#jiro nito

[rosquinn]

for the 5 people who also like guchiry

[nightmare8-420]

man to think that half a year ago id be shaking at the thought of talking to new ppl, and now, now its just exciting.

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Sharks and White Bread HinsaoJiro

By: J

No tws unless you count white bread ig.

1,500~ words

Uh. How do you write a character that literally doesnt even have a canon design? make it ooc of course!

i can’t believe i hate hinsaori so much it looped back to loving him. oh god. what next theyll go to therapy?

Tsuruhiko Multi Grain?

this is essentially crack taken somewhat seriously.

im so sorry for writing this

Hinsaori came out of his room and was searching through the kitchen cabinets. Bread. White. Fucking. Bread. It's all he's wanted for a while. All day. Everyday. Every meal. White fucking bread. But of course. It wasn't healthy to only have bread for every meal, and even if he didn't care for his own nutrition, Kouga wouldn't let him. He's always so sweet to everyone, how did Ota get so lucky.

But, this was his first two slices of the day, and Kouga wasn't home to kick his ass, so he could eat his two slices of plain white bread in peace.

He sat on the couch, rubbing his hands deviously one may say, planning to absolutely devour this 'meal'.

So that he did. Absolutely devouring that bread- less violent devouring, but the taste was so good to him he might as well be. 

On his second piece, Nito had come out of his room, he was still here? Ota had thought Jiro had left with the others to do gods-knows-what, apparently not though.

Jiro essentially threw himself onto the couch cushion, absolutely bodying it, with a sigh. 

Jiro was. Hard to read. To say the least, his expressions either were the opposite of what he feels, or exactly what he feels. It's just figuring out which is when that's the hard part.

Hinsaori put down the bread slice in his hand before speaking

"Uh.. Y'okay?" (BEHOLD. MY AMERICANISM. *EVIL LAUGHS CHOKES AND DIES*) 

Jiro looked over to the long haired man, looking him up and down 

"Yeah, just.. Thinking" he said in a monotone voice. 

Why did he look at Ota like that? Did he do something wrong? Was it because of the bread?

"Wellllll you wanna say 'bout what?" he asked before slightly cocking his head.

Jiro sighed and paused, considering how to word his statement.

"Well.. You know the thing about 'if I can't swim, and sharks can't walk, it'd come down to who's the better cycler'? Like, how would the shark stay on the bicycle? Wouldn't it fall off and be disqualified?"

That...What The fuck is Nito on right now. 

Hinsaori just stared at Jiro for a while, "wouldn't it be disqualified" does- does Nito know that sharks can't breath out of water-.

"J-Jiro. You uh, feeling okay bud?" he asked putting his hand on Jiros’ shoulder, seriously has he even slept? 

"Yeah, just wondering y'know?" Jiro responded before looking at the ceiling like it was the most interesting thing there was.

"Have you slept?" Hinsaori was starting to seriously worry for the others health, sure Jiro could be impulsive, and destructive, and an absolute dumbass, but this? This was new.

"Hm? Yeah? Why are you asking aren't *you* the insomniac?" He had a point, but where did that question even come from? Sure the guy wasn't serious all the time, but that expression..

"oh god I can't do this- Jiro. Where the fuck did that question come from." 

and in return, all he got was a blank stare and a shrug.

Jiro stood up and walked into the kitchen, Hinsaori could hear him putting a kettle on

"Tea?" he asked 

"No I want to drink boiling water"

"What." 

"You heard me birdman. Just eat your soggy bread."

What the actual fuck. 

Hinsaori sighed, setting the bread slice he'd been clenching for the past 5? Minutes now, on the table and walked into the kitchen as well.

He pulled out a knife from the knife box (wtf are those called) 

"Who are you and what have you done with Nito!" he pointed the knife (somewhat playfully) at the assumed double

The Dumbass number 2 reached around him, pulling another knife out of the knife box, handing it to Hinsaori

"the one you have is dull" stating blankety before turning back to the kettle

"also would you like some tea or coffee?" he asked unmoving

"I- sure?" he lowered the knife, even if this somehow really wasn't Jiro, whoever this was clearly wasn't okay.

Jiro moved to the cup cabinet, 2 down from the stove, and pulled out two mugs, one plain black, another white with some black and red writing.

Jiro opened the little tea pouch thing (idk what it's called, tea foreskin ig) and put it in the black mug, before putting copious amounts of sugar into it as well...maybe This was Jiro?

