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Forwarded from Housefolk of Doucheron: Ones ‘Gainst the Shadowdeed.
ㅤㅤㅤ HAPPY HOLIDOU! 🎆
ㅤㅤ Welcoming HoliYay! With A Buoyant
Heart and Scintillant Hopes.
Portmanteau Waited! Half-closed as layers of wool and velvet, bounce of fireworks < memories that spended all the time. While beyond glass snowfall and #2026! 🎈 is COMING unfurled in pearled silence; Hidden among garments stirred nearing year-end convocation event adorned evergreen radiance frostlit stalls shared delight buckles departure bore more than attire carrying a tender expectancy fellowship recollections fated glisten softly moon-kissed snow sanctified winter night.
Let us glimpse treasures you #HappyHolidou will gather singular valise soft dreams (&.) Winter wishes folded snowy year’s end. 📬
ㅤㅤ Welcoming HoliYay! With A Buoyant
Heart and Scintillant Hopes.
Portmanteau Waited! Half-closed as layers of wool and velvet, bounce of fireworks < memories that spended all the time. While beyond glass snowfall and #2026! 🎈 is COMING unfurled in pearled silence; Hidden among garments stirred nearing year-end convocation event adorned evergreen radiance frostlit stalls shared delight buckles departure bore more than attire carrying a tender expectancy fellowship recollections fated glisten softly moon-kissed snow sanctified winter night.
Let us glimpse treasures you #HappyHolidou will gather singular valise soft dreams (&.) Winter wishes folded snowy year’s end. 📬
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Forwarded from ILLUV: Infinite Lullaby of LOVƏ.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ 💥
⊹⊹⊹
ㅤㅤㅤㅤX. / DIΛL-UP TONESㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBUBBLEGUM POP
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤTHOU CONFΣTTI ✱
ᯤ𓈒 Now listen up, this ain't just any group, it’s a little world of our own: stitched together by late night convos, good vibes, and outfits that talk louder than words. ༅ Time flies by talkin’ cowgirl boots that stomp with style, tassels ✭ move with your mood, denim with stories, and hats that carry attitude like poetry. ⟆
We don’t care where you’re from, what your follower count is, or how polished your life looks. We care about your ENERGY. ִ ׄ ꉹ ⸼ ♡゙⃞ ࣪
Are you kind? Are you real? Do you show up with a laugh, a weird idea or a shoulder when it counts? Then we want you ridin’ with US, send your form to @IILLUVBOT!💥 💥
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤFUNKLUV; ILLUV
OPEN THE GATE!⊹⊹⊹
ㅤㅤㅤㅤX. / DIΛL-UP TONESㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBUBBLEGUM POP
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤTHOU CONFΣTTI ✱
ᯤ𓈒 Now listen up, this ain't just any group, it’s a little world of our own: stitched together by late night convos, good vibes, and outfits that talk louder than words. ༅ Time flies by talkin’ cowgirl boots that stomp with style, tassels ✭ move with your mood, denim with stories, and hats that carry attitude like poetry. ⟆
We don’t care where you’re from, what your follower count is, or how polished your life looks. We care about your ENERGY. ִ ׄ ꉹ ⸼ ♡゙⃞ ࣪
Hey Illuv! It’s me, ( Name, username ) vibin’ in with ( Muse ) 💿 I’m stepping up as the next member, ready to shake things up, bring that fresh change, and light up the crew with a whole new energy!
Are you kind? Are you real? Do you show up with a laugh, a weird idea or a shoulder when it counts? Then we want you ridin’ with US, send your form to @IILLUVBOT!
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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THE SOVEREIGN DAWN OF COMMEMORATION DRIFTS THROUGH THE CHRONICLES OF TIME. ❍
Across the shifting sands of time, where each dawn paints a new horizon upon the desert’s golden canvas, we mark this day with reverence and joy, a celebration of the bond that threads us together as one great kin. Through tempests and tranquility, we have journeyed side by side, @Afrodistrella our footsteps weaving patterns of loyalty upon the desert’s sacred skin. For in the chronicles of Caldune, kinship is the purest form of sovereignty and as we move forward, hand in hand, may our bond forever be the flame that outlasts the storm.
“For in the empire of Caldune,
family is not found, it is forged.”
Under the Dawn of the Second Moon, @Caldune Awakening.
THE SOVEREIGN DAWN OF COMMEMORATION DRIFTS THROUGH THE CHRONICLES OF TIME. ❍
Across the shifting sands of time, where each dawn paints a new horizon upon the desert’s golden canvas, we mark this day with reverence and joy, a celebration of the bond that threads us together as one great kin. Through tempests and tranquility, we have journeyed side by side, @Afrodistrella our footsteps weaving patterns of loyalty upon the desert’s sacred skin. For in the chronicles of Caldune, kinship is the purest form of sovereignty and as we move forward, hand in hand, may our bond forever be the flame that outlasts the storm.
“For in the empire of Caldune,
family is not found, it is forged.”
Under the Dawn of the Second Moon, @Caldune Awakening.
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Misi, numpang lewat ya Caduy.
❤12🆒5🔥3💘3❤🔥2🥰2🤩2🕊2😍2💯2
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Knock knock… I saw your lights were still on. Would you mind if i came over to play at your house, duy?
❤16😍5🆒4💘4☃3🕊3🍓3🔥2🥰2💯2
I'm ready, is there any invitation to enjoy the new year together, Caduy?
3🆒15❤6🕊4💋4💘4🤩3🏆3❤🔥2🔥2💯2
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Forwarded from "Eternal Kin : The Geldart of the Family"
Downtown on New Year’s Eve—cold air, bright lights, and way too much noise. Geldart’s Stella keeps looking around like she doesn’t want to miss a single second, while the smell of BBQ drifts through the air. Caldune’s Ian is laughing at absolutely nothing, Rosenvelt’s Sooin is hovering near the grill like it’s her main attraction, Delaire’s Jeongwoo is already starting the countdown way too early, and Meirhärt’s Carmen just vibing, plate in hand, like this night was made for her.
The streets are crowded, the music’s too loud, and the BBQ’s probably a little overcooked—but no one cares. No big plans, no deep talks, just messy hands, shared jokes, and five people ending the year downtown, together. ♡ 🎆
The streets are crowded, the music’s too loud, and the BBQ’s probably a little overcooked—but no one cares. No big plans, no deep talks, just messy hands, shared jokes, and five people ending the year downtown, together. ♡ 🎆
❤🔥10🍓4💘4☃2🥰2🎉2🕊2💋2🤩1💯1