#reki kyan imagines

[justanobodywriter]

20:15 ✦Reki✦

"Your hair is super soft," the phrase left Reki's lips before he had time to really think about what he was saying.

One of his hands came up to smack himself in the face. His other hand was still in your hair but fell through your hair.

You giggled, "Thanks."

He was mentally kicking himself for being so... weird with his compliment.

"I didn't mean that to sound so..." he started and trailed off.

"Creepy," Langa chimed in.

Reki glared in Langa's direction.

"It's ok, I thought it was cute," you reassured.

"R-really?" Reki asked.

"Mhm," you confirmed.

You turned and gave him a small smile to reassure him that you really didn't mind.

"Now, are you going to finish braiding my hair so we can go skate or what?" you smirked.

"R-right," he chimed jumping up to go back to braiding your hair.

"You two are so weird," Langa sighed.

"Yeah, why don't you just kiss and get it over with," Miya chimed in.

Both you and Reki went red in the face.

"Maybe," you shrugged trying to seem as if you weren't effected by the statement. "If someone ever finishes braiding my hair."

"Is that a sure deal?" Reki asked swallowing down the lump in his throat.

You smirked over your shoulder at him, "Hurry up and you can find out."

[norimiya]

Patch and Fix

reki kyan x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

warnings: blood and injury(nothing major) 447 wc

a/n: HELLO REKI NATION

“Does it hurt?”

Reki shrugs, muffling a groan with his hand when you wipe at the cuts on his leg. “I’m used to it.”

“I asked if it hurt.” You said, looking up at him from your position knelt in front of him. “I know you’re used to it.”

He blinks, “Are you mad at me?” You sigh in response. That’s all he needs. “I can clean these up myself.” He tries to nudge your hand away, and he finds it useless when you don’t budge. “Y/n, I can do it.”

“Every time you go skating, you come home with twice the amount of bruises you left with.” He nudges your hand again and feels tears building in his eyes— for whatever reason, he couldn’t understand. “Then, at the end of the day, you come to me.” A shaky breath from you lands against his leg and sends shivers up his spine.

“I can support your passion to the ends of the earth, Reki.”

“But?” He interjects, fist clenched against his knee.

“I can’t keep doing this thing— patching you up and pretending I’m okay with having to see you limp into my house or–or be carried in by your friends.”

“Then what, we break up?” His words are quick. If he speaks slower, he thinks it’ll tear his heart apart. “Is that what you’re trying to say?”

When you sigh again, the string that tied you and Reki seems to snap in his mind, and when you stand up and set the first aid kit on the counter, he thinks it’s over for good.

You shake your head, “That’s not what I want. I just–” You pause, watching the water change color as you wash your hands. “I don't want to be the person who only ever sees you at your worst. I want you to come home one day without any injuries or rips in your clothes that I’ll have to treat or fix.”

Reki looks down as you say your words, to the bandages wrapped around his legs, to the sewn patches and embroidered patterns on his jacket. You had every right to be upset; he just didn’t know how to handle it.

“I’ll do better.” He says quietly, looking at his hands that were folded in his lap. “Try not to get hurt as much, and to not rely on you when I do.”

“You can come to me, Reki.” You murmur, storing the kit away. “Just not when you’re bleeding. Blood is supposed to be on the inside.”

“So I can come to you about internal bleeding then?” He tries, smiling when you roll your eyes at him.

“Not a chance.”

[thewritetofreespeech]

hello, how are you?

may i please request polyam!renga (skate the infinity) when their girlfriend is upset with them? maybe because they went to compete against adam, even after she expressed how against it she was (she was very worried)...

Reki /Langa/Girlfriend - Keeping secrets

The sound of wheels clicking against the concrete echoed over the man-made valleys of the skate park. At this time of night, no one was around. So the entire parks was Reki and Langas to command and practice.

“Yes!” Reki cheered as he landed his new trick.

“Good job.” Langa ‘cheered’ as well, although more subdued than his fiery companion. As usual.

“With these new moves, we’ll definitely be able to beat Adam when he shows up! No one will stand a chance against us at SK8 next week!”