"Tea or coffee" he asked

"Uh- coffee is fine" he replied, even if this was Jiro, would he know how to make his coffee?

Jiro put one 1 teaspoon of coffee grounds in the white mug, then two of sugar, damn, does Jiro really pay that much attention to everything? Sure it's not overly complicated, but he didn't even ask and Jiro isn't one for assuming.. 

Jiro stirred his tea, then Otas coffee with the same spoon before handing the mug to him. Before he took his painfully sweet tea and walked back to the couch. 

Hinsaori did the same after putting the knife away. Plopping down on the couch cushion beside Jiro.

He took a sip of the coffee and.. Damn. Damn! It really was good, it was his usual but for some reason it tasted so much better? What the hell did Jiro put into this shit?

He wanted to ask, but he watched the man make it. There was nothing else in it. Maybe it was just because he was still tired-ish?

Seeing how words didn't get him very far, he rested his right hand on Jiros leg, sipping with his left. Instead of jerking away like usual, Jiro let him. Drinking his 'disgusting' tea. He sat it down on the table beside him, and closed his eyes. Fuck he really was tired huh? He could feel Hinsaoris warm hand through his pants, it felt nice, especially considering the cold weather as of late, he almost wanted to sink into it more, no matter how impossible that was.

Hinsaori, noticing that Jiro had finally relaxed, sat his coffee on the floor by his feet, just far enough away to not kick it by accident.

He brought his right hand up to Jiros forehead before speaking,

"Y'know, if you're tired we can go lay down, you don't gotta push yourself" Even though he'd said he'd slept.. Hinsaori was doubtful, he wasn't an insomniac sure but for some reason he had this odd habit of pulling all-nighters, even if he wasn't doing anything specific. 

Jiro halfway opened his eyes, before pushing his head into Hinsaoris shoulder, whispering "yes..Please...that'd be nice." Letting impulse take over. He didn't feel like he needed to explain himself to the others, that he didn't need to explain why he lied about not sleeping. There was always some unspoken understanding between him and the others. It.. It was nice.

"Alright-" Hinsaori started as he ruffled Jiros’ hair lightly, god Jiro felt as if he could melt into the guy.

"Go ahead and get into bed, I'll be there in a second mm? Alright?" 

Jiro vaguely tried to nod his head, really only nudging himself into Hinsaoris’ shoulder bone. "Yeah..", he moved finally, taking a few swigs of his tea, he stood up, walked to the kitchen, threw the tea bag out, rinsed the mug, put it in the sink, and headed to bed.

Did Jiro really finish his tea that quickly? Jeeze.

Hinsaori picked his coffee off the ground, taking a few sips, yeah there's no way he's gonna finish it that fast, so he sat it on the counter beside the sink, he'll deal with it later, all he cared about right now was snuggling with the unsnuggleable.

He walked into his bedroom to find Jiro, facing the wall, blanket pulled down, waiting for Ota. He shut his door behind him.

He unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, he considered changing but he felt comfortable enough, he could always just rewash it.

He got into bed and pulled the covers up onto both of them.

He stared at the ceiling fan, he never turned it on, Jiro always had to have a fan on, or at least the noise, even in the middle of winter. It's a wonder that his still works considering how often it's on.

Just staring at the ceiling, he didn't feel as tired anymore. He rolled over to Jiros back, huh. Jiro usually turns his back to the wall, maybe he's over thinking it. Yeah. 

He mentally crossed his fingers that he wouldn't be killed for what he was about to do, and wrapped his arms around Jiros lower torso, resting his face in between his shoulder and head, so close to his ear..

Jiro moved his hands to Hinsaoris, resting them there. His hands were always so cold compared to everyone else's, he'd never admit it but, he loved holding hands, how warm it was.

He was at peace.

He whispered something out before falling dead asleep to the world, Hinsaori followed soon after.

"I love you."

"I love you more. Always."

. .

Kouga, Reina, and Noriko got back later than expected. Even though they were an activist group, they were still people, which meant they still had to run errands. 

Kouga was in the kitchen with Reina unpacking groceries while Noriko took off her shoes on the couch, before she went to stand up to put them away, she saw it to her left..

A piece of white bread. Just on the table. Sitting there. Menacingly.

Today was Hinsaoris date with death.

[stupidcherryedits]

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[androidgirlharukasakurai]

Dumb lil jiro nito doodle I've made since I was bored and I realized I don't actually post nothing in here lol

[nightmare8-420]

Ayeee thank you for the tag 🙏

LAST SONG/ALBUM: laughing clown dances with the devil by guchiry. i may have issues yes.

