#i saw filo and i

[temeyes]

simon riley, ang panget mo talaga (affectionate)

[razypie]

me: maaaaaa i want a hudson ahn!

ma: honey, we have a hudson ahn at home.

the hudson ahn at home:

[voidgenesis]

I may or may not be writing a Namor x Filipina oc/reader who is revered as the reincarnation & avatar of the Tagalog-Visayan sea goddess Amansinaya because of her mutant water based abilities (basically how K'uk'ulkan is to the people of Talokan)

She's born during the early days of the Spanish colonization as a child of a babaylan who refused to abandoned their traditional faith & practices. Along with other surviving shamans they prayed to the heavens for salvation from the colonizers.

So when the reader's abilities as mutant came out in her puberty they saw her as a saviour sent by the gods.

👀 my filo namor enjoyers what do we think...

[farmersliga]

u know in all the haziness of my day i kinda forgot there was literally an earthquake earlier

[shoyoist]

REKHAAA MY DEAR HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?

hello vie <33 i've been alrightt hehe thank you for checking in! i hope you're doing alright as well 💓

[aureatchi]

hii reverie!! how are you today? :>

misa !! (๑>◡<๑) i’m doing good thank you !! i’m having some soup rn bcz i was sooo hungry & it’s so delicious <3 kumusta ka na ??

[johnmalevolent]

i watched tate no yuusha back in 2019 when it still aired and i remember not liking the fact raphtalia turned into a grown woman in a short time. so the other day i was like hm years have passed and maybe my sense of judgment has changed and maybe i'll get the point of raphtalia's development better. but no. i hate it more now

[yaekounzn]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUENINGIEE ♥️

[midniiights-garden]

Christmas Special!! - Mizu x Fem!Filo!Reader

(A/N: LMAO SORRY I KINDA DIED GUYS BUT IM BACK AND HERE'S MY GIFT TO ALL OF Y'ALL <3)

Summary: The snow paints the landscape a pearly white. For once, Mizu isn't alone. Not anymore. And as the snow falls down on her, she finally gets married to the love of her life.

