#The Ako Incident

[nishiki-e]

Having Achieved Their Goal, the Faithful Samurai Withdraw to Sengoku-ji Temple and Assemble There, Utagawa Kuniyoshi, 1847

[grvntld]

mga accla ang scary may natagpuang deadt body raw sa drum in one of the subdivisions near us kakaloka huhu apparently the deceased was reported lost by their family days ago pa and hinahanap talaga siya tapos ayOrn nga huhu

[makuzume]

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🔅 Texting Them You're Pregnant 🚺

[Gojo, Nanami]🏅

[Geto, Ino]

[Sukuna, Toji] ⭐️

🔅 Texting Them During the Shibuya Incident

[Toji]

[Nobara, Shoko, Yuta]

🔅 Reacting to Your Handsome Photo 🚹

[Ino, Nanami, Gojo, Megumi]

[Choso, Toji, Shoko, Sukuna, Toge]

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[Megumi, Yuji, Yuta, Maki]

[Gojo, Ino, Geto]

🔅 They Forget About Your Birthday

[Part 1]

[Part 2]🏅

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[Part 1]

[Part 2.1 Toji/Nanami] [Part 2.2 Gojo/Geto]

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[Part 1]

[Part 2.1] [Part 2.2]

🔅 [Failed Surprise For Your Birthday]

🔅 [Having a Girl Gym Trainor Prank] 🚺

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🔅 [Confessing You're Getting a Top Surgery!] 🌈

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[Part 3.1] [Part 3.2] 🆕

🔅 [Texting You When They're Needy] 🔞🆕

Solo Character SMAUs

🔅 [Failed 35th Bday Surprise for Gojo!] 🆕

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🔅 [bf! Sukuna Pretends to Know About Periods] 🚺

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NON-SMAU✍️📖 (long fic, headcannons, etc.)

🔅 [Toge Accidentally Uses his Cursed Speech on You] ⭐️

🔅 [The Last Time You Talk to Yuta]

🔅 [Reaction to Fixing Their Necktie]

🔅 [Sukuna Kills Yuji's Lover]

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🇵🇭Filipino AU Series🇵🇭

In an alternate universe where the JJK characters live as... FILIPINOS??! (Crack!; No specific order; Various AUs) More PH references under "Artworks" section below👇

JJK Characters as Your Filo Delivery Rider 📱🎭⭐️

🔅Toge Accidentally Uses His Cursed Speech on You🔅

What becomes of Toge after the recent traumatic events from Shibuya? Will he be the same? How does it affect him? Worried, you were persistent to see him so you can comfort him, but hese complicated feelings caused him to unintentionally do the unthinkable.

i/ii. Part 1 and Part 2 📱📖🥀

iii. Part 3 📖🥀

iv. Part 4 📖📱🤏🥀/🧸

v. Part 5

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[Lumpiang Toge] 🇵🇭

[Sukuna Pin (SUKU-NA Ako Meme)] 🇵🇭

[When You're Just a Chill Gojo]

In the works: endless WIPs♾️

Although I absolutely love writing, I take some time to gather energy to make it since it's split between my hobbies and my art degree, so I hope you can be patient :)) (idm the inboxes asking for updates and sometimes you guys ask it in such a silly way XD)

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[alittlewarmer]

sorry, medyo off-character post! i just need to vent it out since sobrang nag boogsh fireworks connecting dots aha moment ako right now

for context, i am diagnosed with bipolar i (started from bipolar ii but my psych changed it after an incident). last check up was late 2022. i had to stop the consultations and meds due to financial constraints, but i think my angels were with me the whole time kasi never akong nagkamajor episode!

however, these past 2 to 3 days, nahihirapan akong makasleep sa gabi. i thought nabago ko lang unintentionally yung body clock ko, so i just let it be. as of writing, di pa rin ako makatulog AND i just realized na i may be having a hypo/manic episode🥹 nasakto lang na new year kaya nakapagdisguise yung thoughts ko into planning and anticipating for the new year. before coming into realization, andaming tumatakbo sa utak ko for the past... what... 7 hours? to the point na ansakit sakit at tumitibok na yung ulo ko cause my brain cant keep up! ang last thought ko before writing is planning for my seasonal crochet business (nagsave ng yt vids, nagplan ng everything from timeline to logistics, nag add to cart ng materials), juggling my work and my planned master's program (schedule, logistics, etc), and moving from ncr to laguna for my schooling. sobrang sakit ng ulo ko kakapressure na isipin if i should move or not. naisip ko na yung transpo, logistics sa work, cost, logistics for moving, daily living condition and routines, etc!!! andami!!!!

and then suddenly, i came into realization na there is a high possibility that this is a hypo/manic episode😭 my head aches so much from all these thoughts and i need to sleep but i mentally cant huhu kanina pa sobrang sakit ng mata ko they desperately want and need to rest

im sorry huhu ill delete this later i just need to yap this out

[sinag789tala]

okay guys, give up na ako, this ain't happening again, probably never finishing this wip ... was supposed to be a tiny animatic project of my fave parallel narratives in the mechs but u know what imma take a break for a while from animating #selfcare

characters in order

cinders (once upon a time)

siegfried (tales to be told ii - swan song)

sigyn (the bifrost incident)

rose (once upon a time)

the odette (taes to be told ii - swan song)

loki (the bifrost incident)

most likely not going to finish this so,,,wip nalang

[askingchoso]

"And who would you be?" The black-haired boy asked as he tilted his head curiously. He didn't seem to mind having some company.

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[akonaman]

Sobrang lungkot ko na ewan recently -

I have 5 Admin Hearings by tomorrow with HR and OM and ilang araw na kong nagppray na sana di matanggal yung mga ahente ko kase magpapasko pa naman. Grabe na yung kaba ko.

I may be someone who’s a tough love enjoyer pero ghad pag trabaho na usapan ayokonh may natatanggal kahit gaano pa ka grave yung offense. You don’t sink someone’s boat na pwedeng maapektuhan yung whole family.

Todo pakiusap talaga ko na sana wala ng kahit anong kalokohan yung mabalitaan ko sa team kahit di na ako yung magiging tm nila.

We all have principles in life and sana kahit sa work meron din tayo. Oo work lang yan pero having an integrity with the trust given to you? It tells a lot about your upbringing. I’d rather have failing scores than scores na galing sa daya.

Sobrang anxious na ko lately because of all the reports and incident report and audits i have to finish pero 14 days na lang naman new class uli yung hahawakan ko so konting tiis na lang

You’ll go to places if you’re being honest and have that integrity na walang tinatapakan na tao. And i wanna highlight that so much to ppl. They never know how karma would get them.

Thanks sa snr medyo gumaan pakiramdam ko HAHA

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Two Can Play - Chapter 5

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

A/N: We have finally reached the finale! I legit cannot thank you guys enough for all the love and support on this series. Especially since this is my first Lo'ak fic. Writing this really made me fall in love with him. Of course, like I say in every part, I have to give a HUGE thanks to @pandorxxx for inspiring me to write this fic. Her fic Search & Rescue was a big inspiration for the premise of this story. Two Can Play would not exist without her. So, I hope you guys enjoy the end of this fantastic journey. All characters are aged up.

Previous Part

Pairing: Lo'ak x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings: This chapter contains potentially triggering content for suicidal ideation so please proceed with caution. Mentions of death, Angst, Dissociation, Depression, Smut, P in V, Creampie, Oral (M receiving), Mentions of scenting, I think that's it

Word Count: 5.1k

Summary: The aftermath of the incident plays out.

