#my favorite idiot skater

[lamperts-rokea]

It's headcanon time y'all (except it's Infeced/kspsr and Robloxian lore)

TW! Weight/body types

Kasper is the most gender fluid piece of shit ever. He usually stays male but occasionally he'll look at himself and think, "hm... Boobs". Infected is also gender fluid since he technically shares the same mind-ish.

My whole thought process for Kas/fected was that the virus acts more like a parasite than anything else since it took over both his mind and body, and so people would address it as such. Infected is basically just a separate persona from Kasper, a similar personality to him to try and mimic the thoughts of Robloxians. I thought of it similarly to a Fleshcousin, but instead of just being a doppelganger, Infected is literally just Kasper but downgraded.

Kasper was made in Studio. This means that he can go back in and change his morph at any moment he wants to. That's why he identifies as genderfluid. He has saved presets for what gender he wants to present as for the day.

His full name is Kasper Studios / Infected Studios since technically Roblox Studio is considered his dad.

His female preset has periods because I say so. If she wants to be a girl, then she has to have the full experience :)

Kasper is a very crafty person. He occasionally built on some of the things he has. His makes him alright in Marks book, at least before he caught the parasite. Wallter still found him "unproper" and "too modern" for his tastes, no matter how hard Kas tried to get his approval.

Occasionally he gets Lampert mixed up as a sleeping lamp, so sometimes he'll just try and take a random lamp.

Since Roblox Studios is considered the base of the whole Robloxian world, this makes him a god, and in hindsight, since Kasper is his son, this would also make him a god, or the son of one at least. He has the power to create/remove anyone/thing, but he chooses to not use his power ever since he wanted to live his life as a normal Robloxian.

Roblox is the one who occasionally makes money(in Robux) just fall from the sky for Kas/fected.

He is objectum, no reasoning required.

He is also omnisexual(like pansexual, but you have a preference in gender), and doesn't really care what the gender of whom he dates is. He is the typa person to like how you look, acknowledge it and compliment it, but also value your personality at the same time.

Kas's favorite ice cream flavors are mint with Oreos and cherry sorbet.

He is considered immortal, alongside older gen Robloxians since they have their morph pads to respawn on. Newer gen Robloxians aren't considered immortal because of this reason.

Even though Kas/fected is considered immortal, every time he respawns, he keeps any of the bodily damage done to him in the form of scars. This only works if he experienced physical damage near his skin, not including death from gas or brain/organ damage. This means his body is covered in scars from past experiences. His largest scars are one that scrapes all across his back, and the other near his ribcage. He has tried to remove the scars before, but is unable to for an unknown reason.

Robloxians have a similar anatomy to humans, except the fact that their bodies are shaped to their body pack, like the Robloxian 1.0, 2.0, the R6, R15, etc. despite their body being stuck in this form, they can still grow over or underweight and appear as such. Think of like, the R6 body not being considered overweight, but if they don't watch their weight, they can still grow more fat.

If Kas were to ever be cured from the virus, it would be a long recovery. The parasite would leave the body, meaning Kas would be back to his normal self, but it would leave him weak. He would have to go through a sickness that would be similar to a flu, and even after that was gone, he'd still be dangerously underweight and have to go through some time to recover his body shape. And THEN he would be left with a lot of regrets and mental trauma, so he'll need to rely on the support of his friends to get him through all the guilt and pain. Even then, he would still have occasional episodes where he doesn't feel in control of his own body, as if the parasite was still inside of him. He wouldn't be the same, but over the course of a few years he'll slowly go back to normal, with less and less of these "episodes" happening.

He has High-functioning autism and ADHD, along with anxiety. After he is cured, he'd have diagnosed MPD (Multiple-personality Disorder), and would go through therapy to help cure him of it.

The only reason Kas hasn't been cured by Roblox (he could just go into Kas's files and remove the glitch) is because Roblox "doesn't interfere with destiny", whatever that means.

Despite him barely having any memories with Lampert, Infected still wants to stay close to him, for some reason. He even began to develop a crush for Lampert, not knowing what he n Kasper used to have.

He goes by Kasper, Kas, or Kassi. He doesn't care which one you use, but they're mostly based on what gender he presents himself as for the day.

Agghhh infected I love you so much you're so stupid

(I FORGOT TO ADD THE LAST ONE OOPSIES)

[xoxochb]

percy jackson master list *ೃ༄

🎧 - welcome to new york, the great war, out of the woods, slut! , long live, new romantics, I did something bad, fearless, jump then fall, gorgeous

blurbs ✧˖°

don’t blame me love made me crazy

I was enchanted to meet you

you are in love, true love

but I know I had the best day with you today

morning loneliness comes around when I’m not dreaming about you

now he’s thinkin’ ‘bout me every night

I would fall from grace just to touch your face 💌

do I love him? do I hate him? I guess it’s up and down

a band aid and a kiss 💌

when you aim at the devil make sure you don’t miss!! 💌

kiss it better? part two 💌

promises part 2

pro tip: don’t study with your boyfriend!!

maroon 💌

sun kissed 💌

loverboy and hatergirl

you drew stars around my scars 💌

like flowers in your hair 💌

he was a skater boy, she said ‘see you later, boy’

she was a girl, he was an idiot

days blend to one

the little mermaid

diet pepsi 💌

the morning after 💌

certified music addict

domesticity

silver soul

trick r treat

little miss clumsy 💌

I can see you 💌

hot summer nights, mid july 💌

ocean lovers 💌

my good looking boy

this love is ours 💌

I walked with you once upon a dream 💌

infirmary’s favorite patient

birthday offerings 💌

that one convo

sunburnt 💌

assorted berries 💌

prettiest eyes (ever seen) 💌

new york city 💌

guilty as sin? 💌 ꣑ৎ

wildest dreams 💌 ꣑ৎ

is it a crime to say I still miss you? 💌

saturdays are for sleeping in (or not) part two 💌

lavender haze 💌 ꣑ৎ

delicate (isn’t it?) 💌 ꣑ৎ

midnights like this

inseparable idiot 💌

polar bears (or are they?) 💌

short n sweet 💌 ꣑ৎ

types of galaxies 💌

summer song 💌

cordiform pizzas just for you! 💌

hot as hell! 💌

untitled blurb 💌 ꣑ৎ

horror geek of a girlfriend!

glitch ꣑ৎ

ice cube of a girlfriend 💌

sleepy girlfriend and cuddly boyfriend 💌

sleepy and sleepier 💌

cabin three 💌

my kind of woman 💌

untitled blurb 💌 ꣑ৎ

fics ✧˖°

a moment of warm sun

looking at you got me thinking nonsense

all because I liked a boy

this love left a permanent mark

to love a soul 💌

king of my heart

misc (hcs + series) ✧˖°

sweet tea in the summer

I’d stop the world and melt with you

there is thunder in our hearts

the one (master list) 💌

feet on the dashboard, he’s like a poem I wish I wrote!!

better than the movies (master list)

random hcs

untitled untitled 2 untitled 3

cinnamon girl

lust for life 💌

you must like me for me 💌

that silly tiktok trend 💌

rainbows, sunshine, and everything nice!

here comes the sun

pretty in pink

wonderland (master list) 💌

[junhannies]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ao3 minsung fic recs

hi hii! here are some of my favorite minsung fics from ao3, i wanted to keep them as a list + share them with you <3 since you can see the tags by clicking the links i won’t categorize them deeply here!

the blue ones are honorable mentions since they are my all time favorites, links are under the cut!

ᡣ𐭩 what if we bought matching turtle shaped mood rings at the aquarium and we were both boys | fwb, virgin hjs, mutual pining, weird lmh

ᡣ𐭩 hoodie season | friends to lovers, straight han jisung, smut

ᡣ𐭩 the sweet salt of peaches | food sex, friends to lovers, cmbyn inspired

ᡣ𐭩 la la lost you | angst w happy ending, friends to lovers, long distance

ᡣ𐭩 until we get there | nerd hjs, dancer lmh, strangers to lovers, virgin hjs, developing relationship

ᡣ𐭩 hands-on learning | tutor lmh, straight hjs, friends to lovers

ᡣ𐭩 the one for me | best friends brother, top hjs, bottom lmh

ᡣ𐭩 don’t blame me | vampire hjs, hunter lmh, enemies to lovers

ᡣ𐭩 we're at the beginning | roommates, friends to lovers, smut

ᡣ𐭩 dancing amongst the flames | ballet lmh, skater hjs

ᡣ𐭩 light me up | childhood friends to lovers, bugs

ᡣ𐭩 seven years | friends to lovers

ᡣ𐭩 so darling, come on in (the water’s fine) | merman minho, human jisung, 5+1

ᡣ𐭩 everything changed (and nothing changed at all) | best friends to lovers, idiots in love, loss of virginity

i hope you enjoy them!! lmk if you want more of these 🩵

[cozymoko]

PERFORM, FOR US.

word count: 1.9k

WARNING(S): slight yandere themes, suggestive behavior

Yandere! Ice Skater x Pianist! Reader ❄

It's freezing, both outside and in. But it's winter so that’s to be expected. While a smooth, chilling breeze nipped at the skin of many, warm blankets shielded the bodies of many more. And before they knew it, the Winter Olympics were just around the corner.

Your fingers twitched above the monochrome keys, itching to play whatever dared enter your mind. A faint hum had just barely buzzed past your sealed lips, reaching the curious ears of the man sitting before you.

This year’s theme: Soft Wonderland

It was strange, you thought so too. But that didn’t stop you from giving it your all. The way you played piano was something otherworldly, and you were just as lucky to have such a skilled skater performing it.

The skater in question was seated directly to your right.

You reached out and lightly flicked his exposed forehead. “What’s with that look; is there something on my face?” Your question was rhetorical, even dripping with a hint of sarcasm; yet it flustered him all the same.

VINCENT hastily shook his head, placing a pale hand on his reddened skin.

You opted to ignore the look of admiration that had painted his sharp features. It didn’t suit him. Not at all. On television, he was a blessing to the eye. Gifted a cold exterior and a face to match. Most of his fans viewed him as the reserved, prince-boyfriend type, who’s protective and well-composed no matter the circumstance. If not for his previous interviews, you could even say he seemed unapproachable. 

Ugh, they couldn’t be more wrong.

