#skate tees

[christinevioletart]

I made new graphic tees for my shop. This one is available in 3 different color combinations.

Shop Dark Valentine Tees

[saltavista]

[freshthoughts2020]

[clubmega]

[ultrareality22]

My TeePublic online shop is now organized into subject albums. Here are some examples from my Skateboarding themed section. More can be viewed at:- https://www.teepublic.com/user/atlantean-arts/albums/315227-skateboarding

[x2the9]

[toruandmidori]

We made an updated version of *that* iconic vintage anti-skateboarding shirt.

Great gifts for skateboarding friends. 

It’s available to buy online now in a range of colors, here: 

SKATEBOARDING IS AN OLYMPIC SPORT

[erikkarlsson-pod]

Check out this awesome 'ANIME MANGA KRAKEN COLLECTION SURFER SERIES GRAFFITI STYLE TUR...' design on @TeePublic!

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

SUPPORTING SMALL BUSINESSES IN THE MID '90s -- EVERY KIND OF PISSED OFF MUSIC YOU COULD EVER ASK FOR.

PIC INFO: Spotlight on a 1996-era brochure selection of various band's, compilations, and merch on the old school Pessimiser label (formerly based out of Inglewood, CA), featuring then-underground acts such as:

-(16)- (Santa Ana noise rock/post-hardcore), DIVISIA (Orange County hardcore punk), the "Possessed to Skate" compilation, GRIEF (Boston sludge/DOOM metal), & EXCRUCIATING TERROR (L.A. crustgrind/grindcore).

Source: www.picuki.com/media/3423002538509883941.

[studiomore]

Rock Star 🧑🏻‍🎤⭐️ Ringer T-Shirt

[likirahub99outfitstees]

Fox Buddy Skating T-shirts, Mugs, Baby Bodysuit, Pillow, Tank Tops, Stickers, Hoodies, Art Prints, and Many More…

Treat Yourself Shop at - likirahub99

[freshthoughts2020]

[onejamtart]

onejamtartstore.com product spotlight | XLARGE® JAPAN FRONT K GRIND S/S TEE | BLACK.

♦️ More Info | Buy Now ♦️

Soft and crisp cotton tee with an impactful original graphic print on the front and back inspired by one of the more difficult skateboard grind tricks. Both the front and back graphics uses a foam print to give it a slightly elevated feel.

ONEJAMTARTSTORE.COM | UK & EU Official XLARGE® JAPAN Retailer

[mudkip-enthusiast18]

I love weird freak evan who collects bones and dissects shit and works in a morgue and has organs and dead animals in jars in his room

and I also love average loser evan who smokes and skates and kind of just hangs out and does art and is a nerd and lives in exclusively hoodies, graphic tees, and cargo pants

and I think these 2 things can and should coexist and maybe they’re even the same guy :)

[nosyp]

Boyfriend Rodrick Heffley

Before dating, Rodrick is terrible at hiding his feelings. He teases his crush constantly but gets all flustered if they flirt back. Greg calls him out on it.

Whether it’s playing drums, skating, or just being effortlessly cool (in his mind), Rodrick is always trying to impress his partner even if sometimes failing miserably, but hey, he tries.

He plays it off like he's chill about the relationship, but deep down, he overthinks things like “Do they think I’m cool enough?” or “What if they realize I actually suck?”

He drags his partner to Loded Diper rehearsals all the time. He will dedicate a song to them, even if it’s just some chaotic, new song.

His texts are like “yo” or “wanna hang” with no punctuation, but if his partner calls him late at night, he’ll talk with em for hours.

If someone flirts with his partner, he’ll try to act unbothered, but he’ll totally glare at them while whispering, “That guy’s a total poser.”

Expect dumb pickup lines like “Are you French? Because Eiffel for you.” He thinks he’s smooth, but he’s actually just adorable.

If someone talks bad about them, he’s immediately ready to throw hands, badly, but it’s the thought that counts.

