#like he was always a fantastic skater but you can see just how much he's worked on his movement and musicality

[psychic-waffles]

i've rewatched this program so many times in the last 48 hours, i just can't get over it

[buggyjuggie]

the skater punk is so cool i just read it !!. can you do the mk1 earthrealmers with a reader who does rythm/jam skating on roller skates? and they're like punk/metalhead and suped extroverted?

──★ ˙ ̟ Mk1 Earthrealms x GN! Rhythm/jam skating reader

「 ✦ Liu Kang ✦ 」

* He’s absolutely mesmerised by your skills, watches you with a love stricken look.

* Is down to give it a shot and long as your the one teaching.

* I feel like he’d have those rgb skates with the flashy lights.

* It doesn’t matter if he likes your taste in music he will listen to it regardless, wants to show that you are important to him.

* If people start talking about you negatively he’ll just give them a beaming death stare ( like in the mk1 story mode when he looked at Raiden and Kung lao)

* He doesn’t judge people by they’re looks, personality ect. He judges them by they’re actions. So when you started dating people we’re surprised that Liu kang would date someone with a style so opposite to yours, but he’s the happiest he’s ever been because he sees you have a pure and good intentioned heart.

「 ✦ Shang Tsung ✦ 」

* *In mc80sentertainment Shang Tsungs voice* „Mmm Liu kang look at what my partner can do isn’t it fantastic ? Much more impressive than your little farmer.”

* Tries to act dismissive and like it isn’t fun for him but in reality he REALLY likes it .

* Its calming for him to just be in a ring with you and spin, move your legs and just unwind, being a evil sorcerer is tiring.

* I feel like he’d get really creative with how we wants his rollerblades to look would probably add all sorts of little spikes, chains, maybe even use some magic so that green mist would follow him.

* Speaking of magic he sometimes messes with you by casting a spell on you roller skates (its his love language)

「 ✦ Johnny Cage ✦ 」

* Johnny is 50/50 when it comes to skating in general but because he loves to perform he tries to learn and practice as much possible.

* His flexibility comes in handy for certain dance moves.

* Sometimes he rents out the whole place just so you could have the whole ring to yourself. He makes specific playlists consisting of songs both of you enjoy.

* Absolutely LOVES your style and brags to everyone how cool you look.

* Both of you were made for each other: extroverts who perform match made in heaven.

* As always yes he post’s pics of you on his socials and you do the same back.

* When he sees you permofrming he gets struck with ideas for movie/scenes.

「 ✦ Kung lao ✦ 」

* If he ever sees someone judging you he’ll side eye them HARD.

* By the time both of you are done skating the ring will be full of cherry blossom leaves (they just sorta apear when Kung lao’s around)

* Helps you paint and customise your rollerblades as well as going shopping with you if they need repairing.

* Bring snacks for him even if he’s not roller blading he’s gonna be hungry and cranky and he never remembers to bring himself food.

* Shares the same taste in music so anything you put on he’ll like.

* Like Johnny both of you get along great thanks to your extroverted personalities.

「 ✦ Raiden ✦ 」

* He’s a natural at it he finds it really relaxing and fun to participate in your hobby.

* He sometimes invites his sister to join, it tightens your bond because he trusts you with important people in his life.

* Raiden is more introverted so if there’s a lot of people in the ring he’ll just sit on the benches and admire you.

* If you make him a playlist of your favourite songs even if he doesn’t like all of them he’ll still give it a shot.

* You mess with Raiden while skating by going behind him and taking out his hair tie (i wanna see him with long hair SUE ME)

*Uses his lighting powers to make little particles that just zab the ground, or makes mini fireworks to elevate your performances.

「 ✦ Kenshi Takahashi ✦ 」

* I feel like Kenshi would not be into roller blading not because he can’t but it’s just not his thing he prefers to just watch you.

* He enjoys the music you listen to but the side effect of that is when he can’t fall asleep he’ll blast it really loudly trough his headphones.

* He’s very supportive of the things you can do ,brings you water and snacks.

* At first Kenshi’s ancestors weren’t on board with him dating you until they saw how happy he was.

* You sometimes steal his red coat because its suits your style and you even customised it.

* He ended up buying a new one, if he ever catches you napping he’ll put his coat over you to make sure you don’t get cold.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Im so sorry this took so long to post but it’s here. I might start posting a bit slower because im already behind schedule (i was in another city for a concert) and winter break is ending so I’ll be busy but I’ll still try my best to put something out at least one or two request a week.

Thank you for reading :3

[quinloki]

For the character + AU thing:

Arlong + Vampire AU Beckman + Olympics AU (I see him as being a coach for some reason) Alvida + Superhero AU (because my girl doesn't get enough love I'm going to start pitching her more often—I figure if I can make ya think about Arlong surely I can make folks think about Alvida)

I'll keep these short so I don't go with a 3ft long post by the end of it.

Arlong Vampire AU - here's the twist, you dear reader, are the vampire.

-:- This massive hunk of danger is... a little less dangerous to you. Fishmen are strong, most definitely, but you're just as strong and much, much faster.

-:- Arlong finds himself in your debt, he was nearly caught or killed by marines, and you found him on the brink of death and decided to save him. He does not like this, but his own odd code of honor keeps him from diving into the sea to be rid of you.

-:- human looking as you are, he's intrigued at both your lack of fear, and your care about his lineage - or your own really. You're bored and playful, and entirely uninterested in the world when it comes to any heavy matters. He finds the longer he spends with you, the less he cares about the world as well.

-:- He never adapts your level of apathy though, and instead stirs a desire in you to see the world after all. Deep under the waves there's no sun you need fear, for the source of light in his home down isn't the same.

-:- Maybe you change the world together, or maybe you just end up deciding the two of you are world enough. However the story goes, you'll both be sinking your teeth into someone.

Beckman Olympics AU

I apologize for making this this short, but the only thing I could think was Yuri! On Ice, except it's one piece, you're the ice skater, and Beckman is the coach.

It's couples skating competition though, and your skating partner is Shanks - flirty, charismatic, always full of life and fire, decidedly different from Beckman. You and Shanks have fantastic chemistry together, especially on the ice, and it's vaulting your progress through the ranks.

Benn's stuck stuffing his feelings down, and you're stuck thinking that you're all-business no-nonsense coach just doesn't like you that way.

The frustrating misunderstanding is cleared up by Shanks, who stuffs you in a locker and then has a conversation with Beckman after he gets you to calm down. The confession from Beckman, and his desire to not create waves between you and Shanks, clears a lot of air - and a lot more after Shanks open the locker. >.>

Alvida + Superhero AU

Alvida has power, but she's not really a hero or a villain. More out for herself and her own gains, she doesn't really pick a side so much as she just slips in where she pleases.

Whether you're a hero, villain, or something undefinable like Alvida, I don't think you have powers in this one. A deep secret maybe, some kind of valuable lineage or knowledge, and it's a crazy, zany, nearly uncontrolled slippery ride from one catastrophe to the next.

Buggy and company seem willing to help keep you safe, but Alvida thinks he's half of the problem honestly. He always manages to pull you, and everyone else through it all, so neither of you decide to leave.

Alvida certainly complains, but you can't blame her. It's anxiety inducing, waiting for Buggy's damned dumb luck to kick in when it's his own incompetence that usually has you in a tight spot.

Alvida promises you though, no matter how tight the spot, she'll make sure you both slip through and come out the other side.

Send me a character and an AU and I'll give you a treat.

[bbybearcubbs]

Hyunjin Hairstyle Tier list

I made a Tier list of Hyunjin's hairstyles because I'm bored <3

My unwanted opinions on these rankings are below the cut😙❤

S Tier

#1 - I freaking LOVE when he ties his hair like that😍 Its so Hwang Hyunjin. I'm also generally a sucker for when he does black hair so-

#2 - All of y'all that said Hyunjin looks bad with short hair should compete in a contest to see who can swallow the biggest cactus🤗 LOOK AT HIM. LOOK. AT. HIM. If you think he doesn't look absolutely gorgeous you're blind as fuck and that's coming from someone who can't read a sheet of paper that's more than a foot away from their face.

#3 - Mother. Need I say more?

#4 - I'm a sucker for long blonde haired Hyunjin and as I said before, when he ties his hair up like that? I'M GONE😵 (If Mother didn't exist it would've been in the #3 spot)

#5 - Can we have shiny brown mullet Hyunjin back?🙏🏼 Please JYP?😃 I'm asking nicely😁🔪 No because this was a one hit wonder- GIVE HIM BACK TO ME PLEASE!! I NEED HIM BACK😭😭😭

#6 - They need to stop letting him wear headbands. To Hyunjin it might be a simple "Tsk, hairband" but to me it's "Oh no, hairband"🤕 My health is put in jeopardy every time he wears one.

A Tier

#1 - Controversial opinion, Red Hair isn't Hyunjin's best hairstyle😶 He looks absolutely fantastic, in that picture and all other variants of styles he's worn the red hair in but personally, it just doesn't hit like some of the others do for me. Not S Tier but definitely at the top of A Tier because those concert pics and clips of him with the messy red hair? [The rest of this message has been redacted for the safety of this users image]

#2 - The plaites on one side and then letting the rest fall wavy and its blonde? Someone save me from the Skater boy!Hyunjin thoughts because they are not healthy thoughts to be having😔

#3 - Venom Skz are something else to discuss another time on a very different blog but for now, the wavy curls? Its blonde? Its long? I've begun to see a pattern here🤔

#4 - The long blonde with the red streak? This hairstyle was also a one hit wonder and we passed over it WAY TO FREAKING FAST. Look at him😍 I- Are we sure this guy didn't get isekai-ed into the wrong fucking universe?

#5 - Ah yes, Thunderous Hyunjin. The one that had my mouth on the floor when he appeared on screen with those hair clips. Time has pushed it this far down in A tier but it still holds a precious place in my heart💝 He looks like a historical Princess be so fucking for real

#6 - Once again, I say this with the most sincerity I can muster, all of you that said Hyunjin looks bad with short hair should really try cactus swallowing! You guys could make the record books! Because who looks at his short blue hair and goes "Mmm, he doesn't look good" like are we looking at the same person here? Get outta here with that total bullshit thank you very much😘

#7 - Honestly what an iconic way to end 2023 and start 2024. I really like Berry Flavored Hyunjin💜 Its just iconic lol I don't have much explanation for this one it just fit right here

#8 - Whenever he did the short jellyfish hairstyles I always cave😩 He does it in a fee different colors I think and he looks so damn boyfriend with that hairstyle😭 If we were ranking these of straight boyfriendism then it'd definitely be in S Tier

B Tier

A lot of these from now on are ranked solely on the fact they don't make me wanna [Redacted] liked those in S Tier make me wanna do or how [Redacted] those in A tier make me feel but rather on the fact they look great, they don't hit pack the same punch yk?

#1 - Look at him and his cute little pigtails😍 I was gonna put it in C tier which ironically houses a few of his goofy ass hairstyles BUT this one specifically activated my cuteness aggression❤❤❤

#2 - Short black hair Hyunjin is a gem but it doesn't hit as hard as all I've previously mentioned

#3 - Wavy platinum blonde?😩 Ugh truly a treat❤

#4 - Pink haired Hyunjin isn't necessarily behind platinum blonde, I'd say they're more equal grounds for me. Unique and gorgeous styles that I think sit comfortably in B Tier but that's just for me

#5 - I really liked this hairstyle and needed it on the list but I was having trouble figuring out where to out it😅 I think its in the right place, its a very cozy? hairstyle. I think cozy is the right word for it, yeah

#6 - Look at baby Hyunnie😭💔💔💔 He's so freaking cute stop it!💘 I love the waves over his forehead and I just love his wavy hair in general, that's why I included it

[Edit: It just now occurred to me as I'm writing this, despite saying I love his wavy hair I completely forgot to add 5-Star album Hyunjin with the black wavy hair, yk the one that performs S-class? Y'all know what I'm talking about. Anyway, that style would most definitely be in A Tier for me between #3 & #4]

C Tier

#1 & #2 - Hehehe he's so goofy I love him😭💕

D Tier

#1 - Hyunjin and his Geto cosplay😂 Personally, not among my favorite styles from him but it's definitely a look you had to be there to appreciate fully and boy am I glad I was here when he surprised us with it😭

#2 - It isn't my favorite hairstyle of his nor do I think it's his best BUT 1. That's my personal take & 2. It's literally RULE that no one looks good with a bowl cut and yet here Hyunjin is still somehow managing to not look as ass as this hairstyle usually has its wearers looking😭 Like I agree it's not his best but my man does NOT look as bad as some of y'all were saying. So stop being jerks and go take a walk <3

[Note: Was the yellow bowl cut his best look? No. Did he deserve to be absolutely dragged on the internet to the point he became self-conscious about wearing his hair short because of it? Absolutely fucking not. Y'all are jerks and Hyunjin deserves a thousand apologies from each and every one of you. There's a difference between critiquing someone's hairstyle and just being an asshole. Y'all are just assholes.