Vincent Yves Beaumont is a star in the making. Thief of Hearts and Trophies galore. A real gentleman, who's real easy on the eyes. A prodigy, successfully obtaining more than a handful of awards at the young age of twenty-two. Born in France; raised in Belgium, fluent in at least three languages. That in which has gained him quite the fanbase.

He was amazing, in the eyes of the public. Made to be something phenomenal — a star. Vincent was…he was…

A big fucking baby.

Even now, he rubbed gentle circles into your thigh with the smooth pads of his thumbs. His arm was propped against the edge of the piano-polished frame while his chin rested upon the base of his free hand. He was close, incredibly close. So close that you swore you felt the richness of his cologne tickling your nose: Cinnamon with a hint of pine. The faint remnants of mint mingled within his scent subtly. It was pleasant, but you distanced yourself anyway.

A quick glance at the clock was enough to send your heart spiraling. You only had an hour, sixty fucking minutes, to record all the edits you made on the sheet music before Vincent’s big performance. Although after having an inner monologue, mid-session at that, you truly anticipated nothing less.

“Se concentrer! Nous avons peu de temps.” You scolded. 

'Focus! We don’t have much time.' Those were your exact words, in French at that. Despite it being your first (and his), you only used it when he managed to annoy you. Unfortunately, that was arguably his favorite pastime.

Why did this irk you so? One might ask. And luckily, there’s a simple answer to this unbelievably idiotic question. It’s the Olympics for crying out loud and this childish fucker was going to be representing you! Sure, you didn’t doubt his abilities; he had quite the talent. But still, you never worked well under pressure. You have a whole reputation to uphold!

You were a composer, after all. A damn good one at that. For only being twenty-six, you easily retained the talent of someone well into their sixties. You spent most of your early twenties frolicking alongside plenty of well-renowned figure skaters; Vincent being one of them. You had won a handful of awards along the way, along with plenty of generous deals.

Meaning, that everyone had high expectations for you.

A soft chuckle breezed by your ears. It was deep but just the right amount. If you hadn’t known better, then you’d say your viable hysteria amused him. Hmph, What a sadist.

“I am,” He grins earnestly. “I promise.”

Maybe you’d believe him, just this once. You were even tempted to give him the benefit of the doubt. But when he snaked his arm around your waist, all your hope when flying out the window. Then again, you didn’t have much of it anyway. “Vincent, get off of me you pervert.”

“Noo, You’re my lucky charm, I need you in order to perform well tonight.” The brunette whined into the crook of your neck, his nimble fingers toying with the fabric of your wool sweater.

Vincent shifted practically all his weight on you, causing you to go tumbling off the side of the wooden piano stool. You wrap your arms around him for support, refusing to acknowledge the sinful sound that slipped past his rosy lips. For fucks sake, he acts like a virgin.

Then, as if he couldn’t get any closer, leaned in and gently ran his tongue along the shell of your ear - like a cat in heat. Vincent’s pretty lips tug into a subtle smirk, purring, “If I win first place, will you reward me, Mon cœur?”

Never mind, definitely not a virgin!

Your heart was drumming against your chest, cheeks flushing at the man’s proximity. Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!! What were you supposed to do? He’s getting far too close for this to even possibly be appropriate, not to mention he called you “his love”. 

You shrug him away weakly, just barely maintaining your composure. Vincent slightly loosened his hold on you, only to meet your gaze. Half-lidded eyes, blessed with long and full lashes. His chin rested on your chest, his hair tickling your exposed clavicles.  His cheeks adorned a deeper shade of red, as though just the sight of you was managing to rile him up. This alone was euphoric.

“Please, [Name].”

God, he looked shameful. What a perv.

Using all of your strength, you push him out of the room, slamming the door right in his face. “Go get dressed, damn it!” You managed to scream through rigid breaths. This was no longer your problem — Vincent was no longer your problem. This was an issue for Hualing — his makeup artist; or Enlai — his stylist. 

For that fact, you were grateful.

“Fuck, I only have thirty minutes left!”

After dropping the CD, you hailed a cab to take you back. Your lungs were screaming for air; your back practically collapsing in on itself. At this point, you were positive that the only thing keeping you from quitting it all was a shit ton of stress and adrenaline. But just as you were about to unlock the door, a loud DING echoed through the hotel's vacant halls.

Hesitantly, you opened it.

MR. ALWAYS ON TIME (VINCENT’S COACH):

Hey, [Name]! Just so you know, Beaumont won’t be the first performer today….

▷ delivered 19:34

To your delight (and vexation), Vincent would be the third performer of the night. “Gee, thanks,” You replied. That definitely would’ve been great to know earlier.

That evening, you were able to put those extra minutes to good use. You’d cleaned up rather nicely, compelling those around you to compliment your attire. They’d never guess you were an absolute wreck not even forty-five minutes ago.

You greeted his coach with a curt nod, before sitting a few seats down from him. Due to your reputation, others were quick to offer you seats closer to the front. And there was no chance in hell you were going to decline.

You learn back in your cushioned seat, blasting soft classical music over the booming voices of those around you. From what you knew, Vincent should be on any minute now and ready to—

“AHHH!!!” 

You sigh, “I spoke too soon.”

Squeals that mimicked pigs and spoiled children tore through your ears (and sanity). It was loud, so loud that not even your headphones could withstand its volume. You reach to massage your temples, peeling your eyes open to try to focus on the man before you.

Once on stage, he bowed to the judges before adjusting his posture, allowing the bright stage lights to catch the purple shimmers decorating his uniform. His smile commanded the audience’s attention; seemingly genuine with deep dimples pooling at its sides. Full, ebony strands parted and combed out his eyes.

Cat-like, hazel eyes flicker over the vast audience; left to right, side to side. In search of something - or rather someone. The star was quick to find you, watching him with a certain regard that made his heart flutter. He felt light, under your gaze. It burned him, like a flame nipping away at frostbitten fingers. Hungry, craving more than what should suffice. 

A feverish smile tugged at the corners of his rosy lips, one he didn’t bother to hide from the public. Vincent still acted like a young schoolgirl in your presence. Despite meeting you all those years ago. Despite being your fan as long as he can remember.

“Now for the star you’ve been waiting for, the heartthrob of a century…Vincent Yves Beaumont! ”

Gliding along the sleek ice like a Blue Jay spreading its feathered wings. Vincent’s movements showed a feeling of contentment and even bliss. Each quad looked like mere child’s play as he landed them, perfect without the tiniest flaw. Each turn was perfect as though he was programmed to perfection. Each and every axel he executed pulled a series of silent cheers from the crowd.

The skater nearly rolled his eyes, for he couldn’t finish his choreo fast enough. He didn’t want to pretend like he enjoyed being down here, at least a hundred feet away. He didn’t want to compete for something as insignificant as a medal when he could have your love as a prize instead. But he did it in a heartbeat…for you.

Nothing mattered if it wasn’t for you. 

If not for you, this career meant nothing.

The fame didn’t matter if you weren’t experiencing it with him.

He wanted you - No, needed you.

And he’d fucking have you too.

You hum in realization as the last three lines of your song carried through the wind. Vincent’s performance was coming to an end. Landing his final quad loop, smoothly transitioning into a back-counter triple counter. His choreo had ended, and with it your song. He bowed once more, drowning in a sea of applause that engulfed the stadium.

Roses, Peonies, whatever you could think of was thrown in the ring. Yet, Vincent didn’t bother to acknowledge one. His eyes were locked on you, yours on him. You gave him a friendly wave, and to your surprise, he did not reciprocate it. That in itself was weird.

Now, you may not be a genius but the look in his eyes was far from normal. Everyone’s precious star, Vincent, was staring at you like a lion watching its prey. If you hadn’t known any better you thought he’d be already trying to pounce on you at that very moment. Hah, and you’re not wrong! He could hardly strain the animalistic urge to take you home and finally make you his.

That’s when it hit you, you’ve never seen him lose a competition. So that “deal” you made earlier was getting closer and closer to becoming reality. And something told you he wasn’t going to let you go~!

“Fuck me, bro.”

[crow-talks-hockey]

Got any thoughts on McDavid and MacKinnon and how weirdly alike they seem to be

SOSOSOSOSOWOWOWOWOOWOSOSOSOSOSOSOKFHGRGKWGJWWGJAIG SO MANY YEAH

kkkkkkkkkkk. whooo. alr. i'm calm. here ye go

starting with mack: HAS won. passionate, fierce, quick to anger. more of an all around player than a point/goal getter - not to say that the latter is a bad thing, it's just he's different in that way. he's a fucking horse. a bull in the china shop if you will. but he's also SUCH a fucking goober. he isn't afraid to say exactly what he means in as few words as possible, no matter who he's speaking to. he is filled with so so much ferocious adoration and fanboyism i'm fully in love :) oh yeah and he's a fucking fridge of a man too. there's that.

now connor: somehow someway has NOT won and imma cry about it until he does cos it makes me depressed that he's never been given the right team around him to go far. timid, gentle leader with a soft heart and even kinder eyes. more of the point getter out of the two, which i believe does make him just that hair better than nate. more on that, is also his style i think. he cuts through you like you're not even there. he's more elegant of a skater (whereas nate is more of a power forward; he gallops, not glides) which helps make his blatant speed easier to see. he is also a goober like nate but in different ways. he gives more long answers and tends to joke a little more with reporters (curtesy of leon no doubt) when they ask stupid questions lmao. he is so comfortingly loving and just a haunted and sweet little being. built lean and agile just like his play <3

and finally, both!! : COMPETITIVE AS HELLLLLLLLLLLL 🥶🙏🔥 sid crosby obsession/crush/idolatry. ginger genetics (nate's beard for reference, and connor's hair+beard. fight me. connor is ginger). dry ass humor and tone 24/7, like, these fuckers could be having the time of their lives and sound like they either a) just rolled out of bed or b) want to pass away from fear/rage. and lastly. they're both so damn good at hockey it's not even funny anymore. no one even comes close to their talent as forwards in my opinion. they're just. uncontested.

anyway there's my compartmentalized thoughts on my favorite freaks :3 if i can leave you with one last thought it's simply this: these idiots are in love in my mind and no one is gonna change that. they should KI- 🤭

[aheony]

