#i’ve been MIA a long time ik

[midnightf]

Okay it’s been a full day (almost) with me being 22 and I can confidently say I feel no different 🧍🏼‍♀️

[siriuslovebot]

˖ ࣪⭑˖ ࣪𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 ➸ 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒏˖ ࣪⭑ ˖ ࣪

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝒀𝑴𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑨𝑺𝑲𝑬𝑫: hello my love! ik you’ve already made a couple but i was wondering if you could make another one of those mouse ones, if you’re not up for it that’s completely fine! thank you for taking the time to read this!

𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝒀𝑴𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑨𝑺𝑲𝑬𝑫: we all need more remus x mouse!!!

𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝒀𝑴𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑨𝑺𝑲𝑬𝑫: please write another remus lupin x mouse fluff please. i love your writing style. it's just perfect<33

𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺: injured reader, the nickname 'mouse', some embarrassing (possibly?) moments, nothing else i can think of??

𝑺𝑼𝑴𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀: after convincing the reader to go ice skating, things end up going a bit sideways for the marauders.

𝑨/𝑵: merry christmas (and happy holidays) everyone! here is a bit of a late gift for you all! i was astonished to see the amount of requests for more remus x mouse! i didn't even include all of them here. i'm sorry i've been mia for so long! this one may be a bit rusty, but i hope you all enjoy even if i am a little out of practice! (also this is unedited so if you see any typos/mistakes no you didn't)

𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑻: 3.3k 𓂃♡₊⭑

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“it’s bloody freezing out here,” mutters sirius, his voice gruff in the early morning air.

you roll your eyes, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye. in your peripheral, you can see his mussed hair and dark circles, as well as the scowl that colours his handsome features. 

“you should’ve stayed behind if you’re going to whine, sirius,” you respond, raising your brows.

he wrinkles his nose, looking an awful lot like he’s smelled something foul. “are you mad? i’m not staying cooped up in that castle when you lot are out here having fun. where’s moony?” he looks at you expectantly.

“running late, i suppose,” you glance at your watch, a christmas gift from remus. it’s charmed, the tiny mice printed on the watch frolicking around as you get the time. your face turns pink, embarrassed although you love the little watch. you hope sirius doesn’t see. you’d never hear the end of it. 

“well, it’s half eight. earliest i’ve been up in weeks.” sirius yawns, swiping his sleeve across his face.

you roll your eyes again. you knew the lot of them would be menaces upon returning from the christmas holidays. sirius spent the two weeks of holiday break at james’s house, the two of them likely driving the potters out of their minds. the pair of them had clearly suffered from a lack of sleep, made clear by sirius’s incessant complaining about being up early. 

you wanted to spend the holidays at hogwarts, hoping that remus might convince his parents to let him do the same, with no luck. you suffered a miserable two weeks at home, your parents refusing to let you out of their sight for a second. you hardly even had time to respond to the owls sent by your friends; notably, a muggle christmas card of lily and her family, an odd photo of sirius and james wearing charmed elves’ hats, and a sweet note from remus wishing you a merry christmas and promising you a gift upon your return to school. 

thus, you are excited to spend a few hours having fun with your friends without worrying about lessons. if only you can wrestle sirius out of his grumpy mood. 

there’s a chorus of boots crunching through snow behind you, and you turn to find lily approaching. james and remus trail close behind, with marlene at the back. 

“what’s with the frown?” lily makes a face at sirius, who makes another disgruntled face.

“hasn’t got his beauty sleep,” you warn, a smile playing on your lips.

“you’d know about that, wouldn’t you?” sirius says crossly.

you raise your eyebrows at him.

“simmer down, pads,” james says, bright as ever. “don’t mind him. he’s just peeved because of that detention mcgonagall gave him.”

he pats his friend on the back, accompanied only by a grumble from the long-haired boy.

“yes,” says remus, “who knew she would catch him trying to turn marie littletree’s quill into a bowtruckle?” 

“all right,” says sirius. “i get it. i’ll paint a stupid little grin on my face like prongs here. can we get on with it?” he grins at the confused half-smile on james’s face, then nudges his friend in the shoulder. 

“right,” says marlene. “lily’s got an itinerary.”

“yes,” says the redhead. “first hogsmeade weekend back, and i’ve got plans. now, the three broomsticks is going to be absolutely swimming with people.”

“it’s always swimming with people,” james chimes.

“right,” she gives him a sharp look, and he scratches his neck awkwardly. “i was thinking, we should skip the morning crowd, and have a go at ice skating.”

“ice skating!”

“ice skating?”

james and your exclamations mirror one another, as you both gawk at lily. james looks like a child on christmas morning, and you look… well, terrified. 

“oh, godric, i’m going to be so embarrassed. i can hardly walk, lils, much less skate!” you groan, feeling the exasperation sirius has been bleeding all morning. 

“c’mon, y/n!” james gives you a shake around the shoulders, looking excited. “you’ll be fine. a little arresto momentum, and you’re saved.”

“right, and which one of you is going to babysit me to keep me from face planting?” you glare at him.

“sounds like a job for moony, if y’ask me,” says sirius smugly. he’s already strutting towards the pond, james close on his heels. 

marlene grins, and lily looks at you pleadingly. “c’mon, y/n,” she begs, pouting like a child.

“it’ll be fun,” marlene adds.

you huff, not wanting to feel like a buzzkill. 

remus places a gentle hand on your shoulder, squeezing gently. you sigh.

“you’ll be all right,” he urges, voice soft. 

you sigh, but concede. “fine.” 

lily and marlene cheer, taking off behind james and sirius on their way to the pond.

you frown, glancing over at remus as you fall into a slow pace following them.

“do i have to?” you wonder aloud, hooking your arm through his as you crunch through the hardened snow.

remus smiles down at you, a gentle smile finding his lips. his cheeks are pink from the cold already, his honeyed hair sticking out in tufts from beneath his knit hat. your stomach does a flip, and you have to force yourself not to look away.

“don’t tell me you’re scared, mouse,” he says, raising an eyebrow.

“scared? pfft, i don’t get scared,” you mutter, rolling your eyes.

“oh, really?”

“really. but i know my strengths. and ice-foot coordination is not one of them. i’m preparing to embarrass the wits out of myself.” 

“it can’t possibly be that bad,” he says.

“have you met me, rem? i tripped over the air just last night.”

“i actually think that was a badly timed jinx from sirius.”

“i hope you’re joking.”

“afraid not.”

“oh, he’s got it coming.” you shake your head, remembering the burn of your cheeks as you tumbled in a heap in the common room. remus came over, smiling to himself as he helped pick up your things. you’d wanted to crawl into a hole and hide for the rest of the night.

as you approach the pond, you blink at the sight of a few other students gliding over the frozen water. you blink, not feeling confident in your abilities. you can feel your legs wobbling already, hearing the sound of yourself crashing into the ice. 

“okay,” you stop in your tracks, grabbing remus by his wrists. he faces you, eyes expectant.

“yes?” he humours you, looking as serious as you feel.

“promise you won’t laugh if i fall.”

his features crack into a smile, his head falling as he laughs softly. “c’mon, mouse,” he nudges you, draping an arm over your shoulders. he’s warm, and you lean into him as he leads you closer to the water’s edge, where your friends have already conjured up their ice skates. 

“if you laugh, i’ll never forgive you.”

“i’ll keep an eye on you,” he says, “and i promise i won’t laugh.” 

“holding you to it,” you say, joining marlene and lily by the pond.

“here,” marlene takes half a second and conjures you a pair of skates, untied on your feet. 

james and sirius are already on the ice, flitting around faster than you can keep up with. they’re a pair of blurs, their laughter ringing through the air. 

you make a face, your ears burning just at the thought of how you’re going to look trying to keep your feet beneath yourself. you don’t even notice your untied laces as you wobble towards the ice.

“just a second, mouse,” remus says softly, his large frame stooping to tie your shoes.

your face goes red as you glance down at him, feeling sheepish. “sorry,” you say, “i could have done that.”

“i’ve got it,” remus hums, his scarred hands tying your skate laces with expertise. 

he’s towering over you again in half a second, winking at you as he reaches down to grasp your hand. his skin is warm, even through both pairs of your gloves, and you feel a bit better. 

“y’alright?” remus wonders aloud, guiding you to the edge of the ice. he steps on gracefully, somehow able to keep his feet from sliding beneath him. you stare down at his skates, nervous.

you frown. “i’m scared,” you admit, face darkening with embarrassment.

“don’t be scared,” remus says. 

he tugs your hand, smiling warmly. you hate how persuasive he is; his soft voice and gentle smile have a way of turning you into a gushing mess in the palm of his hands. no one knows how to make you feel better like remus does. 

“you’ll still love me if i make a fool out of myself, right?” you wonder aloud, stepping slowly onto the ice. you tuck your bottom lip between your teeth, focused on keeping yourself upright. 

“i’d love you even if you made a fool out of the whole world, love.”

he’s laughing as you join him on the ice, the velvety deep sound sending butterflies rampaging through your stomach. he grasps your hand, ever so gently, and pulls you to the center of the ice, where fewer of the other students are. your classmates fly by, agile and quick on the ice. you feel somewhat like a baby deer, your legs wobbly beneath you. 

“see, not so bad, is it?” remus encourages, his features now split in a jovial grin. his tawny eyes glitter with amusement, the corners crinkled by his big smile.

“no, i guess not,” you agree, fingers still gripping the sleeve of his coat in a vice.

“d’you want to try on your own?” he inquires. his long fingers loosen their hold on your wrist, but you tighten your own around him.

“no–not yet!” you squeak, moving closer to him and throwing your arms around his middle. he laughs, his chest rumbling against your cheek. you take a deep breath.

“sorry,” he chuckles, smoothing a hand over your hair. “i’ve got you, m’little mouse.” 

you blink, peeking around his frame to see sirius and lily engaged in a race across the pond, their speeding frames silhouetted by the snowy landscape behind them. a grin spreads over your features, watching as james and marlene cheer them on. 

“i don’t know how they do it,” you muse, shaking your head.

“you’ll be racing them in no time,” remus says teasingly, slowly unraveling your death grip around him. 

“if you say so,” you murmur.

remus pulls you along gently, gaining some speed as you become more comfortable at the feeling of being on the ice. after several minutes, you’re no longer as unstable on your feet. you hardly even shriek when james charges at the pair of you at full speed, spraying you with a shower of ice as he stops at the last second.

“you git,” you hiss, sending a snowball his way with a flick of your wand.

he curses loudly, already halfway across the pond when it hits his back. lily and marlene dissolve into a fit of giggles, while remus chuckles gently. 

you don’t even notice that he isn’t holding you steady anymore. distracted, you’ve released your grasp on his sleeve, and are slowly gliding alongside him. you’re closer to the edge of the pond, your feet steady beneath you as you gather confidence. 

“feeling okay?” remus has spun around, facing you as he skates backwards.

what a showoff, you think, but you say nothing. he doesn’t know it, but you adore just how easily he picks up on the things you find to be absolutely mind-boggling. despite his insistence that he’s nothing special, he picks up on skills with ease. he’s a talented wizard, quick-witted and good at solving problems under pressure. it’s precisely why he excels in school, despite being out around each full moon and sometimes struggling to come out of his shell.

“thanks to you,” you say, flushing. “i wouldn’t be out here if it weren’t for you, you know.”

he smiles sheepishly, his wind-chapped face going a deeper shade of pink. “sure you would.”

you laugh, shaking your head. “i’m serious, rem,” you say. “thank you.”

“don’t thank me,” he says, looking more than a little embarrassed. 

you reach for him, wanting to hold his hand, but you see concern flash in his eyes. your eyes widen, but before you can say anything he’s already reaching for you.

“watch out–”

but you’ve both reacted too late. another student slams into your shoulder, knocking you off kilter. you squeal, falling to the ice too quickly for either you or remus to react. the air feels as if you’re caught in slow motion for a second; the ice is approaching your face with extreme speed, glistening in the morning sun. without thinking, you brace with one hand, the other halfway reaching towards remus. 

your arm breaks your fall, and there’s a sickening crack as you hit the ice. it’s harder than you thought. you shriek, a sickening pain rocketing up your wrist and shoulder as you finally collapse completely.

“shit,” remus hisses, crouching as you feel his hands on your shoulders, trying to help you up to a sitting position.

you’re too focused on the excruciating pain in your arm to realize that you’re crying. the tears are hot against your skin, burning your cold cheeks as you sit up. you clutch your arm with your other hand, looking at the horrible purple lump already protruding at your wrist.

