Blossom The Gardevoir

taking a ‘break’. gotta work on stuff. might be back(?)

Be right back, you guys.

seamstressblossom:

“Not r-really, before S-sauron rescued me. I had… lots of c-children, but… the human killed or sold them as soon as they h-hatched.”

Now this conversation is directing to her past… Now this is getting annoying.

“LET’S_CHANGE_THE_SUBJECT…”

He lets out an annoyed sigh, it seems like some force from above is wanting them to talk about their past. If Genesect ever finds this force, he will make him/her/it feel a great amount of pain.

She frowns a little. “Does my… talking a-annoy you? You seem like… You’re annoyed.” She looks down then, rubbing her feet together. “S-sorry, uhm… What abo- No, you can’t e-eat… Uhm… How about… W-what instruments do you like?”

Open RP 'u'

“H-hi everyone…!” Blossom the still-a-kirlia waves. Elenila the Lucario looks up briefly from her book, then resumes reading. Anne zooms around in a circle, waving excitedly with her little mew hands. ‘Hiii!’ Elena doesn’t seem to be here yet, perhaps she’s busy… And neither is Marianne. Both are Lucario.

“I love you. You are a wonderful, loved pokemon.” Pass it on to the first ten people on your dash anonymously

I’m afraid I already p-passed it on to ten people on my d-dash! And only ten of the fifty or so I follow are actively posting… Otherwise I’d be s-scrolling for a while!

Q:"I love you. You are a wonderful, loved pokemon." Pass it on to the first ten people on your dash anonymously

angela-sirknight

The still-a-kirlia gasps. “Ahh! T-thank you!”

G’night guys! Like if I owe you a reply.

the-modified-predator:

seamstressblossom:

the-modified-predator:

seamstressblossom:

She nodded a little…. “When… When you think of yourself, d-do you think on you having… kids? A… A wife?”

“NO.”

He answered that question almost automatically. In his current form, he can never have children. And the idea of having a wife is…unlikely. Others aren’t interested in him in that way, and he doesn’t feel the same attraction of love to others.

“N-no? W… why? You’re n-nice enough… Even if you’re different, y’yknow…” she tilted her head, frowning. “D… didn’t you have something like a lover b-before…?”

“I’M…NOT_SURE…”

Now this conversation is directing to his past… He needs to change the direction of this conversation…

“WHAT_ABOUT_YOU?”

“Not r-really, before S-sauron rescued me. I had… lots of c-children, but… the human killed or sold them as soon as they h-hatched.”

the-modified-predator:

seamstressblossom:

the-modified-predator:

seamstressblossom:

the-modified-predator:

“THE_FUTURE?”

He voices his own thoughts. Why the future? There’s not much to talk about it, or at least that’s what he thinks. The future tends to be unknown to many, unless you know it well. Genesect has predicted the moves of his enemies many times, and almost all of his predictions are successful.

“WHY_THE_FUTURE?”

She shrugs a little… “I… It’s not the p-past, and it can’t… hurt you… It holds p-potential, for… for a lot of things..”

After a few moments, he sits down. He crosses his legs under his body, and places his claws on his lap.

“ALRIGHT…WHY_DON’T_YOU_GO_FIRST,_SINCE_I_HAVE_NO_IDEA_ON_HOW_

TO_START.”

She nodded a little…. “When… When you think of yourself, d-do you think on you having… kids? A… A wife?”

“NO.”

He answered that question almost automatically. In his current form, he can never have children. And the idea of having a wife is…unlikely. Others aren’t interested in him in that way, and he doesn’t feel the same attraction of love to others.

“N-no? W… why? You’re n-nice enough… Even if you’re different, y’yknow…” she tilted her head, frowning. “D… didn’t you have something like a lover b-before…?”

the-modified-predator:

seamstressblossom:

the-modified-predator:

“THE_FUTURE?”

He voices his own thoughts. Why the future? There’s not much to talk about it, or at least that’s what he thinks. The future tends to be unknown to many, unless you know it well. Genesect has predicted the moves of his enemies many times, and almost all of his predictions are successful.

“WHY_THE_FUTURE?”

She shrugs a little… “I… It’s not the p-past, and it can’t… hurt you… It holds p-potential, for… for a lot of things..”

After a few moments, he sits down. He crosses his legs under his body, and places his claws on his lap.

“ALRIGHT…WHY_DON’T_YOU_GO_FIRST,_SINCE_I_HAVE_NO_IDEA_ON_HOW_

TO_START.”

She nodded a little…. “When… When you think of yourself, d-do you think on you having… kids? A… A wife?”

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An NSFW Blog concerning the five lovers and one friend of the Zoroark Sauron.

Blossom; A gardevoir with scarred wrists, she stammers when she's nervous and is quite shy. She loves to sew.

Anne; A Mew who enjoys flying around. She was once a human, but was murdered and reborn as a Mew. She's rather playful, and quite naughty.

Elena; A normal Lucario who used to have amnesia. However, most of her memories have returned in the years after. She’s claustrophobic and afraid of floods. She’s kind, but a little jealous as well.

Marianne; Another normal Lucario. She was brought from Iron Island with Curi after professing her love. She gets off on people telling her seductive things. She generally carries a brown bag with her.

Elenila; Sauron’s original crush, she’s a Lucario with a purple scarf wrapped around her torso to cover her breasts. She left her home and traveled to Sunyshore, living there until Sauron found her again. She has quite a collection of books, and wears glasses. She’s quite sweet.

And now one who is not Sauron’s lover, but is friend with Anne so she counts, ish.

Aria the Latias. She’s quite playful when you get to know her, and shy when you meet her. She had her tongue ripped out by a Salamence one night, and now she is unable to talk in her human form. However, she has a pad of paper she will use, and sometimes she’ll talk using Telepathy, although she generally likes to ask permission. Her ‘human’ form consists of a pale, nearly white body, covered in tiny tiny soft feathers/fuzz, with strikingly red hair and pretty sun-colored eyes. She… really has no clothing to wear while she’s in this form, as she’s generally invisible. She covers up in a blanket while in this form.