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(ⓘ───SWASHBUCKLER) Cruising in the Gulf of Guinea. ⍀

The sands were still home silent trees. The day was calm our lives at ease. We rattled no more than passing breeze as we sang with the ocean's frequencies. Time had passed and we rode the waves ventured far out lost. Suffering for freedom on the East coast, we dedicated to find our lost pirates.

We have arrived by to steal the spotlight as we opening the gate for new faces to tenant in our beloved house. If you're intrigued to anchors your soul, take a look at our 'taken list' and pay attention if your heart races for adventure and family and your spirit is stirred, we’re seeking:

♝ MOTHER & FATHER (1980–1994)
ㅤStands as a pillar of strength and love.
ㅤShow up, even when the world   doesn’t.

♝ UNCLE & AUNT (1995–1999)
ㅤBring wisdom with a touch of fun.
ㅤOffers warmth, stories, and sweet
ㅤadvice.

♝ SISTER & BROTHER (2000–2011)
ㅤA best friend wrapped in family.
ㅤLeads with quiet courage and care.

Consider to tap this link for those who interested in becoming part of: VANSENT FAMILY

The New Wave is who we are. A family created by fire, loyalty, and decision rather than blood. Would you dare dock with us?
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As December unfurls its frost-kissed chapters, there comes a night where time slows and warmth gathers in unlikely places.

  Tonight, we step into that tale, beneath gentle
    lights and shared smiles—welcomed by the
           ever-merry spell of SARCHRISTMAS.

Once upon this winter evening, strangers turn into familiar faces, and familiar faces feel a little closer. The air hums with anticipation, as if the room itself is holding a secret meant only for those who choose to stay present. Listen closely, can you hear it? That’s the sound of joy arriving softly, without ceremony.

                    Add your voice to the Tunes of Love.
                 Thaw the year’s edge with song.
              Take a Kissmas Postcard.
           Write what needs saying.
        And, winter listens.

Settle in.
Tell a tale. Start a new one.
Welcome to Sarchristmas—where cheer glows softly, hearts gather like embers, and winter feels less cold when shared. And if this night becomes a memory you revisit long after December fades, well, that’s how you know the tale was worth telling. 🎄💌

Kisses and hugs,
Sarchner's Santas.
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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.

 
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.” 💫
 

Hei! Look at us, Clardforge's Eunhye with Lourette's Seol Inah. Today, we're spending time together. Kami pergi berkunjung ke sebuah kafe yang baru saja melakukan pembukaan: mencari diskon. Ce Eunhye sibuk bertanya kepada sang barista mengenai bagaimana cara membuat kopinya, lihatlah.. ia sampai berdiri di sebelah barista. Dia amazed, bahkan sampai tak berkutik. Andai saja sempat dipotret, pasti raut mukanya akan tampak menggemaskan.

Inah begitu sibuk memilih kue apa yang hendak ia pesan, yang pada akhirnya dia hanya ikutan Ce Eunhye. Mulanya, ia hendak memesan Matcha Latte, yang ternyata sudah lebih dulu habis. Mengecewakan! Begitulah keluhannya terdengar.

Meski begitu, kami begitu menikmati kebersamaan ini hingga suatu ketika anak Ce Eunhye menanyakan keberadaannya, "Mama, kamu di mana?" Begitulah kebersamaan kami hari ini berakhir.

Anyway, Ce Eunhye sempat berkomentar tentang cara Inah berpose, “Macam orang menenggak bir dalam sekali teguk saja kamu ini.”