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#sk8 the infinity oneshot
junosmindpalace · 1 year
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Hii I was wondering if I could ask for sk8 Langa and Cherry with a s/o who went against Adam and he attacked s/o worse than any of the others?
FIRST SK8 REQUEST?!? Thank you for your ask!!
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LANGA knew that adam was intimidating, but he had faith that you could handle yourself against him. his reservations outweighed his want to support you, and so he tucked them away and opted for cheering you on and supporting you throughout the race. he was just the same as you, eager to get out there and skate against someone so skilled. everything would work out.
the race was going smoothly until half way through the track, it appeared that adam was getting ready to make some sort of move that you were unaware of. it came quick, adam turning around and running full speed using his board as a club to attack you with. langa could only stare and exclaim in fear as he watched you get hit with all the strength adam could muster on the giant tvs. he immediately went after you, pushing past the crowds of people to retrieve your unconscious figure from the track. joe followed and insisted on driving you to the hospital, langa not even bothering trying to convince him to tag along, but simply stating that he’d accompany you. he sat nervously in the hospital for a long while until he was forced to head home, but even a conversation with joe reassuring him that you’d be alright couldn’t calm his nerves.
he felt guilty that he didn’t voice more of his anxious feelings toward the race. maybe if he did, it would’ve prompted you to be more attentive to any dangerous tricks. the rest of his evening was spent getting lost in his guilty consciousness, and he was quieter and slower until your full recovery. even when you were discharged and feeling better than ever did langa feel horrible for not saying anything at all. you managed to snap him out of his all-consuming self loathing however, repeating firmly that he wasn’t responsible for your injury. a small kiss on his cheek solidified that. langa makes a note from the experience to work on communicating his feelings a little bit better with you.
CHERRY knew firsthand what adam was capable of. he was all too familiar with his style of skating (if you could even call it that). so admittedly he was nervous when you told him you’d be skating against the maniac. he was slightly surprised and was vocal in his concerns, reminding you of his wicked tricks and the danger of going up against him. you were insistent however, wanting to take the chance to beat him, if not that then improve in skill. cherry wasn’t going to force you out of the race, so he very reluctantly accepted it.
his eyes never left the screens displaying the race, constantly analyzing your move. even when he saw you doing well, his worry didn’t falter. his breath hitched as he watched adam prepare an all too familiar attack against you, his fears becoming reality right before his eyes. he wasted no time locating you and using carla to examine your condition after you collapsed. cherry comes off cool and collected when informing the others about your state, simply stating the known facts, but everyone could tell that he was tense with the deep frown etched in his face and the slight gruffness in his voice.
he sat by your bed and watched as you rested, planning a “i told you so" lecture for when you were feeling better. cherry mostly felt awful for not interfering more with your decision, however. he knew that adam was dangerous and was almost sure to pull some sort of stunt that would end up hurting you, but he still let you go out on the track. he used carla to monitor your recovery and took it upon himself to take care of you even when you got discharged from the hospital. he was scared for you, and it came out in the form of anger. you apologized for letting yourself be so careless, and cherry couldn’t help but deflate at the genuine guilt in your voice. he flicked you over the head with his fan and assured you that the sole person responsible was adam. cherry paid for all the food you wanted at kojiro's restaurant (and made him treat you occasionally as well) to make up for the guilt he felt.
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rocketnottheraccon · 4 months
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Green Eyes~~
Tw for self harm? kinda?
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Art by @laurydoodles on twt <3
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The teacher thought she was doing them a favor, putting them together in this project. Why wouldn’t she? They were best friends, weren’t they?
Lately, though, it hadn’t exactly felt like it.
The school day had finished, and Reki wasted no time gathering his things and heading out. He didn’t even bother turning to see if Langa would follow him, but of course, he would. He had no idea what thoughts rampaged in the redhead's mind at the mere sight of Langa’s face.
“Uh- Reki?” the lanky teen called, fumbling with his supplies. Reki turned from the door, staring back at him, unimpressed.
“You know where I live,” he said flatly. A shrug and the redhead is once again on his way out the door.
“You expect me to remember that?” He heard distantly, and man, Reki missed making fun of his memory. Making fun of his sloppiness, yet turning right back around and ensuring he was perfect.
But that was the problem, wasn’t it?
No one should be perfect, and Langa wasn’t. Those weren’t the traits of a perfect person, Reki should know. He had all of them and more…
Yet, when Langa performed those actions and flaunted those quirks, it was seen as endearing. Cute.
‘What am I doing wrong?’
Just as he was about to exit the building, Langa came running up behind him, huffing and puffing. Already, he could hear a group of girls that stood nearby giggle and whisper about him. But not in the way they giggled and whispered about Reki.
“C’mon, Reki!” Langa said, holding his side as he made his way over. “I know you’re not talking to me or whatever, but this is for a grade, you know!”
“Yeah,” the redhead states, dropping his board and stepping on. “I know.”
And he proceeds to skate away. Being around Langa just isn’t healthy for him… and he needs to start prioritizing himself a little. He’s spent too much energy on everybody else.
There was a groan from the former, and he dropped onto his board as well to go after him, but of course, he gets stopped by those girls. Reki watched their frames get smaller and smaller as he continued home.
