Forwarded from Wyrmharrow; The Aureate Affliction of the Lunar Scion.
Today felt like opening a treasure box of old memories. Wyrmharrow’s Martin and Wyrmharrow’s Juhoon gathered everyone’s childhood photos, and suddenly the room filled with warmth. There’s Sarchner’s Youngseo with flowers painted on her cheeks, Cherrilane’s Ian looking adorable as he holds a dog with that tiny shy smile, followed by Grachter’s Juhoon lost in a soft daydream, and Halton’s Nahyun posing coolly with a skateboard like a mini icon. Then there’s Calsearth’s Yuha rocking a rabbit filter, Cherrilane’s Stella looking boldly confident, Loughrey’s Ian doing the iconic “hidup seperti larry” pose, Lorth’s Keonho happily eating cake, and Clyborne’s Juun sitting with such quiet grace it feels like a memory frozen in gold.
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Forwarded from Wraith of Warmth: Mertzlan Família's Still Alive.
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WRAITH OF WARMTH
Still Alive. Still Mine.
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We didn't arrive to retrieve or ravage, but to inspect what fortune means to those who still stand in the Borderland. Because here, fortune is just another name for survival. With decency and intent, we present OUR FIRST-EVER-EVENT. An area created not from achievement, but from retention.
TIME KEEPS TO CRUISE—BUT FIXATION NEVER PALE. BETWEEN EXISTENCE AND FORFEITURE, WE ARE STILL HOMINID: In an sphere that keeps finale, we choose to keep fixation. Through words left behind, and warmth shared.
┼── Wraith of Warmth is a halt amid the havoc. An area where messages become matins, and simple words become code that we are still existent. For those who are forfeiture, for those who reside, and for those we haven't had the moment to curtsy. Tonight, we send our fixation in the most homonid way possible: through words. Because in Borderland, even spirits have the right to feel warm. 🎴
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WRAITH OF WARMTH
Still Alive. Still Mine.
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ㅤ ♡ ♧ ♤ ♢
We didn't arrive to retrieve or ravage, but to inspect what fortune means to those who still stand in the Borderland. Because here, fortune is just another name for survival. With decency and intent, we present OUR FIRST-EVER-EVENT. An area created not from achievement, but from retention.
TIME KEEPS TO CRUISE—BUT FIXATION NEVER PALE. BETWEEN EXISTENCE AND FORFEITURE, WE ARE STILL HOMINID: In an sphere that keeps finale, we choose to keep fixation. Through words left behind, and warmth shared.
┼── Wraith of Warmth is a halt amid the havoc. An area where messages become matins, and simple words become code that we are still existent. For those who are forfeiture, for those who reside, and for those we haven't had the moment to curtsy. Tonight, we send our fixation in the most homonid way possible: through words. Because in Borderland, even spirits have the right to feel warm. 🎴
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Forwarded from DOPE SHELTER OF THE SVEIC.
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📁.DRAFT: Quiet corner gave rise
to something steady: THE SVEIC. *
It wasn’t made to impress, just to exist. A spot that feels like home when the city rushes by too fast, where stories brush shoulders, some sticking around, some passing like graffiti on a wall that time can’t scrub away.
Certain corners await their rightful keepers: the Uncle (’95–’99), firm as the roadway that beareth the weight of years; the Eldest (’02–’03), calm and wise, guiding through motion; the Middle (’04–’06), bold enough to kindle connection; and the Youngest (’07–’09), bringing light where the night doth linger.
CLAIM YOUR SPOT! 🚧🛑
Scope the seats before you roll in, then drop your name to @sveicobot and stake your claim &. /⛐
ㅤㅤMAY THE CITY’S HUM LEAD YOU HOME.
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📁.DRAFT: Quiet corner gave rise
to something steady: THE SVEIC. *
It wasn’t made to impress, just to exist. A spot that feels like home when the city rushes by too fast, where stories brush shoulders, some sticking around, some passing like graffiti on a wall that time can’t scrub away.
Certain corners await their rightful keepers: the Uncle (’95–’99), firm as the roadway that beareth the weight of years; the Eldest (’02–’03), calm and wise, guiding through motion; the Middle (’04–’06), bold enough to kindle connection; and the Youngest (’07–’09), bringing light where the night doth linger.
CLAIM YOUR SPOT! 🚧🛑
Yo, Sveic! I’m (Name, Muse, Line, @Username). Steppin’ in to claim the spot as (Uncle/Eldest/Middle/Youngest). If this city’s rhythm matches mine, then maybe this is where I’m meant to stay.Scope the seats before you roll in, then drop your name to @sveicobot and stake your claim &. /⛐
ㅤㅤMAY THE CITY’S HUM LEAD YOU HOME.
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some days feel like those small, quiet miracles you only notice when you’re with the right people, and our moments together always end up feeling like that. we’re just glad this family somehow shaped itself around us, with all the soft, steady kinds of love we give each other. and there’s a warmth that really only shows up when it’s us. ♥️
happy children’s day,
cherrilane. 🍒
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some days feel like those small, quiet miracles you only notice when you’re with the right people, and our moments together always end up feeling like that. we’re just glad this family somehow shaped itself around us, with all the soft, steady kinds of love we give each other. and there’s a warmth that really only shows up when it’s us. ♥️
happy children’s day,
cherrilane. 🍒
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CHERRY SEASON IS COMING SOON 🍒
From the heart of our family farm, where red cherries have been blooming for generations, we celebrate the next month in our journey together. Like the roots in our trees, our bonds grow stronger with each passing season. To those with happy families or friends @FamilieSchumann, @RoyalChamberss, @Caelthwynn, we warmly welcome the season that is about to arrive, always keeping our bonds strong and always being cherries that grow every day. Together, we care for more than just cherries: we care for a heritage that will flourish for future generations. Make today a happy day, filled with laughter, shared moments, and growth both in our cherries and in our hearts. May the day you celebrate this harvest be blessed, abundant in effort, and colored by the warm deep red of the harvest we love.
From the heart of our family farm, where red cherries have been blooming for generations, we celebrate the next month in our journey together. Like the roots in our trees, our bonds grow stronger with each passing season. To those with happy families or friends @FamilieSchumann, @RoyalChamberss, @Caelthwynn, we warmly welcome the season that is about to arrive, always keeping our bonds strong and always being cherries that grow every day. Together, we care for more than just cherries: we care for a heritage that will flourish for future generations. Make today a happy day, filled with laughter, shared moments, and growth both in our cherries and in our hearts. May the day you celebrate this harvest be blessed, abundant in effort, and colored by the warm deep red of the harvest we love.
Forwarded from The Shadowed BloodMoon: Duisterg Clan.
Hello, duis. Today Duisterg's Dohoon and Cherrilane's Shinyu Take some Breaks on The Beach We swear this was supposed to be a peaceful ‘healing at the beach’ moment, but somehow we turned the entire shoreline into our personal comedy show. The waves were trying their best to look aesthetic while we were out here acting like NPCs who finally got released from responsibilities. Sand in our shoes, sunburn in progress, hair fighting for its life against the wind — but honestly, this is exactly the chaos we needed.
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