#trainer mao

[voids-colourful-creations]

Watching the Stars that Fall Back Home💫

#pokemon #pokeani #anipoke #trainer lillie #pokemon lillie #pokemon lilie #trainer lilie #alola #trainer satoshi #trainer ash #ash ketchum #trainer kiawe #trainer kaki #trainer mao #trainer mallow #trainer lana #trainer suiren #trainer mamane #trainer sophocles #minior #meteno #space #galaxy #voids art #pokemon fanart #fanart

[colourful-void]

mallow for the ask game!! :3

Sexuality Headcanon: Lesbian! Gender Headcanon: I don't think I have any solid headcanons on Mao gender, trans girl Mao rocks and nonbiney Mao rocks and cis girl Mao is also cool. A ship I have with said character: Alola Girl Poly Alola Girl Poly!! Mao has two hands one for her childhood bestie and one for her frosty bestie!!! A BROTP I have with said character: The very good and underrated Mao Mamane friendship... every cook needs someone who will eat all their attempts and talk about them. A NOTP I have with said character: Not exactly a NOTP, but I don't really Get Mao/Kaki? They're cute and friendly I just don't really understand why Them over some other Mao or Kaki ship. A random headcanon: Once Kaki annoyed Mao so she put up a "No Shirt No Service" Sign in the restaurant and didn't take it down until he apologized. General Opinion over said character: I love my little girl!! She's so wonderful and so sweet and she cares so much about her friends!!! A thousand hugs for Mao!!

Send me a character and I'll answer these questions on em!

#ask game! #trainer mao #trainer mallow #pokemon #asks

[fuckyeahpokemonyuri]

art by Picca

(deleted) source: https://twitter.com/picca_/status/829676781661622273

#pokemon #pokémon #pokemon yuri #pokemon shipping #pokemon girls #pokemon ship art #pokemon fanart #pokemon art #fanart #pokemon yuri ship #jellowshipping #lillie x mallow #mallow x lillie #mao x lilie #pokemon lillie #lillie pokemon #trainer lillie #pokemon mallow #mallow pokemon #trial captain mallow #mao pokemon #lilie pokemon #pokemon sun and moon #pokemon sun and pokemon moon #pokemon ultra sun and moon #pokemon ultra sm #pokemon sm #pokemon usum #pkmn usum #pkmn sm

[samstwilightzone]

Surprise!

There was a Ososan pokemon Au buzz a while back and it gave me and idea. It's a pokemon Au, but everyone's oc was a pokemon. Or well, a Fakemon. So I took Aki and 3 other Ososan ocs/self inserts belonging to ther people.

Aki belongs to me,

Mao belongs to @flyingspicerack

Erina belongs to @girlymatsu

And Ghost belongs to @oh-gh0st

I hope you all like them, I myself am not that impressed with myself and I feel like I could have done better BUT ANYWAY

"Akimon, the Dual Pokemon. A Normal and dark type.

Alternatively known as the Silver Fox pokemon, Akimon is known for its dual personality. In it's normal state its confident and elegant, however when agitated or challenged it transforms into its dark state."

Akimon transforms into it's Dark Moon persona after using it's signature physical type move "Umbra Claw" in battle.

"Maozu, the Sea Fae Pokemon. A Water and Fairy type.

Maozu is a careful and kind pokemon, it hesitates when approached both by trainers and other pokemon. It doesn't think twice about approaching those who it can sense it are injured."

Maozu evolves from Mimao at +2 affection while knowing its signature move "Bell Dew". It's also commonly incorporated by pokemon nurses at seaside pokemon centres.

"Erichu, the Smoochy Pokemon. A Normal and Flying.

It's commonly sought after by pokemon coordinators due to it's charm and friendly personality. This pokemon flaps its ears whenever its happy or excited, allowing it to hover in the air. It's often happens when it sees someone it likes."

It's signature move "Air kiss" is a flying type physical attack that may cause confusion.

Erichu evolves from Shyeri if it levels up holding onto the mythical item known as the "Ochomachuu doll".

"Ghostshee, the Bedsheet Ghost Pokemon. A pure ghost type.

Even in the afterlife, this pokemon is done with life. Nobody finds it that scary and it never puts any effort into scaring anyone. Despite how nonchalant it looks it makes a fierce and loyal companion."

This pokemon does not evolve, but it does have a Gigantamax form. Once transformed into its towering form, all of a sudden a shrieking bedsheet is a whole lot scarier. Those who are close enough to witness it use its signature G-Max move, G-Max Shriek, are left with a ringing in their ears and subsequently suffer from nightmares for the following week.

#osomatsu san #mr osomatsu #osomatsu san oc #others people's ocs

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

New Rule: A Woke Revolution | Real Time with Bill Maher

And finally. New Rule: If you're part of today's Woke Revolution, you need to study the part of revolutions where they spin out of control because the revolutionaries get so drunk on their own purifying elixir, they imagine they can reinvent the very nature of human beings.

Communists thought selfishness - selfishness - could be cast out of human nature. Russian revolutionaries spoke of the New Soviet Man who wasn't motivated by self-interest, but instead wanted to be part of a collective. No, turns out he wanted to be on a yacht in a Gucci tracksuit holding a vodka and a prostitute. Not standing in line all day for a potato.

The problem with Communism, and with some very recent ideologies here at home, is that they think you can change reality by screaming at it. That you can bend human nature by holding your breath. But that's the difference between reality and your mommy.

Lincoln once said that you can "repeal all past history, but you still cannot repeal human nature." But he's canceled now, so fuck him.

Yesterday I asked ChatGPT, are there any similarities between today's Woke Revolution and Chairman Mao's cultural revolution of the 1960s, and it wrote back, how long do you have?

Because again, in China, we saw how a revolutionary thought he could do a page one rewrite of humans. Mao ordered his citizens to throw off "the four olds": old thinking, old culture, old customs, and old habits. So um, your whole life went in the garbage overnight, no biggie.