“merlin,” you sob, “it’s broken!” the sight of the bone jabbing at the inside of your arm makes your stomach do a turn, and you force yourself to look away. remus crouches in front of you, his worried face swimming in your teary vision. 

you hear your friends shouting, and several nasty words directed at the student who slammed into you. you glance over, seeing marlene dragging sirius away by his scarf as he tries to throttle the poor third-year student. 

lily skates towards you, slowing as she approaches.

“oh, dear,” she says, as she sees your arm.

“it’s bad, isn’t it?” you ask, glancing between remus and lily. you can’t force yourself to look back at the arm, feeling as if you’re going to faint if you have to see the bruises blooming over your arm.

“not so bad,” lily lies, offering a forced smile.

“we’ve got to get some help. you need to see madam pomfrey.” remus says. he’s crouched, one hand coming out to wipe the tears from your face. you breathe in his scent, trying to ground yourself. 

james, sirius, and marlene finally join you, sirius still cursing the student as marlene drags him over. 

“ugh,” james says as he sees your injury. 

sirius peers over remus’ shoulder, his eyes blazing with fury as he sees the extent of your injury. “i’m going to curse the bollocks off of that kid!” he hisses, reaching for his wand, tucked into his coat pocket.

“sirius, stop it!” marlene scolds. “we have to do something about that arm. there’s no way y/n’s making it back to the castle in this state.”

“i’m fine,” you insist, though your stomach is rolling unpleasantly. you think you’d likely vomit if you had to stand. 

“you’re not fine,” remus says, his voice stern. “your arm’s gone sideways. you need to be in the hospital wing.”

“we can’t move her like this,” james says, sounding as sick as you are.

“let lily have a go at it. she put my pinky right when that bludger hit it at practice,” says sirius. 

“your pinky?” remus says incredulously. “i think an arm’s a bit more important than a pinky.”

“rem,” you say, nudging him with your foot. “it’s fine. i trust lily. besides, i think i’ll be sick if we don’t do something now.”

remus sighs, his eyes dark with worry. he places a hand on your knee, shifting slightly to let lily get closer. “fine.” you can tell he’s not happy about it. 

“marlene, go get some help, will you?” you say, your head swimming. you feel closer to fainting by the minute, shock setting in.

“‘course i will.” she’s gone in a flash.

“okay,” you breathe, closing your eyes as you wait for lily to fix your arm. 

“right, then,” she pulls her want out of her pocket, leaning closer. there’s a second of silence before she says, “episkey!”

only, the spell doesn’t go quite right. a blinding hot pain blooms in your arm, and you shriek again. this time, you’re not strong enough to keep from fainting. white spots bloom behind your vision, and you collapse. 

you wake hours later, in the hospital wing. you stir, your throat dry as you turn over in the cot. your vision is blurry as you peel your eyes open, finding your arm wrapped in some kind of sling. madam pomfrey is nowhere in sight, but remus is slumped in a chair at your beside.

his eyes are closed, his breathing steady as he sits. his head rests lazily against the back of the chair. you study his face; his scars shine in the sliver of evening light that spills in from the window behind you. you groan as you move, your entire body aching.

your muscles throb, the fall having taken its toll on you. you watch him for a few minutes, the delicate rise and fall of his chest. his hair falls in golden wisps over his forehead and his ears, tickling the nape of his neck. you smile, glad he’s getting some rest. you’re sure he’s been perched in that uncomfortable chair all day. he’s probably missed all of his meals, crouched by your bed worrying.

you smile to yourself, wondering how you’ve ended up with someone so perfect. 

he stirs finally, his eyes crinkling as he yawns.

“rem,” you say softly, catching his attention as he opens his eyes.

“hey, sleepyhead,” he says, a tired smile painting his features.

you reach for him with your good hand, his long fingers reaching out and enveloping yours with ease. his skin is warm as he brings your hand to his lips, holding it there for a moment. your face heats up. embarrassed, you want to sink down into the cot and disappear, but you can’t run from him. he knows you too well.

“have you been here all day?” you wonder.

“of course,” he says, as if you’d be crazy to think otherwise. 

“you didn’t have to do that.”

“yes i did,” he says, frowning. “it’s my fault you went out there in the first place. you wouldn’t be hurt if i hadn’t convinced you to go skating.”

“hey,” you scold, “don’t say that. it’s not your fault. none of it’s your fault.”

he shakes his head, looking apologetic. you sigh, squeezing his hand.

“i’m serious, rem. i don’t blame you. i had a lot of fun, until that kid ran into me, at least.” you grin, trying to lighten the mood.

he can’t help the smile that creeps onto his features. “poor guy,” he says, “sirius wanted to hunt him down so badly. said he was willing to have detention for the rest of the year, if it meant he got his revenge.”

you roll your eyes. “what a hothead,” you laugh. 

“yeah, think the kid was pretty scared too. he send a card up, and some chocolate frogs.” remus passes you a card. you open it up, and a flock of little birds explodes from the paper, as well as a bright, sparkling message that says get well soon!

you smile, feeling much better already. you squeeze remus’s hand again, closing the card as he passes you a chocolate frog. 

“thank you,” you say in response, though both of you know you’re not just thanking him for the chocolate.

he nods in response, leaning over to press a kiss against your forehead.

tags: @delulu4marauders

[velvees-archive]

save for the dual destinies dlc case, i’ve finished my first play through of the mainline ace attorney games. incredibly solid series. i have a draft with my thoughts on each case in the aj trilogy + game ratings. dunno if i’d wanna post it though, it’s kinda long.

so instead, i’ll post some misc thoughts about phoenix and edgeworth portrayals across mainline/aai + my personal favorite interpretations of them by the writing team!

spoilers for AA mainline and AAI duology

by far, my favorite phoenix portrayal is og trilogy phoenix. the way he interacts with his environment and the people around him is very authentic, albeit rude as hell (which, in hindsight, is even more authentic for phoenix, so…). saw someone’s tumblr post mention that phoenix is such a “straight guy” which…yeah LMAO. real to life accuracy, so much so it’s infuriating. i think what i’ve played of dd’s dlc case captures what i wanted to see from post-trilogy phoenix in that he’s still an asshole and comically stupid, but not actually stupid, if ykwim. something i disliked abt the rest of aa5 and aa6 is how the writing team watered his character down to the following two oversimplifications: “phoenix only wins cases bc he bluffs!” and “uhh...what evidence does phoenix present now?”

don’t mistake a silly man for a stupid man. mia calls phoenix a genius in the og trilogy. phoenix dives in head first but he’s meticulous when it comes to drawing out the truth. most of all, he doesn’t outwardly show how frazzled he is (see that one drew misham quote about phoenix quietly watching the court as he’s accused of forging evidence), even if he feels that way. i get the colorful usage of expressions is for comedic effect but it just makes him look like he doesn’t know wtf he’s doing, and that’s a disservice to his character. yes, he bluffs, but he isn’t clueless. anyway, i’m excited to replay the first trilogy now that i “know” second trilogy phoenix. that might also just be my way of saying “give me back MY phoenix”, bc the last time i’m (mostly) on board w his portrayal is in aa4, and even then i didn’t like the dialogue in his forged evidence trial.

*though, as of writing this, i’ve seen some good arguments abt his forged evidence trial dialogue that make me think ok maybe it was actually pretty accurate. let’s see wht i think on replay

on the other hand, my favorite edgeworth—at least in principle—is post-apollo justice edgeworth. in many ways, i think how he’s portrayed at 35 is how he would’ve been had dl-6 not occurred, barring his career choice. still a bit pompous, still fairly mean (at least on the surface, we all know he cares more than he lets on) and perhaps a bit uptight, but self-assured and just. the writing team makes a point to show that edgeworth doesn’t care about prestige or fancy titles. that feels like him in a way post-first trilogy edgeworth doesn’t. this particular point was fleshed out in aa1 and rfta, tho, so idk if i can give yamazaki credit for it.

there are some things that will always bother me abt post-first trilogy edgeworth (the problems are present in the aai duology as well) where the writing team shoves him into a box teeming with boring tropes for his character archetype.

an example:

creds for both these pictures: me

edgeworth is fine w pictures in the first trilogy, but comes to hate them in the aai duology.

ik it’s small but honestly what was the reason? what justification is there for this outside of wanting to fit edgeworth into a “cold character” stereotype?

bridge to the turnabout and turnabout ablaze are only about a month apart. i’m not buying into the sudden aversion to picture taking, regardless how minute a criticism it is. in any case, i feel like what i’m trying to say comes through w these screenshots: yamazaki’s edgeworth is always just a little off.

i am forgetting where i saw the post and i have too many liked posts to scroll thru to find it again but i saw a reblog?? tumblr post?? abt yamazaki and takumi’s diff approaches to edgeworth, where takumi says edgeworth listens to trot while yamazaki thinks he’d listen to classical music, and if that doesn’t drive the point home, idk wht will.

why then, did i enjoy post-aj edgeworth most? short answer is i’m taking liberties w his development and its implications. while i never completely buy into post-aa3 edgeworth, i can digest and get behind most of him when i’m not nitpicking, unlike w post-aj phoenix. does edgeworth feel a little uninspired and one- as opposed to three-dimensional? yeah, but his core is so strong i can overlook it. i’ll miss seeing a developed edgeworth when replaying the trilogy. him at 35 makes me feel warm inside.

anyway, i didn’t intend to start hating when i made this post bc i ultimately still believe the second trilogy was pretty good, if not overly ambitious with it's storytelling. maybe i'll post that AJ trilogy review.

overall, tho, t&t and aai2 were my favorite games to come out of the franchise. i’m going to do that slow replay of the first trilogy, aai duology, and aj:aa before making final judgments.

[b-pxle]

apologies to my mutuals (esp my close ones esp fern i’m sorry fern i love you) for being mia for so long. i’ve had a lot of changes and things happen the last month or so and my bpd don’t like change so been having episodes and been eating so bad which has been setting me off more cus i hate myself i swear i’ve put on so much in the last 4 weeks

i’ve started restricting again and trying to get my head straight which means i’m having to focus on myself and i haven’t been responding to people which makes me feel incredibly guilty but ik i need time to sort my head out before i can be there for others.

i don’t want this year to end on so many lows.

oh and also, during the storm over the weekend, i went out and got hit in the face by a metal sign that had gotten lose and tbh i was lucky i didn’t lose an eye so been dealing with that. it’s made me scared of the world a bit again and so tired cus i’m healing cus i have a black eye and cuts all down my nose.

sorry again to my mutuals i love you all i haven’t forgotten anyone i’m just trying to keep myself sane rn😅😅

[dipperscavern]

Hi dippy!!! I know I’m late but congrats on 1k! The celebration idea is pretty epic. I’ve never seen someone do something like this before on here. Would ya mind if I got a fortune telling?? I’m not sure how to go about this so I’m just gonna turn off my brain and ramble. I’m sorry if this becomes too long 😅

I’m 4’10” (stumpy asf ik) and petite but curvy in “all the right places” as I’m told often. I’m black and an #audhdgirly (autism and adhd) so I am pretty awkward, shy, blunt/straightforward, energetic, and very quiet. That quiet shit goes out the window the moment i get to talking about one of my special interests tho (I could ramble on for hours without realizing it which can sometimes be embarrassing). Sarcasm goes straight over my head (bc of the ‘tism). I am always doing something to stimulate myself but I’m clumsy and often find random marks on me that make others concerned. I scare my loved ones often because when I’m overstimulated I tend to go nonverbal and find small, quiet places to be in alone and also bc I tend to go mia or wander around while lost in my head. (There has been too many instances in my life where a full on search party has been sent out to look for me when I’m literally just like under my bed, or in my closet, or something.) I have sensory issues like no fucking other and I’m incredibly creative for no reason at all. I enjoy spending time with my loved ones even if it’s being with them while they do something they like while I do my own things, or just sitting in silence with them (especially if I’m overstimulated) but I also cherish my alone time. I love physical touch (unless I’m overstimulated). I’m a cuddle bug (especially bc im cold all the time. like seriously it’s a problem). I am also very emotional and have meltdowns pretty routinely when upset. I do struggle to showcase my emotions physically (bc of the ‘tism) so most people don’t realize I’m upset until I start crying.

