#cat roleplays

[justmilah]

@wxckedwxns​ continued from here

“Not in the way I’d like! There’s a cute policeman who comes into my shop sometimes.” She glanced around because, knowing her luck, he could be lurking around a corner somewhere. “He still won’t take the hint that I want to climb him like a tree.” She huffed and poured sugar into the cup of coffee she had. “That guy came by trying to buy my shop again. Add to that, the supplies I’d ordered months ago came in late, and of course all at once, I have a sale to organize for, my part time help quit because of something silly like finals, and I am realizing now you were mostly just being polite when asking so I apologize.” She looked up at her and smiled. “So how are things?”

[justmilah]

how pure are you?

“Well. Looking at the company I prefer to keep, of course.”

(And then for funsies.)

“Well that’s not right, he’s the company I prefer to keep.”

[justmilah]

✘ - to wipe tears away from my muses eyes (Snow)

@storiesxtold some meme I posted years ago

Milah was not sure how Snow had found her. She had not even realized she'd started crying until she felt the tears being brushed away.

In the Underworld, the lack of life had made the permanence of death bearable. People lived, they died, and they either went to the Underworld or they moved on one way or another. Now, though, with a heart beating in her chest once more, she felt the fragility of life all around her. She remembered all too clearly what the Underworld had made her forget: that life was the journey one traveled to get there, not a means to an end.

She knew, of course, that the 'beloved son' chiseled on the stone was not for her, but it struck her far harder than the name below it had. The name she had given him had been struck out through history, and she was not even sure if she was allowed to mourn the man with the name on the stone. But she would mourn the boy.

"We were on our way back for him," she admitted, thick voice hard to work through her sore throat. She hadn't told anyone about that, not living at least, and she was not sure what Killian had told them. "And now he'll never know."

[justmilah]

tiredsoliloquy asked: ❛ you can hold my hand, if you want. ❜ baby Em or teen Em, up to you!

@tiredsoliloquy - &. 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. - accepting

"May I? That is very sweet of you." Milah accepted the small, offered hand, only slightly sticky from a recent treat. "I didn't realize movies could be so scary. It all looks so...real."

She was determined not to hide behind the toddler, but the couch was already littered with the popcorn she'd sent flying with a shriek at the last jump scare.

[justmilah]

tiredsoliloquy asked: ♛ - Em runs into Milah with their skateboard. I'm thinking maybe their first/one of their first interactions after Em's back to being a teen

@tiredsoliloquy - Oops! First Interactions - accepting

Dearest Search Engine, What are 'mental health issues' and do I truly have them? Kindest Regards, Milah.

Milah still was not sure what the big fuss over this Google thing was. Every time she asked a question, and politely, even, it never came back with the results she was looking for. She sighed and slipped her phone back in her pocket, determined to not let that ruin her day.

However, a bit of a maple monstrosity ramming into her ankle might just. "Bloody fucking hell, I'm going to--Em!" Murdering the now teenage boy was not an option. Besides, Milah liked Em. Or did while he was a toddler. She was not sure how they would get along when he was in a moody teen phase that Milah had no experience with.

Still, she smiled at him the best she could while rubbing her ankle. "How are you, darling? Readjusting well?"

[justmilah]

“Mama?” Bae asked as he made his way over to his mother, “What’s for supper? It smells delicious!”

@sinumsolis gets mama Milah always

Milah had stared at the stew for what felt like ages, watching the ladle move the bits of vegetables and sparse bits of meat around the pot. Baelfire's voice brought her focus back to the present and her mood up all at once. She turned and smiled at him, fingers coming up to sift through his dark curls. "Stew, darling. There was a rabbit in the snare, so I thought I'd add it." She pulled up a bit in the ladle, blowing on it for a moment before bringing it down for him to taste. "Does it need anything?" Whatever he said, she hoped they had it.

[justmilah]

❝ stay here, i'll run you a bath. ❞

- Snow & Milah. Snow finding Milah right as she’s returned from the underworld and brings home with her to help her settle and find out how she’s back-

@snowbellsxquiver - ✷ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; FLUFF EDITION ( . 01 ) - accepting

Her eyes couldn't stop moving around. There was so much more blue here than she was used to. The persistent haze of red that was in the Underworld was gone. Her head jerked toward Snow, concern drawing her eyebrows together. "Is a bath alright?" Water, once something she loved, had become a nightmare over the decades in the Underworld. It had become best to avoid it altogether unless a person knew for certain.

Milah sat perched on the edge of the couch and looked around. While she had never been inside, she had certainly seen it from the outside. She knew James had not been fond of the place, had believed it was there as another way to taunt him, but then again that man had been so full of himself and hot air she had almost been surprised when he didn't just float over the water. David was...going to be an adjustment.

Then again, so was Snow. And Emma. And Killian. And Henry. But at least it all felt like good adjustments.