#tony hawk until the wheels fall off

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favorite films 2022

(reupload because i accidentally deleted everything)

(update: hadn't seen puss in boots the last wish til this year, but i think it knocks out incantation for the 10th best spot)

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[richdadpoor]

Streaming on Max: The 24 Absolute Best Movies to Watch

Wondering what you should watch on Max? Former HBO Max subscribers aren’t missing out on anything with Warner Bros. Discovery’s revamped streaming service. Max streams all of HBO Max, from Warner Bros. movies like Dune to HBO originals like Tony Hawk: Until the Wheels Fall Off.  Here are the titles you should check out, plus new releases for this month. And here’s more on Max, which unites the…

[ramascreen]

Official Key Art And Trailer For HBO Original Documentary JASON ISBELL: RUNNING WITH OUR EYES CLOSED | Debuts April 7

HBO Original documentary film JASON ISBELL: RUNNING WITH OUR EYES CLOSED, directed and produced by Sam Jones (HBO’s “Tony Hawk: Until The Wheels Fall Off”) and executive produced by Emmy® winners Mark and Jay Duplass (HBO’s “The Lady and the Dale”) and The Ringer’s Bill Simmons (HBO’s “Andre The Giant,” “Showbiz Kids”), debuts FRIDAY, APRIL 7 (8:00-9:40 p.m. ET/PT). The next installment of the…

[thispodcastisabadidea]

Episode 2: The Cultural Impact of James Cameron's Avatar

Another day, another look back at the not too distant past as Froo and Murph explore interesting realms like the Avatar fandom and the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade wiki that looks suspiciously too official to be Unofficial™️. Two cautionary tales of nationalism: one comes with pie and awkward family meals, the other comes with a heartwarmingly earnest and passionate fanbase. Also, come find out Murph's surprising connection to Tony Hawk.

Timestamps under the Read More

TIMESTAMPS

4:28 – The Decompress: The Macy’s Parade Fanwiki; Quinton Review’s iCarly Saga; Stray Kids/FNAF Intersection; Tony Hawk: Until the Wheels Fall Off

33:58 – Show & Tell: Krystal the Fox in Half-Life 2 and The Seinfeld 9/11 Spec Script

54:23 – Topic of the Week: The Cultural Footprint of James Cameron’s Avatar

54:43 – Introduction

55:53 – James Cameron’s Dream

60:01 – The Murph and Froo Reappraisal

79:22 – The Avatar Fanbase on the Internet

108:50 – Closing Thoughts

120:41 – Plugs and Farewells

Originally posted to thetwingeeks.com

[bethannangel]

I have sat down to watch a movie 302 times in 2022.

Movies I saw more than once this year

Top Gun: Maverick - 14x

Everything Everywhere All At Once - 5x

Encanto - 4x

Spider-Man: No Way Home, Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness, Devotion, Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery - 3x

The Batman, The Lost City, Bullet Train, Nope, Elvis, Ticket to Paradise, Black Panther: Wakanda Forever, The Menu, Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio, Rogue One: A Star Wars Story - 2x

Full list of 2022 below the cut

January - 23

Encanto (2021)

The Harder They Fall (2021)

The Lost Daughter (2021)

Count Me In (2021)

Betty White: First Lady of Television (2018)

Dolly Parton: Here I Am (2019)

This Changes Everything (2018)

Encounter (2021)

Speed Cubers (2020)

The Best of Enemies (2019)

Eternals (2021)

Encanto (2021)

The Comedian (2016)

The Guilty (2021)

Kingsman: The Secret Service (2014)

The Vault (2021)

Spider-Man 3 (2007)

Scream (2022) (theater)

Worth (2020)

Sing 2 (2021) (theater)

Nightmare Alley (2021) (theater)

Home Team (2022)

Bastille Day/The Take (2016)

February - 27

Long Story Short (2021)

Beckett (2021)

Charlie’s Angels (2000)

Charlie’s Angels: Full Throttle (2003)

The 355 (2022) (theater)

Almighty Thor (2011)

Kimi (2022)

The King of Staten Island (2020)

The Amazing Spider-Man (2012)

Can You Keep A Secret? (2019)

The Paper Tigers (2020)

Encanto (2021)

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (2001)

King’s Man (2021)

Free Guy (2021)

The Tender Bar (2021)

Our Friend (2021)

Tyler Perry’s A Madea Homecoming (2022)

Heart Shot (2022) (short)

