#married a filipina

[sarahmarquette]

A pic of me during summer, I am at a park trying to be Vogue! Too bad i was a little chubby, otherwise a not bad pic. Did I look sexy?

[kris-thoughts]

*ctt.

ANXIETY.

Its not a joke nor a drama. Its a emotion a feeling that you could not understand.

My husband and I been in a different set up, almost 2 years but we need to make a sacrifice as what he say “for our future”

We surrendered our apartment month of May as we thought that he will start by month of May in his new job in Switzerland but got postponed twice from May to June now August.

I know that its been just months that we were not leaving in the same roof, but I already felt alone and i could say Sepanx is real. But my husband would not understand my emotions my feelings yet he think im just being over acting he even say “think to your brain before your emotions” in by that line i felt my feelings doesn’t matter and it hurt me like someone punch my heart 😭

He know that im away to my family miles miles away, but he said that he go to this Job for our future. I dont know! A lot of my mind i do trust him 💯 its not cheating or what but the feeling that im alone no one. And i cant just leave my current job here and move to swiss its not that easy to start to zero.

Im also a breadwinner, im helping my family its not easy at all im tired but i do t have a choice. If i don’t send them some money they cant have a good food to eat and i cannot take to see or know that my family is starving. I help them by giving money monthly and this sometimes lead to argument with my husband. Im asian and my husband is from foreign country France. They don’t understand the fact that im sending obliged to give money. But i let him understand, he does but sometimes it can really trigger when we talk about bills.

This is what lead me to anxiety I couldn’t sleep good my heart is like racing inside. A severe headache tired and always crying.

Im so tired im so so tired. Pls don’t disregard the anxiety please check your loved ones your friend ask them how are they. As i felt this first hand i must say its really not easy so hard. I’m fighting my own demons in my head so hard this life 😭

1:40am and im still awake, i work at 8am. I’ll be like zombie again tomorrow.

P.s I already seek a doctor about it it will be my 1st session by next month.

#Aja

#fightingInLife

#marriedcoupls #Asian

#YoungCouple #DifferenCulture

Hugs everyone 💪🏼

[junipernoon]

Here have a WIP Why don't I draw more? I should draw more!

I've been wanting to draw this forever. It's Cyril and Imelda's wedding picture. He's Japanese/Korean and wearing an obi/barong combo and she's Filipina and wearing a kimono and I just think it's sweet.

They have an autumn wedding.

Cyril's nephew is the ring bearer and their dogs are the flower girls.

This is the first time I'm drawing these two. So designs were pulled out of my butt.

[bosslenaaa]

SAN FRANCISCO RECAP!!!

[zyafics]

MASTERLIST: RAFE CAMERON

ᯓᡣ𐭩 mood boards

✦ ethnic gfs | all east asian ༯˖. south asian ༯˖. middle eastern ༯˖. west african ༯˖. southeast asian ༯˖. filipina ༯˖. albanian ༯˖. east african ༯˖. brazilian ༯˖. mexican ༯˖. spaniard ༯˖. syrian ༯˖. afrolatina ༯˖. tongan ༯˖. wasian ༯˖. moroccan ༯˖. armenian ༯˖. egyptian ༯˖. algerian ༯˖.

✦ finish line | fic, blurb

✦ all american sinners, pt. 2 | fic, blurb, series

✦ good girl gone wild | fic, blurb, series

✦ angry god | fic, blurb, series

ᯓᡣ𐭩 social medias aus

✦ HEARTBREAK: LIVE | Masterlist | SFW

fluff, angst – radio host!reader, ex-lovers, second chance┆after a mysterious breakup, you went offline. when you're pulled back to the spotlight to host a radio show, rafe wants you back.

✦ RED FERARRI CHASE | Masterlist | SFW

angst – hs sweetheart!reader, second chance┆ when new management takes over his team, rafe learns that you are part of it. but after years of returning back to the circuit (and him), you return with a new ring—engaged to his boss.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 imagines

✦ tlc | SFW

fluff – rafe hollering at you from the passenger side of his friend's car.

i love you so | SFW

angst – rafe learns you got engaged to someone else.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 drabbles

✦ headspace | SFW

fluff – established relationship, academic weapon!reader┆when rafe comforts you regarding your upcoming exam.

✦ proofs | SFW

fluff – established relationship, academic weapon!reader┆when you need rafe's help to finish a math homework.

✦ mangos | SFW

fluff – established relationship, vietnamese!reader┆when your spice tolerance is different from your boyfriend's.