I LOVE food but I am a picky eater (bc of the ‘tism). My style is pretty cohesive. It’s a lot of soft sweaters, flowy skirts and dresses, tights, cardigans, mary janes, and bows in soft or deep colors like browns, tans, dark greens, dark blues, dark purples, whites, blacks, and pastels. I love books and film! I read and watch a lot of fantasy, horror, sci-fi, and mysteries. I’m really into history and love writing stories anywhere I can (I carry a journal and pen with me everywhere). I love autumn and winter so much. I love collecting things. I’m OBSESSED with music. I will listen to anything as long as I can vibe to it (from classical to heavy metal). I also play a few instruments including the violin, piano, and guitar. I really love museums, art galleries, fashion, sewing, crochet, and gardens(!). I love nature and animals so much and could wander in a garden for hours just looking at flowers, trees, other plants, and bugs and animals, and nature! I also enjoy making my loved ones things that they can use practically in their day to day life. I’m quiet but observant so I am usually able to make things that are personal to that specific person but benefit them in some way.

thank u for your congrats and i’m so glad u like the celebration!! come, come, and we shall gaze into this crystal ball of mine 🔮

oh… the one i see… are he and his friend gay? no no, wait, false alarm. ahem, moving forward — i see king in the north, robb stark. robb stark would love your curves, and tease you relentlessly about the height difference. he’d purposefully putting things on higher shelves so you need him to come get them (i hate him). robb loves sarcasm, but makes a big effort not to use it around you so he doesn’t confuse you, and would explain any sarcasm/anythign you’re confused about. he’s sooo caring about your clumsiness, always patching you up and catching you whenever you trip (you don’t know how he does it, he’s just suave like that you suppose). and robb loves quality time with u!! you guys doing your own things (as you said), but also knows when & respects when you need alone time. and robb lives for physical touch, he’s such a cuddle bug too’!!! and the garden part awh. robb taking you to highgarden once the war is over so you guys can stroll the gardens for as long as you like, as his thank you to you for sticking beside him all that time <3

[viavolterra]

do you think Tyler and Mia would ever work as a couple

(I know you have stated that they’re platonic in this universe but what about another)

Tyler was instantly attracted to her when she came into town he asked her on a date until Caroline interrupted

He gave up being with his friends just so he could be Mias Miss Mystic partner because she was new in town and wanted to help her

even Carol thinks that Mia would be a better girlfriend for Tyler than Caroline would be

Mia cares about him more than anyone in that town and unlike the rest she hasn’t made him a villain just because of the sirebond

she’s defended him to all of them including his own girlfriend

Sooo what I’m asking is. Do you think they’d work

TYLIA?!?!?!

It’s so weird that I got this ask bc this is actually something my friend asked me the other day and I’ve been thinking about it

in this allure universe, I would obviously say no. I always forget about them in season 1😭😭 Bc after that I kinda had this idea of making them like brother and sister but as time went on that failed majorly 💀💀💀 bc I’ve seen quite a few people shipping them

I gave up on the siblings vibes bc I don’t see why it’s gotta be either siblings or lovers…like there can be an in between

I think objectively Tyler and Mia would work as a couple, based purely on their personalities. They’re quite similar in some ways

for example when it comes to how they deal with pain, they either drink or get angry

they’re also a kinda anchor for each other, we see Tyler hold Mia back in certain situations when she wants to attack someone, and we see Mia comfort Tyler when he’s gone through this sirebond thing.

if they were ever together in another universe I feel like it would be kinda steroline coded. With Tyler being the one who fell first and Mia realising after a long time.

I genuinely cannot see them ever being a thing in the allure universe because I’m so used to writing them as this platonic wholesome duo (yes there was some flirting in the beginning but that was one sided and fizzled out as time went on)

but if I reallyyyyy strain my mind😭💀💀 and try to imagine a universe where Stefan/Klaus don’t exist and neither does Caroline, then I think, Yes.

I can see them maybe meeting in Whitmore College, neither of them sharing what they are until Mia stumbles across him on a full moon and seeing him transform then him realising she’s a vampire. Maybe some angst bc we know our girl Mia can’t live without any

then living happily ever after bc they actually have compatible personalities and I can see them spending an eternity together

NOT IN ALLURE THO💀😭 this was actually so hard to even think about like…my platonic babies. This ask gave me a headache, the amount of spiralling this sent me down💀thank you for making my brain work

Theres so much of them in my next chapter since Mia and Bonnie moved in with Tyler after homecoming.

in conclusion, AU Tylia not in mystic falls or with any of the group, Yes.

Allure Them would gag if they saw this ask….or maybe they wouldn’t

They’re so pretty

Tags: @cancerian-woman (purely bc Ik u like AU Tyler love stories and someone who actually defends him, @talesfromarandomsapphic , @andreal831 @avgvstlover @hyperactivewhore @hxllysalvatxre @saintsir4n

[bunveh]

i was so worried about you :( you really dont know how relieved i am to see that you're still here (by that i mean…you're well physically i hope.) youre one of the best mutuals (friends) i've had here! i dont what happened or who hurt you but don't let them get to you. youre more than what they say or think. what anyone says or thinks <3

dont try to sacrifice your mental health for a few randos on the internet. they can hurt you sometimes, yeah i know. but you deserve more. please take care of yourself ♡

Omg Roseee ! 🥹 Hiii I hope you’re doing wonderfully ! 🌸 First of all I’m super duper sorry to have worried you so much it definitely was not my intention whatsoever 😭🙏 and I must confess I haven’t been much of a good mutual to you or the others considering how MIA I’ve been for a really long time, I used to be super active on tumblr it’s just that it’s gotten a bit blehhh with some people and my perceptions of how IM perceived etc etc and also past tumblr experiences in a whole mixing pot I suppose, <- this is me rambling a little and I apologise but I just thought it’d be some explanation since you deserve one 😭🙏 I explained to Ray a little so I hope she has explained it to you and all 🫶 if not lmk !

I do want to thank you plenty for always being so exceptionally kind, 🥹🫶 and ik the whole vibe of tumblr is being nice and stuff but to me it genuinely felt like you’ve always gonna above and beyond, and you didn’t even have to at all but to me it felt more genuine than the artificial atmosphere this app always seems to have, thank you for being so kind despite me being sparingly available on here 😭🫂 I really do appreciate it more than you know ! 🤧🩶

Also some flowers for you that i saw omw to my lab ! <3

[zonerz]

Answers Update

OKAY IK THIS IS A TEXT BLOCK BUT DONT PANIC! We are good JKSDKJL

So it’s been about a month since the last chapter update, my b 💀🙏BUT I have good reasons, and I realized that while I mentioned it in an A/N on the fic itself, I probably have people following me here who haven’t seen that 😭👍Better late than never tho! Putting it under a cut bc it’s a bit long my bad

I’ve had a good chunk of chapter 39 completed since I uploaded 38, but as I was writing and reviewing my stuff to ensure consistency and such, erm, well 😭I’ve hit a point where the problems I’ve had on the backburner are no longer avoidable. Additionally, by nature of how long I’ve been working on this story (4.5 years mama mia 💀💀💀) I’ve had time to think about and enhance some #Lore 😳!

Reflecting on all of this, I really think that in order for the upcoming bits to be at their best and most impactful, I need to revisit the much older chapters and make some revisions. Which I know can sound beyond frustrating, but I would rather do this and make the whole experience much more consistent and satisfying than shoehorn in a bunch of stuff late-game and feel like a rugpull yk???

The main thing that pushed me over the edge is Hiro because the track that I’ve been on regarding his background/power set up is gonna lead me into an unsatisfying and unfun corner, and that’s not what I want. So I’ve been rattling that man around for months tryna figure smth out AND I FINALLY GOT IT! His character and personality won’t be changing so no worries there! Nor will introductions or roles, but I’ve finally got something set up to explain his powers a lot more reasonably as well as being able to have a bit more classic HB callbacks :]

Essentially I’m gonna do what I did in 2021 where I have a little laundry list of things to tweak and add so that the story is at it’s best! My writing abilities have definitely improved and grown since I first started writing this fic, so I’m finally able to add or depict things I simply didn’t have the skill level for before which is SOOOOO SATISFYING !!!

Currently all chapters up to chapter 14 have been updated with new action sequences, conversations, and grammatical/pacing issues resolved to be much closer to how I always intended for them to be--also some fun little 1.20 snippets that just fit in a way I’ve always wanted! Those cherry trees were too good to not mention 💖

When I’m done I’ll be uploading the real chapter 39 in the place of the A/N one and will denote which chapters got the most notable changes :> They’ll mostly be the ones from about 8-15 I’d say tho solely because of Hiro 😭 Love that bastard but he has been a MIGRAINE to sort out for YEARS

Anyways that’s all I’ve got 😭🙏Thank you guys sm for reading and for your patience and apologies for the change-up, but I do think this is a good thing to do for the health of the story even if it takes a lot of extra effort and time. It’s worth doing. Very funny to feel like I’m adding patch notes to a fic tho KLJSJKLDJ Answers HD 1.5 Remix moment

anyways ty and have a good one !!!

[kpophubb]

back to part II. 2:47am 🌙

Good morning Mia~~ rise N Shine sweetheart

I wish you a happy Tuesday 🥰

eat good and treat yourself kindly

See you flower ❣️ 🌹

~ 🐁

Hahah hello baby 😅🧡 just created an acc to write you a letter too, but OFC ME BEING ME, I forgot the password in a span of a few hours 💔 so I’ll just write you the reply letter here.

ꕺ♡ 💌 : ….𝕿𝖔 𝙼𝚈 нуυηวιη … ꕺ♡

♡….first of all, thank you so much for always leaving the sweetest messages for me to see right when I wake up in the morning. I hope you know I read your asks the first thing in the morning and they always leave me with a huge smile and a great start to the day. 💛

♡… aww thank you for saying that you will be there for me 🥺 I know you will🫶🏻 so don’t worry I’ll ofc run to my anonie if I feel bad ever and rant a lot but like you said, I’ll be okay so don’t worry love. You understand this thing I do, when you’re a people’s person you worry too much and get anxious when you enter a new place, worrying whether you will be able to fit in or not. Whether they’re gonna judge you for what you wear, do, say and whether they’re just gonna get you attached and turn out to be one of those people who always make you feel bitter at the end and leave. :( those are the kind of mixed emotions and fear I’m having now, bc personally speaking I’m really afraid of people irl and can’t maintain any sort of relationship that be friendship, family or romantic. And I’m also worried about my academic performance bc I’m not really talented or smart and struggle a lot with that. But I’ll be okay, cause I’m a strong girl 😤 ik after a few months I’ll be able to adjust and can take care of myself! I love spending time with me and at this point ik my self worth so well and what kind of people to give myself to, so there’s nth to grow afraid about!!

♡…soulmate best friend. Hmm. I can feel you as I always longed for one but at the end always got my heart broken by fake friends. But, I finally found my best friend and we’ve been friends since 4 years already and our understanding level and everything is too good to be true, I already feel like she’s my soulmate bff! 🫶🏻 I love her the most!! So that’s why it’s making me so sad that we’re moving to two different continents entirely and won’t be able to see or talk to eachother as much. Cause you know how hard long distance relationships can be..they fall weak and break over time and closer people replace you. And she’s someone I wouldn’t want to lose at all costs. Ofc I know we’re gonna make time for eachother and try our best to meet and call, but yet..some part of me is so scared it makes me feel super lonely. However, I know one thing for sure now that relationships are really about two things- effort & destiny. If a relationship is supposed to last, no force in the world can tear you away. And if it isn’t, no force can keep you together. Hence, I’ve left it all upto fate and am keeping my fingers crossed that nothing will ever change between us. 💔

♡… AH ANONIE there’s so much I’d love to tell you about myself and I’d love to show you pictures of the places I’ve been to and myself as well but I’m not very comfortable sharing my private life anywhere sadly✋🏻 :( bc our asks can be read by anyone here so..,, I’m hoping one day when we talk in private dms (If we do, no pressure so you can relax) then I’ll send you all the nice stuffs and you can get to know all about me that you want to. 💞

♡… and lol about the skincare! I was using this mask called the Chinese ginseng & rice mask by the body shop? I mostly use Thailand and Korean products on my face lol, they suit me more. (Esp thai products) 😛 I always buy a lot of skincare + body care and invest less in makeup bc makeup doesn’t really suit me much and I don’t like using it a lot. I prefer natural looks more 🫶🏻 what kind of products do you use anonie?? I’m curious!!