I was asked to do a post about my ruikasa aus! i used to have more, but some kinda died so i’m going to give my favorites and (begrudgingly) some ruicest ships (because i love them)

for @lilykasaposts who so graciously asked me (held me at gunpoint) to rant about them!

before i start, i’d like to mention that i address these characters by their au names rather than rui and tsukasa! this differentiates them more and makes me happy!

first off! my babies,, i could do an entire post about them alone i love them so dearly…

cybertartine!

cyber of course is my rui! wealthy due to his occupation, he is a vigilante-hitman that works on his own accord as well as client commissioned hits! he is seen as an enemy of the state and is a well renowned criminal, yet manages to get away with it!

my tsukasa; the kindhearted tartine is an online uni student that works hard and keeps to himself! sweet and earnest, he enjoys his video games and tending to his house plants! (he is loosely based off of feskasa, and has the same homey vibe!)

these two cute little idiots fall for each other pretty quickly, having gotten together the day after they met. they meet at the park, cyber minding his own business while tartine is having difficulty finding his keys that he had lost in the grass. being asked to help, cyber finds them, and they exchange numbers, texting each other when they get home!

they chat for a bit, and meet for ice cream and coffee the next day, going back to tartine’s place. they hang out for a while until cyber decides to take a shower (creative, i know) and triggers a gay panic for tartine when he comes out of the bathroom lol

he sits down on the couch, and tartine dries his hair. then, they share their first kiss! (they are very fluffy, and have lots of hurt/comfort potential)

next, my sweet darlings how silly they are

geoskates!

geologist is a sweet, heavyset himbo-type character that knows nothing of the idol industry. he’s a huge nerd for his rocks, and absolutely adores skater and his performances. he’s not as dense as you’d think, being rather smart when he’s not confused or aloof in his own world! he also doesn’t treat skater like an idol at all, just loving him for who he is! he also often forges jewelry as a hobby, creating accessories for his partner!

skater is a skateboarding live streamer/idol who performs with nova who is their haruka! they often perform together or hang out on off time. he tends to surprise geologist often, either spooking him or flustering him in an attempt to get a funny reaction. he listens to his goober partner’s rambling and gives him front row seats at each concert! skater is also a little bit of a loser, often failing epically yet still being excited about it.

these two meet due to geologist being a dumbass little spatially unaware goober, wandering onto skater and nova’s private beach while searching for shells. he fails to notice them for a while, so focused on the shells and stones he found. once he finally picks up his head, he meets the two, being asked how he had found the beach.

confused, geologist explains how he was on a public beach, but seemed to have wandered too far. they ask about the rocks he has, and geologist shows them to skater, immediately enamored. taking a liking to him, skater gives geologist a ticket to his next show. having no idea what this entails, and assuming it was a small gig, geologist is absolutely baffled by the large stadium he had front row seats in.

these two will often hang out together at skate parks or the beach, enjoying each other’s company and practicing for future shows!

these next ones aren’t as fleshed out as the first two, but i love them all the same!

hinadreamer

dreamer is a kindhearted dreamkeeper that can visit and mend troublesome dreams. he himself cannot dream, but he can enter and manipulate the dreams of others. he doesn’t like to disturb the chemistry of others’ dreams, but he enjoys visiting hina in his in order to relax. due to his abilities, dreamer can also speak many languages in order to communicate with those who don’t speak english while they slumber.

hina is a princely magic user with many types of magic such as healing, wind and bard magic! he is very strong for his petite size, able to crush another’s hands with his own. the way hina’s magic works is heavily based off of other media, his healing kisses being taken from steven universe, his wind magic from wendy (fairy tail), and his bard magic that of raine whispers! he also has a deerfox tail and horns which is based off of hilda.

these become shorter as i continue lol here’s the ruicest i guess

villaineko!

to the point! villain is devil’s manner rui, a powerful demon from the demon realm. he can bestow curses, claiming souls of those who are in debt, and cursing bad luck upon those who cannot pay their debt. he is rather stoic, showing little to no emotion, but when he does, his facial expression doesn’t change. he has a crow motif, sporting a feathered tail and a few birdlike tendencies.

neko of course is nyansei rui (aa subarashiki nyansei), is a silly street cat that functions on two braincells, and doesn’t understand a single thing that villain does. he tags along being sweet and silly, never far behind his favorite demon. neko is often a bit ragged, messy or hungry, but he is always treated and fed. sometimes he’ll smarten up if necessary, but otherwise he’s just a goober!

silly information: when at home, (or when villain is drunk) villain will sometimes preen neko’s hair like a bird would its feathers. this is an affectionate gesture showing that he loves and trusts him! he doesn’t do this often, but it means a lot when he does!

that’s about the end of my post!

if there’s anything you’d like to hear more about, or have elaborated on (or if i remember any ships i forgot about)

please ask! and i shall rant more!!

i wrote a lot but i can promise you this does not fully sum up any of these pairings.

[rikeijo]

Today’s translation #786

Spoon 2Di vol. 21 Toyonaga Toshiyuki x Suwabe Jun'ichi interview

Part 8.

-- When we have interviewed you before, Toyonaga-san, you said, that Popovich was your favorite, but has that changed for you?

Toyonaga: As expected, it's still Popovich. The scene in episode 6., in which Popovich jumps, just as he says the line 'I'm the Evil Witch...!' of his monologue made me laugh so much I had tears streaming down my cheeks (laugh). Other than him, the character that is on my mind is Minami Kenjiro - he was so cute in that scene in episode 5., in which he celebrates after he finished skating his program, that I've become a fan. And as the story progressed in its second half, I really started to like Emil Nekola, too. Because, that he's kind of an idiot, for good or for bad, makes him very interesting to watch (laugh).

Suwabe: He's quite a frivolous playboy, isn't he? The impression you get watching him is a lot different, compared to what is written down in his character settings.

Toyonaga: In his character introduction, it says that he's a gentleman, but I think that he may be in fact the most frivolous playboy in the show. He's the guy that proposed: 'Let's go clubbing after the competition is over!", after all. But the truth is that every skater has a very unique and charming personality! JJ's 'Mamo-chan (Miyano Mamoru) style' is amazing (laugh).

Suwabe: There are so many settings stuffed in JJ. Like, 'too much elements!" And Christophe Giacometti is quite a terrific character, too. During voice over recording, Chris' program involved much more moaning, but it was significantly cut down in the version that was aired. It seems that his extra-rich Eros was not appropriate for TV (laugh).

Toyonaga: He would raise the rating to R18.

Suwabe: Maybe in the Blu-ray/DVD edition, we will see his performance in full... I don't know (laugh). But really, every character is so charming and has a unique personality. I'm sure you'll find here at least one guy that will touch your heartstrings!

[Note: Just for Chris' VA, Yasumoto Hiroki, I need to make subtitles to audio commentary, because if you haven't heard it yet, you really need to... Because his commentary and the way he chats with Mitsurou about Chris and having sex with water is just so hilarious. Yasumoto-san's attitude is just... ❤️‍🔥

[dvrcos]

ok so I'm giving a bunch of qs for the character ask game except I'll give 2 characters

Kevin day and Aaron minyard (bet u didn't see that one coming did u)

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

10. Could you be best friends with this character?

11. Would you date this character?

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?

19. How about a relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

23. Favorite picture of this character?

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

Hmm might send more abt other characters if I feel like it

Thank you anon I love a chance to rant about these two idiots endlessly <3

1. Like/dislike about the character

Aaron: he’s genuinely such a complex character and I think that’s what drew me to him initially like this boy has so much going on but desperately pretends like he doesn’t

Kevin: he is canonically a fucking bitch and I can’t help but love that

2. Favorite canon thing

Aaron: I think right now all of his commentary in the first book is my favorite canon thing about him like he’s such a snarky asshole. Like genuinely the scene where Neil pours the water on the ground and then throws the glass at Aaron and Aaron just goes “mature” lives rent free in my head forever and always

Kevin: “I’ve never been skiing before” and then immediately having a panic attack

3. Least favorite thing

Aaron: internalized homophobia womp womp

Kevin: dating a Raven womp womp (i don’t hate Thea literally at all I just don’t like that he stays with another Raven but that is my opinion)

4. Them in a different pieces of media

Aaron: this is most definitely recency bias but The Maze Runner bc he would fit in with those assholes too well (him and gally would be besties)

Kevin: Harry Potter/the marauders feels like the right answer but it also feels lame as fuck (I can also see him in the maze runner as well)

6. Something you have in common with this character

Aaron: Scorpio <3

Kevin: I am also a little bitch sometimes

7. Favorite fanon thing

(Me trying to remember what’s canon and what’s fanon)

Aaron: him with a lip ring and also being a little skater boy

Kevin: the similarities between him and Wymack for sure

8. Least favorite fanon thing

Aaron: I will never stand for aaron micheal minyard hate

Kevin: and I will never stand for kevin day hate either

(I just don’t get how you could hate these assholes like yes they suck that’s the whole point)

9. Could you be roommates with them?

Aaron: maybe I don’t think we’d talk to each other and idk if I could handle that

Kevin: tbh yeah probably

10. Would you be best friends with them?

Aaron: I think we’d be acquaintances at best

Kevin: absolutely not

11. Would you date them?

Aaron: yeah I think whatever he did to swoon Katelyn would work on me as well

Kevin: I would have a raging crush on him but I could not stand his personality irl (I say that with all of the peace and love)

12. My headcanons for them

Aaron: he has terrible circulation and is always cold and has chronic migraines (this is me projecting) and he is a chronic clothing stealer when it comes to his partners clothes (cough cough kevin)

Kevin: he always tries to sign with team in or near cities where the other foxes are located because he doesn’t know how to function without being near his people (cough cough aaron)

13. An emoji that represents them/one they would use frequently

Aaron: 🤓/😐 or 🥱 (he is bored with you !!!)

