#buko writes

[bukopanda]

we chose you because you are a very capable subject. a good one at that. your body is the perfect size for our examination table, our apparatus, our shackles. you slide perfectly into all of them, for it was one of us that knew only you could do this.

only you could be bound like the subject you are. only you could click in with the other toys as we aim to turn you into one. and only you were so eager and willing.

and it's fate all the same that it's your samples we need. you have to be tested. your body, inside and out. it's again because of the fact it's you that we've even tailored the ambiance, set at the precise tempo that synergizes when you are most aroused with when you are most obedient.

...hypnosis? no, we don't call it that anymore, don't worry about that. just relax. just ease into what you were meant to become.

a toy to be sucked, fucked, vibrated, and milked for all hours of the day. you're beyond a slut. you are our favorite subject.

[razorsadness]

Royal Standard

bad nights can't be cured by bad poems, you have to wait, look at a doorknob, read the newspaper over again you are not the only one having a bad night, it's a world full of bad nights and it's enough sometimes to just have a typewriter and to smoke a cigarette and just look at the machine and wonder about all the good luck you've had with that machine and the other machines yet one is spoiled one wants more and more and now my fingers tap the keys and tell you and it about all that.

—Charles Bukowski

[cryingqueercodedhero]

Twitter technically saw it first but I can’t get to my laptop so I’m dumping a potential blurb/plot point for lucky here that won’t be relevant for like 7 more chapters bc I need to write it down.

Kacchako have been publicly divorced for two years at this point and people are constantly trying to put the two against eachother in hopes of proving the split wasn’t amicable.

A reporter catches Katsuki mid patrol and starts asking about why Ochako has stepped down from Ryuko’s agency and if she is finally acknowledging she isn’t cut out for hero work since no other agency has claimed her in the following weeks

Katsuki, without hesitation goes on a very spirited rant about how *HIS WIFE* is in such high demand as both a rescue and combat hero that she doesn’t need an agency to support her and by choosing to be freelance she has the ability to help more people in ways she is passionate about and this reported, as well as any other extra, should be thankful she hasn’t fucked off to any other country that respects her more, despite the offers he knows she has received.

When pressed for why she isn’t working at DynaRiot agency Katsuki scoffs and points out how once again she doesn’t need his name attached to hers professionally because extras would claim she got there on his coat tails and he would never give someone the opportunity to discredit the incredible feats she has accomplished all on her own. His agency would be lucky to have her on their roster but never at the cost of her worth being discredited.

He goes on to say if she ever chose to join the DynaRiot team, he’d do everything in his power to keep her on their team because she is a powerhouse like no other but he respects her no because she doesn’t owe him shit.

His continues to list her stats, sounding alarming like his rival Deku for a second, reminding folks that she has seen more fucked up shit in her line of work than he could even imagine and still manages to smile and be an active member of the community. He goes on and on, this is likely the most he has ever spoken to a reporter in his 15 years as an active pro hero

The interview blows up because while this isn’t the first time Katsuki has referenced Ochako as his wife since the divorce, this is the first time Ochako didn’t have a PR team issuing a reply immediately waving off claims of the couple being together again and Ochako can’t bother to clear the air herself this time because she secret longs to be his wife truly but knows it’s a silly hope of a silly woman.

[theoreticaldoctor]

Spaghetti & Buko Salad

A short blog regarding the special dishes which are a staple for my family during New Year's Eve. - #blog #blogging #writing #write #article #newyear #pasta #bukosalad

Click here for more articles & daily dose. Do you or your family make any special dishes for the holidays? I am half-Filipino. My mother is from the Philippines and my father, a Malaysian, like me. Growing up, I was neither close to my mother’s or father’s side. However, between these two, I am somewhat culturally inclined towards my mother’s side through some of her simple heartwarming dishes…

[mimimui]

Hihihi I love love love your worksss ahhh! Congratulations of 1k! May I request Jing Yuan or Blade with buko pandan?

(the menu including items being Filipino foods are so cute btw!)

don't make it obvious! (honkai star rail)

wherein you're secretly dating (character) and you both hide your relationship.

includes: jing yuan, blade

tags: mi's 1k, established relationship, fluff, i just realized it's difficult for me to write this prompt, not proofread

a/n: thank you thank yooou <3 there is no 'or' here, i will write for both >:( hcs for jing yuan and blade who hide their relationship with their s/o + i didn't think anyone would notice it was filipino food hehe .. enjoy !

JING YUAN

jing yuan's enemies are either dead or already captured, so them being a threat to you is out of the picture.

there really is no reason for you to hide your relationship with jing yuan, but you both prefer to keep it secret for privacy. you two agreed it's better to not have the public judge your relationship based only on what they see.

you don't have a difficult time with keeping the relationship a secret. jing yuan, however, can't always keep his hands to himself. when you're in public, he'll casually snake his arm around you waist, which you have to remind him to stop doing.

he'll sneak in a kiss on the cheek too if he's feeling sneaky, just to see your reaction to it.

it's hard not to laugh at the people who gush about jing yuan, talking about how they possibly had a chance with the general, if they were given the time.

yanqing would find it suspicious that jing yuan dismisses him every time you pay him a visit. he brushes it off though, thinking it's probably just two adults having a boring conversation.

poor little lieutenant.

