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Forwarded from (DISBANDED).
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﹝﹞Through the veils of twilight, where the unseen whispers in hues of silver and gold, you have arrived. THE GATES TO THIS SACRED CONVERGENCE NOW OPEN. AUNTY-UNCLE (1996-1999), OLDER LINE (2000-2002), YOUNGEST LINE (2006-2010) ❞
Here our TAKEN LIST where does not merely illuminate—it awakens. This Familie is more than a haven; it is a vessel for dreams, a cradle of energies interwoven like threads in the vast cosmic tapestry. ⚗
Step forward, bearer of light, and let your essence meld with ours @LamercyBot. Together, we are fragments of the same eternal glow, a luminous melody that ebbs and flows across dimensions. Within these gates, the ordinary dissolves, leaving only the extraordinary. We shared journey toward the sublime, where shadows and light coalesce into meaning.
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﹝﹞Through the veils of twilight, where the unseen whispers in hues of silver and gold, you have arrived. THE GATES TO THIS SACRED CONVERGENCE NOW OPEN. AUNTY-UNCLE (1996-1999), OLDER LINE (2000-2002), YOUNGEST LINE (2006-2010) ❞
Here our TAKEN LIST where does not merely illuminate—it awakens. This Familie is more than a haven; it is a vessel for dreams, a cradle of energies interwoven like threads in the vast cosmic tapestry. ⚗
Hail, Seeker of Celestial Paths, The Lamercy. My path has brought me here, not by chance, but by a pull older than the stars themselves. Now I, (your name + @) let the rhythm of this gathering embrace (your muse + birth year) and may you find me not just a home but a reflection of your soul's own brilliance.Step forward, bearer of light, and let your essence meld with ours @LamercyBot. Together, we are fragments of the same eternal glow, a luminous melody that ebbs and flows across dimensions. Within these gates, the ordinary dissolves, leaving only the extraordinary. We shared journey toward the sublime, where shadows and light coalesce into meaning.
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Forwarded from Of Tints and Homes: Greesacht Familia.
ㅤㅤ*Greesacht's Eunchae ft.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ*Corwell's Woonhak ⚡️
₮₩Ø6 ₩1ⱠĐ (😎)
ⱤłĐ/₦₲ †H£ ÇHÄÖ§
₩/Ʉ₦₴₮Ø₱₱₳฿ⱠɆ νιвєѕ.
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[ DISBAND ] Dusty Pockets: A Corwell Story. via @MasterPollOSBot
📝 Howdy, Owel! A new SOD (Spill or Drink) drifts in at @SodList for @CorwellWorld, soft as a breeze through quiet rooms. If someone’s been lingering in your thoughts, drop their name on the board. We’ll pour the tea or raise the glass, gently as ever. 👤 Spill…
owel, isi dong. seribu pun kita tanggepin, cepet isi
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Forwarded from TAESAN 21st KISS SHOT.
🎱 A NEW GAME BEGINS AT 21.
태산 ——•——• HAN TAESAN.
“They say a great player knows how to make the most of every shot, but a true genius can pull off a flawless kiss shot.”
#Taesan21stKissShot
태산 ——•——• HAN TAESAN.
“They say a great player knows how to make the most of every shot, but a true genius can pull off a flawless kiss shot.”
#Taesan21stKissShot
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𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘
ㅤㅤ 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗠𝗡 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ✼ 𝟖 𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭.
Not empty, not cold—ㅤㅤbut full of stories untold,
of names we hope toㅤㅤcall, of homes we have
yet to find. In the rustleㅤof leaves ('&) the fading
warmth of the sun,ㅤㅤㅤ I find myself longing —
not for a place, but forㅤ people. For voices that
greet with care. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ For hands that stay.
For a family that feels
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤlike shelter. This letter is
ㅤㅤㅤ for you, who might
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ be willing ㅤto stayㅤ who
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤknows howㅤ to ㅤ listen.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Who has space in their heart to become
ㅤㅤㅤㅤsomething to someone. We are in search
ㅤㅤㅤ of a family — not perfect, but present. One
ㅤㅤㅤ that grows together, laughs softly, forgives
ㅤㅤㅤㅤoften. A place where roles are more than
ㅤㅤㅤㅤnames, through days both easy and hard.
