#but the philippines is like. literally what was going on!!!!!! what was happening!!! tell me

[dykemcqueen]

the thing about being from a place whose written history only began with colonialism is that it's like. i know you. i love you. you're in my very bones. but at the same time: who are you? who are you? who are you?

#route66 #this is the difference btwn my filipino ancestry and indian ancestry #bc there's lots of rich documented indian history in writing & architecture & religion & food even if the british stole a fuckton of it #but the philippines is like. literally what was going on!!!!!! what was happening!!! tell me #but unearthing pre-colonial filipino history is essentially an archeological event

[saikokirakira]

Worshipped, not Bound (Jake Lockley x Bakunawa!Reader pt.2)

a/n: guess who's back on their Moon boi shenanigans? Me. I literally speed-wrote three parts in my attempts to procrastinate writing my Miguel O'Hara spicy WIP, so our favourite limo driver now has 4 parts in his introduction. also I quit my job. :))

Prev: IV. Jake pt.1 | Next: IV. Jake pt.3 | AU Masterlist

warnings: jake “the simp king” lockley origin story; angst as a sub-genre?; one-way intense pining; divorce babe; show's interpretation of DID; Tommy Wiseau joke; language / one (1) f-bomb; non-canon Philippine mythology

You returned to London with no problems.

Well, maybe two.

Marc and Steven.

Maybe Layla, but she didn’t return to London with Marc after the entire fiasco in Egypt.

It was cruel to make Steven and Marc think that you remained dead after releasing Bakunawa.

But it would be even crueler to bring them back into your world after they’ve been set free by Khonshu.

Still thinking about that twerp?

You rolled your eyes as the snake tattoo slithered around your hand while you raised your paintbrush to the easel.

It’s surprising how they didn’t even try to stop by in your workplace.

While Sidapa still had his glum demeanor, he definitely started picking up Bakunawa’s habit on being a pain in your ass.

We heard that.

“You were meant to.”

“What was that, dear?” your mentor called out from his desk.

“Nothing.”

“You should go get some rest. It’s quite late.”

You didn’t argue and began packing up.

Luckily you lived close to your work place. Just a half-hour walk.

But suddenly… you felt the scales under your skin out of instinct.

You looked up to the tops of one of London’s old buildings.

Nothing. Just the glow of the full moon.

A deep sigh left you at the sentimental sight.

For the rest of your walk, you refused to look at the sky.

 ...

Jake didn’t know why Khonshu wanted him to watch over you.

There were more better ways of him spending time while he was in control of his body.

Like finding where Harrow is for starters.

It wouldn’t be that hard to find the cultist harboring an equally murderous god in him if it was that easy to find you.

Jake tugged his cap lower to avoid the cameras as he snuck in the apartment building entrance before the door locked.

13th floor, Jake noted as he watched the lift stopped. He waited a beat before calling down the lift back down to follow you.

As the lift doors open…

“Oh, hi, Marc.”

Jake froze at the sight of you still in the lift, now smiling at him like catching his hand in the cookie jar.

Now, he was sitting in your living room with a good cup of joe with you in the loveseat across from him.

Where the hell was Khonshu?!

“How long have you been following me?”

“Two days.”

Damn it, why was he being honest?

“It’s good to see you.”

Jake swallowed heavily and kept his head down, hiding his eyes under his cap.

Probably not that honest.

“Did Steven tell you where to find me? Or was it Layla?”

Jake winced again.

While it was Marc who handed the divorce papers before all this happened, but now…

Layla did. All signed and delivered.

She wanted to stay in areas closer to Egypt, and Marc desperately wanted the freedom he’d been asking for since the beginning of being Khonshu’s slave.

It was a quick and easy process, and Marc barely put up a fight when the papers arrived.

It would’ve probably been different if Steven was around.

But Steven…

Steven hasn’t fronted since Cairo… wouldn’t even talk to Marc.

During the aftermath of the battle and Ammit was defeated, Steven just… faded away.

He was still in there but in a deep sleep.

If he only knew that Khonshu still had a hold of their body, Steven would know you were still alive.

But Jake wanted to keep you as his alone for a little while longer.

…

You watched Marc’s silent demeanor very carefully.

You expected him to be angry… or to at least be sarcastic with you.

Actually, you expected Steven to be the one to find you first.

You weren’t exactly hiding in the first place.

Something wasn’t quite right.

“Marc, why did you come looking for me?”

Finally… Khonshu appeared.

I need you to find Arthur Harrow for us.

Without hesitation, your scaled, armored claw had the stranger in a chokehold.

“Who the fuck are you?”

#jake lockley x reader #moon knight x reader #moon knight fanfiction #bakunawa!reader #bakunawa au #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #layla el faouly x reader

[inlocusmads]

Incorrect Thorne-Rose Quotes (Brooklyn 99 Edition)

I kind of want to do more of these! These are largely from Brooklyn 99. If you're interested to see more of these, do let me know!

Trystan: I wasn't hurt that badly. The doctor said my bleeding was internal. That's where the blood's supposed to be.

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Nora: Now I've got to meet a whole new group of people. I hate people. Life sucks. Nothing good ever happens.

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Trystan: Ask him about his bank account! (Thumps interrogation room glass) Ask about his bank account! Ask him about his -h- *breaks glass* account. You should ask him about his bank account.

Trystan: Boss! Nora broke the glass!

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Trystan: (about his family) Jokes on them, cause I'm having tons of fun with all this free time - catching up on reading, going for walks. It's great. The other day I walked all the way to Maryland. Gorgeous.

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Luke: Tommy, can we order some food?

Uncle Tommy: Cook's gone, I sent him home.

Trystan: (barging in) You have any more of these pretzels?

Uncle Tommy: Sure..?

Trystan: *literally chugs down the whole jar of pretzels like it's nothing*

Uncle Tommy: I'm going to go call the cook.

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Ruby: Writing things down is nerdy? What do you do?

Nora: Just forget stuff like a cool person.

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Trystan: Why are there so many rules? I mean, next thing you're going to say I can't be late.

Nora: Yeah. That's like the first thing I said.

Trystan: Aaah.

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Nora: Look I'll make this real simple so even these dumb-dumbs can understand. Man did crime.

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Trystan: Here are the ground rules. You can punch me, kick me, pull my hair. I am a-okay being stabbed. Biting and scratching are on the table. You can use fire.

Luke: Those are the ground rules? Is there anything off limits?

Trystan: Damn man you got something really sick you want to do, huh? All right. I like it. Don't tell me. Surprise me.

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Nora: Oh yeah I didn't tell you. I got kicked out of ballet school. For beating the crap out of ballerinas.

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Trystan: (over an interrogation) This is taking too long! I'm going to miss the farmer's market!

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Nora: (half asleep) I'll rip your head off. I'm gonna rip your damn head off, Holbeck.

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Trystan: I don't mess with computers, okay? Ever since I died of dysentery on the Drakkos Trail, I was like "No thank you, I am done with this."

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Trystan: LUKE!

Luke: Oh my God is that-

Trystan: RUBY!

Ruby: It does sound like-

Trystan: (runs up to them, is panting) It's me, Trystan Thorne.

Luke: Yeah we know, hey Trystan how have you been?

Trystan: Very bad. Someone is trying to kill me. All I know is I woke up in a pool of my own blood, next to a metal chair that had a dent in it the same shape as my own head.

Ruby: What were you doing before the attack?

Trystan: I was sitting in my metal chair, watching the season 2 premier of the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills.

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Trystan: It's Sebastijan

Nora: Sebastijan. Yeah I said it.

Trystan: No. Sebastijan.

Nora: Sebastijan.

Trystan: Not even close. Sebastijan.

Nora: Sebastijan.

Trystan: Almost. Sebastijan.

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Nora: (about Mafalda) She's so cool. She's been buried alive three times. I've only been buried alive once.