♡…about healing anonie. Healing takes time and can be really scary. Sometimes you feel like you take 2 steps forward with everything you’ve got but the next day you withdraw 10 steps backward and feel like you’ve lost it all. It’s okay love. Just hang in there and don’t overthink what’s to come in the future. Life is a cycle of happiness and sadness, if sadness comes so will the happiness and if happiness comes then the sadness is inevitable too. There’s nth to worry cause you can rest assured that if you cry, you will smile again for sure. And I’ll always obviously be here for you and give you my shoulder to cry on and try to cheer you up when you’re down. So you can always rely on me! ❤️

♡… aww you’re so hard working anon🥺 pls take proper rest as you need energy and good sleep and food if you need to work hard! I’m always acknowledging you and am proud of your steps even if they’re as trivial and little as going out of the bed every morning. I love you so much!! I’m not feeling my usual positive and happy self atm as I’m physically sick (period cramps + back pain and stomach aches) and also I seem to be crying and feeling like shit recently due to my period maybe idk but your texts and presence always cheer me up. I love you so much and thank you for everything, my hyunnie 💛

ꕺ♡ ….💌 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 ƒєℓιχ 🌤️ ꕺ♥︎

[☁️….𝗹𝗼𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗾𝘂𝗼𝘁𝗲] ⇘

"I thank you for being born, stay." 💛

[m1ckeyb3rry]

DHDGSJSJS touching grass for an embarrassingly long time SORRY I fear this is not quite the end of the grass touching….it should be soon though within the next week or so then I can go back to being chronically online ugh

PLEASE get rid of that /j im /srs episode Karasu PLEASEEE I lowk wanna see more of him in action at Bambi Osaka omg I remember when people were still theorizing Kira comeback lowk kinda fun reading all of their “analysis” but fr like npcs are needed…no npc shaming here their unimportance is important LMAO

LMFAO WAIT SENDOU FITS SO WELL peaked boyfailure energy i lowk forgot about him oops

LMAOOO dw 2k event will be nagipalooza trust…also OOPS thought i read the otoya one was a req somewhere my b but either way wait speaking of how’s that going? The otoya inspo before Karasu inspo is really funny though LOL

I HAD A FEELING I was trying to pinpoint who the dead boy was and figured Niko was the only reasonable option even if it wasn’t exactly him LMAOO

RIN ISEKAID BY A SHOT FROM SHIDOU TO THE HEAD LMFDOAOAOAOAAO im crying that would be a really funny crack fic

YESS THATS THE AUDIO LMAOOO omg you get me!!! But LOLL imagine Niko taking notes on who has the most vibrant hair like “yup ok they’re a main character I’m not gonna play against them they’ve got plot armor” and fr the otoya chive strip overpowers the 80% white on his head would not categorize him as white haired LMAO

LMFAOOO the stop fighting tiktok has me laughing but also omg eightbit did that scene kinda dirty omg

AUAHAHA I SAW THE ISAGI DRESSED UP AS KAISER ONE it’s actually hilarious the posing sent me

Oh wait that Aiku edit kinda….ok if he fr just cleaned up that stubble I would’ve been an Aiku fan a long time ago I just cannot get over the stubble…..this edit fr being aikus wingman though….we’re still in the homeboy zone that stubble lowk is a dealbreaker rn I won’t allow it….

OSISUHDIS KARASUUUUUU bro his voice…HIS VOICE >>>>>> Karasu my number one eightbit please continue to feed us

CRYING THATS SO LORENZO CODED he would def do that in oaeu and even in canon LMAOOO

I refreshed the page so I could send in this ask and got jumpscared by that….that….emoji….????? You used in your latest reply I’m gone

- Karasu anon

ALDHSHAHSJ IT’S OKAYYY it’s midterms week for me this week to be honest so i’ll probably be somewhat mia as well 😭 we are in this together but trust we will both be back and better than ever soon enough!!

PLSSS okay because i would eat up seeing him in bambi osaka ngl ughhhh i love him so much he’s literally my man LMAOAO anyways yeah i’ve seen the kira comeback theories circulating idk i think at this point it’s not going to happen but some of them were cool!! agreed though sometimes npcs can just stay npcs it’s okay 😭 focus the backstory and development on characters that are actually important HAHAHA

no because i ALWAYS forget about sendou except for his few mentions in the oaeu but he lowkey fits the vibes insanely well especially given his egoist bible info like he’s just silly 😭 you’ll never catch me caring abt him but sometimes when you need a character you need a character yk

AHDHSHSH 2K WE CAN ONLY HOPE my next event will probably be 1.5k i think…ik people do 1.2k a lot but i’m already kinda close to that and i’ve posted ONE 1k event req so uhhh yeah i’ll wait until 1.5k i think every 500 followers is a good rhythm and gives me some downtime too because i have so many fics i need to work on for myself too 😫

ngl i’ve been very scattered in my writing attempts UGH haven’t felt truly inspired by anything in a bit…wrote a couple sentences for pursuit and then closed the doc…wrote a page or two for a 1k event req and then closed the doc…wrote a bit for nagi’s oaeu and then closed the doc…fixed a typo in the in-progress-since-june chapter of PEREGRINE 😭 and then closed the doc…so the going has been rough 😓 i was briefly inspired for the oaeu and aiku did come and speak through me for a bit which was nice (can always rely on him for that) but then i was just not feeling it 😔 i didn’t end up starting the otoya one shot but lowkey maybe i should just try working on that and seeing if i get anywhere 😰 worst comes to worst i’ll rewatch violet evergarden or smth and be inspired to write the most soul crushing one shot for someone or another

NIKO IS ALWAYS CATCHING STRAYS LDFJJSNDS bro cannot catch a break reader’s uncle was fr in his isagi era or smth…anyways yeah it was him!! i love throwing in sly little #hehe references every now and again

OKAY BECAUSE LOWKEY THE VISION HAS ME CACKLING imagine it has one of those cheesy ass titles like “My Rival Hit Me in the Head With a Soccer Ball and Now I Have to Save the Cold Unifier of Japan!” or smth like that LMAOAOAO hold on who are we picking though…stan rin in yukimiya’s body or ninja otoya (i’d include gardener karasu but that’s not a fair option because we all know who we’d pick if he was a choice)

WAIT SPEAKING OF GREEN the blue lock additional times have made me realize otoya’s eyebrows are also green??? so he’s canonically green haired TO ME like the white isn’t even there fr…LMAOAAO niko predicts chigiri’s awakening before it even happens because no “background character” would ever have hair that bright 😭

PLSSS lowkey 8bit did not come through for us icl 😔 at least they made karasu and OTOYA ESPECIALLY really fine…next ep is looking like there will be some nagi and yuki action i’m hoping that means we get better animation since 8bit is just like me and loves nagi KDHDJSSJ

NO BECAUSE THAT EDIT IS FR WINGMANNING THE WINGMAN idk what it is but it’s fr making me go hmm….agreed the stubble just isn’t it i can’t get over it!! it’s like how kaiser looks 10x better with his shaggy gold emo hair than with whatever tf he has going on like come onnnn you have potential but i just can’t fully see the vision yet 🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁

KARASU’S VOICE IS SOOOOO NAHDJSDBHDDHSJDJHDSBS anyways i’ve been getting SOO many edits of him and otoya lately it’s amazing my fyp is literally flooded and yk i save EVERY ONE 😭 they’re lowkey popular now they kinda missing the times when they were #secret and it was only elite people who liked them 😔 JKJKJK ofc i’m glad we’re getting more content now TRUST but like…i better not see y’all mischaracterizing my boys…😒😒😒 those are MY emotional support idiot lovesick losers DON’T MAKE THEM PLAYBOYS PLEASEEEEEE I KNOW OTOYA’S A DUMBASS FLIRT BUT HE’S SECRETLY A RIZZLESS LOSER PLSPLSPLS

HELP i love throwing in random reaction images every now and again…wdym you didn’t like it…😕😕😕 (<- joking)

[ittybxttykxttytxtty]

I HONESTLY FEEL LIKE WHILE READING THIS FIC,MY DEFAULT SETTING WILL ALWAYS BE CAPSLOCK. SO I HOPE YOU'RE USED TO IT BY NOW. THANKS 💕

As for Matt, you’d admittedly been doing your best to avoid him. He still had no idea about the pregnancy, and truthfully you weren’t quite ready to tell him. Over the past couple of weeks he had been calling you and leaving the occasional voicemail, but you’d ignored him every single time.

I CAN HONESTLY SAY THAT BABY GIRL DESERVES THIS MOMENT OF PEACE. EVEN FOR A LIL BIT. GO AHEAD. I SUPPORT YOU IGNORING HIM. MAKE HIM SWEAT A BIT

“It’s just–” he began, grimacing before shaking his head. “Matt doesn’t know, does he? That you’re pregnant? Because you two aren’t together but you’re carrying his child. And I don’t think he’d be acting the way he is if he knew.”

FOGGY...YOUR FAITH IN MATT PUTS MATT'S FAITH IN GOD TO SHAME.

“If he knew the truth there’s no way Matt would’ve walked out on you like that,” Foggy told you earnestly. “There’s no way. He’d have stayed, I promise you that.”

FOGGY...BABY...

“I was crying and begging him to stay and he left . That’s on Matt, not me.”

“No, that man couldn’t possibly care about being a father. All he cares about is Daredevil and Hell’s Kitchen. He can have a relationship with his child, I won’t stop that, but I’m the one who’ll ultimately be raising this baby.”

YES YE SYS I ANBSJIA I CANT. SHE SAID IT. SHE HAS SPOKEN THE TRUTH.

“You don’t know Matt wouldn’t want to be a father.”

ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?!?! DID HE TALK TO YOU ABOUT IT?!?! DID HE SAY HE HAS PLANS TO BE A DAD IN THE FUTURE. IK IDK MUCH BECAUSE MY KNOWLEDGE ABOUT MATT WANTING TO BE A DAD IS LIMITED BUT WITH ALL THINGS CONSIDERED HE DOESNT HE REALLY SCREAM FATHER MATERIAL

“But I know Matt. He wouldn’t walk away from his own child. He wouldn’t .”

OKAY, FINE. IF FOGGY SAYS IT THEN I KINDA MAYBE SORTA ON THIN FUCKING ICE ACCEPT IT I GUESS. BECAUSE I TRUST FOGGY MORE THAN MATTHEW RN.

“You and I will be just fine on our own,” you whispered drowsily, patting your bump. “I’ll find a way to make this work. One way or another, we'll both be okay.”

BET, BABY GIRL. WE CAN MAMMA MIA OUR WAY THROUGH THIS. MERYL STREEP AND I BELIEVE IN YOU. 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

“Are you fucking serious, Matt?” Foggy snapped.

TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH TO SNAP AT HIM BUT IT IS WELCOMED. GO AHEAD. TEAR HIM A NEW ONE.

“Fog, I’ve been trying to reach out to her,” he replied calmly, trying to soothe his friend’s anger. “I’ve called her countless times over the past couple of weeks. I’ve left her multiple messages. She keeps ignoring me and not answering my calls. Clearly she doesn’t want to hear what I have to say. There’s nothing I can do about that.”

i cant even bring myself to use capslock on this....it just baffles me how committed he is into not putting effort...like i am honestly amazed at this point. how can you say you love someone and not even make any effort in trying to make things right? or even try to end it without any bad blood...is he fr?

Matt’s hand twitched from its place on the desk out of instinct, ready to dart out and grab Foggy’s wrist, but he was stunned when his friend actually landed a hit upside his head.

AND HERE COMES FOGGY WITH A STEEL CHAIR

“And I’m disappointed in you! You damn well know you could show up at her apartment if she’s not answering your calls. You’re just making excuses.”

THAT'S IT. CALL HIM OUT LIKE A PRIEST CHASTISING SINNERS IN CHURCH.

“Okay,” he agreed, nodding again. “Okay, I’ll go talk to her. I promise.”

I'LL BELIEVE IT WHEN I SEE RESULTS.

After thots:

- baby girl deserves that me time 💕✨ go ahead, queen and lil devil, bond ✨ relax ✨ ignore thy father ✨

- did matthew even try? honestly? like him trying feels so forced?? that im beginning to doubt his feelings for her

- welp, we now know that these idiots would literally not survive without Foggy 🫂

Anyways, another chapter another round of feels 🥹 sending hugs and patience to everyone even to you, Ms. Bella. ik that typing matt's actions causes pain 🫂

Seeking Forgiveness [Part Four]

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader Word Count: 3.7k

[Full summary and installment list for this series can be found here.]

