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I MOVED THIS BLOG.
It’s been months since I last posted on here so I don’t think it matters, but I moved this blog to a new blog. I want to start this muse over again since he was one of my favorites. Anyways, if you want to rp with this muse, go follow.
I MOVED THIS BLOG.
It’s been months since I last posted on here so I don’t think it matters, but I moved this blog to a new blog. I want to start this muse over again since he was one of my favorites. Anyways, if you want to rp with this muse, go follow.
Smiling, Cheshire felt flattered to have been the inspiration to such a great artist. He nodded at the boy in approval, though still confused as to why he wasn’t talking. He didn’t mind though, figured he was probably just shy. Curling up in his previous position, Cheshire laid down again growing more and more fond of Iris by the minute.
How odd. It looked like the cat was smiling back at him and even nodding. It made Iris soundlessly laugh. It was almost like the cat had understood him. But that was ridiculous. Cats couldn't understand humans. He was going to return to his sketch, but then he felt his stomach growl. He sighed. He was getting hungry. He moved to stand. He smiled down at the cat. Although he knew it was a worthless effort, he began to Sign.
"Are you, hungry, kitty?"
The boy looked ready to cry. Astor’s guilt gnawed at him like some kind of beastly demon, watching the other scribble down with shaking hands. He wanted to stop him, tell him he was at fault, but pride had his mouth shut his mouth. Perhaps it was best to let the other ‘talk’, as it were.
But he sincerely wished he hadn’t read what the boy had to say.
For the longest time, he felt an ugly twist inside of him, looking at the plant until his pride could no longer stand the guilt, and he allowed himself to speak.
”Child,”
He looked then, at the boy, the one who had blamed himself for Astor’s actions, as if his disability was the issue.
”Know now that you have done nothing to me. Your condition does not make me uncomfortable, and the handling of dirt would not cause such an issue with me.”
It was either now or never. And Astor would not let the guilt feed on him any more.
”I…admittedly got myself into quite a fluster. I should know better than to snatch someone’s hands. And I should know even more that foolishly walking away from my issue would not solve anything. It’s just, I have not been pleasant to you.”
It was shameful to have to be admitting it, on the street, the boy’s eyes too much for Astor to continue handling. He did not bow his head, merely looked off to the side, embarrassed and awkwardly tapping his finger against his own hip.
”Please, don’t be sorry.”
As much as he wanted to look away -run away- Iris tried to keep his eyes on the male. So far, he had been misled to believe that things were perfectly alright between the two of them. But now he knew better. He would like to avoid any misunderstandings. He was already reeling with the pathetic feeling that he had already.
Iris bit his lip. He had to blink slowly so he wouldn't suddenly find himself with wet tears. He didn't feel like he deserved to cry. It was already in his mind that he had made a mistake.
But this time, he had thought...
The brunet swallowed with difficulty as the man began speaking. He was so worried that he would tell Iris that he was right. His fingers clenched down on the notepad, making indents on his palm. But he stood strong. His heart was in his toes and it almost felt like he could hear roaring in his ears. But he wouldn't run away.
Iris' eyes widened as he read the male's lips. While he couldn't understand everything, he knew the gist and most of what he said. And apparently, he wasn't blaming Iris' deafness on it. It felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. A very heavy weight that he had felt many times before. The need to cry came again, but this time for an entirely different reason.
He tried to stop them. But a few tears managed to scroll down his cheeks before he rubbed at his burning eyes. He couldn't even write down what he was feeling because he was too busy trying to stop the tears.
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Cheshire’s ears twitched upon the noise of scribbling on the paper. Opening his eyes he looked to see what the boy was doing, and saw the pad of paper in front of him. Peeking up and over the edge he noticed the drawing and glanced up at Iris, tilting his head curiously. Of course Cheshire didn’t understand the ailment of not being able to hear so despite that he still let out a soft meow before gently rubbing his head against the hand that was holding the notebook.
While his pencil brushed on the paper, the florist felt previous tension ease away from him. He smiled gently, happy that he's able to so easily feel better by doing something he enjoyed. It was also with the help of the little animal on his lap. He briefly stopped his sketch when he saw he had the cat's attention again. The artist smiled. He didn't speak, but he point at it. He showed it to the cat.