FAVORITE COLOUR: Red! ahaa jiro nito who

SWEET, SPICY, OR SAVORY: spicy 100% i may cry but sweets are not my thing, savory is okay but i prefer spicy any day.

LAST TV SHOW: uh i dont really watch any (youtube & bilibili my beloved 🙏) but probably dr phil-

LAST FILM: also dont really watch films, im boring 😭 ill go with what i have memory of- tag/real onigokko! (does this count?)

LAST THING I LOOKED UP ONLINE: stroke order of qǐng/请, chinese lessons arent too hard yet! yet.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single, tho i wish i wasnt

CURRENT OBSESSION: does drawing count? specifically guchiry, fishing aswell for some reason? i suppose learning chinese but i dont think that’s exactly an obsession,, fishing 👍

NO PRESSURE TAG LIST:

@unsightlyoddity @senonon @blubgloop

@im-fuck3d-90 and anyone else who wants to (you guys are who came to mind first, no pressure to do so!)

The People I'd Like To Get To Know Better Tag Game

Tagged by the lovely @lucifers-horror-harem (thank you Lottie, this was a welcome distraction~)

Last Song/Album: "Alive" from the Jekyll & Hyde musical soundtrack

Favorite color: blue or black. Technically both. I love blues, especially deeper blues but black has also always been my color. I've gravitated towards it since I was young. (I was born to be goth rofl.)

Sweet, spicy or savory: this one is weird. In the last five years, especially this past year, my tolerance for anything sweet has drastically diminished. I still love savory stuff but I have to be in the mood. And my spice tolerance has increased in a weird balancing act to the growing intolerance for sweets? So...spicy, I guess?

Last TV show: starting a Gravity Falls rewatch baybeeeee

Last film: Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End

Last thing I looked up online: I'm honestly not sure

Relationship status: Married

Current obsession: Twisted Wonderland (secondary obsession is still horror media, and Disney properties are sort of a side focus/satellite thing as a result of the TWST obsession; I cannot stress enough this silly little mobile game became both a SpIn and a hyperfixation in record time and it's been going strong since late October 2023 and shows no signs of stopping. Also, though it technically falls under the umbrella of horror media, thanks The Magnus Protocol for reigniting the magpod hyperfixation)

No pressure tags: @changeofheart69 @tixdixl @inmateofthemind @oathofoaks (yes I know that I know you guys already and you're my besties but I wanted to make sure you knew I was thinking about you and wanted to include you) @silverscribe87 @trensu @horrorobsessor @blithesharem @thehollowwriter @snailsrneat @theleechyskrunkly @rainesol and anyone who wants to grab this tag and run with it is free to!

[kekekeyamada]

hi hello, i am aware i have been dead for the past month but check this out 😎 i made cool polaroid edits for enstars & mr. jiro yamada himself. did i stay up til 3 am to edit these? yes. do i regret that decision? no.

[jgfiles]

Nito Subaru gifted us with his own version of the Joker Game Stage 2 characters. Aren’t they AWESOME? Sadly this time Miwa Shiro didn’t feel equally inspired by the stage as, as far as I know, the only draw about it he made is this one... ;_;

Pity...

What’s worse for me though is that when I try to purchase a Niconico ticket to watch the stage I get this:

This program is not available in your region.

Not fair.

And since today I’m leaving and I won’t have my pc with me I bet even if there was some way to make it available I’ll be back home when it won’t be shared any longer. ;_;

Still, everyone who can watch it, please, do!

I’m sure it’s awesome!

[nightmare8-420]

no tws

cougrbs for context; learning how to knit a scarf bc i dont wanna just buy a scarf for a crown cosplay, this is less painful as i remembered!

HOWEVER. DISCORD. I AM COMING FOR YOU. I HAD THE VIDEO PAUSED SO I COULD DO MY THING AND SHIT AND THE FUCKINF NOTIF SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME SO BADLY I FUCKING DROPPED THE NEEDLE FROM THE YARN 😭 (dk how to explain) PLSSODHWJRSOHWSMAJSOBS

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.

