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kusuguricafe · 2 years ago

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Cloud 9 - Squealing Santa 2K22

A/N: Surprise surprise, @writingwitharlo! I'm your squealing santa this year!! I hope you're having a very happy holiday season and enjoy your gift ❤️💙

I was listening to my renga playlist as I was writing this and the second I finished, the palm tree song started playing. There truly couldn't have been better comedic timing.

Summary: Langa takes Reki on a snowboarding trip! After a long day of teaching Reki the slopes (like, ropes? get it?), the two go back to their log cabin to unwind. Reki's a little upset he's not getting the hang of it as quickly as when he taught Langa how to skateboard, but Langa finds a way to cheer him up!

Semi-inspired by this adorable renga comic

Word Count: ~1.2K

Characters: lee!Langa, ler!Reki ❄️⚙️

“Argh! Itatataa…”

“Reki! Daijoubu??”

“Yeah…”

“Yokatta… I think that’s enough for today. Want to go back to the cabin? I can make you some hot chocolate.”

“Sure. Thanks, Langa.”

Langa offered his hand and Reki cautiously took it, doing his best to stabilize himself as he attempted to stand back up. It’s so much easier to get up after wiping out on a skateboard—the damn thing isn’t stuck on your feet! He almost made it up, when the snowboard suddenly slipped out from under him, dragging them both back down. Langa landed firmly on top of Reki, knocking the wind out of the latter.

Langa chuckled and rolled off of Reki onto the packed snow. Reki didn’t move for a minute or so, still trying to catch his breath.

“S-sorry…” Reki managed to say.

“Don’t worry about it. You clearly got the rough end of that fall. Here, lemme help you take that off.”

Langa sat up and crawled over to Reki’s feet and removed the snowboard. Langa offered his hand once more and Reki reluctantly took it, avoiding eye contact.

“C’mon, let’s head back. I’ll carry this for you.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Okay.”

Langa held the snowboard under his left arm and grabbed Reki’s left hand with his right. Reki was looking down at the snow, dejectedly. Langa gently pulled him along, back towards the cabin.

Once they arrived, Reki plopped himself down onto the couch and began taking off some of his heavier winter gear. Langa put the snowboard down, took off his boots and his jacket. Then, he went straight to the kitchen and started making some hot chocolate for Reki, just how he likes it.

After it was done, he went back to the living room to see a moping Reki. He sighed to himself, then walked over and placed the cute snowman mug full of hot chocolate on the coffee table in front of him.

“Here you go.”

“Thanks.”

Langa took a seat across from him. The two sat in silence for a couple minutes, Reki occasionally taking a sip.

“You did a great job out there,” Langa broke the silence. “Much improved from yesterday.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“You did! You only wiped out like twenty times instead of thirty!”

“I don’t need your sympathy. I know I suck.”

Langa paused. He never really knew what to do when Reki got like this.

“You don’t suck.”

“I do.”

“You really don—”

“Just drop it, okay? I don’t want to hear it.” Reki finally looked up just in time to see Langa’s countenance change from encouraging to mildly hurt. Oops.

“O-oh, I mean, I didn’t mean to—”

“It’s fine. I get it.”

Now it was Reki’s turn to panic. Overwhelmed with emotion, he stood up and said, “I. Just give me a minute. I’m gonna go change.”

“Okay.”

Reki went to leave, came to a halt about halfway to the bedroom, turned back around, and went back to pick up his hot chocolate. Langa saw the mug disappear out of the corner of his eye. He smiled.

A few minutes later, Langa knocked on the bedroom door.

“Can I come in?”

“Yeah.”

Langa gingerly entered the bedroom. He saw Reki sitting on the bed in sweats, scrolling on his phone. Langa walked over and sat down next to him. Reki glanced in his direction, but that was all.

Langa started again, “You know, learning to skateboard after already knowing how to snowboard is like learning to drive a car after already knowing how to drive a semi truck. This is much more difficult.”

“Really?” Reki looked up from his phone in Langa’s direction.

“Yeah. Turning a snowboard requires very specific muscle control. It’s not intuitive at all.”

“That makes sense. I just thought I’d be able to get the hang of it faster. I guess it’s a lot harder than I thought.”

“Don’t beat yourself up,” Langa said, gently nudging Reki’s side with his elbow.

“EEK!” Reki squeaked, dropping his phone onto the bed.

“Oh! I’m sorry! Did I hit a bruise or something?”

“N-no, s’not that.” Reki looked away again.

“Hey! Stop doing that. I want to see your pretty eyes.” Langa grabbed Reki’s chin and pulled it towards him. Said pretty eyes widened in surprise.

“So what’s up?”

“It’s nothing,” Reki pouted.

Langa laughed. “You’re adorable, you know. Even when you’re repeatedly face planting in the snow.”

“L-Langa!”

“I’ve been so much happier after meeting you. You’re just the light I needed in my life.” Langa continued, still squishing Reki’s now bright red cheeks in his hand.

“Hah? Where is this coming from??”

“Just thinking out loud. Being around you is like having a little sun in my pocket. You’re so important to me. I, I lov—”

“STOP! P-please stop, I can’t take this,” Reki covered his eyes with his forearm.

“What did I just say about hiding your beautiful amber eyes from me!?”

Reki lowered his arm and began frantically looking around anywhere but Langa’s gaze. “I’m sorry!! I’m sorry, you were just looking at me so, so…!”

Langa interrupted him with a chaste kiss. He let go of his cheeks.

Reki gaped at him. Reki.exe has stopped working.

“Reki? Reki??” Langa waved his hand in front of Reki’s face. No reaction. He shook his shoulders gently. Reki blinked, closed his mouth, and shook his head.

“Wha… did you… did you just…?”

“Y-yeah, I hope that was okahAHAHAHAY!!”

Reki suddenly pounced, digging his fingers into Langa’s sides.

“Ahahahahaha! Reheheheki!! Whyhyhy!?”

Reki was blushing like mad. “You can’t just do that out of nowhere!!”

“Wh-why are you—AHAhahahaha nohohooo!”

Reki was digging into Langa’s tummy now. He quickly realized this was not helping his blush go down. Since when was Langa this ticklish?

“R-Reheheki! Pleheheeease wHA *snort* HAHAHA *snort* NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!”

Reki had begun drilling his thumbs into Langa’s hip bones.

“I-I’ve never heard you snort before!”

“Shuhuhut AHAha uhUHUP! S-stahahahahap!” Langa was blushing now, too.

“Where else are you ticklish? Here?” Reki squeezed the tops of Langa’s thighs experimentally.

“OHO MY GOHOHOHOD! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOO! NonONONO NOT THAHAAAAA!!”

Langa practically screeched as Reki reached the spot right above his knees. Reki reddened impossibly deeper at that. He let up.

“A-are you alright?”

“Yeheheeyeaha. Th-that’s just a really bad spot.”

“Are there worse!?”

Langa covered his face with his hands.

“There are??”

“Mahaybe…”

Seizing the opportunity, Reki reached up into Langa’s underarms.

“AAAAAAAAAHHAHAHA WAITWAITWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT!!!”

“No way, did I actually find it?”

“YEHEHEHEHEHEHES!! REHEHEKI PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!” Langa screamed, yanking his arms back down in an attempt to protect himself. This, of course, revealed his bright pink face and tear stained cheeks.

Reki continued for a little while longer until Langa began pounding the bed with his fist, his laughter going silent. Langa laid there panting with his eyes closed. Reki leaned down and kissed him back.

Langa’s eyes shot back open, just in time to see Reki beaming down at him. Langa smiled back.

“...Sorry for making you worried earlier.” Reki said.

“Oh, don’t worry about it. I’m just glad you’re okay now.”

Reki reached out his hand, which Langa gratefully took. He flung himself back up and wrapped his arms around Reki.

“I love you.”

“I… I love you too.”

#reki kyan #langa hasegawa #lee!langa #ler!reki #renga #snowgear #sk8 #sk8 the infinity #squealing santa 2k22 #tickling #tickle fic #princess scrawlings #snowboarding #hurt/comfort #first kiss #love confessions #definitely didn't name it after the 2014 disney channel original movie #that would be craaazy

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the-kings-of-games · 2 years ago

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For the ask game: Crow Hogan!

@shitpostingkats YAAAAAAAAAAS

How I feel about this character: I LOVE HIM. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. He's my baby and my big brother at the same time, lmao, and I just want to [REDACTED] and [REDACTED] and [REDACTED] and kiss him. I saw him for the first time, and I died because I LOVE redheads with happy-go-lucky attitudes!!! He hits all the spots. 😩😩😩😩 (Shout out to Lavi, Reki, and Kagami (outlier but still a redhead)!) And if you don't know yet, I love baby brother characters, and Crow is the youngest of three in their makeshift family. 🥺🥺🥺🥺 So cuuuuuuuuute!!!!

As one of the biggest Crow Hogan fans on this site, it hurts when people tell, "Who's Crow Hogan?" You guys, please, just finish S1—meet Crow and fall in love. QAQ Like, he's so cute and funny and punk. He's perfect. And so are his Blackwings and Black-Winged Dragon!! (I own almost all of them. 👀) I love him so much, my mostest favorite in all of YGO—that's amazing.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Jack and Yūsei! (KIZUNASHIPPING FOR THE WIN!!), Bruno, Akiza, Brave

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Trudge—he became the family friend somehow, lmaolololol.

Jack & Yūsei—you know, typical shenanigans.

And oh, Akiza—they hangout after Akiza get out of school often. u_u Their favorite place to hit up is Cafe Vameowlla owned by a gay older woman who FINALLY found a date. (My fanon goes DEEP.)

My unpopular opinion about this character: I instantly don't trust interpretations of Crow if he is called the dad friend or any semblance of the dad in the group. ^^; I think it's too much of a generalization, and the term is just thrown around to any dude character who takes care of kids. Honestly, with his age and role as the youngest of three, he's more of a brother figure. He didn't adopt kids—he took take of them because that's just the kind of person he is. His nestlings are, like, 10 or 8, if they were his kids by blood, he would've been only 8 himself when he had them. Like, that's a big responsibility to put on someone who's just a kid himself.

Being the dad friend is really a curse and does such a disservice to Crow as a character because that's what most people just default him to, but like, the guy was going to though hands at a bitter old man and then went, Well, you're our dad now. Didn't even ask permission, just said he wanted it and he got it, like a brat. The instant he sees Jack, it's fight on sight, even when it's the inside of a jail. Crow is innately violent because it's instinct; he's not the calmest one, even when he's thinking of others—in the tag duel against Sherry, Akiza is the one who got him to think clearly. He does what he does firstly to survive, which includes being frugal and bitchy about money and taking care of kids who can't protect themselves. It's okay for a character to be flat but only when it comes to their chest!!

If anyone is the designated dad of the group, it's Jack Atlas of all people. 😩 Did anyone expect him to be the one who takes care of the twins?? I didn't, and it was so cute of him! Jack, with all his flaws and personality issues, holds a lot of responsibility of what he is and what people see him as, and I whollfully believe that put in a position of responsibility, he is capable of being mature.

In my opinion, this whole "Crow is dad friend" serves only to restrict Crow as a character, and that's why I think a lot of people don't actively like him. People like him (for good reasons), but compared to Yūsei and Jack, it isn't for any reasons that striking, which is a shame. Because he's also an orphan, raised by the same woman. He was also in Team Satisfaction, from the start to its bitter end. He left first, but he came back because he doesn't abandon his friends.

Honestly, I think Crow knows he was never going to be what Yūsei and Jack are to each other. It's Jack and Yūsei, not Jack and Yūsei and Crow. They're two sides of the same coin; tricycles aren't exactly cool. He's the last of the Signers, gaining a symbol that already belonged to someone else. He gets scraps, but what can he do but just accept that and go on his own path. But still, not having his brothers in his life was odd—it's like missing an arm. You get used to it, but nothing is exactly the same as it was before. He feels abandoned, he feels left behind, he feels forgettable. (Kid brother issues, you know.) Still, he pushes himself forward. He misses his family, but he knows he can't let it hold him back. He's happy when Jack and Yūsei come home. People don't say Jack and Yūsei and Crow, but there they are again, being idiots and starting fights over coffee and budget.

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon: At some point, he, Akiza, and Luna should have girls days out. u_u He can definitely be taught the joy of going to the mall and going to cute cafes. (Idc what anyone has to say, I enjoy going to the mall, lmao.)

Oh, the context is that Crow is he/him dfab, so once Jack and Yūsei are home now, feels comfortable wearing skirts and dresses.

Send me an ask! 👀 I've watched all the series.

#yugioh #flame muses #flame replies #yugioh 5ds #crow hogan #ygo

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wipcreamontop · 4 months ago

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Danger Notes Challenge 8/?

Enjoy as I challenge myself to stretch my writing muscles by writing for at least five minutes nonstop under threat of starting the fic over

Fic 8: The latest Matchablossom au living in my brain

M/M Sk8 the infinity 1570 words

As the sun went down, Kojiro went to grab a bottle of wine and two glasses. Sia la Luce was closing for the night, and nobody else would be visiting. At least, Kojiro knew who he was waiting for probably wouldn’t come. But he couldn’t let go - he made a promise, after all.

This is your home, no matter what happens. Fight your ass off, and come back.

After setting the wine on ice, he retreated to the kitchen to finish closing. It was only thanks to the automatic doorbell that he installed was he able to focus in closing every night. His employees could confirm how distracted he used to be, after he left. Hiromi had practically forced him to buy the doorbell. Kojiro couldn’t help it. He wouldn’t believe Kaoru was dead until he saw the corpse himself, though it was entirely possible he’d never see it even if Kaoru did die.

Vivid in his memory was the last week the two had been living together. Kaoru was jumping out of his own skin, and that raised some serious red flags for Kojiro. The man was stubborn about elaborating what was bothering him. It took a complete mental breakdown to finally let the secret out. Turns out, Kaoru has been forced to join a crime organization to survive as a young adult, whose parents cut him off after graduating high school. It was just one little incident, and he was sucked in to the spiral. Luck had gotten him out, and Okinawa had served as a safe blind spot for him to recoup and rebuild some semblance of a life.