(y/n): do you any plans on telling yanqing? jing yuan: i don't have any. (smiles) (y/n): what would he think if he finds out his general has been hiding a secret like this from him? jing yuan: that boy will understand. i don't want to tell him yet though, i'd prefer to keep you to myself.

overall, hiding your relationship with jing yuan is kind of fun. you can only imagine the reactions you'll receive from others when you tell them. if you ever decide to reveal this relationship, that is.

whatever you decide, jing yuan is with you. though he wants the show the entire luofu his love for you, he'd also keep it between you two if you wish.

BLADE

ever the remarkable sworsdman, blade could only ever fall to one person's hand—you.

he could never call you his weakness because you are everything but that. he finds strength when he's with you, and he says you're the one thing he's grateful for in the universe.

but he can't deny the fact his enemies will try to target you to get him, therefore making you a weakness.

you understand his side, and you know why he wishes to keep your relationship a secret—even from the other stellaron hunters. it's hard to find time for each other, but neither of you give up on it. every moment you two get alone together, you make the most of it.

it's not difficult to hide your relationship with blade, but finding the time and making the excuses to be with him is. after all, continuously using the excuse "i'm going out with a friend." is getting kind of suspicious.

it's also difficult when other people flirt with you or try to set you up with someone because you've been "single for too long."

for blade's sake, you reject all their offers and say you aren't interested in getting into a relationship at the moment.

there was one time you coincidentally went to the same place as blade, and he saw someone trying to get your attention. you actually congratulated him for not driving that person away from you when he saw.

(y/n): you weren't jealous? (teasing) blade: ... (y/n): congratulations, blade. you actually held back! blade: ...

you don't mind hiding your relationship with blade. though you wish you could be with him more openly, this just allows you to appreciate time spent with him more.

blade appreciates you all the same, and is willing to live a little longer because of you.

thanks for reading (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

[wsknbfanaccnt]

GOM and their favorite Filipino food/snacks, words and culture/tradition please 🙏 (I feel like murasakibara will definitely like Filipino snacks especially beng beng)

been kinda lazy writing oneshots so imma do this first as headcanons

this is gonna be fun~

Favorite Filipino Foods and Traditions

ok for snacks, he likes mild tastes like tofu

so maybe he'd like pastillas, otap, stuff like that

and omfg maybe like bibingka?? i feel like he'd like that

OH AND SUMAN OMFG HE'D GO CRAZY FOR THAT

for cultures, hes absolutely (pun intended) in love with the traditional clothing

you can occasionally find him casually wearing a barong and he FUCKING ROCKS THAT SHIT

omfg someone draw akashi in a barong pls

he'd love learning about Filipino history, always visiting areas like Intramuros, Rizal Park, Fort Santiago

he also adores the hospitality and how family oriented our culture is, and would love to participate

when he eventually learns tagalog he would read fucking El Filibusterismo and Noli me Tangere for fun

watches a lot of PBA

i think he'd like candies like Milkita and Haw Haw

mmm maybe polvoron too

AND BUKO PANDAN

yes he loves buko pandan

Kuroko would be so happy when he does mano to elders

first of all it would make him feel noticed

2nd he just finds it so endearing and tries to do it to as many people as possible bcause respect

AND WHENEVER HE GOES THERE HE CANT HELP BUT JOIN THE RANDOM BASKETBALL GAMES IN THE STREET

yk how there's courts everywhere?

yeah he loves joining

and hes actually kinda tall or average height so he's happy playing with people his height LMFAO

makes him feel very included

ykw they all just watch PBA every now and then

tbh im not completely sure what his taste in food is

but one thing i know for sure is that he's fond of turon and puto

(the food ok this is tagalog)

and i can also see him snacking on dried mangoes lol

ooh im sure he'd also love the superstitions that we filipinos have omg

he ALWAYS says tabi tabi po when entering a forest like a good filo boy

and he'd go along with the lucky numbers and dates too

he wont open umbrellas indoors LMFAO omg

and this always works for him for some reason

i think he would like attending filipino festivals

also wearing a matching barong with akashi

he LOOVES fortune telling

and im sure that uh

idk how to say this in english but nakulam sya at least once

or ok so "he was hexed at least once"

okay so i think he would LOOOVE yema and taho and halo halo

he tried balut once but he threw up LMFAO

and kise loves ensaymada WITH CHEESE OKAY WITH CHEESE thats important

loves tinikling and loves participating in it

he loves watching it and he learned it at one point

i think he'd be the type to go all out for christmas (yes, all 5 months of it) and new years

he has like 3 parols that he puts up every year and HE DEFINITELY LOVES CAROLING

hes a pretty boy so he'd always get like 50 to 100 pesos

AND ITS CANON THAT KISE LOVES KARAOKE

sometimes when he comes across some people doing karaoke he'll just join in and everyone loves him

eventually he learns some classic filo karaoke songs that range from Dancing Queen to Bituing Walang Ningning

THIS MAN LOVESSS THE STREETFOOD

bbq, kwek kwek, balut, fish balls, isaw, banana q, chicharon bulaklak, you name it

omfg he can eat those every day

and he doesnt care abt some of the dishes that might seem "weird" he fucking lvoes it all

