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camryn-haitani · 3 months

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kissing the Sk8 boys before their beef

reki kyan, langa hasegawa, kaoru sakurayashiki (cherry blossom), kojiro nanjo (joe) x GN! reader

TW: cursing

lowercase intended. this is the beginning of y'all's relationship so this is the first time y'all kiss

(s/y/n) means yalls 'S' name if y'all want a secret identity like how kaoru has cherry blossom

Reki Kyan

you hear the door slam open as you jolt your head up to see what it is. you see your boyfriend in the doorframe looking directly at you

"Y/N Y/N Y/N. GUESS WHAAAAAAAT!" he yells as he runs to your desk. you smush his cheeks with your hand. "reki baby, calm down. and what is it?" you ask. "sorry, but you gotta guess." he says in a more hushed manner.

"uhmmmm you got a beef?" you question. he nods his head. "and lemme guess, with shadow?" he nods more excited. "I've been studying his tricks and cheats so I'll definitely beat him now." he whispers so people wont hear him talk about S. y'all's teacher walks in and reki goes to sit down, bouncing his knee up and down, not being able to contain his excitement.

time skip

langa, reki, and you gather up at S and look for Joe and Cherry. you see Cherry's bright ass pink hair and lead the guys over to him.

"glad to see y'all can make it. reki I wish you luck." cherry says in a monotone voice. "thanks cherry! i really appreciate it" reki smiles.

"yo! you ready to get your ass kicked, you little punk!" shadow walks up behind reki. "hell yeah! I'm gonna beat you tonight, shadow. and if I win, you have to get a act like a baby for 10 minutes. wah wah!" reki mocks him like a baby.

"oh yeah?! and if I win, you have to do the same!" shadow yells. "really creative, huh?" he says.

they get into their starting positions and wait for the lights.

"reki wait!" you run up to him. "s/y/n? what are you-" he gets cut off by you kissing him. he kisses you back and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you in. you pull back, "good luck!" you smile at him.

let's just say that a certain video of shadow got sent to your phone :)

he was so happy that you kissed him to the point where he ran to you at the finish line and tackled you in another kiss. he did not want to let you go

Langa Hasegawa

you were watching langa practice some new tricks that reki told him about. he had a beef with some random guy that challenged him, but langa had nothing to worry about. he's sure he can beat him.

of course langa fell a few times and he always came to you to bandage him up. he always has that sad walk everytime he came up to you with a scraped hand or knee. but nevertheless, he always got back up again.

"gasp, langa look!" you pointed at the sunset. one of two things. 1. you wanted to show him how pretty the sunset was. 2. it was about that time to start heading over to S. you packed your things up and starting heading there.

of course, reki was already at S and waiting for y'all. "langa! s/y/n! you're here!" reki ran up and tackled us in a hug. "omg reki, hi!" you laugh. he gets up and helps me and langa up. "dude are you ready?!" reki asks. "of course!" langa says with a smile. 'he looks so pretty when he's happy and smiling' you say to yourself.

langa was about to go to the starting line when you called for him. he walked up to you, "yes, honey?" he asks. "one thing." you grabbed his collar and kissed him. you let go of his shirt and wished him luck. she was absolutely red and stuttering, poor boy could barely walk back to the starting line.

he of course won. he was still so red when he came up to you at the finish line. he was a stuttering mess asking you if you can kiss him more often

Kaoru Sakurayashiki (Cherry Blossom)

you're at where kaoru works and you're just watching him do whatever the hell he does when he works. you're just staring at him, mindlessly, engaged in whatever he's doing. "i can feel your eyes burn into my head, darling. is there something you need?" he asks. "oh uhm no... i just like watching you work.." you admit embarrassed.

after he gets off work, you both head over to Joe's for some food. "well if it isn't my two favorite people. the usual seats and orders, I presume?" joe asks. "you know us so well" you respond.

you and kaoru sit at the bar so you can talk to Joe. he brings out both of your drinks and food and leans on the counter. "so che- I mean kaoru." Joe messes up. kaoru gives him a 'watch what you say' glare at Joe. "how about a beef tonight, kaoru? just like old times, huh?" joe asks. "fine, but only if it'll get you off my back, you dopey gorilla." he says.

time skip

cherry took almost an hour to get ready, mostly on his hair, and we go to find Joe. i see his deep, moss green hair (insultingly) and he sees me. he runs over and gives me a bone crunching hug. "s/y/n!! you made it." he says. he looks at cherry, "oh, and the princess has arrived as well. how long did it take you to do your hair this time?" joe asks. cherry just slapped his back and joe hissed at the pain.

"you ready, you walking shampoo ad?" joe looks over at him. "ready to wipe that smirk off your dumbass face." he fires back. "oooh so sassy today."

"wait, darling." you call to cherry. "yes, angel?" he sits back up. "good luck, mkay?" you pull down his mask before he protests and kiss him. his eyes widen in shock, he doesn't know what to feel or how to react. you pull up his mask before anyone else can see.

cherry absolutely won against Joe since he had your kiss to motivate him.

he now requires a kiss before every single beef he has

Kojiro Nanjo (Joe)

like cherry, you were admiring kojiro while he worked. just something about the unform he wears makes his muscles and everything look so good on him. you weren't gonna lie, you may or may not have been slowly undressing him in your mi-

"if you keep undressing me with your eyes, I'm gonna catch a cold." he says with his back turned to you as he washes dishes. he has his sleeves halfway rolled up, making him 10x hotter. "oh shut up you gorilla." you say as you look away, but then look at him in the corner of your eyes. "oooh ouch that one stung," he says sarcastically, "you've been hanging out with kaoru too much." he says, never turning around.

once he's done with the dishes and everyone's cleared out, he dries his hands and leans on the counter to look at you. "some little punk kid challenged me to a beef tonight. you're gonna be there right, darling?" he questions. "well of course, sweetheart. wouldn't want to miss seeing you shirtless." you shot back while looking at his hands. there's steam coming off of them from the hot ass water he was doing the dishes with. "my eyes are up here, darling. you can see me shirtless tonight, lovey." he raises your head with his finger. "oh don't worry, I plan on it. and if I hear one of your fangirls yelling about how they wanna quote 'marry your abs'," you finger quote, "I'll jump on their asses." you sickly smile. "damn, you're hot when your possessive."

time skip

you both ride to where either reki, langa, or cherry was, or whoever you find first. reki and langa run up to you and jumps you in a hug, making you fall off your board. "s/y/n!" they say while pilling on you. they always do this every time you come to S, but you don't mind, it's cute.

joe pulls them off of you and helps you up. the kid who challenged him starts egging him on about how Joe will lose and that he'll never beat him. this, of course, pissed you off. "joe!" you wiggled your finger to signal to come here. before he stops, you pulled his belt buckle, wrapped your arms around him, and kissed him. he doesn't hesitate to kiss you back immediately. you pull away, "kick his ass, darling" you tell him. "damn angel, do this all the time and I'll do whatever you say." he teases.

he, like cherry, had your kiss to motivate his win.

joe, and like reki, walked up to you after his win, and kissed you oh so passionately at his win

he also requires a kiss before every beef

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justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms · 4 months

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Hey, I dont know if you do emergency requests or not, but can I make a sort of one?

My cats been missing for three days, I've had her since I was 11 and she is REALLY important to me(shes also never been gone this long). We just got a ton of snow, im worried for her and I overheard my parents saying they think our neighbor did something to her. Can I request Sk8 characters comforting their S/O in a scenario like that?

Hi Squeezy! I'm so sorry to hear about your cat, I really hope you find her soon. I hope you like the headcanons. I didn't include Adam or Tadashi but please let me know if you'd like headcanons about them as well.

The "good" ending can be found here and the "bad" ending can be found here.

Fandom: Sk8 the Infinity

Characters: Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa, Miya Chinen, Kojiro Nanjo, Kaoru Sakurayahiki x gn! Reader

Reki is probably one of the best people to be around if you want your mind taken off the situation. He’s good at listening as well if you want to talk but his real talent lies in distracting you.

Having said that, he’s very adaptable so if you prefer being comforted in a different way, he can change his methods to suit you.

If you feel like talking or just need comfort, Reki gives fantastic hugs. He’ll sway gently side to side and rub your back or head.

If you want to go out and help look for your cat, he’ll tag along. That way he’s helping but is also with you for support.

Of course, he’d also take his skateboard out and skate around town looking for your missing fur friend on his own. But his first priority is making sure you’re okay.

Langa is the best listener out of everyone here. If you want to talk about what's happening or reminisce about good times with your furry friend, he's there to lend an ear.

Much like Reki, he's going to grab his skateboard and go around town trying to find any clues as to where your cat's gone.

He'll ask around at S as well. While Reki might have some reservations about going up to a random person at S and asking if they've seen a cat around, Langa does have the same qualms.

Langa's not the best with physical touch but if you want hugs or any other form of physical comfort, he'll do his best.

All in all, he'll be a more quiet supporter in this situation. He'll do what he can to help but he's a lot more subtle than some of the others.

Oh, Miya is finding your cat and discovering every detail of what happened. He’s starting a search on every social media platform he has and is ready to take it to the news if need be.

A missing cat is no joke to someone who's favourite animals are felines so Miya is right there with you in missing your furry friend.

He's probably very attached to your cat as well so he's going to do whatever he can to get it back. If that means he has to call in some favours thanks to his standing and fame, he'll do just that.

Miya's not great with words or physical affections but if that's what you want to help you deal with the situation, he'll do his best.

If he gets to choose how to comfort you, he's going to just be in your presence. He may not be great with words or physical comfort but he's got a reasonably soothing presence.

Joe is taking you back to the restaurant, making you your favourite dish, calling Cherry so he can give you company, and setting out to search for your cat.

He’d be there in person but doing nothing while someone he cares about is hurting is hard for him, especially if he knows there are things he can do to help.

Joe will also print out missing flyers and stick them up all over town, keeping a few at the restaurant. Every customer he servs, he’ll ask if they’ve seen your furry friend (if they can give him any information, he’s offering a free dessert).

If you do particularly want his company, Joe will stay with you and make calls to a bunch of his connections from S so they can start the search.

He’s good at comforting people, especially if they want someone to talk to, either about the situation or about something else entirely. He’s a good listener and will respond at the right moments with the right words.

Cherry is the perfect combination of Joe and Miya: he's going to be hands on with helping to find your cat but he's going online as well.

He's also got more resources than Miya so he'll be sending out drones as well to scout the city in search of your cat.

He's also going to call in help from Joe. He knows that, as many connections as he has, his old friend has a lot of different connections that may also be able to help.

Because he can search remotely, Cherry will be able to spend a lot more time with you than the others.

He's very adaptable in comforting you so whether you want physical comfort, kind words, a good listener, or just someone to be with, he's got it covered.

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inkstaindusk · 4 months

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Remember that reddit post about the guy who keeps getting into fights with the cook at waffle house? Ok that but joecherry, as witnessed by respective apprentices Langa and Reki

Reki likes Sia la Luce. It's pretty fancy, but he has to wear a kimono during his apprenticeship anyway so he never sticks out too badly. The food is really good--he never had Italian before he started coming here--the employees are all nice people, and the atmosphere is usually pleasant. Usually. The only exception being...

"You must have lost whatever smidgen of skill you had to your oversized muscles!"

"Clearly your tastebuds need to be checked as much as your eyes, damn four-eyes!"

Reki chews slowly on his pasta as his teacher and the head chef Nanjou argue over the counter. Again. Like they do every time they eat here. There's never anything wrong with the food in his opinion, but Cherry--Kaoru-sensei in public, he's reminded him countless times--always seems to have some problem. He can't tell if this is bad flirting or what. Mostly, it's just kind of weird and disruptive.

One of the junior chefs, Langa, slides into the seat across from him, also glancing at the fight. "Um, your food isn't that bad... right?" he asks hesitantly.

