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Heavy Heads and Heavy Hearts | Quinn Hughes

Summary: Quinn gets injured as a game. His girlfriend takes him and cares for him.

Pairings: Quinn Hughes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Anxiety, Head injury, food, angst, mentions of vomiting (no actual vomiting)

Notes: Hi guyss! Hope everyone is doing ok! Injured Quinn got the most votes, so here we are! This one is the longest one ive done so far, I definitely did not mean for it to be as long as it is but here we are. Also, im not a professionl in any way, so i cant say this is concussion accurate. I just went off of my experience in dealing with athletes that have Concussions, and my own Concussions lol. Anywaysss I hope yall enjoy. Love Soph.

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There was something so gut-wrenching about watching the man you love get injured. One second, Quinn was cutting quickly around the back of the net, and the next, he was getting slammed into the boards hard. It was nothing. You get hit, you get up, and you keep going. It was simply a part of hockey.

Except this time, Quinn wasn't getting up. He wasn't moving at all. You stand up, heart in your throat. The room feels like it's tilting. The sharp shrill of the refs whistle cut through the air, stopping the play as the refs skate over to where Quinn is lying motionless on the ice.

They are calling for medics. Your head is spinning with the worst possible scenarios as you excuse yourself from your seat and practically sprint to the locker room. One of the security members holds out a hand to stop you.

"Ma'am, you can't be here, please exit this area"

Great. Just fucking great. This is exactly what you need right now. The overwhelming need that aches in your bones demanding to know that Quinn is ok makes you want to cry. Because now this fucker won't let you through. And you're nearly too panicked to do anything about it.

The logical route would be pulling out Quinns wallet, that has his ID in it, and explaining that you are his girlfriend. But with your anxiety high, and your heart in your throat logic is not the first thing on your mind.

"Listen buddy," you start, ready to absolutely rip this guy a new one. Thankfully for him, one of the trainers who knows you happens to be exiting the locker room.

"Let her through, Jace, that's Hughes' girl" he says, waving you forward. The security guard- Jace apparently, lets you pass with a grumble.

By the time you get rink side, Quinn is (half) conscious- thank God, and being half carried off the ice by Petey and Boeser. He's transfered to the care of two medics, who sit him on a bench and begin to check him over.

One of them is asking him questions gently, both to keep him awake and assess the damage to his head. While the other stabilizes his neck. "Can you tell me your full name and today's date?" One of the medics asks.

"Quintin Jerome Hughes," he slurs, eyes fluttering, "its Feb'uary... twenty-second, twenty-twenty-four"

Your breath hitches. He got the date wrong. You can't help the panic that rushes through you. "Good job Quinn, do you know where you are?"

"Van, Roger's arena," he mumbles, "playing hockey"

"Good," the medic hums. "we need to take off your equipment to make sure you aren't injured anywhere else. Is that ok?"

"Y/n" he mumbles, eyes closing and head tilting forward, his head snapped back up a moment later, and if the other medic hadn't had his head stabilized he would probably have mild whiplash.

"Stay awake for us, Quinn. Is Y/n someone you'd like us to call?"

You spring forward at the mention of your name, "I'm here," you say, pushing past a couple of people who are standing around, ready to assist if the situation gets worse.

"My girl" Quinn slurs, his lips tilting into a small smile. Your heart flutters at that. In the midst of his delirium, he still cares about you dearly.

"Hello Y/n, I'm Sam," the guy who's been asking him questions, "and that's Kieran," he says, nudging his head towards Kieran, who gives a small smile.

"Do you think you could help us remove his equipment?"

"Yes absolutely, just tell me what to do" you say, glad that you can help.

"Can you remove his jersey and shoulder pads? Kieran needs to keep his neck stable, and I need to check for any other possible injuries. And keep him talking"

"Yeah, of course," you start by bending his elbow to slide it out of the sleeve of his jersey.

"Hey Quinny" you say softly, sliding his other arm out of his jersey "you played really really good today, I'm so proud of you"

"Thanks baby," he murmers, "glad you're here." He tries to lean his head against your chest, he huffs when Kieran doesn't let him, and you can't help but let out a breathy laugh, patting his head lovingly.

Kieran tilts his head to one side, allowing you to pull the jersey over his head. You deposit it in his cubby behind him and make quick work undoing his shoulder pads and pulling them off gently.

"I'm glad I'm here too. What do you wanna eat when we get home?"

Sam gently asks you to move out of the way so he can check Quinns upper body for injuries. The second you aren't doing something, the anxiety rises back to your chest. You take a deep breath and begin to unlace his skates. You pull them off, slipping a pair of slides on his feet so his socks don't get wet.

"Hmm" he hums in thought "potatos...?"

You laugh, "Alright Quinny. We'll have potatos"

Finally after palpating his whole body to make sure he doesn't have any other major injuries, testing his reflexes, and asking him a bunch more questions. They diagnose him with a minor concussion, and give you a list of things to look out for.

They deem it safe enough to leave you alone with him for a little bit and tell you to change him into something more comfortable. It takes a bit of work to take off his hockey pants and shinguards and get him into a pair of sweats and a hoodie.

By the time you're done, the equipment manager and the medics have collected the rest of his equipment. After making sure his hockey bag is fully packed with everything, you grab his keys from your purse, while the EM helps you bring his bag to his car, and the medic helps you half carry him down.

He can mostly walk on his own, but better safe than sorry. On the ride home he keeps his head resting against the window, a cool compress is wrapped around his neck, and he's holding one over his eyes with one hand, while the other holds yours tightly.

You trace your thumb over the backs of his knuckles soothingly and keep him talking the whole way home. "What kind of potatoes do you want when we get home, Hon?"

"Can I change my mind?" He asks sheepishly. He's still talking very quietly and slurring his words a little, but the medics said that was nothing to worry about unless he started getting worse. So far, it was nothing to worry about.

"Of course my love, anything you want" you bring your intertwined hands to rest on your chest. It's a comforting weight over your heart, that you didn't know you needed until it was there.

Your phone lights up from the cup holder, it's a text from Petey, saying that the Canucks won the game. There are a few other texts, from his parents and brothers. You make a mental note to reply to them as soon as you get Quinn settled at home.

"Can we have noodles?" He mumbles.

"Yes, of course, love." You can't help but kiss the back of his knuckles. Watching Quinn get injured to the point of losing consciousness was not something you ever wanted to experience ever again.

"Your boys won, by the way," you say softly.

"The did?!" Quinns head shoots up front the window, and he is filled with instant regret as a sharp twinge shoots down his neck and to his shoulder.

"Ow fuck" he mumbles, laying his head back against the cool window.

"Careful love," you gasp, squeezing his hand.

"I know, I'm sorry," he mumbles, squeezing your hand back. You sigh, you have been on edge since he got injured, and it didn't look like the anxiety would dissipate for a while. You would just have to deal with it and try not to be an over bearing worry wart.

"You guys won 5-2" you smile, finally pulling into your apartment parking lot.

"I didn't do much except get my brains knocked around" he grumbles. "Some captain I am"

You scoff, flicking him in the nose lightly. "Don't sell yourself short, Quinny. Three of those points are yours."

Quinn wrinkles his nose and leans forward to bite your finger. You yelp, snatching it away with a glare. He sticks his tongue out at you, and you laugh, your chest feeling a little lighter than before.

"Come on, let's get you upstairs. " You say, undoing your seat belt and getting out of the car. You run around to his passenger side and open the door for him, and help him step out of the car. He throws an arm over your shoulder, and you wrap one around his waist. He's not as wobbly on his feet as he was earlier, but he still isn't at full strength.

Quinn squeezes his eyes shut and tucks his face against your hair. The florescent elevator lights were not pleasant in his state. "Can we keep the apartment lights off?" He mumbles against your hair.

"Sure love," you said rubbing your hand up and down his back soothingly, "we're almost home," you fish the keys out of your purse and unlock it. You toe your shoes off at the door while Quinn slips his off easily and you guide him to the couch.

"What do you want first, baby? Food or a shower?"

"I'm not really hungry" Quinn mumbles, laying on the couch and adjusting the ice pack under his neck. You sit on the couch handle, stroking his hair back from his forehead. "I know honey, but we should try to get something light in your system, if you're feeling upto it."

Quinn sighs. He knows you're right. "I can make you toast? Or a sandwich or something?" You offer, smoothing your thumb over his hairline.

"Do we have bagles?" He asks

"Yeah, we have bagles, I'll make you one of those?"

"Yes please," he mumbles, you plant a kiss on his forehead and go pop a bagle into the toaster, "can you do it with cream cheese and jam?" He asks, chewing on his lip nervously.

"Sure, Hon, I'm gonna make myself some tea. Do you want a cup?" You ask as you pull the cream cheese and jam out of the fridge.

"No thanks, I'm ok" he mumbles. After his bagle is done being made, you help ease him into sitting position, and sit next to him with your cup of tea. He eats a bit more than half the bagle, and you finish off the rest before deeming it time to shower.

You remember all the messages from his family, and quickly shoot them texts, saying that he's ok and you just got home and you'll talk more when he gets settled.

"I'm gonna put these back in the freezer while we shower, yeah?"

Quinn nods, handing the ice packs to you to put in the freezer. You help him up slowly and lead him to the bathroom. You keep the lights off and leave the door open so you have a little bit of light from the bedroom.

While the shower warms up, you grab a clean change of clothes for both you and Quinn and set them on the counter before helping Quinn strip. He has to brace an arm against the wall while you hold him steady with one hand and maneuver his clothes off with the other.

"I'm sorry," he murmers against your hair as you help him step into the shower.

"Oh Quinn, there's nothing to be sorry for," you say, sitting him on the shower seat.

"I'm sorry you have to take care of me like this." He huffs, resting his head against the cool Ike of the shower wall, "I feel so pathetic, " his voice cracks, and your heart nearly breaks.

"Quinn, my love, taking care of you is not a burden. It's a pleasure. I love you to the ends of the earth, and I would do anything for you, my sweets. " You kiss him on the forehead sweetly as if to prove your point.

He doesn't say much about it after that, but you can tell he still feels bad. You make quick work of washing his hair, being very careful of where a small bump has formed on his head. You scrub him down and rinse him off before shutting off the water.

You wrap a towel around yourself and then dry Quinn off gently before helping him change into his pajamas. "Let me change and then dry your hair a little bit before we have to put an ice pack on your head, ok?"

Quinn nods. He sits on the counter, leaning against the wall while you change into your pajamas. You plug in the hair dryer and dry his hair, keeping his head steady with one hand. As soon as his hair is no longer soaking wet, you help him off the bathroom counter and into bed. You grab the ice packs from the freezer and help him position them on his head and neck until he's comfortable.

"I'll be back in less than ten minutes, baby. I'm just going to grab your stuff from the car, ok?" You say pulling on a pair of sweats and a hoodie over your pajamas.

"Ok" Quinn mumbles, "I'll call if anything" he says patting his nightstand to make sure his phone is there.

You kiss him on the forehead and pull the bedroom door halfway closed so the light from the hall isn't too bright. Grabbing his car keys and your phone from the counter, you hit the call button on Ellen's contact as you slip out the door.

