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xnchxntmxnt · 1 year

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I posted 1,055 times in 2022

That's 173 more posts than 2021!

296 posts created (28%)

759 posts reblogged (72%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@kage7ama

@pixelwisp

I tagged 441 of my posts in 2022

#//ɪɴʙᴏx - 150 posts

#random bullshittery - 51 posts

#//ᴏʀɪɢɴᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ - 46 posts

#jack — 🛸 - 32 posts

#//ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ - 25 posts

#anniversary event - 19 posts

#sk8 the infinity x reader - 15 posts

#sk8 - 15 posts

#sk8 x reader - 13 posts

#sk8 the infinity - 13 posts

Longest Tag: 135 characters

#i just read a fuckin fic that reader was supposed to be like. a lot shorter than sakusa. i know several girls who are at least 5’9 like

My Top Posts in 2022:

How They Kiss (KnB ver.)

Fandom: Kuroko's Basketball

Character: Kise Ryouta, Kuroko Tetsuya, Kagami Taiga, Murasakibara Atsushi

Warnings: borderline suggestive but mostly fluffy bs. not proofread or edited at ALL. written at 1am excuse the grammar

Notes: gonna make another one of these w my boys but i gotta make the bestie (ew i hate that i said that like they are i just hate the word) & the no homo s/o happy first <33 @rqkuya thanks for the inspo on the kuroko one and @ruujiko come get ur man he's a giant teddy bear

gn!reader!

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316 notes - Posted March 12, 2022

5 Moments Kagami Taiga Realized How Much He Liked You, and the One He Finally Did Something About It

Fandom: Kuroko’s Basketball

Character: Kagami Taiga

Warnings: cursing, several food mentions, it’s assumed that reader isn’t a basketball player but knows a little, minor injury mentioned, plz dont listen to the fic ur not actually supposed to use hydrogen peroxide on cuts but i didnt know that till i googled it after i read this just use cool water to clean it,

Notes: wrote the ending when i was sick so its shitty however this is officially the longest fic I've written and posted on here. beat the last one by like 20 words or something. congrats to me

gn!reader!

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362 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

hi, can i please request the sk8 boys reactions to a reader who can skate (doing tricks and all) wearing stilettos? take your time and take care!!

sk8 boys reacting to you skating in heels

Fandom: Sk8 The Infinity

Characters: Kaoru “Cherry Blossom” Sakurayashiki, Miya Chinen, Reki Kyan

Warnings: MIYAS IS PLATONIC ONLY. that was my biggest concern writing him. however the other two can be taken as platonic or romantic, dealer’s choice. reader’s age isn’t implied either so you could be a friend/older sibling/partner/whatever you like!

Notes: hi! so sk8 boys was vague so I did some favs + some people who deserve more recognition on my blog lol. i could do a pt 2 if anyone is interested?? It would be Langa & Joe and maybe shadow hmm

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365 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

hihi!! i saw your event and i love the theme jdbsjs <33 also happy (early?) birthday to both you and koi!!

can i request a 4 star pull for genshin impact? the trope would be they forgot your birthday (hurt/comfort pls) ☺️☺️ with xiao, diluc, and gorou?

thank you so much!! if i didn’t request correctly pls feel free to dm me :,)

when they forget your birthday...

etc: established relationship, modern au![character] x gn!reader, gn pronouns used (they/them/mx.), food mentions (not descriptive), probably very ooc i'm sorry

notes: the favoritism is real in this one :,)

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398 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Detention

Fandom: Stranger Things

Character: Eddie Munson

Warnings: suggestive content, lots of kissing

Notes: before anyone gets too excited im not writng for everyone just this guy. feel free to send requests for him tho im in love with this bastard man <3 anyway what even is this help me /hj

gn (masc leaning) reader

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“(Y/N)...psst, hey, (Y/N).”

“No.”

“What do you mean no?”

“I mean you're the reason we’re stuck here in the first place! So no!”

“Hey, ain’t my fault Holak’s a pain in everyone’s ass and doesn’t like it when I kiss my favorite person in the hallway.”

“We were not kissing you were making out with me under the stairs, Munson. And now I have detention and it's your fault.”

Eddie Munson, king freak of Hawkins High, dungeon master and ring leader of Hellfire Club, and worst of all your boyfriend flashed his incredibly irritating and adorable smile at you—you looked away to not fall for it, going back to your homework.

He leaned forward and whispered in your ear, “you weren’t complaining about it before she found us, were you?”

You could just smack him.

Instead, you decided to tune him out and continue your work. May as well do something productive here, right?

You didn’t look up when the teacher mentioned something about having a meeting to go to and expecting you to behave yourselves, nor did you look up when he left. You, unfortunately, looked up when Eddie took your pencil out of your hand and sat on the desk in front of you.

“Hey! That’s mine!”

“Come get it, sweetheart.”

There’s that cocky smirk you hate so much from him.

You stood from your seat, as did he. He held the pencil above and behind his head, so you lunged forward for it. With a bit of laugh, he dropped the pencil and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in tight. Your hand you reached for the pencil with landed on his shoulder in defeat.

“You’re a prick,” you complained, although you made no effort to pull away.

“Mhm, yeah, and you hate me so much. Shut up and kiss me already.”