And those who resisted were attacked by an army of purifiers called the "Red Guard" who went around the country putting dunce caps on people - yeah - who didn't take to being a new kind of mortal being. A lot of pointing and shaming went on. Oh, and about a million dead. And the only way to survive was to plead insanity for the crime of being insufficiently radical, then apologize and thank the state for the chance to see what a piece of shit you are. And of course, submit to re-education. Or, as we call it here in America, freshman orientation.

Listen to this story. There's a law professor at the University of Illinois Chicago named Jason Kilbourne whose crime was that on one of his exams, he used a hypothetical case where a black female worker sued her employer for race and gender discrimination, alleging that managers had called her two slur words. The type of real world case these students might one day confront, and knowing the extreme sensitivity of today's students, he didn't write the two taboo words on the test, just the first letter of each. He was teaching his students how to fight racism in the place where it matters most, the criminal justice system.

But because he merely alluded to those words - again in the service of a good cause - he was banned from campus, placed on indefinite leave, and made to wear the dunce cap. No, not really the dunce cap part. But our American version of that: eight weeks of sensitivity training. Weekly 90-minute sessions with a diversity trainer, and having to write five "self-reflection" papers. A grown ass man. A liberal law professor.

If you can't see the similarities between that and this, the person who needs re-education is you.

Yes, we do have our own Red Guard here but they do their rampaging on Twitter.

Here's a cute example from a couple of years ago. The banjo player from Mumford and Sons tweeted that he liked a book. A book that apparently had not been approved by the revolution. So of course, he had to delete the Tweet then take time away from the band - oh my God you mean this could have affected Mumford and Sons - and then the cringing apology: "I have come to better understand the pain caused by the book I endorsed." Pain? From a book? Unless he hit the drummer over the head with it? What happened to “I can read whatever the fuck I want”? Don't worry, I'm a musician, it won't happen again.

There was once a very different musician named John Lennon who wrote a song called "Revolution," and people who didn't really listen to it thought it was a rah-rah call for revolution. No, it was the opposite. The lyrics are:

“You say you want a revolution. Well, you know, we all want to change the world. But if you go carrying pictures of Chairman Mao You ain't gonna make it with anybody anyhow."

There's a guy who understood how good intentions can turn into the insane arrogance of thinking your Revolution is so awesome, and your generation is so mind-bendingly improved that you have bequeathed the world with a new kind of human. You're welcome.

With Communists, that human was no longer selfish. In America today, that human is no longer born male or female. And obesity is not something that affects health. You can be healthy at any size. Really, we voted on it.

A formerly serious magazine last year published with a straight face, an article called "Separating Sports by Sex Doesn't Make Sense." Yes it does. Because again, we haven't reinvented homo sapiens since Crystal Pepsi came out.

I've spent three decades on TV mocking Republicans who said climate change was just a theory, and now I got to deal with people who say, you know what else is just a theory? Biology.

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The mistake is thinking this isn’t by design.

#Real Time with Bill Maher #Bill Maher #New Rule #woke revolution #cultural revolution #Red Guards #Mao Zedong #Maoism #cancel culture #struggle session #sex denialism #biology denial #reeducation #wokeness as religion #cult of woke #woke activism #wokeism #woke #religion is a mental illness

[jazartz]

5am thoughts with my sister:

Chinese pokemon trainer that mains a cat he thinks is a pokemon because in Chinese it's literally Mao

Like it's literally just what cats say

So he thinks he has a pokemon named Mao

And everyone tries to explain it's just a normal cat and he's like wtf is a cat this is a Mao

#Don't think about the logic of if the cat ever hisses #its 5am we aint thinking that far #pokemon

[autisticmao]

(4 parts in one post of a fic I'm writing)

GENRE: neutral

FEATURED: this post has trickstar, sagami, mikejima

WARNINGS: none...? i don't think-

PROMPT: isara has an illness that causes him to de-age

WORD COUNT: this part has 5,164

CHAPTER ONE: Klavos ~

Illnesses can be shown in various ways. Physical, mental, or other. There are more illnesses than anybody could count. Only a few have been discovered over the many centuries. There are illnesses that exist that scientists can't find a clue of how it came to be for a person.

Isara Mao's family has always had one 'strange' illness of the many generations that have passed so far. The illness that his great grandparents had decided to name it as is 'Klavos'. It means to rewind the heart until death once the holder of the illness reaches a certain age. The ages of the person may vary, depending on their health, whether their health is good or bad.

For Isara Mao, it started at the age of eighteen, his last year of being a part of Yumenosaki Private Academy, as a student, as an idol, and... for a long, long while of living... the ending has come closer than he dreamed of...

Loud cheers were heard for a long while. Seats were full to the brim with students and outsiders alike as Isara peeked his head out from the curtain, excitement etched into his expression at seeing all the roars and screaming from every person possible. There were his friends and classmates, and then most that he far from knew.

No matter how many times he prepared himself for a song with the rest of Trickstar, the same feeling causing his heart to beat frantically was always the same. The excitement. The adrenaline. The anticipation of the audience's expressions as he and the rest of his friends hoped to make all of them smile and reach for their best abilities.

Isara then winds himself around, meeting with the rest of his unit mates. Makoto was checking over himself, seeing if his uniform was right and the microphone situated in his hand with a tight grip. Akehoshi seemed to be bouncing on a spot, a grin as always plastered on his features, ready for the live to begin its session. Hokuto seemed to be counting things over with himself as well, whispering lyrics of some parts of the song that only belonged to him, reminding himself of when they began.

Sagami suddenly then walks into the backstage area, his eyes scanning over the four members of Trickstar, all standing not so far apart from themselves. "The stage is all yours to take Trickstar. Do your best out there." He smiled towards the third years.

Isara's voice echoed with his friends own voices as with Hokuto taking the lead, him and his unit members run up onto the stage, just as the beginning of the music played, causing the usual squeals and talk to quiet for a moment. The beaujolais-haired boy couldn't help but let a smile crawl over his face as soon as the lights above and all around him switched to their designated theme colours.

Hokuto started the song off, the main lights focused on him for a bit as the lines he sung builds up until Akehoshi, then Makoto, and at last, Isara himself soon joined in on the fun. The excitement pulsating through his veins thumped along with the beat of the cheery music.

