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moonie 🌙
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· Oct 11
𝗯𝘆𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻: 𝗻𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 🌙
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But standing here, wrapped in the shifting glow of the aquarium, she feels different. Lighter. Steadier. There’s a spark in her eyes he hasn’t seen in a long time, something fierce and stubborn and unmistakably her.
November 23, 2025 at 4:40 PM
But standing here, wrapped in the shifting glow of the aquarium, she feels different. Lighter. Steadier. There’s a spark in her eyes he hasn’t seen in a long time, something fierce and stubborn and unmistakably her.
Crispin was worried that Astrid’s death would hollow Raven out in ways she couldn’t come back from. He’d seen that kind of grief before, the kind that stains everything it touches, and he feared it would pull her under again, drag her back into the cold place she’s been slipping toward for months.
November 23, 2025 at 4:30 PM
Crispin was worried that Astrid’s death would hollow Raven out in ways she couldn’t come back from. He’d seen that kind of grief before, the kind that stains everything it touches, and he feared it would pull her under again, drag her back into the cold place she’s been slipping toward for months.
“Stop looking at me and look at the fish,” Raven says, laughing without turning his way.
Crispin’s smile lingers while turns toward the glass, doing as she says. And though he sees the fish, what he really wants to keep looking at is 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
Crispin’s smile lingers while turns toward the glass, doing as she says. And though he sees the fish, what he really wants to keep looking at is 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
November 23, 2025 at 4:20 PM
“Stop looking at me and look at the fish,” Raven says, laughing without turning his way.
Crispin’s smile lingers while turns toward the glass, doing as she says. And though he sees the fish, what he really wants to keep looking at is 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
Crispin’s smile lingers while turns toward the glass, doing as she says. And though he sees the fish, what he really wants to keep looking at is 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
“Did you see that fish? It’s huge!” Raven’s excitement is so genuine it fills the quiet space between them. She grabs Crispin’s hand without thinking. “Look at it!”
But Crispin doesn’t. His eyes are on her. He can’t remember the last time she looked this alive, this unguarded.
But Crispin doesn’t. His eyes are on her. He can’t remember the last time she looked this alive, this unguarded.
November 23, 2025 at 4:12 PM
“Did you see that fish? It’s huge!” Raven’s excitement is so genuine it fills the quiet space between them. She grabs Crispin’s hand without thinking. “Look at it!”
But Crispin doesn’t. His eyes are on her. He can’t remember the last time she looked this alive, this unguarded.
But Crispin doesn’t. His eyes are on her. He can’t remember the last time she looked this alive, this unguarded.
In Ravenwood’s aquarium, things unfold in a far gentler rhythm. It’s their first official date, though the word feels almost laughable, considering everything they’ve already shared. Souls, secrets, pain, near-death… Yet somehow, dinner and an aquarium feel far more terrifying.
November 23, 2025 at 4:00 PM
In Ravenwood’s aquarium, things unfold in a far gentler rhythm. It’s their first official date, though the word feels almost laughable, considering everything they’ve already shared. Souls, secrets, pain, near-death… Yet somehow, dinner and an aquarium feel far more terrifying.