Stand by Me (1986)

Destination Wedding (2018)

Someone Great (2019)

The Amazing Spider-Man 2 (2014)

Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017)

Spencer (2021)

Rim of the World (2019)

Set It Up (2018)

March - 13

Uncharted (2022) (theater)

The Batman (2022) (theater)

Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021) (theater)

The Sandlot (1993)

The Adam Project (2022)

Deidra & Laney Rob a Train (2017)

Turning Red (2022)

Embracing the Panda: Making Turning Red (2022)

Let’s Be Tigers (2022) (short)

X (2022) (theater)

Drive My Car (2021) (theater)

The Lost City (2022) (theater)

Windfall (2022)

April - 28

tick, tick… Boom! (2021)

The Bubble (2022)

Morbius (2022) (theater)

Spider-Man: Far From Home (2019)

I Want You Back (2022)

The Contractor (2022) (theater)

Big Hero 6 (2014)

Dinner Is Served (2021) (short)

American Eid (2021) (short)

Loop (2019) (short)

Smash and Grab (2019) (short)

Selena (1997) (theater)

Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022) (theater)

Motocrossed (2001)

Olivia Rodrigo: driving home 2 u (a SOUR film) (2022)

Tony Hawk: Until the Wheels Fall Off (2022)

Sonic the Hedgehog 2 (2022) (theater)

The Batman (2022)

Encanto (2021)

Jumanji: The Next Level (2019)

Killing Them Softly (2012)

12 Rounds (2009)

The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent (2022) (theater)

The Bad Guys (2022) (theater)

Green Ghost and the Masters of the Stone (2021) (theater)

The Northman (2022) (theater)

Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021)

Perfect Bid: The Contestant Who Knew Too Much (2017)

May - 8

Doctor Strange (2016)

Avengers: Infinity War (2018)

Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness (2022) (theater)

Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness (2022) (theater)

Firestarter (2022) (theater)

Papi Chulo (2018)

Twenty One Pilots: Cinema Experience (2022) (theater)

Jackass 4.5 (2022)

June - 22

RRR (2022) (theater)

Old (2021)

Forever Purge (2021)

The Valet (2022)

Barb & Star Go to Vista Del Mar (2021)

Interceptor (2022)

Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022) (theater)

Top Gun (1986)

Win It All (2017)

Jurassic World Dominion (2022) (theater)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

Behind the Try: A Try Guys Documentary (2020)

The Lego Batman Movie (2017) (theater)

Beyond Infinity: Buzz and the Journey to Lightyear (2022)

Like A Boss (2021)

Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022) (theater)

Spiderhead (2022)

Mulan (1998)

Lightyear (2022) (theater)

Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022) (theater)

The Man From Toronto (2022)

Escape from Pretoria (2020)

July - 28

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

Minions: The Rise of Gru (2022) (theater)

Thor: Love & Thunder (2022) (theater)

Badhaai Do (2022)

The Rental (2020)

The Princess (2022)

Antlers (2021)

The Lovebirds (2020)

Okja (2017)

Not Since You (2009)

The Blob (1958)

The Big Chill (1983)

The French Dispatch (2021)

Marry Me (2022)

Cleaner (2007)

Hustle (2022)

Paws of Fury: The Legend of Hank (2022) (theater)

The Black Phone (2022) (theater)

Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022)

Good Luck to You, Leo Grande (2022)

The Gray Man (2022)

Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness (2022)

Don’t Make Me Go (2022)

The Truman Show (1998)

Marcel the Shell with Shoes On (2022) (theater)

Candyman (2021)

Too Old for Fairy Tales (2022)

Regular Show: The Movie (2015)

August - 25

Not Okay (2022)

Bullet Train (2022) (theater)

Wedding Season (2022)

Vengeance (2022) (theater)

A West Wing Special to Benefit When We All Vote (2020)

Nope (2022) (theater)

The Pacifier (2005)

Just Go With It (2011)

Bodies Bodies Bodies (2022) (theater)

DC League of Super-Pets (2022) (theater)

Mack & Rita (2022) (theater)

The Mummy Returns (2001)

The Wedding Guest (2018)

Day Shift (2022)

Inside the Mind of a Cat (2022)

On the Count of Three (2022)

Dick Johnson Is Dead (2020)

Fall (2022) (theater)

Old School (2003)

Elvis (2022) (theater)

Easter Sunday (2022) (theater)

Me Time (2022)

