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ist4rgirlo · 9 months

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─────── 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐨!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

HEADCANONS !

summary : a filipina!reader dating conrad fisher

so basically y’all met at the deb ball — him and nicole were still together at that time ( yeah ironic huh )

but yk we filipina girls are charming ( we just like that 🤭 ) so you really caught his attention !

it’s so funny because he didnt ask anybody but nicole if he can have your number PFFT (well nicole thought that he was just being friendly thats why he gave it to him)

ever since that deb ball thingy y’all started talking -- like getttin to know each other more. he became very close to you as he starts to adore your because of your childhood stories when you were in the philippines.

after a while you took him to the Philippines, y’all weren’t dating (yet, him and nicole just recently broke up) back then but you decided to take him there because he was just so inlove with your culture 😩 ( we love a man that also loves our culture!!! )

you took him to the palengke, you took him to ride the tricycle and the jeep AND LET ME TELL YOU HE ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT.

when you took him home, your family really loved him. they thought that he was so so sweet and so caring -- he was so SPOILED.

they even called him “pogi” that’s like his new nickname now and when you told him what it meant he was a blushing mess!

your family also kept on asking you if y’all were together and if he was your “boypren/jowa" he asked you what it meant you never really told him because it was embarassing for you.

as for his family, they really love you and adore you — even the Conklins love you and thought that you were just adorable!

as we all know we filipina/filipino’s love our family so so much — that was one of the reason’s why Conrad fell for you and why his family absolutely adores you.

so bcs he likes you, he does a lot of stuff LIKE HE EVEN TRIED TO LEARN TAGALOG WORDS and even researched how to like court you and all of that stuff HE EVEN TRIED TO COOK YOU YOUR FAV FOOD — he really made the effort YALL.

so he started to make ligaw and he was absolutely good at it — he even had your parents involved in all of his plans because he wanted to make sure that he was doing the right thing — it was honestly the cutest things ever!

eventually you said yes!

now that you guys are together, you started to call him “mahal” (love) he asked you what it meant and now he calls you like that too.

he would ask you to teach him tagalog words and it was so cute how he tries so so hard to say those words that you taught him.

it’s always been ‘mahal kita’ for the both of you because eversince he knew what it meant, he started to like the way it sounds and he thought that it sounded more meaningful so he started to use it instead of ‘i love you’ (i want this please)

he’d always call you “mahal” and “bebe” it was the cutest and you would always call him “bebe” because that was the one that made him blush a lot

OMG HE ONCE CALLED YOU PALANGGA AND YOU ASKED HIM WHERE HE GOT IT FROM he said he was searching tagalog endearments 🫠

“bebe, cook me sinigang please”, “mahal, where’s my kiss”, “bebe labs, bebe time please”

eversince he knew the word “bebe time” there was never a time that he doesn’t use it.

you would always talk to him in tagalog and he ABSOLUTELY adores it!! it was fine with him even though he thinks that you’re cursing him but still he found it cute.

but he hates it when you’re mad because you would take too fast and it would frustrate him and it always sounded so harsh when you would scream at him in tagalog so ever since the first time you did that, he tried hus best to not make you mad LMAO

his favorite filipino food that you make is sinigang and adobo - he would always tell you to make him some whenever you guys are together or just when he craves it

he also started to love jollibee because you would always tell him to buy some for you so he decided to try it out now it’s one of his favorites!

your favorite song together is from the band IV of spades it was “come inside of your heart — ever since you guys started dating he started to listen to a lot of filipino artists like ben&ben, eraserheads, adie and many more !!

omg when you got home from the philippines you decided to buy lato lato for him 😭 it was the worst decision ever because he wasn’t the only one obsessed with it, Jeremiah was obsessed with it too.

he just loves you and your culture, to the point where whenever it’s summer — you guys made sure that on the top of the list for your plans was to visit the philippines and visit as many places as you can <3 it became his second home and you love that for him. 😩❤️

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i LOVEDDDD writing this — this is so far the cutest thing i’ve ever written — thanks to anon who requested this <;3

lmk if y’all want more requests !! if y’all want more filo!reader, i’ll gladly do them :))

#tsitp #tsitp conrad #conrad fisher #conrad fisher imagine #conrad fisher x you #conrad fisher fanfic #conrad fisher fic #conrad fisher x reader #conrad fisher x y/n #the summer i turned pretty #filipino!reader #filipino reader #tsitp fanfic #tsitp fic #tsitp imagine #abtconrad fics #conrad fisher headcanons #conrad fisher fluff #Spotify

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greenteaanon · 4 months

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Fictional Stories:From Noli me Tanghere

NARCISISA (SISA)

Reverse Isekai, GN! Reader but you're in a skirt. Angst and fluff and a drizzle of crack, Warnings for Screaming, child loss, loss of Sanity

This is based on our project last year lol this has been rotting in my drafts

"Oh Geez! why would they Volonteer me to represent the class!!" You huffed as you went inside one of the apartments in your family's rental place to use as a dorm. "Are you alright your grace?" Asked Kaveh leaning on the couch with a Sketchbook. "No. Not really...Given the fact that I have to perform on stage in...a week max?" Pinching the bridge of your nose while pacing. "What exactly are you performing your holiness?" Asked Zhongli placing a tray of newly brewed tea on the coffee table. You passed him a Convenient English Version of Jose Rizal's work: Noli me Tanghere

"Page 58 that's the character..." You pointed dropping your self on the couch next to Kaveh. Xingqiu saw the book and flipped to said page "Sisa? What's her character?"

"So bassicaly she's a woman driven crazy because of her husband's abuse and the loss of her 2 sons because of the corrupt church"you stated directly at the book thinking If you missed anything. They looks the right amount of concerned.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I have to dig through my closet because it's in 2 days" you stood up rushing to your room.

Once again, you're on the couch with the ladies: Yun Jin, Nilou, and Ayaka. "I just need a twist... something that will make people react, " you whispered to yourself. The others looked very much concerned for your well-being. The competition was tomorrow, and it was very nerve racking, no one dared to cut you from your concentration.

You almost started jumping in joy when an idea hit you. Looking up songs upon songs and making a little to then sing "ok...Im ready!" You said to yourself. Ayaka softly patted your back with a gentle smile. You can relax just a bit.

The day of the competition arrived, and you managed to slip the genshin cast into school pretending that they were cosplaying. You were pacing around back stage calming down your nerves with Yun Jin making sure you look alright.

"Representing Section Juan Luna!..." The teacher called out as the lights dimmed and you walked on stage singing a small tune

Thats when you got your class to do it to scream insults at you as you're performing. "Baliw! Baliw!" Crazy! Crazy! they all kept screaming thats when you started to shout back "Baliw!? Di ako Baliw! Nakikita mo ba ilaw sa Kampanaryo! Anak ko yon! Si Crispin! Nagpapadausdos sa Lubid! Crispin! Basilio! Anak ko! " Crazy!? Im not Crazy! Cant you see the light in the steeple! Those are my children! Crispin! Pulling the rope! Crispin! Basilio! My children!

You started sobbing uncontrollably acting as if you actually gone crazy as the music drops. Then the light dimmed ending your performance. A loud round of applause rang in the gymnasium. You stood up and bowed.

After you got off the stage you went over to the genshin cast they were cheering you on. Now all you had to do was sit and watch the rest of the performances.

"Now it is time to announce the winners!" The vice president of the Pandayan Filipino Club said. It finally arrived to announce your grade's winners

"Remember Your Grace, No matter if you win or lose" Zhongli said.

"For the grand champion! And the best performance for Sisa! Goes to..." You felt your body go stiff, you were holding onto Kaveh for support. "SECTION JUAN LUNA!" Both the announcers said. You accidentally pushed eachother when you heard you won.

You quickly made your way up the stage to get the Trophy and Medal and bowed. All is well and hard work payed off

#sagau #greenteaanon #genshin fanfic #sagau ng filipino #genshin sagau

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lilithaban · 11 months

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yacht dinner date

mingyu x female reader

— filo setting

🖋️: fluff, smut!

warning: 🔞, mature content, profanities, unprotected s!x (don't do it in real life!)

— dni minors!

posted: may 29, 2023

(unedited.)

happy reading!

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“Oh my god are you kidding me, kim mingyu? this is so expensive! we could just have a simple dinner date instead"

I swear to god a yatch dinner date is really expensive. I know he can afford things like this but I'm still not really used to this kind of things. And I don't want to people to assume that I am only dating him because of his looks and money.

I love him. I really do

“Babe, you don't have to be worried. I swear I really wanna give you this experienced"

I know he's sincere. “Hay nako sure. But next time we could have date at your penthouse instead" I suggested since he has a huge ass penthouse with a terrific view.

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It's already 7 p.m., and we're eating dinner. He was the one who prepared all of the Italian dishes since he ordered everyone on board, including the captain, to leave the yacht. I was about to ask him why did he do that then I suddenly remember that he can maneuver a yacht and he has a freaking license.

I'm enjoying the food especially the pasta alfredo and ricotta gnudi. He's a great cook. I mean he's great in everything. He even knows how to drive me crazy.

We're having a good time drinking wine when a Mariah Carey rnb song starts playing in the background, creating the atmosphere to become tense.

"Hmmm" I heard him growl a little bit.

I took my phone out and starts scrolling randomly to divert the heat tension that I am feeling right now but a big hand slowly travel to my thigh massaging it.

My breath hitched. "Mingyu."