He silenced anything else you planned on saying with a needy kiss. Almost immediately you melted, using your other hand to run through his hair. When you tugged gently, he groaned against your lips, pulling you tighter against him. Without a second thought, he walked you backward into a desk (luckily not the one you’d been sitting at) and you sat on top. His hands traveled down from your waist to your legs, guiding you to wrap them around his waist.

You pulled away from him, putting a finger over his lips to stop him from following yours. “We shouldn’t be doing this, Ed. We’re screwed if he comes back in.”

“You didn’t seem to be complaining.”

You groaned in frustration and laid your head against his shoulder. “Eddie Munson, you are such a pain in my ass.”

“I could be if ya let me.”

“Ed!”

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813 notes - Posted June 27, 2022

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sskk-ao3feed · 2 years

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hello gays (2022)

by Hufflepuff_06

a work for pride month. that is it. its gay, so if the bugs you, begone.

NEXT UPDATE JUNE 20TH - im going to try to get caught up by the 22nd

Words: 6060, Chapters: 16/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of saturn's pride collection

Fandoms: SK8 the Infinity (Anime), 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Haikyuu!!, 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs, Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, M/M, Gen, Multi

Characters: Other Character Tags to Be Added, Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Hasegawa Langa, Kyan Reki, Chinen Miya, Jirou Kyouka, Sugawara Koushi, Oikawa Tooru, Semi Eita (mentioned), Shirabu Kenjiro (mentioned), Tendo Satori (mentioned), Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Shimizu KiyokoTakashi (SK8 the Infinity), Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Hinata Shouyou, Tsukishima Kei, Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku, Jonathan Byers, Will Byers, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Joyce Byers, Argyle (Stranger Things)

Relationships: Other Relationship Tags to Be Added, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Oikawa Tooru/Sugawara Koushi, Shimizu Kiyoko/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Chinen Miya/Takashi, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Hinata Shouyou/Tsukishima Kei, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler, Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler

Additional Tags: They are all gay, in some way, this is for pride month, cherry is a parent, love this, sorr for the angst, tryign to keep pride month fluffy, implied underage drinking?, Fluff, tanaka and kiyoko are not a straight couple, i had to throw a sickfic in here okay, atsushi nakajima is like a tiger, shoyo hinata likes scary movies, Demisexual Midoriya Izuku, Gay Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Bisexual Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Pansexual Chinen Miya, Nonbinary Hinata Shouyou, Nonbinary Tsukishima Kei, Ceterosexual Tsukishima Kei, Trans Shimizu Kiyoko, Polysexual Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Lesbian Yaoyorozu Momo, Lesbian Jirou Kyouka, Bisexual Oikawa Tooru, Pansexual Sugawara Koushi, Omnisexual Nakajima Atsushi, Gay Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Greysexual Eleven | Jane Hopper, polymory realtionship

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/39417684

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sharkbath · 3 years

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(I don’t know how reblogging works so ima post this as a fail safe)

MY SHADOKA FAN-FICTION IS COMPLETED!!!

Managing Love

It’s been two weeks of writing this fluff fest I hope you guys like it :DD.

I promised y’all two weeks ago that I would write it and write it I did 😌

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rekiroyalstraightprincemaru · 2 years

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Bitter Chocolates

Valentine’s day special for Cherry x Joe! Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!

. . .

Kojiro’s first heartbreak was in high school.

It was no secret, the feelings he harbored for Kaoru. He wasn’t one to hide what he felt, but even then his best friend still hadn’t so much as acknowledged them, which was fine. Kaoru was all logic while he was all feelings, and that was fine. Great even, each of them keeping the other in check even if they did grate on one another’s nerves.

Call him cliche, but today of all days seemed to be the best to finally confess. Worst came to worst, they’d laugh it off and eat the chocolates he’d made together as friends in the skate park. Nothing to lose but everything to gain.

Or at least that’s what he told himself. He’d seen the Valentine’s flooding Kaoru and the look of disdain he gave them, as if the hearts, cards, and candies were nothing but the worst kind of garbage. He’d gotten his fair share as well, but he for one, would like to say he handled it better and was not leading them on as Kaoru had said. The man had no idea what social grace was.

He could do this, he repeated time and time again in his head as he grabbed his skateboard and kicked off, speeding towards their meeting spot. No amount of worrying would do him any good.

What he didn’t expect was to find not only Kaoru, but Adam there as well, the two of them standing too close together and Kaoru looking down at his feet and pink blush painting his face as he murmured something to the other man.

Kojiro halted to a stop, kicking his skateboard on its tip so it wouldn’t roll away. It was fine. They could just be talking normally, right? The three of them were all incredibly close, after all. It could just-

And that’s when Kaoru reached up and kissed Adam.

It wasn’t that which made time come to a halt. The breaking of a heart always happened in seconds with no time to prepare or the world pausing to feel the shards. It gave no time to become accustomed to the pain or to let one recover from the shock. It took but a single moment.

But when Adam pushed Kaoru away and onto the hard cement, when Adam began screaming, yelling that Kaoru didn’t have the right to love him, that Kaoru had never been more than dirt under his feet was when time slowed, when Kojiro found himself running forwards and his fist connecting with Adam’s face.

Hands pulled him away from the sneering man he’d once called a friend as he heard himself screaming right back, hurling the words back, his heart flaming with the need to somehow hurt the other so badly it would take away the pain he’d inflicted.

“Calm down, Kojiro,” Kaoru’s voice came from behind him. It didn’t sound right. Nothing was right, the defeat, the hurt, the sheer lifelessness within it. And definitely not the clogged, choked ring it had to it, as if he was speaking with barbed wire wrapped around his neck, too scared to so much as breathe lest it dig into his skin.