Possible TWs!!!: Mentions of Mikio (I'm gonna stab him), Period typical homophobia, racisim and mysogyny

~~~

The last time Mizu had worn bridal clothing wasn't a happy time. And for a long time the idea of marriage wasn't one she fancied very much, much less having to dress up again. Memories of Mikio's betrayal, his disgust at her strength and all of the misunderstands flashed before her eyes whenever she saw a bride. How unfortunate. Yet here she was, once again wearing bridal clothing. The silky white kimono felt heavy against her body, an unusual luxury. She was dressed as a woman, her hair pinned up with pretty pins that Akemi had gifted to her at the news of her marriage.

Mizu looks at herself in a mirror, startled to find herself smiling. She looked at herself and found herself remembering the words of her soon-to-be wife when they first met. *"You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen,"* you had said. It was in Tagalog, of course, but you later translated it for her as your relationship grew. For once Mizu felt beautiful. Felt loved. When she looked into your eyes it felt overwhelming. Mikio never looked at her like that. He only looked at her like that when he believed she was someone else. But you...

You had seen all of her. Her rage, her bitterness, her anger and her fear. And you stayed. You stayed no matter what. You always reassured her, always held her even if she had insisted she was fine. You were her everything. That idea scared and thrilled her all at the same time. And now here she was, wearing a wedding kimono with her makeup done, her heart pounding in excitement and fear.

Swallowing her feelings she finally emerges to begin the ceremony. Said ceremony was agreed to be outside due to many (all) vendors not wanting to host Mizu and her soon to be wife. Typical. Of course two women getting married wouldn't go down well. So, outside it was. Mizu began the walk to the makeshift altar, a mix between your culture and hers. The snow was falling, gently though. Like little bits of glitter in the sky, as if the very world were rejoicing in Mizu's marriage. When Mizu looks up to meet your gaze she nearly starts bawling.

There you are, looking beautiful as ever. Your hair pinned up nicely, white gown blending into the snow seamlessly. You seemed cold, the tip of your nose and the apples of your cheeks red. But the minute you saw Mizu your eyes lit up, all signs of discomfort gone in an instant, promptly replaced by a look of complete adoration. It made Mizu fall in love all over again. She continues to move forward, trying her best to hold back her tears and you do the same. Mizu looked so beautiful, ethreal, like an angel. As she finally made her way to your side she gives you a weak smile, wanting nothing more than to just get it over with and cry in your arms out of pure joy. She finally had her happy ending.

And as the snow falls around the both of you a silent promise is formed.

"In this life and the next, I will always love you."

(A/N: HAPPY HOLIDAYS FUCKERSSSSSS)

[pupyuj]

either way yujin makes me feel so many things like she looks so gay filipina with a big ass cock coded with that hair like??? couldn't stop thinking about how good she'd be in bed specially when she's mad??? or jealous??? the normally sweet little puppy, now so fucking angry, she could ruin your cunt just by fucking it with her thick cock. ☹️

and can i just say... “hm, basang basa ah? putang puta ka para sa tite ko.” while laughing and slapping your tits. ☹️

🫀

okay terribly sorry for my non-filo followers cuz i'm gonna be mumbling some tagalog nonsense here yujin drives me crazysdbskddhk—

LISTEN... yujin is very filipina-coded to me IM SORRY LIKE she's your perverted, tambay-sa-kanto gf idk how else to explain it!! hand always on your ass, has no shame groping your tits in public IN FRONT OF PEOPLE, and never hesitates to pull you into her lap and press your ass against her bulge??? to everyone else, the two of look sickeningly sweet as they watched yujin whisper to you with a big grin,, but they don't know that she's berating you 😭😭

"letting me do this in front of our friends.. hindi ka na ba nahiya?" mmdjfdhks her hand nearly between your thighs and everything,, everyday you wonder how people never see all the things she does to you in public,,, at one point, she has literally fingered your cunt from behind through your shorts while huddled up with your friends watching a teleserye and standing outside a sari-sari store sdkhcskji,,

LITERALLY FUCKS YOU WHILE SHE'S TALKING TO HER MOTHERRR???? like you're in her room ofc but she's got you sat on her lap facing the door, fingers deep inside your cunt,, grins so widely while she watched you covered your mouth,, bcs her mother saw you as her daughter's sweet, innocent girlfriend (everybody did),,, what would she say if she heard you?? ☹️ "opo, ma!! we're coming down soon," yujin yells loud enough for her mother to hear outside the door,, and then she leans into your ear, laughing like the annoying piece of shit that she isnbdskdfhc,, "you're gonna come, right? right? huh? bilisan ko ba, ha?" yujin keeps asking,, you really didn't wanna do anything that would make you lose control but fuck her fingers feel way too good that you have to nod and let yujin push you over the edge,,

and omggg the mad + jealousy thing... you're one hell of a catch so yujin can be a bit paranoid sometimes,, esp when she sees people talk to you with obvious interest and it definitely doesn't help that you're very friendly and a bit touchy with your friends sometimes,, usually, yujin takes it like a champ because she knows you would never cheat on her but other times she lets her jealousy take over her and oh yeah it gets intense in the bedroom..

"sobrang landi mo pala... i didn't know you were such a fucking whore, (y/n).. why don't you just go ahead and let yourself get fucked by all of them??" she's saying while pounding into your cunt so hard that her bed rocks against the wall??? thank goodness nobody was home.. you were to scream as loud as you wanted,,, "tangina.. d'you actually like this? fucking slut..."

hehahjshdj living in a barangay and being that loud??? yeah the two of you are definitely a hot topic within the chismosa groups 😭😭

