﹒ 𑣲　𓏼　nyan ⌣ .

𝑘𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑦       𝐜𝐚𝐭     ᵎᵎ

[ballerinya]

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ ballerinya. low-activity and friends-only marie kim loosely inspired by disney's THE ARISTOCATS's marie. follows back from 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗍. affiliated with @enlairs .

[ballerinya]

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ tucks a lock of hair behind her ear and watched as the man quietly slipped away once he saw she's 'taken'. this ruse might come in handy, contradicting her original reaction to the suggested idea. glancing up, marie slips out of his grip once they're alone, sitting herself back down on the lounge chair by the pool. "thank you." she offers a small smile, reopening her parasol. "this might not be such a bad idea." @daemonry + 𖾕𖾝꙼ᩚ𛲕𖾟 .ᐟ

[mortdubonheurmasculin]

[ballerinya]

starter .. call ..

[brunettegoldie]

[mstrqifrey]

“ I never claimed you did. but from what i saw, you certainly weren’t making much effort to end it quickly, either. ” he sighs, watching as the other cat scampered away, but not without one final hiss aimed at the two of them. “ it may do you well to work on your anger, my dear. - are you hurt ? ”

[ballerinya]

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ "i needed to defend myself. she couldn't leave a scratch on my face, or worse, injure my feet." both quite precious to her job. "i was not angry. again, it was self-defence." she's surprisingly calm now, perhaps because it's not the first time it happened. nodding, she hums a little low, eyeing the scratches left on her arm. "i'm alright." palm pressed to them. "i'm sorry you had to witness that. it wasn't very ladylike of me." to let someone else see it, anyway.

[ballerinya]

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ practice for giselle ran late and marie had stayed even later afterwards as its prima ballerina. tired feet and body, ready to head home; but running into rue, who seemed to have been doing the same, she waves, biting down on a small protein bar. "are we going to the lounge tonight ? lucien invited me but i thought about just heading home." the ballet master always was so persistent with seeing her after practice. @enlairs + 𖾕𖾝꙼ᩚ𛲕𖾟 .ᐟ

[ballerinya]

we stan a hand that's bigger than her face

[ballerinya]

01. avoids eye contact or looking at the floor.

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ feline gaze matched; dipped to her feet on the floor, fingers playing with her manicured nails of pink glitter on white. the waiting period must be excruciating for @verreprincesse , leaving marie unsure of what to do or say to make her feel better. results would be up soon to see if ella had gotten the role of prima ballerina in her performance, sat next to the girl. reaching over, she places a comforting hand on top of hers, lingering while they waited.

[hollowprompts]

` * 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 : 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴. 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 (+ 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦) 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦.

𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 -

01. avoids eye contact or looking at the floor. 02. wringing hands together in silence. 03. fidgeting with the hem of their shirt, unable to stay still. 04. looking at receiver in long silence before looking away. 05. silently leaves a folded note on the table in front of the other. 06. touches the others arm but pulls back out of guilt.

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 -

01. slams fist onto a table without saying a word. 02. exhaling sharply through their nose and clenching their jaw. 03. throws an object across the room. 04. crossing their arms tightly, digging fingers into their own skin. 05. pacing the room with heavy steps. 06. glares at the other with a clenched fist.

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 -

01. gently pushing stray hair behind the others ear. 02. resting their forehead against the others. 03. cups the others face with both hands. 04. pressing a kiss to the others forehead in silence. 05. lingering touches against the others face. 06. wraps their arms around the other from behind and rests their head on the others shoulder.

𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 -

01. wiping their eyes before someone can notice. 02. pressing their face into a pillow to muffle sobs. 03. pulls the other into a desperate hug and wont let go. 04. silently reaching for the others hand, needing comfort. 05. walks into the room with red-rimmed eyes and no words.

𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 -

01. spins the other around without warning in a hug. 02. links arms with the other and tugs them along happily. 03. provides the other with a handmade gift. 04. tackles the other in a sudden and joyful hug. 05. kisses the others cheek unexpectedly and grins.

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 -

01. backing away slowly and looking for exits. 02. hiding behind the other and peeking around. 03. flinches at sudden movement from the other. 04. presses their back against the wall with eyes darting around the room. 05. jumps at a noise and instinctively grabs the others hand.

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠

01. tucks a blanket gently around the other person's shoulders. 02. applies a bandage with slow and deliberate care. 03. brings them food and water and watches to ensure they eat. 04. runs fingers through their hair in efforts to soothe. 05. rubs soothing circles on the others back while they cry. 06. stays silently by the others side in support without saying a word.

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

01. raises a hand but hesitates. 02. grips the others arm a bit too tightly. 03. pushes the other away with more force than necessary. 04. turns their back on the other to begin walking away without a word. 05. rips a shared photo in half without a word. 06. steps in closely with cold and narrowed eyes.

