#Nanaka Kyan

[arsoniiii]

Don’t mind Nanako, she’s just there to get pictures

[fandomstuffsworld]

Original pic found of Pinterest

[angellgelgel]

Sk8ober day 19, 20 and 21!!!!

yes. late. very late, again- sorry

but well i had fun doing these actually:3!!also im SO SORRY if Koyomi looks ugly or something i did it in math class so like yeah😭😭i didn't have a ref pic or smth,,

[eemoo1o-kuroo]

This is definitely a different one

Summary:

After Reki's disappearance from "S", Cherry takes it upon himself to see for himself precisely what is going on. In the midst of his investigation, he is stopped by Reki's younger sisters: Nanaka and Chihiro.

[sk8theinfinitysims4-leavan]

Kyan Family

Let's start with the first family. The Kyan family is a family composed of seven members, father and mother Masato and Masae, grandmother Nanami and eldest son Reki, middle daughter Koyomi and twin sisters and younger daughters Nanaka and Chihiro. They live in a typical Okinawan house with lots of planting and various shisa figures throughout the dwelling.

Many of the characters are constantly changing, such as hair, eyes, facial features, to make them look more like the canon, but keeping our way of making sims, so the appearance may vary a little over time.

Names marked with * are unofficial names, carefully researched and chosen. Characters marked with ✩ are the most common ones to appear in our stories.

~All the family under the cut line~

Disclaimer: English and Japanese is not our native language, so it's possible that we have writed and/or translated some things incorrectly. 🙇💦

喜屋武暦 (Kyan Reki) ✩

First name: 暦 (Reki)

Last name: 喜屋武 (Kyan)

Ocupation: High School Student (高校生)

Job: Part-time job at Dope Sketch

"S" Name: レキ (Reki)

Stance (Skateboard): Regular

Birthday: August, 8th

Zodiac sign: Leo

Blood type: 0

Weight: 57kg

Height: 174cm

Age: 17

Reki is the first born son of Masae and Masato Kyan. A boy who is passionate about skateboarding, he lives, eats and sleeps with skateboarding in mind. He has three little sisters, Koyomi and twins Nanaka and Chihiro. He also lives together with his grandmother, Nanami.

When he was younger, had a friend with whom learned to skateboard, but his friend got seriously injured, got scared, quit skateboarding and was never heard from again, at least until recently when they met again on a summer trip to one of the small islands of Okinawa. (You will learn more about him in his own publication, where we will introduce him and his family). He met Langa Hasegawa, a half Canadian, half Japanese student, who moved with her mother to Okinawa, Japan, where she grew up. Reki taught him how to skateboard, as he became a skateboarder thanks to him, and they're now best friends. Reki loves to draw, design and build skateboards, so much that he made his own board, he has also made his best friend Langa's and he's very good at adapting to the needs of each person. Thanks to the custom board he made for Langa, he was able to adapt much better to skateboarding in a short time.

He works at the DOPE SKETCH skateboard store along with Langa for Shokichi Oka, the store manager and they're dedicated to fixing skateboards, making designs, selling skateboard related products in the same store and delivering the orders that customers order from them to the address or place they ask to, among other things, all managed by Oka, who also helps in all those tasks.

Close-up of his face and full body view

喜屋武月日 (Kyan Koyomi) ✩

First name: 月日 (Koyomi)

Last name: 喜屋武 (Kyan)

Ocupation: Elementary School (小学校)

Job: ---

"S" Name: ---

Stance (Skateboard): Regular

Birthday: ???

Zodiac sign: ???

Blood type: ???

Weight: ???

Height: 1'36cm~1'40cm

Age: 11

She's the middle daughter of the Kyan family. Her parents are Masae and Masato and her siblings are Reki, Chihiro and Nanaka. She loves strawberries and watermelons and seems to be very good at skateboarding. Lately she has hit it off very well with Miya and his friends, Takashi and Chisa, and together they have formed a crew. She has also gradually set her sights on becoming better at skateboarding than her brother and therefore wants to improve by practicing together with Miya and Taka. She wants Chisa to learn how to skateboard as well so that can have a female partner, but she doesn't seem to be very convinced by this idea. However, Koyomi is also trying to integrate her friends from school to see if any of them are interested. So it seems that over the years, Reki has created a little monster. She also recently got to know Kojiro's younger siblings, Kosuke and Koharu, when she met them at Miya's birthday party, where Reki invited her.

