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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, @clardforge @TheStahlbaum @TheRuneshard @HeirsOfMoriarty 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, @clardforge @TheStahlbaum @TheRuneshard @HeirsOfMoriarty 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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Forwarded from Requiem Tarnished Heir, The Family of Willem.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
𓊑 ───
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ ㅤ(The Shipwrecked Sailor: ㅤPAGES, 01.)
ㅤㅤ ㅤ”House to ㅤwhich we
are ㅤ bound, stands at ㅤ
an angle ㅤwith the ㅤspot.” 📜
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Their wayward child, adrift upon the deep ㅤand foaming ㅤ fields. A general one, no doubt you ㅤhave an ㅤimpression that ㅤ there ㅤare certain ㅤaqualid streets, nothing to ㅤdo prowl ㅤlanguildy about and ㅤoccasionally ㅤasseme together.
𓉳 ; The bond with the encouragement of memories allows our household with various meanings where the next page forms a display of FATHER figure (1989 until 1992), UNCLE — AUNTY figure (1993 until 1998) and SIBLINGS figure (1999 until 2010). Give the key to wheat bread and open the door to your family, before giving rise to that feeling of enthusiasm you have to check taken list that has been registered @WillemRobot and take the available empty seats.
Essential life is bound to captivate relationships when we empathize with each other's experiences.
𓊑 ───
HISTORICAL MEMOIRS OF THE HOUSE OF WILLEMS CORRESPONDING MEMBER OF THE SOCIETY OF ANTIQUARIES.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ ㅤ(The Shipwrecked Sailor: ㅤPAGES, 01.)
ㅤㅤ ㅤ”House to ㅤwhich we
are ㅤ bound, stands at ㅤ
an angle ㅤwith the ㅤspot.” 📜
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Their wayward child, adrift upon the deep ㅤand foaming ㅤ fields. A general one, no doubt you ㅤhave an ㅤimpression that ㅤ there ㅤare certain ㅤaqualid streets, nothing to ㅤdo prowl ㅤlanguildy about and ㅤoccasionally ㅤasseme together.
𓉳 ; The bond with the encouragement of memories allows our household with various meanings where the next page forms a display of FATHER figure (1989 until 1992), UNCLE — AUNTY figure (1993 until 1998) and SIBLINGS figure (1999 until 2010). Give the key to wheat bread and open the door to your family, before giving rise to that feeling of enthusiasm you have to check taken list that has been registered @WillemRobot and take the available empty seats.
A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Willem. I, [NAME + USERNAME] has a full desire to be able to join the royal royalty structure by using [MUSE] who was born in the [LINE MUSE]. With suitability for the role of throne and power, I will offer myself as one of the [FATHER/UNCLE/AUNTY/CHILD] in The Willem's dynasty. Sincere thanks, The Willem.Essential life is bound to captivate relationships when we empathize with each other's experiences.
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Forwarded from The Wendissle Records: “A Secrets In Dusted Ink.”
Dinner started with Corwell's Jeemin claiming she wasn’t that hungry—cut to five minutes later and she’s already planning dessert -___-
She looked calm, elegant, borderline mysterious. You’d never guess she’s actually just waiting for Wendissle's Kya to finish choosing her sushi so she can steal a piece.
Kya, on the other hand, was in full focus mode—eyebrows slightly furrowed, chopsticks aligned, seafood dreams loading. She didn’t talk much either, just nodded once and went for the fattest salmon like a professional.
They didn’t need conversation; just existing in the same booth felt like enough.
One scrolled through her phone with the world’s most dramatic sighs, the other took her time placing sushi pieces like it was a strategy game.
— Jeemin & Kya: Weekend diaries, chapter dinner. 🧸
She looked calm, elegant, borderline mysterious. You’d never guess she’s actually just waiting for Wendissle's Kya to finish choosing her sushi so she can steal a piece.
Kya, on the other hand, was in full focus mode—eyebrows slightly furrowed, chopsticks aligned, seafood dreams loading. She didn’t talk much either, just nodded once and went for the fattest salmon like a professional.
They didn’t need conversation; just existing in the same booth felt like enough.
One scrolled through her phone with the world’s most dramatic sighs, the other took her time placing sushi pieces like it was a strategy game.
— Jeemin & Kya: Weekend diaries, chapter dinner. 🧸
🔥2❤🔥1☃1🎉1🤩1💘1
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Forwarded from Glow where the zest Flows: Kwangerine Zestival! 🎪🍊
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The lights are dim, the stage breathes, and all that's left is one voice—yours. We’re setting the stage for a BOO SEUNGKWAN ONLY to join PAGUYUBAN, and the final spotlight seeks its rightful star. This isn’t just a casting call. It’s a summons for those who feel music in their bones and presence in their core.
(Notice) If you’ve ever longed to be part of something that feels like a final encore every time we gather—this is your opening cue and make sure you understand how the paguyuban system works.
(https://t.me/+auM1voJlkK4zMmZl)
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[HELP FORWARD]
The lights are dim, the stage breathes, and all that's left is one voice—yours. We’re setting the stage for a BOO SEUNGKWAN ONLY to join PAGUYUBAN, and the final spotlight seeks its rightful star. This isn’t just a casting call. It’s a summons for those who feel music in their bones and presence in their core.
(Notice) If you’ve ever longed to be part of something that feels like a final encore every time we gather—this is your opening cue and make sure you understand how the paguyuban system works.
(https://t.me/+auM1voJlkK4zMmZl)
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KWANGERINE HADIR.
Tongkrongan jruk fenomenal, yg g fenomenal gsh join, phm-! *memberi paham dengan nada kak gem*
BY MENSIP TGL 1 BY
Main ch @kwangerines
Ch arsip @kwangerinotes
Comsect
https://t.me/+qJRj4FBIK5BlOTdl
BY MENSIP TGL 1 BY
Main ch @kwangerines
Ch arsip @kwangerinotes
Comsect
https://t.me/+qJRj4FBIK5BlOTdl
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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, @TheEldraeth, @TheNorbury, @Tyunthera, and @TheVentresca 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, @TheEldraeth, @TheNorbury, @Tyunthera, and @TheVentresca 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.