Anyways, Here's Some 1830s Ladies Watching An Opera.

The full drawing of both Cosette and Louisette ✨

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."

So uh.. I tried to draw my fictional cottagecore gf and her catto UwU

I love the Hannibal novels but some of the fans need to learn about fandom etiquette I'm sorry 💀

tried to make a doodle of that one teacher of mine. he looked a little younger than he actually is but I'm still pretty proud of this.

"I'm not a trans exclusionist but for one hate message I will donate something to gendcrits and LGB groups" what the fuck is wrong with you

Look, I've read the Hannibal novels as well but can book fans please stop purposefully finding posts by the series fans to derail it and stuff? Like, we get it, the books and the series have different "endgame" ships but.. the term "ship and let ship" exists for a damn reason. And I know that it sucks, the way different aspects of Clarice's character gets split to multiple characters, but A) it was because of copyright issues, and B) you should've directed the anger at the producer instead of the fandom. Also why tf do you guys want to harass the shippers of a mlm ship so bad it's starting to feel a bit iffy.

Antonio from Identity V, but he's tiny (and not very accurate to the in-game version XD)

(He's literally the reason I started playing idv and I love him very much)

He had enraptured me. I view our relationship as something in between friends and lovers. I do not know how he feels. I do not know whether I genuinely have let go of my feelings or if I still hold onto it. He told me about his crush. I felt a tinge of envy. I wish I was more boyish. More attractive. So that if I'll ask him out he'd say yes. I wish I had never spoken to him at all.

13th of June, 1920.

Cosette tried to recall everything that has happened for some few months ago.

It's been about five months since she divorced him, and four months since she finally met Louisette after years of being not able to.

Louisette was so kind to her and they called and wrote to each other when they were both too busy to visit each other.

She also agreed to accompany her to concerts and parties and events, and when the people there said they'll be a good couple, both of them will blush, and Cosette will giggle shyly.

But why did I giggled? Cosette thought. Do I have feelings for her? I do not, I definitely do not.

"Mama, why aren't you eating your dinner?" Aurelie's voice returned Cosette back to reality. "Nothing. Just some thoughts," she replied.

It must've been the wine she drank in the evening, Cosette thought. After she brushed her teeth and tucked Aurelie in to her bed, Cosette lied on her bed.

She thought sleeping will stop those thoughts, but no. All she can think of is Louisette, how they met at that dinner party, how kind she was to her, how pretty she is...

How much she adores Louisette.

Cosette had gave up, accepting the fact that she, indeed, has romantic feelings for her friend. But she's afraid, what if Louisette started to avoid her if she knows?

I'll try to keep this a secret, Cosette swore to herself, before she fell asleep at last.