hehehe
schlatt with a filipino reader hcs?
fil reader n schlatt hcs!
sfw ofc
erm this is actually canon because im the fil reader 🤓☝️
when you first meet him he'd definitely tease you about your height
resting his arm on your head because it's funny
tries to learn filo words so he can shock you
extra points if you're bisaya, he'd def call you, langga and irog :3
LIKES LIKES YOUR COOKING FR
menudo and adobo>>>>>
would sing random opm songs
you would def drag him into karaoke sessions
your family loves LOVES him
imported chocolates palagi 😭
since he knows spanish, at first he would misunderstood you calling him puto but instead you meant the traditional dessert
visiting the countryside with him is so funn
you two would ride carabaos, feed ducks and chickens together
always handaan ( feast ) whenever he visits your fam
your neice and nephews love him, and ofc he loves them back, whenever you two would visit ph again, there's always toys ready for them
you'd tease him on how thick his american accent whenever he tries to speak tagalog 😭
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All the Wrong Right Reasons (Jake Lockley x Bakunawa!Reader pt.3)
a/n: we are entering spicy territory. nothing explicit unless you want me to? but we got maybe one more for jake's intro series...
next up is a layla fic. can i get a wahoo?
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warnings: jake “the simp king” lockley origin story; khonshu is a little shit; one-way intense turned thirsty pining; show’s interpretation of DID; non-hispanic writer using one (1) spanish word (in my not-so defense, im filipino (i remembered we have a celebrity kristine hermosa with that name. imagine having 'beautiful' for a name and looking EXACTLY ETHEREAL) okay i'll stop rambling); non-canon Philippine mythology
Maybe Jake’s reaction was a little unprecedented.
He never had to front unless the system was in mortal danger or if Khonshu needed him for a mission.
All he’s known was being on a constant state of fight or flight with adrenaline in his veins.
So, what happens when the person he’s been incredibly attracted to threatens his life?
He wants to fight back for all the wrong right reasons.
Have you met my friend, Jake Lockley?
As much as Jake was thankful for the moon god intervening, the bird was having the time of his life not allowing him to summon the suit as well.
Let him go. Khonshu’s playing with you.
A dark masked figure materialized behind you. A dark shadowy void with glowing violet eyes.
Probably made new friends the last time you died, Jake thought.
Glaring at Jake with your glowing golden eyes, you let him go and stepped back.
“Khonshu, you lied,” you spat out. “You were supposed to let him go.”
“Marc only meant Steven and himself, hermosa,” Jake finally spoke once he got to catch his breath. “I had no plans of leaving. I’m the real Moon Knight.”
Your golden eyes found him again, and Jake found some sort of satisfaction of you looking down at him… even with disdain.
Or any attention finally directed at him… not at any of his alters.
“What do you want from me?”
Jake resisted the urge to smirk.
There were many, many things he wanted from you.
“I want to finish the job.”
Arthur Harrow, the shadow said.
Then it clicked. “You were in Cairo.” You weren’t asking. You said it as a fact.
You never knew what happened after Ammit was sealed in her Avatar’s body, but you knew for a fact that that psychotic maniac was still breathing somewhere.
Steven didn’t have the stomach to kill anymore, and Marc…
Either his mind would be changed by Steven or not kill Harrow at all to spite Khonshu.
“I suppose you were the one who ran off and went on a killing spree when Marc blacked out?”
Jake nodded; his eyes guarded.
“You were protecting them.”
He nodded again.
“Do they know you exist?”
“No.”
“If you stay with me or with Khonshu, they’ll find out soon enough.”
“That’s why I want to get to Harrow before that, hermosa.”
You raised your brow at the second time he called you that. “Charmer,” you smiled playfully.
Finally relaxing and letting your guard down around the new alter, your eyes glowed again.
“Give me one hour.”
…
You were starting to regret not taking the passenger seat.
Yet you also needed a breather from Jake.
You were trying to tell yourself it was because you missed Steven so much…
… but Jake was waking up something else inside you.
It scared you. Scared that you might give into him.
You couldn’t do that to Steven.
“Why would I ever need anybody else when he has no idea how troubled he truly is?”
You hated to admit it, but you sided with Harrow for a split-second while Khonshu gloated on keeping Marc as his Avatar.
“And you’re okay with that, langga?”
