who says a man can’t rock pink and vibe with strawberry ice cream? 🍦💖 life'a too short to be stuck in rules made by people who can’t even handle a li color. chill moments like this remind me, it’s not about what you wear or what you’re holding, it’s about the energy you carry. && mine? cool, unapologetic, and a lil sweet with a kick. eeal men know how to keep it soft and badass at the same time. 😸🤞🏼
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Two names, one vibe. Wyrmharrow’s Niki and Courthlace’s Heeseung out here moving like the night belongs to us. Dancing to Outside, feeling every beat like it’s written for our bones. No script, no rules, just pure rhythm and reckless energy. It’s the kind of moment where the world blurs out and it’s just two souls vibin’ with the dark, the beat, and the flicker of city lights. Cool? Always. Unstoppable? Absolutely.
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ㅤㅤㅤSELENOGRAPH IN OATHE–SPOKEN
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)
Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement— @TheFinches, @TheZachruelle, @Trisdarta, @GrimOfFost, @marcheford, @Fimesse, @Noirthed, and @Sooreviel —we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)
Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement— @TheFinches, @TheZachruelle, @Trisdarta, @GrimOfFost, @marcheford, @Fimesse, @Noirthed, and @Sooreviel —we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow
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Forwarded from The House of Stahlbaum: Echoes of the Nutcracker’s Legacy.
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ㅤㅤㅤ⊹ ࣪ ˖ BEYOND THE VEIL OF THE ORDINARY LIES
ㅤㅤㅤA KINGDOM WHERE DREAMS BREATHE,
ㅤㅤㅤSWEETS SPEAK, AND EVERY SNOWFLAKE
ㅤㅤㅤHOLDS A SECRET ─── ₊ ⊹
ㅤㅤㅤThe Realms Await: Will You Answer the Call?
ㅤWe are searching for enchanted hearts to join our whimsical world in roles that honor the spirit of the tale:
For those who seek to join, kindly inscribe your intent in this format and submit to @StahlbaumRobot:
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Please be advised that we REJECT DUPLICATES OR CLONES, and any such discoveries will be met with resolute action. We also wish to inform you that only one muse slot is available, and we kindly request that you consult our TAKEN LIST before submitting your response. Should you have any inquiries, please address them in a letter and direct it to our residence in Land of Snowflakes.
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ㅤㅤㅤ⊹ ࣪ ˖ BEYOND THE VEIL OF THE ORDINARY LIES
ㅤㅤㅤA KINGDOM WHERE DREAMS BREATHE,
ㅤㅤㅤSWEETS SPEAK, AND EVERY SNOWFLAKE
ㅤㅤㅤHOLDS A SECRET ─── ₊ ⊹
ㅤㅤㅤThe Realms Await: Will You Answer the Call?
ㅤWe are searching for enchanted hearts to join our whimsical world in roles that honor the spirit of the tale:
✧ Father Figure (1980-1990)
ㅤ A figure of warmth and quiet strength, a guiding star in times of wonder and uncertainty.
✧ Auntys & Uncles (1994-1998)
ㅤNurturing yet spirited, with laughter like bells and stories that glow with timeless magic.
✧ The Childrens (2000-2010)
ㅤCurious, courageous, and full of radiant light the spark who sees beyond what others can.
For those who seek to join, kindly inscribe your intent in this format and submit to @StahlbaumRobot:
Hello, Stahlbaum. I write with the earnest desire to present myself as a contender for the distinguished role of guardian of the Keyhouse. Within this correspondence, you shall find my name, (yourname + @ username) and a portrait in words of my countenance, (yourmuse & year of birth), as per the gracious request. I remain at the ready, awaiting your esteemed reply with bated breath.
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Please be advised that we REJECT DUPLICATES OR CLONES, and any such discoveries will be met with resolute action. We also wish to inform you that only one muse slot is available, and we kindly request that you consult our TAKEN LIST before submitting your response. Should you have any inquiries, please address them in a letter and direct it to our residence in Land of Snowflakes.
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Forwarded from De Crowther Familie : There Will Be Chaos.