Warnings/tags: 18+ contains angst, emotional hurt, delayed comfort, pregnant Reader

a/n: This one switches POVs at the end to Matt's. Hopefully you like the update because I quite enjoyed writing Foggy in this one. You'll see why... Feedback is always appreciated!

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Chewing another bite of your burger, you were barely focused on the conversation occurring at the table amongst your friends. You had been starving ever since the four of you had met at the restaurant, the smell of grilled food causing you to salivate the moment you’d stepped through the doors. So once the waiter had placed your burger on the table in front of you–the one thing you’d been craving nonstop all day–you’d tuned everything else around you out. Marci had shot you a curious look when you'd first dug into your food, but you’d chosen to ignore that, too.

Initially you’d set up this lunch date with your friends so that you could break the news to Foggy and Marci that you were pregnant. For the past two weeks now Karen had helped you keep your secret, but now that you were eight weeks along and had seen that everything was progressing well at your first ultrasound, you thought it was time to clue the pair of them into things, too. You’d been appreciative of Karen’s support lately, but truthfully being even less alone in everything right now sounded even more comforting and appealing.

As for Matt, you’d admittedly been doing your best to avoid him. He still had no idea about the pregnancy, and truthfully you weren’t quite ready to tell him. Over the past couple of weeks he had been calling you and leaving the occasional voicemail, but you’d ignored him every single time. And since you hadn’t had the heart to hear his voice or whatever it was he had to say for himself, you currently had twelve unopened voicemails from him. 

You knew you needed to tell Matt the news. Every day you told yourself that, and every day it was a constant battle with yourself between ripping the bandaid off and showing up at his apartment to tell him or not. But then you always became emotional at the thought of just seeing Matt again, and you ultimately always came to the conclusion that you just weren’t quite ready to face him, not with this. You also knew that it wasn’t the sort of news you thought you should tell him in a phone call, either. So for now, Matt had no idea you were pregnant with his child. 

“Whoa, slow down there,” Foggy teased from across the table. “Your burger is not going to get up and run away from you if you set it down to breathe for a moment.”

It took a second for you to realize that he was even talking to you, having been too focused on eating your food. Your gaze slowly slid up from your plate, noticing three sets of eyes on you. Thankfully Karen’s expression was more amused and knowing than confused and judging like Foggy and Marci’s across from you. Swallowing down your bite of burger, you lowered it back down towards your plate, sitting up straighter in the booth. You sent the pair of them across from you a sheepish smile, watching as Marci’s hand rose up towards her mouth. 

"You've uh…got some ketchup," she said, gesturing beside her lip. “Right here.”

Reaching over, you grabbed your napkin and dabbed at the glob of ketchup on your face. You could still feel all three sets of eyes on you as you wiped off the ketchup, and one look up from your plate confirmed your suspicions. Eyes darting over towards Karen beside you, you saw her send you a slight nod and a soft, encouraging smile. With a sigh you wiped your hands off on your napkin next, figuring now was as good a time as any during this lunch to break the news to Foggy and Marci. And at least the irritating hunger-nausea that seemed to accompany early pregnancy was temporarily abated with how fast you’d eaten half of your burger.

“Sorry,” you muttered. 

Foggy waved a dismissive hand, shrugging his shoulders as he sent you a smile. “Not a big deal, though I thought you had asked us here because you wanted to talk to us about something.”

“There uh, there actually was a reason,” you agreed, nodding slowly.

Your eyes slid back and forth between Foggy and Marci, your fingers fidgeting nervously with the napkin still in your hands. The pair of them curiously focused on you from across the table, lowering their utensils and giving you their full attention. Biting the inside of your cheek, you contemplated how you were supposed to tell them something so big. How did you lead up to telling someone that you're pregnant? So when you inevitably couldn’t think of anything to gradually broach the topic with, you opted for just spitting it right out.

“I’m pregnant,” you announced. “Just over eight weeks now.”

Marci’s eyes instantly doubled in size at the news, her lips parting in surprise as she gaped at you. Foggy’s jaw literally dropped, his entire body going rigid in the booth. From beside you, you felt Karen place a gentle hand on your shoulder, giving it a brief comforting squeeze.

“Holy shit,” Foggy breathed out.

You shot him another sheepish smile, still fidgeting with the napkin. “Yeah,” you muttered, “that’s about what I said initially, too.”

“So–so is it…Matt’s?” Marci asked slowly, her brows drawing together.

“Yes,” you answered.

“Whoa, whoa, wait a minute,” Foggy said, frantically waving his hands in front of himself. “You’re pregnant? Like right now? With Matt’s baby?”

“Yes,” you repeated.

Marci began to run a hand through her blonde hair, her lips pursing together as that furrow between her brows grew while she tried to process the information. Foggy was still sitting in the booth beside her and staring at you in utter disbelief. After a minute of that incredulous expression on his face, you quirked a brow at him, no longer able to stand the silence that had fallen over the table.

“What?” you asked him.

“It’s just–” he began, grimacing before shaking his head. “Matt doesn’t know, does he? That you’re pregnant? Because you two aren’t together but you’re carrying his child. And I don’t think he’d be acting the way he is if he knew.”

“Yeah, well,” you began bitterly, picking up your glass of water and bringing it to your lips for a drink, “that’s Matt’s fault.”

“So you’re just not going to tell him?” Foggy asked in shock, his brows shooting up onto his forehead. “You can’t possibly do that to him. You wouldn’t .”

“I am going to tell him,” you said, setting your glass back onto the table. “I tried to tell him that I was pregnant the night we broke up. But he wouldn’t stay to talk to me. Said he needed to go deal with the Russians. Again . He’s the one who told me to leave that night. Told me I could tell him whatever it was I needed to when he got back or that I could go." You winced, eyes dropping down towards your half-finished burger. “He left me alone that night–left us alone. So forgive me for not rushing to tell him the news a second time,” you snapped. “Because I don’t think I should have come last that night on his list of priorities, so right now he's not exactly at the top of mine.” 

“If he knew the truth there’s no way Matt would’ve walked out on you like that,” Foggy told you earnestly. “There’s no way. He’d have stayed, I promise you that.”

Your eyes flew up from the table, landing back on Foggy across from you. There was an almost pleading look on his face as he sat there across from you. But as you opened your mouth to respond, you could feel that familiar rush of anger unfurling inside of you as you remembered that night.

“I practically begged him to stay and talk to me, Fog,” you growled, one arm possessively wrapping around your abdomen. “I was crying and begging him to stay and he left . That’s on Matt, not me.”

“I absolutely agree with you on that,” Foggy replied quickly, nodding his head. “He briefly told me what happened that night and I agree that he fucked up. Big time. But knowing what I do now? I know Matt needs to know the truth. He needs to make things right–”

“There’s no way Matt could make any of this right, Fog,” you cut him off. “And even if there somehow was, do you really think Matt would want to raise a child? With what he does? How obsessive he gets over things? The way he doesn’t even take care of himself?” You shook your head quickly, one arm still possessively wrapped around your belly. “No, that man couldn’t possibly care about being a father. All he cares about is Daredevil and Hell’s Kitchen. He can have a relationship with his child, I won’t stop that, but I’m the one who’ll ultimately be raising this baby.”

“You don’t know that,” Foggy countered, shaking his head as he leaned across the table towards you with that pleading expression only growing more desperate on his face. “You don’t know Matt wouldn’t want to be a father.”

“Actually, Fog,” Marci said, cutting him off, “I think I’m with her on this. From the things I’ve heard about Matt’s hobby from you and Karen, I was honestly shocked he had managed to successfully keep a relationship for as long as he has. But being a father? That’s an even bigger responsibility. I mean, he already has difficulty prioritizing the firm with you and Karen half the time. You really think a baby would be any different?”

“Yes!” Foggy exclaimed, his eyes darting between you and Marci. “Matt has his flaws, sure, I know that. I do,” he continued fervently. “But I know Matt. He wouldn’t walk away from his own child. He wouldn’t .” 

"I'm with Fog on this," Karen said, catching everyone's attention. "I think Matt wouldn't be acting this way if he knew."

Marci’s eyes narrowed at Karen, her head slowly tilting to the side. "You already knew she was pregnant, didn't you?" she asked. "Because you don't seem very surprised right now."

"She showed up at my place shortly after the breakup and I told her," you explained. "I just didn't want to be alone in all of this. I had been waiting until after my ultrasound to break the news to you and Foggy next. I just–just wanted you all to know so I wasn't entirely alone."

Marci’s hand slid across the table towards yours, grabbing onto it. She sent you a warm smile that swiftly quieted the anger you felt towards Matt that had been burning inside of you for weeks now.

"You're not alone in this," she assured you, squeezing your hand. "You've always got us."

"Yeah," Foggy agreed, his face softening when you glanced at him beside her. "Whatever happens with Matt in all of this, you know we're always here for you. Through anything."

Tears began to fill your eyes, your lips trembling at the show of support. Truly you were grateful that everything with Matt had led you to at least meeting all three of them.

"Thanks guys," you whispered. "You don't know what that means to me."

Shutting your apartment door behind yourself, you turned and leaned your back up against it, slipping your aching feet out of your shoes with a deep groan. Head rolling back against the door as you stretched your toes, your eyes took in the sight of your empty apartment. Everything was neat and tidy except for the couch in your living room, which was often where you found yourself cocooned in a soft blanket whenever you were home lately, binging your shows and trying to ignore the hollow, lingering pain in your chest from your persistent heartache. 

The pillows on your couch were a mess, a couple of them stacked together and resting against an armrest that you'd long since claimed as your usual spot. The extra height of them stacked helped with your nasal congestion–another unfortunate perk of pregnancy you’d recently come to learn about. Your plush blanket was still strewn across the cushions looking exactly the same as when you'd crawled out from underneath it earlier to get ready for your lunch date with your friends. Truthfully your couch still looked about as inviting as anything could to you lately.

With a sigh, your right hand absently landed on your belly. Any other normal Sunday in the past you'd have had plans with Matt right now. Grabbing groceries together or maybe getting coffee. Planning out dinner or listening to audiobooks on the couch. Having mind-blowing sex in the bedroom that left you blissed out and pleasantly exhausted afterwards, the pair of you remaining naked in bed just talking and losing track of time for half the day.

But not today. 

Though admittedly it had been awhile since Matt had been able to give you his undivided attention on a weekend. Usually he had been trying to catch up on work or sleep before he went back out again as Daredevil at night. But that didn't stop the sting of his absence that you’d felt over the past few weeks since the breakup.

Eyes dropping down to your abdomen, a faint smile curled your lips upwards. You weren't truly alone though. Not fully. And at least Foggy and Marci knew the truth about your pregnancy now and were completely supportive of you. That's what mattered at the moment. 

"Alright my little devil," you whispered to your small bump affectionately, "what's on the agenda for tonight?"

Lifting the hem of your shirt up with your other hand, you stretched out the spandex band of your maternity pants with a frown. They had become far more comfortable than your actual jeans this past week, especially once those had been near impossible for you to actually button closed. You’d recently bought a few basic maternity items, but the maternity jeans made you feel considerably less attractive with that stretchy band reaching up to almost the bottom of your bra. 

"Should I get into something significantly more comfortable than these maternity pants?" you asked your bump. "Maybe those cozy, stretchy leggings I just bought? Then you and I could curl up and take a nap on the couch before figuring out dinner?"

Pushing off of the door, you bent down with another groan as you picked up your shoes and placed them in the nearby closet. Afterwards, you shuffled your tired feet through your living room and straight towards your bathroom just through the short hallway.

"But first I'm going to pee for the millionth time today," you muttered under your breath. "Something I feel like I'm doing all the time now."

You used the bathroom quickly before heading to your room, taking your time to switch your clothes into something more comfortable. It wasn’t like you were planning to go out anywhere for the rest of your Sunday night. It didn’t matter that you were wearing a massive oversized shirt and a pair of maternity leggings that you’d rolled the waistband down to just below your bump. No one was going to see you, anyway.

“Alright,” you murmured as you left your bedroom, shuffling your way back down the hallway towards your living room. “Let’s nap and figure out dinner afterwards. Seems like you’re feeling pasta tonight, so I guess that’s the plan.”