ya'll this kinda sucked i got distracted ICBBBB I'M LOSING MY MAGIC .. YOU GUYS...

[shandzii]

Hello I just saw your recent OC animatic and found out you study animation AND are Filipino at the same time

Tagal ko na gustong aralin yung pag animate kaso di align course ko ngayon sa part na yun. Tatagalog ko nalang kung sakaling sagutin mo tong ask pero anong university/college ang naconsider mo sa pagtake on ng animation course? (Di ko tinatanong yung campus location for your privacy na rin syempre) Tas as in BS/BA in Animation ba siya? Ikaw lang ata kilala kong Filo na nag aanimate at nagsustudy ng animation course wala kasing masyadong interesado sa arts dito samin kaya pahirapan ako mag ask ng advice pasensya na po kung nakakaintrude masyado 😭😭

Gusto ko sana i off anon kaso aaaaa nahihiya pi aq pasensya na pi pero no pressure rin sa pagsagot ganda ng mga gawa mo, Shands!! Thank you kung sakali :D

I'm in computer studies taking a BS EMC course :0 it's a mix of 2d/3d animation and game design (there's still lots of coding end me asdfghjkl) It was added pretty recently so I know your struggle hhhh ;v; I shifted to it earlier this year

[kitasgloves]

"Pasilyo"

event masterlist

— ♬ "'Di maikukumpara, araw-araw kong dala-dala, paboritong panalangin ko'y ikaw"

— ♬ Iwaizumi x Reader, timeskip, SFW, tooth-rotting fluff, gen reader, added headcanon that Iwa is half-filo so there's Tagalog dialogue, the translation won't be accurate so feel free to correct me, no beta

His palms are sweaty, and he can feel the electricity coursing over his muscles. Iwaizumi Hajime is intensely filled with excitement and nervousness. With every heavy inhale, he's only staring at you. There you were, strolling at the beginning of the aisle, approaching the church's altar. Iwaizumi was about to kiss you there and never let you go, and he couldn't ask for anything more.

You met Iwaizumi when he was twenty-seven and working as an athletic trainer for the  Japanese Volleyball team, you were the manager and the timing couldn't be more perfect. People would ask and you'd always say you were the one who fell in love first and Iwaizumi will deny that he fell harder. You walked inside the building on your first day and saw this handsome man with large muscles, so it was natural for you to gawk. Iwaizumi greeted you politely and smiled, your heart skipped several beats within a second. He had that boyish charm that it was hard not to fall for.

With a hot guy like that, you knew you had to make a move. It began with bringing him coffee every morning, he'd always give you that smile that lights up the darkest room. Whenever you two were in the office, you'd always start a conversation to get him to talk more and hear his voice. Iwaizumi often assisted you with the athletes and looked out for you whenever they got rowdy. You two grew close and began eating together during lunch, sometimes he would rub the back of his neck and ask if he could walk you home. Your face always felt flushed whenever he would wave goodbye after he dropped you off.

People would wonder who confessed first, and you'd sigh and point at Iwaizumi. It was the end of the Tokyo Olympics, your job as the Japanese Volleyball team's manager had come to an end and you'll have to apply to another team again. It was the evening after the celebration when Iwaizumi asked if he could talk with you outside, there was a bunch of cheering and whistling from the athletes when they witnessed it.

"But it's cold outside, Iwa"

"Here, you can borrow my jacket. I need to talk to you"

He insists as you eagerly slip on his jacket, sniffing his intoxicating scent. The two of you stood outside in the cold evening, you looked over to see Iwaizumi with his hands in his pockets trying to fight back a shiver. He looked adorable with red cheeks on his tan skin.

"So, what do you wanna talk about?"

"I like you, [Name]. A lot"

"Oh"

"I get it if you don't feel the same but I don't want to part ways with you without telling you what I feel"

It took a minute for you to process what he said before smiling up at him, Iwaizumi was perplexed. You reached for his hands and clasped them with your own, sharing your warmth through your palms.

"I like you too, ya idiot"

"Oh shit. Really?"

"Why did you think I keep giving you free coffee and letting you walk me home every night?"

The cold couldn't stop Iwaizumi from letting out a victorious laugh lifting you into his strong arms and spinning you around. You could never forget that night, not when he looks at you like you're everything that he's been searching for in his entire life.

Nothing could ever compare, every day Iwaizumi carries his favorite prayer; to be with you until he's old. Every day, he prays to God that his last name would be yours. To think that it's finally walking now because he sees you finish your walk down the aisle and climb the steps towards him. Iwaizumi's chest swelled up with emotion when you reached to grab his hand in front of the priest, in front of your friends and family. He couldn't stop the tear sliding down his cheek when he finally embraced you. 

The last two years of Iwaizumi's life were filled with colors as you painted his life with love and happiness. Every moment he intertwined his hands with you, every second he got to kiss you, and every time he held you, he never took everything for granted. He promised to treat you right, to give you everything you want and deserve. Flowers, chocolate, kisses, or a shoulder to cry on, he makes sure to provide it to you. Through tender nights and tough fights, Iwaizumi never left you.

It has always been you and only you. The one he wants to spend the rest of his life with, the one he wants to share this happiness with, the one he wants to return home to, and the one who'll forever have his heart. Iwaizumi makes sure that he lets you know all of that until he has saved enough and bought you a shiny ring. It was your third anniversary that he got on one knee. Sure, people might think he's rushing into things but he couldn't wait any longer. He was thirty and he wanted to marry you so bad. So, as he watches you go teary-eyed and scream 'Yes!' at him, he doesn't waste any time slipping that engagement ring on your finger and giving you one long and loving kiss.

