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Open comissions oadhbdisdbjesk
If you want to support a struggling college student dm me or email me 🥺👉👈
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MWEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEEH TY BESTIE
HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIGHTOWL 🎉🎉
For you bbg @bonxarts
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Happy birthday, princess
Have a nice April Fool’s day
My friend sang the peaches song midway through the creation while I was deciding an outfit and it stuck
You’re welcome and I’m not sorry
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APOLOGISTS RISEEEEE
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR FAVORITE INSOMNIAC!!!!!!!!
*deep breath in* ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (۶•̀o•́)۶
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIGHTOWL 🎂
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OPENING FOR ART COMMISSIONS!
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His needs are needed
#blooming panic oc#nightowl blooming panic#blooming panic#i miss my male wife#blooming panic lovelylola
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Commissions Post
Opening commissions to test the waters
(So if you wanna give me money then- uh, I mean- fund my bad financial decisions- wait-no-I meant-)
Status: Open
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THE SONG THE SONG AAAAAAAA
#nightowl blooming panic#lovelylola#blooming panic#they got married#hehehehe#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#SONG GOT ME FEELING SHIT FR FR#blooming panic oc#Spotify
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Blooming Panic LI Edition!
“ Happy Valentine Day “ DAY 1: Nightowl 🩷
“I'm home,“ Nightowl hummed as he opened his apartment door. He was informed by you, his lovely partner, through text that you had a “special surprise for him “ As soon as he was done with his work, he was smiling the whole time on the way to his apartment, anticipating and excited to figure out what you had in store for him.
Nightowl's anticipation grew as he entered his apartment, wondering what kind of surprise awaited him from his partner. A squealing sound was heard in front of him, and at that moment he saw you and smiled, but then realized, Oh! Both of you are on the floor now. You ran and lunged towards your archi lover, spreading and spoiling his face with kisses as you embraced him in a tight hug.
The overwhelming sense of happiness and contentment flooded both of them as they reveled in each other's presence and cherished this special moment together. "Welcome home, love ," you whispered softly to the owl. "Sorry for the whole foxy jumpscare thing," you chucked, as you were very excited to see him again after so many boring hours of separation.
"It's alright, cutie I've missed you too," nightowl laughed back, its eyes gleaming with affection after getting his face spoiled with kisses. You helped him back up after and caressed his hands. "Here, I got something for you "
His eyebrows formed a questioning but grining look as you guided him towards his bedroom with a mischievous smile on your face. "Hmmm what's this now cutie? Alright up too something spicy I see " he teased "N-no… I mean not yet atleast— BUT SHHH is something else! " owl laughed as you continued to open the door to reviele a heart shaped pillow on his bed.
"Tadaaaa! I know its not the greatest gift for this day but I thoughtyoud like it since I made it myself-" he interrupted, pulling you into a warm embrace. "It's perfect, just like you," he whispered, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. The genuine happiness in his eyes made your heart skip a beat, and you couldn't help but feel grateful for the love between you two.
"I-im glad! And that's not the only thing I had planned for today!" You went and get your laptop nearby as you proceeded to lead owl to the bed as both of you sat, making yourselves comfortable. " I got every cheezy romance movie we used to watch when we were online dating! Just yknow for the nostalgia," you smiled as you showed him all the movies you guys watched together throughout back then when you guys talked in the blooming panic server.
As you scrolled through the list of movies, memories flooded back of late-night conversations and shared laughter. Each film held a special place in your heart, representing a chapter in your love story. Owl's eyes lit up with excitement as he reminisced about those cherished moments, and you couldn't wait to relive them together. "OH YEAH THOSE MOVIES!" owl squealed excited to go back to memory lane with you..
You both enjoyed the movie marathon date, recreating the cozy atmosphere of those nights spent cuddled up on the bed talking to eachother online like the od days. The anticipation grew as you prepared snacks and dimmed the lights, ready to embark on a nostalgic journey through your shared history.
"I missed this, thank you for being such a wonderful partner cutie" You smiled at Owl's words, feeling a warm sense of gratitude for having such a loving and appreciative partner. As the first movie started playing, you couldn't help but feel a wave of nostalgia wash over you, grateful for the opportunity to create new memories while reliving the old ones.
" happy valentines day nightowl" "Happy valentines day cutie" both of you exchanged sweet words, cherishing the moment of connection and love. The familiar soundtracks and familiar scenes transported you back to a time when life seemed simpler, reminding you of the enduring bond you shared as you slowly drifted in each others slumber while cuddling.