Close-up of her face and full body view

喜屋武七日 (Kyan Nanaka)

First name: 七日 (Nanaka)

Last name: 喜屋武 (Kyan)

Ocupation: Kindergarten (幼稚園)

Stance (Skateboard): Regular

Age: 3~4

She's the daughter of Masae and Masato, twin sister of Chihiro and younger sister of Koyomi and Reki. Of the two twins she's the more adventurous. She usually wears puppies on her shirts and yellow and orange are her predominant colors.

喜屋武千日 (Kyan Chihiro)

First name: 千日 (Chihiro)

Last name: 喜屋武 (Kyan)

Ocupation: Kindergarten (幼稚園)

Stance (Skateboard): Regular

Age: 3~4

She's the daughter of Masae and Masato, twin sister of Nanaka and younger sister of Koyomi and Reki. Of the two twins she's the most fearful. She usually wears kittens on her shirts and green and purple are her predominant colors.

喜屋武正恵 (Kyan Masae)

First name: 正恵 (Masae)

Last name: 喜屋武 (Kyan)

Job: Housewife

Stance (Skateboard): Goofy (Unofficial information shown in manga Chill out, line 12)

Age: ???

Wife of Masato and mother of Reki, Koyomi, Chihiro and Nanaka. She is always very attentive to her children and cares for all of them on the same level.

暦の父親 (Reki's father)

First name: 万慧 (Masato)*

Last name: 喜屋武 (Kyan)

Job: ???

Stance (Skateboard): Regular (Unofficial information shown in manga Chill out, line 12)

Age: ???

Husband of Masae and father of Reki, Koyomi, Chihiro and Nanaka. He's son of Nanami Kyan. (In traditional Japanese families, one of male heirs to family estate lives with his parents after marriage. Following that premise, we have chosen him to be her son and not Masae since all official places don't specify it and call her [喜屋武家おばあちゃん] Translation: Grandmother of the Kyan family. In case otherwise specified, we would change it and place it in the official way, along with a reblog).

暦のお婆さん (Reki's grandmother)

First name: 七海 (Nanami)*

Last name: 喜屋武 (Kyan)

Job: Retired

Stance (Skateboard): Regular (Unofficial information shown in manga Chill out, line 12)

Age: ???

She's the grandmother of the Kyan family. Mother of Masato and grandmother of Reki, Koyomi, Chihiro and Nanaka. At mealtimes she always tries to eat with her grandson and granddaughters, although Reki often doesn't accompany them.

Next family will be Hasegawa family. See you on Saturday! ❄️🛹

(To see more families, click on #SK8 FamilyTrees hashtag)

[scorpiondreamer]

And then I was alive…. After a long lotta finals- 😭 I’m still tired and my brain hurts but my urge to draw never fails even if I’m kinda bad bc I took a long break

Lil bit of the Kyan family

[kleoplasm]

the embarrassment and shame of cussing in front of someone's younger siblings

[gothicswiftv]

I see (and love!) fanart of Reki wearing his headband even as a toddler, but what if he tied his hair up like his sisters? :0

Hear me out —

[van-yangyin]

Merry Christmas 2022 and Happy Holidays to all of you from @lea-heartscxiv and @van-yangyin!

This picture was made at request of one of Lea's followers on his Twitter for an event we did and call 🎄🛹Santa SK8 screenshots🛹🎄 where we told Lea's followers that they could choose custom images that we would deliver between December 24th and 25th as a Christmas gift for following our SK8 sims story with us, regardless of how long they had been following the story. 

