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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.

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SUBTLE SHIMMER OF DECEMBER
“Euphoria stirring in the breast,
Christmas and New Year
Brings solace amid of voyage.”

Fervor of solar-day that perpetually advance brings an eventual month that arrives as a tranquil reprieve. The geniality, cherished, and delightful surmise gently surround essential and retiring lumine escort the frost’s amour. Ensuring moments etched in memory– presents accrue as a closing, carefully preparing what becomes treasured. Photographs serving to revive in harshest season, a beacon lustre for shared intimate. Resolute desire keeps pristine as an unmarked chapter unfurls in quiescence, allowing a novelty to be perfected within a musical refrain. New enchanted prophecy emerges by honouring this occasion concertedly. 🏠𓈒 ࣪ ˖
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ᅠᅠㅤㅤᅠᅠㅤㅤᅠᅠㅤㅤᅠᅠㅤ

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ㅤㅤㅤTHE BITING WIND WAILED LOUDLY,
ㅤㅤnow as mirthful laughter ／ now as somber farewell—

The hearthfire burned with vigor, its gentle warmth pervading the room glowed on the children's faces, lighting up their innocent, unaffected smiles. (1980 TILL 2009)

ㅤ❛❛ In the end, a child must grow up,
ㅤㅤand   they   must   surpass   their
ㅤㅤparents. Only thus may  a  family
ㅤㅤflourish. I (Father.)  look  forward
ㅤㅤto hear what 'family' means.🫀 ❜❜

May The Tsaritsa Bless You.
My comrade, 'tis I, (YOUR NAME), alias (YOUR MUSE + YOUR LINE) has retrieved from our duty in MONDSTADT.

ㅤㅤMessage Sent From: @IgnarevsMailBot.

ㅤㅤㅤBefore long, the fire had faded and the house was completely still, illuminated only by a lone beam of moonlight slipping through a break in the curtains and falling across a cup of slowly cooling tea. The one principle she demanded above all was loyalty—any treachery was met with a sentence of death. 𓇢☾࿐࣪

(24th of Desember, Winter)

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૮ > <) SHINING LIKE THE STAR
/ ⁻ ៸| UNDER THE SPOTLIGHT
乀(ˍ, ل ل #AnxinBornToSing 🌟♬

Gratuitous and luminescent, he straid towards the limelight and becomes its soul, gleaming above the reach of the stars. ༘⋆

ㅤ⤹ Go grab your ticket at the link below! ⤸
ㅤ WWW.ANXIN_SHOW_TIME.TICKET.COM

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HI HOWLS! it’s me again with my favorite green fuzz, and a very wide perspective on the world. I love how everything slows down right before the big day—it gives you a chance to see things from a different angle (literally). 🎅🎄🧣

wait for me whispermind!