#Sige Records

[misty-missdee]

practicing spelling my new last name out loud so i dont mispell it when asked over the phone.

[octoberautumnbox]

Dito Muna Tayo.

BINI Aiah Arceta & Male Reader

Categories/warnings: angst, smut, escort, birth control

Word count: 1.1k

a/n: prompt by @i-am-lifeform24! the one in the compilation is in all English but this was the original and I was so in love with this version that I just had to post it too :DDDD the english ver didnt do it justice it killed me to translate

~~~

It came easier than most with him, she could even say it came easy, period. He wasn't like anyone Aiah had ever been with: his gaze was always soft, his touch always gentle, his tone always sweet when it came to her. Of course, she didn't know the alternative; she only knows the him that texts her every first Friday at 5:30 p.m. asking if she's busy that night. And she never is, or, always is, because first Friday nights are blocked off by default for her favorite patron. 

It was a broken record that she never tired of: she dresses pretty, he picks her up, they get dinner and drinks, and he takes her back to his place. He and Aiah are so used to it at this point that he keeps telling her to stop dressing too nice but she just can't help it, she has to look good for him!

~~~

It's the most predictable thing in the world, hopping into his car and letting him rub her inner thigh as he drives. It's absolutely no surprise when he orders the steak for himself and the large poutine for the both of them to share. It's the normalest occurrence when the violin guy hovers over their table with a heart-wrenchingly beautiful melody as he admires her eyes over the candlelight. And it sure as hell isn't anything special when she offers his left arm to cling to as they walk back to his car, so much so that the wine he holds with his right arm makes its way to Aiah's instead. 

“Maganda ‘to, ah, 2020?” She looks over the label, finding a pinot noir brand she couldn't recognize. “Lalasingin mo ‘ko, pararausan, itatapon ‘pag sawa na. Alam na alam ko ‘yang mga tulad mo,” she teases.

“Kailan kita tinapon? Ang sarap lagi ng pinapakain ko sa 'yo, wala kang inaabot kundi lambing sa kama ko, hinahatid kita nang ligtas sa bahay mo tuwing linggo,” he retorts with a chuckle, counting each one on his fingers. He opens the door for her, and she plants a sweet peck on his lips before settling elegantly back into the car.

~~~

It's all the same game to her, yet she can't deny it's exhilarating every time. Her grip is tight around his back and shoulders, her pedicured nails digging into his skin as he parts her pussy lips apart for him. She moans sweetly, “Putangina, sige pa, please…” as he diligently fulfills each of her prior requests. He does everything she asks of him: in front of the mirror, against the wall, in the bathtub, but Aiah's favorite and the one that absolutely has to end each night, bareback missionary on his fluffy bed while she holds him close to kiss, to hug, to whisper her sweet nothings into his ear. 

“Tangina, ang sarap mo, Aiah, ‘di talaga ako magsasawa sa ‘yo,” he says back, and he kisses her neck gently, driving her wild. 

It's all the same game to her, and it's so easy to predict: the neck kisses come when he's close. She feels him throbbing inside her as he pounds her into the mattress, he's going faster, deeper, and she fires a prayer up to whom it may concern that he goes rougher and rougher still, until–

“Tangina, tangina, putang ina!!!” she screams loud, giving herself up in service to his pleasure. He erupts in between her velvet walls, shooting his thick and warm seed into her womb, all the while her pussy milks him for everything he's got. He shuts her up with his lips on hers, and Aiah can't help but return his love; she takes his head in her hands, locking him in her embrace. 

And once it's all over, he falls to her side to let her breathe. An arm underneath her head, a cursory “good night,” and all the warmth of the world in him are all it takes to rob her of her consciousness. As the world fades around her, he pulls her close to his chest, and the last thing she remembers, like always, is the aroma of his sweat evidencing his satisfaction with her services. 

~~~

Before she knows it, sunshine peeks in from between the drawn curtains. He's downstairs getting ready in a gorgeous casual look that never fails to take Aiah's breath away, and he's probably fixing her a platter of pandesal or a bowl of lugaw or whatever to bring to the car and have for breakfast as he drives her back home. 

Albeit a bit wobbly, she's able to make her way downstairs. Like clockwork, there he is, finishing up her meal and packing it safely for the car, and she makes her way to the sofa and rubs the sleep out her eyes. She wants to say something, but holds back because she knows the tears will follow. Her lips form the shape for the first word, but no air comes out. She repeats in her head again and again, “Pwede bang dito muna tayo?” knowing the answer will always be no, so she never tries. Why go against the program, why ruin such a good thing? 

~~~

She takes a careful bite of the hardboiled egg, and noticeably he slows down before the speed bump at the entrance to her subdivision. In no time at all they arrive outside her house, and Aiah sets her dirty dishes on the dashboard in front of her. 

“Ingat ka,” she whispers, avoiding his eyes. The usual white envelope falls onto her lap, and she hears his seatbelt unclasp and fly back taut. Not giving him a chance, she undoes her own seatbelt and hurriedly pushes her door open, leaving him behind. She runs back to her privacy, swinging open the door and shutting it nearly hard enough to break it. Aiah holds her breath in wait before finally she lets go when his engine roars to life and grows progressively quieter the farther away he gets. 

Finally, the tears fall. She buries her face in her hands and screams a scream that would end worlds, then composes herself while she wipes the liquid pain from her eyes. She opens the envelope: fifteen blue bills and a blister pack of her usual birth control. The sight rips her chest apart, and the envelope and its contents are thrown to scatter all over her foyer. Aiah crumples into a fetal position and tumbles to her side, hugging her knees and wallowing in the dread of missing him not even five minutes after they part for another month. 

~~~

[reynanghugot]

friday snaps • went to univ today to get my transcript of records and certificate of graduation. sayang leave lang kasi di pa rin available ang diploma sabi 2-3 months waiting pa pero sabi ni @/sinceriouslyy it usually take 1yr pa so wag muna umasa. before going home, nag cr ako to pee and nagulat ako may nakadungaw na pusa hahahaahah so dedma lang ako, tuloy sa goal bakit andon ako kahit medyo kabado ako. after that, kinita ko na agad si nikko then drop by lang sa sm aura and from aura nag byahe na going home to tuy, batangas to visit his fam. pero before that naka dalawang stop over ata kami, first is sa Acienda which is daming sale so the damage has been done sa crocs. then lastly, sa wilcon, nasugbu to check some lababo. what a day tbh, pagod pero happy. still collecting stars to get my first ever planner (if ever) sa starbs because i need that and it helps me lagi talaga sa therapy. (sige self, gaslight-in mo pa sarili mo. lol!) anw, ayun lang.

[rogerswifesblog]

This or that?

Drabble for “It’s all about the…”

Series Masterlist

My Masterlist

A/N: I totally forgot to post this a few weeks ago! This came to us while talking about TikTok’s I think? I’m not sure anymore but @jamneuromain came up with this hilarious tiktok idea with Steve and reader 🤣 I’m actually thinking about making a whole Drabble list about all the TikTok’s Steve would do - there are a lot, trust me🤣

Pairing: stripper Steve Rogers x Sugar Mommy Reader

Warnings: none

Summary: Steve has a new tiktok idea, one that includes his dear Sugar Mommy.

Steve had another great idea.

He wanted to take part in a Tiktok trend about this or that question.

The rules? None, actually. Just standing in the middle of the frame, writing above some choices and pointing at the one applying to his liking.

So here he was, begging you to take part in it, not knowing what for exactly.

“Come on, you just have to walk up to me and pull out of the frame-preferably at the collar. Twice. You’ll know when-it’ll be fun”, he tried to change your mind, sitting on your desk, right on the documents you were supposed to sign. Which you now couldn’t do, because he planted his ass on them. Thank god he had clothes on.

This time.

Sighing you looked up at him, a huge grin was on his lips, his eyes sparkling with mischief. You could tell he had planned something, but you couldn’t deny him anything if you had to be honest.

“Fine…just stand up and stop sitting on my stuff when you need my attention. I really need to sign those”, hearing your words steve immediately stood up, planted a quick kiss on your lips then cheek and walked away.

“I’ll be waiting in the living room!”, he called out before leaving your office.

A soft, fond smile crept onto your lips as you watched him before finishing looking over the documents and siging all of them. It only took you a few minutes before you walked to the living room, watching Steve slightly confused as he sat up his phone.

A hanger with your black dress in his hand, heels in the other one.

“What….why are you holding up my-” “please put it on, Mommy…please for me”, he nearly begged you, already handing you both of the things. You sighed but took it anyway. You really should start denying him stuff more often.

Taking of your shirt and pants you slipped into the dress. A smile crept onto your lips. You had worn it at one of your first dates with Steve, a black dress with a low cut showing off your shoulders and collarbones. The usual louboutin heels you loved wearing. “Could you put this on too?”, Steve held out his hand to you, the pearl necklace you rarely wore in his palm.

A chuckle escaped your lips and you took the necklace with a head shake. “Fine but help me with it”, with that you turned around and let him put it on around your neck.

When you turned around Steve held up a pair of long black velvet gloves. “Where did you get-“ “I bought them. Can you put them on?”, while asking he was already taking your hand and helping you putting the gloves on, which wasn’t that easy with two people doing it.

“Steve-wait-let me-“, after a little struggle of getting your hand back you managed to put the gloves on, now finally being dressed to Steve’s liking judging by his happy grin. “Perfect. Now wait and grab me when I tell you to”, with that he walked over to his phone and started the recording.