Kevin: 🫠/🙂 (he doesn’t know it’s passive aggressive at first but uses it excessively after finding out)

14. A fashion aesthetic for them

Aaron: he will always have an early 2000s skater boy aesthetic to me

Kevin: elevated basic featuring a lot of PSU and USC merch

15. Favorite ship for this character

(I don’t even know if I have to say it)

Aaron & Kevin: kevaaron forever and always

16. Least favorite ship with these characters

Aaron: idk honestly I feel like I don’t see many Aaron ships outside kateaaron and kevaaron (I’m pretty sure andrew/aaron exists out there somewhere and I’m choosing to ignore it for my own peace bc hate is not a strong enough work)

Kevin: Kevin/Riko

17. Ship with them I don’t hate but don’t mind

Aaron: Aaron/Jean like I see the vision I just cannot get behind it

Kevin: Kevin/Robin like I don’t mind it at all I just also do not get it but I also don’t know anything about Robin

19. Their canon relationships I don’t like

Aaron: I do like kateaaron and that’s the only canon Aaron relationship (unless I’m dumb and have forgotten but oh well)

Kevin: Kevin/Thea I am so sorry I cannot rally behind you

20. Ideal best friend for this character

Aaron: MATT MOTHERFUCKIN BOYD BABY

Kevin: Andrew and Neil are perfect

I also think they would be very good friends if they gave each other a chance and got to know each far away from Exy bc I think they’d get along and have a lot in common but they have such varying opinions on the thing most of their lives revolve around

22. What I like/don’t like in fics about these characters

Aaron: I don’t like when he blindly hates the other foxes (especially Neil and Andrew) in post-canon fics like his relationships with them are complicated but not blind hate and I love when he’s competitive and also I love when writers delve into his past addiction and trauma and let him heal

Kevin: I love love love to see him get to be nerdy or talk about his other interests outside of Exy and I don’t like when he is like a crazy health nut womp womp

23. Favorite picture (fanart) of this character

Aaron: this art altered my brain chemistry to the fullest extent of that phrase

Kevin: this one and this one tbh even though I don’t really ship kevneil

24. What characters from my other fandoms do they remind me of

Aaron: regulus black

Kevin: maybe remus lupin idk kevin day you are an anomaly my little disaster boy

25. My first impression vs now

Aaron: I was really fucking confused by the Twinyard switch the first time and now he is my fucking baby live laugh Aaron Minyard

Kevin: I thought he was the love interest for most of the first book until I looked up andriel LMAO and now he is babygirl and I love him so much (even more so after reading TSC)

Thank you again for letting me rant about these stupid little idiots I adore <3

Character ask game here

[sicknessbysalem]

More Yulya/Novak and him being an absolute idiot eating gluten? Maybe in an important date, so he decides to just Suck It Up?

novak being an absolute idiot is my favorite flavor of request/fic, so i deeply appreciate this

also i've been missing these two so i'm so excited to write this

some background info: most figure skating competitions (international level) have banquets and stuff after the event itself. so i decided what better way for novak to be an absolute moron who thinks he's invincible. also wanted to introduce some more characters.

tw emeto, food intolerance, stomach pain (the obligitory 'novak is an idiot and won't tell his fiancée girlfriend' warning as well)

Novak can't say he dislikes the fact that even though he came with her, he can't spend most nights with Yuliya.

Sure, Yuliya might have been able to spend those nights in his hotel room, but neither of them really wanted to test that theory. Not right now, not when Yuliya is only in her second season back into competition.

Novak also can't say he's happy things turned out the way they did with the Mavericks. He really isn't happy that he had to step away from playing, and he's even less happy about the fact that the Mavericks lost their conference game and were done for the season. Novak is sure he's taking to it harder because he was there, on the sideline, he should have been able to play. But he can't play, he knows he can't. And it kills him.

But what he is happy about is being able to travel with Yuliya. Being able to go with her to Sheffield for the European Championships. Marina was more than happy to take Elya for the week. Novak would have brought her, but she was nine now. She was in school, more important schooling than had this happened when he was still playing.

Novak tried to think of the bright side. He tried to think of the positive things that went in with all of this mess. And that made it so much better.

Yuliya qualified to compete at the European Championships. Truth be told, Novak was incredibly impressed. Not that he didn't have the highest level of faith he could possibly have in the woman he asked to marry him, but he also knew from her that qualification was no easy task.

He was ecstatic she invited him to come with. Sure, having separate hotel rooms wasn't ideal, but he still saw her doing what she loved, and he still spent time with her.

"Do you want to come with me?" She had asked that evening, as she got ready in his hotel room.

Novak had shut his laptop, abandoning the thesis paper he was working on. It wasn't due for weeks and he was far enough ahead.n That was another thing he was thankful for, no longer playing meant he could finish his master's degree. Not that it mattered now, but it would be useful. If he ever needed it anyway.

"Come with you where?" Novak asked.

"To the banquet?" Yuliya said, "It's honestly pretty fun. Hey, can you fix this?"

She sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her hair away, Novak went to fix the collar of her dress. Or, whatever it was.

"Am I allowed to?" Novak asked, "I don't want you to-"

"Trust me, they don't care," Yuliya said, "At least, they never had before. Kirill's going to be there, Zalatoi said he might as well. He's not feeling so hot after his program which is to be expected. Wyatt too, I'm sure Wyatt will ask you all about Jayden but-"

"Yeah, I can go," Novak said, "You're lucky my mom convinced me to pack something nice."

That was how he ended up here. Sitting at a table with Yuliya. With Yuliya's friends. Other European skaters. It felt like another gala dinner, or a wedding reception. But it also didn't.

There was a lot of conversation. And Novak was pleasantly surprised how many people wanted to talk to him. He would never tell Yuliya, but he had been incredibly worried that everyone would either ignore him or not want him there. Novak wasn't much of an extrovert, but it was nice to just have people around who at least seemed tolerant of him being here.

He hadn't even realized dinner came, hadn't realized he's eaten either. But before he knew it, the staff was taking plates away. Including from him.

Yuliya was engrossed in a conversation with a girl from Bulgaria. Melina, Novak thought Yuliya had introduced her. Novak was more than happy to sit back and just listen to the conversations around him.

Kirill was talking to Yuliya and Melina. Something about World Championships, something about a place he went, they were talking vacations and sights before Novak knew it.

As time slipped away, Novak found it harder and harder to keep up with the conversation around him. He checked his watch, but forgot the time almost as soon as he looked away. It didn't matter, really.

Novak felt... weird. He didn't know how to explain it. Not immediately.

"Hey, I'll be right back," He whispered in Yuliya's ear, kissing her cheek lightly.

Novak excused himself from the table with a casual smile, excusing it as needing a quick bathroom break. He made his way through the lively crowd, the sounds of clinking glasses and laughter fading as he stepped into the quiet of the restroom.

Leaning against the cool marble sink, Novak took a moment to collect himself. His stomach churned uncomfortably, and he realized with a pang of regret that he must have eaten something that didn't agree with him. That was the only thing he could think of. After all, it was possible. He hadn't really been paying attention to what he was eating, and he definitely didn't want to make a deal out of it by saying anything. Unless this was something else, but it didn't feel like anything else. Really, it didn't feel like much of anything.

Splashing some water on his face, Novak tried to push the discomfort aside.

As Novak stood in front of the mirror in the restroom, took a few breaths, he couldn't shake off the sense of unease that had settled over him like a heavy fog.

Physically, he felt a knot of discomfort coiling in his stomach, a nagging sensation that something wasn't right. It was like a subtle but persistent ache, a dull throb that intensified with every passing minute. His mouth felt dry, he tasted the faintest trace of blood, he'd been biting his cheek of a little bit, he assumed. Maybe, then, it was anxiety. Being in an unfamiliar place, with unfamiliar people. Sure he knew Yuliya's friends by legal definition, but they were her friends. Not his.

Despite these unsettling sensations, Novak tried to muster a sense of determination. He couldn't let this ruin Yuliya's night, not when she was so excited about the event. Taking a deep breath, he straightened his posture and splashed some water on his face, hoping to wash away both the physical discomfort and the mental fog.

As he returned to the banquet hall, the sights and sounds of the lively gathering seemed to come into sharper focus, though the knot in his stomach persisted. Novak resolved to push through, putting on a brave smile for Yuliya's sake. She wanted him here, he knew she did. He wasn't going to let her down.

Novak returned to the table with a practiced smile, hoping to blend back into the lively conversations seamlessly. Yuliya, ever perceptive, glanced at him with a gentle concern in her eyes.

"Everything okay? You were gone for a bit," she asked softly, her concern laced with a touch of worry.

Novak waved off her concern with a casual shrug. "Just needed a breather, all good," he reassured her. Yuliya nodded understandingly and turned back to her conversation with Melina, the topic shifting to upcoming competitions and training routines.

As the evening progressed, Novak's condition worsened despite his attempts to hide it. The knot in his stomach tightened, and waves of nausea washed over him with increasing frequency. At one point, he tied back his hair without thinking about it. The vibrant conversations around him blurred into an indescernable mix of voices, making it difficult for him to focus.

As he sat there, he only felt worse. As quickly as he realized something wasn't right, things took a turn for a worst. The need to be sick was urgent now, a desperate plea from his body to rid itself of whatever had caused this turmoil.

Yuliya was engrossed in a discussion with another skater, unaware of Novak's sudden departure. However, Kirill, who sat nearby, noticed Novak's hurried exit and the strained expression on his face.

Concerned, Kirill excused himself from the conversation and discreetly followed Novak to the restroom.

As Novak leaned heavily against the bathroom sink, his hands trembling slightly, he was hit with a wave of intense nausea that seemed to consume him from the inside out. The once-faint discomfort had escalated into a full-blown ordeal, his stomach twisting and churning as if in protest against whatever had triggered this sudden sickness.

Before he could register the severity of his condition, he turned quicker than he thought he could, dashing for one of the stalls, completely forgetting to shut the door, heaving uncontrollably. The taste of bile and the acrid scent filled the small restroom, adding to his misery. Each retch was accompanied by a sharp pang of pain, his body convulsing with the effort to expel whatever had upset his stomach so drastically.

Just as he struggled to catch his breath between bouts of vomiting, the bathroom door creaked open, and Kirill's concerned face appeared in the mirror's reflection. Kirill didn't hesitate, immediately taking action to check on Novak.

"Hey, easy there," Kirill said softly, placing a hand on Novak's back in a comforting gesture.

Novak spit, coughed, tried to catch his breath. Before getting so sick he fell to his knees.

"Ah shit, one of those," he hears Kirill say behind him.

Yuliya told him something about Kirill. But Novak couldn;t remember what it was. It was enough for Novak to know Kirill wasn't mad, at least.