By: J

major tw; minor ed/ weight loss mention,

the absolute biggest tw for suicide, really just probably dont read this at all if youre suicidal, or prone to it, or uh really just not good in the slighest,

i uh, talk about in detail ways i could kill myself, really, i don’t recommend reading this unless like, you need a refrence on how highly suicidal people speak 💀

ah but srsly, probably dont read this for your own sake, im basically venting on alt, but like, not poetically in the slighest, theres only so many ways a guy can rephrase wanting to kill himself without being direct kay?

uh, probably dont worry abt this, i uh, even if i /did/ try to kms id probably survive, dont put that much faith into me

ok nvm irl i just spilled my goddamn penrice im gonna actually kms this is my breaking point (hard joke)

ugvfnd god im so sorry for writi g this and postint it, i cant do the whole keeping my feelings to myself anymore, its awful.

CHOEKS imagine this is jiro nitos suicide note or smth and critize it I DONT KNOW 😭 please laugh, im trying to hard to deflect from how awful i feel.

i urge to you turn back and not read this.

-from this point on, i am not responsible for how anyone interprets this/does because of this, you have been warned, this is the writer venting and being highly suicidal, no one is forcing you to read this. if you cannot deal with this, then dont read it, im not responsable for how others react to my writing, for your own sake. again, you have been warned-

i apologize for writing this.

words are escaping me at the moment.

ill probably be fine.

im human in the end.

something we all can agree on.

every sign points to it.

it is in the end correct.

but now,

i question if im even enough to deserve the title.

my anger is consuming me over nothing.

at the same time.

i feel so numb.

my throat feels tight.

like im going to cry.

my vision is blurry.

and yet.

as always.

i cant.

i wont.

im tired of the “sympathy” 

someone like me doesnt deserve it

i dont deserve it.

i dragged myself into this hell.

and im not getting myself out.

i said that the next time i fucked up i would kill myself.

here we are.

still- annoyingly- alive.

i dont know if ill try.

i dont feel.

scared.

to try.

pills, a noose, drowning, gunshot, razor blades, 

i know about every way to kill myself

i have about every way to kill myself

and yet

im still here.

alive.

my noose, sits beside my on the door, id have to move my chair, get a stool,

the last time i tried it didnt break,

and ive lost around 10 pounds, i know it wouldnt break, i know it would work, but as last time, it took too long, i got bored, ‘came to my senses’

the pills on the table, i know of at least three medications in them that would kill me, not to mention the combinations, but, i cant normally swallow pills well, i usually end up gagging, plus, getting your stomach pumped is really costy,

the water would be, rather easy i believe, ive only tried it once, but, after she tried to do that, i dont know if i could even force myself underwater, even to kill myself,

the gun that resides on that same table, it works, i have two bullets that fit it, no more, no less, i know it still works perfectly, granted being older than me, it probably would be my best chance, but, i - well, i cant say i remember the parts to shoot that are vital, thatll finish the job, and i really rather not waste my bullets and money on surviving,

the razor blades on my desk, everywhere, the black letters on the box reading “do it” only feels more like a calling, but, even when i try to cut deeper, i almost never can unless on accident, no matter how hard i seem to press- no matter how quickly i do it, i can never seem to get past the first layer of skin, 

i, really- really dont know what to do,

i said id attempt, i fucked up, im tired of people seeing this awful side of me, but when thats almost all you have left of what you can barely even call ‘you’. 

the only way i see my life going.

is ending.

weather the original plan,

suicide,

an accident,

i know in the end im destined to kill or get myself killed.

i truly don’t believe that ill die of anythint “natural” unless you consider jumping off a roof natural.

in a way, i want to listen to what she says,

to give up on art, become a scientist.

i know its not even possible,

its just my own sense of punishing myself, because the mental pain of knowing that i shouldve died years ago stings so much more than my arms ever will, hurting myself, barely hurts, and i know that the only person that it would hurt from- wont. 

even if i were to beg, plead, i know they wont.

its almost june.

i 

i dont really think i want to live to then,

im 

im scared that last year will repeat itself,

i dont know if its rightful,

but i want to get out of their life,

i dont want them to suffer like they did,

i dont want anyone to suffer besides myself.

and.

i believe that taking care of me.

is suffering.

therefore.

the only thing i feel i can do.

is leave.

i dont want to leave.

i want to stay with them.

but.

im horrified that ill fuck up again.

and no one needs to deal with that.

besides.

people get bored of others.

move on.

i seem to always be the only one who cant.

i know how illogical i sound.

i know that.

but to me it makes perfect sense.

its clear.

im so sorry.

