#werexcat

[splinter-sister]

A cowboy, a cat and a punk walk into a bar.

@gunslinginnhogtyin @werexcat

[overx]

How hard is it for you to approach new people you want to interact with?

Anxious Munday Meme! [still accepting]

[[Oh I am the worst at this. There are people I have been mutuals with for literal years and never spoken to until a third party introduced us directly. And not just mutuals but like, we have followed each other across several different blogs (both mine and theirs) for mulitple years levels of bad.

Some examples of this include but aren't limited to my wife Cris (@thegatesofinfinitespace ) and Spoop ( @darckcarnival ) and in both cases someone else had to put us into a group chat before we started talking. Oops.

I try to at the very least send memes / asks/ headcanon stuff to people who I'm moots with as a sort of gentle ice breaker but even that is kind of tough for me at times.

I also am pretty bad at DMing people first. I've managed it a handful of times in the past but that required me already knowing they were interested (they sent asks, liked for starters, etc). Like in theory I know if we're following each other, people want to interact with me, but in practice I am very bad at remembering it.

Most of the people you see me regularly interacting with and reaching out to approached me first and did so several times. They have effectively brute forced me into friendship and it's working 10/10 love my extroverted buddies because without them I would be lost.]]

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

He’s sneaking because he assumes that Butch is asleep and because the blonde is so apparently “asleep”, he has an in to leave sneaky kisses on warm cheeks even though it made his own face flush with warmth as the soft affection.

Butch deserved it though—and more.

// @werexcat

Gabe would be correct in his assumption that Butch is fast asleep, exhausted from a day full of various activities. Usually he’s a very light sleeper, even the smallest of movement or touch would easily wake him but with Gabriel around, he feels… much safer and more comfortable at that. Like he won’t be jumped in the middle of the night by god knows what.

Because he’s in such a deep sleep for a change, the kiss doesn’t wake him. His eyelashes twitch briefly and he stirs a bit, turning over with a tired groan and curling in on himself, his imp tail curling around him. He had never been this comfortable before.

[as-above-rp]

"Don't chase the rabbit" / for Kairi.

Send me "Don't chase the rabbit" and your muse will be shown a random memory from my muse's past.

A voice calls out to Gabe in whispers overlapping, all around him;

'Ah, a new plaything stumbling into my lair? How refreshing. You have the smell of another on you. Someone you hold in high regard. But she has secrets. Would you like to know one?'

A hand reaches out of the shadows, all black and cloaked in smoke, and grabs the front of his face.

'Sleep. And you will dream of a secret. What you do with the knowledge is no concern of mine. I seek only to watch the chaos that unfolds after~'

Gabe's vision would fade, and he would find himself as a first person captive in someone else's memory...

[CW; MENTIONS OF CHILD ABUSE, FAMILIAL LOSS, HOSPITALS]

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Kairi's body felt heavy all over. It had felt like concrete ever since she woke up in the hospital, with her head and feet being the heaviest of all. The back of her head throbbed from the raised swelling, the stitches holding together the skin that had split from being slammed into the wall a week prior. Everything hurt so much that she had grown completely numb; she didn't even cry when the doctor's came to tell her that her mother had called to deliver the news that her father had passed away. It was just like her mother to not even bother delivering the news in person.

Himeno, Kairi's mother, treated everyone around her like playthings and messengers--mere servants to do her bidding. She didn't lift a finger when Kairi's dad became bed ridden--Kairi had done everything! From administering his medicine to cleaning him up and helping him change, to feeding him--she only left his side to use the restroom herself, or when she was pulled aside for private tutoring. She dropped out of her private middle school to take care of her father before her mother would even consider taking less hours at work. Kairi was happy to take care of her father; but it shouldn't have been her burden alone.

But thanks to her mother, Kairi had missed even being by his side in his final moments.

Her mother had come in while Kairi was administering the treatments that they had both worked on together; a possible cure for their hereditary heart disease. It was his passion, and Kairi had picked up the torch as soon as she was old enough to hold a beaker. But her mother, materialistic and narcissistic as always, saw Kairi injecting the solution into his IV and accused her of trying to kill him. She flew into a rage, saying Kairi was trying to prevent him from meeting with their lawyer to finalize his will. She pleaded with her mother to listen, but she wouldn't hear a word of it. She chased Kairi out of the room with murder in her eyes, fire magic crackling in her hands. Kairi tried to flee, but her mother caught up to her quickly; she was grabbed by the throat and slammed into the wall, splitting a nasty gash in the back of her head. By the time she had gotten herself up off the floor, there were dancing orange and gold lights outside.The last thing she remembered before blacking out, was seeing her father's greenhouse and all his research up in flames.

Now, Kairi was on her way home after the worst week of her young life. Her mother had only come up to the hospital to sign the release forms and take her home. In the 10 days she had spent recovering in the hospital, her mother didn't visit once. And the whole way home, she was griping at her daughter;

"You look like a skeleton. What did they feed you in there? You better not have forgotten to watch your calories while you were being doted on like a spoiled brat."

