Forwarded from Caelthwynn: Soft Days In a Little Den!
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
Forwarded from DIARY OF THE HEFFLINS : A Page We Probably Shouldn't Post.
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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! 👀
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.
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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Happy Mother’s Day, Our Precious Ibun. ❤️
Thank you for being the kind of love that never asks for attention—
quiet but constant, present in small routines and gentle reminders,
always making sure we're okay before anything else.
Your love may not come with grand words,
but it shows up every day in your care, your patience,
and the way you choose us again and again.
We may not always notice it right away
or say thank you often enough,
but your love has shaped us in ways we understand now—
teaching us how to be gentle, how to stay strong,
and how to keep going when things feel heavy.
You are our first home,
not a place, but a feeling—
one that keeps us safe and grounded,
no matter how far we go.
On this Mother’s Day,
We want you to know that your love is seen and deeply felt.
It lives on in who we are becoming.
Happy Mother’s Day, Ibun.
We carry your love with us—every single day.
Wrapped in love, your daughters and sons.
Thank you for being the kind of love that never asks for attention—
quiet but constant, present in small routines and gentle reminders,
always making sure we're okay before anything else.
Your love may not come with grand words,
but it shows up every day in your care, your patience,
and the way you choose us again and again.
We may not always notice it right away
or say thank you often enough,
but your love has shaped us in ways we understand now—
teaching us how to be gentle, how to stay strong,
and how to keep going when things feel heavy.
You are our first home,
not a place, but a feeling—
one that keeps us safe and grounded,
no matter how far we go.
On this Mother’s Day,
We want you to know that your love is seen and deeply felt.
It lives on in who we are becoming.
Happy Mother’s Day, Ibun.
We carry your love with us—every single day.
Wrapped in love, your daughters and sons.
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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 @LeclairFamilie, @TheeRomanovna, @Hoonelle, @Waveteen, 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.
With warmth and love, @Cherrilane.
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 @LeclairFamilie, @TheeRomanovna, @Hoonelle, @Waveteen, 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.
With warmth and love, @Cherrilane.
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The night felt warm when Gritner's Sungchan and Cherrilane's Sangah went out for dinner together. The city lights glowed softly around them, and the restaurant was filled with quiet laughter and gentle music. They talked about small things, shared food, and enjoyed the comfort of being side by side, as if time was moving slower just for them. Dinner passed easily, filled with quiet jokes and comfortable pauses that didn’t need to be filled.
When they stood up to leave, Sungchan stopped her for a second and handed her a red rose.
"You didn’t have to," Sangah said, though she was already smiling.
"I wanted to," he replied. "Just… because it’s you." She laughed softly. "Then I’ll keep it."
They ended up in a photobox not long after. "Okay, this one, no thinking," Sungchan said as the timer started.
"That’s impossible with you next to me," Sangah teased.
The photos came out slightly messy, a little blurry, but sweet. Just two people and memories they knew they’d look back on.
When they stood up to leave, Sungchan stopped her for a second and handed her a red rose.
"You didn’t have to," Sangah said, though she was already smiling.
"I wanted to," he replied. "Just… because it’s you." She laughed softly. "Then I’ll keep it."
They ended up in a photobox not long after. "Okay, this one, no thinking," Sungchan said as the timer started.
"That’s impossible with you next to me," Sangah teased.
The photos came out slightly messy, a little blurry, but sweet. Just two people and memories they knew they’d look back on.
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