World of Felines

Indie Private RP Blog. Multimuse. No minors, no antis. .

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Official Moving Blogs!

Okay, I won't be posting my URL Publicly. Instead I'll be following people from that blog, but like considering my new rules I'm sure a few of you are gonna ditch me so like--

If you don't want to be associated with me anymore, just don't follow back and block me simple as that

Also you might wanna wait til tomorrow to follow back I am still doing tag drops LOL

For those that are following me that have ships with me, prepare because I'm making ship tags for us as you all follow so um hopefully I get a bunch of those listed before I have to go off the radar tomorrow

THIS WILL BE THE LAST POST ON THIS BLOG

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Will try to have the new blog up before I leave, but in case I completely disappear I want you all to know i'll be back next month. I will not have internet until next month. I might be able to briefly check discord messages on data but that is it. Please do not worry, I'll be completely okay!

If you don't hear from me, I'll see you guys next month!

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Considering remaking and only allowing specific people to interact with me from now on...I'm so fucking fed up its not even funny. I don't know how this misunderstanding keeps happening when I make it very clear that I am pro-ship constantly, but I am fed up to the brim and I can't take this anymore.

I fucking hate tumblr. I fucking hate people. I'm done.

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When you have so much muse for a lovely werewolf boi but he's only ever had one thread and its in your queue--

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I'm slowly adding drafts to the queue (I accidentally let my drafts get to 50 again woops) while waiting for the guys to come through and take pictures of the apartment. I seriously dunno why they couldn't wait until we'd fucking moved out, but whatever.

Anyway, I'm going to be for sure moving this Friday. I don't have internet set up at the new place, so what I'm going to do is have my queue full of drafts before I leave and then they'll slowly post while I'm gone. Hopefully this will give some of you your Kitten fix until I can get proper internet next month. But I'll be floating around until Friday in between packing things and cleaning, so feel free to hit me up anytime.

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‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̩̩̥·̩̩̥̩̩̥˚̩̥̩̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ She wasn’t surprised.. Haru seemed to be the type to take care of everyone, especially those that seemed to be smaller and weaker.. She wouldn’t be surprised if he even looked at her that way. She knew she was fragile and dainty but she also knew even the strongest couldn’t do it all alone.  She turned to face him as she looked at the taller boy. “That’s alright.. I just want you to know that no matter how scary things get you can rely on me.. You can call me and I’ll come running. We’re friends Hatsuharu.. and that means I want to be there for you.” 

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Indeed, she did appear fragile to him, but he knew firsthand that those sort of things were just covers. Tohru looked fragile after all, but she was a storm. Kagura looked fragile too, but she hit like lightning.

He was quiet for several moments before finally, he speaks softly, “Can I....talk to you about something then?”

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     He collected dolls? Oh, well, collections were considered hobbies, too…it didn’t always have to pertain to activities. And, if those dolls held any level of sentimental value, it made all the more sense.

     “After dinner, would you be willing to listen to me play another piece? With my violin this time. The event tonight was…the first time I’ve played in front of a large audience.” Winding down with just a single audience member felt like the correct way to go right about now. “If you’re interested, at least…” He could show Reuben his piano, too.

     And maybe his little and growing library of braille printed books. Perhaps he was a little excited about having someone over…

“Sure! I’d love to hear it,” he smiled, genuinely excited. Music was lovely, especially when played with a certain amount of love. Lelouch seemed to have a lot to say through his music. Reuben would always like to listen to it.

Maybe he too, was a little bit excited to have made a friend. A true friend, though he didn’t really consider the others not...yet. He’d never been treated any differently after all.

“If it’s anything like what you played earlier...I’m sure it’s beautiful.”

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     Once seated and positive Suzaku was just going to leave them be–after getting the tea–His husband was giving their guest his plate, wasn’t he? Lelouch sighed quietly. His head was a little fuzzy, but he was going to try to fix that as best he could before bed.

     He started eating his dinner, but soon enough, couldn’t stand the silence.

     “So, Reuben…Besides your ghost show, are there any hobbies you’re interested in?”

His hobbies? He blinked, fork in hand, and paused for a moment as he considered it. “Well, I have a collection of dolls I’ve gotten over the years, mostly from people whose houses we’ve investigated. So one of my hobbies is taking care of those dolls, keeping their hair nice...things like that. Also I have a ferret and he’s a lot of fun to play with. Mr. Snuffles is great and I’m sure he’s making my friend’s life hell right now out of sheer spite.”

He chuckled at the idea. Poor Ash. Well, Ash and Iona. Ash hated the ferret, so the ferret hated him and snubbed him, but Mr. Snuffles loved Iona and liked to sit on her chest.

....Yes. Her chest. So she walked around with him like that.

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“I- it wasn’t hot?! Se- seiko! Hahahaha!” She blushes bright red, wraps her arms around Seiko and smiles. She wouldn’t want to trade this for anything…

“Seiko! W- would you like another one? There’s still some left!” She states, blush still outstanding on her cheeks. “Hm…” she slyly pecks Seiko’s cheeks.

“Oh it was!” It was definitely hot and her tongue was burning, but she couldn’t care less. Seiko nuzzled into the arms wrapped around her, a pleased look on her face.