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Nora: I've only had Silver for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her I'll kill everyone in this room and then myself.

Luke: Very violent eulogy, I like it.

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Mafalda: Here are two pictures. One is your locker. The other is a garbage dump in the Philippines. Can you tell which is which?

Nora: That one's the dump?

Mafalda: They're BOTH your locker.

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Nora: (over the phone) Trystan--

Trystan: Hey, Detective! I'm so sorry we're not there yet, but a guy fell down the stairs and then the old lady shot our perpetrator and then we stopped a bank robbery-

Mags: -- And I lost my shoe.

Trystan: And Mags lost her shoe, but we're almost to the Agency!

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Trystan: All right, Luke. We have to act soon. That cold medicine Nora chugged, it was the non-drowsy kind. She's all over the place.

Nora: HEY GUESS WHAT! I've got a new lead to ask my client about. There's a drug dealer on State Street. Why doesn't someone answer the phone? I'll get it, I'll get it! (Answers phone) Hello, there is no Wyvern here. You have the wrong number, goodbye.

Luke: I'm Wyvern!

Nora: That's a dumb name, but it's yours and you should be proud of it because you are the greatest person I've ever known. WHERE IS MY FILE?

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#incorrect thorne rose #crimes of passion #nora x trystan

[amora-ledezma]

Obey Me! Characters with a [???]!MC

When Diavolo told them the exchange program student is a religious female, they were expecting someone who was working towards becoming a nun, but for some reason, this person was pretty chill about religion???

“What religion are you exactly?” They ask, the human answered “INC.” with pride and happiness at their curiosity. INC, or Iglesia Ni Cristo in tagalog and Church Of Christ in english, is a Christian organization. Registered on the very start of World War 1, they fulfilled a prophecy of a church being built in the far east during the end of times. Not eating blood, not celebrating Christmas, they were questioned most of the time, and they would only answer with passages from the bible. Yes, they were called weird but this human didn’t seem to mind, just going on their day.

Obey Me! Charaters with a >>>INC!MC who also happens to be Filipino

As far as they could tell, the exchange student was pretty…normal.

Well, apart from she doesn’t eat animal blood, which was strange, considering she has no problem eating a whole baby duck from the egg-

And the fact she doesn’t seem to have any sort of bible or cross on her at all times??? Is this human really religious?

Part 1: Purgatory Hall +Mammom

Simeon and Luke

-Simeon met INC!MC at lunch one time.

-The menu that day wasn’t exactly…for angels like him.

-If he didn’t find anything suitable for him and Luke, he was considering just taking the younger angel back to Purgatory Hall and cook something.

-There he met MC, scratching her head at the menu, why, almost everything had blood in it!

-Shaking her head she turned around to head back to the House of Lamentation to cook something for herself.

-Accidentally bumping in Simeon.

-Both profusely apologizing to each other, they scrambled to find ways to say sorry.

-Simeon noticed MC was going to leave without eating anything and asked why.

-“I…can’t really eat anything with blood.”

-He invites her to Purgatory Hall, and they get along quite well.

-“You say you can’t eat blood, why is that?”

-“Because it symbolizes-”

-“Life.” Luke chimes in.

-MC raised an eyebrow then smiled, followed by a nod.

-“So my religion got something correct, I suppose?” She looked at Simeon.

-“That would seem to be the case.” He smiled.

-“So God blessed Noah and his sons, and said to them: Be fruitful and multiply, and fill the earth. And the fear of you and the dread of you shall be on every beast of the earth, on every bird of the air, on all that move on the earth, and on all the fish of the sea. They are given into your hand. Every moving thing that lives shall be food for you. I have given you all things, even as the green herbs. But you shall not eat flesh with its life, that is, its blood. Genesis 9:1-4.” Luke said, looking to Simeon for approval.

-MC gaped in amazement.

-“Does living for thousand of years give you good memory?” She joked.

-“You don’t have the bible memorized?” Luke said, albeit a bit judgmental.

-“I never really read the bible, I’m afraid I’ll make a misinterpretation,” MC smiled.

-Simeon nodded at that, a soft smile on his face.

-“Dear God, you are hopeless with technology!” MC bemoaned.

-“Please don’t bring Father into this.”

-“Simeon…just- just give the phone, please.” Luke snagged it from him.

-“Like I said go to the App Store- hey where are you going?!”

-“You said go to the App Store, is it far?” Simeon asked.

-MC and Luke just sighed in defeat.

Solomon

-Oh hello, fellow human.

-They met when MC visited Purgatory Hall to visit Luke and Simeon.

-MC literally took a double take when he introduced himself.

-Like “?! You’re named after the King?”

-“Would you believe if I said I am the King?”

-“Nope.”

-“Suit yourself~”

-MC found out that he in-fact, was the King Solomon, still alive; how? Yeah she doesn’t want to know.

-“I ate something and then this happened.”

-“I..see,” MC made a mental note to not eat anything he cooks.

-“I’ve been meaning to ask, what country are you from?” Solomon asked.

-“Philippines.” MC answered, wrinkling her nose and moving away from the stove, where Solomon was conjuring cooking(?) up something.

-“Ah yes, Ophir.” Solomon chuckled.

-“No, I’m from the Ph—”

-“I meant what I said.” Solomon smiled.

-(MC.exe processing)

-“pHILIPPINES WAS OPHIR-?!”

-“Yes, yes it was. And I see the pearls harvested there are still as pristine as ever,” he looked at MC’s pearl earrings.

-MC smiled. “Now, Solomon; you might want to take that off the heat it smells like it’s burning.”

-“It is not!”

Mammon

Hah, him??? Take care of this human??? No way-

He agreed after that encounter with Lucifer.

Andddd the fact that he can see something valuable on her.

Pearl earrings, and they look like they’re oriental, which might fetch a lot of grimm here in Devildom

(Haha too bad she places it inside a hymn book used in worship, no he did not burn his hand trying to get it, pft, he totally didn’t)

And he’s actually caught off guard, this human is just nodding along his threats with a small smile on her face.

“I’d kill ya-” “No, you really won’t. The exchange program would fail, are you sure you want the demon prince’s disappointment?🙂”

She’s already concluded that he’s scared of Lucifer.

Once saw her praying, head down and eyes closed and thought she was scared.

And Mammon being, well, Mammon, started walking towards her to tease her.

So uh,

He kind of—

Got burned? It was just a sensation but he pretty much shouted in pain.

“WHAT WAS THAT, HUMAN?! ARE YE TRYING TO MAKE ME TURN INTO DUST?!”

“NO I WAS PRAYING WHY WOULD YOU WALK TOWARDS ME KNOWING YOU’LL BURN?!”

“I DIDN’T KNOW YA WERE PRAYING, WHY WEREN’T YA DOING THE SIGN OF THE CROSS?!”

“MY RELIGION DOESN’T USE IT DANG IT!”

Mammon was treated by Lucifer(who was trying to keep in his laughter)

This is my way of spreading doctrine ig^-^*

By the way, the Ophir=Philippines one isn’t confirmed, it’s just a theory.

(A game theory.)

#female!mc #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me mc #church #obey me purgatory hall #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me solomon #obey me! shall we date? #obey me! #inc!mc #filipino #filipino!mc #ophir

[miss-rum-hee]

Hey, it's me again. Since your ask box is rarely open (I'm assuming to avoid trolls and idiots spamming you with nonsense), I feel there's a new problem with bigotry. It's very important.

Since Oppenheimer came out there's been discourse on if Hiroshima and Nagasaki were okay or not. Sadly too many dummies are out here saying they deserved it.

Here's some of the stuff they say as to "why"

"It stopped the war/Japan didn't surrender/An invasion would have been worse": This one I'm not gonna say is right or wrong because official sources and historians debating on these things still so whether you believe that is up to you.