“You want me to calm down after what that son of a bitch did!” Kojiro snarled, whipping around and tearing Kaoru’s hands off him, gripping the other by his shoulders. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t rip him to shreds!”

Kaoru shook his head, his eyes closing as a single tear slipped down his face. His rage didn’t matter. No matter how hard he beat Adam into the ground, no matter what sort of fake apology he might beat out of him, it wouldn’t reverse the hurt he’d caused. It would only tear Kaoru apart more.

He pulled the other into a hug, tucking his head into his shoulder so he wouldn’t have to see Adam. He really was too thin, the ribs beneath his hands and layers of clothing still tangible not to mention the minute shakes wracking the body pulled close to his with every choked breath.

“Leave,” he hissed, not finding the strength to look away from his friend in his arms. “And don’t come back or I’ll finish what I started.”

Footsteps rang out, echoing in the abandoned site they’d found before the famiar grind of wheels on cements faded into the distance.

“He’s gone,” Kojiro whispered, resisting the urge to pet the other’s pink locks, always so in place but now matted and frayed everywhere. “It’s just the two of us now. He won’t be coming back unless you want him to.”

A sniffle. Kaoru never cried. Never showed so much as an ounce of emotion. The slightest twitch of his mouth, or even the slightest softening of his resting bitch face was the equivalent of him bursting into laughter till his sides hurt.

An entire tear and-

Kojiro pushed the thought away. If he dwelt on it, a portion of the pain would find its way into his heart as well and Kaoru needed him. It wasn’t the time for him to break down. Not yet.

“Here, let’s get you over to one of the benches. You’ve gotta hurt. Sitting should help.”

All he received was the tiniest of nods and he lead the other man to the nearest one, not letting him go till they arrived and he guided him down to sit beside him.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Another shake of the head.

“Here, this probably won’t help much, but food always makes me feel better. I brought these chocolates I got today, thought we could eat them together,” he said, bringing out the box he’d wrapped himself. Kaoru didn’t need to know where they really came from. He didn’t need to know for a long, long time.

He pressed one into Kaoru’s slender fingers. “It’s dark chocolate, your favorite. I couldn’t eat this stuff myself.”

Kaoru nodded, before slowly bringing it to his mouth and chewing. It was something, a reaction if nothing else. One step forward at a time.

. . .

Years had passed. Kojiro had become a chef, found himself throwing himself at women in an attempt of burying his feelings. Sometimes it was enough to make him forget.

He wasn’t allowed to call Kaoru by his name anymore. It was Cherry and the only time they actually talked was when the other got too drunk to speak without slurring.

Kaor- Cherry had built walls around himself. He’d been hurt time and time again, but that day beneath the bridge had finally been one too many. The walls around his heart hadn’t truly crumbled since.

#it's 3am and I am going through it #i might write something fluffy later #idk #sk8 #sk8 the infinity #matcha blossom #matchablossom #kojiro nanjo #kaoru sakurayashiki #valentine day fic #sk8 fanfic #fanfic #anime #angst #unrequited love

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severushed-toslytherin · 3 years

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My friends: hey now don’t be so sad, I’m sad that sk8 the infinity is over too. Try watching this anime, maybe it’ll help you get over it and move on.

Me: *sobbing, surrounded by fanart, fics, and my personal art* o-okay

My friend: *4 days later* so... how’d it go?

Me: *wrapped up in a blanket staring at 50 unread fics* it’s been months and I’m not coping well. Nothing is filling this void 💔

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ask-mrsakurayashiki · 3 years

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My mother send me photos of my cats but younger

One is gonna haunt you in your sleep and one looks like a rat.

My first thought was: Reki and Miya if they were kittens.

#They don't look like a rat-- they look fluffy 😌#But the other one does look slightly demonic.#kaoru sakurayashiki #cats #princess of condemnation

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pillow-anime-talk · 2 years

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s/o with gender dysphoria.

request: hi! can i request something sfw? can i have some headcanons for the sk8 characters (reki, langa, cherry) helping their s/o with gender dysphoria, i’m a trans male and my dysphoria has become really bad and i just need some comfort. it’s okay if you don’t want to do the request if your uncomfortable

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; a bit of angst, also fluff; gender dysphoria; rather sfw

includes: male reader ft. reki kyan, langa hasegawa & kaoru sakurayashiki {sk8}

author’s note: hello, friend! in case of any mistakes, please write me about them privately or in a comment. i love and i support you!

— REKI

↘ Understands all your concerns and always tries to comfort you with a small joke, a smile or an offer to spend time together in the workshop, at work or in the skate park.

↘ He supports you the most in the world and I think he would be the kind of person to go shopping with you so that you could buy some men’s clothes for you. He will even lend you his own clothes to wear!

↘ Red head is so proud when you feel good about yourself. Reki praises you and gives you a lot of confidence as you walk through the city.

↘ He’s generally a nice and happy boy, but if he hears a bad word directed at you, you will surely see him as pissed off as never before. He’s so fucking protective.

— LANGA

↘ Tries to spend a lot of time next to you at school and/or at work so that you don’t feel lonely.

↘ He wants the best for you and is very happy about all the little things you do to feel better with yourself; like buying a new razor or wearing boxer shorts.