The lights all around him, with their immense heat falling through, cause sweat to show itself fast upon his skin, his red uniform beginning to stick like glue with paper.

His trainers squeak against the clean flooring of the stage, Isara was thankful that nobody else other than himself could hear the cringy sounds and only the music.

He notices that the audience held a shared look of mesmerise. Some people in the large crowd danced, some clapped, as most waved their specific coloured lights around. The happiness he felt from the positive aura of the said very crowd made him rush with adrenaline as he carried on, whilst syncing his next few lyrical lines with Makoto.

Isara could feel himself becoming out of breath already - he hasn't been on the stage for that long though, which made himself confused about the lack of energy he felt deplete from his own being.

It was odd and worrying, but he didn't let it get to his mind as much as with his next dance moves he copied Akehoshi, although with some struggle in his limbs. Was it just exhaustion catching up to him from the past month and a half? Isara Mao truly wasn't sure.

He takes a spin, almost bumping into Akehoshi Subaru.

"Are you okay, Sally?" The orange haired usual puffball asked the younger whilst Hokuto overtook the main attention with his solo lyrical lines once more.

Isara struggled to respond, but he somehow forced his vocal cords to open up to speak to his very friend. "Of course I am. Why?"

"You seem pale, and you look as though you're about to collapse real soon."

Isara doesn't let the way he could see Akehoshi's usual bright smile form into a faint frown slip from his mind at all.

Akehoshi wasn't wrong, Isara felt as though his body suddenly formed into one made of jelly - unstable and soft. Yet, he didn't like seeing his friends worried about his being one bit. He tries to smile towards the taller Trickstar member, wishing his actions would convince the orange haired boy otherwise.

"I'm fine." His voice filters in with a crack.

"I hope so..." Akehoshi then twists away as he joins back into the song.

Isara stayed in the back compared to his three friends. He knew that he had ultimately failed at convincing Akehoshi Subaru. Although the other tends to act impulsive at every moment given, he was smart within his own ways and very observant when the ability was needed to be used for very such scenarios.

He feels his figure stumble forward, ready to sing in synchronisation with Makoto once more, but as he does so, he could feel some coughs erupt from deep within his throat, causing him to lean over, gasping with deep breaths.

Isara reaches one hand up to his chest, clenching his white shirt tightly above where his heart would be. He feels himself falling to his knees, whining from the horrid pain. The pain in his chest was one similar to indigestion, but incredibly much more worse, like as though someone had decided to jab a sharp pointed rock directly into his heart as it was in the middle of beating against his ribcage.

It hurts, and all Isara wanted to do at that very moment was to curl up and cry the pains away until it dissipated in some way or another.

"Sally!"

"Isara!"

He hears his friends call out to him. The music they were performing against had been turned off, and the curtains had fallen high from above and all around the large stage. He can faintly hear the worried calls of the audience be called out of the area by some teachers and other fellow unit members. The worry he caused for everyone made the pain feel deeper than what he already felt.

Isara then feels a large, cold hand on his back, causing him to flinch for a second as the owner of the very hand then pulled him gently up from the balled up position he didn't realise he crawled himself into.

With teary eyes, he sees the teacher - Jin Sagami. "Isara, tell me... how do you feel?" The very teacher asks whilst he scanned his eyes over Isara's figure for any indications as to why he felt the way he was.

"It hurts..." Isara bows his head down against his chest, one hand still lied on his chest as the other reached to the side of his head. A massive headache began to pulsate its presence through extremely strongly.

"Have you hurt yourself within the past week? Taken anything you don't usually do, or felt anything different from normal the past week either?"

Isara shakes his head slowly and small.

Sagami repeats a few questions to Isara, hoping to get some answers out of the youngest student who now seemed to be held by both Akehoshi and Makoto. Hokuto kneeled behind Isara with one hand lightly above his back and massaging circles, hoping to ease the horrid tension that had flowed over the youngest member of Trickstar.

"This is odd..." he hears Jin Sagami mutter. "Do you feel as though you'll need to go to the hospital, or do you wish to stay in the first aid room for a bit and we'll wait and see, whilst I do a thorough examination over you?"

"First aid..." Isara just about breaths out.

The teacher nods, asking Hokuto to gently help Isara up to help move him towards the first aid room back at Yumenosaki's main school building.

"I'm sorry, guys. I ruined our performance." He whispers lightly whilst leaning his head onto Hokuto's shoulder as much as he could.

"You've done nothing wrong Isara, you can't help situations like this. I'm sure that once you're feeling better from whatever this is... they'll let us back on stage. We have a load of time, but your health is much more important than a performance." Hokuto whispered back as he held onto Isara tightly, guiding him into the backstage of the place once more, following the other two Trickstar members and Jin Sagami.

CHAPTER TWO: Small and Unknown ~

"Mister Sagami - sir, Sally has fallen asleep." Akehoshi walked up behind the adult male, catching Sagami's attention as he pointed towards the patient bed that Isara Mao lied on. His figure was as still as a statue, minus for some breaths he let in and out every now and then.

"That's good. Thank you for letting me know." Sagami says as his focus trails away from his computer at the desk. He sat on a wheely chair that turned with a faint squeak and towards the beaujolais-haired boy.

"Are there any clues to what could be wrong with Isara?" Makoto asks as he sits in a chair by the bed the aforementioned member of Trickstar lies in.

"Other than the usual flus and such, I can't find anything useful about this. The symptoms he told me earlier are odd and quite specific." Sagami shakes his head no, side to side.

"If you couldn't find anything, then why didn't you just take Isara to the hospital? You gave him a choice of whether he wanted to, instead... is that even allowed?" Hokuto then joined in on the conversation, he leaned on a wall near the only window of the room, one arm across his front, with the elbow of his other arm leaning against that one, as he rests his thumb against his chin in thought.

"Sometimes, the patient knows better with themselves than the medic carers do."

"Um... guys... sorry to interrupt, but... has Isara always looked this small and young?"