[ballerinya]

staring down at her, petting her fur. fluffy..

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ @daemonry caught her in her most vulnerable form. a small cat in a pink bow who purrs when petted. how humiliating, honestly. mentally forcing herself to fight her instincts, she puffs back into her normal human form, gently pushing his hand away.

"a bit rude of you to do that without my permission, don’t you think ?” she keeps a regal tone, brushing her fingers through any locks of hair that went astray.

[limblcss]

The blonde tilts his head to one aside at the question... doesn't she sees his feet?

❝ With my feet... ? Oh... you mean how I am in one piece not having limbs? Magic... ❞

The only truth, magic, not even him has an answer! he was created by a nymph to protect the universe, that would be the short answer...

[ballerinya]

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ magic. this shouldn't be so hard to swallow since she's not even a regular human, either. but it is. "mhm ... can you feel anything in those missing limbs ? or ... is it air ?" she can't find a more eloquent way to put her question, nor a more organized way to arrange her thoughts at the moment.

[joohywks]

“none of them is my ideal type”

Song Ji A in Single’s Inferno (2021) — EP01

[ballerinya]

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ she's seeing things, right ? "where's ... how's your body standing ?" @limblcss + 𖾕𖾝꙼ᩚ𛲕𖾟 .ᐟ

[thesilvermoonrays]

A part of him envied that. Inuyasha didn't have that option. His ears could flatten, blend in with his silver hair to an extent, but they could never vanish. Only a full yōkai could properly transform. The transformation he knew was against his will, and only one night of every month. A transformation he hated more than anything.

Being human meant feeling heavy. Weak. Getting tired more easily, and worst of all, getting sick if someone so much as breathed on him.

"Save your apology. I got a thicker skin than that." He'd been only moments from pressing his arms into his sleeves. Then she used that...

Whatever the fuck she just said.

"I'm not a what? How the hell should I know? I'm not even from this country, lady."

If she wanted to use words he hadn't figured out yet, Inuyasha could attempt the same.

"いぬやしゃ。" A palm placed upon his own chest. That would probably be easy enough, it was his name. That didn't change for any language. "にほんじんだ。いぬはにょ。いいだろ？"

[ballerinya]

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ "it's still the polite thing to do." the ladylike thing. her mother thing. he was a lot more rugged in language and manner, with a clear lack of etiquette and so it surprised marie that his attitude toward another didn't match that. or maybe she was overthinking it, as she usually did around those that left her feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

paused, his words sinking in. huh ? "a bichon frisé is a dog breed ──" she began explaining when he suddenly spoke what she could only assume was japanese. that would make more sense than her inquiry, since bichon frisé were small and cute; quite the opposite here.

"inuyasha ... is that your name ?" given his gesture, but the rest she couldn't decipher. even her korean was weak compared to her french. "mhm. sorry, i don't speak japanese. i'm korean."

[thesilvermoonrays]

Ah, that explained the smell that went deeper than anything related to clothes. Shameless, wasn't she? Or, maybe this was an ordinary thing in this country. Granted... this woman was clearly not demonic in nature. Whether or not it would be different if anyone found out the nature of his canine features would be evident if he told someone.

There were some things that didn't need to be known.

"Keh. So, we're sharin' ears now?" With one tug of his bandana, silver hair that had been pulled back flowed wildly, as it so naturally did. Most prominently, the silver-furred dog ears were in plain view.

"Hey look, we match. Ain't that somethin'? If you're gonna make a big deal out've it, that's a you problem. I get hostile when someone gives me a reason to be hostile."

[ballerinya]

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ a white dog, she notes. at least this one didn't seem ready to chase after her, or shout profanity, or try touching her. she has a strong prejudice against dogs in general, despite her mother always telling her there's kind ones. hm.

"very well." she sighs, walls of defence lowering as her ears disappear back away from the human eye. "my apologies if i offended you."

something else seems off about his energy, but marie holds her tongue this time. perhaps mixed with a breed she's unfamiliar with; whatever it is, she simply eyes him for a moment. "you're not a bichon frisé, are you ?"

[thesilvermoonrays]

"Is that so? Y'know there are dog people in the world, right?" It was meant to be figuratively, but for his case, it was technically literal. He was a dog hanyō. Just with his ears hidden, this was a time period, and country for that matter, where he'd only really seen humans.

And yet...

The cat in her was so obvious to his nose. Did she think she had anywhere to speak?

"What, are you a cat person?" She could take that any way she wanted.

[ballerinya]

ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ "so you're a dog person. you'll forgive me for not bouncing with joy, every dog person i've met has been pretty hostile." regardless of the meaning, marie can tell there was something non-human there. his scent giving him away. "i am." just for this, her white ears sprung up.