THE BIG ONE I AM SICK OF: Using Japan's wrongdoings as a whataboutism dogwhistle. I'm sick of seeing people be like "But Pearl Harbor/Nanking Massacre/Southeast Asia invasions/Unit 731/Torture!". I get it, those were all awful, but the fact that you justify killing random strangers based on the actions of their military and government, when THEY'RE the actual ones at fault, is stupid and racist. They do this with Russians too and occasionally Chinese people. For them "Dictator = everyone" when it comes to dictatorships (the only one they can tell the difference with is North Korea, any other dictatorship, NOPE!)

To add to the point, many people (Americans and Southeast Asians) forget that America has been menacing them for, like, ever! Ever heard of the My Lai massacre? Just like Nanking, Americans slaughtered and r*ped Vietnamese people. The Pearl Harbor idiots forget that America literally bombed Laos and Cambodia, MULTIPLE TIMES. Filipinos still worship Americans as if America didn't actually bomb Manila when there in WW2 to target the Japanese, yet killed WAY MORE FILIPINOS IN THE PROCESS AND THE FILIPINOS THINK THE AMERICANS "SAVED THEM FROM THE WICKED JAPS". Everyone is rightfully mad that the government has "not said sorry" (they have multiple times but they were hollow because the government is very fringe and they try and make that stuff seem okay and don't tell the whole truth in schools), but nobody is mad or racist towards Italians, nobody seems to care that Italy never apologized for their actions, even the countries victimized by Italy. Even during the war nobody really cared. Despite the fact that Italy also has a very fringe government now and Mussolini's GRADDAUGHTER is in one of the parties and is a simp for her grandpa.

The worst part of all of this, I've seen critics of the bomb and surviviors actually harassed and cyberbullied by Japanophobes. Here's some of the examples: There's a trend of people calling Japanese people who don't like Barbenheimer "nationalists", "tankies", "Japanese imperialism apologists", etc, who "need to cope/get a life/cry about it", and they don't have even mercy on CHILDREN. I saw a quote from a survivor someone shared that was a father talking about watching his son die slowly in front of him. And guess what, some Filipino came along and was like "WHAT ABOUT ALL THE FILIPINO KIDS THE JAPANESE KILLED?!", and my mind was literally BLOWN. Look, that was awful, I get it. But I have no respect for you. The NERVE of you to make it about yourself. This isn't ABOUT Japan vs. the Philippines. THIS IS ABOUT AMERICA VS JAPAN. Go complain on a post about the Philippines. This is a PARENT and his SON who may I say, was 4. Yes, 4. And this fool essentially said "This 4 YEAR OLD is a soldier responsible for the deaths of my people's children!". Dude, the children had nothing to do with it. I don't support defending anyone's war crimes and that includes America, but at least those were adults. CHILDREN can't even process anything that's happening and you're mad at THEM?

America and its simps really need to stop thinking they're good nd that they can't commit war crimes. They wanted to get revenge and kill as many people as possible. They wanted to show off to Russia. They literally had internment camps for the Japanese PEOPLE which has even less excusable reasons and merit than the bombs. There's nothing else to it and no matter if worse could have happened, there's no justifying the killing civilians and children part. These fools are mad at the wrong people.

On the bright side, a lot of the people who used the first point are actually willing to admit that they killed random people and that they wished it didn't happen. And I respect those people because they actually can tell the difference or still recognize Japanese criticism and Japanese survivors and deaths were not just "tankies getting what they deserved".

Look up my reblogs for more info, and check Twitter and Youtube comments under Oppenheimer criticism videos and you'll see the racists in all their glory.

So yeah, if people like Oppenheimer that's fine, it apparently isn't trying to make the bomb seem okay, but the criticism has attracted dumbasses making fools of themselves. And people should watch movies like Barefoot Gen, Godzilla, Tora Tora Tora, and Grave of the Fireflies after for some blatantly and UNBIASED takes from Japanese people, rather than American "Icky Japanese Tankie" movies.

Honestly that whole discourse is a fucking mess rn, I ain't even touching it with a 20 ft pole

#reblog #asks #oppenheimer

[aajjks]

Confess?

Well, do you remember when I told you that I also freakin' love childrens and babies?

There is this one time when I was little where I was rocking my baby sister in a baby hammock. It's a type of baby hammock in the Philippines called "duyan", a criss cross designed that hangs in the ceiling. (I want you to picture it HAHA) So there I was rocking her with my little brother on the other side rocking her too. We were just having fun, making silly faces, laughing out loud and going crazy but we didn't notice we were rocking her too dangerously. And then the next thing you know, one rock and our baby sister went flying straight to the wall in the somehow tall mirror/glass thing leaning on the wall that wrapped in plastic (it's our father's) 😭😭 LITERALLY FLEW LIKE LITERALLY—AND DROPPED IN THE GROUND. Our laughter turn into horror as I go straight to her immediately. But me and my brother looked at each other because our baby sister is still laughing 😭😭 she was laughing and eventually gon silent like she was tired. I was dead scared for her, our mom would kill me and I'll never forgive myself if something's wrong with her. I carried her and placed her back to the baby hammock and let her fall asleep. I watched her breathing, checking if she is still alive 😭, touching her body in looking for something's wrong but she doesn't react, just peacefully sleeping as if nothing had happen earlier. Our mom came home from the grocery and there goes our day. Our baby sister is now 8 years old, having no idea what had happened when she was a baby 8 years ago and still, the memory of it kept between me and my brother. There was one time where my brother almost slipped it during our siblings conversation and our little sister was confused and curious, all them generally 😭. We told her that we would eventually tell her soon when she gets older 😭 SO YEAH

WOW.

got anything to confess?

#asks #your confessions

[tohokuu]

so i had very rough days starting from monday, and i think it'll get worse. it's both about the elections here in the philippines and my mother. i had been away from my home for 2 weeks and have been staying in my dad side's home. i was there because we only have two laptops here, my mom's and my brother's (that was supposed to be shared.) and i couldn't focus on my studies because i only have a low-budget tablet (which lags a lot) so my grandma insisted to stay with them until i finished my hw.

the end of the first week, i opted to stay for another week, in which my mom tell me in vc that she was disappointed and mad with me. she attended our weekly family dinner there and got permission to stay. the second week, it was mother's day, and i need to visit her to, y'know, celebrate it with her. however, that day, she was in hot water with her mother (again), so we took my brother and celebrated with my grandma instead. and we were there for 2 nights. and as of writing this, i just got home again or else she'll turn into hulk again.

my god, i'm graduating. LITERALLY GRADUATING. i know i already told you our situation in my previous asks. i'm with family, not even drinking, being healthy there, and it's not like she's also gonna budget me, because i'm literally away. she has a gf to talk to, she doesn't even join us to eat at dinner. she just yelled at me earlier because she was forcing me to sleep while i was organizing my table stuff at the living room. i raised my voice because she was telling me that a million times and said yes everytime, she's shocked that i was raising my voice on her? no wonder she voted on the dictator's son. in which, us in the dad's side weren't really happy about seeing he's on the lead.

she just begged me to stay here, for what? why am i even staying here in this toxic household? and then she's gonna tell me to not be like her and don't disrespect your mother because she didn't do those things to me? didn't she realize that she's actually a carbon footprint of her mother? and then she's going to play victim? oh my, what a family, i wish i could just tell her right to her face, but i'm afraid i might get a couple more slaps and ear rape, what a fun week.

sorry i vented here, i'm literally crying while texting this. i really like being anonymous and venting to people whom i know has similar family issues as well 😔

- ☀️

mentions of r4pe and physical abuse !

i didn’t see your ask !! i apologize but i just checked my inbox and i think it’s important to respond to this one before your last one

i really apologize for what’s happening in your country, sun. i have a lot of filipino friends who’ve been speaking to me about it and i feel so sad that i can’t do anything for them. unfortunately, my country is facing a political crisis too so i do understand how you feel. i don’t live there so it isn’t the same but the pain of realizing that your country is being seized by criminals is horrifying

i apologize for how your mother has been treating you. it’s not fair to you at all and i can’t believe i’m saying this, but soon you’re gonna graduate and you’ll be out of there. (if that’s what you choose to do)

my mother also tends to slap me at times. i’ve gotten some really bad beatings from her over the years and it hasn’t stopped even now. it’s disgusting to know that our parents are like this and we just have to deal with it just because. i wish we didn’t have to but the only thing that keeps me going is that one day it is gonna get better. sadness doesn’t last forever and happiness doesn’t stay forever either but the least you can do is be content with where you are for now

i promise you, stay strong and hold on for now

#☀️ <3 #hades asks {💡}

[jaiyiee]

FORBIDDEN LOVE 1821

Continuation

Suddenly, i met Zach, he was masculine , handsome and hot also cheerful and attractive. Also, a son of General Governor the highest official here in the Philippines in the time of Spanish period. It was 5pm in the afternoon. I was in a wooden bench enjoying the good looking paradise in front of me, just kidding hahahaha....