Slightly confused you watched as he walked from one side to the other for no reason, always looking up for a second as if reading something.

Jesus.

You were really getting too old for this stuff.

Then a few moments later he just looked around standing in the middle of the frame. “Now”, he mumbled and as if on command you walked over to him, grabbing him by the collar and pulling out of the frame.

Before you could even ask him anything he took off his hoodie, messed up his hair a bit more and walked back into the frame to show his white shirt with a writing on it. You furrowed your eyebrows slightly reading it before remembering he wanted you to pull him out of the frame twice so you walked over to him again, repeating what you did before, but this time you decided to grab him by the throat.

“So now tell me-” “thank you”, he interrupted you, wrapping his arm around you and kissing you passionately, nearly taking your breath away. God, he was an amazing kisser.

A few seconds later he leaned back again, watching you a bit. A smirk creeping on his lips. “You’re hot, you know?”, grinning he started pulling your dress up, while pushing you against the counter. “Let me show you how hot I think you are…”, he mumbled against your neck while slowly sinking to his knees.

Well, the questions would have to wait.

Next day you were just coming back from work, a sweet smell hitting you as soon as you walked into your shared home. Did Steve bake something? Smiling you took of your heels and jacket and walked into the kitchen where Steve was leaning against the counter. “Hello beautiful”, he greeted you, pulling you into a hug. “Hi Baby, am I smelling a brownie or am I delusional?”, you grinned against his chest, the rumble of his laugh making you grin even more.

“You’re not delusional…not yet at least. I posted the tiktok and it went viral so I decided to do something nice for you” “but Stevie…you did plenty of nice things yesterday…”, you smirked against his neck. He chuckled too at that.

You let go of him and sat down on one of the stools while he cut a piece of brownie for you. After he took out his phone af showed you the tiktok. You didn’t much understand why he was posting so much on it, but he seemed to have fun with it so you were happy he was happy. And he seemed very happy about his tiktok being viral.

The video was like you suspected him reading something above his head.

>>This or that challenge.<<

In the video steve pointed at the sentance above his head before it changed into something else.

>> Pizza or Burger <<

You knew the choice would be pizza because he always chooses to order it. He’s just a pizza guy.

>> sketching or painting <<

There you could assume it’d be sketching since he did it most of the time-and you were right. It was the right guess.

At the example >> push ups or pull ups<< you really had no idea. You rarely talked about work outs and you didn’t watch him often since he did his work outs most of the time while you were at work.

When finally the choice >Daddy issues or Mommy issues< was above his head you furrowed your eyebrows seeing him just stand there without choosing. Wait…was that….

“Steve you did not-“ Right then you walked into the frame pulling him to the side with the mommy issues, making you gasp quietly. Oh god. And he posted this??

A second later he was back in the frame wearing a white t shirt with a thinck writing on it that said ‘I *heart* MILFs’ confusing you slightly, but you already suspected you wouldn’t like the answer after asking, especially when you watched yourself walk back into the frame and pulling him to you by the neck.

Steve took his phone from your hands, grinning brightly at you. “And? You like it?”, was his first question, still completely happy with himself. Yet the smile slowly faded when he saw your furrowed eyebrows. This never was a good sign.

“And you posted this?? I’m a businesswoman Steve!”, you nearly whined, shaking your head. You weren’t mad at him…rather a bit embarrassed. The whole world knows about your dynamics now.

He shrugged slightly, pulling in his shoulder and making himself look a bit smaller than usually. “Well…yeah…now you’re a famous businesswoman at least-“ “oh my god Steve-“ “but hear me out. People love that kind of stuff-“ “I don’t want to be famous for being your sugar mommy-“ “but they say you’re giving off mommy vibes anyway so-“ “oh my god”

You just shook your head and took a bite from the piece of brownie. At least this taste incredible so you had another reason to not be mad at him-not that you ever could be really mad at him.

A few seconds later you looked up again. “I wanted to ask one more thing. What’s with the shirt? What does MILF mean?”

You knew you wouldn’t like the answer as soon as his whole face to the very top of his ears turned a dark shade of red and he hunched his shoulders even more. “Well it’s…it means…Momidliketofuck”, he mumbled so quickly you couldn’t understand a single word of what he had said. “What? Come again?"

He took a deep breath.

Swallowed.

Swallowed again.

And slowly looked back up at you.

"Mom I'd like to fuck" "WHAT??? Wait hold on-" You nearly choked on your own salvia, your eyes widening. “Steve! How many people have seen this video?”

“Well…around two hundred…..thousands” “Steve!”

Thank you for reading! I Hope you enjoyed it! Please let me know by leaving feedback:) I’d appreciate it a lot<3

Questions? HC or Drabble ideas? -> flood my inbox!

Taglist: @slutforchrisjamalevans @joannaromanoff @marvel-wifey-86 @buckysteveloki-me @patzammit @barnesboo1967 @sebsgirl71479 @sapphire-rogers @hayleysimp @kestrafagnor wanna be tagged? Be active (FEEDBACK AND REBLOGGING) and let me know!

[doodling-doodle]

Through The Eras (Ch.6)

Things were good, Jack was now finalizing his record deal with a really good label, and he was ready to start recording his next album. It had been way too long since 1996, he needed to put it out… Without making it clear who most of the songs were about, but thats a different story.

But he was thinking about what Khloe said… maybe he should make a move… maybe?

Maybe not… Or, should he do it subtly- fuck it.

Cross-posted on AO3

---

“Alright, that’s it.” One of the men at the desk, one of the owners of his new record label said, “Your officially in.”

Jack smiled, standing and reaching out to shake his hand, “Thank you, sir.”

“Pleasure. Goodluck with all the music.”

“Thank you.” He said, re-buttoning his suit jacket as he was turning to walk out of the office, “Have a good one!”

He siged as he shut the door, quietly clapping his hands together in his own celebration as he started walking out of the building. He’d always think of this label whenever he thought about ones he could switch to if he ever got out of Eternyx. He’d heard nothing but good things about it, and now, he was in. He couldn’t wait to start recording again.

He sighed as he got outside the building and walked to his car- Oh shit, his phone was ringing. 

“Hey, Wandie.”

“Hey! How’d it go?”

He smiled, quickly getting in his car, “I got the deal.”

“Really?! Jack, that’s awesome!!”

He chuckled, “On my way home now, I’m gonna make myself some food… what are you up to?”

“In between things right now, about to go to my own closing on a deal. Renewing my own contract with a record.”

“Goodluck.” He sighed, “Meet up on the roof tonight?”

“Sure! 10:30 good?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.” 

“Cool, see you then!”

He chuckled, “See ya soon, Wandie.”

He sighed, hanging up and leaning back in his car, groaning before starting it up.

It had been about a week since the ball, and he had kept thinking about what Khloe said. Yes, he should take the shot. No, he was not going to… He shouldn’t, at least. This was The Prince he was talking about, not an actor, not just another singer. The Prince.

So yeah, he was fully stuck. Not much he could do… Other then write about how he felt.

Right, food, he needed to get home and make lunch.

…

He hummed to himself as he waited on the rooftop for Wander, just lost in his notebook. Once again just pouring thoughts onto paper.

He had an entire album and a half. But only a handful would likely make it onto one before he got new ones. So, maybe he’d re-record in the meantime? He didn’t know he order he was going to go in yet. 

But-

He heard the portal behind him, and he perked up, turning around, “Hey! How’d the- Oh shit.” He mumbled the last part when he saw Wander looking off, “Are you okay?” He got off from the ledge of the roof, standing and looking at Wander, who was shaking his head. Oh he didn’t look sad, or upset or anything. He was pissed. Like entierly pissed.

“One fucking day, one FUCKING DAY of my life, I want him to just-!” He growled, though it was more like a scream. It seemed like magic was just hovering around him, jolts of electricity leaving his body. Jack took a step back.

“No. No- that fucker decides to hide it from me for MY WHOLE LIFE, and only tell me because I told him what happened- because OF COURSE I have to clean up HIS mess! I Have to deal with it!” He paced around the roof, finally stopping and leaning against the edge, on the wall at Jack was just sitting on, putting his head down.

“Wander…?” Jack asked cautiously.

“No… No, I’m not okay.” Wander said, panting a little.

“Hey…” He said softly, slowly walking up to him and putting a hand on his shoulder, “Take a deep breath. Calm down…”

Wander inhaled, looking up as he pushed off the roof, shaking his head and wiping his face.

“What happened?” Jack asked, “Talk to me.”

Wander sighed, taking a second as he turned towards Jack, “It- It’s Father, he…” He groaned.

“Apparently, there was a ‘prophecy’ for someone that was ‘The Chosen One’... they would have to fight the person who would threaten the safety of everyone in The Danceverse’s… Guess who that is.”

“Night Swan?”

“Obivously. And guess who The Chosen One is?”

He blinked, taking in a sharp breath, “It’s you…”

“Oh but that’s not the best part.” Wander said, turning back out to the city, “The best part is, the bitch isn’t even from The Danceverse’s, let alone Eternyx!”

Jack looked at him, confused, “What do you mean…?”

“She’s human. She’s fucking human, Jack!”

“No, she isn’t.”

“My father brought her here!”

He was in shock.

“You didn’t know?”

“No, I didn’t fucking know!”

