#i never want to see a skater cry

[wizard0rbs]

well the last group sure did happen

[sw33tsuccubus]

𝒫𝑒𝓇𝒸𝓎 𝒥𝒶𝒸𝓀𝓈𝑜𝓃 boyfriend headcanons

you’re best friends who kiss

likes kissing your cheek. it’s just where his lips go. if he’s excited, like after winning capture the flag, he kisses your lips and then gets all flustered. it’s like the first time all over again. gives you these big bear hugs that make you warm. nuzzles his face into your hair during these.

has been jumpscared by a bee before. maybe he jumped into your arms and shrieked. just maybe.

it’s rare the two of you can cuddle. camp is always so busy. whenever you can, though, it’s always so sweet. sometimes you lay on your back and he drapes an arm and leg over you, his head on your shoulder with his breath lightly tickling your neck. sometimes his arms lazily wrap around you, face in your hair, legs tangled together. occasionally he’ll spoon you while you cuddle one of his plushies.

speaking of his plushies. he has a few, and they’re all sea creatures. a crab, a squid, a shark, a clownfish, a seahorse, a dolphin. he’ll be offended if you think they’re silly.

kind of embarrassing. will brag you’re the best at something even if you’ve never done it. has an ‘i ❤️ my girlfriend/boyfriend/partner’ shirt.

you guys have bracelets of each others’ color schemes. there’s a charm related to your godly parent on there. the one he gave you is blue, and it has a trident charm.

he paints his nails with you. more often than not they’re royal blue, but sometimes he paints them your favorite colors. he’d love to match you, smiling at your hands whenever your fingers are intertwined and he can see.

smells like the sea naturally. he uses cologne and scented shampoo, but you can only smell them if he’s pressed against you.

leaves clothes at your cabin just so you can wear them. gets so giddy if you do. denies any accusations that he does it on purpose. he makes sure it’s always his favorite clothes too, so it smells just that much more like him since he wears them more.

when you start talking, he zones out of everything in the room. partly because he’s hyperfocusing, but also because he chooses you over anything else. maybe he has heart eyes. just maybe.

he’s into pda, but he listens to your boundaries. in love with holding your hands. he’s be a little disappointed if you wouldn’t let him but he’d understand.

has tried impressing you by flexing. yeah, he’s muscular, but it was so funny. he’s talking with a friend, sees you, and immediately shows off. please don’t laugh, he’ll cry about it.

he’s dramatic. pouts and whines if you laugh at him for being childish. pouts and whines if you don’t laugh at one of his jokes. pouts and whines if you don’t hang out with him at least three times a day.

asks to spar with you. he’ll hold back to see what you’re capable of and then match as best as he can. if he cuts you, he’s apologizing and almost screaming. if you cut him, he’s laughing it off and telling you he’s okay. it’s fine if that’s not your thing, though; you can watch him :) at first, you think he’s being egotistical when he offers, trying to show off, but it’s kind of cool to watch. he’s like a gymnast, or a figure skater. his motions are just so fluid.

he likes to go swimming at least once a week to keep himself grounded. if you don’t want to come, he’ll collect you something from underwater. a pretty rock, a seashell, some random ocean treasure. he’d be ecstatic if you came with him, though. picking you up and twirling you in the water and splashing water at you.

does not shut up. he lays there and yaps about his day with his head on your lap and your hands playing with his hair. tells you about his favorite movies while walking with you around camp. he complains about any inconveniences with his cheek pressed to the top of your head, his arms wrapped around you.

that being said, he’s also a great listener. he sits there and nods along, smiling and adding small quips where needed. if you need advice, don’t ask him!! no matter how much you love him, he gives terrible advice. he’s quite reckless.

he’s protective. not overly so, but he is. he’s watching over you during training, he’s worrying if you ever go on a quest without him, he’s standing up to anyone at camp or at school who says something about you. if you got injured during the Battle of Manhattan or the fight against Gaea, he would be very worried and so so mad. he would put everything at risk for you.

he gets jealous sometimes and it’s funny, seeing him pout and reach for your hand. he’ll gently laugh at you and tell you how he feels about you if you ever feel jealous.

dating him is an experience.

he has some mood swings. he’s normally a happy, funny guy, but sometimes he gets sad thinking about his past and all the friends he’s lost. he gets frustrated and angry sometimes, when things don’t go his way or if things start piling up.

if he’s upset, he tries to avoid you so that he doesn’t snap at you. once he’s feeling better, he’ll come to you and hug you, which lead to cuddles. he doesn’t say much when this happens. either it’s silent, or you can talk to him and he’ll listen to each word.

he’s such a sweetheart. he’s always thinking about what you prefer and your interests and he’s always trying to be a gentleman for you, though his silliness makes it funny.

he’s all in all a caring and sweet boyfriend.

[theywantedplayer]

Masterslist

NEW MASTERLIST

Smut

All Categories 

who i write for 

Jamie Draysale 

“shit I didn't mean to say that”

Loved so dearly

“Its midnight where the hell were you

obsessed

Doing nothing with you

“my friends are really annoyed about how much I talk about you” “you’re staring”

Sparks fly-Taylor Swift

Thin walls NSFW

Good morning NSFW

Happy Birthday NSFW

"please kiss me" "stay quiet" NSFW

“ it’s okay just breathe” “look at me, please?” 

“I’m not leaving”

Trevor zegras

jealousy

“... " " "Wanna make out?" "Sure" “ the second I saw you I couldn't get over how beautiful you were”

“You're kinda cute in this” “only kinda.”"Did you see that?" "You saw that right?"

“someone’s happy to see me” “you bought me flowers?”

Picking fights 

he didnt say it 

obsessed

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours”  “Shh.. I’m here”

“oh hun, i wish you wouldn’t work yourself so hard” “you look exhausted”

“first one to make noises loses” NSFW

Just one more NSFW

Moth to a flame NSFW

Long Day  NSFW

Auston Matthews

“No, no, please don’t look sad. I can’t handle that.” 

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours” NSFW

I only want you 

obsessed

I think Your enough 

I wouldn’t do that to you” “i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”

“You take me so well.” “Spread your legs wider.” NSFW

You comfort Austin after they get eliminated in the second round

paparazzi NSFW

“I’ve been in love you for years”

Jack Hughes 

This is how you celebrate a win NSFW

“Shh im here”

obsessed

All stars

First time NSFW

Jersey NSFW

Shower sex NSFW

Luke Hughes

“ i love you the way you are, okay? you don’t need to change. ”

High and dry NSFW part 2

Bruises

My boyfriends Brother NSFW

Finally alone NSFW

Drunk

“No, no, please don’t look sad. I can’t handle that.”

Quinn Hughes 

“im just trying to help you” “Please, talk to me’’

soft spot

“Baby can you please shut the fuck up”

“do you think I dropped my walls like this for anybody?”

"i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”NSFW

you’re so fucking hot when you’re mad”“ you’re blushing” “am not” 

Submissive quinn NSFW

Flight NSFW

Brock Boeser

andrei kuzmenko

Nico hischier

Captain NSFW

“I wish you wouldn’t work yourself so hard”

Golden gold

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you” NSFW

obsessed

Fair amount 

The purse 

Dirty talk NSFW

Little things

HandCuff’s+Blindfold NSFW

Arber Xhekaj 

I wanted to see you

Kirby dach

Freezing 

Cole caulfield

Feeling lost

“Why isn't he getting up?”

“I’ll never be good enough”“I wish you could see yourself how I see you”

Talking to yourself

“No panties?” NSFW

In every room NSFW

Sidney Crosby 

“Will you dance with me? Please, pretty please!” 

“I missed you so much” & “ you bought me flowers?”

“i love you the way you are, okay? you don’t need to change. 

obsessed

“Don't listen to them” “Because I know you” 

“Hey…..be safe”  “ you’re not even listening” 

Juraj Slafkovsky 

“I just wanted to be held for a while”

"everything about you amazes me"

“don’t yell at me in a language i don’t understand!” “please don’t cry, i’m sorry” 

Mitch marner  

“you’re crying” and “i missed you so much” 

“you were crying.” “you’re warm.”

obsessed

Second Chance 

“I get so hard when i’m around you“ 

Needy Mitch  NSFW

Carter Hart

Mat Barzal

“You smiled! I saw it, so no denying it.” and “You’re definitely the only person I would do this for.”

andrei svechnikov

Fastest Skater goes to?

“i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name” NSFW

leon draisaitl

“first one to make noises loses”

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you” NSFW

"so, how much longer do you plan on using me as your personal space heater?"“Please kiss me.”

Jeremy Swayma

“no panties?”“Do you want my fingers?" NSFW

Morning kisses 

[0oolookitsme]

It's Buzzcut Season, Anyways!

Eeeeekk!!!! Hi Hi everyone!! I hope you are all doing well, here comes the first post of the year! <3

So.. It is my birthday today, and I'm very excited to tell you that I'm introducing to you, another one of my pairings! This a little excerpt from the fic (wip) I'm writing about this chaotic pairing, and I really do hope this gets you as excited about their story, as I am! This was supposed to be up in December but for some reason, I didn't post it?? Anyways, other than that, you shall see more, further on in 2024 :)

Also, shoutout to @cupid-styles and @elioslover for picking my ice hockey!Harry to be the one to get a buzzcut, hahah! My indecisive self (who lowkey wanted you guys to pick him), could've never 💗

All the love always, A.

Verse - NHL Player!Harry x Figure Skater!Y/n (uni era)

Word Count - It's just an excerpt so it's short!

Warnings - None that I can find but if there are any, do tell me and I'll edit them into this!

Y/n is reluctantly trimming Harry's hair when her nose feels funny, and she sneezes. Its good though, that Harry asks for her opinion regarding a change that he would rather appreciate.

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Y/n sat on her unmade bed, hair unbrushed and messy since she woke up from a 3-hour nap. Her fingers typed away on her laptop, her face showing zero signs of any stress regarding the assignment she's going to have to turn in un-edited.

Probably because of the breakdown she'd had before taking nap. She'd been so stressed that she had drawn blood from her lips and broken two of her nails -- which was rather disappointing to her considering she'd got them done not so long ago in the honour of the upcoming season of winter.

The temperature was still as hot as summer, but half of the world was snowed in, and she wanted the peace of mind that winter brought her; so, she deluded herself into thinking that it was indeed her favourite time of the year.

A silent burp made its way up her throat, as she drank the day-old diet coke she'd been drinking before her meltdown-that-leads-to-an-amazing-nap.

Just as she slurped on the last sip that wasn't anything but melted ice, she heard the door to the flat open and her eyes rose up just in time to catch the sight of a sweaty and out of breath Harry, through the open door of her room.

"Y/n?" He called for her, walking towards her room when she only hummed in response. He passed her an apologetic smile on reaching her doorframe, and she knew he was going to ask something of her that the both of them know she wouldn't be willing to do quite easily.

"I need your help," he grinned at her. "...And Immediately."

She looked at him suspiciously, before deciding to shift her focus back on her assignment, knowing that he would lure her in if she were to continue looking at him.

But Harry was at once kneeling beside the side of bed she was sitting on. With his hands joined, he contorted his face in a way that looked like he was about to cry. "I beg of you, please! If you don't help me right now, my life will be ruined forever!"

Y/n's eyes had fallen into untrusting slits by now as she minimized the document that she had been writing in. "What is it, Harry?" She asked him in a monotonous tone, shutting her laptop as if procrastinating the essay any longer would be a great help.

"Cut my hair."

Instantly her jaw dropped open. Shaking her head, she began reopening her laptop and Harry took a hold of her wrists. "Harry, there's no way!" She yelped as he began making her get off the bed.

"I'm not asking you to give me haircut like Zayn!" He exclaimed, as if that'd ease her. "Just trim it a bit," he shrugged, walking out into the small living-room with Y/n thrashing behind him. She even threw a few hands at him, but he had a feeling that she wasn't as opposed by the idea as she was pretending to.

He pulled out a chair in front of the mirror that, though they had been living in this flat for nearly two months, had yet to be pinned to the wall. "C'mon, you work at a salon -- surely you know how to trim a guy's hair," he teased her, knowing that questioning her abilities would get to her and she'd cut his hair better than any hairdresser ever could.

Looking at her reflection glaring at him through the mirror, he winked at her before bending down to unzip his bag. He pulled out an electric trimmer from inside it and handed it to her, pulling the towel from the coffee table that he had left there earlier in the morning.

Once done draping it over his shoulders, he handed her the trimmer and added a touch of his puppy-dog eyes even though he knew they simply don't work on her.

"Okay. If you end up bald, don't complain then," she grumbled before running her hand through his hair. "Is this sweat or did you wash your hair after practice?" Her face was already contorted in disgust, like she knew he surely couldn't have done the latter.