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ᅟImagine a place dappled in golden light, where laughter tumbles like leaves in a brisk autumn wind, carefree and bright. a space where time seems to dance, slow and jolly, and hearts beat with a rhythm that skips a beat now and then. do peek at the Family Ledger ‘fore knocking on the door
ᅟ〄 The Bell Rings For: ..
│ᅟᅟThe Parents (80—94)
ᅟThe Aunty-Uncle (95—98)
│ᅟ The Eldest (00—03)
ᅟThe Middle (04—06)
ᅟ The Youngest (07—09)
ᅟif your soul hums with quiet wonder and your pockets jingle with joy,
perhaps you're The-Missing-Linc we've been waiting for. (@CrowtherRobot.)
ᅟᅟᅟ(0/11) then let it be knøwn:
ᅟthe heartbeat that wandered too far, now finding its way to @DeCrowther🪽. come forth, kindred spirit. the hearth is warm, the kettle’s on, and your seat at the table waits.
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ᅟImagine a place dappled in golden light, where laughter tumbles like leaves in a brisk autumn wind, carefree and bright. a space where time seems to dance, slow and jolly, and hearts beat with a rhythm that skips a beat now and then. do peek at the Family Ledger ‘fore knocking on the door
ᅟ〄 The Bell Rings For: ..
│ᅟᅟThe Parents (80—94)
ᅟThe Aunty-Uncle (95—98)
│ᅟ The Eldest (00—03)
ᅟThe Middle (04—06)
ᅟ The Youngest (07—09)
ᅟif your soul hums with quiet wonder and your pockets jingle with joy,
perhaps you're The-Missing-Linc we've been waiting for. (@CrowtherRobot.)
Ahoy! the cherished of our ever-growing clan, I, (name) &. (@username), with a heart full of joy and mischief, seek to join your lively band of dreamers. as (muse), ready to share in the chaos, the laughter, and the warmth, I arrive, born in the year of (your birth year). should you find a space for one more tale-spinner at the table.
ᅟᅟᅟ(0/11) then let it be knøwn:
ᅟthe heartbeat that wandered too far, now finding its way to @DeCrowther🪽. come forth, kindred spirit. the hearth is warm, the kettle’s on, and your seat at the table waits.
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Forwarded from Eirlst: Prodigy, And Art Of A Chess. ♟
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ㅤ ㅤOBSTINATE CHESSBOARD: @EIRLST
ㅤ ㅤRETURN, ’& INFINITE TERMINOLOGY.
Blithesome wights wed to match lattice, echelon tenacious not marks in board breath nor sound that begot faint sibilation of rooks upon midnight. The brittle manuscript throughout ashen bones of their lineage. Pawns shiver underneath bishops-lit dome. Nonetheless, vellums hold dreamt pageant.
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄
PNG #CheckYourMate.
(Eirlst Familie:
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ㅤ ㅤOBSTINATE CHESSBOARD: @EIRLST
ㅤ ㅤRETURN, ’& INFINITE TERMINOLOGY.
Blithesome wights wed to match lattice, echelon tenacious not marks in board breath nor sound that begot faint sibilation of rooks upon midnight. The brittle manuscript throughout ashen bones of their lineage. Pawns shiver underneath bishops-lit dome. Nonetheless, vellums hold dreamt pageant.
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄
PNG #CheckYourMate.
(Eirlst Familie:
REVENANT
.) 🖊 Predestinate tick frontwards the oracular player arise upon their carven fields, and their wither shall haunt the noontide lattice for eternity. This hieratic relic lookout the consanguineal thrall, perdurance and perdition alike retain upon cartouche. Lest the Twibbon onboarding mechanism entreat unanticipated convolutions or encumbrance, procure help from @EirlstBot. Salacious encomia heaped upon @trndsettee, for the libidinous escapade now overshadows the beloved, rakish antecedent. Ecstatic panegyrics offered to @serhoria, who entwine multifarious intimations within the sanctified words. Eternal ligatures connects commoner and heir ascension.ㅤ