wag naman sana tayong umabot sa point na magsasalin lang tayo ng cereal tapos nasunog natin bigla yung kusina 😳
huy omg :((( usto kong backhug habang nagluluto pls. kith kita habang naghuhugas ka ng pinggan 😽 super organized ako kaya dw sa mga gamit natin, i got you ;)
Feel ko tayo yung type na maski tubig nalang ilalaga masusunog pa natin pati buong bahay /j Pag anniversary natin ipagluluto kita ng sinigang na hotdog 🥺👉👈
Bawi nalang tayo sa mga gamit organized din ako medyo <3 Magaling ako maglaba skl kaya kong paputiin kahit maduming budhi payan /j Ay teka answeet non tas bubulungan kita habang binaback hug kita 🥺
And behind the scenes....after...
And behind the scenes….after…
I have a love-hate relationship with trade shows and festivals. I have, in my time, been on both sides of the table – stall holder, exhibitor and visitor. I have also organised a number of conferences, so I have a good idea of what goes into the organisation of fairly large events: none of it is very glamorous; it is always hard work. I must be a glutton for punishment, because this weekend…
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kahit anong gusto mo, i'll try my best to cook for you 🥺 sobrang shit ko sa kusina pero for you, i'll learn it. (wow domestic life omfg ready na ako bumukod)
Mahal walang mangyayari satin wala din akong alam sa kusina, UTI guaranteed lang kaya kong lutuin lol
And omg domestic na pala this, kaya ko lang chores like maghugas ng pinggan at least pwede naman tayong maglandian sa lababo kapag naghugas 😣👉👈
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halika rito bigyan kitang sinigang hihi. cuddle mo ako, please 🥺 kulang lang talaga ako sa isang yochan hayz.
AND OMG UMIINOM AKONG NESCAFE 3 IN 1 NGAYON GKDKDJSJ soulmate thingz 😌
ay weh 🥺 di nako nakakatikim ng sinigang eh. Ofc cuddle kita pero dapat may kasamang pakain dahil walang libre sa mundo /j (yōchan mukhang pagkain akanakan)
Tadhana nga naman 😗 Ako na nagtitimpla palang ng nescafe 💘
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Butter Knife- James Ford
Pairing: James Ford x Reader
Characters: James Ford
Request: Anon- "I know you wanna stab me, but please upgrade from a butter knife."
Word Count: 413
It had become apparent to you along with the other survivors that there wasn’t anyone looking for you, at least not in the right place, so your chances were that you would be stuck living on the island until your final breath. As you explained your way around the main crash site, everyone found more luggage and it was making its way back to its rightful owner, unless it was food or medicine or another item that would be important to the group’s survival.
You hadn’t been lucky enough to find your suitcase, but a few items had been found about and were returned to you, including the small, locked box that had been hidden amongst your clothing, containing the most valuable items to you, granted on the island they were just worth the sentimentality they held. Sadly, you had locked the box to keep things safe but there wasn’t a chance that you would find the tiny key on the island or in the ocean. If you ever wanted to open the box, you were going to have to use force and hope for the best.
With the box and a few random objects, you had gathered, you headed into your tent to try to fight your way into the box. As you tried to fight the box, you realised you were going to lose and ended up swearing far more than you would be comfortable with if you were in company, but little did you knew that Sawyer had heard your swearing and made his way into your tent to see what was going on.
You jumped at the sound of someone entering your tent and brandished the plastic butter knife that you had found amongst the food stuff.
He chuckled at the view. “I know you wanna stab me, but please upgrade from a butter knife.”
You shot him a glare before continuing to try and wedge the knife into the edge of the box by the lock to pop it open but rather than it doing so, the knife snapped under the pressure.
“What are you doing?” He asked.
“Trying to open this box, but I don’t have the key,” you huffed, throwing the shards of the knife over with the other tools you had tried to make use out of.
“So, you’re using a butter knife?”
You frowned up at him, not appreciating his presence at the best of times, let alone when you were getting annoyed anyway.
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