Settling onto the couch, you pulled your feet up onto the cushions and underneath your blanket before you laid down. Almost instantly you could feel your sinuses closing up and you tried to ignore your irritation at it. At least it wasn’t the nausea, because that admittedly had been the worst part of everything so far. Getting comfortable on the couch, you tugged the blanket up to your chin, your eyes steadily closing as your exhaustion began to overtake you.

“You and I will be just fine on our own,” you whispered drowsily, patting your bump. “I’ll find a way to make this work. One way or another, we'll both be okay.”

Matt leaned forward, resting his elbows on his desk as he buried his face in his hands. He was tired and annoyed this morning, irritated that his Sunday out hadn’t been too eventful last night. Ever since he’d finished dealing with the Russians, having gotten Petrov into police custody with the help of Mahoney, Hell’s Kitchen had been oddly quiet on the organized crime front. Which was poor timing considering the fact that Matt hadn’t wanted to stay in his apartment where he’d just be reminded how alone he was every night. 

It didn’t help that he’d been sleeping horribly, too. He wasn’t out as late as he had been for the past few weeks, meaning he had the time to sleep, but he clearly lacked the ability lately. His mind just wouldn’t seem to quiet, becoming almost louder than the sounds of the city around him when he tried to. Which was also quite irritating. 

With an annoyed huff, he slid his hands down his face, straightening back up in his chair. He picked up his glasses from his desk and placed them back onto his face. He was tired but he still had work to do. There was a frustrating case he’d been helping Foggy with lately and he figured he could distract himself with that today. He didn’t want to think about anything else.

Though Matt had barely gotten far focusing on the case before he heard Foggy entering the office, closing the door a bit harsher than usual behind himself. Even Karen startled in her office at the unexpected rough slam of the door. Matt’s brows furrowed behind his glasses immediately afterwards when he heard Foggy make his way straight to his office instead of his own. 

Confused, Matt’s head darted up just as Foggy threw his door open. He could practically feel the anger radiating off of Foggy as he stepped into the room, his breathing heavy and his heart beating a little faster than usual. Matt’s eyes narrowed curiously behind his lenses at the tension in Foggy’s body and the increase in his blood pressure.

“Are you fucking serious, Matt?” Foggy snapped.

Matt's brows knitted further together, even more confused at Foggy's behavior this morning. He hadn't seen Foggy all weekend, what could he have done to upset him?

“About what exactly?” he asked carefully.

Foggy stormed further into the room, roughly slamming both of his hands flat on Matt’s desk as he leaned forward. Matt’s head tilted curiously to the side, noticing the elevation in Foggy’s heart rate further increasing. Apparently his answer hadn’t been the right one.

“You said you’d talk to her, Matt!” Foggy yelled. “You told me you were going to apologize and make things up to her! You told me that!”

Of course this was about you.

“Fog, I’ve been trying to reach out to her,” he replied calmly, trying to soothe his friend’s anger. “I’ve called her countless times over the past couple of weeks. I’ve left her multiple messages. She keeps ignoring me and not answering my calls. Clearly she doesn’t want to hear what I have to say. There’s nothing I can do about that.”

Foggy scoffed loudly, angrily shaking his head. “There’s nothing you can do about that?” he shot back sarcastically. “Are you serious? Dammit, Matt!”

Matt heard the way Foggy’s hand swiftly rose from the desk, swinging through the air towards himself. Matt’s hand twitched from its place on the desk out of instinct, ready to dart out and grab Foggy’s wrist, but he was stunned when his friend actually landed a hit upside his head. 

“What the hell, Fog?” Matt snapped, scooting back in his desk chair as he ran a hand over the sore spot on his temple. “What’d you hit me for?”

“Honestly, I–I’m surprised you even let me do that,” Foggy said, his anger briefly replaced by surprise. “Figured you would’ve stopped me before I could.”

“Well I didn’t think you were actually going to hit me!” Matt shot back. “Why the hell did you hit me?”

“Because I’m pissed at you, Matt!” Foggy roared, anger quickly returning. “And I’m disappointed in you! You damn well know you could show up at her apartment if she’s not answering your calls. You’re just making excuses.”

“Show up and do what, Fog?” Matt retorted. “Force her to talk to me when she clearly wants nothing to do with me? Hurt both of us even more by forcing that interaction? It’s probably better if she goes on hating me anyway. She’ll move on faster, at least.”

Foggy’s hand flew to the bridge of his nose, pinching it between his fingers. Matt heard the sharp hiss of his frustration between his gritted teeth. Seeing how upset Foggy was had Matt quickly beginning to question just why he was so worked up over this situation. It was between you and him, after all. Why did Foggy want you to apologize and talk this badly?

“Just promise me you’ll go over there and physically talk to her, okay?” Foggy said, his anger barely restrained. “That you’ll offer her a proper apology and talk to her?”

Matt shifted in his seat, his eyes once again narrowing behind his lenses. “Why is this so important to you?” he asked carefully. “It’s been a few weeks now, why are you still so adamant that we talk?”

“Because,” Foggy said, his fingers releasing his nose as his hand lowered to his side, “I know how important it is for the both of you. And I also know how stubborn and idiotic you can be. Someone needs to kick you in the ass before you make a big mistake an even bigger one. So just promise me you’ll talk to her.”

Matt’s tongue slipped out between his lips, nervously wetting them. After a moment he nodded, hearing the way Foggy’s heart rate started to gradually decrease back to its normal pace.

“Yeah, alright,” he assured his friend. “I’ll talk to her.”

“And I mean soon, Matt,” Foggy pressed. “Not in another few weeks.”

“Okay,” he agreed, nodding again. “Okay, I’ll go talk to her. I promise.”

[jebewonmorelike]

Ik I have been mia for too long but I just saw the post you made yesterday and all I want to say is that it's okay. We all enjoyed your writing a lot and for us they are very precious. Take all the time you need and even if you don't feel like writing anymore, it's okay. Everything's okay. Don't worry yourself too much about this. At the same time, don't forget to take proper rest and care. Because your health always comes first. Enjoy your time off from here. And don't forget to stay hydrated or else🔪🔪🔪

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💕💕 thank you per usual ✨ anon. i appreciate it endlessly. i’m definitely not going to be completely leaving zumblr or anything— even my “break” won’t be a full break lmao. i think i’ll just keep doing what i’ve been doing for the past month… which is just posting something whenever inspiration and motivation strikes! it’ll just be completely no pressure and natural.

ily 🫶 thank you for checking in and i hope you are well and taking care of yourself too!!

[okskz]

kcon.

mia + stray kids ft. hongjoong

mia bumps into hongjoong backstage at kcon and are stuck to the hip while being there. and someone starts getting suspicions.

hope you guys enjoy! sorry I’ve been so MIA, work has gotten so busy but I’ve missed writing. please feel free to leave feedback because sit is always appreciated! also ik kcon happened so long ago but I had started this post and fr wanted to finish it so here you go!

[9th member of stray kids]

“wow, they’re doing amazing.” mia said as she stood next to chan. ateez were in the middle of their first performance, opening for the kcon concert. the two were at the side of the stage, holding onto roses. they were the mc’s to open up kcon as well.

once ateez had finished up their stage performance, the group had came down to enter backstage. they were stepping down where chan and mia were located and the group said their hello’s to them. hongjoong was the last to come down and his smile turned brighter upon seeing mia. she gave him a little wave and smile before he was out of sight.

the two got on stage and began to speak. “kcon LA, what’s up!?” mia said. “how is everyone doing?” chan said after.

after talking some more to the crowd and letting everyone know what to expect for the show, the two began to throw roses in the crowd. mia went on one side and chan on the other. “make sure you catch it.” mia laughed before throwing the last rose in her hand. chan and mia were done and made their way down the stage to go backstage and meet with the rest of her group.

“mc mia!” jisung cheered as soon as the two walked in. “you did good, my lady.” he said in english. mia giggled, hugging jisung. “thank you, hannie.”

the girl walked over to where seungmin was laying on the couch, eyes closed. “someone’s tired?” she chuckled. “very.” he said, having one eye opened. “I hate having to get used to a different time zone.” he groaned. “I want to go home.” mia continued to chuckle. “we’ll be back home in no time, don’t worry.”

everyone was gathered around the dressing room, sitting in different spots. their performance was last, so they had a lot of time to spare. some had to start getting makeup and hair done since they would be out to mc on stage as well.

“I want to be on stage again!” mia exclaimed. “I saw many fans with our lightstick out there.”

“patience, mia.” chan snorted. “we’ll be out there before you know it.”

“yeah, yeah. patience.” mia said, getting up from her seat. “I need to use the bathroom.”

“let me come with!” jisung said. “for what?” mia snorted.

“so you don’t get lost.” jisung answered. “you tend to do that a lot.” he said.

chan nodded. “he’s right. you need to have one of us at your side at all times.”

mia gave the two a glare. “excuse me but I am not a child.” she said. “I’ll be fine.” mia smiled. “and I do not need you.”

the girl was making her way out of the dressing room before chan called out to her again. “okay, don’t take long! it’ll be your turn to get ready soon.”

“yes, leader!” mia shouted back as she closed the door. the walk to the nearest bathroom was pretty far, but mia knew she could get back to her dressing room with no trouble.

but once finishing using the bathroom, mia walked down the hallway, passing ateez’s dressing room and got noticed by mingi. “mia!”

“oh, hey you.” she chuckled. mingi came closer to the girl but got pushed to the side by hongjoong. “mia!” he said, getting right in front of her. “saw our performance?” he asked in a cool tone while leaning on the wall. he had a brow raised with a smirk as the girl answered. “I sure did. very nice job by the way.” mia smiled. “but- my boy mingi stole my attention.” she teased, seeing hongjoong stand up straight as his smile vanished.

“yeah, you saw me?” mingi came next to mia, placing an arm around her. “I sure did do great. thanks, friend.” the two shared a laugh with each other. mingi slid his arm off mia, heading back to the dressing room. “see you around, mia!” the girl let out another laugh as she waved goodbye to him.

now it was just hongjoong and mia.

“were you heading somewhere?” he asked

“yes, actually.” mia answered. “back to my dressing room. I needed to find the nearest restroom but it still ended up being far from my room.” she chuckled.

“maybe that’s a good thing it was far.” hongjoong said after. “I probably wouldn’t have bumped into you right now.” he smiled. “how have you been?”

“you know, touring.” mia said. “and I know you guys have another tour soon.”

“yeah-“

“I guess we’ll have to wait on hanging out again.” mia smirked. “we both did have some pretty busy schedules from the last time we were together.”

hongjoong nodded. “you’re right about that. but of course, when our schedules die down, we’ll have to see each other again.” he gave mia a soft smile in which she returned. “totally.” she said back.

“let me walk you back to your room?”

“if you insist.” mia chuckled, sensing hongjoong becoming nervous when asking her the question. “I’m sure my members are waiting for me. I’m taking a little longer than expected.” mia said before letting out a small gasp. “they probably think I’m lost and now they’ll never let me go out to places alone.”

“why would they think you’re lost?”

mia stayed silent for a bit, debating on letting hongjoong know why. “it’s a long story.” mia chuckled. “but I’ll say it started back when they forgot about me at an airport.”

“what!?” hongjoong exclaimed. “how did that happen?”

“because I had to use the restroom and no one seemed to wait for me.” mia said, finding it ironic she had to use the restroom right now. “so you going to a restroom alone isn’t a good mix?”

“to them it isn’t.” she chuckled. mia opened the door to the dressing room with it being all chaotic inside. hyunjin was the first to notice mia. “there you are- and you’re with hongjoong.” he said once seeing him behind the girl. all eyes were on them now. “only you manage to start wandering around and have someone bring you back to your dressing room.” jisung laughed.

