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Hush, huggy is fencing rn 🤺🤺🤺
(Vancouver Canucks @ Carolina Hurricanes, January 10, 2025)
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Hello, Summer
As he crosses the distance to stand near her, he notices that finally, the small crevice in his heart is beginning to fill up. Finally, he is home with her. Finally, he can greet the summer that he has been looking forward to.
Lee Minhyuk x OC
(previously uploaded under killingmebtob)
"Do you really have to go to Melbourne...?" Minhyuk whines, dragging his last word in a way that he knows irritates her.
True enough, she rolls her eyes at him as she continues packing her final things. He sits on the bed, leaning against the headrest while he observes her making sure that all her items are in order. Once she is satisfied, she zips her duffel bag and places it on her luggage that is waiting outside their bedroom.
"It'll only be for half a year, babe. Stop whining," she chides him playfully from outside.
"But you're like my daily special intake of oxygen! How am I supposed to live without it," he cries out dramatically, earning him a laugh from her.
She comes in as she ties a scarf around her neck, her eyes lighting up in delight over his previous comment. With quick fingers, she styles it fashionably, letting it fall nicely from her neck.
"I'll get you a bag of air when I'm on a trip to Tasmania then. Air from one of the cleanest place on Earth will surely be good enough to replace me."
He scoffs in response, pushing himself off the bed to sit on the front edge where he can be right in front of her. She grins mischievously down on him as she continues to fiddle with her attire.
"I don't think that'll work, babe. 'Coz you're not all that pure," he smirks, ignoring the glare that comes his way. "Besides, nothing can replace you, that's for sure."
He reaches up to adjust her scarf for her before moving his arms down and wrapping them around her waist. Pulling her closer, he buries his head in her chest and sighs his disappointment away. She returns the embrace by awkwardly bending forward and leaning down on his head.
"It'll be fast. I'll come back as soon as I'm done with work. And it's only a two hour time difference, we can still talk to each other easily, alright?" she assures him, her voice calm and confident.
Still in the same position, he nods his head and at her words. He knows work is important for her and he trusts them enough to let her go. Besides, who is he to stop her from working when her work is the reason he had fallen for her two years ago? He looks up at her, a warm smile on his lips as he gazes lovingly into her eyes. He puckers his lips to her and she laughs before placing a chaste kiss on it. Just as he is about to hold her and deepen the kiss, she wiggles her away out of his arms.
"No more! I'll be late for my flight," she giggles. "You've delayed me enough."
Chuckling, he follows her out of the room. He helps her with her luggage before sending her off at the door. Just last night, she had insisted that she would make her own way to the airport to avoid any paparazzi and he had relented after a good night's sex. Or maybe after the second one when she did that wicked thing with her tongue. Subconsciously, he begins to trail his fingers down her spine as he entertains last night's memories.
"You're incorrigible!" she calls out, swatting his arm off when he starts to trail lower.
He shrugs innocently at her but he knows she can see through him. Shaking her head, she wears her boots before heading out of their front door. Turning into him, she wraps her arms around his neck as she pulls him into their final hug. After a few deep kisses that managed to curl his toes in pleasure, she releases him before going to the taxi that is waiting for her below.
As he waves her off one last time from the window, he knows that they will be fine. Besides, it is only two hours between them and six months is not that long... Right?
A few days later
Minhyuk turns to look at the phone by his side, thinking that he notices a blinking notification light. Just as he suspects, he receives a text from Sungjae but not from the one he is waiting for. He sighs again, wondering where the hell she is that she forgets to text him tonight.
Slightly frazzled, Minhyuk runs his hands through his hair as he takes a seat on his couch, a fresh can of beer in hand. He came home tonight expecting to talk to his girlfriend but somehow, she did not leave him any messages or nor did she reply to his. The last thing that she texted was that she was on her way home from her road trip and that was at 7pm earlier.
He takes a gulp of his beer, wondering and worrying where she is. He checks his phone again and sure enough, it remains silent. Sighing, he picks it up and dials her number to call her. However, after glancing at the time he realises that it is too late. Midnight in Seoul means it is 2am in Melbourne. She is sure to be sleeping, especially after a long day today. Even though they are only two hours apart, the gap feels even wider when he becomes aware of how tightly packed their schedules are. The window for them to talk narrows even further now. Normally when he comes home, she will be there waiting up for him and they will share with each other everything that had happened earlier in the day. But now... this long-distance claws a little at his heart when he could not even say 'Goodnight' to the one he loves.
With a heavy sigh, Minhyuk chugs his beer down before heading towards his lonely room. Tomorrow, he promises to himself. Tomorrow, he will wake up earlier to text her 'Good Morning' and hear her sweet voice even if it means him sleeping lesser.
