#blossomae

[tlacehualli]

🌵 - How toxic would a relationship be with your muse? Would it be able to be fixed?

It really depends. Sombra will always bring to the table the fact she does not wanna be in a fucking relationship like at all, which isn't because of anyone in particular. She just 1. can't share her real name 2. can't give too many personal identifying informations 3. has attachment issues cause her family fucking died 4. will absolutely delude herself into thinking its just a situationship or something.

It can be fixed with time and gentleness. She's not a bad person per se, she's just fucking weird and lonely and traumatized. Hard to get relationship experience as an internationally wanted terrorist u know.

They should make a tinder for terrorists.

[torntrutha]

“ —— you can’t be serious… “ kiramman’s brows furrow , gaze thinning as it crosses others’ features. “ … you want me to break in? “ / cait to vi! ❤️❤️

" — i'm not really known for my sense of humor. " but, that itself, was a joke. vi's hands stuffed into her jacket pockets. both eyebrows raise. " or you can let me break in. " that may be a small smile curling her lips.

[umbane]

" pitiful boy. " / from syndra hehe

Kayn is no mage. He can't sense magic the way some seem to be able to, but he has spent enough of his life chasing power to know what it looks like — to know what it feels like as it snaps the air around him. Something about the energy she wields makes his hair stand on end — it's too similar to his own and it feels like two magnets pushing against each other.

                                                                               Even if he had wanted to leave, her words root him in place, because Kayn is not to be pitied. Even lying in the mud at Epool, even shivering with terror as the healers sponged him clean, even struggling to bear his own weight as he learned how to use his legs again, Kayn was not to be pitied, and he certainly is not now after he has achieved so much. Gritting his teeth, Kayn lets shadows curl and bend around his fingertips, a silent threat that he is certain will not pass her notice. "I recommend being much more discerning with your words when dealing with me," he warns, voice low. "I am not known for my lenience, nor for my sense of humour."

[decaeysa]

" insolent , " word is but an angered whisper, hissed out through grit teeth. lips linger closely to others' , both gradually falling for temptation. " stubborn, " she speaks again , wrapping fingers around akali's throat & allowing lips to touch. @blossomae

very few moments in her life have made her feel quite so alive as this. drenched in something ( an emotion unknown , a passion long yearned for ) she lingers on each moment, every touch that sparks sensation across her skin. akali chalks it down to the magic housed within the woman before her, enamoured by the danger she threatens. perhaps this is what syndra offers her: another thrill to chase, more adrenaline to sup until the wellspring runs dry.

" that's the appeal though, right? " she laughs quietly before lifting her chin just enough to lean into the kiss, stealing it from the other's lips. instinctively her eyelids close, and she finds herself wholly engulfed by the seconds spent in blissful silence. who knew she would find such sweetness upon the mouth of another? she lingers, hoping for the taste to remain on her tongue as it wipes over her lower lip.

half - lidded she gazes upon the beauty before her, obsession glittering behind glassy hues. " weird. not as bitter as i thought. " a satisfied hum precedes her next movements : a gentle tucking of hair behind syndra's ear, fingertips lingering too long on her cheek for it to be an innocent gesture.

" i know dinner's s'posed to come before all of this, but how's about i take you out later? y'know, after we finish up here... "

[noxusmade]

@blossomae said: “ why do you allow yourself to be so troubled by the opinions of Noxians? “ / from syndra!

Her answer began with a long exhale, as if she must first bear the weight of the question put upon her. ❝ It is by design, ❞ spoken flatly, slowly, glimpses of her ferocity becoming ever so slightly clearer with each following word. ❝ They moulded me, forged me. Hammered all of their ideals into my head like I was a blade over an anvil, until I was perfect. ❞ She hung on the last word, speaking it through clenched teeth, fists taught to the point of whitening, what remained of her imperturbable demeanor threatening to shatter under the tension.

Another labourered breath, as her composure regained some of its opacity. ❝ It is not an easy thing to break free of. ❞ I was duty that had kept her going this far, and a new found lack of purpose did little to stop the title of deserter from reverberating through her skull. Putting those who she would have called 'sister' to the sword only surved to push her further. ❝ I don't expect you to understand, everyone seems to have their freedom here. ❞

[feyras]

“ happy birthday , or whatever. “ he presses a quarter-eaten box of chocolates into her arms. / from grimmjow to the birthday girl hehe

it's the fact that he still got her a present regardless of it being partially eaten . manami looks at the box of half eaten chocolates then at grimmjow , doe eyes staring up at him with appreciation and surprise . she hadn't expected him to get her anything , let alone remember the date of her birthday , but here he was begrudgingly letting her know that he definitely remembered the date and had gotten her a present one way or another . she sets the box of partially eaten chocolates to the side before moving up to him and wrapping her arms around him .

