#colton x kyle

[sunrisespeedway]

The Lovers - Colton Herta & Kyle Kirkwood

Upright, the Lovers can represent love, harmony, partnerships, shared values, and choices. Reversed, it can mean self-love, imbalance, and disconnection.

This one does not always mean romance, it's rather a card about choice. Kyle didn't need to defend Colton's win in Toronto, he could've passed him to win himself, but he chose not to. He could have mourned his lost podium in Nashville, but he chose to celebrate Colton's win. While racing is often considered a dog-eat-dog world, even with your teammates, Colton and Kyle's blatant and unwavering support of each other subverts expectations.

Don't worry, they'll both get individual cards in this series.

The next card will hopefully be the Magician. I'm pretty slammed with homework, so it may be a bit longer before I have that one done.

[lovelytsunoda]

INDYCAR DRIVERS AS ROMANCE BOOK TROPES

summary: I give romance tropes to my favourite funky indycar men. if y’all actually want to see me do any of these, please tell me in the comments 🫣

dedicated to my bestie @magnummagnussen who helped ghostwrite and give her ideas on a few of the tropes! (sorry for not including sting ray bestie, I have his trope to callum!)

pato o ward

reverse grumpy sunshine!!! pato is a bright ball of sunshine and in an ideal romance book he would pair with a girl who is a little grumpy (just a little bit) and cynical about falling in love and then dear sweet patricio would sweep in and show her just how magical being in love can be and show her that soulmates are real and life doesn’t have to be doom and gloom all the time

josef newgarden

single dad x nanny trope! I can see this playing out as recently widowed josef (probably not the right word) struggling to balance being the only caregiver for his son next to his racing career. cue y/n, the nanny he hires to watch after his son while he’s away and competing. he’s scared to fall in love again because he’s still grieving what he once had, but his son grows attached to y/n and how could josef not fall in love with someone his son loves so much?

kyle kirkwood

second chance romance! he lost her once, and now that she’s back in his life he won’t give her up!! the way I see this one playing out is that maybe they were together before kyle made it to the big leagues, back when nobody in america knew his name. but while she was deciding which ivy league scholarship to choose, Kyle is thinking about his career. she gives him an ultimatum, and he picks racing. so she goes to her big fancy school and forgets about him. but when a family tragedy brings her back to florida and she comes face to face with kyle, who is now a grand prix winner, hes desperate to keep her from being the one who got away.

colton herta

accidental pregnancy!! their relationship was falling apart, the distance and the pressures of colton’s career. eating them alive. words were said that couldn’t be taken back. so they called it quits, he moved to nashville and she tried to keep her head down and finish school. until she missed her period. her world seems to be ending with those two little lines, but she still cares about him. she can’t just keep coltons child a secret from him, this disaster is as much his fault as it is hers. so she goes to indiana the weekend before the 500 and she tells him. tensions are running high between them both, but they’re trying to do right by each other and the baby, and the experience reminds them that maybe they were meant to be together all along.

marcus armstrong

brothers best friend!!! y/n ilott knows that marcus is off limits. since she was fifteen she’s thought all her brothers friends were gross anyways. marcus was always by far the most annoying. fast forward a few years and they’re racing together in the same series again and suddenly marcus armstrong isn’t a gross as she remembers. and has his voice always been that sexy?? but callum can NEVER know.

david malukas

wrong number! let’s face it this man is too lazy to make contacts for half of the names in his phone. he was so sure that was sting rays number. why wouldn’t it be, the man from idaho had typed it in himself. turns out, it wasn’t sting ray at all, but some random college student who lived over a thousand miles away. he starts to text her when she gets bored, eventually progressing to face time calls, and begins to get flustered once he has a face to put with the personality. ends with him flying out to meet in her in person.

christian lundgaard

fake dating! he shouldn’t have done it. every bone in his body told him not to do it but the panicked look on her face was enough to make christian agree to pretend to be her boyfriend to scare off her cheating ex boyfriend, who was making her seriously uncomfortable. it was just supposed to be for the weekend, until the guy started leaving her alone. but a lot can happen on one race weekend and suddenly it doesn’t seem so fake anymore.

callum ilott

childhood friends to lovers! they were always just supposed to be friends, but if that’s the case, why does callum hate her new boyfriend now that the relationship is getting serious? why does y/n still feel like something is missing? cue a drunken night out leading to the hottest sex callum has ever had and lingering questions on both sides about what they really truly want out of life and love.

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@clemswrld @httpiastri @libraryofloveletters @sidcrosbyspuck @scuderiasundays @scuderiamh @lorarri

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P-VALLEY || SCARS (1x02)

[xzyspn]

I’m so endeared by them

[inlap]

zero to sixty (ao3 link)

pairing: colton/kyle wordcount: 1k summary: “Shit,” Colton exhaled, hitching, “You’re actually kinda good at this.”

“Shit,” Colton exhaled, hitching, “You’re actually kinda good at this.”

Admittedly not his best work when it came to encouragement. You’d have to forgive him for being a touch distracted, given the situation. 

Kyle looked up at him from beneath his lashes. Beneath his freckles, his skin was flushed an impossibly vibrant pink. Autonation pink, Colton thought, fringing on delirium. Kyle’s cheeks were hollowed out, his lips stretched around Colton. And he felt so damn good that Colton didn’t even care about the bitchy look he was shooting up at him. 

Colton ran an errant, loose hand over Kyle’s short hair, patting him. He smiled.

“‘m serious. Five star rating.” Colton was a simple man and Kyle was tight, hot, and wet—not too toothy or anything. And the way he pressed the flat of his tongue to the vein on the underside of Colton’s shaft… a deep sigh loosed from the back of Colton’s throat, his eyelids fluttering. 

