12:58 a.m // 1:00 a.m

I have always appreciated silence. It’s a powerful thing. Whenever I see someone who is silent, I can’t seem to be bothered how much loud their souls are and how strong they are to hide it. It must be deafening. 

(Source: roiserrano)

Your body is a map that only shows the way home.

—Home (#38: July 20, 2014)

(Source: roiserrano)

Just an update.
Lately, I’ve been busy with school and with a lot of opportunities for both photography and video. With the latest, being able to do a shoot with Chalk Magazine - Bright Young Manila: Campus Hotties. We did the interview videos as well as the behind-the-scenes video. We will also be covering the Campus Tour for all three legs! So see you whenever we’ll be touring your school!
And, this week, we began the first week of classes at Mapua as well as a new school year. I’ll be attending my classes tomorrow, for the first time this week, since I still haven’t gotten myself enrolled for this semester and the typhoon has been such a pain in the ass.
I do hope that everyone is safe and dry.
So, what’s up?

Just an update.

Lately, I’ve been busy with school and with a lot of opportunities for both photography and video. With the latest, being able to do a shoot with Chalk Magazine - Bright Young Manila: Campus Hotties. We did the interview videos as well as the behind-the-scenes video. We will also be covering the Campus Tour for all three legs! So see you whenever we’ll be touring your school!

And, this week, we began the first week of classes at Mapua as well as a new school year. I’ll be attending my classes tomorrow, for the first time this week, since I still haven’t gotten myself enrolled for this semester and the typhoon has been such a pain in the ass.

I do hope that everyone is safe and dry.

So, what’s up?

(Source: roiserrano)

"You dress like a serial killer," Nathan slurs. He’s drunk, as he’ll ever be; clinging to Drew like he’s a lifeline. It’s almost two in the morning, and everyone is happily drunk, with a few being otherwise. Nonetheless, Paul is still halfway with his beer as he is observing how Nathan is curled protectively around Drew.

Paul walks toward Drew and a drunk Nathan, and thrusts his beer in his face, “Do you want to finish this one?” Drew takes it, “Sure.” Drew’s fingers brush for a while against Paul’s. He gulps the rest of the beer in one go, with a little spill on the side of his mouth. Paul tries his best not to stare, but he believes that it was the hottest thing he ever saw happened.

Paul diverts his attention somewhere else, “I need to sleep.” Drew walks to the couch and discards Nathan easily. He looked around the apartment, with most of the people crowding up the possible places to sleep on.

"You can sleep in my room, I guess?" Drew announces quickly. He walked briskly to his door and goes in, without looking if Paul followed or not.

Drew pulled off his shirt and unbuckled his belt, hearing a shuffling sound as the door clicked behind him. “Oh my gosh, I thought this wasn’t going to happen,” Paul shrugs as he launches himself towards Drew, much to the latter’s surprise.

"Easy there, tiger," Drew chuckled. His hands travelled from his belt to Paul’s face as he kissed him. "Just so you know, I was intentionally letting Nathan cling to me like that. You look adorable when you’re jealous."

Drew presses his lips a little more against his mouth, as Paul shifts his head so that they slot together perfectly. Drew settles down on the bed as Paul pulls down his pants together with his underwear. He also tugs the hem of his shirt, and Paul cooperates.

Paul starts rocking down and the added friction makes Drew lose his mind. They don’t stop kissing, until they stop just to breathe for a second. Drew’s hands travel down Paul’s ass, as the latter leaves out a low groan. Drew helps him with the rocking movement, trying to get him a little bit closer, with his fingers slipping down the elastic band of Paul’s underwear.

Paul whispers something soft, and Drew’s eyebrows furrow, even if hearing slightly. “Do you have anything?”

Drew grinned, “If you can’t say the words ‘condom’ or maybe even the word ‘lube’, I’m not having sex with you. Even if I really want to.”

"I know you want to, I’m just teasing you," Paul’s lips were swollen. Drew pushes him slightly to reach the drawer of the bedside table, as Paul strip away his underwear. Drew smiles.

Drew lets out a growl when Paul ducks down to suck on his nipple. He curses under his breath as Paul takes the condom from his hand with a smirk. Before even Drew began to protest, Paul started to nip down on Drew’s jaw before slowly kissing all the way down to his neck. Drew adjusts so that Paul has enough room.

Drew appreciates that he gets to touch everything. They jerk each other off slowly and lazily, much to his liking. They’re trading kisses and neither of them is in a rush.

Drew notices that his cock is already throbbing with need and the little sparks of pleasure travel down his body when his erection brushes against Paul’s. He swallows thickly and his face grow a little hot.