"Don't you worry, I washed it after practice," he assured her, looking at her as if she should appreciate him.

She turned on the trimmer and held his hair in sections by one of her hands. "Why didn't you go to a salon?" She asked him, trimming the hair on his sides with her mouth parted.

Harry shrugged and immediately retorted when Y/n shrieked, mumbling an apology. "The salon's too far. I don't have the time to get there; got a handful of assignments to turn in before midnight." He told her. "And I mean, saving some money never hurt anyone."

"You do realize that I've put doing my assignment on pause to do this silly shenanigan with you?" Her eyebrows rose up as she fired another question at him. She suppressed a smile when he passed a dimpled-lopsided grin to her. "God, I hate you," she said, and a smile slipped on her lips as she moved to the other side to trim the rest of his hair.

She had no reason to be doing a parttime job at a salon, it wasn't going to help her in the future in any way, but it did help her in the present with its money. The money she got by being apprenticed to a dance company went straight into the flat-bills and some other necessary purchases that she couldn't avoid.

But she wasn't complaining about it. Living among frat people was a nightmare for her. She did have fun with people but being a clean-freak and a morning person didn't match well with the frats. They did love her dearly, but when Harry came in asking if someone would be willing to be his flat mate, everyone had chanted for Y/n. And, when he asked Y/n at the rink, she had quite literally jumped at the opportunity and in the joy of the moment, hugged Harry with a tight grip that still had his heartbeat rise whenever he thought about it.

With her touching his hair, Harry's heart was beating so hard in his chest that he was afraid it was going to break a rib. His eyes never once left her reflection in the mirror, not with the way she was being so careful and serious. Her lips had parted without her knowing, and she wasn't even blinking often enough.

That was when Harry saw a hair-strand fall in her face, and her face scrunch up in a way it does when she's about to sneeze. He saw as she turned to sneeze in her elbow -- a habit that she still hadn't gotten rid of. He shifted his gaze down on his hands in his lap, to prevent her catching him staring at her.

When Y/n caught her breath after the sneeze, her eyes grew wide. Her hand began shaking as she brought the other hand to cover her mouth, looking at his head in horror. She wasn't sure if she should laugh or begin spewing apologies and decided on the latter one.

But as she opened her mouth, Harry looked at her. "Should I just buzz it off?" He questioned her and thought that she had paled at the thought of him going bald. "I mean, the match season is finally over. I don't have anything to do but study, do my parttime and of course practice hockey." He shrugged explaining his point of view, looking at her to help him decided.

"S-sure! I mean, you'd look good with any-any type of haircut." She was shaking and stuttering, but Harry was too lost in his train of thoughts to question her. "A-and its buzzcut season, anyways!"

That seemed to be helpful for Harry. He smiled at her, "Shave it off, then. I'm basically on vacation from tomorrow... and I guess I'd really appreciate a change like this!" He was back to grinning and Y/n's sweat was beginning to cool off.

She imagined sitting with Harry on a sofa on some ordinary-night with her feet in his lap like he were her closest friend and telling him about today -- a movie playing on the lowest volume possible in the background. She stopped herself before she could get lost thinking about his reaction and mess up even his buzzcut.

[won4ver]

Tulips bloom in our tears

🌷 a series where you and riki love each other in every life. [inspired by nessa barrett songs]

in your first life you promised riki that you would love him the same in every life, and he promised he’d love you forever. what you didn’t know was that the gods heard your promises, and they cried for you. your fate in that life was already decided, you were born to die early, and he was born to live forever. the gods tears fell from the clouded abyss, disguised as rain. they cried for the wandering boy, the boy who couldn’t get in. they wished for a miracle, oh and what a miracle it was. the couples fate was changed, they would meet and fall in love all the same in every life. who knew all it took was a wish on the tears, the everlasting tulips bloomed in the holes of their melancholic love and created their own heaven.

but why does it seem like most of them end in tragedy

their first life

now playing : i can’t get in

↳ “what if i can’t get in? how will i see you again?”

everyone told him that he will get over it; that he will get over you. but they don’t understand, no one ever does. they say he’s wasting his life mourning over someone who won’t come back, that he needs to move on. they don’t understand that you were his life, and when you died everything he loved about himself died along with you. you were the thing he loved the most about himself, and without you everything is black and white. no matter how many times he tried to get to you, he never could.

🤍🩵

their second life

now playing : i’ve never loved you more

↳ “we can pretend that this didn’t happen”

he tried his best, he always did. but sometimes his best just wasn’t good enough for you. you knew he was busy with his career, but you didn’t sign up to have a part time boyfriend. he wanted to be there for you, it was just hard. you knew he didn’t understand, but that didn’t mean it hurt any less. he never knew about the obvious hourglass, and he especially didn’t know about how it was almost completely out. he was too late, he’s always been bad at time. even the sand didn’t wait for him, how could he expect love to? all you wanted was to be loved by him, i guess we can’t hold other people to our own expectations.

🤍🩵

their third life

now playing : you’re more than beautiful, you’re mine

↳ you’re lucky that you’re pretty”

after hearing his label mates new song riki decided to show her that there’s more to her than her body. he’s heard of her, everyone has. she’s untouchable, with visuals that rival the beauty of the night sky. she’s everywhere, her face plastered on every billboard and bus alike. her voice sounds from every platform, her velvety voice attracts the ears of everyone, hypnotizing them and drawing them into the ad. and finally she’s there, crying in her practice room with her arms wrapped around her body with her new solo blasting in the room. riki’s admired her from afar, and now it’s time to show her why he loves her. and why she should love herself.

🤍🩵

their forth life

now playing : even blindfolded i’d still find you

↳ “so it’s you and me against the world”

two dancers, two blindfolds, one song. regionals were coming up and deceils academy was scrambling for something different, for something no one was expecting. nishimura riki, leader of the male dance team. and arguably the best dancer in the entire academy. well thats what everyone assumed until the dance team stumbled upon her. Ln yn, the star figure skater. and arguably the schools biggest loner. what better way to not only win regionals but to hopefully soften the cold leader then to submit them as a duo. seems pretty easy right? well not only do they have to dance as a duo, but blindfolded. two souls who’ve always had trouble trusting others now had to put complete trust in each other.

🤍🩵

their fifth life

now playing : a stars reunion

↳ “hell is right around the corner, but it’s heaven next to you”

the end of the world was approaching and like an avalanche they all fell down. it was just them left, their stairs creaked with the weight of their burdens. in the late nights of the apocalypse they only have each other and the stars, until they only have the stars. the monsters sounded from outside their hut, but when they’re together everything will be alright. even the end of the world couldn’t stop their love, until it did.

🤍🩵

their sixth life

now playing : true loves kiss is a fraud, isn’t it?

↳ “praying on a lucky star”

even though they’ve attended the same school since elementary they’ve never interacted with each other. they always got placesin different classes, and their friend groups couldn’t be anymore different. their timelines never entwined. but they doesn’t mean that it will always stay that way. sometimes the things you could grow to love the most could be right in front of you, or on the kiss cam above you.

🤍🩵

their seventh life

now playing : 4 5683 968, 4'6 76779

↳ “you think you can keep me?”

he shouldn’t be in love with his best friends brother, god it makes him sick. it makes him sick how obsessed he is, how he would do anything for the boy who makes him feel alive. he loves him so much, that’s why he has to do this. he tells himself that every morning while looking into the mirror, he tells himself that after avoiding him all day at school. he tells himself that after constantly breaking his heart. he loved him, but not enough to keep him. riki was selfish, and his reputation meant everything to him. but was his reputation worth losing the love of his life? he was too dumb, and too late. he already lost him, he was gone. riki never got to say goodbye, all that was left to prove their existence was the photos in riki’s private photo album and the voice memo left in his messages. “i love you, i’m sorry”. but riki didn’t know that love had different plans for him, he had a chance at love again.

🤍🩵

their eighth life

now playing : they couldn’t save you, but i will

↳ “i don’t want to live without you”

nishimura riki’s parents hated everyone, so why were they now sitting in a crowded venue with a video camera sat on his mother’s shoulder, and a huge bouquet of flowers clutched in his fathers arms? most importantly, why are they cheering and screaming this random girl’s name with huge, blinding, smiles on their usual stoic faces? riki grew up hearing his parents tell him to stay away from everyone who wasn’t like him, who wasn’t like them. riki kept a close friend group his whole life, only befriending the other kids in their mafia. it came to a shock to everyone when riki’s parents suddenly became extremely protective over a mysterious girl, a girl who they refuse to introduce to anyone for her safety. riki was curious about this person who his parents started talking up, about this girl who apparently was perfect for him. he was appalled, his stone cold parents trying to set him up with a girl? impossible. it was only a matter of time until their paths cross, and he too falls for her innocence.

🤍🩵

their ninth life

now playing : you’re prettiest with me

↳ “bang bang”

at first this hit was just like every other one, just another notch to add on your belt. everything was going smoothly, all you had to do was pull the trigger. as your finger tensed to prepare to pull the trigger your eyes suddenly connected, he was looking towards you. no, he was looking directly at you. and if life couldn’t get worse your soulmate mark suddenly started tingling, your vision gaining gold hues around the edges. his thoughts echoed across your head in the most pleasurable way, “what’s in your hands?”. and without a second to think you idiotically blurted out the first thing you could think of, “a gummy gun”. who would’ve though that his laughter would now be your favourite audio in the universe.

🤍🩵

their tenth life

now playing : when the world is silent you shine brighter

↳ “i’ve never felt so alive”

nishimura riki was obsessed. the way your smile gleamed brighter than the solar eclipse, your eyes pulling up in a beautiful array of stars pulled from the galaxy. everyone knew who you were, your title following you all throughout your highschool life. your title never bothered him, something he made very obvious since the beginning. he accidentally caught your eye one morning after bumping into you, and his actions that followed after. rather than spitting our a rushed feigned apology before rushing away, he confidently stood there with his hand in a fist against his chest. he watched as your eyes followed his wrist as it made a full circle, then watched as your mouth pulled up into the very smile that’s been running through his mind since he first saw you. however what you didn’t know was that everyday for the last year he’s been taking lessons to learn sign language for you, to finally talk with you.

🤍🩵 🤍🩵 🤍🩵 🤍🩵 🤍🩵 🤍🩵 🤍🩵

started : ??

ended : ??

wc ~10-15k each

warnings will be listed with the fic. some will be fem reader pov and others m reader pov.

[waitingonher]

hi can u do some percy jackson x child of hades in wich he teaches how to skateboard ?

sk8ter boi

synopsis: percy jackson teaches you how to skate.

content warning: cursing

word count: 1,538

author's note: guys please get the avril lavigne ref or else i will cry! anyways...let's pretend that phones are safe for demigods. i just realized that the text portion looks weird on phones!! omg

today 11:39 AM

                                             i’m like 5 mins away

                                  read 11:40 A.M.

horse whisperer 😐

Perfect, I’ll cya soon 

after swiftly sending a quick text to your boyfriend, you slip your phone into your back pocket and continue walking. it’s finally spring break, meaning a week of much needed time off from school. during this break, percy decided to make it his life’s mission to convince you to learn how to skateboard. you weren’t exactly opposed to the idea per say, but the idea of a sprained, or perhaps a broken bone, wasn’t really something you had on your bucket list this week. but, after witnessing percy on his knees begging you, you agreed solely out of pity for his dignity. 

this chain of events leads you to now, walking over to meet percy at the local skatepark. as you enter through the chain-link fence gates, you hear a rather familiar voice shout your name. you turn and see percy getting up from the concrete bench he was lounging on. you wave as he jogs over to you, “hey babe,” he pulls you into a tight hug, “i missed you.” 

pulling away, you look up at him, “you saw me yesterday?” 

he grins, “and? i could never not miss you.”

you feign a look of disgust, “gag me with a spoon. you’re so cheesy.”  

percy chuckles as he grabs your hand, leading you to the bench he was just sitting at. you notice his signature navy blue backpack, which looked oddly full today, “what’s in here perce?” 

“i was just about to show you,” he unzips the pack and takes out a helmet, along with knee and elbow pads, “safety first, y/n.” 

you eye the equipment for a moment before grabbing them and putting them on. you couldn’t help but feel a little silly with the safety precautions. percy looks at you, and you can tell he’s trying to stifle his laughter, “you look so cute babe!” 

“i feel stupid,” you grumble. 