[ybcpatrick]

KELL I AM POLITELY REQUESTING DOLL COLLECTION PICS AND COMMENTS ABOUT UR FAVORITE/COOLEST DOLLS IF U FEEL COMFORTABLE SHARING 🫶

dude i would love nothing fucking more than to talk about my dolls right now I Would Love Nothing Fucking More Than That Right Now

💖unnecessarily-long doll tour under the cut oh my GOD i'm so excited okay💖

first, monster high:

1. Draculaura (Scaris: City of Frights, Mattel, 2012)

i snagged this doll from a flea market in 2021. somehow, the only thing missing is her purse. she even has her earrings! she's got some fairly bad glue seepage going on with her hair, but it styled decently for now, so i'm gonna tackle it later.

2. Frankie Stein (MH G1: First Wave – Boo-Riginal Creeproduction, Mattel, 2022)

i found this at my local walmart and nearly had a fucking STROKE, i was so excited. I Fucking Love Her. frankie has always been my favourite, and i'm so happy to own this creeproduction, especially considering what a nightmare distribution was in canada. the fact that this frankie made it to my grubby paws at all is proof that god is real.

3. Spectra Vondergeist (Ghoul's Night Out, Mattel, 2013)

growing up, i only had three MH dolls: a second wave frankie, a boo beach cleo de nile, and this spectra. spectra is the only childhood survivor, because i begged and pleaded for AGES to get her for christmas, because she was a GHOST and OF COURSE i wanted the fucking ghost. once i got her in my hands, i treated her like she was made of fucking gold.

she's missing her purse and vinyl vest right now, because i had to undress her for the first time ever recently in an attempt to give her a bath (which did fuck all). she's got a SEVERE case of glue seepage in her hair, as well as some brutal UV yellowing that i'm gonna have to paint over. but she's my fucking baby, and i'm gonna get her fixed up.

4. Frankie Stein (MH G3: First Wave, Mattel, 2022)

i was really iffy on G3 at first, but it has grown on me so much. i couldn't fucking believe it when i heard that frankie is canonically nonbinary in the reboot, i was ecstatic. they're fucking AWESOME, they are SO TALL, i love their face sculpt and their outfit and their accessories (which are not pictured) and their prosthetic leg is so cute and the graffiti on the leg is upside down so you can tell frankie did it themself and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

5. Draculaura (MH G3: First Wave, Mattel, 2022)

draculaura is the always a slay. the reboot draculaura is absolutely not an exception. i'm fucking obsessed with this lil bitch, she was the first G3 doll i grabbed. she's an icon, a fashion queen, and she's chubby. i'd be here for years if i tried explaining how much that means to me.

next, LOL surprise! OMG and LOL surprise! tweens:

1. Emma Emo (Tweens – Series 3, MGA, 2022)

i don't have to explain why i bought her. look at her. fucking look at her.

exactly.

2. Skatepark QT (OMG – Series 5, MGA, 2022)

i've always been a wannabe skater, even though my balance is absolute shite (but i AM working on that). my motivation behind buying lol dolls is never that deep, i just see their colours and their outfits and i go OOH SHINEY and then i'm at home fighting for my life to get into the box. idk man. they're all cute at fuck.

3 + 4: Punk Grrrl & Rocker Boi (OMG – Remix 2-Pack, MGA, 2020)

in summer of 2022, my family was on vacation on prince edward island, and we needed to kill a few hours while waiting for check-in to open up at the second campground we'd be staying at. my parents are my enablers, so they decided the best way to kill said hours was to set me loose on the toys 'r' us in charlottetown. my wallet hurt after and it ROCKED. these guys were part of my haul!

these motherfuckers have the goofiest goddamn names in the world, but i forgive them, because they are a slay. they're so cute together. their outfits are fantastic. the sides of her head are flocked so her undercut is fuzzy. they have guitars. HE'S A BOY. i love them.

5. Darcy Blush (Tweens – Series 4, MGA, 2022)

this lil lady is the latest addition to my collection, i grabbed her last week. she's very aesthetically different from the other lol dolls i have, but i could not walk away from her. i even tried, but right before we left, i ran back to the toys and grabbed her. her face is so sweet, her colour scheme is darling, and the coloured braids in her hair are so sweet ;____;

these are some miscellaneous dolls, we're moving into the barbie realm:

1. Jacob Black, Bella Swan & Edward Cullen (Barbie Collector: Pink Label – The Twilight Saga, Mattel, 2009)

i got these for christmas in 2009. my mum was super into twilight at that point, i showed interest in her interests (Because She Is My Mummy), and boom. dolls.

she didn't want me to take them out of the box, since they're collector's editions.

naturally, they were removed from their boxes Fucking Immediately, because i was EIGHT. and to this day, i am still not an in-box collector (save for a couple of wrestling action figures i have). these three are very well loved. bonus points: edward's entire body is sparkly!!

2. Heather Grayson (Rainbow High – Shadow High: Series 1, MGA, 2022)

she's just a slay. idk what to tell you. i'm a sucker for split dye hair on dolls, man.

3. Elsa (Disney's Frozen II – Musical Adventure Elsa, Hasbro, 2019)

again, no complicated answer here. i love elsa. she means a lot to me. when you press the button on her chest, she sings "show yourself"!

4. Sasha (Bratz Rock Angelz – 20 Yearz Special Edition Reproduction, MGA, 2021)

i had a sasha doll as a kid, though it wasn't this exact one. she's my forever fave of the core four bratz. i got this doll on that same toys 'r' us trip in PEI, and she's so cute. i need to actually watch the rock angelz movie (i've somehow never seen ANY bratz movies).

and now, barbie:

1. Princess Rosella (Barbie as The Island Princess, Mattel, 2007)

none of these dolls are in very good condition, because all four of them are mine from childhood. this ro doll literally only has the dress and sagi the red panda left; everything else that she came with was lost to time, moves and general kell behaviours. but, when you press the button on her necklace, SHE STILL FUCKIN' SINGS! THAT'S A W

2 + 3. Princess Alexa & Princess Liana (Barbie & The Diamond Castle, Mattel, 2008)

oh my fucking god i abused these lil whores. alexa's face has been drawn on with pink highlighter (which, to my credit, you can't really tell. shoutout to my younger self, hashtag beauty guru moment). liana's dress-transformation mechanism is so worn out that i swear to god breathing on her wrong will trigger the audio chip in it, resulting in this grating, tinny sparkle sound effect. their shoes and tiaras are with jesus now, but shockingly, i still have One (1) of their hairbrushes. but SOMEHOW, SOME FUCKING WAY, THEY STILL SING AND LIGHT UP, TOO. i never said they sound particularly good. BUT THEY WORK AND THAT'S WHAT MATTERS.

bonus points: their dresses' colour schemes are like the bisexual and lesbian pride flags respectively, which shreds absolute puss. and it's doubly fantastic because the diamond castle is THEE gay barbie movie. these girls are homosexual.

4. Barbie (Barbie Hair-Tastic! Color & Design Salon, Mattel, 2012)

there's no movie tie-in for this doll. she came with a salon chair, some stencils, and some spray bottles full of coloured liquid. you could "spray paint" her hair, then wash the colour right back out. i don't have the other pieces anymore, but i still have the barbie. unfortunately, i very recently melted off a section of her hair by accident while trying to straighten it (adhd moment, forgot to wet the strand), but thankfully that section is well-hidden and hardly noticeable. i just think she's pretty.

(her outfit, however, is a fuckin' SIN i hate it so bad lmfao)

and i just bought these two today, and i am so excited i think i could keel over right the fuck now:

1. Rayla the Cloud Queen (Barbie and The Magic of Pegasus, Mattel, 2005)

she has all her pieces, and she comes with a pegasus.

she is so fucking gorgeous. i cannot believe my luck right now. rayla has never even been on my wishlist, she just comes with the annika doll. this is a complete and utter win for me. everything is coming up millhouse kell ybcpatrick.

2. Princess Annika (Barbie and The Magic of Pegasus, Mattel, 2005)

I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO OWN THIS BITCH FOR EIGHTEEN FUCKING YEARS. EIGHTEEN. MOTHERFUCKING. YEARS. OF. MY. LIFE. AND SHE'S GOING TO BE MINE. AND SHE HAS ALL OF HER ACCESSORIES. AND SHE COMES WITH THE LIGHT-UP WAND. SHE EVEN HAS INSTRUCTIONS.

magic of pegasus is my favourite barbie movie of all time. this is childhood wish fulfillment x1000. i'm convinced once this doll gets here, at least two of my mental illnesses are gonna be cured instantaneously. i might honestly cry once i get to hold her. i'm not over it i will never be over it i'm fucking losing my mind out here.

OKAY FUCK. that is all of my dolls. sorry that this is like. So Fucking Long. OEDKJSDJVSJDFJ. but, toys are one of my special interests, so getting the opportunity to talk about them is a treat 🥹🥹 i'm also really invested in my collections; aside from dolls, i also collect CDs, wrestling action figures, and crystals 😃💓

if you're still here 1) thank you holy fuck, and 2) reply to this and tell me your favourite barbie movie. there are no wrong answers, because they're all fucking awesome. xoxo

[purekesseltrash]

Hi! I'm that one person on ao3 who was like. Utterly obsessed w Bury Them Deep, and I was wondering if you have any thoughts you'd like to share on the playing styles of any of the other characters? Especially the women, but really anyone, I just find it really neat

Oh my goddddd, yes yes yes please because I have thought so much about this shit.

Momo: an absolutely incredible goalie positionally. You could put her in textbooks on how to hold yourself. Her pushes are perfection, like she's just floating on the ice. Her glove hand is wonderful too, as is her stick handling and she has great height. But her best asset, and also worst one, is absolutely her mind. When she is calm and confident, she's an analytical God. The problem is with her tendency to overthink. Too many bad goals or even just unlucky ones and she has to be pulled because it's just gonna get rough. It's one thing that she really admires about Mezou because he can just shrug it off.

Urakara: The ballsiest defenseman you have ever seen. She played exclusively with boys for years and you can tell because if she's going to get a penalty, it will be for playing too rough. She has really excellent vision for the game however and plays a long game that even Bakugou has grudgingly admitted is admirable. They've had some scrimmages where she's actually out played him and after the first time, everyone expected him to blow up but he was like 'good game'. She's not the best skater and her speed isn't fantastic but its the hockey iq that keeps her where she's at, knowing when and where to pinch and where the game is going. She also has a pretty gnarly snapshot and a fantastic PP QB.

Mina: Mina is a skating god. Seriously, she will break your ankles and you won't have any idea until she's long gone. She was a figure skater until she got suuuuuper bored by it and talked her way onto a team, only to end up being super good at it. She's a right winger with a nice little wrister and is great on the foreheck but uuuuuuh, backchecking isn't her forte. That being said, she actually isn't terrible on the PK, especially since that means chances at short handed goals and boy do you not want to let her try.

Hagakure: You know those players that you tend to forget about? They don't really do anything especially interesting so when they do score, you're like 'oh! Holy shit! They're on the team!'? Thats Hagakure. Definitely a grinder queen, doing all the little shit that makes everyone on the team *love* her but that makes her seem totally unremarkable unless you're looking for it. A Chris Kunitz type, if that makes any sense. Always the first on the backcheck, has an awesome +/-, fantastic defensive forward, but unremarkable. She's also locker room gold because she WILL break any shitty moods up.

That's all the girls. I could also bring up Shouta and Hizashi.

Shouta: Positionally pretty good, pretty good reflexes though really nothing spectacular. His biggest handicap has always been his height, which is only short for goalies, and his lack of the superhuman athletic ability that most pro hockey players have. The thing that got him as far as he did was his hockey iq and specifically, how he could look at the ice and read plays. The ECHL and even the AHL were rough for him because the play was so much more chaotic but the few times that he got to play in the NHL were incredible. Because he could see it, he could read all of it and it all made sense. His body just couldn't hang.

Hizashi: I based him off of a combo of Beau Bennett and Tyler Seguin. I even gave him Beau's number, 19, and it was partially due to Beau's nickname of Sunshine and me liking how that matched with the meaning of the name 'Hizashi'. I also thought it was pretty apt given Beau's talent and promise but how his body just could not stay healthy enough to do the things that you could tell he wanted to do.

Oboro: He was a pond hockey player and was proud of it, lol. Put him on defense or have him play as a forward, he didn’t really care. He saw pretty early on how the hockey world just kinda sucked and was like 'nah, I'm good'.

If you have any more questions, I can not stress how delighted I would be to answer them.

[thefanciestborrower]

13 for James and Laura, 4 and 8 for James, 7 for Ben and Brick, 19 and 47 for Brick, 1 and 43 for Ben, 50 and 38 for Laura. Sorry if it's too much!

