Tried To Make A Doodle Of That One Teacher Of Mine. He Looked A Little Younger Than He Actually Is But

Camouflage crew!

Get stick bugged, leaf butterflied, orchid mantised, and leaf bugged lol

Hi again! So uh.. I'm trying out a new artstyle.. also, meet my boi Keenan!

(the flag on top of the trans flag is supposed to be the demiboy flag btw)

"pinkpilled" kay why ess (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Thinking about putting a self insert in my story.. hmmm..

Early 19th century lady :3

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

TW: mentions of unhealthy relationship

A Letter

TW: mentions of unhealthy relationship

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people are playing games of telephone with information about palestine and sometimes it's harmless and sometimes it's not.

no. all of the hospitals in gaza have NOT been destroyed. all of them have been ATTACKED, none of htem are fully functioning anymore, but, NO, they are not all fully destroyed.

tweets by palestinians mourning the safety of the last FULLY FUNCTIONING hospital have been misconstrued as "no hospitals are left" and that misunderstanding leads to a sense of hopelessness that can translate into less medical aid going through to the hospitals that remain--damaged, attacked, more vulnerable than ever before but still standing.

israel has destroyed a large amount of the FUNCTIONALITY of all 36 hospitals but doctors are still doing their best within many of them. and need aid, calls for support, power.

i am once again on my KNEES begging y'all to not just spread one sentence tweets about the state of gaza from people who are... not in gaza. i am asking you to do more work to verify the information you spread.

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."

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