“So this is where you guys have been?”

The boys job at the sound of a new voice, but recognize it instantly. They slowly turn around to see [Y/N] there. A frown on her face and Reki’s hoodie he had leant her, but was never returned, around her shoulders to keep warm. “What are you guys even doing out here?”

“We were….just practicing….”

“Yeah…practicing…” Langa chimed in after Reki. But his ability to lie was weaker than his ability to stand on a board just a few months again. “We were training to beat Adam.”

“Langa!”

[Y/N]’s frown deepened at Langa’s confession. “You told me you weren’t going to try and skate against him anymore.”

"We knew you'd be mad if we were training to face Adam."

"So we kept it a secret."

"I'm not mad you're training to face Adam." She told them, which caused the boys to look surprised. "I'm mad that you lied to me. Yes, I'm annoyed that you're still planning to face him after what he did to Cherry. The guy is psychotic! But instead of just talking to me the both of you lied and snuck around behind my back. We don't do that to each other!"

Reki & Langa hung their heads. They did agree to be honest with each other.

When they started this throple thing, no one really knew what they were doing. None of them had really dated before. Nor did any of them have experience in relationships. Let alone complex ones like this. But they all agreed to try, under the condition that they were honest with each other about things and how they were feeling.

“We’re sorry.” The boys apologized in unison.

“We just…didn’t want you to be mad at us.”

“Langa’s right. We thought if we could train and practice up, then by the time we told you about what we wanted to do you could see how much we’ve improved, and you’d be ok with it.”

“I’m not going to be ‘ok’ with you challenging an attempted murder. But I guess if this is something you feel like you have to do, I won’t stop you.” The boys smiled at [Y/N]’s understanding, but she still wasn’t smiling at them. “But if you hide things from me again, I’ll be ‘not ok’ with anything ever again. I mean it. No more secrets or this is over.”

Reki & Langa but seemed to be scared straight by her comment, and nodded vigorously that they wouldn’t keep secrets anymore. “Good. Now. Show me what you’ve been working on I guess. Let’s see how you improved.”

The boys beamed and ran off to show their girlfriend what they had learned. Excited to show off for her more now than facing Adam.

[arsoniiii]

- golden hour.

I wonder what Langa is saying.

[positively-mine]

Reki and langa with a s/o who’s a cuddly person and always wants to be holding their hand/arm or playing with their hands/hair (pretty much just a clingy s/o) thank you

Affectionate s/o

Just you being clingy & how they would react.

A/n: Nowadays i realized that im touch starved and this anon hit the spot 😕😐 anyways hope you like this. Sorry i posted this 3 days late btw, my orientation is really killing me. The campus is so much bigger than i thought and travelling time is way too long 😅

Reki Kyan

When you guys started dating he had known a little that you’re affectionate

He had observed you and he would see small interactions such as you holding onto your friends arm or sleeve

However..

When it became official, he wasn’t expecting to be bombarded with your ministrations

A stuttering mess and a blushing fool was what he was

He didn’t think that you’d want to immediately have physical contact with him and he’d thought he had to slowly ease into it

It’s hard to understand him when he’s speaking with a quivering voice 💀

I’m sorry but sweaty palms

(Nothing against people with sweaty palms or anything)

Just be prepared to wipe your hand after holding his because this is the first time he’s been this close to a girl

If anyone remembers the episode where they were on the ferry and reki wanted to approach the girl in white

From my deduction skills as a literature student i hc that he still has “awkward flirting” with you

Won’t go into detail bc I might get second hand embarrassment

Now when you play with his hair..