“No way this is the first time you’ve sucked dick. Can’t be. You’re too good. You’re like a—”

Kyle pulled off from Colton with an obscene wet pop and a little protesting keen filtered through Colton’s gritted teeth. His touch on Kyle’s hair grew pleading. He tried to gently coax Kyle back to what he’d just stopped doing. 

Kyle only batted his hand away. His brows drew down low over his gaze. 

“Dude,” he said, his voice hoarse enough to make Colton feel lightheaded. 

Shit, Colton thought. Did I do that? Did I wreck Kyle Kirkwood’s throat with my dick? 

“Can you pipe down for, like, fifteen seconds?” Kyle continued.

“Pipe down?” Colton echoed. 

His brain still wasn’t up to speed, admittedly, but he didn’t see why that mattered. It’s not like they had to worry about being overheard. 

It was late. Everyone smarter than them (that was to say—literally everyone else) was already asleep in their trailers in anticipation of the race that would be taking place the next day. He could be as loud as he wanted without fear of rousing suspicions. 

He opened his mouth to say as much. 

What came out from him instead was an incoherent, “A-ah,” as Kyle took him in hand without warning. 

Kyle started to stroke him, his hand just loose enough to maintain Colton’s state of arousal. Colton exhaled a deep sigh. He supposed Kyle’s hand was an adequate (though not exactly equally mind blowing) substitution for his mouth.

“I mean, I’m glad you’re enjoying it but I’m trying to concentrate here.” 

Some of the whine Colton had come to know and like a little too much bled through Kyle’s rasp. Among an upswell of fondness, Colton couldn’t resist reaching out for him again. He avoided his hair this time around. 

“I really don’t think I could even if I tried, man. I’m sorry.” He apologized, as he grazed Kyle’s bright-pink cheek with his fingertips. Kyle blinked, his hand slowing to a pause on Colton’s cock.

“You—why?” he asked, and it was only then that Colton remembered everything else Kyle had said. He frowned.

“Wait. Why only fifteen seconds?”

Something bright and mischievous glinted in Kyle’s gaze. 

“‘Cause that’s how long you’re gonna last.”

“Okay, I’m not that pent-up, asshole,” Colton said, without any real venom. 

How could he be mad? Kyle was doing him a favor, after all. He’d so kindly offered to help Colton after Colton had complained about how long his dry spell was beginning to stretch. 

(Colton’s exact words were: I don’t even know what I’d give to get off.  

And Kyle’s response had been: How ‘bout that handle of Tito’s in your fridge?  

Easiest trade in Colton’s life. He didn’t even like vodka all that much, anyway.)

“Yeah?” Kyle asked, drawing Colton out of his reverie. 

“Yeah.” 

“Time it. Bet you’ll finish within a minute,” Kyle levied back at him. 

He sounded so confident. A wave of heated arousal crashed over Colton. It mounted, heightening the heat under his skin to a downright fever, as Kyle leaned back in again. His exhalations ghosted across Colton’s exposed skin. His parted lips nearly kissed the head of Colton’s cock. Colton shivered, electric excitement arcing up his spine. 

Kyle looked up at him again—hazel eyes shining between sandy lashes. 

He didn’t take Colton in past his lips. The anticipation was killing Colton. Really killing him. He was beginning to ache. He needed something to alleviate his near-unbearable arousal. Pressure, friction… something. 

“C’mon. What are you waiting for?” Colton complained. 

“Time me,” Kyle repeated. 

He hadn’t been kidding about that, huh? Distantly, Colton noticed the heat within him was shifting, disseminating upward to coalesce in his cheeks.

“You know, you’re kinda weird.” 

It needed to be said. Colton had never gotten a blowjob where the other person demanded a running race clock. Then again, he’d never gotten a blowjob from another driver before. 

Maybe this was how it was going to be between them, if they ever did this again. Big emphasis on the ‘if.’ Colton didn’t want to get ahead of himself here. 

“Hey, I’m not gonna do this if you're gonna be a jerk to me,” Kyle countered, but he didn’t seem to mind all that much. He was smiling, his lip corners unturned. He really wasn’t half-bad looking, Colton reflected. Especially like this, with his eyes warm and his lips flushed and swollen. 

Colton swallowed, hard. “I didn’t say it was a bad thing. Maybe I like it a little weird, I don’t know. Jesus.”

Kyle laughed. Embarrassingly, Colton felt his cock leap with a jolt of arousal as Kyle leaned in, as his lips brushed up against Colton’s skin. In a teasing, soft brush, Kyle flicked out little more than the very tip of his tongue to lap up the beaded pre-come from the slit of Colton’s cock. 

A string of curses fell from Colton’s lips. He carded his hand through Kyle’s bristly hair again, telling himself he wasn’t holding on for dear life. Then, with little other choice, he started to count down. 

“Sixty… fifty-nine—oh, fuck—fifty-eight, shit. How the fuck are you doing that with your tongue? Fifty-seven… fifty-ah…”

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hey ohmygosh all ur wips sound so cool :)

if you don't mind I'd love to hear abt ur colton x logan uni au and the lando + loscar please <3

Okay so Colton and logan one started totally just as my delusion when i started getting into indycar and connected dots that didn't even exist, like only time of them even being at the same place that i found so far was 2012 supernational karting competition in Vegas. at least they follow eachother on insta which is something

But they make so much sense to me. Fratboy logan that got dragged to a garage concert by his best friend Kyle????where kyle plays on guitar in the same band as Colton???? And Kyle makes them interact???? It works so well.