Alam ko kung saan patutunguhan nito. Tangina.

"Why?" he asked casually, as if he wasn't massaging my inner thigh.

I didn't bother to answer, when his hands slipped inside my dress, a lewd moan escaped from my mouth. I'm rubbing my wet ass pussy through my lacey panty.

Instead of telling him to stop, I lightly move my hips to create more tension.

"Fuck, baby. That was hot"

That's it. My patience is completely gone. I sat on his lap and sloppy kissed him. Following the rhythm of the music in the background.

"Hmmm"

"Aaahhh"

The sound of our moan, wind, ocean waves, and the music completely make the atmosphere more ungodly to me.

His kisses cascaded down from my lips to my neck, leaving a lot of hickeys in every part of my neck. I was taken aback when I heard my dress rip apart.

"Fuck! mingyu naman that was new!!"

"I'll buy you more of that baby"

"Gyu, baka may makakita satin" I worriedly ask because both of us are naked in the deck, fucking each other.

"Baby, look, we're far from the land, with no ships or boats in sight."

"But-"

Magsasalita pa lang sana ako ng bigla niyang ipasok sa puke ko ang malaking alaga nito. Sabay kaming napaungol ng sumagad ito.

"Tangina araw-araw na nga kitang kinakantot sobrang sikip pa rin ng butas mo. Fuck"

Hindi na ako makasagot dahil nagsimula itong bayuhin ang puke ko. Mabagal pero sagad na sagad.

"Aaaaahhh sige pa. Baby fuck me more please" hirap na hirap kong sinabi habang sinasabayan ang ritmo nito. "Putangina mo, wag mo akong sabayan kundi lalabasan agad ako."

Mas lalo ko pang sinalubong bawat bayo nito kaya naramdaman ko na lang ang mariing pagpigil nito sa bewang ko.

"Mingyu, please make it faster. Fuck me harder. Make me pregnant. Buntisin mo ako please. Aaaahh"

I open my eyes only to see his eyes full of lust and his patience already on the edge. Sunod-sunod na akong napa-ungol dahil mas lalong bumilis at dumiin ang pagbayo nito.

"Tangina ka inubos mo pasensya ko. Talagang bubuntisin kita."

I licked my lips and touch myself to add more pleasure. "Then make me".

I was already screaming his name as his pace becomes more faster na akala mo'y nakikipag karera at parang mapupunit ang puke ko sa sobrang sagad ng pagkantot nito. He scooped me up and then used his tongue to play with my breasts.

I can't moaned anymore. He's a beast, a beast that fucking me to death. I am overstimulated and tired already but his dick never leave my hole.

"Oohhh fuck"

"Ang sarap mo putangina"

He's saying dirty things now, and I feel like I'm coming for the fifth time. I heard him growl and my orgasm exploded coating his dick.

"Baby, don't clench. Fuck I want to fuck you more."

His pace never slowed down instead his pushing himself to edge.

"Aaaaahhhh shit baby I'm coming"

I swear to God, I won't be able to walk for weeks after this. My eyes can't even look at him in the eyes because he's so godly on top of me. He looks like a greek god fucking me to death.

He pulled my hair and bit my lips. "I'm going to impregnate you tonight, understand?"

Imbis na matakot at magalit ako sa ginawa niya ay lalo lang akong nalibugan at nilabasan. After a few more thrusts his seed explodes inside me.

Bumagsak siya sa dibdib ko at naghahabol ng hininga. Niyakap ko ito at sinuklay ang buhok gamit ang kamay ko. His dick is still inside me, and what scares me the most is that his junior is still wide awake.

"I love you so much baby" he whisper

"I love you too, Gyu"

We stayed like that for a couple minutes and suddenly he switch our position. I am now on his top.

"Ride me baby. Show me a good yacht ride."

#svt smut #filo au #smut #spg #svt fanfic #svt mingyu #kim mingyu #svt filo au #filipino #seventeen #seventeen smut #seventeen mingyu #filipino author #sebong #svt carat #filo smut #+18 content

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going-to-ikea-for-the-fries · 1 month

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CAN I ASK FOR A 141 HEADCANON WITH READER WHO IS A FILIPINO? It's okay if you don't want to:>

First of all, biggest apologies for the time it took me to answer this, I was in a little rut when it came to inspo + wanted to do some proper research on Filipino culture/aspects, to see how to best write it.

That being said, I think I came up with a few interesting HC for the boys (also this is assuming the Filipino reader moved to England - regardless of working for the 141 or not!):

Filipino Reader headcanons

tags: you/your, gn!reader, drinking and hangovers.

England is cold, it’s rainy, it’s ugly. That’s the main thing in your head 90% of the time. The touristy ‘oooh’s and ‘ahhh’s had worn off after the first 3 weeks, after you had run all over London and the surrounding areas… It had been wonderful when the weather was mild and actually kind of sunny.

Now it’s Winter. And, sure, you’re no stranger to rain coming from an island country with plenty of rain and plenty of humidity, but the rain in London feels GROSS. It might be the cold or dreariness of the streets, but you feel gross every time you get home and have to unzip your jacket and shake the water off your flimsy foldable umbrella.

Whenever you want to complain about how much you miss the heat and how miserable you feel during the nippy mornings in London, you go to Soap. He immediately agrees with you and speaks of the English weather with the same disdain you do, as if he wasn’t born in Scotland where the cold and rain is arguably tens of thousands of times worse. Somehow you can picture taking him back home and watching him fit right in amidst your noisy uncles and cousins. Not to mention it would be hilarious to watch them try to make sense of his Scottish accent...

Gaz is the best when it comes to helping with your homesickness. He asks the best questions and lets you tell all sorts of stories... He researches Filipino restaurants in the city and checks all sorts of reviews to make sure he’s taking you to the one restaurant that’s immigrant-owned and cooks as close to your family’s recipes as possible (it’s not quite the same as your grandma’s lumpia or kare-kare, nothing will be unless you go back home and beg her for the recipe, and even still you somehow you won’t succeed in making it Quite The Same™️ either).

Ghost is a lot of things and one of them is a man with a severe craving for sugar and carbs. He’d never admit it but he has a major sweet tooth… So, the moment he heard you mention halo-halo to Gaz and talking about how it has condensed milk in it? The man was RUNNING to research it. And that sent him down a rabbit hole of food from your culture and, sure, it’s not nearly hot enough to make any of the stuff you were talking about missing… But he can make other stuff, and by the time you notice, there's always ube in your pantry, and a packet of tablea? And as you make your way to the kitchen one morning there’s just… a patch of fresh little pandesal waiting for you and they’re still warm to the touch like they’ve been pulled out of the oven in the last 15 minutes and… champorado (with a few tablespoons taken out of it)??? How-

Price would deny he has a problem with alcohol… He’s just… intrigued by it and likes trying all different kinds. Nikolai has gotten him some good vodka for free, Kate’s gotten him bourbon (and for Simon too) as well as some hillbilly backwoods moonshine… So when he heard you talk about a type of Filipino liquor that you always saw your family members drinking but you never quite stomach due to how potent it was, the man immediately got in touch with some contacts of his and… long story short, he brought a few bottles of lambanog to a team dinner. He assured you him and the lads were ‘strong’ and uttered some spiel about how Brits are basically born with alcohol in their blood… Only for him to get himself and every single one of the lads drunk off it. The next morning, while nursing the strongest hangover-induced headache of his adult life, you regaled him with the fact that the bottles of lambanog he got were double distilled and the abv was almost double that of a standard handle of vodka.

#ikea writes 💚#reqs #cod fanfic #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #captain john price #filipino reader #cod x reader

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vourequat · 15 hours

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GENSHIN MEN courting you.

WARNING: This is a Filipino AU set in the Spanish Colonization period, so basically all of these are inspired by Filipino courting rituals.

Contains Diluc, Kaeya, Neuvilette, and Wriothesley (some of these men are hand picked because of the languages on the banner on top tehee.), fem!reader, age gap.

Diluc Ragnvindr (Manileño)

Being the son of a businessman, he was the highest regarded bachelor in all of Manila being that he was also rather good looking.

This man is not a big fan of romanticism and would often avoid it like the plague but his guilty pleasure was to read books in the romantic genre hidden away in the depths of his library, his trips to the book store was more often than usual and many thought that he's gone book crazy but that was not the case however.

You.

You were the reason that he's now the book shop's loyal patron, you were just a simple woman from another business oriented family. You were the typical Maria Clara to the spectators eyes, quiet and modest though that was not Diluc saw.

You were ambitious and rather messy at times but that's what he loved about you, your comfortability with someone like him made him feel that he actually was able to make friends of his own that his father had not told him to befriend for the sake of business.

That's when he started to grow feelings for you.

He was still stoic and expressionless at times but whenever he sees you, his ears visibly go red under his luscious red locks.

With the encouragement of his mother and the head maid of his estate, he mustered up the bravery in his entire blood line to go to your home with the intent of asking for your father's blessing to court you.

He was shocked to see that there were other men who were after you; from a Mestizo to a Sangley, they were all there waiting for your sweet yes.

But he had an advantage that didn't have; they didn't know you the way he did.

It started from flowers to love letters, he did everything that he learnt from the romance books he had read and basically copied every single gentleman in the books that women loved.

His very next move was to bring you by the lake that he had remembered that you used to go to as a little girl, it was a bit muddy though, ruining yours and his shoes but it didn't matter as he saw that you were obviously over the moon to see a childhood place again still intact.