That catches Sagami's, Hokuto's, and Akehoshi's attention towards Makoto. All three scattered towards the bed.

"You sure it isn't tiredness just getting to you, Yuki?" Hokuto wondered.

The blond Trickstar member shook his head no with determination. "Definitely not. Just look at him," Makoto points down towards Isara, causing the three to do as said.

"He's so small and squishy looking... cute~!" Akehoshi mumbles. Isara was definitely smaller than his usual under average height, incredibly so.

"He looks to be about thirteen... how is this possible?"

Sagami turned to Makoto, "did you see anything that happened before this?"

"No. Admittedly... I was playing on my phone whilst you three talked, and within a few minutes, I heard a noise be caused, and before I knew what was happening before looking up, Isara looked somewhat different..."

"Utterly strange..."

The Klavos illness has been found by yet another victim of the Isara family, only skipping a few generations. The Klavos lives on, only to grow stronger. Now, at the age of thirteen, everything will start going downhill for Isara Mao.

CHAPTER THREE: Finder Thirteen ~

Isara Mao was simply confused once he woke up not long after finding himself surrounded by people he didn't know. With how close the four people surrounded him, it made him feel overly anxious about the attention he was given - it didn't help with the fact that somehow... these teenagers and a singular adult alike knew his full name.

He's never met them before, Isara reminded himself.

The adult asked him a list of questions. About how he felt, if he was hungry, if he remembered anything, and so on. At first, he wasn't sure whether to trust the adult male until he realised that the man looked like a doctor, and the room he woke up in looked similar to the many at the local hospital in the town. And he knew that plenty of doctors were to be trusted. They just wanted to help people to feel better, after all - but that's another thought. He didn't feel ill at all. Hell, he doesn't remember ever needing to come to the doctors surgery or a hospital for any reason at all. Did his parents bring him? A teacher from his middle school, even?

That reminded him... where were his parents? If he's in a doctors room, then shouldn't they be with him? Isara looks around, frowning as he only sees the older three teenagers and the same adult man as before. Did they take a bathroom break during his session? A groan comes from himself as he rubs a hand at the side of his head. These many thoughts he's had since waking up are giving him a headache already. He didn't want to think anything else anymore.

"Mister?" His anxiety races through his veins as he spoke out, leaning forward on the bed he sat on as his attention focused solely on the adult who seemed to be talking to the aforementioned three others. "Do you know where my parents are?" He misses them. He didn't like being in a hospital-esque room for so long. It gave him the cold shivers, even if he knew the doctor-man in front of him could be trusted still.

The very man turned towards him, with a soft look. How was he supposed to answer Isara? He's tried calling Isara's parents' phone numbers to contact them about the youngers' situation whilst he was asleep, but nobody picked up. He thought that maybe they were busy with work, seeing as it was only the middle of the day, but he has tried calling them a bunch of times, taking a couple of minutes break in between doing so, and yet still, no one on the other side of the lines wanted to press 'answer'. It somewhat worried Sagami. "They're... busy - with work."

Isara slumps back from where he sat and frowned once more. He's heard that line plenty of times whenever he did want his parents. When were they not busy? Only a few rare times were when he didn't want to be in their presence was when Isara's parents were free.

Isara Mao decides to stay quiet after the answer he is given.

Minutes then pass, boredom settled within Isara. He wanted to do something. Draw, fiddle with a toy, talk with someone (that he was preferably comfortable with), anything to keep his mind occupied.

His mind trails off. If he can't have his parents, then what about his best friend — Ritsu. When his parents couldn't be bothered to be around him, Ritsu and his family took their places instead. They're rarely busy. Could he see Ritsu if it wasn't a school day? (Is it a school day?) Or maybe Ritsu's parents wouldn't mind in accompanying him whilst he was here. Heck, he wouldn't mind if Ritsu's older brother was here either...

...A shiver goes down his spine at the mere thought of being around Rei Sakuma. Isara immediately swipes the thought away. No matter how much he tries to deny it in front of the Sakuma family, he finds Rei's presence scary to be around, so he forgets the idea as soon as it arrives to his mind.

He leans his head back against the headboard of the bed he sat in. What was he even in here for? He wanted to leave already. Sitting around and doing nothing was admittedly boring.

Just as he was thinking that, one of the teenagers — the boy with orange hair and big, bright blue eyes — walks up to the side of his bed, sitting down at the end of it. His top half of his body twists towards Isara with his attention. Isara studied him over for a second. He felt lured to this boy. Why even was that? He wondered about it repeatedly for a few seconds.

"You're bored, aren't you?" A smile reached the olders' facial features. Isara would admit, the smile that this orange haired boy wore made him shine, it suit his features nicely.

He meekly nods towards the older, hesitating before doing so.

The smile on the olders face turns to a grin of excitement. "Would you like to take a walk then? Mister Sagami said he doesn't mind letting me take you around!" Isara points his kelly green eyes towards the doctor-man who was mentioned. 'Sagami' was sitting at his desk and writing something down on the computer. The other two teenage boys in the room talked to the adult every now and then — whatever the subject was about, Isara guesses, it sounds serious due to the rigid yet careful actions the trio talk with every syllable they sounded quietly to one another.

"Is that allowed?" Isara was further hesitant, pondering on the idea of it. He wouldn't get told off for leaving the room? Usually, at a doctors appointment, he wasn't supposed to.

"Of course! Now come on, what are you waiting for, Sal- Isara~? " The orange haired boy had one hand out, waiting for Isara to take. He slowly does reach out, letting the older boy pull him up and out gently from under the thin duvet of the patient bed.

"We're going now, Sagami!"

"Remember what I said, Akehoshi. Thirty minutes and that's all, then he must come back, and remember to keep him away from any of the other idol units as possible. Especially a certain few..." Sagami explains.

"Yep!"

"And don't be so irrational with him either. We don't need Isara getting hurt. Who knows how fragile he may be this way." The black haired teenager added on, along with a few other words that he ranted about for a couple seconds, although he immediately stops once hearing the orange haired one groan and also seeing him mock the black haired by mimic talking with making actions by his hands and lip-syncing to some of the words he said whilst pulling a few silly faces.