He used to be proud of Langa whenever he got another love confession, but now he was just jealous and frustrated and all the feelings he shouldn’t be feeling. He’s such a bad friend. Why can’t he just push his negative emotions away and be normal again?
He couldn’t even smile at him anymore.
He arrived home, dropping his things lazily by the door and shuffling to his room. He hears his mother say hi, but he can’t find the energy to return the sentiment. He locks his door and flops onto his bed.
Langa would be there any minute.
What should he do?
There had to be a way to at least prolong this inevitable interaction… but how?
Reki lifts his head, peering around his room. He could take a shower. A long, steaming hot shower that would hopefully burn all these disgusting thoughts from his mind.
‘Shut up,’ he told himself. ‘It’s not that serious.’
He grabs a simple pair of plaid pajama pants and a band tee before heading to the bathroom.
His speaker already sits on the counter, so he connects it to his phone and sits on the toilet while waiting for the water to heat. He scrolls through endless skateboard images online before he starts to miss Langa again and promptly shuts it off, feeling the stinging in his throat.
The water is blistering hot, to the point where he physically releases an “Ouch!”, jumping back.
…That was good though. Just that little shock of pain took his mind off Langa.
Maybe that’s what he needs. A distraction.
The boy takes his second attempt at stepping under the water, and although it burns his skin… it feels good.
He gets used to it in no time and proceeds to sing his heart out, not caring who might happen to walk past the bathroom and hear.
As he enters his room, still humming the words to one of the many Radiohead songs in his playlist, he’s stopped dead in his tracks by the frosty blue eyes that find his.
They both blinked seemingly in tandem before Langa gave a chuckle and said, “I didn’t know you could sing.”
The emotion is wiped from Reki’s face and he sighs, sliding into his desk chair. “Do you make it a hobby to spy on people in the shower or is that just a me thing?”
“Only when they’re belting the lyrics to Lovejoy songs.”
Reki met him with a flat look, and the boy shrugged. An eye roll and the redhead turned back to his desk.
“Fifty-fifty it,” he said. “I’m not trying to talk to you.”
“C’mon Reki,” Langa pleaded, seemingly not interested in doing work. That’s good, he guessed. Reki wasn’t either. “Can’t we just talk about it?”
Reki gave a long, hard look into his eyes, searching far and wide for any hint of another betrayal, but they were so pretty that it was no good trying to find anything but perfection. He simply settled for turning back around. “Don’t look at me like that.”
Langa stands to his feet, taking a hesitant step forward. “Like what?”
“Like-“ he looks back over his shoulder dejectedly. “Like fucking that, man!” He feels his voice about to crack, so he breaks eye contact and stares back down at his desk. “Like this is all my fault somehow.”
“I just want to talk to you, Reki,” Langa says, his hands out as if he were trying to reason with him. “Please?”
“Well, I don’t, alright?” the redhead stated, a note of finality in his tone as he pulled his backpack into his lap to retrieve his notebooks. “What do you-“
“Are you saying it’s my fault then?” Langa asked, clearly not picking up on Reki’s attempt to not talk about this.
The was a groan from the latter, and he glared back at the former, his shoulders tight as he snarled, “Of fucking course it’s your fault!” He stood to his feet, his backpack discarded and forgotten. With every word, he moved closer, a sneer on his lips. “I warned you about ADAM. Didn’t I? You saw what he did to me, right?”
“I was just-!”
“What?” Reki interrupts. “Having fun? Curious? He could’ve fucking killed me, Langa! Do you not understand that?!”
“He wouldn’t have killed you.”
“You don’t know that!” He yelled, arms flaring as he turned away to calm himself down. God, he didn’t want to yell at him. He really didn't want to yell at him.
But god-fucking-damnit! He made it so easy!
“Reki…” Langa said, and there he went, saying his name in that way that he knew made Reki fold. It’s unhealthy!
“Langa!” He says, turning, exasperated. “What isn’t clicking, man?”
The blue-haired teen gives a huff, pulling his lips into his mouth. His eyes wandered everywhere but to Reki as he said, “I don’t get why you can’t be proud of me.”
Reki’s brows scrunch. “What-?”
“I’m going to beat ADAM for both of us, Reki!” There’s a grin starting to peek through, almost triumphant. “Isn’t that a good thing?”
“… I never asked you to take down ADAM, Langa.”
Langa’s face fell, but his voice still held volume as he said, “I know. But I still want to.”
Reki peers back up through eyes just barely glossed over. “Why?”
He stammered a few times, searching for the words before: “Because I care about you, Reki!” He exclaimed, throwing up his hands. “Is that so hard to believe?”
“Yes! Langa!” Reki replied, his voice wobbling and cracking. “Yes, it is!”
Emotion from every corner of his mind seemed to seep into Langa’s eyes, and Reki thought that maybe he finally understood.
“Do you get it, now?” He asked, his voice sounding like something between a laugh and a cry. “Ever since you were met with the idea of beating ADAM, it’s like you’ve been obsessed!”
“That’s not-“
“You don’t care about me,” Reki went on, his vision so blurred he could hardly see his surroundings. “You don’t care about anything but beating ADAM. But guess what, Langa.”
