#sk8 the infinity prompts

[wholelottaprompts]

Sk8 The Infinity Prompts

Call me crazy, but I know what I saw.

Real talk. Do you brush your teeth?

I never know, unless I try.

It doesn’t matter if we win or lose. We’re still your friends who love to skate.

Am I flying or falling?

No limits, only possibility. Skating is infinite.

He's delicate.

You think maybe you should ask me first before you create your human pet trafficking ring?

Show her she's a lucky girl!

Grow up! I want pizza.

I don’t want to cheer from the sidelines. I want to be skating beside you.

At least it's not my fault you looked like a fool out there.

It all feels so familiar.

You don’t get skating at all. It’s exciting. It’s thrilling. You need skill to do it. And you can do it anywhere you want to.

I'm working right now, you dimwit.

You know, you never talk. And now that you started, it’s like you can’t stop.

It’s not about winning. This is an adventure. Isn’t that right?

Can you hear yourself?

[arsoniiii]

☀️🌙

[sebdoesthings]

#Sk8ober Day 1: Clothes

I've wanted to draw a Renga clothes swap for ages now, so I may or may not have included this prompt just so I would finally have to do it, soooo...

Sketch and lineart (plus prompt sheet) under the cut

[blueberrywafflez727]

fic idea: in a race between langa and adam, the matador of love tries to hit langa with a classic love potion but reki gets hit instead. the recipient of the spell is said to immediately fall in love with the first person they see when they wake up. everyone agrees langa should be the one reki sees, as he would “be best suited to handle a lovesick reki.” only for reki to wake up and literally nothing changes because he was already in love with langa in the first place

[moonlight0934]

Do Better

Miya stretches with a yawn. Reki and Langa are chasing each other around the skate park, arguing about something. Everything aches, even though he’s pretty sure that he hasn’t been overworking himself. He still doesn’t get up to join them, because while he’s not sure why his joints feel like jello, he’s still not planning on going out there and hurting himself. Reki eventually walks over with Langa nowhere in sight.

“Hey, why aren’t you joining us? Normally you’d be skating circles around us by now just to prove that you could.”

Miya rolls his eyes before casting them back down.

“I’m just tired.”

“Oh, really?”

Miya nods gently while still keeping his head tucked into his arm. In fact his joints are starting to feel like someone is chisling at his bones, but he doesn’t say that. He just keeps his eyes down and lets Reki think whatever he ends up thinking.

“Ok, well you can go home. We won’t get offended.”

“I know. Not that I would have cared if you got offended anyway.”

Reki rolls his eyes.

“Alright, fine. I’m going, but I’ll see you later if you decide not to leave.”

Miya hums before letting his eyes fall closed. He doesn’t mean to fall asleep, but wakes up to Reki shaking his shoulder. The action hurts more than it should, and he can’t stop the hiss of pain from escaping his mouth.

“Woah dude, there’s no reason to make noises like that. I just wanted to let you know that we were heading to S now.”

Miya looks around, noticing that it’s dark outside. He sits up fully, biting the inside of his cheek.

“When did it get so late?” he mutters.

“I thought you were lying about being tired, but you fell asleep on this bench. Then stayed asleep the entire afternoon. Anyway, are you coming with us?”

“No, I’m going to go home.”

“Ok, see ya later then.”

Miya waves before grabbing his board and heading home. His mom is pacing by the time he gets in.

“Miya, baby, where were you?” She grabs his face, squishing him.

“Mom.”

She lets go of his face, but roughly grabs his shoulders. She’s still staring at him, and her grip is tight enough to hurt.

“I just got side tracked while I was out with my friends.”

“It’s almost ten at night.”

“I know, I’m sorry, Mom.”

“You know that I don’t want you out when it’s dark.”

Yeah, and that’s why I’m sneaking out of my window to go to an illegal skating ring.

“I know, Mom, and I’m really sorry. We were inside so I didn’t realize how late it was getting.”

“You know that I’m going to have to call their parents, right?”

Miya’s brain short circuits for a few seconds before he realizes that she thinks he’s talking about his old friends. The ones that he never told her he stopped hanging out with.

“You can’t,” he blurts out before his brain can really catch up with what he’s doing. All Miya can think is that she has to stop before his old friend’s parents tell her that they don’t talk anymore.