No no that’s not too much at all! Goodness I actually rather love getting so many numbers so buckle up we got a lot of ground to cover 

13.) Do they enjoy poetry? James and Laura

Both of them love poetry actually! For James, poetry is one of the few genres of writing he doesn’t have a hard time reading or understanding, so he devours poems like he needs them to live. He simply adores the cadence of old poetry and how you can use them to communicate very complicated feelings with just a few stanzas. His mom actually got him a book of poetry for his birthday when he was maybe ten and it’s his prized possession. The margines are filled with notes and scribble doodles and he brings it everywhere with him

Laura writes much more poetry than she reads, though she does a lot of both. She enjoys writing free verse the most and has journals full of her writing. Sometimes she’ll let James read them and offer critique if she needs it since he’s gotten pretty good at poetry analysis. He loves reading her stuff 

4.) Do they enjoy baking? James

Yes he does! James is actually a pretty good cook all around and baking is definitely something he enjoys quite a bit. I think a while ago I said he wasn’t very good at baking but that was a lie. He’s great at it. He’s that one kid who brings homemade dessert to every event and everything he makes is always gone within ten minutes tops. Also, because he’s a giant, the stuff he makes is giant sized so his human friends are always in luck any time he decides to bring treats.

8.) Do they collect anything? If so what and why? James 

I think he might collect wine corks or something, mostly because that’s something I used to do, and I think he’d probably collect them for the same reason I did. They just smell really nice and have a fantastic texture. He’s got a pretty decent sized box full of them and while he doesn’t know what he wants to do with them, he’s not about to get rid of them either. 

7.) Do they have any unusual fears? Ben and Brick

Hmmmmm good question. Ben is rather scared of spiders, which I guess isn’t exactly an unusual fear lol. I personally love spiders though so it’s unusual to me. He just hates their little beady eyes and all those legs. Nope spiders are up to something and can’t be trusted. 

Brick isn’t scared of much, but he absolutely hates ice skates. That comes from an episode of some ice skating show he watched once where a skater accidentally fell and her fingers were skates over by her partner. Safe to say he refuses to step foot in a skating rink after seeing that. 

19.) How easy is it to become their friend? Brick

Honestly? Not that hard. He doesn’t have many close friends just because of how intimidating and aggressive he can be, but genuinely he’s a pretty friendly guy so if you approach him and aren’t scared off by how physical he can be then he won’t turn down an offer of friendship. Just know that being his friend also means you’re on the menu. This is non negotiable 

47.) Would they lie to get someone else out of trouble? Even if they would have to take that someone else’s place? Brick 

I’m going to say probably not. It’s not because he doesn’t care about the person in trouble, but he’s under the mindset that if you do something stupid then you gotta be man enough to face the consequences. Simple as that. I think...if it were like, a properly dangerous situation though he might consider taking the fall, but that’s a big maybe. 

1.) Do they have any crafting hobbies? Ben

Oh absolutely. He’s not the most artistic person in the world (at least, compared to his brother), but he does love to make props for his little movies. He’s not half bad at it either and can be surprisingly resourceful when it comes to putting together low budget sets, costumes, and other things like that. 

43.) Can they handle stressful situations? Ben

Not incredibly well no. When he’s under too much stress Ben has the tendency to push himself way too hard to the point of pulling several all nighters within a week, and he’ll usually forget to eat during that period too. He just kinda pours all his energy into whatever is stressing him out and gets pretty bad tunnel vision to the point where he’ll whip himself up into a panic attack over the littlest thing and James will have to calm him down, usually by eating him. That forces him to actually, you know, take a break and sleep 

50.) What is your favorite thing about them? Laura

Oh man that’s a tricky question. I think my favorite thing about her is how sweet she is? Because she’s sweet in a very strong way. Like, for her being kind and gentle is 100% a choice and a strength, and she doesn’t let anyone walk over her just because she’s nice if that makes any sense. She won’t go out of her way to start a fight and in fact she’ll avoid that at all costs, but she also won’t hesitate to defend her friends 

38.) What are their dreams like? Do they have any recurring dreams/nightmares? Laura

Oh boy she’s definitely like me where she’ll have nightmares about late assignments and such haha, but her most common one is about having to speak on stage. She’s always a terrible fear of public speaking, which is probably one reason she loves performing ballet. It’s a medium where she can show off her talents for an audience without ever needing to open her mouth you know? Aside from those nightmares she generally has very light, airy dreams if that makes any sense. She’s one of those people who never lost the ability to fly in her dreams, and more often than not will also dream about whatever book she was last reading.

[woos-lil-oreo]

Bambi

Pairing: Jung Woo Young x Female! Reader

Word Count: approximately 3.5k words

Warnings: 1920s/Modern Day Speakeasy!AU, Jae-hee being a flirtatious hoebag (I swear @joongsprincess and I depict her as very loyal, she's just outspoken), alcohol consumption, Jae-hee has a mommy/noona kink, cursing/swearing, marking, slight oral fixation, slight power dynamics, Dom!Wooyoung, mentions of saliva, facefucking, deepthroat, slight cockwarming, UNPROTECTED SEX (please wrap your peenie weenies ✨)

Author's Note: Thank you to @woowommy , @yunhofingers , and @joongsprincess for bouncing ideas and helping me with this AU. LOVE YOU GUYS 💕💕💕💕 THIS FIC IS NSFW!!!! If you are uncomfy, please do not read! If I miss anything, please tell me. There is a definition for the term used for the AU. The smuggling will still be illegal, but it will be a modern day Speakeasy.😌 Don't be rude, leave an ask and say hi. Don't steal, drink your water and enjoy my dirty lil harlots 😉

The overview/synopsis for this AU is linked here!

Taglist: @joongsprincess @shusan @ceopjy @yunhofingers @woowommy

Intro and Masterlist ✨

Speakeasy: An illegal 1920s club that moves almost anything (drugs, alcohol, guns, etc.) through it during the Prohibition Era, where alcohol was illegal.

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Looking at yourself in the mirror, you donned a halter top made from an embossed velvet material with the outlines of the designs are created with a beautiful and decadent gold stitching along with a matching skater skirt.

The look is completed with a pair of chunky black platform heels that were decorated with black rhinestones. You honestly look amazing. Breasts sitting nice and high, legs looking longer than what they are. The skirt gives you a little boost of ass from the back, so you turn around and look back at it.

Jae-hee walks into your room and makes her presence, as usual. “Oh shit! Look at you, looking all fuckable, damn. Give me a little spin.” She says, hyping you up. “Baby, I do one better.”

You strut toward the other side of the room while spinning in between strides and stop. Your rock your hips from side to side a couple times and run your hands down your thighs to your knees, throwing back for a real one.

No, seriously! Jae-hee was hyping you up the whole time. Now she’s standing behind you while you twerked with a couple hundred one-dollar bills falling like snow in the room.

You both stand upright and laugh off your asses from the previous shenanigans and start to pick up a couple bills and give them to Jae-hee. “I’m going to finish getting dressed so my sexy can keep up with your sexy.” She says while running back to her room.

~45 minutes later~

You both are at the infamous speakeasy Twilight Noir. This place is notorious for its fantastic customer service, intricate yet intriguing drinks and cocktails, and last but certainly not least, the performances.

Everyone comes from far and wide to see the cabaret live with a classic Scotch on the Rocks, a fruity Sangria, or a simple Martini. As Jae-hee leads you to the entrance, you look around the hall. Pictures and promotional posters of the club’s headliner decorate the walls.

“Jung Woo Young Performing this Weekend!”

“Woo Young’s Back at it Again!”

“One Night ONLY! Jung Woo Young Performing Pick It Up feat. ATEEZ!!!”

Jae-hee planned this whole thing, her idea and her idea alone. Jae-hee wanted to “something nice” for you… Whenever she says things like that… she’s up to some bull shit that she also says “is beneficial for you.”

She bought your outfit tonight, even though you said you had it. She drove you here even though you can drive yourself and follow. She got a plan, and you never know how you always get caught up in these scenarios, but it’s not like you ever complain about it.

You two arrive at the entrance, and Jae-hee knocks three times on the metal door. A slot opens, revealing a pair of brown, intimidating eyes. “Do you listen to other groups?” He asks. Rude, much? A little hi, hello, how ya doing would have been nice…

Jae-hee responds back flirtatiously with “8 Makes 1 Team, baby.” The man at the door rolls his eyes, closes the slot door, and opens the door. “Always such a pleasure to see you, Hongjoong.” She laughs.

“When? When you’re trying to get in my pants or not?” Hongjoong replies with a smirk on his face. “Both, when I’m not already in your boss’s pants.” She slyly says and leaves, sending a kiss in his direction. Hongjoong laughs and returns back to his position at the door.

“Yeosang, oh how I missed you!!!” She screams out to hug the poor boy at the host’s booth. He’s beautiful with light brown wavy hair, dressed in a black shirt with a white polo collar, black jeans, and black platform dress shoes. “Hi Jae-hee, back so soon?” He says happily.

“Where would I be, if not here with you, waiting on a table?” She asks with a sensual tone. “In the back, over Jongho’s desk. Now, stop before he breaks my neck like one of his apples.” Yeosang retorts back while placing some menus he retrieved from other tables in the booth’s cubby hole.

“Are you gonna introduce me to your friend?” He asks. “Who do you think I am? Y/N, this is Yeosang, he’s the host here, and someone who managed to turn down the Jae-hee Charm™.” Jae-hee introduces.

You exchange your hand to Yeosang, and he shakes it with a firm grip on your hand. When he lets go, he loosens his grip and brings your hand to leave a light kiss on the back of your hand, causing you to blush.

He then leads you and Jae-hee to the designated table and moves his hand to the small of your back in a friendly manner to move you to your chair. You adjust yourself in the chair while Yeosang walks over to the bar to grab some water for you two.

He places small square napkins on the table and puts the glasses of water on top, returning back to his post for the next set of patrons.

As you wait on the server for your table, you start to take in the ambiance of the speakeasy. The lighting is soft from the candles in the center of the tables and the lamps on the wall.

The stage is easily the brightest thing in the room. The smell of the club is fantastic; it smells like sex. Not like sweat, balls and coochie, though. There’s just this aura that oozes sex appeal. An aphrodisiac… if you will.

Before you could analyze any more of the scenery, another male walks towards the table with fresh menus in hand. “Hello, my name is Seonghwa. And I’ll be your server tonight.” He smoothly says his greeting that has been perfected from the many guests he has taken care of.

“How about every night?” Jae-hee says, taking her menu while grazing her hand on Seonghwa’s. “Jae-hee, can you not be a whore every time you take me out?” You say jokingly. “Well, if I don’t… who will?” She retorts back. Touché. “What can I get for you two beauties?” Seonghwa asks, notepad ready and pen in hand, and what are you good at doing? Blushing.

You both place your orders, and he descends to the bar. When he returns with your appetizers and drinks, the lights dim to where your attention is brought to the stage.

The soft guitar chords from the beginning of “Bambi” by Baekhyun plays. A spotlight beams on Mr. Headliner himself appears on the stage. Wooyoung is sitting on a chair, dressed in a white button-down shirt, a black tie, a pair of black slacks, Converse sneakers, accented with a black suit coat and a black fedora. He starts with his hand is holding onto the brim, covering one of his eyes from view.

As he glides across the stage, his moves were so smooth yet precise as he hit every beat. The fluidity and ease he possesses is unmatched in almost everything you have seen. He began to do his signature of walking through the stage, interacting with the crowd.

Little do you know, or should I say, because Jae-hee planned this, something’s up. She is flailing her arms around, poking at you in the background, like someone giving you a pair of bunny ears as a photobomb.

Wooyoung goes to walk in your direction, and based on the rest of the interactions he had, he’s coming over to flirt and tease with his newest victim. He spins and does a two-step shuffle towards you and turns your chair.

You look down to avoid eye contact, but Wooyoung takes his hand and lifts up your head to look at him. He takes off his hat and covers the side of your face to hide the upcoming actions from the crowd.

I guess he has a freestyle piece in his choreography because he was over here for a long time. He moved his head to your ear, bit the lobe, and kissed your cheek, all while rubbing your upper thigh on your skirt. He moved away from you, whose cheeks were warm and eyes were glazed.

He winked at you and moved back to the stage to finish the most climactic piece of the dance. He was awarded a round of applause and standing ovations. He bowed in the middle of the stage and clapped a few times to the audience.

He receives a microphone from Mingi. Jae-hee said that he handles everything on that stage, all from the tap of his boards backstage. Lighting, pyrotechnics, music, everything. Anything stage-related, he’s your man.

“Thank you so much for coming tonight! I had so much fun performing Bambi, and I hope you all enjoyed the experience of it as well. Enjoy the rest of your night.” Wooyoung says and comes down toward the floor and thanks to the people he involved in the performance personally while people start to clear out of the … except for you.