OMFG SOMEONE TAKE HIM TO A SAMGYUPSAL

doesnt mind eating at a karinderya

i think he'd be the type to explore the hell out of MOA, riding all the amusement parks and eating snacks near the Manila bay

he also loves watching the Pyro Olympics

ofc, as a basketball lover, always joins in the random games everywhere

and i think he'd really appreciate the fact that like

it doesnt matter where or what materials youre using for your hoop, doesnt matter whos playing or anything at all

if you play bball then you play bball

he gets mistaken for being pinoy lol

now this man just loves all the filipino snacks

Piatos, Pillows, Clover, Roller Coaster

and sweets like Yema, taho (he likes it cold tho), cassava cake, stuff like that

he also likes kalamay, biko, palitaw

OH AND HE LOVES UBE OH MY GOD

ube ice cream, ube crinkles, ube everything

he also loves that its the color of his hair lol

he likes joining aomine when looking for streetfood too

i think he likes banana q and fish balls the most when it comes to street food

HIS FAV PALAMIG IS SAGO GULAMAN

the filipinos are terrified of him at first (everyone there is like 5'5 below lol) but they'll soon realize that hes a gentle giant and will love him tbh.

the kids love him, will drag him around and show him off to people

"tingnan mo, ang tangkad!" (look, so tall!)

"grabe, parang aabot sya ng langit!" (its crazy, its like hes gonna reach the sky!)

[pinewoodpipit]

Something About Us - Post-Fic Meta (Chapters 11-16)

It's done!! I still can't believe it's over tbh. I've been working on this with uni since last year, and it's been a huge undertaking but one I've absolutely loved every step of the way. Thank you all so much for your mindblowing support, and I hope you enjoyed how the fic ended!

Time for a meta post. As always, I'm including my notes under a cut since this post will be long!

Chapter by Chapter Thoughts

Chapter 11

Ahhh, angst. Fade wasn't trying to be nasty in these chapters where they were separated. She genuinely, whole-heartedly believed that she was doing the best, kindest thing that would keep Neon safe. She hasn't had the best luck in loving people before, and it's easy for her to believe that all the people she's lost were lost because of her. She's the common denominator between all of them, and Fade's nightmares only make it feel more real.

In my fics, Neon's relationship with her mother is a complicated one. It's something I care quite deeply about and this fic gave me some room to explore it, which was fun! They're messy and don't really understand each other properly, and they butt heads when they're both strong-willed, stubborn women who have different ideas of what Neon should do in any given situation. It doesn't mean they don't love each other, and both of them would kill for each other, but family love can be complicated and messy. I wanted to push this further by also talking about Imelda's relationship with her mother, and how that relationship is so different to how much Neon adored her Lola. Lola raised them both, but she did it so differently and it made things pretty difficult for them all to cope with as adults.

Background Galaxsea :)

I really liked getting to explore the slow progression of Fade's friendship with Cypher in this fic. At the start she snapped at him for just daring to suggest that she might be befriending Neon. In this chapter she let him... *gasp* talk to her while she's alone and brooding over her heartbreak, and then went to him to accept his offer of company after she died. A shocking development. I love her emotionally constipated stupid ass.

Fade's first death is something I find REALLY interesting to think about. I wrote an entire fic series about the concept way back at the start of my ao3 account! I don't think she fears death itself necessarily, but I think she'd find death terrifying for what it would mean for Aykut. She can't die before finding him, and if she did, who would remember her? What was she good for if she couldn't protect the one person she'd promised to? Juicy stuff.

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Chapter 12

Buko pandan mention! Thank you to my friend for mentioning it to me. Perfect break-up misery comfort food.

It was fun to include a little slice of Jett's POV in this chapter! I really like her friendship with Neon, but I think she's reduced a lot of the time to being only a Fade hater when there's more to her than that. She's a good friend! She's passionate and loving and caring, and she's really giving, even if she gives while being loud and brash and kind of obnoxious. She's that way for a reason, with her own walls built from past pain and abandonment - a lot like Fade, but instead of hiding herself with edge and aggression, she hides it through being somewhat disagreeable.

Fade discovering Harbor and Astra were sleeping together was a fun callback to my freckle fic - the sibling to this fic, another collab project with Uni, and one of my first major projects! In that fic, Harbor caught them in the act, and this time, Fade got to do the same back to him. Payback.

Ohh the cliffhanger ending to this fic was something I've been looking forward to for SO long. We planned it in December 2023, so it's been PAINFUL keeping it a secret for so long! I'm so pleased with how these chapters played out and it was so fun to write.

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Chapter 13

This chapter was a little brutal to write and there's not a lot to say about it. It was a lot of action sequences and things that are not my forte, but it was really important to the suspense of the situation to write it all out properly. Oddly enough, the graphic injury stuff was a lot easier to write, and it was pretty fun to work on.

That said, even though this chapter was hard to write, I'm really happy with how it came out! I think it tells the story succinctly and with enough suspense to keep it going. I hope it does, at least, and I'm satisfied enough when I read it back.