He’s like putty in your hands

malleable

I can totally see him get sleepy when you play with his hair

Pretend you don’t see it though

He will get super embarrassed

At this point he should just paint himself red

Cuddling is something he wants to do but is really too shy right now :(

Langa Hasegawa

I don’t think he minds it

He’s used to getting tackled into hugs by his mom so one more person wouldn’t be a problem

Either welcomes it or initiates it

You’d be walking to school together and he’d be like

“Can i hold your hand? (´∀｀)”

I have a strong feeling that when you hold hands,

He always turns to you to give you an award winning smile

Then gives your hand a squeeze

Maybe not blush but its like dusted on his cheeks

Prefers to interlock your hands together instead of you holding his arms

He’s also a person that likes to fiddle with your fingers

When he’s thinking he’ll be playing with your fingers

Or when your walking together and he’s mindlessly playing around

Will hum if you play with his hair

But i can see him prefer you to massage his skull

Or braid his hair

He doesn’t mind

Doesn’t even care if you give him crazy pigtails

As long as you’re playing with his hair

Will also want to return the favour

Not very well done let me say

It’s not that he does it on purpose but it’s because he doesn’t play around with his hair

Often enough you’ll see him twirling a strand of your hair around his fingers

He likes the soft feeling of your hair round his fingers

Definitely a hugger

Compared to reki he’s not as shy to cuddle with you

But would like it if he was the big spoon

He likes to feel you in his arms and him enveloping your frame

Falls sleep immediately after cuddling with you 🫣

[misfits1a]

ACCORDING TO YOU. reki kyan x reader

angst; fluff

posted. 8 aug 2024 (originally posted 24 may 2023)

notes. AHHH my first fic for my beloved, reki kyan!! the mall they’re at is the aeon mall okinawa rycom. if my research is correct, ramune is a carbonated soft drink, chūka is japanese chinese cuisine, and itameshi is italian-japanese food

also, i was really fighting with myself for a while about if i wanted to have a side blog specifically for my writing (and i originally posted this fic on that account), but i decided i'd keep all my stuff on one blog so alas, i must repost

cw. a JERKWAD of an ex! language. unedited

wc. 1.5k

you’re not exactly sure how you ended up here.

one moment, you and reki are walking around murasaki sports and the next, the two of you are sitting across from your ex and his new girlfriend— hidaka rina, if you remember correctly— at kamakura, waiting for your order.

it’s awkward.

daichi uses his pinky nail to pick at something in his mouth. hidaka scratches absentmindedly at her napkin, her dark waves covering half of her face. she’s pretty, you have to admit– pale skin, cocoa eyes, long lashes, perfect height and thin.

reki yawns— obnoxiously, in daichi’s opinion; adorably, in yours. reki throws an arm over your shoulder and pulls you in close to his side. the bubbly skater leans in, his lips practically grazing your ear to whisper something.

you laugh at the joke.

neither of you see it, but daichi scowls. hidaka, however, does catch it and rolls her eyes. daichi could be so disgusting sometimes and for no reason other than he felt like it.

“so, reki,” daichi starts.

reki hums, just barely loud enough for you to hear, as he pulls away from you, smiling his trademark sunny smile at your ex in acknowledgment.

“how did you meet y/n?”

“oh, she works with a friend of mine!” reki says.

he loves this story— it was love at first sight for him, he believes. he and his best friend langa, along with another friend of theirs, miya, had arrived at the flower shop to ask hiromi for a ride to s later. when they’d walked in, your workmate had groaned, obviously knowing what was coming (and you’d just been confused), but as reki opened his mouth to ask the question, his eyes had drifted behind shadow and there you were, arranging some flowers. 

miya would say he had hearts in his eyes, it was so obvious. immediately, he’d abandoned his question and went over to where you were working, struggling to start up a conversation. you’d laughed at his flusteredness, much to his chagrin, but then asked his name. at hearing your voice for the first time, he’d thought, “marry me”, but when you and langa and miya and hiromi busted out laughing, he’d realized he’d said it aloud.

thankfully you took pity on him, and offered a date first. the rest is history.

daichi quirks a brow, grabbing his bottle of ramune and taking a sip. “a friend of yours works at a lingerie store?”

for just a moment, reki’s confused. but then he remembers you telling him you worked at a lingerie store before you worked at tulip.

you sigh. “i work at tulip now. the flower store.”

“oh, i’ve been there a few times!” hidaka says. “i always get my mom flowers from there. the manager lady is really nice.” she turns to reki as she continues, “i’m assuming your friend is the big orange haired guy?”