Three Thousand Years of Longing (2022) (theater)

Nope (2022) (theater)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

September - 27

The Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Movie (2022)

Spider-Man: No Way Home: More Fun Stuff (2022) (theater)

Honk for Jesus. Save Your Soul. (2022)

The Lost City (2022)

Minions: The Rise of Gru (2022) (theater)

Jaws (1975) (theater)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

Elvis (2022)

The Invitation (2022) (theater)

Deep Water (2022)

End of the Road (2022)

Wrath of Man (2021)

Samaritan (2022)

Breaking (2022) (theater)

Barbarian (2022) (theater)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

Fresh (2022)

Sex Ed (2014)

See How They Run (2022) (theater)

Pearl (2022) (theater)

Casper (1995) (theater)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

The Greatest Beer Run Ever (2022) (theater)

Paw Patrol: The Movie (2021)

Moonage Daydream (2022) (theater)

Bros (2022) (theater)

Lou (2022)

October - 31

Rush Hour (1998)

Rush Hour 2 (2001)

Rush Hour 3 (2007)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

Entergalactic (2022)

Werewolf by Night (2022)

Amsterdam (2022) (theater)

Don’t Worry Darling (2022) (theater)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

The Redeem Team (2022)

Spirit Halloween: The Movie (2022) (theater)

Jeepers Creepers Reborn (2022) (theater)

Lyle, Lyle, Crocodile (2022) (theater)

Smile (2022) (theater)

Bromates (2022) (theater)

Halloween (1978)

Nosferatu (1922)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

The Woman King (2022) (theater)

Halloween II (1981)

Halloween III: Season of the Witch (1982)

Halloween 4: The Return of Michael Myers (1988)

Stars at Noon (2022) (theater)

Travelin’ Band: Creedence Clearwater Revival at the Royal Albert Hall (2022)

Halloween 5: The Revenge of Michael Myers (1989)

Black Adam (2022) (theater)

Ticket to Paradise (2022) (theater)

Lumpia with a Vengeance (2020) (theater)

It (2017) (theater)

Halloween H20: 20 Years Later (1998)

November - 31

Call Jane (2022) (theater)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022)

The Banshees of Inisherin (2022) (theater)

Armageddon Time (2022) (theater)

Spirited (2022) (theater)

Wendell & Wild (2022)

Weird: The Al Yankovic Story (2022)

Enola Holmes 2 (2022)

Black Panther (2018)

Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022) (theater)

Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022) (theater)

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1990)

Paddington (2014)

Rat Race (2001)

Paddington 2 (2017)

The Menu (2022) (theater)

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse (2018)

Iron Fists and Kung Fu Kicks (2019)

Is That Black Enough for You?!? (2022)

The Good Nurse (2022)

The Last Duel (2021)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022)

She Said (2022) (theater)

Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio (2022) (theater)

Enchanted (2007)

Strange World (2022) (theater)

Devotion (2022) (theater)

Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery (2022) (theater)

The Guardians of the Galaxy Holiday Special (2022)

Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery (2022) (theater)

The Fabelmans (2022) (theater)

December - 39

Violent Night (2022) (theater)

The Menu (2022) (theater)

Bones and All (2022) (theater)

Elf (2003) (theater)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

Devotion (2022) (theater)

Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016)

Ticket to Paradise (2022)

Bullet Train (2022)

Christmas With You (2022)

Sniper: Rogue Mission (2022)

Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016)

The People We Hate at the Wedding (2022)

Something from Tiffany’s (2022)

The Mean One (2022) (theater)

Spoiler Alert (2022) (theater)

Beauty and the Beast: A 30th celebration (2022)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (theater)

Arthur Christmas (2011)

Who Killed Santa? A Murderville Murder Mystery (2022)

A Bad Moms Christmas (2017)

Love Hard (2022)

Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio (2022)

Devotion (2022) (theater)

Avatar (2009)

Mercy Christmas (2017)

The Guernsey Literary & Potato Peel Pie Society (2018)

The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992)

Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery (2022)

The Outfit (2022)

A Madea Christmas (2013)

How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000) (theater)

Office Christmas Party (2016)

Bad Santa (2003)

Last Holiday (2006)

The Family Stone (2005)

Roald Dahl’s Matilda the Musical (2022)

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022) (theater)

Babylon (2022) (theater)

[filmsnobreviews]