But Kojiro could tell something had gone very wrong for the other man at some point in life pretty quickly after the two of them had met at S. It was in the way he never showed any ambitions for the future, never talked about his likes and dislikes. He never even guaranteed he would come every week. Getting answers took ages, and the more answers he got, the more he fell for the other man. Hearing how his parents treated him, disapproving of essentially every life decision Kaoru made, trying to force him to take over the family business so the family could maintain its wealth, it made Kojiro’s blood boil. The worst part was he didn’t even know he was missing the biggest part of the story until long into their relationship, until it was too late. Kojiro didn’t even get to make a proper proposal, just enough to briefly exchange rings and promise to do it properly one day.

Keep this ring safe for me, and give it to me again, when this is over. They can’t know.

Kojiro himself was doing just fine. Sia la Luce was doing well, and he had a small crew of wonderful employees that he adored, including some rowdy teens he met at S who insisted they wanted to help. By all accounts, things were going how he had hoped. Many had said he should just move on with life already, and stop banking on a lost cause. After all, he had everything else going for him, why not find someone new?

But it never worked. As lovely as all the people he met and went on dates with, he couldn’t see himself being with any of them. None of them were Kaoru, and Kojiro couldn’t put anyone through dating him when he clearly still had feelings he couldn’t resolve. He may have done his fair share of dabbling with other people, but he wasn’t about to fake it and hurt someone. Hiromi shed tears when Kojiro came to that conclusion. The big softie was a romantic, after all.

Thus, life seemed to move on, unchanging. Sure, he still went to S, his family still checked in on the family business, he had no shortage of things happening around him, but at the end of the day, he could only imagine telling Kaoru about all of it. That he would set those wine glasses down, and Kaoru would be there, demanding to be served. They’d both yell at Reki and Langa to go home. The two of them would bicker, as they always did, until the bottle was empty. Until Kaoru finally relaxed, and Kojiro could truly take in how beautiful he was. He would give anything to see his face, to hold him, just one more time. Just to make sure Kaoru knew how much he loved him, even now.

But all he could do was set out those wine glasses and hope.

He didn’t know what was worse, living like this forever, or finally learning of his death, and being forced to move on. The clink of dishes was not enough to distract him. Seeing himself reflected in the plate, he paused. The light in his eyes was dim. He dunked the plate back in the soapy water, in denial of his reality. His knuckles quickly went raw from the excess force he used to scrub. The pain was a welcome distraction.

A stack of plates was still left to send through the dishwasher when Kojiro thought he heard the doorbell. The dishwasher had been loud enough that he wasn’t sure he actually heard it. He kept washing dishes, not wanting his hopes to get too high. And then he heard it again. And again. Slowly, he left the kitchen, attempting to keep his heart from pounding too hard. He could hear the bell more clearly as he headed towards the entrance.

It has to be Hiromi. Nobody else would come here at this hour. It can’t be him, it won’t be him.

His heart strained against his brain, trying to take control as he called a response. Every step seemed to shake his whole body. The floorboards complained as he crossed the dining room. Steadying himself, he opened the front door.

“I’m sorry, but we’re closed-“

“About damn time you let me in, it’s freezing out here!”

Kojiro looked up and froze. Lit by the moonlight in front of him was Kaoru. A battered, scarred, deeply exhausted Kaoru. His Kaoru. Who had to push him out of the way so he could come in and close the door behind them.

“Kaoru,” he could feel his voice waver as Kaoru turned to face him.

“It’s done. They’re gone,”

Kojiro noticed how empty his right sleeve was. “Your arm,”

“I’m lucky that’s all it cost me,”

“Guess you’ll have to learn to do calligraphy with your left hand,”

Kaoru shrugged. “I’ll have time,”

A lump came up his throat. He slowly reached out and felt Kaoru’s cheek. “You’re really back,”

Kaoru piled his own hands on too, tears in his eyes. “I am,”

All the tears from the past few years released all at once. Kojiro embraced Kaoru as tight as he possibly could. They were home, safe, together. Neither could stop the tears or the shaking, and they ended up on their knees together, weak from emotions. He soaked in Kaoru’s smell once more. It was different than it used to be, but it was still undeniably him. He finally released Kaoru, wiping the man’s tears as he did.

“Welcome home,”

Kaoru nodded, using his own sleeve to wipe any remaining tears. It was then the Kojiro remembered the lump he always had in his pockets somewhere. When Kaoru finally rid his face of tears, he was faced with a ring being presented to him.

“Kaoru, it’s time I gave this back to you. I’ll ask properly this time: I’d be honored if you would marry me and be my husband. Will you?”

“You really waited, like you promised,”

“Hiromi did make me try a few dates, but it never felt right. I knew deep in my heart that I wouldn’t ever be able to love anyone how I love you, and I hope you know how much I mean that,”

Words failed Kaoru, as he nodded and offered his hand. Kojiro quickly grabbed his matching ring from the box, allowing Kaoru to put it on his hand. They exchanged salty kisses, starved for the taste of one another. Neither could tell how long they stayed together on that floor. All they knew was that they would never leave each other’s side again.

They were the rudely interrupted by Kaoru’s stomach.

Kojiro laughed. “Come on, princess, I’ll make some carbonara for you,”

“I hope you’ve improved your recipe,” Kaoru took the hand offered to him.

“My carbonara has always been perfect, I don’t know what you’re talking about, your highness,”

Kaoru took a seat and helped himself to the wine as Kojiro disappeared into the kitchen. The smell of Sia la Luce calmed him, and he felt alive again. He was finally where he belonged.

Kojiro emerged with two plates of carbonara only to find Kaoru fast asleep at the bar, a look of peace on his face. Everything must have caught up with him at once. Setting the plates down, he stole a quick picture with his phone. They had plenty of tomorrows ahead of them, and Kojiro would treasure every one of them

#danger notes challenge #sk8 #skate the infinity #sk8 the infinity #matchablossom #sakurayashiki kaoru #sk8 cherry #cherry sk8 #joe sk8 #sk8 joe #nanjo kojiro #sk8 fanfic #fanfic

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rek1s-headband · 4 years ago

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Break up prank on the sk8 boys

➯ Characters: Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa, Cherry, Joe, Miya and Shadow x gn reader

➯ Warnings: none, just some angst to fluff. Enjoy!

Reki:

He thought it was a joke at first

Like you, he watched his fair share of videos, and had seen the trend going around already

But you weren’t discouraged, you were going to try and make him believe it no matter what

He laughed it off the first time, but after you simply gave him a puzzled look and a “huh?”, he felt his heart pick up significantly. Maybe you weren’t joking??

Instantly he was running back in his mind where he could’ve possibly gone wrong, where he could’ve messed up so badly that you felt the need to leave?

After his nervous laugh died down, he went deadly silent

“You’re serious?”

You were starting to feel awful, like maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all, but you decided to persist

When you nodded your head slowly, you could’ve died when you saw how quickly his face dropped

Even though he had a small smile on his face, you could see the tears pooling at the corners of his eyes. He was running a shaky hand through his hair, and when you were ready to take him into your arms, to tell him you were only kidding, he wouldn’t let you get a word in edgeways

A flood of questions was suddenly leaving his moth, all his unvoiced questions coming out in one go. He was holding your hand now in an almost death grip, asking you why you were unhappy, why you wanted to leave

Why he wasn’t good enough for you

That’s all you needed before you were pulling him into your arms, sobbing yourself. This shut him up, he was completely speechless as your tears pooled on his shoulder, telling him you were so sorry, that you were only joking. You just wanted to see him get a little panicky, you never expected the outcome to look like this

As soon as the words left your mouth you saw his shoulders visibly drop, pulling you impossibly closer as he let the last of his tears out. He chuckled shakily, running a hand up your back.

“I thought I lost you for a second there”

That was when you pulled your head out of his shoulder, grabbing his face between your hands and pulling him closer to you. Eyes wide, he simply watched as you declared he could never lose you, that you weren’t going anywhere. You were stuck to him like glue, whether he likes it or not

He gave you one last relieved smile, before he was pulling you close again for a desperate kiss. He kissed you like it was the last time he ever would, because now that he’d thought he lost you, he was never going to take anything about you for granted again

Langa:

Was fully convinced you were serious right off the bat

Right as the words “I think we should break up” were leaving your lips, his brain was doing overtime trying to figure put how he hadn’t realised how unhappy you were. Sure, he was kind of bad at reading emotions, but surely he wasn’t so terrible he couldn’t figure out how his own s/o was feeling?

Was he really as bad at communication as people told him he was?

You instantly regretted your decision as you watched his mouth hang open, saw his eyes scrunch slightly as he wrung his hands quietly at his sides

He nodded, and you couldn’t seem to swallow the lump in your throat as your eyes locked on the small tear rolling down his cheek, which he quickly wiped away with a small smile

“If thats what will make you happy”

You couldn’t seem to collect your thoughts as you watched him step closer to you, dropping his head to your level as he grabbed your hand. It was soft, as if he didn’t want to hurt you any more than he thought he had. He stumbled over his words, trying to find the right ones to say. Eventually he just took a deep breath, and looked into your eyes

“Were you really that unhappy?” Your heart broke when you heard the crack in his voice towards the end. “How did I not notice how sad you were?” Tears were falling down his face again and he didn’t even bother wiping them away this time. Suddenly you were shooting forward, grabbing his shoulders as you began to cry

“You’ve never made me unhappy Langa, not once.” You saw his wide eyes stare at you, not even attempting to reply as he watched you continue. “It was a joke, Langa. I wanted to see how you’d react, I didn’t think you’d take it this seriously. Did you really think you made me unhappy? Ive never been happier than when I’m with you-“ you barely got to finish before he was wrapping you in his arms, his grip vicelike. His face was digging into your shoulder, clinging to you as if you’d disappear any second.

His breath was ragged and shaky as he pulled you even closer, making sure there was absolutely no room for you to escape. You ran your hand through his hair in an attempt to calm him down as he slowly emerged from your shoulder

With a small chuckle, he rubbed the side of your face with his hand, letting his head drop slightly as he let out a sigh of relief

“I really thought I was ignoring my own s/o’s feelings.” You laughed, pulling him into another hug

“If I’m ever upset, I’ll let you know. Just know it wont be for quite a while” you grinned, grabbing his collar to pull him into a kiss. It was sweet, and gentle, and you felt all your previous problems melt away as Langa pulled you closer, smiling into the kiss

Cherry:

You and Kaoru rarely fought, and when you did it was over minor things that were reconciled within a day. So when you were sitting him down, asking if he’d be okay with breaking up, the only thing he could feel was complete confusion.

What happened? You’d always been so happy, never expressing much discontent. And besides, whenever you did it was resolved as soon as possible. What was so different today?

What was making you so unhappy that you felt the relationship was beyond saving?

Or worse, what outside your relationship was making you happier than him?

He kept these thoughts to himself, coughing quietly to try and open up his throat that seemed to be impossibly tight at that moment. He held your hand, stroking it softly and nodding before looking up at you

“Why the sudden change of heart, hm?”

The small smile on Kaoru’s face that was slowly diminishing by the second made you want to melt into the ground. Even when you were asking him to leave, he was still so caring, still so loving. You could only watch, feeling your heart break as he looked at you, his eyes glassy as he quickly plastered the fakest smile you’ve ever seen onto his face

“Well, if you’re unhappy when you’re with me, surely we shouldn’t be together.” He let out a small, breathy laugh that was almost missed by you, if you hadn’t been watching him with such avid horror. “I dont know why you feel you aren’t happy anymore, sweetheart, but I’m glad you realised what you want.” You watched him stand without a word, as you slowly realised that this is real.

He thinks this is real

That was all you needed before you were leaping off the couch, practically turning it over with the force you’d pushed off it. You were shouting his name, grabbing him by the arm and absolutely dragging him to face you. With the sudden turn and shock, you both ended up on the floor as you began to babble, words pouring out of your mouth and tears streaming from your eyes

“Kaoru, of course I’m not unhappy, you always know just how to make me happy, I could never leave you!” You were jumping on top of him, wrapping your arms around his neck as he sat up, a hand on your back and the other pulling your hair back from your face, trying to find any trace of a lie on your face

“Are you serous? It was all...” he was speechless. He didn’t realise you would even pull something like that, much less go so far with it

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” you sobbed. “I never meant for it to go this far. I just wanted to see you get a little worked up, pull a funny prank, nothing else, i prom-“ you were cut off when Kaoru pushed his lips onto yours, breath shaky as he ran his hand through your hair, as if you were going to disappear any second and he was making sure you were still there

When you finally pulled away, he pressed his forehead to yours, letting out a small laugh

“Don’t ever pull that shit again”

Joe:

When you first brought it up with him, he felt his heart drop into his stomach. Surely you weren’t serious, right?

He kept a smile quirked on his lips, a questioning look in his eyes. Still, you kept a face of steel, as if challenging him to ask if you were joking

As worried as he was, he wasn’t sure you were being serious. Something about it wasn’t..genuine? You looked too straight-faced, your expression staying neutral the whole time as if to not give something away. He was certain he hadn’t done enough to make you this delighted about breaking up, so why were you so unaffected?

The cogs were turning in his brain, all arrows pointing towards one of two directions: either he was a massive dick, or it was a prank

Oh. A prank

Of course, he wasn’t certain, but it would certainly explain quite a bit

So he decided on a plan. It wasn’t exactly the nicest thing to do, but if it was a prank, it was a nice way for him to get you back for the little skit you pulled. And if it wasn’t a prank, well, maybe it’ll take the sting away a little

His mouth quickly dropped to a frown, ready to put his plan into action. “Oh yeah? Well, thats a bit of a relief.” He had to try hard to hide his grin when he saw your eyebrows furrow, saw the frown begin to spread across your face. So maybe it was a prank. You could only watch as he continued his speech

“You see, I’ve been thinking about ending things for a while now. There was a girl at S I met a few weeks back, and man, you should’ve seen the eyes she’s been giving me. Anyways, I’ve taken a real liking to her, and Ive been thinking about giving things with her a shot. Of course, now it shouldn’t be a bother, right?”