“Why not?” she asks, narrowing her eyes.

“Because it’s not the friends that you’ve already met.”

Her eyes brighten immediately.

“Oh, so you made new friends?”

“Yes, Mom. I made a couple new friends. You wouldn’t have their parents’ numbers. Actually, I’ve never even met their parents.”

“Ok, who are these new friends?”

“Their names are Reki and Langa. They’re a little bit older than me.”

“How old are they?”

“Reki’s sixteen, and I think Langa is seventeen.”

“That’s really old. How did you meet these boys?”

“They skateboard, and they were at the rink that I practice at on my days off.”

“Ok, well, you promise that you were safe?”

Miya nods, and she hugs him one more time.

“In that case, it’s ok. Just go get some sleep, and try not to do it again.”

Miya nods, then heads straight up the stairs. He doesn’t tell her that he didn’t eat, or that he feels like his body might fall apart at any given minute. He just throws himself into bed, and goes to sleep. He doesn’t feel much better when he wakes up in the morning, and his head feels foggy. He goes to get up, but ends up falling out of bed.

“Ow.”

Someone knocks on his door, and he calls, “You can come in.”

He’s still untangling himself from his bedding when his dad walks in.

“Hey, kid, what are you doing?” he asks.

Miya freezes.

“I was just trying to get up.”

“Well, you’re going to be late.”

“It’s Saturday, isn’t it? I shouldn’t have anything to be late to.”

“You have practice with your manager, and another interview today.”

“Do I have to? I think there’s something wrong with me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Either I’m sick, or I’ve just been overworking myself. I just feel off.”

His dad walks over and puts a hand on his forehead. He sighs as he stands back up.

“I know that things have been hard lately, but you need to follow through on the commitments that you’ve made. You don’t have to pretend to be sick.”

Miya closes his eyes for a second then says, “Ok, I’ll meet you outside. I just have to change.”

His dad nods, then walks back out. Miya stays on the floor for another few minutes. Then he gets up, changes, brushes his hair and teeth, then heads outside to meet his dad. The drive is quiet, and Miya has to force himself to stay awake for the whole thing.

His dad walks in with him, then says, “I’ll meet you here in a few hours. I have some errands to run, but I’ll be back to pick you up.”

Miya frowns.

“Can’t you stay?”

“Why?”

“I just don’t… I don’t know.”

“You need to get better at dealing with these things yourself.”

Miya stares at the ground.

I deal with everything by myself! I always had to do everything myself before I met my friends. I was always in charge, even as a child. 

He doesn’t say any of that, just heads inside without replying. His manager is waiting for him, already annoyed that he’s late.

“You have to learn to manage your time, Chinen.”

“I’m not normally late,” Miya mutters, but it’s not loud enough for anyone to actually hear him.

Even warming up feels hard. His joints ache, and his muscles are protesting his every move. His brain is still struggling to keep up with everything. His manager keeps yelling at him to hurry up. Miya doesn’t pay him any mind, doesn’t speed up, or even respond. By the time he’s done warming up, the news people are there, and he’s already exhausted.

“Since they’re already here, we have to do the interview first,” his manager says, and Miya just nods.

He listens to their questions about how he got as good as he is, and about his support systems, and how he balances normal life and this. He doesn’t really give an answer to any of these, just kind of non-answers. Everyone looks confused by the time they’re done, and his manager looks furious.

As soon as they’re gone, he says, “What did we say about your people skills?”

“That they suck, and I need to do better,” Miya replies though he’s not sure how he actually phrased it.

“You do need to work on that, but I didn’t say they sucked. Haven’t you been hanging out with more people recently? Shouldn’t that have helped, or were you lying to me about what you were doing?”

“I wasn’t lying. You do not want me to talk to them the way I talk to my friends though.”

“Whatever, just get started on your training. You know it’s a day to work on your new tricks.”

“I don’t want to. Can’t we do something else today?”

Something that won’t make my hands hurt.

“No. I know it’s hard, but you can do it. You’re one of the best people your age in the entire world.”

Miya rolls his eyes.

“You can cut the flattery. It’s not going to make me more cooperative. I’m doing it, but I’m not happy.”