Wander growled lowly, “My father brought Leda here, Night Swan. He brought her here, let her stay… until power went to her head, he banished her and forced her into Eternyx, the one place that was failing…”

“She met mine and Cygnus’ father and now we’re here.” Jack finished the story for him, “Holy Mother of Seilos…”

“So. I have to clean up the mess he made, pretty much!” Wander said, pushing against the bricks. Jack saw it crack slightly. “That fucking…”

So… he was part Vampire, and part human? He was only… half a coach? What else? 

“Wander, I…” He sighed, “I’m so sorry.”

“Not your fault… You didn’t cause any of this…” Wander leaned his back on the wall, running a hand down his face as he unbraided his hair, “But that makes you partly human. And as we saw with Sara, clearly, humans have more connection to Flow… She never teach you any?”

Jack shrugged, “I taught myself. Had it until I was… fifteen. She took it from me.” He held out his hand, forcing out a small bit of energy to make a purple mist, “That’s all I got.”

Wander sighed, “There’s almost no way that someone can take Flow from another person entirely.”

“It’s not just Flow… She took…” He sighed, “It was my own magic… I think once she found out that I had more then just Flow, she… got jealous…”

“What else did you have?”

“I had fucking wings!”

Wander looked a bit shocked. Good, he was taking his mind off of what else was happening. “Really??”

“Yeah!! I had wings- best thing ever!!”

Wander chuckled, “Shame, that must have been fun.”

He smiled, happy with how he got Wander to calm down and stop thinking. Keep going.

“Anyway, how’d your meeting go?” Jack asked.

“Oh! It went well, I got my contract renewed!”

“Perfect, looks like we’re both still in business.”

Wander smirked, “You gonna start recording soon?”

“Gonna try… I’ll work on it.”

…

“So, you up for getting lunch today?” Khloe asked when she called Jack in the morning.

“Yeah, sure. I’ll be free about 12:30, wanna meet in Sun Horizon?”

“Yeah, thats good. Oh wait- how’d your meeting go?”

“I got the contract!”

“Fuck yeah, Jack, knew you could!!”

Jack chuckled, “I’ll talk about it more at lunch, I gotta run.”

“I’ll be there. See ya soon, Feather.”

“See ya, Thorns.”

She hung up, sighing softly as she finished her breakfast. She managed to get a job in Sun Horizon that she would start tonight, so this worked out. Next was moving to Sun Horizon, but that could wait a little bit. 

So for now, she would wash and iron her new uniform so it was ready for tonight, probably do her makeup before going to lunch so she wouldn’t rush to do that when she got back, and go to the store. 

Then she’d talk some sense into Jack. He was so down bad for Wanderlust it was almost comical. She felt bad for him, but there was only so much she was able to do. So, she was going to smack some sense into him. She’d done it before, she’d do it again.

…

She found herself listening to some music while getting ready, putting in her earrings, putting on some bracelets, wearing a breathable shirt and trousers and her hair up. It was Sun Horizon after all.

She got a text before she was about to leave. Jack.

“Hey, would you mind going to the Hotel and checking on Wander? I know he’s there, but he hasn’t been answering texts. Worried about him.”

Well crap- “Yeah, I’m on it.”

She knew about the fight they got into last week. She knew how worried Jack was about Wander not knowing how to fight- apparently, he’d already taught Wander a few things about a fist fight, mostly defending himself, but also how to brake bones as a last resort. 

She quickly made her way to the entrance of the lobby of the Hotel, where there were many portals to other Danceverse’s, and people passing through. She knew Wanderlust was often in there and talking to people, so she was just looking around on her slow way to the portal to Sun Horizon.

She heard Discoball behind her, and she turned to see them flying around her and beeping happily.

“Hey, buddy!” She said, “Where’s Wander? Don’t tell him I said it, but, Jack’s worried about him, he’s not answering any calls or texts.”

They beeped, opening up a small portal to show Wander’s room, where he was alseep in bed.

“He okay?” She asked, and Disco beeped a little too lowly.

“Stress? Jack told me what happened yesterday.”

Disco nodded.

“Well, tell him I said hi for me, okay?” She smiled, “I’m meeting up with Jack. See you later!”

She walked up the stairs as she walked away, going to the portal to Sun Horizon… At least Wanderlust was okay, but it wasn’t like him to just… go off and sleep without anyone knowing. Was something really, really wrong, or was he just stressed?... she’d find out, even if just to help Jack.

But she also needed to find him now.

She decided to shoot him a text though.

“He’s fine, just asleep. Stressed.”

“Disco find you?”

“Yeah. No word on Traveler, but I’m assuming he’s out and thats why Wander’s sleeping.”

“More then likely… Where are you now?”

“I’m on the way now, grabbing a taxi.”

“I’ll be there in two.”

“See you then.”

She sighed, getting in the taxi and getting to the restaurant as she shook her head slightly.

Whatever The Traveler said, it hit Wanderlust hard… it was hard to see him like that. Where was the smiling prince everyone knew?... or was it always an act?

Shit, she had to worry about it later, if she was worried, Jack would worry more, and she didn’t want that.

She thanked the driver before getting out in front of the restaurant, seeing Jack hiding in the alley. 

“You alright back there?” She asked, smirking.

“Yeah… Just didn’t want to attract too much attention.” Jack said, “Did, uh… Disco mention anything else?”

She shook her head, “They just said that he was stressed…” She said, “I’m sure he’ll call you once he wakes up.”

Jack nodded, “I’ll worry about that later… Come on, let’s just get some food, lets talk.”

She smiled, walking inside with Jack and going to a table.

“So the final meeting went well?” She asked as they sat down and he took his hood down.

“Yeah! I think all of them went well. Now I have a five year contract, and I can go from there.” Jack said, smiling, “I don’t know what order I’m going to go in, but I will be re-recording my old albums.”

“As you should.” She sighed, “Just be careful, the one thing no one wants is for you to release an album and Swan finds you and kills you.”

“I had Wander sneak me in my old room a while ago… I have my old weapons back. If thats my last resort, I ain’t going down without a fight.”

“Of course your not, I know you.” She chuckled.

Jack glanced around quickly, leaning closer to her, “I need you to do me a favor.” He whispered.

She nodded, “Dealer?”

“I need you to talk to him. I need a second one for Wander that he can keep.”

“Same as yours?”

“If he has it.”

“Who are you kidding, of course he does.”

He nodded, “His price the same?”

“He’ll do it for free if its for you. He always does it for his folks.”

“You all still consider me a part of it?”

“Of course. Your still Feather to us. You’ll always be our friend.”

He smiled, nodding softly, “Thanks…” He sighed, “He still make his knives?”

“Two?”

“Yes.”

“I got it.”

Jack sighed, leaning back slightly and shaking his head.

“Your worried.”

“I’m not around him all the time, I can’t be and I know that.” Jack said, “He said that it’s happened before, either people don’t care, don’t realize who it is, or don’t like him. He’s never properly been able to defend himself, he never knew how to properly fight… So I’m trying to give him the tools he needs because I know how.”

She chuckled, “Your so hopeless.”

“I know I am, Khloe. I know I fell in love with someone I really shouldn’t have, I know it’ll never work, so I’m just… making myself fine with it.”

“Or… you could shoot for it.”

“Fucking impossible.” He sighed, “He’s the Prince, I’m so far below him, I’m basically in hell.”

“Your his friend. Your spending a lot of time with him, and, honest to Seilos, he seems to be more loose with you. He didn’t seem to want to be at that piano, until you ran in with the guitar. I have to wonder how much of Wanderlust he is when he’s around press, or when he’s singing, when he’s seen… How much of Wanderlust is he when he’s around Sara, or Brezz, or- anyone?... and how much of Wanderlust is he when he’s… around you?”

Jack sighed, shaking his head slightly, “He doesn’t like showing how stressed he is… I’ve noticed it. He tells me, he shows himself to me. The others… He hides. I’ve started to notice his real smile and his fake smile. His smile for the camera.”

“And how often is that one seen?”

“Too often… More often then not…”

Khloe looked at him, holding his hand to make him look up at her.

“Don’t you see what I’m saying, Jack?”

He nodded slightly.

“So… What are you going to do?”

He sighed, “I’m going to to… try. But I need a few days to think about how I’m going to do it.”

“Sounds like a plan. But if you don’t come up with one by the weekend, I will make it for you.”

Jack nodded, “Okay. Deal.”

“Deal.”

They both looked over to the waiters as they brought over their food, and they both thanked them as their plates were sat down.

“You got this.” Khloe said.

“Hopefully.”

…

Wanderlust panicked when he realized how long he had been asleep, quickly calling Jack and apoligizing for not answering anything earlier. He just got a chuckle.

“Don’t worry, I had things to get done today.”

Okay… well, that was fine, but he needed to catch up with some others. He fell asleep because he didn’t have anything that day, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have emails, calls, or other things. He spent a good two hours on his laptop just answering and making emails, then another hour on the phone before he went to do anything else. And after all of that, he finally went downstairs to make himself dinner.

“Where have you been all day?” His father asked when he walked in.

“Sleeping. Was just really tired.” He replied, not meeting his eyes.

“You feeling better?”

“Yeah, I’m good.”

“Good.” His father sat down, “You seeing Jack tonight?”

“Yeah, probably right after dinner.”

“Alright…”

He sighed, biting his tongue as his father started saying how they may need to go to Eternyx to map out Night Swan… 

He tuned him out pretty quickly, just thinking.

“Fuck off. Just fuck off, you lying, hiding…” He cut off his own thoughts as he ate, sitting at the counter rather then sitting across from his father.