it's a bit forward of her to invade his space and from the way he tenses beneath her she can tell he's not used to it either . she half expects him to shove her off but she keeps his comfort in mind and pulls away before he can . ❛ if i didn't know any better then i would have thought you cared just a little bit about me , ❜ she says factly , a slight hum on her lips as she folds her hands behind her back . manami can't hide the feline smile on her lips , the cattish grin pulling teasingly on her face as she looks at him . she leans against the table behind her , her bottom propped against the edge of it , ❛ so do i just get these partially eaten chocolates as a present or is there anything else ? ❜ her fingers move outwards to tug at the hem of his jacket , the grin now gone and the flash of something playful in her eyes . they both know what's on her mind ; it's rather obvious in the way she looks at him . ❛ i promise i'm not complaining about the chocolates , ❜ she quickly adds with a chuckle .

[feyras]

“ —— it’s your birthday and it’s Valentine’s Day? “ seo-yeon offered a mildly surprised gasp , rushing to grasp manami’s hand and drag her along to a surprise she’d prepared previously. “ come with me , i—— i want you to see something! “ doe eyes look upon other so softly , lovingly , despite seo-yeon not yet recognising if it’s love she felt or not.

reaper gently places her hands over manami’s eyes , hiding her from seeing a short candlelit pathway that leads to a nighttime picnic beneath a tree. she’d scattered cherry blossom petals all over , food basket and blanket lit up by pink candles. seo-yeon had seen humans do something similar … she thought, just maybe, manami would like it too.

removing her hands , the smaller finally revealed her grand surprise. “ … uh, happy birthentines day! “

𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 . manami follows seo-yeon aimlessly , eyes covered up until they aren't . the dim lighting , the picnic set up ; it's so sweet and romantic and something she hadn't expected at all . her usual tempered expression softens , brows angling back and her eyes glazing over . it's not that she was never used to such grand gestures , but for most of her life they had been empty . her parents used her birthday as an excuse to throw a soiree and even with a room full of people she still felt so alone . but not this time . this time seo-yeon was with her and she'd rather keep her company than that of a hundred people .

❛ i didn't think you'd remember ... ❜ she had mentioned her birthday in passing . it was a tiny fact that slipped in casual conversation but something she didn't think seo-yeon would remember . however , the gesture in itself is kind and something manami covets to her memory already . ❛ thank you for this , seo-yeon . ❜ her voice is soft , vulnerable to her . she's so used to being guarded but this time is different . it's easy to bring her walls down when she's around her . a hand reaches for the reapers , her thumb rubbing over the top of it as she leans in to kiss her softly on the lips . it's a kiss that lingers too long , a bit too soft to be anything but what it is . how she adores her wholeheartedly . her hand moves from the threaded fingers tangled in each other's grasp before lifting and resting against the curve of her jaw .

it's then that she takes a look at her . a real look . manami always appreciated seo-yeon's beauty , but looking at her now and seeing just how beautiful the inside of her was too makes her fall deeper and deeper . ❛ it's perfect . i ... ❜ there's a pause , a silent and unspoken thing lingering between them before she presses her forehead to hers . ❛ you've made me the happiest today . ❜

[feyras]

“ —— I ain’t gonna let anyone touch you. “ lest they lose their arms , of course. or have a cero blasted directly into their face. / from grimmy to manami ❤️

𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 . maybe he's both . it's not that manami couldn't hold her own . in truth she earned her position as a shinigami through blood , sweat , and tears . despite her status as a healer she was still skilled in combat ( even against that of an arrancar she likes to think ! ) . however , there's something almost sweet in knowing that grimmjow would protect her whether it was for his own personal motives or out of whatever kindness he possessed . either way she wouldn't complain .

she cozies up to him , her elbow jabbing into his side as she hears the ' tch ' fall from his lips in response . ❛ so you're the only one who can ? ❜ her question is a slight barb , a tease she enjoys saying before she gets in front of him . ❛ i see how it is . you want me all to yourself . i didn't realize you were so selfish , neko - san , ❜ manami says , his nickname falling from her lips almost spitefully from the enjoyment of seeing him get worked up over it . she knows it'll only press his buttons even more than she already has . except manami can't help but feel herself warm at the thought of him protecting her . even if it maybe was for his own personal gain she feels a bit safer knowing that he , the sexta espada himself , was someone who was looking out for her . it was no secret that he was a formidable opponent and someone who showed zero hesitation in battle . admittedly she'd hate to be on his bad side ( ... again ) . her expression softens as she looks up at him , blue eyes glossing over with appreciation and adoration . the playfulness in her voice is gone , a more serious tone ebbed into each syllable as she speaks . ❛ but really ... thank you , grimmjow , ❜ she says quietly before taking a step towards him to close the space between them .