Staring up at the opening in your tent, the night stars bounce in your vision with each thrust given by Tenye above you. He holds on to your hips while he ruts into you. Clearly, he’s feeling good from all the sounds he’s making. You can’t really feel much right now. Your head is too far lost in the sky to be present enough to enjoy yourself. Your mind is back in that space where you’re not really in your body anymore. It’s as if you can actually see your own face peering up at the sky dead-eyed while you force moans from your own mouth to help him finish quickly.

“Ah…Gonna cum!” he says

‘About damn time’ you think to yourself.  You use your hand to push him out of you before he finishes and just pump him with your fist until he cums.

He lets out a dramatic groan when he finishes and doesn’t move an inch while he comes down from his high. Meanwhile, you immediately use a spare cloth to wipe your hand off with.

“Eywa, that was so good” he says between pants trying to catch his breath.

“Yeah…” you pick up his loincloth and toss it to him, “See you around.”

He stares stunned at you for a moment, “That’s it?”

“Yup, pretty much. Bye.”

Tenye scoffs at you and he mutters ‘bitch’ under his breath as he gets dressed and leaves.

It doesn’t even phase you at this point. Nothing phases you anymore. You don’t feel anything anymore. It’s been like this for 2 whole weeks now. You hid out in your tent and retreated into yourself. For the first few days, it felt like you never moved from the spot on the floor where you initially collapsed. You nearly dehydrated yourself from your tears. Ako came looking for you after you disappeared from the festival and the sight of you broke her heart.

And just when it felt like your mind was going to snap from all the overwhelming distress…it suddenly went dead quiet. Your mind and body ceased to process stimuli properly anymore. And before you knew it, you fell back into your old habits. Desperate to feel something—anything, you regressed into seeking comfort in sex. But that did nothing for you either. Not anymore. No matter what, the only person your body responded to was Lo’ak.

You found fault with just about every other male now. This one kissed too rough, that one came too quick, he used too many teeth when he ate you out, and he was too small. One after another, the disappointment seemed never-ending. Lo’ak had utterly ruined you for anyone else. None of them could hold a candle to him and how he knew your body.

And even worse, you still had his bracelet. The one that he made for you. You were too blinded by your rage to have the sense to throw it out that night with the rest of his things. But once you calmed down and registered that it was still on your wrist, it was like your fingers physically couldn’t take it off. As much as it pained you to look at it and remember, you couldn’t deny the comfort it also brought you. Fidgeting with the small beads day in and day out mindlessly.

You curl up on your hammock and fight to keep the tears at bay. But you fail today again just like every day since the incident. It doesn’t take anything to bring the sadness on at this point. It just sneaks up on you when you least expect it. Even with a totally blank mind, your subconscious still remembers every ounce of the pain that still lives there.

Another cold night of crying yourself to sleep.

…

Ako grew concerned about you over the passing weeks. She couldn’t believe the story you had told her about what you witnessed. It didn’t make sense. The way Lo’ak was with you, there was no way it was just an act. Lo’ak may have been a lot of things, but cruel wasn’t one of them. It didn’t add up in her mind. She struggled with whether or not she should go confront Lo’ak. On one hand, she felt like it wasn’t her place to get involved. She doesn’t insert herself into your relations. But on the other hand, watching your body and mind slowly wither away with each passing day was sinking her heart. She needed to find answers.

That’s why she’s currently dragging Lo’ak by his arm through the forest right now. She needs to get to the bottom of this so that she can know how to help you.

“Okay, you need to start talking and I mean right now” she says finally releasing his arm once they’re far enough out of the way.

“What are you talking about?”

“What the hell happened the night of the festival?” she nearly screams at him

“Nothing happened! I was set up!” he says doing his best to defend himself.

“That’s not how she described it” Ako retorts crossing her arms over her chest.

“Look, I know that it looked really bad from her perspective, but I swear I am telling the truth! Fea said her friend hurt herself in the forest and I went to help, but then she cornered me. But I pushed her off immediately. You’ve got to believe me.  I would never do something like that.” His voice is pleading and his eyes are sincere.

Ako takes a deep breath sitting on his explanation. That story does make more sense in her mind, but she knows it won’t be any simple task trying to convince you of its authenticity.

“Did you explain that to her?” she asks still somewhat skeptical.

“She threw me out before I could. She didn’t want to hear it.” The defeated tone in his voice doesn’t go unnoticed.

“I…I love her. I could never do that to her. But it’s over…she hates me now.” He slumps back against a tree letting his head fall forward.

“You need to go see her.”

Lo’ak looks up at Ako with doubt, “How? She doesn’t want me anywhere near her.”

“Don’t care. I don’t want to hear it. You haven’t seen her, Lo’ak. She’s a mess these days. She won’t eat or drink or leave her tent. She’s a shell. Even I’ve never seen her this bad before. She needs something more than I can give her. She needs you. Now, move your ass!” her arm stretches to point in the direction of your tent signaling him to get moving.

Lo’ak lets Ako’s words sink in. He wants nothing more than to come running to your side. Thinking about how much you were suffering was torturous to his mind. But how would he get through to you? How would he get you to listen?

“Now Lo’ak!” Ako pipes up breaking him out of his swirling thoughts.

He decided he was just going to have to figure it out on the way. If he wanted this—truly wanted to be with you, shouldn’t he fight for it? He rises from his slumped position against the tree and let his feet carry him to your tent.

He still has no idea what he’ll say or how you’ll receive it, but he just knows he has to try. He owes you that much.

Your tent comes into view in the distance and his pace slows as he feels his resolve starting to fade. Your last night together replays in his mind standing outside of your tent. The anger and suffering in your eyes and the way you shouted at him to get out. It was like he was reliving it again at this very moment. Standing in the same place he stood while he collected his discarded belongings that you had thrown out of your home. A home that he had started to feel like he belonged in too.

His family was wonderful and they loved him and he loved them too, but with you, the two of you had filled the space together. It was both of yours. Losing it was crushing. He wanted to come home. With one big breath, he finally builds the courage he needs to walk inside.

He closes his eyes while he waits for your angry tirade to hit his ears…but it doesn’t. He hears nothing. Cautiously, he opens his eyes to look around and for whatever reason, you’re not home. That’s odd. Ako said you hadn’t left since that night. So where would you go?

He gingerly walks around letting himself reminisce about all the blissful mornings and heated nights he would spend here with you. He makes his way over to your hammock and something catches his eye. It’s the bracelet he made for you.

You never took off this bracelet. Not for one second. Not when you slept, not when you bathed, not even when you kicked him out. He didn’t see it among his things and it brought him a small comfort to know that you held on to it. But now, his heart sinks to his feet. Lo’ak couldn’t quite place why, but he had this awful feeling deep in his gut. Something was wrong. He needed to find you immediately.

He storms out of your tent looking frantically around everyone in the area trying to find your face. But he doesn’t see you.

Ako is walking towards him, “So, what happened?”

He runs to her, “She’s not home.”

“What? Where did she go?” “I don’t know! She was gone when I got here! And she left her bracelet. She never takes this thing off. We need to find her. Now!” panic seeps in and takes over his mind.

“Okay okay, I’ll search through the west side of the forest, you hop on your ikran and look through the east.” Ako tries to stay calm so that Lo’ak doesn’t completely lose himself right now. What they needed right now was not to panic, but to make a plan.