He saw something that your other suitors weren't able to see nor willing to, they painted you as this innocent flower that needed corruption from them but to him— you were the most adventurous and the bravest girl he's ever seen.

"Yes." You laughed.

He raised a brow, "Yes what, binibini?" he asked.

"I want to be yours..."

Those very words made his heart race as if he just ran from his house to the nearest farm in the concrete city of Manila, he couldn't believe that his awkward attempts to act out the romanticism of men in books that women seem to love had worked.

"You're pulling on my leg..." He breathed out only to be wronged by her shaking her head.

And just like that, he ran to you and lifted you into the air. The adrenaline causing the two of you to fall into the mud, it was sticky and wet but it didn't matter to him even if his ivory white blouse that his maids spent hours on to perfect was ruined because his heart was now owned by the most perfect woman he could ever think of.

"So... what should we call each other?" He asked.

Kaeya Alberich (Español)

Ever since he has set foot in the Philippines with his father who governed the Philippines in the reign of the Spaniards he has never felt the sense of nervousness, back in Madrid, he had an image to uphold as a government official's son but now he can just let loose.

His move to the Philippines was the very start of his rebellion, he now probably felt like a normal boy like he dreamt of back in Spain but his father wasn't having it.

So to set him straight, he put Kaeya in the supervision of a prayle.

The first mass where he served as the priest's assistant he managed to oversee the entire service from the elevated stage where statues of saints and Jesus were all shown in the altar made of wood and gold. One of them was you, a really pretty Filipina who was praying religiously and singing alongside the child choir.

After the mass, he was about to gather his friend of rebellious teens until he was stopped and called upon the priest he's under.

He mustered up his most innocent boy smile until he saw you approaching, turns out that you were the goddaughter of the priest and he wanted Kaeya and her to be friends since she was the best candidate of friends that could place a good influence on him.

He was beyond bored, accompanying you and other nuns and worshippers as you all prayed to the virgin Mary. There he realized that convincing you to join him to the dark side was a hard task to do, you weren't that innocent but you were the most pure and truest girl he's ever met.

Sometimes you were sassy and very witty but he felt as if you really cared for him despite just being friends with Kaeya so that his father won't worry about him while he's away, with you he learned a lot of things, mainly that he didn't need to rebel to be free.

Most of the things he did was disobeying his father but it didn't do him any good at all, with his friends he learned to become a womanizer and to drink at a very young age. But it was weird to admit that you managed to fix him.

From table manners to memorising the entire prayers in the book in Latin, he learned it all from you. You were the only friend that his father approved of however, despite being a girl and potentially seeing his son in a romantic way not that he minded having you as a daughter in law.

Kaeya soon blossomed feelings for you, it started from helping around the church like you did and almost took your job from you.

He was still cheeky as ever, his teenager instincts causing him to want to create discord but you manage to dim it down with a simple glance.

Everyone loved your pairing, almost every single one encouraged you and Kaeya to start dating already and with the blessing of his father and your father, he began to do the cheesiest things.

You were confused if whether he was doing this to sway you or just flat out piss you off.

One night, you were sleeping peacefully until you heard something from the open window of your room. Groggily heading your way there you saw Kaeya and his goons of friends who some you recognized to be the sons of the farmers in your father's hacienda.

"This is for you, cariño..." Kaeya and his poor ability to sway women with his voice began to sing you a popular Spanish love song, he was hurting your ears but it amused you.

You stayed by the window sill and watched as he sang while his friends played a guitar or a drum made out of a bucket, they were all in tune with the original song but Kaeya seemed to have his own version.

"Oh my dearest... will you give this lonesome and poor little Spanish boy your sweetest yes?" He said so dramatically, maybe you should've banned him from reading Jane Austen or Shakespeare.

You laughed at his advances before giving him the shockest shock of his life, "Sure... why not?"

He looked like was about to faint when he heard those words come out of you, his friends celebrating behind him like a bunch of buffoons while he was still awestrucked.

"R-Really...?" He had to make sure.

"Yes, now come in and meet my mother before I change my mind." You've never seen this usually spoiled man who had everything handed to him with a snap of his fingers run so fast into your house and to your living room where he met your mother and your father, ready to welcome him as their son in law.

His father would actually faint if he found out about this though. Who would've thought that his son would be able to grab a girl like you?

Neuvilette (Mestizo)

Like Diluc, he was not one to meddle in with romance since he was very busy as a foreign law maker and businessman.

He only found himself in the ports of Manila due to a business pact with a bunch of Sangley's that offered a good proposal, he never thought of soulmates because to him it was just another myth for the hopeless romantics but it was quite ironic as he was in the territory of the romantics of the south eastern islands.

Soulmates were just plain bullshit until he saw you.

A young merchant who was heavily business minded, though it was the 1800s so no one took you that seriously and that's where your brother came in. He was the perfect bridge for Neuvilette to get to know you better, to get to know what fuels that fire that made you glowing like the blazing sun of the tropics.

Neuvilette manages to strike a deal with your brother however when he asks of you, his eyes widened— you were only twenty two while he was already in his late thirties.

A blossoming flower and a mature tree stump was not exactly the most ideal to some but just like nature, it works in different ways.

In one of his tours to the factory of your brother when he saw you show your amazing leadership and logical thinking skills, he admired every single bit of what you've presented to an oldie like him and you were really pretty on top of that.

You would look perfect together, two business driven minds and great skills in making connections— but you were too sweet for him.

You were still too young for his taste so he just waited for you to grow older, not that he expected some sort of miracle from the heavens that was until one day you yourself aroused the idea of secret feelings. You may have had caught up on how he longingly stares at you and how much he admired you so you wanted to know if he wanted an amazing advice for you.

The businessman was blushing hard, it didn't help that he was pale either.

Then he just pulled out a bouquet of flowers towards you, you accepted them of course due to how pretty they were but why did he give it to you?

"Can I... Can I court you, my lady?" Those very words started the long road to your sweet approval to finally call himself yours, he began to stop by the factory more and more to help around to make use of the time he had before he had to go back to France.

And when that dreaded day came, he didn't seem to forget you one bit. Every month your house was bombarded by boxes of love letters and other items that Neuvilette scoured the entirety of his motherland remembering that you liked them.

It took about three years before he finally got the time to go back to the Philippines to see how the joint business he had with your brother was going but mostly it was to see you of course, waiting by the dock was the familiar woman whose address he kept in his head like words engraved in stone.

Too much to his dismay he began to grow white hairs while you were just starting to greet wrinkles to your beautiful face. It made him insecure and made him think twice if he should greet you until you attacked him with a big hug when he was not looking, he took it as an opportunity to raise you up in the air to view that beauty he longed years for before hugging you back even tighter.

To the spectators, it was rather weird to see an unmarried duo be this intimate but it did not matter. Neuvilette didn't suffer two grueling years of courting her without even getting to see her in person just to be ashamed of showing his love for her.

"Sinasagot na kita..." trans: "I'm going to answer your question."

And just like the first time he showed his love for you, he grew pink and became more bashful by the minute.

He tucked your stray hair behind your ear before he leaned down to admire your beautiful eyes that he'd be lucky to see every single morning when he wakes up and night when he goes to sleep, he wanted you to be his and wanted his entire being to be in your hands, that was how much he loved you.

"And I'm not too young anymore..." Your witty comment making both of you chuckle before his laugh died down as he continued to look into your eyes.

"And I won't get tired of loving you everyday of the rest of my mortal life." He was about to continue his very sappy and sweet dialogue when your brother butted in with an all too familiar smile on his face, "So can I have my business partner now?"

Right, as much as you wanted to greet your suitor and now nobyo, your brother also was here to greet his business partner. Maybe you two will talk this out later on when you two have the time but for now, you were here for business.

Wriothesley (Probinsyano)

Being the eldest of his family, Wriothesley was sent to work at the Hacienda of a rich businessman near the city.

He didn't mind the work at all as he himself wanted to do something to help around the house in many ways possible, being family oriented and too busy raising his younger siblings, love wasn't exactly his first priority in mind until he saw you.

Your father was touring him and other new workers around the farm when he saw you passing by and conversing with your friends, so this was what all the craze was about city girls.

Every time you visited the farm while he tended to the horse stable he made sure to use that as a chance to converse with you, as you were in one of the shaded benches and reading he suddenly decided to approach you.

"Hi, ma'am... that's umm... a cool looking book" he started but he was a bit nervous, you seemed to be a smart collegiala while he can't even admit his illiteracy.

You couldn't fault him that he couldn't even read or write, after all, he came from a different life than you so you offered to teach him the basics and have him full access to your library.

He was a rather fast learner and you liked that as an impatient woman, that tutoring however slowly turned to a flirting session. You had to admit that Wriothesley was a sweet guy but he just wasn't your type though he was keen on changing that.

From a bag of apples he gathered from the apple orchard to a wheel of cheese that he and his fellow workers managed to create from the left over cow milk they harvested, he did everything he can and did what he knew to sway a woman just to change your mind.

You loved his attitude and insistent nature, you were starting to like him but you just wanted to play with him and pretended to not be so impressed until you surprised him with a surprise visit to your father.

The man was shaking like crazy when he met his boss in a more relaxed setting, it was just him and your father all alone.

"So you like my daughter?" Your father started.

"I- uh...—" Before he could even answer, your father cut him off.

"And I want you to be my son in law."