Paul guides him as he presses his finger inside him, deeper with each passing second. Drew gets the hang of it as he adds another finger.

"Yes," Paul murmurs wetly against Drew’s neck. The effect of it on Drew was maddening. Their cocks cover their stomachs with pre-cum.

"Come on," Paul says, as he detaches himself from Drew. His hands were shaking until he rolls down the condom on Drew’s cock.

Paul started to kiss him again, but a bit more messily this time. He rearranges himself and lowers himself down. The sudden heat that surrounded Drew made him choke as he clutches on Paul’s nape with one hand. Paul smirks and sits fully on Drew’s cock. He doesn’t move right away, which made Drew appreciate the hot mess in front of him.

Drew enjoys the ride, a little bit literally. He watches Paul bounce up and down his cock, panting. He lets himself touch Paul’s thighs, and jerks him off later on.

Drew doesn’t work that much, but he is huffing too much. Paul’s breaths become gradually louder.

Paul pulls out and lies down in a more obscene position, much to Drew’s content. Drew fucks him again.

Drew’s body is screaming and begging for any kind of release. As he holds on Paul’s chest, he feels something hot, painting Paul’s body in stripes. He feels Paul’s body shiver as his grip on Paul’s body tightens. Paul mumbles and whispers nonsense in his neck, dirty words with praises that please Drew.

Drew cums hard, his nails unforgivingly sinking on Paul’s skin. His whole body sings in relief, as a rush of blood drains his thoughts away. He pulls out again and seeks for Paul’s mouth.

They’re both out of breath but Drew cares otherwise. Such a headrush, he thinks to himself. His vision is a bit blurry as he cleans them up.

(Source: roiserrano)

roiserrano:
SEVEN ONE EIGHT. We define ourselves with the people who love us.
This is the story that I have been working on for a very long time now, and I’m publishing it via Wattpad. I do hope that you, my readers from Tumblr, will still support me with this project. Send in your comments or suggestions once you have read the first debut chapter. Kudos!
Check out Chapter Eight!

roiserrano:

SEVEN ONE EIGHT. We define ourselves with the people who love us.

This is the story that I have been working on for a very long time now, and I’m publishing it via Wattpad. I do hope that you, my readers from Tumblr, will still support me with this project. Send in your comments or suggestions once you have read the first debut chapter. Kudos!

Check out Chapter Eight!

roiserrano:

"You’re too slow."

At the first moment, Drew think that he is dreaming. Everything seemed to be not precise; and the way Paul undresses him - wanting every inch of skin to touch. Every movement for him was unexpected and impatient. Paul started to undress him.

Paul kissed him softly and his hands grazed down on Drew’s skin. He started to feel his face flush, with his hands freezing in their position on his shirt, where he is trying to remove the piece of fabric slowly and precisely. This didn’t last long as Paul was a bit impatient, trying to help Drew take of his shirt. With the short parting of their lips as the shirt went off, Paul didn’t waste a moment to press their lips together again.

Paul pushed Drew onto the bed, through his chest - without breaking their kiss. Drew tried to dip his tongue further into the warmth of Paul’s lips. He really wants to deepen the kiss.

Drew doesn’t want to protest, as Paul started to line both of their hips and thrust again the growing bulge in his pants. It made Drew give out a muffled moan.

With their both growing interests, the jeans started to be uncomfortable, but Drew really didn’t care enough because Paul’s hands started to travel on him again, towards his erection. He started to feel nimble fingers unbuttoning his pants.

As with empty effort, Drew sucked on Paul’s tongue, getting a low grunt from the other boy. Paul greediily pressed his palm over Drew’s erection, gripping him so tight through his boxers.

Apparently, Paul had to break the kiss to get his bottoms off. As each piece of clothing is discarded, Drew was completely exposed - for Paul’s ultimate consumption.

Hands travelled down, as Paul settled around the base of Drew’s cock. Drew whined, trying to lift his hips up but Paul’s hands were already moving up his abdomen.

Drew tried to concentrate on Paul’s face, for every amount of emotion shown that the other boy’s face gives. He started to notice Paul’s lips parted as he stared down on him. The admiration was too much, and his body was flushed with arousal.

Paul was taking his time now, and Drew tried to appreciate everything - stopping his greediness, as much as he wanted to kiss Paul. His skin hummed to every touch of Paul.

Paul started to touch Drew’s straining erection, again - all the while kissing him, too.

It was a blur of bodies slamming together, teeth raking along tongue. Unsolicited noises coming from the both of them, from the pain and pleasure. It was too far to complain about anything.