He nods his head and takes off to call and mount his ikran. He’s so frayed, it effects how his ikran flies. Its movements are rough and choppy in the sky, but they take off, nonetheless.

…

What is the point? Why bother keeping this up anymore? Everything is just so heavy. The weight of the grief sitting on your chest is nothing short of devastating. First, your parents, then losing Lo’ak, and now you can’t even find solace in your one simple pleasure. You can only take so much.

You’re completely dissociated from reality while you walk through the forest. You let your body just wander aimlessly through the foliage, around trees, through bushes, and over creeks. The soft moss is a welcome feeling under your feet as you let yourself sink deeper and deeper into the unfamiliar path you’re on. You let the colors of the various flora surrounding you guide you through an untrekked trail.

You didn’t know where you were headed. You secretly wished that your body would take you back to the pond. The same place where you would visit so many nights with Lo’ak just floating until all the world’s problems seemed like nothing more than ripples in the water around you two. Where nothing else mattered but being with each other. If only you could go back in time and warn yourself. ‘Don’t fall for it’. ‘Stick to your gut’. ‘He’ll only break you’. ‘Do NOT fall in love with him’. But that was only a wish and real life is not so forgiving.

Reality is cruel and merciless and does not care for your pathetic wishes of things to be different.

You continue your aimless stroll through the dense forest watching your feet place themselves one in front of the other. Until…the green of the forest starts to slowly fade. The green under your feet gradually shifts into a hard, stony gray. And there is no more soft moss and grass, but now there is harsh, sharp edges of rocks poking and prodding the soles of your feet. Where were you?

You finally find the motivation to lift your head and find out where you had travelled. It was a mountain? No, it was a cliff. Why had your body been called here of all places? Fear gripped your chest suddenly realizing how high up you were. Frozen. Even though you were far from the edge of the cliff, your body stood completely still as if taking even one more movement would result in your tumbling over the edge. And instead of misery, you feel gratitude. You are thankful for the fear because it is better than the all-consuming nothingness you’ve been feeling for weeks now. You’re so desperate to feel absolutely anything that you push the envelope even more and, with shaky legs, you take several steps forward.

One step and then another. You slowly, but surely, bring yourself closer and closer until you can see over the edge of the cliff. Below is a body of water, no doubt with some sharp rocks just under the surface or a shallow bottom. If you fell, that would surely be the end of you.

But would that be so bad? Putting an end to all the misery? No more tears, no more emptiness, no more loneliness, no more suffering, just…peace. You could finally be with your family again and you wanted so badly to be with your parents again. But what would they think of you? If they knew who you had become since their passing, how disappointed would they be? How could you possibly face them again as you are?

But the urge to just put one foot over the edge is…enticing to say the least. Your hand reaches for your wrist only to be met with nothing. That’s right, you took off your bracelet finally and left it at home. You had grown so accustomed to playing with the small beads that not having it now left you feeling more exposed and lonely.

You turn your face up to the sky hoping to find some kind of sign or message from Eywa on what to do. When you drop your head again, a shadow passes over you. When you look up, you discover Lo’ak flying overhead on his ikran. Of course he would show up here right now. He lands blocking your path back into the forest. You’re trapped between him and the edge that you were dangerously close to.

“I’ve been looking all over for you! What are you doing up here? You shouldn’t be here!” Lo’ak calls out before he can even fully dismount his ikran. He starts walking towards you, but you take a step back. “Be careful! You’re too close! Just come over here, please!”

You shake your head casting your gaze down to the ground. This was the worst-case scenario right now. Lo’ak pauses and stays where he is so as to not push you any further back. “Listen to me. Please. I know you probably hate me and I can’t blame you. From what you saw, I know it looked bad, but—”

“Bad? Bad doesn’t even begin to cut it, Lo’ak! You had another girl all over you! And—”

“I know how it looked, but listen to me for fucks sake!” he cuts you off and you hold your tongue shocked. Lo’ak has never taken this tone with you, but it worked in getting you to be quiet long enough for him to explain his side.

“I know how it looked, but you have to believe me, I would never do that to you. It was a set up. She cornered me because she was jealous of you. She wanted what we have, but there’s no way I could give myself to her like I have with you.”

He cautiously takes a step forward and you don’t step back. You let his words flood your head and process. Of course, you want to believe him, but could you really trust that? It would make sense. Fea was always giving you death glares after you and Lo’ak had got together. But you can’t bear it if this was just a ploy to get you back.

“I could never feel the same way about anybody else. Love only feels like love with you.” He takes another stride your way.

Your knees start to tremble under your weight and tears fall directly from your eyes to the stone beneath you. Your heart called for him, it ached for him to hold you. But your mind was still doubtful. But were those doubts heavy enough to outweigh the love you still held for him?

“Sevin…” he’s careful with his tone while he continues to approach you in the same way one would approach an unpredictable, wild animal. “I love you. There’s nobody else I could ever want.”

With that, your body finally gives out and falls to the ground. Lo’ak runs towards you and catches you before you fully hit the stone. He quickly drags you back further from the edge. A swell of emotions rushes from your body as you quake in his grasp. He smooths his hand over your hair and shushes you quietly in your ear. “It’s okay now. I’ve got you. I’m so sorry.” Every word he utters brings a fresh wave of emotions in their wake. It’s too much. It shatters what little composure you were clinging to. You let yourself completely fall apart in his arms and bawl into the empty sky.

…

You finally come to late into the night. You’re back in your tent, tucked into your hammock. There was no memory of you coming home. As a matter of fact, you couldn’t remember anything after Lo’ak confronting you on the cliff. How did you make it home? You finally sit up and look around your home and on the floor next to you is a sleeping Lo’ak. His knees are tucked into his chest and his head is resting on his arms.

After you had crumpled in his arms earlier, Lo’ak had carried you to his ikran and held you while he flew you back home. He tenderly layed you back in your hammock and cleaned your face with a cloth and some cool water. He sat and waited with you while you rested. He had silently vowed to himself that he wouldn’t leave your side.

Your body relaxes in his presence the same way it always did. What are you to make of this situation? Just as soon as you had started to try and think of an answer, Lo’ak had started to stir awake.

He instantly looks to check on you and notices that you’re awake. “You’re up. Are you hungry?” He stands and walks across the room to pick up a bowl of fruit. “Ako dropped this off for you a while ago. We figured that you would need something to eat.” He brings the bowl over to you and hands you a piece of fruit.

You mutter a small ‘thank you’ and take the food. It was true that you were hungry, but you also didn’t have very much of an appetite.

Lo’ak watches you while you eat and sits in front of you cross-legged. “Can we actually talk now?”

You rake through your endless piles of thoughts trying to find a starting point. “Did you mean it?” He looks at you asking you to elaborate with his eyes. “When you said that you…l-love me.”

His ears drop at your doubt, but he couldn’t blame you for that. “Of course. And I’ll say it as many times as I have to until you believe me.” His hand rests on top of yours. You force yourself to not pull away.

“I…I love you too, Lo’ak. But I’m so scared.” Just when you think you couldn’t possibly have any more tears, new ones appear glossing over your eyes. “I can’t take another heartbreak. I don’t have it in me.”

Lo’ak’s hands hold either side of your face while he rises up to his knees. He presses warm, firm kisses to your forehead, “You won’t, tíyawn. I swear it. Never.”

Fresh tears hit your lap, but they aren’t yours. You angle your head up to look at him and now he had tears streaming down his own face. It’s truly a heart wrenching sight. You wipe his face with your thumbs and he leans his face into your touch. “I want to come home.”

