours? Some content creators are uncomfortable with it so I wanted to ask directly!

Oh go crazy. I like when people do that bc it reminds me of those posts and then I get to reminisce!

#anon ask #bp ask #aai ask

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I can imagine nightowl or xyx dancing to the new jojo siwa song idk why i just see it

i can see them doing a tiktok together in my mind and laughing. omg the joy in this moment

#bp ask #anon ask #xyx #nightowl

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What is your biggest pet peeve when it comes to people drawing or writing for your characters?

Nothing, I have none. Live free

There are more important things in my life than worrying about what people choose to do w our characters LOLLLLLLLL

#bp ask #anon ask

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Would Quest let us squeeze his tiddies..?👀

but of course

#bp ask #anon ask #quest #robo art

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every time i remember the 2022 halloween picture i get so ill, nightowl looking so tiny in xyx arms, nightowl wearing toats glasses, nightowl dressed as spider man, quest as a werewolf, nightowl, xyx's titties and tattoos, nightowl, toasts onesie and nightowl

a night 2 remember

#bp ask #anon ask #nightowl #nakedtoaster #xyx #quest #robo art

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i DEMAND. I TELL YOU. DEMAND. XYX AND TOAST IN A DRESS

weird request but ok

#LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO #bp ask #xyx #nakedtoaster #cc-taylorsversion #robo art

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GO AHEAD. PUT QUEST IN A DRESS

He wears it better than any of you

#bp ask #anon ask #quest #robo art

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Could I, Mayhaps, ask for crumbs of thy labour and request for cute quirks that the LI’s have? (I.E chew things, scrunch their face at bad smells)

lets doooooooo quest since hes the man of the hour apparently. some of these i might have said before so apologies in advance

reacts quietly, but out loud to dramatic passages in books

frequently cuts himself while shaving

snores. loudly

often brushes his teeth for 10 minutes at a time because he gets distracted thinking about his daily schedule. very white teeth

wears slightly ill-fitting clothes

has an old glasses prescription he's stubborn about updating. "I'm not an old man!"

silently cries to animal rescue videos. cries more when he finds out most of them are staged

holds his silverware like this when he eats

#bp ask #anon ask #quest

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If i ever dated quest and saw that 2 in 1 shampoo in his bathroom i think i would actually start breathing fire then create a whole ass hair and skin routine for him not MY boyfriend thank you

"Ha ha, okay, okay! Sheesh...." Quest laughs awkardly as you rummage through his bathroom. "Is it really that bad?"

In response, you lean back from the shower and shove a bottle in his face. "This is the ONLY thing in your shower." There it is. The 4-in-1 monstrosity you've had nightmares about.

He cocks his head to the side with a grin. "Nah. I think there's at least one more thing in there."

You turn back to the shower and wave your hands. "Where?? There's not a single-"

Strong arms wrap around your waist and a warm face nuzzles into the crook of your neck. "C'mon, angel. Hop in with me?"

"N-now?"

He kisses your skin. "Mhm."

"...Can I grab some other things first."

He chuckles softly into your ear, his arms hugging you tighter to him.

"I don't think that'll be necessary."

#bp ask #anon ask #quest

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Toasty and MC kissing in the rain

That's it that's the ask

SENT THIS ASK TO ALLIE FOR A RESPONSE!

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"Well. What now?"

Toasty suppressed a smirk as they looked down at you. Just as he thought, you were progressing from vexed to fuming after his remark.

"I knew you were going to lord this over me."

"It's been cloudy all day!"

"Yesterday was cloudy too!" You turned your head away with a simmering pout. "...And I didn't want to carry the umbrella."

Toasty burst into laughter– he couldn't help it, you're always so cute when you're grumpy like this– and gestured back to the bakery cafe you'd just left. "We can always head back in and nurse a coffee for a little while."

"You just said you were stuffed *and* your doctor said to lay off the caffeine."

"I didn't say I'd drink it. A couple of polite sips, at most."

"That's too reasonable. How about I make a run for the car and pick you up at the curb?"

"I think I'd be better equipped for that."

"Because you're so tall you'll make it there in three steps?"

"No, because I have a hoodie on." Toasty flipped up said hoodie, tucking their hair inside for good measure.

"I'm not gonna make the birthday boy run out in the rain!"

"Oh, come on! What's with the sudden chivalry?" A blush burned across their cheeks.

"It's just basic birthday decency. I'll be okay, honest. We'll just turn on the heat to dry me off."

He glanced out at the parking lot, then back at you, a softer grin spreading across his face. "What if the birthday boy wants to go…together?"

"Sure, and we could share your hoodie as we run."

Your quip has no bite, and Toasty calls you out on it by stretching the top of the hoodie over your head. "You'll have to stay close, then."

You made it all of two steps before getting completely soaked, laughing and play-shoving each other until you reached the car. You both leaned against the car doors, catching your breath and giggling in equal measure, until the damp and the cold finally won your full attention.

Toasty fished for his keys in his pockets, still holding the lip of the hoodie out. You watched his still-flushed face shift in concentration; it was hard not to smile seeing his furrowed brow and bit lip, framed with soaked locks of hair. The warmth of the moment almost canceled out the cold of the rain– almost.

"Hey. Hold on."

"Huh?"

You took hold of the lip of the hoodie, yanking it further out– and him closer to you. Toasty yelped, nearly crashing into you and dropping the car keys.