“Jae-hee, I think I have been forgotten.” You turned to Jae-hee, who is downing her fourth or fifth shot of tequila. “Nope. There’s a -” Jae-hee holds her chest as if she had to burp. “There’s a plan.” She says with a bit of a slur.

You prepared to ask what she meant, as if on cue, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see Wooyoung and another young man behind him. Jae-hee, who is now completely drunk off her ass in a now-empty speakeasy, proceeds to scream out, “Hi Jongho! I miss you, baby!” She stands up out of her chair, knocking it over, and walks over to Jongho.

“Come give your noona some sugar.” She throws herself on Jongho, who catches her because she completely missed her target.

“Hi, baby.” Jongho says, moves her on his other arm, then turns to you and extends his hand. “Hi, I’m Jongho, one of the owners and this drunk lady’s boyfriend.” He says to you.

“Surprise, BITCH!!!” Jae-hee loudly yells. “See, babe? Secret told you I could hold.” She says while poking him in his chest. Wooyoung is watching the whole interaction, trying to not burst out laughter and roll on the floor.

Jae-hee never told you she had a boyfriend, but you are totally happy for her. Before his hand falls off, you shake his hand and wish him luck. “Thanks. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll go and sober her up.” Because she would tip over if she even attempted to stand, Jongho grabbed her thighs and lifted her up as if she was a baby, and take her to the back.

“YES, PLEASE!!! Sober Mama up! Come on… take Jae-hee’s Cookies, I won’t tell!” Jae-hee yells, hands completely in the air and legs wrapped around Jongho’s torso. You hear “TAKE THESE COOKIES!!!” progressively get softer and a loud smack. “Ow! You can go harder than that! Punish your mama, baby!” Jae-hee screams out. You and Wooyoung burst out laughing as they go down the hall.

“So, did you enjoy the show?” Wooyoung says, stepping closer to you. You look down, feeling your cheeks warm up, and look back up at him to say, “Yeah, I did. You had some nice moves up there.”

“Oh really,” he replies back. “I think you could do a better job, though.” You cockily respond. “Oh? Well, why don’t you hop on stage and show you could be the next headliner of Twilight Noir?” He dares. “How bout I do?” You walk up to the front of the stage, grabbing a chair on your way up.

He plays some music on his phone. Something sensual with a little bit of a trap beat. You start to feel out the beat, and you see him pull up another chair and sit down with his legs spread open.

You stumble a little before the routine even started due to the mental image your body took of your front view, but you quickly recover and start. As you continue the freestyle around the chair, you move gracefully yet sexily on and off the chair. Wooyoung could feel a noticeable tent form in his dress slacks, but he didn’t dare move. You finished by straddling the chair and spinning your head around to dangle your hair as a curtain and look back at him.

Wooyoung stands up and applauds while walking up to you. “That was great, but there are only two things: you were a little messy, and if you look down, you’ll see the other one.” You squint your eyes in question, and you look down to see Wooyoung having a hard-on from Hell. That happened in a matter of minutes???

“What do you want me to do about that?” You say to him. He gazes into your eyes, a smile slowly dropping from his face. You do the same to him and can see that his pupils are blown. You break eye contact to look at his lips and look back at him.

He leans in and kisses you softly. You reciprocate the action and run your hands through his blonde and black hair. One hand moves to your waist, and the other moves behind your thigh and lifts your leg to his waist, dragging the heel up the back of his leg.

At this point, you two can feel the junction of his tent and your core. You are now standing on one leg, and the other is wrapped around Wooyoung’s waist, arms wrapped around his neck with one hand on his shoulder blade and the other grabbing at the roots of his hair.

Wooyoung pulls back to look at your eyes, touching your forehead with his own. You both are breathing hard, exhales entangling with each other, as you are taking in the position y’all are in. You can feel the hard member poking at your cunt, waiting to be released from its confines.

“I don’t want Yunho to come in here and have my ass for screwing on his stage. Can we take this backstage?” He asks, kneading your ass. You are still slightly heaving, but you manage to shake your head yes. “Yeah?” Wooyoung confirms as he grabs the back of your other thigh, causing you to straddle his waist and him to carry you to wherever he chooses.

As he tries to look ahead behind your head, you begin to kiss down his neck, leaving little love bites and an accidental hickey on his collarbone. The suction from the hickey also made Wooyoung drop you in surprise. After all of your beautiful torment for the duration of the journey to his dressing room, you are finally there, and he sits down, with you on top.

“So, you said that I was messy?” You ask, standing up to kneel in between his legs. “Just a little bit,” he says, pinching his fingers for emphasis. “Really? Any pointers on cleaning that?” You say, unzipping his fly and pulling out his penis.

“Well- Ahhhh fuck…” he drawls out as you take the tip in your mouth. You can taste the sweet and tangy pre-cum moving on the back of your tongue as you apply suction. Wooyoung closes his eyes, trying hard not to grip your hair and just push you down; he just wants to let you do what you do.

You stop sucking and proceed to lick the underside from the base on up, making Wooyoung shiver and open his eyes. You replace your mouth with your hand and manually jerk him off while looking at him. “What are you doing?” His glazed eyes are now on your hand, which is working his length, and his fist at his side. “Being messy.” You say with an evil glint.

Wooyoung was already a ticking time bomb from the little show you put on earlier. It was absolutely immaculate, with no mistakes or slips, for that matter. He only said that your moves were messy to mess with you. What person that can do more than a two-step likes to hear they have sloppy moves??? I’ll wait… Exactly.

Wooyoung grabs your cheeks and brings his face down to you. “You think you’re slick, buttercup?” He loosens his harsh grip to move his thumb across your lower lip and in your mouth. You immediately start to suck his thumb to the point where saliva falls out of your mouth and down your chin.

“Pumpkin, don’t make a mess of my hand. Put that pretty mouth of yours to better use.” He wipes your chin and brings your head back to his still-hard member.

You take ahold of his dick with your hand to steady it when you hear, “Ah-ah, no hands, baby.” You open your mouth and slide it in, bobbing your head up and down while rubbing your tongue around the tip. You keep at this for a minute, and Wooyoung getting tired of the anticipation slowly building and idling due to the constant pace you have.

“Hold on, babe.” Wooyoung grabs the sides of your head and forces your head down your throat. You grab Wooyoung’s thick thighs as leverage as your gag reflex tries to activate. Your spittle and drool down his shaft until his grip gives. You lift off his penis, gasping for air and chest heaving. “Are you okay? I Didn’t mean to go that far.” Wooyoung asks in concern. “I’m good. Can we- can we do that again?” You ask when your breathing normalizes.

“You ready?”

You open your mouth in preparation. Wooyoung moves your head for you, setting a much faster pace than the previous. You relax your throat, allowing his cock to ease in and out. Thank goodness his pants are black because you would see all of the dark marks of spit trails and bubbles on his pants.

Wooyoung speeds up, hips thrusting into your mouth to reach his high. You help him out by sticking your tongue out to flick the tip on his scrotum and humming.

This exponentially puts him over the edge, his cum painting your throat white. He holds your head to finish letting his ejaculate trickle down your throat. Wooyoung lets go of your head, allowing you to swallow his milky release.

You pull down your black panties and throw them on the other side of the room on his table to straddle him. You bend your hand down to guide his softening boner inside your dripping cunt, causing him to whimper from sensitivity.

You sit there to give him time to adjust to your wet core. Once Wooyoung’s head stops spinning from pleasure, he harshly bottoms you out. You moan out from the delicious intrusion.

Since he knew that you have not cum yet, he rams into you at a very intense speed that has your eyes rolling in the back of your head. He’s reaching so many points your vibrator could never, and it’s making your head foggy.

You grab Wooyoung’s shoulders to steady yourself from the harsh pace he’s taking. Your orgasm is coming, and she’s coming fast. Your breath speeds up, and your grip on his shoulders tightens as if to ground yourself.

Wooyoung pushes you over the edge by pressing on your clit and leaving a hickey on the junction between the neck and collarbone. Your orgasm hits you as a blind heat, your vision turning white. You are seeing tastes and tasting colors, and overall, you feel like you are on a cloud.

When you manage to recuperate yourself, Wooyoung lifts you off his lap for you to stand in between his legs. He stands up, holding your upper arms, and leans in to kiss you. You can taste the lust and appreciation in this kiss, and it makes you want some more.

“Hey hey, we gotta get back so Jae-hee can take you home,” Wooyoung says while forcing himself away from you before he bends you over his knee. “But Jae-hee’s drunk,” you remind him as you walk back to the stage. “I think she’s pretty sober.” He says and nods his head to the hall across the room.

Jae-hee is holding one heel in hand, limping from one foot being at a higher elevation on one side, and is fixing her hair that is in her mouth. She then sits down to put her other heel back on and stands back up to adjust her skirt.

Jongho stands behind her, put together and hands in his slack pocket, with a smirk on his face. “Babes, are you ready?” Jae-hee says to you. “Yeah, I had a lot of fun.” You say and wink at Wooyoung in the process. He flushes on the tips of his ears. You both ascend to your car, making sure that Jae-hee is not still under the influence.

Wooyoung returns to the dressing room and sees that you left something that was probably of value – your black lace underwear with a gold charm dangling from a little white bow on the front. He chuckles and tucks them in his slacks, grabs his bag, and turns off the lights to leave Twilight Noir.

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[denkamis]

Can you please write a fluff one shot about a sk8 the infinity like his girlfriend/boyfriend/s/o falls asleep on him

to anon: omg first request omgomg thank you so much for sending one in! i wasn’t sure which sk8 character you were referring to, so i decided to write one for both reki and langa! hope you don’t mind hehe <3 this is the one for reki, the one for langa will take a little bit longer bc of valentine’s & other requests but i hope you like this one regardless!

warnings: none, just some fluffy times with the best boy. reader is gn!

word count: 1.3k

sleepyhead. (reki x reader)

Late nights were certainly not a rare occurrence with your boyfriend, Reki. He was filled to the brim with energy and passion that practically flowed out of him like a geyser. Not that you were opposed to that at all, you found that it was one of the qualities that made you fall for him in the first place. Though, you worried that he wasn’t taking into consideration his own personal health during these late night excursions. Take for instance tonight, as it was slowly approaching two thirty am, it seemed that the redhead had no clear intention of stopping his work.

The two of you were cooped up in his workshop behind his house, Reki singing along to some “cool jams” as he called them. In reality, it was his Spotify playlist of the “best 2000’s alternative” music like Sk8er Boi by Avril Lavigne and Dear Maria, Count Me In by All Time Low. You were barely hanging onto your string of consciousness, the mere idea of sleep sounding like absolute heaven at this very moment. You were propped up on a stool in the corner, the stack of skating magazines Reki had given you to flick through in case you got bored now sat in a neat pile off to the side. You had read each one of them front to back twice already tonight.

It wasn’t that you didn’t love spending time with Reki. You enjoyed listening to his midnight ramblings of whatever came to mind. His ideas for new boards, designs for stickers, and other creative ways to beat his future S opponents were usually his topics of interest. No one really noticed how much of an imaginative person your boyfriend was. He could be impulsive and over excited at times, but his fantastic mind and his willingness to create made your heart soar. Not only that, but he was fairly handy when it came to fixing up and assembling his own boards like he was some mad scientist waiting for one of his many experiments to go right. You indulged him as much as you could, you really did enjoy his company. Even if you would much rather be curled up beside him snuggling in bed rather than hear Reki precariously make his way through the lyrics of Check Yes Juliet for what seemed like the seventh time.

“Reki,” you spoke up finally as the analog clock on the wall indicated the current time of two forty-three am. Reki looked up from Langa’s custom longboard, hair bouncing about despite already being contained by the headband he wore everyday. “Yeah?” he asked, throwing a glance over his shoulder only to see your weary eyelids and tired expression. His entire demeanour melted, lips jutted out in a tiny pout upon seeing his poor baby so tired.

He backed away from his worktable, dancing and tiptoeing across the floor to avoid stepping on any spare parts or tools he had left lying about his mishmash of a workshop.

“Is baby tired?” he cooed, sawdusted fingers beginning to tug and pinch at the corners of your cheeks. You groaned in annoyance, your sleep deprived state causing you to be a tad more irritable at this hour. “Reki,” you repeated in a more serious tone, ember coloured irises meeting your e/c ones. His calloused hands moved to cup your face, warmth enveloping you in a way that felt like home. The scent of pine and the remnants of orange crush soda invaded your senses. He smiled at you with that goofy face of his, the one that Langa constantly teased for being weird. Maybe it was your sleepy nature, but he looked even more gorgeous in the harsh LED lighting of his garage. Tiny strands of his auburn hair fell in front of his face as he tilted his head to the side, his smile growing as he watched your eyes begin to droop.

