#best way to meet Filipinas

[filipinos2meetapp]

What Are the Top Filipino Dating Sites for Genuine Connections?

With the rise of online dating, finding meaningful relationships has become easier, especially for those seeking international connections. If you’re interested in meeting someone from the Philippines, exploring the top Filipino dating sites is the best way to begin. These platforms connect people with Filipino singles, whether for friendships, romance, or long-term relationships. In this post, we’ll walk you through the benefits of these sites and how Filipino2Meet can make your search more fruitful.

Why Choose Top Filipino Dating Sites?

Using dedicated platforms for Filipino dating offers several advantages:

Cultural Matchmaking: Connect with people who value Filipino culture, traditions, and lifestyle.

Global Access: Allows individuals from different countries to meet Filipino singles online.

Focused Interactions: These platforms cater to people genuinely interested in Filipino connections, leading to more meaningful conversations.

User-Friendly Features: Many sites provide chat rooms, video calls, and advanced search tools to enhance communication.

Verified Profiles: Most top sites, including Filipino2Meet, prioritize user safety by verifying profiles to prevent scams.

Features to Look for in the Top Filipino Dating Sites

When choosing a site for dating, these features can make your experience smoother:

Simple Signup Process: A hassle-free registration ensures you can begin your search quickly.

Search Filters: Filters for age, location, interests, and relationship goals help you find the right match.

Mobile-Friendly Design: A responsive app or website allows you to stay connected on the go.

Messaging Options: Whether through chat, video calls, or virtual gifts, good communication tools are essential.

Safety Features: Look for sites with strong privacy settings and verified user accounts.

Why Filipino2Meet Is One of the Top Filipino Dating Sites

Filipino2Meet stands out as one of the top Filipino dating sites with its exceptional features:

Targeted Matchmaking: Filipino2Meet focuses exclusively on Filipino singles and people interested in them.

Verified Profiles: Enjoy a safer environment with genuine users, reducing the risk of fake profiles.

Global Reach: No matter where you are, you can connect with Filipino singles with ease.

Interactive Features: The platform offers tools like messaging, virtual gifts, and video calls to enhance your dating experience.

User Support: With 24/7 customer service, Filipino2Meet ensures your queries and concerns are addressed promptly.

How to Maximize Your Success on Filipino Dating Sites

Create a Compelling Profile: Use clear photos and write a detailed bio about your interests and what you seek in a partner.

Be Respectful: Filipinos value respect and sincerity. Approach conversations with genuine interest and politeness.

Stay Consistent: Engage regularly on the platform to increase your chances of meeting someone compatible.

Utilize Search Filters: Narrow your options by using search tools to find users who match your preferences.

Leverage Communication Tools: Use video calls or gifts to build deeper connections beyond just messaging.

Conclusion

Finding the right platform for dating can make a significant difference in building meaningful relationships. With so many top Filipino dating sites available, choosing one that offers authenticity, safety, and advanced features is essential. Filipino2Meet is a perfect choice for those seeking genuine Filipino connections with ease and reliability.

Ready to meet someone special? Explore Filipino2Meet today and discover how easy it can be to connect with Filipino singles from around the world!

[kuroppiii]

Hi! I saw your Brazilian reader and I was wondering if you could do it again? This time its Sugawara x Filipino reader where she is an exchange student from the Philippines? I hope this is ok, thank you!

  binibini ᵕ̈       sugawara kōshi x filipina!reader ˎˊ˗

⋮⋮ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ⿻ : japanese boy tries to ⋮⋮  harana no clickbait

📋 content     ♡ # 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 🐮     ♡ # 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 🥛     ♡ # ~850 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 ( wow i got carried away )

🎶 on shuffle “ mundo ” - iv of spades

🧸 directory  ‹ ✩  like what you read ? check out more of my blog !  •ᴗ•

💬 kuroppiii ─ “ SOBRANG OKAY YAN ! started doing backflips when i first saw this nonnie , salamat sa request mo 🫶 i hope you like it !!! ( i ' ve said this before but my tagalog isn ' t the best :,) so pls correct me nicely if i ' m mistaken anywhere ! ) ”

sugawara was spacing off the day you arrived

he didn’t even catch when the teacher announced their section has just received a new transfer student

but what he did notice, was how stunning you were once you walked into the classroom

like the grip on his pen goes slack and it rolls off his desk and onto the floor clattering (😭😭😭)

he quickly picks it up before looking back up to find which desk you just sat down at

he sneaks glances at you the whole rest of the period

AND WHEN YOU ACCIDENTALLY CATCH HIM 🫠

internally he panics and freaks out and almost shuts down completely bc what if you thought he was looking at you bc he thought you were weird or something

when that is DEFINITELY not the case!!!

so on the outside he gives you a warm and reassuring smile

if you smiled back before looking to the front of the classroom again

you’d miss how his ears have turned an excruciatingly obvious shade of red

he’ll ask around about you during volleyball practice, specifically with the other third years

“have you seen that new girl in your classes too?” [sugawara]

“which one?” [asahi]

“y/n? the one from the philippines?” [daichi]

“the philippines?!” [sugawara]

he had no clue (since bro was not locked in when the teacher first introduced you)

now he’s wondering how you’re getting by, coming to a completely new country and all

can you speak the language here? are you having a hard time? can he help you with that?

sugawara’s such a gentleman, he can’t help but worry for your well being!

(he especially can’t help it when you look so pretty whenever you pass him in the halls in-between classes)

sugawara isn’t necessarily a shy guy, so he eventually (bc granted it took a few days for him to muster up the courage) comes up to you one day at the end of class

“hello! how is school here for you so far?” [sugawara]

“oh! um, it—” [you]

“MY NAME’S SUGAWARA BY THE WAY OR YOU CAN CALL ME SUGA EITHER IS FINE.” [sugawara]

yeah he totally nailed that. went totally to plan

“my name’s y/n. nice to meet you sugawara!” [you]

you know enough to talk to him oh my god you’re talking to him so he feels more encouraged to keep talking to you more!

whether that’s after class, or in passing in the halls

or for instance he’ll eat lunch with you if he ever sees you eating alone while you’re still in the process of making friends after your initial transfer

shows interest in what baon you have packed for the day

always eager to listen to you talk about where you’re from and your stories from back home

as you talk, he listens sooo intently with the most admiring look on his face "he wants that cookie so fucking bad"

if you get hung up on finding a translation for a word, he’ll help you through it

is quickly looking up translations of words in tagalog on his phone under the lunch table

he thinks you don’t catch it but you totally do he’s not slick

(despite this, sometimes you make it into a little game)

“so it’s like mcdonald’s?” [sugawara]

“nooo! jollibee isn’t a… a… ? oh, what is it in japanese—?” [you]

“franchise? like more than one shop?” [sugawara] (furious typing can be heard)

“no, it’s the person with makeup.” [you]

“mascot? the one in a costume?” [sugawara] (more aggressive backspacing and typing as he occasionally glances to something at his side)

“almost! the one with big shoes!” [you]

“clown? pasayo?” [sugawara]

“yes, clown! thanks suga!” [you]

(your smile is so cute as you thank him for helping you that he feels like he can melt right then and there) (you knew the word for “clown” the whole time)

asks ukai like every week if his store is carrying any of the snacks or foods you’ve mentioned—chippy, clover, piattos, mang juan, pancit canton—anything he can get his hands on to see your face light up when he surprises you with it

will watch any teleseryes you recommend

and when he sees the whole harana courting deal on those shows, he’s like “ok bet”

that’s how he’s going to turn this friendship to something more!