Also calm logan + drama queen Colton is just a chief kiss of a dynamic on top of indy grange band drummer x frat boy

I'm thinking on making a subplot of them doing karting together without knowing who the other one is so then when they find out (while talking like normal when they have hangouts together with kyle or something, generally just talking to eachother normally) they r like????? IT'S YOU???

But i didn't think further than that yet so here you go :p

And for another one - it's pretty simple, loscar are in relationship from even before f1 started. Oscar also have some form of crush on lando and logan is aware of it and ok with it. Lando is kinda bad with defining platonic feelings from romantic ones but he likes oscar well enough either way.and he's kinda indifferent about Logan, like sure they know eachother since forever but it never was close, just acquaintances.

And then Logan does a thing like landing him his glasses because room they are in or giving his headphones when it's end of the day and everything is loud in a bad way. It's very confusing to lando so he goes to logan to ask (using returning his glasses as an excuse) and Logan just simply sais that it's just little things that he remembers from their time in karting and oscar likes lando very much so he tries to make some effort too, and it's not like that's too much work, just little details to remember.

But it does mean a lot to lando bc dealing with adhd is hard and even these little things help enormously. So he in turn start paying attention to Logan too, noticing how sweet and caring he is. And then oscar gives him a present for his birthday and it contains his favourite childhood candies and lando is very confused how oscar can possibly know about them and he just says that logan helped him prepare the present.

It feels lando with so much affection for both of them that he wants to explode and that was his clue that feeling that he have for both of them for quite some time probably aren't platonic anymore

And with time after that realisation all their hangouts start include more cuddles and some kisses later on too

[eludin-realm]

Character Name Ideas (Male)

So I've been browsing through BehindTheName (great resource!) recently and have compiled several name lists. Here are some names, A-Z, that I like. NOTE: If you want to use any of these please verify sources, meanings etc, I just used BehindTheName to browse and find all of these. Under the cut:

A: Austin, Aiden, Adam, Alex, Angus, Anthony, Archie, Argo, Ari, Aric, Arno, Atlas, August, Aurelius, Alexei, Archer, Angelo, Adric, Acarius, Achilou, Alphard, Amelian, Archander B: Bodhi, Bastian, Baz, Beau, Beck, Buck, Basil, Benny, Bentley, Blake, Bowie, Brad, Brady, Brody, Brennan, Brent, Brett, Brycen C: Cab, Cal, Caden, Cáel, Caelan, Caleb, Cameron, Chase, Carlos, Cooper, Carter, Cas, Cash, Cassian, Castiel, Cedric, Cenric, Chance, Chandler, Chaz, Chad, Chester, Chet, Chip, Christian, Cillian, Claude, Cicero, Clint, Cody, Cory, Coy, Cole, Colt, Colton, Colin, Colorado, Colum, Conan, Conrad, Conway, Connor, Cornelius, Creed, Cyneric, Cynric, Cyrano, Cyril, Cyrus, Crestian, Ceric D: Dallas, Damien, Daniel, Darach, Dash, Dax, Dayton, Denver, Derek, Des, Desmond, Devin, Dewey, Dexter, Dietrich, Dion, Dmitri, Dominic, Dorian, Douglas, Draco, Drake, Drew, Dudley, Dustin, Dusty, Dylan, Danièu E: Eadric, Evan, Ethan, Easton, Eddie, Eddy, Einar, Eli, Eilas, Eiljah, Elliott, Elton, Emanuel, Emile, Emmett, Enzo, Erik, Evander, Everett, Ezio F: Faolán, Faron, Ferlin, Felix, Fenrir, Fergus, Finley, Finlay, Finn, Finnian, Finnegan, Flint, Flip, Flynn, Florian, Forrest, Fritz G: Gage, Gabe, Grady, Grant, Gray, Grayson, Gunnar, Gunther, Galahad H: Hale, Harley, Harper, Harvey, Harry, Huey, Hugh, Hunter, Huxley I: Ian, Ianto, Ike, Inigo, Isaac, Isaias, Ivan, Ísak J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jason, Jasper, Jax, Jay, Jensen, Jed, Jeremy, Jeremiah, Jesse, Jett, Jimmie, Jonas, Jonas, Jonathan, Jordan, Josh, Julien, Jovian, Jun, Justin, Joseph, Joni, K: Kaden, Kai, Kale, Kane, Kaz, Keane, Keaton, Keith, Kenji, Kenneth, Kent, Kevin, Kieran, Kip, Knox, Kris, Kristian, Kyle, Kay, Kristján, Kristófer L: Lamont, Lance, Landon, Lane, Lars, László, Laurent, Layton, Leander, Leif, Leo, Leonidas, Leopold, Levi, Lewis, Louie, Liam, Liberty, Lincoln, Linc, Linus, Lionel, Logan, Loki, Lucas, Lucian, Lucio, Lucky, Luke, Luther, Lyall, Lycus, Lykos, Lyle, Lyndon, Llewellyn, Landri, Laurian, Lionç M: Major, Manny, Manuel, Marcus, Mason, Matt, Matthew, Matthias, Maverick, Maxim, Memphis, Midas, Mikko, Miles, Mitch, Mordecai, Mordred, Morgan, Macari, Maïus, Maxenci, Micolau, Miro N: Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, Niall, Nico, Niels, Nik, Noah, Nolan, Niilo, Nikander, Novak, O: Oakley, Octavian, Odin, Orlando, Orrick, Ǫrvar, Othello, Otis, Otto, Ovid, Owain, Owen, Øyvind, Ozzie, Ollie, Oliver, Onni P: Paisley, Palmer, Percival, Percy, Perry, Peyton, Phelan, Phineas, Phoenix, Piers, Pierce, Porter, Presley, Preston, Pacian Q: Quinn, Quincy, Quintin R: Ragnar, Raiden, Ren, Rain, Rainier, Ramos, Ramsey, Ransom, Raul, Ray, Roy, Reagan, Redd, Reese, Rhys, Rhett, Reginald, Remiel, Remy, Ridge, Ridley, Ripley, Rigby, Riggs, Riley, River, Robert, Rocky, Rokas, Roman, Ronan, Ronin, Romeo, Rory, Ross, Ruairí, Rufus, Rusty, Ryder, Ryker, Rylan, Riku, Roni S: Sammie, Sammy, Samuel, Samson, Sanford, Sawyer, Scout, Seán, Seth, Sebastian, Seymour, Shane, Shaun, Shawn, Sheldon, Shiloh, Shun, Sid, Sidney, Silas, Skip, Skipper, Skyler, Slade, Spencer, Spike, Stan, Stanford, Sterling, Stevie, Stijn, Suni, Sylvan, Sylvester T: Tab, Tad, Tanner, Tate, Tennessee, Tero, Terrance, Tevin, Thatcher, Tierno, Tino, Titus, Tobias, Tony, Torin, Trace, Trent, Trenton, Trev, Trevor, Trey, Troy, Tripp, Tristan, Tucker, Turner, Tyler, Ty, Teemu U: Ulric V: Valerius, Valor, Van, Vernon, Vespasian, Vic, Victor, Vico, Vince, Vinny, Vincent W: Wade, Walker, Wallis, Wally, Walt, Wardell, Warwick, Watson, Waylon, Wayne, Wes, Wesley, Weston, Whitley, Wilder, Wiley, William, Wolfe, Wolfgang, Woody, Wulfric, Wyatt, Wynn X: Xander, Xavier Z: Zachary, Zach, Zane, Zeb, Zebediah, Zed, Zeke, Zeph, Zaccai