Reki met the latter's eyes no matter how hard he resisted. “I cared about you. I cared so much that I made you promise that you wouldn’t go against ADAM because I know what he’s capable of. You saw what he did to me. Do you want to see the scars? Would that get it through your thick fuckin’ skull?”
Reki was panting. Air was hard to come by right now. He just wanted Langa to understand.
The boy in question opened and closed his mouth several times. There were so many words so clearly on his tongue, but it seemed only a fraction came out with, “… What scars?”
“What? Did you think I was getting out of there good as new?” Reki scoffed. He turned and lifted the back of his shirt, revealing that valley of stains and scrapes on his back, a constant reminder of what he let happen that day. The boy let out a chuckle, bitter and guttural as it may have been. “Not pretty?”
He looked over his shoulder to gauge a response, but all he saw was Langa’s mouth flapping open and closed once more.
“Reki, I’m-“
“Don’t you dare say you’re sorry,” Reki gritted through his teeth, letting his shirt fall back down to meet the others' eyes again. “Not again.”
More blinking. More mouthing.
“You know what?” Reki said, turning back to his desk chair. “This is going nowhere. Let’s just finish this project so you can get out of my room.”
Langa still hadn’t moved, but his eyes were starting to gloss over now.
Reki didn’t know how long he’d hold up if he started crying.
He watched, waited. He knew this boy well, even if their relationship had… shifted, in the past weeks. Langa had the tendency to lock himself in mind prisons when met with daunting obstacles. He just needed a minute to lay down the tracks for his train of thought.
Reki supposed he could give it to him.
Turning back to the desk and retrieving his backpack, he gets to work on the first half of the assignment. He’s about 20 seconds in when there’s shuffling behind him. Reki doesn’t turn, though, until Langa taps his shoulder, because the boy tends to be fragile in whatever his current emotion may be after figuring his way out of his mind prison. Sometimes he doesn’t want to talk or interact until the objective at hand is complete. Sometimes he is still a little tangled up in there and doesn’t like to be touched until he’s fully free.
Reki knows these things because he cares.
And because he cares, he recognizes that look in Langa’s eye and sighs, standing and letting him crash in to hug him.
‘It’s unhealthy’ says that voice in the back of his mind, but all he could hear, see, smell, feel was Langa, Langa, Langa, and man has he missed it.
“I’m sorry,” the taller of the two mumbled.
“For what?” Reki replies, the sound muffled by Langa’s shoulder.
“For… for breaking your promise,” he answers.
There’s silence for a long, long moment before, “I really miss you, Langa.”
Langa took a step back, and Reki immediately missed him. God, why can’t they just go back to normal? Why is he still so bitter about this?
“Can we please be friends again?” Langa asked, and Reki's heart tumbled to his toes.
He’s so pretty, even when he cries.
He’s so pretty, and talented, and funny, and everything Reki isn’t.
Is he a bad person for not liking him for that?
He was jealous. Reki Kyan was so jealous of Langa it wasn’t even funny because Langa is perfect in every way and Reki… isn’t. And he would keep blaming Langa for that until he blamed himself, and no one wanted to be friends with someone as lame as that.
And so, with a heavy heart, Reki shakes his head.
“We just aren’t right for each other anymore.”
And it’s a very silent night of completing their project before Reki finally has his room back to himself.
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there she is! Im so obsessed with renga rn its not even funny. Just gay skater dude angst. Btw this is meant to take the place of their fight in the rain lol. I just wanted to put my own little spin on it,yk?
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glassofspoiledmilk · 4 months
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hi :3!! can u write hcs or a short fic of miya chinen with a rich!s/o that constantly spoils him? like, he'd talk about wanting something, and then a second later, that thing is right next to him? HSHSHS SORRY IF MY GRAMMAR'S BADD, ENG IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE :'D
EEEE omg I would love to!! Tysm for requesting 🫶💞
I want it, I got it
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synopsis: Miya chinens rich s/o loves to spoil him, especially during the holidays!
WC: 1.2k
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"Hey Miya!" You say as you hear him pick up the phone.
"oh hey, what's up?" he responds, the sounds of racing skateboards emitting from the background.
"oh sorry are you at practice right now?" you apologize.
"Yeah, but it's fine, what do you need?' he replied.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go shopping later, ya know for christmas and stuff" you ask as you roll over on your bed.
"sure, what time were you thinking-"
"miya breaks over!"
"crap" he groaned
"text me the time alright? gotta go, love you" he said as he hung up the phone.
You smiled as you gleefully texted your boyfriend the times you wanted to meet up.
“How do you feel about 1:00-1:30sih?”
you then threw your phone down onto your bed and patiently waited for a response.
Growing up rich always made it easy for you to spoil your beloved boyfriend. whether it was clothes or games, everything he wanted, you bought. Every time you would buy him something you could tell he felt a little bad for not being able to pay you back, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. But as long as he was happy, that’s all the return you needed.
At around 12:00 in the afternoon you hear a slight ‘ding!’ Come from your phone.
“Yea sure, i'll meet you at the mall at 1:00”
The message read from your Lock Screen.
You hearted the message and stood up to start getting ready.
You walked into your closet, which housed a tremendous amount of clothing, and grabbed out a comfortable yet classy outfit.
After you changed your clothes, you walked out of the closet and into the bathroom attached to your bedroom.
