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How Gakushuu And Yukiko Would Address Each Other

This is little similar to my last Big Five post, except it's all fanon.

Once, @o0o0thorn0o0o and I were talking about which ship name we prefer for our OTP. Thorn likes Asakanza since that's what the ship was called when she found it. Gakushuu/Yukiko apparently originated on the Indonesian side of the fandom. I dunno how that exactly that ship came to be, but I will forever be grateful it did <3

Anyway, unlike Thorn, I, prefer "gakuyuki" simply because it's so cute and fun to say. It also originated on the Indonesian side, but I've only seen it ever used for one fic.

As for Asakanza, it seemed a lot more proper, probably beacuse their surnames are used while gakuyuki uses their first names.

For that reason, we joked about how "Asakanza" and "Gakuyuki" are like two different relationship stages.

First Stage- Asakanza

Given their strict and proper upbringing, it's only natural that they retain formalities during their early days as a couple. They also don't do PDA, so it doesn't seem like their relationship status has changed at all. Any indication that they're together is subte. They mostly just stand next to each other, maybe they'll flash a smile every now and then.

There's also study dates, but how's that any different from their usual study sessions?

And here Karma was so eager to tease the life out of his rival, prefreably with some embarrassing pictures of him being all lovey-dovey.

Too bad he doesn't have any because Gakushuu is as expressive as a wooden board. Seriously, they've got to be the lamest couple Karma's ever seen!

And you know what? Gakushuu is okay with that. Heck, He'll gladly accept the "World's Most Boring Person" award if it would tick off his arch nemisis so much.

Second Stage- Gakuyuki

After a considerable amount of time together, it's safe to say they're ready to be on first name basis now. Yukiko is the one who suggests the switch because Gaksuhuu would be either too busy to think about it, or too shy to bring it up.

Yup, that's right; Asano Gakushuu is too shy to ask if he can call his girlfriend by her name.

Still, they keep the honorifics for a bit longer, but even after dropping them, things are seemingly no different, much to the dismay of a certain redheaded prankster.

Little did he know, things were different in private. You've got pet names, light teasing, and some affection. It's mostly Yukiko, but Gakushuu later follows suit. The affection thing takes a while for him to get used to, though, even at this stage in their relationship.

I think I'll stop here. Much as I'd like to go on and elaborate on some things, this post is primarily about how they'd address each other. Maybe someday, I'll delve deeper into their (completely fanon) relationship.

Stage 2

stage two: moving past that second barrier. I can’t tell you why I go through so many lenghts to hold myself back. my day was successful. I woke up, brushed my teeth, ate food, helped Nani (kinda), showered, picked up your spare key and did your oil change on the accord. pretty successful in my opinion. yeah there were a couple of things that made it a bit challenging but I didnt let them stop me. I was angry with father because I couldnt find some of his tools but thats why I should have my own. So that I don’t need to rely on anyone else. Yesterday was a successful day. Now is stage two: where we move past this mental block and move forward. stop placing mental barriers on yourself. be crazy and remember only crazy can stop crazy. let your wildest thoughts run wild. like wild buffalo in the open plains. My horizon is filled with beautiul mountains and i want to explore them. i want to take shrooms and see and the beautiful colors that nature will show me. but i need to first take great care of myeyes and my entire body so that i can do this for as long as I can. be patient and understand that tihings take time. Think of the relationships you want to have with people you want in your life and think ways to make that happen. smoke with dad and explain this to his. maybe he will understand that he is the cause of his missfortine. and help mom feel sexy, tell her to tell dad that she will suck his dick if he cleans up both his act and body. i bet their sex would be great if they would do it for eachother.

The plan for today is to go thrifting for tv stand and two seater couch. maybe send my phone to go get fixed. order things online and maybe. think of ways to restore dads old steering wheel for the accord. maybe look at seats for the car. idk. something.

Kelly: I found the birthday letter/sign you made for me last year and I wanted to thankyou for your kind words. I dont think you will love me forever but I think I know what you meant. I had been thinking of reaching out and i was holding myself back because when id think of you, i would usually be horny. i first thought was that i simply wanted to just sleep with you again and thats the only reason why i wanted to see you. I held myself back because i thought i was only going to hurt you again simly because i wanted to have sex. I thought of you when i was eroused because i think you are hot. i thought of ways i wanted to pleasure you, some of which we have tried in the past, and I wanted to do them again. we would both really enjoy that. I still do. I felt like such an ass hole because i didnt want to simply use you for sex. thats how it felt at first. But I also thought of contacting you to thank you for the letter as soon as I finished rereading it. instantly after I held myself back from doing so beacuse I knew I’d want to ask if you would like the letter back just so I could see you again. I know I would want to sleep with you just like I did the last time we saw eachother But i realized that i am not ready either, I said I would let you know when I would be ready to start this relationship again and i am showing sign that i am still interested by thinking of you when i am horny but i as think of you when Think of this short film and animation goal i have for myself. the truth is im not ready to be in any relationship and im afraid that when i am ready, im not going to wantto be with you. Id want to be with someone like https://l.instagram.com/?u=https%3A%2F%2Flinktr.ee%2FMoshhbby&e=ATP3kvAyBm30fF_Sd6iUH1BhbA2AU6vgMw9ngot01TgKoJNJ8g2rOcEVr2s44E_qYC0w-ezV70XoHEElTH1RlQ&s=1 I want to be with this girl sooo bad. but fuck do i wanna fuck you again.

