Norabella Oakley (left) And Alois Vilhelm (right)

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Here's where I found the info btw (page 12)

Just found out Lui's birthday is August 25th

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)

Nothing pisses me off as much as the genocide funding fast food chain trying to clean their name by putting up a banner claiming that they have donated a teeny tiny bit of their revenue to Palestinians

A Museum Date, Part 1

(Author's note: there's a slight mention of period typical homophobia on the 8th paragraph)

Today, me and Tori are going on a museum date. We both wore our favourite outfits. We arrived at 11 am.

"Hey, what if we check that new section over there, Al?" Tori pointed to an exhibit with a sign that says "Violet Wreaths and Green Carnations".

"Sounds good." She held my hand and led me. Turns out, the new exhibit is about same-sex relationships in history.

There were lots of photographs, paintings, written records, you know, things you'll see at most museum exhibits.

"Allie, there's the original draft of that play you were talking about that day !"

"Really? Let's see it, then!"

We looked at the said script, carefully displayed inside a glass box. There's a sign beneath it.

«This is the original script of the play "The Knight And The Elven Bard" by Claus Chasterell. The Rosenhart Theatre refused to perform this version of the script because of its "depiction of unacceptable behavior"(this play depicted romance between two men), saying that it would ruin the public's impression of both Chasterell and the theatre itself. Chasterell then revised it, changing the terms of endearment Alois (the knight) and Albion (the bard) used to refer each other with to platonic terms such as friend, dear companion, etc. He also changed the kiss scene in the epilogue to a warm embrace. But even with the changes, the playwright's true intentions are still recognizable.»

Then, right beside the script was a letter. The sign beneath it said:

«This letter was found by Claudia Izabel Carper on her sixth great-granduncle's house, on the main bedchamber, to be exact. The identity of the sender is unknown, as he (the sender stated he was a man, although not explicitly) used an alias, Victor. But, the handwriting seemed quite similar to the handwriting of the famous poet Claus Chasterell. The recipient is only addressed as "My Beloved", but because of the location this letter was found on, it's safe to say that the recipient was Ms.Carper's sixth great-granduncle.»

"Wait, so your sixth great-grandfather...," Tori whispered. "He liked men too?" We both said in union.

After a long silence, I shrugged. "Well, maybe he does, but, I think it's better to do more research after this date is over, don't you think so, babe?"

Tori nods. "Yeah, I guess so, sweetie."

(A/N: I'll try to finish the second part as soon as possible)

A Museum Date, Part 2 (click here for Part 1)

We were walking around in the exhibit. I found something related to my sixth great-grandmothers. But what truly catched my attention was an illustration with a touchscreen and some headphones below it.

"Tori?" I searched for her, but she's already in front of said screen. She looks fond of the illustration.

"Oh. Sorry for not noticing you, darling. I was.. distracted," she said, smiling guiltily. I examined the illustration. There were two men in typical 19th century clothing pulling each other to an embrace, although I couldn't determine which decade. Definitely made pretty recently, as the art style is very anime-ish, and I doubt 19th century artists ever knew about such things.

On the screen, there was only a play button. Tori and I wore the headphones and she pressed play. Classical music begins to play. I glanced at Tori. She looked like she was reminiscing about something.

"Aloisia, have I ever told you about the story behind this piece?"

"No, what is it?"

She sighed. "Well, the composer of this piece is my favourite composer. The meaning of his first name is connected to victory, just like me. And his lover, whom he dedicated this piece to.. well, his first and middle name is a variant of Louis and William, and your first and middle name.." I saw tears form on her eyes. "Aloisia Wilhelmina, is also another variant of those names too.."

"So you were thinking about us?"

"Yes."

I looked at her in the eye, and she understood what I wanted to say.

"You're allowed to."

We moved closer to each other and had our first kiss.

After visiting other exhibits, we returned to our own homes in the evening. I carefully put my shoes under the bed, but my hand hit something unfamiliar.

Anxiously, I tried to feel it. It feels like a knob. I decided to pull the knob upwards. It opened a small, discreet storage. There seems to be some papers inside. I randomly took one out, and it was a charcoal sketch of a man.

Under the man's sketch, there is his handwriting: Alois Vilhelm, self portrait, 1819, and on the other side of the paper, there is another handwriting that looked different to his: My Beloved, My Dearest Alois.

I guess I already knew who's this Alois my family members are named after. Just needed some little research about his connection with the family.

And definitely not now, because I'm already tired.

Hello :D

I might draw Alois and Norabella (here's some info about who they are, but it's mostly about Claus lol) tomorrow, and maybe write the next chapter.. also I have an idea to make a series of drawings of couples from my favourite era :3 but idk when will I start making it XD stay tuned! <3

Me: I must focus on making backstories first and make ship art later.

Also me: Haha ship art go brr

(The reason Cosette look so much shorter than Louisette is because she's laying on Louisette's chest and she slept while curling up into a ball)

Here's the explanation of Louisette's novel title:

I read somewhere that sunflowers symbolizes friendship, and in the late 19th century, a lot of mlm men (in this context, men-loving-men, not multi level marketing) wore green carnation in the lapel of their coats as a subtle hint that they love other men. The two main characters ( the widower and the confidant ) were both male, so that's why she chose that title. Also, in these short stories, people were much more accepting.