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Helloooo!
Welcome to my blog! It's based on my fanfiction, which you can read here.
If it's your first time here, please read the rules and about pages below:
ABOUT/RULES || PALOMINE || ZĆLIE || THE BABIES || RAT FACTS! || RP WISHLIST! || ALTERNATE VERSES!
And if you have any questions about anything you've read, please feel free to ask! I'll be happy to answer!
P.S.: Opens do not expire! If you see one you like just go ahead and reblog! :)
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ZĆ©lie has done photoshoots with Palomine, dressing the rat in intricate costumes based on historical and legendary figures such as Ophelia and Atilla the Hun. ZĆ©lie is a skilled photographer and Palomine is dramatic so they are quite well-made.
Would your muse own a print?
Yes
No
No, they would own several
For Frillz!
Open!
"Well, I do have a wardrobe, yes..."
Palomine opened a tiny armoire. Inside were dozens of little rat gowns, costumes, suits of armor! Some were her size, but some were quite tiny. Tiny enough for a very photogenic rat baby.
"The Madame and I do themed photoshoots! I do like to wear them, but unfortunately, they do get in the way of climbing and digging and ripping up paper. And should I spill something on them, I cannot just groom them off. They must be dry-cleaned! They are not fit for everyday life. Oh, but they are pretty, are they not~?"
"Yes, just not as a profession." Rose nodded, "They still do fence when they can't reach an agreement. They taught me and my sisters too so we can defend ourselves if need."
Of course, they taught her other ways to fight as well but that wasn't important right now.
"Forgive me for digressing. What would you like to order?"
ZĆ©lie laughed, rolling her eyes. "Oh, yeah, I'm just standing here, blabbing!" she said. "As usual!" Her eyes scanned the menu, then the case of goodies in front of her.
Palomine, naturally, wanted everything she saw. But that would only happen in her little rat dreams.
"I've never been here before, so, what do you recommend? I want something with a little zing! And Her Highness, she likes sweet things," ZĆ©lie scratched behind Palomine's ears. "And crunchy things. But not too sticky, or I'll have to give her a bath, and I don't have the energy."
THEĀ Ā FIVEĀ Ā SENSESĀ Ā Ā /Ā Ā Ā Ā SENTENCEĀ Ā STARTERSĀ .
someĀ Ā mayĀ Ā beĀ Ā nsfwĀ Ā andĀ Ā /Ā Ā orĀ Ā beĀ Ā triggering.Ā Ā
01Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā TOUCH .
ā i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying.Ā ā
ā your touch. it leaves me breathless.Ā ā
ā your touch is unlike any other. ā
āā have you ever felt anything more comfortable?Ā ā
ā feel this. what does it feel like to you? ā
ā i wanted to see what it felt like. ā
āā touch it. i dare you.Ā ā
āā you felt ice cold when i touched you. ā
āā you feel warm to me. ā
āā i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ā
āā i love the feel of your skin against mine.Ā ā
āā i would never touch anyone else.Ā ā
āā i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers.Ā ā
āā donāt you dare touch me. ā
āā i want to feel your lips against my own. ā
āā i can feel your pulse. it jumped.Ā ā
āā let me give you a massage.Ā ā
ā you feel like home to me.Ā āĀ
02Ā Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā TASTE .
ā i love the taste of you. ā
ā i can never forget that taste. ā
ā fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ā
āā no offense, you just arenāt my taste.Ā ā
ā can i have a taste of that?Ā ā
ā i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ā
āā that tasted pretty good actually. ā
āā it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ā
āā nothing taste better than chocolate. ā
āā iāve got something you might want to taste. ā
āā i will forever savor that taste. ā
āā blood has such a metallic taste. ā
āā my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ā
āā howās it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ā
āā you didnāt even taste it. ā
āā trust me, youāll want to taste this. ā
āā i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ā
ā so you tasted it, did you like it? ā
03 Ā Ā : Ā Ā Ā SIGHT .
ā i see you. ā
ā iāve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ā
ā itās too dark, i canāt see anything. ā
āā how can you see anything? itās pitch dark.Ā ā
ā iāve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ā
ā please, just look at me. ā
āā stop staring at me like that. ā
āā get that light out of my face. ā
āā itās so bright outside today. ā
āā whatās wrong? what did you see? ā
āā youāre scared, you must have saw something.Ā ā
āā what i saw, youāll never believe me.Ā ā
āā iāve never seen you before. ā
āā have we seen one another before?Ā ā
āā you see me for what i truly am. ā
āā i didnāt see anything. ā
āā did you see that? ā
ā i canāt believe my eyes.Ā ā
04 Ā Ā : Ā Ā Ā SOUND .