↘ I’m pretty sure that Langa will talk to his mother a lot about you, your relation, your problems. This sweet middle-aged woman will also show you a lot of support in this situation. She’ll call you her second son and will buy you cute, fluffy socks for the next Christmas so that you will feel a lot of love from her.

↘ Will definitely encourage you to express your point of view on a random topics; whether it’s soccer, makeup, school, or your relationship. He’s willing to talk about anything and always assures you that even though you are men, you can talk about romantic films, cosmetics and shopping.

↘ As supportive as Reki, so don’t worry about any nasty comments. Blue haired will surely protect you from every bad word.

— KAORU

↘ At first, he gets deeply into the topic of dysphoria, being a trans person, and reads a lot and listens to how to help them. Then Kaoru starts doing his thing and does everything in his power to make you feel good about your body and soul.

↘ If you were in a relationship before your change, he’s very supportive and accepts your all choices. He believes that the most important thing is to feel good with yourself, and only then with partner. He’s so happy to help raise money for medicines, binder and new clothes. But, if you have entered into a relationship after your verbal/operative sex reassignment surgery, he’s very mature and understands everything you say to him. He’ll ask a lot of questions, but remember, it’s okay! Cherry just want to understand you well. In both cases, he gives you his all pure love.

↘ He listens attentively to all your hesitant words or problems and then looks for a rational way out of the unpleasant situation that is bothering you. He is really calm, but at the same time he’s radiating a lot of warmth.

↘ He helps you slowly break your social anxiety; he introduces you to Carla, to Joe, to the boys from ‘S’, and then to other people he knows. He’s an amazing partner.

#— 🍓#sk8 the infinity #sk8 the infinity headcanons #sk8 the infinity x reader #sk8 #sk8 headcanons #sk8 x reader #sk∞#sk∞ headcanons #sk∞ x reader #reki kyan #reki kyan headcanons #reki kyan x reader #langa hasegawa #langa hasegawa headcanons #langa hasegawa x reader #kaoru sakurayashiki #kaoru sakurayashiki headcanons #kaoru sakurayashiki x reader

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rek1s-headband · 3 years

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Hi! Can I request boyfriend headcanons for Reki, Joe and Cherry where gn reader gets migranes, please ?

➯ A/N: Heya! Sorry this took a while, been in a bit of a writing slump lately. Hope you like it!

➯ With a s/o who gets migraines

➯ Characters: Reki Kyan, Kojirou Nanjou, Kaoru Sakurayashiki x gn reader

➯ Warnings: nothing too big, mentions of vomiting

He didn’t understand how much worse they were than standard headaches at first

He brought you painkillers and water, but when the pain persisted he suggested you see a doctor

When you explained to him how migraines worked, he was shooting up to get you blankets, turning lights off and turning down any music that was playing so you didn’t feel any worse

Once he was finished, you were wrapped in his arms while he told you stories about his day, whispering so you didn’t feel any worse

If they ever came on spontaneously, he was always prepared with water and painkillers stocked in his bag

If you had to cancel plans from extremely bad ones, he’d be over at your house in minutes with snacks to comfort you

Has definitely called Cherry and Joe in a panic more than once, not knowing how to help you

Read somewhere that exercise helped migraines, and encouraged you to skate around for a little while with him. Even if it was just for ten minutes, he was hoping the fresh air and fun would help take your mind off it and help it go away

You tried to meditate with him once to see if it would help, but the two of you couldn’t take it seriously and spent the whole session laughing, wincing from the slight pressure it out on your temples

Will bring you lots of food his mother helped him make, rambling about how he read somewhere that certain foods can relieve migraines.

He might not be a doctor, but Reki certainly knows how to help when you do feel sick

Cooks you the best food. Nothing too hot, nothing too cold. Everything is just perfect for helping to relieve migraines. Like Reki, he read some articles on what foods help relieve them the fastest, and tries to incorporate as many as possible into his dishes

If you’re hanging around his restaurant and you start feeling a migraine come on, he will dim the lights, using candles to light the place instead. Surprisingly the customers actually really liked the new lighting, which caused him to do it most days after a certain hour anyway

When your migraines increase your sensitivity to the light and cause you to stay in a dark room for a while, he has joked and called you a “vampire” on multiple occasions

Surprisingly, he’s a very good singer. So if you’re feeling tired and worn out from your migraines, he’ll hold you close to his chest and hum quietly as you drift off to sleep

He’s always stocked up on hot and cold compresses for you, so if you ever need them he’s rushing to his freezer to get you one ASAP

If your migraines come on at S, he’ll drive you home immediately, no matter what race he may or may not have that night

Endless forehead and temple kisses. Every few minutes if he hears you whimper in pain he’ll quietly press one to your head, trying to give what comfort he can

This man is a literal furnace. Just fifteen minutes of having your head pressed to his chest could relieve any migraines you may have

He checks up on you every ten seconds. He’s like a little notification, endlessly reminding you to drink water, to relax, everything you need hes got it covered. You’ve joked that his persistence is the reason for your migraines, which he did not appreciate

At the end of the day, as worried as he is, there’s no one you’d rather have looking after you

Probably the best for actual help with your migraines

He knows all the best herbal remedies for tea and candles that will help relieve them, and will always whip you up a quick drink if you start complaining about them

If you’re eating something that he recognises will worsen your migraines, he’ll simply snatch it from you and pop it in his own mouth, telling you “it’ll make you ill”