Everybody at the wedding murmured how you and Iwaizumi couldn't take your eyes off each other, they teased and melted at the sight. As it was time to say your vows, the church was suddenly filled with stillness. You grabbed the microphone and smiled at Iwaizumi.

"I remember you getting drunk during Oikawa's birthday party and yelling at your friends about how we're getting married. It was adorable and funny because you were so wasted"

There was laughter coming from the people in the pews. Iwaizumi playfully rolled his eyes at you.

"I also remember that one time seeing your mom cry because she was so happy that you got engaged and she wouldn't stop bragging about it to her friends. You looked so embarrassed"

"Pinapahiya mo ba ako?"

[Are you embarrassing me?]

Iwaizumi muttered but you dismissed it with a giggle. Iwaizumi's mother gave you a huge smile and laughed in her seat.

"As I recall those moments I have come to realize that I wanted to spend forever with you. To think that you have changed the trajectory of my life within two years and eight months of being together, it's fantastic. I promise to be stuck with you in sickness and in health. I promise to be stuck with you to the point that not even death can separate us. Hajime, my love, my home, and the one I promise to give happiness to until the end of time. I love you"

You finished your vow as everyone clapped. Iwaizumi wipes the corner of his eyes with his sleeve and sniffs. His best man, Oikawa, teases him by handing him his handkerchief. He glared daggers at his best friend and snatched the handkerchief before the microphone was handed to him. He clears his throat.

"[Name], aking mahal"

[[Name], my love]

"My palms are so sweaty and I could feel the spark throughout my body. I prayed for this moment and to have finally happen before my eyes, it makes me excited for the life I will have once you have my last name. I vow to keep you safe, to make you feel happy, and to provide you with everything you need. I promise to love you until you're practically sick of it"

Iwaizumi looks over and sees you grin at him. 'I doubt that' you mouthed towards him and his stomach did a flip. He spent the entire month writing and re-writing his vows only to change them again now he's standing in front of you. He figured that he didn't need a poetic vow to promise to you that he'll love you until the end of time. Whatever his heart told him to say was enough.

"Di maikukumpara, araw-araw kong dala-dala, paboritong panalangin ko'y ikaw"

[Nothing could ever compare. Every day I carry, my favorite prayer is you]

He finishes and you melt. It was your turn to get teary-eyed. Words would never describe the absolute joy you felt at the moment. As you two said your 'I do's, the priest asked if there were any objections, and immediately, Iwaizumi's three friends began jokingly glaring at the pews.

"Object my bro's wedding or you're catching these hands"

You recognize that it was Matsukawa. There was a series of laughter from the pews as Iwaizumi let out a face-palm. Fortunately, though, nobody decides to object. And before you know it, you have taken Hajime's last name and finally kissed him at the altar. Everybody clapped and whistled as you and now your husband walked down the aisle, smiling and waving at everybody. Hajime leans over to your ear and whispers.

"Finally, I'm fucking starving"

"You didn't eat breakfast, didn't you?"

"I couldn't, I was too excited and nervous about the wedding"

"Hajime, you idiot"

"Can't wait for our honeymoon, though"

He smirks down at you and you immediately blushed and slapped his arm. Hajime lets out a laugh. This married life was promising, and you and he couldn't be happier to experience it.

©kitasgloves (do not steal or copy)

[marshedmallowes]

is it okay to req for a filo reader? i saw merienda and immediately thought "kababayan" im sorry tho if i got it wrong—😭

MILES with a filipino reader

a/n: okay i'm so sorry this is really short because life is very hectic right now </3 i hope u enjoy tho

tags:

you would swear in filo a lot to the point where miles'd learn how to swear himself... he'd know more profanities than anything else LMAO

you'd love making miles try our filo foods like sisig! sinigang! adobo! or maybe even snacks like clover, piatos, or street food like isaw, fish balls, all your childhood food!

you call miles' parents tito and tita. they breathed a sigh of relief when you first met them and you didn't call them by their first names

your parents LOVE miles! they're happy their child is dating someone with good grades (ha ha..)

your moms would always make chika together also HAHAHA

miles would try to learn a little filipino to impress you. it may have a little bit of an accent but it's okay because it's the thought that counts!!

You're lying down on Miles' bed, illuminated phone in one hand and the other intertwined with your boyfriend's. You can kind of tell he's trying to tell you something, the way his eyes constantly shift to your gaze and back to his phone.

"What's up? You seem bothered." You yourself started to get quite bothered with the continuous glances.

Miles' attention immediately shifts to you. "Oh, yeah. I wanted to show you something."

Your interest peaks when he opens his phone and clears up his throat. "Ahem. Magandang... hapon.. po." (good afternoon, formally)

At once, your eyes light up and you break into the biggest smile he's ever seen— he is a little stunned at your oh-so-positive response.

"My gosh, where'd you learn that? That's amazing!"

"Um, I know a few more phrases, actually. I got this, uh, language app."

You beckon him to recite, ecstatic at his knowledge for your own language.

"Okay, um... ikaw ay maganda! (you are pretty, in a slightly stiff way) And uhh, asan po yung banyo?" (where is the bathroom?)

You let out a hearty laugh at the latter sentence, your heart fluttering at his endearing self.

"Hay, bat ang pogi mo talaga?" (why are you so handsome) You pull him into a hug, showering him with kisses. His ears turn a little red, but he plays it cool (or so he thinks) with a slightly awkward peck returned on the cheek.