Wriothesley had to check twice if he heard his boss right, he had been working under him for about a couple years now and your father saw his hardwork around the farm and trying to woo you to accept his offer of love.

"But... you need to make that cheese you made again last time, it was delicious..." Now, with your father's blessing, he gathered his friends to create the same wheel of cheese for your father to further prove that he was serious with you but he did most of the hardwork as he was motivated by you.

While he was busy molding the cheese into shape, you decided to pay a visit and stopped by his friends who were watching him from afar after helping him gather excess milk from the cows.

"That man's head over heels for you, ma'am" one of them said.

You laughed, "I know... the feelings are mutual."

"Creativity comes from those who have a lot of responsibilities but refuses to do them" — Veritas Ratio, the philosopher, probably.

A/N: I am not swaying my feet while writing this, never. And I'm running out of ideas so I may make more Filipino AUs of characters I like to make fanfics of and will probably make text AUs because I'm getting obsessed with the ones on Tiktok.

Trans: Good morning, my love. Go and eat breakfast mwah!!!

#genshin impact #genshin impact fanfic #genshin headcanons #genshin men #genshin diluc #diluc x reader #kaeya alberich #kaeya x reader #neuvilette fanfic #genshin neuvillette #wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #filipino AU

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nellycanwrite · 1 year

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“...𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬.”

I just had to draw fanart of @honeystevie's fic, Take Me Into Your Arms, Siren's Call. I am completely aware that it is an xReader piece, but this is my own interpretation of Reader/OC! This takes place somewhere between the lines of Part 2 of the fic; where Reader is pregnant with K'uk'ulkan's first heir💖

I can't stress how much I adore this fic. It just hit all the right spots. I hope you like this little piece of fanart I drew, Rika! The brainrot is so strong it has me on a literal chokehold.

#namor x reader #namor x fem!reader #namor x filipina!reader #namor x filipino!reader #encanto #namor #namor x asian!reader #namor x you #namor the sub mariner #namor x poc!reader #k'uk'ulkan x reader #k'uk'ulkan #fanart #fanart of a fanfic #nelly's art #drawing #digital illustration

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mochie85 · 8 months

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Mayari

"Mayari" 2023.07.30 Digital Procreate

Artwork Masterlist | Complete Masterlist

#mochie85 does art #redbubble #mochie85 creates #mayari #filipino moon goddess #goddess of the moon #fanfic #procreate #digital art

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orangelemonsstuff · 1 year

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Harana

Lilia Vanrouge x GN! Filipino Reader

(This is tagged to Filipino Readers/MCs)

Summary: you tell Lilia about a certain way to court somebody back in your world/country, not realizing the sneaky little ol' him had an idea to try it out on you.

Quick Note: Harana, one of the Philippines traditional form of courtship in which a man (in many cases) woos. a woman by singing underneath her window or. outside her house at night (credits to google). Basically haharanahin ka ni Lilia sa fic nato (translation: basically Lilia is going to do Harana to you outside the Ramshackle dorm) although it is normally performed by a guy to a girl, it is not limited to any gender that is why this fic is also gender neutral so all genders are included, this fic contains tagalog words which is I'm too lazy to translate but they are just basic words so now worries ^^

Lilia was kind enough to accept your offer to study magic history together for he perhaps has a bit of history knowledge back in his olden days, he is the perfect person to go to if you truly want to study this curriculum hard and prepare for the quiz tomorrow

but as kind as he is, you still feel a little bit guilty for feeling like you had taken advantage of his knowledge of history so you would ace your test and show it off to your friends, you decide to ask what would he want something for an exchange of his smarts after your study session on the library

"i never knew you were like Ashengrotto, always wanting to clear up your debt from somebody so you wouldn't have to deal with it later-- ahaha just kidding just kidding~" Lilia laughed as you nudged on him slightly with your elbow

"Hmm, i do not want anything in particular but you could do something for me, no worries it is fair and something you could easily give to me" you tilt your head at him

"i would like to know about your world's culured courting, how do the people back from your world or country court somebody they like" you are surprised, Lilia liked somebody? you have no idea why would he ask for this information but as much it is none of your business if Lilia would love to use your culture to ask somebody out. and in fact it is a fair exchange for a study session from him

you tell him about the most famous and common way to woo somebody bacm in your country, a Harana, when a binata sings a romantic song with his guitar and his wingman friends under the dalaga's window to woo her, even how common it is for a way of panliligaw or courting, it is one the most romantic courting culture every filipino of your country knows.

"I see, it is truly romantic even if i was the lady herself i would instantly blush at the thought of somebody doing that for me" you nod in agreement "so you would like it if somebody does that to you?" he asked as he looked at you directly in your eyes waiting for an honest answer, you agree smiling at him, it is a sweet way to say "i like you or i love you" to someone after all, you wouldn't mind having somebody use that courting technique to you.

"Oh hoh i see i see~" he chuckled, then proceed to think to himself but you interrupt him with your question, why does he ask about this and what would he do with it?

"Mm you truly are naive little one no wonder many is drawn to you including me, i got another favor to ask, can you hold sleeping too early tonight?" he asked as you reply with another nod

"great! now should we continue back to our studying? you are done with my condition but im halfly not fufu~" he grin at you as he shifts in close to look at your notes, well if those are the only requirements for the long awaited studying to be started then you have completed them all and the deal is done.

the afternoon on the library was spent with you both browsing his memory to help you with his study.

~•~

you yawn as you review some notes that you had written earlier while studying with Lilia, he was a big help, everything was covered completely and you didn't miss any single detail on magic history with his help, you are ready to take the test tomorrow and completely pass it

"Oi, I'm done with the bath it's you turn now" he flooped straightly to bed leaving his wet towel on the floor and napped instantly

you sigh, you stood up to pick it up as you heard a strings of guitar played outside your window, you taught it was just your head but it continued to play a rhythm of your favorite song outside.

you open the crooked wooden window and peeked your head out, in sight was Lilia and the Light Music Club with their instruments, Lilia himself have a wooden guitar and playing with its chords, he noticed you and grinned with a bright smile. wait, is Lilia doing the courting thing you told him earlier?

you duck down with a flustered face, is it because you told him that you would like to experience it too!? this is too much for you but at the same time....kinda cute of him to do.

you once again peek out, you believe the sound of your favorite song draw you in to listen more but you are pretty sure it is Lilia that brought you out of your embarrassed state.

You giggle at them, this is so romantic for that dork guy to do, good thing he managed to hook up those other two to perform, but knowing their personalities no wonder they would agree to something like this

the song finished, and you clap your hands, you hope your appreciation reach them even from high up your window

"I HOPE YOU LIKED LILIA-SAN'S HARANA TO YOU!!" Kalim shouted

"Kalim, you don't have to shout they are not that far" Cater patted Kalim's shoulder, the white haired boy couched down picked up his dropped drumsticks rolling on the ground

"Oh hoh~ this had been fun" Lilia laughs, not noticing your figure disappearing from the window, running down outside to meet him. you pull the Ramshackle's door open and ran straight at him surprising him with a hug

"Salamat, ang sweet nun" you whisper at his ear, you do not know if he did understand it or not you just want to express your him for his sweetness

translation: Thanks, that was sweet

"Now, i repaid you for doing the second favor for me earlier fufu~ i don't want to take advantage of you for asking you to stay u--" you interrupt him by kissing his cheek making him stop mid sentence and stare at you

"Ooh lovebirds~" as Cater said that Lilia pulled you in to kiss you on your lips

"eh? Cater why did you cover my eyes?"

"shh Kalim im afraid we might ruin this lovey dovey moment if we say another word" Cater had his hand on Kalim's eyes as he tapped Cater's hand confusedly

"ehehe, if you are going to pull something like this i might do this Harana again, what do you think?" just like before, you don't mind if somebody does it for you, especially if it's Lilia.

a/n: AAAAAAAAA YES FINALLY A LILIA X READER LETS FUCKING GOOO, HELLO TO FILIPINO READERS WHO ALSO WANT TO GET HARANA'D BY SOMEBODY >:)

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanfic #twst x reader #twst x filipino reader #twst lilia #twst lilia vanrouge #twst lilia x reader #twisted wonderland lilia #lilia vanrouge x reader #Spotify

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dezelies · 8 months

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Gusto mo ba ako?

﹅ PAIRS: Quackity x You

┈﹒✧ ??? : (highschool au) (1/?)

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆ NOTES: fluff !! ^,, real life. Idk 😭 i made this in class during breaktime. (some parts aren't translated yet.)

(the title means, Do you like me?)

Use of Quackity's real name.

Your last period was finally dismissed after 9 hours of staying inside of the building. AND IT WAS FINALLY FRIDAY meaning you were free.

traditionally, you were walking with your friend outside of the school ground—looking for something to eat, that was before Alex came up to you.

the guy who constantly annoyed and motivated you to go to school every day.

He surprised you from behind by tickling you on both sides of your torso then covering both of your eyes.

"KUNG SINO MAN 'TO, SANA MADALA KA SA IMPYERNO." You jokingly said turning around to see him holding your favorite street food,

"Sasama kita sa impyerno. Oh fishball, eyyy." He had a cheeky smile on his face, you smiled at him and lightly punched him on his shoulder,

"Kunin mo na teh, uuwi na rin ako eh, may report pa kami bukas, uyyyy!" Your friend said pushing you to Alex—almost making you stumble upon him.