think of your steering wheel. you want it to look nice. and all you need to do is fix it yourself. that way its exactly how you want it. same concept of making your life a better life yourself bc no one else will. sew swade to shrink wrap and glue it to the padded area of the steeringwheel. grey maybe or black. i realy want this car to look dope sogo outh there and steal ideas if you have to but make this car looko dope. make it look like a spaceship or make it look like a NSX

Older brother slams the door open

“ bro im high as fuck.”

 “why were you choking yourself”

“I wasn’t but it felt good to scratch. i feel like i’m cracked. like i get why they scratch. BHut my thoughts feel clear this way. like i can slow them down and read them. being sober makes it feel like all the creative ideas i get in a day happen so fast that it gets hard to seen like a fuzz, staticy T.V. screen. I want this feeling to be perminant. I could do anything like this.”

“I didnt know you smoked”

“i dont, well i didnt. Its my first time”

while talking he checks his phone to look at the time and sees that apps are updating. he looks at the time.

the shot moves back to the brother and in the background you can see that the time says its 3:1d(this gets used for a future sceen.) the briother looks concerned  but also ready to laugh at his brother with releif and sadness.

(in future sceen, character guessed an upload or update would happen at 3:14 am and when asked how he knew that he replys with “I guessed”)

“I got the munchies, and everytime i put different in my mouith, it feels like Iget a knew idea. like the properties in the food affect my thioughts. kinda like the concept of unheathy foods case unheathy thoughts which lead to unhealthy habits and actions. idk food for thought”

“What”

Mountains by Hans Zimmer playinmg in the background

”what a fucking great song

Make a bracelet out of those little strings that amelia uses for her $knot bracelets, use the magnets thats bounce off eacthother and make the noise as the ends. or maybe use those knots for the steering wheel

It’s All About Me

Hi I am Pearly Mae Formacion Jungco from Lindero, Laua-an, Antique currently staying here in IloIlo for my studies. I’m studying at University of San Agustin taking up Bachelor of Science in Business Administration major in Marketing Management

They said personality is what makes us unique and special. Our characters determine who we are and how different we are from others. It is possible to find people who have similar appearances, but we will never find identical personalities. I am going to prove this by taking the examples of my character, my goals, my achievements and my favorite activities.

Let’s go back when I was a kid, I’m the second child in our family and also I’m the most behave, kind, industrious and very quite little girl but I’m the most spoiled among my siblings. When I was in elementary I discovered my talents and skill by joining dance contest, quizbee, spelling bee, singing, acting, always on the classroom officers list and every year i’m always on the top 10 student of our class. I started my pageant career when I was on 6th grade, that’s the one of my dream in life that I want to experience beacuse I envy the every woman i seen on televisions with high heel, make up, beautiful dress and walk along the stage.

When I stepped to the world where life experiences was full of magical fantasies, great experiences, lessons, temporary feelings and where all my talents was boost out, the highschool life. When I was in my secondary level that was the time I met different faces, attitudes and real friends and fake friends. That was the time i learned to fight for myself , to be true to myself, having crushes and ofcourse learning how to be independent person. I’ve always wanted to be on top, to be included in every school activities because as a person I want to discover more about myself and what are the other things that I did’nt learn or experience. So luckily I had these teachers who always there for me, willing to be my mentor, my trainor and my choreographer in every contests I entered and those are declamation, balagtasan, sabayang pagbigkas,speech choir, folkdance, p-pop dance, majorette, cheerdance, badminton (my only sport) and pageant. My parents always support me with these choice of my extra curricular activities. They encourage me to seize each opportunity and work hard to achieve my goals. So I graduated at highschool with a bunch of medals and ribbons.

And now I stepped to the world where reality will really slap yourself, where true independent really hits you hard, where true struggles will hug you tightly and where true happiness, pain and tears will tie you up, the college life.