Today we inaugurate our Blogger, and there you can read a special entry we've made of this image in English and Spanish with a short story of what is going on and more detailed pictures of them. If you're interested:

In english

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From right to left and bottom to top of the image: Cyrill hair used on Takashi by @johnnysimmer Scarfs worn by Chihiro and Nanaka Kyan by @imadakoさん Nintendo Switch by LittleDica Evanesce Hairband used on Chika by @simandy Christmas Shirt worn by Koyomi by Strenee Christmas Sweater worn by Reki and Langa by McLayneSims Christmas Jumper worn by Oka and Christmas Jumper worn by Hiromi by ekinege Hair used on Oka by @kijiko-sims Thank you to all CC creators 🙏 💖 配布ありがとうございます🙏💖綺麗ですね💗

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[1-800reki]

random reki k headcanons :3

summary: silly little headcanons

pairings: Reki Kyan x reader.. heh.. i'm not jealous.. 𝓲'𝓶 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓳𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓼

a/n: my first sk8 post yippee! :3

• If you ask him to do your hair he would gladly do it. Since he has sisters he most definitely learned how to do hair.

• When you first started dating he was really nervous because you were so cool in his eyes.

• The first person to find out you were dating was Langa. Then it was Miya, Kaoru, Kojiro and Hiromi was the last one to find out.

• Before you started dating, Reki had a huge crush on you.

• If you skate then you would be his crush from 'S'.

• If you don't skate you would be his crush from school.

• His love language would be physical touch and gift giving.

• He loves loves loves making you things in his workshop and gets bashful when you compliment him.

• He would definitely text you regularly whether it be good morning, good night, or just whatever he does during the day.

• You would have matching bios. His would be 'The most perfect lover ever: @ y/n <3' and yours would be 'The most awesome boyfriend ever: @ rekiskates <3'

• For dates he stresses over them. He worries of it'll be perfect or not. If it's a nice day he'll take you to a theme park or a skate park.

• Even if you don't know how to skate he'll teach you because he wouldn't want you to get left out.

• If you were to watch a ghost related horror movie he is glued to your side because he's terrified of ghosts. (this is canon ^0^)

• He loves it when you make shio ramen for him because one it's his favorite and two he loves your cooking.

• If you were to ever have kids he would be the best dad ever. He's great with kids.

• His mother loves you because you make him really happy.

• His little sisters Nanaka and Chihiro both love playing with you. His other sister Koyomi loves to talk to you about anything.

• He blushes when you compliment his hair. (Yippee!)

• He loves playing with your hair.

• When he had his fight with Langa you were the only one he talked to. You helped him with how he felt and he 's forever grateful.

• When he first introduced you to Langa he was a bit jealous at first since you were getting most of the attention from Reki but he ended up giving you a chance and he's your best friend now.

• You insist on spa days. He used to hate them but now every time you mention them he gets so excited.

• Whenever he texts you it's always at horrible times of the night.

• He gets clingy when he's tired.

• If you were to ever have an argument he would want to make it up to you with gifts, kisses and cuddles.

• He loves pampering you. (extra shh)

a/n: reki is so me >_<

[reki-of-the-valley]

You Are in Love

Read it on AO3 here!

1 - You Are in Love

It’s the way Langa is crouched, the way his weight is shifted forward to his toes. It’s the way he smiles, the way his fingers fiddle with the buttons of the little pink coat. It’s the way Chihiro is standing as straight as she can, her chin tilted up. It’s the way the scene plays out, the way Langa, Langa who had always been so wary around the twins, now seems so comfortable. It’s as if he’d always been here, always been in this entrance, always helping around the Kyan household. It’s the way he fits in so well, as if he has always been a part of this family.

“Need help, Reki?”

Reki has to shake himself out of his trance, the rest of the world coming back to him. Chihiro is there, slipping her shoes on while Nanaka is waiting by the door, a grin that matches Reki’s. The sun is high, rays streaming through the glass panels of the door. The weather is perfect for a walk with the girls to the ice cream parlor; not too warm, but still not cool enough to not want ice cream. And the girls can’t wait, Nanaka already rambling away about all the ice cream flavors she wants to try.

“Well?”

A breath catches in Reki’s throat as Langa stands there, his fingers twisting around the strings of his yellow hoodie. His smile is soft, just like when he had been buttoning up Chihiro’s coat. There’s a peek of his teeth, pretty and white, between his ever so slightly parted lips. And the sunshine catches in the blue of his eyes, leaving them with a shimmer Reki’s never seen before. But there’s no time to linger on that, not when Nanaka’s fingers curl around Reki’s.