✦ white picket fence | SFW

fluff – established relationship, dad!rafe | when your baby daughter wakes rafe up, he goes to comfort her.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 oneshots

✦ stay the night | NSFW

fluff – fwb to lovers┆if rafe sees you as a fuck buddy, then you're going to remind him what that truly means.

✦ reality check | request | NSFW

fluff – bsf to lovers┆when rafe gets a buzzcut, it changes how you view your best friend.

✦ finish line | NSFW

older sister maybank!reader, racing rivals┆when your little brother has to forfeit a race against rafe, he seeks your help to replace him and win.

✦ dirty air | NSFW

older sister maybank!reader, fuck buddies┆when rafe wants you as a booty call, you're going to make him work for it.

✦ te amo | nsfw + fluff

mexican!reader┆after a fight with his father, rafe shows up to your door for comfort.

✦ all for the game | request, sfw + angst

reporter!reader, basketball player!rafe┆when you get the chance to interview your first athlete, it turns out to be none other than your ex-boyfriend, rafe.

✦ whatever she wants | request, nsfw

bitchy!kook!reader┆you always wanted rafe, and when he finally came to you, you expect nothing but the best experience.

✦ shotgun wedding | nsfw + fluff

maybank!reader, fuck buddies┆when rafe suddenly has the idea to get married.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 series

✦ brother's rival | in progress, nsfw

brother's rival, secret romance┆when your brother is determined to steal something important from the king of kooks, rafe is going to return the favor.

01 • 02 • 03 •

✦ play fake | in progress, nsfw + angst

fake dating┆when rafe needs to secure a girlfriend, he enlists the help of a bartender who wants nothing to do with him.

01 • 02 • 03 • 04 • 05 • 06 • 07 • 08 • 09 • 10 11 • 12 • 13 • 14 • 15 • 16 • 17 / END

— extras: 3.5 • 5.5

✦ angry god | sfw + angst

twin flames┆when rafe discovers you're more like him than he realizes, he'll do anything to have you.

01 • 02 • 03 / END

✦ dead man walking | oneshot (for now), nsfw + angst

mafia boss!rafe, reluctant allies┆when a shootout injury is more life-threatening than it appears, you have to save rafe or lose your life.

01 •

✦ ALL AMERICAN SINNERS | Masterlist | NSFW

coke addict!rafe, sex addict!reader ┆ when two addicts fall in love, what's the worst that could happen?

[avid-idiot]

OMG BROOOO

[theofficalnarrator]

Old With You

Summary: Some moments of Sophia and Y/N acting like an old married couple. Currently playing: Old With You by Grent Perez

Warnings: Both are kinda mean occasionally, some angst, fluffy!

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[INTRO]: KATSEYE SOPHIA AND Y/N BEING AN OLD MARRIED COUPLE FOR 12 MINUTES STRAIGHT (GAY)

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[CUT TO: Soft music plays as the screen fades in from black, revealing the exterior of the Katseye house. The sun is just beginning to rise, casting a golden hue over the neighborhood. The camera zooms in on the front door, which swings open to reveal Sophia, still in her pajamas, a bright smile on her face.]

“Good morning, everyone! Welcome to a ‘Day in the Life of Katseye!’ We’re so excited to take you along with us today!”, The Filipina says, all too brightly for the morning. The camera crew follows Sophia as she walks into the kitchen, where the smell of coffee fills the air. She heads straight for the coffee maker, pouring herself a steaming cup. The leader makes a show, grabbing the cup and sniffing the bittersweet aroma of the coffee, taking a dramatic sip. She then turns to the camera

"Now, let’s see if we can wake up Y/N.”

[CUT TO: The camera shifts to Y/N’s bedroom door. Sophia knocks lightly before opening it, revealing Y/N still snuggled under the covers, her hair a messy halo around her head.]

[she's so cute omg]

“Rise and shine, sleepyhead! Time to wake up!”, Sophia says, opening the blinds, sunlight streaming through.

Y/N groans, turning away from the light, her voice muffled by the pillow. “Five more minutes, please…”

Sophia rolls her eyes, a grin spreading across her face as she approaches the bed. She's keeping her calm in front of the Geffen staff, her smile forced. This was the 5th time the sleepy girl had said that.

 “You said that five minutes ago! Come on, I made coffee! It’s the good stuff!”, Sophia says brightly, pulling the blanket off of Y/N.

[CUT TO: A close-up of Y/N’s face as she cracks one eye open, squinting at the light.]

“Some people need their beauty sleep…”, Y/N says, turning and shoving her face into the pillow. "Course you wouldn't know that." Sophia chuckles, sitting on the edge of the bed and playfully ruffling Y/N’s hair.