Reki shakes his head wildly. "No, the food's great! Awesome, even!"

Langa sighs with relief. "I made your meal today, so thank you. I'm glad you like it."

Reki nearly chokes on his next bite, but manages to swallow it down, hopefully without being too obvious about it. It shouldn't be a big thing. Of course one of the chefs would have made his food; it doesn't have to be the head chef. But Reki has had a crush on Langa ever since he saw him the first time Cherry took him here and he can't help getting his hopes up that maybe this means something. Maybe. Possibly.

The food suddenly tastes a whole lot better now. How about that?

"Y-you're a really good cook, Langa!" Reki stammers. "Thanks for the meal!"

Before Langa can say anything else, the argument kicks up a bit and there's a choking sound. When Reki looks to the side, Cherry is trying to strangle Nanjou with the collar of his tight shirt. A few patrons actually look over this time and in the blink of an eye, they've fixed their appearance as though nothing happened.

"Man," says Reki, "they have way too much practice with that."

Langa nods. "Mm. They're childhood friends, so it makes sense."

"They're what?!"

Langa tilts his head at him. "Sakurayashiki-san hasn't told you? They grew up together."

Cherry did not tell him this. Any time he tried to ask about why they keep coming here Cherry just gave him a scary look and said Oh so you don't want me to pay for your lunch anymore? Reki values his life, wallet, and future prospects, so he stopped pestering. Eventually.

"You know, that makes sense," he says thoughtfully. "Ch--Kaoru-sensei wouldn't just fight with anyone." With no one looking at them, except for Reki and Langa, Cherry and Nanjou have gone back to their hissed argument. It's starting to look a lot more like weird flirting now. He kind of doesn't want to keep watching anymore.

Reki looks back at Langa. "Hey wait, what are you doing out here anyway? I thought you weren't allowed to be a server."

"Nanjou-san said it's okay if it's you. I'm 'better at smiling' when I'm with you." As though to prove his boss's point, Langa smiles.

Reki ducks his head, hiding his own smile behind his food.

(By the counter, the argument continues:

"Now look what you've done! Your employee is slacking to flirt with my apprentice!"

"How is that my fault? Is your AI heart too mechanical to appreciate young love?"

"Not when they're on the clock!"

"And what do you think we're doing right now?")

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xnchxntmxnt · 8 months

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Hey! May I ask for a pt 2 of the "skating in heels" piece you wrote, please? No pressure if you don't want to do it!

WHEW OKAY anon. Love ya. Thank you for the request. I forgot it was there for several months im sorry 😭 forgive me

Characters: Kojiro Nanjo, Langa Hasegawa

Warnings: above text if needed

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part one

Kojiro “Joe” Nanjo

Small warning: talk of injuries but its in a light hearted and teasing way, nothing graphic

Alright

See this guy

He’s gonna think its impressive

Clapping, cheering, the whole bit

You can probably sense a but coming

BUT

He’s watching and he’s like

That cant be THAT hard

Ahaha yeah. Sure joe

So you scour the internet trying to find him a pair for 2in heels (start a little easy on him)

They usually dont make heels in his size but dammit, youre stubborn, you find some. Theyre international shipping so you gotta pay the extra money and wait a little longer, but he tested you and now he gets to reap the benefits

Honestly, i love being petty with kojiro because he wouldn’t get upset he just matches your energy

So these heels come and you take him to a skate park on a less busy night when there aren’t any teenagers around. And bring a helmet just in case

“I haven't worn a helmet skating since i was sixteen!” “I know, and you got a concussion two weeks later. Wear it”

So he does, but makes fun of you for it endlessly

Until he falls on his ass coming down off the halfpipe and slams his head into the concrete. So he was happy for it then

Now he just has a bruised butt and ego, but no bruised BRAIN

(dont get concussions kids, i did and it was not fun)

He gets up, dusts himself off, and grumbles something about how he put his foot in the wrong place and he’ll get it next time

(he’s not used to the gap between the heel of the shoe and his toes. Makes a difference)

After making some excuses he tries again. Falls again, and this time its because “the shoes aren’t broken in”

Several tries and excuses later, he gives up and puts his sneakers back on. He respects your ability a lot more after that

Langa “Snow” Hasegawa

Shocked pikachu face

Not much more i can say

Langa is a man of few words and i think he’d just stand there staring at you

You decided to show off to him & reki at the skate park randomly one day (they were very curious what the shoes were for) and pull a couple small tricks on the board

Reki’s all sorts of excited and cheering for you because he’s never seen someone DO that before

Langa just. Sits there mouth slightly open

(gets made fun of for it gently lol)

When youre done and skate back over langa begins spinning you around and checking you for injuries or anything because “that can be very dangerous” and he’s worried about you skating in shoes that are not meant to be skated in

But when he’s finally satisfied and knows that youre okay and didn’t pull anything he’s slightly smiley

“That’s very impressive”

“Thanks, langa”

Proceeds to talk about it for the next SEVERAL days with reki, but doesn’t tend to bring it up with you. No one’s sure why, but he just cant stop singing your praises when you’re not around

Not out of malice, he just does that. Talks a lot about the people he loves when theyre not there. Cute habit of his

He thinks youre so cool though and loves to watch you skate when you put your heels on (or just watch you skate in general

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strawberyblogs · 8 months

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Sk8 the Infinity - General Headcanons - Main 6 - 🥭

Reki and Langa have a shared tiktok and always are posting trendy dance videos. Additionally, every time a video gets over 1,000 or so likes, Reki thinks they're local celebrities. (Meanwhile Miya's account is verified with millions of followers)

Langa is definitely one of those people who ALWAYS carries a fan on them. Movie theaters, pews, stadiums, everywhere. If he doesn't have one, he's dramatically fanning himself with a brochure or magazine. (Or he steals Cherry's)

Shadow is the type to flip a coin, and if it lands on heads, he'll text his ex. If it lands on tails, he'll probably just flip it again.

(A bit canon) Miya would order the most extravagant meal when Joe is paying, just to not even touch it. Kind of a jerk teenager thing, but he only does it when Joe is paying.

Shadow and Cherry definitely do their hair together. I mean, come on. There's no way Cherry gets the perfect, luscious ponytail, and Shadow achieves the most elaborate hair style on their own. Not because they really need each others help, but their "hair routine" takes a very long time, so they have a little bit of "girl guy talk"

Langa is the type of guy to have perfectly clear skin, healthy silky hair, and soft skin, but do nothing that's deserving of that. He'd be glowing after washing his entire body with dish soap from 1953.

Shadow, and Joe are gymbros who embellish their workouts just to show each other up. They have an unspoken competition on who could eat most while "bulking", and who could fast the longest while "cutting".

Miya would try to go to the gym with them, but then be scolded by Cherry and Reki for "lifting too heavy", and claiming it would "stunt his growth". (He only lifted 22 kg / 50 lb)

Langa is the friend who forgets to eat regularly, Reki is the friend who never gets full. Let's just say it's a great friendship dynamic.

Miya is one of those "angsty" teenagers who wears sweaters during the summer. It's absolutely ridiculous, and drives Cherry absolutely insane. But during the winter, Miya wear sleeveless shirts, probably just to spite Cherry.

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howlingtides · 5 months

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Reki comforts Langa on Langa's father's birthday (Langa's POV)

tags: hurt/comfort, grief, processing grief

Langa felt like he'd never really woken up this morning, sitting at his desk in class, eyes heavy. He'd hugged his mother before heading out, held her close and tight and imagined that he was taking away her pain, transferring whatever sadness she was feeling into himself so that he could carry it for her, even if it was just for today.

Reki had been quick to notice Langa's mood as Langa arrived at their usual meetup spot. He'd been late, and Langa was never late, and he'd been quiet, and though Langa was always fairly quiet, it was a different kind of quiet today.

It was Langa's father's birthday.

Reki, of course, had immediately asked what was up, and Langa didn't want to talk about it, at least not right now, so he'd lied and said he hadn't slept well and he had a headache and it really wasn't a lie, actually. He really hadn't slept well and his head did hurt.

It just wasn't the full truth.

Reki only half accepted that, knowing Langa too well to know that there was more to the story, but thankfully, he'd let it go. For now, at least.

They'd skated to school in mostly silence, and Reki offered to take Langa to the school nurse for some ibuprofen, but Langa had refused, said he was fine. Said he'd just take a nap during lunch.

The lines across Reki's forehead grew deeper.

Class was dragging. It felt like they'd been at school for days, and all Langa could think about was how they'd always go snowboarding on his dad's birthday and drink hot chocolate afterwards and how his dad always added way too many marshmallows and his mom would scold him for it but she would smile while she did it. And they would laugh about it and watch some terrible action movie that his dad claimed was a classic and his dad would fall asleep thirty minutes in and he and his mom would be stuck watching it, got sucked into it anyway, always watched it through to the end.

It was small and it was simple, but it was so utterly his dad that he couldn't help but smile to himself at the thought.

And suddenly he wasn't smiling anymore. Suddenly, his chest was tight and his headache grew and it was getting harder to breathe. Suddenly, his vision grew blurry as his eyes began to water and his skin was tingling all over.

Shit, Langa thought. Shit shit shit.

He grabbed at his chest, attempted to take a few deep breaths until one came out as a choked sob, and he quickly covered his mouth.

And then everyone in class was looking at him.

Reki was looking at him.

Fuck.

"Langa?" came the teacher's voice. "Everything alright back there?"

Students began to turn and whisper.

Reki, who had been doodling in his notebook, had gone completely still.

As the teacher began to approach him, Langa shot up, grabbing his backpack. "Not feeling well," he said, keeping his head down. "Going to the nurse."

He didn't wait for the teacher's approval as he strode out of the classroom.

***

Langa didn't go to the nurse. He didn't even go home.

He'd gone to the skatepark.

The wind was whipping through his hair and across his cheeks and against his shirt and it was the only thing that had managed to ground him since he'd broken down. The sound of the wheels, the caress of the breeze. He'd bailed on purpose a few times, the scratch of the pavement beneath his palms a welcome sensation, a reminder that despite his father's absence, he was alive.

Langa was still alive.

He'd been at it for about thirty minutes before Reki showed up.

He skated up to Langa, plopping on the ground next to him in front of the half pipe.

They sat there in silence for a minute until Reki eventually spoke up.

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked.

Langa didn't know what he did to deserve someone like Reki in his life.

"Today's my dad's birthday," he said.

It was all the explanation he needed.

"Shit," Reki uttered under his breath. "Why didn't you say anything earlier?"

Langa shrugged. "There's nothing to say, really."

"Of course you would say that," Reki said. "Langa. You clearly have a lot to say."

Langa frowned. "I don't think it works like that."

"What do you mean?" Reki pressed.

Langa thought for a moment. "I feel like I can't put my feelings into words."

And it was true. He couldn't. He just knew that he was feeling a lot and it had come out of nowhere. One moment, he'd been composed and quietly reminiscing, and the next moment, he felt like his chest was gonna explode. It was scary and confusing and he wondered if his mom had ever experienced the same thing, thinking about his dad.

He wondered how she was doing at work today.

Hopefully better than him.

Reki nodded slowly to himself, leaning his elbows against his knees. "Well, I'm here," he said, looking over at Langa, "if you feel like you wanna try."

Langa's eyes had only just dried, but they began to feel watery again at Reki's words.

"I," he tried, taking a deep breath as a tear tracked down his cheek. "I just. I can't." Another breath. "I just really miss him." He turned to look at Reki. "I miss him a lot, Reki."

Reki nodded again, listening.

Langa continued. "He was still so young. He still had so much left to give, so much left to teach me. It's just. It's not." Another breath. "It's not fair."

Langa was full on crying now, and Reki didn't waste any time. He pushed himself up onto his knees, pulling Langa into a hug.

Langa shoved his face into Reki's shoulder, grabbed at the back of his hoodie, did his best to remember to keep breathing as he let his emotions carry him. Everything felt so heavy, but Reki's arms were holding some of the weight, and a sliver of relief washed over him as he slowly tried to come back to himself.