will start offering to walk you home sometimes, and if you live with family members he would try to get good on their good side and always politely waves hi to them when he drops you off

writes you small and cute notes in class or slips them into your bag when you’re not looking as his own kind of love letter sitch

and when he’s ready to really shoot his shot

he has kiyoko to help him fold origami flowers (real ones would’ve been harder to hide in his bag) so cute i’m sobbing </3

and before he drops you off one day, he might not feel confident enough to sing to you 😭

butttt instead he finds popular filo songs and queues them up to play from his phone in his pocket

then he gives you the flowers <3

“p-pwede ba kitang maging boyfriend? (google translated "can i be your boyfriend?")” [sugawara]

🗒⋆ *. ୨୧⋆｡ taglist : @akaakeis , @19calicos , @berrisweet kumusta lovelies ;)

[empress-simps]

hi po, pleaseeee do a harry x filipina!reader fic bc i am so deprived of writing like that

Hi darling! Thank you for your request🥰I’ve wanted to write something about a reader being filipina but I haven’t really got anything in mind yet. I made this more of like snippets/head canon type? I just think it’ll really highlight the filipina! Reader better. I hope you don’t mind, Enjoy! (It’s a bit crack-ish hihi)

Harry Potter with a Filipina! Reader

“My gosh, ang lamig dito.” (it’s so cold here)

You shivered, walking towards the great hall with your fellow Filipino students, staring at the interior and overall admiring the place. It was completely different from the Philippine Wizarding School, from the uniforms, infrastructure, ambience, and down to the weather. The uniform you had did little to protect you from the harsh air of the Highlands of Scotland.

You were sent by your school from the Philippines to Hogwarts to be a part of an exchange student program for a year. Hogwarts also sent selected students to the Philippine Wizarding School to learn different techniques in spell casting, potion making, and how the different the countries are in terms of culture.

Scanning the great hall, you saw a bunch of students with curious glances, you felt yourself get a bit self-conscious. “Beh, look!” Your friend whispered to your ear, tugging your uniform before pointing in a certain direction with her lips discreetly.

“Ay shet, ang gwapo.” (Oh shit, he’s handsome)

You blushed as your eyes wandered in the Gryffindor table, looking at an oblivious Harry who was talking to Ron and Hermione. Glaring at your friend playfully, you pinched her side, making her wince. “Aray!” (Ouch!)

Hermione was sent to be your guide in your first day and luck seemed to be on your side as Harry tagged along with her to help

“Hello, my name is Hermione! Professor Mcgonagall assigned me to tour you around Hogwarts.” She smiles, holding out her hand. You took it and shakes her hand. “Nice to meet you, Hermione. I’m Y/n.”

“I hope you don’t mind, but my friend was insisting to come along with me.” She had a knowing smile on her face as she points to Harry beside her. You felt your cheeks heat up, it was the guy earlier. “Ah it’s no problem.” You smiled at him.

“I’m Harry.” He held out his hand, you took it, beaming at him. “Hi Harry, I’m Y/n. Nice to meet you.”

Harry wouldn’t admit it, but Ron and Hermione know he developed a small crush on you as time went by.

It took Harry several months (much to Hermione and Ron’s dismay) to ask you out on a date.

“Y/n! Wait!” Harry ran, as he tried to catch up with you as your friend chats with you, walking to the great hall to grab lunch. Both of you turned, “Uy, Harry!” You smiled as your friend shot you a teasing smile.

“Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?” Excuse me? Did you hear that right? “Like, as a date?” The words fell out of your lips before you can even stop it, making your friend snort. “Ang landi, ha.”

Harry blushed, scratching the back of his neck as he looked away. “Y-yeah…”

“Of course, I’d love to.”

Harry was the one who confessed he likes you first. Of course you were happy but if he wants to be with you, he has to do it the Filipino way.

After a month of dates, he decided to confess his feelings to you.

“Y/n, gusto kita.” He blurts out on a random study date you guys are having. Your eyes widened as you blushed. Harry, speaking tagalog? Since when?

“H-how…?”

“You could say that I’ve been secretly practicing…” He chuckles nervously, your heart filled with warmth.

“Gusto rin kita, Harry.” She grins, seeing his eyes light up. It was definitely worth it talking to other Filipino students to practice his pronunciation when he saw the look on your face.

“But you need to court me first. It’s a Filipino thing.” You giggled, seeing confusion wash over his face.

When you go back to Philippines for a vacation, best believe he will tag along with you.

Your parents love him, and he quickly became part of the family.

“Aba, so handsome naman! Come inside, anak!” Your mom ushered him inside your house as your dad carried both of your luggage. Shaking your head, you laughed at Harry’s reaction.

 You mostly spent your vacation touring with him around your province, taking him to beaches, making him ride a jeep, trycicle, and playing with your little cousins.

Your uncles also made him sing on the karaoke, and he was shocked when all your family are great singers. (Harry wouldn’t like to sing in front of your family again thank you very much)

Your family will dote on him, making him try various filipino foods and making him tons of what he liked.

“Harry, anak! Come here, try this! It’s called chicken adobo.” Your mom beckons him over in the kitchen, wanting him to try what she cooked. Since Harry isn’t used to the hot climate of the Philippines, you can always see him sporting a white sando and shorts, a handheld mini electric fan always in his hand, his hair a bit messy, and cheeks quite rosy due to the heat.

Safe to say adobo, sinigang, and lumpia quickly became his favorites. He will beg you to make them when you’re back in Hogwarts, since you decided to transfer. They also managed to convince him to try balut and dinuguan (although that will be the first and last)

You made him try some Filipino snacks too like Piattos, Clover, Pancit Canton (his favorite), Chicharron, as well as kikiam, fish ball, and tokneneng. Harry bought a bunch of snacks for your friends to try when you get back to Hogwarts.

Blushes when you call him nicknames like gwapo/pogi/mahal

“Pssst! Pogi!” You whisper, trying to catch his attention during a class, Harry blushed as he turns to you. “Ano nanaman?” (What is it again?) He rolls his eyes playfully, trying not to show you the effect you had on him.

“What’s the answer for number 5?”

“Amortentia Potion, may kiss ako maya ha?” He grins cheekily. (I get a kiss later, okay?)

“Sige na nga.” (Fine)

Both of you were hit in the head by Professor Snape.

He learns Filipino just for you; but most of his knowledge are just from hearing you swear.

“Mahal, why do you always say Put-“

“Harry, no-“

Will be absolutely floored when you hand Malfoy his ass back to him.

“Dami mong alam, Malfoy!” (You know a lot, Malfoy)” You scoffed, Draco was being a git to Harry again. Draco raised a brow in surprise.

“Huh?”

“Hatdog.” (Hot Dog (filipino inside joke ig))

He frowns, face turning red. “You making fun of me, L/n? Speaking gibberish again, I bet.” He tries to make fun of you, awaiting your reaction.

“Tanga tanga ka kasi kaya ‘di mo alam.” (You’re dumb that’s why you don’t know (it))

Draco was about to hex you, but you were faster.

Ron gawked as you punched Draco, other Filipinos who transferred hyping you up. “Eyyyy! Y/n lang malakas!”

"Merlin, I'm so glad she's in our side." Ron blanched,Harry visibly winced as you landed a solid punch. You scoffed, seeing him and his goons run away before turning to others.

“Why do you even tolerate his poor excuse of bullying?” She frowns, looking at Harry.

“You guys won’t survive Philippine schools.” “Just what exactly happens when there’s a fight in your school?”

“You don’t wanna know.”

[isagrimorie]

I love that Ahsoka just doesn't like staying indoors on her own ship:

And I love how Sabine took down two tie fighters in a very Mandalorian way.

And then Sabine's unapologetic but very angry march back up and tells Ahsoka she got 'em.

Ezra points out that the ship being down puts a dent into their plans, and Ahsoka says: "Not with that attitude!"

