hopefoolromantic
Fandoms
- SEVENTEEN (Band) (19)
- Haikyuu!! (11)
- Blue Lock (Manga) (8)
- Hunter X Hunter (8)
- Les Misérables - All Media Types (7)
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matatamis yaong mga kasinungalingang nagmumula sa ‘yo by hopefoolromantic
Fandoms: SEVENTEEN (Band)
01 Feb 2026
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At kung sa pag-uwi ay mapansin man ng mga magulang ni Jeonghan ang amoy ng dagat at alimuom na bumabalot na parang kumot kanilang panganay—na sa sidhi ay aakalain mong pag-aangkin—ay ipagkikibit-balikat na lamang nila ito, dahil kampante silang doon din naman hahantong ang dalawa balang araw. Subalit kalaunan ay muling mapatutunayan ni Jeonghan na taksil ang mga salita.
O: Tatlong pangakong napako, mula kay Jisoo, para kay Jeonghan.
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- Filipino
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Hannah’s unsent letters to Charlie
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- English
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“Ano naman kung single sa Pasko? Kayo nga eh pinipilit niyo na lang.”
O: habang papalapit ang Pasko, muling bibisitahin ng mag-asawang Jeonghan at Joshua ang mga bakit at paano sa likod ng kanilang pananatili.
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hindi ba't sa antok din nag-umpisa ang pinakamahimbing na pahinga? by hopefoolromantic
Fandoms: SEVENTEEN (Band)
13 Nov 2025
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just another college au kung san fwb sina jeonghan at joshua
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- Part 7 of hy shorts
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There was a time, in between prison and running wild; between defeat and chasing dreams still, where Reo frequented the art history museum Hyouma part-timed at.
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narratives from two twitter aus, for safekeeping
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shit from that godforsaken bird app by hopefoolromantic
Fandom Blue Lock (Manga), Haikyuu!!
15 Jun 2023
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- 4
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Regina asks Narda to teach her self-defense, except that she doesn't truly need it. But her simple request may be the pandora's box that neither Narda nor Regina is willing to open just yet. When revealing their secrets is a race against time, so is their relationship's fate that begins to hang itself in a balance.
Bookmarked by hopefoolromantic
18 Feb 2026
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loving a girl means loving her monsters too
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And turn my crimson stains to white by koyuki_kazahana
Fandoms: Encantadia Chronicles: Sang'gre, Encantadia (TV 2016)
18 Apr 2025
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Pirena knew then that she would return to Lireo—not to reclaim it for her kin, but to surrender herself to Mitena’s fierce embrace, to let the conqueror carve her anew.
For the usurper on the Lirean throne no longer craved a kingdom.
She craved Pirena.
And a terrifying, shameful part of Pirena craved her back.
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When an ice queen invades Lireo, Pirena finds her greatest adversary is also her most consuming obsession.
Bookmarked by hopefoolromantic
03 Feb 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
They are far from lovers, yes. But when they fight, it’s as though the stars forfeit their light to watch.
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To outsiders, it is conquest. To Pirena, it is a language, brutal and intimate, where burning villages stand in for accusations, the dead become punctuation. She refuses to call it recognition, this parsing of Mitena’s intent—a sneer flickering as Pirena dismantles traps, spring’s thaw exposing not just bodies, but raw, ugly parity.
Enemies don’t learn each other this way. Enemies don’t carve meaning from slaughter’s pauses. Yet here they stand: queen and conqueror, ruin and resonance, their war all fists and frost and the terrible, untold weight between words.
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“Ganito ka pala kapag nagugutom,” she goaded, but her hands trembled as they clawed at Pirena’s back, drawing blood she’d later find smeared like war paint across her ribs.
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Pirena wonders if this is what a tree feels when an axe bites its rings—pain laced with perverse gratitude for being seen, for being split open and known. -
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Sometimes, the way back to each other begins exactly where it ended.
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hankit exes au
Bookmarked by hopefoolromantic
31 Jan 2026
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And yet, for all her cynicism, Hannah stayed a stubborn pilgrim at the altar of Romance. She still believed in movie magic, in soft-focus montages, in the idea that being fully seen was the highest currency there was.
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The gut‑punch truth was that you can do everything right—communicate like a therapist’s fantasy, love with both hands open—and the floor can still drop out from under you over something so small it wouldn’t survive a soap‑opera rewrite.
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There is a special strain of narcissism that lets you think your cracked heart counts while onions cost a revolution and the Senate moonlights as a bad variety hour. An obscene thought to nurse at 2:00 AM in front of a blinking cursor and a half-born syllabus, yet Kit nursed it hard.
She tried to shrink her ache against the mushroom cloud of late-stage capitalism, against historical Photoshop churned out in fifteen-second TikToks, against C-5 traffic that should qualify as a war crime. Statistically, Hannah’s fingers interlaced with Work Wife Corporate was dust.
The archipelago was sinking, textbooks were being ghost-written by trolls, and here she was mourning the slope of a neck. Absurd. Obscene.
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Church. Food. Pretenses. The holy trinity of Filipino family duty.
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Kit set the phone down, nausea blooming like ink in water. Same old unspoken farce: she could lecture on gender performativity, footnote Foucault and Butler line by line, yet she couldn’t tell the two people who raised her that she loved a woman.
And not just any woman—Hannah.
The guilt wasn’t only the lie, it was the withholding. Hannah, orphaned years ago, had starved for that warmth, a chair at that table, a name in the family anecdotes grander than “roommate” or “best friend.”
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That’s the risk in spotting fire in someone who insists it’s only smoke: you end up holding the torch for two, palms blistering while they deny there’s a flame at all. For two years she argued that Kit’s softness was strength, that their love didn’t have to be a covert war. Maybe, in the end, it was simply one front too many for Kit to hold.
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Maybe because love is the only tale that insists on reinvention.
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She had marched to this dinner on purpose, straight into the epicenter of her own repression, banking on the family racket to smother the silence of her apartment. She needed proof that this table, this tribe, this Sunday obligation was enough, that she could survive without a love that required rooftop confessions.
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Courtship, the second time around, felt almost subversive. In an era of one-second swipes and compatibility scored to two decimal places, what they were doing bordered on archaic. Why return to the scene of the crime? Why rebuild a house that had already collapsed on top of you? Common sense said cut your losses, download Bumble, and find someone carrying lighter bags. Optimize, streamline, choose the path of least resistance.
But life isn’t a catalog, and the kind of love that knocks continents askew has never been safe. -
Boyfriends by onetwohits (threefouram)
Fandoms: Noli Me Tangere & Related Works - José Rizal
22 May 2017
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' She wonders, sometimes, why he needs her at this point— He's got him, brilliant him with the poetry and the shy boyish smile that charms people for miles. But she's one to talk, after all she hasn't done anything to call them off either. And she's got this pretty girl in front of her, and her own life to live. '
or: in which the prettiest girl around meets the most charming girl in town, or something.
Bookmarked by hopefoolromantic
30 Jan 2026
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“Daddy.”
Bookmarked by hopefoolromantic
10 Nov 2025
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freaky. (with most affection)