Reki rubbed at the back of Langa's head, fingers gently combing through his hair. "What do you usually do," Reki asked quietly, "to celebrate?"

Langa sniffled, keeping his forehead on Reki's shoulder as he spoke to the ground. "We'd. We'd go snowboarding, then. Then drink hot cocoa," he said, "and. And we'd watch a movie. That he picked out."

Reki hummed in approval. "That sounds like a pretty rad birthday."

Langa huffed, pulling away from Reki enough to wipe at his nose. "Yeah," he said, "it was."

Reki put his hands on Langa's shoulders, dipping his head down to look at him. "What do you say then? Wanna celebrate?"

It took Langa a moment to understand what Reki was suggesting. His eyes widened. "Wait. Really?"

"Yeah." Reki said, smiling. "We obviously can't snowboard, but we can skate? Then we can stop by the store to pick up some stuff to make hot cocoa on the way home. Is your mom home? She can join us if she's up to it. And maybe we could all watch a movie?" He put his fingers on his chin in thought. "What kind of movies did he like?"

Langa couldn't believe this. This was. He just.

The weight lifted a little more.

"Bad action movies," he answered.

"Perfect," said Reki. He held out a hand to help Langa up. "I know just the one."

#renga #sk8 the infinity #reki kyan #langa hasegawa #hurt/comfort #grief #processing grief #kris drabbles

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zukkaoru · 5 months

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hiiiiiiiiii for the writing prompt thing: renga, “we’ll never get to sleep if you keep fidgeting like that”

also have not written them in ages so i hope this is alright🙏 featuring reki with tourette's bc. obviously.

word count: 464

(prompt requests are still open)

Reki has had sleepovers before. Langa is not his first friend, though Reki’s list of current friends extends to three adults he knows from an underground skateboarding ring, one middle schooler, his boss, and Langa himself. Reki has spent the night at friends’ houses, and he’s had friends spend the night at his house too. He isn’t even a stranger to sharing a bed with a friend.

But this— this is different.

Reki has had sleepovers with friends, but he’s never had a sleepover with a boyfriend. And though, functionally, it doesn’t have to be any different, that knowledge does nothing to quell the anxiety building in Reki’s chest.

He’s fluffed his pillow about six times in the past four minutes, he’s fiddled with his phone charger, he’s gone to the bathroom, he’s done about everything he can to delay the inevitable, and Langa has patiently sat with his back against the headboard, allowing Reki to make sure everything is in order before they sleep. But Reki is out of things to check and the lights are off and…

He adjusts the blankets as Langa sinks down, laying on his side, facing Reki. Reki doesn’t know why he’s so worried. He clicks his tongue, then begins picking at a stray thread on his sleeve.

“Reki,” Langa whispers softly. “We’ll never get to sleep if you keep fidgeting like that.”

Reki purses his lips. His fingers flex of their own accord.

“Is something wrong?”

Reki shakes his head. He slides down, beneath the blankets, lying on his back and looking up at the ceiling. “I’m just a little anxious. It’s stupid.”

“It’s not stupid.” Langa reaches over, placing his hand on Reki’s shoulder. “I can sleep on the floor, if you want.”

“No!” Reki replies, a touch too quickly. “No, no— I don’t want to make you do that. I’ll…” he swallows. “I’ll be fine, I think. It’s just… You’re sure my tics won’t keep you awake?”

Langa chuckles. “Reki, you’ve told me yourself that I could sleep through the end of the world. It’ll be fine.”

Reki exhales slowly. Langa is right—once he’s asleep, he’s nearly impossible to wake up. Everything will be fine.

Carefully, Reki peels Langa’s hand from his shoulder, entwining their fingers instead. He presses his lips against Langa’s knuckles. “Yeah…yeah, okay.” There’s still an uncomfortable twist in Reki’s stomach, but it’s lessened significantly now, and his eyelids are growing heavy. He knows there’s no reason to worry—that no nighttime ticcing or fidgeting will be enough to make Langa leave him—but he needs to make it through the night to fully believe as much.

Luckily, he knows Langa will be there for him even when his stupid anxiety is acting up. Langa will hold his hand, and they’ll both be okay.

#feeling meh about this but maybe just bc i'm out of practice writing renga idk #renga #reki kyan #langa hasegawa #sk8 #sk8 the infinity #ty for the ask!!#grace's writing tag #hil tag

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heartsywritesthethings · 7 months

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day 2 - "accidental"

Submitted by GA!anon

The first time was an accident. Truly. Reki had only been trying to help Langa get better footing on his board and placed both of his hands on Langa’s sides to keep him stable.

And he felt his friend tense up in a way that he was all too familiar with.

Being outrageously ticklish himself, Reki knew the tell-tale signs of someone who knows just how much danger they’re in if they let out so much as a squeak.

The second time, Reki felt like he was trying a tad bit too hard to make it seem like an accident. They were hanging out with Joe, Cherry, Shadow, and Miya, all of them sitting around and eating before their big race. Cherry and Joe were arguing as per usual and Reki wanted to get Langa’s attention to get him to focus on a cool new skateboard trick he’d found online. So he poked his friend in the side and watched Langa jump almost a mile into the sky and choke on his half-eaten sandwich. It all very quickly dissolved into chaos as everyone in the group just watched Langa sputter and gasp for air without really knowing the cause of it.

And Reki definitely noticed just how red Langa’s pale face had gotten too.

And now…now he was alone with Langa in the middle of the store as they waited for their manager to return and give them a break to go to S. It was just the two of them on the most boring Saturday that Reki had ever experienced. They’d already tried listening to music, watching videos, but nothing was…well, stimulating enough. And Reki just kept staring at Langa, knowing exactly how to entertain himself, but not sure how to begin.

“Hey, Langa,” Reki started, trying to force himself to sound casual. He even leaned against the counter and crossed his arms over his chest. Super casually.

“Reki,” Langa responded, not even looking up from his phone.

“We’ve been friends a while, right?” Reki continued and pulled out his phone as if he too were looking at something far more important.

“Yes,” Came Langa’s neutral response.

“But we don’t really know a whole lot about each other aside from skating,” Reki sighed. “But there is a game that we could play to learn more about each other,”

Langa looked up from his phone finally and raised an eyebrow, obviously interested at this point.

“It’s twenty questions. You have to answer yes or no and you have to tell the truth,” Reki demanded and leaned in closer to Langa excitedly. The Canadian, looking as unpreterbed as usual, just shrugged.

“Do I get to ask you questions too?” Langa asked, tilting his head to the side in an annoyingly cute way. Reiki thought about it for a moment and nodded.

“Yeah, sure, why not.” He said dismissively. “Okay, I go first. Um…”

Can’t start off too strong.

“Do you wish your skateboard was another color?” Reki asked.

“No. Are you bored, Reki?” Langa asked. Again, something about Langa saying his name sent a shock of electricity down Reki’s spine that he had to willfully ignore.

“Yeah, duh. Do you have a favorite memory of moving here?”

A smile tugged on the edges of Langa’s lips.

“Yes. Are you good at keeping secrets?” Langa asked. Reki did actually have to think about that one. Of course, he wanted to immediately say yes, but sometimes…well, the only person he would ever tell would be Langa.

“Yeah, I would say so,” Reki shifted a little, “Are you ticklish?”

The smile got a little strained on Langa’s face and his friend suddenly was very interested in his own ratty sneakers.

“Is there another game that we can play? Maybe we can watch more trick videos,” Langa said evasively.

Now, Reki watches cartoons and right now he felt as if two devilish cartoon horns forming on the top of his head. This was an in.

“We were playing a game! Just answer the question!” Reki insisted and moved closer to his friend. Langa crossed his arms over his chest and stared down at the floor with more intensity. Reki ducked down and tried to catch his friend’s gaze.

“Are you ticklish, Langa?” Reki asked, a teasing sing-song added to his voice. Langa’s lips pressed together.

“Can I skip that question?” Langa grumbled. Reki smirked.

“Sure,” He shrugged, “Where are you the most ticklish?”

“Reki.”

“It’s a simple question, Langa,”

“I already told you that I don’t want to play this–”

It was already too late. Reki lunged and grappled with his friend for only a moment before they were both on the hard floor of the skating store and Reki’s fingers wriggled over Langa’s sides. Langa tensed at first, his big blue eyes going wide, and then he dissolved into just the cutest fit of giggles that Reki had ever seen. Immediately, Langa curled up in on himself, trying weakly to bat away at Reki’s hands as he giggled away.

“You should have answered the question Langa!” Reki laughed along with him. Those pesky hands fighting back were making it hard for him to target any spot in particular. That was tad annoying, but it was definitely fun trying to evade them as well. Instead of wiggling his fingers, he shifted gears into just poking randomly at different spots on Langa’s upper body to see what got the best reaction out of him.

“Reheheheki!” Langa giggled and squeaked as a few key pokes found spots on his ribs that made him twitch.

“And since you’re skipping out on answering my least question…where’s your most ticklish spot?” Reki said smugly as he continued to poke around Langa’s upper ribs. He wanted more squeaks, that was for sure. “Is it around here?”

“Nohohoho!” Langa squeaked as Reki’s prodding fingers poked around his ribs some more.

“No as in ‘please don’t tickle me there’ or ‘that’s not my most ticklish spot’?” Reki teased. He shifted gears again, this time making his hands into claws and digging around Langa’s sides and stomach since he couldn’t get good purchase around the rib area. That would have to wait for another time. Maybe if he told Shadow and some of the other older (and stronger) people in his group, he could get some help in taking Langa down.

The claws seemed to be doing the trick though as laughter poured out of Langa’s mouth with abandon. His whole body went limp, his face scrunched up with laughter, and his nose doing just the cutest little thing as it crinkled up.

“Cute,” Reki muttered, mostly to himself. He turned back and noticed how Langa’s legs were kicking out as he continued to tickle him. Interesting.

“Hey, I think I may have a plan to find your most–” Reki started, leaning back and placing a hand on Langa’s leg to try and shift himself around.

In the blink of an eye, the tables were turned. Langa had not only shoved Reki off of him, but had also pinned him to the ground. This time though, Reki was on his stomach and Langa sat comfortably on his legs, granting him zero protection.

“Hey wait–” Reki squeaked.

“Reki, are you ticklish?” Langa asked innocently. “Yes or no,”

To....be.....continued.......

#submission #tickle fic #ga!anon #sk8 #sk8 the infinity #reki kyan #langa hasewaga

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iiamllayy · 2 years

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When you get Injured while Skating | Sk8 the Infinity

Reki, Langa, Joe and more once i edit or feel like adding more 🫧.

Reki Kyan

• You were new at skating, so falling was normal for your first few times. Reki was trying to teach you how to skate up the ramps, but as you were reaching the bottom of the ramp, you fell flat on your face, twisting your ankle in the process.

• He would run up to you immediately, asking you to lift your head up so he can inspect any further injury you could have tacked on yourself due to the fall.

• When you lift your head up, your nose would be bloody. He would immediately pick you up and bring you to sit somewhere. He grabs his first aid kit so he could clean your bloody nose, and after that he would pick you up, and bring you to the hospital while Langa grabs your skateboards and follow the two of you. He doesn’t want to make your ankle any worse.

• After your released from the hospital, you would have to be much safer, him being way more protective of your safety. You’ll practically be a pillow.

• “I just don’t want you to get hurt again.”

Langa Hasegawa

• He wanted to watch you, learn every movement you made while skating. He watched you in admiration. As you were about to do an Ollie, you fell landing on your side. The sound of a bone cracking immediately made him run to you.

• He would lift you up, trying to be gentle with you knowing your arm is broken. He would help you stand and grab both of your skateboards, grab his motorcycle and drive you to the hospital.

• You would always tell him your fine and it’s not that bad, but he knows your in pain. He tries to make everything easier on you. You need a blanket? He has it. Wanna cuddle? That’s no problem.