AND THEY TAKE THE HOWLERS. In a way, that's very similar to Rex and Ahsoka being on Wolves too

Filoni finally got his image of Ahsoka on a wolf-like horse:

I love the long-awaited rematch with Morgan (Diana Lee Innosato), Innosato is really good martial artist, and to see her finally get to move the way she can it was great to watch her fight!

Also, she's half-Filipina! And I think it uses Kali in this fight!

But also love that Morgan was doing this for Dathomir because her people will once again live. Dathomir will once more thrive.

For some reason, Morgan doesn't blame the Empire for the genocide, possibly because it was Dooku and Separatists.

I've heard it said that when Sabine heard Ahsoka and reached back to her in the last episode, it was Sabine's Awakening.

It was also fitting. The more Sabine was in a fight, the better she was with both the lightsaber and the Jedi instincts. It was a very Mandalorian way into it.

She's like Nynaeve from Wheel of Time. She needed specific conditions to access the Force. There's no better way for a Mandalorian to do so than in the middle of battle.

And once Sabine knows she can do it, doing so again wasn't difficult.

She's been doing it in steps -- sensing someone, the way she's been dodging lightsabers and blasters and referring it back. And the final act, Force telekinesis.

Force pushing Ezra was now easy because she'd gotten over her block. Or at least, she knows now how to get around the block.

But also, Sabine fulfilled her mission. She got Ezra home. Of course, she would prefer to be on that journey home but getting him back to the main universe and Lothal, is what Sabine wanted.

Ahsoka and Sabine jumping off the cliff to be lifted back and parrying the blaster shots from the wing of T6 was chef's kiss. What I wanted from live action.

And then, of course, there's the Ezra and Hera reunion, with Chopper recognizing him first.

I got so emotional with that, but I WANTED A HUG DAMMIT. THAT'S HER SON TOO!

Unfortunately, for Ashoka and Sabine, despite their best efforts, Thrawn is too far ahead, and they're stranded in the new Galaxy.

BUT

MORAI IS THERE. So, Ahsoka's meant to be in this Galaxy, on Peridea.

Because apparently there is the statue of the Mortis gods! The Father, the Son, and the Daughter, whose head has been destroyed.

And in season 2, we will discover what this is all about.

I think Sabine saw Force Ghosts here, whose Force Ghost could be Kanan's, but also we know, Anakin is there.

FORCE GHOST ANAKIN. And I love that they're smiling at each other.

BRING ON SEASON 2!

But also, MOTHER AND SON MEET AGAIN

[anotherwvba]

WVBA Fighter Profile: Star Mika

Star Mika is an original character of @cyrah-is-cool101 and appears in this story with permission. I've made some changes to the character to better suit my story, but with the approval of her creator.

Ring Name: Star Mika

Nickname: The Heroine of Mabuhay Justice

Ranking: Minor Circuit Unranked

Record: 6-1-0 (4 KO) (44-0-0 with 26 KO as amateur)

Hometown: Iloilo City, Philippines

Real Name: Mikaela Tiongson

Age: 17

Height / Weight: 5’9” / 183 lbs

Hair / Eyes: Black / Blue (both often change for cosplays)

Attire: white sports bra with teal trim; teal trunks with white trim; pink gloves with black palms and cuffs

Theme: “Moonlight Densetsu” (Instrumental) by DALI

Biography:

The daughter of a Filipina female gymnast and African-American businessman, Mikaela’s path to the WVBA came by following a longtime friend. Born in the Philippines, her family moved to Brooklyn, New York when she was in sixth grade. It was there she would meet eighth grader Paulie MacKenzie, a young man now known to the world as the WVBA World Circuit Champion Little Mac.

Initially following in her mother’s footsteps as a gymnast, a sport at which Mikaela excels, Mikaela hit upon the school’s boxing club by chance one day and met Mac. WIth a lack of support for gymnastics at the school and encouraged by Mac, she would sign up for the boxing club. She would pick things up quickly and forge a fast friendship with Mac. Mac even gifted her a pair of high school competition gloves, teal gloves that she still has, when she became a freshman.

She would fight as an amateur through school, amassing an impressive record, before turning pro last year, inspired by Little Mac’s success in the WVBA. When the WVBA announced a Women’s Circuit would soon be starting, Mikaela knew what she must do.

Outside the ring, Mikaela is totally unassuming. A diehard otaku, especially magical girl anime, with a love of Filipino cuisine, Mikaela is a kind-hearted young woman who is friendly almost to a fault. She has a strong sense of right and wrong, and that has followed her into the WVBA. Adopting the ring name Star Mika, the self-appointed magical girl of the boxing ring, she despises foul play in the sport and goes out of her way to face those fighters. As one of her heroes might say, “WIth the power of the stars, I will punch you!”

Boxing Style: “The Starlit Striker”

A star gymnast and a talented boxer, Star Mika is as nimble and agile as any of her magical girl heroes. She aims to dazzle and overwhelm her opponents, taking the fight to them while actively defending and countering when she can. While she’s not the strongest fighter out there, her punches are solid and the number of blows her opponents will likely suffer will definitely add up.

Like many of her anime inspirations, Mika does have her ace-in-the-hole, her ultimate technique, the “Maiden’s Meteor”. It is, however, a feast or famine technique. A powerful uppercut-left hook combination, “Maiden’s Meteor” can knock down any foe, but it can be stopped, though the window is short. The uppercut can be avoided, but if it lands, her opponent’s ability to defend the left hook that follows is slim and the chance of avoiding it is nil. However, if Mika misses both blows, she’s wide open and vulnerable.

Star Mika uses her own athletic skills and the inspiration from her magical girl heroes to be an incredible force in the ring. She combines the grace and agility of a gymnast, the striking of a practiced boxer, and the flamboyant and fun flair of a magical girl. This leads to a dazzling fighter that is hard to hit, swarms all over you, and looks for that one mistake where she can stun you and land a flashy flurry that leaves you out cold. And if you bend or, worse yet, break the rules and tarnish the integrity of the sport, well… simply put, if you face Star Mika, best to be on the right side of justice.

Power Punch: "Maiden's Meteor"

A hard right uppercut that lifts her opponent just barely off their feet, then a left hook to the cheek while they are airborne.

[lifewithmai]

Dress the Revolution: Hiraya Pilipina Empowers Women with Their Eye-Catching Statement Pieces

Angela Palma - November 16, 2023

Photo by Instagram/Hiraya Pilipina

"if the message speaks for you, it is made for you" - Cleo Loque (2021)

Women's empowerment has evolved through the years, and it has continued to expand, which has made the community and feminist group larger and larger. The growing awareness of women's empowerment signifies an important change in societal perspectives and promotes the growth of an advocacy community dedicated to gender equality. 

Wearing statement pieces that show power through print, such as Hiraya Pilipina's products, is one way we can show our support and advocacy for women. Hiraya Pilipina, as a women-owned business, understands the challenges that women face on a daily basis. As a result, they put in a lot of work to create products that encourage women to embrace their unique selves and feel empowered. In the long run, Hiraya Pilipina is a brand that inspires women who are struggling to feel confident. 

PHOTO BY INSTAGRAM/CLEOLOQUE

Cleo Loque, the founder of Hiraya Filipina, is a student who manages both her academics and her brand. When Cleo was just entering Grade 11 of her senior high school years at San Beda University-Rizal, she launched Hiraya Pilipina and issued its first catalog in July 2019. "To spearhead my own growing business makes me feel like a proud mother who sees her baby grow, blossom, and make an impact on the community," she said when asked about being a current young female CEO. 