"Hi, gorgeous what is your name? es como si te acabara de ver. Are you new residence here?" Dios mio guapo. I'm so confused what if i'm just assuming, sere amable. Dios mio, que sea mic solo el. I said quetly, but then i see his brown gorgeous eyes waiting my answer.

"a mi?" I said with curiosity, you know, perhaps im just assuming; he was just insame asking himself.

"Hay alquien mos con quien estoy hablando aqui?" Asked the guy in front of me. Mi amor, why are you like that me econocione por un momento. It is not coincidence that i met this handsome boy perhaps God allowed this to happened. In this chaotic world, i thought that destiny would be cruel in me but i'm thankful that God allowed this to happened look how coquette my mind. I have a huge problem if i tell him that im from the present he would judge me and think that im insane. God what would i do now?

"Oh, sorry. Yes, i am new here, actually i grew up in Europe. Mi Madre was a Filipina while my Father was an Espanyol". I said, oh God! Help me i know that i lied but i am scared that he will judge me if he knew that im from the present. Even though it is only a dream but maybe my situation right now has the huge impact why i am here. I really miss my lola Minda so much; i know that she is worried about me but i cant go back in time.

"Porque estas solo-aqui? Tienes algo que esperar aqui? It is getting dark here outside. Are you familiar that theres a curfew at 6 o' clock right?" Asked the guy lord what should i do now? I am homeless.

"Nothing, i just love the environment here it so peaceful and i feel safe. Look how gorgeous the sunset is". I asked to the guy but literally i dont have home to take a nap. I lied again.

"Okay i see, if you dont mind, i can accompany you here to ensure that you are safe, no te preocupes no soy un mal tipo. By the way i'm zach Hernandez 21 yrs old. How about you?". Askes the guy, he looks kinda so maybe i could let him be with me tonight because its too dark, i dont even want to be a cold body next day because of some rapist out there.

" Yah sure, my name is Zhashna Blanca 18 yrs old. Thank you for being here at least i have someone to talk to. Nice to meet you!". I sincerely asked then he tells me about himself and i admire him every detail that i heard from him makes me more curious about him.

Everyday our meeting place is at the bench under the mango tree. He was so gentleman; that is wht i felt valuable, he makes me smile out of nowhere that makes me felt more excited. My heart beats faster; i think im inlove with the guy in my dream. He taught me how to be matured and how to adopt the environment. I learned a lot of things. His existence influences me a lot its like im havinf older brother that taught me good deeds. I dont knew why im so dependent to this guy, like im willing to wait him in a long time just to see him. Perhaps, i just appreciate. What he did for me or im in love. I dont know damn, im insane.

I even tell him that i exist in the present and this was a drean fir me because i an comatose for 1 year and i am glad that he understands me. I know that i can control my dream, but this time i cant control Zach, i dont know why. We are in a relationship right now. A qui no le gusta tanto como es sincer. He was the only one that treat me like a princess, love me for being who i am and understands me, for almost 1 year that i was in this dream our relationship together deepens.

But one day i felt that i will woke up for being comatos i heard the tears and voices of joy of my loved ones. They wabt to make up with me and i know that they are sincere in asking forgiveness. God knows that since the day that i chose to be with Lola, is the day that i forgive them i just sulking in reason to didnt give me time wheb i heard their voice, their somethinf in my chest that heals, the wall that i kep for how many years finally destroyed.

One afternoon i told Zach that can finally woke up that i can go back in my real exustence. But instead of choosing my family and be with them, i chose to be with Zach and live with this world of dreams. Yes, he was happy but i felt that he just fakes it. These past few weeks he is being cold as ice; he is not that Zach that i used to love before. Now i can see his true colors, that the words that he cared to much, it easy for him to tell hurtful words. But anything that makes him get mad at me, i changed it all because i love him. Even forcing myself to understand him. But i was so exhausted doing this shit i cant understand him anymore. It was 3rd week of October year 1821, when he tells me that hwa was just using me for his own sake. He tells that there was a girl that he really loved and it makes his as a wandering soul. He admitted that he was just a soul who can enter to the dream of humans to fool it and hooked its soul. To be able exist in this world , he needs to find a soul as an exchange to make him free. It is a big mistake that i loved each it is a wrong move that he chose me as his victim because anytime i can go back in time. When i heard his explanation and reason. It made my heart broken into pieces. I dont even understand why he needs to do this. I thought all the things that he does for me is true but i was wrong he just used me foe his own saje. Why he needs to do this in being true to him. I dont even question his existence because i love him so much but look what happened. Argh! I dont want to see him anymore!

[masternest]

I feel like blogging again. Not like any of my friends read these even though I’ve told em about it. But hey, if you’re a friend of mine and you happen to read what I put, then thank you and let me know ^^ drop a hi as I’d truly like to know who’s invested in trying to get to know me

So back to the blog. This 2024 has started out sucky. Where the hell do I even begin. Worst part obviously is going back to the US. In the Philippines, it always seemed like I was treated like a prince but here in the US, I feel like a peasant. Especially with San Diego being the most expensive city to live now? Fuck my life. Thanks god for that. I can’t even be near my kids so just add on the taxes why don’t cha. I can’t even be near her or Matt. So a lot of the times, I’m just -_-

So what other horrible thing happened you say? Well I’m glad you asked random stranger. This is just me venting now to the void lol XD so after a long ass flight, I needed to figure out a way back to SD by bus. I had forgotten though that after the bus, I’d need to use a trolley. But after that, I needed to drag my luggage all the way up the huge hill. In hindsight though, it was a good workout for the arms. Exhausted, I come back to my apartment which is now locked by a fence gate which is usually unlocked but because my bud wasn’t sure that he locked the place, he called maintenance to make sure that it was indeed locked with a key that they never provided me. I shit you not when I tell you that I literally had to break in through my own place. I won’t say how I did it for security reasons lol but my supposed genius level intellect finally kicked in and with a bit of acrobatics, I got in

Next day, the chikas that live above had the place inspected since they were smelling gas for weeks? Weird they only did something now but glad that they did actually as there really was a problem. Kwang while I was away had mentioned that our gas bill seemed to more than double so this was now the true culprit. So to fix it, they shut off the gas. So no heat for a few days. Just great. Add on that my bud became mega sick from his NY trip. But at least we both don’t have Covid. Add on that the kids don’t respond back anymore to me through FB. The ex is back to her old ways it seems of blocking access to me even though I literally pay everything on time and pay in full mind you. I didn’t even do anything to anyone. This is bullshit

But I need to focus. This is an important year. She’s been working hard so I should too. Not that she’ll care too much but we’ll see. I’m so close to accomplishing my goals that have been years in the making. I’m proud of myself for getting Discord back on my phone again so yay. So many people I need to reconnect with but I promised myself I would. So yeah let’s do this. If you’re still reading, what the hell stop stalking and tell me who you are XD but if you’re interested, I’ll try to blog more about my progress on Game Development in the future apart from posting memes that I find funny. If I even remember to. Or maybe this will be my last word post for the year lmao we’ll see

[purplesurveys]

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What was the last upsetting thing that happened to you? The fucking toddler who shrieked for four hours straight on my flight to Malaysia. I think a part of me died that day.