“hey, any great skater wears a helmet and pads,” he responds in an attempt to reassure you. 

you glance at the other skaters in the park. liar, you think, “those guys aren’t even wearing ‘em. hell, you don’t even wear these.” 

he awkwardly chuckles, “uh anyways…here’s my board,” percy rolls it out from under the bench and picks it up. you’re able to spot various stickers that you’ve bought him.

 first, your boyfriend starts with teaching you the different parts of the skateboard. then, percy finishes his lesson and settles the board on the ground. he demonstrates the basic motions of getting on, pushing the board with your foot, and getting off. once done, percy plants the board on a patch of grass nearby and beckons you closer, “alright, i just want you to get comfortable with getting on and off the board. it won’t move as long as it’s on the grass, so don’t worry about it moving yet.” 

you murmur a quiet okay before raising your feet to get on. placing your dominant foot in front, and your other foot in back, you mimic percy’s earlier position.  

“yeah, that looks great, babe. now make sure your feet are near the bolts. remember the bolts?” you nod, “good, now bend your knees a little, like i did.” 

complying with his instructions, you adjust your stance, “that’s really good y/n. now lets try leaning backwards and forwards, this is how you’re gonna be able to turn and stuff. use your toes and heels for that.” 

“i got it,” you say quickly while doing the motions, “now can we get to the good part?” 

percy raises a brow, “so eager to skate now are we? what happened to ‘no, i’d rather not fall on my ass.’” 

you try to hold in your laughter after hearing percy’s attempt at mimicking your voice, “yeah, yeah whatever. now help me out over here.” 

taking the board, you move it to a less occupied part of the park, hoping to save yourself from any future embarrassment. the task of getting on was easier in your mind. now that you were on solid concrete, the chances of falling were higher. and without the grass as a cushion, the fall would actually hurt. percy notices your apprehension and offers his hands, “hold my hands, it’ll help with balancing.” 

you take him up on his offer, squeezing them tight as you shakily compose yourself on the board. he waits until you’re mostly settled, “i’m gonna walk you around, yeah? practice your steering and just lemme know if you wanna stop.” 

nodding, you feel the wheels begin to roll underneath you. the sudden movement almost makes you topple over, but percy swiftly helps you rebalance. with someone supporting you, it wasn’t half as bad as you had imagined it to be. 

a few minutes pass with percy leading you around the empty corner of the park. soon enough, he comes to a stop, “i think you’re ready for the next step, what do you think?” 

you smile with his approval, “yeah, i think i’ve gotten the gist of it.” 

he lets you step off the board before explaining the next part, “now i want you to put your preferred foot near the front, yeah like that. then put your back leg on the floor, use it to help you move forward and walk. it’s just gonna let you learn and get used to the pushing motions.” 

you raise your brows, “did you seriously go through this entire process when you started skating? it’s so, in depth?” 

“i wish,” he laughs, “my friends who taught me, they were ass at explaining things. so you can only imagine the amount of bruises and scrapes i had.” 

you grimace,  “yikes…thanks for doing this for me then.” 

percy laughs, “of course, anything for you. now hurry up.” 

you flash a smile at him before focusing. you utilize your back foot to push yourself forwards in a walking motion. percy trails closely behind you, waiting in case you need help. it’s a little awkward at first, having to take steps with one foot on the skateboard. 

“y/n, when you’re ready, take a step and then put your back leg onto the board. after, try your best to turn your front foot sideways instead of it facing forwards. don’t forget to bend your knees too,” percy explains, “it sounds like a lot, but you got it babe!” 

you nod with a determined look on your face. with your next step, you lift your back foot up and place it carefully onto the back of the board. then, you rearrange your front foot, facing it sideways like percy directed. you aren’t exactly full on skating yet, as the board is barely rolling anymore, but hey, at least you haven’t fallen on your ass yet. 

“hey! that was super good, a few more times and you’ll be skating in no time,” percy comments. 

you cross your fingers, “yeah, hopefully!”

 after a few more repetitions, you deem yourself ready for the next step, “perce, i think i’m ready. i just need to push off harder, right?” 

he nods, “yeah, go ahead and give it a try.”

taking a deep breath, you push off of the concrete with force. quickly, you plant your leg back onto the board and turn your feet to be parallel to each other. this speed is much faster than you’ve ever gone before, but you instantly come to love it. grinning, you feel the wind blowing past your face and into your hair. you can hear the whoops and yells of percy who’s running after you. now you see why percy loves skateboarding. 

eventually when you begin to lose speed, you plunk your back leg onto the concrete. coming to a full stop, you hop off the board and turn around to see percy proudly grinning at you. you can barely process what just happened before percy runs up to you and wraps his arms around you in a bear-hug. laughing, you pull away to look at him, “holy shit babe! did you see that?” 

with the way he was smiling and laughing with you, it might as well have been percy’s first time skating too, “you were amazing! i’m so proud of you!” 

you go back in once more for a hug. when percy envelops you in his arms, he lifts you off the ground and spins you around. a few seconds pass before he lets you down and you immediately head to the board, “i’m gonna go again.” 

“so now you think skating’s fun,” percy teases.  

you smile and let out an exasperated huff, “shut up, i never said otherwise. i just didn’t wanna fall on my ass.”

he chuckles, “yeah whatever.” 

time passes as you and percy take turns skating around the park. you and percy decide to take a break. sitting on the concrete bench, you turn to look at your boyfriend who passes you his water bottle. you stare intently at him before suddenly clapping your hands together, “percy please teach me how to do some tricks now.” 

percy laughs at your request, “yeah, let’s not get ahead of ourselves now.” 

[gyusrose]

➵ sk8ter boi -> c.b

(first person p.o.v)

⚠︎ smut (mdni)

✎ opposites attract au , non-idol!au

summary : you never thought in a million years to be attracted to a boy like beomgyu. His baggy clothes, scrappy shoes, long hair just wasn’t a click with your elegant dresses, tight skirts, ballet dancer- self , but somehow he managed to steal your attention.

beomgyu x fem. reader

wc : 4.5k

(first post kinda nervous)

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“come one it’ll be fun!” my friend chaewon said shaking my shoulder making me sigh.

i normally love to go out , but today is not it , even though it’s summer, it feels like a crappy , frizzy spring day.

“my hair will get all frizzy and shit chae, it’s too hot anyways for a picnic .” i said making her pout.

“aw come on!! we barely get any breaks from ballet classes , let’s take advantage of it, pretty please? “ i mean she was right , almost everyday did we go to ballet classes with little to no breaks not to mention chaewon is the one that can never go out.

“fineee i’ll go , but if my hair gets all ugly after i’ll blame it on you.”

>>

“isn’t this so cute?” chaewon said as she looked at how all the food and decorations were arranged.

she made some sandwiches that were heart shaped, neatly cut fruit , homemade chocolate chip cookies and strawberry lemonade.

ok i got to give her props for this. almost making me forget how bad i didn’t want to come.

“glad you came ?” yeji , my other friend said.

“i guess this isn’t so bad.”

the three of us began eating and talking about random stuff throughout the afternoon, mostly about ballet since it’s all we do 24/7.

“i’ll try and see if i can miss class tommorow, my feet are in no shape to keep up with practice seriously.” yeji said referring to her injury two days ago.

“you know damn well Ms. jung will go nuts, she hates it when we miss and then she gives you a whole lecture on how much a failure you are for not coming to class.” chae responded making me chuckle and nod.

yeji just sighed in defeated knowing she was right.

as we kept talking we hard noise coming from behind us. more like skateboards rolling.

we turned around to be surprised with a group of skater boys. of fucking course.

“dammit chae, you could’ve at least chosen a park with no skateboard rink , you know how much we dislike those weirdos.”

yeji bursted out laughing at my comment.

“you mean! but you’re right.” chaewon chuckled at her remark and apaologized.

“my bad, i thought they retired or something, i never see them when i come here.”

“why the fuck are they coming our way?”

they walked our direction and stopped right in front of us.

“what are you little pink princesses doing here?” one of them said.

gosh how can anyone be attracted to this? huge clothes, worn out converse, shaggy hair , don’t they have any decent clothes ?

“oh shut up yeonjun, this is a public park, can we not be here?” chaewon said.

how the fuck does she know his name ?

“woah calm down, i just thought you girls will be in that cage y’all call ballet.” he said making the rest of the guys chuckle.

“can y’all just leave us alone? go on with your dirty ass skateboards and go away.” i said anger taking over me.

“nice insult , really it almost made cry barbie wannabe.” another one of them said. this one was worse, that hair, dear lord. someone give this kid some scissors, how can he even see?

“you seriously cannot be talking about my appearance when you look like that dumbass, you-“

“stop! girls let’s just go, it’s getting late anyways.” yeji said stopping me to keep going leaving him smirking. i swear to fucking god.

>>

it was the next afternoon and i was feeling drained. i was just leaving my daily ballet classes and all i wanted to do was to take a fat ass nap. but then my grumbling stomach had other plans.

i drove to the nearest restaurant that i could find. what’s the difference? it’s all burgers and fries anyways.

my annoyance got bigger as i saw the line to order food.

god just kill me right now.

it was like a 15 minute wait until i was finally the next in line.

as i saw the person leave the register i felt someone get in front of me. i only saw the back is his head but i already knew who it was.

“excuse you asshole? i was waiting before you!” i exclaimed at him . i was hungry as fuck of course i’m angry.

he turned around smirking.

“oh my bad didn’t see you there.” that’s all he said before telling the cashier his order.

at this point i was huffing like a little kid throwing a tantrum.

“who the fuck do you think you are? i’m really fucking hungry.” i said shoving his shoulder but he didn’t budge making me even angrier.

i threw a couple of more insults at him but he just ignored me and finished ordering.

he thinks he owns the place or something?

i finally got to order after an eternity of waiting, more than half of that time was me insulting that long-haired freak.

as i got out my debit card the cashier spoke up.

“don’t worry it’s all taken care of”

huh?

“i’m sorry what? im not friends with the owner or anything.”

“the dude before you told me to pay your meal on his card.”

that skater dude ?

confusion isn’t enough to describe how lost i was.

i walked to where he was sitting not sure on what i was going to say to him.

“why did you pay for my food ?” i straight up said genuinely curious on his intentions.

dude cut the line and was a total jerk to me but then pays for my food?

“felt like doing some charity work.”

i clenched my jaw at him wanting to keep on insulting him but he payed for my food so i have to act nice for now i guess.

“look whatever this shit that’s happening just make it stop, we’re not friends or anything , thank you for the food but i really didn’t need that, now go one and leave me alone jerk.”

“looks like someone can’t take a joke, calm down, you look very funny when you’re mad _______.”

how the fuck does he know my name ?

“how the fuck do you know my name?”

he stayed silent for a moment.

“i just do , now if you excuse me i have places to be in.”

that’s all he said before leaving the restaurant leaving me utterly flabbergasted.

>>

“yeji , this isn’t a classy party, this is a straight up fuckplace.”

i looked around as all i could see is people drunk out of their minds grinding on each other , punching each other, while me and my friends are here dressed like we were having dinner with the president.

“seriously i’m sorry, my friend told me it was going to be better than this, ugh a bunch of low lives are the only ones here, i’ll go get us a drink.”

i turned to chaewon who now seemed to be getting along with some other girl leaving me looking like a loser.

and erupt of laughter caught my attention as i looked where it was coming from.

you’ve got to be kidding me.

of course it was them.

those guys.

they were surrounded by girls , some one their laps and some on their side. they had beers all over the table.

but for some reason i couldn’t find the one that has been up my ass-

oh there he was.

he was walking to the table with a beer in his hand taking a seat. i saw a girl approach him which seem to startle him for a moment but then followed on her flirting.

wanting to get away i went upstairs to see if i could find a bathroom. by the way bad idea.

still confused on how girls like that kind of men.

a bunch of drunks all over the hall that i could barely go through them.

when i thought i was finally there someone grabbed my arm.

“what’s a pretty little thing like you all alone?” an unknown man who’s breath smelled like beer and cigarettes combined said.

i’m so close to gagging right now.

“leave me alone asshole.” i said trying to get away from his grip but it was useless, he was much stronger.

“playing hard-to-get aren’t we? how about we-“

“she said to leave her alone dude.” a voice said behind him making the man turn around .

“awww what is little emo beomgyu going to do?”

suddenly a punch was thrown making me flinch at the sudden move.

the drunk man was now on the floor moaning in pain.

who i suppose is beomgyu hissed at the pain in his knuckles as he literally knocked him out.

i was still in shock but he grabbed my hand and led me to god knows where.

“why the fuck are you here? this place isn’t safe for people like you.”

“excuse you? i can go wherever i want, you can’t tell me what to do.”

he rolled his eyes in response.

“you know what i mean , like seriously, the people around here are just bad.”

“then why are you here?”

he sighed before answering.

“this is just where i grew up in, it’s hard letting go of the places i know the most , that’s why i know what i’m telling you.”

we finally got outside of the supposed “bar.”

“well thanks for saving my ass, i’ll get going now, i’d rather not bother my friends right now. “

i said and started making my way to the side walk but got stopped once again.