She picks up on the first ring "Hows he doing?" She asks immediately. She sounds distressed, maybe like she's been crying. You don't blame her. They probably haven't heard anything unless someone on the team contacted them, and you have no idea how bad it looked on TV.

"He's ok, Mrs. H, it's a mild concussion. His symptoms aren't worsening at all, and they said with some rest he'll be significantly better by tomorrow"

Her sigh of relief was unmatched. "He'll be out of play for a couple of weeks, but they just want to make sure he's back to 100% before he's playing again." The elevator finally opens, and you hit the button for the parking garage.

"Thank you so much, Y/n, im glad you're there with him. I know he's in good hands. I'll leave you be love, Jack and luke are super super anxious and would appreciate a call from you. Text me if anything happens."

"I will, Mrs. H, tell Mr. H I say hi"

"I will dear, thanks for taking care of our boy"

"Of course El, he's my boy too," you smile.

You swear you can hear Ellen smile over the phone. "We love you dear, I'll talk to you tomorrow ok. Don't forget to take care of yourself too"

"I will, I love you guys too. I'll text you updates"

"Alright, bye dear."

"Bye," you sigh, pressing the end call button, just as the elevator opens to the parking garage. As you press the button to open the trunk, you call Jack.

"Y/n," he huffs out, not even after a full ring. "How's Quinn? If he ok? What happened?" Before you can answer any of Jacks questions, Luke's voice cuts him off, "is Quinn ok? Are you guys at the hospital? It looked really bad -"

Before their panicked tangents can get worse, you interrupt them both. "Take a breath, you two," you say calmly, breathing exaggeratedly so they can copy you "in and out, relax. Quinn is ok. He's ok"

"He's ok?"

"He's ok" you repeat. You feel the tears start to build, and your voice cracks "He's ok"

"Oh Y/n." Jack says softly.

"It's ok, I'm ok" you say, more to yourself than to Jack as you wipe the tears away. "Hold on, gimme one sec." You say, setting down your phone as you pull Quinn's hockey bag out the car. You close the trunk, make sure the car is locked and head back to the elevator.

"Hi, sorry I'm back. I was just grabbing Quinn's stuff out the car."

"Can you tell us what happened?" Luke asks softly.

"He's got a concussion, and he's a bit bruised up, but other than that he's alright"

"Fuck, how bad is it?" Jack asks, the fear is evident in his voice, and you can't blame him. Concussions can be really bad sometimes.

"They said its a mild concussion, he's not throwing up at all, his memory is ok, he didn't injure his spine or anything, he'll be ok after a few days of rest. He probably wont be playing for a few weeks, but better safe than sorry."

"Oh thank God" both Jack and Luke huffed "isn't he not supposed to sleep for 24 hours after or something?" Luke asks.

You shake your head with a small smile "Thats a myth, Lukey. As long as I check on him every few hours its ok for him to sleep."

"Ohh, ok. Well that's good" Luke says.

"We are glad he has you Y/n, thank you for taking care of our brother."

"Always" you say softly.

"We'll let you go now, keep us updated?"

"I will, Jackie. You two get some rest, you have a big game tomorrow, love you guys"

"We love you too Y/n/n" both boys say, hanging up.

You sigh, leaving his bag at the door. "Y/n?" Quinns weak voice calls out from the bedroom. You rush to him immediately, scared that something is wrong.

"Yes, Quinny, I'm right here" you say kneeling beside the bed, and stroking his hair.

"You took long," he mumbles, pressing his lips against your wrist.

"I'm sorry love, I'm here now," you stand, stripping the hoodie and sweats off and climbing into bed next to him. You stay a little distance away, not wanting to hurt Quinn. But he grumbles at you, tugging on your shirt to get you to come closer. Normally, he would just grab you and pull you closer, but he's still weak.

"I don't wanna hurt you" you mumble, scooting closer so that you are tucked against his side. He tangles your legs together and rests his head against yours.

"Never" he says, pressing his lips to the side of your head. You rest one of your hands on his hip, under his shirt, stroking your thumb over his hip bone.

"How you feeling?" You ask softly.

"Beat" he mumbles "thanks for taking care of me"

"I'll take care of you for as long as you let me love" you say, pressing a gentle kiss to the underside of his jaw.

"Forever?"

"Forever."

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binunus · 3 years

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college bf!bin

a/n the duality of this man??? i’m deceased...anyway i did not think this would go this long but uh my hand slipped...happy birthday binnie!

word count: 5k

genre: fluff, smut, (tiny) angst _________________________________________________

ugh yo

bin is so??? infuriatingly hot??? yet cute at the same time

major: exercise science

and because I love mermaid prince/the beginning, he’s been on the swim team since first year college

swam varsity starting his second year

besties with eunwoo, they were roommates their whole college career

alright so bin loves making friends

he’s so playful and talkative once you really get to know him

but his aura?? tbh very intimidating

like he has an rbf and just like he’s so tall, broad shouldered, built, like he just carries himself very strongly that you will get intimidated when you first meet him

very well known in the university

literally has a professional photographed banner of him hanging in the athletic building with the gold medal he won freshman year

a little embarrassed about it

not really, only when the boys (as in literally the other five) tease him

myungjun: woOoOw bin that guy on the banner really looks like you, don’t you think?

rocky: we geeeeet it you’re a star athlete

blah blah blah you know the vibes, they’re endearing

so how do you meet bin?

basically you’re a friend of a friend—you’re eunbi’s (sinb) friend

you’ve only met bin briefly from time to time, but otherwise you never really had any reason to get acquainted with him

your only encounters of him are when he wants to annoy eunbi and she immediately puts him in his place

but then suddenly in the spring semester of your 2nd year, you and him are in the same 8 am

a boring statistics gen ed class that everyone needs to take in order to graduate

you were running a bit late during the first class meeting—you woke up 30 minutes after your alarm and literally rushed out of your apartment—you made it to class with 2 minutes to spare

most of the seats were filled up already, except that one seat in the back left corner by the window next to the one and only moon bin

oh would you look at that

you felt a bit relieved honestly, you didn’t know anyone else in that class so at least you saw a semi-familiar face

he grinned at you when you sat down

“hey y/n”

you were a bit taken back, “you know my name?”

he laughed a little, “yeah of course, you’re one of eunbi’s really good friends, why wouldn’t I know your name?”

before you could respond, the professor started class and ceased your conversation

one thing you realized as the weeks start to go on

you and bin could not give any two fucks about statistics

no offense to stats lovers

every 8 am on mon/wed/fri, neither one of you would pay attention in class

you both enabled each other to not pay attention basically

so when the professor announced the content and date for the first exam

you and bin literally looked at each other with the same expression

you were both fucked

after class was dismissed, instead of the two of you quickly packing your things and fleeing the room immediately, you both lagged a little bit

you: so...do you know anything that’s going to be on the exam?

bin: uh...no? y/n you’re literally right next to me, you know I don’t do jack shit in this class

you: well fuck, how are you gonna study then bin?

bin: I was probably gonna ask my roommate to help me, he passed with a 96 when he took this class

you give him the best puppy dog eyes you could muster up, you lean in and clasp your hands together like you’re praying

“can he help me too...? please?”

bin’s eyes go a lil wide bc you were a bit closer than he was used to and shit was his heart racing rn?

bin: uh...yeah...sure, i’ll text you to come over when we’re gonna study

you beam at him and like in your excitement you give him a hug

“thank you thank you thank you! i literally cannot fail this class. I’ll see you on friday bin!”

with that you grabbed your bag and just left, leaving bin shocked

he’s surprisingly a shy boy okay!

he always thought you were cute from when he first saw you hanging out with eunbi, but ofc he never thought any more of it

until you guys had this class together and he started to think every day, that wow you are really cute

bin texts you the next day

coincidentally, eunbi texts you too

bin: hey this is bin, if you’re free in an hour my roommate’s gonna help me go over the material in ch. 1

eunbi: why did bin ask for your number

you to bin: yes! send me your addy and i’ll be there :)

you to eunbi: we’re in the same stats class lol and we’re gonna study for our exam next week

eunbi: lol moon bin studying? you might wanna bring some wine with you for emergency y/n

you: lol what do you mean by that?

eunbi: binnie hates studying, but good luck!

ahh, eunbi becomes unhinged when it comes to bin

but you know it’s bc they’re that close, they’re literally childhood best friends, more so like siblings

still, studying w him couldn’t be that bad right?

spoiler alert, it went alright

you felt bad showing up to bin’s apartment empty handed so you picked up some coffee before you arrived

you officially meet bin’s roommate, eunwoo, and you’re floored for like 2 minutes bc literally how can a man like him be real?

cue bin being a bit jealous bc yeah he knew his roommate’s perfect but like damn did you have to be affected by him too :(

eunwoo’s a good teacher alright? you actually understood the material from him

you: idk what eunbi’s talking about, you’re actually not that bad at studying bin

bin being offended: oh god what did eunbi say about me

eunwoo smirking: maybe it’s because you’re here y/n, bin usually doesn’t focus this much when it’s just me trying to help him

you: ???

bin in his head: i can’t trust anyone huh

before you left his place, you and bin planned to meet up and study one more time before your stats exam

it was just you and bin this time

although you’d never admit it, yes you tried to look good for meeting up with him

yeah he’s a friend?? at least you think you were at that level?? but still, he’s a cute friend and you really didn’t want him to see you looking crusty

you and bin end up studying for a whole 5 hours

granted, half of that time you two were messing around, eating food, trying to procrastinate for as long as you could

bc even though you two had a good handle on the material now—thanks to eunwoo—you both still hated statistics

you knew bin started to get more comfortable with you bc he started teasing you

it made you happy hehe so ofc you started to quip back at him

not at the intensity that he and eunbi do but it’s enough for you :)

he walks you back to your apartment after your study session

wow what a gentleman

bin waving bye at your door with the cutest smile: see you in class y/n :)

mayhaps your stomach did a little somersault

anyways

on the day of your exam you were freaking out

you have test anxiety ah ha ha

you woke up at 5 bc you were paranoid about being late to class

you’re like hastily looking over the notes again when you get to class like are you really prepared omg you’re psyching yourself out hella

bin comes in with 2 cups of iced coffee and he’s like woah are you okay

you: i woke up at 5 bin, idk if i can do this omg

you are like visibly in distress rn and he feels like a pang in his chest

he was gonna mess with you and say like “bet im gonna get a higher grade than you” but he smartly decides against it

instead, he just takes your hand and gives it a little squeeze: y/n, take a deep breath. you’re going to do great, you studied your ass for this and we both know that you got this material down—even eunwoo hyung said you were gonna ace this exam. just trust your instincts, okay? breathe with me.

he was staring at you so intently and genuinely when trying to calm you down

your anxiety yeeted and suddenly you felt shy

you: th...thanks bin...

bin was worried about you while taking the test rip, he kept secretly glancing at you (while also trying not to make it look like he was cheating) just to make sure that you were okay

he walks you to your next class after you both finished your exam

bin: you sure you’re okay? you said you woke up at 5, did you even eat breakfast? let’s get food after your next class.