Plant Life - Owl City
Gazing up at him with rapid purring Cheshire wasn’t foolish enough to admit what he really is. Though there were times he would really like to talk to the boy. He reminded him a lot of his previous owner that passed away, so that is why Cheshire chose Iris as the one to visit on a now daily basis. Usually he just visits for a day and never returns, out of fear of someone trying to take him in as a pet, but this one was different. This time he wanted to become a permanent resident of the male’s home. After all, he was kind and gentle just like his last master, and that is exactly what he has been looking for. Cheshire curled his feet up under his body, closing his eyes upon the lap where he was resting, and purred himself to sleep.
Gently petting the black cat, Iris sighed a little. He had been worried for a bit when he didn't see the cat. It had been coming more frequently around his home. And it really helped to have the feline around when he was having bad days which was happening more often than not. The deaf male sighed. He didn't want to think about his situation at the moment. He smiled when he saw the kitten was beginning to sleep. Well, he couldn't move now. So he grabbed his nearby notebook and pencil. Very carefully, he begin to sketch the sleeping cat.
IT’S RARE TO be bothered by people on the streets. She paused briefly before turning to look at the other. ’ Yup? ’
Iris wordlessly held out the wallet. He believed it was hers. He had thought he had saw it fall from her bag. He hoped it was hers. The florist would feel too bad about keeping it otherwise.
{why} don't we just p r e t e n d..--?
✗ ;;--;; awwkus
Snapping from his dazed state, Iris automatically moved out of the way when a person stepped closer to him. He assumed this person was just trying to go somewhere and he was in their way.
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{why} don't we just p r e t e n d..--?
✗ ;;--;; incisxves
Iris blinked and stopped outside his door. He usually would just walk on in. But there was someone sleeping outside his door. The deaf male shifted the bag of food in one arm. Then he reached out and tapped the male on the shoulder.
◣ ✄ ◥ Namishi scratched the side of his head as he read the paper before him. He let out a sigh and looked back to the painting for a moment before speaking once more, his eyes closing in slight irritation.
"God, people can be such assholes… Making fun of someone for things they can’t control…"
He moved his arms to rest behind his head, stretching slightly while trying to keep his anger pent up. He didn’t want to scare this kid off.
"One of the many things that I hate about the human race…"
Iris didn't want to reply. Because honestly, he knew that if he thought about it, he would just wallow in the self pity. He knew his condition wasn't the best. And he knew that he was missing so much because of it. So he just ignored it to the best of his ability. The brunet sighed a little. But then he forced a smile on his face.
It's fine. It's actually really easy to ignore. After all, I can't really know they're saying.
{why} don't we just p r e t e n d..--?
✗ ;;--;; vana--girl
Iris set down the large pots of flowers when he saw the customer enter the small flower shop. Smiling gently, the male quickly looked around. There were no other employees present. He would have to do it himself. HHe stepped closer and smiled and nodded in greeting.
{why} don't we just p r e t e n d..--?
✗ ;;--;; vaincxnt
Are you okay? You don't look too well.
Iris wrote down and showed to her. She looked a little sick.
🅣he girls were quite rushed and rude, but from her perspective, it was perfectly alright: in the streets, what is neccessary is done without further question. That is why her lips weren’t readabe before: now that the issue was solved, she stood quietly in front of the boy, bloody hankerchief in hands.
“Is that better?” Now, she spoke calmly and clear.
Irirs gave a soft wince at the sharp pain from the cut. He didn't think it would feel that bad. And it didn't. At least not as bad as it could have hurt. But it was still a bit painful. The brunet made sure to keep his hand still in order to not have it bleeding again. He stared at her and nodded slowly. He gave her a small smile.
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{why} don't we just p r e t e n d..--?
✗ ;;--;; thesmilingfeline
This cat had been Iris' only sort of company for the past few days. It was nice and friendly, allowing him to pet it whenever he want. The male placed the cat in his lap, smiling happily. It was so cute.
{why} don't we just p r e t e n d..--?
✗ ;;--;; astralveins
His hands were now covered with the paint he had been using. The male had been painting for a couple of hours. But it felt like it's been forever since he's painted so freely. The male bit his lip, staring at the works of art that were spread around him.