A small smile breaks through on your face. ‘Home’. You try to swallow the lump in your throat so that you can actually speak words. But all you’re able to give him is the smallest nod of your head. His smile from your answer is blinding.

“Oh, before I forget.” He looks around on the floor in the spot where he was sleeping earlier and grabs your bracelet. “You left this behind.”

He grabs your wrist and ties the bracelet back on. Feeling the tiny weight on your arm again filled you with a sense of content.

“Can we go to sleep? I’m really tired.”

“Of course, sevin.” You missed hearing that.

You lie back down facing the wall and Lo’ak shifts behind you to settle into the hammock with you. His arm hesitantly rests over your waist. He still radiates that same warmth and safety that you missed, but your messy thoughts prevented you from ever fully falling asleep. Lo’ak noticed too. Every time you would stir in his arms or shift around, he would snap back to attention even if he was dozing off. He didn’t want you to be by yourself through the night. So, if you didn’t sleep, then he wouldn’t sleep.

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A week had passed and you were slowly starting to come back into yourself. Lo’ak never left your side. He stayed with you through your whole recovery period and he loved you the whole way through. He never let a day go by without reminding you multiple times that he loved you. Some days were better than others. Some days, you looked and sounded like your normal self again. Other days, you could hardly get out of your hammock. Either way, he supported you in any and every way you needed.

You were cautious about opening back up to him. It didn’t come easy. It took a lot of heavy conversations and long sleepless nights. You still loved him and you believe that he loves you. What more could you really ask for? But your mind still torments you with the memory of what happened. You need to forget it. You want it ripped from your mind.

‘Fuck it’, you think. You’ve finally had just about as much as you can take of this.

You sit up from your hammock with a huff and look at Lo’ak who’s carving up more fruit for you on the floor.

“Lo’ak, I need you.”

He stops what he’s doing and sets down the fruit and knife. “What do you need ma txe’lan?” He comes over to you ready to attend to whatever you ask of him.

“Lie down.”

Confusion flashes across his face, but he complies anyways. You stand from your spot and kneel down between his legs. You quickly untie his loincloth and tear it off.

“W-what are you—”

“Shhhh…please don’t talk right now. I just need this, okay? Just let me do this.” You say already starting to stroke him. He gets hard almost immediately at your touch.

Lo’ak decides to not challenge you on this and let you have your way with him. You use your tongue to follow the vein on the underside of his shaft up to his tip and swirl your tongue around it.

He sucks in a sharp breath when you wrap your lips around his tip. You slide him all the way into your mouth and bob your head up and down while hollowing out your cheeks. All he can do is watch in amazement you while you go to work on him like your life depends on it. “Oh shit…” He can’t hold back the groans that escape his lips. It had felt like a lifetime since he last felt you and being in this moment right now was like heaven.

Every flash that comes across your mind just motivates you even more. You’ll keep going all night if that’s what it’ll take to finally wipe the memory from your mind.

The sounds that fill your tent are obscene, moans, curses, and slurping.

Lo’ak is slowly losing himself in the pleasure and the smell of your arousal thick in the air makes him that much more dizzy. Your body begged to be filled. You needed that pleasure that you had been deprived of for so long. More, more, more.

You use one of your hands to untie your own loincloth and pop Lo’ak out of your mouth. He barely has a chance to fully take a breath before you’re already on top of him and sinking him into your needy pussy.

“Fuck…” you breathe out as he reaches all the way into you. Your walls spasm around him getting reacquainted with the full feeling.

“Shit, wait wait” he tries to say, but it’s too late. His seed spills out into you and the heat spreads in your core. You stare down at Lo’ak with raised eyebrows and the embarrassment is clear on his face. “Shit. Sorry, sorry. It’s just been so long and between your mouth and the squeezing and—ughh” his hands cover his face trying to hide his shame. But you feel no shame or judgement towards him right now.

“Lo’ak…” you move his hands so that you can see his face, “It’s okay. We’ve got all night.” You smirk down at him and his blushing face. It’s almost comical how fast he gets hard again inside of you. “Think you can keep up?” you tease already starting to roll your hips into his.

“Yawne, you have no idea.” With one swift movement, he had flipped you over so that you were on your back and he was hovering over you. He meant every word too. Lo’ak hadn’t had any type of relief since the last time you two were together and he fully intended on making up for all the lost time.

Your hands guide his face down to yours to meet in a heated kiss. Lo’ak thrusts into you at a slow and steady pace. Every roll of his hips is deliberate and precise and it reaches the spot you need it to flawlessly. He pulls away from the kiss and holds you close to him while he whispers sweet words into your ear. “I love you”, “You are perfect”, “I need you”, “I am only yours”, and so on. You can feel him just pouring all of his love into you. You can’t quite name the feeling that comes over you, but whatever it is drives you to sink your teeth into Lo’ak’s shoulder.

There is an overwhelming, deep-rooted need to have him completely belong to you. A need to make it clear to anyone who laid eyes on him that he was already taken. Even if over time the mark would heal and fade, you’d mark him again and again for the rest of your life if you had to.

The twinge of pain in his shoulder fuels the pleasure and makes Lo’ak pick up speed. You let go of his shoulder and lick the small drips of blood that spill from the punctures you made. He sits up to his knees and holds your hips level with his while he continues to rut into you faster and harder being spurred on by the sight of your bouncing breasts and parted panting lips.

“I love you, Lo’ak.” Your words are breathy and broken, but he still hears you clearly.

“Say it again.”

“I love you, Lo’ak. I love you” you repeat it while you feel your high approaching. “Haah…Lo’ak, I’m going to cum.”

“Do it. Let go for me, sevin”

Your body immediately obeys his command for you and your head falls back while the knot in your body snaps. Lo’ak keeps fucking you through your orgasm, “Just like that.” He can’t stop moving feeling the way your pussy was gripping his dick as if you were trying to milk him for all he’s worth. “Fuck…so good…” his eyes roll in pleasure as he chases his own high. You can tell from how he twitches inside of you that he’s close. You’re desperate for it already.

“Give it to me, Lo’ak. I want all of it.”

That was all he needed to take him over the edge and spill everything he had into you. His hips stutter and slowly come to a halt.

You both take a few seconds to catch your breath before he finally pulls out of you and watches his cum drip out of you and down your ass. You look up at him, “Don’t tell me you’re done already.”

He flips your body over by your hips and says, “You wish.”

…

For the rest of that night, you and Lo’ak went at it nonstop until you both were barely hanging on to consciousness. Afterwards, you both clung to each other while you slept half the day away.

Ako came by to check on you and was beyond relieved to see that you were well. And from the scent burned into your skin, she could tell that you and Lo’ak had finally made up.

“So, who officially lost the bet?”

Simultaneously, you and Lo’ak point at each other and make the same shocked face when you realized.

“You totally lost. You’re the one that said, ‘fuck the bet’ remember?”

“Yeah, but that was after you fucked me, so you lost.” He says lightly poking your chest.

“After you said you wanted to kiss me!” you blush trying to defend yourself.

“Kissing doesn’t count. But if it does, then you definitely lost that night after you fell off that branch” he says with an arrogant smirk.

“W-well, no because….you…I d-didn’t mean to…” you search for a rebuttal, but he had you cornered. You look to Ako for some type of help, but she only raises her eyebrows at you. “Sounds like you lost to me” she teases in a singsong voice.

“Shut up” your blush deepens while they both laugh at your flustered face.

