I was sinking into the couch in my oversized hoodie, fully in my quiet, don’t-disturb-me mood, when Yuha suddenly appeared in front of me holding two tops—soft florals in one hand and pink stripes in the other—asking, “Which one looks better?” like it was a life-or-death decision.
I adjusted my glasses, studied both for a solid five seconds as if it were critical, and said, “Honestly? They look kind of the same.” She immediately replied, “That’s exactly why I can’t trust your opinion,” yet somehow stayed there debating for another ten minutes, turning me into the most reluctant fashion consultant in the house while making sure I took the job seriously.
I adjusted my glasses, studied both for a solid five seconds as if it were critical, and said, “Honestly? They look kind of the same.” She immediately replied, “That’s exactly why I can’t trust your opinion,” yet somehow stayed there debating for another ten minutes, turning me into the most reluctant fashion consultant in the house while making sure I took the job seriously.
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WINTER CASTE-OATHS. |
ISOLATE HOME CATCH SCENE.
Hearken to this utterance through corridors wherein silence takes residence, windows blind with hoarfrost, and rooftops laden heaviness with the snow. Ardor thickens, yet in that devotion we summon wishes to @KinofGreesacht, @Calsearth, and @TheGritner for their winsome monthiversary jubilee.
Therefore, they aren't some ephemeral apparitions that skim across forgotten panes, nor background figures consign to shadow, but the principal frame afterglow that clings as the lens gathers frost. Endlessly shall callbacks ring, and pure delight through dwelling alone, but never lonesome with snow corridors heritage.
From the frost-bound
shelter, @Sjarns 🚖
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WINTER CASTE-OATHS. |
00thISOLATE HOME CATCH SCENE.
Hearken to this utterance through corridors wherein silence takes residence, windows blind with hoarfrost, and rooftops laden heaviness with the snow. Ardor thickens, yet in that devotion we summon wishes to @KinofGreesacht, @Calsearth, and @TheGritner for their winsome monthiversary jubilee.
Therefore, they aren't some ephemeral apparitions that skim across forgotten panes, nor background figures consign to shadow, but the principal frame afterglow that clings as the lens gathers frost. Endlessly shall callbacks ring, and pure delight through dwelling alone, but never lonesome with snow corridors heritage.
From the frost-bound
shelter, @Sjarns 🚖
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Forwarded from Of Tints and Homes: Greesacht Familia.
Greesacht’s house turned into a full disaster zone after Greesacht’s Iroha invited Cherrilane’s Kya, Caelthwynn’s Seonghyeon, Morthen’s Ian, Mertzlan’s Seowon, Schröder’s Keonho, Wyrmharrow’s Keonho, Hefflin’s Ian, Altajne’s Juhoon, Velthrone’s Ian and Sjarn’s Louis for a sleepover. It started with slime experiments (Morthen’s Ian was way too invested), then somehow became a mini band session. Altajne’s Juhoon acted like a producer while messing with the guitar, Caelthwynn’s Seonghyeon and Hefflin’s Ian fought over the mic, and Schröder’s Keonho plus Wyrmharrow’s Keonho contributed nothing but chaotic background noise.
By midnight, Mertzlan’s Seowon was hugging a pillow like life support and Cherrilane’s Kya kept yawning while claiming she was “wide awake.” The boys were still screaming nonsense lyrics as Velthrone’s Ian calmly takes selfies in the middle of the chaos.
Fast forward to the morning, no one was able to wake up. Everyone was asleep in different positions, even Greesacht’s Iroha was completely gone. The only suspiciously functional human? Hefflin’s Ian. She was fully awake and serving face card in the early morning. Sjarn’s Louis managed to wake up too, but he was clearly buffering with his messy hair. The sleepover might be dangerously chaotic, but we will absolutely do it again.
By midnight, Mertzlan’s Seowon was hugging a pillow like life support and Cherrilane’s Kya kept yawning while claiming she was “wide awake.” The boys were still screaming nonsense lyrics as Velthrone’s Ian calmly takes selfies in the middle of the chaos.
Fast forward to the morning, no one was able to wake up. Everyone was asleep in different positions, even Greesacht’s Iroha was completely gone. The only suspiciously functional human? Hefflin’s Ian. She was fully awake and serving face card in the early morning. Sjarn’s Louis managed to wake up too, but he was clearly buffering with his messy hair. The sleepover might be dangerously chaotic, but we will absolutely do it again.