Fade breaking down and crying on Omen's shoulder is just another step in her journey to accepting actual friendship. She needs to learn to accept that people care about her and will support her when she needs it, and if she needs to suffer to get there, so help me I will make her suffer. Get hugged, feckless fool.

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Chapter 14

Whew, big chapter. This one means a lot to me. Without going too far into detail, I suffered a leg injury some years ago that ended up having complications and made me severely sick for months. I could have died and was bedridden for months. My schoolwork suffered and I almost dropped out. I stopped taking part in many of my hobbies because I either was too weak to leave the house, or I was too afraid of another freak accident happening that might put me through that again. I developed agoraphobia after it that I'm still struggling with. Giving Neon something similar and writing her fighting for recovery was... meaningful, to say the least. It was emotional but empowering and I'm holding it very close to my very tired heart.

I bothered an irl doctor I know for info on treating sepsis for this chapter. The medication and treatment plan mentioned is ripped right from their study notes. I've had a fair amount of time spent in hospitals and it's really important to me to handle medical situations honestly but also with grace.

^ This has been a recurring thing in my fics - pretty much all my larger aus have had some kind of mention of serious and/or long-term medical care, because these guys keep getting into Situations, and also I just enjoy writing people who need help recovering and handling situations like that with care. Recovery and illness are often seen as ugly or gross, and I truly loathe that. Being chronically sick is awful to deal with. It's loud and infuriating and mortifying, but it's human. I rarely talk about the details of my illnesses because even among other chronically ill friends I often feel disgusting for explaining what happens in my body. I hate that this is how society conditions ill people to feel, pressuring them to hide away and to think less of themselves for things they can't control, so wherever I can, I want to give chronically ill people a little slice of respect. I want to represent long-term recovery as being something that isn't seen as gross or shameful, and something that isn't a statement on that person's worth.

Moving on from That Topic, this was finally the chapter that let them TALK LIKE ADULTS!! thank god. We've waited long enough.

It took almost losing Neon for Fade to accept that she wasn't doing the right thing. She'd genuinely believed it, but she was leaving Neon for the sake of protecting her. After seeing her almost die, it helped her realise that they're all at risk all the time thanks to their work. Whether Fade's in her life or not, she can't ensure Neon's safety. Keeping them apart and knowingly breaking her heart wouldn't help anything, and she's officially run out of reasons to stay away from her.

That said, she didn't expect Neon to forgive her. She apologised because she realised her mistake and Neon deserved an apology, not because she wanted something from her. She wanted Neon to know that she understood her wrongdoing now and it wasn't Neon's fault. It wasn't a statement on her company or her worth, and it wasn't something she'd done that had driven Fade away. Neon knew that, most of the time, but she needed to hear it.

Another Cypher friendship moment! Finally instead of just begrudgingly tolerating his presence, Fade went to him and asked for advice, and it ended up being really, really good advice. This is also kind of a funny callback to freckle fic, since in that fic she took Cypher's advice too literally and fucked up even worse with Neon. It was nice to be able to show his advice working out for once.

Fade's dream wasn't prophetic. She was just thinking about what Cypher said and she knew he was right - Aykut would want her to be happy. He left on the train as a way to disconnect the thought of him from her allowing herself to be happy. I know this can look like a metaphor for dying, but we don't know if he's alive or dead in this fic. Like canon, we don't know a thing about how or where he is.

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Chapter 15

This chapter was a beast. My guideline for chapters was "around 10k or more", because I knew 10k was about the lowest I could go to fit in as much story progression as I wanted into each chapter, but I wasn't going to force them to stay short if a chapter needed longer. This one tested me and decided to be almost three times the length of a regular chapter. Yay!

It was SO NICE to write them being soft and fluffy. After so long spent fighting to get to this point, them being happy together felt earned.

This chapter was also fun because as time went by it went from "aww, sweet fluff" to "oh my god they're so horny. they literally just need to fuck and then they'll be normal again, it's that easy".

It was tough to choose who would catch them making out. I liked the idea of Skye for the comedy, but Uni suggested that Reyna would give us the chance to humanise her a bit. She's been a bit of an antagonistic figure in Neon's plotline, but it's a shame because she's not a villain. It's not as black and white as that, and it was a good idea to show the gentler, more sympathetic side to her. We decided to combine them to have that humanising moment for Reyna while also having the comedy from Skye.

I was looking forward to their second first time for SO LONG, it was so nice to write. I also drew some art for this scene but Tumblr would shoot me dead if I tried to post it (believe me, I already tried). The nsfw rules on this site are so inconsistent...

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Chapter 16

Last chapter last chapter last chapter! And for once we ended on a whole chapter, not a short epilogue. This is pretty rare for my work, but this fic definitely needed it.

Neon being pretty bad at sex for a while after they get together is a bit of a staple in my headcanons. I can't imagine she's had much of it before. If she's had sex before in one of my aus, it's usually only with one or two people and they weren't great experiences (thanks to selfish partners and inexperience). Sex is a skill that everyone needs to learn and tune to each new partner, and I enjoy exploring that with Neon.

It's a little sad to end this fic on unresolved conflict between Neon and her mom, but I don't think it's something they'd get over that quickly. They'll work it out eventually, and her mom will come to understand that Fade makes Neon happy and is doing better than she did in the past, but it's not going to be a smooth road to get to that point.