[liyabantala-blog]

Message from Bro

From: Bro

Mensahe para sa inyo... Gusto kong pasalamatan ang lahat dahil sa kahit papaano ay naging bahagi ng isang malaking kuwento ang kuwento ng Liyabantala... Kung inyong aalahanin, naging makahulugan sa lahat ito lalo na nung magkakasama tayo. Marami ang naging proud dito at nagkaroon ng kakaibang perspective sa buhay dahil alam nilang may sasalo at sasalo... Liyabantala ang dumugsong sa atin sa iba... Liyabantala ang nakakita ng kabutihan at kahusayan ninyo... Liyabantala din ang mas nagpabuklod sa inyo... Kaya nga tuwing may pagkakataon ng hindi pagkakaunawaan, kung mayroon mang pinagkukuhanan ng lakas para maiayos iyon ay yung pagkakaunawa natin sa Liyabantala... Dito natin makikita, na bukod sa mga kasapi nito, ang mas mahalagang tingnan ay ang lung ano ba talaga ang Liyabantala. At ito ay isang DIWA. Diwa na nagpapanatili ng isang samahan dahil may iniingatan na kasapi at karanasan... Kung ang kasapi ay nawawala o lalayo, naaapektuhan ang kabuuan nito... Kung iaalis natin ang kuwento ng Liyabantala, ganun din, nawawala ang kahulugan nito... Ito yung mga "SANA" na dapat naunawaan, pinaghawakan, naipagpatuloy, at inilaban... Ito rin sana yung pwersa na sana nagamit ninyo para mas makilala ang kahalagahan ng pagbuo ng samahan at pagbibigay lalim sa kahulugan ng pagkakataong nabigyan kayo ng bagong makakasama... Hindi isang kulungan ang Liyabantala na nagsasabing siya lang ang intindihin ninyo... Isa sana siyang INSPIRASYON para makagalaw kayo para sa klase kasi naranasan niyo na kung paano ka posible na pwede palang magkaroon ng tunay na samahan...yung hindi magiiwanan...

 Sa simula pa, IISA lang ang hiniling ko sa inyo - ang huwag hayaang may mawala. YUN LANG. Wala akong sinabi na Liyabantala lang ang inyong intindihin... Kaya sobra ang pasasalamat ko tuwing gumagawa kayo ng paraan para maiwasan ang pagkakalayo-layo at pagkawala ng iba... Ang dami ng usap at pagsasaayos ang ginawa para masolusyunan natin ang pagkawala ng isa nating kasamahan...at tulad ng lagi kong sinasabi, "Hindi tayo OK hangga't may isang hindi OK. Nasimulan tayo ni Vinz... Pero naging maayos agad kasi lahat may pakialam...lahat naghangad na siya ay mapabalik... At napagtagumpayan natin iyon... Sinundan ito ng pagkawala ni Jason... Pagkawala na nakaugat sa damdaming akala ay iniwan... Nagpunta sa mundo ng ML... Naging against ba ako dun? Hindi!!! Saan ako nagsimulang magkaroon ng reaksyon ng pagtutol? Nung hindi na tama ang mga nagyayari at nung nawalan ang ilan sa inyo (mga kalaro niya) ng pagkukusang akayin sana sa tama yung isa... Kaya agad ko silang kinausap... Pero ang usap na iyon ay walang pinuntahan bagkus ay nasundan pa ng napakaraming usap... Dumating pa sa punto na huwag na lang maghanap kasi marami ang nasasaktan...na mas maigi na tanggapin na lang na ganun. Pero ang sabi ng ilan sa inyo, "wala na po ba talaga tayong gagawin? " Kaya itinuloy ang paghahanap... Pero ganun pa rin. Kahit nakakahiya na, humingi pa rin ako ng tulong kasi hindi pupwedeng maiayos ang kuwento hangga't qlqm natin na hindi talaga... Pero wala pa rin... Ano ang tunay na nawala? Ang kakayahan nating magkaroon ng tunay na pakialam at maging matibay na panghawakan ang lahat ng solusyon na ibinigay natin sa lahat ng paguusap...tawag dun CONSISTENCY. Marami sa atin ang hindi naging totoo at naging takot...