“ah, well. I have brought you your member back.” hongjoong played along. “thanks, I’ll give you a tip next time.” chan laughed as he got in front of the two, grabbing mia’s arm to drag her inside. the girl not getting a chance to tell hongjoong goodbye. “will you stop doing that! you take too long.”

mia jokingly rolled her eyes before sitting on the chair to start on hair and makeup.

and before they knew it, the group was on their way to go on stage. “mia! good luck out there!” she heard hongjoong call out to her. he made his way closer to their dressing room when he knew the group was about to go on stage. mia swiftly turned around, smiling at hongjoong then giving him a finger heart.

mia laughed when hongjoong pretended to catch it and placed it on his chest, laughing as he did so.

while being on stage and performing, the group were now on god’s menu. instead of doing the choreography they all walked around the stage, greeting fans as they did so.

and while they were doing that, the rest of the groups who performed at kcon were on the sides of the stage. mia had walked over there and the first group she noticed were itzy. all of they danced and cheered for mia and when she came close, the girl reached out to them. the group cheered more, happy to see mia up on stage. they even did the du du du part of the choreography with each other before mia left.

mia then walked more to the side, waving at the other groups. she then saw mingi and gave him a a small wave. when hongjoong noticed mia, he came to the very front and the two made eye contact before smiling at each other. he reached out his arm for mia to give him a fist bump, in which she did and the two shared a laugh.

mia waved at the rest of the members of ateez before leaving that side and going to the other.

hyunjin was slightly far away from mia, but noticed the interaction from the two. he was dancing to not get distracted and look suspicious from watching them.

and at the end of stay kids’ performance, all the groups were called back on stage for one final goodbye. “this was fun.” mia said to minho. “I’m glad we were able to perform.” minho nodded in agreement.

“tonight we will celebrate in our hotel room.” chan said when the group was gathered all together. “sounds like a plan leader.” mia cheered.

towards the end, some of the members went to greet other groups on stage. yeji and mia were together dancing around. “ah, mia! you guys did so great up there.” yeji complimented. “you guys did too!” mia said. “your performance with ryujin and bebe rexha was also amazing!”

after that encounter, mingi had came up to mia. they did a little handshake that they had together. hongjoong came up to the two as well and gave mia a side hug. “you definitely know how to have the spotlight on you.” hongjoong said. “yeah, mia. you did great up there. amazing dancing you did as well.”

“thanks guys, you guys did so amazing as well. I enjoyed watching your performance.”

“so did we to you guys.” hongjoong smiled.

it was time for all of the groups to leave the stage. mia had went back to her group, standing right beside hyunjin. he had helped mia go down the steps. the group were walking back to their dressing room but mia was stopped by hongjoong as he stood at the side, waiting for the girl. “oh hey you.” mia chuckled as he began to walk with her. mia now being behind her group. “can’t seem to get enough of me I see.” mia laughed.

hyunjin looked back and a smile crept up his face as he looked at the two walking together.

“it seems as it, doesn’t it?” the two shared a laugh. “I was thinking, when we’re back in korea, we could possibly grab dinner or lunch again?” he asked nervously. “-not as a date, because uh you know- I know you don’t want that right now.”

mia smiled at hongjoong’s nervousness and playfully shoved his shoulder with hers. “yah, don’t get like that around me.” she said. “but I’d love to-“

“yes!”

“-except I’m not going back to korea after this.” mia said which made hongjoong’s smile drop. “you’re not?”

“nope.” mia shook her head. “I’m actually flying out to texas. I have a month break so I want to spend it with my family and be back home again.”

“ah, I see.” hongjoong said. “then I guess I’ll wait for you when you’re back.”

“I’ll try to be back for your concert.”

hongjoong’s eyes lit up. “yes! you most definitely can come, mia. I’d really love that, for you to make it.” he said. “because I definitely want to see you before touring again.”

“how long will you be gone?”

“mmm, don’t know yet still.”

“well then expect a phone call from me everyday.” hongjoong chuckled. “alright you said it. so I’ll definitely be expecting one everyday that I’m in texas.”

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mia heard knocks coming from her hotel room, she sprinted out of bed almost too fast, thinking it was changbin since he did mention he would pass by her room before going to sleep.

“oh, it’s just you.” mia said as she saw hyunjin on the other side.

“I’m sorry, were you expecting someone?” hyunjin questioned. “perhaps, hongjoong?” he teased. mia snapped her head at him. “no? I was waiting for changbin.”

“oh, changbin?” hyunjin teased some more, he kept smirking at the girl. “hyunjin! stopped that!”

the boy chuckled, going to sit on mia’s bed. “it’s just I’ve noticed you and hongjoong have been stuck to the hip today. just curious as to know what’s going on.”

mia slowly sat next to hyunjin as she thought about the whole night at kcon. hyunjin was right. mia noticed that every time they saw each other they would be close. but mia didn’t see much of it. “I mean, yeah we’ve been pretty close today but he’s just a friend.”

“could’ve fooled me.” hyunjin whispered. mia glared at him as the boy only laughed. “so what about you and changbin?”

“what about me and changbin?”

“are you two dating again?”

mia was quick to shake her head no. “not at all.” hyunjin stared at the girl. “but, you guys have also been very close.” he said.

“changbin and I-“ mia said. “you cannot say anything. but we’ve been, kinda dating again? I don’t know what to call it. but we have been kissing a lot lately.” she said honestly. hyunjin’s eyes widened. “I so knew it.”

“but we haven’t really said that we’re a couple again.” mia said. “I don’t know what we’re doing actually.”

“we’ll all I can is, watch out for yourself. we don’t want another incident like the first time, mia.”

mia thought back about her break up with changbin, which made her stomach churn from the memory. a memory she didn’t want to relive again or at all. and with the way things were turning with changbin, she now feared if it would happen again and if what they were doing was a good thing to do.

and mia felt like she was now in a dilemma.

[tbmaybank]

Hey! Can you maybe do a jj x reader were she’s diabetic and they are getting ready for bad and she asks him to give her long term insoline shot(she needs to take it on her 🍑 cheek) and he distracts her so she won’t feel it and after when they’re laying in bad she’s like “u know that’s very sweet but im used to it” and he’s like “ik but I don’t want you to be in pain”

Here you go! I hope you like it ❤️ sorry for how long it took!

And sorry I’ve been completely MIA for so long! I haven’t written anything in what feels like forever. Life got… rough for a bit, but I’m starting to feel more like myself so hopefully I’ll be writing more often now! I have a couple ideas for little series to write and some requests to get though, but I’m so glad to be back!

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It had been a perfect day spent with your boyfriend, JJ. It had been a long time since you two had been able to have a day where you guys could just relax together, just the two of you, considering all the drama thats surrounded your friend group recently. You had, admittedly, spent most of the day tangled up in the sheets of his bed, leaving only to go get food in town. You were aware that to most people, it may seem like a boring, wasted day. For you and JJ though, it was truly perfect. There was one problem, though.

It was getting late.

You groaned as you curled yourself against him more. “I should probably start driving home soon.”

“No.” He says as he tightens his grip on you.

“J, I have work in the morning.” You say while trying to hold back a giggle.

“Just stay,” he nuzzles his face into your neck, placing a soft kiss against your skin, “you have extra clothes here for work, so just stay with me.”

You considered letting him keep trying to convince you, but honestly, you were so tired, and so content laying there with him. So, instead, you just nodded and a yawn escapes. 

“Okay, I’ll stay,” you say, smiling as a satisfied hum comes from him, “but you have to help me with my insulin shot before we can go to sleep.”

He drags himself to a sitting up position, nodding as he says “Okay, get up.”

You move off the bed, going to get the syringe ready for him. “You aren’t nervous about stabbing me?”

“Y/N, I’ve seen like, 3 episodes of Greys Anatomy. I’m more than qualified for this. I could give you open heart surgery if needed.”

“Yes, of course you could, J.” You say through a giggle, making your way back to him and handing him the syringe. You explained to him what to do, despite his obviously extensive knowledge on everything medical related from those 3 episodes, and lower your shorts for him as you turn around.

“Did I ever tell you about the time I broke my arm?” He randomly asks you as he begins cleaning the area with the alcohol wipe you gave him.

“Uhm, no? I don’t believe you did.”

“It was when I was 10. I had told John B that I could jump from my roof to the tree next to it, and he said there was no way I could. Naturally, I had to prove him wrong.” He tosses the wipe into the garbage next to the bed and picks the syringe up.

“Naturally.” You repeat, rolling your eyes, though letting a small laugh come out. “Guessing you didn’t make it?”

“Oh no, I made it. The issue was staying on the tree once I did.” You feel the needle go in, but he keeps talking. “I managed to grab a branch on the way down, but not for long. Hit the ground.” He pushed the plunger down, sending the liquid into your skin. “John B was freaking out. Of course I kept saying I was fine, even though I was crying and my arm was very clearly broke.” He takes the needle out, and places a small bandaid on the area, and then places a small kiss on top of it before pulling your shorts back up.

You turn to face him. “Well, I’m glad nothing worse happened.” You softly kiss his lips before climbing back into bed, him following right behind you, pulling you right into his arms. “You know, you don’t have to try to distract me when giving the shot. I have to do it every day, I’m more than used to it.”

He sighs, placing a kiss on your head. “I know, babe. But used to it or not, shots hurt. And I don’t want you to be in pain.”

“You’re amazing, J.” You say, snuggling up closer to him. Another yawn escapes you, and he leans over to turn off the lamp.

“Yeah, yeah, okay. Go to sleep, y/n.”

“Love you.” You say through yet another yawn.

“Love you too.”

[jaehyunspeachparty]

7. The first time (m)

"Okay, unfortunately the twins always eat when they want and sometimes at night too. And Sunoh sometimes cries ..." "OKAY STOP!" Mia sighed and put down all the bags. "It's not the first time I've taken care of the children." Mia rolled her eyes and picked up Kiwoo. "Yeah I know, but are you sure you want to take care of all of them here. So are the others okay with that?" You look around "The boys are all good friends with Jaehyun. Winwin is one of his best friends. They love the kids and the kids love them. Relax at home. Live it up. Nobody wants to catch you having sex again." Mia winked and you blushed. "Okay okay. Have fun then. Johanna is waiting for me anyway." You now put Geon in your sister's arms and she smiled. "Oh, are you still seeing Johanna? Is she okay?" Mia asks and you nod. "Yes, everything's fine. It's getting better every day. But she urgently needs to get something, so I'll go shopping with her until Jaehyun is home." "Then give her my regards and have a nice weekend with Jaehyun." Mia grinned and you had to laugh. You then kiss your children and quickly get out of the apartment. But as soon as you were out of the building, Sunoh looked at the door. "Mummyyyyy ..." He started crying and then ran to the entrance. "You are with me and Xiao Jun and all your other uncles today," Mia said and Sunoh looked at her very calmly for a moment, but then he looked back at the door and realized that you were not coming back. "Mummyyyyyy ..." He kept crying and he could hardly breathe because of it. "He always does that. Even when he's alone with Daddy," said Miga and sighed. "Since when? We always spent so much time together", Mia said and doesn't know what to do anymore. Miga just shrugged her shoulders and Mia realized that she hadn't been there for a long time. "What does your Daddy do then?" She asks desperately and Miga grinned. "Daddy puts him in front of the TV, but we can't tell Mummy." Mia knew that you didn't want the children to sit in front of the TV all the time, but she didn't know what to do now either. Sunoh was still sitting in front of the door crying. Louis looked at him desperately. Mia couldn't help it. She turned on the television, turned on a children's program and sat Sunoh in front of it. He immediately became calm and with his wet eyes he stared into the screen. "Wow. It worked," she said and Miga nodded. "Yes, I told you." The girl grinned and watched with her brother. But no sooner had Sunoh calmed down than Kiwoo began to cry. Mia immediately ran to him and picked him up. He didn't stink yet, so he must be hungry. She was looking for his milk immediately when the door opened. At that moment Sunoh ran back, hoping that you would come back. But it was Lucas who opened the door. Sunoh looked at him disappointed and started crying again. Lucas was very surprised and at first he didn't know what to say. "Sorry, I thought it would be easier," Mia said, looking guilty at him. "No problem." Lucas laughed and crouched down next to the boy. "Hey big guy! Shall we play something?" He asked and Sunoh suddenly became very calm and he nodded. "Up with you." At that moment Lucas picked him up and spun him around. Sunoh started giggling, and he was having a blast. After he put Sunoh back on the couch, he stroked his head. "Again!" Sunoh giggled and looked up at Lucas. "Give me a break, big guy. I'll be back later, okay?" He grinned and Sunoh nodded immediately. The boy sat down in front of the television again and was quite satisfied. "Wow you are good with him," Mia said and smiled. "I have a little brother and I think I'm good with kids." Lucas sat down with her and helped her with the twins. "Hmm ... I’m different than my sisters, I’m not good with kids..." She looked at the twins and sighed. It was quiet for a moment between the two of them because Lucas didn't quite understand. "What do you mean? You took care of them for a while." "Yeah, I thought it was easy. Sunoh keeps crying after Y/N and it got harder with the twins. I don't understand how my sister manages it all like that." "When do you tell her you're going to move out and that you dropped out of university?" Mia has spoken a lot about it with a few of the guys, but she hasn't been able to tell you yet. "I bet she'll be angry that I'll not longer study. I don't know how to tell her." Mia sighed and strokes the cheek of Kiwoo, who happily suckled on the bottle. "Because her and Jaehyun pay for it?" Asked Lucas. "No. Education is important to her. She always says that I should never become dependent on someone. But look at her. She has four children with a man. Doesn't that make her dependent on a man?" "Well, she sure meant financially." "If I continue modeling, I'll have enough money. Besides, I already make money from my looks." Mia sighed and now put Kiwoo in Luca's arms so she could feed Geon some porridge. "You look really good, I'm sure you're doing the right thing." Lucas looked deep into her eyes and Mia felt the tension again between the two. "Thank you," she says softly and her gaze stayed in Luca's dark eyes. She took a deep breath when they both heard Kiwoo making his burp on Lucas shirt. "Oh no," Mia said and saw Kiwoo spread his puke on his shirt. "Okay, no problem. I'll just take it off." Lucas put Kiwoo back down and immediately undressed. He put his shirt on the couch and then took Kiwoo back in his arms. Mia was frozen and looking at his abs. But at that moment the door opens and Xiao Jun came into the apartment with Ten. "What did I miss?" Ten asked with a fat grin when he saw Mia with a topless Lucas. Xiao Jun didn't look very happy either. "Kiwoo made his burp on me. I guess it brings luck." Lucas grinned and looked at the baby. Ten raised an eyebrow and Xiao Jun only nodded skeptically.