Your heart swelled at the idea that Miles had put in so much effort towards appreciating your language and culture.

"Mahal ko kita, aking sinta." (love you, my darling)

a/n 2: listen since miles is using a language app to learn he also probably knows common phrases tourists might use to get around so... thats why i kinda put that

[ultimate-rider]

Naofumi has been getting use to the Rider World. It had been awhile since he has been in a world that is more modern then his...but there has been one thing that has been bothering him.

This Box...it has been bothering him since he saw Tanjiro carrying it during there universe hopping adventure...and now he has been looking at this box along with Ryuko.

Naofumi: "What the hell does that Tanjiro guy keep in this thing?"

Ryuko: "I am more amazed he has been lugging it around..."

Okayasu: "So you guys have been wondering what's inside the box too?"

Filo: "Scar Face and I-"

Okayasu: "Don't call em that."

Filo: "Have been trying to figure out what could be inside."

Mako: "Maybe mountains of cash and jewels!?"

Okayasu: "Spar swords in case his breaks?"

Filo: "His secret collection of weird books with girls in bikinis on them?" *Everyone looked at Filo after hearing that.* @oddblogfullofoddmuses

[anuncalledbridge]

Leap of faith

Summary: you didn't expect you'd be pulled into a verse where there is no Avenger, no Peter, and no Ned.

Pairing: Miles Morales x (half filo) Stark!reader

Warning: knife, cursing, cursing in tagalog, violence, mention of death.

Previous part

It has been two days since you've been pulled by that strange portal. By some mysterious matter, Gwen and you somehow got into visions academy, an academy which you heard are only for the rich and intelligent kids. Vision Academy wasn't hard and it wasn't easy either but you could manage same goes for Gwen, she was rather exceptional herself.

When night falls you always find yourself feeling alone, sure Gwen was there but she is either sleeping or completely ignoring you. You miss home, you missed your dad, that's the only thing you and Gwen had in common, missing home.

You grabbed your suit deciding to sneak out, you looked at Gwen "wanna go for a swing?" You asked, she was burying her nose in a book "No, I feel tired" she lazily replied.

"Suit yourself, pinkie" You jump from your two-story building and shot a web on a building. You were too deep in your thoughts as you swing. Yesterday you went to visit Manhattan and found absolutely nothing. Manhattan looked so empty without the avenger tower.

There was a spider person like you in this verse but to your surprise, it was a guy, there was no explanation as to how any of this happened but since you got here you made it upon yourself to make some sort of device to get yourself home but it was quite complicated than you thought. The multiverse was somehow in shambles, you hoped that Dr. Strange finds a way to fix this while you were trying to go home.

You sat on a tower watching the city lights; you sat there for a while, thinking of something, anything other than this madness.

You got bored eventually and just decided to look around, your line of sight traveled to each civilian until it landed on a lady being mugged by someone.

"Okay! Need to get these pent-up feelings out!" You stretched your limp arms then you started to shoot your web to the next building.

"Woo! " You shouted, dodging a huge truck as you made your way to the crime "Help-- help me please!" The lady sounded so defeated her broken sobs were heard a mile away making you pick up your pace.

"Ain't it a bit rude, interrupting her well-deserved walk?" You spoke out of nowhere, making the culprit look up from his current position "Who are you!?" He shouted, quite terrified seeing a new sight other than their local hero.

"That's what they always say" You jump from a small building then you started to walk over to him "Never, 'oh! How are you amazing spider-woman?' you know what I mean? No?" You taunted.

"Stay where you are! Or else this bitch dies" he gruffly grabbed the woman's arm as he pointed the knife at her neck.

You gasp "Calling a woman 'bitch'? How would your mother feel if he saw you right now? Pushing you out of her vajayjay must've been a huge disappointment" You clicked your tongue in feigned disappointment.

"Oh well! There's nothing we could do about that" You shrugged. You swiftly shoot your web at the girl, successfully pulling her to you as she yelps at the process.

The culprit backed away dropping his knife and sprinting for his dear like "Hey! Where are your manners!" You shouted.

You were about to go after him but then a silhouette suddenly appeared in front of him catching him off guard, before he knew it he was already stuck on a wall, webs all over his body.

You saw Spiderman right there in front of you, he was talking to the culprit about something then his sight averted to you.

"Saw your little stunt, who are you?" He asked as he inch his way towards you "Ha? no no English." You tried to salvage this situation with your god-awful accent only to receive a laugh "No need to hide, heard you talking about pushing someone out of there-- you know how it goes" he winced.

The lady from earlier had already left after thanking you, so it was just the both of you plus the culprit who was on the wall "Who are you?" He asked again "tangina, papatayin ako ni Gwen nito" (fuck, Gwen is gonna kill me) you muttered. It didn't bother you much but Gwen, Oh dear.

Peter didn't understand a thing you just said, the only thing he caught was the name 'Gwen' "Whose Gwen?" He asked

"No one! It's nice doing business with you Mr. Daddy long legs!" Before you got time to swing your ass to Gwen he said something and you froze.

"I'm Peter, Peter Parker." The deafening silence made Peter uncomfortable a bit. In your verse Peter wasn't the Spiderman, instead, he had lived a pretty normal nerdy life and was your best friend who was obsessed with the star wars lore and Legos.

This Peter was much older than you, you can tell. Peter took off his mask and it completely left your mouth hanging open. Instead of luscious dark brown curly hair, he was blonde, and as you guess he was much much older than you.