“Anyways, I was going to gather some food. You two think you can leave your love nest for long enough to come help me?”

“Sure thing. Some fresh air will be good.” Lo’ak answers.

The three of you leave your tent and you and Lo’ak walk hand-in-hand into the forest.

[faun-fauna]

[The Ako AU] Pre-incident Aubrey :D

A nervous preteen who loves her friends. Despite her anxiety, she'll always hang out with them. She has a good heart with good intentions, but she's easily swayed her emotions. She's prone to getting stressed out easily aswell. She's pretty close with all her friends, but she's especially close with Mari. Mari will help her out with anything, even if she shouldn't.

She wears a flower crown from Basil everyday, even if they fight all the time. Aubrey knows a lot of flower language because of Basil.

Aubrey has a sweet bunny by the name of Bun-Bun. Bun-Bun has a makeshift cage up in Aubrey's bedroom. Aubrey's mother never got the bunny a cage.

Aubrey's never had a good relationship with her mother, especially after her father left them when she was young. Her mother couldn't cope with her father leaving well and turned to alcoholism. Aubrey's mother blamed Aubrey for the leaving of her father. She was neglectful, and borderline abusive. But, Aubrey could count on Mari to have her back. Mari would never leave Aubrey hanging in a bad situation.

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Aubrey really dislikes getting into fights, they bring her a great deal of stress (which she also hates).

Aubrey likes the little things, like hanging out with friends, the color pink, flowers, sports- mainly baseball, her pet bunny, crafts, and her best friend- Mari. But she likes all her friends!

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Her flower crown consists of 5 main flowers. A red columbine, cyclamens, purple hyacinths, lilacs, and marigolds.

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That's it! :) I don't know who I'll draw next, but I'm thinking I'll do all pre-incident characters before the current and headspace variants (for example: Ako). I'm thinking of Mari, because she's very important.

[kazumiku]

Sides of a coin

13 Hangout

→ 12 Cookies, m.list, 14 Plan

(823 words) Written part below ⇂

Okay, so maybe skipping class wasn’t the smartest solution from the bunch. But it’s not like you’re good with immediate confrontation either. How could you meet the man after that incident? As silly as it is, it shook something in you and prodded at uncharted territory you swore you’d never pursue. 

Thinking had got cut short when someone knocked at your door, and you lazily stand to open it. 

“Tinamad nakong maglakad,” Scaramouche stepped in without a care, tossing his shoes elsewhere as he went straight to plop on your couch.  

“Putangina, may tsinelas dito! Suotin mo, tanga,” tossing it towards his feet, he whines before begrudgingly putting it on.  

“You order me around like a mother.” 

“Pakyu ka rin.” 

Kaveh arrived a few minutes after, with a tired Xiao getting dragged along while grasping on a bag of snacks for dear life. It was endearing, even if the teal boy didn’t want to be there so early since he wasn’t supposed to be out till the afternoon for his own classes. The botanist was the last to make himself at home with practiced ease, bringing over a small potted plant as a gift, as always. 

It wasn’t common for any you to not attend university, so your friends had made a rule about hanging out if any of you decided to do so—everyone drops whatever they’re doing for it, important or not. ‘To make up for lost times’ is the reasoning for the pact to have been made, even though the five of you were practically glued to the hip, so it's rather an excuse to hang out. But it works either way.  

“Nagugutom na’ko,” Tighnari complains as he sat on the floor of your living room next to Kaveh after placing the plant on your coffee table. “I haven’t eaten breakfast yet. Ano dala mo, Xiao?” 

“... Chips,” Xiao sighs, placing the bag full of snacks on the table, next to the plant. “Si Kaveh kasi, he was rushing me. I just tossed in whatever edible thing I could find in my pantry.” 

The offended expression that dawned on the blond’s face was priceless, it made everyone crack into laughter, subtle or not. And Scaramouche was certainly not. He was wheezing like a hyena. 

“Tinatawanan mo dyan, Kuni,” Kaveh hissed, offering the ravenette the middle finger, which was gladly reciprocated. 

“Wala. Ayoko sa bading.” 

That made you roll your eyes in clear amusement, more than entertained to watch Kaveh and Scaramouche bicker. But what’s more entertaining if not joining in? “Sabi sa bading rin.” 

“Di ako bading!” denied Scaramouche, which got him doubtful looks from everyone in the room. 

“Kagabi you were calling me, crying that you miss your boyfriend kasi nag ‘break’ na naman kayo,” Xiao speaks up, exposing Scaramouche without a care, earning him a harmless glare. 

Tighnari chuckles and decides to pipe in, much to the ravenette’s dismay, “Didn’t you ask me what flower language is and which flowers you can use in a bouquet to apologize to him? Simp much.” 

“Oh, so this is a personal attack now? Fuck all of you.” 

Your day would feel this fulfilled if it weren’t for your friends, even if it’s still morning, then it’s a morning well-spent. You almost had forgotten about the incident with Heizou, though that is a worry you’ll spend time wasting on later—bros before hoes, they say! Not that Heizou is your hoe... at least you think he isn’t. 

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“Tas sinusungitan pa’ko ni Hayi kasi gusto pa niya umiyak ako! Anong kink ba yan ante, ganda ko raw umiyak ih,” Kaveh was ranting his ass off once your group changed places, happily chatting within the comfort of your room as he tossed and turned on the bed. 

“What are you, a worm? Stay still,” Xiao groans, having been hit on the shoulder by the blond for the nth time by now. “Kati kati amputa. Dun ka nga kay Nari, inaabuso mo na ako.” 

Tighnari raised his hands in the air, shaking his head profusely as he sat on the opposite edge of your bed with a stack of notebooks beside him, a textbook open in front of his crossed legs and a pen in hand. “Wag, masira ung pagnonotes ko, gago.” 

You and Scaramouche were snickering in the sidelines, cuddling like children while a horror movie goes on in the screen of your laptop. The sound was horrifyingly gruesome Tighnari had to put on earmuffs while studying, while Xiao couldn’t hear shit when Kaveh was practically yapping right beside his ear like a mosquito. 

Moments like these you couldn’t help but cherish, even though each one of you were doing something different, basking within each other’s presence is more than enough. In the end, the others joined with watching the movie in a group huddle, with occasional shrieks from either Kaveh or Scaramouche, which were scarier than the graphic movie scenes. 

taglist; @skaramush, @trashhighwaybird, @b9by

a.notes; the friend groups r actually made by random, just whoever entered my mind first, so now i kinda wanna play out their dynamic and im pretty satisfied with how it turned out

[ratedfleur]

stubborn love, a part two.

filo!kim gyuvin x filo!reader genre ౨ৎ slice of life

pt. 1 | 📝: i love me a man who simultaneously cares for his friends pero mr suplado sa iba 😔 halatang halata ang type LOL, also lmk your thoughts mga bebe 🫶

right after that incident, gyuvin started to ignore her despite living in the same house, making her roll her eyes even if she asks him the simplest of questions like “uuwi ka ba mamaya? iinom ako.” “ano gusto mong kainin? i’ll order in.” “can you book me a grab later? lalabas ako.”

but to her attempts, gyuvin avoids all that like the plague.

she corners him in his bedroom where he’s vulnerable, all cozied up in bed where he thinks she won’t cross that boundary between them.

gyuvin sits up, eyebrows furrowed at her when she sits herself by the side of his bed. “ano?” gyuvin asks, eyebrow raising as he spoke.

