how could one be so sleepy with the chill of autumn and an approaching winter freeze? the leaves are fresh fallen and crunchy. she’s kicking up neatly raked piles near and laughing.

i never had anyone, not even on the day i was born. i've only known.. the cold.. the loneliness..

/ might change Dillion’s voice stuff about. considering a few singing options. 🤩

Electric Feel…🌺

out for a morning run, hair tied away from a face slick with sweat.

the saloon would be so much fun if a mechanical bull was installed. 💭

/ Sam and Walt, I miss you 💔

/ I don’t ever delve into the specifics of Dillion’s prior relationship as much as I want to …. God it was horribleeeeeee.

to say she hardly spares a glance to the swayed, frayed home would be a polite and knowingly ignorant statement when she’s so obviously tracing the muscle of his arm with her eyes upon closing the gap. “ how do you know I’m not haunting the whole valley, too? I mean, you are definitely ——

/ I stepped on my glasses today 💔 noa is blind now

/ I yearn to make a new oc … 🥸

/ I love my young ocs but my older ocs …

“ perspective is pretty cool, because some would think this is just conversation with someone antisocial! ” if he’s packing up, she’s inclined to stand up herself. twisting at the hip for a few pops and sighs, like she’d been sitting on a chair of rocks, then steadily closing the gap between ——

proximity never scared them when they shared it. Dillion could confidently press her forehead to his, noses hovering a hair apart, hands taking up the task of clasping his hands in hers, and she could do this all while feeling that there was no misstep. they were, at heart, connected. ——

/ and if I reply to things months old, will anyone say I’m so fearless and brave? ☹️

/ reread Dillion finding Will taking a bath in the river just to get my dopamine hit for the morning.

i'm so horny. that's okay, my will is good.

fresh oranges. summer rains. fall sunsets. hibiscus tea. clementines.

I'll take anything you wanna give me, baby.

weak & strong & wet & dry & right & wrong & live & die

/ Sam before he went off to the barracks probably

she dances in the rain as if the earth plays the music only she can hear .

you were the hardest lesson i ever had to learn.

under pressure, body sweating; can you focus?

/ I think about Will’s internal comparison of Dillion to Molly and then I devolve into the implications of it a lot, actually.

there’s a trinket store in town — I’ll take you sometime!! I’m sure there’s working gadgets of alllllll kinds there.

for a ghost, her smile is beaming with warmth that makes his brittleness even harder than typical. unruly curls have been pulled up atop her head like a messy nest, dressed head to toe like she’s showing up for a holiday event — an orange shoulder-slip sweater with a jack-o-lantern face, skeleton —

/ almost 3 months of leaving my girl to rot, my word, but I miss her so. 🥹

I like your naked baby toy. it’s honestly super cute! does the eight ball work?

show me the collection. 🤩

here comes that lovely little bug up the bend and with it, a lovely amount of money that’s well over the cost of actual work done by @oilslicked.bsky.social. he can see her waving as she parks, right? well, she’ll honk just in case!

—— @jojarockstar.bsky.social

you already found someone to miss while i'm still standin' at the exit.

heart games are utterly wicked.

/ and if I made my month long absence here just be Dillion having not visited the valley for that same amount of time? what then

stretching side to side with some satisfying cracks.

Good! 🤭🌸

Today’s the day ….

I should definitely give kisses to all my friends so no one feels left out. 😌 and everyone will get multiple kisses that way! gosh, really, I never would’ve thought of that without you!!

oh my god you’re so smart!! I should definitely give a kiss for every year I’ve been born!

you don’t think I’m pretty and loud? 🤭

😔 I’m a monster …

what about a whole bunch of a lot?

think I can make it to twenty? I’m thinking if I don’t give time for it to settle between shots, I might be able to make it. 🌸

a shot for every year I’ve been born tomorrow. stay tuned to see how far I make it! ✨

😨 really?!

Oh, that’s kind of hard since I’m loud and pretty. But I can try!