He walks over to grab his phone. He texts his dad to pick him up, lying that they got off of practice early. His dad texts back almost immediately saying that he’s still busy, but that he’ll get there as soon as he’s done with his errands. Miya can just wait inside until he’s back. Miya puts his phone back then grabs his board.

He makes it through twenty minutes of training before his right hand gives out entirely. Since he was putting his weight on it, the balance shift sends his skateboard flying. He slams into the wall with a crack. His awareness fades for a second, and his manager is beside him when his vision comes back. His hand is throbbing terribly from where he hit the wall.

“I’m going to call your dad.”

Miya nods though he doesn’t say anything, because if he opens his mouth it is not going to be words that come out of it. It feels like a long time before his manager comes back over, holding his phone.

“He didn’t answer me, so I want to try calling him on your phone.”

Miya nods, then with his good hand, which is still shaking pretty badly, he punches in the code. His dad still doesn’t answer, so he takes the phone. He calls Cherry, putting the phone up to his ear.

“What’s going on?” Cherry answers, curt and to the point.

“Can you come pick me up?” Miya asks, aware of how bad he sounds. His voice is wavering, and he’s physically shaking hard enough to affect his voice.

“Yes, where are you?”

Miya gives him the address.

“I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

Those ten minutes feel eternally long, and his hand just keeps hurting more. Cherry looks worried when he comes in, and he looks even more worried when he sees Miya.

“Who is that?” his manager asks.

“What happened?” Cherry asks, kneeling down beside Miya. He hasn’t even looked at Miya’s manager.

“He was trying to nail a new trick, and fell. He hit the wall pretty hard.”

“Do we need to go to the hospital?” Cherry asks, gently taking Miya’s arm to look at it.

“I think so. I left my dad a voicemail while you were on your way here, so he can meet us there.”

“Alright, come on.”

Cherry helps him up, keeping an arm around him to make sure that he doesn’t fall.

Once they’re in Cherry’s car, he says, “So, what actually happened? Did you just fall?”

“No, I need to do better. If I did better, this wouldn’t have happened.”

Cherry frowns.

“Just walk me through what happened today, because Reki told us how off you were yesterday afternoon.”

“I think I’m sick, but everyone just kept telling me to do better. Have better people skills, and stop lying and faking. I didn’t know what to say to make them understand that I wasn’t lying. Then my hands gave out on me, and I practically flew into a wall. I think my wrist might be broken.”

Cherry winces, though his face is hard.

“I think I need to have a word with your father. Sending you to do this while you’re sick is absolutely unacceptable. Also I know that you’re not lying about being sick enough to warrant that being his first response.”

Miya looks down.

“You don’t have to talk to him. I probably shouldn’t have called you at all. This is a lot to ask already.”

“No it’s not. In fact, I’m going to call Kojiro to meet us at the hospital. I was with him when you called. He was really worried, and I said I’d call him once I knew what was going on.”

“You don’t have to ask him to come down here,” Miya asks as they pull into the parking lot.

“I know, and I won’t be. Once he hears what happened, he’s coming without anyone asking.”

Miya hums. They head inside, and Cherry calls Joe once he gets them checked in. The next few hours are spent waiting with Joe and Cherry. His dad shows up while he’s getting his hand X-Rayed. Miya can tell that they already ripped him a new one by the time he comes back.

“Was it broken?” Cherry asks gently, his tone soft.

Miya nods, and his dad immediately hugs him.

“I’m sorry.”

Miya nods against his shoulder, too tired to do anything else.

“Can we go home now?”

“Yes, I’ll do the rest of the paperwork while you stay with these two. Then we can go home, and we’ll wait to talk about this till tomorrow,” he says, glancing at Cherry and Joe.

“Ok.”

After he walks away, Miya turns back to Joe and Cherry.

“Thanks.”

“It’s no issue, kid. We’re always available for this kind of thing. Also, give me your address cause I want to drop off some food tonight.”

“Ok, but can you wait until tomorrow? I’m going to give my parents some kind of bullshit explanation for how I know you two, but I don’t want to do that until tomorrow. I just want to get some sleep.”

Joe nods.

“Of course.”

Miya smiles, even if just a little. 

[ciaossu-imagines]

I’m back to writing for Tony Hawk: The Anime! All kidding aside, Sk8: The Infinity is such a fun show, with great characters, and I enjoyed using number 4 from prompt 3 on day 16 for the a couple of the S Skaters! I hope any fans of the show enjoy the little, general headcanons for the characters.