“Oh, and a question.” His father said, and he finally looked over.

“Are you actually planning on realising that version of Devil Town?”

Okay… this one could be fun.

“Yeah, why not? I’ve thought about it for a while, its a very different interpretation, It’s been over ten years since the original came out. I think it deserves to be aged up.”

His father sighed, “Why now? Suddenly?”

“I’ve wanted to do it for years.” He said, turning to him, “Finally got it done. It’s just going to be a single.”

His father nodded, “Well… Alright.”

He was giggling in his mind.

He sat his plate by the sink, “I have to head out.” He said as he stood, “I might be back late.”

“Just spend the night with Jack.” His father said, walking out.

He sighed, walking upstairs and texting Jack.

“Is it alright if I spend the night with you?”

“You alright?”

“Father told me too.”

There was a pause…

“I’ll be gone around 8:00 in the morning. You okay waking up alone?”

“Yeah, it’s fine. Or I can go to Mihaly’s?”

“It’s fine if your here, I actually got my guest room up now, so it’s comfortable.”

“You fine with me rummaging through your kitchen?”

“Make sure its clean when you leave and we have a deal.”

“Deal. See you in a bit!”

He sighed, packing up a bag and opening a portal to the park in Dancity, sitting down on a bench next to the river.

He didn’t have to meet with Jack until later. He just wanted out of the Hotel for a bit longer.

There would be tension for a while. Then it would be fine. That’s how it always went. How it would always go.

He was still just so tired, and he wanted to just…

It wasn’t that he needed sleep. He wanted comfort. 

Maybe he’d go to his mom’s soon. A good talk and some hugs might straighten him out.

…

“Hey, quick change of plan.” Jack said over text, “You able to meet near the beach in the City?”

“Yeah, on the way.” Wanderlust replied, standing and getting his bag off the bench, deciding to just walk. He really didn’t want to throw a portal right now.

But… why the beach? He guessed it was more private, no one went out there too often… But did that mean much?... Was Jack going to say something?

Who was he kidding, he was pretty sure Jack would never be looking anywhere his way. But… Fuck, Jack was all he could think about.

He smiled when he saw Jack on the boardwalk, leaning on the railing and looking out to the water.

“Hey.” He said as he walked up, taking his hood down and looking up at Jack.

“How’d you sleep?”

He chuckled slightly, “Fine… I’m sorry, I just needed some sleep… Didn’t get enough last night.”

“Don’t worry about it. You need it.” Jack said, patting his shoulder softly and holding him to his side, “You okay?”

“I’m fine… Father just doesn’t seem to like a few things I’m doing…”

“Devil Town?”

“That’s a part of it…” He sighed, “It was a blow up fight yesterday, okay…? He didn’t want to give me a fucking answer to the question of why he couldn’t just… get rid of Leda. Send her back home… Now I have to clean up after him.”

Jack nodded, “Your not gonna be alone, okay?” He said, “We’ll be there with you. I will be there to help you.”

“I’m not a fighter, Jack… I don’t know how to stop her.”

“That’s what we’re all going to figure out.” Jack sighed, letting go of him, “But that brings something up.”

He looked up at Jack as he turned to face him.

“I’m still worried about you not knowing how to fight.”

He smiled softly, “You taught me how to fist fight.”

“Not enough.”

He tilted his head.

“You can’t assume no one is at least somewhat armed. You can’t bring fists to a knife-fight, and you can’t bring a knife to a gunfight. Not everyone has the gun, but most will have the knife. Doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be prepared for anything.”

He nodded slightly, watching as Jack took his backpack, reaching into it.

“So…” 

He watched as Jack pulled a holstered pistol out of the backpack, and his eyes widened slightly.

“Do you know how to shoot?”

He blinked slightly, looking up at him, “Wh… What…?”

“Do you know how to shoot a gun?”

He shook his head, “Never even touched one…”

Jack nodded, taking the pistol out of the holster and looking on the side before flipping it around, holding it by the end so the handle faced him.

“It’s not loaded and the safety’s on.” Jack said, “Just hold it. It’s okay.”

He slowly reached for it, gently wrapping his hand around the handle. It was cold, and oddly heavy. He looked over it, running his hand over the details and looking at the trigger.

“Don’t put your finger on it unless your ready to shoot.” Jack said, holding his hand out.

He quickly gave it back to him, and studied how Jack held it. It looked so effortless.

“See this?” Jack asked, pointing to a small… switch? On the gun, “This is the saftey. Stops you from doing anything. Can’t pull the trigger, can’t chamber a round.”

He nodded.

“And this-” He put his thumb over a small button next to the trigger, putting his other hand under the gun, “-Is the mag relase.” He pushed the button, and Wanderlust watched as the… Mag, he guessed, dropped from the gun into Jack’s hand, and he turned back to face Wanderlust again.

“Never. I mean Never. Leave a gun chambered- or even loaded- when you don’t use it. If it’s in a safe, the mag is out of the gun. If it’s on you, it’s unchambered and the safety is on until you have to fire it. Understood?”

He nodded, “Yes.”

“Good.” Jack held the pistol back up with the mag, “Loading it, simple. Just shove it back in and make sure it stays.” He quickly put the mag back in the pistol, “There should be a click and the mag relase will go back out.”

He nodded, watching as the button, did in fact, pop back out.

“Take the safety off-” Jack said, pressing on the switch to turn it off, “-And then to chamber it, you pull the slide back.” He held the gun out, pointed towards the ground, and he gripped the sides of the “slide”, pulling it back with ease, and when he let go, he went back into place in the blink of an eye.

“Now it’s chambered and ready to shoot.” Jack said, “Now, how you stand matters, and this is how I was taught- by the man who gave me my first gun, actually.”

Wanderlust nodded, smiling softly as Jack moved slightly.

“Feet slightly wider then shoulder width apart, dominant foot back slightly, bend your knees slightly, lean forward slightly, and bend your elbows.” Jack said, doing exactly as he said as he described it, “And then you aim… And squeeze the trigger.”

There was about a second of silence before the gun went off, and Wanderlust gasped slightly with the loud sound, watching as there was a bright flash coming out of the gun. He looked out to the water, where Jack had shot, and his jaw dropped slightly, summoning Discoball.

“Can you go down there and show me if I’m crazy, or is there a bullet in that rock?” He asked, and Discoball flew down, and they threw open the portal.

“No fucking way- are you kidding me?!” He asked, turning to Jack after seeing the small bullet hole in the small rock in the water.

Jack smirked, “Now trust me, I did not learn that overnight. Neither will you. Don’t even try to aim for anything but the sandbank.

He blinked slightly, “What?”

“Your turn.” Jack said, “But first, unloading it. Once you chamber it, it will keep being chambered until it’s empty. So, you have to unchamber the next round. It’s the same process as chambering it.” He pulled the slide back again, and Wanderlust watched as a bullet flew out of the side, and he picked it up before handing the gun to him.

“Got it?” Jack asked, and he nodded, carefully holding the gun, pressing on the saftey to turn it back on.

“Perfect.”

He pushed the button, hearing the metal of the mag sliding out of the gun as he caught it, holding it for a second.

“Now before you put it back in.” Jack started, holding out the bullet that flew out, “Reloading a mag.”

He nodded, taking the bullet and looking at it for a moment.

“Slide it in the back.” Jack said, “Slide it in and push down.”

He looked at the mag and the bullet, sliding the point into the back and pushing it down, watching as it went right into place.

“Woah.”

“Pretty neat, huh?” Jack said, smiling, “Its a spring. It holds seven rounds. I’ll give you a box and a few spare mags.”

Wanderlust nodded, looking at the gun and the mag again.

“Go ahead.” 

He struggled slightly, but quickly got the mag back in the pistol, hearing the click and seeing the button pushed back out.

“Good. Safety off.”

He flicked the switch off, seeing it click down.

“Obivously, you don’t need to do that every time, especially if you need to change mags and keep shooting. Just teaching you the ins and outs.” Jack said, “Now, chamber the round.”

He nodded, gripping the sides of the slide and trying to pull it back… 

“Here, try it like this.” Jack said, moving his hand to the top of the slide. He could feel his face heating up. Jack was a gentleman, a sharpshooter, AND a great teacher?! Why him?!

“Now, push the pistol forward, hard as you can. Point it towards the ground, make sure your finger is on the side and not on the trigger.”

He did just that, the slide finally going back and clicking into place. It kinda hurt.

“There. Now your ready to shoot.”

He nodded again, exhaling slightly. Right. Feet slightly more then shoulder width apart, dominant foot back, knees bent, lean forward slightly.

“Don’t lock your joints.” Jack said, softly bending his elbows as he stood behind him, “It will knock you back. Don’t resist it, don’t flinch before it goes off. Let it knock you back.”

He took a deep breath, trying to figure out how to aim before remembering he wasn’t supposed to. But there were three little prongs standing up, on the edges of the slide, and in the center on the end of the gun. Were these what you were supposed to aim with? Jeez, how were you supposed to?

“When your ready… squeeze.”

He let Jack point the gun down, and he thought he finally got how the prongs worked. The center one was where you were aiming, the other two were to center you? Right, just fire it-

He squeezed faster then he meant to, and he gasped slightly, feeling his hands being forced up and back- maybe thats why he wasn’t supposed to lock his elbows- seeing ripples in the water where the bullet went.

“There you go!!” Jack said, patting his shoulder, “Keep going!”

Keep going?? This would waste his bullets!