When the camera crew move the camera away for a second, Sophia leans in and whispers, "Get the fuck up, bitch, and drop the attitude".

When Sophia notices the camera crew moving the camera back she smiles again and animatedly says ,“Beauty sleep? You’re already beautiful, even with bedhead! But seriously, you’ll miss out on pancakes if you keep snoozing.”

Y/N finally sits up, the blankets slipping down to her waist, revealing her pajama shirt which is cropped Jungkook Princess Diana shirt that she stole from a certain K-pop fan.

She rubs her eyes and lets out a dramatic sigh. “Fine, fine. You win. But only because you promised me pancakes for breakfast.”

Sophia laughs, “I did promise, didn’t I? But only if you help me make them. Deal?” Y/N grumbles and nods. Sophia stands up, heading toward the kitchen with a playful glint in her eyes, thankful that Y/N dropped the attitude... for now.

[CUT TO: The camera follows them into the kitchen, where the morning light brightens the space. Y/N joins Sophia, who is already gathering ingredients for pancakes.]

Y/N stretches, her shirt riding up, causing Sophia to poke her stomach. Y/N swats her hand away, giving the camera a "Look at this guy" look. Sophia giggles, and the two begin to prepare breakfast together, their playful banter filling the air.

“Alright, let’s get started! First, we need flour, eggs, and—”

“And chocolate chips! Don’t forget the chocolate chips!”, Y/N interrupts.

[domestic sophy/n]

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[CUT TO: Soft music illuminates the letters "Katseye at the Grocery Store". The scene transitions to a bustling grocery store, filled with the sounds of chatter and laughter. The camera focuses on Sophia, Y/N, and Yoonchae walking through the aisles.]

Sophia and Yoonchae are walking in front, Y/N behind them pushing a grocery cart. “Hey, Eyekons! We’re here at the grocery store with our favorite little troublemaker, Yoonchae!” Sophia announces, her voice cheerful as she gestures to the youngest member of their group, who is bouncing with excitement.

[they're like a family they're like a family they're l- *GUNSHOTS*]

Yoonchae, with her playful grin, looks up at Sophia. “Can we get some candy? Pleeeeeease?” She tugs at Sophia’s sleeve, her enthusiasm infectious. It's clear staying with the Kats has improved her English and made her a lot more spoiled.

Sophia raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms. “You know the rules, Yoonchip. Too much sugar isn’t good for you. We’re here to shop for groceries, not sweets.”

Y/N, who has been quietly observing, smirks at Sophia’s stern expression. “Come on, Soph. A little treat won’t hurt.”

Sophia narrows her eyes at Y/N. “You’re not helping, you know. We’re supposed to be responsible adults here.”

Y/N shrugs, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips. “Responsible adults can have fun too. Right, Yoonchip?” The youngest responds with a vigorous nod, her excitement bubbling over.

Sophia sighs dramatically, but there’s a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. “Fine, but just one treat. And then we’re back to business, okay?” Yoonchae cheers, and the trio heads toward the candy aisle.

[CUT TO: Inside the candy aisle, colorful jars of sweets line the shelves. Yoonchae’s eyes widen as she takes in the sugary paradise.]

Yoonchae is practically bouncing on her toes. “Can I get gummy bears? Please?”

Sophia shakes her head, trying to maintain her composure. “You can pick one thing, and that’s it. Remember, we have to eat healthy. Diet.”

Yoonchae pouts, but Y/N leans down to whisper conspiratorially, “I’ll get you some gummy bears on the side, okay? Just don’t tell Sophia.” Yoonchae’s eyes light up, and she nods eagerly.

Sophia, oblivious to the secret plan, continues to browse the store. “Alright, pick your one treat, Yoonchae. We don’t have all day. The Korean girl quickly grabs a bag of gummy bears, her face beaming with joy.

As they head to the checkout, Y/N discreetly slips a second bag of gummy bears onto the conveyor belt, winking at Yoonchae, who stifles a giggle.

[CUT TO: Outside the candy store, Sophia is checking her phone, while Y/N and Yoonchae share a knowing look.]

“Thank you, Y/N!” Yoonchae whisper-yells, her eyes sparkling.

Y/N ruffles Yoonchae’s hair. “Just don’t let Sophia find out, okay? It’ll be our little secret.”

Sophia looks up, sensing something. “What are you two whispering about?”

“Nothing!” The two say in unison.

[CUT TO: The two schemers give the camera and wink and a parting wave, Sophia somewhere in the back talking about what to make for dinner, still oblivious.]