When he saw your face contort from confusion to anger, he knew he’d fucked up severely. Suddenly you were getting up close to his face, prank forgotten, poking him in the chest as you began to shout

“Are you serious!? After all we’ve been through together, you’re just gonna leave me for some bitch you met a few weeks ago??” You were fuming at this point, while Joe watched you with with a look of mock confusion

“What’s your problem? You were the one who wanted to “break up”, right?” Something about the way he said ‘break up’ made you freeze, looking up at him as you watched a grin begin to form on Joe’s face. That bastard

“You...you asshole!” You were lost for words. He knew this whole time? And instead of enlightening you, he decided to play along? You watched with a blank expression as Joe laughed, pulling you into a hug

“I knew it” he let out a loud laugh, but it almost seemed forced. You pulled away, and when you tried to look at him his eyes seemed to be everywhere but you. You grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look at you

“You didn’t think id actually want to break up, did you?” When he simply frowned, pulling his eyes away again you cooed, pulling him into your chest as you stroked his hair, feeling his arms slowly wrap around your waist and hold you close

It’s safe to say the two of you stayed like that for quite a while

Shadow:

When you asked him to break up as a joke, you simply wanted to see if you could piss him off. Hiromi was prone to getting mad at the smallest things, cursing up a storm when he did something as small as mess up his makeup

So when you saw his face break, felt him shrink in on himself as he asked you why, what had he done that made you want to leave, your face was frozen with shock

Now this was completely new. Of course, you knew Hiromi wasn’t just some big angry man, but you didn’t think he’d get this worked up

Brows furrowed, he brought a hand to his forehead as he let out a long breath

“What happened?” Those two words held so much emotion it almost made you break. You didn’t realise how much this would affect him, just how upset it would make him. But here he was, an emotional wreck as he wiped an almost-tear away from the edge of his eye

But soon after, he was stepping close to you, grabbing your hand and looking at you with all the sincerity in the world

“Please, give me another chance. I dont know what I did, but I do know we can fix it. I know we can, please y/n. I cant lose you”

His heartfelt speech was all you needed for the tears to slowly fall from your eyes, Hiromi looking at you with a look of concern, and confusion. You were stepping into his arms, crying silently as he hesitantly put his arms around you, not quite sure what to do. So was that a yes?

You picked your head off his shoulder, not moving from his arms

“Oh, Hiromi” he looked down at you, concern washing over his face once more. “It was only a prank, I’m so sorry.”

Now he wasn’t just upset, but relieved. A bit of anger was in there somewhere, but that could be overlooked for now. He let out a loud laugh, hugging you so tightly you could’ve sworn you felt at least 3 of your ribs break

“And what made you think that was a funny thing to do?” His voice was dripping with sarcasm, not letting you out of his death grip. You simply shrugged, burying yourself deeper into his chest. He smiled, his knees practically buckling after the whole ordeal

He held you at arms length, a frown on his face. You felt a twinge of panic, maybe he wouldn’t forgive you?

This thought was quickly forgotten when he barked out a loud laugh. He dropped his face to your level, putting his hands on your shoulders

“Pull something like that again, and I swear you’ll give me a heart attack”

Miya:

Miya has never been one for properly expressing his emotions, so when you walked up to him one day and asked him to break up, he simply frowned. He didn’t let it on, but his world was very quickly caving in around him

Keeping a neutral expression, he sighed and nodded his head. He didn’t trust himself to speak right now

When you gave him a confused look from his lack of a verbal response, he really had to try to not walk out of that room there and then. You break up with him, and then expect him to just take it and walk away with a smile??

When you continued to look at him expectantly, he just let out a breath, turning away from you. “Fine. Whatever. If thats really what you want then so be it” he was kicking himself for being so blunt, but what other choice did he have? He couldn’t think, his lungs felt too small, too cramped

And now you were going to leave just like everyone else had

You tried to put your hand on his shoulder, calling his name quietly. He simply shrugged you off, dipping his head so you wouldn’t see the tears that were quickly collecting in his eyes. You’d just dumped him, the last thing he needed was you seeing him cry. You didn’t give up, asking him why he wouldn’t just look at you. Still not facing you, he attempted to talk again

“What more is there to discuss? You want to leave, so go. I’m not going to stop you if its what you want.” The crack in his voice at the end of his sentence broke your heart, and you were quickly turning him around, with more force this time, so he was forced to look you in the eyes

“Do you really think I’d leave that easily? It was a prank, you dumbass.” His head was buzzing with thoughts, why the hell would you do that? So you dont actually want to leave? You’re still gonna stay with him? You-

His thoughts were interrupted by you flicking his forehead. His hands flew to his head, letting out a cry. First you pretend to dump him, and now you have the audacity to flick him?

However, it did serve its purpose of pulling him out of his thoughts, and you were quickly pulling him into a hug while you stroked his hair. Before long you felt your shoulder grow wet with tears, the occasional sniffle leaving him. You laughed, holding him close as you tilted his chin to look at you

“I’m not going anywhere, as much as you might like me to. You’re stuck with me for a while longer, Miya Chinen.” He looked away from you, clicking his teeth

“Shut up..” he was mumbling, but there was so mistaking how hard he was gripping your clothes, as if you might try to leave again. But like you said, you weren’t going anywhere for quite some time

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tommybaholland · 3 years ago

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Hello again, I hope you are well, apologies for not writing sooner to say thank you for Sk8 Boys first kiss headcanons. I'm glad you enjoyed writing them as much as I enjoyed reading them. I feel bad wanting to ask for more especially when it looks like your writing slots are looking so full. I was hoping to ask for some Reki dating headcanons if possible (he deserves more love). Sorry for rambling! Anyway, I hope you have a nice day or night when you see this and stay safe ^o^

dating him would include...

featuring: reki

hi again, glad to hear that you enjoyed reading it! don’t feel bad, i try to push them out as they come in so it’s almost like the inbox is never full :) thanks again for reading and enjoy. x

one word to describe this relationship: wholesome

he is literally the cutest, sweetest, nicest boy who wants to show you how crazy he is for you...and skating

it took him MONTHS to work up the courage to ask you out after pining over and daydreaming about you all the time, so much so that miya and shadow would tease him regularly about it

so it was more like he wanted to prove to them that he could at least talk to you but it had also been a long time coming so he felt he just had to put on the big boy pants and do it

he tried to act cool and confident but he was actually really nervous, embarrassed when he couldn’t get the words out and was stuttering all over the place

you laughed a little but not in a demeaning way but in a way that made him feel more relieved because he was honestly a little intimidated by you

thankfully, you said yes to hanging out with him and he almost thought it was a dream (more like a dream come true)

your first date was a typical dinner date that was at a restaurant that was not owned by joe, not a fast food joint, and decently priced so that you could get whatever you wanted

he tried to dress as appropriately as he could and was stressed about his hair looking too messy, eventually deciding to leave his signature headband at home

funnily enough, it was the first thing you noticed when you saw him, commenting that you had never seen him without it

“haha y-yeah. i left it at home, figured it wasn’t something i should wear to a first date”

then you say something that almost makes his head explode, that you’ll look forward to seeing it for the second date

it was interesting because he saw you start to get nervous which is something he didn’t really expect but it was comforting

the date went well, he paid and walked you home, opting for a hug to end the night instead of a kiss

your first kiss didn’t come until after your second date when he took you to S for the first time, underneath the moonlight at the skatepark (he did not sleep one minute after that, too hyped up and overjoyed)

being in a relationship with him is fairly easy, it’s like being best friends except with kissing and cuddling and holding hands

speaking of cuddling, he is an absolute cuddle bug. he is a very affectionate person and just likes to be near you or touching you in some way, not caring if he comes off as clingy or needy

you guys have secret handshakes and signals for certain gestures, like poking your left cheek means, ‘you’re cute’

he loves when you come to S with him whether it’s to watch him skate or to just hang out with his other friends

he’s met your friends too. he is that boyfriend that tags along with you and your friends but they all love him

he hates being apart from you when he has to work or vice versa but he knows it’s good for you to be separated for a bit so he can look forward to seeing you again

he would try to teach you to skate if you don’t already know how but he can be protective and even though you want to try doing it on your own he still worries about you getting hurt and hates seeing you hurt

you’ve had a few minor injuries but he always make sure to bring extra bandaids and first aid stuff for you because contrary to the above, one nice thing about you getting injured is him getting to take care of you and ‘kissing it better’

although he is generally very loving and caring and tries his very best to be a good boyfriend, he has his own flaws

he’s a very pouty boy and will sulk if he doesn’t get what he wants right away, also known to whine a lot if he’s really feeling desperate. if you’re withholding kisses or any sort of love for some reason, it’s over for you

there are also times where he feels jealous over you because of other people and can let his insecurities get the best of himself

you’ve taught him to love himself more and he does but sometimes he feels a certain way and can’t explain it. he finds it embarrassing to talk about it because he really has no reason to feel that way as you’re dating him so it doesn’t matter that much

you just try to do your part and listen to him and make him some tea when he’s feeling down about something which he appreciates so much

after all his grief has passed, he realizes he has nothing to worry about with you and hopes that you’ll be together for as long as possible

he doesn’t want to lovebomb you or promise you a happy future with him but he tries to make his time with you count, leading him to be the first one to say ‘i love you’

overall, you feel safe with him and know that he has nothing but pure intentions for your relationship<3

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ecliptsukki · 4 years ago

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his delinquent phase ❧ kaoru sakurayashiki // cherry blossom

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➣ genre: fluff

➣ warnings: adam’s existence

➣ request: can i request a one shot where you’re cherrys s/o and like childhood best friends with joe and cherry and adam and you’re gushing over cherrys old bad boy look with piercings and everuthing and cherry one day goes to S with his piercings and hair the same way as before just to see you fawn over him skjfks

➣ a/n: this took me three times to type up because the first two times i did it, tumblr thought it would be funny to delete it. i’m not sure if i love how this came out, but it’s still better than my original plan. hopefully this was correct to what the anon requested. enjoy!

ps: i’m also going to be going on a trip for four days tomorrow, so i’m not sure if i’ll be able to post. i’ll definitely try to start working on my other requests!

You had known Joe, Cherry, and Adam ever since the four of you were in high school. Out of the three, you had met Joe, first, not soon before you met Cherry.

You were walking down the eventful streets of Okinawa, admiring the sights and getting accustomed with the area. You had moved to the city not too long ago and already were growing attached to the place. In your defense, the city was your perfect and desired location to live in.

A gentle breeze blew through your hair, rustling the leaves of the green trees. You sighed at the feeling of the cool breeze tickling your warm skin. Not long after that breeze had gone, another, harsher breeze blew past you. You flinched at the abnormally sharp wind, snapping your head to the side, in its direction. You were met with honey red eyes and short, green locks, swaying.

The male slips past you, stopping abruptly.

“Sorry about that,” he smiled, embarrassed, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

You were in awe, seeing what the boy was standing on, and on alert because you had always been taught to be cautious around strangers, especially when you were walking alone.

“Um, no. I’m alright, just shocked,” you shrugged, replying quietly.

Another harsh, but gentler than before, wind blows past you, revealing a pink-haired male. He had three piercings on his ear and one on his lip. Half of the boy’s face was hidden by his long bangs, allowing your focus to lock on his golden eye.

“Watch where you’re going,” he snaps at his green-haired friend. “Sorry about him,” he apologizes, giving you a polite smile.

All the sirens were going off in your head.

He has so many piercings! Is he a delinquent? Are both of them delinquents? If they are, I can’t fight them off on my own. What do I do?

“I’m Kaoru,” the bubblegum-haired male suddenly said, “This is Kojiro.”

Kojiro nodded at you, an embarrassed blush still grazing his cheeks.

“Hey, aren’t you the new kid?” Kaoru asked, finding your puzzlingly familiar.

“Oh, that’s why I felt like I’ve met you before,” Kojiro spoke up, nodding his head when he realized who you were.

Awkwardly, you shyly respond, “Sorry, I can’t seem to remember seeing you guys at school. Are you in my class?”

Until dusk, the three of you talked, getting to know the each of you better. You were also able to befriend the boys you were so afraid of, becoming your first two friends in the city.

You met Adam in the dark of night, beside Cherry and Joe.

They had brought you along, one night, wanting to skate with you. You already knew the basics of skating, nothing more, nothing less. Therefore, as your closest, and only, friends, they wanted to get further acquainted with you in something they loved.

“Who’s the sweet cheeks?” His hoodie-covered eyes left an eerie pressure on you, causing goosebumps to emerge from your skin.

“This is our close friend, Y/N L/N,” Cherry spoke up.

“She goes to school with us, and we wanted to bring her skating. Mind her tagging along?” Joe asks his hooded friend.

“Not at all, just as long as she can keep up,” he spoke in a cocky tone.

The pretentious attitude the unnamed face had was irking you in the wrong way. He seemed too mysterious for your liking. A third of the boy’s face was hidden in the shadow of his hoodie, leaving you only able to see the blue tips of his hair and his structured nose.

He must’ve noticed your timid stare because he looks at you, under his hood, “Call me Adam.”

Cherry and Joe look at you expectingly.

“Just call me sweet cheeks, for now,” you reply, distantly, not ready to let your guard down just yet.

You hear your two friends sigh, chuckling to each other.

“Don’t worry, she’ll warm up to you, soon,” Cherry told Adam, “We know firsthand how she is with meeting new people.”

You blush, remembering your first encounter with the pair.

Thinking back, you still regret letting your walls down and accepting Adam as a friend. Not a day goes by that Adam doesn’t linger in your mind, as much as you’d hate to admit.

You despise that man with a passion. From your first interaction, you should’ve known that there was something off about the blue-haired male, but pondering on these frustrations now wouldn’t change anything. As much as you’d like to curse the man for hurting your friends’ and your feelings, you knew you had to move on.

You sat on the soft mattress of your shared bed, scrolling through old pictures stored on your phone. You saw pictures taken by Kaoru when you guys went on dates. Majority of the photos were candid, seeing as he always had told you that you were the “most photogenic woman” he had ever met.

You remember the day he had told you that. You also remember your laughed reply.

“Then you’ve got the whole world to explore, my love.”