"Hindi ba Friday ngayon?" You gave her a quick hug, "Oo pero- bilis na, yung bebe mo nasa harap lang natin." She pointed at the boy talking to his mate, she gave you one final mischievous smile and left before you could even say a word.

With no choice, you sneaked up on him while he was talking to one of his friends. he felt a little movement behind him and jumped when he saw you, making you laugh "Is there something on my face ba?" You asked, grabbing the stick from his hand. "Wala naman." He shrugged and walked beside you.

"Saan ka pupunta? Sabay na tayo." Where are you going? Let's go together. He gave you the plastic cup full of fishball.

"Sa bookstore may need akong bilhin eh. Si mama mo? Hindi ka ba hahanapin?" To the bookstore, I just need to buy something. How about your mom? Won't she ask where you've been?

"Ehh, text ko nalang siya, kasama naman kita eh. gusto mo ba mag starbucks?" I'll just text her, I'm with you anyway, she'll allow me. do you want starbucks? He suddenly asked out of the blue while he texted his mom.

"Ha!? Bakit?" Why? You stopped him from walking,

"Ayaw mo?" do you not want to? "Gust- pero ako magbabayad ha." I want t- but I'm paying, ha. You insisted but he just shrugged and continued walking.

"Ayun oh, may jeep na, tara na!" The jeep is there, let's go! He quickly threw away the cup he held and dragged you to the jeep while he held his hat to not drop it.

"Ano ba yang hat mo, trip mo ba?" Why do you have a hat on? Is it a bit? You looked at him while you waited to get in the jeep, he looked back at you and realized he was holding your hand.

"Basta may purpose beanie ko, malay mo kalbo ako, malay mo nalalagas na buhok ko." There's a purpose of why I have a hat on, you'd never know if I'm bald, you'd never know if my hair is falling out. You both sat on the left side of the jeep and you grabbed your wallet from your pocket to pay but he got ahead of you first and paid.

"Kalbo ka?" Are you bald? You whispered to him laughing quietly as the jeep got crowded.

"Malay mo." You never know You pinched his shoulder making him yelp, "Anong malay ko? Sagot na kasi!" What do you mean 'You never know' just answer already!

After the jeep drive to the bookstore, he walked you to the nearby starbucks and ordered for you.

It seems that this will be a tradition from now on between the two of you. Aside from him constantly taking you to McDonald's or Jollibee everytime he could.

While you looked from across the street, you thought of something.

You were asking yourself if Alex liked you or that he just did this to as a friendly thing. You are sure that you liked him but does he like you back?

Who knew. Maybe not you. Alex has liked you since junior high school. He was too afraid to admit. he'd been longing to talk to you and confess his admiration for you.

He just couldn't find a way to tell you and so his mom recommended to take you on small little friendly dates and maybe that could give you an idea.

A lot of people already noticed, by how the two of you bonded, it was suspicious but not in that way if you know what I mean. What I mean is, you were both close, you both looked at each other in a way that screamed "KULANG NALANG KAYO NG LABEL" or in English, "You both just lacked a label." It was already obvious to everyone INCLUDING both of your parents and siblings.

So, now. What was your status with him?

That was the question that lingered within you for the next 5 minutes before Alex came back with the drinks.

You smiled at him and he sat down in front of you. "Are you okay?" He asked, trying his best to read your face.

"Yep, uhm. Alex, may gusto lang akong itanong." I just wanna ask something You cleared your throat and he listened to you with full attention.

"Ano 'to?" What is this?

"Ano?" What?

"Yung ginagawa mo." What you're doing.

"Ha?" He started acting oblivious

"You take me out almost every week, walk me back home from school, and you held my hand earlier, you were blushing. may gusto ka bang sabihin sakin?" is there something you want to tell me? You gave him a chance to talk, but he was left speechless for the next three minutes before you let out a cough.

"Gusto mo ba ako?" Do you like me? You directly asked him with no warnings—leaving him shocked by your question.

He opened his mouth to say something but he felt so nervous. "I just need a yes or no." Your question and tone intimated him making him stutter.

"Y-yes. I do, I've always liked you since grade 7. I didn't know how t-" You held his hands and kissed him on the cheek.

"how to s- it." He looked at you, surprised from you action.

"Alex, calm down. Gusto rin kita." I like you too.

You both stayed holding each other's hand, admiring one and another before snapping out and realized how late it was,

"Bukas naman?" Tomorrow again? "Sige." Sure

"Sabay na tayo pauwi." let's go home together.

The rest of the ride back home was a little too quiet. I mean, you just both admitted to liking each other, then said nothing. does this mean you're both official?

Soon, he walked you back to your home to find your mom waiting in the living room couch.

"Si Alex yun? Ano meron?" You dropped of your belongings in your room then came back to the living room to spill the tea to your mom.

maybeee part two??? 🤷🏻‍♀️

(lots of errors that i will fix tmrw or some time in this week, just comment if there's anything wrong, I'll fix it immediately, I just got home from hs 😭😭)

#alex quackity #quackity fanfic #quackity x reader #alex quackity x y/n #quackity imagine #quackity #quackity x you #quackity fluff #Quackity x filipino reader #quackity dezelies #Quackity blurb

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daphnefisherofficial · 8 months

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bugna: TAKIPSILIM | destiny's twilight

PROLOGUE

Pairing: MCU Moon Knight System (Marc/Jake/Steven) x Avatar Fem!Reader

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PROLOGUE - A KISS OF INTERTWINED DESTINIES.

YEAR 900 circa, FIRST NIGHT OF THE FULL MOON. Tribes of Maynila - Archipelago of the Philippines in the Pre-Colonial Period

The night was draped in a silver shroud, illuminated by the radiant glow of the full moon. Its ethereal light cascaded down upon the tribal lands of Maynila, casting long, sinuous shadows that danced in the gentle breeze. This territory rich in culture and ancestral heritage was the heart of the Philippine archipelago, where the lush green canopy of the rainforest embraced the emerald waves of the sea.

Amidst the crickets' serenade and the leaves rustling in the balete tree, you lay in your mother’s bosom, so tiny and fragile. Haliya held you closer as your small fist closed gently around her forefinger. The dark brown eyes of your iloy (mother), the punong babaylan (head priestess), were filled with both love and a profound sense of protectiveness. Beside her was Rajah Bagani, your baba (father) and the leader of your tribe, his face etched with a mixture of pride and hope.

As future folklores will soon tell, your birth was no ordinary one. You emerged into the world not alone but accompanied by a twin unlike any other - a small serpent of silver and gold coiled around your small arms, its scales glistening like stars. The people of Maynila saw the kambal-ahas (snake twin) as a great omen, a symbol of true unity between the terrestrial and the divine.

Yet, destiny, like the shifting tides, has not always been kind.

On the eve of your first birthday, as the moon ascended to its zenith, you were taken ill. A high fever surged through your tiny body like wildfire, threatening to extinguish the light of your young life. Your father’s loyal uripon (servant) found you in your fevered state and rushed to inform your mother, Haliya, who had been tending to her sacred duties as the head priestess.

She and Rajah Bagani immediately rushed to your abode and abandoned their duties, all accompanied by a group of your mother’s alabay (priestess apprentice). The tribe's handmaidens watched over you with a mixture of sorrow and helplessness, for no remedy concocted by your mother’s apprentices seemed to quell the relentless fever. Panic immediately gripped your parents' hearts as they found and watched you wither away in your crib.

Desperation finally drove Haliya to her knees as she knelt and raised both arms to the sky, turning her gaze to the full moon above. With tears streaming down her face, she started whispering fervent prayers to their pantheon gods and goddesses residing in the heavens above. She beseeched them to spare your life, her precious daughter, in exchange for your eternal servitude. As Haliya's words filled the night air, the heavens themselves seemed to respond.

Among the celestial beings who heard Haliya's desperate plea, none held more sway than the Philippine pantheon goddess of the moon herself. From her celestial perch, Mayari beheld the heartache of a mother's love and could not help but take pity. Her ethereal beauty was matched only by her boundless compassion. With a resolute look, the goddess then knew what she had to do.

The moon, glowing brighter and more radiant than ever before, began to descend from the sky. It hovered above the tearstricken Haliya and her ailing little girl, its ethereal light bathing them both in a gentle, silvery glow. The villagers and the leader of the tribe were seemingly frozen in time as Mayari herself finally descended from the heavens in a cascade of silver beams.

The moon goddess was a vision of divine beauty, her luminous form casting an otherworldly radiance upon the gathering. Her silver and black hair was flowing freely with the night breeze, and her luminous right eye casted a curious look around her surroundings. Her left eye may be scarred and blind, yet it still held the same powerful gaze as its counterpart.

“Mahabaging Bathala”, Haliya managed, her tears even more prominent as she almost prostrated herself before the moon goddess. “Diwatang Mayari, ako ay iyong matapat ng lingkod”

By the grace of Bathala! Mayari, my goddess, I am your most loyal servant.

“Narinig ko ang iyong pagsamo, Haliya”, Mayari’s gentle voice spoke as both her eyes fell to you this time, the child whose bugna (true destiny) is yet to be seen. “Maging ang mga umalagad na nagbabantay sa iyong anak sa pamamagitan ng kanyang kambal-ahas”

I heard your pleas, Haliya. Even the ancestor spirits watching over your child through her snake twin prayed with you.