What if I told you… I’m posting again today, and this time, these two are stepping into the spotlight as the main protagonists 👀
November 23, 2025 at 11:17 AM
What if I told you… I’m posting again today, and this time, these two are stepping into the spotlight as the main protagonists 👀
Reposted by moonie 🌙
spoiler-ish? but i'm having lots of fun with gen 2 lately 🤍
November 22, 2025 at 4:36 PM
spoiler-ish? but i'm having lots of fun with gen 2 lately 🤍
Reposted by moonie 🌙
I'm sorry, the old Isa can't come to the phone right now
𝒲𝒽𝓎? 𝒪𝒽, '𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹 (𝑜𝒽)
𝒲𝒽𝓎? 𝒪𝒽, '𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹 (𝑜𝒽)
November 21, 2025 at 5:21 PM
I'm sorry, the old Isa can't come to the phone right now
𝒲𝒽𝓎? 𝒪𝒽, '𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹 (𝑜𝒽)
𝒲𝒽𝓎? 𝒪𝒽, '𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹 (𝑜𝒽)
Reposted by moonie 🌙
Harper and Alden definitely had that “mom and dad of the group” energy. Harper, bless her chaotic little heart, was always seen as the weird one (my baby! she’s just a reformed kleptomaniac, okay?), and Alden… Well, Alden was basically the Freya of the boys 😭🥹 He’s too nice ♥️
The multiverse is real
We let our sims met with @pamsimmer.bsky.social @bymooniemoon.bsky.social @jennifah.bsky.social and @lyaenidae.bsky.social and this was a really fun experience to see our main sims interact with each other like that 🤍
Also Jasp didn’t make ANY friends, I’m embarrassed of him
We let our sims met with @pamsimmer.bsky.social @bymooniemoon.bsky.social @jennifah.bsky.social and @lyaenidae.bsky.social and this was a really fun experience to see our main sims interact with each other like that 🤍
Also Jasp didn’t make ANY friends, I’m embarrassed of him
November 22, 2025 at 11:24 PM
Harper and Alden definitely had that “mom and dad of the group” energy. Harper, bless her chaotic little heart, was always seen as the weird one (my baby! she’s just a reformed kleptomaniac, okay?), and Alden… Well, Alden was basically the Freya of the boys 😭🥹 He’s too nice ♥️
I think deep down, we all saw this coming. Selene and Alex were completely lost in that relationship. He was off in his own world while she was left feeling smaller and smaller, and she didn’t deserve that.
Now it’s time for her to breathe again. To rediscover who she is and what she wants ♥️
Now it’s time for her to breathe again. To rediscover who she is and what she wants ♥️
November 22, 2025 at 7:54 PM
I think deep down, we all saw this coming. Selene and Alex were completely lost in that relationship. He was off in his own world while she was left feeling smaller and smaller, and she didn’t deserve that.
Now it’s time for her to breathe again. To rediscover who she is and what she wants ♥️
Now it’s time for her to breathe again. To rediscover who she is and what she wants ♥️
“I gave you everything I could,” his voice is low, almost a growl, raw from shouting, from holding too much in for too long.
“You didn’t,” she mutters, her voice barely more than a breath. “And someday you’ll realize that the Selene you made me become, that’s not the girl you fell in love with.”
“You didn’t,” she mutters, her voice barely more than a breath. “And someday you’ll realize that the Selene you made me become, that’s not the girl you fell in love with.”
November 22, 2025 at 7:38 PM
“I gave you everything I could,” his voice is low, almost a growl, raw from shouting, from holding too much in for too long.
“You didn’t,” she mutters, her voice barely more than a breath. “And someday you’ll realize that the Selene you made me become, that’s not the girl you fell in love with.”
“You didn’t,” she mutters, her voice barely more than a breath. “And someday you’ll realize that the Selene you made me become, that’s not the girl you fell in love with.”
Selene flinches at the crash, her whole body recoiling as the sound echoes through the small space. The force of it shatters whatever composure she had left. Tears spill down her cheeks before she can stop them.
November 22, 2025 at 7:30 PM
Selene flinches at the crash, her whole body recoiling as the sound echoes through the small space. The force of it shatters whatever composure she had left. Tears spill down her cheeks before she can stop them.
This time, Alex tears his arm free from her grip, the motion sharp enough to sting. He turns away, his breath coming fast, then kicks the metal trash can beside the counter.
“Fuck!” he shouts, voice raw and guttural.
“Fuck!” he shouts, voice raw and guttural.
November 22, 2025 at 7:20 PM
This time, Alex tears his arm free from her grip, the motion sharp enough to sting. He turns away, his breath coming fast, then kicks the metal trash can beside the counter.
“Fuck!” he shouts, voice raw and guttural.
“Fuck!” he shouts, voice raw and guttural.
“Like we ever stood a chance,” he mutters, shaking his head. His voice drops, quieter, almost defeated. “You’d already figured this out, hadn’t you?”
Selene stares at him. “Maybe,” she whispers. “But I was hoping you hadn’t.”
Selene stares at him. “Maybe,” she whispers. “But I was hoping you hadn’t.”
November 22, 2025 at 7:11 PM
“Like we ever stood a chance,” he mutters, shaking his head. His voice drops, quieter, almost defeated. “You’d already figured this out, hadn’t you?”