Do all their things have their own place?

With Reki, the answer is kind of a no. It’s not a super-hard no, but the boy can be a little scatter-brained at times and he has a habit of setting something down while thinking that he’ll remember exactly where he put it afterwards. Spoiler: he often doesn’t remember exactly where he put the thing, at least not initially. He would eventually find it, mostly by retracing his steps, but it’s not an automatic that he’ll know where everything he wants is. The fact that he’s not super-ambitious when it comes to keeping everything in his personal living space tidy and organized also contributes to that. However, I want to tack on here that this is mostly about his personal living spaces. When it comes to his workshop, Reki works a lot harder in keeping things at least somewhat organized and clean. It might appear a little crowded or somewhat untidy to others, but Reki has everything where he wants it, he can find anything he needs, and the workstation is always surface level clean at least.

Langa embraces very minimalistic living, in all honesty. He’s not someone who wants or needs a lot of stuff. The things he does have, he does try his best to take care of, so his personal spaces are always pretty tidy and clean. It also helps that he actively thinks about doing things like chores. Even if he doesn’t consider them the most fun, he understands the importance of tidying up and cleaning and he appreciates the sight of a clean living space. That being said, it’s not so much that everything has its own place. He’ll often leave things in different areas, such as setting a leaving his board leaning up against a wall, as long as those things will still be visible and easy to find. He’s pretty relaxed on organization – as long as he can find things, it doesn’t really matter if they’re always kept on this or that shelf, etc.

Miya has always had his mother to do his chores for him. Legit, that woman does all his cleaning, his laundry, everything so he’s never really learned how to keep his living space for himself. He’s the type who, even as a late teenager or even as an adult with his own space, would take his laundry home for his mother to do and she might even pop over to clean up for him. He’s never had to learn how to stay organized and how to make sure that his things are easy to find because it’s always been done for him. When he moves out on his own, it becomes harder for him and he does lose track of this or that and has to really struggle to find it before he starts learning how to do the basics of organization. And it really will be basic organizational skills that he utilizes – commonly used things closer at hands, less used things more tucked away. However, this doesn’t apply to his skating gear or his videogames. Both of those things are always kept exceedingly neat and well cared for, since they are both things that he’s really passionate about. I think he’d really enjoy using storage furniture to show off not just his gear and to keep his video games together, but to display awards and merch.

If you only knew Shadow from skating, I think his living space would really confuse and astound most people. It’s actually really clean and exceptionally well decorated. Balancing out his two personalities, there’s a mix of darker elements, like framed pictures of his favourite rock and metal bands (there’s definitely a framed Kiss concert photo), skulls and skeleton motifs, but they coexist and somehow beautifully intertwine with more delicate and feminine details, with fresh flowers in pretty crystals vases, the light and pleasant scent of room sprays, plush fabrics like velvet, and nothing is overly crowded. His things are largely well kept, without showing a lot of damage or wear and tear and he knows where almost everything is. The only spot where this isn’t true is within his kitchen. While he definitely can and will cook, it’s his least favourite of his chores and while he’ll clean up after himself, he does it as quickly as possible and is guilty of just chucking a pot into the cupboard he thinks it goes in or just setting ingredients in whichever cupboard is closest at hand.

[fanfic-mania]

HEAR ME OUT!!! New sk8 fic idea:

New law that says that anyone born and naturalised in a foreign country with Japanese parents has to go through the immigration process once they turn of age.

Cue Langa's skating profesional rival finding this out and threatening him with deportation.

Solution? Fake marry his best friend (long term crush) to get the citizenship. Might also have the added bonus that he gets to stop hearing about all Reki's new crushes on every girl he meets.

On his side Reki's plan to get over his one-sided crush on his best friend by dating someone, anyone, and hopefully developing feelings for someone else; gets interrupted by having to act like a couple with Langa. Which only makes moving on completely impossible.

[sk8promptmeme]

INFINITE PROMPTS is now open!

this is an ongoing prompt meme where you can post SK8 the Infinity prompts and make fic/art for other prompts

♾ rules link

♾ prompts link (click "prompt form" to submit prompts)

♾ genfic and all ships are welcome

[minky-for-short]

Saw this prompt on Twitter and thought it was adorable so i will take some requests!