When lubbed fingers started to enter Drew, all he can do was suck harder on Paul’s lips. He tried so hard to fuck himself with Paul’s fingers, barely noticing as another finger was added inside. He tried to beg Paul to just fuck him into the mattress. Not that long, Paul started to give him what he really wanted.

Paul willingly complied, as his slick cock wrapped with a condom started to thrust inside him. Paul started to drive deep in every moment, slamming into him as quick and as brutal as possible. Drew begged to more, and Paul picked up the pace.

Drew clung to Paul with his hands and legs wrapped around Paul’s hips. He moaned louder and louder with each thrust, showing every interest. Paul started to suck bruises on Drew’s neck, marking his territory. Each thrust became out of sync as their orgasms came upon them in a flash.

Their bodies vibrated in pleasure, as they both felt exhausted, with Paul collapsing on Drew, without minding the mess on Drew’s belly.

They were both panting and sweating, shivering from the intensity of their climax.

Paul shifted so that he was on Drew’s side, and he rested his head on Drew’s shoulder. It was eternal bliss.

roiserrano:

SEVEN ONE EIGHT. We define ourselves with the people who love us.

This is the story that I have been working on for a very long time now, and I’m publishing it via Wattpad. I do hope that you, my readers from Tumblr, will still support me with this project. Send in your comments or suggestions once you have read the first debut chapter. Kudos!
Check out Seven One Eight here.

Updated it with Chapter Seven!

Check out Chapter Eight!

roiserrano:

SEVEN ONE EIGHT. We define ourselves with the people who love us.

This is the story that I have been working on for a very long time now, and I’m publishing it via Wattpad. I do hope that you, my readers from Tumblr, will still support me with this project. Send in your comments or suggestions once you have read the first debut chapter. Kudos!

Check out Seven One Eight here.

Updated it with Chapter Seven!

Check out Chapter Eight!

The heart stops beating and time never slows down. I fell in love with you faster than a speeding bullet.

(Source: roiserrano)

I have always felt so lonely and I have thought of cutting myself, but I couldn’t because I had to maintain the image of being fine. Sometimes, I physically hurt myself, but it healed in time. Smoking, on the other hand, allows me to hurt myself without anyone noticing the damages. And the hard truth is, I can’t quit at this point.

(Source: roiserrano)

Rebels Without Causes: Tumblr Magazine PH’s Bloggers Who Matter - Part 3

tumblrmagph:

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Photos are from the bloggers themselves; credits to their photographers *winks*

Here is Tumblr, if you prefer to see and understand it in numbers.

As of June 2014, this microblogging site has a total blog population of about 192 million, with over 83.1 billion blog posts, all managed by about 280 employees, housed on its three offices at NYC, RVA, and LA. [1]

The website itself has been available to 13 major languages in the world, and has 37,000 registered meetups all over the globe. [1]

Tumblr’s blog population is enough to occupy the citizen count of the United Kingdom and Japan, combined. Surprisingly, these two countries ranked 3rd (4.4%) and 4th (3.6%) place, respectively, as the top countries that visit Tumblr. [2]

Obviously, United States of America ranked 1st with 32.8% of the total site visit. To much surprise, India ranked 2nd with 8.3%, and on 5th place is France with 3.5% site visit. The Philippines? At the bottom of the list with 1%. [2]

In a global view, Tumblr ranked 35th on popularity (19th most popular in the United States). [2]

In April 2013, the website received more than 13 billion global page views [3], and come June 2014, over 96 million posts are created on the site each day[4]

AddThis, a social media bookmarking web technology company, noted in 2011 that Tumblr had increased by 1,299.5% in terms of growth in content sharing, with Facebook on the side that makes up sharing on the web at 52%. [5]

In the Philippines, Tumblr is the 16th most popular site based on a combination of average daily visitors and pageviews. 1.1% of Tumblr users come from Philippines and they generate 1.0% of the pageviews on Tumblr. [6]

Support this feature and tell us what you reckon. Our hash tag: #TMPHRebels

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Rommel Rebucan
20, “Certified Unemployed”
http://benokrebucan.tumblr.com/

Benok:Being a graduate of Fine Arts, I really want to be an animator, and because of this, I see myself twenty to thirty years from now as a successful animator in Pixar or DreamWorks, if not, maybe in Japan. Kung hindi naman, I would be on a advertising company doing *of course* advertisements for a certain product. But still I will pursue my dream job which is to be an animator/illustrator. Medyo bihira kasi yung nag-o-offer nyan dito sa Pilipinas, kaya I have plans to go somewhere na may nag-o-offer ng [ganung] klaseng job.”

