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dysthymiia · 8 months

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where the blooming panic boys like to kiss you —

because it's been like four months and i still can't get over any of them

— inspired by the lovely @cloudshuffle

xyx;

neck. often it's small nuzzles, sometimes it's gentle kisses, and in those rare occurrences where he's extra playful, it can even be taunting licks, but he's almost obsessed with cupping your neck with one palm and giving it the softest, teasing touches with his lips. it might appear more intimate than simply kissing your lips to some, but he's not quite at the level of bravery to just kiss you so easily, so your neck is just soft and intimate enough for him to kiss instead, and how you shrink and blush under him is a good bonus too.

quest;

lips. he's never been shy about showing his affections for you. he has never wanted, nor loved and cherished something as much as he has you, he sees no viable reason not to cup the back of your head as he kisses you, your strands of hair slipping through his fingers as they tense and relax against your scalp. the way he holds you is intense, almost predatory, as if he's claiming your entire body along with your lips, and he'll make sure everyone knows. while it can be overbearing, it's a surefire way to show he loves you, and loves you dearly, perhaps a little too much.

nightowl;

collarbone. he's always been a bit antsy, and you know as well as he does that he certainly doesn't have the best ways of dealing with his tendencies. so you let him curl up on your lap, encased in your arms, his head resting against your chest and his hands playing with your fingers, and he seizes the opportunity to kiss the ball of your collarbone and work his way up, then down again. it's a gentle mix of loving and possessive, sweet and passionate. and it gets you riled up quickly, which is never something to complain about.

nakedtoaster;

hands. he's never been one for affection, hardly knowing the first thing about physical touch. you've been patient with that fact, and he's ever so thankful. and as he musters up the courage to go further one day, one day soon, he takes your hand that was in the midst of braiding his hair, he takes it in his own and caresses it gently, bringing it up to his lips and leaving soft pecks from your wrist to the tip of your index. it's the farthest he can go without becoming a bumbling stammering mess, but it's adorably endearing all the same, and he turns into a red blushing disaster anyway when you let him know.

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bruinklein · 5 months

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Finally getting used to CSP so I drew my favorite babygirl

#bloomingpanic #bloomic #fanart #blooming panic xyx

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chaotichamster · 2 years

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cowboy quest!

Cowboy Quest!

COWBOY QUEST!!!!

Happy Friday everyone ♡♡♡

#blooming panic #drawing #sketch #my art #bp quest #blooming panic quest #fan art quest #bloomingpanic #bp Quest

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procrastination-artist · 2 years

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alright I know I have a 1937462638262 fictional crushes but if y’all wanna know my actual irl type

this man. right here.

just- play blooming panic if you see this. play it. I aspire to create an rpg one day and this was executed INCREDIBLY. the writing, the art, and the VOICE ACTORS OML

like the number of times I laughed at the discord-like banter is insane. it’s so cute, heartwarming, flirty and real in some ways. I played through the xyx and nightowl routes w my best friend (hilarious bc her husband was gaming on his own right next to us) and we had a really great conversation about dating, expectations and red/green flags. it felt good to have that conversation with fictional stakes (bc normally we have that conversation on the brink of me making questionable choices in my romance life and it’s a lot less fun then 😌✌️)

one day. I’ll create an rpg. I’m looking @ old manuscripts and idea hunting to try and catch some inspiration but I haven’t srsly written in a long time and it’s a big project to take on solely 🥲💖 one day!!!

rant over!

#bloomingpanic #bloomic #rpg #digital art #procreate #xyx #bloomic xyx #blooming panic xyx #FaceTime #fanart #bloomic fanart

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zestycitrus · 1 year

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just binged my way through of all the good endings in Blooming Panic and

-screams into pillow-

NAKEDTOASTER AAAAAA

pls enjoy this toasty art that i made instead of working my day job

#bloomingpanic #nakedtoaster #blooming panic toasty #bp toasty #blooming panic #i love them all #but toasty is just perfect #i just want to squish him #bloomic

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newmoonas · 2 years

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I recently played his route again and I’m still in love omg

#blooming panic #bloomingpanic #NakedToaster #XYX #Quest #NightOwl

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neeean · 1 year

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✦ Blooming Acceptance ✦

fan art of quest that I made to honor the day I played Bloomic for the first time [march 8th, 2022] back then, the game helped carrying me through post-wisdom-teeth-removal-pain. later on, it continued to have a significant impact on my (social) life and artistic journey - thanks to the community behind it. it's hard to imagine who I'd be today if I had never mustered the courage to engage with it beyond just finishing the available routes.

#bloomingpanic #blooming panic #quest blooming panic #blooming panic fanart #bloomic #bloomic fanart #myart

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typhmoons · 2 years

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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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missrosiesworld · 11 months

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