Although, honestly, you thought Kaoru was quite the photogenic one himself. His gorgeous, sorted, pink hair matched with his golden eyes and perfect face never looked bad, not even at the crack of dawn or in the late of night.

Speaking of which, you scrolled upon a photograph of Kaoru sitting all pretty with his piercings on display. Those piercings brought back many memories, humorous and lustful.

Ironically, the thing that brought you fear before now brings you yearning.

Honestly, once you had befriended Kaoru and came to trust him, the piercings no longer frightened you but instead, fascinated you. Those metal hoops further increased your attraction to the ponytailed man, leading you to the relationship you were in now.

Obviously, Kojiro played a big role in setting the two of you up together because both of you were completely oblivious to the other’s feelings. It got to the point that Adam almost had to step in and wack some sense into the both of you.

Anyways, ever since Kaoru had started working in the calligraphy business, he removed his piercings to maintain a professional image. You detested the idea, but you also knew that it was the best for his business.

Now that you were looking back at photos of Kaoru as a teenager, you began to crave seeing him in those metal rings once more. You missed the “bad boy” look your boyfriend used to have, not that you didn’t appreciate how he looked now. It’s just that there’s a different vibe to his current and past aesthetics.

As you stalked through more pictures of teenage Kaoru, you were unaware of the very man you were thinking about watching you. He noticed the longing and craving in your gaze. Then, he caught a glimpse of what was being projected on your screen: it was him but in his teenage years.

Suddenly, everything clicked for Kaoru, and he had the perfect plan in mind.

Something was off. Usually your boyfriend would insist on bringing you to “S” himself but not today. If anything, he was urging you to go with Kojiro.

“He’s been your friend for the same amount of time as I. You should take this time to your advantage and catch up,” was Kaoru’s excuse.

First of all, catch up on what? It’s not like you haven’t talked to Kojiro in months. Actually, you talked to him a day ago, at “S.” Secondly, what’s up with the sudden lenience and weak excuses?

Joe, who was also in on the plan, tried to help his friend out, making a feeble attempt to lure you with free food.

“I can get free food from you whenever I want,” you replied, squinting suspiciously at your friend.

“Not with that attitude, you can’t.” That pulled a raised brow from you and a regret-filled face from the muscular man.

Though you weren’t fully convinced that nothing was off, you still left with Joe, caving into their terrible attempts of covering up whatever they were hiding from you.

You had arrived at “S” with Joe for about ten minutes now, but there was still no sightings of your beloved, Cherry. Joe caught glimpse of your searching eyes and reassured you that he would be coming, be it later than usual.

Reki, Langa, and Miya had made their way over to you, sparking up a conversation with you, making you forget about the missing presence of a specific male.

Miya was explaining the new training regiment and diet he was to use in order to advance his strength, leading you to worry for the small teenager. If he didn’t eat enough, it could become fatal to him. You didn’t understand why a child was being treated so harshly by his managers, forcing him to eat barely anything and train long hours of the day.

You were concernedly asking Miya if he was feeling alright and offered him an energy bar you carried around in case of emergencies, which he gratefully accepted, when you heard the cheers of fangirls behind you. Knowing they weren’t meant for Joe, you turned around to meet the golden eyes you’d fallen in love with.

This time, there was something different. His face wasn’t hidden by his mask. You could see the pale skin of his cheeks and the pink of his lips. Besides the absence of the black cloth, you noticed metallic rings decorating your boyfriend’s lip and ears. Also, his hair wasn’t whipping behind him, as per usual, but laid low, drifting in the wind.

For a hot moment, you had thought you had finally lost it, but when you blinked your eyes, looking at Miya then back to Cherry, you realized you were still sane and your boyfriend still looked like he aged back into his high school days.

“Is that Cherry?” Miya asked from beside you.

You nodded, speechless.

You heard someone let out a loud laugh beside you, “Since when did he have piercings?”

Ignoring the redhead’s outburst, you were mesmerized by the Cherry you had been obsessing over a couple days ago. It felt like one extravagant dream that you didn’t want to wake up from. In your defense, as he stepped of his skateboard, coming to embrace you, he looked straight out of a fantasy. His skin was practically glowing, and his hair gently floated perfectly onto his shoulders.

“Hello, darling,” he spoke in a sultry voice, placing a soft kiss to your forehead as he held you in his muscular arms.

“K-Kao—” you quickly realize your soon-to-be mistake and fix it, “Cherry.”

His eyes shrink as he laughs, endearingly, admiring the flustered and confused look you were portraying.

“Is this why you and Joe were being so weird earlier today?” You asked, cheek pressed against his slim, toned chest.

“Indeed, my love. What do you think? Definitely brings back some memories of the old days,” he lifts your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

“I love it. It’s perfect. You’re perfect,” you smile brightly, eyes lustrous. Pushing yourself up on your toes, you whisper into his ear, “You also look really hot.” You quickly pull away, turning a vibrant red.

“I think you broke her,” Joe told his friend, placing a heavy hand on the pink-nette’s shoulder.

After the supposed one occurrence surprise, you began to avidly ask him to wear his piercings, loving how attractive and domineering he looked in them. If he denied, you would ask him to, at least, tie his hair in the relaxed half up half down hairdo. He didn’t mind the different hairstyle as much as he did the piercings so it became a normal look for him. The only times he would willingly put on his piercings were when he was going to “S” or when the two of you were safe in the comfort of your own home, for research purposes.

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xnchxntmxnt · 3 years ago

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Everything Will Be Okay

Fandom: Sk8 the Infinity

Ship: Reki Kyan x Langa Hasegawa

Warnings: a little cursing, hurt/comfort, not proofread

Notes: oh look another 1am vent fic. but anyway uh. transphobes suck my dick reki is bi and trans ✌

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“Can I ask you a question, Reki?”

“I guess, sure.”

“How come you never talk about your dad?”

He turned to Langa with wide eyes, shocked that the question left his mouth. It was just curiosity, he knew. And there were pictures of his dad all around the house, so it wasn’t like his. His mom talked about him all the time, too. But it was a…rough subject.

“You don’t have to answer, I know sometimes complicated things are hard to talk about—”

He shook his head, sitting up from laying his head on his shoulder. “We, ah…we don’t really get along.”

“Anything you want to share? I won’t pressure you, but I’m always here to talk if you want to.”

Reki slowly nodded and ran his hand through his hair. His headband had been discarded some time ago when they started watching skating videos—when there was nothing to do, he curled into Langa’s side and he liked to play with his hair.

He tugged at the front of his shirt, like usual whenever he looked down at himself and sighed. “He travels a lot. For work, y’know. So he’ll be gone for weeks at a shot. I don’t really spend a lot of time at the house when he is home, though. More or less because he still sees me as his ‘little girl’ and refuses to admit anything else.”

Langa took his hand and kissed his knuckles. Despite how much skating he did and how scuffed up he got, his hands were always so gentle and soft against his.

“I’m sorry he doesn’t see you for who you are,” he said, running his thumb over the back of his hand. “I can’t imagine that.”

He shrugged, dejected. “I guess it doesn’t really matter. We used to be really close, but if he doesn’t want to know me, there’s no point in trying to make that relationship work. Not when there are so many people who do, y’know?”

Langa sighed and shook his head. He reached up and tilted his chin up to look at him. “You’re saying that because you want him to care, aren’t you?”

He nodded, leaning forward to lay his head on Langa’s shoulder again. Slowly, they wrapped their arms around each other, Langa pulling him into a comforting hug.

Reki felt hot tears prick his eyes and threaten to fall, but he held them back the best he could. Now wasn’t the time to lose it, he reminded himself. He didn’t need to be bitching about all this shit with his dad when Langa didn’t even have his anymore—

“It’s okay,” Langa mumbled into his ear. “I love you, Reki. You can let it out.”

And with those few words, he melted. There was nothing to stop those tears, not when there was so much to think about.

When he told his parents he liked boys and girls, his dad told him “as long as you don’t go parading it around, you’re okay”. And later his mom tucked him in (using that as an excuse to talk to him) and told him she’d always love him, no matter who he loved or what people said about him. Then, a year or so later, he told his mom he didn’t feel like a girl. And when he said “I like the name Reki”, she started using it, as did Koyomi. Chihiro and Nanaka were too young to know any different.

And then he told his father. A last-ditch effort to be open and honest with the same man that never looked at him the same after he told him he wouldn’t care if he fell in love with guys or girls (or anyone in between, and he learned more about that later). Unfortunately, his endeavor was useless—all he got was ignored and deadnamed and invalidated whenever he was home. For someone who spent all their free time with him when he was a kid, for everything to change so quickly in only a few years broke his heart.

There were people that loved him, sure. And he was getting around to loving himself, although that was a lot harder. And he didn’t know if he’d ever love anyone more than he loved Langa. The people that mattered to him cared about him and he knew that. They respected him enough to take him at his word when he said “this is who I am”.

But he craved that validation and that comfort from someone he didn’t have it from anymore, and he couldn’t explain how much that hurt.

“I’m sorry,” he said, face buried in Langa’s shoulder. “I shouldn’t be so upset, it’s useless anyway…”

He tried to pull away, but Langa held his face only a few inches away from his own. “Feel your feelings, Reki. You’re allowed to be upset about this. It’s something important and hard on you. It’s okay.”

Reki sniffed and smiled. He wiped his eyes for him. “Thank you, Snow. You mean a lot to me.”

Langa bumped his nose against his and offered a gentle smile. He felt a little lighter after getting some of that out, now, even if he didn’t tell him everything right away.

Things were gonna be okay. They always were.

notes: this is the first time in a while ive written something this long. its not even that long its just motivation is a bitch. be proud of me w me /hj

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lostinthewiind · 3 years ago

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I don’t know if you write for them as well, but could I request a poly fic for Reki, Langa and the reader and maybe them explaining them explaining their relationship to Langas and/or Rekis mom after being caught cuddling together? Thank you in advance and sorry, if you don’t write for them.

Polyamorous Relationship w/ Reki & Langa: Three's a Crowd

A/N: my first request for Reki and Langa! I'm so excited because I love those boys with my whole heart; they deserve the world! So excited to write this!

Rating: PG13

Warnings: use of the term "slut", complex teenage relationships/sexuality discussed

Flopping over onto your back on the bed, you stretched your arms and legs out and let out a loud yawn. You, Reki, and Langa had been working on homework ever since the three of you had arrived at Langa's house after school and you were starting to get mentally exhausted.

"I'm done!" you exclaimed, shutting your eyes and exhaling.

Peeking at you from where he was lying on the floor, Reki cocked a brow at you. "You finished all of it?"

"No." You shook your head. "I'm just done. My brain hurts. If I do any more I think I might die."

"Good enough for me!" Reki closed his textbook as well and stopped doing his homework too.

Sighing from his spot at his desk, Langa turned in his desk chair to face the two of you. "We have to have this done for tomorrow. You do know that, right?"

"Yes, obviously." You rolled your eyes. "I'm going to do the rest later. I just need a break."

"Exactly. Break time!" Reki stood up from the floor and promptly fell down on top of you on Langa's bed, crushing you and pushing the air out of your lungs in the process. "I'll finish later too."

Langa scoffed. "Y/N I believe . . . but Reki, we all know you'll forget about it tonight and end up scrambling to finish as the teacher goes around collecting it tomorrow morning."

"He does have a point," you wheezed out, trying your hardest to push Reki off of your stomach.

Reki frowned and stuck his bottom lip out dramatically. "You guys are so mean to me." He adjusted himself on top of you so his face was hovering right above yours. "I expected this from Langa, but you, Y/N? I thought you loved me."

You forced out a laugh as you cupped his face with your hands. "I do love you, but that doesn't mean you don't have faults, Reki. I love you despite your faults, and one of your faults is procrastination."

He furrowed his brows, his face scrunching up in thought. "I can't tell if that was a compliment or not."

"The gist was that you're loved," Langa muttered as he continued working away at the homework one question at a time, trying his best to ignore the two of you.

Reki's eyes lit up at that. "Well, good!" He smiled as he cupped your face with his hands in return and pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

Immediately, your cheeks turned red and you averted his gaze. Things between the three of you were still relatively new and you were still working out how a relationship with three people worked, exactly. The fact that neither one of you had ever really had a serious relationship before only made things more complicated.

Noticing your reaction, Reki brushed the pads of his thumbs over your cheeks. "Sorry," he apologized. "I should have asked before I kissed you."

"No, it's okay," you assured him, a soft smile on your face as you did so. "I'm just not used to it yet, especially since our relationship isn't exactly . . . normal."

"I know." Reki hugged you tight and buried his face in your neck, pressing a soft kiss to the skin there. "Did you tell your parents yet?"

You shook your head as your heart began to pound nervously. "No. Did you?"

"Not yet," he mumbled into your neck. "Every time I try to, one of my siblings is around and I abort mission."

Craning your neck, you looked over at Langa. "Did you tell your mom yet, Langa?"

Only half-listening to the conversation, Langa perked at his name but tilted his head quizzically at the inquiry. "Did I tell my mom what?"

"About us," Reki clarified. "The three of us being together."

"Oh." He seemed to grow nervous about the topic as well. "Not yet. Soon."

Finally rolling off of you, Reki laid on his back and pulled you into his side, his arm wrapped around you and your head resting on his chest. "If only we were adults and didn't have to worry about the approval of our parents."

"Yeah," Langa agreed, thoroughly distracted from his homework now, his mind running a mile a minute while he thought about the current predicament. The three of you had to be careful when you went over to each others' houses, trying your best to convince everyone that you were just close friends and nothing more.

Cuddling and kissing were usually reserved for late nights when the sun went down, the lights were turned off, and the three of you hid behind the excuse of watching a movie together. Funnily enough, watching a movie together and cuddling had been how the three of you had discovered your feelings for one another.

"Speaking of that, you two should be careful." Langa gestured to the way you and Reki were holding each other on his bed. "What if my mom walks in?"

"Yeah, you're right," Reki sighed. "I just feel like we never get to be together how we want . . . we're worried about what our parents will think at home and worried about what everyone else will think at school. Nevermind the fact that Langa and I are gay, or, bisexual I guess . . . but polyamory? We'd never hear the end of it."

You exhaled slowly, cuddling closer to Reki. "They'd probably call me a slut for having two boyfriends."