“you’re crazy. i just told you how dangerous this area is and you want to go home alone, at 1am by yourself ? “

“well my phones out of battery so i can’t call no one to pick me up and i don’t like taking ubers.” i shrugged.

“you’re so oblivious god, i’ll take you home dummy.”

yeah right.

“pftt in what? you’re little skateboard? no thanks i’ll walk.”

he’s got to be fucking with me.

“very funny, but no i have a car, you know my life doesn’t just revolve around skateboarding.” he said dangling his car keys in my face and led me to where he was parked.

damn it , his car was nice.

i was hoping to make fun of it but i can’t.

it wasn’t even dirty, it looked almost new and not cheap at all.

“your car’s not bad.” i said trying to keep my cool. i’m not trying to make his ego burst or anything.

“thanks , i can tell how hard it was for you to say that.” he said smirking.

see this is why i keep compliments to myself.

“so where to? “

>>



The car rider was pretty much him asking me basic questions nothing too special, but still kind of awkward. i didn’t really know him like that.

“you’re served princess.”

“ugh stop calling me that , you’re making me regret even getting in your car.” he just laughed at my words.

“calm down, just go home and rest.” he said but then he looked like he wanted to ask me something .

“umm do you think i could maybe have your number? it’s nothing like that, just maybe to um kind of um keep in contact or i don’t know, never mind i’m-“

“it’s alright.”

i responded tired of listening to him ramble.

not going to lie, it’s fun seeing him in this state, shy and all, making me feel bigger.

he handed me his phone and i typed in my number then giving it back to him.

“alright then um have a good sleep.” he said awkwardly and drive away before i could even answer.

i found myself laughing at the way he suddenly acted. kind of cute.

>>

during this past month i found myself actually getting along with beomgyu.

since the day he dropped me off and gave him my number, we’ve been texting and meeting up places, obviously we still argue and bully each other but we both know we’re just joking around.

i never thought that i would become actual friends with a skater boy, just from how i talked about them last week is enough to tell how i feel about them.

now i’m sitting here with chaewon and yeji at a diner. not paying much attention to what they’re saying since beomgyu started to message me.

“she’s so fucking annoying i swear.” yeji said making both her and chaewon laugh.

they both quiet down when they saw me not paying attention at all.

“umm miss? you’ve been on your phone this whole time. what’s the point of going out with us acting like that?” chaewon stated making me look up at her for the first since i got here.

“what did you say? sorry it was just something in my phone.”

“clearly, you’re always on that damn phone nowadays, who are you texting nonstop?”

i cannot tell them i’m texting beomgyu, i will not hear the end of it.

“no one, just a childhood friend i was catching up with.” good lie.

chaewon looked at me suspiciously knowing automatically i wasn’t being fully honest.

“mmm i don’t buy that, let me see.” she tried to take my phone but i quickly moved my hand and put it behind me.

“woah that’s definitely not a “childhood friend” why are you being so secretive?”

“you’re definitely hiding something ______.” yeji added.

“it’s just- ugh , you girls are gonna eat me alive.”

“aw c’mon , it can’t be that bad, give me that phone.”

i gave up and let them both see my messages knowing i couldn’t just hide it from them forever.

both widened their eyes and looked directly at me.

“are you shitting me right now?”

“HIM?!

“weren’t y’all about to kill each other that other day?”

i shushed them at how loud they were being.

this cannot get any more embarrassing.

i snatched my phone from their hands starting to blush for no reason.

“i don’t know we just started to hang out, that’s it, nothing more.”

“you could do so much better though.” yeji said .

“no no no it’s not like that i swear.”

“he’s not your type though, those baggy clothes..” chaewon said scrunching up her face making yeji agree.

“you’re right you wouldn’t fall for a guy like that, we shouldn’t worry about it.” yeji said laughing.

yeah , why on earth would i ever like a guy like beomgyu?

>>

“are you serious right now? “ i stomped my feet angrily at my brother telling me that he can’t pick me up since he got football practice after i repeatedly told him to tell me in advance if he couldn’t, but no, the mister waits until last minute to tell me. now i have no ride home.

it was a gloomy friday afternoon after ballet practice, all my friends have already gone home and i feel bad if i call them right now asking them to come back and pick me up.

who else could pick me?

of course i know.

i clicked on his contact on my phone and waited anxiously for his answer.

the phone ringed for about four times, me know thinking he wasn’t going to answer.

“hello? “ a deep voice answered . who the fuck is this?

“beomgyu?”

“yes this is me, you woke me up from my nap you fucker.”

yup that was him.

“i need your help, could you maybe pick me up from the ballet studio? long story , i just need a ride. please?” this was in fact the first time i was being polite to him.

“seriously? ugh whatever, i’m just doing this because i’ve got nothing better to do.”

>>

“awww look at you in your cute leotard.” beomgyu said teasingly from the drivers seat as i got into his car.

“shut the fuck up, i was too lazy to change.”

“what do y’all even do in there? stand on your tippy toes all day?”

this man really got the nerve.

“ like you could even do that with your lame ass skateboard.”

“someone’s mad that th- oh you’ve got to be shitting me…”

he said making me look at his direction.

i was so caught up in the conversation i didn’t even notice the huge rainstorm that was happening which flooded the street that lead to my house. now what?

“yeah no way my car’s going through that.” he said referring to the huge body of water a couple of feet away. you could even see cars stuck in it.

“just leave me here and i’ll walk, it’s not that far anyways.”

“are you dumb? you’re not doing that, i’ll just take you to my place, at least until the rain is over.”

i didn’t really have any better choice than that. so i guess to his house i go.

>>

i’ve always liked beomgyu’s house. it felt very cozy and warm. i never told it to his face though, just so his ego can get even bigger? no thanks.

“here’s the bathroom, since you wanted to take a bath.”

i told him in the car ride that i felt tired and a nice warm bath makes me feel better.

i turned on the water and filled it up to submerge myself into the hot water.

i tried my best to relax , but to ugly sensation keeps coming back to me.

even though i wouldn’t be attracted to a guy like beomgyu, he very much does.

i don’t know what it is, he’s not my type at all.

the way he moves his hair out of his face, the way he does tricks with that stupid skateboard, the way covers his scars with stickers instead of bandaids. i hate it , i hate the way he makes me feel. i shouldn’t feel like this. what would my friends say? what would his friends say?

ugh this is too much, i need to get out.

it wasn’t a long bath, but i think was long enough to make my legs feel better.

shit, i’ve got no clothes to change into.

god must fucking love me right?

i awkwardly called out beomgyu’s name hoping i don’t have to scream at the top of my lungs for him to hear me.

thankfully he did.

“can you give me some spare clothes? i kinda have nothing to wear.” i said trying to avoid eye contact as i was only in a towel.

he chuckled and brought me some shorts and a t-shirt. not bad.

“you look cute i guess.” he said going back to his bed as i walked out of his closet.

cute? what’s up with him? shouldn’t he tell me i look disgusting ? weird ?

“so um, where am i sleeping?” i asked awkwardly, gosh what’s happening to me ?

“in my bed? do you normally sleep on the floor or something ?”

“oh with you? i just thought you know…”

“oh trust me ______, nothing like that is going to happen tonight.” he reassured.

>>

it was currently 2am and the thunderstorm somehow got worse making the rain sound echo through out the house.

beomgyu and i were still awake though. we watched a movie or two and ate some fried chicken, the awkward tension that was once here slowly disappeared throughout the night.

both of us are now talking about nonsense when suddenly beomgyu gets a god awful idea.

“let’s play truth or dare “

“what are we? in middle school?”

“aww come on! got any better ideas?”

“i guess not.”

“truth or dare? “ he asked me.

“ truth.”

“dammit, pussy. anyways , um do you have a crush on someone?”

that’s a weird question…

“um i guess so, it’s probably one sided though.”

“one sided? who is it ? im curious now.”

“nuh uh, only one question, so now you truth or dare?”

he thought for a second then spoke.

“i’ll do truth.”

“and you were up my ass for choosing truth , look at you. alright then what’s your ideal type?”

he furrowed his eyebrows and took a while to respond, making me think if this was an uncomfortable question for him.

“someone that i won’t get bored with.”

huh?

“that’s all? no ‘loyalty’ ‘kindness’ or something?”

“nah, that’s all too corny knowing damn well i just want someone i can laugh with.”

okay…

we kept asking questions back and forth, each becoming more and more personal.

until then…

“truth or dare?” beomgyu asked me.

“dare.”

“i dare you to kiss me.”

my brain shut down for a second. WHAT?

“wait what?” i tried to act cool , but on the inside i was having a meltdown.

“you heard me, let’s just try it out, nothing too crazy.”

i took a good ten seconds to think over this.

i mean he’s right, it’s all fun and jokes, it’s not like we’re going to full on make out right?

i slowly leaned into his rosy lips and connected them with mine.

i didn’t expect it to feel THIS good.

he was a good kisser, he completely took over as he kept the kiss going longer than it should have.

i pulled away hesitantly even though i wanted this to keep going.

“sorry _____ , i shouldn’t have asked you to kiss me , i knew you would be weirded out by it but i just couldn’t help myself i wa- “ i cut him off by kissing him again, this time i took control , guessing be was still registering that i kissed him.

he eventually responded to the kiss putting his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him. he slowly lowered me into the bed, being on top of me.

the kiss got more intense as he went down lower, sucking on my neck down my collarbone making me moan at the feeling.

he kept kissing lower as he reached my breast. he cupped one of them into his hand squeezing it while he left hickeys all over them.

damn he got some experience i can tell.

it didn’t take long for both of us to be completely nude , we were desperate.

beomgyu went down and slowly spread my legs.

he looked up at me and smirked before going down on me.

he started licking my slit while rubbing my clit making me bite my lip.

i entangled my hands in his already messy hair not wanting him to stop anytime soon.

“ fuck yes , just like that beomgyu.”

he moaned in response as he started sucking my clit. he then inserted two fingers in me with no warning making me yelp.

he started to move his fingers in and out in a slow moving, slowly making it faster.

god he was too good at this.

my legs closed at the sudden sensation of an orgasm and when i thought i was going to cum he took his fingers out.

“what the fuck beomgyu?!”

he chuckled and said..

“clam down princess, i can’t let you cum this easily, seems like someone’s desperate.”

i groaned in frustration and rolled my eyes.

of course he can’t stop fucking teasing me.

he then went through his night table and pulled out a condom and put it on.

he lined himself up in my entrance before looking straight at me.

“you sure you want to do this?”

made my heart warm up.

“yes , i’m sure beomgyu.” i said grabbing his head and kissing him as he went in me.

i haven’t had sex in a long time, so it was more painful than usual.

thankfully beomgyu started slow making it easier to adjust to his size.

“feeling better princess?” i nodded which gave him the green light to go harder.

the pain was long gone , now replaced with pure pleasure.

“ugh fuck yes beomgyu harder.” i moaned

beomgyu grabbed my hands and intertwined them with his as he kept kissing me.

he pulled away and grabbed on of my legs and spread it allowing him to go deeper.

no man has ever made me feel like i am right now.

i feel like a virgin that’s never experienced any sort of sexual interaction before.

i was in a state of euphoria.

i leaned forward switching positions , me now being on top.

i started bouncing on him, slapping noises echoed through the room as i went faster and faster.

i leaned my head back as i felt my climax approaching.

“shit, fuck yes baby, you look so pretty like this.” he said through moans as he rubbed my clit.

he grabbed my waist and started thrusting at an ungodly speed.

“fuck yes, gyu.”

he slapped my ass before turning us back again with him on top.

now he put both my legs on his shoulder as we both came closer to our orgasm.

my back arched as i came leaving me gasping for air.

beomgyu pulled out and took his condom off cumming on my stomach leaving him like me, out of breath.

he laid next to me for a minute in silence. leaving us to process what just happen.

“you know, i’ve always had a crush on you.” he said making me frown and look at him .

“i’m sorry what?”

“yeah, since we were in high school, all my friends knew and tried to make me go up to you but i was too much of a pussy to go talk to you, since you know, you were popular and i knew i had no chance with you.”

no way…

“beomgyu , you’ve liked me since then?”

“yes believe me, i figured the only way to talk to you would be bothering you, so that’s what i did , and you see it worked.” he said smirking .

i smacked my lips slapping his shoulder lightly.

“i guess you could now start teaching me those skateboard lessons you talked about. “

[yunjardi]

TEASER FOR SEMESTER OF SEX

pairing: high school* student jake x high school student fem. reader

genre: smut [mdni], angst, some fluff, enemies with benefits

[warnings: smut [mdni], arguing, crying, trash talking, reader's mother is mentioned, implied absence of father figure, rough sex, protected sex, oral, fingering, handjob, spanking, marking, enemies to lovers] *will add more warnings if needed

synopsis: having to work with your biggest academic rival was the last thing on earth that you would want, but unfortunately the universe had other plans: a semester-long partner project where you are paired up with jake sim, who you totally want to work with. while learning not to bicker with each other every second of the day, you end up learning a few different things about each other besides the burning hatred you both still (apparently) held for each other.