Selene stares at him. “Maybe,” she whispers. “But I was hoping you hadn’t.”
Selene stares at him. “Maybe,” she whispers. “But I was hoping you hadn’t.”
“It wasn’t just a fucking voice message, Alex!” she shouts back, her voice cracking open. “It was me trying to share something I was proud of. Something that mattered to me. And if you can’t see that, if you can’t understand that, then we’re really done.”
November 22, 2025 at 7:00 PM
“It wasn’t just a fucking voice message, Alex!” she shouts back, her voice cracking open. “It was me trying to share something I was proud of. Something that mattered to me. And if you can’t see that, if you can’t understand that, then we’re really done.”
“No, I’m serious. You don’t even see me anymore. You loved the version of me that revolved around you. But what happens when I start spinning on my own?”
“It was a fucking voice message, Selene,” he snaps. “You’re acting like I committed a crime.”
“It was a fucking voice message, Selene,” he snaps. “You’re acting like I committed a crime.”
November 22, 2025 at 6:50 PM
“No, I’m serious. You don’t even see me anymore. You loved the version of me that revolved around you. But what happens when I start spinning on my own?”
“It was a fucking voice message, Selene,” he snaps. “You’re acting like I committed a crime.”
“It was a fucking voice message, Selene,” he snaps. “You’re acting like I committed a crime.”
He turns on her then. “What the fuck do you want me to ask you? You just told me you kissed someone else, Selene! What do you want me to say to that?”
Her fingers loosen on his arm, but she doesn’t let go.
“Do you even like me, Alex?”
He flinches. “What the fuck?”
Her fingers loosen on his arm, but she doesn’t let go.
“Do you even like me, Alex?”
He flinches. “What the fuck?”
November 22, 2025 at 6:40 PM
He turns on her then. “What the fuck do you want me to ask you? You just told me you kissed someone else, Selene! What do you want me to say to that?”
Her fingers loosen on his arm, but she doesn’t let go.
“Do you even like me, Alex?”
He flinches. “What the fuck?”
Her fingers loosen on his arm, but she doesn’t let go.
“Do you even like me, Alex?”
He flinches. “What the fuck?”
Alex spins away from her, a low curse slipping from his mouth, more to himself than to her.
“That’s it? You’re just going to walk away? You’re not even going to say anything? Not even ask how the performance went? Do you even see what’s happening to us?”
“That’s it? You’re just going to walk away? You’re not even going to say anything? Not even ask how the performance went? Do you even see what’s happening to us?”
November 22, 2025 at 6:30 PM
Alex spins away from her, a low curse slipping from his mouth, more to himself than to her.
“That’s it? You’re just going to walk away? You’re not even going to say anything? Not even ask how the performance went? Do you even see what’s happening to us?”
“That’s it? You’re just going to walk away? You’re not even going to say anything? Not even ask how the performance went? Do you even see what’s happening to us?”
She doesn’t let him speak. “And I kissed someone else.”
For a moment, it doesn’t register. He just blinks, the words hanging there, unreal.
“What do you mean?” he finally breathes.
“I mean,” she says quietly, “that I needed to feel seen. Even if it was by the wrong person.”
For a moment, it doesn’t register. He just blinks, the words hanging there, unreal.
“What do you mean?” he finally breathes.
“I mean,” she says quietly, “that I needed to feel seen. Even if it was by the wrong person.”
November 22, 2025 at 6:20 PM
She doesn’t let him speak. “And I kissed someone else.”
For a moment, it doesn’t register. He just blinks, the words hanging there, unreal.
“What do you mean?” he finally breathes.
“I mean,” she says quietly, “that I needed to feel seen. Even if it was by the wrong person.”
For a moment, it doesn’t register. He just blinks, the words hanging there, unreal.
“What do you mean?” he finally breathes.
“I mean,” she says quietly, “that I needed to feel seen. Even if it was by the wrong person.”
“You forgot. I went up on a stage. I played the violin in front of a crowd, alone, terrified, and you forgot.”
He stares at her, caught between disbelief and guilt, his throat working to form something that might sound like an apology. “Selene…”
He stares at her, caught between disbelief and guilt, his throat working to form something that might sound like an apology. “Selene…”
November 22, 2025 at 6:10 PM
“You forgot. I went up on a stage. I played the violin in front of a crowd, alone, terrified, and you forgot.”