Everything goes fast from there: a sweater hastily thrown over his hoodie, the back of his shoe squashed under the weight of his heel, a wallet grabbed from the top of the show cabinet. Everything goes so fast: Nanaka and Chihiro running ahead, the path already memorized, the sound of Langa’s laughter filling the autumn air, another joke breaking up his laughter. If this is what it means to have a normal life, Reki’s ready for it. He doesn’t need the uncertainty that the past had handed him. He doesn’t need any of that, not when he can have this.

“Really, Reki, we can stop for a second to let you put your shoes on properly.”

“It’s fine, man. Anyway, the twins would kill me if I made them wait any longer.”

Langa shrugs before turning away from Reki. He looks ahead, hands in his pockets as he kicks a stone along the road. He looks older like that, his eyes riveted on the two girls ahead of them. He looks older like this, reminding them to not run too far head and to stay together. He looks older; his hair has grown a little, almost brushing his shoulders now, and his jaw seems sharper than it had before. His bare arms, they seem stronger, a little more toned. Maybe it’s from all the lifting they’ve been doing at work, from all those boxes that need to be pulled from the back to the front of the shop. Reki isn’t sure why he’s noticing all of this now, noticing the curve of Langa’s nose, the scabs by his ear, the squareness of his shoulders. Reki isn’t sure why he’s noticing any of this, things that have always been there. But these observations weight heavy on Reki’s chest. They weight heavy, but he doesn’t dare say anything. He can’t break the silence, not now.

Langa’s shoulder brushes against Reki’s, drawing his attention to something other than Langa’s build. It brings him to his eyes, always bluer than the ocean on the horizon, to his nose, pointing ahead, to his lips, tugged into a smile. Then, words spill, always in that velvety voice of his.

“Look up.”

And Reki complies; he always does.

It’s there, beautiful as ever. The sun sets, slow and careful. It’s gentle as it finds its way into the water, reds and oranges and purples swirling in the waves that crash over one another. The rays are tentative, as if afraid to break something that’s new yet has always been there. The sun does as it always has; it doesn’t change and it never will, but today, it feels different. It seems slower as it falls, almost as if it were asking for the ocean’s permission, asking the water to catch it. Will the ocean catch the sun? Will it hold on to every ray, cherish the warmth they provide? Reki hopes it will; he hasn’t known a better pair than bright sunshine and gentle waters. 

The ocean is gentle as the waves intertwine with the rays of sunshine. And as Langa looks back at Reki, that smile so soft as his pinkie locks with Reki’s, Reki knows he’ll be caught. He knows this is right; nothing has been broken, not now, not ever. This is the way they were meant to find each other. This is the way the universe had set them up: strangers, friends, this. This is what Reki has always dreamed of; this is what he wants; this is what he needs.

“C’mon,” a little tug from Langa, his fingers shifting to find their home between Reki’s, “we should hurry before the twins order the entire store to go.”

---

2 - He Is in Love

The morning is quiet, rays of sunlight filtered through the crack to the curtains. Still, the room is dark, and it’s colder than what Reki is used to. He has to pull the blanket up to his neck rather than have it bunched up at his ankles like he’s used to. And when he rolls over, he knows why.

The bed isn’t his. The room either, even if bits of him hang on the walls and sit on the shelves. He finds pieces of himself in the space between these four walls, but it’s still not his space, at least not completely his. It’s Langa’s room, so much is obvious as he sits up in the otherwise empty bed. It’s not crowded enough to be his own; the same could be said about the air that hangs in the apartment, nothing but distant chatter ringing in Reki’s ears. It’s missing the chaos of his house, the screaming and the tumbling of siblings first thing in the morning.

It’s almost strange walking through the small apartment. Reki knows the place like the back of his hand, but it’s still so disorienting to wake up in someone else’s bed, even if it’s far from the first time it has happened. It’s like walking through the streets of a new city; it’s so similar to home, and yet, it’s nothing like it. But when he finally steps into the kitchen, when he’s hit with that smell of smoke and the sound of curses, Reki knows he’s home. He’s home, and he doesn’t want to be anywhere else.