you were feeling better after the test but like you got so endeared at his fussing

yes you and bin got lunch that day

your exam results were uploaded the next day

you immediately called bin: I GOT A 95

bin: i told you that you would ace it! i got a 90 hehe

you: bin i literally owe you and eunwoo my life, lemme buy you guys food or something

you hear a little bit of bickering over the phone and suddenly you’re talking to eunwoo

eunwoo: i would love some sushi, but since bin can’t eat seafood, why don’t you come watch his swim meet this weekend :)

you: o...h...o-okay yeah i’d love to watch, what time is it? :)

eunwoo: it’s saturday at 10 am

you: okay! i’ll see you there bin

bin already planning on drop kicking eunwoo

cha eunwoo—best wingman™

you basically beg eunbi to go with you to bin’s swim meet

eunbi: i know bin can swim, why do i have to watch him flounder around under water

also eunbi: faster bin! don’t you fucking dare lose!

bin places first this meet

are we shocked? no

okay you mentally prepared yourself for seeing him shirtless, but clearly you didn’t prep enough bc you’re on the cusp of drooling when you’re watching him from the bleachers

and let’s face it, you’re not subtle and eunbi knows everything so she’s literally closing your jaw for you and like messing with you

eunbi: y/n, you’re really sure you like bin? he’s a good guy but c’mon, i think you deserve better

you: since when did i say that i like him ???? and what do you mean ??? i think he checks...all the boxes...for me...

eunbi: maybe it’s bc i’ve known him since when he used to wet his pants so i don’t understand why people are attracted to him, but like...really, you’ve been checking him out since he removed his shirt. even the ref can see that you’re simping over him

you and eunbi meet up with eunwoo and the rest of bin’s friends—that you haven’t met yet but know of

jinjin: oh so you’re the y/n that bin’s been talking about *wink wonk*

baby you’re blushing

even more so when bin comes up to your group

mmm middle parted wet hair, muscle tee and white sweats, towel around his shoulders

he’s so hot ???

you’re all congratulating him blah blah, but like bin keeps glancing at you and all you can do is just smile and like nervous laugh

sanha: y/n! eunbi noona! you should come eat with us to celebrate bin hyung’s win

eunbi glances at you, little smirk on her face: i have plans, but i know y/n’s free! bin you make sure they get home safe after y’alls dinner plans :)

hwang eunbi—best wingwoman™

dinner with the boys was chaotic, you were talking and joking around with them as if you didn’t just meet them today

*you about to get your wallet*

bin, not even able to look at you: it’s okay y/n, i got you this time

cue the boys teasing

astro: kings of making fun of each other

rocky as the group is splitting up: walk y/n home safely hyung :) don’t stay out too late

bin: sorry about them, they’re a bunch of loud idiots...ah haha...

the walk back to your apartment is actually pretty sweet

he didn’t know if you would actually come watch his meet or not but he was excited when he actually saw you

you talk about small random things about yourselves, but it’s not like useless information, you bet that both your subconsciouses are keeping track of whatever y’all are talking about

you give each other a “friendly” hug goodnight...that lasts like a minute or so

and while you’re hugging, bin just can’t help but think that wow you fit so perfectly in his arms

and on the other hand, you’re thinking he feels so warm? so safe? you don’t want to pull away?

but ofc the hug has to end and you’re thanking him for walking you home and he’s like glued to his spot waving goodbye sweetly and waiting for you to go inside so that he knows you’re safely in your apartment before leaving

bin sighing dreamily as he walks back to his and eunwoo’s place

eunwoo waiting on the couch with a glass of water: how was your date ;)

bin: it wasn’t a date, i just walked y/n home

eunwoo: yeah, but you want it to be a date

bin: ...shut up

god why is the pining stage so long

alright everyone knows you and bin like each other

it becomes pretty obvious after the swim meet

you and him fall into this little routine of switching who buys coffee for your 8 am

and then he’d walk you to your next class afterwards

you both still don’t pay attention in stats, sorry

but that means more outside study sessions dates

you come watch his swim meets, whether astro’s there or you’re just watching by yourself

and then you and him get lunch?? early dinner?? right afterwards, it depends on whenever his meet ends

but like??? neither of you have confessed your feelings for each other

even though you both have like a little hint that yeah the feelings are mutual

you and bin are literally like this for 3 months, like damn the semester is almost over

eunbi and eunwoo are tired of your shit, they’re both just like: when the fuck are they getting together? we’re sick of this.

alright so the masterminds literally pay one of eunwoo’s friends from his major to ask you out while you’re studying with bin

let’s do mingyu why not, he was in your korean history class last year

you and bin are in the library, half studying half goofing off per usual

eunwoo, eunbi, and mingyu are at the opposite side of the floor

mingyu: u sure bin won’t clock me for trying to ask out y/n

eunwoo: probably not??

eunbi: just do it please

mingyu giving them both the finger before walking up to your table

“hey y/n...i was wondering if you’d like to get dinner with me...as a date?”

you: o_o huh?

mingyu: i always thought you were cute from when we had class together last year, but i never had the balls to ask you out or anything...you’re not dating anyone, right?

you glance at bin to find that he’s already looking at you with an expression that you don’t really know how to read

you: um...well no I’m not-

bin: actually, we’re dating so y/n can’t go out with you mingyu, sorry.

mingyu’s not even phased, he just gives you a thumbs up and then leaves

you’re confused like literally what is going on—and then you process what bin said and you whip your head to look at him

bin: sorry i said that...i just felt...jealous i guess when mingyu asked you out

you: I wouldn’t have said yes anyway...I sorta like someone else

bin: fuck it, the topic already came up...y/n I’ve liked you for a while now but uh...I don’t know I guess I was scared to tell you because I’m scared of rejection

you just laugh, but not mockingly! more like bin you’re so cute wtf

“bin, why would I reject you when I’ve literally been into you for the past four months?”

it’s safe to say that you and bin officially began dating after that

eunwoo texting in their gc: bin and y/n are finally together

myungjun: fucking finally

bin: how...did u know that eunwoo...?

*eunwoo has left the chat*

alright but bin’s charm?? flirting?? teasing?? sweetness?? up 1000%

bin is touchy y’all, in private his hands are always on you, whether it be sexual or not sexual is up to you

he restrains himself in public ofc, the most he does is put a hand on your waist or hold your hand

eunbi threatens bin early on in your relationship: bin you’re like my brother, but y/n’s one of my dearest friends and if you as much make them cry i will kill you

ofc bin is still eunbi’s punching bag, but when you three are hanging out, he’s dramatic and acts like he’s hurt so he’s like whining to you

sometimes you play along and coo at him like: aww binnie, where does it hurt baby?

other times you’re like: you really think i believe that?? with the size of your biceps??

eunbi: excuse me while i vomit

okay but binnie? bestest sweetest boy

yes he looks all big and intimidating

but he’s soft—especially for you

your nicknames for each other are either “bub” or “baby”

yes will join in making fun of you with the boys, but when you start pouting he’s a goner and will defend you

bin is also a big cuddler, but i mean you’re not complaining hehe

he’s the big spoon, no questions asked

okay but being in bin’s arms is like your favorite place in the world

his frame literally just envelopes you and all you can feel and smell is him and it’s so??? content, you feel at home with him

you feel bad in the morning bc like his arm has to be sore from your weight so you try to like get out of his grasp, but he literally just whines and hugs you tighter

okay but just imagine you and bin napping and his arms are around your waist, his nose is buried in your neck and he wakes up like nuzzling his face in your shoulder like a puppy

im soft

one week you’re staying over at bin’s apartment and then the next week he’s staying over at yours, the cycle goes like that

if you’re one of my ladies with a ~vagíne~, he will buy all your cravings and your tampons/pads, literally anything you want that week, it is yours

doesn’t really get jealous now that you two are official, he knows that you’re his and he’s yours

you two lightly bicker like friends, but you’ve never had a terrible fight before

you were really close to though—or...like you did?? but it was resolved really quick

one of the only problems of bin is that he hates showing weakness and it takes him a whole lot to truly fully 100% be vulnerable with someone even if it’s someone close to him

he pulled a muscle in his arm and it cost him one of his swim meets

he had to go to rehab for like a month and you knew that mentally he’s been off bc of it

you try to ease talking him into telling you about how he’s really feeling but he just kept dodging the subject

one night after one of his rehab sessions, he came back to your place and you’re just like

“hey bubbie, how was rehab? how are you doing?”

and he just snaps at you: stop asking me how I am, y/n, it’s getting really annoying

you’re taken aback, like what the fuck where did that come from?

your eyebrows furrow and you cross your arms bc you are not going to get spoken to like that

“so me worrying about you and wondering how your recovery’s going is annoying? that’s what a partner is supposed to do, moon bin. what’s going on with you?”

bin: you’re being suffocating! it’s the only thing you ask me about nowadays, sometimes I—

oh boy you got mad

you: I ask you because I know you’re not telling me things! I know you’re suffering by yourself and I want to let you know that I’m here for you, I want to help take some of the pain away or at least help you deal with it because I’m your partner! but how can I if you can’t even let me in?? we’re fucking dating moon bin, we’re supposed to go through rough times together. and you call me suffocating...?

bin’s silent and he’s looking at the floor

you sigh, tears are building in your eyes because you’re frustrated and a bit hurt by what he said, and your voice cracks when you speak again: if i’m suffocating you, then you should leave. text me or something when you can breathe again, I don’t know.

there’s a bit of spite in your words, hidden by the pain

bin sees the tears rolling down your cheeks and that’s when he knows he fucked up

he’s never seen you cry before—besides like from a sad movie or something

so like the fact that he made you cry and hurt you with his words? damn he hates himself rn

he immediately wraps his arms around you, and you like try to push him to get away bc why is he hugging you? didn’t he just say that you were suffocating? why is he confusing

bin: baby, I’m sorry...I shouldn’t have taken out my frustrations on you, you’re not suffocating me I promise...you’re right about everything, I should be sharing things with you and telling you how I’m really feeling...I’m sorry.

you don’t say anything and just like sniffle and he picks you up and brings you to your bedroom and then he just lets it all out

he tells you how rehab is hard and like yeah his muscle pain is going away, but he doesn’t know if he can swim as fast as he used to and that scares him

and he tells you that sometimes he’s thought of giving up swimming since his injury, but then he thinks of you and that’s how he’s still going through with rehab

you’re his motivator and comfort but he doesn’t want to show you his weak side bc he hates that part of himself

and at this point, bin starts tearing up and you’re like stroking his hair to try and comfort him

bin: I’m not good at telling my feelings baby...probably why I didn’t tell you I liked you until 4 months later...but I promise I’ll work harder and at least try and tell them to you.

ugh pain

anyway your communication with serious things got better after that encounter

eunbi finding out that you and bin argued and he made you cry and she literally punched his stomach

you: omg eunbi stop

bin: it’s okay...I sorta deserved that

eunbi: why...are you not swearing at me? shit, bin are you okay?