"Y–you'll stretch out my hoodie!"

"Oh, nooo."

"What happened to birthday decency?" Toasty avoided your eyes, their blush deepening.

"Superseded by the first birthday rule."

"The what?"

You drew closer. "Well, second birthday rule. The first is that the birthday boy gets to do whatever they want."

"Then the second?"

"That the birthday boy deserves a kiss."

You closed the distance, and Toasty melted.

#THANK YOU ALLIE SAY IT BACK #bp ask #anon ask #nakedtoaster #allie text #guest text

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What is something the Bloomic ROs want to hear, need to hear, and dread to hear from the MC? 🫣

nakedtoaster

wants to hear: "Hey! I was thinking of you and got this."

needs to hear: "Drink water."

dreads to hear: "What is wrong with you?"

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xyx

wants to hear: "It's okay. You don't need to say anything."

needs to hear: "It can be lonely when you lock me out."

dreads to hear: "This is just too much. I don't understand you."

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nightowl

wants to hear: "I love you more than anyone I've known before."

needs to hear: "Take your time. The rest can wait."

dreads to hear: "You're overreacting."

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quest

wants to hear: "Of course I'll move in with you. I'm here for the long haul."

needs to hear: "I feel safer with you next to me."

dreads to hear: "You're scaring me."

#marina-and-the-memes #bp ask #bp server

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omg now i need to see owl wearing a dress omg he would look so cute

he WOULD!!

#bp ask #anon ask #nightowl #robo art

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angst AND romance??? both? both. both is good.

inspired by me messing around with quests options and finding one where quest gets pissed when he finds out societyboy used to yell at mc: how about when he finds out the rest of it? him trying to balance feeling absolutely pissed while comforting mc

of course tw for abuse mention

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You hadn't wanted to talk about it -- not that night, at least. You promised yourself you would when you were ready, and ready you certainly were not. But life isn't kind to expectations, is it?

Here you are, arms covering your face, Quest looking at you quizzically, and all you want to do was melt into the couch and disappear.

"Angel?" He speaks softly.

Fuck.

You clench your fists and close your eyes as tears begin to well. You look so fucking stupid right now. Attention seeking, overreactive behavior. Why did you have to give the game away, huh? Why do you always do this at the smallest reminder?

Quest's hand gently touches your arm but retreats when you jump at the sensation.

"Ah, okay. I'll sit. Not touching you, baby."

Your arms fold against your body and you lean back into the couch with a sob. It's so stupid. It's all just so stupid. You try to wipe away the tears quickly, but more keep coming. You're a mess to look at.

Quest sits quietly nearby, oddly stiff. You still can't meet his gaze. But you can feel it burning into you.

After a few moments, you calm down -- you aren't good, but you're good enough. You lower your arms from your face and gingerly fold your hands on your lap.

Quest then turns to look away from you, probably finally sensing that you don't want to be looked at right now. You're calming down, so, he can look away anyway. He's still worried, though.

But you want him there... you want to feel him next to you. With a shaky breath, you lean over and rest against his arm. When you reach forward and take his hand in yours, he squeezes back firmly. A quiet "It's okay, I'm here."

He traces your skin with his thumb. "Want to talk about it?"

"Not really."

"Okay, we don't have to-"

"But I'm going to." Might as well. You're here in the mud already. Might as well not risk the chance of dirtying yourself again.

You grit your teeth, take a deep breath, and tell him. Tell him everything. The way SB used to take advantage of you, the danger you felt at times, and the fear that has ever since been carved into your chest. As you speak, Quest doesn't say anything. He nods, careful not to interrupt, and lets you say your piece. Your emotional, sloppy, but important piece.

When you reach the end, you finally glance up at him. He's staring straight ahead, jaw clenched tight and brows knitted together.

You say his name. "What are you thinking?"

He doesn't respond for a moment, instead vying to lift your hand to his lips for a small kiss. He holds it there, reverently, before slowly letting your hand fall to his lap, still held tightly by him.

"I'm thinking a lot, Angel," he says, carefully. "But I don't think they're very helpful thoughts."

"I want to hear it, anyway. Please?"

He sighs and finally turns to look at you again. His eyes search yours, -- are they a little red? Had he been crying, too?

"I'm disgusted that that happened to you. I'm sorry I wasn't there."

"You don't have to-"

"Because if I was there, he would be six feet under by now."

The venom stuns you a bit. You're not used to hearing Quest speak like that. It tweaks your heart, but it's not painful.

You cry a little and Quest places a hand on your cheek, expression fierce. "He would be. I would have made it hurt, too. I want to make it hurt."

"Quest--"

"I'm not stupid. I'm not going to do anything." His thumb strokes a tear away. "But I can't deny that I really, really want to."

He holds you there for a moment before pulling you onto his lap for an enveloping hug. Your arms wrap tightly around him and you bury your face in his neck.

His arm is wrapped around your back, another cradling your head against him -- shaking a bit, too. He's crying with you.

"I'm so, so sorry Angel." He hugs you tighter against him. "I've got you. Nobody can do that to you again, okay?"

You nod into him and he nods back. Both of you sit there in silence for a couple minutes, holding onto each other.

Quest is the one to finally speak first. He asks you if you're hungry, he'll make anything you want. You ask for pasta. He says of course. He holds your hand as you stand up from the couch, and doesn't let go of it for the rest of the night.

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