“Shit, shit, shit.”

It’s funny to see Langa like this, picking at the toaster. Langa, who’s usually so calm and composed, he’s so far from that perfect image Reki had once had of him. Now, in the morning light of reality, Langa’s just like any other dork who can’t cook to save his life. He’s ridiculous as he curses at the toast, if it can even be called that. It’s so burnt, so scorched, that Reki wonders if there’s any bread left under that crust of char.

One thing’s for certain: he could not be paid enough to eat that monstrosity.

“Stop laughing!”

Blue eyes are wide, staring at Reki as he doubles down laughing. How can he not laugh? How can he stay serious at the face Langa is making at him? How can he ever stop laughing when he’s with Langa, the same Langa so many people misinterpreted? How can Reki ever keep his laughter to himself when he gets this Langa, Langa who isn’t a prince, Langa who isn’t distant and mysterious? How is he to not laugh and grin when he has Langa, his Langa, goofy and dorky and adorable?

“How did you manage to burn your toast in a toaster, dude?”

The bubbling laughter slowly dies down, falling to a giggle, then a chuckle, before ending in a simply grin. It’s hard to stop smiling around Langa, but thankfully, he doesn’t ask Reki to wipe the look off his face. If anything, he joins him despite biting his lip, trying his best to conceal the sheepish smile.

“I… I forgot it.”

“Did’ya space out again?”

Langa huffs, pushing the toast filled plate across the counter. It’s so strange seeing all these emotions play on Langa’s face, emotions Reki didn’t even know him capable of. They play like a movie on Langa’s face, jumping from one scene to another. Frustration, embarrassment, dejection, and something new, something strange as he gets closer to Reki.

There’s a glisten in his eyes, bluer than Reki’s ever seen them. They almost sparkle under the soft lighting of the kitchen. That look, it’s so far from that night, the one Reki wakes up gasping from. They’re so far from that night, the night Reki thought he had lost it all. Now, they have it all. Everything that had haunted Reki for weeks, it has vanished. That night, it was a lifetime ago, an age Reki barely remembers anymore. All that matters is here, it’s now.

“You look cute in that.”

It’s a surprise, the arms around Reki’s waist and the compliment to his ear. It’s not something he’s used to, especially not from Langa. Sure, he’s always been forward, but still, Reki isn’t used to this type of forward. He’s not quite used to the hugs, the flirting, the sappiness. He may get a Langa very few know of, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t still retain the old Langa, the public Langa, the Langa that feels so unobtainable.

“Hope you like it, it’s literally your shirt.”

The chuckle is cute as Langa drops his head onto Reki’s shoulder. So, he’s given up on trying to cook; maybe they can go out for breakfast, or better yet, they can order something in. And maybe they should get something for Nanako; she shouldn’t be out for too long, not on a Sunday. But while she’s gone, well…

It’s sweet, the taste of Langa’s lips against Reki’s. Really, there isn’t much that can compare to this, to the way Langa smiles into the kisses, almost laughing into them. And with every kiss, Reki feels the butterflies erupt from their cocoons; he feels the flutter in his lungs and chest. Kisses from Langa wasn’t something Reki had ever expected, but now, he doesn’t think he can go without them.

One leads to another and another after that. They’re dizzying, leaving him lightheaded as he wraps his arms around Langa’s neck to steady himself. The world spins, fades, and leaves nothing but Langa and his sweetness. Maybe it’s the honey on his lips, or the chocolate on his tongue, but Reki’s pretty sure it’s just Langa. That’s just what Langa tastes like; sweet and addictive.

“Reki…”

His voice is low, raspy almost. Maybe he’s also breathless from the kisses, a little too caught up in the moment. Or maybe that’s just the way Langa sounds after he’s been kissed senseless; Reki isn’t proud to admit it, but stopping was a little more difficult than he had anticipated. But when Langa drops his head back into the crook of Reki’s neck, the world returns, colors other than blue reappearing around him.

“Reki, you’re my best friend, you know that, right?”