He’ll drape himself over his partner, put his feet in their lap, ruffle their hair. He has zero to no sense of personal space. Loves holding hands but tries to act like it’s no big deal.

He’ll write them a song, and it’ll be horrible, but he’ll perform it like he’s in a sold-out stadium. If they actually like it, he’ll be so smug.

If his partner steals his hoodie or one of his band tees, he’ll pretend to be annoyed but he actually think it’s the best thing ever.

[oscquinn]

CONTROL: j. hughes x fem!reader

TAGS & WARNINGS → NSFW 18+. p in v, rough sex, spitting, dirty talk, y'know the works

A/N → my first jack fic, and first hockey fic in general!! pls be nice :)) based on this ask i sent on anon a few days ago...

WC → 1.4k

You’d seen what happened. One of the Rangers defenseman tried to trip Jack, earning a shove from your boyfriend. The gloves came off, then there was blood on the ice. You almost spilled your drink, standing up and screaming as your boyfriend rose in the middle of the tussle. He gets a blow in here and there before the refs separate the players.

Jack looks pissed as he skates toward the bench, but he turns around to mouth to you, “just a scratch, baby.”

You don’t talk about it until you’re home. Jack’s hand rested on your thigh the entirety of the drive, squeezing occasionally. You notice his bruised knuckles and run a thumb over them softly.

When you get home he stomps up to the bedroom, removing his sneakers with a huff. “Jack, baby,” you murmur, reaching out for him. Strong hands swat yours away, Jack stands and his frame looms over you.

“Get on the bed.” Your brow furrows in confusion, taken aback by his request. Before you can respond his hands are on your hips. “I said. Get your ass on the fucking bed.” 

You whimper as he picks you up, tossing you onto the mattress himself. You land with a soft ‘mmph!’ and watch as he hastily unties his sweats. They fall to his ankles with a quick shove, then he’s dressed in nothing but boxers and a tight black tee. 

You swallow and stare at the tent in his boxers, no matter how many times you’ve taken it your stomach always flips at the size of him. Jack’s eyes darken as he gets on the bed, crawling over to cage you in under his body. “You’re gonna sit there, and you’re gonna take what I fucking give you. Do y’understand me?”

Still, you’re too awestruck to answer. One large hand grips your jaw. “Don’t make me repeat myself, I know y’aren’t stupid. I asked you a question.” You nod dumbly, whimpering when his hand moves to squeeze your throat just slightly.

“Good girl. Hands and knees.” Jack caresses your throat, his tone commanding as he releases you. You scramble into the desired position, pressing your ass back against his bulge. You feel the thickness of him press into your center, panties already wet from the way he’s been handling you. 

With a shaky breath you tell him, “whatever you need, y’can take it.”

He coos in response, chest pressing flush to your back. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” There’s the distinct sound of your tights ripping, and before you know it he’s pushed in to the hilt. The moan that leaves you is a punched out noise from deep in your chest, you flop down onto the pillows at the head of the bed. Jack sets a mind numbing pace, grunting softly as he fills you deliciously, again and again. 

You’ll never get used to his size, girth splitting you open in the best way. All you can do is whimper weakly, your skirt flipped up and red lace panties shoved to the side. Jack isn’t normally like this, but you’re loving this side of him. The control over you, the way his hand presses your neck into the pillows, all of it is deliciously rough. A series of soft ‘ah ah ah,’ noises tumble from your parted lips, your deep shade of lipstick smearing onto the fresh white pillowcase.

And Jack fucking loves it. “They think they c’n just do whatever t’me, slam me in the fuckin’ wall. Can’t–fuck–can’t control shit out there,” he growls, hips snapping against yours. The obscene sound of skin on skin is muffled by the bits of fabric that still cling to your bodies, clothes only pushed back enough for him to slide in. Jack was too pissed for the formalities; undressing you slowly, taking his time to kiss all over your body before finally plunging into your sweet cunt. He needs you now, just as you are. And fuck he has you.