All of your toiletries were there, ranging from things like drugstore deodorant to luxury perfumes.
You brushed your teeth and then quickly lathered on your favorite deodorant scent.
You opened the drawer connected to your sink and pulled out a hairbrush.
You combed your hair until it was knot free, and then spritzed on a bit of perfume to top it all off.
You start to make your way out of your room and downstairs to the main area. You walk over to your garage and grab your purse off a shelf.
“I’m leaving, going shopping, be back soon!” You yell as you exit the house.
As soon as you enter the garage you kick up your skateboard and start on your way to the mall.
When you arrived at the mall you left your skateboard in one of the bike stands and waited outside for Miya.
seconds upon arrival you hear a skateboard coming up behind you. when you turned around to see who it was, you were met with the face of your boyfriend.
"hey! How was practice?" you say, greeting him.
"it was ok, kinda boring to be honest" he says, parking his skateboard next to mine.
"Well, are you ready to shop?" you ask cheerfully.
"yup" he smiles in response.
the two of you walked over to the entrance and pulled open the large doors.
"So where do you wanna go first?" you ask.
"i'm not really sure, there was this new game i wanted to look at but its kinda expensive" he replies sheepishly
"where can you buy it?" you add.
"I'm pretty sure they sell it at GameStop, why?" he says, giving you a puzzled look.
"well you want it, so I'm buying it for you"
and before he could get another word in, you grabbed his hand and took off towards the store.
it was down the hall from where you were, so it only took a few seconds to get to.
"you really don't have to buy it, it's fine" Miya protested.
"I want to buy it for you!" you say as you drag him into the store.
"So what game is it?" you say, aimlessly wandering around the store.
He stays silent for a moment.
"Splatoon 3.." he says, obviously embarrassed.
you giggle slightly at his reddened face.
you walked over to the section of the store titled "Switch games", knowing that that was his main gaming system.
you scanned the shelves until you came across the package titled "Splatoon 3"
you grabbed it off the shelf and got in line to pay.
"Is this all?" the cashier said as he rang up the game.
"yes" you replied while grabbing your wallet out of your purse.
"Will you be paying cash or card today?" he added.
"card" you said, grabbing your credit card from the wallet.
you slid the card into the reader and paid for the game.
"thank you, have a nice day" the worker said as he handed you the bag.
"you too!" you replied, happily grabbing the bag.
you turned around and walked over to miya, who was now standing against the shelf closest to the line.
"here you go!" you said, handing him the bag.
"Thank you!" he said as he engulfed you in a sudden hug.
you felt your face heat up, but you soon relaxed into it.
"your welcome!" you replied with a laugh and a smile.
he released you from the hug, and while still holding onto your hand, the two of you started to walk out of the store.
"do you mind if we head over to Forever 21? there's some things i wanna pick up" you asked as the both of you reentered the busy mall.
"i don't mind" he said, looking at you with a smile.
you smiled back and you made your way towards forever 21.
When you arrived at the store you wandered around for a bit, grabbing a few clothing articles you liked.
until coming across a sweatshirt.
"omg miya look at what i found!" you exclaim.
you held up a grey sweatshirt that had two cats on it with their tails making a heart.
"isnt it cute??" you add.
"Yea it's cute i guess" he replies.
"you wanna get matching ones??" you ask excitedly.
"sure" he says with a slight smile.
you grab two of the sweatshirts and put them into your basket with the rest of the clothes you had originally picked out.
"hm....well now that we have matching sweatshirts we might as well get matching pants" you say as you start to scavenge for pajama pants.
you look for a good few minutes until you find them.
It was a matching set of pink and black hello kitty pajama pants.
"miya come look at these" you say.
"we should totally match with these" you add with a smile.
"no way i'm not wearing hello kitty pants!" he huffs.
"aww cmon pleaseee" you plead dramatically.
"fine! But only because you want them!" he says.
it was obvious he did not want them just because you did
you giggled at his childishness.
"I think this is all I need, are you ready to go?" I ask.
"yea i'm ready" he says as you start to make your way over to the line.
When the two of you make it to the front of the line, you hand the clothes to the cashier and quickly pay.
"hey..i just wanted to say thank you for everything" Miya said as the two of you started to make your way out of the mall.
"it's no problem! you know how much I love buying you stuff" you say, slightly squeezing his hand tighter.
he slightly leans his head on your shoulder and almost inaudibly says
"i love you" 
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A/N: sorry this isn't my best work, I've been feeling really sick lately, but I still hope you enjoy it
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juni-aldaine123 · 1 month
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LIKE LIKES/ sk8 ; renga
・❥・fluff . cute . short . oneshot . confessions
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There's the sound of the TV buzzing; it's static noise. Then there's the sound of laughter; it makes Langa feel giddy. 
Reki looks so beautiful under the fluorescence of the lights.
And the laughter that carelessly spills from his lips (that Langa wants to kiss so badly-) are like wind chimes ringing in his ears.
Langa moves closer, closer to take a better view of Reki, to see Reki, and just him.
See the way his eyes crinkle when he shuts them to stop the happy tears that try to slip through. See the smile lines stretching on the corners of his mouth. See the freckles dancing high on his cheeks. See his lashes caress the unblemished honey-tan skin under his eyes.
Rose blooms on the apple of his cheeks when his lips curve into a smile.