Such a statement is nothing new to Reki, but hearing it now of all times, it does something to him. He isn’t sure what it is, but he feels the pang in his chest. It’s nothing like the butterflies he had felt. It’s nothing like that. This pang, it means something else. He doesn’t feel lighter from the words, but at the same time, it’s lifts something that he hadn’t known was weighing him down.

This feeling, this reminder, it means everything to Reki. It’s everything to Reki because it means that every ghost that had once haunted him, that every insecurity that had locked into his closet, they fade. They fade because they mean nothing now. No fear can be greater than this statement. Nothing can be greater than knowing that he’s not alone. Because now, from now until the end of forever, Langa will be there. Langa will stand by him, never leaving him to face his demons alone.

The hug is automatic. There is no other possible response to the statement. There’s nothing else he can do besides holding Langa close to his chest, keep him where he wants him. A hug and a nod are all Reki can manage, and it’s enough. It’s enough for Langa to know it too. It’s enough.

---

3 - True Love

The skatepark is empty besides the two boards left unattended by a rail. There��s not a soul other than the two boys, legs dangling off the back of the ramp, a water bottle to their left and a carton of fries between them. They’re silent, each scrolling on their phone as they pick absent-mindedly at their food. Another Friday afternoon, just like so many others.

Or at least, it should be like every other Friday. There’s nothing different, at least, not on the surface. They’re in their spot, far from the rest of the world. It’s just them, as always, but there’s something weighing down on Reki. There’s something that lingers in the air, something that’s been choking him up all day. It’s there, he knows it, he just doesn’t know how to address it. Talking about things that aren’t skating, it’s not easy, not for Reki.

A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth as he swipes through his camera roll. Every one of them holds a memory, usually one that has to do with Langa. There’s a selfie, or two, or three, or twelve. There’s a video of Langa skating, or, once again, twelve. And there are pictures of the sunset, of a stray cat, of birds in the sky, yet they still remind him of Langa. He can hear Langa through the pictures, hear his laughter, hear his chatter, hear his breathing. Because Langa is in every one of these pictures, whether he’s visible or not. He’s in every single picture, in every memory Reki holds of the past year or so. Langa, Reki realizes, has become a staple of his life, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. Especially not when Langa’s head is dropping onto his shoulder, blue eyes pointed up at him.

“Whatcha looking at?”

“Just going through my pictures, see what I can delete.”

Reki knows he won’t be deleting anything; he doesn’t want to forget any of his moments with Langa. He wants to keep building these moments, not get rid of them. But saying that out loud, who knows what kind of waterfall of words would spill from his mouth afterwards. And he can’t risk that. Not before he’s figured out exactly how he wants to say it. These words, he can’t mess them up. They need to be perfect. So, until then, they will be silent.

The evening goes by as it always does: a few tricks here and there, a lot of laughing, a few scraped knees and palms. It’s another Friday evening, just like so many others. It’s another Friday evening, until they head home, still in silence.

“Reki, is everything alright?”

Reki hums as he readjusts his bag on his shoulders.

“You just…” Langa pauses, stopping under a streetlamp. “You haven’t talked much today. So… is everything alright?”  

Reki wants nothing more than to wipe away the worry that coats the blue of Langa’s eyes. He wants nothing more than to replace it with their usual shine, the one paired with the brightest grin Reki’s ever known. He wants nothing more than Langa’s happiness; if he could go another lifetime without ever having to worry, that would be how Reki would want it. He wants to remember Langa’s smile, memorize the curve of his lips and the creases at the corner of his eyes. None of that worrying that pulls his features in all the wrong ways.

“Don’t worry, dude. Everything’s perfect. Just been a long day, y’know?”

Langa nods, but he shows no sign of continuing his way down the road. He nods, but he expects more. He wants Reki to talk, to release whatever it is he’s holding in his heart. He wants Reki to talk, to spill, to let it all out. And even if it’s ugly, Reki knows Langa will take it. Even if it’s far from perfect, Reki knows Langa will smile, grin even, as he drinks Reki’s every syllable.