If you are between the years: Parental Figure (1981—1995), Aunty & Uncle (1996—1999), Oldest Child (2000—2002), Middle (2003—2005), Youngest (2006—2010). Then perhaps we are meant to meet here, in this season of stillness and hope.
Please visit @DelaireBot to see the TAKEN LIST. We only welcome those who truly seek connection— not those who come with false names, split hearts, or uncertain intentions.
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ May
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🍁 autumn
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ guide us home.
Warm regards,
POCKET OF DIARY
—THE DELAIRE ’s.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘
ㅤㅤ 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗠𝗡 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ✼ 𝟖 𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭.
Not empty, not cold—ㅤㅤbut full of stories untold,
of names we hope toㅤㅤcall, of homes we have
yet to find. In the rustleㅤof leaves ('&) the fading
warmth of the sun,ㅤㅤㅤ I find myself longing —
not for a place, but forㅤ people. For voices that
greet with care. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ For hands that stay.
For a family that feels
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤlike shelter. This letter is
ㅤㅤㅤ for you, who might
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ be willing ㅤto stayㅤ who
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤknows howㅤ to ㅤ listen.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Who has space in their heart to become
ㅤㅤㅤㅤsomething to someone. We are in search
ㅤㅤㅤ of a family — not perfect, but present. One
ㅤㅤㅤ that grows together, laughs softly, forgives
ㅤㅤㅤㅤoften. A place where roles are more than
ㅤㅤㅤㅤnames, through days both easy and hard.
If you are between the years: Parental Figure (1981—1995), Aunty & Uncle (1996—1999), Oldest Child (2000—2002), Middle (2003—2005), Youngest (2006—2010). Then perhaps we are meant to meet here, in this season of stillness and hope.
Greetings! I come as (Name, Muse, Line, @Username) willing to fill the position as “Parents/Aunty/Uncle/Oldest/Middle/Youngest” ready to take part in a family where presence matters more than perfection. Let this be the start of something meaningful. Thank you!Please visit @DelaireBot to see the TAKEN LIST. We only welcome those who truly seek connection— not those who come with false names, split hearts, or uncertain intentions.
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ May
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🍁 autumn
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ guide us home.
Warm regards,
POCKET OF DIARY
—THE DELAIRE ’s.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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♥︎. “A Quiet Bond ; A tale behind cracked piano keys 𐚁
─── I. Once, the rain changed its
mind. Only the hush of wind
remained and tiny footsteps
along an old wooden hall,
delivering a letter from beneath
the stairs. 💌
✱ A tender friendship... (&. woven through gentle hours. Every word, adorned with wistful laughter. Among clinking teaspoons and warm honeyed tea, the feeling never faded like Celestine’s giggles, or Ernest’s sleepy hums in his rocking chair. They become lullabies, become illustrations, become the pale moon at the window waiting quietly for us to return. For those being celebrated, @blissette & @TheRedfern love isn’t always loud. Sometimes it arrives like a small cat: silent, soft, and unwilling to leave.
In the hush of silence,
something wordless lingered,
🏠🐻❄️🐹 @CorwellWorld.
─── I. Once, the rain changed its
mind. Only the hush of wind
remained and tiny footsteps
along an old wooden hall,
delivering a letter from beneath
the stairs. 💌
✱ A tender friendship... (&. woven through gentle hours. Every word, adorned with wistful laughter. Among clinking teaspoons and warm honeyed tea, the feeling never faded like Celestine’s giggles, or Ernest’s sleepy hums in his rocking chair. They become lullabies, become illustrations, become the pale moon at the window waiting quietly for us to return. For those being celebrated, @blissette & @TheRedfern love isn’t always loud. Sometimes it arrives like a small cat: silent, soft, and unwilling to leave.
In the hush of silence,
something wordless lingered,
🏠🐻❄️🐹 @CorwellWorld.
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