"Langa," a teasing voice calls him and Langa knows he has been caught. "You're staring!" 
'Am I?'
But can Reki fault him, if he really is? When he is such a lovely sight to look at? Langa finds himself drawn, like a moth to the flame.
And he let's the fire of the crimson orbs consume him.
"I'm not," he still tries denying, despite being caught red-handed, and he knows Reki doesn't buy it when he sees mischievousness glint in his eyes. The smile sent his way tells him he isn't subtle in his actions.
"You don't have to hide it Langa," Reki says when he's not looking at him anymore. His gaze is back on the blaring TV screen but Langa's sure he isn't really watching, when he notices the redness of his face.
"Stare all you want! I don't mind." Reki chuckles and nervousness creeps into his light voice.
"I like the way you look at me," he confesses when he finally turns towards Langa but his gaze is still downcast. He refuses to meet ocean eyes that pull him under the tides; he's willing to let go of the anchor holding him.
Langa thinks, but does Reki know? That he is the only one Langa really looks at?
"Won't you look at me Reki?" And his eyes snap up to his in an instant. Reki thinks his voice is magic, else why does he do everything Langa tells him to? He finds himself incapable of saying no to Langa.
"You like the way I look at you?" The redhead is pulled into a hug. "You're the only one I would rather stare at."
"What's so interesting about me?"
"Everything," Langa doesn't hesitate, and it's enough of an answer for Reki.
"But it's not just about you. It's you. You are interesting. And..."
"And...?" Reki can't hide the tremor that rocks his body when Langa tightens his embrace and presses his face to the crook of his neck.
"And...I like you Reki." 'More than just like, actually.'
Reki, who holds the stars in his eyes
And the sun in his smile.
"Good."
"That's all you're going to say?" Langa feels nervous. Did he read the signs wrong?
"Is there more?" Reki fakes obliviousness. But he hopes Langa doesn't take his teasing the wrong way. He can see the panicked look on him already.
"Aren't you supposed to say that....you like me back?" Langa catches onto Reki's game.
"Am I? How confident." He sees the growing smirk.
"You aren't saying no..." 
"I'm not." Reki agrees easily.
"But you aren't saying it back either." Reki knows he's walking on thin ice. As thin as Langa's patience was getting.
"Say back what?" 
"Reki! You know." Langa isn't pouting. Nope! Definitely not.
"Do I?" But Reki can see Langa is pouting and he doesn't want him to stop anytime soon.
"Reki-" The redhead pulls himself from his embrace and holds his face in gentle reverence. Reki's face is too close. A kiss won't be too far-
"Make me," commands a whisper in his ear.
Langa feigns a tired sigh. But he knows just what to do to make those words spill from his lips.
"As you wish," Langa brings them down- Reki's back presses against the velvety fabric of the couch- and kisses him breathless.
And it's enough to make Reki say, "I like you too Langa. Now stop! It's tickling me!"
But Langa would rather not.
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leeyanyanyaaan · 1 year
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15/05/2023
guys i had a dream,
a matchablossom dream. (and mind you i havent even seen sk8 content in ages)
but basically it was in kaoru's pov, them being childhood friends, and slowly falling in love as they grow up.
them playfully bantering as classmates, kojiro sitting kaoru on his shoulders to help him reach something (they must've been 12 at this time), the boyfriends always being together for anything they go to, kojiro saying he didn't do as well as kaoru on his exams so kaoru says "well then it looks like i'll be the one doing further study" and then kojiro grins up at him saying "then it looks like i'll be the one doing business. guess i'll get started now." (they literally act so married i cannot)
and then one day, these two are together again at a festival when kaoru (who was starting to become aware of his feelings for the other) decides to ask "you know, while i do enjoy accompanying you to all these things, don't you have any other partners you'd rather go with?"
kojiro absentmindedly responds with "what are you talking about babe?" which makes kaoru stop in his tracks and then kojiro at the late realization of what he just said, dropping whatever food he was holding. kojiro flounders trying to cover up but kaoru just smiles behind his fan and takes kojiros hand with the other, saying "alright, sorry i asked honey."
and then i got a random cut scene of kojiro and kaoru buying stuff for their new house and being caught in some robbery/disaster and kaoru who was pissed off decided to save the day (putting his hair up and a mask on like cherry blossom and using his skateboarding skills) and kojiro cheering him on like "whooo that's my husband right there everybody!!!"
i'm not kidding this all happened in a dream why can't awake!me ever come up with stuff like this 😭💔
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rengamyotp · 9 months
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Chocolate
“Chocolate?” The boy whispered to Langa while offering it to him. They were in the middle of Math class and Langa was fighting the urge to doze off. Math was never his strong suit and he certainly did not find it fun. He wished he was at home at that moment. In his warm and comfy bed fast asleep. How long do we have until school is out anyway? Langa wanted to go home and eat. He felt hungry. Langa always felt hungry.
“psst, chocolate.” What? Oh yeah, chocolate. Langa looked up at Reki and accepted the piece of chocolate from him. Nodding his head as a thank you. He unwrapped it and popped it in his mouth. Immediately, the sweetness of it met his tongue. Langa hummed in satisfaction as he savored the flavor, it felt warm and wonderful.