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John Carlo Tagata
18, Information Technology Student
http://centimeters.tumblr.com/

JC:I have my own successful efforts in making a difference. As much as I try to fulfill my goals and my dreams, I have always put the sake of others into account. Most of the time, I’m a son that is trying to make his parents proud, or I’m a brother who tells his younger siblings to live wholesome lives. Sometimes, I’m an active volunteer taking 1-hour rides out of town to help “unreached” people live better lives. Just recently, I’m a student-leader working to help students understand what IT is. I have gone beyond my comfort zones to change the lives of other people. My whole life does not revolve around me, and I think that makes my existence relevant.”

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Jan Michael Rebuyas
22, Writer and reporter for The Philippine STAR
http://hisvantagepoint.tumblr.com/

Mike: “In all honesty, I’m just some plain old hobbyist with equipment that I don’t even deserve. (But my parents think I do, so who am I to argue?) With my blog, I’m just trying to keep track of my life and all the everyday sh*t that happens in it and share just a tad bit of it with anyone who would care and want to know. One of the most memorable things to happen to me on Tumblr were the times when my photos got into the *featured* tags, which honestly was quite a surprise since I don’t think that I’m that good of a photographer.”

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JL Javier
19, Information Design Student
http://jljavier.tumblr.com/

JL:One of my favorite quotes is really cheesy: "Find what you love and let it kill you." That’s design and photography for me. I owe much of my strength and confidence to these two things even though, at the same time, they drive me insane. / We all matter to something or someone, the same way that the people around us have influenced us one way or another, making them relevant to us. I try to be the best version of myself I can be not just for others, but also for myself. I don’t think it matters what exactly your relevance is, as long as it helps you and the people around you grow.”

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Roye Julian Serrano
21, Multimedia Arts Student
http://roiserrano.tumblr.com/

Roi:I write endlessly on my journal, read books (and not inside a goddamn Starbucks, because I’m not a hipster and just because there are other places to get better coffee), and I love taking photographs. I usually get bashed whenever I post something, especially a photograph. I usually just shake it off, because I believe that if I keep on doing what I love, people will start to understand and soon appreciate what I do.”

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Rennell Salumbre
22, Freelance Photographer / “Tambay Most Of The Time”
http://rennellsalumbre.com/

Rennell:I love music and photography. I want to work in both industries as much as possible, but of course, I prioritize photography since that’s where I, somehow, excel in. I used to play the guitar kasi but then, no improvement with my skill kaya I stopped. How I wish I could sing din. Pero I take photos of musicians naman sometimes kaya I think my photography will also be a help na rin in the music industry. Haha!”

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Nicole Cortez
18, Journalism and Media Studies Student
http://uniquecole.tumblr.com/

Nicole: “I can’t say I’m out to change the entire world and I’m not that ambitious, but I want to make a difference in the lives of people through my writing, to advocate good causes and champion them all. I want to be able to draw out of my mind the perfectly tailored sentence—the phrase that makes everyone else sit down and realize ‘Ah, so that’s what it’s all about. I have to do something about it.’ I dunno. I want to grow into myself and grow outwards and spread my roots to each person I touch. I know these are small things, but hey, they’re good things nonetheless. At the end of the day, I think, doing good things for people is way more important than anything else anyway.”

Rebels Without Causes x Part 1
Rebels Without Causes x Part 2

Awesome! Thank you to Pael and the rest of the staff of TumblrMagPH for this feature. :D

11:28 p.m. // 11:33 p.m.

I want to drink and smoke my lungs out. I want to party all night and not worry about a single thing. Perhaps, I can go somewhere and be a stranger for once. Meet someone and tell my story; and hopefully, smile at me. I want to remember how it feels to be free and not having the need to build walls around me. I want people to tell me the truth. I want to feel invincible for just a minute, or even for second. What’s a minute if you can feel something you haven’t felt for even just a short while? I want to be something new; and not be labeled. I want to be a couple of years younger, and remember how a first love feels like. I want to be someone’s first, forever. I want to be enough for someone. I want to be that person and not this.

(Source: roiserrano)

But even if I fall in love again, it could never be the same way that I loved you.

But even if I fall in love again, it could never be the same way that I loved you.

(Source: roiserrano)

I never knew the importance of love until I have decided to let myself fall into it.

—Love (#37: June 10, 2014)

(Source: roiserrano)

I want to memorize the way you breathe, so that I’ll know if your heart skips a beat whenever you’re with me.

(Source: roiserrano)

The sky bleeds the same color of loneliness as I.

The sky bleeds the same color of loneliness as I.

(Source: roiserrano)