Has you mewling his name, “JackieJackieJackie–” sounding so pretty underneath him. Has your ass up in the air, tinged red with his handprints, god he loves slapping your ass. Jack has you falling apart, as he always does. He knows your body like he knows the devils playbook, inside out and backwards. Even tonight, when he’s taking what he needs from you, he can feel your orgasm drawing closer. 

“You gonna cum for me princess?” he asks, pulling out until just the tip is inside before pounding back into your pussy. You slump forward, nodding in place of the words you can’t seem to form. “Yeah, fuckin’ thought so. Such a good girl for me, letting me take control like this.”

Jack’s warm palm presses your back into a pretty arch, displaying you to him. He watches enamoured as his cock stretches you out. The sight is obscene and oh so fucking pretty. He spits on your joined bodies, aiding the slick movement as he pumps into you with quick strokes. The coil in your core winds tighter and white hot pleasure overruns you. “Fuck! Jack, baby,” you whine, followed by a high pitched moan as your orgasm washes over you.

Your head feels fuzzy, barely registering the soft coos of praise from your boyfriend. You float in that space for a bit, cheek pressed to the pillow and lashes splayed against your cheek. Jack fucks you softer, still chasing his own pleasure while he lets you take a minute to recover.

Soft kisses on your nape bring you back to reality. “Fuck that was…” you mumble, trailing off as words fail you. What could you say, mind-numbing? So good you saw stars? Truth is none of it could describe how that just felt.

Jack’s lips seal to your own, his chest pressing to your back. “Gonna fill you up,” he mumbles against your lips. “How d’you want it, sweetheart?”

“Mmm, on m’back,” you whisper, a pout gracing your lips when he pulls out. You whine at the loss, earning a soft chuckle from your boyfriend.

Strong hands maneuver you onto your back and he teases, “easy there, I’m puttin’ it back in.” He nips at your jaw, pushes the fabric of your #86 jersey up to reveal your breasts, then with one hand on his cock he pushes in.

In one smooth motion Jack fills you completely. The dark, wiry hairs at the base of his cock brush your clit and draw sweet mewls from your swollen lips. “Who’s in control baby, huh?” he asks, his tone dark as he starts to thrust slowly into you. “Who’s the only one that can make you cum like that?”

It’s hard enough to form words around Jack as it is, but when he’s above you like this? You’re practically mute. His hair hangs in your face, and a simple gold chain bumps against your chin with every thrust. His thumb brushes your bottom lip, pulling it into a pout as he slows his pace.

“Come on, asked you a question baby,” he coos, teasing you with shallow thrusts until you muster up the words to answer.

“You, only you Jackie,” you whimper, using the sweet nickname in hopes he’ll fuck you harder. It’s coy, but it works. His pace speeds again, face buried in your neck as he covers the skin with soft bruises. “You, you, you. Always you,” you whisper.

Jack smiles, you don’t see it, more feel it against your skin, but you know it’s there. “Yeah, atta girl,” he purrs, his hips starting to stutter. You know he’s close, and you bring one hand to tangle in his hair. In a smooth but firm motion you pull him in for a kiss, tongues mingling sweetly while he groans into your mouth.

“Fuck, yeah. That’s it, thank you baby, thank you,” he’s practically whining, biting down on your lower lip as his thighs shake. He fills you so deliciously, warmth blossoming between your thighs as he cums inside you. Even in the height of his pleasure, Jack still focuses back on you. He circles your clit with his thumb, muttering against your lips. “Cum for me, c’mon, tha’s my girl.”

Another orgasm washes over you, your back arching weakly as you pulse around his cock. Jack whines, hiding his face in your neck while he ruts into you, milking the last bits of pleasure from the both of you.

© gallaghersgal, 2025. div. by cafekitsune,

THX 4 READING → inspired by @cupidbedsy & @lovecla, dedicated to @hhughes. lmk what u thought of the fic!!