"Is this what old age does to you!? Turn you blonde?!" You gestured your hands around him in exaggeration "Time has not been good to you, babes" Peter was offended for all he knows, he was perfect.

"She can talk.." he muttered. "No this isn't fair" he shook his head with a furrowed brow. "I don't know your name and your Identity" he sighs, looking at you expectedly "Oh! Right. Wait a minute, barbie"

"I'm pretty gorgeous so be warned" It feels like you were revealing yourself in a Roblox group chat with a bunch of kids that you and your Peter tried to prank. you pushed the nanotechnology spider logo on your suit and there reveals your face.

"Im--"

"Y/n!"

You didn't expect this...Peter, not your Peter, engulfed you in a tight hug, making you stumble back "O-okay.." you awkwardly said not knowing where to put your hands.

For what felt like minutes he started to sob "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" his breath was ragged if mistaken he'd have a panic attack "Dude, hey...what happened?" You finally asked.

Peter pulled away from you, as he wiped off his tears "I thought you...d-died" he had a hard time looking at you, guilt pooled in his eyes "whaaatt?" You dragged your word, still not processing his statement.

He chuckled softly but the pain is evidently still there "You're mistaken, Peter. I'm not from here, I just happen to stumble here"

"What?" He asked finally discarding his previous feeling "I was pulled by something close to a black hole, which terrified the hell out of me by the way" Peter paced around, still not meeting your gaze, afraid that if he did, he might cry again.

"Kingpin.." he muttered, he was thinking for a while then he finally looked up at you "Wait, how come you're here early? He didn't activate the machine yet" his voice was painted with confusion and a tinge bit of solemnity.

"Beats me, but that is a horrible name" You made a face of disgust while Peter smiled fondly, seemingly remembering something that includes you "You're still the same y/n, well except for the part where you spoke in a different language" that made you smile, although you have no idea what you're getting yourself into or who this exact copy of you is.

"Wanna grab a coffee or something?" You asked, as you ready yourself to swing "at this hour? Sure, why not" he put on his mask and with a last nod he took off swinging, you following behind him.

----

"You married Mj?!" You gaped at him, shaking his head as he took a bite of his burger "Yeah I did, she helped me a lot since... you know" he looked down at the city, he was trying to say something but he was having a hard getting it out; finally he let out a long sigh then he looked at you. "Y-you were too young when you died, Y/n. I couldn't forgive myself"

"Hey, it's not your fault. Even if it's not me I know she won't blame you either." You rub comfort on his back, you don't know a single thing about comforting.

Peter's usual demeanor came back after a few words of horrible comforting and encouragement, and you think he finally has the closure he deserves.

You told him everything about the verse you live in, from the Avengers to your Peter and your father.

"Wait, so this Captain America guy, is always on your 'ass' because you're being too unnecessarily loud?" He questioned "Yes! Good thing I can curse in my own language so he's got nothing on my ass... although he found out one day, didn't hear the end of it. My dad was a snitch" you muttered the last part.

Peter laughed "Your suit is awesome by the way," He asked "I made it!" You smugly said. Peter let out a huff in amusement. "You? You made it?" He said as if he didn't believe your statement but he knew full well that you were capable of making something like that.

You scoffed "Of course I did, I mean how couldn't I?" Peter rolled his eyes at you, he then averted his gaze back to the city. Hanging out with Peter made you miss your Peter more; Sure they were different in so many ways but they somehow share the same traits.

"I've got to go Peter" You sat up from your position, as Peter did the same following your action "See you around?" He asked, "Of course!" You outstretched your hand for a fistbump and he gladly reciprocated.

You both went your separate ways, as you continued to swing back to your dorm. The whole way there you were thinking about how you're gonna tell Gwen this but that didn't really register when you arrived back at your dorm.

Will you're not inside your dorm, more like outside banging the hell out of the window "Gwen! Open this window right now!" You shouted but not too loud, careful to not wake up your dorm neighbor "Hoy Gwen! Anak nang- open this right now Gwen!" (Hey Gwen! Son of a-- open this right now Gwen) You groaned.

Gwen wasn't asleep, you can clearly see the light from your shared bedroom. To no avail, you just decided to give up "tangina, mandaan moto Gwen!" (son of a bitch, mark this day Gwen!) You spoke lastly as you tried to find a window that can access the hall, you just hoped the security guard was asleep.

You found one "Take that Gwen!" You muttered. You already took off your mask and covered your suit with a jacket. You gently closed the window as carefully as you could to not cause some attention. You smiled to yourself "'Another night another slay and I served--" and you spoke too soon.

You felt someone crash into you but you didn't fall it just surprised you, but the person who bummed you did. Miles groaned as he tried to focus his vision, he swore a huge guy must've bummed into him but then he looked up.

"Oh"

"Are you okay, wait-- are you sneaking out?" You asked as you help him up "N-no" he stuttered. He regained his balance then he finally got a good look at you.

Your hair was disheveled and you got a bag forming under your eye but you still look good, at least that's what you think about yourself.

You hummed looking at him suspiciously "Right..." He looked anywhere, avoiding your observant eyes "I-- uh, I was trying to--" he rubbed his neck with his dominant hand while his other hand was gesturing around.

You laughed "Dude relax, I'm not gonna snitch on you-- unless you're trying to snitch on me" You feigned seriousness "No! I-I swear I will not!" He replied almost immediately.