Cleo Loque sees her company as a lifestyle, a "home to women-empowering products." "Hiraya Pilipina is all about community. It is our vision to build a community of Filipino women across the globe who can see our brand as a safe space for them to listen and be heard," Loque stated. The CEO makes it clear that anyone can wear their empowering t-shirts. Loque emphasized that Hiraya Pilipina's goal is to create a brand that not only offers empowering products but also fosters a sense of belonging and support among Filipino women worldwide. By building a community, the brand aims to provide a safe space where women can share their stories, find inspiration, and empower one another. Additionally, Loque emphasizes that the empowering tees are inclusive and available for anyone who resonates with their message, regardless of gender identity. Their vision is to create a global community of Filipino women who see the brand as a safe haven.

Some of Hiraya Pilipina's famous best-selling prints are "Abante Babae" and "How are you". Not only has become a symbol of empowerment and solidarity among women, encouraging them to move forward and break down barriers but also promotes their health and well-being. Their eye-catching designs and low price make it a popular choice for those looking to make a fashion statement.

As for Hiraya Pilipina's Future products, Cleo Loque stated that "Although we started with statement shirts, masks, and bags, we are no longer leaning toward fashion. Our direction now is to improve women’s intimate care in the Philippines with our products such as nipple pasties, boob tapes, and hair removers. Soon, we’ll venture into period care and wellness. That’s the direction we’re going." 

Hiraya Pilipina stands as a symbol of power in a world where fashion meets empowerment, joining stories of strength and unity into every print and design. As Cleo Loque puts it, "If the message speaks for you, it is made for you." Hiraya Pilipina's inspiring pieces transcend simple fashion; they embody a movement, inviting everyone to be part of a global community advocating women. As the brand confidently moves forward, expanding its range of products, it continues to redefine what it means to dress for a cause—a cause that speaks to women.

Sources:

-https://www.candymag.com/features/hiraya-pilipina-a1716-20210331-lfrm

-https://thebeat.asia/manila/venture/startups/gen-z-ceo-cleo-loque-on-championing-women-through-hiraya-pilipina

[alyllaa]

‘One, two, connect!’— South Korean Boy Group ENHYPEN, who wrecked numbers of chart-topping music charts and billboards, sold out thousands of album copies and is now called “The Future Powerhouse of K-Pop,” became the newest Ambassadors of the Local Brand Cosmetics’ BYS’ as it celebrated their 10th Anniversary at the You be You Campaign. Their members Jungwon, Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Ni-ki promote the products as the campaign’s main ambassadors. Released last 2022 on the 1st week of October, it was the teaser of the Korean Boy Group promoting the newest collaboration with BYS called “You be You.” The brand “BYS” offers quality and affordable makeup and skincare cosmetics best used for Filipina skin. Moreover, the collaboration with ENHYPEN and BYS propounds the idea of setting new and playful experiences to create, innovate and empower users to be their best version of themselves by using these products that paved the way to a powerful collaboration with Enhypen.

The Collaboration line itself contains products that have seasonal versions depending on which color palette you’ll tend to choose from. Upon purchasing kits, you’ll be able to get a ticket for their Fun Meet that happened last December 3, 2022, at the Araneta Coliseum. In conclusion, their fandom name “Engenes” purchased thousands of kits to have the chance to see the K-Pop idols in person and created waves of purchases in the first week resulting in multiple-tier sellouts. One of the reasons was the golden ticket that happened to have a special chance to see the K-Pop Idols up close. Engenes initiated restocking tickets for the seats, which indeed did the marketing strategy work, and served its proper job.

With its strategy, the collaboration products and the fan meet did have a win-win marketing. With how the products have been purchased in the side of the Cosmetic Brand, and the chance to see the K-Pop idols in their very first Manila Fan Meeting Experience was beyond uproar and created a frenzy not only in the fandom but almost in all K-Pop sanity in the Philippines. Media Manipulation, as far as I could analyze, could potentially be present in this advertisement collaboration. Being physically present during the fan meet event—the handling of almost everything was negligent and reckless, very unorganized. Considering the number of fans present during the event deceived by the fruitful teasers and posters, they sure milked out the idols by carelessly managing the event and the advertisements. 

But with all things considered, it cannot be denied that the fact it was broadcasted to different channel sources of the country—mainstream, online, and social media platforms were shaken by how the marketing of the collaboration advertisement became viral and controversial at the same time—it was indeed an effective play of advertisement. As an engene myself, it sure made the group well-known in a broader reach of the audience not only in the K-Pop world but also in the whole country.

References

ONE, TWO, CONNECT! BYS marks 10th anniversary with ENHYPEN. (2022, December 5). Manila Bulletin. https://mb.com.ph/2022/12/05/one-two-connect-bys-marks-10th-anniversary-with-enhypen/

Admin. (2022). ENHYPEN Celebrates A Decade of BYS Cosmetics Philippines. Philippine Concerts. https://www.philippineconcerts.com/fanmeet/enhypen-bys-cosmetics-philippines-fun-meet/

Corp, A. (n.d.). Next Gen K-Pop Group ENHYPEN Is The New Face Of BYS Philippines! Metro.Style. https://metro.style/beauty/makeup/enhypen-for-bys-philippines/33937

[allthingsdarkanddirty]

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Firefighter by day, drag queen by night.

This one of a kind standalone romantic comedy in the Queerly Devoted series by Sarah Robinson is a boundary pushing bisexual romance as firefighter Mike Dougherty—stage name Madame Michelle in drag—meets Isa Reyes, a Filipina crisis management professional who has no interest in adding any more drama to her life.

Isa Reyes is five foot two and exists solely on her father’s lumpia and her mother’s cynicism to fuel her sixty hour work weeks in crisis management. When she’s not working behind the scenes on the latest political scandal, hostile corporate takeover, or bailing a client out of jail, Isa finds herself sitting on the sidelines of her best friends’ lives. Always the bridesmaid, never the bride, Isa is tired of watching life pass her by and is determined to find the perfect alpha male to ride off into the sunset with.

In walks the alpha male of all alpha males—Michael Dougherty, lieutenant firefighter at DC Fire & EMS and Mr. July in the charity firefighter calendar, and her new point of contact for her contract. It’s her job to fix the department’s reputation and he’s there to give her everything she needs…in more ways than just professional. But there’s a lot more to Mike than meets the eye and when she runs into him on stage in a very different context, she realizes that everything she thought she wanted in a man might be in question.

Battling the expectations of her family, the professionalism of her job, her lifetime living on the sidelines, and the pull of her heart, Isa navigates her own stereotypes as she takes a leap onto center stage.

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[girlpocalypse]

Tragedy! Tragedy? Tragedy.

(CW: Disability, gender, sexual harassment, accidents, death, race, gun violence, seagulls)

“I'd make a pretty good beginning of a thriller right now,” I think to myself.

"Be careful so close to the edge," my partner says in response to my fluffy-haired selfies by the water.

I am considering how far to roll down the windows while I sit in my car to write something after an afternoon at the beach. (By write I really mean use speech-to-text. I have an autoimmune condition that causes pain and fatigue in joints and connective tissue as well Fibromyalgia which effects nerves and *also* causes pain, making typing difficult sometimes. Usually I will speak things out loud and go back and edit them a few sentences at a time.) I want to maximize airflow in my idle car by leaving as much space in the cracked-open windows as possible while still being narrow enough to keep a man's arm out. In my mind's eye I imagine a faceless stranger unlocking the doors, holding me at gunpoint, and demanding that I drive us away. Preventing this kind of situation is something I think about virtually every day.

I write most of my favorite things and take most of my favorite photos when my phone is running out of battery and I am in a race with time to get to a charger. Today I did both. Somehow, I made it to 25 without a whisper of ADHD until my self-diagnosis; a classic tale of the American public school system (capitalism) only serving those who it was designed to protect (white cis hetero men). I am a textbook case: a dysfunctional ADHD brain often saves its best ideas for when there's a deadline or something to avoid or a phone that's imminently going to die.