• “You should try to be more careful, that could have been way worse than it already was. I’m just glad your ok.”

Joe

• You were practicing on your own, not wanting to be a burden to your boyfriend. You succeeded in most of the things you were practicing, but when you attempted an Ollie, the skateboard flung too high and hit you in your chin. You landed on your bottom, moaning in pain.

• You tried to stand back up, that was until you felt something dripping from your chin, a red liquid dripping dripping down to your neck, and slowly to your cute white shirt.

• You tried saving it, but to no avail it didn’t work, instead applying more of the red liquid to said shirt. You reached for your phone, eager to call your boyfriend. Reaching for your back pocket, you grabbed your phone, but when you tried to turn it on, nothing. Noticing the cracks all around your phone, your eyes slowly started to water.

• You forced yourself to stand, knowing you’ll have a bruise on your bum after falling. You grabbed your skateboard and started to your journey to wherever Joe was.

• The first place you thought of was your restaurant, the smell of Italian food coming from it. You entered the restaurant and was meet with your boyfriend standing behind the counter.

• You went to the bathroom to clean your chin up, but after a few napkins with water on them, you noticed the bleeding wouldn’t stop. And once you got a good look, the cut looked deep. Deep enough for stitches. You shook your head at that idea and covered your chin with napkins.

• After you wash your hands clean, you walk out the bathroom to order something. Once your boyfriend laid his eyes on you he smiled and waved, but when his eyes laid on the napkins laying on your chin he grew concerned.

•“What happened to your chin?” He asked.

•“Nothing, don’t worry about that. But can I get a —“ “Doesn’t look like nothing, let me see.” He cut you off, grabbing the napkins and moving them to the side. Once he saw the blood, he looked at you, coming from behind the counter he picked you up and brought you to the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom he bombarded you with questions such as; “What happened?” “Why didn’t you tell me anything?” “Why did you go practice alone?!”

• Too stressed out to answer, your eyes started to water. Noticing this, he cupped your cheeks and apologized. He inspected your chin further and knew you needed stitched, picking you up and bringing you to the hospital.

• Mind you, you’re scared of anything sharp. You were a bit stubborn, wanting anything but the stitches, but once they calmed you down they got it over with.

• *sigh* You should always come to me when you want to practice skating, I wouldn’t know what happens otherwise,

#reki x reader #reki x you #reki kyan #sk8 renga #sk8 the infinity #langa x reader #langa x you #langa hasewaga #sk8 the infinity x reader #x reader #x y/n #joe sk8 #joe #joe x reader

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duckymcdoorknob · 2 years

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Could I have an emergency request please? I feel like I still have to be nice about it.

Not only is a triple blow, but I’ve relapsed, another time with my eating disorder and had suicidal thoughts from family. It’s just getting so bad and loud again I’m so sorry.

Could I have Reki kyan comforting his s/o with this kind of problem?

Hell yes you can.

I’m pushing this up so far because Reki is such a comfort character and I FEEL EXACTLY AS YOU DO RN.

I’m so damn proud of you for reaching out to me. Please let me know if you need anything at all.

I love you, anon.

CW BELOW THE CUT: ED behaviors, Suic1dal Thoughts.

𝑅𝑒𝑘𝑖 𝐾𝑦𝑎𝑛

Anyone who sees you and Reki together will immediately argue that the two of you are soulmates.

You both fit like peas in a pod, mutually loving and supporting each other no matter the issue. So, when you suddenly distanced yourself from him, Reki was instantly concerned.

His attempts to keep his daily life at bay failed, for he was only worried about you and what was eating you.

Mr. Oka noticed, telling him to take a few days off. So, he hung out at Sia La Luce during the evenings. He met with his friends, mind swimming.

Langa and Miya noticed, asking him if he had been taking care of himself. Shadow noticed, offering to fight whoever Reki needed him to. Finally, Joe and Cherry noticed, the pink-haired male cutting into the thick tension.

“Reki, what could be causing you so much stress?”

“(Y/N).” He answered breathlessly, taking his head through his hands, “They’ve disappeared on me. I haven’t spoken to them in about three days, and I’m just so worried about them I-“

“I saw them yesterday.” Langa interrupted suddenly, “They were at our spot in the park last night. I tried to say hi, but they ignored me. If I’m being honest, they’re probably there again tonight.”

Reki’s eyes widened as he jumped out of his seat, immediately looking to Joe for permission.

“Go, Kiddo. I’ll keep your plate warm.” The man said, wrapping the boy in a jacket.

Reki wasted no time grabbing his own jacket, in the event that you would need one, and raced to the park on his skateboard. To his relief, you were exactly where Langa said you were.

“(Y/N)!” He called, sprinting toward you, “Sweetheart, hey, can you hear me?”

You look up at him, shivering violently with tears in your eyes. Your boyfriend carefully placed the jacket on your shoulders. He sat down on the bench next to you, “I’m here when you’re ready to talk to me, love.”

Instead of talking, you simply fell forward into his chest and let out all of your lamentations. Reki held you securely, rubbing the top of your head with one hand, and holding your waist with another. “I’ve got you, I’ve got you. It’s alright.” He whispered.

Your love held you as you finally were able to cry out all of the pent up troubles. You inevitably stained his signature yellow hoodie, but he couldn’t give two shits right now.

“Reki I-I’m… I’m so sorry,” you whimpered.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about.” Your boyfriend reassured you, “Keeping stuff inside will just tear you apart eventually.”

“I- I don’t.. I don’t know if im ready…” you whisper in reply.

“Then don’t be. I have as long as you need.”

After a few more minutes of quiet reassurance, you were finally ready to tell Reki of your week.

“M-My family…” you began, “They’re uh.. heh, being themselves again.”

“I see.”

“I just don’t really want to be here anymore.” You admit. “I-I hate who I am. I can’t stomach a single thing. Even the thought of eating makes me so sick. You shouldn’t be here, I don’t want you to be burdened with taking care of me.”

“(Y/N), sweetie-pie, there’s no place I’d rather be.” Reki replied with a gentle smile, “If it means that I can get you to acknowledge that how you’re feeling is okay, I’ll stay with you till infinity.”

“I want you to know first and foremost, that I love you to the moon and back. There isn’t a thing about you that I would change, and I hope that one day I can help you see that. You are the most incredible person I’ve ever met, that’s precisely why I’ve fallen so in love with you.”

“I want you here by my side until we’re both old and wrinkly, playing card games in a nursing home.” This comment got a watery chuckle out of you.

“I love you, Reki.” You replied, wiping your tears.

“I love you too, (Y/N). You’re so amazing, and I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. You’re worth so much more than you think you are, and there’s just something about you that makes me love you so much more every time I see you. It will get better, I promise you. We’re not going to be stuck here forever, the clock will continue to run.”

“Now, if you’re feeling up to it, I can ask Joe to make you something very light at Sia La Luce, so you can join us for dinner. If not, you are more than welcome to come home with me. We can watch that one video compilation of the cats that you love so much.”

Regardless of your decision for dinner, you opted to join Reki at Joe’s restaurant. You were very pleased to see everyone, especially after a very enthusiastic hug from little Miya(who promptly let go and muttered insults along the lines of “stupid slime, making me worry”).

It would be a long journey to self love and re-discovery. But, you knew in your heart that if Reki was by your side, there’s nothing that you couldn’t do.

—————♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎—————

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norimiya · 2 years

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Miya & Y/n’s day out

a/n; this is a loverboy filler, but it can be read as it’s own thing!! folks on the lb taglist, I don’t tag on fillers! PLATONIC!!!

"Do you want to go to a cat cafe?" You asked suddenly, nudging Miya's shoulder. "My treat, of course."

He bites his tongue to keep himself from answering too enthusiastically. "Sure, if you're paying."

He finds himself waiting for you on a bench outside said cafe, he can barely hold in his excitement when he catches a glimpse of a cat in one of the circular windows displaying the inside. He checks his phone twice for any texts or calls from you, murmuring in anticipation when he receives an 'around the corner!' text.

"Sorry, Miya!" You heaved out, resting your hands on your knees as you catch your breath. "Some guy held me up." It was Kojiro, he wanted to tag along, you promised you'd go another day. "Sorry, if you were waiting long."

Miya only shakes his head, pushing you towards the door. "It's fine."

"You know I'm starting to think you're using me for my money, and the free access to cats."

"What? That's ridiculous." He says, reaching for the wallet-shaped item in your pocket. "I would never do such a thing."

Swatting his hand away with a laugh, you turned to the man at the front counter. Miya has his back towards you, his eyes are dead focused on a cream-colored cat stalking around. He wants to pet it.

"Here's a ticket voucher for one free drink, please enjoy!" The man exclaimed, gesturing to the wide doors that separated the registers to the main lobby.

"Thank you." You called back, struggling to put back your change as Miya dragged you to the doors. "Okay, I'll get the drinks, what do you want?"

"Vanilla milkshake." He answers quickly, beelining for the fluffy cream cat from before.

There's an amused expression on your face when the cat stalks forward to meet him in the middle, snapping a quick photo when he holds the cat up to his face.

You look down when a cat nudges against your calf, fawning when it purrs and holds its head up to look at you. Squatting down to pet it, you coo, eliciting a meow from it.

You ignored the camera shutter and quiet curse from beside you.

Miya decides to leave when the sun sets, sipping on the half-drunken vanilla shake he got. Despite this being the first time you two have hung out together, alone, there's a serene silence that accompanies you. You'd expected at least a bit of awkwardness really, but there hasn't been any.

"When you first met Reki and Langa, what was your first impression of them?" He asks suddenly, you can tell from his face he means nothing more than genuine curiosity.

You hum, "I didn't like Reki much at first, he was too ambitious for my liking." Miya laughs quietly at your answer, "With Langa, it was pretty normal. I didn't have anything against him, I mean. They were my first friends for a while, I pushed everyone else out so it was hard to get used to it again."

Miya keeps his lowered eyes on the sidewalk.

"But I'm glad I'm opening up again, it's really no fun being alone." You nudge his shoulder when he gets too quiet, bringing your hand up to his head. "And now that we're somewhat friends, you're gonna have a hard time getting rid of me."

He knocks your hand off when you ruffle his hair, frowning from the way his hair stood up in his shadow. "If you take me to more cat cafes, I wouldn't mind your presence."

"Is that so?" You laugh, shoving your hands in your pockets. "I don't mind that. As long as I get to spend more time with you we could go to every cat cafe in Japan."

He turns his head away from you to hide the embarrassment written on his face. "Save that talk for Reki."

"What's that mean?" You ask, tilting your head in confusion.

Miya sighs. Shadow was right, you are clueless. "Nothing."

You continue the walk in silence, it's comforting. Miya's shoulder bumps against yours while you do, you don't bother to move.

He waves at you from his bedroom window, looking behind him before sticking his middle finger at you. You turn on your heel with a shake of your head, at least he feels comfortable enough to do that.

"Welcome home," Abuela says, stirring a pot on the stove. "Did you have fun?"

You drop the bag you had in your hands on the counter, walking around it to press a kiss on her cheek. "Lots. I think we're gonna get along."

She hums with a smile, patting your hands before continuing to work.

A calm day was a success in your book. Who knew what was in store for tomorrow.

A/n: more frequent updates this time! I’ve already got four (?) chapters in my drafts!

#sk8 the infinity imagines #sk8 the infinity x reader #sk8 x reader #sk8 the infinity headcanons #miya chinen x platonic reader #miya chinen imagines #miya chinen x reader #goob writes!#goob writes sk8!

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giggly-squiggily · 1 year

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SQUIGGLY YOUR EVENT IS MY FAV PART OF FEBRUARY FOR REAL!!!

Welcome to order number one :>

I would loVE to see Miya and Joe with Miss You (“when’s the last time you smiled?”) and Only You. (“Could you…you know?”)