“Well, I mean…”

They hear it in the silence, the wait of Reki’s unspoken words. The silent words, they hang heavy in the air. And the more Langa stares, the more Langa waits with that beautiful look upon his face, the more Reki hesitates to say it. It won’t break them, far from that, but being the first to vocalize it, being the first to put it out there, it’s scary. It could ignite a fire, a flame that could leave a trail of beauty for Reki to memorize on Langa’s face and body, but it might also be a flame that burns the whole thing down. If he does this wrong, who knows what the future will look like for them.

Perhaps it would have been better if Reki had been a better liar, better at concealing the feelings fluttering in his heart. If he had been able to pretend there was nothing there, or pretend he didn’t expect the words to come to him first before parroting them back, maybe he wouldn’t have found himself in this situation. But if he had been better at conceal his feelings, at keeping them close to his chest rather than out for the world to see, then maybe he wouldn’t have found himself under the brightest moon, standing in front of the prettiest boy he’d ever seen. If he had been different, then maybe he wouldn’t be here today. He wouldn’t be standing in front of a boy whose eyes are filled with beauty and adoration, lacing their fingers together.

“I guess I just wanted to say…”

It’s now, or it’s never, Reki knows that. He’s started. He can’t stop.

“I’ve actually been thinking so much about this lately. Like, I can’t sleep from how much I think about it. So, like…”

Langa stares in anticipation, his shoulders caving inwards as his fingers tighten around Reki’s. He’s biting back a smile, Reki knows this. Maybe Langa’s just as bad at this as he is.

“Langa.”

He’s shaking. Or maybe it’s Langa who’s shaking. Or maybe they’re both shaking. Reki can’t tell. He doesn’t care.

“Langa, I love you.”

[arsoniiii]

happy birthday to THE best boy

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! 🐺🎃👻🧹

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Beyond Infinity

by Marywannabe After the epic race between Snow and Adam, the gang is still together for more. But there is one question that bothers everyone: What the hell is going on between Reki and Langa? "I wish everything stays the same" "I wish for someone who values ​​me" "I wish we'll always be together no matter what happens" "I wish I had courage" "I wish I wasn't alone" "I wish for a family" "I wish for an angel" "I wish things would change" 8 wishes and 5 stories that will change the course of their lives forever. Join our favorite skaters in this new adventure full of fun, drama and above all love English is not my first language, sorry for any mistake Words: 1128, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: SK8 the Infinity (Anime) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Kyan Reki, Hasegawa Langa, Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Chinen Miya, Shindo Ainosuke | Adam, Kikuchi Tadashi, Higa Hiromi | Shadow, Oka Shokichi, Kyan Koyomi, Kyan Nanaka, Kyan Chihiro, Hasegawa Nanako, Kyan Masae Relationships: Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Kikuchi Tadashi/Shindo Ainosuke | Adam, Chinen Miya & Kyan Reki, Higa Hiromi | Shadow & Oka Shokichi Additional Tags: One–sided Attraction Chinen Miya/Kyan Reki, Found Family, Fluff, Not angst just drama, Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki Fluff source https://archiveofourown.org/works/57640636

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i like shiny things (but i'd marry you with paper rings)

i like shiny things (but i'd marry you with paper rings)

by brokencomatose

langa hasegawa is going to marry reki kyan, this he's sure of.

(or 5 times langa gives reki a makeshift ring and 1 time it's real)

Words: 4390, Chapters: 1/1, 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 Nanaka, Kyan Chihiro

Relationships: Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Kyan Reki Loves Hasegawa Langa, Hasegawa Langa Loves Kyan Reki, Marriage Proposal, 5+1 Things, Hasegawa Langa Has Anxiety, Implied Sexual Content, A little bit of angst

From https://ift.tt/YiyzaNs https://archiveofourown.org/works/47793412

[fantastic-rambles]

Fandom: Sk8 the Infinity

Characters: Ainosuke Shindo (ADAM), Langa Hasegawa, Reki Kyan

Warnings: None in this chapter

Word Count: ~900

Summary: Songfic inspired by "The Haunting" by Set It Off. Chapter 1: In which Reki comes to visit Langa.

"Again?" Adam sighed as he followed Langa to the common room. "Hasn't the redhead grown tired of this yet?"

"He's my friend," Langa replied firmly. And he stopped abruptly when the man swooped in front of him, a nasty grin on his face.