[winterisol]

Winterisol Blog Directions

hi hi! welcome to my blog which does it all, from fics to personal rants welcome to khaos.

i like Spanish war criminals and Italians I guess (and patito)

all things are tagged as "sol's..."

writing = "sol's writing" moodboards = "sol's moodboards" random talking/rants = "sol's yapping" asks = "an ask? who me 🤨" fic recs = "sol's fic hoard" misc. = "sol's random shit"

AUS:

motogp greek demigods || motogp hogwarts || motogp pokemon || rosquez adoption (rosquez) || dani wc 2012 (pedrenzo) || alex marquez mechanic (lucalex)

Fics:

MotoGP dearest, my darling my universe (Jorge Lorenzo x Dani Pedrosa) [#my universe fic] completed i said goodbye, why are you still next to me? (Past Marc Marquez x Valentino Rossi) [#i said goodbye fic] completed im in the trees, im in the breeze ( Reconciliation Marc Marquez x Valentino Rossi) [#everywhere is him fic] part one || part two || part three WIP

F1 my story is all you (Jenson Button x Sebastian Vettel) [AO3] completed

now I'm interviewing you (Mark Webber x Fernando Alonso) [AO3] completed

IndyCar

let's put the end in friends. (Colton Herta x Kyle Kirkwood) [AO3] WIP

(you can also find me on disc with the same username and ao3 as auretic)

