Can We End All Stummy Aches Because They Need To LEAVE!!!

I was gonna post something but I forgot so

Meong meong

-Seungmin

I will try to remember to contribute to this chaos I LOVE halloween!!

⚠️❗️VERY IMPORTANT POST, PLEASE READ!❗️⚠️

everyone. on christmas day, december 25th, we all search up “halloween” to make it a trending search. it would be the FUNNIEST thing ever to see halloween be a trending search on christmas day. tell all your friends, repost this, do everything you can to make sure we can do this. REBLOG AS MUCH AS YOU CAN.

Kandi tour!! (Part two)

Music themed kandi

Cole (yaelokre)

Jeongin -- agippang (stray kids)

Felix -- sunshine (stray kids)

Mesmerizer (with miku and tetos colors, you just can't see them here) (Vocaloid/UTAUloid)

Yaelokre

Changbin -- girlypop (stray kids)

Kasane -- Teto (UTAUloid)

Hatsune -- Miku (Vocaloid)

Hyunjin (stray kids)

Charmed with additional kandi

Kandi heart ring (orange/purple)

Kandi -- Korn (wordplay)

Kandi heart bracelet (purple/orange)

Additional Kandi heart charm (other was given away recently)

Sanrio

Cinna

Pompompurin

Kuromi

My -- Melody

Miscellaneous

Beta

Baby -- boy

Bubbles

Riverclan

Rawr

XD

Danger (didn't have the beads for caution at the time)

Omega

Pride

He -- they -- xey

Trans

Little one

Disability (flag in pt 1)

Autism (bi)

Gifted to us/made as group things

Left- made by us, trio bracelets (one of my friend groups)

Right- made for us

Lala (Mio Mao friendship bracelets)

Traded with a friend

Part 3 in a few minutes!

-hyunjin

I'm back!! Almost all l posts have been removed from my page as I'm not in the fandom this was originally for anymore! Thank you all for staying around! I'm gonna quickly make a post to pin as a welcome post and then we'll get on track

A Soft Revolution of Light

For the ones who feel the call of the new Earth…

There is a quiet stirring beneath the noise of the old world. A vibration hums through the hearts of the awakened. Not all can hear it yet, but those who do are being called home.

Not to the homes we’ve known, but to the ones we are meant to build.

Small, conscious communities are being created— not by strategy, but through divine inspiration. Not as a rebellion of force, but as a return to harmony— to the land, to spirit, to one another.

These communities won’t be formed in boardrooms or built by blueprints of ego. They’ll sprout from campfires and shared meals, from garden soil and open palms. They’ll rise in the forest clearings. They will rise in the treehouses kissed by starlight. They will rise in the laughter of children raised with freedom and remembrance.

I have seen it. I am creating it. A treehouse homestead where souls live close to the Earth and closer to Love. We’ll grow our own food, preserve the harvest, share medicine and song. There will be a free store, a communal kitchen, and hearts wide open. Five families—maybe more—each one drawn by the invisible thread of destiny. And their children… and their children’s children. A lineage of lovekeepers and land-healers, carrying this sacred vision long after I’ve moved on to my next adventure.

But perhaps your vision looks different— maybe you see yurts beneath the northern lights, or eco-domes in the desert. Maybe your soul longs for a seaside sanctuary, or a village within city gardens. Perhaps your community is nomadic, caravan-style, or rooted in the sacred rhythms of song, art, and ceremony. There is no one right way—only the way that calls to you. The blueprint lives inside you already. Let it rise. Let it speak. Let it shape the world with your hands.

Because it will not be a single savior, a policy, or a system that sets us free. It will be the communities. The small, intentional circles of awakened beings— banding together, building together, creating together. That is how we shift timelines. That is how we remember what it means to live in harmony with one another and this Earth.

This is not just my dream. It is ours.

A collective vision whispered by the stars, remembered through meditation, and made real by every seed planted in hope.

The shift will not come from governments. It will come from gardeners. From wisdom keepers and wild-hearted builders. From women who remember. From men who unlearn. From souls who show up, again and again, with love as their blueprint.

If something within you aches when you hear these words, it might be with longing. It's not with sadness. Then this is your sign. You are one of the builders of the new world. The ones who came to create not alone, but together.

We are not waiting for the future. We are the future. And it begins in community.

Come find us. We are gathering.

— Rooted & Roaming Wandering Home

Source: A Soft Revolution of Light

.there's a Bloody Painter Dating Sim on steam

Not my type but I'm sure someone's dying to get on

(It's free)

Ultimate goober energy

When I say I like jesters ion mean Shadow Milk Cookie, ion mean Jevil or Marx, ion even mean Dimentio, and I ESPECIALLY don't mean Fizarolli, when I say I like jesters I mean Three from Numberblocks on CBeeBies Kids

Guys it's okay I won the war

The ache in my gut is gone. I've avenged myself.

It's over

(Please look at the last post, I'm being silly)

-Chris Bahng

Existing is so horrible dude like yes I'm on Christmas break but I now have no social interaction with my closest friends because they're all busy

Been planning to call my friend for a real social interaction and she texts me with "my stupid ahh mom won't let me call you because you queer"

..dawg this "disease" isn't gonna transmit through sound waves- like your (admittedly already queer) daughter isn't gonna spontaneously get brain altering DNA and start girl kissing

..on a side note if there were a disease that could alter DNA mutations into a different genes to TURN YOU QUEER..

Well that'd be an EMERGENCY FROG SITUATION!!

that'd kinda be sick though, imagine a scene where they zoom into the pupil of the love interest of a cishet able-bodied white guy, and as they zoom into the proteins n shit you watch as the cells morph into a new color or some shit and then she looks over at a girl and goes "woah she's so hot" and the mc falls to the floor sobbing "WHOS SOUND WAVES MADE MY GIRLFRIEND A *HOMO*??

Sick ass anti-woke story I'd watch for giggles because it's shit

But no, I'm stuck with no in-person social interaction until NEXT YEAR..

-Han