You know he just wanted to eat it, but the thought is there

He’ll have Carla monitoring you, so he knows when something is up and he can immediately go get you what you need

Has Carla programmed for “migraine mode”, which will automatically dim his lights, pause any music he had playing originally and instead play some quiet lofi or classical music

On the off chance your migraines are bad enough for you to be vomiting, he’s sitting beside you, holding your hair back with one of his hairties while he rubs your back

Will give you massages to help relieve your migraines. He’ll lie your head in his lap and rub soothing circles into your temples while the kettle boils for your tea

Will call Joe and beg him for recipies on multiple occasions. When Joe offers to come over and “help out” he simply hangs up the phone, telling him Carla has far better recipes than some gorilla

(Joe sends him the recipes after he hangs up anyways)

Unlike Reki, Cherry is actually very good at meditating, putting you at ease within minutes

Has a little room in his house specifically for when you need a quiet place to rest when they get too bad. He has heaters, a comfy bed, fluffy blankets, low lights and peaceful music in there to give you the most comfort possible

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ao3feed-matchablossom · 2 years

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The Warmth of A Dead Body

by michmochmich

Level one vampire hunter, Kojiro Nanjo, has been on the lookout for a certain vampire that's been terrorizing the town for weeks. This vampire is ruthless, devilish, and seeks to seduce its victims before feeding on them, ensuring their survival but leaving them with despicable marks and long-lasting nightmares. Then, he meets Kaoru on a fateful night and everything he knows is shifted upside down.

Words: 3516, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: SK8 the Infinity (Anime)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom

Relationships: Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom

Additional Tags: Vampires, Vampire Hunters, Fluffy Ending, Fluff, Love at First Sight, Idiots in Love, vampire hunter x vampire, Love, Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - Vampire, soft

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/42342060

#IFTTT #fanfic #ao3feed #matcha blossom #ao3feed-matchablossom #sk8 the infinity #sk8 joe #sk8 cherry

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ao3feed-renga · 10 months

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Figuring it Out

by ThickinNugget

Langa Hasegawa is Gay And that’s fine. Langa Hasegawa has a crush on someone at S That’s fine too.

Reki Kyan is Straight And that’s okay. Reki Kyan can’t stop thinking about his best friend And he’s not okay.

Words: 1990, Chapters: 1/7, Language: English

Fandoms: SK8 the Infinity (Anime)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kyan Reki, Hasegawa Langa, Kyan Reki's Family, Higa Hiromi | Shadow, Chinen Miya, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Oka Shokichi, Kyan Koyomi

Relationships: Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki

Additional Tags: Renga Week 2023 (SK8 the Infinity), Bisexual Kyan Reki, Bisexual Disaster Kyan Reki, Gay Hasegawa Langa, Pining, Idiots in Love, Kyan Reki Being an Idiot, Kyan Reki is a Ray of Sunshine, Oblivious Kyan Reki, Soft Hasegawa Langa, Little bit of hurt, Little bit of comfort, Coming Out, Post-Canon, Panic Attacks, Gay Panic, sad boy hours, fluffy feels, everyone ships renga

From https://ift.tt/jy3hsQB https://archiveofourown.org/works/48162802

#renga #langa #hasegawa langa #reki #kyan reki #sk8theinfinity #sk8 #ao3feed #ao3 #archiveofo

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happylittledrabbles · 2 years

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The Marriage Pact, Chapter 1

Fandom: Sk8 the Infinity

Pairing: Kojiro Nanjo x Kaoru Sakurayashiki

Rating: Mature (non-graphic smut)

Genre: Enemies to lovers, fluff and angst

Chapter Word Count: 3K

AO3

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Kojiro gets an email from The Marriage Pact at his university, a survey that promises to match him to his soulmate based on in-depth questioning and statistics. He doesn't believe in soulmates (or love, really) but signs up anyway, putting both women and men down for the sake of the "joke." He gets paired with Kaoru Sakurayashiki, and they immediately get off to a rocky start—one involving a bruised cheek and a broken nose.

They decide to avoid each other, but when Kojiro spots Kaoru with skate club president Ainosuke in a suggestive manner, he feels something that he shouldn't feel in relation to a stranger—and a man on top of that—he met twice: jealousy.

Classic enemies to lovers with some angst peppered in, all wrapped in a fluffy happy ending bow.

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Kojiro scoffed at the idea of marriage. He thought the idea of being tied down for the rest of his life was repulsive and could never imagine himself doing it. After all, that would mean not admiring a beautiful woman just because he had a wife. What guy would ever subject himself to that?

This reasoning only made it even more baffling to Kojiro that Hiromi suggested he should join the newfangled “marriage pact” that was floating from mouth to mouth across campus.

“I’m just saying, you should try it,” Hiromi said one day with a shrug. He elbowed Kojiro straight in the ribs, causing the man to double over and clutch his side. “Maybe you can meet the damsel in distress you’ve been reading about in those books next to your bed.”

Damn. Kojiro had Hiromi over far too often for him to notice his romance book. Alright, alright, so what if he read romance books as a guilty pleasure? That didn’t mean he actually wanted a romance, nevermind even liked the idea of romance. Romance was far too polished, too unrealistic. Falling in love always seemed so sweet and perfect and as if everything in the person’s life would fall into place just because some attractive loner walked into their lives. It always had to be an attractive loner, too.