he nods to the girl and just puts an arm around your shoulder: we talked things through, don’t worry. I’m all good now, but I did deserve that punch because I hurt y/n when I promised you I wouldn’t

bin ends up having a full recovery and bam his first swim meet after he got the clear from the PT, he gets first place again

all the boys and you and eunbi were there supporting him

bin was hella nervous before the meet started, but you gave him a little good luck kiss and was like: I believe in you bub, no matter the result, as long as you give it your all and don’t hurt yourself again, you’ll be the winner to me :)

this was actually when the first “i love you” was said

after your little pep talk in the locker room, bin’s just hugging you and holding you for comfort

and he just went out with it

“I love you y/n”

you blush hella hard bc you were not expecting that

obviously you’ve been feeling it like yeah your feelings for bin have grown into love for a while now

you just bury your face in his chest and hug him tighter

“I love you too binnie, now go get em bub.”

he smiles and kisses you and tells you that he’ll see you after the meet is over

you come back to the crowd where the boys and eunbi are and you just have a huge smile on your face, you’re literally glowing

myungjun: please tell me you guys didn’t fuck before his swim meet

speaking of fucking

okay let’s get down and dirty ladies and gents wink wonk mmm grr bark bark

bin is so sexy y’all like i dont need to tell you that

he’s 100% a tease

you have a little muscle kink hehe

which bin very much uses to his advantage

if bin is wearing a sleeveless shirt, you bet he wants to smash that day

will walk around shirtless after a shower or after a workout just to turn you on and then depending on his mood, he might tease you for like an hour or you’ll just get right to it

he’s very proud of his body and the work he put into it and knowing that you get turned on from one look of it?? gives him an ego boost, he loves it

one time at a party, he wore a crop top (mm hello bad idea bin) and you literally went feral

you dragged him inside the nearest bathroom and just started making out

he’s an ass guy

...all of astro are ass guys, it’s just obvious with how much they slap each other’s asses and poke each other’s assholes

okay you know how he’s touchy right? i mentioned that earlier

he always wants you on his lap

even if there’s a space available, nope your seat is his thighs

ofc when the situation allows, like you’re not gonna sit on his lap in class duh

most of the time in public like if you’re hanging out with the boys or something, it’s innocent

but if he wants to be a tease, he’ll literally just tighten his grip on your hips and grind you down onto his cock

subtle, he won’t straight up thrust into you

just enough to get his dick stirring and make you feel the outline of it through your pants

and then he just stops and hugs your waist again?? wtf

his major’s exercise science right? will ask if he can practice on you for anatomy and physiology, but you know after touching you in a couple places, y’all will just end up fucking

likes to bite and mark

very proud seeing the hickeys he leaves on you

you can bite, but you can’t bruise, idk his upper body is exposed a lot bc swimming so you can’t really leave any marks on him unless it’s the off season

foreplay’s cool, but he prefers the main event, he just wants to be in you

as much as he loves doggy, his fav position is the hook

(it’s when your legs are on his shoulders ohoho and it just lets him fuck you in a deeper angle mmm)

also in the hook, he can choke you

if i have a choking kink, you have a choking kink

okay little tangent, choking is so hot?

like just imagine you and bin are making out, he pushed you against the wall, literally grinding his hips into you, and his hand just comes up and squeezes your throat? that’s so sexy

likes butt stuff oops

i don’t make the rules, he just does

daddy kink, but no power play

will not degrade you (even if you really just want him to call you his dirty slut) bc he really values seeing you as equals

seeing your face when you cum is a must

almost always: you cumming → bin cumming

nothing gets him off more than knowing that he’s making you feel good

after !! care !!

sweetest boy!!

will clean you up with a warm towel after sex

and if you’re one of my ladies, he will always remind you to pee so that you don’t get a UTI

if y’all had a marathon or something, he will draw a bath and carry you to the bathroom and you will bathe together, so soft

always ends sex with an i love you :’)

okay let’s get back to the soft stuff

special thing about swimmer bin: pool dates

sometimes when he’s practicing and it’s just him, he asks you to come to the aquatic center and you two end up splashing around and being cute together

he like knew that you were the one for him some time during senior year

it was the holidays and his parents invited you to spend christmas with their family since your parents were out of the country this break

his parents and sister liked you immediately—which you were so scared about, but bin just knew

you woke up early christmas eve (and bin was out like a rock) so you just went downstairs to brew some coffee or something and you saw that his mom was already starting on making food

naturally, you offered your help and she was like no, you’re a guest y/n, but obviously you started helping

bin comes downstairs like an hour or two later to see you, his mom, and his dad just cooking and listening to christmas music and talking and his heart just like swells??

you: morning binnie :)

his mom: how can you be sleeping when y/n’s here helping us with christmas dinner

his dad: what kind of boyfriend are you, son?

just kidding all jokes

but that’s the moment when he knew

best boyfriend bin ugh

he becomes a legend in the school for swimming

but doesn’t continue after college, he’s all about becoming a physical trainer after graduation

he goes to grad school, while you’re out working in business

bin moves in with you after graduating, it was the obvious next step

you do talk about the future together, but obviously bin’s still in school and you’re both fresh from undergrad so there’s no rush yet to tie the knot

doesn’t stop his or your parents from talking to you two about marriage tho oops

ugh but the domesticity after bin moves in with you? superb

like yeah obviously you both basically lived together anyway when he still roomed with eunwoo just from how much you and him spent at each other’s places

but like your apartment is now both of your place and it’s like your home is finally complete

your apartment becomes the reunion place for the boys and eunbi

at this point everyone knew you and bin were gonna get married eventually

eunwoo and eunbi: we did that ;)

and that’s how you and your college bf!bin live happily ever after uwu

happy birthday binnie moonbob ♥

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hi guys !! i’m ume (21+, pst!) and this is another one of kwak jidam’s unfortunate children !!! ( i’m kidding but rly not their whole family is a lit revolt and we LOVE it ) aka kwak jina, she’s the second to last child! there’s more info under the cut as well as plots but pls like and i’ll definitely jump into your dms for some quick one on one 🤪🤪🤪

again, kwak jina : mambo numba 5 kwak 5 canon for ref!

another one of kwak jidam’s kids ( probably among the ones who resent her the most)

don’t get her wrong she Loves her family ( but they can overwhelm her )

safe to say that her childhood wasn’t Great bc of her mom is an understatement

she lost a LOT of friends bc of her mom aka a lot of kids’ parents would tell their kids to not play with her which led to a lot of sad conversations of “sorry jina, we can’t play anymore bc my mom said your mom is a bad person” and as a kid you just think bad person = Evil aka jina slowly becoming to resent her mom more and more bc of her ‘Evil’ ways

she kind of has it twisted in her head that her mom is selfish and greedy but she also doesn’t quite Get her mother or her reasoning behind doing what she does ( nor does she really care at this point )

she never really grows out of that same resentment but it’s more like she just ignores her mom and goes out of her way to Disassociate herself from anything that has to do with kwak jidam

aka the reincarnation of kwak jina !!! aka straight O’s in all her exams ; definitely part of the top 5% of her class because what is kwak jina without her sparkling grade point average !!

an over-achieving sob who’s a tad catty but y’know what if people are talking about her grades or the cute boy she’s dating or her pretty smile the less they’re talking about her Ruined family

her attitude isn’t all that great tbh she’s a bit blunt and not at all Grade A Friendly when it comes to first encounters but first impressions are always blown away by her smile !!!

but when a bish opens her mouth it’s like Lmfao, who you ???

she’s really self-conscious and it shows a good 66% of the time, she’s always making sure she’s not catching herself slipping bc girl always has to be Pretty, Perfect, Poised !!

aka her trying her hardest to Not be like her mom

( but lbr she’s probably more like her mom than she realizes but like Hell will she ever admit or see to that reasoning )

personally she’s 0 to 100 on the hostility scale if you say her name and her mom’s name in the same sentence

she wishes she was the hbic but she’s so much of a try hard that she’s just a Bitch

but like an ogre, jina has layers and at her core i promise she’s as sweet as cotton candy

but lbr she probably reserves that spot for her siblings and like 2.5 others

HC: like the rest of her siblings she’s got divination down to a Pat but girlie hates her mom so she Purposely failed divination class once ( bc thats all her pride would allow her ) as a sign of protest

also some yosul info:

fourth year , cheong ryeong , kwak family legacy ( ew lmfao )

electives: dada, wizarding literature, care of magical creatures

PLOTS

old childhood friends who’ve since became estranged because of familial influence aka among the throng who slapped a “i’m sorry jina, my parents said your mom is icky so i can’t play with you anymore” and yeeted outta there

thick as thieves friends ( bc we all know jina doesn’t have a lot of them ) but pls give this Gross girl a friend who’ll stay w her through thick and thin she’s sick of ppl leaving her

ppl she can actually break down in front of bc she feels stress keeping up w everyone’s expectations of who she is and how her family is and she’s kind of SIck of pretending to be this Perfect Person but she keeps it up bc it’s better than hearing the nasty things about her

self-preservation at its finest

so someone who just breaks it down to her that she doesn’t need to be this person ( while she won’t listen,, u know Effort Counts )

exes? girl has trust issues that’s for sure and that has definitely leaked into her love life making most if not all her rls not work out bc she fears they’re going to leave her or find something about her that they suddenly don’t like so she’s really out here beating them to the punch

ok but an ex who she was so reluctant to break up with but she Did it anyways because she’s hard to please but she’s lowkey still in love with them but she’s too Stubborn to fuckin!! admit!! she !! was !! wrong !!

ok but pls give me someone jina punched bc she was angry and she misplaced her anger onto you by accident !1!! has she apologize d ??? oof we dunno 👀

ok but also someone who fucks around w jina bc they know this complex of hers and just has fun with playing w her heart ( yes Destroy Her !!! )

fwb !! cute fluffy rls ( for the 2.5 ppl who were able to peel her layers ) !!

people she tutors bc jina w that sparkling gpa doesn’t mind doing God’s work and helping the unfortunate

omg pls give me pureblood family turmoil aka if your pureblood family hates jina’s mom lMFAO RIP INTO JINA even tho jina would be like dude you don’t like my mom? Lmfao Same! but that would be funny

an extension to the last bullet = ppl who view jina as an extension of her mom and her reputation ( jina would grow to hate you but lbr we think you deserve it a little if you do this )

if you’re on the varisty quidditch team ,,, you’ve probably seen her with her brother junsu checking out the Talent 👀aka You, you’re the talent

insert: you said something and jina just RiPPED into you and to this day you’re like wtf? u crazy fsadjkasda*sfhdsjf

HER FAMILY PLS COME !!11! CONTROL JINA !!1! bitch needs to chill but she can’t find her fucks

tbh we’re down for anything and everything !!1! we’re just Hyped to be here !!!

shit this got long im Sorry fam

#mm:intro #mm:plotcall #yes i just liked a shit ton of intros ... i mayhaps got Excited #🥵

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Part 1: Property Damage and Raising Taxes

A hush fell over the gym as Jackson and his opponent took their starting stances on opposite sides of the mat. At this point, with ten seconds left, there was no question that Jackson would take home the first-place trophy. With the other contender four points behind, Jackson felt confident in his ability to defend against the upcoming attacks and mentally prepared himself to push for another point to end the match. He could feel the stares of the audience members to the right of him and the judge's keen eyes to his left. His teammate's cheers and shouts of encouragement were a dull roar in Jackson's ears, with his focus solely on the barley perceptible shifts of his opponent's body. As it were, the other seemed to favor his left side to which Jackson adjusted his offensive strategy accordingly. As hot as the gymnasium was, Jackson could barely feel anything except the weight of the sabre in his hand.