Standing from his chair, Langa walked over to the bed and laid down with you and Reki, forgetting about all of his usual paranoid worries for the time being. "You're not a slut," he told you, wrapping his arms around you as well. "And who cares what anyone else thinks anyway, right? As long as we're happy and we're not hurting anyone else, that's all that matters."

Relishing in the feeling of having your two favourite people on either side of you, you started feeling the stress fade away and your body relax from its usual tense state. "I wish we could stay like this forever."

Before either Reki or Langa had the chance to respond, the bedroom door suddenly swung open and Langa's mom poked her head into the room. "Langa, are you friends staying for dinner or-" She stopped talking as soon as she saw the three of you tangled up in one another on the bed.

Immediately, the three of you jumped away from each other, the stress that had just left filling your body once more. Completely caught off guard since Langa's mom usually knocked first before opening the door, neither one of you knew how to explain away what she had just seen.

"M-mom!" Langa was standing on the opposite side of the room now while you and Reki stood on either side of the bed. "Why didn't you knock?"

Langa's mom eyed the three of you, quickly noticing the flushed faces and obvious nerves radiating off of you. Even if she hadn't thought anything of what she had seen at first, she definitely suspected something now with how the three of you were acting.

"I apologize," she said, pushing the door open all the way and standing in the doorway. "Langa, dear, do you have something you want to tell me?"

Fiddling nervously with his fingers, Langa turned to look at you and Reki, trying to gauge your reactions and decide whether he should tell the truth or try to pull off some sort of lie; but both you and Reki were completely useless as you stared down at the floor and shifted anxiously.

"Langa?" His mom prompted once more.

Finally meeting his mother's gaze, Langa drew in a deep breath. "Can you promise not to be mad?"

Langa's mother quirked a brow quizzically. "You're starting to worry me, honey. Just tell me what's got you so flustered."

"Well . . . u-um," Langa stumbled over his words, completely unsure how he was supposed to just come out and say it. "Well, Mom . . . Reki, Y/N, and I aren't . . . aren't just friends."

Langa's mother folded her arms over her chest and took a minute to process what she had just heard. "I'm sorry, I don't think I understand what you're trying to tell me."

Deciding to rescue Langa from having to ride solo on this, you stepped over to him and took his hand in yours. "Mrs. Hasegawa, Langa and I are dating," you told her.

"Oh, I see." Langa's mom's face flashed with understanding, but then she looked over at Reki, no doubt wondering how he fit into all of this.

"And I'm dating Y/N." Reki stood on the other side of you.

Langa nodded. "And I'm also dating Reki."

The understanding that had once been visible on Langa's mom's face had completely vanished after the three of you had elaborated. "S-so . . ." She paused as she tried to fit all the pieces together in her head. "So the three of you are all dating each other? Is that right?"

"Y-yes," Langa confirmed. "We know people will think it's weird but it's just what makes us happy and I just . . . just please don't be mad."

"Mad?" Langa's mother seemed offended at the insinuation that she could ever be mad at her son for, for lack of a better term, coming out to her more or less. "Oh, dear, I could never be mad at you for who you love."

Before either of you had the chance to process how well that conversation had just gone, Langa's mother was striding over to the three of you and pulling you all into a hug. "All that matters is that you're happy and healthy," she told Langa before looking to you and Reki. "And the same goes for the two of you. I don't know what your parents have said about this, but just remember that being happy and healthy is all that matters."

"Y-you're really okay with this?" Happy tears began to well in Langa's eyes. It was clear that he was overjoyed and shocked that his mother had been so accepting so easily.

Placing her hands on her son's face, Langa's mother smiled at him. "Of course, I am. Is it a little confusing for me? Sure. Do I know much about being in a polyamorous relationship? No. But if the three of you have discovered that this is what makes you happy, as I'm sure you have since you're all old enough to make your own decisions and know what's best for you, then I'm happy as well."

"Thank you!" Langa hugged his mom tightly, silent sobs escaping him as all the worry he had been carrying around for weeks dissipated and he was flooded with relief.

"I'll always love you, no matter what," Langa's mom told him as she glanced at you and Reki, who were starting to tear up as well. "Do your parents know as well?"

You and Reki shook your heads. "No, not yet," you said in unison.

"Well, I hope they are understanding," she told you. "And just know that the three of you are always welcome here."

"Thank you, Mrs. Hasegawa." Reki wrapped his arms around you and held you tight as you cried as well. "Really, thank you so much. We were all scared that everyone would think we were weird or gross."

"People are often scared of things that they think are different," Langa's mom explained to the three of you. "But that doesn't mean there is anything wrong with being different. I won't lie and say that everyone will be understanding, but the world is changing . . . don't assume the worst from people just yet; they might surprise you."

With that, Langa let go of his mother and engulfed you and Reki in a hug. Finally, the three of you had safe space where you could be together and not worry about judgmental people looking in on your relationship.

Overjoyed and unable to control his excitement, Reki planted kisses on both you and Langa—marking the first time either of you had dared show affection in front of someone outside of the relationship.

Hopefully, the first of many.

#sk8 the infinity #SK8 #lostinthewiind #fluff #polyamorous relationship with reki and langa #kyan reki #hasegawa langa #langa #reki #reader insert #fic request #x reader #polyamory #polyamorous relationships

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frogizzhc · 2 years ago

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Sk8 Headcanons: Reki's Childhood Edition!

As a baby he was loud, whiney, rowdy, and a little rascal. Once he learned how to walk, he would find anything that was interesting to him and play with it, even dangerous things. Once he learned how to run, Reki would almost run into walls with how fast he would scurry around. His mom had so much trouble keeping up with him that she would practically always have to carry him in her arms to make sure he wasn't getting into anything that would harm him. Whenever Reki would go to daycare, he would try to interact with the other toddlers but no one really wanted to hang out with him, sadly. So he was left to color some coloring pages by himself in a corner or play with trucks and dolls by himself.

On his first day of elementary school, Reki got to make a couple of friends assigned at his table with him. They all shared common interests as any six year old would, drawing, playing with toys, and the current most popular kids show at the time. This little group of friends would often disrupt the classroom throughout the day, so they were all quickly moved to separate tables. Reki was pouty about this and whined to his mom when she picked him up from school that day. Those two friends he made on the first day had stayed his friends all throughout elementary school. At some point, Reki had a little crush on one of them but he always kept it a secret because he was too shy.

Going into middle school, the friend he had a crush on had moved away, so Reki became a little sad at this time because he didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. His other friend, on the other hand, had started to talk more and more about skateboarding, which got Reki a little interested. One day afterschool, his friend brought his skateboard, helmet, kneepads, and elbow pads to teach Reki how to skateboard himself. Reki was really slow learning how to skate board but he eventually got the hang of it. In the next schoolyear, he finally convinced his mom to buy him a skateboard. Reki was so happy to get his own skateboard so him and his friend could go to the skatepark together and practice some tricks. One day, though, Reki had suggested for his friend to try something really dangerous and accidentally got his friend really hurt. His friend's mom then didn't want Reki to hang out with him and cut ties with both Reki and his mom. His friend was in the hospital for a while and when he finally came back at the start of their ninth grade year, Reki's old friend just avoided him and didn't talk to him at all. Throughout the entirety of his last year of middle school, Reki wasn't really as focused as he should've been and instead of studying, he was doodling designs of what he'd want his own skateboard to look like. Reki would sometimes fall asleep at his desk in his bedroom with his sketchbook open and his mom came to check on him one night to find the abundance of sketches he made. She suspected he wanted to make his own board and decided they had no use for the shed in their backyard so she eventually surprised Reki with his very own workspace for making his own skateboard. He was so very grateful and by the end of his ninth grade year, he made his very own skateboard.

Reki started his first year of highschool pretty lonely and still feeling incredibly guilty about what had happened to his old friend. Reki hadn't seen him after a few weeks, so he thought he had moved. He would start to skate to school and despite it being lonely, he actually liked this time to clear his mind a little. One morning when Reki was riding his skateboard from school to home, he came across a man who was chasing after a skateboard that was coming towards Reki. Reki had picked it up for the guy and handed it to him. The guy introduced himself as Oka, he noticed Reki had a skateboard and asked him if he'd be interested in working at a skate shop. Reki was obviously interested but he'd have to ask his mom if he could work even first. A week later, Reki found himself working at Dope Sketch, he wasn't exactly making much, but he enjoyed having a job nonetheless. It didn't take long until Oka had him run deliveries of custom boards with him and introduced him to 'S' (of course he had to get that little pin first).

[Sorry if the ending is a little cut-off, I guess, I just didn't know how to end this giant head canon.]

#reki kyan #kyan reki #reki sk8 #sk8 reki #reki headcanons #sk8 the infinity #sk8 the infinity headcanons #sk8 the infinity characters #sk8 the infinity anime #skate the infinity #skate the infinity headcanons #skate the infinity characters #skate the infinity anime

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nkogneatho · 4 years ago

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hiii could i please request a langa x fem reader? basically one where they have a fight and langa says something rude by accident, the prompt can be "stop being so clingy" if that makes it easier :) but yah can it be intense angst to fluff? thank you <3

"Stop being so clingy"- Langa Hasegawa x gn!reader.

•A/n: I made it gn!reader if you don't mind | The header is made by me so do not use without permission.

You know there was something wierd going on when Reki wasn't the first one to arrive at your usual spot. Plus, your boyfriend was acting weird since last night.

"Langa?", you asked but his attention wasn't on you. You tried calling Reki but seemed like he was busy.

"Langa call Reki. Where this boy has gone? He is always the first one to arrive."

"I can't. He won't pick up", his eyes wander at the ground, watching his footsteps.

"Is there anything wrong? Did something happen between you two?", you questioned the blue haired but he seemed to be ignoring them.

"Langa I asked you something. Atleast answer me. I am really worried about you".

"No y/n there is nothing wrong. Even if there is, you can't solve anything about it so the least you can do now is atleast shut that annoying mouth of yours."

"B-bu-", your words seemed to stutter but you were still honestly worried about him.

"No. What did I just say? Stop being so clingy", your heart sank at how he can say such hurtful words so easily with a platonic expression.

You sprinted your skateboard and headed back home abandoning him there.

Were you really this clingy that it pushed his buttons? You didn't know how to feel about this because somewhere you were so busy caring about him that you didn't see this coming.

The next day you arrived at S. Everyone quite shocked to see SNOW and Y/N arriving separately and the Red haired one not tagging along with you guys.

Langa was still pretty much depressed about Reki so he didn't know how to face you. Well not that you care now because it did hurt. You were not in the wrong but maybe your care for him came out differently than you thought.

Let it be a dark night, but you never fazed once from your skateboarding but seems like tonight you were quite unstable. You stumbled upon the skateboard trying to pull of a move but you failed.

"Anything done in rush and frustration, doesn't produce good results y/n", Cherry knew there was something going on. After all his mother instincts are pretty strong.

"I wasn't really frustrated"

"Dare lie to me?"

"Alright. A little bit frustrated maybe", you gave up trying to argue sighing.

"Y/n are you okay?", Langa arrived in a rush but you ignored him completely and walked limp past him.

He approached you and tried to held your wrist but you still snatched away.

"What is your problem?", you hissed at him

"What do you mean? You're hurt", he was confused cause you know how dense he can be sometimes. Not knowing when to give space and when not.

"None of your business. I can take care of myself", you continue trying to walk away from him.

He approached and wrapped your left arm around his shoulder.

"Wha- what are you doing?", you struggle to get away but this time his grip was tight.

"Trying to help my babe but they clearly don't want it so maybe I'll have to use force"

"You don't have to. I don't want it. Stop being so clingy", you didn't mean to taunt him but he did stumble for a minute.

He realised how some words are just more than words when he got a taste of his own medicine.

"I am just going to take you home safely. After we do that, you can taunt me all you want", his gaze was avoiding you.

"I wasn't really taunting. It just slipped out of my mouth". You waited but there was no reply. You tried to sneak your eyes at his face just then you saw drop falling down.

"Langa. Are you crying?, you ask.

"I-I am so sorry. You were just- worried- about me. But I- I still called you clingy and- pushed you away", is this how bad he cries?, you thought.

You pulled him into a hug.

"It's okay. I am not that mad. Please don't cry baby.", you stroked his back.

"I am really sorry. I love you so much. I was so scared that you might leave me so I didn't face you.", so that's the reason why he was ignoring you.

"I am not going to leave you Langa. I could never", you cupped his cheek stroking his tears away. Honestly? Seeing him like this, face tomato red from the crying did bring tears to your eyes too.

"Let's go to the medical and buy some pain relief spray. And then..."

"Then?", you asked.

"We will stop by the ramen shop and I will tell you everything that's going on between me and Reki", the fact that he was ready to open up to you now, relieved you.

"Umm...Okay. Your treat since you hurted me today".

"Well I was hurt too but alright", he agreed to your order.

"And by the way, I am ordering the most expensive one", you whispered in his ears purposely.

"You're gonna make me go broke, aren't ya?"

"Yup", you giggled.

"Well it's worth it if that brings a smile on your face", See? How can he say such romantic things without even like blushing and all?

#sk8 the infinity #sk8 the infinity x reader #langa x reader #langa hasegawa #reki x reader #sports anime #reki kyan #sk8 infinity #sk8 x reader

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primalsouls · 4 years ago

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reki kyan x gn! reader x langa hasegawa

⚠️ : none

theme: fluff

notes: so uh... poly relationship :3 anyway enjoy! thank for reading! decided to do a little something for Valentine's day with reki and langa and idk i just like the idea of them being in a poly relationship with reader ^u^

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"Aah, I can't wait to tell [Y/N] how I feel about them for Valentine's!" Reki said excitedly while Langa glanced at him with an expression of shock.

"Wait, [Y/N]? You're getting something for them today?" Langa asked with a brow raised. Reki nodded, looking over at him with a grin. "But I was going to confess to them today."

Those words froze Reki in placed, his skateboard rolling off to the side on its own as he took his feet off it. The duo currently sat on the steps that led to the skatepark they attended behind a building. Reki stared at Langa with the same shock expression the bluenette gave him. Both friends blinked a few times.