“Please. Let’s go to bed,” you asked of him as kindly yet firmly as you could. Reki clicked his tongue a bit, thinking for a moment before delivering a cute peck to your nose. “A few more minutes! Then we can head inside, grab a cookie or two and crawl into bed together! It’ll be just a jiffy okay? Here, you can even set an alarm,” Reki was already reaching for his phone in his hoodie pocket so that you could do just as he suggested. He stopped in his tracks as he felt your hands clasp around his hoodie, pulling him close so that you could hug his torso. He laughed at how clingy you could be while being so sleepy, his hand patting atop your head as a form of affection.

“Wow, you really are.. sleeping,” Reki’s voice trailed off as he looked down to be greeted by you completely passed out against him. Your arms held your boyfriend close, your face buried within the fabric of his yellow skater boy hoodie. Soft snores escaped you, your breathing slowed and calm as you finally let your consciousness slip out of your ever fleeting grasp. Reki’s face began to bloom with colour the longer he stared at you, panic setting in as he realized what was truly happening.

You had fallen asleep against him. Oh shit. Oh god. You were asleep against him. That meant you were so comfortable that you just so happened to pass out in his arms. Reki bit back a giddy smile, warmth cascading through him in a form of nothing but love radiating solely for you at nearly three in the morning. His heart thumped rapidly against his rib cage. No matter how long he had been with you, he kept discovering new things about you that made him absolutely lose his mind. You falling asleep against him definitely being one of those many things. You looked so peaceful, so unbothered and safe within his embrace. This warmth you had given him overtook his will to keep working, his hands moving your hair out of the way of your face to kiss your forehead.

“Sorry for making you stay up, sweet baby,” he apologized in a quiet tone. His hands moved your arms to around his neck, using his strength to lift you up and wrap your legs securely around his waist. “I can’t say I’m not grateful for you being here for me, though. You could have left too, yet you stayed here for me,” Reki spoke to your sleeping form. The fact that you had stayed up with him this late made him even more grateful to have you. Reki grunted a bit as he adjusted to the newfound weight of you around him, your hair getting in his mouth and his eyes squinting to find the light switch so that he could flick it off before leaving. Reki was always careful with you, handling you as if you were a sort of glass figurine he barely even had the permission to touch.

“You look so damn cute like this, y’know,” he continued to speak as he maneuvered his way about his house, trying his best to subdue his footsteps and make as little noise as possible. He didn’t want to wake up his mom or little sisters. “Man, I’m so lucky. Seriously really lucky to have someone like you in my life.”

In your sleep, you subconsciously nuzzled your head against his chest. He melted a bit, holding back a tiny noise of happiness as he began to beam like an idiot holding his partner. You were the most amazing person, the person who made him happy every single day without fail, the person who picked him up no matter how much he bailed or got hurt. He loved you more than anything, and he wanted to treat you as well as you treated him. Even if it meant carrying you to bed after a late night of him talking your ear off about skateboarding for three consecutive hours.

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And headcannons for the Romanians and the fantastic four with a mate who figure skates :)

The Volturi Guard

Alec: He thought it trivial and almost like an enemy that could take you from him. All he could consider it was yet another commitment that he has to steal you from. That was...until he saw you on the ice. At first it wasn't the skating itself that captured him, it was your expression. Totally careless and free. Happy. That was when he could really appreciate what you did. It could have taken his breath away had be been breathing in the first place. It became a privledge to have even seen such a thing. It was be engrained in his memory forever and he was thankful for that. Later, even if you don't remember being a skater after your change. He would. He'd remember how beautiful you were on that ice.

Jane: She never had anything like that in her time on this earth so naturally...she didn't get it. It even annoyed her just how passionate you were about skating because that meant she'd have to break your heart and tear you from it. Like Alec, your skating had become an enemy to her. That's when she saw you on the ice. It didn't impact her in the way it did her brother. However she thought, as always, that you were beautiful. Beyond that she didn't allow herself to have much thought about it. Not when she knew she'd have to tear you away from it.

Demetri: listen, no one had to tell him that his mate was gorgeous and no one had to tell him you were talented. He knew this. BUT THE SKILL, THE TALENT- Humans are 'built different' nowadays. He'll stand over here and look pretty whilst you blow everyone away. He isn't going to think about when he has to take you from this passion of yours. For now, he'll enjoy it for you.

Felix: He thinks you're flat out playing with fire. Balancing on a blade? On ice? Nope. Solid no. Wouldn't see him do that even for Aro. So for you to start skating around like it's so easy...well Felix had come to one conclusion. You, clearly...were a badass. Not to mention the tricks and spins you can do on top of that. It leads him to one question. So how long have you been doing this? Felix is horrified to learn children as small as five ice skate. Why would any parent let their child do that? Who raised the parents!? Wouldn't be his kid.

The Romanian Coven

Vladimir: When Vladimir finds out your own the frozen over pond outside the house...he's about three seconds away from a heart attack. He doesn't know why Stefan has just been stood at the window watching you like an idiot but he's away to go get his m-- Stefan holds him back and tells him just to watch. So Vladimir does like a terrified mother hen who's watching her young go venture out. Then he can't believe his eyes. You're gliding. More so, spinning- fast. You...you have done this before. Vladimir is amazed. Completely stunned into silence.

Stefan: He does not know what you're doing, why you're doing it and better yet HOW you're doing that but you look really graceful and Stefan can't stop staring. He could watch you for hours doing that and you seem to enjoy it. You've yet to notice his staring but he can't help but prefer that. He didn't want to ruin the moment, he didn't want his presence to change it. He simply watched in absolute and complete awe.

[queerenteen]

Your top five 🌊 Fanfics? Any fandom works

Running on Air by eleventy7

Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

This is one of the first fanfics I read seriously, and I did it the day before my prelims paper.

I still don't regret it--this is one of the most hauntingly gorgeous things that I have ever read and builds up in a fantastic slow-burn with a shroud of mystery wrapped around it. Cannot recommend it enough.

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by reiya

‘…Of all the rivalries in the world of sports over the years, perhaps none has become so legendary as that of Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov and his rival, Japanese Yuuri Katsuki…’

A single event changes the course of Yuuri’s life, throwing him into a bitter rivalry with Viktor Nikiforov that spans across his entire skating career. But as the years go on, rivalry and hatred begin to develop into something very different and Yuuri doesn’t seem to be able to stay away, no matter how hard he tries.

Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.

This is beautiful. I absolutely adore this au, with an amazing enemies to lovers scenario.

It is a what it could have been, perhaps even more dramatic than the original, and somehow, some things turn out the same anyway.

The Art of Burning by @hella1975

Zuko had never excelled at anything. Azula was a prodigy. Uncle always knew what to say. And Father... Father was strong, iron-like. But Zuko had only ever been good at surviving. Putting one foot in front of the other in a grim show of stubborn determination, gritting his teeth and bearing it. Survival was all he had ever been taught. He knew how to do it. So when he was kidnapped by the Southern Water Tribe, he expected to fight as he always had. He didn’t expect to be taught instead how to live.

In a warring land, the Water Tribe forgave the enemy in an act of defiance. For this, he was torn from them, and this time, his wounds won't heal so easily.

Forced back into nothing but survival, the last person Zuko expected to see was Hakoda's son. Hakoda was a promise of safety. The relentless blue of Sokka’s eyes was a promise of happiness. Zuko could have both if he just reached out his hands, but he found them clutching into fists. After all, he’d been burned one too many times.

But hey, at least between Hakoda and Sokka, Zuko could appreciate the family resemblance of pure, asinine stubbornness.

Can I just say how amazing this fic is?

I went into it for the zukka and instead got an absolute masterpiece, with some of the best character dynamics, plot and stunning writing.

I love it so much and I know that this is another one that I will keep coming back to when it's done.

Anachronism by chellethewriter

Catra clenches her fists. She won’t let it happen. She won’t endanger their future. “We can’t change anything. We’ll just have to wait, and do everything the same way we did before.”

Adora grabs Catra’s shoulders. Her grip is so tight, it’s nearly painful. “But do you realize what that means for us? Playing along. Letting things go the exact same way as before–”

Catra’s expression darkens. “I know,” she says, struggling to keep her voice from trembling. “You’ll have to leave. We’ll have to be enemies again.”

*** Years after defeating Horde Prime, Catra and Adora inexplicably wake up in the past—on the day that Adora first found the sword. If they're going to make it back to the present, they'll have to relive their past from start to finish, pretending to be enemies despite being in love. Despite being married. Despite knowing exactly how the story ends.

But it's not easy, waging war against the person you love most.

Okay, it's not easy to make Catra and Adora's past even more painful but this one really takes the cake.

Going through these horrible, painful events--pitted against the person you love most once again, just to get back to the future you remember?

It is breathtaking, highly recommend.

area cryptid upset no one bothered to inform him of his tragic backstory by crimsonseekers

“My life is a nightmare,” Dabi muttered blankly.

“Nah, this is hilarious,” Hawks said, and while he wasn’t explicitly laughing, Dabi knew that those weird little chirps he was letting out were pointed at him. “Imagine if we go through all this effort and you don’t even have some sort of dramatic background or tragic backstory to justify you being this emo, you’re just a hot topic junkie or something.”

“That’s fucking worse.”

Or,

Dabi has amnesia and keeps reading conspiracy theories about himself in an attempt to figure out who he is, gets the League in on it, and they dismantle organized crime, revolutionize society, and ravage the hero system in the process. Hawks suffers.

Dabihawks is such a good ship and this is god tier content right here. I read this fic and then two days later immediately reread it. Enough said.

(I really shot myself in the foot with the whole top 5 so instead, I'm just giving all the top fics from the fandoms that I have)

Lynchpin by @shanastoryteller

He can’t get Jin Guangyao’s words out of his head.

If he’d only believed in Wei Wuxian, if he’d only been willing to stand up for him, could it all have been avoided?

Yunmeng Siblings get to live happily ever after because Jiang Cheng changes the timeline.

The fix-it fic where the entire cultivation world is saved from ruination with the help of time travel and a good bit of communication.

Company by galori

You’ve never minded eating alone (before.)

Or: Asami and Korra are both intelligent, just in different ways.

Modern au where Asami is the CEO of a company with the stain of her father's legacy and Korra is an ecologist who wants to create and protect to the best of her abilities. Their paths intersect and once they do, there is no untangling them.

Not enough people have read this--everyone go read this now, it is absolutely amazing.

Okay, I have so many more fics that I want to talk about because these are all my novel-length fics but for now, here's my bookmarks (I love them all)

[sugar-petals]

Caro would you rank figure skater's butts like you know... in a 'Caro way'?

it’s gonna be another thread. but be careful what you ask for: this is a sport that trains the glutes and thighs like mad. even the skinniest guys walk around like a coke bottle. do you survive a preview?

(^ the reigning king mr. yuzuru hanyu, i’ll talk to you about this infamous booty man in a minute)

PLUS it’s like in formula 1: by virtue of physical laws, the best are all between 5′2 - 5′8. which means visual proportions are in their favor. so brace yourselves.

PS - i rate from 1-10. i also include a frontal picture so you see the skaters properly, this thread has some pretty intense contortions and behind views as you’d expect 😂 and we also gotta enjoy how good-looking they are.☝️

let’s start with a guy who does the heavy duty jumps so you can see how figure skating shapes someone. 

