Baby time with moon 🌙🫧🍼

Hiya! I was wondering if I could request an Evie outfit board? Tysm! 💕 (Disney’s Descendants)

evie inspired outfit board for @gumbeee !

Want to lay on him but like a cat does

Moonlight Over the Rio Grande

These days the light pollution is so bad you can't even see the stars over Albuquerque. When you look up at the midnight sky all you see is the moon, suspended in an inky void which ranges from inky-black to a more dark grey color, depending on cloud cover and how much of the moon is actually showing. On the night of a new moon, you may imagine the presence of a few dim stars, casting their light over the Rio Grande basin and inner river valley. But you are wrong. It's only planes, and in any case it is the moon alone which can shine down and back up, reflecting in the half-full Rio Grande on a warm summer night.

When you notice the light pollution, it always reminds you of summer nights. You and a few friends driving over the river just to chase nostalgia. Sneaking down into the bosque in the dead of night to smoke weed or whatever, even though it's really irresponsible and one of these days someone's gonna start a wildfire. Sophia in the beat-up brown work jacket she didn't need to wear; the ever-encroaching heat death of the world. Tonight is a night like those nights; a lot more than just the starry absence reminds you of late summer.

It's a half moon tonight. Not late summer but it will be, soon. The moon is a waxing gibbous (waning? you don't keep track), and it glistens brightly over the half-parched river, shining back into a night that's more composite gray than black.

Sophia's not there, of course. Why would she be? It's the middle of summer, which she hates because it's impossible to go out in that ridiculous work jacket of hers, even at night, but she "just likes the weight of it" or whatever. Also you haven't spoken to her in years. Ever since she started sleeping in the river.

When she went missing, they tried to allay your fears. At first they said stuff like, "she just lost her phone" and then "she went on an impulsive road trip" and before long the comforting options were shit like "psychotic episode" and then they didn't bother, and you had only the moon, burning coldly in the grey-black night sky.

It didn't matter. You know where she is. Watched her slip into the river and somehow, foolishly, didn't pull her out. You could have. She was the love of your life, even if she still clung to that awful guy she met in high school. But some half-buried instinct told you to run. No. Swim. It said. Swim away, through the night parched and polluted just like me. Swim and don't come back. And of course you did. Swim away through the ink-dark of the night, and swim back again on nights like these. Remember she's still there, under the waning (waxing?) Rio Grande.

Tonight it is different. Tonight the voice says, Sink. And sink you will. There is little reason not to. Everyone knows something's up. No one wants to talk about anything but what happened to Sophia. They don't really want to talk about her either, but something compels them. To chase you away like fish scattering from a rock, hurled into the river by some deadbeat on a night half-lit by the moon.

Sink you do, beneath the river. Even though this time of year it barely comes to waist height, still you may sink beneath it. The ground gives way beneath you. Slumber here, under the half-reflected moonlight and the unseen stars and the cold, thirsty river.

I found a Gordon clip! He was the last one! I also picked up Keith for my friend!

love that I have friends who call me to let me know when squishmallows appear in our area, just finally acquired a gengar that way :)

1st in prelims and finals on Saturday!!! The comp we went to is usually a whole hell of a lot bigger but it was pretty small this year :((

Intro time!!!

My name is Cassandra, or Cassie, I use She/They/💕 pronouns, I'm apart of a system, and both me and the body are minors!

Some headmates might also use this blog from time to time, but it's mainly for me :3 If other headmates do end up chatting here they'll sign off in the tags!

I haven't made a set dni yet, but if you're rude or anything like that I'll block you!!

I'll definitely update this post when I think up more things to write :)

tagging system! (in progress)

squishposting!!: posts about squishmallows <3

moodboards!!: self explanatory, I think :3c

[blank] was here: posts from other headmates! I'm not sure how often others will post here, but good to have just incase :D

Babies smiling for their photos💜💛

My favourite Jellycats. I can’t wait to own these babies one day 🥺

✿ Bashful Stardust Bunny, Jubjub Bimmie, Fuddlewuddle Dragon & Rose Dragon ✿

Can i get an outfit based off Panshima from ac:nh ? - @pacis-and-teddies

pashmina inspired agere outfit for @pacis-and-teddies !

I'M CRYING SO HARD RN I'VE BEEN TRYING TO PULL GOZU SINCE SEIMEI'S SHOWCASE AND HE FINALLY CAME HOME THIS MORNING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH 💞💞💞💞💞

Wishing I was still asleep on the spot right below his shoulder ://

Eyelet

Every time I lace my boots back up, I think about her. She was always lacing and unlacing those combat boots of hers, and somewhere along the way I came to associate it with her.

There was this sound she'd make, threading the last Eyelet, sort of a click of the tongue. She'd go "tsk" and then I'd finish my cigarette or whatever and we'd get going.

I was in the bathroom the last time I heard that click of the tongue. Washing up. There was a hard water stain on the cold water knob and I thought, hey, that looks like one of Nicole's boots. Funny what sticks in your head.

When I poked my head out of the bathroom she was gone. Boots and all. Phone and lighter still on the coffee table.

So obviously I went to check the kitchen. No dice. Her bedroom? Empty as shit. I thought I saw her standing at the window, but when i turned the light on she was gone. The walls were as bare and water-damaged as always.

Suddenly I heard the familiar reak of our front door and thought thank God, she just went down to the laundry room or something.

No one was in the front room. The door was still deadbolted, but this time I noticed that the chain was on the door. Probably it had been already, and I just hadn't noticed.

Her phone and cigarettes were gone. In their place was a smile pile of tarnished brass eyelets.

I've long since given up on texting and putting up flyers. I've moved out of our apartment. But I wear the eyelets on a bracelet, wrapped around my left wrist. And when I lace my boots up on a night like tonight, I make that little clicking sound in her place.

Once you feel how soft Squishmallows are, there is no going back. Ever.

Fucking hell.

I don't know 100% what happened, but Arceus fucking hell some people need a goddamn reality check.

I must be the only adult in this fandom that actually acts like an adult. I just mind my damn business and reblog stuff.

Now, who do I need to avoid/block?