*this story will take place in the u.s. where 18 years old is the legal age and the age of a year 12 student

how would most of your peers at school describe you? a bratty brainiac. for as long as anyone can remember, you've always been deemed an academic princess. most people had a problem with your attitude but learned to ignore it as time went on. but the person who couldn't seem to ignore your notorious brattiness? jake sim.

he was your biggest academic rival, and he hated seeing the smug look on your face every time class rankings were released. every month it was:

jake

y/n

jake

y/n

jake

y/n

a vicious cycle for the two of you to say the least.

everyone knew how much you two despised each other because of the fact that you never shied away from expressing your hatred toward each other, but when the two of you are paired up for a semester-long project, all hell was about to break loose... or so you both thought. because you had to collaborate in order to ace the project like you both wanted, you couldn't fight back and forth as much as you were both temped to; it would be a waste of precious time you could be putting into the project. now, you two had to figure out another way to deal with your hatred toward each other that didn't take up too much time, and you never could've guessed what your reality was going to be for the duration of the semester.

a/n: hi gang, yes i'm working on another thing LOL, and yes i'm still working on everything else like MHBTD and skater boy jake. i hope that you guys look forward to everything that's coming out soon!

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[alwayshappyhoursomewhere]

Compilation of translation snippets I did about interviews published on kiss&cry magazine vol.49, all about Shoma and One Piece on Ice (also posted on twt and here as backup)

Keiji and Koshiro on Shoma:

Keiji: Shoma isn't really Luffy's type, but you can tell that he's trying his best to become Luffy, and that he's enjoying it. He is absorbing more and more and trying to overcome the "wall" of doing moves that he has never done before, moves that are unlike him. When I see that, it makes me want to work even harder.

Koshiro: at the beginning I couldn't imagine Shoma doing Luffy's "full of energy!” movements, so I was like "Do your best (laugh)”, but during rehearsals there were many scenes where I thought, "Oh, it's Luffy! (laugh). I am sure that everyone will be satisfied with Luffy. There are music, dialogue, and people other than himself, so timing is important, but he writes down the flow in his notebook and reviews it. He is taking Luffy really seriously.”

Do you feel any change in Uno since the rehearsals for "One Piece on Ice" started?

Keiji: "Yes, I feel it, he seems to be enjoying it. I think things are going to get harder from now on, but one of the things I'm looking forward to is seeing how Shoma changes as a result of that. I want to be by his side to support him, because he is under the heaviest pressure as the leader.

Shoma’s interview:

How did you feel when you were offered the role?

I have performed to music before, but I’ve never played a story or a character, so at first I thought, "Am I really the right person for this? I was puzzled, but I was happy that they chose me out of so many people. Now that I've been given the job, I will continue to search for what I can do to make it as great as possible, and I will give it my all.

How long did it take you from the time you were offered to the time you decided to appear in the show?

I didn't need think about it for very long. I'm relatively good at figure skating as a sport, as an athlete, and I think I'm doing a good job at it, but I think I'm far from the ideal figure skater that everyone has in their mind. Of course, figure skating is fascinating as a sport in itself, but I think one of its charms is that you focus on one skater and watch their performance and growth, which in a sense is like treating them like idols. I am not good at that part, so I don't know what kind of figure skater I will be when I leave competition someday. I hope that the experience I will gain from One Piece on Ice will give me a clue about that.

Did you get that idea from winning the World Championships for the second time?

There are many reasons, but I think that is one of them. I used to compete with my eyes fixed on the ‘top’, but now that I've achieved results, I asked myself, "What do I want to do next?”, and I thought that I wanted to embody more strongly the charm of figure skating. I have been able to do things my own way in both competitions and ice shows, and that will never change, but I've also started to think that I want to show the audience what they want to see. One Piece on Ice is a show in which I play a character that I’ve never played before, and that’s a new challenge for me. I would like to develop my ability of expression, where I feel I am lacking the most.

Do you feel more "excited" or "pressured" in anticipation of this new challenge?

I would say it's 6:4 in favor of anxiety (bitter smile). Of course I am very much looking forward to it, but I am not sure how much of my accumulated experience I will be able to put to use. I think that because fans love "ONE PIECE" so much, they will look at it more harshly than non-fans when it is adapted into something other than a manga or anime. I am a fan myself, so I understand how they feel. I know I can't satisfy all of them, but I still hope that I can show them something as good as possible.

In "ONE PIECE ON ICE", the " Alabasta Arc" will be depicted. Do you have a favorite scene?

I have read the Alabasta Arc many times. I think my favorite scene is the story of Crocodile and Bibi, and my favorite part of the story is when Bibi faces various conflicts and stands up to protect what he wants to protect with a strong heart. It makes me think about a lot of things."

Your rinkmate from Champéry, Switzerland, Koshiro Shimada, plays the role of Sanji. Have you talked to him about being cast in the show?

I was really happy he was cast. I think Koshiro likes "One Piece" the most out of all the skaters, and back when the rest of the cast had not yet been decided, I had hoped that he would be cast, so I was happy when he was chosen to play the role. He has very long legs just like Sanji. Koshiro also said, "For the first time, I appreciated the length of my legs" (Laughs). I believe that Koshiro-kun is good at playing characters, so I am not worried about anything.

What do you think you and Luffy have in common?

I am not the kind of person who can make people smile like Luffy, so our personalities are far apart. The only thing we have in common is that we both like meat (laughs).

I thought that Luffy's proactive attitude toward difficulties seems to overlap with yours.

I think that a life without difficulties would be boring. In order to get something that you think is unattainable you have to practice a lot, and then you finally get it, and that's when you feel happy and satisfied, I think. So, I am forcing myself to say this, but I would be happy if I could compare myself with Luffy in that way.

You mentioned that in your figure skating programs, you express the melody or sound itself, not the story behind the music. This time, you will be playing a character in a story with a plot, how do you approach it?

I've never really done this before... Fortunately, it's a work that I know well and love, but I'm not sure how I'll be able to express myself in it... I don't know. I think my job will be to take the intentions of the director, Ms. Kahori Kanaya, and the choreographer, Mr. Kenji Miyamoto, and see how faithfully I can reproduce them. I can't see the whole picture yet, but I will just give it my all and do my best.

Knowing there will be many people who don't usually watch figure skating, what do you want to convey to them?

"I think it is important to reproduce the ideal of Mr. Kahori and Mr. Kenji, in terms of the distinctive appeal of figure skating. I hope to be able to show no less than what they envisioned, but it's really unknown.... First of all, I would like to concentrate on the daily training in front of me.

Thank you very much. Finally, do you have a message for the fans who are going to see "One Piece on Ice"?

I don't know how I will be feeling right before the show, but I may be more nervous than at the Olympics or the World Championships (laugh). Because this is something I don't usually do, I am sure I will feel things like anxiety and impatience, but I hope that I will be able to feel a sense of accomplishment as I take on this challenge with all my might. And on top of that, I would like to polish my expressiveness. think this will be a new challenge for all the performers. I hope we can all work together to create a good show, so please come and see it."

from Kenji Miyamoto’s interview:

How do you work on the choreography?

I listen to the scene Kanaya-san [t/n: the director] wants to create, think about how to incorporate it into the skating on the spot, and improvise the choreography. If there is a difference from Kanaya's image, she will politely explain to me that she wants me to reduce the speed more, or that her image of the emotion is different, so she is very helpful.

Shoma Uno plays the main character, Luffy. What do you see as the similarities between the two of them?

"Maybe that he walks in a straight line towards the goal. He doesn't give up, doesn't compromise, keeps his eyes on one point and pushes forward. This is my impression of Shoma's usual practice, and I think the same can be said for Luffy.

How is Shoma Uno doing?

He is trying his best. From the choreography on the ground (off-ice?), he is moving his body as hard as he can, almost to the point of falling down, as if he were trying to reach his limit. I also feel that his facial expressions are becoming more expressive, so I am looking forward to seeing his growth in the future.

I watched the rehearsal of the "rebel dance scene". What did you pay attention to?

“It's a choreography full of speed that conveys the sense of dynamism that is unique to skating. Also, the rebels led by Koza share the same anger, so I was particular about expressing that they seem to be moving separately, but on the other hand, they are somehow in sync with each other. We also expressed the battle scene and the emotions of the characters in the center of gravity shift and edge work of the skating.

[neutronice]

A Tale of Two Barcelonas

The Barcelona arc has probably been one of the toughest for me to wrap my head around. Because we see (in short order):

Yuuri and Victor getting engagement rings

Yuuri putting his hand on the ice during a quad flip

Yuuri suggesting to Victor it's time to end this (and retire)

Heartbroken looking Victuuri still wearing rings but crying

Yuuri blasting through Victor's world record for the Free Skate

Victor making suggestive comments about what to kiss when Yuuri gets silver

And finally a commitment to stay in skating.

Um, it's a lot, huh? Yes, yes it is.

And some of it feels really at odds with itself. Yuuri goes from engaged to breaking up with Victor? What?!

I think it's why the creators chose to tell the story the way that they did. Because at least for the "let's end this", there was incredible foreshadowing of it.

Yuuri declared his intention to retire after the Grand Prix Final at the Onsen on Ice. Then, in the Moscow snow, we hear Yuuri speak about having Victor step down as his coach after the GPF and... retire. He's going to have Victor coach him until he retires, and he intends to retire after the GPF. It was what he and Victor agreed on way back in the beginning, and Yuuri just never changed that plan.

The reason we feel so off kilter when Yuuri declares let's end this is because we see Barcelona from Victor's POV.

We see Victor laying in the pool with the most serene and happy look on his face, thinking through how much his life has changed since he met Yuuri. How he found Life and Love through Yuuri. We watch Victor and Yuuri flirt, and even have a little fight. We see the stun on Victor's face as Yuuri buys them a pair of gold rings--true, omamori/good luck symbols they may be, but Yuuri lived in the US long enough to know the other meaning of those rings. The one that is in Victor's mind as we watch them get slipped onto ring fingers. Victor is entirely serious when he calls them engagement rings.

We even see Victor stare at that ring and understand what it means: a goodbye to skating and going all-in on coaching. We see him smile softly realizing Barcelona reminds him of Hasetsu. And we listen to him talk about how he's rediscovered himself now that he knows he doesn't need to fight alone. Hell, we even hear Victor's narration as Yuuri skates. It's the narration of a coach: the role Victor is now in, the role Victor enjoys. The look of pride and love that crosses Victor's face when Yuuri gets his short skate score? We can tell that Victor has made his decision. That being a coach--being Yuuri's coach--is all he needs now.

Then they throw a wrench into it all. ...sort of... by switching POVs ever so subtly.

Because after those scenes, we zoom out and watch Yurio break Victor's record. We see Yuuri approach Victor, whose just watched this unfold and we see Victor's face change, then when Yuuri asks Victor if he's okay, Victor deflects and has them sit to watch Chris's skate.

Yuuri comments, as he looks at the way Victor is watching, "yeah I thought this when Yurio was skating too..." meaning what Yuuri is seeing is a Victor longing for the ice. Because all this stuff we as the audience know? That Victor found a new life for himself through Yuuri? That coaching brings him joy? Welp... he's told US that, but he has not told Yuuri that.

So Yuuri is going based on watching Victor's face change when his record got beaten, and when he watches one of his oldest friends and rivals throw down one hell of a short skate.

To Yuuri, Victor is longing to get back onto the ice. To Yuuri, the plan: to get to the GPF as coach never changed. To Yuuri, being a dime-a-dozen skater is not worth Victor's career.

So Yuuri, that night, braces himself and trains his face to be strong, and he says the thing he doesn't want to. He says... let's end this.

And from Yuuri's POV, this makes sense. Victor still wants to skate (Yuuri can see it!), Victor and Yuuri agreed only to the GPF--that was the plan all along. It doesn't matter that it's not what Yuuri wants, because Yuuri is not worth Victor's career. Victor was Yuuri's coach, right? Sure... they're having sex now, but that's just part of this vacation from reality. Reality is going to come back and Victor will spirit away back to being the god of skating, and Yuuri is so grateful for just being able to have these nine months.

It's why it came as such a shock when Victor starts crying. Because the voices that keep telling Yuuri he's not good enough and discount the personal relationship he and Victor are in didn't account for Victor's feelings.

The inner monologue we are privy to, Yuuri was not.

It makes you hope (and probably brainstorm a million missing scene fics...) that during that fraught night, they talked about those other pieces. The personal pieces. The "no Yuuri, I don't want us to end if I stop coaching you."