Isara couldn't help but chuckle light at the banter going on.

Eventually, Isara left the room and started walking down the corridor for the next few minutes to come.

Within those few minutes, Isara learned about the few things he needed to. One example is the names of the people he was with — the orange haired one who always seemed to be bouncing on the balls of his feet with every step he took was called Akehoshi Subaru. He found it much easier to call him Subaru, though. The aforementioned older didn't mind Isara doing so. In fact, he beamed at the mention of it.

Isara has also learnt that he wasn't at a hospital either. He was in a big school that had various big courses for many students alike. The most popular course to take was the idol course, which Akehoshi, Hokuto, and Makoto were a part of. Along with hearing some of Akehoshi's rants, Isara couldn't believe that he was walking down a popular school with a popular music idol. It was like a dream come true for extreme music fans, but Isara doesn't let that show.

Akehoshi showed him around some parts of the school. Some of the normal classrooms to practice rooms for the said idols of the music course and many more. There were a few instances where he and Akehoshi were going to turn a corner and visit another part of the area, but then a second or so later and Akehoshi would turn around and change his mind. Isara had plenty of questions to ask Akehoshi why, but he doesn't say them out loud. Maybe there was just someone that Akehoshi didn't like so much that lingered in the corridors a lot?

"Subaru, may we stop for a minute?" Isara sounded out of breath. The two stood outside of the school in a secluded area on the campus grounds. Akehoshi turned around, stopping mid-motion from walking. His usually endless smile tilts a little down when seeing Isara in a weak state. He retraces his steps and kneels beside the beaujolais-haired boy.

"Of course we can," Akehoshi then sits properly on his backside against the grass. He pats at a spot lightly before him. His smile returns but more so in a softer tone. "Here, you can sit next to me if you like — the grass is dry and soft!" Akehoshi directs Isara.

Isara does so, copying Akehoshi's actions. He reels his knees against his chest and leans one side of his face on his knees. Kelly green eyes trailed to Akehoshi for a second in wonder. "You said you're a part of a music unit, right? May I... hear the songs you and your friends have composed together?"

Without thought, Akehoshi nods and brings his phone out of his school blazer pocket. He turns the screen on clicks on an app designed only for those who were a part of the Yumenosaki Private Academy school. "Here you go, click any title that seems to interest you the most!" Akehoshi hands his phone with no thought over to the thirteen year old boy.

Isara does so, tapping one thumb against the cold screen and past the list. It wasn't all that long. All the songs had interesting titles to them. 'Breakthrough'. 'Romantic Xday', and many more. Even the — what seems to be called — solo songs had interesting titles, he especially felt lured to the one named 'Magician's Play'. He scrolls past it, though, and stops scrolling through the list. There was a song that interested his attention more than the rest.

'Finder Girl'. That's what it was called. He taps the title, and immediately, the song plays with a decently deep voice singing within less than two seconds.

Isara doesn't notice the action happen at all, but Akehoshi's breath hitches when hearing the song play loud from his phones speaker. He glances over and sees Isara focus intensely on the screen, watching the seconds tick by on the bar that played with the audio. Isara seemed to smile when hearing some of the lyrics, bopping his head to the beat very lightly, along with stretching his legs out and swooshing his feet from side to side to the same said beat as well.

Eventually, after three minutes and a quarter amount of seconds have ended, Isara's features beamed with a radiance that Akehoshi wishes he could cherish. Isara hands the phone back to Akehoshi, his eyes a shade of green far more full of life than flowers that bloomed on a perfect day in spring.

"That was so cool!" Isara fanboyed. "Who was the main lead in that song?" He tilts his head in wonder.

Akehoshi stiffened. How was he meant to tell this thirteen year old boy that the voice he mostly heard in the song just now was himself but a few years older? Isara, compared to his recent age and at thirteen years old, sounded far different to one another. Isara's voice was now slightly on the deeper side. Whereas the Isara that Akehoshi was listening to now had a slightly high-pitched voice. He guesses that Isara was a small late bloomer when it came to his voice breaking during teenage years.

"He's..." How was Akehoshi supposed to put it? "A friend of ours!"

"Can we meet him?" Isara's high-pitched tone sounded with excitement. "He sounds cool!" Akehoshi wanted to chuckle at the very statement. Isara sounded hypocritical right now, he thought. The present Isara doesn't like his own voice one bit. In fact, the beaujolais-haired boy has mentioned to Akehoshi and the rest of Trickstar a few times of how embarrassing he feels every time when he hears his own voice during the recordings for every song. He thought that his voice didn't blend in well, but Akehoshi's likes to think otherwise — he loves Isara's voice. Isara can go from as calm as the ocean during summer to as fierce as a snowy blizzard during winter.

He hates lying to Isara, but it was needed during these moments. Who knows what could happen if he told thirteen year old Isara Mao what the eighteen year old version of him does with his life? It would damage the brain, Akehoshi theorised in his thoughts. "He's a... bit busy right now with other duties," Akehoshi almost flinches at his own words. "You can meet him another time, if you like?" He shouldn't make promises, but it wasn't like as if Isara Mao would remember this anyways...

Isara shrugs, deflating admittedly a little at the breaking moment but then reels himself back into a composed posture once more.

Akehoshi suddenly then sighs when glancing at his phone, "looks like it's time for us to go back to Mistsr Sagami!"

Isara whines. "I don't want to go. I've had fun out here. It's boring in the first aid room."

"...Would it make you feel better if I let you get a bite to eat from the cafeteria? I'm sure Sagami would understand if we took a few minutes extra!"

Isara glanced on in thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Great! Let's go then!" Akehoshi jumped into a standing position.

Isara followed, heaving himself to stand up from the grass he sat on. He stumbles forward for a second, the feeling of pins and needles rushing through the bottom half of his body due to sitting so still for a couple of minutes or so.

He rubs the palms of his hands down his legs where the feeling is at and eventually, the feeling somewhat eased in his legs. Isara then takes a step towards where Akehoshi is turning, only to stumble again once more but for an entirely different reason.