“why are you ignoring me?” she asks blatantly.

he shoots her a look, “because hinalikan mo ko, why would you do that in the first place?”

“why the fuck are you asking me that? you told me to kiss you.” she rolls her eyes, “and besides, big deal ba? first kiss mo ba ‘yon? sorry ha.” she says sarcastically before gyuvin pulled her hand towards him, smashing his lips against hers just like what she did to him.

“hindi ka tatahimik?” gyuvin asks once he pulls away, eyes grazing over her flushed features.

she doesn’t speak, as if she was in a trance not until gyuvin’s phone rings, “oh jeon? okay, sunduin ko kayo ni riv— siraulo ka, sober up.” gyuvin said into his phone as he picked it up, talking to whoever jeon was.

she raised her brows at him when gyuvin quickly got out of bed, slipping on a hoodie before running out the door not until he popped his head back into his own bedroom, “aalis ka ba diyan o tatabihan mo ko matulog pag-uwi ko?” gyuvin asked cheekily, making her roll her eyes as she got up, shoving gyuvin in the process as she headed into her room.

“fuck you, ezekiel. fuck you!” she screamed, taking her fake engagement ring and throwing it on her bed, rolling her eyes and cursing gyuvin despite her cheeks still firing up.

[jillaxkalangg]

something happened at work today, ang lala. natumba yung shearwall namin na ako yung nag-inspect. i don't think its right to share photos pero grabe yung kaba ko nung narinig yon. akala ko kasi tao yung natumba from ground floor to basement which approximately 9-10 meters high ;_; hayup kala ko steel man nakakaloka napa-rush tuloy ako sa site, buti na lang walang nagbabakal during that time at wala din naman nasaktan. sayang lang kasi for enclosure na sya at for pouring after, kaso back to zero na naman kasi nagkaroon ng ganitong incident. anyway, di sya kasalanan ng ops pero involved pa rin kami kahit na subcon naman gumawa. next time talaga papalagyan at kukulitin ko na talaga mga subcon na maglagay ng support sa mga verticals na yan nakakaloka

amfee pa nitong ulan, nakakaloka may buhos pa kami this week juskwoah

[thealphabard]

Ty again for the seemingly universal love for my dorky Fish Boi™ Akos. Never really in my wildest dreams did I expect people to like a silly dnd character I made.

I know I'm super bad at engaging with people as a whole, and luckily I've been without incident on it ruffling anyone's feathers but just know I see every single persons response and it brings a smile to my face. I'm trying to get myself to engage with everyone far more than I am, but I have crippling anxiety 😅

[xxfromthestartxx]

Part 2 of daughter reader pls!!

Night Patrol Gone Wrong (Miguel O'Hara) (Part 2 of Rejection and... Comforting...?)

pairings: + Dad! Miguel O'hara x Filipino Daughter! Reader, + Miguel O'Hara x Your Mother

summary: You've been avoiding your crush for a week. What will happen if the two of you talk to each other once again?

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 (COMING SOON)

It's been a week since the incident happened, you couldn't exactly say that you've moved on because truth be told, you still like them. It's hell to you, avoiding them, trying to swap partners for each patrol, being tasked in a mission with them, just anything to do with them.

So now, you're somewhere you could be yourself, ranting and babbling about the latest happenings in your life. It was pointless, yes, but you were really getting pent up these days with your own emotions. It was completely complicated and you don't know what to do yet.

Miguel was pissed, but not that pissed to the point he was hurting you. More like annoyed, pissed. He's been working nonstop for almost 48 hours and now he's listening to you ranting. Normally, he would've listened but with your excessive movements around his office, he's losing it.

"Don't you have a test coming up?" He eyed you suspiciously, squinting his eyes at you. "What test? Wait- we have a test coming up?!" You panicked, checking out your watch and checking your schedule. You've been caught up with your feelings that you forgot your incoming test.

"Don't tell me you forgot?" He crossed his arms, looking down at you. "I didn't forget! I just didn't know it existed for a few... Weeks." You trailed off, cringing at your lame excuse. You purse your lips, looking away and whistling.

"Ay por dios," he pinched the bridge of his nose, "I won't fail so it's okay!" You tried to reason with him. "Really now?" Miguel looked at you, narrowing his eyes at you. (Oh my god,)

"Have a little faith in me, tito! Ano ka ba, ako 'to oh, kayang kaya ko pumasa!" You scoffed, "Ata?“ you bit your inner cheek, "Of course I will, I'm smart! And I could always cheat!" (Have a little faith in me, Uncle! It's me we're talking about, of course I will pass! I think?)

"You're going to what?" Miguel removed his hand on his face and glared at you. "Well, it's not technically cheating...?“ you nervously smiled at him.

"Ay hija! Cheating on your test, who taught you that?“ you cringed at his words, it was like your mother was scolding you for not doing the dishes, or worse, for not watering her plants.

"Kalma, lods. Parang nanay kita ah." He then let out a groan of irritation, "You know I can understand you. And did you just call me 'lods'? What is that?" He faced you with an irritated expression. (Calm down, idol. You act like you're my mother ah.)

"Wala. Anyways, we're not going to cheat, technically." You pucker your lips at him, looking away. "We? Don't tell me you're going to cheat with your friends?" "It's called teamwork!“ you exclaimed. (Nothing.)

"If you get-" "I won't get caught, I'm literally spider-girl." You cut him off with a proud smile. "I'm telling your mom." He threatened, eyes going back to the monitor. "You wouldn't dare." You scoffed, crossing your arms at your chest. He gave you a look before pressing a button on his watch, immediately contacting your mother.

You panicked, scrambling towards him when your mother's hologram popped up. "M/n." Miguel greeted your mother, "Migs, you called?" Your mother's voice rang in your ears, anxiety building in your stomach as you silently begged for Miguel not to tell your mother.

"How's the report on the anomaly?" Your hurt sunk when those words left his mouth, you wanted to swipe away that smug look on his face. "I've sent them back. Oh, actually, I want to talk to you about something." You furrowed your brows at Miguel, squinting at him.

Miguel snapped his neck to his watch once again, "What?" His voice cracked, making you laugh a bit. "Y/n's birthday is in a week and I just want to invite you." Your mother's sweet voice said. "Oh, when is it exactly?" You glared at him, a pout on your face.

"This coming Saturday, after her exams." She replied. Miguel hummed and nodded, "I'll swing by if there aren't any crucial anomalies." He answered, turning his back at you. You let out a dramatic gasp, feeling offended that he turned his back at you.

"That's all, Migs?" Your mother asked, "Oh, and is Y/n there? Please tell her to come home so that she can review for her up-coming exams." Miguel turned to you, "Yeah, I'll tell her." He nodded, glaring at you like he was delivering a message.

"Thank you, Migs." She thanked him, "Oh, almost forgot, we're still on tomorrow night, right?" Your eyes widened, jaw gaping at Miguel. He quickly removed his gaze from you, turning his back and answering. "Of course, yes." He stammered a bit.

"Great! See you." With that, the call ended. "You're going on a date tomorrow?!" You gasped, furrowing your brows. "With my ma!" You continued, crossing your arms against your chest.

"I thought you wanted me to take her out?" He faced you, his face red. "Yeah! But you didn't tell me you're going on a date tomorrow!" You huffed. "Am I supposed to?"

"Yeah! You need my permission to date her, duh. And what time will that be?" You asked, glaring at him. "Around 5?" He sounded unsure, "Where are you going?" You questioned next.