"You like [Y/N]!?" They yelled in unison after they stood up from their spots on the steps. Their index fingers pointed at each other as their eyes widen at each other's questions. Each had a blush decorated their cheeks. Reki shook his head, putting his hand down and instead placed them on his waist. Langa sighed quietly, sitting back down on the step. He picked up his skateboard, studying it boredly.

"Why do you like them? You only met them for a while now and already you have a crush on them?" Reki asked, taking a seat beside Langa once again, his brows knitted down. Langa pouted, looking over at his redhead friend. "I known [Y/N] longer. My crush grew from junior high." He continued, his own pout showing up on his face.

"Knowing them longer doesn't matter that much. It's how well you get along with the person." Langa said. Reki nodded, thinking about it for a moment as the taller of the two continued. "I like [Y/N] because they're nice. They helped with my injuries whenever skate around my neighborhood." Reki remembered Langa lived next to [Y/N]'s house. It was just around the corner. Not too far. He had seen the two walk to school together and even going home together. He didn't mind it at first. It was what friends do. Until he learned Langa liked them as well. "Why do you like them?"

The question caught Reki off guard despite being the one who asked it first. His flushed cheeks reddened.

"Like I said... I known them longer and my crush started on middle school. How it started? Well," Reki looked up at the sky. Evening was drawing near. "When I started skating after another friend got me into it, [Y/N] was there to show me the rodes more. Always tending any small wounds I get. They'll scold me for being too reckless." Reki chuckled at the memories. It made Langa smiled a bit. But Langa then stood up, a determined look on his face. It startled Reki from his spot, looking up at him with a confused gaze.

"Let's beef." Langa said, a hand clenched into a fist.

"W-wait, what? Beef?" Reki asked, which earned him a firm nod from Langa. "For what? [Y/N]'s love?" He joked but stopped right away when the other boy stared at him with a serious look in his eyes. "Oh... I... Okay, let's beef then." Reki dared. He picked up his skateboard, his own eyes shined with determination as well as he stood up from the steps. Langa picked up his board, too.

"First one to get to [Y/N]'s house gets to confess."

"And the loser?"

"Hmm... Third wheels?"

Reki rose a brow, a shrug being his answer to Langa's suggestions.

"Let's think about it right after I confess." Reki said. He already took off, getting on the road and placed his skateboard, stepping on it to ride it down the street. Langa blinked, his lips parted slightly before it spread into a grin, going right after his friend.

[Y/N] flipped the channel on their TV, a bored look on their face. They were spending Valentine's day alone. After countless of times they went back and forth with their plans of confessing to a couple of certain friends. But they didn't know who to confess to. So, a third option came to mind. Spend the day alone. Inside their house. Watching the television while eating from a small tub of ice cream. What a day. A tired sigh left their lips. If only they could muster up the courage to confess to their crushes. Speaking of crushes, they turned their attention to their windoe after hearing a crash outside. Then his door received frantic knocks. [Y/N] was confused yet scared at the same time. They turned off their TV and stood up from their seat on the couch, walking over to their door as more knocks came. They leaned up to the peephole. A sigh of relief left their lips when they saw Reki and Langa outside, practically banging on their door and now shouting from the top of their lungs. It started to pissed them off. As they opened the door and stepped to the side, the duo came crushing on each other when they fell to the floor after tipping forward through the entrance of the door.

"What the hell, guys? Why are you banging on my door?" [Y/N] asked, their arms crossed over their chest as they glanced at their friends once they stood up. A frown settled on their face but soon disappeared and a look of confusion replaced it once the boys started to ramble on and on over each other. [Y/N] rolled their eyes, shaking their head. They didn't get a clue of what they were saying, mostly due to Reki being a bit loud than Langa.

"Wait, wait! Calm down!" They said, waving their hands. "What's going on?"

Reki and Langa panted softly, their cheeks flushed due to skating their way to their crush's house.

"I like you!" They yelled together. It threw [Y/N] off. A look of surprise in their face as their arms fell to their side. A blush dusted their cheeks, not just on [Y/N] but on the other two boys as well. It was quiet right after. Eyes staring at one another. Until Langa cleared his throat.

"Please... um... choose who's confession you'll accept." Langa said with a bow of his head. Reki nodded in agreement, giving [Y/N] a bright grin.

"Yup! And don't worry about hurting anyone's feelings. We'll all still be friends." Reki reassured, his hand reaching over to pat [Y/N] on the head.

[Y/N] blinked. They didn't want to choose between their two friends. Of course, they loved both boys. Not only as friends but more than that. A reason they kept backing out on who to choose to confess their love to. But then an idea came to mind.

"W-why don't we... go out together?" They said, averting their eyes away from the skating duo. Reki and Langa blinked, their head tilted to one side. Swallowing their nervousness, they cleared their throat. "I really... like the both of you. I was gonna confess today but I didn't know who I should confess to. I like the two of you and I don't wanna ruin either of our friendship." They explained, hands behind their back. Reki and Langa stared at [Y/N], making them even more anxious for their responses. "I-I even made heart-shaped cookies to give... one of... you...?" They shrugged, taking a risky glanced between the two friends.

Next thing [Y/N] knew was being in a crushing hug.

"Aww! [Y/N] just too cute! Let's do it!" Reki shouted excitedly, pecking their forehead. Langa nodded, burying his face on their head.

"Let's share our love." Langa said, smiling fondly at [Y/N].

[Y/N] smiled, chuckling. Each of their own blush reddened more as they gave Reki and Langa a kiss on the lips.

"I'm happy to hear that... Now, why don't we spend the rest of the day watching TV and eating the cookies. I made enoughfor everyone." They suggested, the duo nodding in affirmation as their eyes sparkled at the mention of cookies.

For the rest of the evening, the trio spent their time watching movies while eating cookies in each other's embrace, with [Y/N] being in the middle. Kisses were placed on each of their cheeks from Reki and Langa, their blush going up to their ears.

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intheticklecloset · 3 years ago

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Dare You To (SK8 the Infinity)

Summary: During a game of Uno Dare, Reki is challenged first not to smile and then - failing that - not to stop Langa from tickling him for a minute. When he fails the second time, the others decide a little playful punishment is in order.

A/N: YES!! I LOVE lee Reki! I love writing for him, that cute little ticklish redhead!! *ahem* Anyway, I've never heard of Dodge or Dare, and I honestly didn't feel like watching a clip of whatever show it's from to learn how it works, so I modified things just a tad, but I think I got the general idea of what you wanted in there. Enjoy! ^^

Word Count: 1,758

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“Ha! No way he’ll be able to do that,” Miya laughed, enjoying the way Reki’s face went red in response to both his challenge and the dare that had been put before him.

They were playing Uno Dare – a new take on the card game they were already familiar with – and so far, Reki wasn’t doing too great. He’d already failed to balance a single card on his head, stand on one foot until his next turn, and do ten push-ups in ten seconds. (Actually, he couldn’t even do ten, period.) And now Langa – who was seated on his right – had the audacity to play a dare card and dare him not to smile until his next turn.

“I can do it!” he insisted, pouting, shooting Miya and Langa a glare each. “It won’t be hard with you guys picking on me.”

Joe smirked at him, attempting to share a glance with Cherry, who promptly ignored him.

“Well? Take your turn,” the pink-haired skater said, gesturing to the pile.

Reki frowned, determined to win this dare so he wouldn’t have to draw another two cards. He already had more than anyone else in the circle. He glanced at his hand briefly, played a card, and stared at the discard pile. He didn’t want to see anyone’s faces. He didn’t want to accidentally slip up again. He would win this dare if it was the last thing he did.

Langa pinched his side.

“He-eey?!” Reki screeched, jolting to the side. Thankfully he was able to keep himself from smiling, but when he made eye contact with his friend it was difficult to keep a straight face. He saw the devious smirk and suddenly grew flustered. “D-Don’t…I know what you’re thinking, but don’t! That’s cheating!”

Cherry took his turn, which passed the flow of the game to Miya. But the evil little skater just sat there, smirking, watching Reki intently.

Langa reached for him again. Reki’s hand shot down to grab Langa’s wrist, the anticipation nearly forcing him to smile already, but he held firm.

“No tickling!” he cried when Langa’s other hand reached for him. Reki thought it was going for his side, but suddenly his friend shot down to his knee and squeezed, making him squeak. He broke into a wide smile in the split second before he could push Langa away and regain composure, but it was too late. With Miya watching him like a hawk, there was no hiding that he’d lost the dare.

“Told you!” Miya laughed again, taking the liberty of drawing two cards for Reki and handing them over. “Here, slime, take your punishment.”

“No way!” Reki exclaimed, looking around the circle at the two adults with them. “Langa cheated!”

“There’s nothing in the rules that says other players can’t try to mess with you,” Joe said, chuckling. “So technically, he didn’t cheat.”

Reki glared at Langa, who smiled calmly back at him, winking. The redhead demanded, “I want a do-over! Give me another dare, or let me try that one again without you cheating.”

“I didn’t cheat,” Langa replied. “I thought that had been established. Take your cards, Reki.”

“No!”

Cherry sighed, but Miya quickly piped in again before any of them could get scolded. “Fine, you big baby. How about this – if you can take Langa tickling you for one minute without fighting back or saying ‘stop,’ you don’t have to draw your two cards. That’s your new dare.”

Reki’s eyes widened. “What?!”

Langa laughed. “Oh, come now. You can take a minute, can’t you?”

“Of…of course I can!” Reki swallowed, setting his cards face-down in front of him and clenching his fists in his lap. “Bring it on!”

Miya pulled out his phone and got the timer set up, then counted down from three, and the challenge was on. Langa – sneaky, sneaky Langa – immediately slipped his hands under Reki’s shirt to scribble at his bare skin, skittering over his sides and lower ribs, and Reki burst into giggles, gripping his knees so he wouldn’t fight back on instinct. Langa was not going to make him lose two challenges in a row!

“You’ve always been super ticklish, Reki,” Langa purred into his ear, making him squeal and arch his back.

“Don’t – dohohohohn’t tehehehease me! Thahahat’s cheating, too!”

“Everything is cheating to you when you’re losing.” Langa smirked, moving gradually around to his belly, which they both knew was his worst spot. “Do you really think you can handle a whole minute of your tummy being tickled?”

Reki whined, starting to bring his arms in protectively but stopping himself just in time, squirming in place as Langa finally reached his weakest spot. “Hohohohohow muhuhuhuch lohohohonger?!”

Miya smirked. “You still have forty seconds.”

“Whahahahat? No wahahahahay!” Reki cried. Langa began to circle around his belly button, and his giggles grew into frantic cackles, his whole body shaking from the effort not to protect himself. “Plehehehehease, not thehehehehere, Langa!”

“Where? Here?” Langa dipped his finger into his friend’s navel, and Reki screamed, bringing his arms in at the same time he fell back onto the floor, pushing and kicking at his blue-haired friend.

Miya stopped the timer. “Dude, you lost again! How are you so ticklish?!”

“Shut up!” Reki snapped, blushing as he sat back up. “Fine, whatever, I’ll take the stupid cards. Let’s just move on.”

“No way!” Miya declared, putting his cards down as well and nearly lunging across the circle to tackle him back onto the floor, reaching up into his underarms in a flash. “As punishment, now you have to have two people tickle you!”

“Wha—?! Nohohohohohoho, Miyahahahaha!” Reki squealed, laughing all over again. He was just beginning to muster up the energy to push the little skater away when he suddenly felt fingers digging into his open belly once more, making him shriek and start thrashing more violently. “GOD, NOHOHOHOHOHO!! NOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!! NOT BOHOHOHOHOTH OF YOU!!”

“Tickle, tickle!” Miya taunted, grinning. He kept digging and scribbling in the redhead’s underarms while Langa got back to work scribbling over his belly and eventually digging into his navel again.

Reki bucked and thrashed and kicked, laughing up a storm but unable to get away. He was in the midst of pleading for mercy when he suddenly felt another weight on him – this one sitting on his legs, pinning them to the floor so he couldn’t kick.

“Jeez, kid, you’re gonna hurt somebody if you keep that up,” Joe’s teasing voice came from somewhere by his feet. Seconds later there were fingers scribbling over his soles.

“NONONO PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, NOHOHOHOHOHO!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Reki begged, laughter coming out in shrieky, uncontrolled bursts. He flailed his arms wildly, unable to do anything else at this point. “WHY?! I SAHAHAHAHAHAID I’D TAHAHAHAHAKE THE CARDS, YOU JEHEHEHEHEHERKS!!”

“Because it’s fun,” Langa replied, leaning down to blow a raspberry over his belly button. “Plus, if you let us tickle you a little more, we might even let you off the hook so you don’t have to draw any more cards.”

“LEHEHEHEHEHEHET YOU?!” Reki screamed. “I CAHAHAHAHAN’T STOP YOU!!”

“Oh! Well then, this should be a pretty easy win for you.” Langa blew another raspberry. “It’s unbelievable how ticklish your tummy is, Reki.”

“STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP CAHAHAHAHAHALLING IT THAHAHAHAHAHAT!!” Reki’s voice was pleading now, mirthful tears springing to his eyes for how hard he was laughing, having three spots tickled at once. “AND NO RAHAHAHAHAHASPBERRIES!!”

“You’re so picky,” Miya muttered, sliding down slightly to squeeze at his upper ribs.

Reki started to push him off, finally able to muster up some strength once his underarms were left alone, but that was the exact moment that Cherry decided to join in, grabbing his arms and pulling them above his head, pinning them down, doing nothing more than making him more helpless and watching his companions draw laugh after screaming laugh from his core, now that he couldn’t move almost at all.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Reki tossed his head back and screeched loudly, hysterically, unable to hold back or protest or anything anymore. All he could do was lie there and take it and hope desperately that they’d get bored soon and leave him alone. It was true – he was incredibly ticklish, but especially on the three spots that were being assaulted right now, and Reki wasn’t sure he’d be able to take much more of this impromptu tickle torture. “G-GUYS, NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

Miya smirked. “Tickle, tickle, slime~”

Langa blew another raspberry. “You’ve got such a cute, ticklish little tummy, Reki~”

“Your laugh is pretty great, dude, not gonna lie,” Joe added, still scribbling over his feet, his touch lighter than the other two’s. “Don’t know if I’ve ever heard you this happy before.”

