darling, even the moon gets lonely sometimes...
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darling, even the moon gets lonely sometimes...
composed by the moon, assembled by me. 🌙

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My New Year’s Eve? At home.
That’s how I started 2026 — in the sweetest company of my little mussel.
I scratched her gently, we shared a sublime dinner of sea bream, I held her paw during the fireworks, and I blasted music at full volume (yes, I argued with the neighbor — if I ever meet her again, it’s on sight).
All just to protect her from the noise.
Me, her, grapes and fermented grapes.
Then we waited for Stranger Things to drop, and I realized that all this slow living is slowly turning me into… Karen fucking Wheeler.
Oh well — as long as there’s no Ted involved, I’m fine.
Jokes aside: I was lucky.
Despite her venerable age, she’s okay. And not everyone can say the same.
I read about animals so terrified they didn’t survive the fireworks. Not to mention the pollution.
I live in a small town, and the morning after was already a mess — I can’t imagine the cities.
A friend lost her cat because of the fireworks.
Another friend’s dog had to wear a diaper because he’s too scared to go outside.
I was lucky.
But even my girl carries the signs:
she follows me everywhere, cries in her sleep, looks for me, screams if I close the bathroom door, needs the closet door always open, won’t sleep unless I’m sitting right next to her.
I would have chosen a quiet New Year anyway.
But I thank the gods that I did.
I love you, my little one.
You’re a mess, a clingy mussel, a dramatic princess.
But you’re my mess. My mussel. My princess.
A moon that remembers every love—past, promised, and even those imagined. Some songs aren’t meant to be heard, only felt in the long silence where fate quietly waits.
Do you believe some loves are chosen… or simply remembered?
Chosen
Remembered
Both
I’m listening but I’m tone deaf
Been thinking about this for the last months
Sorry if I haven’t been around, I had to give myself break due to mental health issues. But guys, I want to ask…. Do you care if I turn my blog into a general fandom blog?
Hazbin and Helluva aren’t the only things I’m into but I’ve been getting hyper fixated on other fandoms. My main blog was for that but eh, I’m gonna turn that to an aesthetic blog.
I also want to use this blog for my fandom art
I’ll still critique other forms of media I consume but ah, I think I just wanna expand my other interests. I’m probably gonna rename this blog too.
I just wanna self indulge, simp for characters, and do ship art than just ramble fandom discussions and discourse.
I also have so much more Hazbin art I wanna share but I want to share other art I did for other fandoms too.
[Work in progress]
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moonlight thoughts
I wonder if I should or not...
Make a new tumblr blog or not since I CANNOT stand so many sjw cry babies and special snowflakes in this website due to horrible memories I got last summer when something bad happened to one of my friends involving those self righteous dumbasses.
Like part of me wants to but sjws are one of those type of people next to lol cows from DA that you always run into and can’t even avoid.
I also hate how people take shit way too fucking seriously on this website. Even when it comes to dark humor related things.:T
Also, I hate how feminism is preached here not only because how much it demonizes men, but they also treat women like helpless fragile doormats that always need to be protected. (I’m wow feminazis, that’s pretty sexist for an ideology that fights against sexism )
Also don’t get me started on the 100 sexualities and 100 gender shit here -___-
Personally I only think there’s four sexualities (well if you include asexuality too even if it’s the absence of sex) and two genders. (Well if you want to include intersex or nonbinary despite that one is neither gender ) I swear this shit is the reason why I’m too embarrassed to come out as my sexuality, some people on both sides will act batshit about it.
Or maybe I can blacklist this shit along with political drama on my dashboard since I hate both the left and right and I prefer to be a moderate centralist.
( most liberals and conservatives sort of annoy the hell out of me these days, I know not all of them are bad but I refuse to be either side )
I dunno it’s a long thought… It’s funny bo. Back when I was younger before I had an account, I always thought this would be an art website since I seen amazing fanart from my fandoms here. Not a website for PC culture :T
Was heißt schon "ein normaler Mensch sein"? Menschen entsprechen nie vollkommen dem Stereotypen, was oft als "normal" angesehen wird. Also ist auch niemand "normal" was bedeutet, dass es dieses "normal" nichtmal wirklich gibt. Bedeutet es dann nicht, dass man "normal" ist, wenn man anders ist?
Moonlight thoughts