“It’s okay. Keep firing.”

Well… okay…

He squeezed slower this time. He expected the force of the pistol. He somewhat tried to aim for a little sandhill he could see in the water, and he hit it!

“Perfect!” Jack said, smiling brightly, “Empty the mag. Just get used to it.”

Okay, he’d admit, this was fun now. It let out some aggression.

He didn’t even realize he emptied the gun until he heard the click the next time he squeezed the trigger.

“Empty.” Jack said, “Take the mag out, don’t flick the safety.”

He pushed the button, fumbling with the mag slightly as it dropped from the pistol.

“Fire it one more time to put the slide back into place.”

He did that, hearing as it clicked and the slide went back, as if chambering another round. 

“There you go!” Jack said, moving back to be next to him, “That was great!”

Wanderlust smiled, handing the gun back to Jack as he put the gun back together and the saftey back on before putting it back into his bag.

“We’ll work on aiming soon. This was just getting you used to handling a gun. And knife-fighting, I’ll get you a knife.” Jack said, staying kneeled on the ground and picking up the little things that flew out of the gun, leftover from the bullets.

“Getting rid of the evidence?” He asked, chuckling.

“That too.” Jack said, standing up and putting them in a bag before putting it in his backpack, “I keep the casings. I make my own bullets.”

“You can do that?!” “I’ll show you how.” Jack said, picking his backpack up, “For now, I think both of us could use some rest… wanna just head to my apartment?”

“Yeah… that would be great.”

…

“I honestly just… want an anger song right now.” Wanderlust said, “I’m putting out Devil Town v2, but…” He groaned, “Screaming sounds very fun right now.”

“Don’t blame you.” Jack said, “You want to find a time where he won’t be there and we can just go write slander songs in the rehearsal room? I’ll bring my guitar. You got your piano.”

“I would fucking love that, actually.” He sighed, laying back on the bed.

“I think… You need a genuine break, and a few days of just… nothing.” Jack said, “reschedule meetings if you have too. Just… take a break.”

Wanderlust nodded, running a hand down his face, “I need that…”

“Then do it. You may be a deity, but you do need rest. This was… Probably pretty traumatic. Just learning that your the one that… has to clean up after someone else.” Jack said, standing, “I think you should go back tomorrow night, not in the morning…”

“Yeah… I’ll do that.” Wanderlust said, sitting up “I’m going to… go to bed early…”

“Sleep in.” Jack said, “I’ll keep some things out in the kitchen for you, hell, if I’m back by the time you wake up, thats fine too. Don’t get up till you want to.”

He nodded, tearing up slightly, “Thank you, Jack…”

Jack smiled softly, leaning down to hug him, which he gladly took.

He wanted comfort so badly, but it wasn’t like he could ask Jack to cuddle. Fucking hell, it sounded stupid just in his head…

“Goodnight, Wandie.” Jack said, smiling softly.

“Goodnight, Jackie.” He smirked softly, and Jack chuckled as he walked out.

He sighed heavily, deciding to text both his mom and his father. Mom first.

“Hey, mom? Is it alright if I spend a few days with you?”

“Of course, darling. Are you alright?”

“Well… Yes and no? I just need some comfort time.”

“Would you like to talk about it?”

“When I get there, please.”

“Of course. See you tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow night.”

“Alright, darling. I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Then his father.

“Hey, I’ll be spending a few days with mom. I’ll be back next weekend.”

“Okay. Stay safe. Love you.”

“Love you too <3”

“Oh, and don’t forget, Music Video Award’s are next month.”

Well. Shit, he did forget.

Welp. He was in the process of getting ready to shoot a music video for the new Devil Town, maybe that’s how he would announce it?

Okay, he really wasn’t in a good headspace to really think about it.

“Got it. Thanks.”

Sleep. Please, he needed it.

…

“Keep it unloaded.” Jack said as he gave him a small case for his new gun, “You have a safe to keep it in?”

“Yeah, in both the hotel and the palace.” Wanderlust replied.

“Good.” Jack handed him the case, “Holster, belt clip, leg strap, three mags that are full and fifty extra rounds. If you need anything else, tell me. Dealer has all you could need.”

He nodded, taking the case and smiling, “Thank you, Jack.”

“No problem.” 

He hugged him tight, sighing softly and closing his eyes for a second.

“Have fun at the palace, okay?”

“I will… see you soon.” He said, turning and opening a portal to the palace, to his room so he could hide the case under his bed for now. He’d get it in his safe later. 

He made sure his mom wouldn’t see that he was just in his room, and jumped through the portal he made, walking through the palace slowly, looking for her.

“Oh, Wander!”

He turned, seeing his mom running up to him and holding him tight.

“What happened? Are you hurt?” She asked, looking over his arms, where there was still a mark left from the wall he was slammed into last week.

“I’m fine, mom… Physically.” He said, and she gently cradled his face.

“What happened, baby?” She asked, “You look so upset…”

He wasn’t a real crier. He didn’t like to, not in front of others. If he did cry, it would be quietly in his own room, into Discoball. 

But now, he felt tears in his eyes, his breath shaking, and his shoulders shuddering in front of his own mother.

“Oh, darling…” She whispered, softly taking his backpack off of him, holding him as they walked over to the couch, and she sat him down, holding him tight, “Your okay, my dear… I got you now, okay?”

He held her tight, like his life depended on it, as he cried into her dress. 

“What’s going on, darling?” His mom asked, holding his face, softly unbraiding his hair to take his crown off.

“It… It was Father, he…”

“Did he do something…?”

“He said…” He sobbed more, “He told me… about being ‘The Chosen One’... We got into a fight. I was just mad, I was upset… I know he’s still mad at me for Devil Town. But… It just got out of hand.”

She nodded, “When did that happen?”

“Two days ago now… I ended up sleeping most of the day yesterday…” He took a deep breath, “I just need a few days away from him. I’m angry, I’m sad, I don’t know what to do…”

She nodded again, holding his hands and looking at him, “You know I’m more then happy to have you here. But you do need to work things out with him.” “I will, okay…?” He said, wiping his eyes, “I just need a week away and off. Please…”

“Of course.” She softly kissed his forehead, “Why don’t you get some sleep?”

He already slept most of the day again today…

But he wasn’t going to complain about more.

“Yeah… Yeah, I’m going to bed…” He said, standing and grabbing his backpack, “Can I sleep in…?”

“Oh, of course, dear.”

“Thanks, mom…” He finally walked upstairs, Discoball appearing next to him as he opened his door, beeping sadly and pushing him towards the bed.

“I know, I know…” He said, sighing, “I need to get… it in the safe, and changed.”

He started with the gun. The safe was empty and in his closet, embedded in the wall. He put the code in, hearing the soft beeping sound as he opened the door, setting the case in there before locking it back up.

Then he got out of his clothes, which, was honestly just a hoodie and sweatpants, but they were too stiff to sleep in. He needed softness right now. He changed into a soft t-shirt and shorts, not bothering to brush out his hair, or wash his face. 

But as he crawled into his bed and under the thick blankets- that felt like heaven as it weighed him down- he felt the cold chain of his necklace still around his neck. He needed to take it off… but he didn’t want to move anymore. And it oddly comforted him. 

It felt like Jack. It was so comforting to just feel something from him.

He held the ruby in his hand, running his thumb over the smooth jewel, and it calmed him quickly. His eyelids got heavy. 

And he didn’t wake up for nearly thirteen hours. And it felt great.

[marmota-b]

The church choir I used to sing in is celebrating 20 years. So I returned to sing this weekend! I missed it.

On the other hand I did not miss how overwhelming it can be. Especially because the self-built meeting hall from 1924 where the practices take place has rather atrocious accoustics, so every time more than three people speak, there's a racket. And they've improved on it a bit in the meantime! No wonder I had a meltdown at a practice with a particularly large group of people years ago...

Well, that's the less pleasant side to it. But I have also in the meantime realised that I indeed can get overwhelmed, and why. So today I just stuck my fingers in my ears whenever that threatened to happen, la-di-da, I did not miss anything important when people just kept debating. And I also did it on one side when I realised my neighbour was siging a bit off-key and confusing me, and when, at another point in the proceedings, another neighbour in tenor played (rather improvised, I suspect) an ukulele, confusing me in my alto parts. It's funny, I'd never so consciously realised how high an ukulele is. Really quite confusing when I was supposed to be moving in the area under the staff.

And I had a lot of fun. Especially towards the end, when we were already singing really just for fun, songs by request. We ran through a lovely baroque piece on first try, and I found myself grinning wide, feeling - energised, the way only choir singing has ever managed to achieve. When it clicks, it clicks! This surely must be why descriptions of Heaven speak about singing.

But what I'm most excited about is that I get to sing Da Pacem Domine by Donatas Zakaras. It's a very new song, from 2022, but it feels like it must have existed from time immemorial. I think they started singing it last year; in any case last year they recorded a video with it, and I fell in love with it. So did they; a fellow alto said they'd been singing it "all the time". It's definitely one of the songs that got me through 2024, as a song and as a prayer of sorts, and I suspect it will continue gently lifting my spirits for the rest of my life. So - it's pretty special to me right now, and I'm so delighted that I get to sing it with them now.

Tomorrow!

[scotianostra]

Happy Birthday to Scottish singer/songwriter Graham Lyle, born March 11th 1944 in Belshill.

There’s nothing I can find about Lyle’s early life, but he is best known for collaboration with fellow Scot Benny Gallagher.