“Isang tagna ang nasisilay ko sa mga guhit ng kanyang kapalaran”, Mayari continued, addressing the head priestess directly. “Kaya’t tumahan ka na, Haliya. Hindi pa ngayong gabi magwawakas ang buhay ng iyong anak”

I foresee a prophecy written in the lines of her fate. So do not weep no more, Haliya. Your daughter’s life will not end tonight.

With a soft, tender kiss, Mayari bestowed upon your small forehead a gift beyond mortal comprehension. Your eyes, previously dimmed by illness, now glowed with a radiant white light, a symbol of Mayari's life force and divine power coursing through your veins. You had been reborn before your tribe’s eyes, fully transformed into the living proof of your mother’s divine oath - a promise of eternal servitude in exchange for your life.

"You shall be called Mira," Mayari declared, her voice a soothing melody. "And as my avatar, you shall serve me for all eternity until I release you. Until you fulfill and answer the calling of your bugna through my lead and my guidance"

Word of this miraculous event spread like wildfire in the neighboring tribes of Maynila, and even in the outlying territories. Little did your parents know that the trials you have surpassed in your infancy were only the beginning of your journey towards spiritual growth and enlightenment.

With Mayari's divine blessing, you grew into a child of exceptional abilities. Your very strength, agility, and durability surpassed that of any mortal. Your skin becomes impervious to harm, making you nigh invulnerable.

You underwent rigorous training in the ways of the babaylan (priestess) under your mother’s tutelage, serving as an alabay (priestess apprentice). At Haliya's guidance, you honed your abilities in spiritual guidance and mediumship. You also practiced with the tribe's babaylan (priestesses) elders in the art of healing, herbalism, and divination. With each passing day, you felt more of the moon's power coursing through your veins, its silver light guiding your path.

With unwavering dedication, you slowly climbed the ranks of the babaylan order, eventually assuming the mantle previously occupied by your mother as punong babaylan (head priestess) in your own right. You have then stood alongside your father, Rajah Bagani, as his right hand and equal in the protection and guidance of your people. Your entire family ruled with wisdom and compassion, and under your watchful gaze, your father’s banwa (tribe) prospered as your lands grew and prospered with each passing season.

But time, unrelenting and inexorable, took its toll. Like all mortals, your parents, Rajah Bagani and Haliya, succumbed to their mortal limitations, leaving you as the last vestige of their once-proud lineage. As you mourn their passing in their deathbeds, you then realize the true magnitude of your mother’s divine oath.

As the avatar of Mayari, you were untouched by mortality. You now share the immortal life of your patron goddess when she breathed your second life into your lungs that fateful night. At this discovery, you know that your life has then changed forever.

You left your late father’s banwa (tribe) to the rule of your siblings and lived as a nomad. In your solitude, you became more attuned to the celestial rhythms that governed the world. Drawing strength from the moon's luminous embrace and Mayari's guidance, you slowly unlocked the secrets of moon sorcery, mystical arts, and witchcraft. By harnessing your newly discovered powers, you managed to cast a strong illusion spell on yourself, concealing your true identity through the ages of the world that will come.

Time flowed onward like a river, carrying you through centuries and across continents. For over a thousand years, you fulfilled your duty as Mayari's avatar, protecting her travelers of the night. Your presence was a beacon of hope in the darkest of nights, guiding lost souls to safety and warding off malevolent forces that sought to harm your people - Filipinos - both faithful believers and non-believers of the old pantheon faith.

But your bugna (true destiny) wasn’t written in the stars yet, until a thousand years later.

YEAR 2025, JANUARY 13TH, FIRST NIGHT OF THE FULL MOON.

Guildford, Surrey - Carter Family Estate.

The year was 2025, a distant time far removed from the world you once knew - your humble beginnings. The world has changed beyond recognition since the days of your youth, yet you remained an unwavering presence in the cosmic dance. An unchanging constant in the ever-shifting tides of history.

You stood upon the weathered balcony of your late husband’s ancestral house in Guildford, Surrey, the centuries-old stone beneath your feet a testament to the passage of time. The old chateau was a far cry from the tropical beauty of your birthplace, but you will never trade it for anything else. After all, Darius Carter was the only man you’ve ever loved.

And he has and will always be your home.

Your thoughts swirled like the distant constellations, memories of a time long past. Centuries have passed, and you have witnessed the rise and fall of empires, the ebb and flow of civilizations. You even witnessed the world welcome all forms of life outside its circular corners, from distant galaxies and realms stretching out to the cosmos.

You stood beneath the same moon that had watched over you since your first breath. Casting its silvery glow upon the world, today marks a moment of celestial convergence.

A tagna (prophecy) waiting to be fulfilled. Your bugna (true destiny) is finally being written.

Clad in your ceremonial robes from your olden days as the punong babaylan (head priestess), you’ve made the necessary preparations to perform a spell. One that would reveal the hidden location of the ushabti of Anubis, the ancient Egyptian god of the afterlife. You started chanting the incantation, allowing Mayari’s celestial powers to flow through you as your eyes glowed white.

But just as you began to invoke the moon’s magic, an ancient and powerful celestial presence intruded upon your thoughts, abruptly interrupting your focus.

"Mira, Avatar of Mayari and daughter of the moon. Hear my voice”

Your glowing white eyes faded slowly as the Egyptian god of the moon started materializing before you. A towering figure dressed in white ceremonial robes of his people, Khonshu’s large bird skull head looked down on you with his hollow eyes. You closed your eyes for a moment, trying your utmost best to gather your thoughts before acknowledging his presence.

"Khonshu, you old bird" you whispered, your voice carrying a weight of barely contained anger waiting to be unleashed. "After your betrayal, I’m surprised you’ve still got the balls to seek me"

“I will let your insults pass, you insolent wretch”, Khonshu’s voice boomed, but you stood your ground and merely smirked at his outrage. “The only reason I did seek you was because I have been left with no other options”

“I’m the very last resort, I see”, you raised a single eyebrow before folding your arms as if waiting impatiently for his next words.

“Enough! There’s no time, little one”, Khonshu impatiently bellowed, prompting you to stick out your pinky finger before him to rub your ears clean. “I swear that by enlisting your help tonight, I will make it worth your while”

“Speak then”, you sighed heavily, surrendering to his plea. “What do you require of me?”

“You have the power to move the heavens, Mira”, Khonshu said as his next words sped up your heartbeat. “Lend me and my avatar your power as a fellow wielder of the moon’s prowess”

“Why would you need to move the heavens, Khonshu?” you inquired, shaking your head slowly as you finally sensed the gravity of what he’s truly asking of you.

“Arthur Harrow leads a cult that follows Ammit”, Khonshu explained, his tone growing heavy by every second. “They seek to release her from her thousand-year exile, and we need to move the heavens at the very night where the very stars pointed at her last resting place. I need to find Ammit’s tomb first and prevent it from happening. At any cost”

You slowly connected the dots, realizing the implication of aiding him in a task of cosmic proportions, one that would shift the very heavens themselves. Khonshu’s plan would incur the wrath of the Ennead, the Egyptian pantheon of gods, and they would punish him by trapping his ethereal form in an ushabti—a god's divine imprisonment that would render him powerless.

“The Ennead will punish you”, you couldn’t bring yourself to utter the rest of the words, the painful memories of grief and loss surging in great waves. “They will imprison you in –”

“The ushabti, Mira”, Khonshu finished the thought for you. “And Moon Knight, my avatars, will then lose their lives. The same way he lost his”

In the recesses of your mind, you saw the face of Darius Carter, your late husband, who had been the avatar of Anubis. You saw glimpses of your shared memories together — his smile, his laughter, and the tragic day he was taken from you. His death had been a consequence of the very ceremony that Khonshu is now doomed to repeat and subject his own avatars to, and the memory of his sacrifice weighed heavily on her heart.

“Lisanin mo ang aking lingkod, lapastangang diwata!”

Leave my servant alone, you disrespectful god!

Mayari’s powerful voice echoed as she descended at your side, her eyes blazing as she eyed the Egyptian moon god distastefully.

“Huwag mo siyang pakikinggan”, Mayari warned as you felt the weight of your own goddess's disapproval. “Mayroon na tayong planong nabuo, kaya’t di mo siya kailangang sundin”

Do not heed his words. We have already formulated a plan, so you don’t need to follow him.

“My avatars”, Khonshu spoke, his voice resolute as he addressed you directly. “Are intertwined with your destiny closer than you think”

“Kasinungalingan!” Mayari bellowed, attempting to shield you from Khonshu’s view. But his words intrigued you greatly.

Lies!

“Hayaan natin siyang magsalita, mahal kong diwata”, you said, breathing heavily as you looked inquisitively at the moon god.

Let him speak, my goddess.

“What do you mean by those words, Khonshu?”

“Before Anubis was imprisoned by Set, he tasked Taweret to perform a ritual and allow his avatar’s soul - his essence to be reborn into this world”, Khonshu confessed, his revelation rendering your eyes wide with disbelief. “His soul may have long passed the Field of Reeds, but Taweret succeeded with reincarnating Darius Carter into this life once again”

Tears immediately fell from your eyes as the overwhelming emotions of pure longing threatened to overwhelm you. Your patron goddess, Mayari, watched you sadly as you struggled to form your next words.

“It can’t be”, you shook your head as it filled up with even more questions left to be answered. “Your avatars?”

“See them for yourself”, Khonshu said before placing his large hand over your head, casting a spell of his own before disappearing from your sight.