 At marami din ang naging madamot at mas pinahalagahan lang ang mga personal nilang pangangailangan... Ang ginawa na lang na justification, "NAKAKAPAGOD"... Nung makita ko na wala ng pupuntahan ang lahat, nagdesisyon ako ng ibaling na lang lahat sa inyo para hindi tuluyang mawasak o madagdagan pa ang nawawala...sabi ko sa sarili ko, kung dun sa isa wala kaming magawa, ano pa kaya kung dumami pa... personal ko na lang pinuntahan at hanapin ang ilan pang muntik ng mawala (tulad ni jiro) para dun man lang huwag ng madagdagan pa ang nawawala... Marami sa inyo ang naging saksi kung paano ko inilaban ang Liyabantala... HUMINGI ako ng tulong... pero ang ipinalit, ay mga pangakong hindi napanghawakan... Nung may problema ang ilan sa inyo, inayos ko sa paniniwalang kailangan kong maging matibay para ndi na madagdagan ang sugat ng Liyabantala... halos araw araw iyon na ako ay nagpakumbabang humingi sa inyo ng kooperasyon para maayos ang problema na sanhi ng pagiging mapagmataas at kawalan ng pakialam...ginawa kong posible ang mga bagay bagay kahit nagkakaroon na ako ng pagaalinlangan sa aking kakayahan.. Sa huling beses na ako ay nakipagusap sa ilan sa inyo, nangako ako na wala na akong gagawing usap para sa Liyabantala... nangako ako na magfofocus na lang ako sa kung ano ang meron sa atin, at sa pangagalaga ng mga nakaraang din na batches at lalong higit sa bagong gr 10. Kaya mula noon, ndi niyo ako makikitang namomroblema para sa Liyabantala... tumayo ako sa harapan ninyo at nakitungo nang tama kasi iyon ang mas nararapat kahit wasak na wasak ang kalooban kong nasasaksihan ang pagkawala ng Liyabantala na nakasama ko noong Gr 10 pa kayo. Ayaw ko mang maniwala sa ganda ng kuwento natin, pero ang pinaghawakan ko na lang ay yung higpit ng yakap ninyo tuwing tayo ay magkakaroon ng gathering... Kaya para hindi ako lamunin ng panghihinayang, ipinalit ko na lang na kahit gr 12 na kayo, kinilala ko ang bago ninyong klase...lagi ko kayong ginagabayan..pinapalakas ang mga namumuno...pinagaayos ang mga may alitan...at ibinibida ang inyong kahusayan para mas maappreciate ninyo ang kahalagahan ninyo... Mas minabuti kong yakapin ang bago ninyong sitwasyon...kasi iyon ang mas makahulugan at nararapat...

