// so sorry replies have been very slow. i have been getting writers block + my chronic fatigue can pause my creative process 🥹🙏🏻

Late today. I’ve been preparing for Christmas! But Meowing Monday must persevere. Meow.

Oh okay so you’ll celebrate Thanksgiving but not Meowing Monday? Meowing Monday is better.

// this song is so her and not just bc of the title open.spotify.com/track/3IORlO...

May or may not have set up a hot chocolate bar in a BOOK FREE SPOT of the library. First come, first serve!

So why the hell weren’t we meowing on Monday?

// announcing new rp boundaries. this is not me being petty or stirring the pot, this is me speaking up for myself. if you have questions feel free to message me! 🧵

// wanted to thank everyone here who interacts with me even if it’s once in a while. rp has felt weird for me + i have been doing a lot of healing. ily 🫶🏻 also sorry for slow replies!!

Don’t forget to meow today! Happy Meowing Monday. Meow.

Oh shit today is Meowing Monday…meow…

I decided! See you all soon :D *Birthdays feel a little odd. She’s 27, but won’t age. She’ll always look 25. She doesn’t like it.*

PAJAMA PARTY. TONIGHT. SLEEPOVER. JOINT BIRTHDAY PARTY WITH @river-ghoul.bsky.social TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY. IN THE COMMONS.

I was thinking since tomorrow (Sunday) is my birthday…what if…we had a pajama party in the commons! And had a big sleepover. And skipped work on Monday.

@suorria.bsky.social birthday was on the 8th! My fellow Scorpio🥹 Today’s Meowing Monday, I have decided to make cat and weiner dog cookies! Everyone gets some, but Maria gets extra. Anddd…. this special cardigan :) Meow.

My birthday is in a week! Happy Sinful Sunday.

i really see so much of myself in him

meow~

*She's celebrating this Meowing Monday in her infernal form.*

Another Meowing Monday, another day closer to my birthday! Meow. You better meow, too. Or else.

*Karaoke is her time to shine. She’s dressed as Chappell, so it’s only right to sing a Chappell song.* *She picks Red Wine Supernova.*

*Someone did challenge her to a sword fight….*

*As Aria puts on her costume for the day, she does the glamour spell a ghoul taught her. She didn’t want to commit to actually dyeing her hair. Her claws are decorated to match Chappell’s nails, and the costume is tailored to fit Aria’s bat wings.* *Yes, she even has a sword.*

You're telling me there's weens in this hall?

happy halloween everyone!!!

I have some good news. I won’t have to spend three days in the dungeons anymore!

AHHH I LOVE YOU TOO, PROBABLY IDK WHO SENT THIS!

*She enters the woods, sighing as she makes sure nobody is around. She gets down onto her knees, folding her hands. It feels foreign to her. But she does it.* /Father/, please. I cannot go through yet another three days of that…that thirst. I’m sorry! I’m sorry. +

Angel of Id #art

Here are some of the scary jack o'lanterns I've made for our cats over the years. First: the cone.

Forgive me for no Meowing Monday meme. I have a lot on my mind. I hope you’ll all still meow today. Meow.

No meme, but the Meowing Monday fairy may have left a surprise for everyone….

*This Meowing Monday is different. Aria went out of her way to make cookies! She dropped them off at everyone’s doors, with a little note that reads: “Meow!” -Aria*

// NO ONE TOUCH ME!! he looks so good, im gonna be violent thank you again @criticallghoull.bsky.social for capturing his creature-ness so perfectly 🥹🥹

// aria’s fic debut! with werewolf!terzo

Pussy gets you places

i live — but i'm mutilated.

Meow.

// my pookie drawn by @/Sweet_bb_Rei on twitter!

Yeah so the Clergy was WRONG. I will be out on Saturday🙄

✨Open for interaction✨ *Aria’s irises are completely red. She has a scowl on her face as her throat burns. The blood bags are like lozenges. They provide mild relief—they don’t solve the problem.* *Anyone who wishes to visit will see the ugly side of her. Angry, thirsty, and in pain.*

*At 11:50PM, she will leave her room and go to the dungeons. A few have tried to convince her there’s another way. She doesn’t see one. She’s already silently crying, not looking forward to seeing her temporary room again.*

you will never be clean from sin. rotten children don’t deserve heaven.

MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW

MEEEEEOW

Meow 🐱

I know it’s Monday. But! It’s Meowing Monday🥺 Meow.

Cat & Angel gramophone needles, ca. 1930s. Item from my collection.