[dum1s-writings]

~~~~Intro thingy I guess~~~~

Greetings from @thedum1 (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

I have once again decided to start a new sideblog. I just wanna try tossing my hat into the xMasc!Reader ring. I'll have main fandoms and on occasion fandoms, which will be allowed once in a while.

~Main fandoms are subject to change.~

The main fandoms will be marked with 💕

Favorite characters will be marked with 💋

Obey Me! Shall We Date? 💕

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan 💋

Satan

Asmodeus 💋

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Diavolo

Barbatos

Solomon

Simeon 💋

Luke

Twisted Wonderland

All students and staff*

*Riddle, Epel, Idia, Neige and Rollo are my weaknesses

Miraculous Ladybug and Cat Noir 💕

Adrien Agreste/Cat Noir 💋

Nathaniel Kurtzberg/Caprikid 💋

Marc Anciel/Rooster Bold

Nino Lahiffe/Carapace

Luka Couffaine/Viperion

Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Ladybug

Alya Césaire/Rena Rouge

Kagami Tsurugi/Ryuko

Gabriel Agreste/Hawkmoth

Nathalie Sancoeur/Mayura 💋

Mystic Messenger

Yoosung Kim

Zen/Hyun Ryu

Jaehee Kang 💋

Jumin Han

707/Luciel/Saeyoung Choi 💋

Animal Crossing 💕

Apollo 💋

Cherry

Julien 💋

Raymond 💋

Marshall

Tangy

Colton

Whitney

Punchy 💋

Stitches

Muffy 💋

Diana

Zell

Lucky

Ankha

Chrissy

Francine

Judy

Kyle

Fang

Willow

Merengue 💋

Mott

Bud

Kicks 💋

Isabelle

Tom Nook

Death Note

L Lawliet

Light Yagami

Touta Matsuda 💋

Teru Mikami

Misa Amane

Naomi Misora

Kiyomi Takada

Mihael Keehl/Mello 💋

Mail Jeevas/Matt 💋

Nate River/Near

Total Drama Island/Action/World Tour

Trent

Gwen

Cody 💋

Noah 💋

Justin

Lindsay 💋

Sadie

Katie

Sierra

Leshawna 💋

DJ

Beth

Heather

Duncan

Courtney

Alejandro

6teen

Caitlin Cooke

Nikki Wong 💋

Jude Lizowski

Wyatt Williams 💋

Jen Masterson

Jonsey Garcia

Teen Titans (2003 cartoon version)

Robin 💋

Starfire

Raven 💋

Beast Boy

Cyborg

Jinx

Terra

Red-X 💋

Aqualad

Speedy

Bumblebee 💋

The occasional slasher

Michael Myers

Cory Cunningham

Billy Lenz

Brahms Heelshire 💋

Others to be added...maybe.

The general rules:

Fandoms will have their own rules in their own separate posts

He/Him and They/Them pronouns only

I have problems with menstruation so none of that allowed as I HATE thinking of my own

Polyamorous relationships are accepted and loved here but NO cheating 😤

No non-platonic/familial child/teen x adult

No incest of any kind

No angst without a happy ending

VERY EXTREMELY RARE sexual nsft 👀

Piggybacking off the last rule I prefer a Top/Not Penetrated reader

No matchups 😐

No OCs as main character/reader

Piggybacking again I will allow OCs as side characters

You may see mentions of my OCs as I love them

Some characters will be OOC and I have no shame about that 🤷🏾

All fanfics will have swears except for Miraculous

I'm bad at coming up with bad guys/villains so fandoms with baddies will take place during down time/right after a fight

I am slow and easily distracted so things will come out when I remember

My target audience is me first so if I don't like how a thing is turning out it won't be published

Again....this a masculine pronoun only blog. And before I get shit on by children and the feminine pronoun users........Fuck. Off. I'm here for the gays and theys. I've been on the internet for years and there's PLENTY of shit for y'all.

[alldancersaretalented]

Twins in the Comp. Dance World

Comment ones I missed

24-7 Dance Force

Cade and Colton Hara

Amirian Ballet Academy

Skylar and Mackenzie Churobin

Amplified Studio 850

Autumn and Avary Ritenour

Artflux Dance Lab

Danica and Natalia Adamo

BC Dance

Evyenia and Nikoleta Stratigouleas

CSPAS:

Taytum and Oakley Fisher Sawyer and Piper Ainge

Club Dance Studio

Ava and Kinley Palmer Bostyn and Presley Thomas

Dance Connection 2

Brooklynn and Addison Jones Savvy and Scarlett Brenly Brooklyn and Hailey Garrido

DXX Studios

Haydin and Hailey Perez

Encore Dance Academy

Maddie and Arie Cuthbertson

K2 Studios

Rosalind and Juniper Balatero

Lancester Dance Academy

Ella and Olivia Morales

OCPAA

Delaney and Libby Haye

Outlet Dance Complex

Alyssa and Tessa Stallings

PAVE

Alexa and Ava Rauth

Perception Dance

Brooke and Savannah Seymour

Premier Ballet OC

Aimee and Riley Ernt

Premier Dance KC

Ruby and Eisley Sprenger

Project 21

Kami and Katie Couch Berkeley and Bristyn Scifres Brooklyn and Brielle Lieberman

Southland Ballet

Ginevra and Magnolia Liu

Stars Dance Company

Jasmynn and Jullyann ?

Strictly Ballroom Utah

Sawyer and Piper Ainge

Studio 4

Jaela and Maelynn Padget

Studio 89 Dance Company

Kylee and Kaylee Dye

Studio X Dance Complex

Adalyn and Alayah Carter

The Company Space

Stella and Lucy Baron

The Crew

Kate and Kenz Jones

West Florida Dance Company

Scarlett and Sophia Griffin Victoria and Sophia Schuman

WDP

Isabella and Diana Kouznetsova

???

Lexi and Sky Makin McKenna and Savannah Ruley

[lovelytsunoda]

chateau ( feel alright ) | kyle kirkwood

summary: powers out in andretti house. stuck working together on a project for their business marketing class, kyle and yn find themselves stuck in his dorm with no lights and no heating

pairing: college!kyle kirkwood x college! reader

warnings: you’ve heard of only one bed, get ready for only one ✨blanket✨ santino slander (and rightly so). kyle is such a himbo my lordy I love him. kinda slow burn since they don’t kiss right until the end (sort like in my other Kyle fic lmao)

there was a certain kind of charm to kyle kirkwoods dorm room at andretti house.

sure, the florida panthers jersey hung above the couch screamed ‘frat boy’ and he had an impressive collection of shot glasses lined up underneath the tv, and since he and his roommate were both hockey players, the main room tended to stink of sweaty locker room as they liked their gear in a corner, but it was proof that people lived there.

kyle never would have been her first choice as partner for this assignment, but she didn’t have many friends left in the program, and they’d all paired up with each other. lest she get paired with santino, who was so much of an asshole that she would rather get hit by a bus than work on a mid term with him, she’d turned to the boy who was sitting behind her and asked if he had a partner yet.