What was the last thing you ordered from Starbucks?  I can’t remember the last time I went to Starbucks, actually! I 100% got either an iced Americano or caramel macchiato, but I wouldn’t be able to tell you which pastry I got...I like to switch it up often.

Do you trust your doctor?  I don’t have a doctor I regularly go to. I don’t really go to the doctor at all, unless it’s huge emergency or if I need to get a checkup for work.

Do you ever question if your mother loves you?  I know she does but she tends to be tactless, something which, to her credit, she has acknowledged. It doesn’t necessarily make me question her love for me per se, but it’s this tactlessness that frustrates me and makes us clash a lot because I’m not exactly the type to stay quiet when I feel disrespected. 

Do you ever feel scared or unsafe around your dad?  Not at all. When he’s around I feel like literally nothing can go wrong. 

Do you have a pastor you can trust and talk to whenever you need to?  I am not religious and I feel like pastors/priests would be the first people to have viewpoints different from mine anyway.

Do you have a best friend who always has your back?  Yes.

What is missing in your life?  Spontaneity. My recent travels made me realize that. I thought I was already living a relatively comfortable and free life here in Manila, then I went to Bangkok and Kuala Lumpur and realized the things I could be doing...can you believe the biggest thing that upset me was how pretty the park in KL is? I went there for three days straight, even let myself cry it out on the final day. The trees were so pretty, the water was so clean, I love how they had drinking fountains everywhere, and it was so cool to see benches everywhere. Everyone not in the Philippines, you guys are so lucky to have parks. 

What color shirt are you wearing?  It’s a white tube top.

Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?  It was an admin from one of the communities I’m in touch with for work.

Who is your least favorite doctor you’ve been to?  I feel bad for saying this but it has to be the doctor that my family has been extremely close with ever since I can remember. He prescribed some useless medication for my UTI – aka the UTI that gave me the fever from hell – which didn’t do jack shit and my 39ºC fever raged on for a few more days. Eventually Angela’s mom swooped in and gave me a prescription, and upon getting the damn medicine I was fine within, like, an hour.

Who is your least favorite nurse?  Idk I never really get to be around nurses.

What is your favorite type of Lunchables?  I’ve never tried those.

What gives you migraines?  Working for too long with my screen brightness set to max.

What is the worst medication side effect you’ve ever had?  I’ve never had terrible side effects from a medication, but injections are a different story. For all the times I got my Covid vaccines/boosters the side effects were consistently shit, I had always gotten a fever, and my skin felt like glass.

When was the last time you remember your life being good?  A week ago when I was in Bangkok. It was a rare, precious pause in life where the biggest thing I had to worry about was not losing my passport. Easily one of my favorite memories already and I will always be grateful for the experience.

What makes you forgetful? I am oftentimes forgetful at work but it’s because I typically handle anywhere between 30-40 tasks on my to-do list every single day.

Do you block stupid, ignorant people on Facebook? Sometimes. My usual instinct is to report them to get the job done more easily.

What is your favorite magazine to read?  I haven’t read a magazine in years.

What is your favorite thing to order at Taco Bell?  We don’t have a lot of Taco Bells here, so in the extremely rare occasion that I find myself in one I just get some burrito.

What was the first color you dyed your hair?  Ash brown. I wanted to go crazy immediately and do green, but I was told that the first time has to be on the milder side so that my hair doesn’t, like, die from the bleaching. Anyway, I’ve gone with purple twice since then and have never gotten back to the green that I originally wanted for my hair hahaha.

Do you trust your parents completely?  No. I know my mom still snoops around in my bag, but then again my trust in her died out a LONG time ago, lol.

Do you have someone you feel completely safe around?  Yes, my closest friends.

What church do you go to?  I just attend my local parish that you don’t need to know about, but if you meant denomination then I am Roman Catholic, at least in the legal sense.

Have you made a lot of mistakes?  Haven’t we all...?

Do you take risks often?  Every now and then, but I wouldn’t say it’s a way of life. I play it safe when I want to.

Who was the last person you called on the phone?  Angela and Hans when I wanted to meet back up during the Yoongi concert.

What color is your favorite whiteboard marker?  I don’t have a favorite whiteboard marker.

[wonwoonlight]

long message incoming im so sorry 😭😭

haylooooo, miss khione!! hope you're doing great rnn <3<3 it's been a while since our last interaction haha ! i hope you're taking care of yourself? saw your latest post in the garden and wow let me tell you 😭 it looks like it came from a literal movie like wow !!! it's really pretty 😭 also you look stunning <3 hope you enjoyed your little trip there!

so i don't know if you're aware (i'm pretty sure you've heard it somewhere tho...although i don't really know 😅😅) buuut regarding seventeen's be the sun tour, they're having two additional shows! one is in Jakarta and the other in Bulacan (in the philippines). the ticket selling for this was on oct 28 (was the carat membership presale) and oct 29 (the general sale). originally, i wasn't planning on going to the bulacan show since 1) I didn't want to go through the stress i went through the first ticket selling. 2) the accessibility of the venue and additional expenses just to go there. 3) concert quality of the venue. but.....haha guess what 💔 i bought a carat membership and joined the presale 😭😭😭 and like things get sort of worse here. so october 28, 7am, i woke up then did my usual morning stuff (wow okay why did i share that 😭 😭) by the time i finished it was alr a little past 8am (sloth era) told the cafe babies i'd be late to work (ik it wasn't nice for me to do that since work is more important that seventeen but,,,,,,yeah i didn't think about that before 😭😭) ANYWAYS that happened. so yeah i prepared myself mentally and physically, made a shrine as well as a manifestation table) lowk looked like i was sacrificing my laptop to who knows where). since the waiting room started at 9am (yeah well i thougnt it starts at 9am like last time) still had a little more time to do that arrangement. so 9am comes and i was alr in the livenation website looking for the link. guess what,,,it wasn't there 😭😭 i realized that there would be no waiting room and we go straight to the website at 10am 😭😭😭 so i patiently (no i didn't i was highk stressing, well i mean at least my 😭 boyfriend 😭 was there to calm me down [he was giving pacemaker dino tbh] anyways 10am we were given the link. "we are sorry but our website is currently experiencing heavy traffic right now. you will be let in once a slot become available" screamed at this and opened twitter to see if i was the only one 😭😭 there were so many carats experiencing the same thing aurmg 😭😭 so i waited to be let in but it was taking so long, NOT UNTIL MY SAVIOR ARRIVED 😭 someone sent a direct link to the queuing and i got to the queue 😭 i was at 18k on my laptop and then 16k on my phone had to wait for only like 30 mins until i was in the website on my phone so i went in the website, was shaking, trying to go for my desired seats (no vip sc too tiring 😭😭) so i got them (planned to go with my mom, im so sorry mom but once you go in that venue i believe you wouldn't get to escape caratland) was about to complete my transaction then suddenly my payment failed 😭😭 SO I HAD TO CALL THE MALL'S CUSTOMER SERVICE 😭😭 luckily they answered, then they were amazing enough to reset my carat membership code. i had to also call the bank but they weren't answering so i had to use another type of payment and then my desired seats were taken so spent about 5 mins looking for a good seat </3 and 😭😭 and then i got the tickets 😭😭 until now it hasn't sank in for some reason 😭😭 but 😭 im seeing seventeen on december 17 😭😭😭😭 this was so anticlimactic </3 so i got the tickets like only in 2hrs which was amazing 💖💖 most seats are now taken in the arena but we're still hoping for a sold out show bc imagine the articles that are like "kpop group seventeen sold out a 55k capacity arena!" that was an ew headline but 🤩🤩 it's the story that counts HEJDJXJD so yeah rn it isn't sinking in yet but like i hope it does before the concert so i can actually prepare myself mentally <3

so that's it 🤩🤩 im so sorry for this long message 😭 i had sm to share 😭😭 hbu? do you have any stories to share <3 (if youre comfy ofc !!) stay safe ms khione!