I have faith that they did talk that out, because they were still a team and still wearing those rings. So there was uncertainty about the future, but Yuuri retiring (which he still very much intended to do) was divorced from Yuuri and Victor breaking up.

There was still uncertainty, because what were they once the skater/coach foundation was taken away? And Victor really really didn't want Yuuri to retire. Yuuri was a skater with talent as bright as Victor's, and Victor got to be the one to bring it out. Victor didn't want to lose that.

So Yuuri skates, and we get to hear from Yuuri why he tried to end things (and how he truly feels):

I don't want it to end here, Victor. I want to be in figure skating with you forever. But your staying on as my coach means slowly killing you as a competitive skater.

Yuuri would not be okay with this. He would never put himself above Victor, and Victor's sidelong glances at rivals was enough that Yuuri read the competitive verve still there in Victor (and he read them correctly).

Victor was not entirely ready to retire (especially after watching Yuuri and Yurio scorch through his world records). But I think if Victor had to choose, he would have chosen coaching hands-down.

It's why, when Yuuri decides to stay (thank you Yurio for beating Yuuri--who really hates losing), Victor doesn't hesitate to say he's staying on as Yuuri's coach... even as he comes back to skating.

Finally at the end, Yuuri and Victor are on the same page. Two Barcelonas merge into one. Victor loves Yuuri, and he loves coaching Yuuri, even as he has a bit more to give to skating. And Yuuri loves Victor, and will have Victor Nikiforov as his coach until he retires.

After all, Victor and Yuuri have a bone to pick with the Russian punk, who has one too many gold medals and one too many world records!

[sunoksunny]

things i want to say to enhypen

things i want to say to enhypen.

genre: fluff, a bit of angst?

warnings: none

word count: 0.9k (901)

Lee Heeseung | 이희승

“Remember why you started. Yes, it is behind you, but you still began somewhere”

Out of all of Enhypen, he has trained the longest

I think being in the industry for that long can take a toll on a person

I'm worried that the need to succeed, to be the best, is a little too ingrained in his head

I hope he can take some time to just sit down

And think back to when he first decided he wanted to be an idol

The joy and awe he felt about imagining himself being a singer

I want him to think back to when he first got cast for bighit

I hope he can remember that excitement, the nervousness

How he felt it was like destiny

I think it would be good for him to just remember that childish kind of hope

Park Jongseong | 박종성

“You have always been enough. Every morning, every evening, every day”

In i-land he was often underestimated

Or just straight up told he couldn't do it

Even now, some people still cant see his talent

They just see him as the moodmaker and nothing else

I hope he doesn’t see himself that way too

He has more talent than he tells himself he does

Even though he has had his highs and lows

At the end of the day, he is incredibly successful, loved, and respected by so many

I hope that he knows that he has always been more than enough

And that won’t ever change

Sim Jaeyun | 심재윤

“Let yourself just feel your own emotions once in a while. You’re still human”

Many people see jake as the “happy virus” in the group

He is usually smiling or laughing

And I think he now feels the need to keep that kind of playful/excited energy always

But I'm worried he forces himself to shove down all his other emotions because of this

He is still human, humans have emotions other than happy

It’s okay to feel angry or upset, it doesn’t make you any less

I hope that he still allows himself to cry, to get mad

It’s healthy to feel your emotions

It doesn’t make you weak, if anything it makes you stronger

You have to work through your emotions as they come, not push them away to explode all at once later

Park Sunghoon | 박성훈

“Never feel guilty for starting again. Reevaluation is necessary for growth”

I’m sure making the decision to become an idol after spending the majority of his life training for figure skating wasn’t easy

Especially with how debuting as an idol is exceedingly difficult

When times get tough

I wonder if he ever wonders what would have happened if he stayed a skater

I hope he doesn’t regret the choice he’s made

But I wouldn’t be surprised if he sometimes feels guilty for throwing away that career

However, he needs to remember that as long as he is happy

It doesn’t matter what career he pursues

I think it’s great that he was able to realize what he truly wanted to do

And wasn’t afraid of working to achieve that

Kim Sunoo | 김선우

“You’ll never go anywhere if you stay satisfied. It’s okay to want more”

Sunoo definitely seems to settle for where he is

I don’t want to say he isn’t determined to grow

But I think he’s worried about upsetting the balance of what he has now

I don’t want him to become complacent

I want him to be ambitious, maybe even overly so

It’s always good to have a goal to strive for

If you begin to become satisfied in what you have, then you are likely to end up settling

Not to say that you can’t be appreciative of what you have

But I don’t think it’s a bad thing to desire and work for more

Yang Jungwon | 양정원

“Don’t feel bad for doing something for yourself. You are yours before anyone else’s”

Being the leader, Jungwon tends to isolate his own feelings

He has been seen to consistently comfort and console the other members

He lifts them up when they are down

He raises them higher when they are proud

But it’s rather rare to see him voice his own emotions

Similarly, he always seems to be doing things for others

Jungwon doesn’t seem to take time to care for himself and treat himself

And while becoming a leader at such a young age as he did probably affects this

I hope he knows it’s okay to set aside time for himself too

It doesn’t make him selfish to care for himself

Nishimura Riki | 니시무라 리키

“Fall in love with yourself first. You deserve to be proud of yourself for all you have done”

Niki has had a rough time since i-land

Even though he is one of the best dancers in 4th gen

He doesn’t feel worthy

You can see this from the way he talks about him, and its honestly heartbreaking

Similar to Jay, in i-land he was told he wasn’t good enough

His confidence levels seemed to drop tremendously and even now I don’t think they are very high

I hope he learns to appreciate himself and to be proud of what he has accomplished

And at such a young age too

He deserves to be proud of himself and to be loved by himself first and foremost

a/n: guess who's back losers (its me I'm back) updates may still be a little slow as i’m getting back in the groove and i have school and stuff but i am officially off hiatus !! ALSO while i was on hiatus i reached 700 followers??? i was literally at like 550 before so that was a very lovely surprise😊😊 thank you all for supporting me and i love you guys 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[industriallyinsecure]

Could I please please PLEASE get some headcannons of la squadra and where they took their partner on their first date/favorite date?

I went with first date for this request :)

Risotto is planning this extremely detailed date that he believes is worthy of you, but at the same time brings him out of his comfort zone

(He has never been on a date before)

He’s genuinely surprised (and relieved) when you suggest a stay in date with little to no interaction with anyone except maybe the person who delivers the food

The two of you snuggle up on the couch, completely intertwined as you wait for your food to arrive

While chatting about the things he originally had planned , you called him chiocciolino (little snail) and praised him for trying something different and coming out of his shell

He’s never had a nickname outside of the affectionate shortening of his name or the horrible things he was called in his youth, so you earn a rare, yet small, smile from him

You spend the rest of the night nibbling on and sharing your food together while watching one of his favorite shitty horror movies on his old VHS player

(Everyone else comes home to see the two of you gonked out on the couch with the TV on and food on the low table. Formaggio calls dibs on not cleaning up)

Ghiaccio takes you to his favorite skating rink so he can show off for you

He only mentions he used to be a professional ice skater mid-way through your date

(Comes off a bit assholish, but he really just wants to impress you)

If you don’t know how to skate, or can’t very well, he uses the opportunity to hold you close and teach you

If you’re pretty good, he tries to flex on you

Either way, it ends with one of you busting your ass on the ice

Ghiaccio will be mortified, but you just laugh it off

When you ask him to do one of his old routines, he’ll blush furiously and claim to not remember any

Which is a lie

If you keep pressing, he’ll do it, but he’ll complain the whole time

He’s absolutely beautiful and graceful to watch, a far cry from the choppy, fast pace of Ghiaccio’s actions that you were used to

Melone takes you to a local contemporary restaurant

He likes new experiences and trying new things, especially with new people!

Absolutely makes small talk, compares zodiac signs, natal charts, etc.

Asks very strange, but thoughtful questions

They’re not the normal questions, but things like “What is your opinion on the housing crisis?” And “If you could be any plant what would you be?”

For lack of a better word, the first date with Melone is quirky

He shares his food with you, but just passes the plate over rather than holding out a spoon/fork like a creep

100% pays for your meal regardless of the price (his wallet is crying)

After, he takes you to get gelato and makes you pick a flavor you don’t normally get, and he does the same

All in all, a very traditional, vanilla date, but fun

Prosciutto plans the most extravagant date possible just to impress you

He dresses to the nines (not that you can tell the difference from usual) and wears his best cologne. He even puts on several of his favorite rings.

It’s too bad that the date goes awful

The exhibition he had taken you two had been taken over by environmental protesters

So he tries to take you to the restaurant he made a reservation at

Only for them to have never reserved a spot for the two of you

(He doesn’t blow up on them because you’re with him, but God does he want to)

With the date ruined, he decides to just take you back home and reschedule

As he walks you back to your apartment, a car speeds by and drenches both of you in a respectable amount of rainwater

When Prosciutto sees your shoulders shaking, he fears the worst.

But when your giggles get louder, he just gets confused

“I hope our next one goes better, Pro.”

You pull him into a brief kiss (and he imagines steam coming out of his ears and comical train whistling)

Pesci is trying to plan a date with you, and suggests almost everything but what he wants to do

So when you suggest renting a boat from the closest marina and to go out fishing, he’s over the moon!

He’ll grab all of his fishing things, much to the behest of Prosciutto, and the two of you head off

The two of you sit with your legs through the railing, the fishing rods casted

The day is filled with lots of catches and releases, and lots of pleasant conversations

If you have no experience, he takes the time to properly set everything up, carefully walking you through each step

If you do, it just makes him like you even more!

(Women want him, fish befriend him)

He almost drops the fishing rod when you lean your head against his shoulder

All in all, a very successful date

When he gets back, Formaggio and Illuso absolutely make some foul comments about how he smells like fish

(I don’t have the courage to write any here)

Illuso plans to take you to one of the only places he liked to go with his family as a child

Insists on getting ready with you, even helping you with your hair and makeup to the best of his ability.

(If you beg, he might let you style his hair)

The train and bus rides to Teatro La Fenice is fairly uneventful

His refined upbringing shows when he starts to talk to others in the theater, which is as shocking as it is interesting

You try not to stare as he puts on this rich person persona, but it’s genuinely amazing that he schmoozes an older couple into giving him their box seats

But the Illuso you know comes back during the orchestra tune up, snickering and making snide comments

The opera is long, and some of the nuance is lost on you, but Illuso had a way of picking it apart that made it funny to listen to

His ability to simultaneously make fun of it but also provide insightful commentary made the date a success

At least in your mind

You did fall asleep on him during intermission though

Formaggio honest to god forgets you have a date

So you end up at his apartment cuddling with his cat while he rifles through the phone book for delivery places

He considers himself lucky that you don’t rip him a new one

And, luckily for him, you’re very low maintenance. He would take offense to you not really having a high standard of him, but he doesn’t really mind

You don’t protest when he puts a football match on (a welcome surprise since he didn’t take you for a sports fan)

The two of you (and his kitty) snuggle up together as you wait for your food to be delievered

He’s only mildly betrayed when his cat moves away from him to soak up all of his attention

She’s always been fickle

But it’s a good sign that she likes you

The takeout is just okay, which both of you note, and definitely not worth the price

You end up falling asleep on the couch, and he doesn’t really know what to do. Does he move you to his mattress? Would it be weird to move you?

He ends up covering you with a blanket and sleeping propped up in the other chair because he felt guilty about using his own bed while you slept on the couch

[rikeijo]

Today's translation #518

Yuri!!! on STAGE event pamphlet, Ono Kenshou's comment

>I want to play Phichit more!

Phichit is Yuuri's friend from the time when Yuuri was studying abroad in the US, but he's also his rival. Phichit made an appearance only during competitions basically, so my honest impression is that it all lasted only a short moment [the recording etc.]. I don't think there are many animes about figure skating, so it was a very 'fresh' show. The tempo was very good, and seeing the honest reactions of everyone who was watching and supporting the show, it made me think once gain that, how they say, "if a show is good that it is simply good".

>I like scenes with Phichit's performances

You sometimes see real-life skaters cry at the end of their performance, too, and I think, that now that I have the experience of acting a scene like that, I can really understand why. They perform their programs under the pressure that they have to put everything that they have done so far with so much effort during training into this one short moment - it really is a fight with yourself, isn't it. That's why, those scenes where skaters cry after their performance left a strong impression on me.

>The memories of "Theme of King JJ"

The recording session when we all sung "Theme of King JJ" together was very fun and I remember it very well. JJ probably has a lot of female fans, so the girls stood in the front just near the mike and sung, and I was watching them from behind, singing together with them.

>Message for the fans

Events are like celebrations, so to make the fans enjoy their time, we want to enjoy our time, too. Each one of you should just support the character that you want to support.