He stares at her, caught between disbelief and guilt, his throat working to form something that might sound like an apology. “Selene…”
He stares at her, caught between disbelief and guilt, his throat working to form something that might sound like an apology. “Selene…”
“Selene, this isn’t—”
“Did you listen to it?” she cuts him off before he can twist the air into another excuse.
He blinks, confused. “What?”
“The voice message. Did you listen to it, Alex?”
“Selene, I was on tour. I—” he exhales, rubbing the back of his neck. “I forgot.”
“Did you listen to it?” she cuts him off before he can twist the air into another excuse.
He blinks, confused. “What?”
“The voice message. Did you listen to it, Alex?”
“Selene, I was on tour. I—” he exhales, rubbing the back of his neck. “I forgot.”
November 22, 2025 at 6:00 PM
“Selene, this isn’t—”
“Did you listen to it?” she cuts him off before he can twist the air into another excuse.
He blinks, confused. “What?”
“The voice message. Did you listen to it, Alex?”
“Selene, I was on tour. I—” he exhales, rubbing the back of his neck. “I forgot.”
“Did you listen to it?” she cuts him off before he can twist the air into another excuse.
He blinks, confused. “What?”
“The voice message. Did you listen to it, Alex?”
“Selene, I was on tour. I—” he exhales, rubbing the back of his neck. “I forgot.”
“Me? What are you even saying?”
“I’m saying you haven’t seen me in months. Not really. You come home, you talk about your meetings, your music, your next move. And I listen. I always listen, but I don’t think you’ve asked me how I’m doing in a long time. Not unless something was obviously wrong.”
“I’m saying you haven’t seen me in months. Not really. You come home, you talk about your meetings, your music, your next move. And I listen. I always listen, but I don’t think you’ve asked me how I’m doing in a long time. Not unless something was obviously wrong.”
November 22, 2025 at 5:50 PM
“Me? What are you even saying?”
“I’m saying you haven’t seen me in months. Not really. You come home, you talk about your meetings, your music, your next move. And I listen. I always listen, but I don’t think you’ve asked me how I’m doing in a long time. Not unless something was obviously wrong.”
“I’m saying you haven’t seen me in months. Not really. You come home, you talk about your meetings, your music, your next move. And I listen. I always listen, but I don’t think you’ve asked me how I’m doing in a long time. Not unless something was obviously wrong.”
“No,” Alex says, stepping forward. “Don’t do that. Don’t drop something like that and walk away from it. What do you mean by ‘𝘵𝘰𝘰’?”
“You never notice anything unless it affects you. My silence makes you uncomfortable, so now it’s a problem. But you didn’t seem to mind it when it came from you.”
“You never notice anything unless it affects you. My silence makes you uncomfortable, so now it’s a problem. But you didn’t seem to mind it when it came from you.”
November 22, 2025 at 5:40 PM
“No,” Alex says, stepping forward. “Don’t do that. Don’t drop something like that and walk away from it. What do you mean by ‘𝘵𝘰𝘰’?”
“You never notice anything unless it affects you. My silence makes you uncomfortable, so now it’s a problem. But you didn’t seem to mind it when it came from you.”
“You never notice anything unless it affects you. My silence makes you uncomfortable, so now it’s a problem. But you didn’t seem to mind it when it came from you.”
She turns her gaze toward him now. “Are you really trying to make me feel guilty for this too?”
His brow furrows. “What do you mean, ‘𝘵𝘰𝘰’?”
Selene lets out a dry laugh, one that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Forget it.”
His brow furrows. “What do you mean, ‘𝘵𝘰𝘰’?”
Selene lets out a dry laugh, one that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Forget it.”
November 22, 2025 at 5:30 PM
She turns her gaze toward him now. “Are you really trying to make me feel guilty for this too?”
His brow furrows. “What do you mean, ‘𝘵𝘰𝘰’?”
Selene lets out a dry laugh, one that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Forget it.”
His brow furrows. “What do you mean, ‘𝘵𝘰𝘰’?”
Selene lets out a dry laugh, one that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Forget it.”