"Subaru...?"

His voice sounded small. Timid. Akehoshi turns back around, wondering what was up with Isara. "Yeah?"

Isara stumbles for the third time, limping in motion.

Akehoshi's eyes widen, thoughts settling into his mind of what was going on.

"I feel sick..."

Isara's figure leans forward...

CHAPTER FOUR: Isara's School Mother ~

A yelp of fright leaves from Akehoshi as he reaches out and catches Isara from falling. He picks Isara up with one hand under the knees and his other hand holding the younger boy by his back, reeling him close to his own figure for safety.

Akehoshi frowns whilst glancing down at Isara. He felt hot on his skin, even through the big clothing he wore. Isara's breathing sound ragged — weak — panting like as though he hasn't had water in thousands of years.

Akehoshi twists himself around, and with clutching Isara tightly in his hold, he makes his way back into the school building. His footsteps thumps echo against the recently cleaned tiles, and his walk turned up a few speeds as he focused on getting back to the first aid room before anything else happened next.

He turns down a corner past a corridor and hears a shout come from in front of him. Akehoshi skids to a stop, feeling feared and breathless from bumping into somebody. He focuses his attention back into focus and detailed in on who exactly he bumped into. He looks up to meet face to face with someone he rarely reacts enough with. He gulps out of fright when seeing a stern expression on his facial features.

"It's MaM? What are you doing here?"

"I came back earlier from my overseas trip than intended! But that doesn't matter. Akehoshi, is that Isara in your hold? What happened to him, and is he smaller than usual?"

Akehoshi bit his lip. Although they didn't react as much as Akehoshi thinks they do, Mikejima was fairly overprotective of Isara Mao. It's like as though he takes the 'mother' role even more seriously when it comes to the beaujolais-haired boy than everyone else around the school.

There's been these weird moments that Akehoshi has noticed — when Isara gets majorly hurt or bullied, anything of the like, Mikejima is most of the time right around the corner comforting him when Trickstar or nobody else could.

If it was a different — legal — matter, Akehoshi would think that Mikejima would adopt Isara right on the spot when he could.

The two stared on for a few seconds, Akehoshi pondering on whether he should tell the older idol member of Isara's situation or not. He was meant to keep this a secret. As Sagami said and Akehoshi promised he would, but with the look Mikejima gave him... he couldn't help but give in so that with parting his lips, he lets his vocal cords do their work, hoping that his tongue and mind connect the dots between the right words to use.

Who knows how ballistic Mikejima would go. He was just glad that it wasn't Keito or Kuro that he had bumped into. But there was no choice to spill some of the story, at least from what he learned so far from what Akehoshi has seen in his own perspective of the matter. "Well..."

He tells Mikejima what he thinks are the right words for the situation. From what happened during their performance up until now.

Mikejima frowns, glancing at Isara's figure in Akehoshi's hold. He asks if Akehoshi would like him to take Isara whilst Akehoshi runs ahead and tells Sagami about the situation once more. He does so, and Mikejima places Isara onto his own back. His frown deepens when he can hear the light yet struggling breaths coming from the younger boy — Akehoshi has already run off down the long corridor.

"You can never catch a break, can you, little Isara?" He sighs. Mikejima then starts walking down the corridor, being careful with his strides so as not to cause Isara any harm with any bumps he made and to be as quiet yet quick as possible.

He eventually makes it to the first aid room, thankful that the door was wide open — Akehoshi must have left it that way for him, which Mikejima was grateful for.

"Ah, Mikejima, place him back on the bed over there." Jin Sagami demands, and Mikejima does as told, gently placing Isara on the patient bed he was on previously.

Just as he does so, a painful groan comes from Isara.

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[nguyenfinity]

Okay back at it again

Mao kinda feels like an Aipom and Arcanine trainer, I dunno why but they feel like him

Shu would definitely have a cosplay Pikachu, the way he makes matching costumes for himself and Mademoiselle make me think he would do that for the Pikachu too

Do you think Mayoi would have a Smoliv ? Aira likes to dote on it also says they suit Mayoi a lot

Talking about Aira, this is him

Listen. Listen. Mao Aipom yes but I’ll do you one better. Mao Hitmontop

Shu would do that for all his Pokémon, custom made pokeball seals to match

I think Midori would have Smoliv BUT @ophanem and I were talking last night and I was jokingly saying Mayoi would be like “So you’re replacing me :(“ about Tatsumi’s shiny Audino; Asta said Mayoi would have a shiny Noibat and when I looked up what color it is it damn near had me in tears (thank you asta)

Me, sitting in my corner with my favorite Pokémon in a heal ball:

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[ash-and-books]

Rating: 5/5

Book Blurb: When a feisty college girl falls for a yakuza boss, she gets swept into a steamy and dangerous love affair. When feisty college student Yuri is attacked at a party, she’s saved by Toshiomi Oya, the underboss of a yakuza syndicate. Despite her obvious attraction to him, she convinces herself that she’s not in the market for a bad boy type. But when they meet again, she finds herself irresistibly drawn to him—kicking off a steamy and dangerous love affair that threatens to consume her, body and soul. Yuri has been kidnapped by Mao, Oya’s older brother and the cruel leader of China’s largest mafia syndicate! In response, the Oya syndicate renounces all ties to Mao and uses the full force of its power to try to save Yuri! Although she’s been put up for sale at a black market auction, Yuri never loses hope that she’ll return to Oya’s warm embrace. Will Oya reach her in time, or will she be sold to the highest bidder?

Review:

Continuing where the other books left off, college student Yuri is dating Oya, the underboss of a yakuza syndicate. After everything they’ve been through Yuri is determined to become stronger and learn to defend herself. She decides to take up lessons, however at her new training grown her trainers turn out t be Oya’s older brother, Mao, the cruel leader of China’s largest mafia syndicate. Mao wants to get under Oya’s skin so he kidnaps Yuri and her two friends who went to the training session with her and threatens to sell them off to an auction, but Oya won’t let that happen and is determined to get her back at all costs. Can he rescue her in time? This was a fun continuation of the story and I loved getting to see Yuri get stronger and more confident in herself.