I realize what an wild tale, thriller, or headline I would make in this moment:

Local disabled, bi, Filipina, spoonie entrepreneur, singer, oversharing lady-Realtor Barbie found dead in the same body of water where she found a 26-year old man just a month prior.

I stop writing this because three men are congregating near my car.

One man is older, white, and likely transient. The other two are younger brown and Black men. I wonder if I'm going to need to drive away because their conversation is getting loud. They notice as I roll up my windows and check that the doors are locked. I reflect on whether my feelings of uneasiness are for the right reasons or if I need to check myself and my biases. I consider whether those two younger men are safe in present company and if I should stick around in case there's an incident perpetrated by the white man where my intervention or documentation is needed, or if CPD is called to "help." I decide to give it a beat and reassess. I check to see if I have any cash to give in case the first guy needs something to eat. I don't.

I look down to write a little more, and when I glance back maybe ten seconds later they have all moved down the sidewalk, away from me by the length of a couple storefronts. It becomes clear that they are just neighbors shooting the shit on a lovely Chicago day. That's why it was so loud among the three friends: their joy.

These men moved simply to let me know that I was safe. One of them meets my eyes in a way that says, "Hey fam, we see you." Another's eyes are a low-key apology: "Sorry if we scared the shit out of you!"

I feel safe. But I do keep my car windows up.

I reflect on the difference between the eyes of these men in my community who moved for my comfort, and how I remember the eyes of the fish fryer and butcher: Fellow Asians, two men in their late teens or early 20s whose eyes met mine in a way that made my body freeze and my heart race as I perused the flavors of Yan Yan at the end of the aisles. I was there with my mom at what she still called the Oriental store (it was like 2003 so we're letting it slide).

When I recounted to my Mom how these men chopping fish in the back had been ogling my ten-year-old body, she told me that the thing I should do is meet their eyes to let them know that I see them watching me and that I'm not afraid. "But what if I am?"

She clarified: "That's okay, all that matters is that they think you're not scared of them." She explained to me that this tactic could take away some of their power.

I have such gratitude for that lesson from my Mom. I think of her each time I meet the eyes of men who are taking up space that isn't theirs, when I feel their eyes on me in that way that makes my body freeze and my heart race. I look at men in public and hope they cannot tell that I am faking my bravery.

AOK was last heard from by her partner who observed her location on a map at the Lakeshore path between Foster and Hollywood beaches. Upon noticing her remaining 5% battery life Anna reported that she would check in when she reached her car and got to a charger. She was never heard from again, just like Noah Enos, whose body she had discovered in the north branch of the Chicago River at a Pride event on June 17th, one month prior.

Instead of Dead Anna, the story of my evening alone at the lake concludes with uneventfully sitting in the car for an hour writing this story, perhaps feeling some kind of hope for the crisis that is toxic masculinity and misogyny in America in 2023. It's much less interesting than the true-crime podcast version, but that's okay.

I will always carry Noah with me, I think. I haven't yet figured out how to grieve for a stranger whose life was lost so senselessly. We should all have the chance to live a long, full life. Young people should make it to their 30th birthday.

Please consider sharing your location with those who are invested in your safety. Travel with your phone charged and a spare battery. Make sure someone knows where you are supposed to be. Send your people "I love you," messages when you get home.

I am pleased to report that I didn't fall off the edge into the lake unbeknownst to my loved ones never to be heard from again! Instead, I got to experience all the mundane, beautiful moments of this day:

I got to see a trio of seagulls throw down over what looked like a beak full of Doritos from a tremendous distance. I watched in horror as one of the cheddar dusted delectables tumbled through the sky into Lake Michigan in slow motion, accompanied by the saddest, most guttural cry of deep loss from the bird with the face full of tortilla chips, fighting for its dinner.

I get to cackle to myself about such things that no one else notices, even if it outs me in public as the truly feral weirdo woman I am.

I get to send "I made it home," texts to the people I love.

I get to fall in love again and again, go on adventures, eat dessert, walk my dogs, take too many photos, and collect my little observations in my notes app about things that I am so struck by that I can't help but write about them. Amid mundane ugliness, I get to parse out the pretty parts. I get to marvel at how incredible the world can be just as it's falling apart. 

In a wild turn of events, this reporter was able to recover photos and poems from just moments before the phone, and Anna herself, died. They are decent.

I am happy I didn't die today.

Just as I shift to drive away, I get boxed in by a firetruck. There are raised voices and I hear an EMT say they're going to have to batter down a unit door in an adjacent midrise apartment building. I brace myself and wait for something awful, but luckily, there are no additional tragedies for me to bear witness to tonight.

I'm going to drive home now.

I'll text you when I get there.

I love you.

-AOK, 7/24/23

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[goodvibesandsunglasses]

depayse-flaneuse​:

“Oh, don’t fret. I can get by with water.” Perching herself in a chair, Nia combed her fingers through dark tresses, a small smile playing on her lips at how he flitted about. One moment in distress and the next he’s a perfect host. As he explained their dishes, dark hues flickered to his face, foreign warmth spread in her chest. For some reason it suddenly felt so domestic- how attentive he was towards a simple shared breakfast. Thinking back to his earlier texts she had the sneaking suspicion he might be trying to woo her in some way. A thought which didn’t upset her in the slightest- even if she had potentially soiled it. His explanation swayed off course, but she didn’t mind. It was endearing. He was endearing. “I’ll have chopsticks, please.” Not wanting to dwell on negative topics she merely smiled. “It all looks delicious. I had no idea you were such a chef.”

Helping herself to miso soup she indulged in a quick sip. “I may not be the best cook-��� An understatement considering she was barred from her roommates kitchen, “but I will find a way to return the favor. It just may have to be non food related.” Or I’ll need to purchase it. Scrunching her nose at the thought she suddenly looked at him with determination. “I’ll think of something.” A promise more so to herself than him. “So what can you tell me about yourself?” Resting her chin on her palm she tilted her head curiously. “I feel as though there’s so much you know about me after the interview while I know very little. I mean, you already know I was raised by nuns.” Pressing her hands to her cheeks she tried to mask heat coloring her cheeks at how frazzled she’d been in his shower. Still, she pressed forward. “You’re like a mysterious goose.”

“Oh no what I meant”, he said as he passed the chopsticks over to her “is that I just cut the fruits”. As much as he’d loved to say he’d cooked all of this before she got here, it would be a huge lie. Besides, his offer had not been calculated at all. He’d thought about her, wanted to see her and offered to meet up. However the fact that she was planning to return the favor in her own way didn’t fall on deaf ears because after all, spending time with her and getting to know her was exactly what he wanted. Of course though, his mind was in the gutter. How was he supposed to get through breakfast without picturing the menu what she could do it? “My cooking skills are somewhat limited because I only have time for that on weekends. During the week, Amelia either orders for me or there’s some work lunch to attend. My nanny taught me a few things when I was younger but I forgot most of it because of lack of practice. She’s Filipina like my mother, she’s knows plenty of recipes from her country”. He pointed at his sleeve tattoo, which was always hidden underneath long sleeved shirts at work , but was now on full display.

“Me a mysterious goose?”, he laughed. But she was right. They’d mostly talked about her during the interview so other than his job, she didn’t know much about him or his life. She cared enough to ask though, and that made him smile, not to mention he was glad they silently agreed not to dwell on that awkward moment. “I mean, I’m from L.A., I have three sisters and thank God one of them is younger than me, I like road trips and swimming. I’ve lived here most of my life but I did spend some time abroad after college on missions for disaster relief and I also worked on a hospital ship for a couple of years”. He grabbed one egg roll with his chopsticks and popped it into his mouth. Ryan had always been sensitive to people suffering, especially children, so the path he followed after graduating high school made sense to all those who knew him. He’d even convinced his father to create the foundation back when he was fifteen so it was a real honor to run it today. “Is there anything else you’d like to know?”

