Studio Bones could really do with an extra pair of helping hands to support Bungou Stray Dogs, and that is why I (*'︶'*) volunteer as tribute~
*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*
This book is supposed to be taken as a joke. I am not applying for a position, and y...
Immediately fell in love with this baby's eyes from episode one, they're so pretty I want a stone the colour of his eyes Flashbacks to Love Stage
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📖Story time📖
Achievements first: I managed to sleep 5 hours last night!🎉
Still, my dreams are usually a whole mess — one day I'll give you details on “The pescatarian Alpaca”.
It hasn't snowed in England for a while — not enough to settle — but there was snow in the garden, up to my knees. Though I was wearing shorts and a short-sleeve shirt, I wasn't cold at all, and had a book in my hand to go read outside; I'm in the habit of doing that at times, but I started questioning life when there were three cats in the kitchen living their everyday lives and greeting me in English.
So get this: I've had plenty of cats and would be able to tell all of them apart despite the litter always being triplets in which two would be identical — you know, #catmumthings. Still, I couldn't recognise these cats from anywhere but I sort of accepted it when my mum didn't mind them and there were dogs in the garden waiting for me to play with them... Again, I've had three dogs but none that looked like those chilling in the snow.
The moment I step into the snow one of them evaporates and this other white Terrier starts jumping around happily, jumping the fence multiple times before going back to the neighbour and bidding me adieu...
Then the garden turns into a cat banquet and there's these cats that travelled the world with their families attending it, sitting at the table like civilised royalty. The cats are casually talking with my mum, but my attention turns to this skinny grey cat sitting by himself, looking a little sad.
So I go to it and use my ✨cat whisperer skills✨ to assure it it can trust me; I pet it softly and my mind goes hebsjwkalsdjnejw when I look into its eyes.
This👏munchkin👏has👏Atsushi's👏eyes🤌
As I am about to take him — we don't talk about how reckless we are to differenciate cat genders — in my arms, the other cats scare him off and he runs away. I get mad and call the entire banquet off and the guests start complaining but I'm not having none of it😤
Banquet cancelled, I sit in the snow and wait for the Atsushi cat to come back. Call me Penelope because cat Odysseus came back after how many hours.
The cat comes up to me, much more comfortable than before, and I take him in my arms, holding him softly to comfort him. Being the feline he is he leans his head against my arm and bites me, then starts crying as my brain is stuck on the loading screen. Confused, I just (・–・), then he just goes:
“There is no happiness in life. Even though you told me to be happy, I can't! I've tried but happiness isn't at home — They mistreat me over and over and I can't take it anymore!”
So he runs away while I'm trying to digest what I just heard. So I'm sitting there, barbecue sauce— jk, I don't do sauces. I'm sitting there right, my arm's bleeding and I have cat tears stinging the wound, then one of the cats from the beginning of the dream comes out through the window and sits next to me.
Squinting like a some sort of philosopher, it shakes its head and sighs, looking far at the snow:
“You need to let him be,” it says like it has tried to talk to the Atsushi cat for years. “When the time is right he'll return...”
🎬Cut🎬
So huh I woke up and was confused to look out the window and 1. See no snow 2. See no dogs 3. See no cats... 4. ʰᵉˡᵖ
