Forwarded from De Berthouven: Bloeien in liefde.
Berthouven's Jiwoo and Kheraeld's Leeseo just finished their morning jog, challenging each other to run faster and laughing along the way. Tired but grinning, they grabbed ice cream from a nearby stand.
Now they’re cooling down on a bench, cones in hand, hearts light. Sore legs? Maybe. But moments like these? So worth it
Now they’re cooling down on a bench, cones in hand, hearts light. Sore legs? Maybe. But moments like these? So worth it
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Forwarded from Promise Season: “Carousal” The Dashing Heel.
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UPON FLUKE. The Threshold ...
୭ . . 💬📁
Immersion! The campus is in a mess, lack of crew to carry out the assigned tasks. In a group of princesses—they need the new ones to solve puzzles on every staircase and corridor, the air was getting colder for them to stay up all night; now show yourself, bring warmth to them with a clover leaf tugged in your ear.
Yearning for fromis_9 graceful visages,
who outshine any style:
&' ┈┈┈┈ 𓍯 When the sun goes down, the homecoming of you is the most awaited one. Near when the masquerade ball begins, melodies playing, non-stop twirling. At the end of the robe, televise it to @PromiseTalkbot. Usher in as a emergence, a wave will sent to you by way of morse code when you get the upshot.
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UPON FLUKE. The Threshold ...
That’s kind of how fromis_9
feels to me. 𝝑𝝔୭ . . 💬📁
Immersion! The campus is in a mess, lack of crew to carry out the assigned tasks. In a group of princesses—they need the new ones to solve puzzles on every staircase and corridor, the air was getting colder for them to stay up all night; now show yourself, bring warmth to them with a clover leaf tugged in your ear.
Yearning for fromis_9 graceful visages,
who outshine any style:
I, {NAME}, deliver to you my designated secret identity as {MUSE}. I am seeking for a new place where I can seek a romantic disaster together and bring new amusement to the team.&' ┈┈┈┈ 𓍯 When the sun goes down, the homecoming of you is the most awaited one. Near when the masquerade ball begins, melodies playing, non-stop twirling. At the end of the robe, televise it to @PromiseTalkbot. Usher in as a emergence, a wave will sent to you by way of morse code when you get the upshot.
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Forwarded from Land of Hathaway: Whence Petal'd Oaths and Opaline Shadows.
Plan-nya cuma satu: BBQ-an santai, ngobrol sambil nunggu daging mateng. Empat sekawan berangkat nyari bahan buat BBQ. Tapi ya... dari niat beli daging, Kheraeld's Sunghoon malah nyasar ke rak es krim, debat 10 menit soal rasa yang paling cocok buat vibe malam ini. Zhōu's Annie sibuk ngecek minuman sambil upload story instagram, Solvreith's Gaeul keburu nyetok ramen sampai 5 jenis "biar banyak opsi lah ya." Dan Eyre's Sangah... bela-belain nyari snack rasa kalajengking. Akhirnya selesai beli bahan-bahan, Hathaway’s Jay langsung nyiapin alat-alat grill dan mulai aksinya layaknya chef, Sungchan si solo player udah standby duluan curi-curi makan, dan Corwell’s Ningning? Muterin playlist aneh campur antara dangdut remix dan OST anime. Chaos vibes approved. Bbq-nya mungkin berantakan, tapi feel-nya: 100% comfort, chaos, dan asik banget coy 🔥🔥
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
ㅤㅤㅤShall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Underneath the epithet of the vicinity, and the wish that lies on the table that we mail to @MonsterWishers, @Grithmone, @TheLichtheim, for the commemorative fetes.
ㅤㅤㅤShall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Forwarded from Wyrmharrow; The Aureate Affliction of the Lunar Scion.
Hi Howls and Eldies? On a delightful Monday afternoon, Wyrmharrow's Donghwa and Kheraeld's Leeseo embarked on a tranquil fishing expedition by the shimmering lake. The sun hung high in the azure sky, casting a warm glow over the landscape, while a gentle breeze rustled through the nearby trees. With fishing rods in hand, we strolled to our cherished spot, a secluded nook adorned with vibrant wildflowers and the melodious sounds of nature. I, brimming with enthusiasm, skillfully cast my line into the glistening water, the lure creating a soft splash as it settled.
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