Reki laughed “Maybe I should bring more from now on since you seem to enjoy them every time i get you some.”
In turn, Langa smiled back and grabbed his pen that was on the desk. He quickly scribbled something on the wrapper and passed it to Reki.
Reki accepted it and read it’s contents ‘yes please <3’ it read, which brought a smile to the red head’s face and he noded back to his friend while giving him a thumbs up.
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insomniasymphony · 25 days
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My Stories (AO3) -- Overview
Hunter x Hunter
Deadly Sins: Various x Reader. Finished at 38 chapters, 61K words. In search for spicey romance and sadness? This one-shot collection may satisfy you.
Same Vibes: Illumi x Killua. Finished at 1 chapter, 11K words. For everyone who enjoyed the smexy taboo stuff between siblings.
Doll: Hisoka x Female Reader. On Hiatus due to editing. A story for girls who enjoy breaking taboos, rules, and bones. A steamy romance with some action and drama to enjoy.
The Ethical Misfit: Original Female Character x Adult Trio. Currently in progress. A steamy, polyamorous romance, peppered with finding your true self while feeling like trash. Drama included.
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Jujutsu Kaisen
Past Summer Lies: Suguru x Satoru. Finished at 3 chapters, 10K words. A three-shot about the past, about feelings never told, about hurt and no comfort, and about two men who were just boys.
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Kemono Jihen
Foxtrot: Kabane x Kon. Finished at 12 chapters, 16K words. A little something full of fluff, romance, and acceptance.
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One Piece
Golden Velvet: Various x Reader. Finished at 24 chapters, 30K words. A one-shot collection for everyone who wants to drown in some romantic pain.
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Paripi Koumei
A Song of War and Understanding: Eiko x Kongming. Finished at 1 chapter, 3K words. A one-shot of acceptance and soft romantic feelings.
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Pokémon
Whispers: Amethio x Original Female Character. Currently in progress. If you're interested in a big journey full of adventures, mystery, drama, and a slow-building romance in a somewhat darker Pokémon-world, this is your jam. (Part of a collection with 18 more stories planned.)
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SK8 the Infinity
A Slaves Bell: Langa x Ainosuke. Finished at 70 chapters, 174K words. Be careful, this is a dark fic, full of depression, being abused, used and driven to the end. Romance is one-sided. Langa suffers. A lot.
The Lies He Dreams: Shadow x Flowershop Manager. Finished at 1 chapter, 3K words. A what-if scenario made by Shadow's brain. He isn't happy. But at least he had the chance to be in his dreams.
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Sousou no Frieren
Just A Daydream Away: Frieren x Himmel. Finished at 2 chapters, 4K words. A heart wrenching two-shot about a love that had no chance.
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Tomo-chan is a Girl!
Whelve: Misuzu x Tomo. Finished at 1 chapter, 5K words. A one-sided love thought, created by Misuzu. A one-shot for pain.
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coolandspicy · 1 year
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Tumblr Catboy Polls
In this most sacred of democratic rites I ask you to look within your heart and ask yourself the simple question: who is the best catboy? I will do my best to provide a fair and balanced description of each boy’s qualifications in their individual matches but ultimately the decision must come down to your steadfast judgement. I heartily thank you for participating in civic duty.
1 vote = 1 head pat
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Round 1
Ichimatsu Matsuno (Osomatsu San) VS Catboy (PJ Masks)
Cecil Aijima (Uta no Prince) VS Zacharie (OFF)
Kuro (Servamp) VS Raymond (Animal Crossing)
Sunny (Omori) VS Miya Chinen (SK8 the Infinity)
Ikuto Tsukiyomi (Shugo Chara) VS Natsume Hyuuga (Gakuen Alice)
Niko (One Shot) VS Gin Ibushi (Your Turn To Die)
Kyo Souma (Fruits Basket) VS Ryoma Hoshi (Danganronpa V3)
Chat Noir (Miraculous Ladybug) VS Nico the Catboy (Adventure Time)
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imagineanime2022 · 1 year
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You Ignore Adam
Ainosuke Shindo X Reader
Requested: Anon
Request: Adam's (sk8) reaction to y/n ignoring him please?
Ainosuke Shindo (Adam)
💘 Alright so if this is happening before everything with Langa and the rest you're the bravest human that I’ve ever known because I’m not unconvinced that he’d take it well. 💘 It might start off amicably enough, he’d give a fake half assed apology and give you presents that he most likely got from people trying to make a deal with him or his company. 💘 However he’d lose patients quickly, if he felt that he was getting nowhere, he would start with small insults and ignoring you himself, whether it was his fault or not if you don’t backtrack now there might not be a chance to fix whatever relationship you manage to make with this man. 💘 At any chance he got he’d accuse you of something whether it be siding with his enemies (of which you likely knew none.) Or trying to sabotage his entire business. 💘 After this I have no idea why you would stay but if you have Tadashi might try to help fix everything but Ainosuke is stubborn and there is nothing that can change his mind on the fact. 💘 If you don’t leave him now he’s just likely going to do it again because he doesn’t care what he did to cause this and has no intention of changing. 💘 Something like this might be the end of a relationship at this point and he probably wouldn't come looking for you until after Langa had beat his ass and he realized what he had done to you, now it’s your choice whether you take him back or not.