^nathan chen - very underrated yale student booty, come on this is literally america’s ass! nate is pretty amazingly built in general, i wanna hear more people talking about it. when gravity is mean to his handsome face because he’s spiralling into outer space again, the chebooty steps right in for him. yes wow, it’s so big and photogenic. the waist when it twists, spectacular. 10/10

^shoma uno - the cute pup seems to be popular on my blog. you guys like him? legit. very smol guy, very curvy, very dynamic skater who comes to life on the ice. and no, this sparkly fella is not a pre-schooler. his coach and the whole figure skating world will disagree with that but shooms is 23! his thickness is legendary and has everyone around the world shook. the s-line is pretty incredible. what can i say. 10/10

^javier fernandez - retired matador, but left a legacy for sure. still a big deal after being a commentator on the world championships and everyone loves the guy so i include him. superjavi is taller and slimmer and you’re probably looking at his costumes instead (this guy did everythig in the book, halloween skills 10/10). regardless, he has a nice side profile and it looks great in motion! the angle in the picture above, chef’s kiss. 7.5/10

deniss vasilijevs - ah, everyone’s tall smart blonde latvian crush. has grown his hair into a ponytail recently so extra points. everyone who trains with stephane lambiel (pictured above) seems to be really thick hence shoma looks like that as well. deniss, not much to say, it catches your eye what’s not to like! solid. he skated a tango recently so man, he got it all. 9/10

boyang jin - he’s hilarious, i love him. like nathan: underrated big posterior! he likes eating all kinds of cakes at figure skating gala dinners and said fact grew a cake on him therefore, jin magic! he also channelled major peter parker booty vibes in his spiderman costume as well. give my favorite geek some more credit everyone, jin looks great! 10/10

jason brown - US figure skating’s number one cutest sunshine. jason lights up the world with his positivity and great body, fantastic jabooty! i mean, look at that picture man. 8/10

keiji tanaka - OOF! a skating veteran with an amazing shape. the pictures speak for themselves again. the waist, the thighs! handsome keiji is a beast. friends, i don’t have to say more. 10/10

keegan messing - a favorite canadian with SUPER emotional skating that always has a personal theme. and you can tell from a mile away that keegs is thick as hell. he wears tight clothing and is mega flexible, jesus. he recently married and i wanna congratulate his wife lane — seen above, i haven’t seen a brighter smile on a bride — on her wonderful short king. 10/10

mikhail kolyada - another underdiscussed skater who’s pretty damn good and puts on a sizzling show! mike is a perfect blend of adorable and handsome. you won’t believe it, he’s 26. well-endowed with a backside, mother russia got something to offer. the kolbooty — it’s just right. look how proportionate and that curve. 8/10

junhwan cha - the utter pride of south korea and an ever-improving amazing talent, junhwan is tall, slim, and gorgeous. to reiterate how his coach (brian orser) has summarized it at worlds yesterday: “beautiful!!” you can’t expect an elf-like 180cm giant who models for VOGUE to have a huge ass. it just wouldn’t fit into the whole elegant impression. i’ll give a low score but know that junhwan is perfect. 3/10

daisuke takahashi - a living legend that HAS to be included, the oldest on the list! dai is 35 and has to be mentioned here since he returned to figure skating! he got back so. (10/10)

yuzuru hanyu - the preview guy! yeah: whew, he vibes different. collect your jaws, everybody. the best figure skater out there obviously has a breathtaking silhouette and the juiciest royal buns. which do pretty crazy things in his routines and when they’re clad in his many fancy pants causing twitter to collapse. mind he often wears padding because his jumps are dangerous af so yuzu will gently fall. but still, everyone in the fandom knows that the yubooty is shapely and way too smacktastic to ignore. 

yuzu knows, too, his ass is seemingly in every camera and he bends himself over like nobody’s business. imo, and all his colleagues are saying that, the waist kind of steals the show even more. his torso is entirely flat so his hips stand out even more. ugh, nice thighs, too. full package (literally, no wonder he’s so confident), as always he goes the extra mile. 113/10! (112 is his short program high score and he always breaks the record so i award 113)

...hard to believe yuzu is such a smol cutie pie. 😌🌻

[backwardblackbyrd]

hi! I'm info dumping a very niche opinion about a rollerskating brand lmao SO,

I was so jazzed when suregrip got a social media manager bc I really think they're great skates and moxi (and moonlight roller tbh) eats them up all the time in big part bc moxi is SO good at branding. like moxi has such a clear vision and executes it So well when advertising a lifestyle

but damn whoever is in charge of their branding is either a one man show and doesn't have the support they need or is just not good at it lol

like. therollergay is a Fantastic rollerskater on instagram. and specifically was one of the few polished jam skaters that exclusively skated boardwalks in a public online forum and they just. didn't? feature him?? so he got scooped up by moonlight roller and luminus wheels lol like I'm so sad actually. he makes tutorials, cool jamskate videos, has an approachable online persona, etc etc and like. the wasted potential

and the avanti plate from suregrip is one of The Quintessential Park Skating Plates so a lot of people use it but their insta constantly features people using moxi boots mounted on avanti plates lol like. instead of advertising that you Can In Fact buy a boardwalk boot mounted on an avanti plate right out of the box. like they've sent free skates to people before just. pick a dynamic park skater and sponsor them!! there's So Many talented park content creators on insta, literally just close your eyes and throw a dart jesus

and maybe their contract is complicated but dirty Deb is licherally sponsored by suregrip so it's really confusing they don't ask her to make content specifically for their pages. she's such a powerhouse in the online skate community. I'm sure moxi and riedell would just Love To Have Her Promoing their stuff, but suregrip doesn't utilize her clout in a way that's effective like. At All lmao

honestly now that im thinking about it, maybe the execs don't feel the need to budget funds for that kind of advertising (it certainly is an older brand that seems proud of being old lol yall there is a difference between being old and dated) which is wild bc we see what it did for *so many* makeup brands in the golden age of the beauty guru

ANDDD suregrip needs to come out with their own version of the jack boot or the riedell 336. boardwalks are a great recreational, all around skate but suregrip doesn't have a....hm. higher echelon option for boots. or even just a skill specific boot (except their derby skate, but I'm not versed on derby so I'm not even sure if it's really an exceptional, thoughtfully crafted skate lol) now, I'm not even saying go the riedell path where there's so many tiers of skates, specialized or otherwise, they have to just number them, but I really think some thought and cash should go into engineering a higher impact boot. they already make the avanti plate which has the stats to compliment that kind of boot And they've already earned the trust that they make a solid product like. girl.

And!!!! more colors babe!!!! they always seem to be like. a million years behind other brands when it comes to releasing new colors. like. if moxi (and impala and moonlight tbh jacksons too to a lesser extent) taught us nothing, it's that people love colorful skates!! and they Really love colorful, quality skates. look at how much people are willing to pay for literally Any flavor of moxi skate as long as they can get it in a cute color. girl people pay almost $900 for a jack boot in a color other than black. regularly. repeatedly.

and like, they probably make perfectly good money on supplying rental skates to rinks and don't feel the need to really invest in selling skates to individuals comparatively speaking, but.....

hire me. let me help u. ur driving me insane.

[jennibeultimate]

Personal recap Skate America 2021 - Ladies SP

I am back with personal recaps for the GP series 😁 FYI personal means just this, personal feelings and some babbling about scoring and how I see things. You can agree or not 🤷‍♀️ I am also only talking about what comes to mind, my bias is clearly voiced, but it doesn't mean I am in the wrong. 😉

The ladies all delivered good performance, not perfect but not like the disaster of the men. I love to watch skating, also ladies skating but the scoring makes it hard to enjoy. While there are countless wrong things in men scoring, there is even worse going on in ladies. Eteri's skaters are not superior over everyone. Stop it ISU!

This time you get the report by order from 1st to last.

Kseniia Sinitsina - she had a lovely skate. Something about her looks so fragile. I liked the program. 😊 3rd place was good finish, but if I look at Usacheva's and Trusova's score, it really shows who gets favors here.

Audrey Shin has such a bright vibe about her. All smiles. She skates with so much joy, it is infectious. The music reminds me of Marin Honda though and her lovely program to the music and it makes me sad we never saw Marin's full potential in seniors.

Daria Usacheva - I wish it wouldn't be a Gleighenkauz program. She has great commitment to her skating, skated crystal clear but the choreo is so much arm waving, no hold of any position...it's just too much of everything - also the make-up. She is 15 years old she looks like 30 with this makeup. Daria deserves so much better. *sigh*

Yuhana Yokoi - why does she always make huge errors? 😭The fiery program suits her. I like it. Just why oh why is she always proned to falter under pressure???

Amber Glenn - Such an emotional skater. Also for Amber it was a solid program. I like her expressions and the program. (I would love to see her make the Olympic team, but I fear she will always have it hard to be chosen with her inconsistency 😭)

Starr Andrews - I always love to see Starr. 😍 She is always lovely to watch. I love her smile. Love the costume. And she skates to a song she sang herself. Sadly she couldn't deliver all the elements cleanly. She doesn't have the difficulty, so clean programs is what she needs. Hope it's better tomorrow!

Satoko Miyahara - No one does spins as good as Satoko Miyahara and when I don't see her winning spins on the protocol I scream! This program is a masterpiece. ❤️I got goosebumps, I am so relieved she had a good skate, one small error. She deserves the highest PCS of all. Yes her jumps aren't big, but her skating is sublime. Sadly she seldomly gets the PCS she deserves. 😭 If Usacheva can get 34, she should get 40 - yes that's how much better she is. Roughly same PCS as Usacheva is a joke.

Yelim Kim - My fairy 🧚‍♂️ ❤️❤️❤️ If other costumes are beautiful, her costume is simply breathtaking. The details 😍😍😍 She had a fantastic skate! ❤️ The combo in the beginning was huge. Her interpretation of the music got so much better. She has such a graceful presence! I feel like Yelim would have deserved a place above Young You and Kaori...

Ekaterina Kurakova - The cutest sunshine you will ever find. 😊 Interesting program, completely different to the usual stuff we often see. I like it. 😍

Young You - Shame about the fall on the 3A, otherwise beautiful program, beautiful costume, great attention to detail. 😍

Kaori Sakamoto - oh no!!! 😭😭😭😭 KAORI YOUR COMBO!!! She saved it well though. The 2A is simply the best of the field. She is my personal favorite. She is always standing out with different choreography (not everything Benoit does is good but I think for Kaori he makes the right choreography) Her spins are extremely improved over the years. 😍 If only the combo would have worked she could have won the SP here 😢

Alexandra Trusova - she did improve over the last year but still she is the jumper not the artist. I think it's the best program she performed and her jumps are good, I also think to not do the 3A was a wise choice. I just think there was a lot of Eteri bonus in the works. No way her spins were as good as Satoko's or Kaori's or Daria's. Also her steps were not on the level of the others. She gets highest PCS, the biggest joke of the night. 🤬 🤡

Sorry this scoring was a joke par excellence! Trusova presentation wise the best??? I beg your pardon, no one with eyes can agree on this sh*tshow.

A reminder why I hate watching ladies atm. The Eteri bonus is so annoying, it ruins the whole sport. 🤬🤬🤬

[soranihimawari]

Right Around

Kuroo Tetsuro & figure skater! Reader

A mutual liking/pining & the steps toward a date.

KTF (Kuroo Tetsuro fluff)

The day you chose to enlighten your crush as to why you couldn’t make it to the next game, you were forced to watch him flirt his way to pander to the fan girls of your school. Sure, there was enough talk about your school headed to the Spring Inter-High after defeating the next team. Nonetheless, you didn’t expect to see your crush not be so torn up about you not being able to come to show your support. Your friends were the ones who actually took you to your first meet ever at the beginning of the season that year.

“I can’t wait to see your game!” A blonde first year latches on to your crush’s elbow. Her friends also surround him singing his praises and there you are in an emptying hallway knowing your chances are little to none now. Especially when he chooses to not turn around to see if you’re going to chase him; you don’t, yet there is a brief glance of disappointment on your features he couldn’t shake off. You in turn shake your head, trying to clear out the empty negative thoughts seeing as to you have to walk to the classroom where your practice is being held.

An hour later, you’re wearing your socks as your coach gives you a spinning block to alleviate your turns since the local ice arena would be closed in order to prepare for the tournament. You knew being this far out of the city centers, you’d be a wildcard entry, yet when tapes for your performances were being recorded, there was something a lot of other athletes (and those who work around them) could see. Determined discipline which you get from your obaa-san made sense as you listened to your coach’s advice is improving your overall speeds of turns. Knowing what you were coming into seeing the school had no additional funding for any more winter sports, you decide perhaps pursuing this sport as a hobby would be a fantastic start. Amateurs was always grouped on one side of the arena by campus, especially on the weekends. The owners of the small two rink arena had free-skate hours on the north side and on the south side was the entrance ticket booths, skate rentals, etc. On the east side was free skate entrance and if you were feeling brave, the west side if where you’d show off your moves (or in this case, you trying to nail a toe-loop).

“Yn, I’m going to let you have this block to help you control the speed of your spins while we’re relocated for the time being,” your coach sponsor says. This person was part of the faculty who also was on the teetering block of finding a club with any interest after being granted tenure for the upcoming school year. “Go on, give it a try.”

You nod after you finish your last bout of warm up ballet stretches along with the kinesthetic kind for your legs too. Once you were feeling limber enough, with the assistance of your coach, you begin the kick-spin for you to test the limitations of the block. Your coach nods along as you use centrifugal force to aid you in coming to a stop eventually.

“Very good,” they say as the room for you slowly comes to a standstill. Their hands clap together and you feel this proud smile dart across your face. Coach advises you to take a much needed break before you continue.

The following day during morning practice, the person who is the source for your affection, has a bit of a conundrum to figure out himself as well.

“I don’t know man,” the co-captain says with a ‘Thinker’-like pose. “Yn-san doesn’t get jealous that easily. Shouldn’t you tell ‘em how you feel already?”

“How can he when he’s surrounded by his mob of fans whenever he’s close by?” His brother in arms fires back with a snicker. “Isn’t that right Kuroo?”

At this, the boy freezes up. He narrows his golden sunshine eyes while his hair sort of dips from the air con coming through the vents. He lets out a dramatic tantrum about how he’s gone out his way just to try talking to you.