Check out our review of “Tony Hawk: Until the Wheels Fall Off” from HBO MAX. Follows famous skater Tony Hawk's personal life, career and relationship with skateboarding, including never-before-seen footage and unprecedented access to Hawk, along with interviews with figures from the skateboarding world. #movie #film #cinema #tonyhawk #thps #tonyhawkproskater #hbomax #documentary #skating #skateboard #birdman #moviereview #filmsnobreviews https://www.instagram.com/p/CfVCpADpYGM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bouxmounir]

Le docu de la semaine | Tony Hawk : Until the Wheels Fall Off : une étoile et son ombre

Le docu de la semaine | Tony Hawk : Until the Wheels Fall Off : une étoile et son ombre

Désolé, votre navigateur ne supporte pas les vidéos Aucun pro du planche à roulette n’a atteint le niveau ni la renommée de Tony Hawk. Pourtant, rien ne le destinait à devenir une légende. Tony Hawk : Jusqu’à ce que les roues tombentoffert sur Crave, revient sur le parcours exceptionnel lui l’étoile de la Bones Brigade qui, depuis qu’il est gringalet, s’est obstiné à prouver — et à se prouver –…

[onhbomax]

Tony Hawk: Until the Wheels Fall Off - Poster

Arrives April 5, 2022. 

[loveinthetimeofanarchy]

if youre wondering if the tony hawk doc has ska in it. it does

[thepeoplesmovies]

Tony Hawk: Until The Wheels Fall Off Doc Gets An Official Trailer

Tony Hawk: Until The Wheels Fall Off Doc Gets An Official Trailer @hbomax #TonyHawk #SXSW2022 #skateboarding

To many Tony Hawk is that ‘Skateboarding bloke’ that some may not know his name but they know what he does. Off course those who do, know him as the birdman, one of the most successful skateboarders in the world who also has his own video games. Later this month Tony Hawk: Until The Wheels Fall Off  will make it’s premiere at this month’s SXSW Festival and HBO have unveiled the official…

[inknopewetrust]

In Another Universe (Marcus Moreno x Fem!Reader) 

Summary: If Thanos’ destruction wasn’t enough, being blipped into another universe was worse. After finding yourself in the universe of We Can Be Heroes, you must maneuver your new life and relationships while trying not to dwell on the one you lost. 

Pairing: Marcus Moreno x Fem!Reader (We Can Be Heroes) 

Word Count: 4.3k

Warnings: Some descriptions of violence, nothing extreme. 

A/N: *Gif not mine.* Thanks so much for requesting this @jupitersmoon167​ ! I just have to say—not only did I love writing this, but it’s like a whole ass fic in one. Request are currently OPEN, see request guidelines in bio for details!

In an instant, the world you once knew was gone. 

The last thing you remembered was the sensation of fear. But it was ethereal, painless compared to anything you’d ever experienced before. Fighting with Nat was worse than the affects of Thanos’ snap, well, for you anyway. 

It wasn’t until you woke up in a world that felt so incredibly familiar yet so incredibly foreign at the same time that you realized what ever event the snap set off, it wasn’t one that brought peace to anyone. 

“Y/n! Come play with us!” 

The moment of relapsing memory was broken by the sounds of children running and shrieking in the park. The sound was strangely comforting because it reminded you of home, of the little one you had to let go, and the found family you may never see again. But the little girl that screeched your name from across the park on the metal bridge reminded you that there was something good in this world, even if it wasn’t your own. 

“I don’t think that would be a good idea.” 

The voice sounded beside you on the other side of the tree before you even managed to budge from your leaning stature against it. Nothing Missy ever did went over Marcus Moreno’s head. He watched her like a hawk, as if his eyes were glued to her every movement but you couldn’t blame him. Missy was his life. He did everything for her. 

“Don’t approve?” You quirked your head to the side with a smirk that you knew Steve would have said it reminded him of Natasha. Natasha, Steve, Tony... 

“Well she doesn’t know you like we do. I think it’s best if she keeps her distance. Not to mention for the safety of the other kids...” Marcus trailed off as his gaze tracked from your own to the playground and the group of Heroic children that littered the place. It was chaotic, but normal? You didn’t know what was normal or not anymore so in truth, you felt it didn’t even matter. 

“I don’t hurt children. I would never hurt a child.” 

“How are we supposed to know that? What have you done but lie to all of us to make us believe you wouldn’t kill us all right now?” 

“Are you trying to make me angry, Marcus?” 