In Kojiro’s experience, falling in love was anything but. It was like fighting in the trenches, like skydiving with a parachute, like tearing a hangnail too far and now it stings like a sonavabitch every time you use hand sanitizer. Hooking up with no strings attached was so much easier, so much better than ever considering getting into a relationship and being disappointed at every turn.

Then why did Kojiro find himself opening the link to The Marriage Pact in his email and staring at the blank form, debating whether to fill it out?

And then why did he actually fill it out?

The world may never know.

****

“Wait, so you actually filled it out?” Hiromi asked far too loudly, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. A few people in the dining hall turned their heads curiously to see what all the fuss was about, making Kojiro turn his head in embarrassment and cup his head over his eyes to hide his face.

It wasn’t as if it was hard.

“Would you rather be left at the altar or leave somebody at the altar?”

Leave somebody at the altar, obviously. He would never let somebody make a fool out of him by leaving him up there with false hope until the last minute.

“Are you smarter than most people at your university?”

Chyeah, duh.

“The purpose of college is to find yourself.”

No, he was buying this culinary arts degree. Maybe he’d learn something new about himself, but that pretty piece of paper would get him into any Michelin-star kitchen in the world, not his amazing personality or by flaunting his banging body.

He mumbled, “Say it louder, why don’t you.” When he saw Hiromi inhaling to do the exact thing Kojiro told him sarcastically not to do, the green-haired man scrambled to reach forward and slap a hand over the redhead’s mouth.

“Do you not understand sarcasm?” he whispered harshly before sitting back in his chair. He loved his best friend, but sometimes, talking to Hiromi was exhausting. “Yeah, I did. So what? It’s not like anything is going to come of it. One of the questions on the form asked what you were looking for in this experiment. I put that I was only looking for something casual. If they message me and say that they’re looking for a relationship, then I will gladly say, ‘Aw, that’s too bad. Well, good luck on your search!’ Easy peasy.”

Kojiro snickered to himself, satisfied with the plan he came up with. He justified his filling out of the survey by telling himself that he just liked answering questions about himself (which wasn’t necessarily untrue) and thought it would be interesting to see if their data collecting would prove accurate. He doubted that a bunch of computer science majors who had zero human interaction outside of cutesy anime girls in those video games would know how to pair two people together, so he had very low expectations.

However, Hiromi didn’t seem to find his theory as comedic. In fact, he looked constipated.

“What, Hiromi? You good?” Kojiro asked, cocking his head.

Hiromi’s head snapped up, a guilty expression crossing his face. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly, pulling at the collar of his crewneck. “Erm, well, I—uh.” He cleared his throat. “’They?’”

Kojiro raised a brow. “What?”

“You said ‘they.’ As in, gender-neutral.” Hiromi could be an idiot, but he was incredibly perceptive when he wanted to be. And it never worked in Kojiro’s favor. “Did you put both guys and women on the form as preferences?”

Kojiro stiffened and suddenly found eye contact too difficult to hold, his gaze dropping to the worn-down wood dining table. He grabbed a fork and twirled pasta around it absentmindedly, having no plan to eat it since his appetite had since left his body. He had no idea why the subject made him so uncomfortable. It was a joke.

“I thought it’d be funny if I put both. You know, so I get more variety and can see how they’d pair me with a guy. Not that I’d care, of course. Not that, uh, that’s bad, either. I know you and Shokichi are cool. And, you know, other gay guys. Um—” Every single sentence that was coming out of his mouth was digging him another meter into the hole, and there was no way in hell that he was going to be coming out unscathed.

However, instead of Hiromi tearing him a new one, he chuckled. Then he burst out into laughter, slamming the table with his fist, sending their tableware clattering and causing even more attention to be drawn to the strange man laughing and the other strange man trying to calm him down.

“Oh, boy,” Hiromi sighed after a while of him ignoring Kojiro’s attempts at diffusing the situation, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. “Damn, I really needed that after my macro exam. Thanks, Kojiro. I owe you one.”

He popped a fry into his mouth and washed it down with apple juice, which Kojiro used to think was the most abhorrent combination of foods on the planet, but Hiromi quickly proved him wrong by eating lasagna and proceeding to drink it with chocolate milk. He had since become desensitized to Hiromi’s questionable food choices.

“But seriously,” Hiromi said, giving his friend a hard stare. “If you ever need to tell me something, you know you have my full support.” He winked and stood up, taking his plate and cup to the dishwasher station.

“I’m—I’m not gay!” Kojiro shouted after him, and this time, the attention drawn to their table was not because of his boisterous friend.

He quietly went back to finishing his food, which didn’t take long due to his loss of appetite, and quickly went back to his dorm to escape the shame he felt. However, a certain shame still stuck with him even when the prying eyes of his peers had long gone. Why did he feel the need to defend himself so viciously against the idea of being gay? It was becoming a regular—normal—thing on campus to hear somebody refer to a same-sex romantic partner. So why then did he feel something foreign move in his stomach whenever that topic came up?

He decided to bury himself in microeconomics homework, which always took his mind off difficult things he didn’t want to think about since it made him want to kill himself instead.

****

The Marriage Pact’s buzz continued on in the background, with Kojiro blissfully having forgotten about the damned thing. It seemed as if any mention of it went straight over his head, and Hiromi never mentioned it again. He didn’t have a reason to since he already had a boyfriend, even though there was an option to use the pact to meet a friend. Although, he doubted anybody was actually doing that.