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    The official web site for the forthcoming live-action drama adaptation of Shinta Harekawa's romantic comedy BL manga Senpai, Danjite Koi Deha! (Senpai, This is Never Love) has released a main visual (see above) and a 30-second first trailer. In the clip, the drama's two protagonist men grow closer and gradually fall in love each other.

  The clip also features the drama's theme song "Follow Your Heart" sung by Hayato Kagami & Haru Kaida from ROF-MAO. The two are virtual YouTubers who belong to ANYCOLOR's virtual YouTuber agency Nijisanji.

        As the second entry from KADOKAWA's "TUNKU" project that is specialized in BL (Boys' Love) drama series following the ongoing drama adaptation of Gamoko Tsuyu's Fukoukun wa Kiss Surushikanai! (Mr. Unhappy has no choice but to kiss!), Senpai, Danjite Koi Deha! will start airing on MBS' midnight drama slot "Drama Shower" on June 16, 2022.

  The original manga was serialized on KADOKAWA's BL manga website Comic Fleur in January 2019, then its sequel Senpai, Danjite Koi Deha! Brush up followed in September 2020. The story follows Yanase, an experienced CG designer, has been assigned as a trainer for newcomer Kaneda. But he has been unable to get close to Kaneda. Yanase understands Kaneda is a hard worker, but he never breaks facial expressions, and even when he tries a little physical contact with Kaneda, he is rejected, "I'd prefer you not to touch me." While Yanase is depressed, Kaneda, on the other hand, does not know what do with Yanase. In fact, Kaneda respects Yanase to the point of worshipping him as a "god"...!

  26-year-old Shuichiro Naito (Touma Kamiyama/Kamen Rider Saber in Kamen Rider Saber) is cast as Yanase, while 26-year-old Toshiki Seto (Hiiro Kagami/Kamen Rider Brave in Kamen Rider Ex-Aid) plays Kaneda. The two actors, who have both appeared in the Kamen Rider series, will co-star in the drama.

        "Senpai, Danjite Koidewa!" and "Senpai, Danjite Koidewa! Brush up" manga tankobon covers:

  RELATED: Shinta Harekawa's BL Manga Senpai, Danjite Koi Deha! Gets Live-action Drama Adaptation in June

    Source: "Senpai, Danjite Koi Deha!" TV drama official website

  ©"Senpai, Danjite Koi Deha!" Production Committee, MBS

  By: Mikikazu Komatsu

#Anime #News #Latest in Anime News by Crunchyroll!

[voids-colourful-creations]

It's been a longgg time making this, so I'm super happy to finally show off my completed Sun and Moon anime girls cross stitch! I love my little alolan girls so much <3!

[The sprites here are edited/frankenstiened gen 5 sprites, with the little pokemon being sprites from the games]

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[c-h-pictures]

Moments with the Prison Break characters

Trainer: Everyone will attempt on their own. We will go in alphabetical order.

18!Samon, who taught himself English without knowing the alphabet had an order, trying to figure out his place:

-

25!Haitao: How did you even get into here?

15!Samon: I taught myself English.

Samon: Nothing is pronounced how I thought it was.

-

25!Haitao: You’re a child, you can’t work here.

15!Samon: I can manage it!

Haitao: That’s not the issue, you legally can’t work here. By the way, you should get an actual haircut before you go back home.

Samon: I did fine!

Haitao: No, no you didn’t.

-

(Present)

Deigo: It’s a spog, not a sprog.

Jamie: Spogs are the sweet. Sprogs are baby children.

Kenjiro: Oh.

Samon: What. The. Fuck.

Kai: I’m sure you’ve had spogs. I’m sure they’ve been in the office before.

Samon: I refuse to believe any of you are saying actual words.

Jamie, pulling out his phone: They are actual words.

Jamie, handing his phone to Samon: See, actual words.

Samon: No. No! I - no!

Kai: Sir, are you okay?

Samon, beginning to run away: I’m taking your phone away from you. Radio only. I’m never letting you search anything again.

Jamie: COME BACK HERE!

Samon: NO!!!

Jamie: CHILD! GIVE ME MY PHONE BACK!

Samon: I’M 23!

-

Samon, waking up and finding his room covered in gifts from the inmates with thanks for various things: This is the cutest thing.

Samon:

Samon: Wait, how did they get in here?

-

Deigo: Hold on, we all have nicknames except for the child.

Jamie: His nickname is Child.

Deigo: No, but that doesn’t come from his name.

Samon, from across the room: I AM TWENTY FUCKING THREE!

Deigo: There’s also that.

Hikaru: What about Sam?

Samon: If you’re going on syllable break, it’s between the ‘a’ and the ‘m’, not the ‘m’ and the ‘o’.

Hikaru:

Hikaru: Oh god, I’ve been pronouncing your name wrong for five years.

Samon: Why didn’t you just ask me?

Hikaru:

Samon: It’s not like it’s a normal name in China. I have to tell everyone how to pronoune it.

Hikaru:

-

Dae-Hyun (prison doctor): Kid! You! Are! So! Dumb! Take! It! Off! Now! You! Should! Not! Have! It! On! For! The! Tornament!

Samon: I’m fine! I can still breathe!

Dae-Hyun: And you’ll probably pass out halfway into the relay!

Samon: Lee, I’m not getting changed in public.

Dae-Hyun: JAMIE! YOU’RE TALL! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND HIDE SAMON SO HE CAN TAKE HIS BINDER OFF!

Samon: Did you have to project that to the entire prison?

Jamie: CHILD ARE YOU OKAY?!

-

Damien: The rules of the relay are same as always! Two guards and two inmates! But! No one who participated in the obstacle courses is allowed to participate in the relay!

Samon: *glares as Dae-Hyun*

Dae-Hyun: HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?

-

Jamie, seeing Samon sat down with one of the child inmates sat on his lap hugging him: Why are you letting an inmate do that?

Samon, voice cracking slightly: I don’t need to explain myself to you!