The children had settled in well by now. Ten was really good with Miga because she was very interested in his clothes. "And that's Gucci," he said, showing her his newest jacket. "Gucci? That's nice!" Miga grinned and her eyes become big. "And this Dolce & Gabbana." He showed her the next item in his closet. "Wow!" Miga was blown away and she tried to remember all the designer names. "And this?" She ran to a black leather bag. "Yves Saint Laurent," Ten said then. "Ik salad auren?" Miga had difficulty saying that. "No, Yves." "Yves," Miga repeated.  "Saint." "Saint," said Miga again. "Laurant," Ten spoke very slowly. "Laurant", Miga repeated and grinned. In the meantime, Hendery joined them and saw Ten practicing the pronunciation of Yves Saint Laurent with Miga. He raised an eyebrow and looked at the two of them. "What are you doing here?" He asked. "Ten shows me his new clothes." Miga was very enthusiastic about him and looked up at him. "We practice designer names," said Ten, shrugging his shoulders. "Isn't she a little young for that?" Hendery asked, sitting on the bed. "Take a look at her. She's already beautiful, it doesn't surprise me with her parents if she doesn't even become more famous than Jaehyun later on and she'll surely be covered with all the designers. She has to practice all of this early on." Ten grinned and looked at the girl. Hendery shook his head. "What if she doesn't get famous." "She will. Miga, tell Hendery what you do with your Daddy." Ten put his shoulders on the girl and turned her to face his friend. "I'm playing in a drama with my Daddy," she said proudly. "And who else is playing in there?" Ten asked further, although he already knows the answer. "Uncle Lee Min Ho, Uncle Park Seojoon, Aunt IU," says Miga. "Wow, good cast," Hendery said, looking at Ten in surprise. "Isn't it? This drama is going to be incredible and she's a part of it." Ten grinned broadly and then turned Miga to face him. "Shall we put make-up on you now?" He asked excitedly and Hendery had to laugh because Ten was so happy because Miga was like a doll to him. "But Daddy said I can't wear makeup." Miga looked sadly at the floor. "But your daddy isn't there and he doesn't need to know, okay?" Miga's mood immediately raised. "YESSSSS!"

Kun came to visit the dorm. He now lived in his own apartment with his wife, but he had the apartment next door. Since his wife was just four months pregnant, he wanted to practice with Kiwoo and Geon right away. Winwin meanwhile fed Kiwoo and Kun put Geon on his lap. "It's unbelievable how time flies. Jaehyun just already has four children," said Kun and looked at the little boy. "He cheated a bit too, with having had twins," Winwin said with a wink. "That's true, but still. Somehow I only saw Jaehyun only with girls." "I also thought that he would rather only have girls. But you can't choose something like that," Winwin laughed and watched whether Kiwoo choked. "Don't you even want children?", Kun asks him and Winwin shook his head. "No ..." He was always silent about it. Winwin was generally very silent about his family. "Hmmm ... okay." Kun nodded and stroked Geon's back. "I hope I have a girl. I think I could handle that better," said Kun then. He was pretty excited that he was going to be a father soon. The story with him and his wife was very difficult as she was not known and she was Korean. Her parents didn't want her to marry a Chinese man and there were many problems that still exist to this day. But in the meantime a lot has calmed down and they are expecting their first child soon. "I also think that a girl will suit you," said Winwin and smiled.

Meanwhile, Lucas and Yangyang play with Sunoh. Since everyone was dorky, the three of them had a lot of fun. They enjoyed the time with Sunoh so much. "I thought I had a lot of energy, but I think I'll be more tired in front of him," said Lucas as Sunoh jumped onto his back. "Yes! Children have so much energy!" Yangyang laughed and saw Sunoh not let go of his friend. Sunoh giggled the whole time and barely came to rest. "Having kids is hard then," said Lucas and something changed in his gaze. "Yes? Lucas, what's wrong?" Asked Yangyang. Lucas was a bad liar and he could hardly hide anything. "You know I have something with Yiren. So we're not together, but we're having fun. You know, right?" Lucas stammered this to himself and Yangyang rolled his eyes. "Lucas, either you're with her or she's here. It's not a big secret now." "Okay, okay. She's not getting her period anymore and she may be pregnant," Lucas admitted. "Oh, have you already done a test?", Yangyang then asked and Lucas shook his head. "Then don't stress yourself. Take a test and it will show up," he tried to reassure his friend. Lucas nodded, but still wasn't quite sure. "I know, but you know. I'm in love with ..." Lucas stopped and sighed. "You know this can't work. You would only destroy a friendship. We have talked about it so many times," Yangyang sighed, but he could understand. "I know, I know..." said Lucas and starred in the emptiness. 

Xiao Jun just came out of the shower when he was about to speak to something. "What was this today with Lucas?" He asked and sighed. Mia looked at him confused and shrugged. "Nothing." "But you've been talking a lot lately." "Can't I talk to your friends?" Asked Mia and looked at her boyfriend. "Yes, but there is a certain tension between you." Xiao Jun sat on the bed and looked sadly at the floor. "Hey, it's nothing. I only like and love you." She put her arms around his shoulders and kissed his neck. Xiao Jun smiled gently and Mia pulled him completely into bed. "Do you remember how we first met? There was an immediate attraction between us."

4 years ago: When Mia first came to Seoul, it was a different world for her. She was never really able to visit her older sister before because your mother never allowed it. But when Audrey and Victoria just took the initiative, everything worked out. It was weird for Mia, because the last time she saw you, you only had Miga and suddenly she is in the place where you have your life. And when she took care of Miga and Sunoh, she felt that she had lost too much of her sisters. She barely kept up just because she was the smallest. There was always the suspicion that she had a different father than her other sisters. Even if Edward was always there for her. She could have taken a test before, but she was afraid to know the truth. But sometimes she felt so distant from her sisters that it might even be a relief to find out that she is not a part of them. A lot of things were so strange to her, you and Audrey only longed for a family and Mia doesn’t want that. Victoria was the sister she had the best connection with, but she also lived so far away. All of the sisters lived on a different continent so it was difficult to be a family. After the children were in bed, someone knocked on the door and Mia remembered that a friend of Jaehyun's would come over. And when she opened the door, her chin fell almost to the ground. "Hi, you're Y/N's sister, aren't you? I'm Xiao Jun." The boy with the blond hair grinned and Mia blushed. She liked him very much right away. She didn't know what it was. He wasn't really her type, but she caught his eye immediately. "Yes, hi, I'm Mia." She smiled and immediately led him into the apartment. "Hi Mia. I just have to hand over the keys.” He gave her the keys and smiled gently. "Would you like something to drink?" Mia didn't want him to leave right away and she tries her chance. Xiao Jun looked around and wasn't sure. "Jaehyun comes back very late and my sister has only just gone out with my other sisters. And I'm so alone here ..." She pawed and looked up at him with wide eyes. "Well, I still have a little time." He grinned and of course he was pleased because he found Mia quite attractive.

It then became more than an hour. They both drank beer and wine and talked a lot. "Okay, let's play a game." Mia was a little drunk by now and she was trying to have a little fun. "Okay ..." Xiao Jun was still a little nervous and he held onto his drink tightly. "Then we play dare, choice or truth. You can choose." "Truth ... I guess." "Well then, answer me the question. Do you find me attractive?" Mia winked and she leaned against her hand. "Yes you are very attractive..." Xiao Jun blushed. "Good. I also choose truth." "Do you find me attractive?" Xiao Jun asked curiously. "Yes, you are hot." Mia took another long sip of her wine and grinned. "Okay. I choose dare now," he said and Mia knew immediately what she was going to say. "Kiss me," she said with a big grin and Xiao Jun raised his eyebrows. "You don't have to." She winked as Xiao Jun was suddenly on her and his lips pressed against hers. And both immediately found that it was right and it wasn't long before they wanted more. At first it was just innocent touches, their hands slipped under clothes until everything was taken off. "Do you have something to use?" She asks, looking up at Xiao Jun. He shook his head. "No, I really didn't expect it." "Okay, I bet my sister and her husband must have condoms somewhere." Mia got up and immediately ran into her sister's bedroom. Without a guilty conscience, she searched the drawers and quickly found what she was looking for. She ran back with the aluminum pack and opened it straight away. "The evening is saved," she said with a wink and already put the condom on his tip. "Oh God," Xiao Jun groaned as she pulled it over his length. "If you already like this, then I'm curious how I must feel for you." She winked and pushed him down onto the couch. She sat on top of him and grinned. "Are you ready?" She asked and Xiao Jun nodded. She lifted her hips, took his length, and sat on top of them. Both began to moan and Mia wondered how long it had been since she felt something so good. She began to move her body towards him, and Xiao Jun clutched her waist. "Oh shit," he whispered and it was hard for both of them to be quiet because Sunoh and Mia slept in their rooms. But despite everything, they let themselves go, they felt their bodies and immediately noticed that they harmonized. Their touches grew tighter. Mia felt his length and rode closer to her orgasm. Xiao Jun grabbed her too and continued to fuck her ... and much harder now. They both enjoyed the pace and knew the sex was perfect. His hands grabbed her breasts and he had to moan because it made him all more happy. They were so inwardly that they no longer even noticed their surroundings. But suddenly Miga heard a voice. "Mia?" You came into the room and suddenly Mia and Xiao Jun sat up. "Xiao Jun?" You look confused to the two and see how they tried to cover their naked bodies with a blanket. "Oh my God." Victoria came also and for both was this a stupid situation. "I hope you have prevented, Mia! Mum kills us if you come home pregnant." Audrey's eyes were full of panic. Xiao Jun quickly tried to find his clothes together. "I'm so sorry, I ..." He was completely red in the face with shame. Victoria couldn’t stop laughing and Xiaojun tried to put on his clothes quickly. "I'll go, I'll call you." He said to Mia and disappeared quickly from the apartment.

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[reverielix]

Ik I've been mia asf, and I have also written probably 50k of that story that I have in different documents, written all over again because I hate my writing

But I also love the idea so I won't give up on it

Sorry for literally disappearing though sjdjdjd

I'm currently at 2k words in my newest draft of the Changbin fic and I think I've finally established a plot structure, pattern and diction I like. I'm still working on how to show the characters' traits but I think this time I kinda got the hang of it because I've been working with these characters for so long!

So, a little info about the fic/synopsis:

Flames reduced Changbin's house into ashes, and the first one to offer shelter to the Seo family is Mariana's mother. But what if the two families are too dysfunctional each on their own to shoulder the burden of the other? What happens when Changbin becomes a reminder to Mariana, a reflection of her past? Will she finally stop running from herself?

- a tale of a young girl desperately searching to fill her void when all she has to do is look within (a duet yet to be fully written by the overly perfectionistic and self-critical @reverielix )

PS pls don't give up on me lol I'm trying