[hecateslefthead]

Saw your reblog with your opinion on the rep in the new MH. Sorry to sound rude, but I have a question about the Asian (who is not Asian-Romanian, she's supposed to be Asian-AMERICAN) Drac (particularly Filipina Drac, assuming G3 Drac is Filipina not Taiwanese in the cartoon since Filipina!Drac came first): While it is possible technically as you said, there's this thing that could be a problem: Something that people would usually be bothered by in media: Dracula is a predator who hunts prey. The Philippines was already dealing with Europeans invading them, with the Spanish, around the same time Dracula was. He'd have to go on a business trip (which probably wouldn't happen due to circumstances), or he'd just go there to get a wife. Basically, he'd either hypnotize/manipulate/seduce Draculaura's mom, or he'd just turn her against her will. What would the others say about that? Probably that he's an invader and kidnapper who stole and assaulted one of their people. Maybe he'd escape, but maybe he'd be killed as a punishment, as Filipinos (like most people) were not welcoming to Europeans. So possibly it could work, but the story would probably not be happy if it even had a happy ending, as Draculaura's mom would either be a victim of abuse essentially, or she'd genuinely like him but have a tricky relationship.

Like I pointed out, usually the mere idea of "European man going to non-European country just to exploit the people or get a girlfriend" would make people uncomfortable.

P.S. Taiwan would have just been "China" back then (I know they're independent now, but I'm speaking purely historically here so I repsect Taiwan's independence), unless this Drac is from the present and not the past. Also, some people have hypothetically suggested her dad meeting her mom on a business trip, which unlike with the Philippines, could happen in 1600s China.

As you said it could happen, what do you think would be the most likely way this would happen? (Preferably answer with possibilities for both Filipino and Taiwanese/Chinese.

Draculaura is canonically adopted by Dracula, and has been since gen 1 (though gen 2 left this a bit ambiguous). I brought up this in my original response; it is very much possible that Draculaura is simply Asian because of her biological parents' heritage, and when she was turned and adopted by Dracula, she adapted to his customs and thus developing an accent because of this (and small note, it is stated that her accent is more Hungarian-based). Also, the movie and the cartoon are separate entities despite still being a part of the same gen. They have different approaches, and the movie is different from the cartoon entirely. And on that, even so in gen3 Dracula and Draculaura don't live in the human world, where they would be from would be different.

As much as MH divulges into cryptids, monsters, the macabre, etc., their main demographic are children. Bringing in human history to a version of Dracula that isn't being depicted like this in the first place is odd at best and, to be curt, disturbing at most. Respectfully, it is disgusting bringing up real, intense, and tragic events in human history when this is a franchise for children that could be as young as three years old. MH has never been historically accurate and never prided itself as such, and when they do bring in history, the lore is usually re-contextualized and fictional. (Ex: the Brothers Grimm) Racism as been a part of MH (Lagoona being a saltwater getting discriminated by Gil's freshwater parents), as well as always having anti-racism messages.

Speaking of Dracula, once again MH is child-appropriate so he wouldn't be interpreted as an enchanting seducer like older depictions. None of those traits would not apply. Being the most famous example of vampires, he has been interpreted and depicted in many ways, and this is simply just one of them. If anything, Dracula would've loved his wife in MH's depiction.

[chifuyusgangshirt]

Ho! Imagine a reversed Manila Timeline. Where it's Takemichi that Izana turn into a Shinichiro 2. Mikey knows that Izana kidnapped Takemichi (I don't know if Izana will kill Emma here). 12 years later, Mikey receives the photo + letter from Takemichi about this spot in Manila . He goes to filipina and we get the reversed situation. A black haired Takemichi (with the same hair cut than Shinichiro) , who looks SO tired but who has this kind and geniune smile "hey Mikey-kun, it has been a while."

:,)

This is so interesting. I know I say this a lot but you all always write interesting shit so...

anyhow, as I said I thought about this reversed roles alternativ universe often because when I first saw and heared how Izana recated to Shinichiro, or how people started comparing takemichi with him again so often in this arc I was super sure takemichi will be his victim and we might get a future where he awakens to being a criminal again, this time more under Izana's control and mikey and him being super estranged.

I would have loved this turn of events. Don't get me wrong, the manila timeline was the one I liked best because of mikey's and takemichi's meeting. But how cool would it have been if Mikey would be the one trying to get Takemichi back on the right path. We would need a new way to make him travel back in time and I think rather than being the Takemichi in this situation we would just end up with two manipulated people but yeah, I just like the thought of Izana and Takemichi having a deeper relationship.

If they would have meet sooner and talked more I'm pretty sure Izana would get attached to him and if the normal plotline continues like in the original timeline I guess Mikey would end up staying to protect Takemichi, chasing his other friends out instead of killing them.

Maybe we would still have the final stand-off with mikey pleading to either go and leave the gang or he would kill him.

[haravath0t]

Mahal Kita

Pairing: Loki x Filipino!Reader

Warnings: none, just fluff! 

A/N: Ahh! It finally arrived! My first ever Loki drabble, or a Loki work in general! And it’s a Filipino!Reader too! What a combination! I’m so so excited to have been able to have do this drabble for my lovely @tomholland-96 ! Thank you Lex for being so enthusiastic about my culture! You have no idea how much I appreciate it! I hope you enjoy this as much as I do writing it! Happy readings, everyone!

*Translations will be in bold and italics!

“Nanay! Tatay! Hi! Kumusta po kayo? Okay na ba kayo?” (Mom! Dad! How are you? Are you guys okay?) You say, excitedly, beaming at your phone screen before you set your phone down on a sturdy place to Facetime your parents while you continue to set up ingredients for tonight’s dinner.

Loki couldn’t help but take his eyes off of the book he was reading to watch you. He even smiled a bit as you laughed with your parents and showing your parents the food that was steaming nicely from the pan, the nice scent filling your nostrils. It was easier to filter out the chatter coming from all sides of the table, since you already had him up in his head. He really admired the way you openly grounded your culture, and even became rather interested in it.

“Okay ma, pa, kakain na ako! Naghihintay na ng guests ko!” (Okay ma, pa, I’m going to eat now! My guests are waiting!) You say to your phone as you put the dish on the big serving plate. “Sige, anak! Nandoon ba yung boyfriend mo? Kailan makikita namin siya, ha? Gusto ko makita kung gwapo ang future asawa mo!” (Alright! Is your boyfriend there? We need to see him, ha? I want to see if your future husband is handsome!) You mom teases, earning a laugh from you. “Oh my goodness ma, isang araw po, mas gusto namin kung in person na ng meeting ninyo.” (One day, we’d rather meet you two in person) You say, shaking your head. Loki then closed his book and got up to help you put the plates and utensils on the table, making you smile and thank him. “Alright ma, pa, tatawag ko kayo bukas!” (Alright ma, pa, I will call you both tomorrow!) You say waving at the screen, smiling more when your mom and dad wave back.

“Oh, sige anak! Mag ingat ka, ha?” (Alright, you take care!) Your dad says, earning a nod from you. “Opo, Tatay! Ingat din! Love you, bye!” (Yes, dad! Take care too!) you say hanging up the phone and making your way to the table with the team waiting for you. “Alright you guys! Dig in!” you exclaim, smiling when the team quickly takes some adobo or sinigang. You laugh as you see Bucky and Sam fighting over who can get the bowl first, or Tony casually eating some of his sinigang with the rice. You took a seat next to Loki, who was quietly and patiently waiting for you. “Here, my darling, I gave you some rice on your plate,” he whispers, kissing your forehead. “Thank you, love,” you say, looking at him with a grateful smile before the two of you dig in.