I am always here for father figure Joe 🙏😭

Here is my payment for my candy, I hope this will suffice!

That gif! *sobs* I love him so much! Thank you so much, Ducky! Both for the kind words and this prompt!!! Oh my goodness my heart and soul- Father figure!Joe is so good! I've gotcha covered, Ducky! Thank you for giving me the chance to write for these two!

A little angsty in the beginning because it had to happen

Miss You ("When's the last time you smiled?") + Only You ("Could you...you know).

“Hey there, little dude.” Joe grinned when he saw Miya walking up. That grin fell near instantly upon seeing the redness around the kid’s eyes. “Oh man- Miya, what happened?”

“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.” Miya shook his head, looking like he was about to cry once more. Joe closed the distance almost immediately, wrapping his arms around him and hugging him close. “Joe, let me-”

“Don’t tell me to let go. Not when you’re crying.” Joe hushed him gently, rocking them both at a slow pace.

“I-I’m not- I’m not cr-crying.” Miya finally broke, small sobs escaping his lips as he clung to the bigger man. “Sh-Shut up, J-Joe.”

“There there.” Joe ran a hand through his hair. “Come on- let’s take a walk.”

~~~

“Ugh, bullies huh? I remember those days.” Joe shook his head in mild disgust as he and Miya walked along a scarcely filled park, boba drinks in hand. Miya had calmed down enough to talk and had given Joe the entire run down of his week. “Want me to come down there and scare them off for you? I did that for Cherry all the time back in our day.”

“It’s alright- they’d probably bully you too- wait, you did?” Miya sounded shocked, staring up at the bigger man with wide eyes. “For Cherry?”

“Of course! Well…actually, he scared off mine. Guy’s rather menacing when he wants to be.” Joe confessed, earning a snort from Miya. The sound suddenly made Joe think. “Hey Miya…when’s the last time you smiled?”

“I don’t remember. It’s been a bad week.” Miya confessed, bowing his head. When he looked up again, he seemed hesitant. “Hey…could you, you know?”

“Ah, you want me to do…this?” Joe pulled the smaller skater into him, his hand clawing gently at his belly and making Miya squeak with laughter. “This is what you want, right?”

“Johohoohohoe! Ahehahahhha! Coohohohome ohooohohn!” Miya giggled against him, nearly dropping his boba. Coming to a nearby bench, Joe quickly deposited both drinks there before scooping up Miya in one of his famous bear hugs, continuing to tickle. “Ahehaehahhahahhha, no fahahhahahhahir!”

“Yes fair! You asked for this, no?” Joe finally eased his tickles, letting Miya hang out in his arms like a ragdoll cat. “And if you ever need anything, just tell me. I’m here for you, kid. Both Cherry and I, Reki, Langa and Shadow. We’re your team. If those bullies bother you again, we’ll all show up and scare them off for you.”

“Pfft, you’re such a dork.” Miya laughed through new tears, smiling properly now. “But thank you. I appreciate it, Joe.”

“Heh, anytime, kiddo.”

~Send me a pairing and a candy heart phrase~

#Candy Heart Valentine Event #chve2k23 #tickle #tickle dabble #Sk8 #miya chinen #kojiro nanjo #joe #father figure joe my beloved #angsty with a happy ending #I just love these two- really I love the entire squad!

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reki-of-the-valley · 8 months

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Through the Seasons

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2 - SUMMER

Reki takes a deep breath as he stares at himself in the mirror. It’s today. Today is the day he’s dreamed of his entire life, as cheesy as that sounds. It’s cheesy, but, despite denying it for so, so long, it’s nothing but the truth. Today really is the day he’s been waiting for since he was a little kid. Today is the day; his moment is only minutes away. New adventures are merely minutes away, long minutes that pass in a flash. A new chapter of his life begins as soon as he steps through the door.

“You’re gonna be late if you keep staring at yourself in the mirror like that.”

Reki whips around to face his little sister and her never-changing annoyed look. Her eyes narrow onto him as she crosses her arms over her chest and raises an eyebrow. And he knows he looks like a deer in headlights, but he can’t help the distressed look. He can’t help the pounding of his heart or the buzzing in his ears. He can’t help the stress that’s weighing down in the pit of his stomach. No matter how hard he tries, Reki is incapable of wiping away the visible panic on his face.

“I have to look perfect!”

Koyomi sighs as she pushes herself off the wall and makes her way to her brother. A smile creeps itself onto the corners of her mouth as she reaches out for him, fingers surprisingly gentle against his neck as she fixes his red bowtie.

“Breathe, Reki.” Reki takes a deep breath which has Koyomi smiling even more. “You know, you could walk down the aisle in your underwear and Langa would still think you’re the most perfect, most good-looking bastard in the world.”

Reki lightly shoves his sister, who lets out a snort as she stumbles back. Still, her smile eases Reki’s nerves a little, leaving him with a matching expression. She’s right, of course she is, and Reki knows it, but still, he can’t help but be in shambles over this. This is his wedding with Langa. Dreamy Langa. Perfect Langa. His best friend first. The love of his life, for crying out loud! Reki’s actually marrying the guy! Reki is marrying Langa, and everything starts in only a few minutes! Reki has minutes before everything turns on its head and changes. Everything is changing!

“Reki!” Koyomi gives a tug on his bowtie, the shock of the jolt just enough to pull him from his spiraling thoughts. “I said: breathe. You’re gonna give yourself a panic attack at this rate, and it is not the time for that.”

“I’m fine!”

Amber eyes narrow onto Reki, and he feels himself shrink under the intensity of the gaze. While she may be smaller than him, he knows she can very well take him in a fight, and she is not above hitting him on his wedding day. Call it sibling love, if you will. But Koyomi is the definition of compact strength, and Reki doesn’t want today to be the day he learns what she’s capable of while in a dress and heels. If there’s one thing he’s learned growing up, it’s that for some weird twisted reason, the more impractical the outfit, the more Koyomi is capable of kicking ass.

“What have we been telling you for basically the entirety of your existence? About the whole ‘I’m fine’ thing?”

“That whenever I say that I’m fine, I’m actually not fine?”

“Exactly. So just—” Koyomi takes a step back, assessing her work— “take a deep breath and remind yourself that soon enough, you’ll get to see Langa. You’ll get to be all stupidly smiley and all your worries – useless worries at that! – will simply vanish. And just so you know, he’s also nervous as hell.”

“You saw him?”

Reki feels his head spin once more. This is getting more and more real as the minutes go by. What had once been nothing but a fantasy, something his 17-year-old self used to think about in bed instead of sleeping, is now his reality. To think that this had once been but a silly fantasy, a dumb princess story that was totally impossible. But as always, the universe has a way of turning the impossible into a reality, and here stands Reki, Reki who is so terribly excited and nervous at the idea of finally getting to tie the knot with his forever. He’s marrying Langa. He’s marrying his best friend. He’s finally going to be able to vow infinity to Langa, for real this time. And of course, the stress he’s been trying so hard to brush away these past few months crashes against his fickle brain, reminding him of all the ways a perfect fantasy can be burned to the ground. But also, for some strange reason, the idea of Langa also being stressed, it calms him ever so slightly.

“You should’ve seen his mom; the poor woman was trying to calm him as he kept digging through his stuff. I didn’t catch everything she was saying to him since they were doing that thing where they flip between English and Japanese, but I can assure you that he wants this to be as perfect as you do. He wants it to be perfect for you, Reki.” Koyomi’s hands are warm against Reki’s cheeks. And it’s calming, the way she holds him. It’s the same calming touch their mother has. “Your husband-to-be is also going crazy, terrified that he’s somehow not perfect enough for you.” And her smile, it has to be one of the brightest ones Reki’s ever seen. “You two dimwits are literally soulmates! You’re both idiots that need to be reminded that you’re already perfect for each other. You’re so perfect for each other that I might actually vomit from how cute you are. You’ve been perfect since the very beginning, and a wedding isn’t going to change that. So just… It’s just gonna be perfect!” Koyomi’s amber eyes shine as she squishes her brother’s cheeks, pulling a squeak out of him. “Reki! Reki, you’re getting married! You’re getting married to Langa, and he’s gonna be your husband for real! You’re actually getting married and you’re gonna have a husband!”

Reki takes a shaky breath that turns to a giggle as Koyomi practically chants the word husband over and over again. It’s like they’re little kids again, playing make-believe in the yard together. It’s like they’re children all over again, but they aren’t. They’re both fully grown adults, both with lives that are finally taking off. They’re both set for life, Koyomi graduating from university real soon and starting a job she’s been dreaming of for years, and Reki with his ever-growing brand name and a husband only minutes away. They feel like little kids as they jump and dance around the room, but they’re so much more now that they’re grown. This is so much more exciting because they’re grown.

It’s nice having Koyomi in his arms. When was the last time they had hugged? Forever ago, probably. It’s been so long since they’ve been this close; life got in the way and they forgot what it feels like to be in the same room, spending time with one another. It’s been forever since the last time it was just the two of them, even longer since the last time they didn’t bicker. Today, right now, it’s a nice reminder of how things can be. It’s nice knowing that deep down, under that annoyed exterior, Koyomi really is just Reki’s caring little sister that gets just as excited as him with things like this. She’s still his Komi, his little sister that will dance around the room. She’s still his Komi, his favorite hypewoman.

“And then there’s gonna be music and everyone is gonna enjoy themselves and mom is—”

“Where’s mom?” Reki feels himself suddenly tense, all the worst-case scenarios flooding in. “She’s not bailing on me, is she? She promised she’d walk with me, and I don’t think I can do it without her.”

Koyomi scoffs as she gives Reki one last squeeze before wiggling out of his embrace. “As if she would miss the first wedding of the family.” Warmth and serenity fills Reki at the sight of the sunshine shimmering in his sister’s amber eyes. “Mom would literally fight a zombie apocalypse to be here if she had to.”

“You…” Reki sighs, light laughter on his lips, as he pokes the girl’s cheek. “You’re probably right. But really? A zombie apocalypse?”

“What?”

“You’ve been spending way too much time with Miya.”

A smile eases its way onto Reki’s lips as Koyomi scoffs again, arms crossed over her chest. He isn’t sure if that’s a blush that’s starting to blossom under her skin or if it’s the makeup that’s now really popping under the burning summer sun, but regardless, she doesn’t seem too interested in addressing his accusation. She seems far keener on getting his last-minute touches down, one last straightening of his bowtie, a tug on his vest, and a quick and futile attempt at taming his tangles.

“There. If Langa wasn’t already so disgustingly madly in love with you – which he is, don’t try to convince me otherwise – he would fall head-over-heels in love with you right here and now.” Her eyes lock with his, a sudden look of seriousness overshadowing the glee that shimmered just moments ago. “You look good, Reki. Amazing even.” A grin illuminates the girl’s face. “My brother is the hottest groom, and Langa is one lucky man to spend forever with you.”

“Your boyfriend dared you to say that, didn’t he?”

“Oh my god, Miya’s not my boyfriend!”

“Who said anything about Miya?”

Koyomi inhales sharply before shoving Reki aside. Her heels click against the hardwood floor as she fetches the purse she had tossed onto the bed a little earlier. This time, there’s no mistaking the blush that takes over her face, embarrassment now impossible to conceal as Reki laughs. She doesn’t look very happy, but also, he knows he’s safe for the day. She wouldn’t hurt him on his wedding day, right? No, she’s not that mean. Hopefully.

“Mom’s gonna be here in like two minutes, so have fun being alone during those two long, insufferable minutes.” She grumbles something under her breath, something that weirdly sounds like needing a drink, which pulls yet another string of giggles from Reki. “I come here in peace, trying to calm you and help you get ready, and you have the audacity to blatantly attack me. The absolute disrespect!”