Practice comes to an end not a moment to soon. On the way home, though the captain and his setter walks past the shrine they’ve come to stop on during holidays (or in cases of extreme stress). Neither one really expects to see you behind the offering boxes with a wooden block practicing your own spins. The shrine has been owned from family friends who asked you to stop by every now and again. Your eyes are closed as the spins catch up to your physique, as the breeze comes through the trees. Wind chimes around you complete the ambiance of peace.

“Kuroo, I’m-I’m gonna walk ahead,” the setter points to the other side of the hallow grounds waving his phone (with a game loaded on it).

“Uh-yeah, that’s fine,” he says.

The quiet was comforting, you figure. You had an eerie feeling growing in the back of your mind as if you were t alone. You weren’t and when you crack an eye open after your dismount. The tile stays on the brick layout of the shrine, so when you see a shadow eclipse yours, you sort of have this confused look. The boy who owns the shadow faces you, bash fully with flushed cheeks.

“Can I help you?”

“Didn’t think I’d find you practicing at a shrine, yn,” he states after getting his bearings right. The setting sun’s kindness betrays Kuroo when he notices the sheer coat of sweat all over your body. He has his bottom lip twisted upward in a slight smirk the moment you begin to explain. Ok, so explain was the wrong word: rant was more like it. With a final “harrumph” Kuroo’s expression changed from shyness to confusion, finally to a relaxed face of amusement.

“I know you’re busy too,” he says testing the waters when his feet makes him take a half-step toward you. “But if I have to hear you say you won’t be there at the game after this one, then I don’t want my team to see me sulk.”

You blink twice as an invisible star bounces off the top of your head.

“Don’t worry,” you reach out to grab a hold of his jacket as a way to help keep your balance when you stand on your toes in front of him (nearly knocking foreheads together). Kuroo’s lanky arms wraps around your waist momentarily to support you both. With a small, childish grin, paired with the slight peach blush underneath your eyes shimmers as the words you say dance in the forgotten wind: “I won’t let you sulk.”

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There is something magical that comes in the form of a new season. Sure the snow melts and the warmer weather is here to stay for a while, so during the off season, life slowly returns to normal. Or as normal as you can allow it. You’ve placed in the top three at your match and with replays being telecasted, you could care less about finishing your season so strongly. What you wanted to know right now was the score of your school’s volleyball team while they played against the disciple of their coach.

The evening sky has come to the city by the hour you arrive to the concierge desk. Your skates are in the duffle bag slung over your shoulders while you see other schools who are staying at the same hotel come to gather in small groups to enjoy the leisurely activities your city had to offer. You spot a group of students you recognize from your school with the bold color tracksuits. Your medal from today’s earlier meet was tucked into your coat pocket as you notice a few players pat their sitting captain on the back. The last one to say his farewell/good night (even though he was probably going to be playing games until sunup) was coincidentally the same one who greets you first:

“Hey yn-chan,” at least he was vocal with you. Perhaps he was feeling a bit more confident after he got his after dinner snack from the vending machine. “Night.”

You place your bag on the side of the stand-alone sofa chair across from where Kuroo was seated. You make a teasing remark about how you thought he’d be surrounded by the fan girls again and much to your delight he says he waved them off when a few reporters wanted him to give a statement about the game. You cover your mouth, trying to hide an amused grin.

“Surely the crafty captain said something to appease the public,” you muse. You lean back further into the chair, gaining more comfortable in his presence. He notices this subtle changes in your body language and is half tempted to tell you everything he’s noticed about you. There wasn’t enough time between classes, group projects, or even lunch breaks to scratch the surface of when the once one sided pining became a two way street. You rested your cheek on the closed fist you had on the arm rest with your legs crossed over the other. It seemed you were toying with him a little bit.

“Of course I did,” he replied with a shining glint around his eyes. “After all how else would I say I’m going to have dinner with my very talented significant other?”

This grabs your attention and for what it’s worth, Kuroo Tetsuro, just shy of graduating from Nekoma, searches for any hesitation from you; you have a pensive smile as well.

“Who said it had to be dinner Kuroo?” You play his game as you rest your arms on your knees to lean forward to meet his eye level. “I prefer breakfast in bed, thank you very much.”

You rise up from the throne in which you made the young adult turn as red as his clothes before you pat his cheek in playful manner. You bid him good night as you turn to leave for the evening.

“You little minx,” you heard him mumble before he rises to follow wherever you go.

[awanderingdeal]

You were the first

As I mentioned in this ask, I have polished up the fic I wrote live on discord. It's left at a bit of a cliff-hanger so I'll try not to leave it too long to write the second chapter, but I make no promises!

Anyway, have some Logan with his first boy crush.

CW: discovering sexuality and sexuality crisis

Rating: G

If you feel I need to add any content warnings or change the rating, please drop me a message!

Logan and Noelle are original characters from the sweater weather universe created by the wonderful @lumosinlove. All other characters in this fic are mine.

Logan tugged at his t-shirt, an expensive white thing that was more fitted than he was used to, scrutinizing his image in the mirror. He rose up onto the tips of his toes, giving a small sigh as he settled back down. He’d always been confident in his appearance, especially under the Nice sun, his hair a little lighter and his skin bronzing even more than usual, but he wished he was taller.

“Lo! Let’s go! I’m ready,” his sister called, appearing in the doorway to his bedroom a few seconds later. “Are you okay?”

Logan dismissed her concerns with a wave of his hand, figuring his ensemble of the white t-shirt and khaki shorts would have to do. “Does this look too prep school?” he asked, pulling on a pair of battered vans that he hoped would soften the outfit before joining Noelle in the hallway.

“Since when did you care about your appearance?” Noelle teased, pulling his cap over his eyes as he fell into step beside her.

I don’t,” Logan grumbled, adjusting the brim, shoving Noelle away from him. He twisted away from her retaliating shove with a chuckle, raising his hands in a truce at the top of the stairs before bounding down them. “Maman! Noelle and I are going out now!”

“Do you have sunscreen? And water?”

“Yes, Maman!” He and Noelle rolled their eyes at each other, waiting around only long enough to hear the affirmative reply from their mother telling them to be safe and back in time for dinner.

“So, what’s going on with you and this Hugo boy then?” Noelle asked as soon as the door shut behind them.

Logan glanced back towards the house anxiously, even though he knew nobody would have heard. He picked up his skateboard, dusting an imaginary piece of dirt from it before tucking it under his arm. “Nothing is going on, he asked me out and I said I wasn’t gay, simple,” Logan mumbled. “Why don’t you concentrate on your own love life?”

“Alright, there’s no need to get defensive,” Noelle clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. She strapped her board to her backpack, leaving her hands free to tap against her phone screen. “And my love life is very successful, thank you,” she added with a smirk that was begging for Logan to ask more.

“Oh yeah?” Logan latched onto the opportunity, glad to have the attention off of himself. “Is that who you’ve been texting all the time?” he chuckled, plucking Noelle’s phone from her hand. “What’s his name then?”

Noelle squealed, lunging for her phone, but Logan was too quick, looking at the message before she could grab it. “Oh,” Logan breathed, stumbling over his feet as he shoved the phone back at his sister. “Fuck, Noelle. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t -”

“Logan, it’s fine.” Noelle stopped, grabbing Logan by the shoulder so he halted as well. “Well, it’s not. You’re a little shit, but that’s what little brothers are for, right? Besides, you are so predictable. I was baiting you.”

Logan frowned, his features contorting into a picture of confusion. “What?”

“You’re such a dumbass,” Noelle laughed, shaking her head. “I wanted you to know.”

“You’re a dumbass,” Logan muttered. “So, Natacha, huh? That’s the blonde girl, right?”

Noelle looked at Logan pointedly, “That’s all you’ve got to say?”

“Uhh…Congratulations?” Logan shrugged.

Noelle sighed and started to walk again. “Yeah, she’s the blonde one.”

Logan jogged a few paces to catch up with her. He chewed at his lip, glancing over at his sister every few steps. She seemed so confident, like she knew exactly what she wanted. He tried to reassure himself that he was only 14, he wasn’t supposed to know what he wanted yet. That’s what all the websites said. Finally, he couldn’t bear the silence any longer, “Do maman et papa know?”

“Not yet,” Noelle hummed, “I’m not worried, I just -”

“Logan! Noelle!” their friend, Ibrahim, yelled as they entered the skate park. Logan looked towards Noelle, mouthing that they would finish the conversation later. “We were just talking about you.”

Noelle replied, but Logan didn’t hear what she said, his attention pulled by the tall boy standing just to the left of Ibrahim. He had light blonde hair that flopped over his eyes and he was shifting nervously between his feet. Hugo.

“Hello! Earth to Logan,” Noelle clapped her hands in front of his face. “I said we’re going to head over there and practice on the rails. Are you coming?”

Logan looked back to Hugo, wincing internally at the obviousness of the action. “No, I’m going to stay,” he pointed behind him to the small group of teens “here.”

Noelle looked at him, her lips making a funny manoeuvre that Logan had come to learn meant she was suppressing a laugh. “Okay.”

Then Noelle was gone, and Logan didn't know what to do with himself. These were the same friends he'd been hanging out with every summer for nearly a decade, but suddenly he seemed to have forgotten how to interact with them. Or rather, with him, with Hugo. He couldn’t pinpoint why he felt so awkward. Sure, the other boy had asked him out, but Logan was certain that wasn’t the problem. He didn't want to be that person, but he had other male friends who were attracted to guys and it had never been an issue before. Even when one of those friends had admitted to a crush on him, Logan had just told them politely he wasn't interested in them like that, and they'd moved on with their friendship. So why did his stomach feel like it was trying to turn itself inside out, right now? And why did he feel like he wouldn't be able to string an intelligible sentence together?

"Logan! What are you doing?" Ibrahim shouted, pulling Logan from his spiralling panic. He looked up to see the group had moved. "Hugo has finally got that combo he was working on down, and for some reason he can't wait to show you." Logan thought he heard something teasing in his friend's tone, but he squashed the thought. He looked over, meeting Hugo's shy smile and decided he could figure out whatever was going on in his head later. His friend wanted to show him a trick, and Logan wasn't a jerk, so he was going to go and watch.

Logan dug his fingers into the edge of his board, clutching it close to him as he approached his friends, the walk to the edge of the bowl they had gathered on seeming to take an age with all their eyes on him. "You've stopped falling on your ass then?" he grinned at Hugo, by way of greeting, proud that the words came out with the same smooth tone that he usually managed.

"Yeah," Hugo blushed. "I told you, practice makes perfect."

"I stand corrected," Logan huffed out a laugh. A red haired girl that Logan didn't know that well, mumbled something that he didn't quite catch, but carried a tone that he didn’t like. He spun around to ask her to repeat herself when she smiled and mounted her board, dropping over the edge of the bowl. Logan turned back to Hugo, but the boy was now looking towards the bowl, sending a glare after Lydia.

"Okay, let's not build this up too much,” Ibrahim threw his arm around Logan. “We’re going to be expecting some Tony Hawk skills at this point." Logan sent him a grateful smile, receiving a small squeeze in return.

"Lyds, we get it. You are fantastic! Now get out the bowl. I already shot - gunned," Hugo said, laughing as Lydia flipped him off after she had exited the bowl on the opposite side."

“Alright then, Hewie. The floor is yours. Let us see your mating dance," Lydia swept her arms in front of her in a grand gesture.

“Sorry about her,” Hugo cleared his throat, his face getting impossibly redder and scratching at the back of his neck. “I think she thinks she’s funny.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Logan hoped the smile he offered was comforting, even if it did feel somewhat tight. He could feel the stares of the others boring into his back as he inclined his head towards the bowl. "What are you waiting for? Show me what you can do.”

Hugo opened his mouth to respond, but seemed to decide better of it, shrugging his shoulders. A cocky smirk spread across his face before he gave a determined nod and dropped into the bowl. It was easy watching Hugo skate. Years of practise had led to a relaxed form, commanding the board with a simple confidence. Any shyness he'd been exhibiting a few moments ago had melted away. Logan wasn't the best skater, rarely picking his board up outside of the summers, so he was easily impressed by the way other people were able to keep their feet stuck to the deck like glue. However, there was something about the way Hugo's body moved, leaning into each turn and shifting his weight with such subtly, that felt different. Logan found himself holding his breath, knowing that the trick Hugo could never land was approaching. He didn't want to think about why the determined crease of Hugo's brow made the same odd feeling in his stomach from earlier reappear.

Hugo carved his way up the side of the bowl, until only one wheel ground against the coping. Logan leaned forward into the movement, expecting to hear the crash of the board against concrete, but it never came. Hugo glided seamlessly back down to the bottom of the bowl with a proud fist pump. A loud cheer escaped Logan's mouth before he even really registered it, the rest of his friends joining in to create a barrage of noise. Logan felt lighter than he had in weeks. Hugo showed off a few more tricks, before exiting the bowl. His skin had a pink flush to it, and his breath was coming in heavy pants, the heat of the afternoon sun making the exercise that bit more intense.

