And eeerrrrr, honestly this is a bit of a secret. I just helped my friend work at a minimarket! If it's suitable, i might ask my family for permission to work because i'm a hard worker, HAHAHHAHA. Joking~ i'm just helping out with a another project. I hope you all watch it when it's finished, oh yeah, spoiler~ the name of the project is; HOME. ๐ Just like the house you're currently in, isn't it your neighbor's? I hope your night is always filled with happinessโ๏ธโค๏ธ
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Forwarded from Family of Zhu.
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๐ฆ๐๐ค๐จ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐ง๐๐ก๐๐๐ / ๆฑ.
โโโโโโโโโ Generations Unfolding.
Vermillion petals drooped under the weight of a sudden, hollow ambition, their vivid roots drinking from a soil grown cold with absence. The remaining spirits moved through the estate like ghosts in a house too large, reaching out for spectral hands that didnโt arrive to meet them. Ominously, there sounded a repeated oath: ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ . No longer passive in their mourning, the awakened spirits step past the threshold of the gates, their movements synchronised with the ancient rhythm of a clock that must be set right.
Enveloped: The Forage Involved ๐ฆโ๐ฅ
The Deity of Pangu: Father Figure (1988-1999)
The Lineage of Zhu: Children (2000-2010)
Tracing the frayed and tangled threads of the red spider lily that stretched across the unknown world, it shall occur to you to approximate towards @TheZhuBot, dear Scattered Petals.
Viewed Thoroughly,
@LineageOfZhu.
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๐ฆ๐๐ค๐จ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐ง๐๐ก๐๐๐ / ๆฑ.
โโโโโโโโโ Generations Unfolding.
Vermillion petals drooped under the weight of a sudden, hollow ambition, their vivid roots drinking from a soil grown cold with absence. The remaining spirits moved through the estate like ghosts in a house too large, reaching out for spectral hands that didnโt arrive to meet them. Ominously, there sounded a repeated oath: ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ . No longer passive in their mourning, the awakened spirits step past the threshold of the gates, their movements synchronised with the ancient rhythm of a clock that must be set right.
Enveloped: The Forage Involved ๐ฆโ๐ฅ
The Deity of Pangu: Father Figure (1988-1999)
The Lineage of Zhu: Children (2000-2010)
Salutations to the house of the ancient hearth. You seek the blood-red flower in its entirety, and I am (Name + Username), the scattered petal of (Muse + Line) carried away by the wind, returning to heal the fracture in the estateโs absence.
Tracing the frayed and tangled threads of the red spider lily that stretched across the unknown world, it shall occur to you to approximate towards @TheZhuBot, dear Scattered Petals.
Viewed Thoroughly,
@LineageOfZhu.
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CODA WRITTEN IN QUIET GLOW: WHERE NOTES FADE SOFTLY YET STILL REMAINS, TWO NOTES DRIFT ACROSS DISTANT TONGUES AND SET THE HEARTS IN REFRAIN at: 24th of MAY.
In the gentle hush, the final chord, where melodies linger like silk in the air, I stumbled upon two fragments of language foreign, yet achingly familiar. One, levenswarmte, a Dutch whisper of warmth not merely felt, but lived; the kind that wraps love, comfort, togetherness into something that makes existence feel tenderly alive.
Thus, on this softly glowing mensive, to @KasteelOfDuisterg may your days continue like a song that never truly ends; not loud, but enduring, not fleeting, but deeply felt. Let your togetherness be both the gentle warmth that soothes, and the quiet strength that sustains an everlasting coda written in light.
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค โซ๏น with tender resonance, โก๏ธ
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค @THELEVENSWARMTE. ๐ป
CODA WRITTEN IN QUIET GLOW: WHERE NOTES FADE SOFTLY YET STILL REMAINS, TWO NOTES DRIFT ACROSS DISTANT TONGUES AND SET THE HEARTS IN REFRAIN at: 24th of MAY.
In the gentle hush, the final chord, where melodies linger like silk in the air, I stumbled upon two fragments of language foreign, yet achingly familiar. One, levenswarmte, a Dutch whisper of warmth not merely felt, but lived; the kind that wraps love, comfort, togetherness into something that makes existence feel tenderly alive.
Thus, on this softly glowing mensive, to @KasteelOfDuisterg may your days continue like a song that never truly ends; not loud, but enduring, not fleeting, but deeply felt. Let your togetherness be both the gentle warmth that soothes, and the quiet strength that sustains an everlasting coda written in light.
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค โซ๏น with tender resonance, โก๏ธ
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค @THELEVENSWARMTE. ๐ป
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okay.. but why is the weather being so cute today?? jalan bareng sama aku yuuk lepengs? we should totally spend the whoole day together! ๐๐ฉถ
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Forwarded from ํธ๋ฆฌํ์์ค ใป twibbonS.
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ใ คใ ค๐ชทใ ๅฃฎไธฝ ใโฌlooms like a royal
ใ คใ คใ คchronicle woven from a heart
ใ คใ คใ คadorned with unwavering
ใ คใ คใ คbrilliance over countless warm
ใ คใ คใ คwith poise and sincerity, turning
ใ คใ คใ คordinary days into magnificent
ใ คใ คใ คchapters of a timeless fairytale.
ใ คโ๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ
ใ คโ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ต๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ฐ๐บ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐บ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ
ใ คโ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ด, ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ช๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ
ใ คโ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ.
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค ใ คใ คใ คใ ค โ ๐๐๐
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค
ใ คใ ค๐ชทใ ๅฃฎไธฝ ใโฌlooms like a royal
ใ คใ คใ คchronicle woven from a heart
ใ คใ คใ คadorned with unwavering
ใ คใ คใ คbrilliance over countless warm
ใ คใ คใ คwith poise and sincerity, turning
ใ คใ คใ คordinary days into magnificent
ใ คใ คใ คchapters of a timeless fairytale.
ใ คโ๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ
ใ คโ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ต๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ฐ๐บ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐บ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ
ใ คโ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ด, ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ช๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ
ใ คโ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ.
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค ใ คใ คใ คใ ค โ ๐๐๐
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค
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Levenโs Keonho, Levenโs Taesan, Levenโs Woonhak, and Levenโs Seonghyeon were busy joining a dance competition at the cityโs art festival while Levenโs Ian somehow got dragged into becoming their personal cameraman for the day. It actually started from Leven's Ian randomly suggesting, โWhat if I record this for your practice?โ only for Levenโs Keonho to immediately hand her the phone and tell her to record properly without missing anything.
Even though Leven's Ian kept complaining about being treated like unpaid staff, she still followed them everywhere recording rehearsals, backstage moments, and the performance itself. Deep down, Leven's Ian loved her older brothers too much to actually say no, so by the end of the night his phone was already full of shaky videos, loud cheering, and chaotic memories from the whole festival.
Even though Leven's Ian kept complaining about being treated like unpaid staff, she still followed them everywhere recording rehearsals, backstage moments, and the performance itself. Deep down, Leven's Ian loved her older brothers too much to actually say no, so by the end of the night his phone was already full of shaky videos, loud cheering, and chaotic memories from the whole festival.
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