[Notes: I saw in the past some people in Eng fandom claiming that Yuuri couldn't go to a uni in the US, because he's a student of Jp uni, but the word that is used, for example, here is 留学, which means just "study abroad", usually in school or uni context, but can also be a company, if you go there to learn a new skill. We never hear for example that Otabek also did "留学" even though he also was training at rinks abroad. So Yuuri was most likely attending classes at a US uni and then had the credits/some of the credits transferred (if you can transfer credits depends just on the Jp uni... at my uni, eg., you can randomly arrange to attend lectures at another uni in the country, like just one, single subject, and still have the credits transferred, bc "I liked that one subject better"). Not an uncommon thing even for standard students, let alone athletes who receive a lot of special treatment.]

[drarrytm]

I listened to Sk8er Boi this morning and have done nothing but think of this wolfstar au. ITS A RIFF off the song not a direct interpretation. Ps: they all live in NY

Skater Remus had a fling with a ballet dancer and he fucked him up cause he was like “you’re not good enough for me” when Remus wanted more because he is all scarred from skating . So he’s like got a terrible view of himself now. About everything and about his scars esp the one from a fall that almost ruined his career that runs through his face across his nose and eyebrow. But he stuck through it went on to be big in the skating world even making it to the summer Olympics in skateboarding.

He’s bffs with James who’s an Olympic snowboarder and he’s married to Regulus who used to do ballet full time but now he’s an instructor because they’re going to have a baby. Remus always goes to support James at the Winter Olympics. And he always hangs with Reg when James is competing or practicing. This year Regulus brings his brother who Remus has not met.

And there is Sirius Black and Remus is like “this is the prettiest person I’ve ever seen ever in my whole life”. Sirius still does Ballet full time at the most prestigious ballet company in America the NYCB. And Sirius is obv immediately obsessed with Remus and is like “I’m obsessed with you” and Remus is like…. “Ummm it’ll pass.” (It doesn’t)

James and Reg have Harry the summer after James won the Gold in snowboarding. They make Sirius and Remus the godfathers so they start interacting much more. They become close and they kind of start dating at the beginning of the next year when Harry is 7 months old and Remus is like *internal monologue* he’s gonna leave me I just have to take what I can get.

So they’re dating and spending all their time together. He watches Sirius’ performances and practice and Sirius goes with him to the skate parks and watches him and tells him how much he likes certain tricks. They babysit Harry together at one of their apartments. Usually Sirius’ cause his is definitely more baby safe. He honestly spends most of his time there anyway. Remus is falling in love but doesn’t want to scare Sirius off. Sirius of course loves him but he doesn’t want to spook Remus after it took him so long to convince him that he actually wanted to date him.

A year and a half flies by and it’s time for the summer Olympics Remus made the team and everyone comes to support him. Remus falls hard on the half pipe at a practice and is carried away bleeding. Sirius finds him in the medic tent and Remus is cleared of a concussion or serious injury. But he can feel his scar on his face has opened and gotten bigger and longer. And his face is wrapped up in bandages. Sirius is crying.

So Remus thinks he’s going to break up with him “I understand if you want to stop seeing me I know I’m hideous with these scars”

Sirius is like ??? “What??? I don’t care about that I care that you’re okay?? I love you!! I was scared to death when you fell because I didn’t get to tell you!”

Remus is shocked “You love me?”

Sirius sighs “You don’t have to say it back”

Remus kisses him even though it hurts and says “I love you so much I just didn’t think you would love me back.”

And then they’re both crying and then James and Reg and Harry are there. They got his Remus’ injury update from the nurse Poppy so they know he’s cleared. After making sure Remus really is okay James goes “Who said it first?”

They share a look before Sirius raises his hand. And James pumps his fist and says to Regulus “you owe me 10 bucks!!” Cue an eye roll from everyone except Harry who pumps his little fist like his dad.

Remus goes on the win the gold medal and dedicates the award to his family and the love of his life Sirius.

When they get back to New York and Sirius gets back to work with a shiny gold band on his left ring finger complete with a tiny diamond in the middle of an engraving of a star.

One of the lower level dancers that had never made it onto a performance. And was just around cause of family connections came up to him. “You know I used to date your skater boy.” He sneered.

Sirius took a deep breath and held his hand out to admire his ring he turns his nose up at the man “You mean my Olympic gold medalist husband?” He clarifies “Hmm he’s never mentioned you.” And turns away.

[olgiisworld]

My Best Friend // Choi Beomgyu

summary; you're in love with your best friend, Choi Beomgyu, but you can't confess. You spend a nice evening with him skating, and as always, he makes your heart flutter.

Y/n x Beomgyu of Txt, genre: fluff, pure fluff

Word Count; 882.

Warnings; none

note; I hope you enjoy it :). This is an old draft. It's my first time posting on Tumblr, and English is not my first language, so I'm sorry if you spot any mistakes <3

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And the weather was soft, just like him.

His features were like a paint of a brush.. soft yet strongly noticeable. The details of his eyes captured my attention like a trap...

Wish I could take that smile off of my head but I've been thinking about it so much that my stomach automatically spins.

Sitting across the skating court, skateboarders flying around me while I lock my eyes with the sunset, drawing so very delicately the beautiful layers of the shades of it, feeling free of the things I have to do.

My best friend's skating right in front of me, dancing across the detailed scenery behind him. It made everything better. Prettier.

He was pretty.

I sneaked a glance every now and then, assured that he wouldn't see me staring at him, when he focused on his every action just to end up falling down.

But he always tried and it made me smile. I unintentionally smiled while staring, readjusting my position when his hand landed next to mine, his heavy breaths catching my attention.

"Can you give me a hair tie of yours?"

His skin is so light blended with the colors of the sunset, catching my stare 'til it moves to his eyes.

"You should buy your own, you've literally taken every hair tie I own."

He grabs my wrist and fights off my playful punches, managing to take one of my hair ties and tie his long hair into a low ponytail, taking some of it off his neck, feeling the sweet breeze brushing through his skin, smiling lightly at the sensation.

I felt myself blushing while staring at him, and I turned my attention back at my sketching.

"What's you making?"

I grabbed a few colors and proceeded to finish the small drawing before the sun sets completely. I felt his head leaning up on my shoulder, his touch sending shivers down my spine. I turned to look at him, realizing we're too close to each other, nonetheless, he did not flinch a bit.

I stayed looking into his eyes, and he did the exact same thing, unfazed. After a few seconds, he broke a smile and moved back a bit before he laughed it off, grabbing the bottle of his water, opening it while looking in front of him, all those skater girls.

My eyes fell ill in my drawing.

Does he find them beautiful? Am I boring?

Why am I not skating? Why am I sitting here, drawing this stupid picture?

He noticed the sadness in my posture, my back lowering a bit, and he immediately grabbed his camera, capturing the moment in front of him, the beautiful blend of the sunset's shades.

He loves taking pictures. He loves it so much that it's honestly the first thing I think when he comes to my mind. He's always walking around with that camera. It holds so many precious memories of him.

When I looked at him, he wrapped his arm around my neck, pulling me so close, our cheeks touching, when he turned the camera our way.

"What are you doing?!"

"Say cheese!"

The face he made, made me laugh and then, click, a new memory has been saved.

He turned to look at the picture, searching it through the box of his memories, so passionately that it made me smile.

He had so many photos of me, smiling, dancing, eating, crying, laughing. I always hated people taking pictures of me, but I never minded when he did it, 'cause in that case I found it heartwarming that I was in his memories.

He turned to show me the picture and it was so beautiful, I wanted to have it myself, something to stare at every night. Instead, I kept silent and let him have the memory we shared.

He turned it back to himself.

"You look so pretty. Have you noticed that when you smile, your eyes disappear?"

I felt my heart skipping a beat.

"What?"

"Yeah, it's like, you're so happy but you can't see. Look, here."

He moved closer to me, his one hand leaning back to support his body, landing upon mine and his other hand holding the camera full of my pictures, smiling.

I felt myself blushing so hard that he must have noticed.

I brought my hand up to fix my hair, feeling the awkwardness of my blushing spreading through the air.

Him, on the other hand, seemed clueless.

"Do you want to grab a bite?"

I felt the redness fade away when I heard his voice, so I turned back to look at him.

"Sure, I'm starving."

I stood up, grabbing my stuff and wearing my backpack, ready to leave while he was grabbing the skateboard and the camera, holding one of them under his arm and the other around his neck.

"Where are we going?" I asked, kinda confused.

"You'll see, I got something like a 'small date' planned out"

I felt the walls of my heart shattering down when he said 'small date' and I stopped to look at him.

"A what?"

"Be patient love."

He then grabbed my hand, held it tight, and led me to a small adventure, a small date.

That's when I thought..

I have the biggest crush on this man.

[ay-chuu]

Boy's a Liar

Pairing: Skater boy!Jamil viper x Fem!Reader

A/N: Got the idea from @fukashiin thanks a lot, really liked your Jamil and a gift to @senpaiofotome my dear, love you <3 I probably have lots of grammar mistake, please remember that english is not my first language

Word count: 2.5k / Fluff + Kinda angst.

You were still nervously sewing a trench coat when the digital clock showed 03:47 AM. Normally, you'd never stay in the sewing workshop until that hour, but that night you really needed to get over your anger at life, so you got permission from the boss to sew something for the whole night. She was surprised, but she didn't refuse, she just gave the key and shrugged. While you continued to sew nervously, no ordinary events happened.

Until you got a needle stuck in your hand, swearing and sucking the blood from your finger, you didn't even realize that you were starting to cry. Your mood should have been too bad to handle any other small bad detail. You're not surprised. It's been a shitty week. You didn't even know where to start. You were late for school on Monday and got scolded by the professor. On Tuesday, you failed the test that you worked on for 3 solid mornings and nights. You sprained your right arm on Wednesday. You had a fight with Riddle because you forgot about the club activity on Thursday. And today, because of your dear siblings excellent troubles, you lost the chance to buy a computer that you have been waiting with the campaign for 3 weeks because your mother made it clear that you should stay in the school dormitory for the weekend. But the worst thing is that you got into a fight with Jamil, whom you've been seeing and in love with since the beginning of high school.

Oh… Jamil… He's the hardworking quiet boy who quietly comes to class with his skateboard and everyone admires. Even the people he hangs out with rarely show up, it wasn't your fault to not to get caught up in his mysterious aura. He used to cross his arms together and listen to the lesson with furrowed brows, and even where he sat, he looked like an art painting. Long bun hair, pale and attractive skin, gray and slanted eyes… it shouldn't be surprising that he was popular. But Jamil either wasn't aware of his popularity or didn't care at all, because he usually hung out on his own and walked through the aisles with stern looks. Jamil was also someone who touched and saw the soul of a person. You can say this with sincerity since the day you met him. Maybe that's why you fell in love with that idiot. In the first history lesson you attended together and since Crewel made you sit next to each other, you were overstretched because Jamil's facial features gave such cold expressions that even just someone sitting next to him involuntarily stretched.

But that's the trouble, appearances… they're just like the bitter peel of a fruit. It never introduces a its taste to person. If you can peel that peel, then you can only enjoy that beautiful taste in fruit.

Jamil was that strong taste, in fruit…

When you were doing group homework with your benchmate friend in history class, you noticed that his mood was extremely tense and terrible, you saw that his skateboard was broken. Just like that, you said a help sentence between words while investigating the work.

“In the back streets there is a 2nd hand shop selling skateboards, roller skates and bicycles. I can show you where it is if you want.” You said that by surprising Jamil. When he looked up and looked at you with confused eyes, you shook your hands with a little tension and whispered the sentence “never mind. anyway…” and then continued doing the homework.

There was a very strange silence in between, and when you thought you had completely ruined your chances with the guy you liked, Jamil's conversation surprised you even more. “Actually, I would love to… I don't think I can afford a new skateboard.” He said, looking at you strangely, rubbing the back of his neck. You shook your head quickly while reciting a prayer to God to regulate your heartbeat. “Sure… whenever you're available.” said, trying to be calm. And then you swore that you had seen the most beautiful smile in the world.

You couldn't do anything but admire Jamil while his long hair was waving at the edge of his face and he was smiling while his slanted eyes were getting more slanted.

Ah.. the best bonds were always random but quick.

“Then how does it sound after school?”

“I didn't know you liked knitting.” Jamil said, looking at the knitting needles in your hand.

You were startled by his sudden voice. You couldn't tell if your heart was beating from nerves or excitement. Because with Jamil's voice, the peaceful atmosphere inside the library, your calm mood and your enjoyment of the quiet moment turned into stress and excitement very quickly. However, you calmed down when you realized the question Jamil was asking. He was right, you liked knitting. But maybe you didn't care so much anymore because being in the sewing workshop became a job for you.