[sararaiden]

"A riot of blossom", written for the @mbflashbang.

Rated T. Hanahaki Disease. Canon Compliant.

“You truly have bananas for brains,” he says, flailing the branch in his hand and making a few petals scatter to the white-tilled floor. Kojiro frowns, the spark of annoyance behind his russet eyes fueling Kaoru further into his diatribe, “Look where all this ‘no strings attached’ sleeping around has landed you, gorilla.”

Links to Cheezy's artwork and Grace's fanfic here and here.

[a-halo-for-you]

Skateboarding Our Worries Away

With palm trees and rolling empty streets. From Sunrise to Sunset you know the best place to go is anywhere on your board, moving amongst the weaving trails of your friends, moving so fast your worries can't keep up.

ヽ(*⌒∇⌒*)ﾉ

For those who cannot access Spotify here is the list:

Free Spirit - Khalid

Sunflower - Post Malone & Swae Lee

Our Dawn Is Hotter Than Day - SEVENTEEN

Geronimo - Sheppard

Don't Bring Me Down - Electric Light Orchestra

What Do I know? - Ed Sheeran

Don't Kill My Vibe - Sigrid

Paradise - Rude-a

Going Dumb -Stray Kids, CORSAK & Alesso

Younger - Jonas Blue, HRVY

Feelin' It - Danger Twins

Lights - Journey

For any requests on prompts or songs you would like added to playlists please feel free to message/comment below!

I would also love to see if any work comes from this, please feel free to share! o((*^▽^*))o

[sebdoesthings]

I know this is reeeeally short notice, but the idea of making a sk8 specific inktober prompt list possessed me yesterday and I just had to make it.

Please play it fast and loose with these. You don't have to do every prompt or every day. Feel free to skip prompts you don't like. Stick to them as closely or loosely as you want. Small doodles or big pieces or anything in between. Just have fun with it. If you have any questions about prompts and would like me to clarify, feel free to send me an ask.

If you post anything for this (fanfic is welcome too, fuck the rules) please use the #sk8ober tag and feel free to tag me directly, i wanna see what you guys make :)

PS: thanks to everyone who submitted prompts!

[miyaweeks]

It's time for #MiyaWeek2024! 🐱🛹

Dates: February 16 - 22

Miya's Birthday: Feb 22nd 🥳

🔸 18+

🔸 SFW & NSFW

🔸 All fanworks welcome!

🔸 Include CWs and tag your works 🔥

🔸 Tag @miyaweeks for 🔁

🔸 More event info on our Carrd!

Miya Week 2024 Prompts

Day 1 • 2.16

secrets

streaming

Miya's firsts

🔥 size difference

Day 2 • 2.17

sharing clothes

competition

fanservice

🔥 pet play

Day 3 • 2.18

heroes & slimes

secret crush

mentorship

🔥 breeding

Day 4 • 2.19

FREE DAY!!

Day 5 • 2.20

teasing

feral / wild

confessions

🔥 discipline

Day 6 • 2.21

jealousy

blooming

hurt / injury

🔥 roleplay

Day 7 • 2.22 (Miya's Birthday!) 🥳🎉

gifts

wishes

kitten

🔥 vanilla

[benka79]

Title: Look At Me

Author and Artist: BENKA79 (verobatto)

Fandom: SK8 The Infinity

Pairing: Joe/Cherry

Rated: Teen and Up

Length: 844 words

Warnings: N/A

Tags: friends to lovers, pining, love confession, first kiss, not actually unrequited love, POV Joe, fluff.

Summary:

Joe decides it's time to ask Cherry to look at him, in the same way Joe always had.

Link to fic on AO3

[verobatto-messy-art]

Art piece I made for the @fanficlounge 's Weekly Prompt!

Stay tuned to my multifandom blog for the Fic posting!

[givereadersahug]

My Fanfic 💖 Love and Promises (SK8 the Infinity)

Title: Love and Promises

Fandom: SK8 the Infinity (Anime)

Main Pairing: Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom

Challenge: The Weekly Drabble Zone on Dreamwidth

Prompt: #351 - Love Who You Love

Rating: General

Word Count: 200

Tags: Fluff, DK era

Summary: 

Kojiro reminds Kaoru of his promise.