"I'm just playing with you, but if you don't want to get caught, don't go this hall if you're trying to sneak out"

"Then why are you here?"

You pursed your lips and clicked your tongue "I- you-" Miles knitted his brow together, awaiting your reply. You let out a sigh.

"you know what? I think I'm gonna snitch on you" You narrowed your eyes at him. Miles laughed, his previous nervous demeanor decapitated and instead, he tried to cover it up with faux confidence.

"you can't do that now, can you? I'm Miles Morales." he smiled. He had that kind smile that can make you melt.

"You're new, right? I-- I'm actually new too" You noticed he was growing nervous. You nodded "I guess...I saw what your dad did earlier" you smirked, as he groaned in embarrassment.

"Please don't make me remember that," he said with an exaggerated sigh. The scene between Miles and his Dad brought a frown across your face, it awfully reminded you of your dad.

"Oh, I doubt that. That's gonna stick with you as long as I'm near" You started to walk as he followed after you.

"I never caught your name--"

"Probably because, I didn't throw it, Morales" you blatantly said. Miles rolled his eyes a growing smile made its way to his lips.

"I didn't mean it like that, and just call me by my first name, it's weird" You chuckled "Sure, Morales" Miles threw his head back laughing.

The pair of you blindly walked through the hall, forgetting about the curfew entirely "Aren't you going to sneak out?" You asked Miles.

Miles chuckled nervously "I was gonna, but I'm just too tired, you know?" Miles wanted to sneak out and talk to his uncle but he didn't want to miss this opportunity into making friends.

"Am I really that good to hang out with for you to miss your daily sneak-out sesh?" You smirked as you leaned in closer to him. Miles was tense he couldn't say a word, your breath was fanning onto him and he can basically smell your perfume.

Suddenly a whistle echoed at the end of the hall making both of you turn your head to the source "Isn't it a bit too early to shag your classmate!" The guard shouted. "you'll both face deep consequences about this!"

"Run." You whispered into his ears, and Miles swore he could feel goosebumps. Before he even got time to process his dilemma, you grabbed his arms without warning, and god you were strong.

"Isn't it a bit too early to listen to the exclusive spider man Christmas song?!" You shouted with a laugh. Miles who heard your statement snorted and let out a bark of laughter.

"I didn't know you had such great taste in music!" Miles counter back and laughed. He peeked from his shoulder to see the guard who was running after the both of you; the way the guard ran made Miles laugh even harder his stomach hurting.

You looked back seeing the same thing and just like Miles it had you crackling. To say the guard wasn't flustered was an understatement, that enough made him determined to catch you both. Both of your laughter was so loud some of the students came out of their dorms and that alone distracted the guard from chasing after the both of you.

It took you a while to find a safe place to finally get peace. Mile was out of breath, he was panting like a dog; with laughter mixed with a full lap run, who wouldn't?

"you look dehydrated," you said out of amusement.

"Really? I didn't think it was that obvious" he remarked between ragged breath.

You sat down, him sitting down next to you, he was still out of breath "Why are you so unaffected-- I mean like, you basically ran through the whole school" You side glance at him "Mama mo blue." (Your mom is blue) that was so out of pocket even for Miles. Honestly, you didn't feel like talking, you loved Mile's company but you were just too tired, everything was just so overwhelming.

"No she's not, bet yours is" That made you chuckle, Miles understanding parts of your Filipino jokes brought you smiling wider.

"My mom is dead." You laughed seeing Mile's color drained from his face "I'm so sorry--" he was genuinely trying to apologize but he burst out laughing making you laugh harder.

"I'm serious though-- I'm sorry" his laughter subsided, replacing it with a sympathetic look "No need, Miles. It was a long time ago" You smiled reassuringly at him.

Miles grinned, looking mischievously at you "What?" You asked "You called me by my first name" he wiggled his brows "Oh fuck off, dude" You punched his shoulder gently but he still made a sound.

You felt your phone buzz, averting your attention to your phone. Miles watched your smile turn into an annoyed frown as you saw the text on your phone.

"where are you?" you mocked in a high-toned voice. Miles let out a huff of amusement watching you "Now she's worried when she was the one who locked me out!" You complained.

"Roommate?" Miles asked feeling quite the same as you. You hummed.

"my roommate is always on his computer 24/7 sometimes I can hardly sleep at all," he said still looking your way. "Will, let's just say my roommate likes to play pranks with me" you muttered.

"Didn't it cross your mind that maybe she does that because...you always start it"

You scoffed "Strong accusation, but fair point-- and I need to go, she's spamming me" You stand up from your position as Miles frowned.

"You still didn't tell me your name," he said while standing up. You narrowed your eyes, surely you won't tell him your name but you thought of a cool nickname to piss Gwen off.

"Gwendolyn Garcia" you held back a laugh, pursing your lips to conceal it. "Will see you around, Gwendolyn" he enthusiastically said.

"Copy that" Hearing that made Miles groaned loudly and you throw your head back laughing. You both went your separate ways with the previous event still in mind. Miles for sure will cherish the night. You in the other hand still can't sleep.

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Tag list: @itstooearly-its3am

[prongsie-kins]

part two of when i met you

this is a filo!james au revolving around james potter courting regulus black in a semi-traditional way