The pact only entered his mind again when he got an email from The Marriage Pact’s team, revealing the initials of his potential soulmate. Kojiro laughed at the word, but when he opened the email, his smile disappeared.

Hello, everyone! Pardon the long wait—we still have more women than men in the dating pool! While we get that sorted out, please enjoy a hint as to who the love of your life may be:

K. S.

Do with that what you will—we'll be in touch with more details soon.

The initials K.S. haunted Kojiro’s every waking hour since the email came out. Every person in his class was now a potential suspect. Naturally—naturally—Kojiro’s eyes fell on the women first, trying to remember their names, and when he couldn’t, went into the class groups to see who was registered for the class. Every time he’d see somebody with the first name starting with K, he felt a little fainter in the head. However, every single time without fail, no S would complete the initial. He’d see a pretty woman pass him in the halls and wonder what her name was and if she was his potential soulmate. He wouldn’t mind having a soulmate and buying into the torture that is romance if it meant his girlfriend was hot.

The following update email, still emblazoned with those damn initials, said that the results would come on Friday night. Kojiro was on pins and needles the entire week and flubbed every single class participation, his professors on more than one occasion catching him daydreaming instead of answering the questions on the board with his clicker. Even Hiromi noticed, who was too busy trying to get Shokichi to relax about any code errors since he was one of the programmers behind The Marriage Pact.

“It keeps spitting out an error message every time I put in a new code!” he cried before hiding his face in his arms on the dining hall table when they went to go grab lunch one day. “I swear, I’m going to delete the entire thing and start from scratch. This time with Python instead of Javascript. It’s archaic what they’re making us do, Hiromi.” He groaned as Hiromi sighed and rubbed his back reassuringly, giving Kojiro a knowing glance.

“Why don’t we go to the woodshop after your last class so you can blow off some steam? Fixing stuff always makes you feel better,” Hiromi suggested, raising a hand to Kojiro to enlist his help. “Your skateboard needs fixing after that last race, right?” When Kojiro didn’t reply immediately, Hiromi repeated through gritted teeth and a hard stare, “Right?”

Kojiro got the hint—was slapped in the face with it, in fact—and nodded emphatically, leaning forward to tap Shokichi on the arm to get his attention. “I’ll give you my skateboard after your last class. It ends at twelve, right? I need some upgrades, too. Can you fit me with some badass orange wheels? Like, with flames?”

Shokichi sniffled as he raised his head, running a hand through his hair as he nodded. “Yeah, yeah, I think I can do that.” He sniffled again as he turned to Hiromi. “Can we watch The Princess Bride if you don’t have too much work tonight?”

“Of course, baby,” Hiromi cooed, slipping his hands into Shokichi’s and patting the back of his boyfriend’s hand soothingly. “We’ll do anything you want to do.”

“Anything?” A small smirk crossed Shokichi’s lips, immediately causing Hiromi to break out into a horrid blush and leaving him a stuttering mess.

“Alright, I think that’s my cue to leave,” Kojiro said as he pushed off the table to stand, grabbing his plate.

“If you leave now, you’re homophobic,” Shokichi joked, pointing at Kojiro accusatorily.

Kojiro laughed and rolled his eyes as he turned his back to the two men, giving them a curt wave. “Call me homophobic, then. I’ll catch you guys later when you’re not having mind sex in front of me.”

“W-we weren’t—!” Hiromi exclaimed, but Kojiro was already out the dining hall doors before the redhead could finish his lame excuse.

The fall weather was setting in, a chill characteristic only to October settling on his cheeks and shading his nose in a pretty pink tint. He inhaled slowly and deeply, taking in the smell of the tricolor leaves, those stubborn green spots still holding on even in mid-October, and the crisp evening air. However, his moment of solitude was interrupted by a body stumbling into his back. He barely moved an inch, but the act still annoyed him, but when he turned to look at who it was, a head of hair as pink as his nose swept past him, the person scuttling away like a cockroach in a kitchen when somebody turned on the lights.

“Hey, learn some manners!” he shouted, rubbing his lower back even though he barely felt anything from the unpleasant encounter. He harrumphed to himself and went on his way; however, he stopped when the scent of lavender drifted by his nose. He looked around—there weren’t any lavender plants near him. He turned his head to where the rude person was speed walking away from him and frowned. Could it be—?

Strange to think somebody so nasty could smell so sweet.

***

It was the special day, and Kojiro had never been such as nervous wreck as he was that day, not even at the most important beef of his life. His palms were clammy from his morning classes to the afternoon to the point that the woman next to him frowned in disgust when she saw the wet handprint he left behind on the lab table. His nervousness made him more nervous—why was he so nervous anyway? If things went south, he could always just ghost the person. The woman. If things went well, he got himself a new soulmate. Win-win situation. Then why did it feel like it was life or death?

“So did Shokichi sort out all the code stuff?” he asked as he and Hiromi walked to the library.

“Yeah, thankfully,” Hiromi replied. “He was pulling his hair out over this whole pact thing. I think he really overinvested himself in this. It’s just a stupid show of coding and statistics to cause a stir on campus and get a few funny sexual tension or weird hookup stories on the college meme account before it dies down.” Hiromi caught himself from saying anything else, giving Kojiro a pointed stare. “Don’t tell him I said any of that.”

