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Day 3: Fantasy

Decided to do my fave game (Twilight Princess- didn’t choos BotW because i didn’t like that Zelda so much). And to all that people who has ever heard that joke about whom Zelda is hahaha

Enjoy

keepon-mimato

I do enjoy it 😍😍

iron-maiden-jeanne

ayukaze

DigiOTPWeek- Day 1

Pairing: Mimato, Prompt: Coffee Shop

Note: This is set in a non-tri universe.

word count: 3,225

The shop was tucked inside the busy lanes of Akihabara, intensely far away from her house and college, making it a safe choice for her as she would hate to run into any acquaintance, major or minor while she embarrassed herself by putting on an idol costume and serving coffee to otakus for a meagre wage. Tokyo was an expensive city to live in, and even more expensive to live happily in and Mimi was tired of relying on her parents for money, leading her to venture into the realm of part-time jobs. It turns out, to work in high quality kissaten you need tonnes of experience, which the brunette lacked severely, and the only place ready to hire inexperienced newbies were the dingy shops and cafes of Akihabara. So she reassured herself, that no one she knew would ever enter this shop and if they did, she would judge them before they even got a chance to question her get up.

Although, working in the idol cafe turned out to be a much more positive experience than Mimi had expected, she became fast friends with almost all the other waitresses from her shift, the manager was kind, and the customers mostly only craved attention, a feeling she had been guilty of in her teenage years, so she obliged in the most polite and non-creepy manner that she could. After a month of working there, not only did Mimi get better at making coffee but also slowly started to enjoy her work there.

But as she had learned when she was a child, all good things come to an end. So did her short-lived discreet job when one rainy evening in August, someone she thought she had forgotten came walking through the revolving doors. The tall blond folded his umbrella hurriedly and the minute he looked up, his blue eyes landed on Mimi.

There were a lot of thoughts that ran through her mind at that time, but none signalled her feet to turn around and run into the kitchen. She stood there facing Ishida Yamato, an acquaintance from her childhood, in shock and he returned the favour. She watched in horror as recognition dawned on his face, then comprehension, and then finally, condescension. Because of which her brain recovered fast, they had been through something surreal together sure, but they’d never been close, they hadn’t even been friends, he had no right to look down on her and she wouldn’t let him.

“Welcome to Milky Star, will you be dining alone Sir?” the smile on her face was a stretch and the pitch of her voice a little too high, but it worked.

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iron-maiden-jeanne

ayukaze

Why do you ship that?

They stood next to each other THAT ONE TIME

gangbadoy

Mahal kong Pamangkin:

Nagtanong ka kung “saan ako pupunta sa Sept 21,” ang sabi ko muna, “sa opisina.” Pero, na-realize ko MAS MALALIM ang tinatanong mo. Nalilito ka sa dalawang kilusang nag yayayâ sa inyong mga college students. Sa Luneta ba? (“eh Leftist daw do'n, Tita, baka magulo.”) o sa QC CHR Compound, (“eh Tita baka panay LP doon, or baka dapat gusto ko style ni Trillanes?) Okay, teka. Here’s my proper reply to your multi-dimensional question. ➿➿➿💙

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We all want to move for a real democracy- not the illusory democracy they describe now where ‘killing suspected bad elements is almost their version of ‘due process,’ no- the REAL democracy that we signed up for- the one with three co-equal branches. Remember that? The one with independent legislative bodies, an honorable judiciary, an august executive branch. Imagine that. Maybe we never had all three- but we can.

You may not believe me, I may be wrong- but I will say my piece - UNITY is NOT the premise for this fight. UNITY is the goal.

No need to come together to fight united in one geographical space on Thursday- fight where you are- run in your lane- but keep the pace and guard your assigned zone. If you have chosen to join a bigger collective, go there. If you’re hesistant, it’s okay- there is no one perfect protest method, however there is one that has never worked— “apathetic silence.” (Not to be mistaken for “active silence.”)

Pareho lang naman ang finish line- a Philippines with less uninvestigated deaths, a Philippines with all barangays with a decent health center, all districts with a functioning hospital, all areas with a competent public school, all barrios with clean running water, all police truly serving and protecting us regardless of status, and if I may go on and dream- (dahil libre naman ang managinip,) a Philippines with a tinier gap between the social classes, where the disparity between the comfortable & the disenfranchised is almost nil. Managinip, kung nasa'n ka man, sige lang. Pwede yon.

Eventually, we’ll figure things out. We always do. Perhaps you feel we are slower now, that the lower blows are new to us, we needed time to adjust- but we’re not slow. We’re just impatient- and a healthy dose of that is always good for a nation that wants to take care of itself. These are not “just words,” we have seen the power of words, of verbs, of jokes, of suggestions. We have seen it. Therefore, we use it, too. Words have form.

So for now- MAKE LIKE THE PHILIPPINES - AND FIGHT LIKE ONLY AN ARCHIPELAGO CAN- from all sides; from 7,107 islands.

Wherever you are, stand up. Tindig. Walang tutungo. Raise your free and democratic chin. Raise the flag. 🇵🇭

From wherever you are. If you’re online, post something. Anything. Say, “enough.” Say “FREE.”

Other than that- mag iingat lahat. Sa lansangan man, sa paaralan, sa opisina, o sariling tahanan. Mabuhay tayong lahat. Huwag mawalan ng bait o ngiti. ✨☀️

Nang may lubos na paggalang at lambing,

Tita Gang 19 Sept 2017 Tuesday, 2am