“I love you, Komi.”

Seeing her turn around, a slight smile pulling at the corners of her mouth, Reki can’t help the tears that start to well up at the corner of his eyes. Sure, it’s probably just because he’s an emotional mess right now, but it’s nice seeing Koyomi smile so unguardedly. It’s nice seeing her without some façade. It’s nice just seeing her, his little sister, the girl he grew up with. And when she says it back, returning to his arms and hugging him like when they were kids and needed a safe space, he melts. Reki melts, silent tears streaming down his cheeks as he hugs his little sister back.

“I love you too, Reki. And today’s gonna be perfect, just how you dreamed it would be. And,” Koyomi tightens her embrace, “I mean it when I say Langa’s super lucky to be getting married to you. No one’s better than my big brother.”

“My babies are actually getting along!”

Masae’s face glows with pride as Reki and Koyomi slowly step away from each other. Her hands are clasped over her heart, and Reki swears he sees tears forming at the corner of his mother’s eyes. He knows she’s proud of him, of Koyomi, of all her children, but seeing her like this, seeing that fond expression decorate her face, Reki can’t help but rush to his mother’s arms, melting into her. And as she wraps her arms around him, everything is right. There’s nothing quite like a mother’s embrace. There’s nothing like a mother’s love to make everything better, better than they already are.

Her hands are warm against Reki’s cheeks as she lifts his head from her shoulder. Her smile, it means everything to Reki. His mother means everything to him, and he hopes she never forgets it, not that he’ll ever let her.

“Are you ready, honey?”

Reki gives her a curt nod as he links his arms with hers. It’s now or never. It’s now and he knows it. It’s now as he turns to Koyomi, extending his hand to her as he grins from ear to ear.

“Let’s get this wedding started!”

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vampyrsutton · 1 year

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LangaXReki~Collaring

Summary:

When Langa wins against Miya, he’s really happy he was able to with the help of Reki’s board. Reki, however, is a little annoyed on his new friend’s behalf. Sure, he’s ecstatic that he won using his board, but he didn’t win anything.

“How can you be so chill about this, man? If Miya won, I would have had to be his dog, but what do you get?”

“I mean, you still can?”

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Collars, Kinktober, Kinktober 2021, Getting Together, Idiots in Love, they share a braincell, It's Shaped Like A Skateboard, Master/Pet, Pet Play, Puppy Play, Praise Kink, Kink Negotiation, Some chat fic, Sexting, Minor Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, they're married your honor, Skate Parents, Sex Talk, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, First Time, Deepthroating, Kyan Reki Has ADHD, Canon-Typical Pet Play, Hate and Love That That's a Tag

It had been over a week since Langa had managed to beat a candidate for Japan’s national skateboarding team in a beef, and the boy was on cloud nine. Not only had he won, but Reki’s custom board had been perfect for his snowboard-specific style and he couldn’t be happier.

Despite his win, however, he noticed Reki has seemed strangely annoyed all week and he really couldn’t figure out why.

“Reki?” Langa asks as they’re taking a water break from skating.

“Yeah?” Reki mumbles as he rummages in his backpack for something.

“What’s wrong?”

Reki sits back up to look at his friend in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“You’ve just seemed really tense since the beef with Miya. Did something happen?” Langa asks worriedly with a tilt of his head.

Reki can’t help but smile at the other’s cute action but tries to shrug it off. “It’s nothing...just doesn’t seem fair ya know?”

Langa furrows his brow in confusion. “What do you mean? What isn’t fair?”

‘Oh, this sweet oblivious idiot.’ Reki thinks to himself like he has room to talk. “The beef with Miya. You won, but you didn’t get anything out of it?”

Langa just looks more confused. “So?”

“So?! Dude, how can you be so chill about this?! I would have had to be the brat’s dog-whatever that means- if he won but you got nothing!” Reki exclaims in exasperation, not understanding why Langa isn’t even the least bit upset about this.

Langa got a sudden mental image of Reki with ears matching his hair and a collar around his neck, though his brain couldn’t seem to decide on a color as the image moved down and Langa could just picture a hint of a red tail behind the excitable redhead before he came to his senses and shook his head of the image.

“Yeah, but I won? And your board worked?” Langa shrugs, playing with the winning board sitting by his feet.

Reki couldn’t help but smile at the reminder that it was his board that helped the other win but shook his head. “But you didn’t win anything.”

“It’s no big deal. There will be other beefs with less...confusing conditions.” Langa hums before hopping back to his feet and offering the other his hand. “Want to try teaching me that trick again?”

Reki is immediately distracted at more skating and takes the offered hand. “Hell yeah! Let’s go!” He cheers, already running back to the ramp.

Langa sighs in relief at the dropped subject and figures he’ll forget about it just as easily as the redhead did as he follows him to fall on his face again.

…

He did not forget about it.

Dear God, he did not forget about it.

Not only could Langa not forget about the mental image of having Reki as his dog, but his dreaming mind had also spent all weekend expanding on it, and by Monday he looked like hell from not sleeping all weekend.

‘Dammit.’ Langa internally groans as he rubs his butt after sleepily skating into a pole and being thrown off of it. “Ow.”

“Dude, you good?” Reki asks from above him where he’s offering the blue-haired boy his hand. “You’ve been out of it since we met up?”

Langa looks up into those amber eyes looking at him in concern, but all he can see is Dream! Reki’s puppy eyes as he begs him for his co- Langa’s face flushes red as he accepts the hand and hoists himself up. “Yeah...just didn’t sleep well this weekend.” Technically not a lie.

“I can tell. You look like shit, man. Are you catching something? Your face is all red?” Reki questions as he puts his hand under blue bangs to check the other’s temperature.

Langa flushes darker at how close the redhead is, but just waves off his concerns. “I’m fine, just still getting used to the heat here…” Also not a lie.

“Fair enough. It’s humid as hell already today and it’s not even 8:30 yet.” The redhead groans as he adjusts his headband. “Can’t imagine how it is for the famous Snow.” Reki snickers at him.

Langa flushes for a different reason now at the redhead’s teasing. “I’m not famous…” He mumbles as he toes at his board.

“Dude! You beat a national team candidate! Even the founders have taken interest in you!” Reki balks incredulously. “Still bullshit you didn’t get anything, by the way, don’t think I didn’t notice you change the topic the other day.”

Langa can’t deny it so just shrugs. “Sorry?”

“As you should be, taking advantage of my love of skateboard like that.” Reki huffs jokingly. “For real though, what did that kid mean by be his dog? What like his servant or something?” Reki mutters, getting back on his board and waiting for Langa to do the same before he kicks off.

Langa follows suit, internally groaning as his friend continues to unknowingly torment him.

“He’s twelve so he obviously didn’t mean in the sexual way.” Reki muses.

Langa almost falls off his board again as he chokes on his own spit and looks to Reki in shock.

“What?” He asks brilliantly.

“You know pet play and shit. With the ears and collars and tails and shit-dude, are you sure you’re not sick?!” Reki asks when he looks at his friend who is as red as his hair.

“Nope, just fine.” Langa gulps with a thumbs up.

“You’re definitely bullshitting, but fine. Be stubborn.” Reki huffs, pushing off the ground again as he puts his arms behind his head. “He definitely just wanted to boss an upperclassman around.”

“Probably.” Langa agrees, deciding going with the conversation is his best chance.

“He’d probably make me wear the collar just for the humiliation factor, though.” Reki laughs.

“I mean, you still could,” Langa mumbles to himself.

“What?!” Reki chokes.

Fuck he said that out loud.

“What?” Langa tries to play dumb.

“What did you just say?” Reki demands, not letting the other get away with changing the subject this time.

‘Shit.’ “...I didn’t say anything?” He tries.

“Langa Hasegawa, did you just say you want me to wear a collar?!” Reki gasps, pulling out the full name.

Langa groans, trying to think of a way out of this before just deciding to kick off hard and race ahead.

“Hey! Get back here! You can’t just drop that and speed off!” Reki yells after him in pursuit.

Langa has never been so happy to see the school gates as he taps into his new S skills and takes a sharp turn onto the grounds and another behind a building.

“Langa, you asshole!” He hears Reki yell from the gates as the redhead zooms further into the school.

Langa sighs in relief as he slumps to the ground to wait until homeroom. The redhead would forget his slip of tongue soon enough anyway.

…

“LANGA! You ass!” Reki yells as he throws open the door to the roof at lunch.

He was having really bad luck with this forgetting thing.

Reki had spent the entire first half of the day stealing glances at him and had finally cornered him unless Langa wanted to be hungry the rest of the day.

“What?” Langa sighs, trying for oblivious once more.

“You know what! You’re just going to say you want to put a collar on me and ride off?! Really, dude?!” Reki huffs as he plops down next to the other skater with his bento. “At least let me respond, you ass.”

Langa leans against the fence to stare at the sky with a groan. “I know it’s weird. You don’t have to tell me. Seriously we can just forget about-”

“Langa. Shut up. I’d be down.” Reki laughs around the food in his mouth.

“-it and pretend- wait, WHAT?!” Langa’s head shot up as he stared at his best friend in shock.

“I’d be okay with being your dog. You might as well get something out of your win right?” Reki grins.

Langa tries not to slump again. ‘The win. Right.’

“You really don’t have to. It was just a sleep-deprived comment that I didn’t mean to say out loud. We can just forget it happened.” Langa sighs.

Because that’s been working so well for him.

“Didn’t mean to say out loud...Dude is that why you didn’t sleep this weekend? Were you thinking of me in a collar?”

‘Really?! He chooses now to be smart?!’ Langa groans, cursing the brat that challenged him in the first place.

He apparently took too long to respond for the redhead’s liking.

“Oh my god, dude! You were! Weeks of flirting and me making a joke is what finally did it, huh?” Reki laughs again as he shoves more food in his face.

Langa chokes on the water he was drinking to try and calm his nerves, coughing at what his crush friend just said to him. “You were flirting with me?!”

“Since you beat Shadow. Thanks for finally realizing.” Reki deadpans with a face similar to Langa’s usual blank expression. “Guess I owe Oka a new board design.”

Langa just stares at him slack-jawed, wondering what their boss had to do with this now.

“Huh?” He asks brilliantly.

“Oka said I’d have to tell you point-blank for you to get it. Something about us sharing one brain cell that’s shaped like a skateboard. I had a bit more faith in my abilities, but guess not.” Reki shrugs, catching Langa’s sandwich when he almost drops it. “Careful, dude.”

Langa.exe had officially stopped as he just stared at the redhead.

“Hello~ Earth to Langa!” Reki tries, waving his hand in front of blue eyes. When Langa continues to stare blankly, Reki hums before smirking as he thinks of something and leans close to the snowboarder’s ear. “Master~”

Reki swears he sees steam leave Langa’s ears with how fast the other flushes and a strangled sound leaves his throat. “You back, buddy?”

Langa nods shyly, clearing his throat. “Um...so flirting with me...does this mean we can date?”

“That was kinda the whole plan, yeah.” Reki grins.

Langa smiles shyly as he finally meets gold eyes once more. “Cool.”

Reki just laughs at his awkward friend boyfriend as he sits normally once more, handing him back his sandwich. “I wasn’t joking about being down to try that though.”

Langa chokes on his sandwich now and just groans through his coughing fit as his new boyfriend laughs at him. “I want to break up.”

“Nope. You’re stuck with me.” Reki grins, scooting closer to bump Langa’s shoulder with his own and lean against him.

Langa hides his fond smile in his sandwich. “...We can talk about it later.”

“Yes!” Reki cheers, making Langa chuckle and ruffle his hair.

…

“So how do you wanna do this?” Reki asks as he arranges kneepads.