He misses her.
A month later, sometime in December
He smiles as he reads her scribbled 'Wish you were here' on her Instagram stories, knowing that it is directed to him even though she did not tag him. Just the other day, she was complaining about the Melbourne heat and she wished that she was back in Korea for the winter. It had taken him a while to get used to the fact that they are experiencing different and opposite seasons from each other. But he welcomes the pictures of her on the beach; she looks the best when she is having fun in the sun.
While they continue to miss each other's timing at times, both of them are able to work things around their schedules with some compromises. Knowing that they are not able to stay up and text, she will often send him long messages about her day before she sleeps. If he ends his schedule early, he will reply and call her but most of the time, he replies to her the next day instead. Their long-distance relationship is not smooth-sailing but that is a given; in fact, it actually makes him treasure every little time he gets to spend with her even more. And he tries to make her happy by doing the simplest things: greeting her in the morning, sending her his selfies or voice messages when he knows she is stressed with work and just keeping his time together with her. Even now, his phone has a dual-clock function that allows him to keep track of Australian time.
While they do video-call each other when they have the time, he becomes even more aware of how he misses her physical presence after the call ends. While her voice does take the ache away momentarily, the pain comes back with a vengeance after he settles alone for the night. He longs to be with her; to hold her in his arms and to feel assured that she is there next to him whenever they are together. But he knows that they need to keep their professional and private life apart. He just wishes he is able to drop everything and take the next flight out to join her in summer.
His phone beeps, indicating that he has an incoming text. Curious, he opens it and sees that his girlfriend had just sent a picture of her lunch with a message telling him to eat his soon too. He chuckles and replies that he just had breakfast and will eat later.
Four and a half more months. He will see her in four and a half months. While that may be long, he can wait. He, Lee Minhyuk, is good at waiting.
A few days later
He alights at Flinders Street station, looking entirely lost and displaced. He slings his backpack over a shoulder while he wears his shades. Finally, he is able to feel the heat on his skin after weeks of winter. Frowning from the sun rays, Minhyuk makes his way out of the station, in search of his girlfriend.
His schedule had cleared up unexpectedly and this had given him the opportunity to make a short trip to Melbourne. They had decided to meet at Flinders Street before going to Chinatown and he is right on time. As he looks around the station, he realises how amazing it is that he is able to recognise it easily from the pictures that she often sends. It is crowded as it is one of the main railway stations in the city. People, both young and old, wait around at the steps of the station; a clear statement as to how it is the main gathering point. While he feels slightly disoriented from the influx of English, he is glad that he is able to understand and pick out some of the words used. In fact, he is able to navigate his way here from the airport all on his own.
He cranes his neck as he looks around for his girlfriend. As her office is a few blocks down the road, she had told him that she will be on time to pick him up. After scanning the people at his right, his eyes light up when he sees a familiar face.
She is climbing up towards him, her eyes obscured by her oversized aviator shades. Clad in a simple sleeveless white blouse and khaki pants, she looks at home with everyone else. Her hair is longer than before and she ties it up in a ponytail, baring the nape of her neck. She climbs the steps quickly, her eyes set on him. Having noticed him, her face breaks into one of her widest smiles and he knows that a similar expression is on his face. He walks in her direction, intending to meet her halfway. Just before she reaches him, he opens up his arms to gather her into a hug. He is unable to wait, all he wants is to feel her again in his embrace.
"Hey you," she greets, wrapping her arms tightly around him. He returns the hug while he leans forward to kiss the top of her head. Just as he expected, he misses her scent and her warmth. He closes his eyes. He has no intention of letting her go, especially not after four months.
However, when he opens his eyes to look at her, he is unable to see her.
She had disappeared from his arms, leaving nothing but the lingering scent of her perfume behind.
Minhyuk wakes up with a start, panting from the weird dream or nightmare that he just had. Everything felt so real, heck, she looked and felt so real that there was no way that was a dream. He blinks his eyes repeatedly and sure enough, he is in his bed. Just like how he had been for the past four months. Ruffling his short hair, he sits up and closes his eyes as he tries to recall every single aspect of the dream. But just like any other dreams, the feeling and impressions are fading quickly. Sighing, he throws himself back down on the bed. He really misses her so much.
He wants to see her. No, he needs to see her.
Two weeks later
He sits in the corner of the café, holding his book open but not reading it. Instead, his gaze is fixed at the lady near the counter. She has taken her sandals off and is sitting on the cushion seats with her legs curled up underneath her. She looks comfortable and that is expected as he knows she has been spending her nights her almost every day for the past few months. She is a creature of habit and this makes it easier for him to surprise her tonight.