[I just know y/n would be a good mom]

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[CUT TO: The scene transitions to a cozy, softly lit interview room. The camera is set up to capture the Katseye girls sitting side by side on a comfortable couch. A warm ambiance surrounds them, with gentle music playing in the background. The interviewer, off-camera, begins to ask questions.]

“So, you guys have been through quite a journey together. What’s it like living with each other day in and day out?”

Sophia smiles, her eyes sparkling with affection as she glances at each of the girls, her eyes lingering slightly on Y.N. However, there’s a hint of vulnerability in her expression as she raises her mic to her lips.

“Honestly, it’s like being in a friendship. We bicker a lot", She says as she giggles softly ,"but at the end of the day, we love each other fiercely. These girls are my rock.”

Lara squeezes Sophia’s hand gently, offering her silent support. Sophia takes a deep breath, her voice wavering slightly as she continues. “But sometimes, it can be overwhelming. I mean, we’re both trying to navigate our careers and personal lives, and it can get really emotional.”

The camera zooms in on Sophia’s face, capturing the glimmer of tears forming in her eyes. Y/N immediately notices, her expression shifting to one of concern.

“Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to talk about anything that makes you uncomfortable.” The other girls agree, quick to support their leader.

[AHHH, she's touching someone willingly! AHHH]

Sophia shakes her head, a small smile breaking through her emotional state. She chuckles, sniffling, “No, I want to. I just… sometimes I feel like I’m not doing enough, you know? Like I’m letting everyone down.”

Y/N leans closer, wrapping an arm around Sophia’s shoulders, pulling her in for a comforting embrace. The camera captures the tenderness of the moment, showcasing their deep bond. Sophia leans into Y/N, resting her head on her shoulder, visibly calming down. Y/N gently strokes her arm, providing a sense of safety and warmth.

[not y/n 'I hate physical contact' l/n cuddling w Sophia ON NATIONAL TV]

“... And these girls are always there to comfort me" Sophia says. "I don’t know what I’d do without them. They always know how to make me feel better.”

The girls smile softly, Y/N brushing a strand of hair behind Sophia’s ear. The camera captures the intimacy of the moment. SophY/N shippers were fed well that night.

“That’s what teammates are for, right?," Daniela says, as she rubs Sophia's shoulder ,"We lift each other up.” Sophia nods, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She takes a deep breath, visibly relaxing in Y/N’s embrace.

The room falls into a comfortable silence, the camera panning over each member before the inertviewer speaks again. “It’s clear you guys have a strong connection. How do you support each other during tough times?”

Sophia taps Y/N's hand. After a silent conversation with her eyes, Sophia raises her mic to Y/N's lips. She gently squeezes Sophia’s hand, before continuing. “We communicate. We talk about our feelings, even when it’s hard. And we make sure to be there for each other, no matter what. It’s all about teamwork.”

[my sophy/n heart- JUST GET MARRIED ALREADY]

The girls nods in agreement. Sophia's expression softening as she looks at Y/N with admiration. The camera captures the warmth between them, the way they lean into each other, creating a bubble of comfort amidst the emotional conversation. “And I wouldn’t trade that for anything. We’re a team, and I’m proud of us.”, Y/N finishes. The girls dramatically "awww", making the girl roll her eyes. It's rare of Y/N to show vulnerability and be soft, but the girls (and Eyekons) aren't complaining.

[CUT TO: The scene zooms out, the interviewer moving onto the next question. Sophia and Y/N still sitting close for the rest of the interview.]

[your honor, they're in love]

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[CUT TO: The scene transitions to a bright, airy interview room with a modern aesthetic. Y/N is seated comfortably on a stylish chair, a playful smile on her face. The interviewer, off-camera, poses a question.]

“Y/N, I heard that you did martial arts as a kid. Wow! That goes into my next question, a small, playful one... Who do you think in Katseye you can win in a fight?”

Y/N leans back, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she thinks for a moment. She suddenly puts on a playful serious face, her tone monotone.

"Well firstly... I would never hit Yoonchae". The interviewer, audience, and the girls chuckles, and Y/N leans in, clearly enjoying the moment.

"No, seriously! I am completely against hitting little kids...," The camera captures Y/N’s playful smirk as she continues ,"... on the topic of not hitting little kids. I also would never hit the elderly, so Manon and Sophia are out of the pic-"

[oop you didn't have to clock them like that y/n]

The camera zooms out of Y/N’s face, capturing her infectious laughter as she's punched on her arm by Sophia. The Filipina blows a stray strand that came loose form her pony off of her face, as she glares at Y/N, who's too bust clutching her stomach in laughter.