 Mahirap yung habang nakikita ko na hindi na pumapasok ang iba at nakakagago pa...ang tanging nagawa lang ng iba ay makapag komento ng hindi kayang iparating sa mga taong sana ay inakay... Kaya lang pansinin, pero hindi kayang akayin... Dahil takot... Itinuloy ang paggabay at pagbibigay sa inyo ng paniniwala lalo na sa mga nabigyan ng posiyon, responsibilidad, at bagong pagkilala sa ibang kakayahan.. Ano ang naging sukli sa lahat? Yung huli ninyong ginawa ay walang kinalaman sa Liyabantala... Pero kung kayo man ang nasa sitwasyon ko, baka wala ni isa sa inyo ang magkaroon ng kakayahan para maniwala pa... Hindi performance task ang nawala... ang nawala ay yung kabutihan ninyo...kakayahan ninyong rumespeto, at magpahalaga din "sana" ng ibang tao... Nakakaliit at nakakapagparamdam ng kawalang kuwenta ang desisyon niyo...sa kabila ng pagunawa, at pasenxa sa bagay na iyon... Nawala ang kabutihan ninyo..kayo na nakasama ko... Kabutihan ninyo na siyang pinakang KAHULUGAN ng Liyabantala ... Pinatay ninyo yung kakayahan kong maniwala... Inilalalaban ko itong paniniwala na ito kahit wala na akong nakakausap sa inyo... Hindi na ako humingi ng tulong..pero ang ipinalit ninyo ay ang tuluyan akong mawalan ng kakayahan na maniwala sa kabutihan ninyo... Kung ndi niyo man maibigay yung kabutihan sa akin bilang isa ring Liyabantala, sana man lang kahit sa isang guro, naibigay ninyo ang nararapat... Pinatunayan niyo lang sa akin na wala kayong kakayahang tumanggap ng pagmamahal at pagpapahalaga. Na kaya walang naging solusyon sa lahat ng hinarap natin, ay iyon ay dahil sa pagiging mapagmataas natin, kawalan ng pakialam, at kaduwagang harapin ang mga sitwasyon na tayo lang din naman ang dahilan...ang kinilala niyo lang ay paano i-save ang inyong mga sarili... May lumapit ba? Nung hindi na pala mag aaral si Jiro, may nagsabi ba sa akin? Mabuti pa yung iba ninyong classmate naiopen sa akin dahil alam nilang Liyabantala si Jiro... Nung nasa punto na ako na pupuntahan ko sana ulit si Jason para maitawid niya ang kanyang pagaaral, anong sabi ng ilan sa inyo, "wag na lang bro..." Tpos ngayon makikita ko na parang walang nangyari? Ako ngayon ang naging mapagmataas at walang kakayahang mapatawad? Pero tapos na iyon...at nakahanda na akong harapin... Nung inilabas namin ang iba't ibang banners, iyon ay pagkilala sa diwa ng Liyabantala...kung nabigyan kayo ng pagkakataon na muling manariwa ang ganda ng dati nating samahan, pakibitbit niyo na lang... Marami sa inyo ang nagsabi na PAGOD na sila...paulit ulit na lang... At ang nagsabi pa ng mga ito ay yung walang tuwirang naiambag sa ikaaayos...at may iba oa na nagsabing pagod na ay yung mga sa simula pa lang, kasinungalingan na ang alam at pagiging makasarili... Wag kayong magalala, hindi na iyon mauulit... At sa pagtigil ng kuwento ng sinayang nating Liyabantala, nawa magawa ninyong makita ang katauhan ninyo...ang tunay na laman ng mga kalooban ninyo...at ang pamantayan ninyo ng pagiging mabuti... Kasi baka tuluyan na kayong mawala doon... Mahirap maging ma-pride...at walang kakayahang umako ng pagkukulang...kaya nga siguro nahirapan tayong alagaan ang Liyabantala kasi mas pinaghawakan natin ang kabaligtaran ng HUMILITY...at iyon ay ang PRIDE... Nung una, akala ko hindi natin deserved ang Liyabantala... Mali ako doon... TAYO pala ang hindi deserved ng Liyabantala... Kasi walang ibinigay at itinuro ang Liyabantala para bitawan natin ang sana ay biyaya ng malalim na samahan at makabuluhang pagharap sa buhay... Hindi niya tayo tunuruan na maging sinungaling, walang pakialam, mapanumbat, at pagiging mapagmataas... Utang natin sa kanya ang samahang nasaksihan natin pare-pareho... Kung hindi pa naging sapat ang naging pagkilos ko sa loob ng kulang kulang na tatlong taon, patawarin niyo ako...at kayo na ang magpuno. Baka may alam kayo na mas tamang gawin...

 Ingatan ninyo ang inyong mga sarili kung nasaan man kayo... Lagi ninyong tatandaan, kayo ay labis na minahal at pinahalagahan... Aalahanin ko kayo bilang Liyabantala... Pero sa ngayon mas mabuti na gawin ang inyong hinahangad... Salamat sa lahat... Go on with your chosen situation... Ayusin ninyo ang inyong buhay bilang gr 12... Magfocus kayo sa pag- aaral Sa ngayon, bukod sa pasasalamat at paghingi ng kapatawaran dahil hindi ko nakayanan ang inyong mga pamantayan, gusto ko ring sabihin sa inyo na... Mahal na mahal na mahal ko kayo... pero baka sa ngayon, ito yung mas kailangan na bawat isa... Na baka ang bawat pangnanais na kayo ay magabayan ay lalo pang makapagbigay ng sakit ng kalooban sa bawat isa.. Sorry sa inyo... hindi ko na kasi kaya...at wala na akong kakayahan pa... Paalam... Paalam mula sa kalooban kong ilalaban ang naiwang alaala ng samahan na naging makabuluhan sa bawat isa sa atin... Ingat kayo...

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Jiro Manio, kailangan nang maipagamot dahil sa ibang ikinikilos nito Attempted homicide ang kasong isinampa laban sa former award-winning child actor na si Jiro Manio. Ito ay kaugnay sa pananaksak niya sa isang Zeus Doctolero sa insidenteng nangyari sa Barangay San Ro... https://trendingph.net/jiro-manio-kailangan-nang-maipagamot-dahil-sa-ibang-ikinikilos-nito/?feed_id=26444&_unique_id=5f32853bd0fd2 #dahil #ibang #ikinikilos #jiro #kailangan #maipagamot #manio #nang #nito #philippinenews #philippinesnews #trendingph

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Lola Ime

Sa nakabukas na bintanang pawid, nasisilayan ni lola Ime ang napakagandang buwan at maningning na mga bituin. Kakatapos lamang niyang maghapunan at ngayon ay payapang pinagmamasdan ang gabing nilamon na ng katahimikan kanina pang ala sais impunto ng hapon. Naglalaro sa kanyang isipan ang mga agam agam ng katandaan. Malakas ang kanyang pananampalataya kung kayat pilit niyang winawaglit ang kahit na gasimot na takot na naninirahan sa kanyang puso. Mataman siyang nakatulala sa dilim na langit hanggang sa unti- unting bumaba ang talukap ng kanyang mga mata sa kaantukan.

