Beneath our snow-dusted, clover-roofed cottage, the Tiny Paws Family invites gentle souls who wish for a warm and cozy home in the middle of frost! ☃️

We hope these little notes can guide you as you find your spot among us:

🫧 Pyon Pyon Parents: 1980-1994
🫧 Aunties & Uncles: 1995-1998
🫧 Soft Littles: 1999-2010

To join, send your snowy squeak in this format:

Pssst! Tiny Paws Cottage, hello! I’m padding over through the falling snow with round cheeks and soft squeaks. I, (Your Name + @Username), have chosen (Your Muse + Year Born) as my muse! May this little note let me wiggle into your cozy family. Thank you!




Send your snowy squeak to: @CaelthwynnsBot

Before choosing your muse, please check our TAKEN LIST so no one trips over each other’s tails. This helps keep our cottage cozy, fair, and filled with soft laughter. ♡

Once your message arrives, we’ll shuffle over with round cheeks and squeaky cheers—saving you a warm spot by the teacups, as delicate snow falls outside. ❄️

With cuddles and giggles,
ㅤㅤㅤThe @Caelthwynn Cottage! 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
　

 
The Hums A Low, Electric Prayer—📟
Glass-bound Sky Of Static And Of Salt.

             / 📲🚏 ★

We drift through phosphors, weightless in the air, where neon ribbons curve without a fault.

The city bleeds in pink, a low-poly sunrise caught in endless loop.

“The cooling fans provide the space
to think, while digital gulls in frozen
circles swoop.” 💫
 

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ📔 THE HEFFLINS’ DIARY ENTRY #002
ㅤㅤOUR GATE’S OPEN (APPARENTLY).

So, the elders said we should “open the gate” and let more people in the family. And here we are, @TheHefflins are now accepting new members. Yeah, you heard that right, we’re expanding.

Here’s the lineup we came up with and somehow, it makes sense: Parents Figures (1980–1994), Aunty & Uncle Figures (1995–1999), Eldest Children (2000–2002), and Middle Children (2003–2005). You can peek through here to see our taken list tho! 👀

Dear The Hefflins, it’s me, (your name), using (your muse + line). I was just minding my own business when I spotted your post-it note on the neighbor’s wall. Congratulations, you’ve got yourself another troublemaker. 👊🏻

Send this through @HefflinsRobot. 📬

If you can survive a group chat that never sleeps, welcome hugs that come with sarcasm, and a family that laughs way too loud, The Hefflins want YOU. 💥

🏠 Gate’s open. Step in before someone locks it again.

In this monday, I, Mistlesoir’s Yuha spent my day wandering through the city with no clear destination, just enjoying the walk together with my friend, Eldraeth’s Juhoon. I often slowed down to look around, while he joked and confidently pointed ahead as if he knew exactly where we were going. Somewhere along the way, we stopped to grab some snacks from a street vendor, casually eating while standing on the sidewalk, laughing over small things and taking pictures in between bites.

As we continued through busy streets and followed subway signs pointing in different directions, the day stayed light and unhurried. We joked around, shared snacks without really keeping track of whose was whose, and paused whenever something caught each’s attention. The city was loud and full of movement, but our walk felt easy, filled with simple moments that made my day feel complete.