Novak's face was pale, sweat beading on his forehead despite the coolness of the restroom. His whole body trembled with exhaustion and the exertion of being violently ill. He felt weak and drained, his muscles protesting with every movement.

"Here," Kirill reached around, loosening a few buttons on Novak's chest without thinking.

"I-I don't know what happened," Novak managed to gasp out between breaths, his voice hoarse and strained. The sudden onset of sickness had caught him completely off guard, leaving him entirely shaken.

"It's okay, sometimes these things happen," Kirill reassured him, patting his back gently. "Just focus on breathing for now. Take small sips of water when you can."

Novak moved over. He didn’t want to tell Kirill to get his hands off him, but the touch was an annoyance at best. So, he simply moved over. He leaned against the stall wall, trying to steady his ragged breathing. The taste of bile lingered in his mouth, a bitter reminder of his body's revolt.

“This just happened?” Kirill asked.

Novak nodded, “I don’t… know why. Please don’t tell Yuliya.”

Kirill nodded in understanding, "I won't say anything if you don't want me to," he assured Novak, “But maybe you should consider telling her. She'd want to know you're not feeling well."

Novak hesitated, torn between wanting to keep Yuliya in the dark to avoid ruining her night and the practicality of getting some rest. "I... I'll think about it," he replied vaguely, not wanting to commit to either course of action just yet.

Kirill gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder before stepping back slightly, giving Novak some space. "Take it easy. If you need anything, just let me know. And here, take this so you don’t exactly smell like you just puked up your dinner when you talk to Yuliya.”

Kirill grabbed a pack of gum from his pocket and handed it over. before leaving the restroom to give Novak some privacy.

Alone in the restroom, Novak took a few moments to compose himself. His mind raced with conflicting thoughts, trying to come up with a plausible excuse to leave the banquet without causing undue concern. Finally, he decided on a simple explanation that wouldn't raise too many questions.

When Novak returned to the table, Yuliya immediately noticed the tired lines etched on his face. "Everything alright?" she asked, her concern evident in her voice.

Novak managed a weak smile, trying to appear nonchalant. "Yeah, mom’s just trying to call.”

Yuliya nodded understandingly, her expression softening with concern. "Do you need to go?" she asked, ready to accommodate his needs.

"I think I should," Novak replied, relieved that his excuse seemed to work. "Sorry to cut out early."

Yuliya shook her head, her concern evident. "Don't apologize, your mom comes first. Take care of whatever it is, okay? I’ll come up in a bit anyway.”

Novak nodded gratefully, excusing himself from the table and making his way back to his hotel room.

-

Novak was exhausted. He wasn't sure how he ended up so terribly spent, but here he was.

He intended to put on something more comfortable and lay down. By now, his stomach was killing him and he was unbearably nauseous. A million things ran through his head as to why he was so sick. It was so sudden. He felt fine earlier, really he did. He felt fine until after dinner.

At some point, Novak dozed off. It didn't last long. Before Novak knew it, he stumbled out of bed and hurried to the bathroom, his body heaving with the familiar sensation of sickness. He barely made it to the toilet in time, the sound of retching echoing in the confined space. Each wave of nausea was accompanied by a rush of adrenaline, his heart racing with the intensity of the sickness that seemed to have no end.

Meanwhile, Yuliya had returned to the hotel room, her footsteps quiet as she entered. Concern etched her features as she noticed Novak's absence from the room. His phone was on the nightstand. She walked over and plugged it in for him.

"Novak?" she called out softly, her voice tinged with worry.

The sound of vomiting from the bathroom answered her question before Novak could. With a sinking feeling in her chest, Yuliya hurried to the bathroom door, pushing it open to find Novak hunched over the toilet, his face pale and beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

"Novak, what's wrong?" Yuliya's concern was evident as she knelt down beside him, one hand pushing back some hair that got in the way. The sight of him in such distress tugged at her heart, her worry for his well-being overriding any inconvenience or plans for the evening.

Novak glanced up at her, his eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and discomfort.

"I... I don't know," he admitted hoarsely, the truth of his situation laid bare in front of Yuliya. "I've been feeling off since the banquet, and it just keeps getting worse."

Yuliya's gentle touch and comforting presence offered some solace to Novak as he struggled through another bout of sickness. Yuliya hated to leave him, but knew he hated her being so close when he wasn't feeling well. She stepped out, she changed out of her nice dress. She came back with a water bottle, just as Novak coughed up one last mouthful of whatever was making his stomach so pissed off.

Once the episode passed and Novak sat back, his breathing still ragged.

"Kirill was worried about you," Yuliya said, standing to grab a cup from the sink, pouring some water in the cup.

"Yeah, he followed me, for some reason," Novak said.

"Kirill has a chronic vomiting condition," Yuliya said, "It's like a sixth sense, he knows when someone is going to throw up."

"Wait how did-"

"I texted Marina," Yuliya said, "Asked her if she and Elya were okay after what you told me."

"Fuck, why?" Novak sighed.

"Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well, you didn't have to come to the banquet if-"

"I was feeling fine earlier," Novak said, "Genuinely, I don't know what happened. I ate dinner with you guys and just started feeling shitty."

Yuliya sighed, sitting next to Novak without a word. Novak looked to her, confused by her sudden silence.

Yuliya lightly faceplanted into his shoulder. Novak would have been worried, more worried about her than how terrible he felt. But Yuliya started laughing.

"You are so stupid," she scolded gently, her tone laced with exasperation but also a deep caring for his well-being.

Novak winced slightly at her words, knowing she was right but not wanting to admit it fully.

"You had what I did, didn;t you?" Yuliya asked, "What… most of us had."

"I did but I mean," Novak said, "I didn't think about it and even if I had I didn't want the trouble of-"

"Zalatoi is complicated, he has to eat both gluten free and vegetarian or else he ends up like you," Yuliya said, "Kirill always substitutes the actual meal for a few sporadic rounds of lighter things, like a soup or salad or whatever they have. They are used to it, babe."

"I know, I know," he muttered, his gaze downcast as he felt a pang of guilt for causing such a scene.

Yuliya sighed, reaching for a towel to dampen with cool water and handing it to Novak. "Here, wipe your face. Then we can lay down and cuddle to make up for you giving me a heart attack and a half.," she said, her voice softening as she resumed her comforting gestures.

As Novak cleaned himself up, Yuliya couldn't help but feel a mixture of frustration and fondness towards him. His tendency to downplay things and brush off concerns had always been a source of mild irritation, but she knew it came from a place of not wanting to make a fuss or draw attention to himself.

"We'll make sure you're okay before anything else," Yuliya assured him, her hand resting on his shoulder in a reassuring gesture. It would have been nice to stay that way.

But it was Yuliya. Yuliya lightly smacked the back of Novak's head. "For fucks sake, next time pay more attention to what you eat."

"Oh," Novak said, "Well, if I do that, then I get to miss out on your excellent bedside manner and caregiving."

Yuliya smiled, "Keep talking and I'll drag you to bed, literally. Across the floor."

"You're hot when you're annoyed," Novak told her, smirking slightly.

Yuliya went to speak, but as always such a gesture left her speechless for a moment. She smiled again.

"Yeah, I know," Yuliya teased, "You're ugly when you aren't sending me into cardiac arrest."

"I'm what now?"

"Jokes on you," Yuliya interrupted, "You practically always send me into cardiac arrest."

[calyxthenerd]

Group Vacation Surprises

Let’s take a look at how our favorite skaters and musicians are handling sharing rooms and a glimpse of their first day of vacation together, shall we?

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“So, which bed do you want?” Violetta questioned

“Um…” ‘How do I tell her I’ll probably just sneak off to the room my girlfriend’s in as soon as she falls asleep?’ “You can pick”

“Okay, so the one by the window is mine, but since I chose the bed, you can take the closet, I organized my outfits inside my suitcase anyways”

“Thank you! That’s really sweet! If you want, you can borrow some of my stuff too, I’m a really big fan of your work, by the way!”

“Thank you! It’s always good to meet fans!”

On the room next door

“Man, so good to bunk with someone I know, no offense to Simón’s cousin’s friends, but it would be really awkward to share with total strangers, y’know?” Pedro thought out loud, throwing himself in the bed closest to the door

“I totally get it, obviously I would’ve preferred to share with my bro, but I’d pick you over a stranger any day” replied Gastón, laying his suitcase on the bed and starting to unpack

On the other side of the hallway

“Don’t worry ‘Talia, you go make sure your girlfriend doesn’t murder her roommate, I’ll unpack your stuff” Marco reassures his friend

“Thanks Mar, if I’m not back in an hour, call an ambulance” Naty kisses his cheek and bolts out the door

A few doors over

“Geez, how many bows do you own? Please tell me you brought your entire collection” Ámbar exclaims, stupefied

“Pffft, no way, this is not even a third of it, these are just the ones I like to bring on vacation” Francesca answers, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world

“…And they call me a psycho” the blonde mumbles

On the room bellow them

“So, you like rap too?” Asks the shorter boy, unpacking his caps

“Yeah, I’m the best at it there is” answers the taller one, laying his skates by the door

“Cool…” Maxi was not impressed

Two doors from them

“So, half the hair gel for me and half for you?” Asked vest-wearing Italian #1

“Sounds good, also, what’s up with that other guy who looks exactly like you?” Questioned the redeemed asshole

“I honestly have no idea, and I’m too scared to question it, so I just pretend it’s not happening”

“You know what? Fair”

Two floors up

“You look really similar to my friend’s girlfriend and her twin sister, you know?” Says the moonchild

The hippie’s eyes widen “Oh, I know exactly who you’re talking about, they both wanted to join a band so they pretend to be one person and then two guys from the band fell in love with them, which caused chaos and ended with the other guy falling from the stage?”

Luna furrows her eyebrows “Yeah… how did you know?”

The redhead grins sheepishly “Because those are my younger sisters, Eva and Ada, and that whole thing was kinda my idea”

“WHAT???? My best friend almost got seriously hurt because of it!”

“I know, and I’m sorry, but I had no way of knowing all that stuff was gonna happen!!”

A few feet away from this conflict

“So…”

“So…”

“You’re a solist right?”

“Yup”

“And you’re Italian?”

“Uhum”

“And you wear vests everywhere?”

“Yeah”

“And your girlfriend has some form of space motif?”

“Yes”

“And you’re a cocky idiot?”