Absent-mindedly, she reaches out for the strawberry on her plate before dipping it into her personal chocolate fondue. Licking the tips of her fingers slightly, she then proceeds to type something in her laptop. She remains entirely unaware that he had walked in earlier and continues to be oblivious to the fact that he is staring openly at her. He shakes his head, sometimes his girlfriend can really be defenceless. Putting his book down, he gathers the bouquet of white baby breaths by his side. He smirks when he remembers how she used to tell him the various meanings of her favourite flower. For tonight, the meaning of "reconnecting with lost loves" seems to be a little apt.
He stands up, holding the bouquet behind his back, before walking slowly up to her. He wonders how she will react, knowing that he is here earlier in advance. As he crosses the distance to stand near her, he notices that finally, the small crevice in his heart is beginning to fill up. Finally, he is home with her.
Finally, he can greet the summer that he has been looking forward to.
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Late upload just because.... 😅 I read somewhere that Vday is fiercely celebrated in the Philippines.--I think I should strongly agree. Actually, basta Pinoy ka kahit sang lupalop ka man ng mundo ganon mo pa din icecelebrate! 😂😅 Being away from him only made my anti-climactic approach of Vday even worse. 😅😣🙄 I cringe at the thought of that cheesy day. Yeah i know. 😂 #reynangbitterness👸😂 Spent the day with a bit of me, myself and i but with a twist; wore some stuff that he gave me (corny ko!) so parang he's there in spirit. 😅🤣 Then a lot of #ggss moments (sobrang bet ko lang talaga yung color combi nung bouquet, red-black!😍) to commemorate that day then a catharsis moment at the end of the day! 😅😁😂🤣 #angnobelangfebibig P.S. Double purpose talaga tong post na to. Para din to sa 4th that i totally forgot coz i'm so stressed out to the Nth level! 😅😕😩 Patawad naman. 🙁💬 https://www.instagram.com/p/B9flFCynyaALNY5gjo6OUEnosK2HilKpST3iOM0/?igshid=hgkoxb185ulh
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Hahaha late bloomer diaries 🤣 It’s happening! I’m hitting my puberty… at 27. Never too late! Hahaha I bought new make ups last Friday and tried it today. I look so pretty. Hahahaha my younger self is probably cringing and rolling her eyes at me for being maarte. I never thought that I’ll love and enjoy doing make up. It’s one of my stress relievers now. I even ordered eyeshadow palettes and blushes so I can practice more and try different shades.
I can finally say that I am comfortable with my self. I am also starting to upload selfies to my socials. I havent done that for the longest time coz I feel so ugly. I had some issues with my physical appearance and it made me lose confidence and question myself. But thanks to my supportive friends who always tell me that I am beautiful.
Super happy that I’m doing this now. It took a while for me to realize that I can do my make up hahaha! My friends and family are quite surprised with this new version of me but they are glad. Specially my girl besties because I can totally relate with all their stuff now.
Basta ang ganda ko! 🥰
Live and love.
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UC: Sad Kitty by xiaoyugaara
It's been 9 weeks since I drew and uploaded something. Sorry, busy with work and playing a lot on PS4 lately. So yes, it's still about this baby! who's been heart broken and depressed. Who would've thought all these time he's being obnoxious and crazy seems like a front coz deep inside he's going through difficult times with the person he depends and needed most...damn it Sept, please come back. *cry* He found some kittens on the streets and decided to adopt them. Pets do help to relieve stress.
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Anyways... Proud tita here! Late upload of our Peddang’s grad celeb! (Sana ol! Sana gumraduate din ako, pero parang not yet my time talaga!😞 Hnd na kayang ipush yata! Super distracted and disturbed na ang readings ko.😭 Bakit pa kase nagkakamental stress!😔)💔

Prepared for her 💖💕💗 I choose the color and the design of the cake according to what I know about my pamangkin (she’s in denial of being pink lover tho) and ordered foods. I also cooked some dishes too! I even the one who made her makeup (but almost all of my nieces, ako naman tlga MUA nila eh! And the one they let do the final checking and decide what are they going to wear on their special days! Which is Alhamdulillah, it’s my given part. Even though sometimes hnd lahat nasusunod mga utos at bilin ko) So busy Tita ever 6AM-til party done! Phew! (I always pray nlng sana may maging doctor, engr or atty sa familé! Coz inshaAllah magkkaCPA na and shariah lawyer din kami! Soonest!) Para hnd sayang effort ni Tita! At sana hnd makakalimutan si Tita paguugod ugod na😭




I’m not favoritism Tita but she’s one of my nieces I give so much heart!❤️ I love you peddang, Tita is just one of those people who are so proud of you!🥰

Baby twin ng kuya ko😍 AbdulHaqq, the lucky baby! 💋 👶

After grad, we didn’t join the grad outing. We instead stayed here til sunset reminiscing good ol’ memories.🥲

Kuya seemed enjoying the view!😊 Hi there kuya! What’s on your mind?🌈✨
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THE YEAR THAT CHANGED
NEW YEAR, NEW FEELING
I. A QUARTER OF A CENTURY
Days ago, year 2016, I wasn’t like this. I was happy, I did not worry at all. But everything changed.