“I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T!!” Reki cackled, a tear sliding down his cheek as he laughed helplessly. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! I GIVE!! I’LL TAHAHAHAHAHAKE THE CAHAHAHAHAHARDS!! GUYS!!!”

After another few seconds, the three of them silently agreed that they’d had their fun, and all four of them let Reki go, climbing off of him and releasing his limbs so he could curl into a ball, still giggling into the carpet.

“Aw, man!” Miya whined, drawing the redhead’s attention to him. “Look! All of his kicking ruined the game!”

It was true. There were Uno Dare cards splayed everywhere. No one could tell where one person’s cards ended and another’s began, and the draw and discard piles were intermixed as well.

“S-So you…you t-tortured me for…for nothing?” Reki gasped incredulously, pushing himself into a seated position, staring at the failure of a game before them. “What was the point, then?!”

“For fun,” Langa replied, gently nudging his shoulder with a smile. “Come on, you didn’t really hate that, did you?

Reki’s blush quickly spread all the way to his ears and neck. He hunched his shoulders and looked away. “Shut up, dude.”

“Cheer up, dude.” Langa pulled him into a hug, poking his sides sporadically to get him smiling and giggling again. “Tell you what, the next time we play you get a free pass on any dare, and you don’t have to draw any cards in place of it. I think you’ve earned that much, don’t you, Miya?”

Miya scoffed, but he was smiling. “Yeah, whatever. You get a free pass, slime.”

Reki giggled, squirming in Langa’s soft, tickly hug. “Okay, okahahahay, I’ll take it!”

The others smiled at him, Langa let him go, and they got to work gathering up the cards so they could shuffle and play again.

Miya handed him the deck. “Your turn to deal, loser.”

“What?!” Reki exclaimed.

Everyone laughed.

#fanfiction #tickle fic #sk8 the infinity #reki #langa #renga #miya #joe #cherry #sk8 squad #dare #game night #playful #teasing #tickling #ticklish #tickle

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Adam/Shindo Ainosuke X Male Reader

Author's note : Adam needs a bit of love, don't you think? A little love that doesn't imply to hurt Tadashi. It doesn't prevent that it is certainly crap. English is not my main language and it must be awful.

Warnings : NSFW, spanking, degradation and all the BDSM pack.

You were a newcomer, a rookie here. In S. You had the time to watch the local legends fall from their safe sky on the large screens. The most incredible was the race against Langa. Well... You were still wondering if his name was really Langa. Maybe you misunderstood, hidden in your shadows. First Joe, then Cherry and finally Adam. You had to admit their style was eclectic. Even them had to learn again. They were believing themselves as gods because they were the founders of a clandestin course. It made you shrug a little while you were observing them.

People were people. Here, in S, freedom was at its most powerful. A place were no one could say, order to someone something he doesn't want to do. Everything was ruled by skateboard and the people's talent. You were quite happy of that. Because of an accident years ago in mountains with your motorbike while you were heading to the summit so as to practice snowboard. You had the ambition to reach the Winter Olympic Games in half-pipe. You fell from a cliff and you miraculously landed meters below with broken ribs instead of your backbone.

During years you suffered and your dream of medals in the Olympic Games was gone, vanished into the air. Your well-known recklessness almost hurried you in your grave. In the hospital, you spent the last three years to reeducate with an omnipresent pain in your back, anger against the people who had forgotten you when you would have given them your soul if they asked for it an ended alone. You nearly lost your mind when you woke up from coma and nothing appeared in front of you. You weren't able to see anymore. Time went by and you found yourself offered the chance to remedy to your blindness. But it doomed you to wear particular sunglasses every day of your life. A little cost considering what you've been through.

You suffered. You were still aching but less than these last month. Moreover you felt better each day passing. Only eternal scars remain. And to be here in S got you like you were free as much as before your accident. And you would thank Adam for this. Yet, you meant nothing, watching the same scenes which were playing in front of your eyes.

You were sitting on your motorbike far behind the last people composing the crowds ahead of you. Actually, the last time you came at S was when Adam had been defeated. Since then, you weren't coming as often as you should now. Everything was more peaceful and Adam abandoned this bad habit to smash people in the face with his own skateboard. Of course, the blue-haired show-off would never stop to make his little shows and big entrances. You don't think that one day his "hey bitches and bros and non-binary hoes" would leave your mind so easily.

Yet, even if you admired Adam as an remarkable skater, you wouldn't prevent yourself to hate him for everything he was aside all of it. He was "in love" as he told to anyone who would like to hear it with his partners of race. It was nothing like love. You didn't know how you manage to not go through the crowds to slap him right in the face. He didn't understand. He wouldn't anyway. Love is sweet, a fluttering sentiment which set upside-down your guts and your soul. It wasn't how you remembered this wonderful thing.

Anyways, Adam had been defeated by a rookie that you had the power to crush on a snowboard. Even if he was talented, had he the talent of someone able to go in the Olympic Games? You didn't think so. You had yourself a modified board. And right now before the attended race between two opponents, you were as if you were playing on the half-pipe near the start of the race.

You were jumping even higher than this little rookie and executing figures in air that were turning sick some of the people gathered in your audience. You were hearing the slight gasps of awe coming from several girls watching them. Even Langa applaused you in the distance with an annoying smile. That little group comprehending Shadow, Reki, Langa, Miya and the others was sincerely uselessly noisy. Though, they were sometimes giving you back a smile you had long forgotten it was existing. But you didn't care anymore. You were busy with your "switched back flip with nose grab" and to make people applause even louder around you.

They were kind and cute because even if the trick wasn't so hard, doing it on a skateboard was something else. And it earned you the nickname of Eagle in S. You were impressive to say the least and people were clearly stunned. What you didn't expect was to attract the boss' attention here. Adam. Actually, his little grieves left you as if you were like marble.

Not only was he sticking to you but he also was quite insisting in his behavior. You didn't like him at all. It may have been the second or the third night that you came on the half-pipe of S. No one challenged you that time. You just shrugged your shoulders and were going on the way to leave this place. The pressure, the people gathered here, the races and the clear lack of delicacy from them made you get away from here. A sort of repulsion ordered you to go away. A skatepark would be big enough to allow you to do the same show for any passerby. After all what was the point of tiring yourself by skating if no one could applause for your demonstration of pure talent. And today, several nights after Adam's defeat, you were leaving S for good this time. It has no point for you to stay.

Yet, Adam didn't want the same. He was observing you before Langa. So he caught you up while lights were dancing around him.

"Mmh... What a wonderful little bird I see here. Don't be scared my dove, I'm not going to bite you." Adam said both loudly and sensually, thus it made crowds look in the same moment towards you.

A heavy silence has just fallen onto the crowds. You have heard the wheels of Adam's skateboard behind you. And he came, leaving his hand on your hips, getting you closer and closer to him. You could feel his hands roaming and doing delicate circles on the fabric of your clothes. Such an intimate action while you could almost feel his head rest on your shoulder. He made a little comment about your scent. Does this man have really no shame ?

"Aren't you tired of your own bullshit, Adam? Losing once wasn't enough to bring humility in you?" you snapped back while the man gazed at you.

"Never, my sweet, stubborn little dove" Ainosuke whispered in your ear while his hands were circling around your waists.

His sweet, gentle, poisonous tone was near to give you shivers. You weren't able to discern within yourself if it was a sort of trespassing desire that was boiling in you or a fire of rage and the deep will to smash him with your skateboard. Probably both. Let's agree on the fact that this man was a living invitation to luxury and rough love. You were just a little smaller than him but strong enough to make him comply and kneel in front of you like a slut. You clicked your tongue and forcefully escaped from Adam's treacherous embrace.

"Alright Eagle. I challenge you into a beef" Adam called behind you.

"Carry on" You answered back while the crowds become immediately silent were watching you with great interest.

"A race. You and me. Right now. The loser become the slave of his opponent." Adam added with his usual disturbing smile.

For one of the first times since you were coming in S, it was one of your first beefs. Moreover, with the boss of all that mess. And finally, it involved something hidden behind all of this display. And you liked it. Why not enjoying fully the race and the aftermath. You used the back extremity of your skateboard you hit Adam in the belly and making him move backwards. You were almost ecstatic. You walked calmly until the start line, put lightly your skateboard on the ground and set your foot on the deck while you were waiting for Adam to come. Obviously, he made his way towards you.

"Mmh... I'll enjoy to turn you upside down after this race" Adam sensually whispered.

"Your self-confidence will kill you one day, filthy man" you replied with a dry tone.

"Let's say that now that I've lost my Eve, the only person in S having my attention is you my little dove. Be ready, I'm not going to be easy on you"

These last sentences would the death of you. His magma-like voice was burning your insides. How can someone warm you up so efficiently? That was a mystery. But you liked it. Adam was well-known to be kinky. You hated a little yourself at that time. You were falling for an insane guy who is now targeting you. Obviously, it was not in a romantic way. Yet, Adam remained a reachable fanstasm. And you were apparently one of his. The green fire came rapidly, thus the start of the race.

Adam became fastly the first. You forgot about everything and just tried to have fun. You were skating as if your board was a part of yourself, dodging rocks and Adam's attack. You knew very well that he didn't change that much after his first defeat here. He even did his little thing of holding you close to him with the sort of horns on his skateboard.

" I love the movement of your hips, so agile, so smooth, I can't prevent myself to wonder what it will feel like to love you fully until you will ache for attention under my touch. You are a snowboarder too, right?" Adam asked more or less.

"You could say that. But I'm not like that kid. I prefer half-pipes. Besides, you have really no shame, haven't you? Anyways, goodbye."

You increased your speed and left Adam behind. You were jumping the cliffs where the turns formed the shape of a snake with the lights in the night. While you were flying, you were shining with more and more complicated figures and graceful landings, making you significantly ahead of the blue-haired holy creature named Adam. He managed very quickly to catch you up. A little smile was playing on your lips. That was funny to see him a little bit in difficulty.

You were provoking him. That was unbelievable and remarkably bold of you to do so. You annoying smile was allowing to build desire and longing in Adam's heart. He was the king and yet, a little dove was playing with him shamelessly. Adam was so mesmerized by your own race that he barely realized he was in the factory. The screams of the people gathered in there dragged him from his thoughts. He saw you fly until the finish line and cross it. You win against him. A huge silent welcomed him.

"One of the first things you have not to lose when you run is your own concentration. I don't know what happened to you but it doesn't prevent that you weren't really skating. So for the beef, I cancel the slave thing." You declared when Adam went towards you.

You turned your back to him and headed to your motorbike followed by the blue-haired man. You didn't want to stay any longer. Adam's footsteps were soft behind yours.

"How can you cancel the slave thing, as you called it?" Adam demanded.

Seeing that he didn't have any answer, Adam reached you to catch your shoulder and make you turn to look at him.

"Because I'm the winner" you responded with a threatening tone.

"So having me doesn't interest you?" Adam questioned with a spark of deception.

"I didn't say that" you replied with a playful half-smile crossing your lips.

You were surrounded by darkness and no one cared anymore about you. For the people, you were remedying with your little issues about the beef. Nothing very interesting for them. Your hand climbed Adam's tensed thigh before going backwards to his ass and caressing it shamelessly. You heard the man getting a heavier breath and mumbling sinner sentences in your ear. You didn't even move when he came closer to enjoy the caress.

"Adam... You are such a slut... Look at you, you sound like a virgin discovering sex" You told with an incredible amount of heat on your voice.

You left your fingers coming down on his half-hard dick and rub it lightly. Just enough to give shivers to the man.

"Horny, aren't we?" you carried on while Adam was melting under your touch.

It was only simple caresses yet the man in front of you was letting himself go as if you were escaping and he won't have anymore opportunities to have you so close.

"More" demanded Adam while he has finally what he wanted so hard.

But you stopped here, creating frustration in the man.

"There's a love hotel down Crazy Rock. Come with your Grim Reaper costume." You requested with an overbearing tone.

Adam ordered to Tadashi who wasn't present in S that night to bring him to this place and the black clothes he was wearing against Langa. Once arrived in the building, he headed towards the receptionist who led him until the room. The space was dark and very classical for a love hotel but it was enough to arouse Adam. He felt as if your hands were still on him while he was changing his red costume. The memory of your hands trailing down his back to reach his ass and caressing it shamelessly was still unbelievably strong in his mind. Then he felt the touch join his cock, gently but still enough to make surrender to your touch. He desired you so much right now. Once he wore his Grim Reaper clothes, he laid down the mattress. He let himself go to the warmth he was feeling. He already wanted you so hard. He thought he was still dreaming when he felt the sudden touch of your hand on his neck.

"Ready to cum due to a shameless imagination. What a dirty little pet we have here. Were you planning to touch while you would wait for me? " You whispered in Adam's ear, getting him to have goosebumps.

Your fingers went down along his spine then reached the start of his ass. You were riding him from behind, each of your legs apart Ainosuke's body. You spanked his cheeks violently when you see you wouldn't get your answer, making the man moaning of both pain and pleasure.

"Use your tongue. You still have one, right?" you picked up after this unwanted silence.

"Yes" mumbled the submitted man.

"Louder. I don't hear you."you commanded.

"Yes"

He was speaking at the volume you wanted to listen. Loudly but not enough to disturb people out there.

"Better" you acknowledged with a neutral tone.

You got away from the position you have over Ainosuke. You were looking for the bad you brought with you. In the corner of your eye, you remarked the presence of a mirror. It could be useful but not now. You were secretly impatient to play with the king of S. You glanced at him and couldn't prevent a half-smile on your face. His hips were slightly higher than what would be normal. The blue-haired man was aching for your touch. Unhappily, it seemed sometimes you weren't as mean as some of masters with their human pet when it comes to tough, rough and painful but delicious sex. Well... It didn't matter actually. Your beautiful puppy lying on the mattress would love it anyway. You sincerely enjoyed the fact that this natural dominant male was completely under your control.

"Get up and kneel. Be rid of your clothes and keep your eyes on the wall. If you look at me I leave you here, tied and with a toy in your ass until you faint. Is that clear?" You ordered with a severe voice.