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HWEHEHEHEHEHEHE 💜
Slippery slopes until I go broke
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hi robo! i've been following you on twitter for a long time and i noticed there's a lot of lovely art that you've posted there but not here... i was wondering if you were planning to? or if you could, pretty please, sugar on the top? lol i hope this isn't a bother, i just genuinely love your art style and the boys a lot!
i hope you have a good weekend, thank you and the devs for letting us hang out with your ocs! 💙❣️💙
I sort of intend my tumblr to be related to game dev stuff, so most of my non-game dev art will likely be only on my twitter. BUT i can share here all the old bp dev and post-dev art!
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The Grandest of Prizes
For the 2k celebration of the Blooming Panic discord server! Had a lot of fun with this!!
Word count: 1711
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“Hey… look at me.”
The convention hall was enormous. Students, professors, parents, friends, and general audience members all walked around the ballroom, giving life to the formerly dead space. Chatter and laughter could be heard throughout, as the patrons took a break from the prior event that took place. The corner of the room however, was much quieter. This was where you and Nightowl currently stood, distancing yourselves from the ever-persistent noise.
His hands gently cupped your face, thumb wiping away your stray tears as he bent down so your eyes were on the same level. “Breathe. Deep breaths for me, kay?”
You couldn’t stop your hands from shaking. This was it. The final round of the city’s annual mathletes competition. You and Nightowl had signed up to compete as a pair. Night after night he invited you over for study sessions, keeping you up as late as he possibly could. You two would quiz each other on the difficult problems you had struggled with the night before. This wasn’t Nightowl’s first rodeo of course. He’d been to every one of the competitions since his freshman year. Now a senior, this would be his last chance to finally win it.
“Owl, I-I don’t know if I can do this.” Your breath hitched; you could hardly look him in the eye. The itch to shake crawled up from your hands, snaking up to your arms and shoulders. During the first part of the competition, you had missed several easy questions due to nerves. You hadn’t done anything like this before, so caving under the pressure was bound to happen. You had secretly hoped it wouldn’t. Because of your errors, you and Nightowl presently sat in fourth place. The latter half of the competition was scheduled to continue after an hour lunch break, which gave the two of you about fifteen minutes left.
“Hey, it’s okay. We’ll bounce right back up there. I guarantee it.” Nightowl could feel your fragile form tremble and his heart caved. Fear had you paralyzed in this state.
“It’s all my-”
“Don’t you dare blame this on yourself.”
Your eyes widened, not expecting the sudden counter. Leaning in, he closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against yours. For a moment, your vibrations ceased. “This is not your fault. You did your best, and that’s all I care about. I am so freaking proud of you.”
“But… this will be your last chance at trying to win the competition. I want you to accomplish your goal.” You stifled your cries, lingering in the warmth that came from his skin.
Standing up, his hands settled on your shoulders as he laughed. “You think I care about some stupid trophy and bragging rights? Hell no. Sure winning is nice, but it’s not the reason I’m here.”
You cocked your head. “What? I thought that’s why you signed up. So you could prove to Onion that-”
“I don’t need to prove anything to him. He knows I’m intelligent. But that’s besides the point. If I had wanted to win, I would’ve picked the valedictorian of our class to compete alongside me. But I didn’t. Do you know why?”
The corners of your lips tugged upward as you thought of a snarky comeback. “Because she turned you down when you asked her out freshman year?”
“Who told you that!?”
Your hand slapped over your mouth, holding back the howling laughter that yearned to escape. Nightowl was relieved to see you relax a little, and shook his head.
“I chose you because I wanted to do this with you.The person I care for and love the most in the entire world. The person who never fails to make me laugh, is always there for me, stays up all night to help me study for exams…the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.”
Slowly, your breathing became calm and you followed along with him as he guided you through more deep breaths. However you couldn’t stop your heart from racing at his words. You offered your hands to him, which he happily took, tracing the fine lines of your knuckles. You two stayed like that for a while, occasional reassuring hand squeezes reminding you both just how much you meant to one another.
Nightowl then exhaled through his nose, a sudden thought invading his mind.
“What’s so funny?” you inquired.
“Hm? Oh, I was just thinking. Remember that time we had a meetup with everyone from the server a couple months back?”
Right away you recalled the exact day he was talking about. “You mean the day Xyx signed us all up for a spin class and didn’t tell us? Of course I do! We were all so exhausted after it. Poor Two, they could hardly stay awake after all that exercise. You and Onion had a competition to see who could pedal the fastest. Quest and Toasty secretly devised a plan to get back at Xyx for trolling us all. Lady and June seemed to enjoy it though, and I did too. And then afterwards Salo treated us all to ice cream. That was so sweet!”
