I was bored and planning to stroll around the night town. Thanks to Dylan for taking this photo, somehow he took the photo without my instructions for my pose and angle. But okay, that was fun. I'm looking forward to spending another night with my family.
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Forwarded from Sunrise on the Reaping: The Runeshard Household 🏹
⠀⠀⚔🛡 THE TRIAL HAS BEGUN 🛡⚔
❝ For those who stand not
above, but beside. ❞
We, the District Kin, are opening limited entry for selected individuals to join the movement. The Capitol will not decide who we are — we do. In this house, your worth isn't measured by noise, but by presence. By choice. By loyalty. By the quiet strength to stay.
We are seeking the following roles:
┊ ✦ PARENTAL FIGURE
(1985–1995)
steady hands, soft authority,
the quiet reason in the storm.
┊ ✦ UNCLE / AUNTY FIGURE (1996–1999)
the watchers, the war-minded,
the bridge between years.
┊ ✦ CHILDREN; DAUGHTER AND
SON FIGURE (2000–2010)
the pulse, the promise, the ones
who don’t flinch when it matters.
To Apply, Submit this Format to @RuneshardBot. Each district has its own position, and here you can see the TAKEN LIST from our respective positions. Let’s survive—loudly, or in silence—but together.
Salutations, Kinfolk. With all my heart and soul I declare that I am (Name / @username), using (Muse + Line muse) as my face. I wish to join as a (choose: Parental / Uncle-Aunty / Children). Regardless of what lies ahead, I pledge to move with loyalty, not just to the house, but to those within it.⚔️ We await your arrival at the border.
Our house doesn’t promise ease.
But it promises truth, endurance, and belonging.
⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𖥸 The Quiet Rebellion
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ The District Kin 𖥸
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ @TheRuneshard
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Forwarded from &TWIBBON: #MakiHit20Tweets
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𝗧𝗢 𝗖𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗙𝗨𝗠𝗔’𝗦 𝗗𝗔𝗬.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ #027FumaScore.
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⩇⩇:⩇⩇ % : Grab your console, press start, and join the quest. With every score, we celebrate the hero who brings joy like a true Nintendo Legend. 🎮 🧩
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loading .. ▭▬ 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗖𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗙𝗨𝗠𝗔’𝗦 𝗗𝗔𝗬.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ #027FumaScore.
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Ignis Household: Cyle Lumbre of Liberty.
I was bored and planning to stroll around the night town. Thanks to Dylan for taking this photo, somehow he took the photo without my instructions for my pose and angle. But okay, that was fun. I'm looking forward to spending another night with my family.
here’s from my point of view!!! we take turns taking pictures of each other but i really cant trust ko jnaah because why did he captured me when im posing like that.. but we have a lot of fun tgt and koko bought me a lot of snacks for our family movie night :3
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Forwarded from ˖ ࣪ 𓊆 ILL–CLASS；Le Voyage de Kiddie Tike .. ౨ৎ
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the chime resounds like a lullaby stitched from stars, while the soft patter of footsteps stirs a reverie of wonder and wistful delight. the air shimmers with euphoric hush, as if the universe itself is exhaling a pastel sigh.
yet, too many velvet corners remain untouched—empty echoes where mirth should linger. we long for more radiant souls to gather, to paint this phantasmic realm with warmth and whimsy.
ㅤㅤㅤ 📄 [ kiddie’s doorway. ] 𓂃 ··♡
here to illuminate the hush and if you're dreaming of a specific visage (mid–love) and excuse who held a first moved. “a sounding to heart, the button is going to start with lovely invitation. i, as illit portrayers will join the invitation party on a dreamland.” don't forget to glimpse the celestial roster here: our kiddies woman!📓
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the chime resounds like a lullaby stitched from stars, while the soft patter of footsteps stirs a reverie of wonder and wistful delight. the air shimmers with euphoric hush, as if the universe itself is exhaling a pastel sigh.
yet, too many velvet corners remain untouched—empty echoes where mirth should linger. we long for more radiant souls to gather, to paint this phantasmic realm with warmth and whimsy.
ㅤㅤㅤ 📄 [ kiddie’s doorway. ] 𓂃 ··♡
here to illuminate the hush and if you're dreaming of a specific visage (mid–love) and excuse who held a first moved. “a sounding to heart, the button is going to start with lovely invitation. i, as illit portrayers will join the invitation party on a dreamland.” don't forget to glimpse the celestial roster here: our kiddies woman!📓
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(Contê of Corpsbunch.) ✱ Where silvern attire wreathe heavens’ cloistered arise and be on the cards, relation stood for. In angelic sough, we remember kind–hearted path of @TheLichtheim. Essence whose sneer revues memoire ’s woodland, and lightens dimly eventide. Beyond the unsteady sluices of leavens imparts and cloud, being remnants, a life reach continual cruise. Let them asterisms divan path, creative with doughy psalms so to speak foremost. Hence, we whoop it up, in wefted tale and heart ’s reserved hymns, balls of intercourse that bonds realm and aim—— Thus, from early recaps to latest flows, we address down our craves.
How ’bout we pile up dawnin’ not merely in ecstasy command. May our convulsions be eastertime carillon and our quietude, bountiful soil. For in e’ery low tones of aegis and benign mist, we find most unfirm / MOONS OATH: We are never solus.
Warmly, from our warm-hearted,
@EternityOfIgnis.
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(Contê of Corpsbunch.) ✱ Where silvern attire wreathe heavens’ cloistered arise and be on the cards, relation stood for. In angelic sough, we remember kind–hearted path of @TheLichtheim. Essence whose sneer revues memoire ’s woodland, and lightens dimly eventide. Beyond the unsteady sluices of leavens imparts and cloud, being remnants, a life reach continual cruise. Let them asterisms divan path, creative with doughy psalms so to speak foremost. Hence, we whoop it up, in wefted tale and heart ’s reserved hymns, balls of intercourse that bonds realm and aim—— Thus, from early recaps to latest flows, we address down our craves.
How ’bout we pile up dawnin’ not merely in ecstasy command. May our convulsions be eastertime carillon and our quietude, bountiful soil. For in e’ery low tones of aegis and benign mist, we find most unfirm / MOONS OATH: We are never solus.
Warmly, from our warm-hearted,
@EternityOfIgnis.
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