kyle thought he was crazy for saying yes. typically he paired with colton and the two of them somehow wrangled their way to an a-minus. everybody knew that professor rahal was a hardass, so every choice in partner counted.

but when he saw her pretty, pleading eyes behind those wire rimmed glasses, he couldn’t find it in him to turn her down.

“according to the simulation, social media interaction including view counts is higher when we post reel-like content.”

kyle was barely listening, watching as her delicate fingers tracked across the keyboard. her earrings were little gold pumpkins, they complimented her skin nicely. everything about her was warm and inviting.

he’d let her connect to the dorms small speaker system, and she’d chosen a britpop playlist, an early oasis song playing softly in the background. it wasn’t something he’d thought she’d listen to, but now that he could see her tapping her fingernails on the keyboard while she hummed along, it just seemed to make perfect sense, fitting in perfectly with his vision of her.

kyle kirkwood was totally and utterly infatuated with her.

“kyle?” she asked softly “are you listening to me?”

he blinked rapidly, trying to remember what she had asked. “yes, right, you were talking about short form video content and engagement.”

“I’m impressed.” she smiled. “you’re smarter than you look, kirkwood.”

“I aim to please.”

“good. now give me a hand with this next bit.”

she beckoned kyle over with two fingers, making space for him in the rug next to the coffee table. their mismatched dollar-store mugs of coffee were empty on the table behind her laptop, papers and notebooks spread out across the table.

“now, for this part here-“ she was cut off by an ominous beep, all the lights in the dormitory shutting off one by one.

the clocks on the stovetop and microwave shut off soon after, the living room illuminated only by her laptop, which now proudly displayed the “no internet” message.

“shit.” she cursed, leaning back against the couch. “the outage crashed the simulation.”

“well,” kyle tried to stay positive. “there’s got to be something that we can do in the meantime. truth or dare? never have i ever?”

she laughed, head in her hands. she could smell his cologne from here. well, she was sure it more like aerosol deodorant. something strong, like axe or lynx.

“what are you, five?”

all kyle could smell was her. vanilla and cinnamon. she was intoxicating.

“yeah. five heads taller than you.”

she paused, looking at him with a confused glance before she burst out laughing. god, he loved hearing her laugh. “kyle, that’s so bad!”

kyle laughed along with her until he felt the temperature in the flat had dropped markedly. he could see her shiver, his protective instincts jumping out.

he pushed himself up from the floor, disappearing into his small room. there wasn’t much in there. just some hockey gear, a desk, a twin bed and a rickety bookshelf. there was a plush blanket folded up at the foot of the bed, which he grabbed after pulling a cable knit sweater over his head.

he went back into the living room, gently draping the blanket over he shoulders.

“better?” he asked quietly, feeling some kind of intimacy that definitely wasn’t there before. his hand still rested on her upper back, warm and grounding through the blanket as she pulled it around her shoulders.

“warmer, yeah.” she turned to face him, rubbing at the corner of her eye. “what do we do now?”

“we could watch a movie or something until the power comes back on.” kyle suggested. “logan isn’t supposed to be back until later, you can stay as long as you want.”

he really didn’t want her to leave. in fact, he wanted her to stay forever, turn his silly dorm into a home. he wanted to be with her for as long as possible.

“I suppose so. It’s not like we can do anything constructive, and I don’t want the night to be a total write off. do you have a dvd player?”

Kyle raised an eyebrow. “you do?”

“it’s to watch my criminal minds box set.”

“I was just going to use my cell phone data. I have unlimited.” kyle said, switching on netflix. “what did you want to see?”

“how much do you like matthew mcconaughey and have you ever heard of the lincoln lawyer?” she grinned. “it’s one of my favourite legal thrillers.”

Kyle pulled up the movie as she shut her laptop, propping the phone up against one of the empty mugs. they settled in next to each other, hands resting on the ground with a conspicuous gap between them.

she yearned to reach over and take Kyle’s hand in hers, but the idea of being flirted with just made her fell so awkward and uncomfy. she just wanted a warm, comfortable love, but she supposed she had to start somewhere.

she inches her pink in finger towards Kyle’s multiple times before eventually bringing her hand back and settling it in her lap, pulling the blanket tighter.

Kyle turned to look at her, the way her face was illuminated in the soft blue light. on the screen, tv lawyer mickey haller was meeting with a new client in the county lockup. Kyle was mesmerized at the soft concentration on her face, the way her face was gently scrunched with focus.

a shiver ran through his body, and he found himself reaching for a corner of the blanket.

“Kyle.” she laughed. god, Kyle would do anything to hear that laugh again. “this is my blanket. go get your own.”

he was so fucking whipped.

“what if I miss something important?” he tried to give her his best impression at puppy dog eyes. “you’d have to explain the whole movie to me, I’d be so lost.”

she smiled, rolling her eyes. “fine.” she unwrapped herself, tossing one end of the panthers blanket to the man next to her. “but don’t be a blanket hog.”

“I make no promises.”

they had to move closer together to be able to properly share the blanket with each other. their Jean clad legs were almost touching, a nervous energy surrounding the duo as they kept their eyes trained on kyle’s iphone.

“Kyle?” she asked quietly, voice barely audible. “would it be strange if I said I wanted to kiss you right now?”

Kyle turned to face her, reaching over to pause the movie. “I’d actually like that a lot.” he smiled nervously, reaching out to hold her face.

