Mayora Soul

      It has been three days since the last time Mayora left his apartment. The owner of this small but cozy living space is currently having stormy emotions raging inside.

     On one hand, he cannot stop getting overjoyed from the memories and the sensation of his kiss. He was over the moon whenever he fondly remembered that event.

     As awkward as it might have been, when Timbo hugged him so dearly, when their contrasting figures are so close to each other, when their lips connect.

     Mayora felt nothing but utter delight every time he visualized that over and over again.

     On the other hand, he was also agitated by the fact that it might have been the end of him and Timbo. Mayora saw little to no chance of them being friends anymore, much less of a lover.

Mayora Body

      I have lost it, totally lost it. No way back now. For weeks I can't bring myself to check my phone, I can't open the group messages. Not anymore.

     It has been three weeks since Mayora confessed his romantic attractions toward Timbo, and things have not been well for Mayora. He can't get it out of his head. All the words are playing on a loop inside his brain, time and time again.

     He kept it to himself, not risking any chances. He has not even had any contact with Timbo since. His works are barely affected, thankfully. Things could get from bad to worse if he can't perform his job properly and to the worst if he gets fired because of it.

     Unlike the troubled Mayora, Timbo shows no sign of being conflicted. His regular social media posts are no different from before although his previous posts are mostly club-related activities and the post captions are pretty generic. 

     The bane of being an athlete, I guess. You cannot act to your heart's content anymore. Never mind the 'morally correct thing to do' or 'be a good image to the young one' , a more personal issue is sponsorship and contractual obligations. Serious stuff if you never paid attention to it before. Act wrongly and you have hefty fines to pay.

Mayora Mind

      It was in my second years of high school that I acquainted with them, meeting through sheer luck and fate. I, for one, never heard of them before and vice-versa. We lived in the same city, going through the same middle school even, yet we never met each other in any way, shape, or form. Until that day.

     It was not a 'proper' meeting per se, we meet due to a middleman, in an online video game. There was the usual awkwardness in the first meeting, then came the second, then the third, and so on and so forth. In my third year of high school, we became regular gaming buddies. With no pre-determined gaming schedule,  we just hit up the other party when we want to.

Fire

 There is a fire burning inside me

'Burning'?

There is a fire

'Fire'?

Lusty Ceramics

I live in a castle owned by some pompous prince that liked to party all night. Some might say I lived an easy life, all my needs taken care of by the maids, the prince usually not around and thus giving me a lot of freedom, and the castle itself is nice. Clean and comfortable, not much can be asked for more. But of course, there is something that I craved.

I wanted someone to love, I wished for a partner

I prayed until I fell asleep for years. In this regal quarter, I was the only one made without a counterpart. Tragic.

Tale From the Deep

    The little fish looked in awe, a sight to behold, a gentle-slow moving Whale Shark hovering right in front of his eyes. The juvenile fish can only lay motionless in front of the gaze of the Whale Shark. It was not fear, probably, but some admiration is definitely there, in no small number, no less. The Whale Shark bears some nasty looking scars.

    Battle scars

    The small fish muttered to himself. One was slicing thinly across the Whale Shark large, long body from just behind the left gills to the underbelly. Its aged wound suggests the battle was long gone, but the scar remains nonetheless. One can only argue about the pain it may still cause.

    He may be a fighter, holding on up to 3 enemies at once. Who is he fighting? A group of passing Orcas? Opportunist Great White? Wandering Humans? Who dares to even come up with a malicious intent on this magnificent Whale Shark?

Hobi Baru dan Semacamnya

Jumat, 16 Juli 2021

    Sudah setahun ini aku berhenti main Dota, dan beralih menggunakan laptop untuk keperluan kuliah dan sekarang untuk keperluan sehari-hari. Laptop yang kugunakan tidaklah sekuat komputer, jadi Dota di luar dari kemungkinan jenis hiburan yang bisa dilakukan. Tapi ini tidak menghentikanku untuk mengikuti perkembangan Dota (walau intensitasnya menurun drastis dibanding dulu saat masih aktif bermain) dan terkadang beberapa video di Youtube pun masih kutonton, terutama dari salah satu streamer Dota favorit.