Graham and Benny first teamed up in 1959 as members of a local The Bluefrets, and teamed up again in a band based in Saltcoats called the Tulsans. The Tulsans released two singles in 1965 under the name James Galt these rare tracks are now prized by Northern Soul Collectors.

So after doing their apprenticeship around Ayrshire and Glasgow Graham and Benny headed south to London in the mid 60′s, a rare one-off single, “Trees”, was issued on Polydor UK another very rare song, if you come cross it in amongst an old dusty second hand shop you might get a few quid for it.

In 1968 the pair were signed up to write songs for artists on the Apple record label, mainly for Mary Hopkins. Two years later the pair formed the band McGuinness Flint writing nine of the 11 songs on the group’s eponymous debut album, including their two top five hits, When I’m Dead and Gone and Malt and Barley Blues. A second album followed before the pair left to branch out as duo with Gallagher and Lyle in 1972.

As a duo, Gallagher and Lyle recorded a total of eight albums, while they weren’t all big hits the duo were well respected for there song writing and chemistry between them. Their biggest hits I Wanna Stay With You and Heart on My Sleeve both of which also charted in the US. Gallagher and Lyle ‘s songs both topped the US Billboard Adult Contemporary chart for Art Garfunkel and Don Williams respectively. As session musicians, Gallagher and Lyle also backed numerous big names on disc, including Eric Clapton, Andy Fairweather Low and Fairport Convention amongst others.

In 1981, Graham Lyle formed his own publishing company, Goodsingle Publishing (later to become goodsingle.com), chiefly to administer his own copyrights, and began writing for other artists. These artist included Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder, Diana Ross, Patti Labelle, Joe Cocker, Hall & Oates, Jim Diamond, Wet,Wet,Wet, and Wyclef Jean….the list really is endless!

The song that we definitely all know best that was written by Graham Lyle is the Tina Turner smash hit What’s love got to do with it, in which he teamed up with the English-Australian songwriter Terry Britten. It won the Song of the Year Grammy. The song hit the top of the charts in many countries, and was a worldwide hit, in 2012 it was inducted into the Grammy Hall of Fame. He also co-wrote one of my favourite songs from the 80′s I should have known better with Jim Diamond. A little known fact is that the song was offered to Cliff Richard, but was rejected, former Eurovison winners Bucks Fizz are said to have recorded a version that was never released. However, the gifted Largs songwriter insisted that he always wanted Turner to record it, and said in a News interview in 2012: "We sent the demo to the publishers and got at least four people wanting to record it. Tina was one of them. We were given the opportunity as the writers to say which artist we wanted to record it.

“I wanted Tina to do it. She was one of the greats, though she was having a tough time and didn’t even have a record deal.”

I'll end this post much in the same way I started it with no news on Graham's latest activity of late, he was mentioned in numerous articles last May after the passing of Tina Turne, butno news other than that.

Song choicei s Lyle siging What's Love Got To Do With It

[apopcornkernel]

The Neuvifuri/Wriolyney/Wriothesley & Sigewinne are not fucking father-daughter combo would give the average Wrioletter a heart attack and for that I commend you deeply. Based.

PEOPLE ARE SAYING WHAT ABOUT WRIOLYNEY— okay no, on second thought I'm not surprised. that unfortunate about lyney voiceline that people love to take literally + the fact that lyney uses the short male model (which groups up both short adults and regular teens 😭).... yeah i love this ship but canon is almost asking for it HFHGEHWGS

i swear tho, my track record in genshin yaoi is CURSED. i always end up falling for the rival, short king x tall male model ship (wrlyny/cythm/zvn) to the popular tall male model x tall male model juggernaut (wrltte/hkvh/zc) 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

im veryy judgy of the sige one tho ngl, i really really hate content where she's his daughter 😭 she's OLDER than him, she was the nurse even back when he first entered meropide (and he was barely an adult back then iirc) so it makes zero sense for him to be a parent for HER 😭 I've always seen her as an older sister instead if we're forced to choose a family dynamic. but really i like their relationship as is — older sister-esque nurse to a younger brother-esque inmate, turned older sister-esque nurse to a younger brother-esque duke... he's your superior now i guess but he is also stupid about getting injured and keeps insisting he doesn't need additional bedrest, just like he did even when he was younger & a regular inmate 🙄🙄🙄

[tokwattoge]

Madami akong natutunan sa experience na to. AS IN.

1. Don’t judge.

-hindi natin alam kung bakit naging ganon ang desisyon nung tao kaya lumobo ang loans (UNLESS SUGAL EKIS YAN SAKEN)

In my case, natakot ako sa overdue, sa bad record. Mas gusto ko pa magbayad ng malaking interes kesa magkaroon ako ng late record. BIGGEST MISTAKE EVER. Top katangahan pala yan. At the end of the day, mas nakakatakot pala if lahat ng pwedeng utangan inutangan mo tapos sabay sabay nag overdue SAKET BHIE :’(

2. It was a very bad cycle of: ayaw ko magkalate record, bayad na lang interes, hindi ako hihiram sa friends ko, pag may extra ako reward ko sarili ko. HAY. So hindi ako nakaahon sa loan dahil kada sahod reward, tapos ANG LAKI PA NUNG INTERES SHUTA. So ayun, lumobo ng lumobo. Umabot sa point na sobrang nakakadepress, ang ginawa kong strategy para di ako mamotivate nakafocus lang ako sa dues ko sa susunod na buwan ganon lang. Hindi ko tinitignan yung total, grabe ang laki na pala. Naawa ako sa sarili ko sa part na yan. Sino may kasalanan? Ako. Sino ang nagsuffer? Ako.

3. STOP THE BLEEDING. Pag narealize mo na na nababaon ka na, wag na pumikit! Wag matakot sa bad record, lalong wag matatakot sa mga nagtetext.

In my experience, Tala and BillEase ang very very fair. Cashalo okay but makulit, Shopee and Laz magmiss payment ka lang ban na agad sayang naman. Yung iba? Illegal na yon. Mga digido, juanhand etc, PAPATAYIN KA SA INTERES. I guess ito yung loan shark na tinatawag. Sobrang unfair talaga nila at wag mo na asahan na magiging fair sila dahil hindi sila regulated. Pag nandun ka sa point na walang wala ka na, wala na makain (been there) kakapit ka talaga sa patalim. Kung ganito rin lang? Mas okay pa mangutang sa tindahan. Nakakahiya man pero at least di ka madedepress sa interes at penalties nila sayo.

4. Forgive yourself. Pag nagising ka na, pagnilayan mo kung san ka nagkamali, bakit naging ganito yung mga desisyon mo, ano sana yung inayos mo. Forgive. Forgive. Forgive. Do better next time. Since tapos na phase na tinanggap natin ang pagkakamali, next part is solve the problem and STAY CONSISTENT. Mahaba itong part na to pero kumapit ka. Matatapos din to.

5. Unahin yung mga illegal hahaha nakakatawa pero oo unahin yun kasi malaki interes nila eh, also unreasonable sila. Makipag coordinate sa iba like tala and billease, if may loan sa bank or cc makipagcoordinate din. Kasi madalas nagooffer sila ng option. Wag sa collecting agencies, sa bank mismo. If possible na magrefinance, go. Make sure na pag nagrefinance sa mababang interes ha.

6. Pray. If di naniniwala sa ganyan, okay sige mag journal. Mahirap magshare ng ganito sa friend. Basta ilabas mo yan, pag hindi, high chance na madepress at mademotivate. Stay positive. Mind over matter. Tandaan na walang nakukulong sa utang. Bad record yes sure yan pero naaayos yan. Ang nakukulong lang sa estafa yung nagpapanggap na may business at naglikom ng pera from investors tsaka yung mga tumatalbok na cheke.

Kaya mo yan!!! 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼

[jezawitha-z]

My Tita must be proud...

As mentioned on my previous post, isang bote lang talaga kaya kong inumin. Not until last night na super wasted. Hindi pala talaga para sakin ang pag iinom dahil hindi kaya ng katawang lupa ko. Nakakatrauma yung hangover malala hahahahaha.

Ito mga ininom namin. Nung naubos na namin sanmig, naghahanap pa ng maiinom so sinabi ng isa kong pinsan if ano ba daw best seller at yung may sipa/tama talaga. So yung kulay blue yung binigay adios ata pangalan nyang drink na yan so literally adios goodbye na talaga dyan umikot paningin at mundo ko hahahahaha. Sabi ko pa naman, "ay parang softdrinks lang sarap." It's a trap! HAHAHAHAHA

inom inom tapos nagpapa rescue sa hangover hahahahaha as in kagising ko part 2 na naman ng delubyo. Sa banyo na ako halos nag stay, umupo, umidlip and all. HAHAHAHA

May birthday dapat akong attendan kaso hindi ko kaya talaga, tinulog ko nalang ulit. Ang masaklap pag humiga ako as in nahihilo ako.

Gabi na'ko nagising and they're checking on me if buhay pa ba ako HAHAHAHA

Hahatiran sana nila ako ng ulam pero i refused dahil mas gusto ko magsabaw talaga. Pumunta muna ako ng pharmacy para bumili ng pang acid ko bago kumain. Pag uwi naman dumaan na ako 711 para bumili ng electrolyte drink. So far okay na ako.