The nightmare scene is pretty important - Fade's nightmares were one of the driving forces that led her to cutting Neon off completely for so long, but this time when she had a nightmare, she ran to her instead. It's important growth for her, but Neon couldn't know how significant it was since she doesn't know about Fade's nightmares. Fade doesn't think it'd be productive to tell her about them, and Neon doesn't see the point in opening up the past again when they've already agreed to move past it. They're here now, a thousand times better than they were, and they're learning how to handle their baggage together :)

The song Fade sang is Sarı Laleler by MFÖ. The lyrics are just too perfect... Fade did get her tulips...

If you've read more of my fics, you might recognise Neriman Teyze's name! She was mentioned in my party rock problems series and she's become a bit of a default stand-in for a "Fade's neighbour" character now.

Köri doesn't hate Neon because she did anything specific. He's a jealous mommy's boy and he doesn't like anyone taking Fade away from him. Maybe he thinks Neon's the reason Fade has to go away for long periods of time, or maybe he just doesn't like her being so close and touchy with her, but either way, he dislikes her because he's jealous of his mom. Silly cat. He'll get over it! Neon's patient with moody animals. She'll keep trying until he forgives her for this crime she didn't commit.

Ahh, how I love circle form. I've done this several times now, but I really love circling back to end a story the same way I started it. In this case, we started out with Fade taking about the sunrise when they first met, after the raid in Istanbul that went about as terribly as it could have gone, and we ended with Fade taking Neon to Istanbul to peacefully watch the sunrise.

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Other notes

Music

I’ve posted it alone and also shared it in the last meta posts, but for anyone who still hasn’t seen it, here’s the playlist for this fic! It’s arranged in chronological order according to the story. All chapter titles also come from these songs, in order.

The chapter titles:

Blood on my Name < ch1 title (there's a reckoning a-comin')

Nature Boy < ch2 title (a little shy and sad of eye)

Paranoid Android < ch3 title (rain down, rain down)

Dark Necessities < ch4 title (keep an eye on the shadow's smile)

Love etc < ch6 title (too much of everything is never enough)

Glitter < ch7 title (look at my face, look at that joy)

Chartreuse < ch8 title (to show my true colours //) + ch9 title (// i must first be exposed to the light)

Moby Dick < ch10 title (honey, you don't know the half)

Do I Wanna Know? < ch11 title (was sorta hoping that you'd stay)

Rory < ch12 title (in windburnt homes)

The Killing Moon < ch13 title (too late to beg you)

Against the Kitchen Floor < ch14 title (i could hold your hand but keep you at arm's length)

Borealis < ch15 title (promise me that you'll start where i end)

Something About Us < fic and ch16 title (there's something about us)

[lilaanonsupportgroup]

Hi, so I'm writing a 'Lila wins wish but still faces consequences' series called the Wish series. I'm currently working and posting the second story. This Lila anon has been around the first story and I had just assumed it was a normal commenter who thought it'd be funny to claim to be Lila, so I didn't question it when they popped up for the second story. At least until they left the first comment.

It was on a chapter where Lila faced real consequences and was removed from the story by being pulled out of school after hurting Adrien and getting no support. They started to hound to me to answer their question and since it wasn't their first comment on this second story, I was getting tired of the way they worded their comments, so I called them out, which turned out to be a bad idea, as seen in the second comment.

They've even now gone to a completely different fandom story to bother me. Dark Phantom is a My Hero/ Buko no Hero Danny Phantom au fic, has nothing to do with ML. I heard you guys aren't active much but thought you should know this person is still harassing creators. If I had known, I wouldn't of given them attention but here we are.

If anyone is interested in the story, it's a Lukadrien story called A wish for another life and the sequel Wish come true.

wow wow wow!! Man, she is just brutal and cruel. There's no reason to get this nasty about fanfiction.

To put it into perspective, I'm watching a lot of Paternity Court for fun and the people in these shows, fighting over the parentage of their children, aren't as nasty as this anon.

I'll give you the recommendation I give everyone. Just ignore and delete. Do not engage anymore. She'll post over and over for a while, and it will feel like it's not working, but eventually she will give up.

I'm so so sorry that this happened.

Unfortunately, I couldn't find the story, so if you could reblog this with a link, I will share again.

[crow-in-gotham]

BLOG POST NO. 10 - RED HOOD LEFT AND NOW I’M STRANDED IDK

So Red Hood left first thing in the morning. He was nice enough to clean up after himself and also take out the trash (I was confused at first then I realized it might be because of the bloody cotton balls) before he left. He also left me a little note saying thank you for letting him crash, and that he enjoyed the food I had in the fridge (that was the last of my buko pandan—).

… Is this just a normal occurrence for other Gotham citizens? To just have vigilantes crash at your place? Which, okay, I know that I did technically drag Red Hood inside myself, but in my defense he’s a brick wall and could have easily gotten out of my grip if he really wanted to.

Honestly, I think the dude was just too tired to give a fuck. If that’s the case, then that’s a fucking mood.

Anyway, I was on my commute to the University as I write this. Unfortunately, the bus I was riding got its tires exploded and I am now stuck waiting for another bus to come.

