We are not folklore. We are the wound that never closed. We are not myth—we are marrow made manifest, sinew sanctified by decay.

We are not a group. We are a contagion. Our breath tastes of oxidized iron; our verses are composed in the rattle of chains and the soft rupture of flesh.

Now, the earth convulses again. The concrete splinters. The sigils burn anew.

MONSTAESAN :: OPEN GATE!

We are summoning aberrations, not admirers. Fractured minds. Splintered souls. The kind of kin who smile at static, who dance in the hum of rot, who feel most alive when everything is unraveling.

Greetings! I’m (name & username). I’m genuinely interested in becoming a part of @Monstaesan and I’m committed to going through the entire selection process. Thank you for your consideration!

Send your format to @Monstaesanbot.

Then you are no stranger here. You are overdue. The threshold weeps. The nest writhes. And the maw is wide open.

Enter. Assimilate. Become Monstaesan.

sunday afternoon with me wyrmharrow’s kya and swift’s ian! ♥️ we came to the baseball game just to watch, but somehow ended up trying the first pitch too hahaha 🤣 took some pics with the mascot, ian said it looks exactly like “tungtungsahur sahur”...? it was such a fun afternoon, full of laughs, baseball cheers, and random jokes. what about you, howlies and wifies? what did you do this afternoon? 💫

Goodmorning, wifies! 💟

Good morning, ohayou gozaimasu, selamat pagi, gutten morgan. 💐🌷🌹🌸🌕☘🍀 (ngikutin yang atas)