💘 If this all happened after everything with Langa it’s a lot different than the previous scenario, considering he’s more open to his feelings and accepting that he’s done something wrong. 💘 He’ll be quite clingy to begin with, wrapping his arms around you, pressing kisses to your temple or cheek, complimenting everything that you did and sending you gifts (that he actually bought for you.) 💘 If that doesn’t work and he honestly doesn’t know what he’s done he’s going to employ Tadashi to find out for him so that he can fix it, he fears that asking you himself would just upset you further. 💘 When you see through that plan or if after hearing everything Tadashi is mad at him too he’s got an even bigger problem because now he’s lost the only other way of information gathering. 💘 So now he just goes home early and asks you what is going on now. If this sparks an argument then he’ll listen to whatever you say before trying to fix it but if there’s no shouting or anything then he’ll just skip to the fixing it part. 💘 After all of this he’d be careful to avoid doing whatever he did again and he’s a smart man so for the most part he’d succeed. But be sure to tell him when he’s on thin ice, it’s funny to see him go stock still as he thought of some way out of the situation he created.
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gelus-ugs · 2 years
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𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁, 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁..𝗥𝗲𝗸𝗶 𝘅 ch𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗯𝗼𝘅! Reader
——————————————————————𝗩𝗲𝗿𝘆, 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳𝘆! 𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴? 𝗜𝗱𝗸——————————————————————
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“Loud”
“Won’t shut up”
“God, they never stop talking”
That’s how most people would describe the [h/c] haired teen at first glance.
“And get this! The main character…”
[Y/n] trailed off, looking at their friend who had been quiet the whole time, only to realize she was absorbed in the content of her phone rather than listening like [Y/n] hoped she was.
This wasn’t the first time their friend had done this. In fact, this wasn’t the first time anyone had done this. [Y/n] finds this situation happening every time they begin to talk for more than 30 seconds, yet they still find themself disappointed every time.
Sighing, [Y/n] walked away without another word. They hated the sinking feeling they felt every time they figured out someone wasn’t paying attention to them when they talked.
Though, the teen couldn’t blame them. They’d probably do the same thing if someone began to talk to them for over 5 minutes. Yet, they wished at least someone would listen to them.
[Y/n] began to remove their earbuds from their pocket, preparing to listen to music as they would whenever they felt upset. Unfortunately, their plans were ruined when they felt a tap on their shoulder.
The teen came to a halt, turning around to see a familiar red head standing behind them. Subconsciously, [Y/n] began to smile as they felt their mood ever so slightly lighten.
“Oh, Reki. what’s up?”
The two had been friends since junior high, one close to never seen without the other. Everyone joked that they were the unstoppable couple, and they would just laugh it off and go on about their days *cough* with [Y/n] secretly wishing that they were an unstoppable couple.
Little did the [h/c]ette know, Reki felt the same way.
“Hey, [Y/n]! I- uh..I overheard your conversation earlier about the manga you were reading and I was actually interested in it”
[Y/n]’s eyes immediately lit up,
“Really?! You are?”
The redhead nodded, a grin plastering on his face. How adorable.
“We can also take a walk while doing so! If..you’d like”
Reki suggested, to which the teen immediately nodded at. The two walked from the school’s campus, shoulders brushing as [Y/n] ranted about the manga they had just finished.
Reki listened to their every word, sharing a few words every now and then. [Y/n] looked at him every so often to see if he was actually paying attention, which would result in their grin widening once they realized he was - as he showed no intention of stopping anytime soon.
It’s as if [Y/n] fell for the chaotic redhead all over again. No matter how long they talked, or what they talked about, Reki would always listen. And not the blank stare bored face listen, the eyes sparkling with interest and engaging in the conversation listen. Even though it was a simple thing, it made [Y/n] feel loved and heard.
Of course, it was the same other way around.
Even though [Y/n] was a talker, they were also a listener. Reki had a burning passion for skateboarding, and eventually got [Y/n] into it. Whenever Reki had his rants about skateboarding, [Y/n] would always be there to listen.
Even if the teen had no idea what the redhead was talking about, they’d ask questions to make sure they understood correctly until they were on the same page. That was one of the many things that made Reki quickly realize they were the one for him.
As [Y/n] continued to speak, Reki couldn’t help but admire the teen. Their gaze reflected their love and passion into the topic along with their extra hand movements. Their voice was higher than usual, lacing with excitement as they shared poured out everything they remembered from the plot.
Reki sighed as he placed his chin in the palm of his hand, giving the teen an adoring look as he listened to them. [Y/n] paused, feeling the stare coming from the redhead beside them. [Y/n] waved their hand as they gave him a confused look.
“Reki, why are you staring? Do I look weird or something?”
Without thinking, the redhead reached out his hand and placed it behind the teen’s head, gently moving their head towards his before he felt his lips resting on top of theirs.
A noise of surprise came from the [h/c]ette as their eyes widen. Out of all things, they didn’t expect this to happen in the midst of their ranting. But the teen shrugged it off before shutting their eyes and returning the gesture.
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moonbyulsstuff · 2 years
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REQUEST BOX CLOSED!
Request Rules, this page will lay out the fandoms that I will write for, and the will and won't stuff.
Masterlist.