"Is this really necessary?" He asked back, crossing his arms around his chest with an embarrassed face. "Yes!" You replied, liking how he is acting so strange in front of you. "Aren't you supposed to be home right now?"

"Where will you bring my mother?" You asked, this time, more sternly and you held a straight face. "Her favorite restaurant." He answered, sounding more confident than ever once again. "Which universe?"

"Okay, you gotta stop. I'm planning on going into your universe to pick her up. Yes, I have a car ready for our date tomorrow. And I'll bring her back before 12." He answered, sighing once he was finished.

"Okay, great! Bring condoms, and her favorite flower is (name of flower)!" You smiled sweetly, nodding at him. "What?" He stared at you, his ears turning red. "I'm just saying, you might bring the least favorite and most boring flower of all time, so."

You shrugged, completely nonchalant about the date. "Well, gotta go before my mom gets antsy and all that." You waved, creating a portal back to your universe. You walk away, waving until you've reached the portal.

"Bye!" You called out, leaving Miguel stunned as he processed what you have said to him. "Well, that was… eventful?" Lyla popped beside Miguel, a smile on her face. "Don't."

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"Mama!" You called out, rushing into the kitchen. "What is it, nak?" She answered from the kitchen. "What's for dinner? Oh, and I'll be patrolling the city with Mary."

"Mary J.?" She asked, "Ann. Mary Ann, ma." You answered with a laugh. "You could've said you're gonna go with Phantom." Your mother chuckled, shaking her head. "So, what's for dinner?" You walked by her side, taking a peek of what she's cooking.

"Bulalo," she answered, scooping a little soup with the wooden spoon and blowing it before ushering you to try. "Lika, tikman mo." (Come here, have a taste.) You looked at it before blowing, then taking a sip. "Mhm, I like it." You hummed, taking the spoon from your mother but she swatted you away.

"Ay, mamaya na. You need to patrol the city pa, diba?" (Ay, you could eat later. You still need to patrol the city, right?) She reminded you, "Come back home alive." She continued, glaring at you. "I've stocked up your serums in your room, I went to the grocery earlier."

You nodded, grateful for your mother. "Thanks, ma." You give her a kiss on the cheek before your holographic suit has taken over you. "I'll be back for dinner." You waved at her, grabbing the plastic bag from the trash can.

You opened the window with your other arm and went through it. You webbed yourself up before you touched the ground, given that the apartment you're living in is on the third floor. You threw the plastic bag into the pile of garbage and swung into the city.

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It's been half an hour already and your patrol partner hasn't arrived yet. You were sitting on the edge of some building, looking out for crimes at this hour. You managed to stop 3 crimes in just half an hour, mostly theft and one kidnapping.

"MIA, contact Phantom." You ordered your AI in your holographic suit. It picked up and when it did, you showed no mercy. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" You shouted, annoyed that she hasn't showed up yet.

"I have an emergency, Webs! I have an assignment due tonight, I couldn't go patrolling." She huffed, the sounds of paper everywhere audible. "Well, does someone will take your place at least?" You asked, squinting your eyes when you saw a familiar silhouette.

"I don't know. Big boss man was the one who assigned my replacement." She replied, "Oh, and he says sorry whatever that means." She continued, "Well, gotta go, I still have a lot to revise." With that the call ended. You huffed in annoyance, rolling your eyes.

"Wait, sorry for what again?" You mumbled as the silhouette got closer. That's when it clicked. Your eyes widened and your heart sunk. Shadow. Them. You froze as they landed beside you, the mask covering their face. "Uhm.. hello?"

You cleared your throat, looking away. "Just wait till I report this to Director Fury." You mumbled, standing up and pushing yourself to the edge, then swinging away. They let out a gasp, surprised by your actions yet they followed you, flying with ease as they transformed into their shadow form.

You swung faster, eager to get away from them; but it looks like they were determined to talk to you. You let out an annoyed click using your tongue, teleporting somewhere else. It was a dirty trick, yes, but you're desperate. You let out a relieved sigh, your heart beating fast and your eyes dilated.

You took a couple of deep breaths, leaning somewhere as your eyes got watery. "Blood pressure and breathing are unstable, do you wish to inform your mother?" MIA, your AI asked. You shook your head vigorously, a strings of "No" leaving your lips. Your ears were ringing, you never got close to them until this point for the past few weeks and it's dealing a lot of damage to you.

"Call Peter." You managed to order the AI, your voice cracked. "Hello?" Peter's voice was muffled by your own breathing, "Hey, Pete… uh, I need to crash your place for a minute, I can't breathe.." your voice was getting out of hand and your emotions are too. "What? Okay, just, teleport safely."

With that, you teleported to his room, kneeling down as you tried to breathe. You felt a hand on your shoulder, your suit gone as you looked at the owner of the hand. "What happened?" MJ was there, engulfing you into a tight hug. "It's okay, we're here."

You shuddered at her touch, hugging her back as you breathed heavily. Once your breathing was stable, you pulled away, your eyes still glossy. "Thanks for letting me crash your place, Pete. But I gotta go… I need to finish patrolling the city. With them, apparently." Your voice filled with venom.

"Is that why you had a panic attack?" Peter asked, his voice filled with worry and concern. In the back of his mind, he knew this would happen, your crush, his best friend, already informed him that they will be the replacement for tonight's patrol. Peter already reminded them to take things slow, but by the looks of it. They didn't take his advice.

"Yep, anyway, I need to go before they arrive here. It's only a matter of time until they realise where I am." You gave MJ a kiss on the cheek and Peter a hug before you teleported away. "I'll come back if things get worse."

You teleported to some random rooftop of a building, your suit covering your body once again. You jumped, swinging by the buildings and letting the wind hit your body. It was nostalgic, the first time you've swung with, the first person you told, the first person to find out. It was them. And it hurts.

You came to a stop, the building the two of you always stop by every patrol. You hated it, how you always come back to that building without even noticing it. How memories flood whenever you see it, how you memorised the ins and outs of the abandoned building with them. You hated the feeling, it was like your guts were being twisted.

You hated how you didn't go away, instead, you sat where you usually sat. Your hands tracing the embarkings, it was the first letter of your name, then beside it was a heart, the heart they embarked using their small knife. You traced it, your eyes getting watery. You took a deep breath, looking away from the carvings and standing up.

You recalled the nights where the two of you sat together, how you questioned what you meant to them. Those days when you want to ask them: "What am I to you?", "Do I have a chance to be with you?", Or "Do you see me the same way I see you?" Those questions floating in your head once again.

You let out a shaky breath, grabbing a sharp stone and crossing out the letter alongside the heart. You held yourself together, dropping the stone as you jumped to the edge. You caught yourself in time as you webbed up. You let out a small laugh when you almost ran into a building, though thanks to your skills you didn't.

It was a matter of time before the two of you met again. This time, you stood your ground, though all you did was look away. "Mukhang may utang pa ako sayo, ah." (Looks like I still owe you something, huh.) They said, the two of you were now walking side by side on the sidewalk. It was a rare thing to see, two superheroes conversing like a civilian would on a sidewalk.

You blinked a couple of times, still looking straight ahead. "Ha? Anong utang?" (Huh? What do you owe me?) You asked, shifting uncomfortably. "Look, I'm sorry. Gusto ko lang naman ibalik yung mga binigay mo." (Look, I'm sorry. I just wanted to give you something back as a payment.) Your heart dropped, you didn't want to discuss this out in public. You couldn't.