Nagising si lola Ime sa tilaok ng manok mga ala singko ng umaga kinabukasan. Kuniha niya ang maliliit na siit ng kahoy para gumawa ng apoy sa abuhan sa loob ng napakapayak na kusina. Maglalaga siya ng kape sapat para sa kanya at sa mga kapitbahay na napaparaan sa kanyang maliit na bahay kubo. Pagkatapos magkape ay kumuha siya ng isang timbang tubig mula sa tinutunggang poso sa likod upang maligo. Pupunta siya ngayon sa bahay ng kanyang anak na si Unat upang bisitahin at makipaglaro sa kanyang dalawang apong lalaki.

Papasok pa lang sa bakurang napapalibutan ng namumulaklak na mga orchids ay agad siyang sinalubong ng dalawang bata na sina Jiro at Janu. Binigay ni lola Ime ang dalawang malalaking tinapay na hopia sa kanyang mga apo na nag- aabang na sa laman ng kanyang lumang lumang kulay itim na bag. Nangingiti namang nagmano ang mag- asawang Unat at Pinang. Binaba nj lola Ime ang bag sa mahabang bangkong kawayan. Kinuha niya ang walis ting-ting sa tabi ng sirang bisekleta upang magwalis ng palibot ng bahay nina Unat. Hindi na pinigilan pa ni Unat si lola Ime sapagkat gustung gusto nito ang ipagwalis sila ng bakuran. Bago pa tumirik ang napakainit na araw ay nagpaalam na si lola Ime dahil bibili pa siya ng saging para sa lulutuin niyang turon na ipaglalako niya mamayang alas tres ng hapon.

Habang kinukuha niya ang turon na binili sa kanya ng batang si Lek ay tinanong siya nito. " Lola, di po ba nakakalungkot mag -isa?". Inabot niya ang turon at saka tumugon. " sanay na ako apo, heto na ang turon mo". Pagka- abot ng bayad ay pumatikar na nang takbo pauwi sa kanila si Lek.

Nakahiga nang muli si lola Ime sa kanyang banig habang tinatanaw ang makikislap na bituin sa langit. Saka niya naalala ang tanong ni Lek kanina. Sa totoo lang ay gusto niyang sumagot ng napakalungkot ang mag- isa. Sa isip isip niya kung isa siya sa mga bituin marami siyang kasama na nasisiyahang silayan mula sa kalangitan ang iba't ibang kulay ng ilaw ng mga malalaki at maliliit na tahanan. Ngunit kung magiging bituin siya nais niya sa tapat ng lumang bahay niya o di kaya'y sa tapat ng bahay nina Unat upang araw- araw pa rin niyang nakikita ang kanyang mga apo. Ilang sandali pa bago tuluyan niya nang pinikit ang kanyang mga mata.

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LOOK: Isabelle de Leon and Jiro Manio recreate 'Magnifico' movie poster after 15 years

LOOK: Isabelle de Leon and Jiro Manio recreate 'Magnifico' movie poster after 15 years

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Unang nagkatrabaho sina Isabelle at Jiro sa 2003 film na 'Magnifico.' Sa isang Instagram post, ginaya ng dalawa ang poster nito at nag-iwan ng madamdaming mensahe ang aktres para sa kanyang Kuya Jiro.

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jiro nito shlong call that

shlongtro

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here are some more hc between enstars & hypmic now that i've learned a bit more about the enstars characters:

tatsumi & jakurai,,,religious buddies (idk if jakurai is but who cares). also they first met because jakurai was the one who treated tatsumi's knee injury <3

characters from both franchise would mix up tori & ramuda, probably. they should have a battle on who's the cutest 😗

doppo will try to help/comfort midori, albeit a bit awkwardly, because he sees himself in midori

i can see ramuda being scared of natsume because of his occult stuff ahaha

eichi & rei amayado, both rich & shady men 🧐

jiro mistaking nazuna & hajime as girls and being flustered around them

mika & dice? both are cat boys, little meow meows 😼

i also think rio & adonis would be good friends, just because i said so

okie that's all, here is naru 😚