Shey hi 😭😭😭 i knoooow! I havent been online anywhere due to irl duties 😭😭 glad you've been fine and, as always, I truly enjoyed your story 🤣 don't feel sorry abt sending long ask!!

I'm glad that you got the ticket on top of all those stress!! Please do have fun with your mom at the concert🤍 is there a reason why she's coming with you tho???

And me... welll.. if we're talking about me during the time i type this... I'm not in my best state but I'm here to find escape so, thank you for giving me comfort through your story!

#take care shey!! #shey🧁 #khione.ask #aaand queue

[allthingslea]

Thanksgiving Day, 3rd Month

October 10th, Thanksgiving Day. Also our 3rd month of being together. To be honest, there was a posibility that we weren't gonna meet up because Edmar got sick with covid. However here we are, and a lot of things happened. The whole day was a blast. Literally.

It started by picking her up from Tsawwassen at 9AM. We had breakfast at Tims. What's hilarious is that we both thought of getting bagels this time. I guess we were both tired of farmers wraps. Anyways, yes, as usual, we talked, and I was excited for the day.

After having breakfast, we drove to Bridgeport Park n Fly, and took the Canada Line to downtown. When we arrived, it was a little chilly so Lea wanted to by a hoodie. However, all the stores were still closed so we sat down at the food court of Pacific Center to pass time. We talked, and we ended up reflecting about how the past month went. We both agreed that it was better than the first two months. We both realized how much we grew and how much we love each other, that we were both tearing up. I was going to save it until the end of the day, but I ended up giving her the necklace I have been holding on to for a while now.

When I was in the Philippines, I asked my cousin to purchase this Ben&Ben x Celeste necklace, inspired by my favourite Ben song, Araw Araw. I promised myself that I would give this necklace to the person I would love one day. Lo and behold, the beholder of the new neckalce, Lea Joy.

After spending about 45 minutes being silly when we were only going to pass time for 5 minutes, we started walking around and bought a hoodie at H&M. After, we walked to Waterfront, and around Canada Place. At the peak of it, I saw a seabus and asked her if she wanted to ride it. You know how impulsive we can be sometimes. So we did, we rode the seabus to North Vancouver.

During the ride, we had a deep and intimate conversation. I don't remember how it started, but she told me her 2nd biggest secret. Her dream. One of the reasons why she's in Canada. Love, if you end up reading this, I just want to say my many thanks for sharing your vulnerabilities. I appreciate you and I will try my very best to be here for you. Anyways, we arrived at Lonsdale Quay, sat down on a bench facing downtown, and continued talking. In front of us were padlocks with names and hards engraved, locked to a chain fence. We reminisced more about how we met, the coincidences, and chances. Since she has shared her secrets with me, I shared mine as well. Stories that no one has ever heard.

It got sunny and warm so we decided to walk around and talk, again more secrets and stories. She also shared a secret that only I know about.

We found our way back to the market, circled the food court, and decided to get some pizza. As we were eating, we reflected once again. We both had this feeling that since we both shared the things we hide, we feel a much stronger connection- a feeling that we can both tell each other anything and everything.

We also talked about how it's starting to get cold. She brought up the idea of moving away from Tsawwassen and living closer to school. I supported the idea and provided suggestions for the next steps. I suggested to start planting seeds/thoughts in her mom's mind that it's cold and the commute is far. The funny thing is, the next morning, her mom messages her out of nowhere and asks how it's like nowadays and fully support the idea of moving out.

Time flew by quick, there was still dinner at home so we decided to make our way back- seabus > canada line > back to my car. When we got to Tsawwassen, there was still some time so we deviced to hang out for a bit, in the backseat of my car.

Here's the thing, she's on birth control, and she's on her period. BUT things got heated. We actually had period sex.

Things got REALLY heated. I saw that she was getting close, and I told her that so was I. She told me that it was okay if I finish inside. I asked three times if she was sure, and each time, she said yes. So I did. We both finished at the same time, raw. Oh god, as I write this, I still remember the sensation.

I pulled out and saw it ooze out. Let's just say it was a bloody, sticky mess. We managed to get clean without dirtying my car though! After cleaning up and changing, we immediately went to the mall, straight to the washroom to clean up and for her to try to flush it out. After using the washroom, we talked a little bit. We were both sure we were fine, but for peace of mind and reassurance, we decided it would be best if she takes a contingency pill. We were chill and laughing about it though, instead of being tense and scared. But we both realized the reality of what we just did.

We walked to Shoppers in the mall, but they didn't have it. While we were there, we bought a sushi tray for dinner. We also went to Wal-Mart to check, but the pharmacy was closed already. We drove to another Shoppers, and we talked that if they have it or not, it's meant to be. She went in, turns out they had it, so she bought it.

We got back to the house, used to washroom to clean up some more. We settled down at the dining table and she drank the medicine. We ate Thanksgiving dinner, talked for a bit to reflect about what happened that night, and then I went home.

Luckily, there were no major side effects from the contingency pill. I'm about to see her later because at this time of posting, it's her birthday.

October 10th was a day to remember. My love for Lea Joy just keeps getting stronger, and our bond just keeps growing.

[roanniee]

Aces HCs

Headcannons? Yes. Yes.

THIS IS FOR ALL MY FILIPINO FAMS OUT THERE HAHAHA

The 3RD YEAR Aces + Sakusa and Meian being taught the "Filipino" way of washing clothes? Yes please.

Filipinos mostly wash clothes while outside, with a few deep, circular tubs, and a manual pump.

warning: chaos, crack and a bit of spicy content bc.... water soaked aces and meian? hello?

So for this hcs, S/o are at the least, a quarter Filipino. I usually tend to make it as general as possible but... hehehe for the sake of this one.

Thank you to @lovemeian @ushisrever and @saudade-mayari for their inputs HAHAHA

@slutbench helped too ig HAHAHA

Anyway, Enjoy!

ARAN OJIRO

Mans is very curious. He visited the Philippines with you, saw your aunt handwashing the clothes and has the need to help.

Such a gentleman I swear.

Let me help you, Aunty.

He would NOT let you help either.

Even if he doesn't know how to do it, he won't let you help him.

So you sit down a little ways away and tell him what to do.

hE IS SO RECEPTIVE AND ACTUALLY UNDERSTANDS WHEN YOU EXPLAIN IT.

So... I rub the cloth between my knuckles like this?

Yes, Aran. You're doing amazing.

He is so careful too, that no water splashes on his clothes.

good for you tbh. The baklas and the titas aren't staring.

but you know how them muscles flex so...

goodluck to you.

Asahi Azumane

Girl. Boy. Bakla. Tomboy.

Oh you poor dear.

He is such a baby in this

I am so sorry for you.

You ask him if he wants to help bc you see him watching you halfway through the coloured load.

He just shyly nods and goes over to you.

The moment he sits down...

Oh honey...

Like a baby trying to swim. Dogpaddles his way through the next load.

He's terrified that he's gonna rip the clothes with his strength so he uses minimal force

It barely cleans the shirt but you just sneakily redo it for him

mans is so proud of himself when he's done

pls praise him.

bc he'll give you kisses and will be more determined to help you.