Kairi just stared down at her hands in her lap, her voice quiet and meek. "Yes, ma'am."

"As soon as you get home, you need to shower and help Millie pack up your father's things." She glanced to Kairi, golden eyes sharp and scrutinizing. "God, your hair is a trainwreck. Did they really have to shave that much off to stitch you up? Honestly, it wasn't even that bad. Did you tell them you had a competition in a week?"

"...no, ma'am." I was unconscious from you slamming my head into a wall, she wanted to say. But Kairi held her tongue--she knew better.

Her mother clicked her tongue in disappointment. "Of course you didn't. Anything to try and get out of the one thing you and I do together. Well we've already paid all the fees and bought your dress. We'll just have to do something else about your hair..."

Her mother's voice became white noise as Kairi looked outside the window. Her looks were one of the few things Himeno took pride in when it came to her daughter; Kairi had bright hazel eyes the color of warm ocean waters, and freckles from head to toe. Her hair was the color of wheat, shiny, thick and healthy hanging down to the middle of her back. She was the spitting image of her father, down to her nose. The only physicality she had of her mother was her strength and her curves, but her diet was strict so that she didn't get too plump in the wrong places. Kairi didn't inherit any of her mother's Oni traits; no horn, no red skin, no golden eyes. Her mother always said it was a good thing. Macro men didn't like women who looked like demons, she would say. Kairi could care less.

When they got home, Millie was waiting for them on the front steps. She greeted Kairi with a warm smile and an eager hello. Kairi tried to muster a hello in kind, but she could barely even manage the faintest curl of her lips into a forced smile. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the charred frames of their greenhouse leaning around the side of the house. Kairi didn't dare look at it.

Her mother walked right past her, but stopped to glare at Kairi after she'd stepped inside. "Are you listening to me? I said go take your shower. NOW."

"...Yes, ma'am."

Her mother rolled her eyes and turned her back to them, pulling out her phone. As she disappeared down a hallway, Millie leaned down to speak to Kairi.

"Miss Kairi do you need any help washing your hair? I don't imagine you should be getting the stitches wet."

Kairi shook her head. She had been surrounded by strangers, noise, and potent smells for 10 days. She just wanted some time alone.

"Alright. I'll be in your father's room getting things ready. If you need anything, just come and find me."

With a nod, Millie left to go upstairs. Kairi stood alone in the foyer, slowly looking around. She was in fact home...but it didn't feel like a home anymore. It felt just as sterile and lifeless as the hospital. There were no smells of hot oil, or seafood, or spices anymore. The plants here were expensive fakes. It was warm, but not in a welcoming and cozy way; warm in the same way a sauna or a gym felt--suffocating and sticky. She would have almost preferred the freezing cold of her hospital room.

Eventually, Kairi made her way over to the stairs leading up to the second floor. She dared not to move too quickly, lest she be hit with another fainting spell and end up passed out at the bottom of the steps. She passed the reading room, her own bedroom, and stopped in front of the bathroom door. The next door down was the spare room her father had been using when he was on bedrest--her mother had him moved there when the equipment 'kept her from getting any sleep'. Kairi forced herself to turn back to the bathroom door and step inside. She undressed from the tshirt and sweats her mother had brought for her to change into, and passed the sink to turn on the shower...but she stopped when she caught a reflection of herself in the mirror. She really did look like her father; sunken eyes and tired bags, a paleness to her already fair skin. She reached up to feel the back of her head, running her fingers over the stitches and soft buzzed hair around it. It was rather large, a 4 inch split with 14 stitches holding everything together, and an extra inch and a half shaved around the whole thing. Trying to style her hair to cover it would be tedious, but doable with how long it was...

And then, an idea hit her. An impulsive one. Kairi looked at the top drawer on the left side of the sink. She stared at it for a few seconds before opening it up. Slender fingers reached in and pulled out the electric razor she had been using to fix her father's hair when we was too weak to go out to get it cut. She remembered the first time she tried to use it on him, when she left a large bald spot on the top of his head. She was mortified, but he just laughed and made a joke about always wanting to see how he'd look as one of the Three Stooges. The memory made her smile a little, and tears sting in her eyes.

Kairi sniffled, and looked back at her tired reflection in the mirror. She could see her father in the wet reflection of her own hazel eyes, the same color as his, putting a hand on her shoulder for encouragement. She turned on the razor, the blades whirring to life. Taking a deep breath, and keeping one hand over her stitches to protect them, she made the first swipe down the middle of her head.

[tribus-semitae]

“What’re we looking for again?”

"I told ya we are lookin for exhaust manifold! It kinda looks like brass knuckle just ain't for ya hand but engines!" she invited him to join her on a scavenger hunt in a junkyard in the small town. She was hired to fix an old car and right now she was hunting for spare parts, he was there as an extra pair of ears and hands.

"Any luck so far Gabe? "

[misfxts]

I for Ichi!!

Valentine Alphabet! @werexcat

I - I LOVE YOU: Does your muse find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

Depends on the situation! If she's the first person to say it-- the words do take a little time to work it's way out of her mouth, but not like pulling teeth levels of difficult.