Your next words were out of your control, maybe it was the guilt? Maybe it was your self-pity? But you didn't mean it. It was a lie. "Wala, okay lang. Hindi ko naman pinersonal." (No, it's okay. I didn't take it personally.) Inside your head, millions of thoughts were shouting at you, for you to take it back, for you to tell the truth yet you laughed it off. The heartbreak, the breakdowns you've got, you laughed it off.

Like it didn't matter to you, because they were there. You lied for their own good, what about yourself? How could you do that to yourself? To top it off, they let out a nervous chuckle, staring at you. "And you don't need to give me something back, I did it because you deserved it." You continued, the mentions of the gifts breaking your heart furthermore.

The music box, the letters, the bracelet, the things you gave them anonymously. "Thank you." They replied silently, their eyes still on you as you held yourself together. "It's nothing." You casually said, though inside, you were on the edge of crying. Weeks of avoiding and this is what you do when the two of you talk? It was pathetic.

"Well, is that all?" You tried your best not to let your voice crack, yet you failed. "Because I still need to get home for dinner." You reasoned, walking faster. "I'll walk with-" "No!" You snapped, stopping in your steps. You looked at them, shaking your head, "I meant, no, thank you. I can just teleport back. You should go home too." You babbled, backing up as you pointed somewhere.

"Alright, bye." And with that, you teleported back to your room. Quickly removing your suit as you leaned on something. Catching your breath and trying to make your heartbeat stable. "Tangina naman, Y/n. Ginagago mo ba ako? Anong hindi pinersonal! Iniyakan mo yun! Iniiyakan mo yun!" ( Y/n, are you making a fool out of me?) fisted your hair, leaning down, as tears started brewing in your eyes.

You let out a choked sob, shooting a web to your blanket and yanking it over. You buried your head deep into the blanket, screaming furiously. You were so sure that your mother heard you at this point, but it hurt too much for you not to deal with it. You pulled away, taking a deep breath before you pulled your knees closer to your body.

"Argh!" You groaned, wanting to punch something yet you still kept it inside because you knew you could break something. In these kinds of moments,where you feel alone and no one to reach out to, you always ask yourself how you got into this kind of situation. How you managed to bury a hole and for you to blindly walk into it.

You heard a knock from your door and you heard your mother call you out. "I'm fine, ma! I'll be out in a-" you were cut off when Miguel opened the door. "Tito!" You exclaimed, wiping away your tears and standing up. "What are you doing here?" You asked as your mom appeared behind him. "Lyla told me that your heart is unstable."

"What? My heart isn't… unstable…?" You choked out, gripping your blanket tightly. "Aye, amor. It's okay, cariño. Your mom and I are here." He entered the room as you rushed to him, he engulfed you into a tight hug as your mother joined in, kissing the top of your head. You sobbed, shaking uncontrollably as you hugged yourself, leaning your head into your mom's chest.

"I can't.. I don't know what I did, I'm so stupid- I lied to them for their own good- why…" your words were muffled, yet you talked your mind out. You needed to, you wanted to. You never told your mom about the situation but you knew she would understand, you hoped she would.

Miguel looked at your mother, expecting her to say anything yet she didn't, she held you with such care. The opposite of her when he first met her, how she was about to beat him up into pulps until he explained everything to her. It was a funny story for another time. She hummed a tune, a tune you knew too well, you tried to hum along but the way you were shaking, it sounded like you were whimpering.

Miguel's heart dropped at this, he doesn't know what happened but the last time he saw you broke down, it was about your crush. He hated the sight, it wasn't the usual shine he always sees. It was always that teasing smile, how you annoy him about your mother and how you always babble something to him.

So, there the three of you stood, your mother and Miguel providing warmth that was seeping through your heartbroken heart. It makes you melt, it makes you feel relieved that someone is there for you. You felt safe, you felt warm. You didn't even noticed that you were starting to fell asleep, you were just relaxing that you didn't notice your surroundings blacked out and snores left your lips.

It took a second for the two adults to realise that you were asleep already, they looked at each other. Miguel nodded as he gently carried you to your bed. Your mother followed behind him, gently tucking you in as Miguel watched the scene. She kissed your forehead as she tucked you in your bed, adjusting the blanket on top of you.

"She's been crying a lot this week…" She said, looking back at Miguel. "I know it's not your place to talk, but if you know, please make sure she gets through all of it with your help. I don't want her to suffer alone." Miguel smiled at her sweetness, gently taking her knuckles and kissing it.

"I promise you, amor. I'll be there for her."

a/n: Hi guys!! I'm still open for requests and here are some fandoms I'm in so feel free to add some requests!! (JJK, Haikyuu, MCU, ATSV, Nimona, Genshin, Sk8 the Infinity, TOH and many more!!)

[tigre-edi-rawr]

Week 43 - Monday

Currently 5:48AM and still can't sleep. What the heck kailangan ko pumasok sa office today, good luck nalang talaga sa antok ko sa byahe pa-Manila! Huhu.

6:36 - Still awake and getting cranky. I really hate mondays!!!!!!!!!

10:15 - Woke up.

Got to eat delicious food today. Money burn. Pero tangina solid nung subway chipotle sauce! I enjoy that as lunch. The bonchon ultimate bibimbowl satisfied my korean food cravings. Super bloated today! I hate eating too much na talaga, I feel lazy. Next RTO magbabaon nalang talaga ako ng pagkain, para tipid. Nakakapagod, antok na antok na ako.

My day was fucking shitty! I had no sleep. Hungry. The moment I opened my laptop, they said my project had incident raised by business, my mouse's battery ran out, AT TANGINA NATAPILOK AKO SA HAGDAN SA MAY STARMALL ALABANG!!! Buti nalang hindi ako nagderederetso pababa 😭 buti may mabait na magjowa na tumigil para alamin kung okay ako.

Shitty monday. Wala pang masakyan pauwi. What the fuck talaga!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[wiseulwrites]

Promoting my wattpad story about reincarnation

Hello, this is a tagalog wattpad story I'm writing. I just started it and so far it has 5 chapters. I hope you can give it a try especially those that are into comedy, romance, fantasy and isekai(reincarnation) stories! link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/285628387-alora-leventis-lady-master-isekai

Alora Leventis: Lady Master written by chunchuniegal

"What will you do if you only have one chance and one life left to live?"

Reincarnation is believed to occur when a person dies, and they are reborn in a different body to live a different life.

Tana was just 24 years old when she met her end. Her life wasn't, and never was, filled with flowers and roses, so she didn't feel a slight hint of regret. And when she woke up, she found herself in a place called the Eternal Realm, where souls go to cleanse and reincarnate.

However, an incident occurred, and she accidentally brought an Eternal Keeper with her into the mortal world, putting her dear life in danger. In order to prolong her life, they must find a way to stop it and make her one remaining chance at life in the world a little more worthwhile.

However…

"St-stop! Hindi mo ako pwedeng mahalin.."

He grabbed her arm to stop her from leaving. "I won't stop, and that's not for you to decide. I love you. I love you so much that I can't breathe when you're not by my side, when I can't see you. I love you, Alora. Mali ba 'yun? Hindi ba 'yon pwede?" His face was filled with pleading desperation.

"Please, just stop! This is wrong! In the first place, I shouldn't have met you!" Her words were different, but her tear-streaked face told a different story.

"Why…"

"Do you really want to know why?!" She rubbed her face in frustration. He didn't answer, just stared at her as if lifeless.

"B-because I'm dying… I'm going to die, Lucian… that's why…"