“Ask my girlfriend about the nickname she gave me when we first met”

“… And your name is not Federico Paccini?”

“I’m pretty sure I know what my name is, I had it since I was born”

“I’m sorry, it’s just… you’re identical”

In the room next to this identity crisis

“So, I made this list with the best tourist spots around here, mayeb we can go with the girls? Or maybe as couples, but I guess for you it’s the same because your girlfriend is also our friend and-“

“Nina, Nina, relax, for now, let’s just unpack, and I promised Simón that later we would take our guitars to the beach and have a jam session together”

“Oh, okay, I guess I’m gonna check if Gastón wants to go check out the museum with me”

The singer smiled gently “I’m sure he’ll love to geek out over old stuff with you”

Down the hall

“So you’re a bassist?”

“No, I’m Andres”

“Yeah, I got your name, I’m asking if you play the base?”

“You stole my name???! Just like those faeries I read about!!!!”

“No, I mean- Screw it, I’m not dealing with this” and he sets to start unpacking

On the next room over

“Since I know you’re going to take up the whole closet, the bed near the window is mine, and don’t start with the speech about needing to wake up to sunlight, because you’re going to sneak in with me in the middle of the night anyways”

“You know me so well!” says the redhead, jumping on her girlfriend’s arms, making them both fall on the bed

“Okay, Jazzy, now get off, we need to unpack”

“Can’t I just have that nice curly haired lady downstairs do it?”

“Jazmin! That’s another guest! She doesn’t work here!”

“With the way she was dressed, you’d never notice”

A few doors over there’s a noticeable beat of Samba coming out

Simón groans, covering his head with a pillow “Can you please turn the music down? I’m trying to sleep here!”

“Irmão! Why would you want to sleep! There’s a beautiful day out there! We have beaches! The sun! Music!”

“I know, I know, I know!! I grew up here, I know how it is, but right now, I need to sleep, so please, turn it down!”

And then there was fighting a few doors down

“Those pastels of yours make me puke”

“It’s better than your red and black shit”

“Whatever! The bed near the door is mine!”

“No, I want that one!”

“Ugh, Fine, I’m only staying with you until my girlfriend says she’s ready anyways” she connects her phone to a small speaker and starts playing metal music, and Ludmila gets ready to lunge at her, but Naty opens the door on the nick of time and grabs her girlfriend before she can get to the goth

“Lu, don’t, remember the last time, Diego had to pay for it, and he promised that if it happened again, he would leave you there to rot”

Ludmila is panting, but recovers, straightens her back and says “Nat, tell Marco that he’d better leave the room to us if he doesn’t want to witness anything that might scar him for life”

“On it” the curly haired one starts fiddling with her phone as they both leave the room

In front of the hotel

“Simón, are you sure it’s a good idea to leave with our phones on silent? I mean, the only references they have besides you are Luna, who is probably going to be busy with a certain Italian boyfriend of hers and Emilia, who is probably not going to be a big help, if she doesn’t go AWOL to make out with Ámbar on the beach somewhere” Yam rambles

“Don’t worry, they’ll be fine, besides, there’s Nina, who’s whole thing is worrying about everyone”

“Yeah… she’s going to be busy for the next few hours too, she said something about a museum date with Gastón”

“Okay, so what if they don’t have any one who knows the city or is responsible enough to look after them? They’re all legally adults! I’m sure it’ll be fine! C’mon! I’m gonna take you to one of my favorite spots! I always went there to get inspiration for my songs!” And he drags her away into the city

Soon two people replace them in that same spot

“Where is Marco?! We set a very specific time to be here so he could show us the city!” cried the antsy Italian

“Calm down, Preciosa, I’m sure he’s alm-“

“I’m here! I’m here!” wheezed the Mexican “sorry I’m late, I got stuck unpacking mine and Naty’s stuff so she could rescue Ludmila’s roommate from her post-flight crankiness and then they got back and kicked me from the room, probably to have a… moment”

“Okay, it doesn’t matter, can we go now? I really want to meet your home!!” said the bow lover

“You do know I’m from Mexico City, right?” says the laidback musician, starting to guide his partners into the city

Right after they left, two other people zoomed out of the lobby, barely escaping getting berated by hotel staff

“So, Chico Fresa, ready to experience Cancun from a local’s point of view?”

“With you? Always” and they skated away until they were out of sight

And out walked yet another pair of people

“Come onnnnn! I want to go to the amusement park!” cried the polo-clad Argentinian

“But there’s a killer party just two blocks from here!” countered his Brazilian companion

“Fine, but only because you’re funny at parties” he relents, letting himself get dragged away, just as a couple comes out of the building

“I’m still not convinced it was a good idea to let those two go off on their own, I mean, Broduey and Andres? last time they were left by themselves I had to pick them up at the hospital in Berlin” sighed the exhausted Mexican

“I’m sure it’ll be fine, but we have to get moving or we’ll miss our reservation, don’t forget I’m wearing heels today, so we can’t walk too fast”

“Who said anything about walking” just as he finishes talking, a carriage appears, with a horse and flowers around the edges and all

“You really never get tired of making me fall in love with you, do you?”

“Never. now, m’lady” he helps her onto the vehicle, before climbing in himself and giving the charioteer directions

Just after they leave, a pair of blondes run out, holding hands

“I rented a boat, in that same place we went the first time we were here together, that way we can go back, but without the part of throwing your cousin’s skates into the ocean and having to jump in to grab them”

“Sounds perfect, Em, let’s go” and they go off holding hands towards the docks

After them, four people come out together

“So, I mapped out all of the best boutiques and we can hit them all before dinner if we’re fast!”

“I’m sorry Jaz, I have something I need to do, but I’ll let you borrow Pedro to carry your stuff! And Nico too, but then that’s not for me to choose, gotta go, bye” says the black haired girl, before rushing off

“Hey! Delfi! Where are you going??” yells her boyfriend, but she’s already outside of hearing range, calling for a cab

“That was weird, anyways, come on boys! We have a long evening of shopping ahead of us!” She grabs them both by the wrist and drags them off to the nearest clothes’ store, as they both groan

Then comes out another duo

“So, I hear that a few blocks away there’s a cool band playing, wanna check it out?” Ask the cap wearing boy

“Sure, let’s go” replies his Italian friend, and they leave

Out comes another couple

“And I found this amazing museum with a bunch of props from sci-fi movies, do you want to go see it?”

“Is water wet? Of course I want to go! Specially with you!” says the Spaniard, dragging his girlfriend to go find a ride

“Actually, that saying is wrong because water itself is not wet, but rather what makes things wet and-“ they slowly walk further and further from the hotel as she rambles on

Out comes yet another pair

“So, I heard there’s a pretty cool Karaoke place in the next neighborhood, I was thinking, since your girlfriend is not here, you’d want to sing a few songs with me?” asks the rapper

“Sure, we haven’t sung anything together in a while an-“

They are interrupted by another presence, that decides to jump on Ramiro’s back “Fellow redhead! tall guy! where are you going? Can I join you?”

“Get off! What the hell?” Protests the alternative boy

“Sure, the more, the merrier” says the shorter one

“Cool! Tall guy? Can I?” asks the girl again, still hanging from his back

“Fine, I guess you can go” he resigns to carrying her, leading his friend to get a cab

“Wohoo!! Adventure!!” hollers the hippie, as they begin their journey

[ryuzakemo128]

Stranger Things Incorrect Quotes Part Eight

Part one / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven

Dividers Used: Link

Masterlist

Eddie, talking about Steve: Is this a friend of yours, Marianna? Marianna: Kind of? Not really. He's in my life and there's nothing I can do about it.

Steve: Hello all, it is I, your favorite person. Marianna: Actually, Eddie is my favorite. Steve: Okay then, it is I, that bitch.

Eddie: *yawns* Marianna: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring. Eddie: Then you must be exhausted. Steve: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

Steve: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare. Eddie: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great. Steve: Not when you’re playing with Marianna, it’s not. She puts words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.”

Marianna: The first time I ever got upset in front of Steve, he put his arms around me. It was so awkward that I had to ask them if he were hugging me or reaching for something on the shelf behind me. Steve: I was doing both, for your information. Eddie: The first time Steve hugged me, it was such a disaster we didn’t make eye contact for, like, a week after.

Eddie: So Marianna sneezed earlier today and I accidentally said 'shut the fuck up' instead of 'bless you'. Steve: How do you accidentally say 'shut the fuck up'?

Marianna: So... This is my full potential? Eddie: Yes. Marianna: So, then it's... Eddie: All downhill from here. Marianna: Like Steve. Eddie: I do not know what this Steve is. But it sounds disappointing.

Steve: The clock is ticking! We don't have time for this asinine tomfoolery! Marianna: This unmitigated poppycock? Eddie: Extravagant hogwash! Steve: Okay, stop.

Eddie: What happened to Steve? Marianna: He died. Eddie: He what? Marianna: He died, but he's okay. Eddie: …Can you please clarify? Steve: Clarification is for the weak.

Eddie, looking through his clothes: Has anyone seen my top? Steve: Marianna's in the kitchen.

Eddie: A party is a celebration of a life, bringing people together to let the guest of honor know how much she is loved. Marianna has done so much for us. This is our chance to do something for her. Steve: By forcing her to have fun at a party that she doesn’t want to be at? Eddie: I knew you’d understand.

Marianna: Enough! How dare you mock me in such a manner!? Eddie: Well. How would you like me to mock you? I take requests.

Eddie: I wasn’t that drunk. Marianna: You colored my face with a highlighter because you said I was important. Eddie: BECAUSE YOU ARE!

Marianna: Stop failing. Eddie: Don’t tell me what to do! I'll fail right now! Eddie: *Succeeds* Eddie: Dang it!

Eddie: Seriously, Marianna, how many people would you have killed if we’d asked you to? Marianna: That’s not important Eddie: I DISAGREE.

Eddie: *sees someone doing something stupid* Eddie: What an idiot. Eddie: *realizes it's Marianna* Eddie: Wait, that's MY idiot!

Eddie, texting Marianna: Roses are red, Tony Hawk is a skater… Marianna′s phone, auto-replying: I’m driving right now–I’ll get back to you later. *Later* Marianna, texting back: Fuck you.

Marianna: How long do you think it'll take? Eddie: I don’t know, three or four. Marianna: Three or four what? Days? Weeks? Months? Eddie: Yeah, maybe five. Marianna: Five what?!