Your eyes glowed white once more as the combined powers of Khonshu and Mayari flowed through your veins, your consciousness traveling with the Egyptian moon god as he commanded.

He resurfaced once more at the familiar deserts of Cairo in Egypt, with your astral form landing elegantly at his side. You swiftly scanned your surroundings for any sign of Khonshu’s avatar, your eyes trying to find evidence of his preposterous claim of them sharing fragments of your beloved’s reincarnated soul. But when you finally laid eyes on Khonshu’s avatar, his Moon Knight, your knees almost buckled.

His face - every facet of it - is an exact carbon copy of Darius Carter. Your long lost love buried beneath the sands of time - literally and figuratively.

Although, the man standing before you carries himself very differently. His white aura shines like a halo swirling around him, and he was situated beside another young woman of Arabic Egyptian descent who you do not recognize. You notice his eyes were directed at where you stand, but you realize that he couldn’t see you. He was currently looking at his patron god, his master.

“I remember that night”, Khonshu spoke, addressing his avatar’s latest words. “I remember every night”

Steven Grant eyed the god inquisitively, wondering what he was on about. You, on the other hand, couldn’t help but hear your own heart thundering inside your chest as your beloved’s reincarnation neared.

I beseech you, Mira. Khonshu’s celestial voice now echoed in your own head. Lend half of your life force to them. Save my avatars.

Huwag mong gawin ito, Mira. Mayari’s own voice resonated as she implored you. Hindi magugustuhan ng mga kapwa diwata ni Khonshu ang gagawin mo, at tiyak kong hindi na nila nanaising tulungan tayo. Hindi ba’t gusto mong maipaghiganti ang pagkamatay ng pinakamamahal mong si Darius?!

Don’t do this Mira. The Ennead won’t like you aiding Khonshu, and they will no longer be keen to help us. Don’t you want to avenge the death of your beloved Darius?!

Mayari’s vehement protests and Khonshu’s urgent pleas fought valiantly in your thoughts, one vital decision being analyzed and weighed against another. Yet as you stood at the precipice, you couldn't help but see your beloved’s reincarnation closely for the first time. A deep sense of responsibility welled up within you, and you knew you couldn't stand idly by and let history repeat itself.

You could not bear to see Marc Spector and his alters—Steven Grant and Jake Lockley, suffer the same fate as your beloved late husband.

With resolve in your heart, you made your decision.

“I’ll help you, Khonshu”, you spoke, much to Mayari’s disappointment. “I will help you move the heavens and share my life force with your avatars. And upon my aid, you will owe me a celestial debt”

“Thank you, Mira”, Khonshu nodded. “I will let you collect when the day comes”

“Khonshu?” Steven spoke, reaching out to his god.

“With your help, I can turn back the night sky”, Khonshu said, speaking to both you and Steven Grant.

“How?” Steven inquired.

“It will come at a heavy cost, and I cannot do it alone”, Khonshu explained, repeating his previous words to you for Steven to hear. “When the gods imprison me, tell Marc Spector to free me”

As Steven’s ceremonial suit enveloped his body, you summoned your own powers as Mayari’s avatar. Your astral form started to slowly ascend as your eyes glowed white, your moonlit robes trailing behind you.

“Do what I do”, Khonshu said, demonstrating to Steven how they will move the night sky.

You also extend your hands towards the moonlit sky, waving it around in sync with what Steven Grant and Khonshu is doing as the celestial skies start to dance at your command.

“Whoa, this is mental”, Steven spoke in awe at the swift shift of the constellations above him. You allowed yourself a small smile as you continued shifting the skies, his child-like wonder greatly reminding you of Darius. Your connection to Mayari surged, and the power of the full moon flowed through you as you aided Khonshu and his avatar.

“This is the night”, At Khonshu’s command, you finally stopped at the night sky that the Egyptian god was seeking.

“It’s surprisingly painful to hold, Layla”, Steven grunted, feeling the weight of the heavens on his shoulders. “Now I understand how Atlas must have felt.

“It’s working”, The Arabic-Egyptian woman who Steven Grant calls as ‘Layla’ gasped, pointing her electronic tablet towards the sky. She then attempts to scan it on her app to find out the location of Ammit’s tomb.

I can feel it. Khonshu whispered in your subconscious. The Ennead is starting the ritual.

You started to panic at his words, your life’s worst memory threatening to resurface once again as you saw Steven’s mask dematerialize before your eyes. Khonshu then knelt as he felt the ancient Egyptian spell taking its effect.

Taking a deep breath to calm and recollect yourself, you allow your hands to rest on either side of your body. You then summon every bit of strength you can muster as small beams of moonlight start to collect at your palms.

“I don’t know how much longer I can do this”, Steven gasped, his own strength from Khonshu’s power draining from his body as he tried his might to keep the night sky on hold.

“Tulungan mo ako, Diwatang Mayari”, you pleaded to your patron goddess. “Ipagkaloob mo sa akin ang iyong lakas at kapangyarihan”

Help me, my goddess Mayari. Lend me your strength and power.

Sa pagkakataong ito lamang, Mira. Mayari spoke, her motherly love for her avatar winning over her divine anger.

Only this once, Mira.

You then felt an immense power surge through your astral form like you haven’t experienced before. It was like Mayari herself channeled her divine energy and prowess directly within you as the front strands of your hair turned white as a result of the goddesses’ power residue.

“I’ve got it”, Steven’s companion, Layla, exclaimed as she finally pinpointed the coordinates they needed. “29 degrees North, 25 degrees East”

Steven then collapsed with the last of his strength, his hands planted firmly in the desert as Layla tried to catch him to support. Khonshu’s form, on the other hand, was slowly withering away like sand swaying with the strong wind. The last of his divine essence left his avatar as he foretold, prompting Steven Grant and his slumbering alters to lose consciousness.

Layla was panicking at this point, repeatedly shaking Steven Grant and Marc Spector awake to no avail. You then shook your head as your own powers briefly subsided, witnessing the gut wrenching scene unfold before you.

“It cannot end like this” you whispered, determined to fulfill what you were meant to do that night. “I will not let you die - any of you”

Summoning your moon powers once again, one wave of your hand rendered Layla El-Faouly unconscious, their bodies then floating lightly upon your command as you tried to get them to safety. You enveloped them in a protective shield using your magical talents as bullets started to fire from oncoming vehicles headed towards your direction.

Your hands slowly raised in midair, your eyes glowing bright white once more as your magic commanded the blasphemous vehicles to float. You crushed them with your fist in a terrifying grip, the moon’s power surging through.

As your astral form descended, the auras of Khonshu’s avatar swirled before your eyes. Hues of white, gray and black enveloped the unconscious body of your former lover’s reincarnation as you took a few steps near. Finally kneeling before him, your hands hovered directly above the unconscious form of Marc Spector who lay on the ground, his alters Steven Grant and Jake Lockley locked in a fragile balance. You began to chant in an ancient, melodious language, your words carrying the weight of centuries of moon magic.

Whispering a silent prayer to your patron goddess, you pressed a gentle kiss on Marc’s forehead. And as your lips slowly hovered over his, an oath was sealed beneath the full moon's watchful gaze.

"Arise, Moon Knight," your voice echoing as a soothing lullaby in the deep corners of Marc Spector’s shared headspace. "With the power of the moon, I grant you half of my life."

With the magic that flowed through your veins, you breathed life into his lungs as your lips finally connected. A surge of energy coursed through Marc's prone form, his eyes fluttered open as it glowed white like yours. A crescent moon tattoo then slowly inked itself into your respective jugular notches, symbolizing your intertwined destiny with Khonshu’s avatar.

You then opened your eyes to see Marc looking directly at you, seemingly recognizing his other half even in your astral form. He sees you - they all do.

And as the events of that night finally took a toll on your body, your astral form was pulled back to your waiting body in London. Your eyes then felt heavy as a powerful sleep spell overtook your being, collapsing in the arms of your patron goddess. The last whispers you’ve heard were of a heavenly voice, seeking your forgiveness as she places a spell before you surrender your mind to the promise of good dreams with Darius Carter and his reincarnation, the Moon Knight, beneath the full moon’s eternal light.

“Patawarin mo ako, Mira, sa aking gagawin” Forgive me, Mira, for what I’m about to do.

END OF PROLOGUE.

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“Fast and Fabulous: A Driven Love” the second chapter popped up on my FYP and seeing tagalog took me the fuck out for a hot second.

LIKE BRO?! WHAT THE FUCK?! WHY'D I UNDERSTAND THAT?! and then I realised it was tagalog.... and I remembered I'm Filipino 😭😂

FILIPINO REPRESENT!

<33 i was worried for a sec it wouldn't be accurate HAHAHAHA thank youuuuu, hope u liked it<33 CHAPTER 3 IS IN THE MAKING GUYS!!!

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books and kisses

pairings: wonwoo x female reader

— filo setting

🖋️: smut, crack!

warning: 🔞, mature content, profanities, dick riding, unprotected s!x, dry humping, d! riding, bl!wj!b, multiple org!sm

— dni minors!

posted: february 14, 2023

happy reading!

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“That wasn't the case AJ,”

I rolled my eyes and tried not to argue with these four eyes on my side. Yes, I'm with Jeon fucking Wonwoo. The astute fuckass.

"Nye nye nye, I stand for what I speak for 'no!'" "I know I'm right," I said confidently.