A flash of red registered in Jackson's peripheral and he let a small smile grace his face under his helmet. Mark had finally arrived and took up his usual front row spot on the bleachers.

Just in time to see me win

As the ref signaled for quiet in the gym and the area was silent once more, a faint rumbling sound could be heard coming from beyond the walls of the room. A murmur broke out amongt the crowd members and just as the ref was about to start what should have been the last round of the tournament, the wall behind the judges table blew inwards. Concrete, drywall, and floorboards went flying in all directions, the force of the blast knocking the people nearest off their feet with the judges getting the brunt of the pressure.All of this registered a second too late for Jackson, who was woefully unprepared to be sent flying just as he was about to attack. A startled shout involuntarily left his lips as Jackson was sent careening through the air, headfirst towards the smooth, wooden floor.Honestly, I should have seen this coming was Jackson's last thought as his head made contact with the floor's wood paneling and the world went black.

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Jackson is going to be so pissed! Mark thought to himself as he flew towards the direction of the recreation center where his best friend's match was held. He had just finished with a minor robbery in the Rogers Park area when he realized how extraordinarily late he was. His cardinal red super-suit was a stark contrast to the blue sky above him and the speed at which he flew made his hair stick back against his head. A black mask protected his eyes against the pressure of the wind, allowing him to search the neighborhoods quickly for the familiar sports complex below. As he weaved in and out of the high rises of Chicago, he quickly checked his watch. Realizing the match was almost over, Mark desperately increased his speed, dangerously close to flying into a band of pigeons along the way.

Finally, Mark spotted the familiar sign "Halas Sport Center" after flying for what seemed like an eternity. The Loyola facility was a welcomed sight and Mark quickly landed in a nearby alley, hidden from traffic cameras and people's perspectives. From behind a garbage can, with a flick of his wrist, his superhero costume molded back under his skin and in its place, his civilians' clothes reappeared. As Mark rushed out of the alley, to anyone's eyes, he was just another college student making a mad dash through the city.

Jogging up the steps to the gym, Mark quickly adjusted his navy blue, JYP Prep t-shirt and black, ripped jeans. His hair was a lost cause, but Mark tried to adjust his red locks into an "overslept bedhead" look instead of a "long haired dog with his head out of the window" vibe.

"Mark-hyung! You're so late! Jackson-hyung is almost done with his match!" The receptionist yells as soon as he sees Mark walk through the doors. Upon seeing Mark's startled expression, the receptionist rolls his eyes and gestures down the hallway on Mark's left. "Down this hall, on your left! Maybe you'll see the last couple of seconds."

Spurred on by the receptionists commanding tone, Mark takes off down the hall, throwing a "Thank you!" over his shoulder as he rushes to the tournament. The familiarity of the kid at the front jogged a faint memory. Were they in the same Korean class? Probably, since the kid used honorifics to address Mark. What was his name? Jin-something?

With a shake of his head, Mark dispels the nagging thoughts from his head and races towards his destination.

A couple of heads turn towards him as he bursts through the doors of the gym, but he notices that most of the people's attention is directed at the two players in the center of the room. Internally, Mark thanks every deity he can think of that he didn't disrupt Jackson's focus and entered before the next round begun. Luckily, there are enough people in the audience to provide a buffer for Mark's abrupt entrance. Quickly, Mark takes his seat at the front and center of the bleachers, with only a few people grumbling at him as he walks by. Just as he reads the point counter displaying "Wang: 14, Rodgers 10" in proud, red lights, the wall blows in.

Time moves slower after that. Mark stares in horrified fascination as the judges, gym equipment, and tournament displays are sent head-over-heels through the air. Dust, debris and rubble begin creating a smokey atmosphere in the once pristine area, while the coaches and fencing teams are roughly shoved to the ground. Mark can do nothing but watch as Jackson is catapulted into the air with a terrified shout, and the sound of his head hitting the ground creating a sick feeling in the pit of Mark's stomach. He feels the pressure of the air hit him and the rest of the audience, pinning them all against the steel seats for a brief moment. He registers all this right as two shadows step through the dust elicited from the blast in tandem with the beginnings of the screams of the civilians.

With people running every which way, the injured either screaming on the ground or knocked out on the floor, Mark begins his tactical reconnaissance to find the best way to control the situation. Jackson's unconscious form and the gaping hole in the far wall does nothing for Mark's anxiety, but he tries his best to put his emotions behind him.

First order of business: Suit up! Mark thinks as he joins the throngs of people racing for the exit. For now, he is not in a place to help people escape. Every second not suiting up leads to more casualties in the future (as Mark learned the hard way). He tries his best not to get pushed around by the swarm of fleeing people and, once out of the gym, ducks into the nearest doorway he sees. Conveniently, he finds himself in an empty bathroom. Racing into one of the stalls and locking the door, he takes a deep breath (which he immediately regrets. God, why are people so gross in America?) and lets his clothes mold back into his skin. The fabric is soon replaced by his super suit, covering him from neck to feet, with the white letters "RD" emblazoned on his chest. His mask drops over his eyes, encompassing most of his face with the exception of his mouth and chin. Once the transition is complete, he races out of the stall...

And freezes once he sees two girls, who were definitely not there before, huddled into the corner. As their eyes widen in shock and their mouths drop open in preparation to scream, Mark quickly puts his finger to his lips.

"Shhhhh! Don't scream! You're fine, we're fine! I am so sorry; I didn't notice this was even the girl's bathroom!" Mark whisper yells, making the calm-down motion with his hands as the girls look on in shock at the superhero standing before them. After a few seconds of radio silence from the traumatized individuals, Mark awkwardly takes a few steps towards the door. "You should probably, definitely get out of here because there are villains outside and this whole building might collapse. So unless you want to transport yourself into the second dimension, I suggest you run before you get crushed!" Mark's comment seems to put the girls in motion, quickly getting up from their position on the ground and racing out of the door.

Mark breathes a sigh of relief as the door closes behind the two civilians. I have legitimately never been more embarrassed in my life. Mark tries to shrug the embarrassment out of his body as he rushes out of the bathroom and towards the villains in the gymnasium.

________________________________________________________________For the second time that day, Mark is suited up; except this time, he's actually going to be fighting instead of "irresponsibly using his powers for personal gain" as Jackson would so often tease him for (this teasing was usually followed by Jackson begging Mark to fly him to Asia.

'Mark! Think of all of the hot people we could pick up over there!'

'Jackson... I'm pretty sure both here and there your flirting skills are sub-par at best. You'd have to go to an island of uncivilized cavemen to find someone who would date you.’

'... Why are we friends again?')

Once at the door of the gym, Mark tries to subtly peak through the glass window to see into the room. He quickly scans the facility, seeing an assortment of people on the ground, some covered in blood, others with dust and some with both. He spots Jackson laying on his side, his white fencing helmet tinted red around his head from the impact against the floor. His blood goes cold when he sees that his best friend still isn't moving, his chest barely rising and falling.

Why didn't I see this coming? I should have been faster, I should have been better... The self-deprecating thoughts attack his mind, but Mark quickly shuts them out. Save it for after the fight.

A movement to the left of Jack son catches Marks attention, and he sees the two figures standing scarily close to the fencer. Their entire bodies were covered with matte black armored suits, with the seams glowing a faint white through the dust that was still shrouding the room. Their motorcycle-esque helmets made their faces indistinguishable, but Mark recognized their outfits immediately; Dark Soul and Project J. He observes as Dark Soul gestures wildly in Jackson's general direction, his hands glowing a faint blue, while Project J crosses his arms in a ... judgmental way? With his enhanced hearing, Mark picks up the tail end of their apparent argument.

"...too big! I told you he would get knocked out!" Dark Soul yells at his partner, worriedly pacing back and forth around Jackson's prone form."You said you wanted to blow down the wall, so that's what I did! I used the correct amount of force and pressure distribution to create a hole in the wall so that we could enter in from the outside. You were the one who decided to make a dramatic entrance, not me! I said we should walk into the building, like normal people, but NOOOOOO, you wanted to be extra and make our own entrance." Project J exclaimed, crossing his arms and seeming to challenge the other to try and correct him. Dark Soul throws up his hands and makes an aggravated noise.

"That was only because YOU wanted to test out your new device! 'It'll make chaos so much easier!' you said. 'Blow peoples minds' you said. Well, you almost blew everyone's minds OUT, so congratulations, you made that dream come true!" Project J scoffed as Dark Soul berated him, dropping his arms to his sides and allowing Mark to get a glimpse at the object in the other's hand.

"This ray gun has multiple settings and can do so much more than generate a concentrated, sonic blast! It will blow people's minds... with a few more tweaks to make it more of a metaphorical 'blown' instead of physical." Mark watches as Project J fiddles with what looked like the settings on the ray gun's side. At first glance, the gun looked like a handheld, silver water pistol with a clear barrel containing a glowing orange goo.

Must be a power source...

With that thought in mind, Mark continues surveying the scene, searching for any other tricks Project J might have in store. The two villains voices become fainter, and Mark turns just in time to see Dark Soul bending down towards Jackson, reaching his still glowing hand out to him.

Not on my watch! Mark thought to himself. With a huge kick aimed at the doors, Mark burst through the entryway, making Dark Soul jump away from Jackson in shock. With just a though, Mark rises slowly into the air in front of the two dark suited people before him.

"You should know by now not to mess with my city or my friends." Mark drawls out as his hands light up in flames. Project J quickly hostlers his weapon and levitates himself into the air to meet Mark, while Dark Soul charges up his suit until it starts pulsing a pure, glowing white energy at it's seams.

"You should've expected this, Red Dragon. We've behaved for about a week and we got tired of playing nice." Dark Soul aims his glowing hands at the superhero before him, taking a quick glance around him before refocusing his attention towards the superhero.

With his fire spreading up to his elbows, Mark tries to quickly calculate the best way to lure the villainous duo outside, protect the civilians and make sure that Jackson isn't kidnapped (again). He hesitates just a bit too long and Dark Soul hits him with his blue, electrified energy orbs. The impact to his chest sends him flying back into the wall, creating a crater with spiderweb cracks around the edges. In a daze, Mark extracts himself from the impact zone and quickly dodges the oncoming blow from Project J, Mark's head barely escaping the incoming fist fist. Mark flies a safe distance away from the other and watches with a faint sense of horror as the spiderweb cracks get even bigger surrounding the impact of Project J's failed attack.

This whole section of the building is gonna go down; with this realization, Mark decided it was high time that they took this fight outside.

