Forwarded from loskya. ๐ฉ๏ธ
@keossean JUJUR aku pas pertama kali liat cc ini, aku kira pfp mereka itu kaya ada 2 topeng gitu tapi ternyata itu muka nya keonho seonghyeon ya hehe.... cc nya itu theme nya dark dark gitu yaaa keren bangettt, keliatan serem di awal awal pas pertama kali ngeliat tapi ternyata aslinya mereka asikkk dan friendly! ini cc aktivis soalnya ada dimana manaaa, sering ngajak main juga! cc nya pokoknya aktifffff banget seru deehhhhh! happy 2k subs ya keossean yay!
โฒ Mensive-Manuverโณ โโ โ Raise your crystal flutes, for the crimson nectar of our bond has aged another month in the cellars of our shared isolation. We are the curated few, the elite remnants of a lineage that refuses to fade into the fog. A toast to @ianlune, @naravitzone, @SynHyeon, @ningmode, the grand masquerade we call an exquisite fragments. May our connection remain as sharp and cold as a winterโs blade.
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loskya. ๐ฉ๏ธ
Kongrets koko koko @keossean ๐
thanks a lot, loskya. boneka persahabatannya bakalan kita jagaโ๏ธ๐ปโ๏ธ๐ป
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Forwarded from Claret Tension Of Park Minju.
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Red started as blush, slow burn that creep up neck, then blossomed. We understood the language of that hue, it wasn't a facile flush of human passion. No. It was the raw, arterial thrum of determination. We called it like, โBloom! We are beautiful, aren't we?โ
Names flickered in the whispers of the wind that snaked through broken skylights. A single, red petal of rose, shed from a thorn-wreathes bloom across our eyes; we painted our lips a little red, like the shade of bruised sky. A little darker it goes as clocks tick and passed by. One.. two.. and three seconds of quiet moments until a metallic tang taste sipped through our tongue, down to the throat. Scorch and binds. As our mouth recallโPARK MINJU from ILLIT! We shouted. We start to wonder, โWere we chasing for phantom?โ or maybe a dream that had left long since it turned into dust?
โWe are truly angels.โ A glimpse of light that had once been ours, opened a trail of fire. Lead us deeper behind the eyes of scattered kin, (https://t.me/+gDPrIhj0di41NDA1) ๐
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Red started as blush, slow burn that creep up neck, then blossomed. We understood the language of that hue, it wasn't a facile flush of human passion. No. It was the raw, arterial thrum of determination. We called it like, โBloom! We are beautiful, aren't we?โ
Names flickered in the whispers of the wind that snaked through broken skylights. A single, red petal of rose, shed from a thorn-wreathes bloom across our eyes; we painted our lips a little red, like the shade of bruised sky. A little darker it goes as clocks tick and passed by. One.. two.. and three seconds of quiet moments until a metallic tang taste sipped through our tongue, down to the throat. Scorch and binds. As our mouth recallโPARK MINJU from ILLIT! We shouted. We start to wonder, โWere we chasing for phantom?โ or maybe a dream that had left long since it turned into dust?
โWe are truly angels.โ A glimpse of light that had once been ours, opened a trail of fire. Lead us deeper behind the eyes of scattered kin, (https://t.me/+gDPrIhj0di41NDA1) ๐
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