[are we all sure Sophia didn't also do martial arts?]

[CUT TO: The scene fades out, leaving the audience laughing, Sophia's face still red and angry.]

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[CUT TO: The scene opens with a softly lit room. The camera is set up for a Weverse live, with Sophia sitting on the bed, her hair slightly tousled and a bright smile on her face. The atmosphere is warm and inviting, with fairy lights twinkling in the background.]

“Ooooh, someone asked, "What's the Kats love language". Thats a good one...”, Sophia thinks for a second. "I know Lara is big on words of affirmation. She's all of our biggest hype girl. Dani likes physical contact. Manon too... Y/N..." Sophia glances toward the bedroom door, a playful glint in her eyes as she smiles mischievously.

"...speaking of which…,” She calls out playfully, "Y/N! Can you come here for a second?”

[CUT TO: The camera shifts to the door as Y/N walks in, looking slightly confused.]

[good lord how can she look good in a hoodie and sweats, BARK BARK WOOF WOO-]

The newcomer briefly waves at the camera and then turns to Sophia. “What’s up?”

Sophia grins, gesturing for Y/N to come closer. “Can you help me with something?...”

Y/N raises an eyebrow, suspicious with Sophia's singsong tone. “Oh? What do you need? Or are you just trying to get me to do your chores again?”

Sophia giggles, shaking her head. “No, no! I was thinking more along the lines of a massage. You know, to help me relax after a long day.”

Y/N crosses her arms, feigning seriousness. Sophia's not one to ask her to come on lives in general and now asking for a massage? Then again, who was she to be suspicious of. Y/N sighs and sits down next to Sophia.

Sophia lays her feet out and the other girl starts massaging the leader's sock-covered feet. The camera captures the relaxed atmosphere as Sophia leans back, enjoying the moment. Finally, Y/N breaks the silence with her usual snarky comment.

 “You know, if I give you a massage, does that mean I get a gold star or something?”

Sophia rolls her eyes, a smile flitting across her glossed lips. She throws a pillow at Y/N (who avoids it). "...But seriously, it means a lot to me when you do things like this.”

[they're so cute I'm gonna combust]

Y/N smirks, seeing an opportunity to tease Sophia. “So, if I vacuum the floors or cook dinner, that’s like a love letter to you?” The leader simply scoffs and pushes the younger.

[CUT TO: The camera is moved by Sophia, who is a lot closer. She smirks and whispers so only Eyekons hear]

"... and Y/N's love language is acts of service."

"What are you whispering about over there?"

'Nothing!"

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Took a break form writing a Megan fic. That one's gonna be LOOONG. anyways hope you enjoyed this!.

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Marpessa Dawn (Black Orpheus)—She's like. fairy tale princess etheral pretty. truly eurydice realness. AND she's a singer AND she's a dancer. she used to be a governess/nightclub dancer, which isn't hot per say i just thought it was an interesting job combination. If you want to hear her sing just look up the Black Orpheus soundtrack

Marilyn Monroe (How to Marry a Millionaire, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, Some Like It Hot)— Ngl I thought you all were lying about sexual attraction until I saw Marilyn Monroe in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

This is round 5 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Marilyn Monroe:

She's amazing!!! A classic bombshell, as well as a strong women who overcame so many obstacles. She also advocated for others, like Ella Fitzgerald.

That fucking saxophone that cuts in whenever she appears on screen in Some Like it Hot

I mean, it's Marilyn Monroe. She's adorable. She's gorgeous. She funny. She's the total package

She's the original American sex symbol, an iconic beautiful woman with eyes you could get lost in, legs for days, gorgeous hair, and a cute tummy. Her voice! Just listen to her voice!!!!!

She is considered one of THE sex symbols of the 1960s and one of the greatest actresses of all time! She HAS to be on this list!

no vintage movie woman is more iconically hot

People are most familiar with pictures of her in the white dress or the Happy Birthday Mr President one, but imo she is at her most beautiful and looks most comfortable when she is photographed by women like Eve Arnold

It’s Marilyn Monroe. If Aphrodite was an actual person, she’d be Marilyn. Do I really need to say more?

What can I say that hasn't been said? Marilyn's legacy is so much bigger than she was in life. She's a defining symbol of 50s and 60s Hollywood sex and it's obvious why. She was absolutely stunning and the camera loved her.