Loki had been eyeing you as he helped you put the dishes away, biting his lip nervously. He doesn’t know why, but this question has been itching on him for quite a while. So, with a breath, he asks.

“Darling?”

“Yeah, my love?”

“Ummm… I have something that I would like to ask.”

“Go ahead!”

“Can you teach me tagalog?”

You get surprised by this as you put the last dish away, looking over to see the poor guy nervous. You couldn’t help the smile and giggle that left your lips. “Can I ask why?” you were getting more and more excited by the second. Loki was now scratching the back of his head in embarrassment. “You see, I thought I could impress your parents with it. When we go and meet them. I’d find it rather shameful and disrespectful if I didn’t at least know about your heritage and your language. Even if it’s a little.” He reasons, causing you to smile even more and walk to him so that you can cup his cheeks and peck his lips. “Well, if you want to darling, then I don’t see why I can’t try. If anything, I’m actually so so happy that you actually want to learn something about it.” You say happily, making Loki reciprocate a small and soft smile back. “Well, I am relieved,” he starts, holding your hand so that you two could go to his room, “Because, you see… erhm… I did try to learn it myself, the language that is. I searched the local midgardian libraries, even asked Stark, but, I believe I don’t think I’m making much progress. I suppose it’s more assuring if my Filipino significant other helps me.” “It’s hard to find a perfectly good definition for some words, but I’ll help you!”

And so you did, you and Loki sat next to each other on the bed, going through basic phrases like “Kumusta po kayo?” (How are you?) “Ako po si Loki” (I am Loki) “Maraming salamat po” (Thank you so much) and so much more. If anything, the god was actually progressing quick, so much quicker than you thought, that you both decided to take the rest of the night off to watch a corny Filipino movie on Netflix (A Kathryn Bernardo and Daniel Padilla movie, of course). You were both now laying down in your room, watching the movie on the TV in your lover’s arms, hugging his form while nuzzling your head into his neck. You were smiling in content, still quite happy that Loki was so committed to make a good impression on your parents.

He was now combing your hair as you and Loki made fun of the lines, but still kept watching; a newly found guilty pleasure the both of you surely will have in the future. You didn’t realize, however, that your tiredness is getting the best of you, eyes subconsciously and slowly closing and open as you slowly succumb to sleep. “Y/N? Darling? How do you say I love you?” Loki asks as he watches the characters confessing their love to each other. “Mmmm...mahal kita…” you mutter softly as your eyes start to stay closed a bit longer. 

Loki looked over at you and couldn’t help the smile that had appeared on your face. You were so beautiful and cute, and you were comfortable in his arms and his touch. “Ah… seems like my precious Filipina must take her rest then…” he whispers, more to himself, before he leans over towards your almost sleeping form. “Goodnight, Y/N, my darling, mahal kita.” Loki whispers in your ear softly with a smile before he covers you both in blankets. “Mahal na mahal kita, Loki.” (I love you so much, Loki) is the last words you say before you are completely asleep in Loki’s arms. Loki, despite the rarity of him sleeping, tries tonight. Admiring you in front of him, he whispers, hoping you’ll somehow hear: “Sana… sana sapat ang pagmamahal ko sayo.” (Hopefully my love for you is enough)

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[greengrayeyeswrites]

shit-faced in love (chapter three)

Title: shit-faced in love

Pairing: Corpse Husband x OC (fem!youtuber!reader)

Word Count: 1,151

Warnings: Mental Health/Mental Illnesses are a big topic in this story. Mentions of depression, bpd and other mental illnesses. Angst, Fluff.

Note: This may be a Corpse x OC story but feel free to insert yourself into the main girls role. If Corpse ever announces that he doesn’t like fanfics about him, I’ll delete this.

Prologue — Chapter 1 — Chapter 2 — Chapter 3 — Chapter 4: Here

— — —

Imogen’s hair was messy, her make-up was smudged and her feet were feeling weird. She looked for the outside area of the airport so Buddy could go to the toilet. Her mind was racing, while she waited for Buddy to finish his business.

Then she searched the sleeping capsules and booked one for three and a half hours. Finally on her own in her own, private capsule the twenty-eight year old could finally relax.

She laid on the little bed, checked her social media and soon fell asleep. The jet lag was killing her. She flew eight hours into the past and it took its toll on her.

Buddy was lying on the floor on his cushion and was gently snoring away. Imogen’s whole body relaxed, while she laid on the bed, the quilt covering her whole face. 

She was glad she didn’t have to go through security once more. Her checked-in luggage was already on it’s way to the next airplane. 

Imogen almost slept through her alarm, when Buddy wouldn’t have woken her up with a wet kiss on her cheek. She exited the capsule and went to the closest restroom to refresh her and fix her make-up. 

Looking fresh and clean she entered the next airplane. The flight to Houston only took three hours and Imogen reached the lone star state at 3:30 am. 

To call Imogen tired and fucked was an understatement. The woman was completely wrecked, and felt sleep deprived. She had been flying through different timezones and was wrecked.

She almost fell asleep, while waiting for her luggage. But Buddy woke her up right when her carrier rolled past her on the treadmill. She quickly took it down and went to the rest room once more, freshening up.

She didn’t want to stand across of Baylee looking like a homeless person. She redid her whole make-up, put some peach-colored blush on her cheeks and redid her eyeliner, the wing looked even more pretty than before. 

With some finishing touches she looked at Buddy and nodded. „Ready to meet Baylee in real life?“ She asked the dog, that only tilted his head. 

Walking through the doors to the arrival hall, Imogen’s heart started beating faster and she nervously looked around.

She had facetimed with Baylee a lot and have seen her pictures. She knew how the woman looked like; yet here she was nervous about meeting Baylee for the first time.

Imogen’s hands were shaking and she held tight onto Buddy’s leash, when she saw a sign that said her name SAD-MOGEN the sign said and Imogen chuckled. 

She looked at the woman holding the sign and immediately recognized her. It was Bayle Macasa, her best friend. The smile on her lips was even prettier in real life than through the screen. 

Imogen slowly walked up to her, unsure of what to do. But once she stood infant of the smaller girl, the urge to hug her overwhelmed her and she crushed Baylee in a hug.

„I can’t believe I’m really here!“ Imogen almost cried, while holding Baylee in her arms. Her best friend, her backbone, her favorite person was standing right in front of her. 

„And I can’t believe you’re here!“ Baylee said and her voice send a shiver down Imogen’s spine. „Your voice is even prettier irl!“ The Irish woman was out of words, when she felt Buddy tug on its leash. 

„Oh, right!“ Imogen tugged on Buddy’s leash and the Siberian Husky walked a step forward. „Baylee, this is Buddy. Buddy, this is Baylee!“ Imogen introduced her dog to her best friend and vice versa. 

„Hi Buddy, it’s nice to meet you!“ Baylee bend down and let the dog sniff her hand, before she petted him. „Whoa! His fur is even softer than I imagined it!“ Baylee laughed and Imogen nodded. 

For a split second Imogen forgot that it was three in the morning. But while she followed Baylee through the George Bush Intercontinental Airport she started yawning. Baylee looked at the taller woman.

„You must be super tired“, the Filipina started and Imogen nodded. „I’ve travelled so many different time zones in the span of sixteen hours… I’m completely wrecked.“ 

Baylee laughed. „How about I drop you off at your AirBnB and we’re going to explore Houston once you’ve had a handful of sleep?“ Imogen looked at her dark haired friend and nodded. „That would be fantastic, Bay… I’m so sorry but Buddy and I are dead.“

The two women started laughing and walked to Baylee's car. „Completely understandable. It’s not everyday, that you cross the Atlantic Ocean!“ Baylee chuckled and opened the trunk of her Jeep. 