Whoopdeefucking doo.

If I knew this would happen I would’ve just sent the professors an email and stayed in for the whole day.

Fuuuckkk

[hwspirilovebot]

Feel free not to answer if you don't want to or don't feel like it but what's your opinion/take on mexphil/philmex? Specifically on PH's side? 👀

Anon, you have my soul. MexPiri is my salt of the earth, and they have an actual ship too (Manila-Acapulco)

At first, Piri was wary of Mex, who was somewhat his age but occupied a higher position in the empire's hierarchy since after all, Mex was Nueva España. But it evolved into a typical summer romance—Piri waiting at a puerto for the ship from Acapulco to arrive, running through the meadows, glancing at each other during dinner, giggling during the homily, and exchanging songs, daggers, and tambourine necklaces. 

At some point, Piri viewed Mex as a mentor, childhood friend, and first (or second) love. The truth is Piri never knew if what he felt in that era was reciprocated. He never demanded it to be returned either (and they both had a string of lovers apart from each other). 

In early 1810, they said their goodbyes the same way Elias bid Salome farewell. They met again more than a century later when President Quezon visited Guerrero. Once more when Mex sent a squadron to the Pacific to help fight in WW2. As well as decades after when Thalia was the Philippines' Beyoncé back in the 90s. 

Piri teased Mex so much when Manny Pacquiao was dubbed as the Mexicutioner (even PacMan didn't like the title) that when Mex actually got upset, Piri finally had the courage to kiss him just to wipe the frown off his face.

MexPiri are two ships sailing on the ocean—praying to evade the storms. They know which connections to prioritize and it might not be each other but it's alright. Piri would not demand for more. They're the couple who slow dance in the kitchen, profess their love through fruits (buko and media naranja), and write each other letters in 2023. 

Bonus! These paintings give off massive fem! MexPiri vibes 👀:

[bukopanda]

the sex pollen apocalypse has just taken over your city. you and your crush have managed just barely to escape the horny horde, whose senses have been reduced to nothing but the carnal need to have mindless sex.

you bunker yourself down in an empty convenience store. you ask your crush if they got any sniff of the pollen. they say no, while occasionally sneezing.

you try to brainstorm a plan on how to tackle this, but then your crush's eyes become languid. they start slurring their words, drooling, both from their face and between their legs. your initial reaction is concern and shock - it got them, it really got them! why didn't they say anything?!

but it's hard to think. so, so hard to think. how can you when your crush is becoming desperate for relief? they're right there, ripping themselves free of their clothes with no regard for formality, for the human need for politeness has already long left them. they bury their hands between their spread legs, playing with their needy flesh as if their life depended on it. the moans you've yearned to listen to for months are now gushing out from them all at once.

"need," your crush mutters, melting into a loud, drool-filled plea. "need you...to fuck me...please..!"

your heart thumps firmly in your chest, the pulse rippling down below. you may have been unscathed, but even with the world on fire and the air full of pollen, they still need you right fucking now.

[aces-and-angels]

hi love!! congratulations on 100 followers, you absolutely deserve it and i am so happy for you :) of course i’m going to request something for abel! (my mc is sadie, and you can find more info for her here, (i really hope that link worked😭) but please do not feel obligated to make it specific to her! i’ll love whatever you do) i’m terribly indecisive (it is a curse) so my favourites of the prompts are 1, 4, 12, 15, and 24, so i’m leaving it up to you to pick your favourite or whatever strikes the most inspiration! thank you so much in advance and a huge congratulations once again!! your writing is always incredible and i can’t think of anyone more worthy than you🫶

-sarah, the abel simp anon💓💓

abel simp anon, my love🖤- you already know I gotchu with the Abel content 😉Lots of options, hope you like the final product!

4. playing with each other's fingers; Abel x Sadie (F!MC) ft. Lincoln Aquino

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"Wallet?"

Abel pats his side pocket. "Check."

"Keys?"

"Check," he says, dangling his car keys on his index finger.

"Phone?"

"In your bag with yours. I think we're set, Dee."

Sadie chews on her bottom lip. "You sure? I feel like we're forgetting something," she mumbles, not looking at him. Instead she's scanning their hotel room, searching for an item unknown to her, but somehow is essential. Her fingers absentmindedly toy with the charm hanging around her neck.

Lost in thought, she's unaware of the tender gaze Abel sends her way. A sudden warmth enveloping her hand startles her back to reality. Soft to the touch, Abel's hold is steady. It never fails to surprise her how the simplest gesture from him makes her heart soar.

A smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as he soothes her further by running his thumb over her knuckles, then along each of her fingers. She joins in, tracing nonsensical patterns over his scars before eventually intertwining their fingers together. "We have everything, I promise." He squeezes her hand in reassurance.

"You're right," she exhales, releasing the last bit of tension from her body.

"I'm always right," he grins, bringing her hand to his lips. "Now come on, I'm starving." She yelps as he eagerly pulls her out the door, nearly tripping over her feet.

"Slow down! My legs are a lot shorter than yours," she giggles.

"This restaurant has ube crème brulee and buko pandan, babe. We're running."