“I’d love one–” Oh, those kisses–

She wiggles. “Naomiiiii-chan, you’re such a tease!”

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She was incredibly pleased by Naomi's flustered state. "Thanks, Naomi-chan!" She took the cup, deciding not to down this one this time.

"Why don't you have some too, Naomi-chan? I promise it's good, you should try it too."

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     “…It’s supposed to help relieve anxiety,” Lelouch answered, practically clinging to Suzaku’s arm(he still felt a little dizziness), who dutifully helped him inside the modestly-sized home. Once the door was closed, the first thing to happen was lock it, and he removed his shoes, placing them on a mat near the door, and expected Reuben to do the same.

     The inside of the home was incredibly clean, nothing laying on the floor, no furniture out of place. It was immaculate. And, once in this familiar environment, Lelouch actually let go of Suzaku’s arm–despite the lingering dizziness–and walked through the home without any issue. He’d taken the time to memorize every square inch of the house the very moment they moved in.

     He led Reuben to the dining room, where Suzaku was laying out dinner. He might have eaten already, so he didn’t know if he was going to stay and chat with them.

Reuben did indeed follow suit, pushing his boots off and revealing plain black socks. He followed his new friend into the home, taking notice of the strangely clean area....it made him feel out of place, like he was /filthy/ in a way.

He wasn’t sure what about it made him a little uncomfortable inside, but he forced himself to remain calm.

/Don’t panic./

“Smells good, thanks for inviting me. I’m glad you’re getting more to eat, it’ll help you work through that champagne a little easier...though you might still be hungover in the morning. I’d suggest having a glass of water at your bedside tonight.”

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"---Why do I get the feeling that fuckwit is insulting me again?"

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     Almost home…they should be there shortly. It shouldn’t be too much longer at all…hopefully. His hands slowly loosened on the seatbelt.

     Again, he was about to respond, but the car came to a stop and he was a little too excited to get out, but he waited for his husband to open the door for him. Now on solid footing again, holding Suzaku’s hand, he paused.

     “Would you like some tea, too…? I have some rose tea inside.”

The atmosphere felt thick for a few moments, but then the car stopped and without speaking he withdrew his hand. 

By the time he’d come round to the other side of the car, his smile was plastered back on like it had never left.

His chest still felt heavy.

He ignored it like he always did.

“Rose tea? I don’t think I’ve ever tried it. Hopefully it’s better than Ash’s coffee. He drinks it completely plain, that scandalous hog.”

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     “There’s…no other way to get a new one?” The gesture was doing well, physical touch easing his neves, though he knew Suzaku would further help with a cup of rose tea when they returned home. It was always a given that his anxiety would be raised whenever he had to accompany the Knight somewhere and the transport had to be done by car.

     The alcohol almost made him forget what Reuben said his job was, so he opened his mouth to ask–only for it to crawl back in at the last second.

     “…Would you accept a donation?”

     It didn’t cost too much to take care of him. He was only blind, there wasn’t much that went into taking care of a blind person. They were perfectly capable of living on their own, but he was definitely a special case.

Honestly, he hadn’t been expecting that. The other man was kind, wasn’t he? Something softened in his expression, but knowing that the other couldn’t see, he didn’t try to hide the conflict in his eyes either.

“It’s okay...I don’t do it for the money.” He breathed out quietly, “accepting money like that without doing a service...it would almost feel like taking advantage of your kindness. I can’t do that. I’d rather earn it.”

Earn...

His smile grew pained. Really, what had he ever managed to earn in his life?

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It has been awhile since our last visit! How are you doing? Anything fun going on? Also here’s a daily reminder that you are very valued and your presence is always a pleasure to have around. 🐱

Hello friend, I am about to move in a couple of days and I am also going to end up adding some characters to this blog soon, so look forward to that~ Thank you so much.

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     That gesture was meant to calm and reassure, he assumed. This conversation…was it meant as a distraction, or just to continue the conversation so Suzaku wouldn’t be worried while he was driving?

     Either way, he didn’t know. He wasn’t going to ask. He didn’t have the mental capacity for it right now.

     “Is that really…reliable?”

Indeed, that was the purpose. Better to be distracted by Reuben’s nonsense than having a constant panic attack after all.

“Not really,” he says way too happily. “But like, it does its job, which I’m grateful for since the rest of us don’t have cars. The business doesn’t really pay well, so we can’t afford more than the one.”

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Walter let out a pleased moan, his tendril trembling from the pleasure and growing warmer from the heat of her mouth. He shuffled, a clear tent growing in his pants, and he panted as his cheeks and neck heated up...

“G-Good....feels...” He whined. “D-Dez....d-don’t stop--”

How ironic, it was the clearest sentence he had spoken in a long time.

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How foolish was she? She thought she was his friend? He clenched his fists tightly, clenching his jaw tight. He didn’t blame her for that specific thing really, but...he still didn’t understand why she was so stubborn.

“You don’t even know anything about me,” he growled and pulled his hand away. “--They probably didn’t even tell you what happens to the fuckin’ cat, did they? How fucked up it is? How I am living a sham that’s gonna end the moment I graduate? How they all look down on me?”

How he was a /monster/?