“yeah, shad—” he coughs, catching himself. “hiromi.”

“he’s nice,” hidaka hums.

daichi scoffs low in his throat, taking another sip of ramune. he sets the bottle down. he sucks his teeth. “can i ask you another question, reki?”

your boyfriend’s eyebrows shoot up in questioning. he doesn’t like the tone of daichi’s voice, but says “sure” anyway.

“what do you like about y/n?”

the sound of your given name coming from his mouth after the shit he put you through the two years you were together sends a wave of disgust through your veins. under the table, you clench a hand.

reki is so taken aback by the question, all he can say is, “huh?”

“well, when i was with y/n . . .” daichi starts, leaning back against the booth. daichi has always had a craving for causing trouble, and you can tell he wants to start some by the glint in his eyes. he inhales a deep breath, then blows it out. “well, she’s boring, is she not? quite moody? plus, when we were together, it never seemed like she could do a damn thing for herself.”

you sit in silent fury. reki’s speechless. even hidaka’s mouth is dropped open in shock.

daichi straightens his shoulders, scrunches up nose, and continues in a higher pitched voice, in an attempt to copy you, you assume: “‘daichi, take out the trash.’ ‘daichi, can you do the dishes?’ ‘can you help me bring the laundry out?’” he drops his shoulders and his voice returns to his own. “and nothing ever pleased her, either, you know? i’d do the dishes, and she was upset i didn’t do the pots and pans. i’d take out the laundry, but i didn’t ready the detergent for her.

“can’t make up her mind for anything. i’d come over and we’d decide to watch a movie, she always grabbed like five movies to make me choose from. when we’d order takeout, it was always ‘tacos! ooh, chūka! wait no, itameshi!’”

reki finally regains his composure and opens his mouth to speak, but daichi, ever the pot stirrer, continues on.

“plus, she always chose her friends and family over me. on my seventeenth birthday, her friend airi injured her ankle in a gymnastics accident and she took her to the emergency clinic. and when her brother was graduating kindergarten, after i broke my ankle, she went to his graduation instead of coming to visit me at home after she said she would.”

you’re absolutely bewildered, and you feel like crying. which would only attest to his “moody” claim, huh?

“what the fuck?” hidaka mutters. not because you chose taking care of your friend over going to daichi’s seventeenth birthday celebration, and not because you chose your brother’s kindergarten graduation over visiting him after he injured his ankle. but over the actual audacity that he had the nerve to hold a grudge over that.

reki slams his hands down on the table, pulling himself up. you’ve only ever seen the look on his face a couple of times— hell, not even. upset was not an expression your boyfriend made often, usually the cheery one.

“why don’t you shut up?” he snarls.

“what?” daichi chuckles coldly.

“you’re a fricking dick; no wonder y/n dumped your ass.” reki continues. “you’re the stupid one. how could you say that shit about someone you once claimed to love? you never loved her— you loved having control over her.”

daichi rolls his eyes, unaffected.

“what kind of jackass would get mad at someone for choosing their family over them? are you telling me you wouldn’t?”

“no, i would,” daichi says.

reki balks for a minute at the blatant hypocrisy. he shakes his head before continuing, “and you’re wrong! y/n is incredible! she’s one of the funniest people i know– maybe not in telling jokes, but in her own way, she’s funny. and she’s beautiful, inside and out! i love that she cares so much about her friends and family. it’s amazing! she’s smart, and kind, and independent, and no wonder she hates asking for help even when i want to give it to her! i’m glad she dumped your ass, because if i don’t deserve her, you sure as hell didn’t.”

reki grabs your hand and pulls you out of the booth.

“come on, babe, we’re leaving.”

“without paying?”

reki doesn’t say anything, just looks at hidaka and says, “you should too,” before taking you out of the restaurant.

it’s only when you two are in kahiko, looking at all the shirts that remind you of kojiro, that you speak up: “thank you, reki. for standing up for me. i clearly couldn’t do it myself.”

his arm wraps around your waist, pulling you to him. he presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

“i knew you could,” reki starts. “but it was my chance to show you how much better i am than that jerk. he’s the stupid and useless one. not you. never you.”