her skin was soft, and she keener into his touch, biting back a sigh.

when he kissed her, it felt warm and inviting. a comforting addition to her life, rather than fireworks and burst of electricity that would have disrupted it. his lips were soft as they moved against hers, and it felt like coming home.

she sighed under his touch, reaching out to gently run her fingers through his hair.

she didn’t want to stop kissing him.

and he didn’t want to stop kissing her.

Kyle’s face was rosy, or it would have been if she could see anything.

“you’re really good at that.” he whispered into the dark, totally in awe of the woman in front of him.

“I dunno, I think I need a bit more practice.” she joked, hand resting on his knee. “maybe you could help me out.”

“gladly.” he beamed, leaning in to kiss her again.

[itslayspodcast]

Skinamarinky dinky dink, skinamarinky do… In this episode of NOW SLAYING, Colton, Rowan, and Gill regress to a simpler time with fellow Canadian, Kyle Edward Ball's SKINAMARINK! Just how scary is this thing? Is there any significance behind the title? And does old man Rowan know the difference between Gen X and Gen Z? We're not so sure. Tune in to find out if we gave this film a NAY, OKAY, YAY, or SLAY! Available now on your favourite podcast app—link in bio! . . . #itslays #itslayspodcast #horrorgram #horrorpodcast #horrorfamily #horrorlover #horrorfan #horrorfanatic #horrorcommunity #horrorhound #horrormovies #horrormoviereviews #moviereview #moviereviews #podcast #smallpodcast #movies #newfoundland #novascotia #skinamarink #newrelease #kyleedwardball #shudder #90shorror #viralhorror #crttvs #childhoodtrauma #2023horro #2022horror #thelephantshow https://www.instagram.com/p/CoXSBX-MM97/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[gotham-academy-study-chat]

Pretty

(Hi. I own nothing DC owns. This is inspired by a conversation from the Gotham Academy discord about Kyle possibly having scars from when Olive accidentally burned him. Thanks @mistymooffin ! Warning for: burns and scars. Enjoy!)

Kyle used to get called pretty a lot growing up. He got that even more once he started Gotham Academy.

He doesn’t hear it that often anymore.

Kyle doesn’t know what’s happening. 

He didn’t even like it when people flirted with him, but now...

It’s just really confusing. He doesn’t know who he can talk to.

Whenever Olive looks at him, looks at his scars, she gets that sad look in her eyes that he can’t make worse.

Pomeline and Colton could be going through their own things. 

He can’t do that to Maps. 

The stares slow down as time passes—but they never really stop. Neither do the whispers.

“I heard he got caught in a Firefly attack” “Maybe a different team attacked him.” “I bet he did it to himself.”

Kyle’s face isn’t fully burned—only a bit on the bottom on his face. His arms, chest, and stomach were burned. Nurse Sam said he’s lucky it has no lasting effects other than pain sometimes.

Most of the time, the whispers don’t affect him. He considers those good days. Some of the days, they do. Those are called bad days.

Kyle knows why he can’t tell anyone. What’s he supposed to say, “Hey. I was actually burned by Olive, who was possessed by her ancestor! This is after I punched Two Face…in the face!” Not only would that put Olive in danger, but nobody would believe that.

He sits alone in his dorm after class on a bad day.

Laughter and whispers followed him the whole day.

He sat alone until a knock sounded through the door.

Kyle sighed and picked himself off the bed, walked to the door, and opened it. He expected to see Mia or a Professor.

Colton stared back at him.

“Hey. Is everything okay?” Kyle asked, moving to let Colton in. The other boy came in.

“Everything with me is fine.”

Kyle paused. “Is it someone else.”

Did something happen? Where’s Maps? Did Batman show up again? Did Amy? C—

“No. This is about you.” Colton said looking at him.

Kyle paused once more. It was silent for a few moments before Kyle spoke, “What? What do you mean? I’m fine.”

“Kyle, man, you’re not. I know that people can suck. I’m not here to force you to talk. I figured we could just eat snacks and talk about anything.”

“You would do that?”

“Of course.” Colton answered immediately. Then, looked embarrassed. “I mean, I’m your friend.”

Kyle smiled. Then he frowned.

“Do you…stupid question, do you think I’m pretty?”

Colton examined him, then he took off his glasses.

Kyle was always amazed to see Colton’s green eyes. His black eye looked to be healing well.

“That is a stupid question.” Colton agreed. “Of course I think you’re pretty.”

Kyle snorted. “Of course? That’s the thing: it isn’t that easy? None of our classmates would agree with you.”

“Since when do I—or you for that matter—care about what our classmates say?”

“I don’t know.” Kyle admitted.

“Exactly.” Colton said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Maybe it is.

“What kind of snacks did you bring?” Kyle asked.

Colton smiled and Kyle smiled back.

[inlap]

posted a fic for the first time in... a year? that can't be right? anyways check it out!

boyfriends? (ao3 link)

pairing: colton/kyle wordcount: 1.1k summary: The thing was—Colton and Kyle weren’t boyfriends. They were just fucking around. It wasn’t anything serious.

The thing was—Colton and Kyle weren’t boyfriends. 

Sure, they’d hooked up a few (dozen) times. They’d fallen asleep in each other’s trailers more times than either of them could count. Kyle knew Colton’s post-shower hair care routine and Colton knew how Kyle liked his coffee (a latte made with two-percent milk). But they were just fucking around. It wasn’t anything serious. 

Or, it wasn’t supposed to be anything serious. 

..

Kyle stopped by Colton’s trailer before the first practice of the race weekend. Colton was goofing off, lazing around on his couch with his feet kicked up on his built-in coffee table and an empty cup dangling from between his teeth. 

The bottom hem of his shirt rode up, exposing a thin strip of his midriff. 

“Hey, man,” he greeted Kyle, looking up from his phone. Or so Kyle assumed. Around the rim of the cup, his greeting was almost entirely garbled. Aa, ahn. 

Kyle took a deep breath, lifting his eyes from the sparse hair that trailed down from Colton’s belly button before disappearing beneath his waistband. 