Hajime Iwaizumi

Ah. The man of the hour.

the entire reason why this was thought of.

we all know that Iwa is half filipino hc right? Right.

Listen. mans already know what to do.

His Nanay had to handwash his clothes when he was young.

Batang kalye si Haji please

Asal kalye yan

BUNGISNGIS DIN YAN PUTA

I feel so sorry for Mama Iwaizumi please

but he matured

and he knows how to wash them clothes.

It's laundry day? He's already up, the clothes are piled and separated in their respective batya and he's pumping the poso like hell.

and he's gonna make you help.

y'know that pic of him with his sleeves all the way up his shoulders? yeah that's gonna be him.

but add in the wet shirt bc he's splashing the water everywhere

so you got the view.

also he uses tide bar with downy according to @saudade-mayari HAHAHA

Koutarou Bokuto

First of all. Don't let him help.

For your sanity, just don't.

He's a literal kid.

He's amazed by how you wash the clothes and he wants to help.

But what ends up happening?

You don't get the laundry done

till late at night bc of him

He's literally playing with the water and the clothes

and he's genuinely amazed at how a bar of detergent could lather so much

mans got you both soaking too

I am so sorry for you

but!

he made up for it

by hanging the clothes up for you when you're done

AND

cuddling you all night hehe

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Oh god.

Another clueless one

Just make him pump the poso.

please

bc if you make him wash it

he wouldn't know what to do

I am? Supposed to wash it by hand? How?

Just follow my lead, hon.

Unlike Asahi who was too scared to rip

Toshi doesn't know his strength.

Mans will rip the clothes and he wouldn't even notice it.

So unless you want the clothes to be all ripped like a poor recreation of ripped denim fashion

don't make him wash it please.

just make him get you water and lift the heavy loads lmao.

Kiyoomi Sakusa

You... are better off letting him do as he pleases.

LIKE DON'T EVEN ASK HIM.

You will not be able to convince this man to wash clothes the Filipino way.

I'm being serious.

He won't even touch the poso.

It's so rusty why would I even go there?

man will travel however long he needs to and will use mineral water as laundry water.

mans will also complain about everything.

Why does the detergent smell like that?

The water?? comes from underground??

What about the filtration system??

Oh and my personal favourite

YOU LET THE SUN AND THE MUSTY AIR DRY THE CLOTHES??

Yes, Kiyo. We do.

...I'm buying you and your family a washing machine and dryer set.

Kiyo no-

…Yeah no good luck lmao

Shuugo Meian

this one is for Lavi HAHAHA

Oh lawdddd

expect people drooling over this man

this 6'5.2, beefy man

like even the lolas are drooling lmao

why?

bc mans is gonna be washing them clothes shirtless.

arms out in display

abs glistening with soapy water

thighs flexing?

back sweating?

whooooo don't get distracted

focus on glaring at the people staring lmao

mans is so good at washing the clothes though like...wow

and he's very efficient and quick.

A job that would've taken you hours? done in an hour.

And he hangs them up so perfectly too.

mans is perfect. don't let him go

looking at you Lavi

©Roannie 2021 Please do not plagiarise or repost my works.

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[harrysmiso]

I Wanna Write You a Song

Crush (Shin Hyoseob) x female reader

Inspired by One Direction's I Wanna Write You a Song. As the story goes, lyrics will be added !!

Genre: Fluff, lil angst yall won't even notice it bc Hyoseob's so swEET HERE

Synopsis: Five years being with Shin Hyoseob has been a roller coaster ride. He taught you how a man should really treat the one he loves. He made you realize your worth. He taught you the real meaning of love.

Word count (including the lyrics): 1.1k

gif not mine!! credits to the rightful owner ^--^

I want to write you a song One that's beautiful as you are sweet With just a hint of pain For the feeling that I get when you are gone I want to write you a song

You and Hyoseob have been together for five years now. You have never been with a man like him. Soft, caring, gentleman, loving. Your exes were nothing compared to him. He taught you how someone should actually treat someone they love. At first, you were actually scared to be in a relationship, given that he was basically a celebrity and his schedules would be tight, meaning, you can't always spend time with him. But he proved you wrong. He was proud to be in a relationship with you. He posts you on social media (with your consent, of course), he sometimes brings you to work (even in filming sites, but would ask his manager first if it was okay), and would even write songs about you.

"Hey Hyoseob, I just got off work. Where are you? Can we eat dinner together tonight?"

"Don't go anywhere, baby. I'll be there in a few minutes. I just ordered us some take out food. Let's eat at my house and I can pamper you after, alright?"

In short, he was so in love with you, and sometimes you ask the universe how and why you deserve to be with someone as perfect as him.

On days that you would fight, he'd always be the one to give in. But, when you know that you're wrong, you'd give him a back hug and would apologize and you would both talk it out and try to understand each other.

When he's away on tours and such, he'd always send you voice messages reminding you of the smallest things: eating properly at the right time, telling you to enjoy your day, sleeping at the right time, and more. The smallest actions he did were probably the ones you love about him.

I want to lend you my coat One that's as soft as your cheek So when the world is cold You'll have a hiding place you can go I want to lend you my coat

Challenging times in your own life would never go missing. It gets harder when one of you is away. Whenever one of you had a stressful day, you'd invite each other to your apartments and would be there to comfort and pamper one another.

There was one time that you went to his apartment straight after work crying. When he saw your messed-up state, he right away went to you, hugged you, caressed your hair, and told you to wait on the couch. When he got back, he brought your matching fabric headbands, one of his hoodies that was your favorite to wear, and a tub of ice cream for the both of you to eat while you tell him what happened that day. However, if you didn't wanna talk about it, he'd be okay with it and would try to distract you with his hugs and stories.

"Are you sure you don't wanna tell me?" He said, making you nod.

"I'm sorry if I can't tell you right now. It just makes me feel burned out and I wanna just properly spend time with you." You said, pouting and feeling guilty because you couldn't tell your problem right away. He placed the ice cream tub on the coffee table, placing your fabric headband on your head. wearing his after he fixed yours. After that he gave you his hoodie for you to wear. The weather was starting to get chilly too, after all.

"It's alright. Just make sure to tell me when you're comfortable telling it to me, okay?" You nodded and he kissed your forehead.

"I love you, Hyoseob, you're literally the best."

I want to build you a boat One that's strong as you are free So any time you think that your heart is gonna sink You know it won't I want to build you a boat

On your third anniversary, you and he travelled and spent five days in Palawan, Philippines. The beach and everything in Palawan took your breath away, not to mention the friendly people you've encountered. There was one instance on that vacation where he decided to rent a speed boat just for you and him. It made you scared at first, since you've never been on a boat before. But he assured you that you'd both be fine.

"What if we sink?! What if-what if-" he didn't let you finish your sentence as he suddenly kissed you, making you shut up.

"We're gonna be okay, love, alright? I'm beside you right now and I'm gonna protect you whatever happens." He said softly, making you nod and kiss him. There was a moment of silence, then he spoke,

"Always remember that I'll be here for you. I'll support you in whatever you wanna do, as long as it makes you happy. Don't you ever think I'll limit you because I know how capable and amazing you are. Okay?" He said, staring at you.

"Okay."

I want to write you a song One to make your heart remember me So any time I'm gone You can listen to my voice and sing along I want to write you a song I want to write you a song

It was finally time for him to enlist. The day both of you dreaded the most. You wouldn't see him for almost two years, but you hoped that when you pass the street, you'd see him as he'll serve as a public service worker. But before he enlisted, he had been working on an EP together with other female artists such as Hayi, whom you've been friends with for a while now due to them recording together.

When the day of the EP release, he gave you an LP copy with a note,

'Some of the songs were based on our relationship- our happiest moments, our ups and downs. Most especially, our love for one another. The next (almost) two years will be tough, since we won't be beside each other, but I promise to be with you when I get to have days off (hopefully). I love you so much!'