ā shhh, i just heard something. ā
ā did you hear that? ā
ā what is that sound? ā
āā i missed the sound of your voice. ā
ā do you hear me? stay away from me.Ā ā
ā i hear you, loud and clear. ā
āā iām sorry, what was that? i didnāt hear you. ā
āā iāve heard that sound before. ā
āā you didnāt hear anything at all? ā
āā can you hear what theyāre saying? ā
āā aw, i love the sound of music. ā
āā i never said i could hear them.Ā ā
āā wait, hear that? something is coming. ā
āā i could hear screams ā¦Ā ā
āā i heard you all the way upstairs. ā
āā you didnāt just hear that? that sound? that noise? ā
āā trust me, youāre going to want to hear this. ā
ā please, just hear me out.Ā ā
05 Ā Ā : Ā Ā Ā SMELL .
ā what is that smell? ā
ā i have missed your smell. ā
ā you smell nice. ā
āā itās unlike anything iāve smelled before. ā
ā i smell the food cooking from here. ā
ā do you smell that? ā
āā how are you able to smell that? ā
āā no offense but it really smells. ā
āā itās starting to smell. ā
āā tell me, youāve smelled this before. ā
āā i know that smell, itās the smell of lies. ā
āā i can smell you from here. ā
āā are you smelling me? ā
āā i missed the smell of your hair.Ā ā
āā i need to step away, get some fresh air. ā
āā do you smell that? thatās the smell of freedom. ā
āā i could never erase your smell. ā
ā i can smell the fear on you from here.Ā ā
@le-chateau-fromage.
"Knew it! The ladies love the skull tie!"
"Oh, yeah, that thing is dangerous~!"
ZĆ©lie was joking. But not really.
Open!
"I cannot believe people just buy babies," Remy grumbled over dinner. For once, he just picked at it. The topic made him lose his appetite! "Picking out rat genes and making babies and selling them. It's not right! It's unnatural! If it were humans, they'd burn that place down! BUT NO! WHO CARES, THEY'RE JUST RATS."
"Oh, but I had a very nice time there," said Palomine. "They did not mistreat me nor starve me...I would have remembered that, had they done it. Especially at such a young age. And they waited until I was weaned to give me away."
"You mean to SELL YOU. Like a LAMP. As a BABY."
"I really do not see why you are so upset about it. The rat and the human both benefit from it!"
"But it's the PRINCIPLE, Pal...!"
They were having this discussion again.
Open!
"I walk like I am expensive..." Palomine adjusted her ribbon. It was brand new. "Because I WAS~!"
į°š¬ šš°š²š·ššæ .į RANDOM SOFT, COMFORTING, KIND, CARETAKING ACTION PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT. SEND "REVERSE" TO SWITCH THE ROLES OF SENDER AND RECEIVER.
SENDER tucks RECEIVER into bed for the night.
SENDER pulls a blanket higher over RECEIVER'S shoulders.
SENDER presses a cool cloth to RECEIVER'S forehead.
SENDER brings RECEIVER a glass of water without being asked.
SENDER sits at RECEIVER'S bedside until they fall asleep.
SENDER smooths the wrinkles from RECEIVER'S sheets.
SENDER brushes RECEIVER'S hair back from their face.
SENDER warms food for RECEIVER and sets it within reach.
SENDER helps RECEIVER change into clean clothes.
SENDER bandages RECEIVER'S hands carefully.
SENDER stays awake so RECEIVER doesn't have to be alone.
SENDER offers their shoulder for RECEIVER to lean on.
SENDER rubs slow circles into RECEIVER'S back.
SENDER adjusts the pillow beneath RECEIVER'S head.
SENDER carries RECEIVER'S bag when it gets too heavy.
SENDER holds RECEIVER'S hand through the pain.
SENDER wipes dirt from RECEIVER'S face.
SENDER helps RECEIVER sit up gently.
SENDER drapes their coat over RECEIVER without comment.
SENDER reminds RECEIVER to eat.
SENDER cuts food into smaller pieces for RECEIVER.
SENDER cleans blood from RECEIVER'S skin.
SENDER steadies RECEIVER as they stand.
SENDER keeps watch while RECEIVER rests.
SENDER ties RECEIVER'S shoes for them.
SENDER holds RECEIVER when the shaking won't stop.
SENDER presses their forehead to RECEIVER'S
SENDER helps RECEIVER bathe.