Langa and Oka just stare at him in exasperation. “We’re at work.”

“So?” Reki chuckles.

“It’s bad enough you told Oka how he won the free skateboard design,” Langa mumbles, ears turning pink as he carries more merchandise to the redhead. “He got his laugh, I doubt he actually wants to hear details.”

“Absolutely not.” Oka deadpans as he flips through a magazine. “Neither does Sketchy.” The fox clicks in agreeance.

“No fun.” Reki snickers, sucking in a breath when his hair is suddenly grabbed.

“We’ll talk on the way to S. Behave and I’ll pay for everything,” Langa whispers in his ear after setting the box next to him and pulling his head back.

Reki swallows not to moan and nods quickly. “Okay.” He squeaks.

Sketchy makes a gagging noise at the counter and the boys flush at being caught before getting back to work, both smiling the rest of the shift.

…

“So ordering online I’m guessing?” Reki asks as Langa gets on the moped.

“This is your new hyper fixation, huh?” Langa sighs as he puts on his helmet.

“Maybe.” Reki laughs. “So?”

“What color, style, and do you want it to say anything? If so what color for that or do you want a tag.” Langa hums as the moped starts towards S.

“Hmmm, I don’t know? Maybe blue like my headband? Or a classic black? Amber like my eyes? Yellow would be too obnoxious wouldn’t it?” Reki rambles. “Surprise me with the rest. I trust you to pick something nice.” The redhead grins momentarily over his shoulder before focusing on the road again.

“Okay...any other accessories?” Langa asks quietly.

“What do you mean?” The tilt of his head makes him look like a puppy already.

“Well, you’re going to be my dog, right…?”

It takes a second but soon enough Reki’s neck looks like it’s blending in with his hair when he catches on. “Oh, um, we could try them?” He mumbles embarrassed.

“Want me to get them and you can try them before we do?” My mom is staying with family on the other side of Okinawa next weekend. I convinced her to let me stay home.” Langa offers.

“Um, sure. Yeah, we can do that?” Reki nods, burrowing in his hoodie.

“Do you know what size you’d want?”

Reki squeaks and Langa laughs at him.

“What happened to that attitude earlier today?” Langa smirks.

“Well, you were the one embarrassed then,” Reki mutters, huffing when Langa snickers again. “Shut up! I’m challenging you to a beef when we get there!”

“Oh? What are the stakes?” Langa hums, amused.

“Winner decides just how dog I act.” Reki huffs, some of his confidence back.

“Deal, hope you like eating out curry out of a dog bowl.”

“Like hell! I’m expecting belly rubs!”

“Hmm, that can be arranged either way.”

“...For real?”

…

Reki 💓🐶: [Langa...Is this really supposed to fit?]

Snow 💙: [...]

Snow 💙: [So not gettin laid this time. Got ya.]

Reki 💓🐶: [Wtf does that mean?!]

Snow 💙: [...]

Reki 💓🐶: [Langa!]

Snow 💙: [The tail is smaller…]

Reki 💓🐶: [I’m gonna die 💀]

Snow 💙: [Dramatic.]

Reki 💓🐶: [MEAN!]

Reki pouts at his phone, but the next message does make him smile.

Snow 💙: [<3]

Reki 💓🐶: [...💓]

Reki sighs as he puts his phone down and looks at the supplies that were sneaked into his bag earlier today during lunch. It probably wasn’t that bad now that he was looking at it, but he hadn’t even realized he might be interested in guys until he saw the snow-esque scene as Langa won his first beef so it wasn’t like he had tried stuff like this before.

“Come on, Reki. You can do this.” He sighs as he double checks his door is locked and his mom’s car is gone before stripping.

Once he’s standing by his bed in nothing but his birthday suit, he picks up the bottle of what he assumes is lube before flopping on his bed. He had watched porn while they waited for the package to come in so he had an idea of what to do as he poured some on his finger before deciding to just be generous and near soak his fingers.

He lets out a breath to calm himself down before he circles a finger at his hole. The anticipation sends a tingly feeling up his spine so he tries sinking the finger in up to the first knuckle. It feels weird, but once he’s deemed that it doesn’t hurt, he sinks it in further, repeating this process until his finger is all the way in and he tries moving it.

‘Yeah, still weird.’ He thinks as he gets himself used to the single finger moving in and out. ‘Maybe?’ He starts repeating the process with a second finger and hisses at the stretch, but decides he doesn’t hate it. ‘Okay, yeah. I can work with this.’

By the time he gets the third finger in and is fucking himself open with them, he has decided he can definitely work with this as he moans into his pillow and strokes his cock with his other hand.

“Ahh~ Shit. Good. Fuck, the tAil!” Reki’s breath hitches as he pulls his fingers out and adds more lube to the tail. He brings it to his twitching hole before pushing it in and biting his pillow to silence his moan when he accidentally manages to hit something in him on the way in.

“FU-Ahh~Fuck!” He groans into his pillow, panting as it sinks into the base and rests itself on what he figures is his prostate. “Mnnm! Ah, fuck. Full.”

Reki tries to set himself up onto his knees, but his arms almost give out as the tail just moves and bumps his prostate again. He eventually manages to and sits there panting as he realizes the damn thing has settled itself right on his prostate so now his nerves feel like a live wire.

“Shit.” He hisses as he wipes his hand off on a tissue and looks for his phone. He finds it next to the ears that match his hair and the tail and decides to put those on before opening the camera app.

He almost drops his phone as he squeaks in embarrassment at the sight that greets him. He’s gotta admit he looks cute with the ears, but what makes him so embarrassed is how fucked he already looks with his flushed face and chest and pupils blown so wide there’s barely any amber left. He’s panting and when he moves the phone behind him, he can see where the tail disappears in between his cheeks, and he groans.

Reiki hesitates for a moment before snapping a pic from an angle where he can see everything and opening Langa’s contact on Clickchat.

Reki 💓🐶: [sent an image ]

[image opened ]

Snow 💙 replayed your click

Snow 💙 took a screenshot

Reki 💓🐶: Langa!

Snow 💙: 🥵

Reki 💓🐶: 😶

Reki 💓🐶: You used an actual emoji

Reki 💓🐶: [meme] Haha! I’m in danger!

Snow 💙: >:)

Snow 💙 wants to FaceTime

Reki groans in exasperation, knowing he did this to himself as he denies the call.

Reki 💓🐶: I’m not letting you ruin the whole surprise

Reki laughs awkwardly at his phone.

Snow 💙: But Rekiiii

Reki can practically see the pout on the other’s face.

Reki 💓🐶: Nope. Pic was all you’re getting. I need to be able to be done before my family gets back.

Snow 💙: :(

Reki 💓🐶: Night babe 💓

Snow 💙: <3 Night <3

Reki chuckles at his phone before getting back to his task at hand which is now getting off before anyone can come home.

He flops onto the bed once more and moans loudly when it jostles the tail in him.

“Fuuuuck~!” He whines as he reaches down to take hold of the base of the tail and pulls it slightly. He groans as it brushes his prostate, and, based on the electricity dancing across his skin, figures that’s the fastest way for him to get off so resign to hit that spot as much as possible as he grabs his cock with his other hand, stroking himself in tandem.

He’s not long before he’s cumming the hardest he has in his life with a shout as he spills into his hand. He curls into himself, shivering as he strokes himself through it before whining when the tail brushes his prostate again.

Reiki reaches back to pull it out and groans in oversensitivity before throwing it back on top of its package to clean when he gets up to shower.

After a few minutes of letting himself calm down, he takes the ears off and gets up to do just that. Now even more excited for the weekend.

…

“So was your goal to kill me this week?” Langa growls as they enter his apartment and he crowds the redhead against the door.

“What are you talking about?” Reki tilts his head with wide eyes, acting oblivious despite knowing exactly what he did.

“Thanks to you, there will actually be a camera roll to destroy if I ever die. Like being on camera, huh?” Langa glares.

Reki just shrugs despite his dick already reacting to Langa looming over him. He’d unpack that discovery later. “I mean you didn’t have to save them.”

“How could I not when my puppy looked so cute?” Langa huffs as though Reki’s suggestion was preposterous. “What with his floppy ears, fucked out expressions, and his tail filling him up nice and full?” Langa smirks now as he watches the redhead’s face turn the same shade as his hair.

“Langaaaa~!” Reki whines, pouting at him despite the erection forming between his pants. “Shut up. Can I see my collar now?” He tries changing the subject but is also just generally curious.

Langa smiles now, pushing away from the door. “Of course, puppy. Let me go get it. The bathroom is down the hall. Go on and get ready while I do. My room is at the end of the hall to the right.”

Reki blinks for a moment before realizing what the other means and hugging his bag closer to him while nodding shyly. “Okay…”

“Good boy.” Langa smiles fondly before heading down the hall himself, knowing Reki will be a second before he heads to the bathroom.

Reki flushes again at the words and new thing to unpack. He waits until Langa disappears around the corner before groaning into his backpack and making any move to the bathroom.

He closes the door behind him and repeats the same process he’s been doing since he got the tail, trying to hide his moans in his hoodie. By the time he makes his way to Langa’s room, he’s got his tail in, ears on, and is shyly hiding his hard-on behind his hands.

“Um...Langa?” Reki finally speaks up.

Langa turns around to look at him and despite the smile that spreads across his face, there’s a hunger in his eyes that makes a shiver run down Reki’s spine. “Ready, pup?” He hums.

Reki nods, padding into the room and waiting for some sort of instruction.

Langa pulls a necklace box out from behind him, and steps into Reki’s space. “You still okay with this?”

Reki nods shyly.

“Words, baby.” Langa smiles fondly.

Reki flushes but nods again. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay.”

“I did some reading while buying this stuff. Do you know the stoplight system?”

Reki looks at him confused.

“Green, yellow, red,” Langa explains. “Green means you’re okay with what’s happening, continue. Yellow is you’re not sure about what’s going on, slow down or give you a break. I’ll stop to check which one. Red is no more. Everything will stop, I’ll get everything off of you and clean up whatever needs cleaned immediately, and we’ll just cuddle or whatever you need. If for some reason you can’t talk, it’s one, two, three snaps in that order. Do not be afraid to use them. If you need them and don’t use them I’ll be mad. Understand?”

Reki blinks, taking everything in before nodding. “I understand.” He smiles. “Thank you for doing so much.”

Langa smiles back, petting red hair. “Anything for you.” He pulls his hand back. “Now do you want to see the collar?”

Reki’s eyes light up, a lot less nervous now that there are extra precautions in place. “Yeah! I’ve been really excited to see it!” He grins.

Langa’s smile turns fond once more as he opens the box. “It just arrived this morning.”

Reki’s eyes sparkle as he looks at his collar. It’s about two fingers thick and the same blue as his headband. The lining looks really soft and padded and is the same amber as his eyes, but he can see some red and realizes there are words embroidered on the inside. Property of Langa . Reki smiles as his eyes trail forward to the light gold loop that is probably supposed to make up for his usual yellow where there is a similarly colored tag with his name.

He raises his head to look at Langa with a grin. “I love it!”

Langa seems to breathe a sigh of relief as he takes it out of the box and reveals a much simpler choker underneath that is basically a carbon copy of the collar but mostly fabric and without the loop and tag. It still says ‘Property of Langa’ on the inside and a keyhole where his hood would hide the clasp.

Reki looks at him in confusion.

“Um, there was a sale for ‘public collars’, too that took off shipping.” Langa is the one who looks embarrassed now. “You don’t have to, but if you want to add it to your outfit it’s yours.” There’s a flush forming on his cheeks now.

Reki blinks before flushing slightly himself but smiling as he takes it and puts it with his stuff. “Thank you, Langa.”

Langa sighs in relief once more as he smiles. “Of course...and do you think you could call me Master again?” He mumbles the last part.

Reki smirks now. “Liked that, huh?”

Langa nods. “A little.”

“Okay then, Master~” Reki hums, internally snickering at how Langa’s breath hitches. “Wanna put my collar on me now?”

Langa gulps, nodding as he puts the box on his nightstand and unclasps the collar, motioning for Reki to turn around.

Reki does as he’s told and feels strangely fuzzy as the soft lining clasps around his neck.

Langa pulls it a little to make sure it’s not too tight. “All good?”