But if the other party has done so first, she feels much more secure in saying it.

[sweet-chimera]

Drop this sunflower🌻into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! Let's spread a little sunshine ☀️ Yipee!

// SO MANY-- ME AND YOU NEED TO RP MORE I HAVE A MIGHTY NEED

[strebcr]

Drop this sunflower🌻into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! Let's spread a little sunshine ☀️ Yipee!

Thanks bestie 👍

[hxzelwallflower]

@werexcat liked for a starter ! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

❝ Oh— sorry I didn't realize this spot was taken ! ❞

Having made herself comfortable the last ten minutes waiting for her coffee the man's belongings went unnoticed in the opposite seat , only seeing them upon looking under the table .

While she's usually more careful about spotting occupied booths she was still trying to wake up after a long night of work .

[dragonskxn]

“No! Do not see me!“ / Imp!Gabriel !

Dracula Starters

"Ah-" She quickly covered her eyes, lest she see anything she was not meant to see.

"Why? What's wrong? Have I interrupted something?"

[airxn]

Airin waves off the man's suspicion. " Nah, we've never met before– I swear it, prietene. " He continues to snack on his little cone of popcorn, but that smug grin of his doesn't leave. " You thinking of someone else? "

@werexcat has crossed paths.

[splinter-sister]

@gunslinginnhogtyin @werexcat you two know. :3

[overx]

Is your muse comfortable with public displays of affection? (Alexander)

Vanilla Sunday Meme [still accepting!]

Yes, yes, and also yes! Alexander is not shy about when he likes someone. Platonically, romantically, or sexually. He's pretty straightforward about his feelings (maybe that's the partial canine part of him talking), but he doesn't see much reason to hide it.

Hugs, cuddles, handholding, smooching, all fine honestly. Who cares if someone else sees a little joy? In his mind there's never a bad time to express love and affection, verbal or physical.

He's particularly fond of the fact his partner and friends use lots of nicknames / pet names (Alex, Xander, Lexi, etc) rather than being super formal with him. Even seemingly small things like that make him very happy. Occasionally it can be a little hard for him to have self restraint with others, but he'll try his best if be thinks someone isn't comfortable.

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

CONTINUED. // @werexcat

Somehow he doubts that’s the reason they were staring, but it’s pretty hard to want to get up to clock someone in the jaw when Gabriel makes himself comfortable in his lap like that!

Face heating up a bit, Butch is quick to wrap his arms around the other males form from behind where he’s seated himself, peering over his shoulder towards the ones who had been assaulting Gabriel with their eyes with a mean glare.

It was sweet how naive Gabe could be sometimes; it’s enough to soften his expression some. “I’m… pretty sure they were starin’ ‘cause yer fuckin’ hot.” With his words comes a squeeze he gives Gabe’s body in his arms.

“I’M pissed ‘cause it’s disrespectful—I mean, I’m right here!”

[as-above-rp]

⌨️ — what operating system(s) do you use?

📱 — mobile or desktop version of tumblr?

🖥 — favorite platform besides tumblr?

🎮 — favorite video game(s)?

⌨️ — what operating system(s) do you use?

My laptop and my phone. I've been saying I'll save up for a proper desktop for YEARS, but i never seem to hold onto money long enough to get there before my laptop dies on me DX

📱 — mobile or desktop version of tumblr?

I prefer desktop because i can edit and trim posts WAY easier than mobile. I prefer writing on my laptop usually too, unless i'm in a hurry and I need to type really fast...or i'm laying in bed--then I'll use my phone.

🖥 — favorite platform besides tumblr?

Discord! That's how i keep in touch with everyone! I honestly prefer writing/RPing on Discord too, but i get why most folks prefer to use tumblr.

I'm also willing to share my Username with mutuals, if they ask <3

🎮 — favorite video game(s)?

One game that I will NEVER get tired of restarting and playing is Stardew Valley. The farming sim/story driven mix is so good, and i love trying to romance every single member of Pelican Town xD

I also really love The Last of Us (the first game, the second one made me bawl my eyes out)--that was SUCH a good blend of zombies, 3rd person shooting and storyline! And the 2 latest God of War games....just, everything about them is so good, from they tackled Norse mythology, to the relationships between Kratos/Atreus/otherss, the twists and the humor--UGH, so good <3

[forestofforever]

"You're laughing at me!" Gabriel might be stuck in the thicket--and this might be all his own fault--but he was well and truly stuck even though the awkward positioning was HILARIOUS. / for Wester!

"I'm not!"

Okay, he totally was, but in his defense, the other's position was really funny. He would've probably been surprised by how the other had even managed to get himself stuck in the thicket like that to begin with, but he was too busy trying to hold back his laughter.

Wester was generally more the type to start helping right away, but honestly? He didn't have the slightest idea how he was even supposed to. There was a pretty significant chance that he'd just get stuck alongside Gabriel.

"Try to hold still, I'm sure I can get you out somehow."