"Gentlemen, I don't know about you all, but I think it's getting a bit stuffy in here. How about we take this outside for a nice breather, hmmm?" And with that, Mark aimed a fireball at each of the villains, missing Project J but hitting Dark Soul right in the face. Dark Soul crumbled to the ground while Project J flew right at Mark.

CrapCrapCrapCrapCrap became Mark's internal mantra as he flew towards the villains self-created entryway, zooming out towards the city with Project J right at his heels. Mark felt the tug of Project J's telekinetic abilities at his boots, so he pushed himself to fly faster, arcing over Loyola campus and heading east towards the lake. Within seconds, Red Dragon and Project J faced each other, both hovering a couple of feet above the rolling waves of Lake Michigan. Mark could see college students starting to gather around the edge of the lake, eager to watch the battle take place with their phones out videotaping the encounter. Mark didn't hear any loud crumbling sound of a building collapsing, and he sent a tiny prayer that the gym could support itself long enough for Mark to defeat his foe.

Alright, let's settle this, Mark thought inwardly as he prepared himself for battle.

"Do we always have to meet like this," Mark called out to Project J, "You, with your mind powers, me with my dragon powers. You and Dark Soul, creating chaos and destruction, me fighting you both and defeating you all every single time. Don't you get tired of losing?"

Instead of responding, Project J extended his hand out towards the crowd. Suddenly, a huge boulder came flying out of the ground, knocking students off their feet. Twisting his body, Mark evaded the boulder, sending a fire blast Project J's way. Soon enough, they were exchanging blow after blow, each trying to knock the other down into the water. Once Mark felt the tug of Project J's telekinetic abilities, he would aim a blast of fire at the villain in order to break his concentration. What Mark, unfortunately, didn't realize, was that Project J was tactically creating a pile of rocks, trees, and other various objects underneath the water from where their battle was being held. While Mark was concentrating on breaking Project J's hold on the various physical objects he was throwing, Project J used this as a chance to launch a surprise attack on an unsuspecting Mark. He gathered all the matter he had collected during the battle and molded the various components into a giant fist. Rising the form up out of the water, Project J aimed the giant fist at Red Dragon, who realized too late what he allowed Project J to do.

The amalgamation of objects hit Red Dragon square in the midriff, projecting him straight into the lake. With the combined force of Project J's attack and the impact of his body against the water, Mark's last comprehensible thought became Well, at least my hair won't look as crazy... as his body sank towards the bottom and his mind went blank.

________________________________________________________________(Back at the gym)

Dark Soul woke up with a burning pain in his chest and hearing the creak of what sounded like an ancient house getting buffered by the wind. He slowly opened his eyes, his memories coming back to him piece by piece. He was spread eagle on the floor of the gym, The gym we were targeting, He thought to himself. The burning pain in his chest was not heart burn (Take that, Project J! I eat healthy... sometimes...) but was from Red Dragon's fire blast. Using his arms to push himself into a sitting position, Dark Soul inspected his suit. Aside from a few singe marks, the updated suit looked like it took the damage well. Internally, Dark Soul thanked Project J for updating their armor as he surveyed the damage around him. The ancient creaking was not, in fact, the noise of an archaic building, but was an indicator of the inevitable collapse of the facility he was currently in. Dark Soul glanced behind him and watched with an amused smile as the crater's outer cracks slowly expands.

If the hole in the wall is my fault, then the crater in the wall is yours, Dark soul thought to himself maneuvering up to a standing position with a wince. He took note of all of the people on the floor around him, most of whom were fencers, coaches, refs and judges that were all primarily impacted by the blast. Feeling a small pang of regret, Dark Soul finally, he allowed himself to check over (not check out...) Jackson Wang, the always-a-damsel in distress.

Even though the name implies a certain element of heartlessness, Dark Soul was actually very wary of hurting any civilian. He and Project J made an effort to attack places with low amounts of pedestrians in attendance, with one of them battling the hero while the other made off with either the "damsel", their main target, or both. If they were ever near a highly populated zone, they would make the conscious move to push their battles towards either the lake or an open area.

The situation they were in now, however, was mostly accidental. Neither villain had the urge to create chaos that day, but somehow, chaos found them all by itself.

That stupid ray gun is to blame...

Nobody would believe the pair if they claimed this catastrophe was an accident. Project J didn't mean to forget that his ray gun was in his bag before he headed off to school. All it took was a quick trip and a fall for the ray gun to activate through his backpack. Luckily, the gun was aimed away from Project J. Unluckily, it hit the sports facility that Project J just happened to be walking by on his way to school. For a genius, he can sure act dumb sometimes.

All of their lives, the pair were told that they were never good enough, never smart enough, and that they would always be the bad guys.No matter what they did or what they said, they discovered they could never change somebody's perspective of their character. Instead of rejecting their path to evil, they decided to band together and accept the role that others projected onto them.

Not that they didn't naturally enjoy chaos, but it's isn't easy being the villain 24/7.

Shoving the past memories away, not allowing them to settle in, Dark Soul began approaching the unconscious Jackson Wang, setting a timer in the back of his mind of when he predicted that the building would collapse. An unsettled feeling curled in his abdomen when he noticed the blood soaking through the fencer's protective headgear, and he carefully removed the helmet in order to see the damage.

As Dark Soul cradled Jackson's head in his lap (you know... to make sure he didn't have brain damage...) he heard Project J touch down in front of him.

"Woooooooow. While I'm battling for my life against Red Dragon, you're tenderly nursing sleeping beauty out of a coma. Figures." Project J exclaims sarcastically, turning on his heel and beginning the process of levitating the unconscious bodies of civilians out of the building.

Dark Soul glowers back at Project J under his black tinted helmet, "I was checking over all of the civilians!"

"Dude, just admit you're whipped and lets go. I knocked out Red Dragon into the lake," Project J waves away Dark Soul's panicked look at the news, "and before you start, I retrieved his unconscious body and dumped him on a beach somewhere so when he wakes up, he'll think he just watched ashore. And no, no one saw me either."

Dark Soul huffs, gathering Jackson in his arms bridal style, "It's creepy how you always know what I want to say. Sometimes, I think you're a mind reader instead of a telekinetic."

As the two villains exit the building through the hole in the wall, unconscious floating civilians in tow, the building gives one final groan as the walls collapse inwards. Project J looks towards the building in dismay as he gently sets the people down onto the ground outside, "My taxes are gonna be through the roof if we keep knocking over buildings like this."

Dark soul hums in agreement as he feels the pull of Project J's telekinesis around his suit, lifting them both up into the air and away from the remains of the building below. "We should be expecting Red Dragon to come after us since we have the damsel again. Commence operation; Downed Dragon."

*wow! First chapter! I barely know a thing about fencing but I tried my darndest to make it believable. I wanted to focus more on the hero vs villain relationship in this chapter, but not to worry, a lot more of jackson in the next one! Hopefully I can fit some of the other members in as well. Not all at once, but eventually. I have a plan for this story, but it isn't concrete. If I missed any details or you want a sidebar story based on this chapter, please leave comments! I like practicing writing so i'll be happy to fulfill requests.As always, any spelling errors or incorrect phrases, let me know!*

#jackson wang #im jaebum #mark tuan #got7 #jackbum #jaeson #superpower au #megamind au #avengers au

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diggorypuff · 6 years

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Best Lyrics of Reputation and my commentary

Ready for It:

He can be my jailer, Burton to this Taylor - My 1950s loving ass is just here for this Burton to this Taylor shit, cause their an OTP

Every love I’ve known in comparison is a faliure - Also a reference in my mind to Burton-Taylor love.

End Game:

I wanna be your A-Team - Just here for the early Ed Sheeran reference ;)

I’ve got some big enemies - idk i like the drama what the hell

Ooo you and me would be a big conversation - Media

I got a reputation that don’t precede me - opposite of the line that taylor cut from gorgeous

I don’t wanna just be another ex love that you don’t wanna see - <3

I don’t wanna miss you like the other girls do - hmmm... i really don’t feel joe vibes listening to this?

I just wanna be drinking on the beach with you all over me - This makes me think of the pics of Tom & Taylor on the beach

I got issues and chips on both of my shoulders - Ed’s singing always gets me and I like the chip on the shoulder trope

The truth is it’s easier to ignore it believe me - Love it

Even when we argue we don’t do it for long - Sounds like me with my friends <3

You understand the good and bad end up in the song - now that sounds like Joe

(Side note if it is all about Joe like she ‘claims’, seems odd but whatever, betcha that Calvin & Tom are so fucking thankful that Joe’s got her so loved up that she can’t even give a shit about their asses and how she thinks they may have wronged her)

All my flaws, paranoias, and insecurities - reference to the image built of Taylor

After the storm something was born - <3

Four words on the tip of my tongue - ???? Four words?

You and me we got big reputations - ... can’t be joe cause when they started dating everyone was legit like Joe who????

And I bury hatchets, but I keep maps of where I put them - i’d rather it be like about putting them in peoples backs, but i like this too, like she keeps maps of where she puts them after their buried, cause she’ll happily dig them up again if your wrong her, ie Kanye drama

My reputation precedes me - there it is again

I swear I don’t love the drama, it loves me - Love this line <3

Your handprints in my soul - <3

I Did Something Bad

I never trust a narcissist but they love me, so I play them like a violin, and I make it look oh so easy - I love it idk

Cause for every lie I tell them they tell me three - wtf love it

This is how the world works, now all he thinks about is me - LOVE

If a man talks shit then I owe him nothing - reference to kanye’s i made that bitch famous lyrics? and i love it

I don’t regret it one bit cause he had it coming - this song has drilled into the vindictive, slice your throat open side of me??? pls stop

They say I did something bad - <3

And i love the techno sound of it like tear it up

I never trust a playboy but they love me - ;)

So I fly them all around the world and let them think they saved me - ? Taylor who this about?

They never see it coming - ;) devilish

You gotta leave before you get left - heart ripping feel the power

He says don’t throw away a good thing - idk im torn whether I like this line or not???

If he drops my name then I owe him nothing - Kanye, Calvin, a ton of ppl?

And if he spends me change then he had it coming - I love the had it coming line makes me think of Cellblock Tango

They’re burning all the witches even if you aren’t one - Strong line

They got their pitchfork and proof, their receipts and reasons - Receipts -_-

Light me up - I love whenever that term is used

The little bubblier tune change towards the end is magic too

Don’t Blame Me -

How this is not a Jack Antoff produced tune is beyond me it sounds so much like Waiting Game, whatever the tune is magic

Don’t blame me love made me crazy, and if it doesn’t you ain’t doing it right - I love the passion filled love story goes back to my love of Burton-Taylor, also reminds me of that thread of That’s the Way I Loved You

I’ve been breaking hearts a long time - Love it

They say she’s gone too far this time - this is powerful

And I’m just gonna call you mine, I’m insane but I’m your baby - Playing on the medias stereotype, getting a bit old

Echoes, love you name inside my mind, halo, hiding my obsession - It’s a good lyric especially the name inside my mind

And baby, for you, I would fall from grace, just to touch your face - I wrote a similar line in a song earlier today before I heard this similar feeling runs deep

If you walk away, I'd beg you on my knees to stay - playing on the damsel in distress vibe again, also getting a bit old

Delicate

This ain’t for the best, my reputations never been worse - I love the my reputations never been worse line <3

Oh damn, never seen that color blue - Love it

Is it cool that I said all that, Is it chill that you're in my head? 'Cause I know that it's delicate - Fresh love, and I like it cause I get

Is it too soon to do this yet? 'Cause I know that it's delicate - I feel like this is about writing a song about someone, like is it too soon to write a song about this yet, not in a bad way!!!