“Hey. Quick question.”

Colton only seemed then to realize he still had the cup between his teeth. He removed it. He was grinning, broad and bright, dimpling his cheeks. “Sure. Shoot.”

“Awesome.” Kyle swallowed down harshly against the fluttering, nauseating feeling within him. “So—just wondering—what are we?”

Colton’s grin froze. Cool. Kyle’s heart dipped a little in his chest. Cool, cool, cool.

“Uh.” 

“You know what? Nevermind.”

“No, hey—”

“—nope. That was stupid. Forget I asked.” Kyle dredged up a grin and turned to go. He had a practice session to get ready for. He needed to listen to some old school throwbacks or something, get his mind out of this strange funk he was in. 

“Oh my God.” Colton dropped his phone on the coffee table, getting up. 

“Kyle,” Colton said, insistent. He stepped forward, grabbing onto Kyle’s arm just as he started to open Colton’s trailer’s door. 

Kyle made a muted sound of protest. He considered shaking Colton off, but then his gaze rose from Colton’s hand to Colton’s face, and the look in Colton’s eyes (tentative, unsure) stopped him short. 

“The fuck are you doing?” Colton asked. His smile had softened. “You can’t just come in here, drop that bomb, and leave.”

“But… practice,” Kyle pointed out, defensive. 

“You brought this up, dude,” Colton said. His hand was warm on Kyle’s arm. Holding his breath, Kyle pushed the trailer door closed again. 

..

“What do you want us to be?” Colton asked, once they’d sat down side-by-side together on his couch. 

Kyle tugged his lower lip between his teeth. 

That wasn’t what he’d wanted Colton to say, he realized. Deep in his heart, buried beneath all the layers of denial, he’d wanted Colton to leap up and exclaim—We’re not just fucking around, dude. I wanna date, dude. Now c’mon, let’s get lattes.

Or something along those lines. He hadn’t really wholly hashed it out yet. 

Kyle cleared his throat. “I dunno. What do you want us to be?”

Colton snorted. He was so cute. Sometimes Kyle forgot about it, then he’d look at him and see his shiny hair or his warm brown eyes. He’d think how lucky he was, that he got the chance to have those eyes directed at him. That he had the chance to hold Colton, to kiss him. 

Christ. Kyle shook himself internally. What was wrong with him?

“I guess I’m cool with whatever,” Colton said, easy, unaffected by Kyle’s internal anguish. 

Kyle’s lip corner twitched down. Colton was cute, but he could also be downright annoying at times. 

“Dude.”

“What?” Colton was grinning, his warm eyes made all the brighter for it. 

“When someone asks you what’s going on between you two, why the fuck is your first response that you’re ‘cool with whatever’?”

“Is that bad?” Colton appeared genuinely confused. “I am cool with whatever.”

“Oh my God.”

“Like, if you wanna just keep hooking up, that’s fine by me.”

“Dude.” Kyle couldn’t believe him. He fell back on the couch, slipping his hand over his eyes, “You’re so fucking—”

“What? What am I?”

“Californian,” Kyle gritted out. 

Colton breathed in, deeply. A thoughtful, considerate breath. Kyle waited for his response. He hoped he hadn’t inadvertently offended him. He hadn’t meant to do that. He dared to peek at Colton through the gaps between his fingers. 

“Well,” Colton said, after a laden pause. “I mean, yeah.”

Kyle sighed. Why did he bother?

“But you love that about me, don’t you?” Colton prodded, unrepentant. 

“Ugh.” Unfortunately, Kyle kinda did. He, on the other hand, had the tendency to care a bit too much at times. Colton was somehow the perfect complement to that.

“Like I was saying, though,” Colton continued, his grin shifting, going crooked in the way that quickened Kyle’s heart. “If you wanna just keep hooking up—fine by me. Whatever. If you wanted to escalate shit—”

“—Escalate?” Kyle repeated, dubious. 

“Yeah, I know big words. Impressed, Kirkwood?”

“What? No,” Kyle said, flustered. Kirkwood? “I meant… what do you mean, ‘escalate shit’?”

“Ah,” Colton’s smirk softened to a close-lipped smile. He scratched the side of his nose. Cute, Kyle thought, practically morose. A second later, he wanted to smack himself for it. 

“Well, I mean, we could always… y’know.”

“No,” Kyle said, ticked up at the end, like a question. He frowned. “I don’t know.”

Colton’s voice kept trailing lower. It was nearly a mumble, as he said, “Like, make it official. Or whatever.”

Kyle’s heart skipped a beat in his chest. 

“Huh,” he said. 

“Or not,” Colton tacked on, his smile fading entirely. 

Oh. Kyle was being the asshole now. 

Kyle shook his head, with fervor. He reached forward, wanting to make doubly sure Colton knew he meant business, as he said. “Dude, yes. Let’s do it.”

“Mm?” Colton asked, uncomprehending. His eyes widened as Kyle’s fingertips slipped along his jaw, back, until Kyle’s fingers were threading through his hair. 

“Escalate shit,” Kyle grinned. “Make it official.”

“Okay,” Colton agreed, his voice faint. Perhaps distracted, in part, by the way Kyle was leaning in. 

“Hey,” Colton interjected, just before Kyle’s lips were about to meet his. “Not too much. We’re about to be on camera for all of practice.”

Kyle laughed. He felt Colton react to it, felt the hitching of Colton’s breath in the form of interrupted exhalations ghosting across his lips. 

“Helmets, man. We’re gonna be covered up.” No one was going to catch their kiss-swollen lips or their hickeys. They’d be fine. 

“...Right.”

“What is this? I thought you were supposed to be chill. Californian, y’know?”

“Oh, I’m chill. I’m so fucking chill.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Kyle’s lips curled up and he said, “Prove it.”

And then Colton did, closing the space between them. He sealed the deal with a kiss so lasting and thorough that, when Kyle finally broke apart for air, he felt as winded as if he’d just finished qualifying at the Indy 500.

[xifoe]

Colton: earlier today Kyle asked me how I was and I was deciding between saying "I'm good" and "I'm okay"

Colton: so I accidentally said "I'm gay"

[i-hacked-the-motion-sensors]

I just need to know that you know. Even though nothing will ever come of it.

Can we please appreciate Colton and Kyle in Gotham Academy??? 

Art Credit: http://meruz.tumblr.com/