Samon, standing up, wrapping his arms around the child and backing off: Go back to your own inmates!

Jamie: What the-

-

Kai: I took notes since you seemed a little out of it.

Samon: Thank you.

Mao: It can’t be that painful, how do you become a guard in general if you can't handle a little pain?

Samon: *drop kicks Mao into the wall*

Samon, mockingly: It can’t be that painful.

Samon: Fuck you.

Diego:.... Are you mad?

Samon: Yes. We don’t have any painkillers in.

[ao3feed-twiyor]

Pokèmon Requests || OPEN

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/PrY1b3F by orphan_account A book containing Pokèmon fic requests! Status: Open, but rather busy at the moment. Words: 4607, Chapters: 2/100, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Requests Fandoms: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Naruto, Marvel Cinematic Universe, 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga), SPY x FAMILY (Manga), SPY x FAMILY (Anime), Miraculous Ladybug, The Dragon Prince (Cartoon), How to Train Your Dragon (Movies), Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Serena (Pokemon), Satoshi | Ash Ketchum, Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Pokemon Trainer(s) Relationships: Satoshi | Ash Ketchum/Serena, Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s), Original Character(s) & Original Character(s), Satoshi | Ash Ketchum & Original Character(s), Kaki | Kiawe/Mao | Mallow, Kai | Irida/Seki | Adaman, Beet | Bede/Mary | Marnie, Burnet-hakase | Professor Burnet/Kukui-hakase | Professor Kukui, Kochou Shinobu/Tomioka Giyuu, Kochou Kanae/Shinazugawa Sanemi, Iguro Obanai/Kanroji Mitsuri, Kamado Tanjirou/Tsuyuri Kanao, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Kagami Tsurugi, Gojo Satoru/Iori Utahime, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Fukukado Emi | Ms. Joke, Kokushibou | Tsugikuni Michikatsu/Nakime, Gamora/Peter Quill, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Loki/Sylvie (Loki TV), Miles Morales/Gwen Stacy | Spider-Gwen, Peter Parker/Gwen Stacy (The Amazing Spider-Man), Alya Césaire/Nino Lahiffe, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/Astrid Hofferson, Loid Forger | Twilight/Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, Din Djarin/Bo-Katan Kryze, Ezra Bridger/Sabine Wren, Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla Additional Tags: Requests, Fluff, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Pokemon Battles, Alternate Universe - Pokemon read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/PrY1b3F

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[ao3feed-izch]

Pokèmon Requests || OPEN

by FrigidMelody

A book containing Pokèmon fic requests!

Status: Open

Words: 1013, Chapters: 1/100, Language: English

Fandoms: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Naruto, Marvel Cinematic Universe, 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga), SPY x FAMILY (Manga), SPY x FAMILY (Anime), Miraculous Ladybug, The Dragon Prince (Cartoon), How to Train Your Dragon (Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Serena (Pokemon), Satoshi | Ash Ketchum, Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Pokemon Trainer(s)

Relationships: Satoshi | Ash Ketchum/Serena, Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s), Original Character(s) & Original Character(s), Satoshi | Ash Ketchum & Original Character(s), Kaki | Kiawe/Mao | Mallow, Kai | Irida/Seki | Adaman, Beet | Bede/Mary | Marnie, Burnet-hakase | Professor Burnet/Kukui-hakase | Professor Kukui, Kochou Shinobu/Tomioka Giyuu, Kochou Kanae/Shinazugawa Sanemi, Iguro Obanai/Kanroji Mitsuri, Kamado Tanjirou/Tsuyuri Kanao, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Kagami Tsurugi, Gojo Satoru/Iori Utahime, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Fukukado Emi | Ms. Joke, Kokushibou | Tsugikuni Michikatsu/Nakime, Gamora/Peter Quill, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Loki/Sylvie (Loki TV), Miles Morales/Gwen Stacy | Spider-Gwen, Peter Parker/Gwen Stacy (The Amazing Spider-Man), Alya Césaire/Nino Lahiffe, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/Astrid Hofferson, Loid Forger | Twilight/Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess

Additional Tags: Requests, Fluff, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Pokemon Battles

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51318271

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[eunielbriones]

9/13/22

Dear E-Diary,

Have you ever look at someone and said to yourself na “Lord, sana siya nalang please”. Have you beg to the world “na sana this guy nalang please”. By the way before I go further, I’m writing this down around 10:15pm and yes absent ko sa akong work today, wondering and hoping na na miss na pud ko sa akong crush. Anyways, back to my questions, so have you? I don’t know but want I know this sounds extremely cringe and corny jud. I told my bff na di sah ko ganahan mo involve anang love, want I what for guys are sex and play time lang sah. So mao nani, na inlove man ko. Cringe right? Hahaha. Imagine myself, ana ra ko na ‘Happy Crush’ ra ko ni siya, kay so far sa tulo nako ka company na I’m affiliated to which are Qualfon, Fusion and this time is Wipro. Karon ra jud ko sa Wipro nagka-crush. So balik ta sa ‘happy crush’ na it turns out na na-inlove ko, I guess. What makes me sad is ni share siya nako na mobalhin na siyas Alorica soon if ever matawagan siya. Idk, I’m sad and feel nako mawagtangan kog gana if mo hawa siya, I guess sakto jud among trainer ato, don’t get attached with your team mates. It really inspires me going to work, knowing na naa kay friends didto, yup! I’ll defined miss them if mohawa pud ko, I’ll miss Cha, Jappy, Marie, Ericka, Will and some others but ofc I’ll miss Patrick or I call him Patskie. So mao ra to, you’ll be gone to soon if mohawa ka, I’ll miss you. 🥰 Di lang sah ko mo confess na nagka-crush ko nimo, kay the last time I did that kay na reject ra ko huhu.

Happy Crush jud kay tika kay imagine going there na motivated kay ko niya tapad pa jud tag station haays 🥰 and also your smile, imong english na paka, your formal look, I love everything about you. Mao bitaw na everyday na igat ko og outfit and pa gwapa jud ko para nimo hehe ❤️