#agent bloom

[rabbithub]

“Okay normally you’re weird, but this is a lot even for you.” For the fic sentences

"Okay, normally you're weird, but this is a lot even for you." Bloom states, looking at all the books and coffee pods strewn about. "I had one dumb question-"

"Ridiculous as it sounds, I might as well explore the possibility of a AI being able to learn dark magick." Kelly states, blinking dully. "Certainly with how advanced some of them are becoming, it's best to find out."

[rabbithub]

Warm up page Feat. Agent Bloom (and a Doppio cameo)

One of my headcanons on werewolves in the Consuming Shadow/Differently Morpheus verse is they are usually smart in wolf form but if someone is a late bloomer in regards to Lycanthropy or is bitten by a werewolf later in life, they're more likely to be in thrall to their instincts and emotions- meaning they can be violent or (especially in Bloom's case) just really big humanoid huskies.

[rabbithub]

Ngl, Bloom would describe the DEDA as the 'MiB, but British' out of context to potential recruits.

[rabbithub]

“Oh. Oh that said two teaspoons. I thought it said two cups.”

"Oh. Oh, that said two teaspoons. I thought that said two cups."

"How-" Bloom blinks, looking at the pile of dried herbs on top of the pasta sauce cooking in the pan; They were admittedly terrible at cooking themselves, but seeing Kelly misread a recipe was... pretty much concerning. "How long have you been awake, Genieve!?"

Kelly raises a eyebrow, blinking slowly. "...Only a few days." she drawls, narrowly avoiding the now ruined sauce burning in the pan. Bloom just sighed in concern and resignation.

"...just stop. I'll order a fucking pizza."

[agentxpink]

[ @agentbloom​ ]

Shit was bad, to say the least. In all of her time at the agency, Pink has never seen anything like this, and that was the case with everyone else. The tension was obvious on everyone, but Pink was determined to keep it together. This was an opportunity, from certain angles. If she played her cards right, that was. But not the first few hours, or even days. She had to be smart.

For now, though, she just wanted to hang out with somebody she actually liked. Liking anyone in this place was dumb and idiotic and she came in determined to not do anything of the sort, and yet, Grey became one of those she did and one of those she actually appreciated and enjoyed spending time with.

“Heeeeeeey friendo,” Pink grinned at him, sliding next to him, her chin on his shoulder, as if nothing happened. “So, since we clearly have nothing new or interesting to discuss, tell me everything about yourself. What was your favorite childhood toy, how you like your chilly, what movie can you watch over and over again.” Sarcasm at its highest.

[angelic-writer]

Throwing my hat into the ring: Agent Bloom