“agreed,” comes a panting voice from behind the two of you. you turn to see hidako, cheeks flushed and a shy smile on her face. she looks at reki, “i took your advice. i don’t think he’s too happy we left him with the check but after everything he said, it’s the least we could do, right?”

reki chuckles.

“well,” hikada huffs. “i’ll see you two around. i know you didn’t mean to, but it probably would have been much longer until i saw daichi’s true colors if we hadn’t run in to you today, so thanks.”

then she turns and walks away.

you wrap your arms around reki, snuggling your face into his sweatshirt. he laughs, patting the small of your back.

“i love you, reki. so much. you know that right?”

you feel him nod. “you’re everything i’ve ever wanted, y/n. i hope you know that.”

you hum, looking up at him, a content smile gracing your features. “tell me again?”

he laughs again and pulls back, gently shoving you away. “i love you more than anything, y/n,” he pats your head. “hey so, will you come to s with me tonight?”

© 2023 misfits1a. all rights reserved. do not repost, translate or claim my work as yours; please credit if you want to repost my work in a fic rec

[b4kuch1n]

more sk8. I think the cindereki stuff is extremely stupid but I am not immune to trying to conceptualize a princess gown in any setting

[nervoustravelernight]

Imagine you having a sleepover with reki and langa. You guys were watching a movie. reki was laying on your lap, and langa was leaning against your shoulder. You have been so focused on the movie that you didn't notice that langa and reki have fallen asleep when you realize you gently cover reki and langa after you covered them with a blanket you got comfortable yourself and slowly started falling asleep.

[slaughtergutz]

Duality - a Sk8 the Infinity fan comic

forgive the quality inconsistency, I drew half of this a month ago and then I decided to redesign my OC and redraw some things so...it's all over the place. I just needed to finally post it lol

Rest of it is under the cut.

[pink-blend]

another banger (repost bc it sucked)

[mimi-croissant]

"You wanna kiss me so bad right now it makes you look stupid" "Yea" "Huh"

[eemoo1o-kuroo]

Imagine Langa having an obsession with cats. Reki doesn’t mind cats (most cats), but prefers dogs. But Langa brings home a cat, so now they have a cat.

[norimiya]

Maple Syrup

a/n: i was listening to Maple Syrup by The Backseat Lovers when I wrote this <3 shout out purple sweaters ☝️

reki kyan x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned) ~590 words | slight angst, not really a happy ending but it’s open

His purple sweater. It's hanging on the back of your chair, mocking you with its presence every time you look in its direction. It stands out, just like he did.

Reki's purple sweater, his favorite sweater. It became your favorite too. The large gear printed on it etched itself into your mind. Reki found a new sense of pride when you told him gears now reminded you of him.

Reki's favorite purple sweater that haunts your mind day in and day out just by collecting dust at your desk. It's only been a few days. Why are you so worked up about it? Because Reki has never disappeared without telling you the reason, and even when he did, he still texted you.

Your phone doesn't buzz once to tell you Reki's back.

You wonder for a bit if something bad has happened to him, but you remember you're friends with Langa, and even he doesn't know what's going on.

He brings you to a secret skate gathering, S, they called it, but you never understood why. There's a competition, and Langa asks with pride if you could cheer him on—in place of Reki. You agree and stand back to watch the large screen.

And then you hear him.

Adorning that awful colorblock corduroy jacket you gave him as a joke because he wanted to steal it from your closet, and a hat that was straight out of a skate magazine. He sees you, you know he does by the way he ducks down in fear of being caught but you both know it's not doing him any good.

He's gotten this far in avoiding you, how is it now when he's in the deepest pit he can't get out of, you manage to find him?

"Reki." He jolts at your voice, earning confused stares from the people he joined to hide from you.

"Y/n." He looks at you and he wants to cry.

You're wearing a purple sweater. A purple sweater with an all too familiar design, with all too familiar wear and tear patches and holes, with tears in your eyes.

"Where have you been?"

