De Berthouven: Bloeien in liefde.

ㅤ THE GOLDEN RULES (.&’) ✽ 🤩 HOW TO CATCH THE WAVE  . . Salty breezes sweep across the scorching sands where endless blue horizons melt into the shimmering haze. To keep our island sanctuary peaceful for everyone, we ask all travelers to respect a few simple guidelines: 1.  All submissions will be sent      directly to: @SunlitSerena. (Subs)      menfess isn't sent anonymously      & will show public channels. 2.  Make sure your menfess is posted       in a public channel (group, family,       circle, or personal) with no access       restrictions so we can forward it       to our channel. 3.  Use the templates and captions       provided without altering the       images/text. We offer 2 templates:       •  INDIVIDUAL,       •  GROUP/FAMILY/CIRCLE. 4.  Keep the summer vibe consistent       by coordinating your group's       outfit colors using a shared       palette! For example:       •  Romanovna in all-pink & green,       •  Pearce in bright orange and yellow. 5.   For the caption section, replace       [MAKE YOUR OWN CAPTION]       with your creativity caption. You       can align the mood of your caption       with the second photo you place       in the template. 6.  For 3+ menfesses, use the batch       submission template with one       representative submitting.       Double-check everything       before submission! 7.  Once all rules are followed, you’ll       receive a confirmation before       your submission goes live on       @SunlitSerena. Enjoy the       summer heat!       If you are looking for:       INA VERSION. ㅤ

The weekend sky deepened into the city lights. The air was cold from the evening breeze. The magic of last Saturday night lingers, the feelings when you gather with the right souls around the same place, same table. The shared laughter, the clinking glass, low hum of distant music. It all put some warmth onto the night. Time slipped away so easily as Caltbern's Ohyul, Monteluce's Martin, Shardwhyte's Seonghyeon, Bosche's Haum and Meurnott's Ella shared their stories, while berthouven's Nahyun, Gritner's Kya, Meurnott's Kya, and Vansent's Juun kept the table lively with non-stop jokes and bright smiles. We didn't need any grand plans to make the night special. Just some comforting food and endless talks, already made the city felt a little quieter and our circle a little closer. It was just the perfect way to spend a Saturday evening together.

Pantes tadi keselek, ternyata ada yang ngomongin Papah ya. 🤔

sejak golte jadi bapak

ADLH PERTANYAAN AKU

SEJAK KAPAN KITA PUNYA BAPAAAAKKKK

ⓒ Hello / The In-Between Club. EST. 2026 (&) Eleven Seats One Table. 🛋 to end the tiring week, Romanovna's Yoonseo invited everyone to their usual cafe for a much-needed break. Eryndor's Hanni and Ellsword's Sui arrived first and immediately picked the biggest table they could find, only to spend the next few minutes debating which seats had the best view. Vansents's Anton joined them soon after, quietly scrolling through his phone while the two continued their very serious investigation. Volkovich's Xiyeon arrived next, followed by Clarkinside's Jiung, Ellvius's Isa, and Berthouven's Pharita, and they finally managed to order after nearly twenty minutes of changing their minds. the table ended up with an unreasonable amount of fries, sandwiches, desserts, and drinks simply because nobody wanted to be the person who ordered “too little.” once the food arrived, the table became noticeably quieter. everyone suddenly had something much more important to do. Jiung was the first to reach for the fries, only for Sui to pull the plate closer. Hanni, meanwhile, accidentally picked up Anton's drink and took a sip before realizing it wasn't hers. she quietly put it back as if nothing had happened, while Anton stared at his cup with the expression of someone questioning every decision that had led him there. across the table, Noctrel's Karina had been taking pictures of the food, but somehow half of her photos ended up being candid shots of everyone eating. Siegern's Jiwoo was halfway through her dessert when someone asked her a completely random question, leaving her frozen with the spoon still in front of her mouth. the entire table burst out laughing before she could even answer. by the time Hansley's Chaeryeong arrived, the cafe table was already covered in empty plates, crumpled napkins, and several drinks that nobody remembered ordering. she looked at the mess, then at everyone happily eating. “you guys ordered all this..?” there was a brief silence. “we got carried away,” Yoonseo admitted. Chaeryeong simply sat down and stole one of the remaining fries. the rest of the afternoon passed between shared desserts, drinks being accidentally switched, and everyone leaning across the table to steal something from someone else's plate. it was messy, unnecessarily loud, and probably not the relaxing break they had originally imagined, but with everyone laughing over the smallest things, nobody really minded. when they finally left, they were already full, tired, and somehow still arguing about who had stolen the most fries. a completely normal cafe trip, according to them. the cafe staff probably had a different opinion.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Harmony of remnants that may be witnessed awakening eloquent. Fenestella portiere were drawn aside, allowing the rays of sunlight that had peeked out timidly. For immerse the viscereous of the dwelling amidst its warmth: acme of dwell enthusiasm.          Rhythmical mural is utterly          attached to the pinnacle of          portcullis soiree: ─── (IV). Oodles of felicitations and souvenir were scattered far and wide, expressing a sense of happiness over the close togetherness. Embrace this junction with warmth that wraps tightly, blitheness that continues to pursue, and bouyant fortune that is waiting to be revealed as well. Raucous utterance that shout to the gazette that was now rejoice in their solemn jubilee: @SommerBakery @TheWilkins @HeartSteallar @GhostOfMorthen Mèt liefde Geschreven, @Berthouven. ♔

ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ hot & chaotic #O5

Harmony of remnants that may be witnessed awakening eloquent. Fenestella portiere were drawn aside, allowing the rays of sunlight that had peeked out timidly. For immerse the viscereous of the dwelling amidst its warmth: acme of dwell enthusiasm.          Rhythmical mural is utterly          attached to the pinnacle of          portcullis soiree: ─── (IV). Oodles of felicitations and souvenir were scattered far and wide, expressing a sense of happiness over the close togetherness. Embrace this junction with warmth that wraps tightly, blitheness that continues to pursue, and bouyant fortune that is waiting to be revealed as well. Raucous utterance that shout to the gazette that was now rejoice in their solemn jubilee: @ACTlONS @TheVolkovich @TheGalvorn @TheWillems @SoigneSolace @LaDimoraCarrasco Mèt liefde Geschreven, @Berthouven. ♔

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Harmony of remnants that may be witnessed awakening eloquent. Fenestella portiere were drawn aside, allowing the rays of sunlight that had peeked out timidly. For immerse the viscereous of the dwelling amidst its warmth: acme of dwell enthusiasm.          Rhythmical mural is utterly          attached to the pinnacle of          portcullis soiree: ─── (IV). Oodles of felicitations and souvenir were scattered far and wide, expressing a sense of happiness over the close togetherness. Embrace this junction with warmth that wraps tightly, blitheness that continues to pursue, and bouyant fortune that is waiting to be revealed as well. Raucous utterance that shout to the gazette that was now rejoice in their solemn jubilee: @Rustlerr @The18Reasons @TheDrichfeld @Aeternaals @Leutwin @montgoIfier @TheDelaire @BABBYMONSTER @Kheraeld @Cherrilane @CasaDeDiaz @VerseOfArtists @TheHefflins @tikelune @HouseOfMirth. Mèt liefde Geschreven, @Berthouven. ♔

The original plan was simple: clock out, go home, and get some rest. That was until Nicheford’s Karina looked over Berthouven’s Giselle and Nicheford’s Woonhak and casually asked, “Teazzi?” We all thought it’d just be a quick stop before heading home, but somehow we ended up staying longer than expected. We stood outside the shop talking between sips, making fun of each other’s drink choices, and completely losing track of time. “You guys heading home now?” “…Eventually.” Eventually turned into another walk around the neighborhood. One street became another, and before we knew it, we’d been talking about everything—from work and random memories to stories we’d somehow never shared before. Nothing special was happening around us, just the city lights, cool night air, and the three of us enjoying the moment. Looking back, it was probably one of those nights that wasn’t planned at all, yet somehow ended up being the best part of the day.

maaf yah

oh gini rasanya di php in 😔