Lo liat siapa? eyes on me baby. lo liat siapa sih? kenapa cowo tuh ganteng? jacket nya cantik? liat sayang liat aku. Look at me. gausah deh liat tu cowo ada apa sih sama dia? rambutnya two block doang. aku juga bisa bikin wolf cut + two block. kenapa matanya warna hazel? liat mataku. lo ini ya ... gimana ya, maybe some pengajaran? buat kamu doang cantik..lo liat tu cowo dengan romantic tone. eyes on me baby. your eyes never lie. kamu bilang gapapa? gapapa APANYA?! lo luat dia dengan tone romantis lagi. kenapa suka sama dia? bilang! kenapa nangis? ini di restoran sayang. gausah nangis jelek muka lo. gw ga suka liat istri gw nangis mukanya jadi jelek. gw ngambek dikit nangis kenapa sih lo? you want mu attention? your mine honey you mine and mine no one else.
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Forwarded from Bellinors Familia: Crystal Sway of Regal Winglights. 🦚
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The plan was only to step out for a bit but the sight of a place full of jajanan jadul instantly made everyone switch direction and this afternoon turned into a mission to chase nostalgia. Ian Romanovna got excited over the colorful jelly sticks, Nahyun Bellinors and Keonho Schröder already guarded the front of the egg roll cart to get the ones fresh out of the fryer. JooBin Bellinors held a plastic bag filled with permen kacamata and permen kaki to share later, and Seonghyeon Altefiore was busy snapping photos esp when someone's hands got messy from opening the sauce carelessly, setting of laughter. On the carpet we laid out, Keonho Dulcé and Nahyun Schmidt relaxed with colorful es gabus, laughing when one of us couldn't handle eating the cilung covered in spicy sauce.
No long after, Ian Sjarn caught the smell of half-baked kue cubit and called out to the seller, making everyone turn at once. Nahyun Bosche, Ian Montgolfier and Seonghyeon Dulcé were at the front of to hunt for more snack, adding sweet iced tea to the order. Meanwhile, Seonghyeon Schäfer and Keonho Myldemoor raced to finish their es potong before they melted. Our snack bags were getting fuller, the noise louder and salty, sweet, spicy, cold flavors, blended into the laughter of us 2009-liners who simply weren't ready to go home yet.
The plan was only to step out for a bit but the sight of a place full of jajanan jadul instantly made everyone switch direction and this afternoon turned into a mission to chase nostalgia. Ian Romanovna got excited over the colorful jelly sticks, Nahyun Bellinors and Keonho Schröder already guarded the front of the egg roll cart to get the ones fresh out of the fryer. JooBin Bellinors held a plastic bag filled with permen kacamata and permen kaki to share later, and Seonghyeon Altefiore was busy snapping photos esp when someone's hands got messy from opening the sauce carelessly, setting of laughter. On the carpet we laid out, Keonho Dulcé and Nahyun Schmidt relaxed with colorful es gabus, laughing when one of us couldn't handle eating the cilung covered in spicy sauce.
No long after, Ian Sjarn caught the smell of half-baked kue cubit and called out to the seller, making everyone turn at once. Nahyun Bosche, Ian Montgolfier and Seonghyeon Dulcé were at the front of to hunt for more snack, adding sweet iced tea to the order. Meanwhile, Seonghyeon Schäfer and Keonho Myldemoor raced to finish their es potong before they melted. Our snack bags were getting fuller, the noise louder and salty, sweet, spicy, cold flavors, blended into the laughter of us 2009-liners who simply weren't ready to go home yet.
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ISOLATE HOME CATCH SCENE.
Hearken to this utterance through corridors wherein silence takes residence, windows blind with hoarfrost, and rooftops laden heaviness with the snow. Ardor thickens, yet in that devotion we summon wishes to @Cherrilane, @MontgoIfier, @TheDelaire, @CasaDeDiaz, @VerseOfArtists, @TheHefflins, @HouseOfMirth, @CasaLaDuvall, and @DropTheScythe for their winsome monthiversary jubilee.
Therefore, they aren't some ephemeral apparitions that skim across forgotten panes, nor background figures consign to shadow, but the principal frame afterglow that clings as the lens gathers frost. Endlessly shall callbacks ring, and pure delight through dwelling alone, but never lonesome with snow corridors heritage.
From the frost-bound
shelter, @Sjarns 🚖
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤPRONOUNCEMENT FROM THE
WINTER CASTE-OATHS. | 1st
ISOLATE HOME CATCH SCENE.
Hearken to this utterance through corridors wherein silence takes residence, windows blind with hoarfrost, and rooftops laden heaviness with the snow. Ardor thickens, yet in that devotion we summon wishes to @Cherrilane, @MontgoIfier, @TheDelaire, @CasaDeDiaz, @VerseOfArtists, @TheHefflins, @HouseOfMirth, @CasaLaDuvall, and @DropTheScythe for their winsome monthiversary jubilee.
Therefore, they aren't some ephemeral apparitions that skim across forgotten panes, nor background figures consign to shadow, but the principal frame afterglow that clings as the lens gathers frost. Endlessly shall callbacks ring, and pure delight through dwelling alone, but never lonesome with snow corridors heritage.
From the frost-bound
shelter, @Sjarns 🚖
ㅤㅤ
❤1