I’m just a simple girl from a province of Antique travelled here just to study and reach my goals. When I was a kid business course is not my interest, my dream was to become a flight attendant or a nurse but the I ended up in this business course. My parents sent me to school away from them to give me a good educational standard even it takes thousand of perso as long as I can stand with myself and for my own good and for my future. I’ve learned a lot here in IloIlo, I’ve experienced a lot of activities like night life, learned how to drink alcoholic drinks, went outside even at late night just to have fun, met different kinds of people, been ignored, hurd and cried. Met so many temporary friends, been discriminated, bullied and left out. I stand with my two feet beacause I know no one will help me except myself. I think I’m the strongest woman in the universe beacause I fought what I encountered. I’m a kind of person who really want to get what I want, I’m not selfish person sometimes I volunteered myself to help others even I know in myself that they don’t help me back if I am in need. I’m a short tempered person. I’m a person when it comes to love I give all my best just to prove to my partner that I’m worth to love.

To conclude I am happy about being who I am It is true that I am not perfect just like anybody else. However I am a student of my mistakes. I will do everything to make my family proud of myself, that’s why I am going towards achieving my goals with perseverance and smile on my face!🤗😊

Love

comes in so many forms. This trying period has shown me how love can be unconditional, how someone can love so deeply and that love is never superficial. 

I guess we could start from the boy-girl kind of romance. Earlier this year, I witnessed how a friend of ours loved his other half so much when they experienced a serious break up. It was that kind of love that you could truly feel from an outsider’s perspective, the kind that would make you cry when you saw how much he loved her. How broken he became when she chose to end it all, how broken he continued to be. How through it all, he still loved her. 

Call me crazy, but I wondered if WE broke up, would we show that much pain because of how much love there was? But most of the time, I think we can safely conclude that we’ve reached this steady portion in our relationship whereby we seek no affirmation, and are just comfortable with each other. It’s almost a kind of stagnancy (though stagnant comes with a negative connotation), and when people ask ... How do you guys stay together for so long? -> most of the time, I don’t have an answer at hand. It just happened. 

We’ve reached a kind of comfortable stage; things are just the way it is beacuse it is. We’ve grown to a certain status quo that questioning how we got there is a difficult one in itself. We grow comfortable with the love we experience as we go through the mundanes of life, assuming a casual routine, a low key obligation to be with your other half, but also always enjoying the time together like being with an old friend. What is love then? What is our kind of love now? --> Growing comfortable with being with each other, the quirks, the gross-out moments, but knowing that there is that level of trust between each other? But isn’t this the same answer for those who’ve been with their other half for a couple of years? 

Yet when the tough time comes, there my answer lies. What is our love? Frankly, I still don’t know. What I do know is that it is true, it is pure and it is unconditional. And that is something that me, with my life history, still doesn’t fathom at all levels. During this trying period, D saw me at my worst, a sight that no girlfriend would ever want her boyfriend to have to see. From the hospital, he saw (in my opinion) me flustered before the surgery, he saw me weak and helpless after the surgery, he saw me disheveled and unclean during recovery, he saw me immobile and disinteresting, restless and exhausted, he saw me having flatulence at its worst and excreting through a tube. At home while recovering, he sees me unable to walk properly, he sees me needing help with every small activity, standing up/ sitting down; feeding, he sees me needing help with toileting, he sees me at my weakest and my lowest. Yet he comes everyday to visit, he tells me I’m beautiful and cute, he tells me he loves me. He tells me “I’m here to help”, he tells me “It’s okay”, he tells me not to thank him for flying home for my surgery because he wants to. He tells me he wants to be there for me. That is our love, having really reached that point where you’d love the other person in sickness or in health. I truly experienced that. :’) Thank you, D. I know I want to marry you. 

Many people take a long time to find a love like this, and I am always thankful I have you. 

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Finding romance, and then commiting to that love is perhaps stage one of how deep the human capacity can go to love. Stage two is for sure, parental love. I’ve always read about how the bond between a mother and child is so strong, that parents can give up anything for their children. 

But as children, we often suppress our love for our parents. Thinking of them as naggy adults, tryna control our life, commenting too much about our habits and what not. I for one, always find myself being guilty of becoming the one that treats people whom I have no blood relations to nicer than those I do have. I had moments in the past when I questioned this parental love, seeing that mine was not bounded by blood. Yet, there it was, so strong. 

Again with this trying incident, I witnessed it again. How the whole family mourned and cried with me when we found out about this situation, despite the fact that we all cry separately cuz we try to appear strong. How the whole family would weep at different times of the day, when they told other important people about my situation, how they worried endlessly, how they prayed continuously. 

The surgery is over, and its my recovery period now. I witness again how, as I have turned into someone who requires my every need attended to, be it standing or sitting, walking or peeing, that my family would also be there, every step of the way. No complains, no unhappiness, only unconditional love. I will repay all of you, I certainly will. :) 

[Written on Day 2 after Discharge! 17/11/2017]