disclaimer: english is NOT my first language and not the type that this would be beautifully written but there might be some grammatical error i didn't notice while editing. also keep in mind that this is my first multichapter fic and im still trying to improve my writing

translations at the bottom

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without even knowing what love and life were all about

James didn't stop. Regulus doesn't think he plans to. Wherever he's going, James is just suddenly there. Pestering him. He didn't know how he always found him. Even in a hidden alcove that he thinks it was only him who knows about it then suddenly there's James. Writing his essay.

He even got the nerve to look surprised. "Wow Reg, didn't know you would be finding me here."

"You're getting suspicious." Regulus crossed his arms.

"Maybe I just wanted your attention." James cocks his head to the side and leaned back to the wall. "You know, you are not easy to erase from my mind. Just—tila ako'y nahulog sa mala bituin mong ganda."

Regulus just gave that baffled look, obviously not understanding a word he said. But that didn't stop him from replying. "I wasn't aware that you still have a brain."

"Hey!"

"Seriously," James snorted. "What do you want?"

"I already told you, liligawan kita."

"You think you're high and mighty 'cause I don't understand what you're saying?"

"Oh, I'm loving it."

"Va te faire foutre!"

—

"What does 'liligawan kita' means, Sirius?" Regulus asks his brother, hesitantly. Surely he knows some Filipino phrases since he lives with the Potters now. He didn't expect his already pale face to go paler.

"Did James tell you that?"

"He kept repeating it when I asked him what his pestering means," Regulus shrugs. Sirius temper is boiling now. That doesn't sound good.

"It's what Monty did to Effie," Sirius trails off. "Did he really say 'ligaw' to you?"

"That's how I learned to pronounce it correctly," Regulus deadpans.

"It means 'pissing you off'." Sirius' tone is biting now. "Excuse me for a moment. I need to find James."

He didn't even wait for Regulus' reply. He just marched away. That surely is an odd reaction. Does it really mean that? Was he really just pissing Regulus off?

Regulus didn't have to wait for an answer. James came barrelling to him as if he were being chased. "Hi Reg, let's head to the library?"

"You know I could tell Sirius where you are, don't you?"

"It's not as if you have a way to communicate this far to each other," James smirks. He grabbed Regulus' wrist and pulled him to the hall.

He did not, in fact, go to the library. They went to the greenhouse instead.

"This seems too peaceful to piss me off, Potter."

"I just have to show you something." He seems to be finding something. "Here!" He gestured at a chain of flowers that were pure white, small, dainty, star-shaped blossoms with a very heady scent.

This was the first time he saw a flower like that. It smells really good. "What's it called?"

"Sampaguita," James said, with a smile blooming on his face. "It symbolizes purity and fidelity. It's from back home—like in the Philippines. They usually use those flowers for saints."

"And you're showing me this...?" Regulus trails off, asking.

"You look quite like a saint." Regulus never expected a compliment. Especially from James who suddenly vowed he would piss him off. This is clearly not pissing Regulus off. Quite the opposite, really. He knew James could be a charmer but he didn't see himself on the receiving point. "I want you to keep it," James continues, not letting Regulus think of a reply to the compliment.

"How are you so sure I can take care of it?"

"Because I can't. Just keep it. It's charmed so that it doesn't wither as long as its owner is in lo..." James trailed off so quietly he didn't hear the last word.

"Um, okay. How can I trust you it's not a prank?" Regulus asks, skeptical.

"Trust me." He's not even hinting that it's a joke.

"If this turns out to be a prank I would ask Sirius to kill you in your sleep or I could kill you myself."

"Then I'll gladly die if it's you I would see last."

—

If James is thinking that compliments and flirting gestures would piss him off then he's not thought of that well. Regulus came to the dorm, the Sampaguita chain practically wrapped around his wrist

"Wicked smell! Is that a new weed?" Barty asked.

"No."

"What? You're making this dorm a mini Hufflepuff common room, is that it?"

"It's just a flower chain and I'm not." Regulus places the flower on his desk. "James gave it to me. Said he can't take care of it."

"Seems to me, he's giving that to you as a gift."

"He's trying to piss me off. This is probably a prank."

"Then why was it wrapped around your dainty little wrist like it's very dear to you?"

"Who knows what would happen if I ruined it? Drop it, Barty. I do not have a romantic relationship with James."

"I didn't say you have a relationship with 'James'," Barty quotes. "Since when were you on a first-name basis?"

"We're not. Merlin, stop being nosy."

"I hope you know what you're getting into," Pandora said suddenly. Since when was she in here?

"Have you been here all this time?" Regulus asks.

"You're too busy gawking at the flower James gave you." Pandora walks towards him and gently grabs his arm where the Sampaguita wraps snugly. "This is interesting. It smells lovely. Is this Sampaguita?"

"How do you know that?"

"You can't forget a flower that smells as good as this. Lily gave me a chain of this flower after her vacation." She delicately touched the flowers. "James is really sweet giving you this. Are you sure it's his motives?"

"Why would he give me flowers if not annoy me? That would probably do something in my sleep."

"I'd love to die with that scent," Pandora commented. "Seriously Reg, Are you certain about his motives? It's unusual that he gives flowers to someone he doesn't fancy."

"It's not just a flower. It's a whole fucking chain," Barty adds.

"Would you two just stop."

"Just saying," Barty teases. "You sure he doesn't fancy you."

"No." If his face is red, no one's going to dare to point it out.

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"tila ako'y nahulog sa mala bituin mong ganda" - seems like i fell for your star-like beauty

"liligawan kita" - i'll court you

"Va te faire foutre" - go fuck yourself