Kojiro zipped his mouth shut and threw out the invisible key with a smirk. “Your secret’s safe with me.” They fell into step with each other, silence setting in. Kojiro opened the door for Hiromi as they got in line for the library café, and he stuffed his hands in his pockets to prevent them from getting clammy. Didn’t work. He shifted his weight from foot to foot as they got closer to the register, trying to focus on the menus and read the names of the drinks instead of thinking about the fact that his stomach was so tight, he couldn’t imagine a drop of food or drink entering it.

“Hey.” Hiromi’s voice thankfully broke him out of his thoughts, but the look of worry on his face made Kojiro even more nervous. “What’s wrong? You okay?”

Kojiro sighed and swept a hand through his hair. “So you really think that this thing won’t work?”

Hiromi didn’t respond right away. He stared at his friend for what felt like forever. He could have teased Kojiro about him actually caring about romance and finding a soulmate after what felt like years of rejecting the notion, but the ball of anxiety that had consumed his friend was no laughing matter. He turned to face the register and shrugged.

“I mean, statistics don’t consider human feelings. Just because you like the same color as the other person doesn’t mean you’re set for life.”

Kojiro let out a sigh. Of relief? Of disappointment? Both the men would never know. “Right, yeah. You’re right. It’s stupid.”

Hiromi turned to face his friend again, a resolute frown on his lips. “But statistics are used in dating apps for a reason. Maybe humans aren’t too abstract for math after all. I think we’re pretty simple.” He ordered two coffees, walking over to the counter and grabbing one to hand to his friend.

Kojiro laughed and shook his head. “Maybe you’re simple.”

Hiromi punched Kojiro’s arm. “Hey.” He shook the coffee in Kojiro’s face. “This is for you to stop being so tense all the time. You’ll need it. Now take it before I down both in front of you because you’re being an ass.”

The coffee did the exact opposite of making Kojiro less tense. In fact, it made him so jittery, all his notes were basically illegible. It wasn’t as if his notes would be logical anyway. He was just copying sentences that seemed important from the reading but didn’t actually process any of the information the closer to the release of the email it got. Five minutes left and—

PING!

Kojiro flipped over in his chair, his chair falling backward and his head bouncing off the carpet. That hardly mattered, and he barely felt any pain as he scrambled to his bed to grab his phone, checking his email. There was, in fact, an email in his inbox.

From: The Marriage Pact Team…

He grunted from frustration as his fat thumbs clicked everywhere but the email, but once he opened it, his heart dropped.

Dear Kojiro,

Your optimal Marriage Pact match is:

Kaoru Sakurayashiki

Your match is in the 93% percentile of possible matches. Their contact information is below.

A…guy?

No…no, it could be a woman with a very masculine name. Right?

His phone slipped from his hands and thumped on the carpet, his hands the driest they had been in twenty-four hours.

***

The next morning, when he was in a better state of mind and with enough prompting from Hiromi, he mustered up the courage to send an email to K.S. (he still didn’t have enough courage to say the full name). It was basic, with a borderline professional tone. He didn’t want K.S. to think any funny business would be happening. The only way he was justifying sending the email was because he thought he could make a new friend (since that was a possibility on the form after all, even though it’s called The Marriage Pact—confusing, yes). His only friends were Hiromi and some guys in the skateboarding club. New additions were always welcome. To his friend group.

Hi,

My name is Kojiro. You already know that, though.

We matched on The Marriage Pact. Below is my contact info. Text me and we can figure out a time to meet up.

-K.N.

“I mean, it sounds like you’re talking to your boss, but whatever,” Hiromi said before handing Kojiro back his phone. “Let’s see if he bites.” He took a bite of his sandwich, watching his friend carefully. “And if he bites…?”

“Then I have a new bro,” Kojiro replied a little too quickly. He cleared his throat and continued typing on his laptop, although this time faster and harder than before. “If he’s looking for something else, I’ll just reject him. Easy peasy.”

Hiromi stared at his friend before lowering his eyes to his sandwich. “Easy peasy,” he repeated under his breath before taking another bite.

It was another two hours, the sun beginning to set behind the university buildings, before Kojiro’s phone pinged with a text from an unknown number.

Hi. It’s Kaoru. I received your email. Would you like to walk through the sculpture gardens sometime this evening?

Well, he certainly returned the professional tone. He wasted no time with pointless exclamation marks and conversation. The corner of Kojiro’s lip quirked up just a tad at the text until he realized that he was smiling at a text message. He added Kaoru’s number under the contact name K.S. with the company name Marriage Pact, just to make things clear that the contact was only a placeholder until they figured things out.

Unlike the days leading up to The Marriage Pact’s announcement email, the evening rolled by quickly. Kojiro dressed casually: a tight black T-shirt (although it wasn’t his fault it was form-fitting—all his shirts were), a windbreaker, and jeans. However, even though it looked casual, the planning was anything but. He stared at his closet for what felt like an eternity until he wondered why he was so worried about getting gussied up.

He shoved his hands deep into his windbreaker pockets as he swayed to generate some heat in the chilly night. Every shadow and movement in the garden caused him to turn to see if it was K.S., but alas, it was either a squirrel or a couple who had the same idea as Kaoru for a date night spot.

“Kojiro?”

The soft voice surprised him more than a yell would, his shoulders hiking up to his ears as he slowly turned around. The smell of lavender hit him before the striking pink hair did. Before he could put two-and-two together, Kaoru interrupted him by pulling a face of pure disgust, his nose scrunching as if he got hit with a whiff of sewage.

“Oh, it’s you.”

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