Marpessa Dawn:

Marpessa Dawn was an filipina/african american who became well known as an actress, singer and dancer in France. She is most famous for her role in 'Black Orpheus' in which she played Eurydice. It's difficult to find a picture where she and her husband, the actor Eric Vander, aren't kissing or hugging or laughing together, they are incredibly cute (and hot).

basically everyone and their mother will agree that marpessa dawn was one of THEE og vintage black women working in cinema (even if it was mostly in french cinema! the cross language barrier slay). mostly did her work in french cinema, and her smile in black orpheus is literally like the sun breaking over the sea

[sarahmarquette]

I know, a little risque

[damnpotatoe]

what if barty was half filipino? hear me out it makes so much sense. his father is a rich white man that married a sweet younger filipina who wont leave him even tho hes abusive cuz filipinos dont believe in divorce. ik a lot of halfies that have absent fathers. and barty has intense daddy issues. oh and he definitely would call reg/evan mahal(precious) or tanga(stupid) and he also had a yaya (filipino nanny/maid) that basically raised him. he loves turon and speaks both tagalog and bisaya fluently (unlike me)much to his father’s disappointment.

[izzabela]

thinking of price married to a filipina woman.

just a small morsel, a little sampaguita next to a towering tree called john (he calls her his flower though).

except the little flower whipped the 141s cap'n in shape (perks when someone can out-stubborn the most stubborn).

probably so many cultural differences, especially when it comes to food (though, with how well-traveled john is, i don't think its too bad of a difference).

john's in line for sure, and he's not so much of a "captain" when his flower scolds him for leaving his clothes on the ground (she doesn't pick it up either, one look and he'll get it all cleaned up- vacuuming that spot up too for safe measure)

like, gaz, soap, and ghost are definitely watching in silent awe at how... behaved? obedient? john is around her.

even got his vulgar language under control.

it'll probably go down along the lines of soap, ghost, and gaz getting invited over under invitation of their captain.

they're inside, and they meet her, a little thing that looks like she couldn't hurt a little gnat.

then, probably as you're all eating, john is all relaxed when he lets a string of curses out. he stops, and he can feel your cutting gaze on him.

next thing the three men know, their captain is dragged into their shared bedroom, and they can hear the "alrigh' flower, i apologize" or "please flower, no' in front o' the boys..."

when he comes out, his boys are stifling a laugh

"enough of 'at, you muppets" he snarls, but his shoulder is (lightly) smacked by her.

my first, real, COD write-in

pls interact if you'd like to see more of sampaguita and price!

[viceroywrites]

purely self-indulgent thought...

if stan were to marry a filpino/filipina/filipinx, i feel that stan would greatly enjoy the money dance tradition at weddings.

pretty much guests come up to dance with either person (bride/groom) and pin money on their clothes as a sign of generosity.

i just know this man would be grinning from ear to ear, beckoning ppl to come dance with him.

[kairiscorner]

Hello🙂 I'm really new to your Blog and I really adored Miguel O'hara so much.. Can You please write something for him and to his Filipina Girlfriend when the Reader let's him meet the her whole Family and they're liked challenged him for a Drinking game to see how serious he was on the Reader.. Thank you so much

HIYA ANON !! welcome to my blog, happy to see you here :>> also same, i adore him too 🛐🛐🛐(when he's not beating up miles 😭) BUT OOOOO I LOVE THAT IDEA !! np, and i hope this is any good >:DD

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

drunk miguel x filipina reader

content warnings! mentions of excessive alcohol intake, if you are uncomfortable with this topic, please don't read any further ^^

"do you really love her?" your cousin asked miguel, who was lurching over on the table, horribly drunk and a little sick of the alcohol he was taking in. you didn't want to see the aftermath of this, you didn't want to know what kind of answer miguel would give despite trusting him so much. it wasn't that you didn't trust him, it was that you had so many horrible experiences with this kind of crap your cousins pulled that you couldn't bear to see it. you tried to get miguel away from them, but he suddenly blurted out his answer.

"i do." he said, his voice slurred and heavy from the drinking. your cousins nodded and agreed sarcastically, which made you question if you were even related to these people. "aren't there better options for you to fall in love with? come on, look at you! surely, you've looked at other people in ways you never looked at our cousin before, no?" they pressed him, eager to hear his response. you couldn't be any more disgusted or angry at their behavior, so you got up and started shouting--shouting at them to leave miguel alone, to leave you alone, to mind their own business as adults because they really didn't seem to get the memo. as you were shouting at them, miguel took your hand, and though he was still hunched over the table, he responded in a weak voice. "never. never have i... wanted anyone... the way i wanted... her." he confessed as he mustered the strength to look up at you with such a genuine expression on his face.