You hissed at the name, but you tried not to get too riled up.
“You don’t want those to be your last words, you piece of shit.”
It’ll all be over soon.
“Besides, it doesn’t matter what I think. Marc and Steven don’t know.”
Arthur’s face twisted in confusion.
“Meet my friend, Jake Lockley.”
You barely flinched when you felt the bullet whiz past you and straight into Harrow’s head after Jake said his final words to the cultist.
Harrow slumped forward and fell to the floor where he slowly bled out.
It was over.
You hoisted yourself through the limousine partition window and sat on the passenger seat, not wanting to spend the rest of the ride with a dead body.
Jake narrowed his eyes when your shoes touched the leather seat.
“Really? You’re complaining over my shoes when Harrow is bleeding on your floor mats?”
Jake ignored you and didn’t waste any time and began driving away from the hospital.
Despite being ignored, your eyes continued to watch him, studying what made him so different from the rest.
Jake seemed to be more comfortable with Khonshu’s idea of vengeance, and it made you wonder if he was created because of Khonshu or because of something else.
Either way, the rush of a thousand innocent lives being avenged felt good.
And you had Jake to thank for that.
Now, you really felt that Egypt was a closed chapter…
“I can hear you thinking loudly over there, hermosa.”
His gloved hand reached out and gave your thigh a comforting squeeze.
“Want me to take your mind off things?”
… well, somewhat closed.
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I had this random thought while doing the dishes and it ended up leading to thinking about Mea and Bee boy. So, I was thinking about the word hypocrite (or people who are? I dunno) and that reminded me of the sleep segment(is that the right word?). And that ultimately led me to think of Bumblebee(mostly earth spark)calling her cupcake.
Now, I don't know your headcanons about if they have pet names or anything so I thought I'd share!
(and if him calling her cupcake doesn't fit, what kind of endearments do they have for each other?)
Mea absolutely loves petnames! So here are some of the petnames Mea and Bee have for each other <33
Mea's petnames for Bee:
-Sinta/Aking Sinta (meaning cherished one or true love in tagalog)
-Mahal/Mahal ko (love or my love)
-Palangga/Langga/ga: (Another filipino word used in many parts of the country but generally means my love)
-BB: (Just Bee's name shortened into acronyms lmao)
-Handsome: (She knows this gets him particularly flustered)
Bee's petnames for Mea:
-Hon/Honey: (Mea loves this particular petname so that's what Bee would usually call her)
-Babe/Baby: (He doesn't call her these much often)
-Cupcake: (Mea doesn't know how to feel about this petname but Bee calls her that playfully just to tease her)
-Sweetheart: (Bee calls her this sometimes when Mea isn't in the mood or she's upset)
-Doll/Dollface: (Mea loves being called this)
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Lover boy
Pairing: Kurapika Kurta x gn!reader
Notes: based on irl events HGHAHAAHAHAHA😭, I'm back again and on summer break lezgoww enjoy🫶🏻
More Filo!Kurapika 🫶🏻
Kurapika and his lover went on an after school date, now walking around the mall after playing in the arcade (more like raging at the poor claw machine?), and they both decided to head to the outdoor part of the mall, which is literally the riverbank- grassy areas with shade from the trees, some kids playing volleyball or badminton, some cycling, other couples sitting together, and families out on a picnic.
"Gusto mo umupo muna?" Kurapika asks, his voice ever so gentle.
"Tara" they say, a hint of playfulness in your voice.
As soon as they step on the grass, they slip,
Unintentionally dragging him down with them.
A few seconds of silence pass, and suddenly both of them burst out laughing from their sudden fall.
"Bakit kasi hawak mo kamay ko?" They ask, still laughing,
"Um- ano yon, para di ka magisa," Kurapika says with a chuckle.
They ended up sitting together on the grass, sharing fries and soda as they talked about funny experiences in their lives.
At the end of the day, they had something to laugh about in the future, they had a new memory they shared.
"Halika, ihatid na kita sainyo" Kurapika smiles, "anong oras na din, malapit lang naman kayo rito." he adds, taking his lovers hand and gently pulls them up, both of them feeling warm and fuzzy inside.
He drops them off at their home and says, "I'll see you tomorrow at school, langga, rest well."
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END
Maybe I'll write more filo kurapika based on irl events, bc ngl events with my partner are so funny HAHAAHAHA
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