EELJE: Gridlock Guild Rosters.
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Forged bonds that cloaked in hues of crimson and emerald. Embodies kinship, bearing trust, and loyalty; as we craft legacies that sealed inside every letters we write with devotion, @ofEELJE.
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EELJE’S SANGHYEON. “I lowkey want to be the fever that won’t break. I want to be the reason your white blood cells are confused, too. So here’s how I planned our first date: we sit in a greenhouse full of rotting lilies and see if we can differentiate the smell of the flowers from the smell of our own mortality. Doesn’t it romantic to fall in love with the way you break down?”
Our Sangwon got all the tears fell down on his cheeks cause he never even tap the whisper LOL.
I’m not kidding the entirety of Eelje members are on a war for this even. 😭
@TEETHFUL. “We replace each other’s canines. I want to bite into my food using your fangs—literally, to taste the world through the tools you use to tear it apart every morning under the kitchen cabinet. We’ll be two halves of a single set of jaws, wandering the city looking for something soft enough to ruin and fill the hunger.”
@WAIFMU. “I want to take a biopsy of your most painful memory and graft it onto my own spinal cord. I don’t want to just hear about your past; I want to feel the every phantom itch of it in my own nerves, latching deeply. Let’s trade scars like we’re trading business cards, maybe?”
EELJE’S WINTER. “Let’s take your halo, since you’re an angel, to a jeweler and have it ground down into a fine dust. We’ll mix it into our morning coffee. I want to see if we can digest the eternal or if it’ll just give us a holy kind of heartburn that last longer than our breath. I want to see if I too, can glow from the stomach out.”
Please note the warning once again before inserting yourself for having a taste of my scenarios, neighbors. (Lovingly)
@FAGGOWT. “I want to reach into your skull with golden tweezers and pluck out the name of every person who ever made you feel small. I’ll replace the gaps with my own hymns. You’ll walk away with a lighter head and a brain that only knows how to speak my dialect. Don’t thank me; just worship the steady hand that saved you.”
Alright! I’ll randomize this so whatever comes into my mind, I’ll write it. Making sure you aren’t sensitive into unhinged imagery, please. That’s the number one rule.
Somehow feels a little creative at the moment, does anyone interested in date ideas but.. in Anna Eelje’s way? =)