What I will write:
Female readers, male reader, gender neutral readers trans reader and etc.
Fluff and angst, it can either be platonic or romance,
Head cannons.
Scenarios.
What I won’t write:
P*dophile, r*pe and inc*st.
Dark Content.
Smut.
Characters from shows or webtoons that I haven’t seen yet.
Character x Character.
Huge age gap (It’s alright if the character or reader is 20 above)
NSFW.
Rules:
Please be specific about the reader’s gender when requesting as well as the plot of the oneshot.
I will not make exception.
If you are curious about something that I haven’t address here, feel free to ask me.
Fandoms:
Lookism.
Viral Hit/How To Fight.
Get Schooled
The Remarried Empress.
Miraculous Ladybug (haven’t finished watching it yet)
Jujutsu Kaisen.
Black Clover.
The Rising of the Shield Hero.
Fairy Tail.
Sk8 the Infinity
Yandere Simulator.
Men of the Harem.
Manager Kim.
Haikyuu!!
Questism/Quest Supremacy
Study Group
The Disastrous life of Saiki K
Gakuen Babysitters
Moon Knight (Mind you, I have only seen the series.)
My Hero Academia
Marry My Husband
Welcome Home (I am not joking, I am serious)
IRL Quest/Reality Quest
Ever After HIgh.
Spider Man Into/Across the Spiderverse
This page will be updated if something happens.
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sk8supremacy · 1 year
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"Reki, I Like You."
In which Reki grapples with his feelings.
The young red head rolled around in his bed, deep in thought. "Reki I like you... That's kinda vague," he thought while clutching his pillow close to his chest.
Reki felt conflicted. Did Langa mean as a friend, or in another sense? "His face looked serious but... He always looks kind of serious." He could hardly see his cluttered room, only the faint silhouettes of objects. His eyes landed on his skateboard, and Langa flashed in his mind. He smiled faintly, failing to notice the impending blush coating his cheeks.
"I mean... I like him too, I guess..." He croaked out. "B-But this is Langa we're talking about here. What could be so special about me compared to literally anyone else..."
Reki struggled to sleep that night. Feelings conflicted with low self esteem, and it kept him in and out of sleep. He'd try to talk through is feelings with Langa the next time they had free time.
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tsuunytsuun · 2 years
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A little What A Life short I put on ao3, but it was short enough I decided to post it here too! Enjoy!
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Title: The Mask He Wears
To all the other residents of Waialua, Joe is an energetic, outgoing, and extroverted man with a bright smile and positive attitude. He's an amazing dad, always happy to lend a hand whenever he can, loves to talk and make friends, and is just an overall flamboyant person.
To Karou, Kojiro Nanjo is an awkward, easily flustered person who, at one point in time, was afraid of absolutely everything. Karou fondly remembers the flustered, blushing teenager who'd asked him out in high school, green bangs flopping into his face as he'd stumbled helplessly over his words.
"Uh- I-I was just wondering if you'd-.. ya'know.. maybe, po-possibly, might wanna-...Uhm- g-goonadatewithme?"
He remembers their first kiss, how Kojiro had leaned in and softly pressed his lips against Karou's. He remembers their first time together, and how nervous and shaky Kojiro was when touching him, and the memory often makes him chuckle.
Karou oftentimes can't help but compare these two people, Kojiro and Joe, so different but yet the same person.
He thinks about Joe, the loud man who'd once tried to skateboard in heels on a dare from Reki, and the guy who attracts everyone's attention when he walks down the street, to the point where Karou has to show people the green-haired man is his quite often.
He thinks about Kojiro, his Koji, the guy who flushes red all the way from his shoulders to his cheeks every time Karou compliments him, and the shy teenager who'd given him a box of homemade chocolates on Valentine's Day.
That's the man lying next to him right now in bed, the soft, cuddly Kojiro who'd wrapped his arms around Karou's waist and buried his face in his neck as he slept peacefully. The man who wakes Karou up with warm smiles and kisses, and is so gentle with him, almost like he was made of precious glass.
Don't get him wrong, Karou loved both of them, Kojiro and Joe. He was happy that Kojiro was happier with himself, feeling more confident in terms of his physical appearance and his mental health.
If you were to ask him if he had a favorite, Karou wouldn't be able to answer, because honestly, both are his, and both are perfect.
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glassofspoiledmilk · 4 months
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— Welcome to my masterlist ✧・゚: *✧・゚:*
Yuri! On ice:
Yuri plisetsky x reader dating headcanons
Yuri plisetsky x Japanese!reader headcanons
Yuri plisetsky x reader yuri’s angels headcanons
Yuri plisetsky x tall!reader
New years kiss Yuri plisetsky x reader
Going gold chapters:
Chapter 1 Lilia baranovskaya
Chapter 2 queasy
Chapter 3 the mall
Chapter 4 the bet
Chapter 5 the movie
Chapter 6 Victor and the airport
Chapter 7 the plane
Chapter 8 dinner
Chapter 9 Practice ice
Chapter 10 Paris
SK8 the infinity:
I want it I got it Miya chinen x reader
The Outsiders:
Fourth of July Johnny Cade x reader
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gardenofchrome · 6 months
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corvicos · 10 months
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color wheel challenge!!
the real challenge is recognizing every character (you can’t)
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