"Your friend. That's right, isn't it? That's all he could ever be to you, since you have me."

Langa bit his lip, but he couldn't refute Adam's words. They'd tried, years ago. He'd liked Reki, and Reki had liked him, too. They spent time together, went on dates, skated… all sorts of normal things that people did with someone they loved. And Langa had enjoyed himself. But it wasn't the same as how he felt when he was with Adam.

There was always something unpredictable and thrilling when it came to the older man. He was life itself, the sun that drowned out all the other stars in the sky. Whenever they met, Langa learned something new, was forced to challenge himself to keep up, felt his heart race. It used to race when he was with Reki, too, but as more time passed, it had gradually faded away until he didn't feel anything special with his friend. Until he was only a friend.

"Be nice," was the only thing he could say as he walked around Adam. Fortunately, Adam didn't say anything else as they continued on their way, though Langa heard him chuckle behind him. After pushing open the door to the room, Langa glanced around, smiling when he spotted a familiar face.

"Reki!"

"Langa!"

The young man sprang up from the couch he was sitting on, rushing over to Langa to give him a cautious hug. Langa returned it just as tentatively, but when they pulled apart, he noticed Reki glaring over his shoulder.

"So he's still here?"

"Yeah."

There wasn't really anything else that Langa could say, after all, so he let Reki lead him back to the couch, taking a seat beside him. Rolling his eyes, Adam collapsed into the armchair across from them, draping himself across the arms with an exasperated sigh, but both of them ignored the man.

"You've been good?" he asked his friend, and the redhead nodded.

"Better than you, probably. Your mom's worried about you, you know. You should see her sometime."

But Langa shook his head. He knew that she was worried about his situation, and every time Reki visited, he brought this up. But he didn’t want her to see him when things were like this. And even though she tried to reassure him that she’d always support him, no matter what, he knew that this hurt her, too.

Of all of his old friends, Reki was the only one who would still visit, coming once a month. Miya, Cherry, Joe… they used to swing by, but gradually, their visits had become more and more infrequent until they simply stopped. Langa understood, and he didn’t blame them. After all, they’d done everything that they could to try to prevent things from going this far, but Langa had gone behind their backs in the end. This was the mess he’d made, so it was his responsibility to deal with it. Besides, they had their own lives, too.

“What about your own family?” he asked, and Reki launched into an animated retelling of their latest antics, including a tirade about Koyomi’s latest boyfriend and a description of Nanaka and Chihiro’s school play. Langa smiled as he just listened to his friend talk, but Adam slid off his seat, gliding over and perching next to Langa.

“Bo~~~ring. Really, Langa, you know you’re not interested in any of this, so why pretend? Just send him off on his merry way already.”

“Shut up,” Langa muttered, and Reki’s voice died out. Instantly, Langa shook his head, and jerked it over his shoulder. “Not you. Adam.”

“Oh. Yeah.”

Reki's eyes flicked over his shoulder as well before he awkwardly picked up his story again, but the mood had already changed. After he finished talking, silence fell between them, only to be interrupted by Adam again.

“Oh good, he’s done. Bye-bye now, Little Red. Don’t get eaten by the Big, Bad Wolf on your way home,” he sneered. Still, neither Langa nor Reki said anything for another moment, until Reki cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Uh. I’ve got to go now. I told you that I got a job last time, right? We’re really busy right now. But it was good to see you again. Same time next month?”

“Yeah.” Langa nodded. Even he could tell that his friend was making excuses at this point, but it was already nice enough that he would come. Despite everything. “I’m sorry about—”

“No, no, no. It’s okay. I just… hope things get better for you soon, yeah? Take care of yourself. I’ll see myself out.”

Reki stood up, only to freeze when Langa reached out and grabbed his hand.

“Thanks, Reki.”

“Oh. Yeah, of course. We’re friends, right?”

“We are,” Langa agreed, even as Adam repeated mockingly, “Friends~~~.”

Carefully, Reki pulled his hand out of Langa’s, and he and Adam watched the redhead cross the room, exiting through another door. And once it closed behind him, Langa whirled around, sinking a fist into Adam’s gut.

Part 2