"i... i want nobody else. just you, mahal ko." he said as he looked you in the face and tried smiling, despite the alcohol already bringing him into the sober but dazed stage. he leaned over to kiss your lips, he needed nothing more right now than the feeling of you on him, right here and right now. he's rambling and mumbling, on and on, about how he's dreamed of marrying you, spending the rest of his life with you, maybe having kids with you if you wanted. "i've thought of... of names for them all, mahal..." he went on as he leaned against you, gradually putting his weight down on you. after your cousins realized that, even when drunk, he was pretty much hopelessly in love with you, they lost interest in the game and went back to their own worlds as miguel jumped to the giddy stage as he wrapped his arms around you for a bear hug and kissed you all over your face, as if he was separated from you for a lifetime, when in reality, you were hear the whole time--holding his hand while he drank away everything your cousins gave him.

"i meant every word of it, y'know..." he whispered to you with a slight giggle as he held you closer and squeezed you a little tighter. "they said... 'when drunk, the truth comes out'... they didn't need to make me drunk to... to make me remind them all that... you're all i want." he said as he began running a hand through your hair and chuckling as he fidgeted with a lock of your hair and smiling wider when he saw you smile. "you have such a perfect smile. it's enough to knock me out..." he said as he leaned over to kiss your cheek, and soon, his head fell to your shoulder, almost knocking you down with his size. you called for your other cousins to help you take him to your room, and they teased both of you for how disgustingly sweet you two were with each other.

as you and your cousins plopped him down on your bed, you closed the lights and curled up into the bed next to him. miguel was still a little awake when you snuggled in next to him, so he seized the opportunity to grab you by the waist and pull you in for another hug, calling you all his favorite nicknames for you and complimenting every bit of you as you two lay there on your bed. "i'll love you forever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and... ever." he said as he kissed your nose. you placed your hands on either sides of his cheeks and giggled. "and i'll love you forever, and ever, and ever, miggy." you said as you kissed him on his soft, pouty-like lips as he let the alcohol drift him off to the land of sleep in your arms as you hugged him by his waist now, both of you in each other's arms.

a/n: ang himbing ng tulog ng lasing 🥰

tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara @luvstarrstruck

[blueshistorysims]

Mr. Carmichael posing in a family photograph with his wife, son, and cat, April 1929.

Campbell Crisanto Carmichael was born to a black father and a Filipina mother in Harlem, Manhattan in 1893. He grew up alongside the Gardenhouses, later serving in the Great War with Thaddeus and Samson, where he reached the rank of sergeant in the colored regiment. After the war, he became a stockbroker, focused on the wealthy and middle-class black families of New York.

In most of his childhood, he had an unrequited crush on Stella Gardenhouse and while good friends with him, he was quite upset when Stella married the future Duke of Feldsbury in 1920. The hardships of the marriage led to Stella returning to the United States, where she found comfort in Campbell, and they began an affair. After the divorce was finalized, they married in 1923.

His son Carl was born in 1926, and the happy family moved from an apartment to a large house in Harlem, where he lived until his death. Black Tuesday drove him and many other stockbrokers to despair, and after learning he had lost his wife's entire fortune, he took his own life in his office.

Campbell is survived by his wife Stella, son Carl, brother-in-law Thaddeus, in-laws Jedidiah and Martha, his mother, and cat Toussant.

[dailymothanon]

I’m back 🐶 and here’s New Hampshire, what a dainty fella! Did u know I’m half New Hampshirite (Dad’s side)? And half Filipina (Mom’s side); I just say I’m Alaskan (native Alaskan not Alaska native/indigenous) because I’m born and raised here

A close up cuz I’m happy about how I rendered him <3

U see I wanted to give New Hampshire a Studio Ghibli type look, no reason why! No other reason than I wanted to. The scar on his ear to his cheek-ish btw is because of the Old Man of the Mountain collapsing, and the uhh idk what to call it but the hair accessory is based on the golden laurel wreath wrapped around their state seal on their flag (the wreath and star print is on the cloth)

And as a half New Hampshirite I can confirm that these two are married

I think New Hampshire would really like rocks, looking at how many state symbols revolve around rocks, especially granite; same with purple, a lot of purple symbols they’ve got! Not to mention I’ve always associated my dad with purple, and NH being known for being a swing state? I can’t remember exactly. But New Hampshire is definitely a purple and rock stone lover

[suisen-shira]

My middle aged neighbour stays in the Philippines for most of the year. He casually mentioned the epidemic of musty retiree men from the West shacking up with late teen/early 20s Filipinas who are nearly always from impoverished backgrounds. He described it as a 'win-win', old man gets to ravish her youth plus lifelong nurse to change his diapers, she finds a way out of her poverty or at least a better quality of life.