"Here, drink," Logan ordered, thrusting a bottle of water in Hugo’s direction. He took the bottle, but instead of drinking it like Logan expected, he unscrewed the lid, pouring the contents over his head, sweeping his bangs up off his face. Logan thought he had gotten away with the choked noise pulled from his throat, but Lydia chuckled from behind him. Logan turned on his heel, sending her a steely glare, "Is there a problem?"

Lydia raised an eyebrow, cocking her head as if inspecting something, "I'm just wondering how long it's going to take you to get your act together, Tremblay."

Logan tensed, glancing behind him quickly. He let out a long breath, relieved to see Hugo's attention had been monopolised by Ibrahim and another of their friends congratulating him. "I don't know what you're talking about," he scoffed. "We barely even know each other."

"You may not know me, but Hugo and I have been friends since we were babies, so unfortunately I am aware of the exact shade of green your eyes happen to be," Lydia retorted, shrugging off the plaid shirt she had on over her vest top. Her expression had softened when she looked at Logan again, "Look, maybe I've made a big mistake here and you're really not interested in him like that, but if that's the case you really need to stop leading him on."

"I'm not-" Logan started to protest, a part of him wondering exactly what Hugo had told Lydia about him. "-this is none of your business.” He chewed at his lip, pulling his cap from his head. It felt like the temperature had risen dramatically in the last thirty seconds, Logan very aware of the beads of sweat forming under his t-shirt. He shoved his cap back on, tugging at the curls at the nape of neck. "I'm going to find my sister," he said, grinding the words through his teeth and turning on his heel. Somewhere behind him, he heard Hugo call his name, but he pretended he hadn't heard, continuing his quick strides away. This was all too confusing and he just wanted to see Noelle.

Logan crossed the park, finding Noelle sitting on a set of stairs, her head resting on Natacha’s shoulder, the two of them watching some of their friends work the rails. She seemed content, so Logan hesitated a few feet away, guilt creeping in at the prospect of disturbing her. Eventually, his need for comfort won out. "Nolly?”

Logan rarely used the nickname in public these days, receiving a swift smack to the back of his head whenever he did. Noelle whipped her head up, her glare melding quickly into a look of concern.

"Nolly, huh? Adorable," Natacha teased, nudging Noelle gently.

"Don't even think about it," Noelle deadpanned, her eyes remained locked with Logan's. "Hey Lo, what's up?" She patted the concrete next to her, and Logan took a seat, resting his chin in his hands against his knees. He looked between Noelle and Natacha, chewing at his lip. Natacha had always seemed nice, but he wasn't sure he wanted to bare his soul to her quite yet.

"Do you want me to go? I can always go and show the boys how it’s done, it's not a problem." Natacha smiled softly and instantly, Logan decided he liked her. Besides, he wasn’t sure he had anything to say yet, so it was pointless sending her away.

"No, it’s okay," Logan sighed. "I just needed a break." Noelle looked at him pointedly, and Logan could tell she didn’t believe him. For now, she refrained from an interrogation. Logan had a funny feeling that it was postponed rather than cancelled.

It took a while for the conversation to fall back into a natural rhythm, however once the initial awkwardness faded it flowed well, Natacha dropping into the natural gaps of Noelle and Logan’s conversation like she’d always been there. It was easy over here, away from his friends, and Logan let his mind wander to thoughts of Hugo, trying to reconcile these new feelings with the information he currently had about himself.

Natacha laughed, loud and smooth, pulling Logan back into the conversation. "No, my ex, he -" Logan didn't hear the next few sentences, fixating on the pronoun until he couldn't hold in the question any more.

"Did you say he?"

Natacha furrowed her brow, whilst Noelle's expression turned smug and knowing. Logan had questions about that too, but it'd have to wait. Eventually, Natacha gave a slow nod. "Yes, he...Jacob, my ex-boyfriend."

Logan waved his hand between Noelle and Natacha, "- and now you have a girlfriend."

Something changed in Natacha's expression, but Logan couldn't place it. "Well," she chuckled, "we haven't called it anything yet, but I wouldn't object."

Logan blinked. "You can do that?"

Natacha shrugged, looking between Logan and Noelle with a careful curiosity.

"No." Logan cut her off before she could answer. "I know you can change your mind or whatever. Or not know. But can I just...I guess, I had that crush on Alicia back in grade 7, but now I think - yeah, Hugo makes me feel kind of the same way, so am I gay now or what?" He felt Noelle squeeze his knee as he reached to scratch at the back of his neck. She always told him he'd be awful at poker because he had too many tells.

Natacha looked between him and Noelle again. It was getting a bit annoying, but he figured he had just dumped a whole lot of thoughts on somebody he had only spoken to a handful of times. The silence was beginning to feel heavy when she eventually spoke, "I can't really tell you that. You could be gay, you could be bisexual, I'm fairly sure there's other things too. Just try not to freak out about it, yeah?"

Bisexual. Now that he thought about it, Logan remembered hearing that word before. He'd never really considered what it meant though, it hadn’t been necessary. The only person he'd ever had a crush on before was Alicia. Maybe bisexual fit, but he'd never liked another girl like that either so maybe Alicia was just a fluke and he was just gay. He lay back, shielding his eyes as he looked up at the sun and groaned. "Try not to freak out. How am I not supposed to freak out?! I want to kiss a boy."

"Oh, you want to kiss him do you? You're a baby, you're not allowed to kiss anybody." Noelle teased, poking at his side. Logan threw a furious look at her. Could she not see he was having a crisis here and she was laughing. "Sorry," Noelle apologised, her voice more sincere. "I know it's a lot to think about. It's just difficult not to tease my little brother about his crush."

Logan had to admit something was comforting in the idea that even when his world was in chaos, there was always the constant of his sister's teasing. He'd never tell her that though. "I think I'm just going to pretend this isn't happening," he sighed.

Noelle laughed again, more committed this time. "That would be very fitting," she hummed. "You could also, oh, I don't know...talk to him?"

Logan sat up quickly, "And what if he asks if I'm gay!? I literally told him 3 days ago I wasn't interested.” The long sigh that followed felt like it was pulled from him.

"Erm..." Natacha muttered awkwardly. "I'm gonna leave you two to talk. Good luck, Logan," she added, leaning around Noelle to pat at his arm. Ordinarily he would have found the gesture condescending, but it was oddly comforting.

There was a quiet as they watched her walk away. “I like her,” Logan declared.

"Well, she's my girlfriend so you can't have her," Noelle quipped. Logan rolled his eyes; his sister shared their father's sense of humour and frankly, it was awful. "Can I let you into a secret?" she asked, pulling Logan into her side. There wasn’t time to answer before Noelle continued. "It wasn't easy for me either. But I got there and you will too. Just be honest with Hugo, and if he's an ass about it at least you know he's trash now rather than later."

"Thanks, Nolly," Logan said quietly, leaning his head on his sister's shoulder. "I think I'll talk to him. Or maybe I'll just show him my hockey reel, that's impressive." Noelle flicked her fingers against his leg and Logan scowled, rubbing at the spot.

"Try not falling off that board for once, that'll impress him," Noelle teased, inclining her head towards Logan's abandoned board.

"Or maybe, I'll just fall off and then get him to teach me." Logan retorted with a smirk, looking in the direction of the bowl that he had left earlier. He figured he should probably head back over there soon, he’d left before he could even really congratulate Hugo.

Noelle shook her head, laughing "God, you're such a Tremblay at times."

Logan heaved himself up, grabbing his board as he did. "Hey, you never did tell me what you decided on. You know...with your sexuality," his said, feeling his face heat up a little. Somewhere in the back of his brain, something told him he wasn't supposed to ask that, but the question had left his mouth before he'd really thought about it. "If you don't mind telling me."

Noelle looked up at him with a casual shrug, "I refuse to be defined by labels, I will date who I date and if people don't like it, well fuck them."

"Wow, okay," Logan raised an eyebrow. "That's a lot of anger in such a small person. Go skate it off."

"Alright, Mr 5 foot," Noelle scoffed, her expression softening before she continued. "I am

going to see if I can prise my board from Tasha's grip, but let me know if you want to go, yeah?"

"I just haven't hit my growth spurt yet," Logan reeled off his usual rebuttal to his sister's jibes about his height, but his mind was more focused on the latter words. "I'll be fine, promise," he smiled, even if he wasn't so convinced of the statement himself. He held Noelle's gaze for a beat longer, turning on his heel to head back to his friends

"Logan!" Hugo called loudly as he approached, the blond boy's eyes widening slightly when the loud sound left his mouth. "You're back," he added, at a more reasonable volume.

Logan smiled as he took a seat next to Hugo, "Yeah, sorry about that. Just had to sort some stuff.”

"No problem, just glad to have you back.”

Ibrahim faked a gag, and Logan shot him a glare. His friend mouthed something at him, but Logan couldn’t make out the words against the exaggerated movements of his lips. He turned his attention back to Hugo as he began to speak again. Ibrahim was probably only trying to chirp him anyway. "Hey, how's your Ollie going?"

Logan took a deep breath, trying not to think about his next words too much, "Yeah, I'm still practicing, actually. I was wondering if you could help me again? Somewhere," Logan looked around, "not here. I don't want to keep falling on my ass in front of everybody."

Logan swore he heard a low wolf whistle from one of the group, but when he glanced at them, everybody seemed to be engulfed in their own conversations. Ibrahim and Lydia's heads were close together, whispering conspiratorially in a way that was making Logan nervous.

"Yeah, I can help you," Hugo said, a goofy grin set on his face. "When do you want to do it?"

"Now?" Logan suggested, trying not to get distracted by the increasingly animated conversation beside him. Hugo must have noticed too, but he seemed unfazed.

"Oh? Now. Okay, Sure," Hugo nodded vigorously, brushing his hands through his hair. "We can do it now. I'm totally ready."

"Cool," Logan hummed, trying to appear nonchalant about the whole situation despite the uptick in his heart rate.

"Yeah, cool.”

Logan didn’t want to appear too eager so he waited for Hugo to stand first. Only it appeared Hugo had a similar idea bringing them to an impasse. Logan cringed internally, glad he currently had his back to Ibrahim because he could just imagine the mocking expression. He bolstered himself, letting his breath whistle through his teeth and laughed, hoping the noise sounded lighter than it did in his head. "Come on then," Logan said, rolling to his feet, offering his hand out. Hugo stared at it for so long, Logan was beginning to think perhaps he'd done something wrong. Then, Hugo slapped his own hand clumsily into it, pulling himself upright. Logan curled his fingers around the larger hand, holding onto it a second longer than necessary to help Hugo up. It was warm, slightly sweaty even, but Logan found himself wanting to test whether Hugo would keep their hands intertwined if he didn't let go. Still, a part of him was very aware of their current company, so Logan reluctantly pulled away.

As they walked away from the group, Logan braved a look behind him. Most of his friends quickly made to re-start their conversations, embarrassed to have been caught staring. However, the two he’d most suspected to lock eyes with had their heads down, fingers working furiously against their phone screens. Seconds later, Logan felt his phone vibrate. And then again, and again, and again.

Logan sighed, sending Hugo an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, let me just get this." He tugged his phone from his pocket, huffing when he saw the notification. Ibz created group 'Don't fuck this up Logan. He opened the chat, intending to mute it immediately, but curiosity got the better of him and he read through the messages quickly. Logan didn't have the third participant in his contacts so his phone just displayed the number, but if he wasn't already aware that it would be Lydia, the blunt tone of her messages would have given her away.

Ibz: His favourite colour is red!

Lydia: Why would that be helpful?

Lydia: Also, I think it might be green now ;)

Ibz: Lydia! That is not helpful! Logan, you can talk to him about hockey. He's been studying.

Lydia: That's true! He's kind of obsessed with dinosaurs too so try to work that into the conversation.

Logan worried at his lower lip, noticing that Hugo hadn't been inundated with messages. He could only surmise that Lydia and Ibz thought Logan was the only one of the pair that needed some extra help. He grumbled under his breath, typing out a reply with punishing taps against his screen.

Logan: Guys! Stop! I can handle this. Can you just stop meddling?

Lydia: If you say so. I am going to kick your ass if you hurt him though.

Ibz: Hey! That's harsh. Logan would never intentionally hurt Hugo.

Logan: Thanks Ibz! For the record, I'm muting this conversation now.

Logan smiled at how quickly Ibrahim had come to his defence, making a mental note to thank him in person later on. After following through with silencing his phone, he shoved the device back in his pocket, looking over at Hugo. He was sitting on his board, chin tucked against the palm on his hands, rocking slowly from side to side. He seemed content, but Logan still felt a little guilty about making him wait. "Sorry," Logan grimaced, "I'm all yours now. How about I show you what I'm doing, and you can correct me?"