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xCherryxBlossomsx

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My name is Cherry Blossoms and I hate you.

No, really.



(Rp account; faceclaim is Kiko Mizuhara)

ACCOUNTS

THE GOOD
:iconhe-who-is-like-god::icons-t-a-r-b-r-e-e-z-e::iconraggedy--anne::iconp-e-r-d-i-t-i-o-n:

THE EVIL
:icondye--dye--dye::iconblindsullivan::iconfaithandwine::iconred--horror::icong-g-g-gems:

THE SOLIDER
:iconitsjohnnydoe::iconxojennysmith::iconxcherryxblossomsx::iconrazor--rave::iconsniper-tiger:

THE CIVILIAN
:iconcitizen-winters::iconb--urdened::icondraculoid66136::icondrschlippe:

THE MATYR
:iconkjglittergeek::iconxbogeygirlx::iconpiesexuality:

THE VICTIM
:iconof-waters::iconadrenaline-monster::icondeep-slow-panic::icondroliverthredson::iconboy-who-cried-wolf:

THE PROPHET
:iconbluebirds--illusion:

THE LIAR
:iconrosecollaredcat::iconperfect--misfit::iconmademoisellesalope::icono-x-i-d-i-z-i-n-g::iconof-wilderness:

THE HONEST
:iconthe--wild--goose::iconjumpingjackjackson::iconstguillotine::icons-o-c-i-o-p-a-t-h:

THE LEADER
:iconnow-shallwebegin::iconattofinale:

THE PARIAH
:iconjinx-hex-curse::iconstwinchester::iconits-an-omen::iconinfinite--grace:

THE VICTOR
:iconelectraxheart:

THE MESSIAH
:icongodric--angjelko::iconthe--devil--within:
Now this I like...
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Well. I'm back. If anyone remembers I still exist. Some of you, I hope, might have wonder where I've gone. I've taken a...flight back home, you see. For some reason I suddenly got tired of all the sands and miss the wonderful heather-covered hills of my hometown in Scotland. It was a wonderful few weeks of break from the shitty radiation...Not that there's no radiation there, but at least the amount is refreshingly lower. It's really like another world there, to be honest. Contrasting the neon colors; the town was painted with gentle, pale colors. The sky wasn't a vivid blue but instead, a somber, polite grey. People wore frowns yet th
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So, tell me again why we’re doing this, Evangeline. *Emerson rolls his sleeves up on his shirt; he’s very warm and nervous tonight* Emerson, she’s a really good friend of mine. She and Ethan… Well, I thought they were going to get together, but then things happened. He ended up with Xe and now he’s not even my brother anymore. He refused, so now I have to handle his business. *Eva presses her fingers to her temples, trying to pick up on Cherry’s wave length again* I don’t know if we have discussed this, meine Augen Honig, but I do not have a fondness for him as I do for you and the delicious confe
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I'll raise you your veggie burgers for a bottle of cake vodka.

*Wyatt knocked on her bedroom door, still ever the gentleman even though he's been in and cuddled before XD*

And maybe some potato skins, too, so we don't die from alcohol poisoning.
Cake vodka?

*those words were like a spell that made her rose out of bed, wide awake, and made her way over the stacks of PS2 games to him in four seconds flat*

Alcohol poisoning would be kinda an ironic way to die after all this, wouldn't it?

*she leaned over to his chest, and stayed there a bit, quite still, just breathing, inhaling his scent, feeling his presence, heartbeat*

*when she looked up she maneuvered him over back to the bed, her oversized t-shirt she stole from someone (bloodied hem) dropped over one shoulder, pallid inked skin blue in the TV light*

Oh. I was playing something before I fell asleep, I think. Forgot to turn the TV off.
...hey. 

Hey.

*Wyatt stepped up to the bar, his face still pale with his lack of makeup and longer hair in a little ponytail as he sat down on a barstool, tugging at one of his lip rings as he began to write some notes in a little notebook again* 

Jules is following the faeries again, I think.
...Faeries?

*she gave a different expression when he came in - her face certainly had more color than what she's got now, although her ears were still pink, and she seemed to acknowledge and be annoyed by it, slipping a glass of water over*

There aren't faeries in the Zones. Or did a new breakout of species happened? Fuckin' supernatural magnetic sands.
Faeries. Or she's just visiting those winged avatar kids.  Never tells me where she's going.

*Wyatt blinked in surprise at Cherry's reaction and took the water with a sigh, taking a sip as he tapped a painted finger on the counter in concern more than anything else*

Hell, I know she's an adult but there's shit out there that I'm not sure she can handle on her own. You follow me?
...Then what's that paper in your jacket? Seems too neatly folded to be a bill. Her note, perhaps?

*Cherry rolled her eyes, good-naturedly, couldn't help but be a little sympathetic for him, though; he was just like Sebastian when Jim disappeared, too -

-why was she comparing this boy to her father? how dare she?*

Avatars aren't that bad, they're just kids of horny angels and -

- What? *she blinked at him, eyebrows furrowed* Wh-follow you? What does that - Why do I - Wha -

...If this is a tactic to get me to get on a date, Wyatt Hagan, it's working. Hang on.

*tossed the shift over to the closest person, Milo, who was grinning ear-to-ear as if he heard the whole conversation when he went to the counter, and even called out after her as she tossed her apron and put her jacket on* Behave there, you two! Practice safe sex!

...Ignore him. *she grumbled, scratching her cheek* I'll lead you to the Avatars' house.
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*While slinging his bag over his shoulder Wyatt stepped inside the Velvet bar area as the sun began to set outside, quirking a brow at the decor, however the expression on his face was indifferent towards it and more concerned at the glares the inhabitants were giving him; it wasn't anything new but after seeing one of the male performers onstage wearing makeup he assumed that it must've not been his appearance but something else...perhaps this was a private show?*

*with a concerned sigh he collected himself and clamored his wiry body to one of the barstools, pulling out a picture of Jules and turning it around so it would face the employee working behind the counter*

...um...shit, I hate to bother you; I know you're probably busy as hell but have you seen this girl around? My sister's wandered off again. One damn blink and she's off in another direction. *smiles faintly, his overall demeanor warm and friendly*