Gusto nila ng part 2 pero teh hindi ko na gustuhin maulit yung kagabi na nagkalat talaga ako sa kwarto ko hahahaha. Yung palabas kami ng bar, hindi na tuwid lakad ko at ang kulit ko na. 1st and last talaga yun! At least naranasan ko man lang. Never again. Magkakape nalang talaga ako. Grabeng trauma 'to OA kung OA hahahahahahaha. Di talaga kaya ng katawang lupa ko yung alak kaya hanggang pang isang bote nalang talaga ako.

Dapat pala sip lang yun? Lasang softdrinks kasi kaya tinuloy tuloy ko pag inom. HAHAHAHAHA kaya sabi nila if ano ba daw silbi ng straw kung tunggain nyowoooo

Nag voice record ako kagabi kung ano ganap just in case na di ko maalala mga yun kinabukasan. Pero naalala ko parin naman pala. Naalala ko pa din naman yung wala sa bag ko yung cellphone ko kauwi kaya sabi ko "sige bukas ko nalang hanapin sa bar phone ko kung naiwan dun". Tas kagising ko, nasa tabi ko lang pala cp ko.

At least may entry naman ako, may maikwento sa mga apo ko na oh yung lola nyo noon tatanga tanga uminom feeling may curfew nagmamadali kasi umuwi HAHAHAHAHA

[caramelmochacrow]

OKAY. im sorry but i need to infodump abt my kyoko half-filipino headcanon rlly quick and i cant tell it to anyone so RARGH KYOKO FATHER HEADCANONS TOO TECHNICALLY.

her father is born and raised in cavite and moved to bulacan when he was in his teenage years and he moved to japan to find better jobs there when he got older. he meets kyoko's mother and yada yada yada love story here for them and kyoko is born!

her father had a lot of album cds, vhs tapes, and recordings of many songs of bands/singers he loved back in his country (the eraserheads, parokya ni edgar, the itchyworms, freddie aguilar, etc.) and let kyoko listen to them when she was younger, letting her learn a bit abt tagalog and a part of herself. she never tried to learn more other than that until she went back to listen to them when she was in highschool. he also listens to many songs u hear when you're on a jeep (jeep as in pinoy jeep, search it up.) if you've been on a jeep in the philippines then u probably know what i mean. (if u dont, then just imagine hiphop(?)/rap music)

her father keeps track w the latest opm (original pinoy music if u didn't know what that meant) artists and shows it to kyoko who gives them a listen a ton. both of them sometimes sing a long w songs heheh (kyoko tries her best, but her father can keep up pretty easily since he knew it ever since he was born)

kyoko's mom knows a few tagalog phrases thanks to her husband and can hold short conversations w him in tagalog. (it cant go very far though, so they mostly speak in japanese) she sometimes makes filipino food so her husband can remember his roots and so kyoko can learn more of it :D (SHE IS AN ADOBO OR MAYBE EVEN A MENUDO GIRL. SHE ALSO LIKES PANCIT PALABOK AND SISIG.)

kyoko accidentally responds in tagalog sometimes. shinobu will say something to her while making music and she would reply w 'sige, subukin mo yan' (translation: sure, try that) and she would be confused, because of this shinobu knows a few tagalog phrases. yuka and esora does too.

kyoko will always, and i mean always, use 'po' when talking to people older than her in tagalog, she talks to dalia (I WILL TALK ABT HER ANOTHER TIME) and she would always reply w 'po' or 'ate' (pronounced a-teh, not eat past tense) in the sentence. she sometimes accidentally does this w others. (she said 'ate tsubaki' once and tsubaki was just confused while she was embarassed.)

that's all the headcanons i can spit out for now but. yeah. kyoko half-filipino headcanons. do u understand?

[mamiffer]

Limited edition linocut prints available at SIGE Records. All proceeds go to the Vashon Green School scholarship fund. Made at the Vashon Green School while the students made their prints. Edition of 10, hand numbered/signed, hand printed at home on various paper stocks.

[nice2meetyouu]

long rant

sabi ng friend ko na nagt-train para maging ob dami daw teenager na nagseself-abort tapos pag dinugo, sa kanila pupunta. pero di aaminin anong ginawa. dami rin nag-iiiyak and sigaw pag naglalabor at manganganak na. at bigla daw gusto na lang magpa-cs ng iba kasi di kaya yung pain maski naka-anesthesia na.

ako nightmare ko 'yung mga akala mo nabili nila ako. tinatanong ko lang anong blood type, nag-inarte? bakit daw kailangan pa sya tanungin eh kakapunta lang daw nya x days ago tapos may nagtanong na sa kanya ng mga tanong ko. wala raw ba kaming system? haha sa manager ka magreklamo. actually kahit nakasulat 'yon tatanungin pa rin kita. malay ko ba kung tama 'yong sinulat ng iba. and in my case, wala naman kasing naglagay sa record niya ng kung anumang pinag-usapan nila 3 days ago. anyway, none of my business. teh gurl was making sigaw sa hallway and sabi ng resident sige po aasikasuhin na lang namin then told to put whatever sa admission papers. honestly hinukay pa namin 'yung records niya from years ago pero wala talaga doon and bitch can just answer the eazy peazy questions on the spot. sino bang hindi maaadmit if hindi ko asikasuhin 'yong admission papers? sinong hindi masasalinan ng dugo pag 'di alam 'yung blood type niya? pero syempre the DR nurse will be maloloka pag sinend in namin siya na walang papeles. hahaha. bitch hindi ako customer service representative at hindi ko trabahong pasayahin ka.

anyway, meron akong nabasa sa fb grp, sabi, delayed daw period nya at positive siya sa PT, ano raw kaya chance na buntis siya talaga? heck if netizens know. either buntis ka 100% or bugok 'yung itlog or ectopic or cancer 'yan or something else. ano ba gusto mo marinig? "yeah positive ako sa PT like 10x pero fake news pala!" give tips daw kung paano sya hindi magkakastretch marks at hindi ma-c-cs. ewan ko anong alam ng general netizens about dun pero ya know hindi mo makocontrol 'yan. afaik wala pang technology na nag-aalis ng stretch marks, ang official term ay nila-"lighten" lang and walang makakapagsabing gagana sa 'yo 100%. pero that doesn't mean it will cost a decent amount, nasa $300 'yung price sa isang clinic sa U.S. kung sa mommy group sya nag-ask baka ma-gets ko pa.

meron pa 'yung mga nagbubuntis pero umiinom pa rin ng alak 💀 bruh katawan mo 'yan pero nilalason mo 'yung someone else inside. sasabihin pa, my previous child was fine so i know it's okay. 💀 hahahaha. ewan, 'di naman siguro kayo 'yung unang taong nagbuntis sa mundo so baka naman pwede mag-search muna kayo about buntisdom bago magbuntis and kung gusto nyo mag-inarte pwede ba dun na lang sa bumuntis sa inyo at hindi sa hcw. dami nag-aakala na kaya nila nang walang anesthesia, natural birth eme eme, attend attend ng coaching kuno tapos labor pa lang, gusto emergency epidural. ano 'to anesthesia on-demand?

at syempre andyan 'yung mga never nagpacheck up tapos dadating pag manganganak na. parang tatae lang? e kung pinaire mo tapos paa 'yung nasa bukana?

[benefits1986]

Dreams do come true, and when they do, the dragons are out in their dungeons.

As an example, this photo... may hawak na pink suklay dad ko. HAHAHAHHA. Pero hindi ko 'yan crop kasi gusto ko 'yung story ng frame na 'to. My mini me, the reason why ayoko talagang mag-anak is being appeased by the whole team because this Virgo babe is Virgo-ing malala. Hahahaha. 'Pag ayaw niya, ayaw niya talaga. Shemay. Pero oks naman kasi nag-pinky swear kami na kahit anong mood swing niya, 'pag smile sa cam, smile siya. HAHAHAHAHA.

Ang kapalit ng pinky swear: Mag swimming kami kahit ansakit na ng kasu-kasuan ko malala sa napakalamig na pool ng accoms namin. With matching sumbat pa na bakit daw she waited for so long. Hahahaha. Shemay. Tiklop ako e. Lels.

And sooooo, I would be starting my deep dive about Batanes, my most awaited destination in the Philippines.

Handa na ba kayo, maemser?

The B event has been in the pipeline since 2021 dahil usually, Dad and I go on a trip during Jan or Feb. Pero, 'yung totoong planning and all shizzzummmzz started December 2024. Shemayyyyy. Hahahahaha.

Kaya naman, record-breaking na kayang magpakawala ng decent wedding in less than 1 month kung may perfect timing and open budget. You can buy time up a certain level and convenience, and sige na nga, estetik na rin. Kimmmyyy.

More on that on later shit posts.

Soooooooo, ano nga ba ang mga realities ng Batanes lalo 'pag may pa-shoot and vids ka for a life event?

Una, kahit may open budget ka, kalaban mo ang weather. Shemay. Batulao na windy vibes na sobrang lakas ng hampas. Ulan na may ulandian sa ngalan ng ka-shikipan. Vibe ng mga suppliers. Vibe ng couple plus kids na tinest lahat ng pake at patience kong kapurit. At syempre, ano bang gustong ma-ire kasi maganda na ang Batanes, so templated talaga lahat. Ganun talaga. As a non-fan ng templates and generic shot list, I have to let this go, which is huhuhuhuhuhu.

Hindi biro ang mag-plan ng group of 15. Flights pa lang, sobrang mahal tapos unahan talaga. Dati mas maraming flights papunta at pabalik tulad ng Wakay, pero ngayon, PAL is the go-to. Shemayyyy.