"Oh my, you're not just looking at the slides that Sir Fernando gave us, it said that coagulation is a natural mechanism that acts to reduce blood loss from hemorrhage,"

Him and his smartass brain.

Gusto ko na lang siyang sapakin

“Basically, coagulation's role is to diminish blood ha not to remove the blood,”

Sa sobrang inis ko sa kayabangan niya nagbasa na lang ako ng book ni Murakami. Mas naiintindihan ko pa 'to kesa sa nirereview namin.

“Nakikinig ka ba, Aj?” I heard him called me but I refuse to response kasi nga fuck you siya.

Hinablot niya naman sakin yung librong binabasa ko at pinagtaasam niya ako ng kilay. “Paano mo naman ako matatalo niyan sa anaphy kung iba binabasa mo”

Sinapak ko siya sa braso at inirapan. “Ang yabang mo talaga! wala naman akong pake sa rankings na yan. Wala naman na akong will para mag-aral,” walang gana kong sinabi at inagaw sa kamay niya yung libro.

“Well if you say so. suit yourself then”

Konti na lang tatadyakan ko na to nakakainis yung tono ng pananalita eh.

I'm not sure how long it's been, but we're still studying for midterms in anatomy and physiology. He's teaching me the terminology that I've missed upon when I've been away. I'm bored, but all I can do is stare at him as he flexes how much his brain can store. And I find him very attractive, no, he is really attractive I'm not gonna lie about that but whenever he is serious and talking things like this make me feel things.

He's just Jeon Wonwoo, a man with black glasses. A man wearing plain black shirt almost everyday. A man with monolid eyes.

Simple lang naman 'tong hayop na to pero parang ang extra pogi niya ngayon?!

As I stared intently at him I feel something down there. I'm starting to move like a fucking worm because I feel tingling sensation down there. And I'm not that noob to know.

I'm fucking turn on pero nagsasalita lang naman siya dyan, nagrereview para sa midterms namin pero shet tangina

Kantutin mo ako naman ako Wons!

Syempre sinabi ko lang yan sa utak ko medyo nerd 'tong mayabang na 'to eh. Pero dahil hindi ako pinalaking duwag ng mama ko tinanong ko siya.

“Wons,” tawag ko sa kanya at kinalabit siya

“Hmm”

“I want to have sex with you”

Siguro kung may iniinom tong kape mabibilaukan to. Sa gulat niya eh nawala siya sa balanse kahit na nakaupo lang siya kaya nahulog yung mga libro na nakapatong sa tabi niya.

“What?!”

Lumapit ako sakanya at dahan-dahan inalis yung mga reviewer sa hita niya at kumandong sa kanya saka pinuwesto ang dalawang kamay ko sa balikat niya.

Tinitigan ko muna siya nang mabuti bago nagsalita. Tanginang to ang pogi talaga

Taena ano bang nangyayari sakin ngayon?!

“I said wanna have sex with you,”

I slowly grind on his lap. Good thing I wore skirt today so ramdam na ramdam ko yung bukol sa jeans niya. I'm starting to feel things right now. Alam kong basang-basa na ako down there.

"I hate to admit this, but you're really attractive, you know, but today?! I'm not sure what kind of potion you did drank, but I see you extra fucking hot today, and your stupid mouth teaching me terms made me feel a tingling sensation,"

I'm still grinding on his lap, and I can already hear his heavy breathing. I swear his piercing stares can kill me in an instant! He looks like a tiger about to devour his prey. His already turn on but he's not saying anything.

Fucking shit, I'm only grinding at him but I can feel liquid flowing from my hole. What the fuck I already did cum but this bitch still staring at me I mean more likely glaring!

“Oh my god wons, aren't you gonna response? I already cum and you're still an ass—” hindi ko na natuloy sasabihin ko nang bigla niya akong sinunggaban ng halik.

Para akong mababaliw sa paraan niya ng paghalik. He's kissing me, but it's sloppy. He never let any part of my lips dry. His lips are devouring my lips. Oh my god, he is such a good fucking kisser.

The kiss progressed from sloppy to aggressive and deeper. Our tongues are already fighting when he breaks off to remove his glasses before kissing me again.

Oh my fuck ang hot ng pagkakatanggal niya ng glasses!

He quickly kissed me again after removing the major obstacle to our make out session. Habang bumaba labi niya sa leeg ko naramdaman ko ang paglakbay ng kamay nito magmula sa bewang ko patungo sa skirt ko.

“Mhhmmm” napaungol ako ng bigla kong naramdaman kamay nitong hinihimas puke ko kahit na may suot pa akong underwear. Nakakabaliw. Ang sarap.

Hinihimas niya palang naman yung puke ko pero para na akong lalabasan or did I cum again...already?

Naggrind ulit ako sa ibabaw niya habang patuloy ang pagpapak ng mga lab nito sa leeg ko. “Ay putangina ka” napasigaw ako ng warakin niya ang damit ko, revealing my mounds since I'm not wearing anything underneath that top.

Ramdam ko ang diin ng mga titig ni Wons sakin. “Hoy wala talaga akong suot na bra since ikaw lang naman yan. And besides I have my cardigan with me 'no”

Totoo naman! siya lang naman kasama ko kaya hindi na rin ako nagbra atsaka may dala akong cardigan. Malay ko bang hindi niya napansin utong ko kanina. “Damn, you are fucking hot” napamura pa ito bago nilamas at nilamon nito ang dibdib ko.

Napapa-arko na yung katawan ko sa sensasyong dulot ni Wons sakin. I just know na nilabasan na ako for the third time. Wala na akong pake na sabihin pa iyon sa kanya.

Umalis ako sa kandungan niya at hinubad lahat ng natitirang saplot sa katawan ko. Tinaasan ko ng kilay ang lalaki sa harapan ko habang yung gago...

Naka manspread may diin yung mga titig niya parang kinikiliti yung tinggil ko. Halos mapamura na ako nang kagatin nito ang labi niya at hinila ulit ako pa-upo sa kandungan niya. Kinurot ko ang tagiliran niya pero hindi pa rin siya natinag.

"Why don't you take off your damn clothes?” kahit na gumigiling pagkakasabi ko nun eh marahan pa rin akong gumigilinh sa ibabaw niya. Hindi pa rin siya nagsasalita at habang ako mas lalong naging magaslaw yung paggiling ko dahil ramdam ko na nalalabasan na naman ako.

And at this point, I'm going to lose my shit. I've already cum multiple times and don't want to cum again without him fucking my hole!

“Oh my god wons. I'm don already”

Sa inis ko ako na lang nag initiate. Nagmamadali kong kinalas ang belt niya. Binaba ang zipper ng jeans niya sabay binaba ito kasama ng underwear niya.

Napalunok ako sa nakita ko. I mean I know he's big alright! but I didn't expect him to be this BIG.

Hindi na ako nagsayang ng oras pa at walang pasabing sinubo ang ari nito. Tangina sa laki ng ari niya halos mabilaukan na ako kahit na hindi ko pa naman sinusubo ng buo ito.

“Fuck”

“Damn baby I like how dominant you are”

“Fuck you, yes right there”

“You are taking me so well baby”

“Aaaahhh- mmhhmm”

Dahil sa nga narinig ko mas lalo pa akong ginanahan na chupain siya. Naka tingin lamang ako sakanya habang pinapaligaya ito. Nakapikit ba nga mata nito at mahigpit ang hawak sa buhok ko habang nakaawang ang bibig niya.

Mayamaya pa ay napadaing siya dahil tuluyan na siyang nilabasan. At dahil hindi ako pinalaking mahina ni mama nilunok ko lahat ng nilabas nito.

“Hmm you taste so good. I'd like to taste that lollipop again” I said with my flirty voice

Nagulat na lamang ako dahil bigla ako nitong inangat at biglang binagsak sa hita niya. Napahiyaw ako dahil walang pasabing pinasok nito ang ari niya sakin.

“Aj, I'm sorry but I cannot eat you now because the library is about to close and I need to fuck with you right now,”

After hearing that I slowly move on his lap. Adjusting myself on how big he is. Mayamaya pa ay bumibilis na ang pagtaas-baba ko sa kandungan niya.

“Putangina ang laki mo wons”

“Shit ang sarap sarap mo, Aj”

“A-aaahh fuck”

Sumabay na rin sa ritmo si wons kaya rinig na rinig pagsasallukan ng mga balat namin na siyang nagdagdag lamang ng libog sa aming mga katawan.

Umaarko na ang likod ko at mga mata ko'yo papikt-pikit na dahil sa sobrang sarap ng pagkantot nito sakin sabayan pa ng pagbigay ng mga malalagkit na halik sa dibdib ko.

“Ooh my shit I'm cuming”

“Fuck you, let's cum together”

Napahawak ako ng mahigipit sa balikat niya ng labasan na kami parehas. Ramdam ko ang pag-puno ng katas nito sa puke ko.

Pagod na pagod akong yumakap sakanya. Naghahabol ng hininga habang nakapasok pa rin ang ari nito sa butas ko.

“I don't know that you are this naughty.”

Natawa na lamang ako sa sinabi nito dahil wala na akong lakas para magsalita pa.

“Mmhmm let's go. We'll continue this to my condo,”

"And you'll still need to recite what I taught you today baby. Well after all anaphy is your mortal enemy”

#svt fanfic #svt scenarios #svt wonwoo #svt smut #seventeen smut #jeon wonwoo smut #jeon wonwoo #filo au #filipino author #filipino #smut #spg #svt filo au

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