I told him it's a hooker punter arrangement and that these men don't dare return to the West with their 'wives' in tow because their main leverage over her comes from her desperation. I noted how women from my country (industrialised) do not have to resort to such arrangements as frequently and the trend in Ph stems from penury. They could just NOT be rapacious and hire her as a nurse but why would they when they can get bang-maid benefits rolled in?

He proceeds to call me opinionated and says women from my country (say, the US) are too ugly to galvanise the mass exodus of geriatrics for companionship purposes. He then smugly explains to me that prostitution is, for the most part, not exploitative, attractive women would anyday prefer to be paid 1000s for being a pillow princess than work at Subway (nevermind the frequently supermodel tier women working in retail and hospitality). How, while 's__king disgusting men's d___s for a living' would certainly be no fun, the (Filipina) women he knows that do it are chirpy, wholesome, pretty college girls looking to earn a few extra bucks. That it is a personal liberty and I am projecting my biases on to them by suggesting such encounters may be degrading and traumatic for them.

It's all just a naughty adventure, you see. A luxury available only to beautiful women in their wild days of youth. A mandatory 304 phase, if you will. Why not get paid while you're at it? Imagine being so desirable men pay lavishly to have you. Happy hookers ftw. Because sexuality is divorced from privacy and self respect when it comes to beautiful women. The highest bidder wins.

These girls will go on to marry wealthy men and have kids (thereby scaling the pinnacle of womanhood), he explained. As if making oneself into a sex object is a rite of passage for attractive women, a pitstop before hallowed wifedom where the lewd husband continues to consume 🌽 and prostitutes while telling wifey he wouldn't dream of disrespecting her the way he does THOSE women, she is The Wife, the social position is the reward.

His talking points boiled down to 'attractive women are in possession of a goldmine, wouldn't it be a criminal waste for them to not monetise their bodies in the most invasive manner possible?' He earnestly believes beautiful young girls are available on tap if you are a wealthy men*.

*He is a wealthy man.

He, like so many other leches populating the corridors of corporate power, has made bank. Otherwise unremarkable, he is not a looker and although this post does otherwise, the less said about his nauseating personality, the better. I suspect it is his dirty old man fantasy, an assembly line of stunning, young women ever-eager to f___ him, his general unsavouriness notwithstanding.

Throughout his tirade he wouldn't let me get a word in. He absolutely would not entertain the notion that passport bro bs and sex for money is inherently misanthropic. When I pointed out that it is a combination of low self-esteem, insecurity and economic instability that impels women who claim to 'voluntarily' sell themselves, his response was: 🤷🏻‍♀️ at least they are making something out of a gnarly situation instead of acting like professional victims. The specious 'emancipation' argument. He will do anything but admit that all of it, from bubbly 'college girls' su___ing 🍆 for cash to the long-suffering, self effacing wife grateful for scraps of 'love' is an outcome of the self-serving male psyche; the unbridled lust and entitlement to women it breeds.

As though an exclusive, loving heterosexual partnership founded on mutual support and regard is a pipe dream. By signing up for it, women accept the fineprint - his roving eye and insatiable sexual appetite, the unrelenting assaults on her soul.

Going by my neighbour's assertions, objectifying women, the pursuit of no strings attached/hedonistic sex is a compulsive behaviour for human males, an inalienable part of male sexuality that is also divorced from their capacity to love. Women are either Madonnas or Wh__es. The former should be thankful men elevated her to the latter, her superior status implies he adores her even if his actions show anything but. He is simultaneously free to covet the latter, she gets his attention and admiration - a 'win-win'. Both exist to satisfy different facets of the male psyche.

I'm sad to report that even this odious man has a devoted long term girlfriend whom he frequently derides. She is always in damage control mode putting out the fires he starts with his unconsidered words. She can do better but she stays because 'the known devil etc'. Being single is inconceivable for some reason.

He is one of those men that takes pride in being obnoxious, like it is a reflection of his importance, his ability to hurt others evidence of his emotional intelligence. People tolerating his unkindness are tacitly declaring their allegiance to him. Of course that is not the case, like so many men, he has an ill formed Theory of Mind. Most people just pinch their noses and want to be done with the unpleasantness asap, confrontation (I found out the hard way) only prolongs the suffering - and all for naught. He is too daft to know better.