Do the girls back home touch you like I do? - Sexy line, hot

Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs - Line reminds me of ‘ Sounded like footsteps on my stairs’ from If This Was a Movie. Also reminds me of All Too Well and the ‘down the stairs you were there I remember it all too well’ cause you know I’ll look for any reason to mention the power song

Stay here, honey, I don't wanna share - ??? what’s this about

Sometimes I wonder when you sleep, are you ever dreaming of me? - <3

Sometimes when I look into your eyes, I pretend you're mine, all the damn time - LOVE IT

Look What You Made Me Do

I’ve fallen out of love with the beat but it is still lit

But I got smarter I got harder in the nick of time - It’s strong and give me power

Honey I rose up from the dead I do it all time - See above

I got a list of names and yours is in red underlined, I check it once, then I check it twice - See above, also it’s vicious and I live for it

Maybe I got mine, but you'll all get yours - Kitty got claws

I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me - Makes me grin with evil intentions

I’m sorry, the old Taylor can't come to the phone right now" "Why?" "Oh, 'cause she's dead!" - Maniacal laughter like Yzma as the cat in Emperorers New Groove

Below the lines that I’m not here for anymore

You ask me for a place to sleep,locked me out and threw a feast - idk? just eye roll?

The world moves on, another day, another drama, drama, but not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma - again just done with it

So it Goes...

I'm yours to keep and I'm yours to lose - Cool

You know I'm not a bad girl, but I do bad things with you - ;)

Met you in a bar, All eyes on me, your illusion is, All eyes on us - Makes me think of This is What You Came For, so I’m thinking this is a Calvin dig, for him being a intimidated by her success

I make all your grey days clear and wear you like a necklace - This whole song I’m like idek if this is good or not, this is my least fav song on the album

I'm so chill, but you make me jealous - Girl we’re cool, but when have you ever been chill, and you’ve always been jelly?

Come here, dressed in black now - Oooh reputation era, bad ass taylor coming in, having her emo dressing in all black phase coming in XD

Scratches down your back now - Rawr sexy

Gorgeous

You should take it as a compliment that I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk - Making fun of Joe’s British accent ;)

And I got a boyfriend he’s older than us he’s in the club doing I don’t know what - Tom? Calvin??? Who knows.

Whiskey on ice, sunset and vine, you’ve ruined my life by not being mine - I get it

You’re so gorgeous, I can’t say anything to your face, cause look at your face - Again I feel it

You should take it as a compliment that I’m talking to everyone here but you - Agreed

If you got a girlfriend, I’m jealous of her, but if you’re single it’s actually worse - Honestly yes, cause if you got a girlfriend, Ima be good cause I’m a Jackie not a Marilyn, but if you don’t omg I’m sorry I can’t stop it

You’re so gorgeous it actually hurts - Yep

Ocean blue eyes looking in mine, I feel like I might sink and drown and die - I’m sinking drowning and dying all at once

Like Joe isn’t really attractive to me but I’m glad she’s happy and wrote this bop cause I feel it in my soul

Getaway Car

The robo voice can go thank you

It was the best of times the worst of crimes - Love it already

I struck a match and blew your mind, but I didn’t mean it, and you didn’t see it - <3

The tires were black, the lies were white, and shades of gray in candle light - WHY DO I ENJOY THIS?

I wanted to leave him, but I needed a reason - IS JOE THE REASON? Okay love, but also come on if you wanna leave him, leave him for you!

X marks the spot where we fell apart, he poisoned the well, I was lying to myself - I love it so much and the beat??!?

I knew from the first old fashioned we were cursed, we never had a shot, shot, shot in the dark - Honestly can’t tell if this is her being like been on Joe for the longest time wanted to kick all the boys to curb moment I saw him shit, or whether it’s just her telling one of her made up love stories tied to the truth??? Like this is just about Bonnie and Clyde sorta and she’s just tying it to this.

You were driving the get away car, we were flying but we never get far - BOP BOP BOP

Don't pretend it's such a mystery think about the place where you first met me-And where exactly is that Taylor we’d all like to know, WHERE, WHEN, AND HOW DID YOU REALLY MEET JOE EXPLAIN

We're ridin' in a getaway car there were sirens in the beat of your heart - <3

Shoulda know I'd be the first to leave - Love

While he was runnin' after us, I was screamin', "go, go, go!" - LOVE LOVE LOVE

But with three of us, honey, it's a side show and a circus ain't a love story and now we're both sorry - Getting all kinds of era refs here

It hit you like a shotgun shot in the heart - Dead

I'm in a getaway car,I left you in a motel bar, put the money in the bag and I stole the keys that was the last time you ever saw me - This whole line is killer and I love it

King of My Heart

I'm perfectly fine, I live on my own,I made up my mind, I'm better off bein' alone - Love it

We met a few weeks ago - Idk but I like this single line

So prove to me I'm your American Queen and you move to me like I'm a Motown beat - I get American Boy vibes from this

Cause all the boys and their expensive cars, with their Range Rovers and their Jaguars, never took me quite where you do - All I can think about is Harry’s Range Rover, and Tom in the Jaguar commercials, and lol jaggywires

Late in the night, the city's asleep your love is a secret I’m hoping, dreaming, dying to keep - sound of my heart beat

Change my priorities - sweet

Overall song is just eh - second least av

Dancing with Our Hands Tied

That beginning piano is magic

I, I loved you in secret first sight, yeah, we love without reason - <3

Oh, 25 years old, Oh, how were you to know and my, my love had been frozen - </3

Deep blue, but you painted me golden - powerful

You said there was nothing in the world that could stop it, I had a bad feeling - Strong, and heartbreaking

People started talking, putting us through our paces,I knew there was no one in the world who could take it - SEE ABOVE

I hate the chourus

I, I loved you in spite of, deep fears that the world would divide us - Beautiful

I'm a mess, but I'm the mess that you wanted - Darling

Swaying as the room burned down, I'd hold you as the water rushes in - All about the idc, and lets keep going even as havoc wreaks

Third least fav maybe?

Dress

Golden Tattoo - ????

All of this silence and patience, panic, and anticipation, my hands are shaking from holding back from you - Darling and sexy at the same time also come on Taylor just jump his bones!

I don't want you like a best friend - Did anyone not know this?

Only bought this dress on you could take it off, take it off, carve your name into my bedpost - Sexy, also still hear carve you name into my nipples XD

And if I get burned, at least we were electrified - Cool, but if you get burned you’re gonna be pissed

Nights back when you met me your buzzcut, and my hair bleed - Hair bleeds??

Even in my worst times, you could see the best of me - <3

Flash back to my mistakes,my rebounds, my earthquakes - Pain

Even in my worst nights, you saw the truth of me - <3

Don’t like the high pitch of the song, everyone built it up so it fell flat

Fourth least fav maybe???

This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

Feeling so Gatsby for that whole year - BOP

So why'd you have to rain on my parade? - BOP

This is why we can’t have nice things, cause you break them, I have to take them away - !!!!!

It was so nice being friends again, there I was, giving you a second chance, but then you stabbed my back - KANYE KANYE KANYE

And therein lies the issue, friends don't try to trick you, get you on the phone and mind-twist you, and so I took an axe to a mended fence - HOT HOT HOT, I really want an axe to swing

But I'm not the only friend you've lost lately, if only you weren't so shady - grinning cuz Jay-Z

Here's a toast to my real friends,they don't care about that he-said-she-said - POWERFUL, makes me think of Taylor’s You Belong With Me Shirt in LWYMMD

And here's to my baby he ain't reading what they call me lately - Getting a lil tired of this her BABY, all songs are about Joe, JOE, JOE, JOE okay we get it, glad you happy, calm down

And here's to my momma had to listen to all this drama - My favorite part idk why

And here's to you cause forgiveness is a nice thing to do haha, I can't even say it with a straight face - ;) I it’s funny, idek how to feel cuz im like oh god but also HYSTARICAL??

Not for the siren sounds, but also it’s lit and a secret fav?

Call it What You Want

THIS SONG IS MY BABY!!

My castle crumbled overnight, I brought a knife to a gunfight - <3

They took the crown but it’s alright - </3

All the liars are calling me one, nobodies heard from me for months - 0.0

I’m doing better than I ever was - Happy for her

My babies fit like a daydream, walking with his head down, I’m the one he’s walking to - <3 :) love it, and she used the British term fit XD

My babies fly like a jetstream, high above the whole scene, loves me like I’m brand new - Beautiful

All my flowers grew back as thorns, windows boarded up after the storm - The afterward to Clean

He built a fire just to keep me warm - Bonfire imagery gets me

They fade to nothing when I look at him - <3

And I know I make the same mistakes everytime, bridges burn, I never learn - POWERFUL ADMITTING IT

At least I did one thing right - <3

I’m laughing with my lover making forts under covers - <3 :)

Trust him like a brother - TRUST TRUST TRUST GETS ME

I want to wear his initial on chain round my neck, not because he owns me, but cause he really knows me - UGH I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT

Which is more than they can say - <3

I recall late November, holding my breath slowly I said, you don’t need to save me, but would you runaway with me, yes - <3 LOVE LIKE THIS IS KILLING ME

New Years Day

Her voice is so sweet and dewey here and I love it, but everyone hyped it up and so it fell a lil flat on me imagery is great tho

Don’t read the last page, but I stay when you’re lost and I’m scared and you’re turning away - <3 <3 <3

I want your midnights - <3

You squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxi - Eh it’s okay, sweet???

I can tell it’s gonna be a long road - LONG GOOD ROAD

If you strike out and you’re crawling home - Strong supportive

When it’s hard or it’s wrong or we’re making mistakes - AGAIN SUPPORTIVE LOVE

Hold on to the memories, they will hold onto you - Strong strong strong anything with the word memories gets me everytime

Please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere - CRYING HERE

You and me forevermore - I hope <3

#reputation #taylor swift #reputation spoilers

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burger-louise · 7 years

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I’m the 5 Things Tag I was tagged by @holllywoo (who else even tags me in stuff lbr)

5 things you’ll find in my bag 1. Earphones 2. Tissues 3. (most of the time) a journal/notebook 4. My keys (equipped with a mini Yoda) 5. Lip balm

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom 1. Fairy lights 2. My whiteboard (rn with grafitti thanks to everyone’s favourite @holllywoo ) 3. Adventure Time crap all over the place 4. Lots of different black shoes ranging from boots to sneakers to flats but lemme tell you it’s all black i’m not even kidding 5. Woofy the soft toy dog, my dearest companion of 9 years

5 things I’ve always wanted to do in life 1. Go to every Disneyland 2. Learn how to ride a skateboard 3. Visit NASA (and maybe even space… 👀) 4. Own a pet dog 5. Learn sign language (which I’ve actually been doing a little bit!)