Nightowl slid his hands so his fingers were now interlocked with your own. “Yep. It sure was. But do you remember what happened while we were eating our ice cream? That call I got from my mom that totally bummed me out? What did you say back then to cheer me up?”
Another reassuring squeeze, followed by your words. “Keep that head up. Cause you can do this.”
“That’s right. Now I’m gonna play an uno reverse on those words and say them back to you. Keep that pretty little head up. Because you CAN do this.” He pulled you in for a hug as you felt the final waves of sadness flee from your body. Although Nightowl could be such a big tease at times, he was always there to pick you back up when you stumbled. He’d give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. Yes, even the pink one with the little blue balloon on it.
Meeting you had changed his entire world. Before meeting you, his heart had been through so much. Too much. It had been beaten, broken, ridiculed. He often wondered how it hadn’t completely given out on him yet. It was scary when you held it in your palm for the first time. Now it craves your touch more than anything else. For the first time in years, he looked forward to each new day, because it was another day he could spend with you.
An announcement over the intercom warned everyone that there were only five minutes left until the second half of the competition, and that all competitors should take their seats.
You pulled away from Owl, smiling. “Thank you. I really needed that.” He kissed the back of your hand and led you back towards the center of the room.
“Let’s go crush this cutie. It’s the pairs test, which means we can work together unlike in the first half. We’ll show ‘em all that we aren’t a duo to be messed with.”
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“And now, we would like to announce the results.”
The entire ballroom fell silent, anticipation and anxiousness hanging in the air like a thick smog. You and Nightowl were hooked arm in arm as you tapped your foot nervously. It all came down to this moment.
First came third place, followed by second. “And in first place…”
Neither of you could believe your ears as your names were read aloud, followed by thunderous applause. You two had done it. The mountain that had towered before you, made you feel so small and helpless, that had almost convinced you to give up, had officially been conquered. Barely able to contain his joy, Nightowl bolted up to the front; you matched his pace every step of the way.
The officials placed two medals around your necks, and handed you a small brown box. “Instead of trophies this year, our team has decided to hand out a new prize.” The blonde squeezed in beside you, his hands greedily trying to pry open the compartment. “Let me see, let me see!”
With a slow creak the box opened, a small golden object with three circles sat on a white satin pillow. You and Nightowl locked eyes, both in total shock, and yelled the exact same thing at the exact same time.
“A FIDGET SPINNER!? SERIOUSLY?”
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“Here, let me see it.”
“But I’m not done playing with it yet.”
“We won it as a team Owl, that means we both have to share it.”
“Awwww.”
It had been a couple of weeks since the competition, and Nightowl refused to let the fidget spinner out of his sight. He created a special place on his nightstand for it. For the past half hour, he had tried to balance the toy on his nose and spin it. And every time thus far resulted in failure to do so. The look of concentration on his face was adorable though. His tongue, ever so slightly stuck out of his lips, showing he was using every brain cell he had to achieve his goal. Giving up on his nose he sat up in his bed, balancing it on his pointer finger and giving it a few spins.
“Pretty cool right?” He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows at you playfully as it spun round and round on his fingertip. It fell off seconds later, and you snickered.
“You’re so cool my love.”
“Oh yeah? I’d like to see you try it.”
“Gladly, if you’ll hand it over” Folding your arms across your chest, he realized you had him cornered. He refused. “Nope, no way.” You rolled your eyes, scooting over to him and leaning your chin on his shoulder.
“Fine. I’m just happy to see you happy with it. It reminds me of how much you did for me that day.”
Words couldn’t even come close to describe how much you loved him. He shifted to face you, placing the spinner on the bed. “Don’t give me all the credit. We did it. Together.”
“Yes…” you hummed happily, leaning into his embrace. “Together, just as it should be.”
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Was going through my old files and found this lil dance loop. CUTE
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DIES MORE WTF SKDJJSXJAJJXA
You sit up in bed and blearily shield your eyes from the midday sun flowing through the blinds. You stretch, arching your back, and groan as your joints pop.
Your ex's arms slip around your waist and he buries his face in the crook of your neck.
"Awake already?"
"Yeah, no, look," you pry his arms off of you and sigh. "This was a mistake."
"Mistake? Are you joking?"
He leans forward and tilts your chin to face him. He's disheveled from sleep, but that cheeky grin you used to wake up to daily is plastered on his face.
"Cutie," he chuckles, "this was not a mistake."
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