“Oh… you're right, yes. Still, knitting feels like a routine now.” You said with a shrug. But Jamil seemed to be upset by what you said.

“That's bad.” He said, looking at you with eyes as if reflecting his disappointment. When he realized that you were staring him, you thought or imagined that you saw a slight sign of redness on your cheek.

“Well, I mean for you to make unhappy something you enjoy in life. This doesn't suit you.” while he speaks to you nervously. But when this sentence only made you more curious and excited, you couldn't stop the sentence coming out of your mouth.

“What do you mean, it doesn't suit you?” you said it quickly and in a voice that could not hide its excitement.

Until now, all you've been doing with Jamil has been working on lessons you don't understand and missing classes in the library or in a pergola in the garden. You were so sure that he saw you only as a working friend all this time that a comment on your character, a special comment that showed how aware he was of you, increased your accelerating heart as if it would come out of your chest now.

“You are… a passionate person. Even in the little work you do, you are someone who focuses a lot and does it with the peace of mind that comes from loving it… just like the other day you fed each of the stray cats equally and fairly. The essence of someone is hidden in their details. You were… a very concise person, and- anyway, it's not my place to make this comment after I really didn't spend time with you outside of class and didn't talk about the specifics about you… I'm sorry.”

And my god. You were really sure that your heart was separated from your soul that day and get put back. Even though you cursed from the bottom of your heart that Jamil's flushed face, furrowed eyebrows and beautiful stares had caught you off guard so much, you couldn't feel anything but a feeling that you couldn't make sense of with the name that the comment gave you.

"… We can spend time together whenever you want, you know.” You said in a low voice.

Jamil smiled brightly

“Are you free after this study session?”

You'd think the only weird feeling you couldn't name was anxiety mixed with fear. Because only that feeling would make your heart beat so strangely.

"You know, maybe I can teach you how to skateboard too," Jamil said as he ate the ice cream in his hand and looked at the rainy weather. Turning your head to him and raising one eyebrow, you replied sarcastically "In this weather? You seem to want my death…” “Well- I mean, logically, rainy weather is more slippery, you know.” "Yes, but I've never ridden a skateboard before, and if you don't know, this is a risk for me to hurt myself somewhere," you said, laughing calmly. But Jamil wasn't laughing at all. He didn't even realize that he had dropped his ice cream while taking one of your hands seriously in his both hands.

“The last thing I want to do is hurt you.” He said with a calm tone of voice and a deep look that looked all the way into your eyes.

But it's a feeling in love that you can't name. Because you won't understand until you live it.

That day, on the 7th date of you two, you realized that you were in love with him. You knew that you had only known the person you were talking about for 3 months, but how right was it to postpone feeling love to a person who was serious enough to say such words to you in just 3 months?

You got angry. You're SO angry. You couldn't even make sense of why you were so angry. Maybe it's the indifferent attitude and rude answers of your first love, but haven't you already experienced this with people you love and trust before? Well, the peoples used to trust… Perhaps that was the reason. After all these months and dates, after dedicating your heart to Jamil, you didn't want your trust to be broken again. No matter how small the reason for the fight was, you didn't want someone to make you feel that disgusting feeling again.

“I don't understand, I've been meeting you for 6 months, and not once in all that time have you made a joint project decision without my permission. You know how bad I am about polynomials, Jamil! I can't understand why you chose this because this is what you're best at, you've never seemed like a selfish person.” You said, raising your voice slowly. You were just trying to figure out why he did it and all you got were side-eye stares and cold sentences. However, you got a different reaction this time because the selfish word should have made that jamil angry.

“Don't you dare call me selfish.” “Then instead of giving me evasive answers, explain to me how to describe this action you have made.” “You are the irresponsible one. You stayed up late for class that day, falling asleep.” “Because some of us were studying for literature tests instead of sleeping, Mr. very knowledgeable.” “Then it's none of my business that some of us are impassive and retarded in some matters.” jamil said, shouting.

Idiot? Is that… is that what he thought about you?

You wanted to be able to get back the thoughts you were just thinking. Because you'd rather have your trust broken right now. Yes, because the breaking of your heart was definitely thirty times worse than the breaking of trust. You felt your breathing slow down, your tears filling up. Was love such a disgusting feeling? Why was it so changeable? You didn't know, but you hated how you felt. Your sudden silence must have brought Jamil to himself because suddenly his eyes returned to normal and he realized what he was saying. Just when he was reaching forward and trying to hold your hand, you took your backpack and left the classroom.

When you left the door, you ran to the toilet, sat on the toilet seat and locked the door, started sobbing quietly. If love makes you feel so shitty in your bad moments, you didn't want to feel it.

When the memory of the fight came back to your mind, your tears accelerated and began to fall into the palm of your hand. It made you realize that you were crying more. Still, you felt relieved inside, because the only thing that could make it easier for so many things to overlap was crying. That's why you just cupped your face and sobbed and let all the emotions flow through you. After a while, when you felt the vibration in your bag, you reluctantly pulled your hand away from your face and reached for the bag.

*Jamil &lt;3, 3 missed decals*

While your hand was shaking, you blinked at the phone like an idiot. Nevertheless, you took a deep breath and continued knitting the coat, not breaking your pride and putting music in your ears. He didn't care. After making you feel perfect for months, you weren't going to give what you wanted by responding to a person that would break your heart with a racial sentence. You put the phone on silent mode and all you heard was music. However, it would be a lie to say that you could get Jamil out of your head “Thay boy's a liar.” You thought. This time the phone started to vibrate with the sounds of lots of messages. You nervously reached for the phone and tried to grasp what you were reading while opening the lock screen.

“I know you're awake.” " If you hadn't been awake by now, you would have woken up and picked up the phone without realizing who I was and started cursing when you heard my voice. " " Where are you?” "are you at home?” " Please answer, I want to talk.”

While you were trying not to break the phone, you unlocked it to answer. Where was he after that fight? Because you've never seen him? And now again, he is again pulling "no one who knows you better than me" ? Fuck you, Jamil. Fuck you.

“Leave me alone." You locked the phone again after typing, but after the vibration session that came back, you grabbed it with a grip while trying to not getting worse mood.

Jamil: If you meet me at the park and just give me half an hour, I'll do it. You: No. If you don't want me to block you, stop texting. Jamil: Then I will call Najma and tell her to disturb you. If you block her, I'll call that Kamil bastard. If you block him, someone else. I'm not giving up. You: Fuck you. Jamil: You are not in the dormitory, there is no light in your room. Stay in the studio, I'm coming.

And so about half an hour later you heard a hard knock on the studio door 3 times and you started yelling at Jamil while jumping out of fear and opening the door in anger.

“I'M ALREADY HERE, WHAT THE FUCK.” you shout while Jamil was embarrassed at the entrance of the door by awkwardly putting his hand on his neck. “Oh… sorry.” He said when he saw your angry exit for the first time. You noticed the skateboard and the IPOD next to him. He looked at you as he nervously put his hands in his pockets. "Well, this isn't the best place to talk-“ “Oh i think it is” You said with crossed arms. Jamil pulled his arm from his neck apart with a sigh and grabbed your hands, while you tried to pull his hand away but when he hugged you, you couldn't understand what he was doing and you exhaled in surprise. “Look, I know you're angry. You're so right, but at least let me explain honestly. Please…”

And you knew deep down that you couldn't say no to him when he was cursing at yourself. “Fuck love. Fuck that kind of feeling.” You clenched your jaw while you were thinking. He left you and put one hand in your hand while he took his skateboard with the other hand. While he slowly took your jacket and put it on you, he pulled you out of the studio. He was holding your hand, your heart accelerated so much that your face started to blush, and you quickly pulled your hand away from him and made the excuse that you should lock up the studio before the situation got worse. Jamil seemed disappointed. You didn't care. That bastard deserved that.

You were both quiet the whole walk. You were just looking at the road and not looking at Jamil. Jamil, on the other hand, was plugging in his iPod, changing the music every once in a while and looking at you sometimes. His hand touched yours again several times, but you thought he pulled it off assuming he was scared. Finally, when you came to the park, you just sat on the bench and again did not talk about anything between you.

It was Jamil who broke the silence. “Well, how's it going, then?” he said, trying to deconstruct the strange mood between you, but when he got “are you serious?” stare, he was tense on the spot. “Okay, you want to get straight to the point, I get it.” He said as he took a deep breath. And damn, he fell silent again later.

As the anger inside you grew, you noticed that you were cold. Just when you were getting up in anger and planning to come back, Jamil grabbed your face and made you lift your face and look into his eyes. “No matter what I say, no matter what excuses I offer, my behavior on that day was never acceptable. I'm so sorry… I was just… I was just having a shitty week and, and-“ Jamil swallowed. "And I was so nervous when the plans of what I was planning to do that day were disrupted, which, God, it seems so stupid when I think about what I'm going to do… I, I just want us to make up. Please. I am so sorry.” He spoke so fast that for a moment you tried to grasp what he was saying. But obviously Jamil misunderstood this, and when you saw that his hands were starting to shake in your hands, you couldn't help but pity him. Like that, you've just forgived him, you were in love with this stupid skateboarding idiot, and you couldn't help yourself. You didn't want to experience anything else shitty this week. You wanted to feel good things.

Quietly, you took his hands and took them to your lips and kissed them “Well. I forgive you. But… I need you to explain that day to me.” you said it quietly. Jamil looked into your eyes while shocked at the gesture you made. “Did you… did you cry?” he said in an anxious voice. He spoke quietly as you looked at him in shock, surprised at how he understood. “It's just... when you cry that your nose gets red and eye bags.”

For a moment you couldn't understand what he was saying, but then you giggled slowly and snorted. "You know a lot about me, Jamil…" you said, looking at your hands united in embarrassment. There was an awkward silence Decked out in between. Jamil was looking at you admiringly, while you were just looking at your hands with your head tilted down. Until Jamil pulled one of his hands away and put it under your chin.

“Yes, it is, but do you know why?” he said, looking into your eyes. You felt your heart beating in your chest. It was very difficult to breathe at that moment. You began to tremble too much to form a sentence, and you said a single word, trying not to shake your voice. “W-why?”

And from that moment on, you swore that time was slowing down. “Let me explain myself, what I planned to do that day was to confess to you, but all the photos on the broken skateboard that I was going to give you as a gift were thrown away with it, by stupid kalim bastard. thinking it was 'garbage.' " Jamil said sadly, "The tension of the week and the disruption of the plan have driven me crazy. I blamed my feelings for you on this issue because I would never let such stupid things be made to me, but god, it's so hard when I'm with you. That's why I took my anger out on you… But the only thing I wanted to do that day was not to take my anger out, but my love out of me. I'm so sorry, jamali…" Jamil said while stroking your jawline with his hands.. He slowly leaned forward and brought his mouth closer to your lips. “ But I can't keep it to myself any longer. I can never bear to be without you. Because I'm in love with you. A lot indeed.”

You didn't know why you were shocked when you just stared him and suddenly grabbed Jamil's face and gently pulled him to your own lips.

His lips gave you the taste of that beautiful peeled fruit. When you put your hand gently on his cheek and bowed your head, you swore that you had entered heaven. You slowly returned to the real world, hearing the feeling disappear and leaning his forehead against yours, sarcastically asking you questions.

“I take that as a yes?” "Idiot… I love you too. Now shut it and kiss me.” You said while chuckling. The short and sweet kisses continued until Jamil cut it and stood up while held out his hand.

“It's 5 AM and I want nothing more then to show universe that I have opened up to you while shout out my happiness. Come with me.” and after that, since you put one of his airpods in your ear, you don't even remember how the time passed, all you know is that the sunlight slowly hit your face at sunrise, Jamil was trying to teach you skateboarding, you were screaming slowly, and he was laughing. The music in your ear, the warming air, Jamil's face and the smell of pine trees. You swore that you would remember these things for the rest of your life.

At one point, while you were riding the skateboard and giggling, Jamil stopped you and made his face serious “Hey, you didn't tell me why you were crying. Who has upset you? Me?” he said anxiously. “I don't know, I've already forgotten. " you said, chuckling happily even tought you knew the answer. You just didn't want to ruin the moment since it was in the past. Jamil repeatedly asked you about the same question in a different ways, while you just kept trying to ride the skateboard and giggling. He realized that no matter what he said, he would not get an answer. So he just grabbed your face and gently touched with his lips to yours, maybe for 20st time he said sorry with body language and calmed you down.

Maybe you were right. Jamil, that boy was a liar. But he's a sweet liar who lies enough to make you feel that there's no other important being but you.

And love at its worst was a disgusting taste that made your mouth bleed with pain. And strangely, that beautiful smell and taste that could take away that taste with itself again...

whew dude..i hate dumblr