Reading this made you tear up and think of what'll happen in the next two years without him. You hugged him while still having tears in your eyes, catching him off guard.

"Don't cry! I'll take back the LP if you continue to cry!" He jokingly told you while he hugged you back, making you giggle.

"I love you. I love you so much, Hyoseob."

#crush x reader #crush singer #crush imagine #shin hyoseob #khh fluff #khh scenarios #khhimagines #khh imagines #krnb #krnb imagines #khiphop #korean hip hop #pnation #fanxychild #I FREAKING MISS CRUSH SO MUCH PLS #he's the bestest boy ever to exist and his voice is like a voice of an angel

[gatheringbones]

favorite quotes from this episode:

“…but in my own life, with my particular history of being an Eastern European Jew who was born into the Second World War and its traumas. And then my family has been devastated by the genocide, and then growing up in communist Hungary, as a child. And I have to say that the communist system was brutal and dictatorial as it was, on the ideological level, taught social caring and social justice at its ideals. So you had a system that inculcated a certain sense of social justice, at the same time is trampling all over it, then real practice. So the question, Why are things the way they are? And why do people do these terrible things to each other? And why do people have to suffer but don’t deserve to suffer? These questions have been agitating me ever since I was a child. And of course, that naturally extends into the types of medicines. Why do people suffer? And what are the sources of suffering?”

“Now you have to have an ideology that explains to you why we have the right to do this. And the ideology is both religious and now we have the right religion, so we can slaughter them in the name of Jesus. And literally, if you read the histories of Latin America, you can’t kill people if they don’t know about Jesus. But if you tell them about Jesus and they don’t succumb, then you have pagans. And now you can kill them. So literally, the Spanish would arrive in some coastal village, read out in Latin, or Spanish, some Christian doctrine, if the natives didn’t agree, now, you could slaughter them, literally, this is how they saw it. So those are religious superiority, and then the racial one that we have because they are inferior we have the right to control them dominate and kill them or enslave so that the concept of race was a fairly recent development in tandem with the rise of capitalism and its need to dominate other nations internationally, in other people. By the way, if you look at the history of American policing, you know about the policing roles? I don’t want to talk about the racial bias in police practice, but policing in the states started off as slave patrols to capture and control escaped slaves, that was its origin. So these things that we take for granted, they all have historical origin, which relate to the nature of the system, as structural as your friend said.”

(In response to the question of “Is there a possibility that’s not just a utopian fantasy for all of us to have opportunity and care for each other?”) It’s interesting. I grew up as a fervent proponent so that in school assemblies, when the principal would mention the party leader, there’s like a cue, and they would all stand up and clap. Long live Mátyás Rákosi, Rákosi was the name of the Hungarian mini Stalin that ruled the country and long lived the party and I was fully enthusiastic about it. And then I remember in 1955 when I was 11 years old, there’s a block meeting organized by the party. And I was given this poem to recite, and I did recite it with my fist raised in the air, chanting or trembling you lords of Wall Street, now, I had no idea what Wall Street was or where it was. So then comes the Hungarian revolution in 1956, where the country rolls against the communist system, the dictatorial nature of the inequality, the brutality of it, and against the Soviet occupation. And all of a sudden, I realized that what I believed in was a total illusion that I bought into some kind of a dream, you know, when I was 13. And so the Soviets who had saved my life as an infant in defeating the Germans, now and who I had idolized all my life as a child, now becomes the enemy and the oppressor. So they come to the west, and the Americans become the heroes. And I remember traveling to Germany, seeing these khaki clothes, the neck and servicing them, seeing them as the protectors and the heroes, that was the 1950s, early 1957. And then Wall Street becomes the symbol of prosperity. And American capitalism becomes the symbol of democracy, freedom and protection. That’s 1957. And then, by the early 60s, 5, 6, 7 years later I was at the Vietnam War. And I thought, I see these American heroes democracy slaughtering millions of Asians in the name of a complete lie. And then I started looking at history. And I started looking at how virtually every single one of American wars there were wars of expansion and aggression, starting with the Mexican-American war. And then the annexation of Texas and then the Spanish-American War and the war in the Philippines and extermination of local resistance, the multiple interventions in Latin American ever since in the name of freedom, is support of the dictatorships like Somoza, Nicaragua, and Battista in Juba. And this continues, I’m gonna give you guys a fact and easy to look this up. You don’t have to take my word for it. But if I asked you, you guys, progressive, open minded people aware Americans, how many people were slaughtered in Guatemala in the 1990s? Not that long ago. with American support? Could you tell me a figure? A 100,000, and you don’t even nobody, you know, you don’t have to take my word for it. You can really look this up in research. And if I’m wrong, let me know. But I know I’m not wrong. Between 80,000 to 100,000, mostly indigenous presence. I could go on and on and on. And so what I came to realize is that everything that the Soviets had said about Americans was true. Not Americans as the people but the American system as racists, as imperialists, and so on. And everything that the Americans said about the Soviets was also true, brutal, dictatorship, exploitative, dishonest, everything they said about each other was true. And everything they said about themselves was a lie. That’s what I found out. So then the question becomes, is there some way out? Well, I happen to think there is not that I’m here to describe it, but that the very fight that we’re talking about, and people are always interested in the truth. And there’s an innate desire in people for freedom, whether they know it or not, there’s an innate desire for freedom and for truth. So I believe in it.”

#gabor mate #brainspace #wasteland radio #history stuff

[appleflavoredkitkats]

// discourse

This ask is less to do with a specific movement and more to do with how annoying and guilt trippy America centric activism is. Also I think there's some venting here and there

(Context: I'm a biracial Burmese person living in Myanmar)

I hope this doesn't come off as rude to anyone but man, I hate how when there's an american issue going on, it's "You have to listen to this! If you don't, then you're racist/sexist/homophobic/etc" but when it's an issue going on literally anywhere else, suddenly it's "Well, I don't have to care about that because it's not my country😐"

I personally think I can care about issues going on in America but it should not have to be my main priority. Look, I want justice for the stuff going on in America as much as the next person but don't expect me to devote every single second of time to it and don't take me having other things to prioritize as me being racist or "not caring enough" because 1) I'm not from America and don't live there and 2) I'm literally living under military dictatorship and have a lot more things to worry about than whatever the heck going on in America rn

I hate how some people expect me to care about every single minor bad thing that every happened in America because if you don't, then "you're a horrible person" or "you don't care enough" or "you're racist/homophobic/etc", especially when I know deep down that none of these people care or know about my country and what's going here. There's this really annoying double standard I've noticed. It just feels very guilt trippy and I hate it

Thought I'd share my thoughts

THIS!! thank you so much for sharing your thoughts anon, i genuinely appreciate it!

the thing is, i also don't think a lot of americans understand how insensitive is that. they guilt trip people to spread awareness about their issues, deeming them "ignored", while when non-americans speak out, it's suddenly "not their problem"? because i think americans don't realize- BEING ABLE TO SPEAK OUT AND CRITICIZE YOUR GOVERNMENT IS A PRIVILEGE! the fact that no internet has been cut or no mass killings have been done in america due to activism IS A PRIVILEGE.

and for them to tell us we're doing nothing? it saddens me so much, especially when speaking out can be viewed as a crime here- and i'm not the only country with this problem- like you said, myanmar is having their own issues as well, and istg, every other asian country is battling an issue with suppression.

and dw anon! focusing on your own country's issues and viewing it as a priority is COMPLETELY VALID! i do the same with the philippines because it's normal to feel more passionate about the country you live in.

this isn't to say americans have it better 24/7- i hope i don't come off this way, but there's a lot of privilege that they have that they choose to not recognize, and guilt tripping people for activism is NEVER the right thing to do, because it urges people to participate out of pity and not genuine passion.

#discourse #long post #asks