The three guys excuse themselves, not wanting to be in the middle of your– whatever it was– and scurry off in another direction.

Reki's not very smart in these situations. He tries to run. You yank him back by the hood of his jacket, your jacket. He chokes back a sob, then pulls away from your grip and looks at you. He's upset.

"It's none of your business." He says, straightening himself out as he takes a step away from you. "Leave me alone." He hates himself for pushing you away but he needed to do it.

"Did I do something wrong? Did Langa do something wrong?"

He flinches at the thought. "Of course not." He says, it's painful, his voice is shaking, and he can't look at you. "I just need to be away from you guys."

"Then tell us you need space, Reki." You whisper, hesitantly reaching out for his hand. He pulls away, you do too. "What happened to you?" He shakes his head, and all he sees is purple.

The purple sweater he gave to you after you said it was your favorite one. The purple sweater he sprayed his cologne on every time you asked. The purple sweater he wore the first time he kissed you. The purple sweater he gave you the last time he saw you.

"Just–"

That damn sweater.

"Just leave me alone."

[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Reki and Langa finding out their s/o's family is famous? (Mom's a pianist, dad's a painter, older sister's a jewelry maker, etc.)

Reki + Langa + Reader - a star among the cosmos

“Is that a Grammy?? And an Oscar!?!” Reki asked excitedly as he looked at your mantel.

“Yeah. The Grammy was for one of her first albums. The rest of them are in storage. The Oscar is for some US movie she helped write the soundtrack for a few years ago.”

“Your dad has a doctorate in art studies?”

“It’s honorary.” [Y/N] told Langa. “We was awarded it from Oxford after some installation he did for their campus.”

“Isn’t your sister in London for some expo?” Reki asked, stepping away from the awards to focus on some other marker of achievement on the wall.

“Yes. To showcase her new jewelry line.” [Y/N] sit down on the couch and wait for them to be done.

“Wow. It must be so amazing to have such famous people in your family.”

“Yeah….it’s great….”

The boys stop their perusing and turn to [Y/N]. Who looked sullen for a moment before they sat up straight again. “Don’t look at me like that. It is great. I love my family. And they love me. They’re all great but sometimes they’re….too great.” Reki & Langa don’t seem to understand. So [Y/N] explained further. “It’s hard being in family were everyone is so successful. And I’m just…average.”

They seem to get it now and jump into action. “You’re not average [Y/N]!” Reki exclaimed. “You’re an awesome skater!”

“I’m above average at that.” They told him. “I’m no where near as good as Cherry or Adam.”

“Well, yeah. Cherry ‘s a lot older, so he’s had more practice. Adam is just…crazy.”

“You’re also really smart.” Langa chimed in.

“I’m average smart.” As and Bs, some Cs. Not advanced placements or classes. Just regular ones that they did pretty well in. Nothing like their sister. “Look, I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be a downer. It’s just…hard to be a regular person in a house full of overachievers. I’m not amazing like them.”

“You’re pretty amazing to us.”

[Y/N] looked up at Langa, who was looking at you seriously. Reki beside him with also an eager disposition to agree.

It felt warm. Comforting. Again, your family was very accepting and supportive of you. This wasn’t some teen movie where they cast out the ‘under achiever’. They treated you as an equal. But being treated as an equal and being an equal were different things.

“Thanks guys. I appreciate it.”

“Come on. Let’s get out of here.” Reki suddenly said. “Your house is cool, but I don’t want to waste a nice day like this indoors. Let’s go skate!”

He was already pulling [Y/N] up from the couch and towards the door. Langa in toe. [Y/N] thought that they might not be great at everything like their family, but at least they had great friends.

[boizandgurlzinthehouse]

Are ur request open and do u wrote for sk8 ? Just wanted to ask before I request

yes, the sk8 reqs are also open <3 i refreshed the list, sorry for the late answer )):

please mind that i write only with fem!reader, i know it’s not canonic or a little unusual in the fandom but i feel comfortable this way. thanks for understanding 🐇🤍

[demidin]

reki listening to iwss and then realizing he was rapping it out loud