After they load the car and fixed Buddy’s car straps the two woman drove to Imogen’s AirBnB. Imogen had rented a beautiful, completely furnished Condo for her and Buddy in downtown Houston, close to the Memorial Park.

The owner of the AirBnB was super kind and told Imogen more than once that it was okay that Buddy was going to stay with her. 

Baylee soon found the condo and parked in front of it. „Whoa, that looks fancy.“ She grinned towards her best friend. „No wonder, for a rich YouTuber“ Baylee winked and Imogen blew up her cheeks. „I’m not rich… I just live comfortable…“ 

Money wasn’t Imogen’s favorite topic. She knew she owned more than normal twenty-eight year olds, but she worked hard for her money. She had deals with companies and had to advertise their products, to gain all that money.

„I know, I know… I was just kidding, Mo.“ Baylee grinned and climbed out the car. Imogen followed her and freed Buddy from the seat. The husky jumped out of the car and started sniffing the driveway of the condo.

The women unload the trunk and Baylee helped Imogen carry her stuff into the condo. Both women were shocked when they say the interior of the house. „Dang… this is beautiful!“ Imogen whispered and looked around.

The condo had a spacious living room with beautiful paintings all over the walls and beautiful furniture. There was a white dining table with green chairs. 

Imogen and Baylee both looked at eachother. „NCT-green chairs“, chuckled Imogen and Baylee nodded. „I bet Hyuck and Jae would like these chairs“, the twenty-five year old grinned. 

Buddy was sniffing around the house and went out to the backyard and pool area to do his business. 

After Imogen and Baylee looked through the whole condo, Baylee bid her goodbyes for now and Imogen hugged her. „Call me once you wake up, okay? I’ll come by with breakfast!“ The Filipina promised and Imogen nodded. 

Once Baylee left, Imogen went straight to the bathroom to wipe off all her make-up. After fixing Buddy’s cushion next to her bed, she fell asleep. 

She couldn’t wait for her American adventure to start.

to be continued…

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[moonlitdiane]

Hello! I moved from my old blog, @dianethus​ to here, you can probably call this a re-intro!

Diane | 18 | Filipino-Chinese | She/They | Pansexual | Scorpio | xNTP | Neurodivergent | Psychology Major | Graphic Designer | Practicing Wiccan

I’ve been trying to write since I was around 12 years old with silly little k-pop and percy jackson fanfics. Even though I cringe now whenever I think about the things I wrote, I still believe it was a necessary phase that all writers have to go through to become better.

I mainly write for the #OwnVoice movement that focuses on the South East Asian experience and especially the experience of being queer in an Asian environment. I aim to give the queers of Asian history whose stories never got to be told a voice. I write to expose the world to Philippine Mythology and the stories passed down from ancestor to ancestor. I also aim to conjure up nostalgic imagery in the readers' minds.

low fantasy. I'm not that really good at world building but I'm in love with the idea of everyday magic.

supernatural.

historical.

angst. I'm SORRY but writing and describing pain is a different kind of joy for me.

found family. I'm gay.

cosmic motifs.

enemies to lovers. oh for someone to see all my worst parts and still fall in love with me. also consider: childhood friends to enemies to lovers.

religious trauma & guilt. I went to a catholic school what did you expect?

The Revolution Will Not Be Vilified.

Evil Is Sexy.

Trapped In Another World. I want to be Isekai-d so bad.

Song Fic. Most of my titles are actually song lyrics or my basic outlines follow the structure of a song.

“Slender Aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl,”

Somewhere In Limasawa Street is a queer historical fiction story set in 1898 when the Philippine-American war is just beyond the horizons and 19 year old mestiza, Lucena Candella is in the middle of a war with herself. Sheltered and painfully aloof, she meets brave but brash, Urduja Kalangitan, who is as emotionally aware as a rock and who happens to be the Revolutionary Army's best gunman—maybe that's what pulled quiet Lucena to her.

Between paper planes, porcelains, and battle scars, Lucena slowly learns to love, and that scared her. It scared her because she wasn't allowed to love that woman with the scarred smile and wild hair.

This is my main WIP and my passion project. I really wanted to write something that I can dedicate to the queers of history, the indigenous and people of color whose queerness is never told.

The title is a reference to Limasawa Street by folk pop band, Ben&Ben, I actually used the album and a few singles as inspiration for the plot. 

WIP Playlist. This story will be unapologetically Filipino.

“Be angry but do not sin; do not let the sun go down on your anger, and do not make room for the devil,”

The Devil’s Choir is a low fantasy story following the adventures of seven unlikely friends who just want to go apeshit and run away from their shitty town. That is until they’re thrown into a you-need-to-save-the-whole-world mess without their written consent. Lucifer and Dionysus show up at their door step, dragging them head first into an abyss that even the Gods refuse to fall into. A war between the golden age and the future, it’s now up to this peculiar gang to save the world from the real threat.

The seven deadly sins but make them moody teenagers. this story has gone through so much revising for years! Found family, enemies to lovers, and unwilling heroes? check.

Unintentionally a copy of American Gods. It was too late until I realized the plot was kind of similar to American Gods. Help. 

WIP Playlist. I smell chaos, don’t you?

“It is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world; but on that account we shall be more attached to one another.”

Manila Encounters is a paranormal urban fantasy story unfolding right in the pearl of the orient seas. When the clock strikes 3 AM and the lights of the skyscrapers turn dark—when the city sleeps, the monsters roam free. Deep between the alley ways of Manila city, look out for kids with a certain glow and bite behind their smiles. Look for the ones with sunkissed tans who speak in tongues. Look for the ones whose feet barely dip into murky bay waters and fingertips grazing moonlight. 

A dummy’s guide to Filipino folklore. Manila Encounters was inspired by a hashtag on Twitter of the same name where people wrote their own twist to Filipino urban legends and folk stories.

Oh great, another Percy Jackson rip-off. the main characters are demi-gods or descendants of Gods. Original, I know.

WIP Playlist. driving at midnight sort of vibe.

"You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us."

And I Love her is a queer romance story about a girl who just recently moved into an old but well maintained cottage in some seaside town in Europe—and she finds in the middle of dusty furniture and underneath cobwebs, a rotary telephone sitting there unused for decades. It rings unexpectedly one day and what greets her is a soft voice belonging to someone who lived 60 years ago.

a dreamnotfound fanfic inspired this. and the South Korean horror film, The Call. 

gay yearning agenda. so much yearning. so much. I’m projecting.

WIP Playlist. My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand, taking mine, but it's been promised to another

A selected list of fics from my AO3 account. It’s gay.

I drowned a long time ago. Sakusa Kiyoomi isn’t in love. He’s devoted. Serial Killer AU.

Maaaring bang magkunwaring akin ka pa? A Tagalog Haikyuu fic based on the movie, Camp Sawi.

Marupok na puso ko. A Tagalog Haikyuu fic where they do the Filipino thing and get drunk.

My good puppy. My first try at writing smut. Jesus Christ.

Be my mistake. Where Kuroo Tetsurou calls up Tsukishima Kei one last time.

Make it hurt. The two times Atsumu Miya saw the entire universe behind Sakusa Kiyoomi’s eyes.

I still have a lot of stories that I hope to finish, I find it hard to discard or erase story ideas. So I hope one day, you can all watch me finish this list.

We Don’t Belong Here / Viva La Filipinas / Luna De Sangre Conspiracy / Lilith and Lysander’s Guide To Immortal Godparents / Lonely Hearts Club / A Lady’s Guide to Princes and Principles / Attack Block / Empty Thrones /  A Double Take / Stupid Cupid / Idle Town / Alice? / The 30 Day Deal / Lost Stars / The Apocalypse Program / Heartstrings  / Disastrously Danae