Today Sörguine’s Keonho went out with Scarvaine’s Ian, and everything felt lighter than usual. We walked around the mall for hours, stopping at random stores, laughing over small things, and somehow turning “just looking” into actual shopping bags in our hands. We bought ice cream and stood there sharing the moment while it slowly melted, talking about nothing important but feeling like it mattered anyway. Before heading home, we picked up a Lego set, and later sat close on the floor, sorting the tiny pieces, helping each other when we got confused, fixing our mistakes together, and smiling when it finally started to come together. It wasn’t a big day or a fancy one, but it felt warm, easy, and quietly special in the way only simple moments can be.
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JAN OF 23RD, FIBS PLAITED IN HEARTH & HARVEST.
( . . *‘årstidene snakker, omfavner vårt hjem? Blunt!)
Sallow celestial panoramas bloaring upon timber bassinets weary hands: mere soil once was kissed by elusive perish rain, pronto bruited of life anew nether bare hoof. Woebegone dismal no more, past sowed rue hereafter panaches in cinder-poted repose.
Thus, the inception kneads aught requiem for what hover for hearts bind elysium Rivulets of Memoir. Hitched in moments piroutte from mirth and prairie sward carol, under no circumstances of aim withal forever greed. Through thistle portage of sail, dead even unsought albeit found and launch by those who bear the culm burns: @TheeRomanovna. Torn witching hours merely cede surrender to cheers nor slaked. Intercede as wind plaiting by dint of rye, lamentd of old loiter too deep nether the ribs.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ BASINGㅤ /ㅤ NIGH.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Parrots balsa and grunt,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ thereby lantern cauterize
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ inferior, Sörguine Familie.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
JAN OF 23RD, FIBS PLAITED IN HEARTH & HARVEST.
( . . *‘årstidene snakker, omfavner vårt hjem? Blunt!)
Sallow celestial panoramas bloaring upon timber bassinets weary hands: mere soil once was kissed by elusive perish rain, pronto bruited of life anew nether bare hoof. Woebegone dismal no more, past sowed rue hereafter panaches in cinder-poted repose.
Thus, the inception kneads aught requiem for what hover for hearts bind elysium Rivulets of Memoir. Hitched in moments piroutte from mirth and prairie sward carol, under no circumstances of aim withal forever greed. Through thistle portage of sail, dead even unsought albeit found and launch by those who bear the culm burns: @TheeRomanovna. Torn witching hours merely cede surrender to cheers nor slaked. Intercede as wind plaiting by dint of rye, lamentd of old loiter too deep nether the ribs.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ BASINGㅤ /ㅤ NIGH.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Parrots balsa and grunt,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ thereby lantern cauterize
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ inferior, Sörguine Familie.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
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Sorbees, how’s your day going so far? Here with Sörguine’s Liyu, bundling up because of the pretty chilly weather today. Being the guy I am, I still wanna look nice while bundling up. I was about to head out and thought, why not do a quick fit check together with Sorbees? So, care to show me what you’re wearing today?
🆒9🔥3🕊3🏆3👻3❤2🎉2🤩2
Sörguine-Familien: The Light That Never Fades.
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While I was at it, the fantastically annoying four younger siblings of mine popped in. Sörguine’s Juhoon came up to me first and whistled. “I see you’re going somewhere, koko. Mind if I join? 😙” I… I’m sorry?
And to make it worse, Sörguine’s Minje also came into my room, posing like some kind of hotshot. “Koko, I’m ready.” READY for where? I’m not taking you guys ANYWHERE.
All my babbling about refusing to let them join apparently reached the ears of the twins, Sörguine’s Sanghyeon and Sörguine’s Ahyeon. Sanghyeon peeked into my room, already dressed up, while Ahyeon suddenly barged in, acting all dramatic. “Gasps. Why aren’t you inviting me, ko?” Well, I wasn’t even planning on inviting anyone. But since they were all already dolled up and begging me to take them along, I couldn’t say no. 🥲
And to make it worse, Sörguine’s Minje also came into my room, posing like some kind of hotshot. “Koko, I’m ready.” READY for where? I’m not taking you guys ANYWHERE.
All my babbling about refusing to let them join apparently reached the ears of the twins, Sörguine’s Sanghyeon and Sörguine’s Ahyeon. Sanghyeon peeked into my room, already dressed up, while Ahyeon suddenly barged in, acting all dramatic. “Gasps. Why aren’t you inviting me, ko?” Well, I wasn’t even planning on inviting anyone. But since they were all already dolled up and begging me to take them along, I couldn’t say no. 🥲
🔥10🥰4❤2🤩2🕊2🍓2🎉1
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Tonight, I, Sörguine’s Gubba, spent a warm and lovely evening having dinner together with Sörguine’s Gubben, just the two of us, enjoying each other’s company. Earlier this afternoon, I was already surprised when I found out we were going out for dinner, and it quietly made my day feel lighter. I thought that would be the only surprise waiting for me. When we arrived at the restaurant, another gentle moment unfolded. He suddenly gave me a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and it honestly made my heart flutter.
Throughout the evening, he stayed thoughtful in the smallest ways, making sure I was comfortable and happy without ever having to say much. We shared a calm dinner and let time slow down around us, as if nothing else mattered in that moment. Everything felt easy and warm just being by his side. The moment felt so sweet and sincere, something I know I will cherish for a long time. Being his wife means being loved quietly but deeply, in ways that feel steady and real. My husband truly has the softest heart. He really is the sweetest. 🤍
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Tonight, I, Sörguine’s Gubba, spent a warm and lovely evening having dinner together with Sörguine’s Gubben, just the two of us, enjoying each other’s company. Earlier this afternoon, I was already surprised when I found out we were going out for dinner, and it quietly made my day feel lighter. I thought that would be the only surprise waiting for me. When we arrived at the restaurant, another gentle moment unfolded. He suddenly gave me a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and it honestly made my heart flutter.
Throughout the evening, he stayed thoughtful in the smallest ways, making sure I was comfortable and happy without ever having to say much. We shared a calm dinner and let time slow down around us, as if nothing else mattered in that moment. Everything felt easy and warm just being by his side. The moment felt so sweet and sincere, something I know I will cherish for a long time. Being his wife means being loved quietly but deeply, in ways that feel steady and real. My husband truly has the softest heart. He really is the sweetest. 🤍
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❤12💘8🥰5🎉3🏆2💋1🆒1
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