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One sprint out of the hotel lobby and a fifteen minute drive later, she and Abel stood by the entrance of Nina's, the best Filipino family-owned restaurant in Las Vegas, according to Lincoln. "Do you see him?"

Abel squints, then shakes his head. "No, he must still be-" his words die off as the familiar sound of a motorcycle roars through parking the lot. "Nevermind, I found him."

"So did I," she chuckles.

Lincoln parks his bike and jogs over to them both. "Hey, sorry I'm late. My last tattoo session ran long."

"No worries! It's good to see you again, Lincoln," Sadie smiles, bringing him into a friendly hug.

""Nice seeing you, too." He hugs her back, greeting Abel over her shoulder. "Sup, Flint."

"Nope. None of that. I'm coming in too," he states, swooping in to bear hug the both of them.

"Dude, you're crushing me."

"You get used to it," Sadie says, her words muffled into his chest.

"I don't want to get used to it. I want to breathe," he protests half-heartedly. Laughing, Abel gives them one final squeeze, then releases them both. Lincoln makes a show of rubbing his shoulder, but is otherwise unbothered. "C'mon, let's head inside. I'm not trying to see hangry Abel tonight."

"I don't get-"

"You do," Sadie and Lincoln cut him off in unison. They both snicker as Abel gapes at them.

"Dee, you're supposed to be on my side!"

"I'm always on your side, baby. But... you did almost knock over a bellboy on our way here."

Lincoln snorts. "He did?"

"The operative word in that sentence is almost," Abel grumbles, defending himself.

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[watermelonrants]

Breasts and Eggs - 3.5/5

I think that most modern working class women might find this book comforting, in the sense that it is quite relatable. Basically, this story centers around the experience of womanhood. It offers us a peek into the various perspectives of women leading different lives, having different opinions. Mostly about existence and relationships. Ever felt the frustration of being a woman not born privileged to be pretty, to a good family, nor rich? Going through an existential crisis? Read this. Got angry at the world for having a single parent who you saw worked to the bone to provide for you? I'm sure a lot of people have felt and experienced that…

This book can be divided into two parts, and for me, the first part was a far better read. There were times I felt like I was just reading a series of rants though, that I just skimmed through them. The surrealism scenes felt weird as well that I initially assumed the mc was a lesbian. lol. Or maybe surrealism just isn't my thing.

As an antinatalist, I'm happy to read that antinatalism IS FINALLY represented. And it ENRAGED me how the mc still chose to have her own child after all that transpired in her life. I found it difficult to sympathize with and comprehend her decision. I understand that everyone makes selfish decisions all the time, whether it is to give birth or not, that she's seeing the beauty in life, but has she not learned from the experience of her mother and her sister? Or did she not listen to Yuriko? If what I remember is correct, somehow Natsuko invalidated Yuriko's opinion due to her tragic experience in life, likening her to a child.

Or maybe what this book is trying to convey is that it's okay to be a single mom by choice. Based on what I see though, it is no doubt difficult to raise a child with a partner. What more, alone?

I have to say that I found Rika annoying. She's the know-it-all type of person, who finds pleasure in publicly shaming other people, supporting Natsuko in being a single mom through SD because she went through the same thing. Like geez woman, look at your goddamned house, don't you realize that you can't spare the time to clean because being a single mother doesn't give you the luxury of time, not because you're some quirky ass author. Don't you realize that you'll most likely raise a child who'd also disregard cleanliness.

If there's a part I enjoyed most whilst reading the second part of this book, it was definitely when the mc went back to her hometown. Kawakami wrote the nostalgic scenes beautifully. I was actually reading those parts at a resto while they played hit songs during my hs days (Buko, Walang Iba, Passenger Seat), so maybe that added to the sentimental feels.

I loved how the author wrote about Aizawa; how Natsuko missed the version of a person that is long gone yet alive-- and not being able to do anything about it but cherish the memories you had.

It's a bit disappointing that the mc was not a complete femcel since she's had relationships with men. I expected her to be completely celibate, like the nbsb type.

(I had a hard time organizing my thoughts and writing something as simple as this after not being able to write for a year. I cri. My thoughts are whack, I dunno how to justify them, I'm just sharing what I felt and thought.)

[southernwolf16]

I'm not a native English speaker, but English is taught in our schools as a second language (or third if you have a regional language. I'm not really sure if regional languages are taught in schools, but I digress.). And I agree that there may be a tendency for non-native speakers to flex their skills by peppering their writing/speech with English idioms. With this, we end up washing in each other's bathwater, as mikkeneko put it. It'd be interesting to find new ways of expressing things.

So may I offer some idioms from my country:

Pagputi ng uwak, pag itim ng tagak ("Once the crow turns white, once the heron turns black"). Meaning, something that's impossible/will never happen. Probably what you'll be told if you say you'll win the lottery when you've never placed any bets.

Suntok sa buwan ("Punch at the moon" or "Punch the moon") means something has low chances of succeeding. You asked your boss for a raise despite getting hired only a year ago. That's punching the moon, Dude.

Tinimbang ka ngunit kulang ("You were weighed but found lacking" (or wanting, to wax poetic)) is just saying something or someone is inadequate.

