ROUZE: The Quiet Kin.
ㅤㅤ The quotes of “life are things that come when you're busy making plans“ might be us right now. I, Rouze’s Leesol, being on the phone with the start of the screams of these two girls, Majerle’s Yuha and Liesbon’s Stella, who had the idea to get some air…
Hey, hype stella yang lagi bergaul yok.
Forwarded from The Wendissle Records: “A Secrets In Dusted Ink.”
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ㅤㅤIn the fog-veiled thoroughfares of
ㅤㅤLondon, every whisper conceals
ㅤㅤㅤa cipher—and every shadow,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤa suspect.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤSoirée Code: B-221B-1894
ㅤㅤ"The Ebony Cipher of Wendissle."
ㅤㅤDate Opened: 20th August, 1894.
ㅤAttire: Masked and cloaked in secrecy.
ㅤㅤㅤLocation: Wendissle Manor.
ㅤㅤ Ciphered: #ParlourToWendissle.
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LONDON'S WHISPER
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSPEAKS IN CODE.ㅤㅤIn the fog-veiled thoroughfares of
ㅤㅤLondon, every whisper conceals
ㅤㅤㅤa cipher—and every shadow,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤa suspect.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤSoirée Code: B-221B-1894
ㅤㅤ"The Ebony Cipher of Wendissle."
ㅤㅤDate Opened: 20th August, 1894.
ㅤAttire: Masked and cloaked in secrecy.
ㅤㅤㅤLocation: Wendissle Manor.
ㅤㅤ Ciphered: #ParlourToWendissle.
Forwarded from Amazing World Of Gumball: The Courthlace Chapter.
This Sunday hits different—we went a little “lokal” and planned a Car-Free Day morning with Wendissle’s Karina, Geisler's Yeji, Liesbon’s Karina, Courthlace’s Yoonseo, Mills’ Lia, and Hjert's Eunbin. It was all planned well, but as always, we didn't show up on time, still a bit sleepy, but then slowly fell into step with each other while the streets started getting crowded. We stopped for random snacks, grabbed drinks, took pictures whenever we saw something cute, and just kept moving like that. Someone complained about the heat, someone laughed it off, someone just listened but still stayed close—it was messy in the most fun way.
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ㅤ (Manuscript, 27th April.)
ㅤ IN THE HUSHED GLOW OF SUBURBAN
ㅤ TWILIGHT’S! Where Lamplight Sways
ㅤ Like Forbidden Dreams. / ✉️
White moths flutter 'round the porch, cooing secrets to the fragrant, blooming night. On that endless summer morning, love story bloomed eternal, bond woven through veiled glances, like the sisters' hidden rites under moon's pale light. May blessings drape you in velvet harmony, threads of fate as delicate as their lace-trimmed gowns, guarding pure souls from the world's sharp edges, in gardens where time hangs suspended, profound.
ㅤ Celebrate this sacred day, dear neighbors:
ㅤ @NoiMerfyn @LouisSociety @TheGritner
ㅤ and @KinofGreesacht
ㅤ With joy like harp strings plucked in cloudy
ㅤ haze, happiness eternal, a melody of youth
ㅤ forever young, in the sweet, suicidal grace.
ㅤ│ Homebound of Hearts,
ㅤ│ @LiesbonSisters.
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ㅤ (Manuscript, 27th April.)
ㅤ IN THE HUSHED GLOW OF SUBURBAN
ㅤ TWILIGHT’S! Where Lamplight Sways
ㅤ Like Forbidden Dreams. / ✉️
White moths flutter 'round the porch, cooing secrets to the fragrant, blooming night. On that endless summer morning, love story bloomed eternal, bond woven through veiled glances, like the sisters' hidden rites under moon's pale light. May blessings drape you in velvet harmony, threads of fate as delicate as their lace-trimmed gowns, guarding pure souls from the world's sharp edges, in gardens where time hangs suspended, profound.
ㅤ Celebrate this sacred day, dear neighbors:
ㅤ @NoiMerfyn @LouisSociety @TheGritner
ㅤ and @KinofGreesacht
ㅤ With joy like harp strings plucked in cloudy
ㅤ haze, happiness eternal, a melody of youth
ㅤ forever young, in the sweet, suicidal grace.
ㅤ│ Homebound of Hearts,
ㅤ│ @LiesbonSisters.
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Do you know this alien? Yes, that's me. The alien, a pretty alien. In the last photo, I'm trying to imitate the style of the mannequin above me. Do I look like them? 🖤
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