Marianna: Oh man I think I just ran out of pain Marianna: Paint* Marianna: I still have plenty of pain

Marianna: Going somewhere, Eddie Eddie: Just taking a stroll

Steve: I dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room. Eddie: Screw that, I’m not kissing any of you. *Marianna walks in* Eddie: Fine, I’ll do it. Rules are rules you know.

Steve: Marianna, I know you love Eddie. I mean, we all do, they’re a very nice person and I respect them immensely. Steve: But I think they might be a fucking idiot.

Steve: Well, has Eddie been wrong before? Marianna: How wide are we willing to open this up?

Marianna, slamming pots and pans together to the rhythm of "Give it to me, I'm worth it": I didn't get no sleep cause a' y'all! Y'all never gonna sleep cause a' me!

Young Marianna: Did you just call me a shrimp, you asshole?! I'm still growing, dammit!

Young Marianna: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.

[babybammargera]

Bf Bam hc

Jealous

The type of guy to grab you and kiss you if someone else is staring.

And will fight randos at parties/bars/concerts if they're being creeps/touch you/looking at you in a way he doesn't like.

Complains that you steal all his hoodies beanies and shirts.

Actually loves it tho bc when you're wearing something of his he won't shut up about how cute you are.

Sharing scarves and jewelry.

His love language is definitely touch.

Has to constantly be near you.

Holding your hand/you holding his arm.

Arm snaked around your shoulders or tightly around your waist.

Pulls you into his lap if you guys are just chilling. No matter where you are.

Ryan Raab Novak and Dico are ALWAYS AROUND.

So he'll send them to annoy Don Vito or to the basement to play video games when you guys need alone time.

It's a given that you're part of his friend group at this point.

That being said he pranks you just as much.

But only him and Ryan are allowed to prank you.

He'll make an exception if Dico Raab or Novak come up with something funny enough.

As long as he's in on it

Loves pushing your buttons.

Leaving random hickies on you just bc.

Constantly getting yelled at by Ape bc both of you are covered in said dark and noticeable love bites more often than she'd like.

Speaking of biting.

That's one of his favorite ways to show you affection. Right along with licking your face and tackling you into random soft places.

Gives you cool presents with Gothic vibes bc that's just how he is.

Nights in with him a cheesy horror flick and cuddles >>>>>

Almost always leads to making out.

The passenger seat is all yours no exception.

When hes working or filming he wants you there.

Whether it's Jackass Viva la Bam or a CKY or HIM project.

Definitely get dragged into participating in shoots all the time.

Ryan and Knox like you on set bc he's less of a baby when he gets hurt.

He loves to show off.

Both you and his skate and stunt skills.

There's been nights where you both grab your skateboards and jump fences to skate empty pools then watch stars together.

He takes you to CKY and HIM concerts.

But if he gets busy and can't stay by you he has Ryan or Dico to keep an eye on you.

Always loves when he gets the opportunity to introduce you.

"Hey Valo this is my badass girlfriend"

You call him Bambi but if anyone else tried to he'd probably punch them

He calls you cute nicknames (baby. Doll. Wife. Idiot. The usual)

Using his full name when you're yelling at him otherwise he thinks you're joking or won't take you seriously.

All around skater husband material.

[ggukkiereads]

Fic Recs | Sports AU, Jock AU - Jungkook

This is based on this ask by sports anon. I didn’t include gamer!aus or SMAUs.  Sports categories:

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S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst | 

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🌹 a total of 56 fics 🌹 👀(I swear I didn’t realize I’ve read a lot of sports au)

💖Unclassified

Pretty Boy @angelguk​​​ - drabbles series [7/?] | 8.7k, so far | jock!jaykay x bestfriend | F, S, A  

⚾ Baseball

Ace @hijoonie - one shot | 24k | athlete, artist au | F, S, A  

Break the Bat + sequel @httpjungkookcom​ - two shot | 13.4k | baseball player JK x coach’s daughter, pwp | S, F

The devil’s change up @jungblue - one shot | 41.3k | College AU | S, F (Who doesn’t know this fic? I feel like I’ve included all of their works in every list 🥰) 

🏀 Basketball

Instant Gratification @dovechim​​ - series [3/3 + drabble] | 43.7k | fwb AU,  cheerleader!reader | S, A, F 

I Don't Like a Gold Rush @candlewaxandp0lar0ids - one shot | 17.3k | College AU, Shy Girl, Fratboy AU, Slice of Life | F 

Opposites Attract @bangtaninink​​ - drabble | 2.3k | English major!reader x Vice Captain!JK | F  

Unexpected Confession @sunkissedjk​​ - one shot | 5.7k | high school AU, neighbors AU | F 

You Know Better Than That @diorpieck​ - one shot | 15.3k | jock x nerd!reader pairing, bestfriend AU, Idiots to Lovers | F, S, A [if this looks familiar, it’s an old fic by joonglows]

🎳 Bowling

Mind in the Gutter @kpopfanfictrash​​ - one shot | 18k | not really a professional bowler, IT!Jungkook, workplace AU | S, F, Humor

🥊 Boxing, MMA Fighter

Animal @cutaepatootie​​ - series [9/9] | 115.6k | storytelling of the past by present Jungkook, drama | A, F, S 😭

Bruised (ongoing) @acc3ssdenied​​ - series [6/?] | 20.7k, so far | bad boy AU, tattooed!jungkook, underground boxing | A, F, S

Can’t Be Without You @ahundredtimesover​ - one shot | 30.2k | Bestfriend AU, Underground Fighter AU | A, F, S  

Down and Down @koorara​ - one shot | 12k | actually more of MMA!fighter, exes AU, teacher!reader | A, F 

Fuckboy Training @helenazbmrskai​​ - series [4/5] | 21.2k, so far | Uni Gym Club AU, fuckboy AU, Enemies to Lovers | S, F, A

How Many Rounds @hisunshiine​​​ - drabble | 1.9k | boxer fan, pwp, a little plot twist 😊 | S, F  

Knockout @gamerguk​​ - one shot | 4k | slice of life, sub!jk, dad!jk | S, F

Quarters @justoneday-namjoonii​​ - series [8/10] | 36.4k | drama, boxer!jk x ice skater, check warnings | A, S, F

Safety Net @pradaksj​​ - two shot [2/2] | 40k | Enemies to Friends, Roommates AU | A, F, S  

The Art of Boxing @seokiie​​ - one shot | 4k | boxing class instructor JK, pwp | S

Sucker Punch @satanssmuts​​​ - one shot | 5k | boxer who needs anger management x therapist | S

South Paw @starshapedkookie​​​ -  one shot | 30k | childhood friends, ex-bestfriends, college au, frat au, underground fighting | A, S, F (I really like the boxing scene, so exhilarating 🤗) 

Since Day One + Morning After  @joonsgalore​​​​​ - one shot + drabble | 19k + 2.2k  | boxer au, bestfriend au, tattoo artist!jungkook  | S, F   

Too Close @cutechim​​ - drabble series | 12.8k, so far | gang au, husband!jk, dilf!jk | A, F, S 

📢 Cheerleader!Jungkook

Kiss It Better @jincherie​​ - one shot | 11.7k | college AU, cheerleader!jk, pining | S, F

🏈 Rugby/Football (sports knowledge = 0; don’t get mad at me for putting them together ✌)

A Cinderella Story @suhdays - one shot | 21.2k | college au, halloween au, strangers to lovers, cinderella!au, “nerdy” reader | F, A  (I just read this!)  

As I Told You @eleventoes - one shot | 9.6k | football player x cheerleader, roommate AU, enemies to lovers, college AU | F 

Boys Like Him, Girls Like Her + You Who @hayjeon - two shot + prequel | 15.4k | bad boy AU, fuckboy AU, jock!jk, college AU | A, F, S 

Growing Pains  @rkiverse - series [2/3] | 20.1k | basketball player!reader, slice of life AU, coming of age, high school to college | F, A 

Kick in the Right Direction @xiaokoo​ - drabble series [7/7] | 6.1k | football player jungkook x mascot!reader | pure F!

Little Library Girl @kooksgalaxy - one shot | 5k | tutor x jock!jk | F, A 

Man On, Baby @just-come-baek - one shot | 13.2k | College AU | S, F

Teach Me How to Love @iamtaekooked - two shot [2/2] | 34k | enemies to lovers au, journalist reader, college AU | F, A, S 

The Prince and His Rose  @vanaera - drabble series [12/?] | 44.8k, so far | bestfriend AU, childhood friend, college AU, writer!reader | F (this is just cute & lovely 🥰)  

Try Hard @hobibliophile - two shot | 10.4k | College AU, asked to help with photography | F, S

You’re the 1 (4 Me) @luxvitae​ - one shot | 8.5k | Established Relationship | F

🎾 Tennis

30-Love @kpopisthereasonihavenolife​​ - one shot | 9.4k | high school AU, neighbors AU, JK only listens to YN | F (so wholesome 🥰)

Love Means Nothing @widowkooks  - drabble | 1.6k | rival tennis players, E2L | F

🏑 Ice Sports

Chess of Ice @jimlingss​​ - series [3/3] | 42.8k | curling!au, feat Yoonji lol, former hockey star | F, A, implied S (re-reading this 🥰) 

Cold as Ice @ughseoks​​ - one shot | 8.5k | ice hockey, enemies to lovers, teammates | A, F  

Hockey Pucks @bangtanboysboo​​ - one shot | 8.1k | college AU, flirty!kook x tsundere!reader (well towards him), mommy kink | S, F

Ice Prince + drabble @gukyi​​ - one shot | 23k | figure skating, enemies to lovers | F

Snow and Ice @/hayjeon - two shot | 24.8k | snowboarder!jk x figureskater!reader, friends with benefits AU, Olympics | S, F 

Over the Edge @/kpopfanfictrash -  sequel to Ruin the Friendship | 9k | bestfriend AU,  established relationship x argument | A, S, F

The Art of More + drabbles 01 02 03 @/kpopfanfictrash -  one shot + drabbles | 42.4k | enemies to lovers, dance team x hockey captain!jk | F, S, A  

⚽ Soccer

Chewie & Choco Boy + Loveship @rookiegukie​​​ - one shot + sequel | 22.9k| soccer captain!jk, bestfriends to lovers, bestfriends to established relationship, college AU | F, A 