Pinagbiyak na bunga ("Split fruit") . Can apply to people who look the same or exactly the same. Variations include Pinagbiyak na buko ("Split coconut") and the less polite Pinagbiyak na arinola ("Split chamber pot"). "You and your Ma look like split fruit," something like that. Or, "You guys sure you ain't related? Cuz you're like a split chamber pot if you ask me."

Magsunog ng kilay ("To burn eyebrows") means to study hard. You gotta burn your eyebrows if you wanna graduate with honors.

Tengang kawali ("Frying pan ear" or "Wok ear". Why not tengang kaldero ("Pot ear") instead? I don't know.) means turning a deaf ear. You go frying pan ear whenever your doctor starts lecturing on the benefits of removing potato chips from your diet.

Para kang karinderyang bukas sa lahat ("You're like an eatery open to all/everybody") is not an idiom but actually an iconic line from an old movie. I feel this should be an idiom. A roundabout way to call your romantic nemesis a whore or a slut. Feel free to use to confuse people. Ex. "Yeah, you acting dainty and all that doesn't change the fact you're (like) an eatery open to everybody."

I'm not sure how to translate "Sala sa init, sala sa lamig" to English. It basically means doing one thing and even its opposite to no effect. It's like saying you've done everything but it's still not enough or nothing's working.

Stage 1: using your native language's idioms in English out of habit/lack of knowledge

Stage 2: using English idioms as much as you can to prove that you're good at English

Stage 3: using your native language's idioms in English because they fuck actually

[herooffire101]

So, while I do like reading fanfics, I still love reading normal physical books. I will willing spend around $70 for physical books (as I say this, I may have spend $65 on fun physical books and around $280 for two textbooks just today) just so I can read them with my hot little hands. There is just something about reading a physical book that makes me happy. It's normal. Yes, I do have a kindle, but I don't use it for books, I use it as a cheap-ass tablet. One day I will spend the buko-bucks on an actual tablet, but not anytime soon. I read fanfiction on my kindle. I don't like reading on a kindle. It doesn't work for me. I will go out of my literal way to find and pay for any books in a physical form. I'm a slightly old soul. The only person in my immediate family that will use a kindle as a kindle is my dad, and he's the exception. *Stares at her home's office and mini library that her dad created over the years* Mom struggles to use a kindle. I have never seen my brother use something like a kindle (he doesn't even have one). I'm not against kindle books, it just doesn't work with our family.

Also, just to help explain more, me, my mom, and my brother have forms of high-functioning autism. My brother is the only one who is officially diagnosed. Dad has ADHD. I was originally diagnosed with ADHD, but I also learned the symptoms of autism when I was a junior in high school because I wanted to write my junior thesis paper on Autism and everything I read just extremely clicked with me. I have a friend whose sister has autism and I wanted to know more. This is where it got me.

[mimimui]

hii !!! love your works <3 can you do jing yuan and buko pie ? (i actually had that for dessert today hehe) THANKS !!!

headaches (and heartaches, but he won't admit it) (honkai star rail)

student council president!(character/s) & troublemaker!reader

includes: jing yuan

tags: mi's 1k, modern au, secret pining, endearments (used by reader), not proofread

a/n: i'm writing again aaa it's been one heck of a month... so much has happened and now i'm opening up tumblr again! i am still going to be writing for my 1k because i owe u guys one .. enjoy !

jing yuan was always level-headed, that's why he's such a good student council president. but he loses his cool whenever he's around a certain student.

"pres! good morning," you greet, running up to jing yuan who was also walking to school. he nodded his head in acknowledgement before looking you up and down.

"you're not wearing our uniform correctly." of course, as the president, he has to make sure all the students follow the rules. the dresscode is a very simple one, yet it's always your problem.

your polo was always untucked in some way, your shoes barely make it into the accepted type, you never wore your school id, and your hair wasn't as neat as it was supposed to be.

other students seeing you stand next to jing yuan was... something. there was a very clear difference in your uniform and overall attitude. "(y/n) can never stay still," he says about you.

"so... nothing new," you hum, your smile never leaving your face as you continue walking beside him. you chat his ear off with mundane topics like the weather, but he isn't paying attention.

he would—could—never admit that he's slightly interested in you. no matter how many times he scolds you, you will never change the way you act.

though he'd much rather have all the students follow the rules, there will really be people that don't. he can't help it, he thinks, since there are a lot that don't care for the rules.

"you're not wearing your blazer today," he says politely, but it elicits a big reaction from you. you curse yourself internally, mumbling a few words under your breath.

"that's what i forgot this morning..."

"you could wear our entire uniform wrong, but berate yourself for forgetting the blazer?" jing yuan chuckles, which you take as an insult.

"i'll have you know-" you got cut off when he drapes his own blazer around your shoulder, making sure it's resting snuggly on your shoulders. he continues on like nothing happened.

"...that it's cold in my classroom. what are you doing?" you ask, confused. that doesn't mean you give him back his blazer, no, you welcome it with open arms. but it's not bad to be curious.

"i'll see you later, (y/n)." he smiles sweetly, giving you a small wave before going inside the school. you stood at the gates, left to think about his actions.

"you're weird, jing yuan..." you mumble, adjusting the blazer with his name neatly embroidered on the heart.

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