Hindi rin biro mag-kalma ng mga seniors na boomer bombs everywhere. Dagdagan mo pa ng mga Gen Z at Gen Alpha na beta naman. Hahahahaha. Hindi ko kasi expected na magiging punong abala rin ako sa pag-ensure na bawal ang attitude para walang tapon mga photos and vids. LOLLLOLLL.

Napatunayan ko rin na sobrang hyperfixated ko sa mga details like tali ng bow na hindi naman ako marunong mag-tali, mga small details ng damit, ng ngiti, ng angles. Pati pag-sipat sa frames, alam ko dapat let go ko na, pero natawid ko naman up a certain level.

Akala nga ng tatay kong pakitong-kitong, magdadala ako ng camera. Hello, sobrang ganda ng quality ng phone cams ngayon, kaya iba na ang labanan. Plus, ambigat din ng files and Yellow Four is not giving what it's supposed to give. Back focus so uubos na naman ng patience ko lalo na prime lens mode tayo. Baka 50K steps na ako. Hahahahaha. So, ang mga shots ko, pang-check sa edited versions. Dapat putok na putok. Kasi kahit sabihin pa na may AI na nagtatrabaho sa loob ng phones, 'yung mata ko pa rin ang final judge... so Team Samsung po tayo all the way since Pulag. Hahahahahahaha.

Abangan!

Fine and thinning hair ako kaya sobrang bad trip ako na ayoko na lang magpa-pic kasi lipad levels 1000000000 'yung hair ko. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Peg ko kasi Harry Potter and GoT and HotD, kaso, I didn't anticipate na wigs nga pala 'yung mga paganaps nila. Hahahahahaha. So in essence, fail.

I can kinda compare Batanes to Siargao kasi isang libot mo lang, tapos na. So, kung gusto mo ng adventure tulad namin ni Dad, hindi ka pang-basic tour. Syempre, since ilang araw lang kami doon dahil sa pasok ng mga kids, I didn't do freediving and the works. Sige. Inyo na rin. Hahahahaha.

Ang pinaka importante sa akin ay smiling eyes. Period. So, hindi rin siya madali since 'yung mga poses ay need ng takbo, lakad na unli ahon mode, maem. And hihintayin mo talaga na maubos ang crowd. Oks na week day kami pumunta kasi mas manageable.

Since, climate change is realllzzzz, eto na. Nagbitbit ako ng mga panlamig dahil sa Accuweather. Nung nasa last location na kami, nakamala-hiking vibe na ako. Bra top ng Uniqlo, skirt and thermal leggings. Ang init sis! Though nung umaga, Ravenclaw ang galawan natin with matching robe. Na syempre nilipad everywhere. Hindi siya maganda sa pic kasi wala na rin akong oras na ayusin pa siya because andaming variables na need kong itawid.

Drone shots... eto na. Apaka legit ng drone pilots namin. Saka ang galing nilang magpalipad. As in laban-laban sa mga taga-Manila sisssss. Hahahahahahahahaha. Ako nga 'yung nasestress kasi parang RL Tekken tag na kailangan mo talagang master lodicakes sa pagpapalipad. LELS. Kaya, gets ko na rin up a certain level why templated vibes siya, pero, honestly, hahahahahaha.

Tiwala amidst trust issues sa lahat ng suppliers pati location na ang hirap. Sabi ko, shemay. First time 'to so wala akong kahit anong alam sa kung anong meron sa Batanes. Hindi enough ang curation ng mga content since nga I can't fuck this up.

Overthinking levels on top of work the past months: 10000000000 to the nth power. Hahahaha. Wala na nga akong tulog tapos nagiisip pa ako hanggang maidlip ako.

Salamat supplements cocktails na sabi ni dad at mga tao ay baka naman daw ma-OD ako. Hahahahahahahaha. I don't care, bitches! Che.

Food is VERY limited. Hindi ko expected na walang Jollibee doon dahil 'yun ang unang hinanap ni dad. Doon daw siya papa-pic. LELSSS. Tapos, kasabay namin sa plane 'yung isang sako ng sibuyas among other things. Kung alam ko lang, sana ako mismo nagbili ng mga ingredients tapos nag-hire na lang ng personal chef doon. Hahahaha. Hindi naman ako nagutom much pero dahil nga ubos lakas, need kumain.

'Yung chapel na pakak, wala e, na-damage 'yung ceiling na sobrang looking forward to ako. Hindi ko rin naman controlled 'yun so sige na. Sana lang 'yung LGU mas focus nila na ayusin kasi season ngayon ng weddings and tourism. Best ever people talaga in the government era, kaya gandahan niyo please. Liit na nga ng chapel, paki suyo naman. TNX.

Syempre, 'yung pag-hike sa locations. Mhiemhieeee, 'yung degenerating millennial body ko, namiss 'yung 28-year-old self ko. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Shemay. Pero happy pa rin ako na natawid ko pati ng tatay ko. Sakit likod. Parang stuck na pulikat, lekat ka. At iba pa. Pero sabi ko, patikim 'to ng Europa hiking pro max, so sige na nga. Though etong Batanes, tae ng kalabaw, kambing, baboy na native ang iiwasan mo. Hahahahaha. Hindi naman ako maselan sa amoy since free range sila pero gets mo? Practice na rin sa probinsiyana life goals ko. LELS.

Then, ang aga magsarado ng mga suking tindahan. Reminds me of my lola's sleepy town in Laguna. HAHAHAHAHA.

Isa pa. Kanin ng Batanes, ansarap. Legit. Hindi ko alam kung anong meron maliban sa lush greens and very pakakkkk vibes so talagang nahirapan tayong mag-less rice. LELS. So, another ekis kasi nga, it's summer time. Akala mo naman kung anong kapayatan ang natawid ano po?

Also, airport is small and since CAAP sila, may mga rules like isa-isang check ng bags. LOL.

Again, ang chances of weather na sobrang bipolar, 'yan ang pinaka challenge mo. Hindi siya tulad ng Boracay or Palawan na madali ang logistics, kaya for me, miracle 'yung nakuha kong shots with the team. May sunset pa. Wala lang sunrise. LELS. Hahahahahahahahaha.

And, since nga isa ang Batanes sa mananakit na locations in my book ages ago, eto na. Hahahahahaha. Happy to share that no regrets at all. Hihihihihihihihi. Shots fired are the shots meant to be fired. Yasssussss. Lovetttt. Ilang buwan din akong ngalngal levels while no one is watching malala e. LOL. So, ayun. Lesson learned: no to toxicity. Keep walking... forda greater good, always.

Speaking of walking... wifi. Labo. Mobile data... wala. Hahahahaha. Juicekooopoooww. LGU, ano na? Ayusin n'yo naman please. Puwede naman estetik na cell site e. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Kahit sa bayan lang please.

Lastly, dress and outfits. Hindi naman umayaw ang Karimadon na blush pink na may vibe na Galinduhhhh, pero stress kasi nga maraming lakad pataas at pababa. Buti na rin wrinkle free siya so less isipin as a tamad mag-steam at plancha.

Super duper lastly, eto na. 'Yung baggage allowance, juicekooo. Kaloka ang total of 150 kg check-in na thankfully, walang excess an 350 php per kilo. Happy to share na kasya things ko sa aking backpack with work laptop + Longchamp. HUHUHUHUHU. Packed light: DONE. Galing noh? Hihihihihihihihihihihi.

Next stop: You take my breath away, Batanes naman. Hohohohohohohohoho.

So what? Lahat ng dream destinations ke Japan or Europa man 'yan or kung saan man sa Pinas, may mga downside talaga. Kaya naman, kung saan hindi trending at pinipilahan, doon tayo.

Will I go back to Batanes?

Not anytime soon kasi maliban sa mahal, for me, nasagad ko na siya. Hahahahahahaha. Abangan!

[ohhshaaane]

JANUARY 11, 2025 | 1424H

Sige nakog huna huna, sige nakog pangayo ug sign kung e let go na ba tika.

Nag chat ka bag-o lang.

Kumusta ang pagpananghid?

*bump a message*

Igna lang dayun ko basin ma change nag plan

Diritso ra dayun nimo gi delete. Naka screenshot nako gabii, so naa rakoy record HAHAHAHAHHA!

Nag sakit tuod akong buot karon kay nag lakaw nasad mo ni yoyo, kabalo ko nangaon mo ato pero wala gyud ko nimo hanggata. Nag breakdown ko, gakasakitan gyud kay ko. Wala nako kasabot sa tanan. Kaulion na kay kog balay and di nako gusto mag sabay sa imo.

Nag install kog bible. Sige kog pangayo ug sign ni Lord kung e let go na ba tika. Kay ga expect gyud ko perme sa imo kung ingon ani ta.

[ghostlywriterspeaksbruh]

To be fair, and for the record. Bastos ka rin kasi 😆✌️😂 so sa susunod piliin mo kung sinong ginagago mo dear 😊 baka sila pala talaga yung may hawak ng kailagan mo.

Ako kasi pag nakita ko na yung totoong ugali hindi ko talaga pinapayagan eh. Ilang beses yun, 2 years mo akong binackstab, tapos 7 months ( lost counting nung na busy na pero may side comments pa yan from time to time) kayong nang talkshit ng mentor mo. Don't tell me di mo tanda yan, sige deny mo lang hehe. Tandang tanda ko naman 😊😂����

But still it won't change, I still give you my sweetest and dearest answer