End Game @minyoongijjangjjangmanboongboong - one shot | 12.1k | soccer player x cheerleader, fake dating AU, ex-Namjoon | F, A  

Offside @daddychims​ - series [16/?] | 40k | Sports Trainer OC x Soccer Player Jungkook who has asthma, Fuckboy AU, College AU | F, A

🏐 Volleyball

Blank Check (ongoing) @sugaxjpg​​ & @pantaemonium​​ -series [5/?] | 44.4k | fake dating AU, college AU, fratboy AU, fuckboy AU, jock!jk | F, A, eventual S (been following this fic for a year or so🥰) 

Chance Ball  @guksthighs​​ - one shot | 11k | beach volleyball AU, rivals to partners, friends to lovers | F, A, S

Set on You @bymoonchild​​ - one shot | 18k | college au, setter!jungkook, student manager!reader | F, S  

🏎Car/Racing/Drifting (uhm is this considered sports!au)

Drift  @yminie​​​ - two shot [½] | 8.9k so far | tokyodrift-inspired, street racing | A

Bitchin Rides + Sequel @gukpds​​ - two shot [2/2] | 7.2k | racer!jungkook, college AU, strangers to established relationship, jealous Koo, pwp | S, F, A

🏊‍♀️Water Sports | Lifeguard!AU

Lifeguard + The Bikini @jungshookz  - headcanon/bulleted | 16k | lifeguard AU, surfer AU, jealous Koo in the sequel | F, S (all their works = best romcom)

Stay in Your Lane @luxekook - one shot | 5.8k | enemies to lovers, swim captains, college au, noona!reader,  | S, F, crack

Chasing Butterflies @ddaenggtan - one shot | 12.8k | idiots to lovers, coffee shop AU, college AU, jock/volleyball player!reader, weeb/otaku!jk | F, S, crack (the anime references are so funny)

The Ocean and its Wind @chim-chimmie​ - one shot | 19.9k | surfer au x beach bar staff | S, F

⚡Quidditch (what do you mean it’s not a real sport?! 👀)

Do You Want Me (Dead?) @/gukyi - one shot | 11k | advice column, enemies to lovers, hogwarts au | F 

New Romantics @cupofteaguk​​ - one shot | 24k | enemies to lovers, hogwarts au, fratboy (sort of), slow burn | F, A  

Also, there are probably more great fics that I’ve probably missed and this list is definitely not exhaustive. I only included ones I’ve read but if there are new sports-related fics I haven’t read yet, apologies if I fail to include your fic. My memory for some fics are also murky and I am definitely not sporty 😅 so maybe I got the wrong sport tagged (in this case, let me know). Enjoy Jock JK! 🎯

🌷 posted: 2021 Feb 11

🌷 updated: 2021 April 19 (new fics are highlighted)

🌷 I love to read so feel free to recommend a fic =)

[haikyuuwaifu]

Ch.8

Genre: Humor, Fluff

Warnings: Swearing

MASTERLIST

SURPRISE, SURPRISE

“Mama! I’m already running late!” Eri chided, as Y/n pulled the car into the parking lot of the ice rink. “I know sweetheart, I’m sorry!” She mumbled, putting the car in park and helping her daughter out of the back seat. Reaching over, Y/n grabbed Eri’s bag, and strapped it around her daughter’s shoulder. “Hey baby carrot!” Rumi shouted, making her way over to the mother-daughter duo. “Miss Rumi!” Eri smiled, throwing herself at the other woman. “Sorry we’re late.” Y/n supplied, running a hand through her hair. “I had to take a work call right before we were supposed to leave and it took longer than I thought it would.” Rumi only smiled waving her hand at Y/n. “Momo let me know already, I told Eri’s coach I’d meet you guys out here while he got everything ready for the first practice.” Y/n made a teasing face at the mention of her best friend, and Rumi subtly threw her the finger. “Be good, I’m going to run some errands, and I’ll see you in an hour!” Y/n whispered, reaching over to give her daughter a kiss. “Listen to your coach and if any of the boys give you shit, whoop their asses.” Y/n called as Eri gave her mother a thumbs up, already chattering in Rumi’s ear about how excited she was to start playing.

“Mr. Bakugo!” Eri cheered, at the sight of her favorite teacher. She’d already gotten her gear on, and Bakugo was trying extremely hard to keep his composure. Behind him Shinsou skittered past blowing ice up in Bakugo’s face as he skated circles around the two of them. “What the hell are you doing here anyway scrub?” Katsuki mumbled glaring at his friend. “He lost a bet to mama and she said he had to be around in case I got a little too rowdy.” Bakugo let out a scoff, peeking down at his favorite student. “You? Rowdy? Don’t make me laugh girly.” He teased, reaching out to ruffle her hair. “To answer your other question, I'll be your coach this season.” Eri let out a whoop as the other kids made it on the ice. Thankfully, this team was made up of some of her classmates, so she didn’t feel so alone. Her eyes widened with glee when she saw her best friend Kota. “I told you my mom would let me play!” She cheered, as the two friends gathered together and began talking rapidly.

45 minutes later Katsuki found himself completely blown away by Eri’s skill. Next to him Shinsou shot him a smug grin, causing the blonde to give him the finger. “She’s a fucking prodigy man, like I told you. Her dad was a hockey player looking at Pro and her mom would have been an Olympic figure skater.” Shinsou supplied, watching as Eri and Kota skittered across the ice. “Those two together make a lethal combination.” Shinsou smirked, as Eri shot the puck toward the goal. “I’m impressed she can hold her own against the others. She’s the smallest on the team.” Katsuki mumbled, eyes scanning the rink. At the sight of the other parents, he felt his good mood dissipate entirely. Shinsou looked out to the stands and laughed, knowing full well what put the man in a mood. “Maybe this year will be different.” Shinsou provided, as both men moved to gather up their players. Katsuki only snorted, rolling his eyes as he looked down at his team. “This was a great first practice.” He supplied, looking over all of them. “There’s still some work that needs to be done, but overall we’ve got a great shot this year.” Bringing the kids together, they said their little chant, and dispersed, leaving Shinsou and Katsuki to retrieve their equipment, and Eri to skate circles around the two of them.

Rumi’s loud laugh echoed, as she and someone Katsuki didn’t recognize made their way toward the rink. Shinsou looked up, and then over at Eri dubiously. “You didn’t tell me your mom was picking you up today.” “She dropped me off idiot, how else do you think I got here?” She supplied, with a roll of her eyes as she booked it toward the edge. “Mama!” She cried, launching herself into her mothers arms. Y/n let out a huff, as she wrapped her arms around her daughter and braced herself for impact. “This gear makes you weigh a million pounds.” She grumbled, steadying the two of them as Eri began talking a mile a minute. Y/n nodded along, half understanding her daughter as she looked around the arena. “You’ve got to meet my coach!” Eri cheered, pulling her mother onto the ice. “He’s awesome, and he’s so fast on the ice!” Eri began, pulling Y/n along.

Katsuki had been looking at his phone when he heard Eri making her approach. When she came closer, he stuffed his phone in his pocket, mentally readying himself to finally meet Eri’s mom. As he raised his head, his eyes widened comically, as Y/n smiled. “Well, Well, Well...”

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headcanon: fransiska von karma’s FAVORITE reason to go to the ice rink is to sit outside and watch people fall over while skating.

now, fransiska is very good at figure skating herself(because why wouldn’t she be?), but she often doesn't have the time or energy to do so after a long day of prosecuting and investigating. she’s very passionate about it, though.  

watching recreational skaters fall(though, of course, without sustaining serious injury) is strangely amusing to her + a way to destress and relax after a tiring case.  

one day in particular, some poor soul who clearly has never set foot on an ice rink has the misfortune of falling in fransiska's presence. she has the time of her life watching this man struggle to get up because "hah you fool why would you set foot on this rink if you can't recover from a fall"  

then, a few moments later, he looks around desperately for help and fransiska, catching a glimpse of his face, comes upon a terrible realization that "WHAT THE HELL THAT IS MY IDIOT BROTHER MILES EDGEWORTH. WHAT IS HE DOING HERE"  

someone helps miles off the ice rink, and as he is shamefully trying to leave fransiska blocks his way like "YOU DON'T EVEN SKATE what was that??"  

okay, well: turns out a certain Scruffy Detective invited miles and a few others to the ice rink to celebrate the conclusion of a major trial. of course her brother does not know how to skate at all, trying to get some kind of practice to avoid making a fool of himself in front of anyone he knows(but it seems that was to no avail, given the current situation)  

fransiska suggests that he take beginner classes to learn instead, but he shuts it down with a comment about "the youth are cruel" and whatnot. after a pause, he then looks thoughtful for a-  

 "miles edgeworth, i am NOT teaching you how to skate."  

fransiska ends up doing so anyway. she hopes her little brother appreciates her for saving his dignity. she isn’t exactly complaining though, at least she’s able to find some time to skate again.

[rikeijo]

Today's translation #485

Go Yuri Go!!!, Yuri!!! on ICE official fanbook, Komatsu Yuka interview

Part 1.

-- PR for the character that you play, please. [Minako]

K: I've never met a famous ex-ballerina, who owns a snack bar and at the same time, works as a ballet teacher, but I love to watch ballet and I felt that her laid-back and not showy attitude, characteristic for people who dance, and her bluntness is very realistic. I think that it's the best thing about Minako. But the gap between this, and the way she goes crazy for her favorite super-sexy skaters makes me laugh. I learned Kyushu dialect, but I didn't have many chances to use it. The sound of Kyushu dialect is very strong, but at the same time calm - I like it. [The next sentence is in Hakata dialect, which I absolutely can't speak, but consulting a dictionary:] No use in complaining that it's this or that! ["Dogen mo kogen mo nakaranbai" - it's similar to a line that Minako says in the show] (Actually, it's an another strong point).

-- A line or scene that left an impression on you?

K: Yuuri's line in episode 1. "I was an idiot, thinking that I could meet a person that I have always admired, as my equal". It's a very sad line, but I could empathize with him.

[Notes: Well, it's an anime about men's figure skating so it's obviously natural that almost are characters are male, but for a change, something about the series' girls! Minako, and Yuuko will be next!]