I guess it all started when I turned 25 last December.
On the day of my birthday, my friends kept asking if I’m having a “quarter life crisis” now that I’m 25. But at that moment I simply said “not at all”. It was the truth though because I wasn’t really worrying about anyhting. And I don’t think I’m going to experience it either.
Then one time I had a quiet moment by myself and all those questions struck my mind. I stared blankly on the sky searching for answers. ‘What are your plans? What do you wanna do in life?”.
I DON’T KNOW!
Yes I have a job, and I can say it is stable. But is this the life that I wanted? I can’t answer. Am I happy of where I am right now? There is silence. From that moment, I knew I have it. I knew I am going through it, i knew this is it. Quarter life crisis.
II. TRANSITION
As the year 2016 was nearing transition to 2017, so was my life.
I started to feel lost, scared. Scared that I don’t have a plan. I felt lonely, confused. Confused on what I want.
I know this feeling won’t just vanish so I shrugged it off. I went on with what i normally do. Wake up, Eat, Work, Social Media, Sleep. I know it sounds boring but that’s my kind of normal. I have a social life, I have friends, but we don’t really talk about life.
What I don’t have is a romantic relationship. Single since birth. Kinda my choice though. Will talk more about it next time.
From what i can asses so far, what causes me this anxiety and stress are:
* Doubtful of my own life
* Being an adult
* Intimacy/relationships
* Isolation
III. TRIGGERS
What triggered this emotions? Why all of a sudden it struck me?
A. THE QUESTION
The main trigger was the questions I received on my birthday. It did make me question what I really wanted to do with my life. Those questions made me change my perspective in life. It also made me set goals, but being a millennial, more of a bucket list or a to do list. At this point, I am still figuring out about it.
B. TWENTY FIVE
Yes, I know! I’m old! But it is just now that I fully realized that I am an adult already. I have responsibilities now. And choices that I have to make on my own.
I know what you’re thinking! How come I just realized this when I should have since I stopped being a minor. Late bloomer I guess?
C. EMMERDALE
Some of you may know this and some may not. Emmerdale is a long running Brittish TV Drama. If I’m not mistaken it started in the 1970s. But don’t be mistaken. I haven’t watched all of it. It will take me ages. There is just one storyline which triggered to melt my heart. I’m going to talk about it in a different post. This is the primary reason why I feel very sad lately.
D. YOUTUBE
Youtube has been a hit since it started. I remember exactly how I came across with youtube. I was in 2nd year highschool and it has been our habit (with my friends back then) to go to a computer shop every after the last day of exams. I was searching for a song lyric and the then popular search engine yahoo gave a link to a lyric video uploaded in youtube. And the rest is history.
So anyway, you might be wondering what is the connection, well, everyday I spend atleast 2hours browsing for anything on youtube. I’ve been a follower to some famous “youtubers”. I’ve been constantly following their “vlogs”.
I love youtube, but now I’m slightly not sure. And it’s not youtube, it’s me. It is I who has a problem. Watching this youtubers made me compare their fun and happy life with mine. Sure they have problems of their own too. But we don’t see that. What we only see is the adventure and the leisure they get. Why do they have a fun and happy life? Simple, my life is a mess. I’ll talk more about this together with Emmerdale in a different post.
IV. PRESENT
Well if I’m being honest I feel like a total crap. Why is the world so unfair? I know this problem of mine is nothing compared to what others are facing, but, this is me. This is what I’m going through.
Something is lacking in me. I feel so lost. I feel very sad everytime. I feel disappointed. I feel depressed. I cry everynight.
Bottomline: I NEED TO FIND MYSELF.
PS.
You may not understand where this is coming from and maybe you thought this is a shit but hey you read this far. I just need an outlet. Coz I have nobody to talk to.
This is my first time to write a journal so pls do not judge me🙂 So why the hell post this? IDK
Thanks for listening AnonymousQDH
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