SENDER changes RECEIVER'S bandages for them.
SENDER keeps RECEIVER warm through the night.
SENDER sits with RECEIVER so they doesn't feel alone.
SENDER carries RECEIVER when they can't walk anymore.
SENDER hums softly to calm RECEIVER.
SENDER shields RECEIVER from prying eyes.
SENDER braids RECEIVER'S hair to keep it out of the way.
SENDER wipes tears from RECEIVER'S cheeks.
SENDER keeps a hand on RECEIVER'S back in the crowd.
SENDER wakes RECEIVER gently.
SENDER helps RECEIVER breathe through the pain.
SENDER brings extra blankets when RECEIVER starts to shiver.
SENDER waits outside while RECEIVER gathers themselves..
SENDER holds RECEIVER until sleep finally takes them.
Open!
Palomine had created a lovely painting. The color choices and the soft, round strokes reminded the viewer of love itself.
"It is based on the feeling that I get when I eat a fresh yogurt drop~"
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Yes friends
Should your muse be lucky (or unlucky) enough to go to a Lafayette family gathering, they shall find themselves surrounded by:
Circus performers
Race car drivers
Stuntpeople
Professional ballroom dancers
Mortuary makeup artists
A decorated 8-year-old chess prodigy
Artisan chicken farmers
A dog treat bakery owner
Exactly one accountant
And their respective children, if they have any.
If it's a religious event, they will somehow be able to sit quietly in a church for an hour. But afterwards the theatrics will start.
Send āOver the Shoulderā for my museās reaction to suddenly being picked up and flung over your museās shoulder like a bag.
Send āLike a Bagā for my muse to suddenly pick up yours
"What on Earth..."
The small mouse was on her way home from work when she heard the scuffle and yelling. It was common in the busy city of Zootopia but she never expected it to happen today.
She slow her steps in case whoever left the building was in a foul mood.
"So you're just going to stay in there all night?!
"YES! SO YOU HAD MAY AS WELL LEAVE!"
"And what are you going to do when the janitor comes back?!"
"MAYBE I WILL MARRY HIM."
"OH! IS THAT SO!"
Finally, the scene was clear.
In a hallway of the train station, Remy stood, exasperated, in front of a supply closet door. Two suitcases sat beside him. They had both been pushed over. They were leaving a conference, and sometimes traveling really tested a couple's patience, even if it was only a short way from home!
"Funny you should say that," Rose said after giving Palomine a friendly little wave, "My parents were pretty loving to each other. It was my grandfather and father who fought a lot... mostly with swords."
Despite both men being a gentleman in both appearance and personality, the two did debate on a lot of things. Rose could only imagine how hard her father had fought to get grandfather's blessing.
Their jobs didn't help things either.
"Grandpa said he was born in Paris and and mother said that she was born in Colmar."
"Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa," ZĆ©lie held up a hand. "Hold on. Did you say that your grandfather and your father used to swordfight?!" She leaned closer, amazed. "Like, were they fencers or what?!"
Open!
Two familiar voices rang out from around the corner...
"I'M being two-faced?! How could you say that!? Are you SERIOUS?!"
"YES! You say, 'yes, honey, oh we should have children' but y OU WILL NOT EVEN MAKE LOVE TO ME!!!"
Then there was a series of scuffling noises, things falling to the floor, a door slamming.
What the heck was going on?!
Shadow briefly turned his gaze away from his target as the other rat returned with food, and he felt his brow furrow.
Were her whiskersā¦ curly?? He'd seen broken or kinked whiskers plenty of times before, but curly was new, even to one so well traveled.
And then she stopped, sniffed, and seemed to pinpoint his location. Shadow didn't move from the darkness beneath the dresser as he was addressed. Did he know him?
āIn passing,ā he rasped. āHe's not doing well. Not at all.ā
The food she'd brought smelled good. A fitting last meal, if the dying rat could choke any of it down.
"Yes," Palomine glanced over in the ailing rat's direction, concern written all over her face. "Yes, he is very poorly. I do not know what has happened, but he is so tired and confused. His breath has an odd scent. I wonder if perhaps he ate something that he should not have." She turned back to the strange rat. "This food will only do so much. He needs treatment. Do you have any suggestions? I know what would happen if I were to fall ill, but I know that it is...different for wild rats."
Open!
"Circus performers, race car drivers, stuntpeople, professional ballroom dancers, mortuary makeup artists..." ZĆ©lie counted off on her fingers. "Oh, I have one cousin who is an accountant. She's the rebel. But everyone else in my family has a wild job!"