You didn't get any answer immediately.

"Yes". You heard behind you.

"Yes who?" You added.

"Yes Master" Adam ended while he just worked to be in his knees over the blankets.

The man got rid of his suit not so quickly. The fabric was comfortable and smooth, suiting perfectly his body. The memory of your touch was almost disappearing with him leaving aside all the clothes. He ended naked on the bed, his pale skin revealed to the air. He kept his eyes locked on the wall and he didn't have any access to the mirror to watch what you were doing. He only heard some noises somewhere behind him. Adam was shivering litghtly because of anticipation. He didn't want you to be kind with him. The rougher the better. Anyways, love and pain were both the faces of a coin, right? He submits but you serve.

Ainosuke felt your hand climbing along his leg and rest a few seconds on his thigh. You slided a lubed toy in his hole. You went as deeply as you could without bruising you pet and without leaving without any sensations. His insides were slightly stretched enough to emphasize the rubbing which you started from a few feets away.

You had the time to change in a black leathery pants and high boots, all black, with an open shirt lazily flying along your sides. After that, you were just watching Ainosuke's nakedness from behind. He was well-shaped. You couldn't say more. And this beautiful insane man was craving for your attention. You knew the effect the toy had. The more Adam was holding back his moan, the more the toy is going to make him lose his mind. You knew very well that the man had a certain endurance. Yet, it had no effect when the right points within his body were touched and loved.

You were still gentle. You could be more cruel and less careful about your little pet. Adam knew it very well. He was sure he looked like a little virgin taking pleasure for the first time but the thing inside of him suppressed all of his strength. He was grunting and moaning like a whore and he loved it. But it wasn't enough. It wasn't you.

"More..." Breathed the man while his whole body was totally shaking.

"More? Really?" you asked while you were enjoying the frustration on Adam's face and the red hue on his cheeks.

"Inside me... Touch me..."you went to caress Ainosuke's naked ass before spanking it another time.

"You have no permission to cum, dirty pet. I'll punish you otherwise."you warned with a threatening tone in your voice.

The heat was slightly consuming the blue-haired man and pleasure was way too heavy for him, almost choking sometimes. You would be the death of him if it carried on.

"Please..."Adam silently begged while you were heading to an armchair not far away from the display in front of you.

Were you sadistic? Probably. You had one of your legs hanging on the side of your seat and watching Ainosuke fighting the destroying pleasure inside of him. You were so desirable. No one would ever say the contrary. It was only the start for your adorable pet. But it wasn't enough for you.

"Come here." You commanded with a monotonous but commanding tone in your voice.

You saw Adam moving to reach you. He stumbled on the few meters he had to make to come at you. He knelt in front of you but it sounded more like he wasn't able to carry his own weigh. He was looking up at you with eyes tainted of pleasure. He caressed your legs as any good cat would do to please his master and get some food or any touch. Your hand reached his chin and you lift it without any delicacy. A few more and Adam was going to surrender and leaving himself being overwhelmed by pleasure. His red eyes were blurry and full of lust and you locked yours on his. Your hand went in his hair and you brought him closer to you.

"Take it. And do it well, slut" you requested with an overbearing tone.

You felt shaking hands roaming over your leather pants and undo the belts resting on your hips. His fingers freed your half-hard dick but he was too slow.

"Faster" you ordered.

Adam put his finger on the skin of your shaft, then his lips. You hardly held back a grunt of pleasure while you were feeling his hot mouth around your cock. That was divine but not enough. You settled your fingers in Ainosuke's hair and pulled it closer.

"Come on, slut"

The blue-haired man wasn't slow but it wasn't fast enough and it frustrated you. You ordered him for more speed and he did it. Adam was all focus on your pleasure, worshipping you with his tongue and his lips. It was warm inside his mouth. You wanted to dirty your sub with your seeds and make him feel like a doll in your hands. Besides, you increased the speed of the toy inside Adam's ass. He was fighting tou bring you pleasure and not to cum. His whole body must ache but you didn't really care. You wanted more. You helped a little Ainosuke with his movements. His tongue was caressing you shamelessly, and he was all focused on you. You were almost fucking his throat.

"You are really a whore my pet. Worse than a dog in heat. Loot at you"

You led his eyes to the mirror not far from you. Adam moaned when he saw the image of himself. The red hue on his cheeks while he was taking your cock into his mouth. The sight was mesmerizing. Then, lower, the pre-sperm was dripping from his own sex. Adam wasn't able to suffer it anymore and the last image had been the death of his limits and he cummed lankily on the ground. His muscles all tensed relaxed in a few seconds. He spilled his white liquid everywhere at the bottom of the armchair while he was moaning with your shaft still in his throat.

You raised your hand and gave him an echoing slap which made the blue-haired man fall on his back, covered of his dirty sperm. You perceived Adam hard cock raising between his legs.

"Kinky whore. You are not even able to handle it, right? Such a disobedient little puppy. You'll be punished, you know that, aren't you?" you threatened with a sweet voice, penetrating under Ainosuke's flesh.

You were watching your pet getting up from his position on the ground.

"Be happy that I'm not going to order you to lick it, silly kitten. On the bed, now. Twenty whiplash, and if you are not obedient, I'll double that number. Understood?"

"Please Master, no!" Adam surprisingly begged with and hoarse voice to you.

"This is the cost for your insolence and disobedience. It could be a hundred so take what I allow you" You replied without any softness.

You gave the order to your dog to be astride on the bed, on all four. Adam settled over the blankets and stayed still. The man heard you get the tool in your hand. And without telling him, he felt a painful burn on his ass, followed by your hand which rubbed it. Ainosuke heard himself grunt to the sudden soothing caress.

"It was the first. I won't be that kind after. Count them. At any mistake, It'll be thirty"

You blowed him again and your sub was counting but it was painful and red traces were appearing on his skin. You weren't soft with him and appreciated his delicious reactions of suffering and adoration. The toy was still in his ass, driving him crazy from both inside and outside. Adam wasn't able to keep up anymore and at the end on the punishment, he fell over the blankets, naked, full of shame, pleasure and love. He was crying due to the overwhelming amount of feelings. His shaft was so hard that it was painful and he wanted freedom from you. His pants were perceptible in the silence of the room. The blue-haired man felt your hand on his ribcage and forcefully turn him on his back.

He saw climb over the mattress and settle near him. Your finger roamed over your pet's belly and touch his nipples, making him shiver and grunt. Your softness was welcome for Adam. His body was aching due to tension and slaps but pleasure was still present in his blood and adrenaline was keeping him conscious. Suddenly, the toy Ainosuke had in his ass had a different movement, more intense, more rubbing and making him moan loudly.

"Did you seriously think it was ended?" you questioned with a playful tone. "No. Of course not".

You got up and put yourself in a riding way. You pushed your shaft inside Adam's mouth and start to fuck his throat again. Fingers curling down the sheets and becoming white. Your sub was testifying of this pleasure. And you were too. Your hips were getting faster and faster and Adam's eyes were rolling backwards while pleasure was burning him. You were silently moaning and keeping your features still but it was hard when your little pet's tongue was that agile and smart to find the areas able to make you shudder. It felt like eternity till you finally cummed inside of Ainosuke's mouth. Your sub swallowed everything and as a reward you ordered him to change of position and to rest on his belly. You removed the toy from his ass and caressed it softly.

"Master..." called quietly Adam.

"Mmh?" you responded with distance in your behavior towards him.

"Please. Fuck me." begged silently the man.

Where was Adam, the king of S, almost undefeated? Where was the show-off, the insane guy? You knew very well where he was. He was subdued to every of your desire now, drunken by pain and pleasure, knocked by envy. He wanted you in the simplest way. The incubus became the innocent virgin and you were his master. Nothing was left from the skater man that you met at the nightfall. He was just a body aching for softness after a hardship, pleading for quietness now. And more sincere than he never had been until tonight. He needed you.

"Please Master..." whispered again Adam.

But his begging stopped when Adam felt your dick against his hole. A slight moan escaped from him and you started to bury yourself in him. His insides were warm and comfortable but so tight. The rubbing was divine and you could help yourself but start to fuck his ass very slowly to push him to worship you. Adam had his hips hanging a little in air as you were thrusting to give you both an amazing amount of pleasure.

"P-Please Master... More..." moaned Adam while you were almost hitting his ass.

It was so nice to see the man so submitted to his needs coming from you. You couldn't help yourself but started to thrust more and more quickly and fastly. The sound of your flesh against each other was echoing in the room and you liked it. You got rougher and rougher but it was still nice and finally, you let yourself be. You felt Adam's hole tightening around your shaft for the second time. Your hands slide down his hips to find his own sex so as to apply languid caresses. It was too much for him and his muscled yet thin body sank on the bed and you followed him in his climax not long after him.

You were panting heavily and your pet was actually nearly fainting. You took him into a warm embrace and rubbed his skin to soothe him. You didn't have the time for a real aftercare because he fell asleep immediately. You would wait him to take a needed shower. For the time that you had, you left him be.

Adam had been a wonderful sub. You were happy. But you didn't have the intention to stay with him. If he wanted you, then maybe you should have a more serious and deeper conversation. But now, it wasn't what you wanted.

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Beloved Kat! I have a bit of a crossover request? I don’t know if you played Persona 5 Strikers but in the game, the team goes to Okinawa so can I request a Sk8/Persona 5 crossover where the reader was originally from Okinawa and knows Reki and Langa, who moved to Tokyo where they met the PT and then when the PT go Okinawa, they reunite and there’s a little bit of a love triangle between Reader, Langa and Akira? Feel free to ignore and have an amazing day- Yora (PS: Give the other Mods, my love)

Akira and Langa Love Triangle

FANDOM: Persona 5 Strikers, Sk8: The Infinity

Character(s): Akira Kurusu, Langa Hasegawa

Mentioned Character(s): Reki Kyan, Ryuji Sakamoto

Type of Request: Crossover, Headcanons

Word Count: 959

Note(s): So I have played Strikers (it was a lot of fun) and I swear, the amount of crossovers that you could do with it due to all the locations they travel to. This is an interesting request, I’ll do my best to make you like it! And I’ll give lots of cheek scratches just for you Yora ❤️

Growing up in Okinawa with Reki was great. You two always hung out together and skateboarded and were just good friends. Then Langa moved to town and was added to your friend group.

There were many times when Reki would joke about being a third wheel when you and Langa were being “too friendly”, to which you’d both get flustered and reject. Reki’s comments ended up sinking into both of your minds later though...

Langa definitely knew he developed a crush, he just had no idea of how to go about it since you’re good friends. He eventually made a plan to tell you but stopped when he heard you were moving away.

It was a tearful last day with the two as you were going to miss them deeply and they would miss you too. Langa debated telling you, but ultimately decided not to as he didn’t want to make this goodbye hurt more than it already does.

You moved to Tokyo and it was definitely a bit to get used to the different wards and what to do. You also felt like the awkward new kid when you were enrolled into Shujin Academy.

Due to the awkwardness, you didn’t really know who to talk to or what to do/not to do so when you were seated behind the “criminal” you of course asked him for help getting around the school and such. It was a new change of niceness that he’s received and accepted helping you.

You made quick friends with Akira and his friend group. They did their best to keep their secret hidden from you but you knew something was up. It wasn’t until you kept pestering Ryuji that you learned about them being the infamous Phantom Thieves.

You didn’t join them in their ventures but you were an outside voice that helped them when they were stuck on what to do next. It caused you and Akira to hang out a lot since he wanted to hear your opinions but the “business” side ended with you two going on a few dates.

There wasn’t any titles added to your and Akira’s relationship but the other members seemed to realize something was going on.

Akira ended up having to go back home, causing sadness as he wanted to stay with you but you two continued to write and talk when you could, causing him to fall more for you.

When he came back, a road trip was decided for the PT and they asked you to join in since you’re still one of them even if you don’t journey into the more dangerous places as they did.

When it was mentioned that Okinawa was the next destination, you grew excited which caused some curiosity from the rest before they remembered you were originally from there.

When you arrived, you immediately wanted to show them your old house and school and just all the hangout spots you went to. Most of the thieves were a bit too busy to go, but Akira went with.

You were on the street leading to your house when you froze as you saw a familiar head of blue standing in front of your house. Akira was confused until you left his side, yelling out “Langa!”

Langa couldn’t believe he was seeing you again after so long. He kept regretting the day he didn’t tell you his feelings and now seeing you again made him think he had a second chance. At least until he saw the guy that came with you.

You introduced Akira and Langa to each other. They immediately seemed to pick up on the other’s feelings towards you. You told Langa that you were showing Akira around and asked him to join, which he did.

It wasn’t until you left the two alone to do something that the two spoke to each other. It was a rather friendly talk that they had. Honestly, those two probably would be friends if they weren’t both pining for you.

But they agreed to keep things friendly and state that while they both care for you, they aren’t going to make you choose either of them. I mean, Langa was your best friend so you two have a connection Akira can’t compete with. Likewise, you and Akira have been through quite a bit with the Thief business (something neither of you were going to tell Langa) so you had your own connection with him.

Still, introducing the rest of the PT to Langa caused some tension from them. Unlike Akira, Ryuji definitely was going to try and talk Akira up to you. But then you introduced them to Reki too and the redhead decided to try and one up Langa over Akira. It was very interesting to witness.

When you told Langa that this is just a road trip, he promised to write you more often this time and to keep in touch. He also told you his feelings. He decided that he wasn’t going to keep them to himself this time but wanted you to know since you were leaving again. Akira really didn’t blame him for confessing but also felt that he needed to kick his own butt in gear to letting you know his feelings before it’s too late.

Like no matter who you pick, the other will let you know just so you have that knowledge and it doesn’t stay a secret that might affect your continued friendship. Neither want to jeopardize the friendship they’ve made with you.

So yeah, ball is in your court for who you want to go with. There will be disappointment and some sadness that might take a bit to get over, but the friendship will continue with whoever you don’t choose.

#sk8 the infinity x reader #langa hasegawa x reader #akira kurusu x reader #akira kurusu #langa hasegawa #persona 5 x reader

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