Reki nods as he turns back around. “Yes...Master.” He smiles shyly again.

The hungry look from earlier returns to Langa’s eyes, but he has one more question. “How far are you okay with going tonight?”

Reki flushes but considered the question. “I- I don’t know? The tail is really the farthest I’ve gone?”

Langa hums in consideration, trying to remember when he asked Joe and Cherry for advice and what Cherry told him as Joe was laughing his ass off.

“Why the hell can’t you ask your mother?” Cherry questioned.

“She’d be weird about it so I’m asking the skate parents instead.” He answered honestly.

“I’m sorry, your WHAT?” This was when Joe started laughing like a mad man.

“That’s what Reki and Miya have called you.” Langa blinked at the caligrapher, not sure why he’s annoyed.

“Those little shits.” Cherry growled, pinching the bridge of his nose. “...Fine! I do not want to have this conversation with any one of you, but I also don’t want either of you to hurt each other or worse because you don’t know what you’re doing so here’s what you need to know. We’ll fill in the blanks from there.”

“Are you okay with oral? Performing or having it done to you?”

Reki thinks seriously about the question. “I’m willing to try? Just don’t go trying to treat my throat like a fleshlight.” He answers honestly.

Langa snorts, but nods. “Penetration?”

Reki snakes his eyes down Langa’s body and sucks in a breath when his eyes land on the tent in Langa’s boxers. He wasn’t porn big sure, but the plug on the tail was still definitely smaller and Reki was shocked to find himself almost drooling in want. “Um, apparently?”

Langa looks at him in confusion before noticing the redhead’s dick twitch and chuckling. “Like what you see?”

“Again, apparently.” Reki has to chuckle himself.

“Hmm,” Langa hums with a smirk. “I don’t plan to, but you do have something around your neck so doesn’t hurt. Choking?”

Reki’s face flushes bright red again, but once again he considers, bringing his own hand up to his throat in thought. “Uhh, do you know how to?”

Langa blinks, realizing he forgot to ask, and scanning his memory. He remembers Joe being cocky and demonstrating, but also Cherry kicking the larger man seconds after tensing up so he has no clue if he was being fucked with or not. “We’re gonna put that in Yellow of if it happens let me know so I can stop whatever’s causing it and I won’t do it period.”

“Okay.” Reki nods, stepping closer into Langa’s space with a small smirk. “So how do you want me, Master~?”

The look returns to Langa’s eyes and this time he acts on it, grabbing a handful of red hair and pulling the other’s head back. “First of all, I don’t think dogs stand on two legs, now do they?”

Reki whines and something in him makes him drop to his knees immediately before looking up at the equally shocked Langa.

“Shit, that was hot,” Langa whispers.

Reki opens his mouth to speak, but Langa beats him to it.

“No more talking unless it’s a safe word or Master. Understood?”

Reki opens his mouth again to agree before snapping it shut and nodding.

“Good boy.” Langa hums.

Reki whines at the praise before he can stop himself and the blush spreads to his chest.

“Oh? Does someone maybe want to be my good boy?” Langa smirks down at him.

Reki whines again before nodding. He’s already kneeling at his best friend and boyfriend’s feet with a boner. What shame does he have left?

“I’m sure that can be done.” Langa hums as he sits on the edge of his bed before patting his lap. “Come here.”

Reki almost stands up, but remembers he’s not allowed to so instead crawls to rest his head on Langa’s lap with joking “Ruff.”

Langa can’t help but chuckle as he scratches behind a fake ear. “Good boy.”

Reki wiggles his but so his tail wags, but ends up moaning into Langa’s lap instead when this just rubs his prostate.

Something twitches in his peripheral, and he lifts his head to find Langa’s dick not far from him and hard.

“Shit, puppy.” Langa groans as he tugs at red hair lightly. “I gotta get that sound out of you again.”

Reki whines as he stares up at Langa pleadingly, waiting for instructions.

His curiosity hopes it involves the cock twitching in front of him.

“Do you want the bone?” Langa can’t help, but phrase it that way.

Reki stares at him like he��s completely done with life.

“Okay, sorry. That was terrible, but I had to. Want it, though?”

Reki tilts his head in thought before deciding he wants to try and lets his tongue loll out of his mouth as though he’s panting.

Langa’s grip on his hair tightens again as he moans. “Fuck, baby. Go on, take your treat.”

Reki rolls his eyes at the continued bit but figures two can play at that game as he leans forward to sloppily lick a strip up the vein before lapping at the head and the precum coming from it. It obviously doesn’t taste great, but he can’t say he hates it.

Langa curses at the contact, but his moans quickly turn to a different curse when the sloppy puppy licks aren’t nearly enough, and he pulls Reki’s head up. “Try to play with it properly or I take it away.” He glares.

Reki whines when he’s pulled away and gives Langa his best puppy dog eyes, whimpering to be let go so he can return to the task.

Langa lets go of his head and the redhead continues his task, taking more in his mouth and applying actual suction this time. He lets his tail wag when this rips a moan from his master which makes him more daring as he moves further down, and the grip in his hair tightens again but doesn’t pull him away.

He slowly takes more in and eventually hits the back of his throat, but doesn’t gag like he expects to. He furrows his brows in confusion before working his way to the base and swallows around the head in his throat.

“Shit! Reki? Are you deepthroating me?!” Langa moans as he tries not to thrust into the heat.

Reki hums an affirmation and Langa curses again, cutting off an aborted thrust, moaning again when he realizes Reki doesn’t gag when he does.

“You have no gag reflex do you?” Langa groans, chuckling at the shrug he gets in response. “Can I?”

Reki tries relaxing his throat further like in one of the stories he read for research and nods to give Langa the go-ahead.

Langa grips red hair once more, and gives a few experimental thrusts, moaning loudly when Reki just swallows around him and tries to keep his tongue involve. “You’re gonna kill me, puppy.”

Reki hums around his Master’s cock again and that seems to be all the invitation Langa needs to use Reki in the exact way he said not to earlier before they discovered that wasn’t really a problem. “Fuck! Make sure to breathe through your nose, alright? Shit! Or swallow me! That works too! AH!”

Reki hums happily, using his tongue as much as he can while letting Langa fuck his throat and drinking in the praise flowing from his Master’s lips.

“Shit! Reki! So good. Such a good boy. Taking my cock so well. AhHhh~!” Langa moans, eventually feeling himself nearing the edge. “Shit! Wait! Fuck, o-off. If you don’t stop now, I’ll cum, and we won’t be able to try the other thing.”

Reki allows himself to be pulled back, providing suction all the way until he releases his Master with a pop. “Arf!” It comes out sounding broken, and Langa’s dick twitches at his work.

“Shit, puppy.” Langa groans, patting the bed. “Up. Pick whatever position you want for being such a good boy.”

Reki grins, giving another happy bark before hopping onto the bed and spinning in a circle as he thinks before deciding to go all out and get into position for doggy style, wagging his tail at Langa teasingly.

“Did I mention you’re gonna kill me?” Langa groans, retrieving lube from his nightstand and chuckling at the excited yelp. “How are you a smart ass even when barking?”

“GrrrrRuff!” Reki huffs in fake insult.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know I’m right.” Langa chuckles as he uncaps the lube and rolls on a condom before positioning himself behind his puppy. “I’m taking the tail out now, okay?”

Reki barks before a moan rips itself from his throat when Langa starts pulling it out only to play with his prostate a bit instead and set his nerves on fire.

“Ma-Master~ Please~!” Reki pleads, whimpering as he tries to escape the torture.

Langa groans at hearing Reki call him Master again, and finally pulls the plug out for real, inhaling sharply as he watches Reki’s hole flutters and clenches around nothing.

Reki whines at the empty feeling, subconsciously wiggling his ass again to try and entice his Master.

Langa relents, lubing up his fingers to make sure his puppy is prepped enough. He sinks his fingers in, delighting at the moan it drags from his puppy as all three fingers are sucked into the base. “Shit, you have no idea how hot that was,” Langa whispers.

Reki whines in response, thrusting back on the fingers, surprising himself in how desperate he is for the other boy’s cock. ‘Please, Master!”

“Shit.” Langa hisses as he spreads his fingers a few times to be sure before running the excess lube on the condom and just squirting more into the clenching hole just to be safe. “I’m going in, puppy.” He warns as he lines up.

Reki whines before another moan is torn from him as he’s filled. “AhhHHH! Master~!” He cries out, clawing at the sheets with his blunt nails.

Langa whispers praises to his puppy as he slowly sinks in, being careful to allow time to adjust until he bottoms out and waits.

Reki is currently biting Langa’s pillow and panting heavily as he adjusts to just how full he is, whimpering and whining at the new feeling. Eventually, it shifts from feeling foreign to feeling good, and Reki wiggles his hips as a sign to move.

Langa takes the hint and starts slowly pulling back out, hissing as Reki clenches around him as though trying to keep him inside before he gives a quick thrust.

The whimpering moan Reki lets out is like music to the snowboarder’s ears as he does it again and again and again, picking up speed with each thrust and increasing the volume of the redhead’s moans.

Eventually, Langa is pounding into his puppy beneath him like he’s the dog in heat as praises fall from his mouth.

“So good. Shit, Reki you feel so good around me. So tight. So hot. The perfect little hole. Fuck you’re perfect. Such a good boy. Shit, Reki! Reki! REkiIIIiiii~!”

Soon enough Langa is cumming hard into the condom and collapsing across his boyfriend’s back, exhausted. He feels some shifting when he flops, and it isn’t long before Reki is letting out whimpering cries of his own as, Langa assumes anyway, he strokes himself to completion.

They stay like that for a few minutes, each panting heavily as they come back to their sense. Eventually, Langa sits back up and pulls out, pulling an overstimulated groan out of both of them. He looks down at his boyfriend’s face to find him in the midst of drifting off so goes about the aftercare Joe was serious for long enough to drill into his head., stressing that it was very important.

Langa got up from the bed, shushing the redhead’s whimpers before going to the bathroom to throw away the condom and coming back with a damp washcloth to get some of the sweat off of both of them. He wipes them both down before returning the cloth to the bathroom and returning moments later. He returns to the bed, running his fingers through Reki’s hair before taking off his ears and setting them carefully next to the collar box. Lastly, Langa makes a move to take off the collar but is interrupted when Reki growls and bites at him.

A light blue eyebrow inches into floppy bangs before he smiles in amusement. “Wanna be my puppy a little longer?”

Reki nods. “Yes, please.” He nods happily, making grabby hands at Langa. “Now I was promised cuddles.”

Langa chuckles as he moves the redhead under the covers and climbs in next to him. “For safety sake, you’re not falling asleep with that on you know?”

Reki pouts at him. “Why noooot~” He whines.

“Because it chunky and has too much going on for me to feel comfortable letting you. What if you choke?” Langa frowns.

Reki smirks at him. “Kinky.”

Langa just groans as he leaves the covers again and comes back with the simpler collar. “Will you accept this?”

Reki beams as he exposes his neck to let Langa remove the collar. “Okay!”

Langa just shakes his head, chuckling as he switches them out, reaching back in the box to lock the smaller one with the key.

Reki looks like he could purr as he snuggles back into the pillows and pulls Langa down to cuddle with him. “Thank you, Master.”

Langa smiles, kissing his forehead. “Of course, puppy. Whatever makes you happy.”

With those last words, they cuddle close and drift off to sleep with smiles on their faces.

Bonus

“Really? A public collar?” Cherry sighs at Langa from behind his mask as Reki flushes a dark red.

“Damn kid, even kinkier than we thought,” Joe snickers over Cherry’s shoulder.

“Langa?” Reki asks calmly.

“Yes, baby?” Langa smiles, somehow knowing he’s in trouble.

“WHY THE FUCK DO OUR S PARENTS KNOW WHAT IT IS?!”

#langa x reki #sk8 smut #sk8 the infinity #sk8 renga #langa hasewaga #reki kyan #kinktober #kinktober 2021

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