5 things that make me happy 1. Late night movie marathons 2. Food in general (but specifically ice cream and pie… and not together… obviously…?) 3. Warm, fluffy blankets 4. Playing video games for hours 5. Finding clothes that fit my aesthetic AND my price range

5 things I’m currently into 1. All Time Low 2. Steven Universe 3. The hoodie and denim jacket layer look (ref: Alex Gaskarth, beautiful smol bean man) 4. Guardians of the Galaxy (when am I not tbh, but i’m extra hyped bc Vol. 2) 5. Pokemon (my love for it got rekindled when I went to some kid’s house and witnessed the mistreatment of Pokemon cards from a disrespectful 7 year old but that’s a whole other story… idk hmu if u actually wanna know what happened bc that day was p wild)

5 things on my to do list 1. Finish reading Miss Peregrine’s Home 2. Catch up on maths hw (rip my soul) 3. Get up to date with Adventure Time 4. Listen to more Waterparks (I really like their song Royal so I must check out more) 5. Buy new black jeans

5 things people may not know about me 1. I was not born in Australia, I was actually born and raised in Singapore for 7 years 2. My mum gave me ice coffee a lot as a kid (which I think explains a lot about me…) 3. I’m not claustrophobic. Sure, small spaces and packed crowds can trigger my anxiety but it’s not claustrophobia. I can handle small spaces just fine. In fact, I love exploring tight-walled caves and side alleys in busy towns but I just don’t like when small spaces are packed with people, THAT’S what sets me off. I say it’s claustrophobia bc I really don’t like explaining my anxiety (especially bc I don’t really understand it myself) 4. I find it really hard to make friends. Like, good friends. People assume I can be friends with anyone bc I can hold a conversation but I find it extremely hard to cross the boundary from casual friends to someone I can actually trust. Right now, I only have two people I feel like I can talk to about my most personal issues, and one of them is an online friend who I’ve never actually met. I talk openly about having anxiety and depression but I find it wayyy too hard to actually go into detail about it with people. 5. Okay uh let’s end this on a happy note… I technically skipped 1st grade because of the weird schooling system differences from Singapore to Australia 🤷‍♀️

Ok so I tag @obscureenthusiast @phanscake and @alltimefreak

#tag #damn this was hard #also i got too deep too fast #yikes

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RELEASE BOOST Title: Sun Kissed by the Billionaire Series: The Kissed Series #3 Author: Lizabeth Scott Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance Release Date: September 4, 2017 BLURB From the bestselling author of The Kissed Series comes the highly anticipated third installment, Sun Kissed by the Billionaire. What would you sacrifice for the one you love? She’s gone. Marc stared at the early morning lights as it played across the ceiling above him. Every morning I wake up, and for a split-second…I don’t remember she left. I don’t remember the unfounded accusations hurled my way, or how I wanted to rip the divorce papers into infinite pieces like she did to us. But then I blink, and it all comes rushing back. Every. Single. Day. And night. My dreams are filled with the raspy sounds of her voice urging me on, the bite of pain as her nails dig desperately into my back, and the way she looks to the heavens in awe as I push her over the edge. And then…I wake up, and her side of the bed is as cold as my wrecked heart. Why? Throwing his legs over the side of the bed Marc dropped his head into his hands, grinding the palms of his hands into his sleep deprived eyes, with only one thought to get him through the day… I’m not going to stop until I know why she threw us away. **Every Lizabeth Scott book is a “Cliffhanger FREE Zone!” Inside each story, you will find flawed alpha heroes who like to have their way with strong, quirky, yet endearing heroines who love their wicked ways. You’ll find plenty of toe curling steaminess with a laugh or two along the way, and always a happy ending. KISSED SERIES LINEUP INCLUDES Snow Kissed by the Billionaire Chased by the Billionaire (Included in Billionaires on the Beach Boxed Set) Sun Kissed by the Billionaire French Kissed by the Billionaire (COMING) GOODREADS LINK: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35605548-sun-kissed-by-the-billionaire PURCHASE LINKS US: http://amzn.to/2iD5Xpn UK: http://amzn.to/2wDDG7O CA: http://amzn.to/2xrl6gH AU: http://amzn.to/2xGWrns B&N: http://bit.ly/2xrxCNm Kobo: http://bit.ly/2xrf3IW iBooks: http://apple.co/2xGHlyr Google Play: http://bit.ly/2xuy0uz EARLY REVIEWS OF SUN KISSED BY THE BILLIONAIRE I am in love with Marc, so I am telling you, Ms. Scott, that you need to put a warning on this book telling the women to keep their dirty thoughts about him at bay because I have claimed him as mine. I will even lick him to make it official. ******************* OMG I want Marc and you had me going the whole time. I couldn't predict where you were taking me next and I love that. The twist… good Lord, that was brilliant. ****************** Can I just say I am freaking in love with Marc. OMG where did this man come from and are there extras. **************** I started this book on Saturday morning and couldn't put it down until I finished at 1AM! I had to see what happened next. What I thought would happen totally didn't! Great one! **************** EXCERPT Callie stared at the pen her lawyer laid before her. “Sign here, then initial here, and here.” With only a few marks on a piece of paper, she’d end the best thing that had ever happened to her. Her eyes dropped to her hands, clasped tightly in her lap. The promises she’d made with the shiny stone on her ring finger taunted her. She’d been so happy the day Marc had asked her to marry him and placed the ring on her finger. Since that day, she’d never once removed the diamond solitaire. Nine months of sheer bliss with the man she loved. Her eyes began to water as the diamond swam in and out of focus. Hurting Marc was the worst part of it all. But hurting him now, by her own hand, was the only way she knew to protect him. “Callie,” Rebecca, her lawyer, asked. “Do you have any questions?” She fought against the dizziness, shook her head and slowly picked up the pen. “No, no questions.” The cool metal felt heavy in her hand, just like the burden she’d been carrying most of her life. She had nobody to blame but herself for ever thinking she could bury her past. She’d been distracted by the brilliance of her love for Marc, and their relationship had moved too fast. They had fallen in love and were married less than a month after they’d met. He’d come into her life like a whirlwind and made her believe she deserved to be happy. She didn’t. She’d been too weak to walk away when she should have, before things went too far, and now she had to hurt the man she’d grown to love deeply and endlessly. It seemed cruel, but was the exact opposite. “Callie, are you sure you want to sign those papers?” No, she didn’t want to sign them, but there was no other way. “I’m sure.” “I have to ask you again, is that the total amount you want? Marc is worth billions. You could be set for life if you’d ask for your fair share.” Money. She’d give it all up if it meant she’d get to keep Marc. “I want no more than the amount I stated, including the clause that additional funds are forever non-negotiable.” Rebecca looked ready to argue the point again. “Callie, you’re not even asking for alimony.” Callie’s eyes blazed and her voice rose. “I don’t want it, Rebecca. We were only married for nine months. It was a marriage that never should have happened in the first place.” Nine perfect months that she would cherish for the rest of her life. Well, it had been perfect until she’d accused Marc of being unfaithful. Since that day, they’d had so many fights she’d lost count. She leaned forward to sign, but Rebecca stopped her. “One hundred thousand dollars isn’t going to go very far when you consider maintaining your lifestyle.” Maintaining her lifestyle. That was a joke. The life she’d lived with Marc had been magical, like a dream come true. She could never replicate that without him. But that wasn’t her lifestyle. Luxury houses, drivers, designer clothes, chefs—those weren’t her. Marc had been all she’d ever wanted. Not things. She’d have no trouble returning to what she knew best. Straightening her back, blinking to focus on the lines, Callie signed her name in the appropriate spots and pushed the papers away. “Are we finished here?” Rebecca looked like she wanted to argue, then relented. “Yes, but I still wish you’d reconsider.” Callie shook her head and stared at the papers mocking her on the table. Her last remaining connection with Marc. “Do you have my check?” Rebecca shuffled through a file and handed over a white envelope. With much more bravery than she actually felt, Callie took the check and stood on unsteady legs. She gave herself a moment for the trembling to settle before turning around. She pulled off her ring and held it out. “Would you see that Marc gets this, please?” Rebecca paused and Callie braced for another confrontation, but then Rebecca took the ring from her cold fingers. “Yes, of course.” “Thank you, Rebecca. I’ll send my forwarding address once I’m settled.” But she wouldn’t. It would be better just to disappear. After shaking hands, Callie walked out of the New York office and never once looked back, because if she did, she would crawl back to Marc and beg him to forgive her. And she loved him too much ever to do that. ALSO AVAILABLE IN THE KISSED SERIES #1 Snow Kissed by the Billionaire – only 99c US: http://amzn.to/2wizxDs UK: http://amzn.to/2vlvZ6c CA: http://amzn.to/2wiyrb4 AU: http://amzn.to/2vlxzVG B&N: http://bit.ly/2wcBKSR Kobo: http://bit.ly/2gjJhJN iBooks: http://apple.co/2wihWM5 #2 Chased by the Billionaire (Included in Billionaires on the Beach Boxed Set) – only 99c US: http://amzn.to/2wDaBcL UK: http://amzn.to/2wWRE4w CA: http://amzn.to/2iEbs7h AU: http://amzn.to/2wMo5De B&N: http://bit.ly/2wDdz0A Kobo: http://bit.ly/2wWy9sI iBooks: http://apple.co/2vxFPhl AUTHOR BIO Who is Lizabeth Scott? A voracious reader and a full-time writer for about 4 months! Liz is a wife and mother of two grown children and the proud grandma of the sweetest little baby ever. She is the personal assistant to a terrier terror named Moxie who she occasionally takes to the drive-through for a burger. Liz is a Carolina girl who loves sand between her toes as frequently as possible. At the prompting of a friend Liz began living her dream of writing in 2013 and is now the author of The Royal Vow Series, The Hearts of Gold Series, The Dirty Ankle Series and The Kissed Series. Liz loves to connect with readers and invites you to join her on FACEBOOK, TWITTER, PINTEREST, and INSTAGRAM. Be sure to stop by her WEBSITE and browse through all her books. Join Liz’s Facebook Kissed Series Reader Group where it’s all KISSED all the time! Come on over and join this group where everything Kissed is discussed! You never know when you may find a deleted scene or behind the book secrets. How you get me. You can now receive Liz Scott news for releases, giveaways and special announcements in two different way! You decide what works best for you. Get me in a NEWSLETTER OR Get me in a FACEBOOK MESSAGE AUTHOR LINKS Website: http://www.lizscottbooks.com Newsletter: http://bit.ly/2hl8U8I Facebook Messenger: https://m.me/LizabethScottAuthor?ref=w419825 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/LizabethScottAuthor Facebook Kissed Series Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/kissedseries/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/LScottBooks Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/lizabethscottauthor Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/LizabethScott4U

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