Afternoon Shopping (´• ω •`)

uhhhh tw for suicidal ideation ig

I wish somebody would talk to me first, or ask me about what happened instead of me being the one asking if I could talk about something, but the fact that I'm even writing this just reveals how much of a pathetic loser I am so I guess I'm better off dead

So, I just started reading TSoA in Indonesian after getting quite far in the English version.. and oh my gosh, I just noticed some of the foreshadowing ;–;

Modelling enthusiasts look at a model who isn't a size 0 and act like it's the end of the fucking world like wtf do you mean "the inclusivity is too forced" just say that you want other people to conform to your standards bish

Remember someone named Antoine Beaumont that I mentioned in Aurelie's bio? Well.. I drew him.

TW: mentions of unhealthy relationship

Sunset :3

A Letter

TW: mentions of unhealthy relationship

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I already finished it.. but it looks very wrong and full of correction pen marks ;-; guess it's redraw time

So, I already made a sketch of Claus Chasterell, and I might do the lineart tomorrow.. anyways if anyone wanna ask something about my OCs/me (:P) my asks are open :3 ! (I might not answer right away because time zones and stuff, sorry)

Beans, My Beloved (Aloisia's POV)

I woke up. It seems like there's been a heavy rain last night. Raindrops were still visible on my window. I went out to check if any of my flowers were affected. Thankfully, they're quite alright.

"Meow!"

I searched for the source of the sound. A cat was hiding in a bush. I picked him up.

He's not hurt, but his white and black fur was wet. I took him in and dried his fur. I noticed something: his toe beans are pink in one paw and black on the other.

"Aloisia, what are you doing?" Mum suddenly appeared behind me. She saw the cat. "Oh, how cute! Too bad I'm allergic to cat fur, so he can't stay here.."

"Mum, I found him in a bush in the garden. He was hiding from the storm. I don't want him to get affected by the storm again..."

Mum sighed. "Fine, you can keep him. Just.. make sure there's no furs and you don't bring him near me, okay?"

I smiled. "Okay!" I carried the cat to my room. He laid down. "What should I call you, kitty?" He then stretched, showing his toe beans again.

I nodded. "I guess I'll call you Beans."

Trick or treat 🧛🎃

Have this cat pic as a treat. (Idk how the whole trick or treating works I'm sorry)

Cat selfie.