Your eyes narrowed as you crossed your arms over your chest. You knew they didn’t trust you. You knew they had a hard time believing your story, even after a year but yet they continued to let you go on missions. They continued to invite you to group luncheons and trusted that you wouldn’t sell their secrets to their enemies. 

“Testing your patience.” 

“If you didn’t trust me with your daughter, why did you let her eat the food I brought? Why do you let her come to headquarters-” 

“Because The Heroics are family. This whole thing-” He rose his hand and gestured to heroes and their children gathered and played around them. 

“-is her life as much as it is mine. You came here from some “world” that we’ve never heard of that apparently looks a lot like this one. You are the stranger here, not her and especially not at headquarters.” 

Marcus huffed in aggravation and stalked away from the tree and to Anita who had been set up at a picnic table not far from the playground. Anita watched her son make conversation with the newest Heroic and shook her head in a brief and tiny fashion as her son walked toward her with a plume of invisible smoke coming out of his ears. 

“You shouldn’t be so rude, give the girl a break. She’s lost everything and everyone she’s ever know and I’d be lying if I said she wasn’t a brilliant fighter. The training she could give all of you is worth more money than we spend in a year fighting aliens.” The look on Anita’s face was critical of Marcus. The son she knew, the one she raised was not cynical or mean. He was kind and loving and a father who would have wanted Missy to have strong women in her life. 

“She doesn’t belong here. She isn’t a Heroic and she doesn’t need to talk to Missy any more than she does already.” 

“But does she seek out Missy at headquarters or does Missy seek out her?” Marcus couldn’t recall if Missy’s interactions with you were brought on by his own kin. He found the girl hanging upside down on the monkey bars with Guppy below her jumping up to try and touch the long, black locks of his daughter. She looked so carefree, so full of joy until she flopped back onto her feet and turned her gaze toward the tree, almost ready to yell. Marcus followed her eyes only to notice you had gone, like a ghost, and Missy was seeking you out.

In The Heroic Headquarters, you often wandered the halls aimlessly, minding your own business as your thoughts were filled with the events that happened exactly one year before. It was already your one year anniversary in this new world. But my God, or to whatever God was out there, you missed your old life. Even if life wasn’t exactly the most glamorous before Thanos arrived, you had found a comfortable family in Natasha, Steve, and the others who stayed behind at the Avenger’s Facility in New York. Natasha was your sister in all things but blood and you would do anything to see her again. Steve had been the one to lean on when your memories of Russia, of that room, of the little one you had to give away, came flowing back in waves too ample to deal with alone. They were everything to you, everything. 

And now you sat alone in an office you were sure was once a broom closet and lie in wait for the other heroes to come, visit, to extend a gracious hand to someone who is hurting but it never came. Every day that passed made that more clear. Even the materials they gave you were sub-par to the advanced ones that scattered the offices of the Heroics. You wondered how this world’s technology was so different from your own and no one knew of it. This multiverse, this time continuum that has taken place is far beyond any knowledge you claimed to have. It took nothing to image Tony or Bruce having an absolute field day with all of this. 

“Ms. L/N?” A knock alerted you that a visitor had in fact found your small, grungy door in a vacant hallway. 

“Come in!” Who were you to ignore a visitor when all you could think of was the family you’d never see? 

Anita Moreno cracked the door open and popped her head in with a smile. She quietly closed the door behind her as she took a seat in the broken desk chair situated across from your desk. You wheeled as best as you could from behind the computer to give her a small, welcoming smile. 

“What can I do for you Mrs. Moreno?” 

“Please, it’s Anita. You’re a Heroic now, no need for the formality.” 

“I’m not-” It wasn’t a chuckle that sounded with your denial. It was a stone-cold denial of being a Heroic because it erased what you really were, an Avenger. 

“You are here. You are here.” Her tone wasn’t offended, but re-assuring in her proclamation. Anita could read people like books and you doubt you evaded her abilities by being from another universe. She was far too skilled to let people and their problems fall under a radar. 

“I have a request for you, well two to be exact.” She looked up from her folded hands expectantly waiting for you to nod, allowing her to continue on. 

“First, I have a mission for you with Ms. Vox and Marcus. It’s nothing too concerning but it needs to be taken care of. And for my other request, I’d like you to help train Missy.” You were sure if you had been drinking anything from water to vodka that it would have found itself all over Anita, but you managed to stay mum and concealed. 

“And Marcus approves of this?” 

“He doesn’t know.” 

“Going behind your son’s back and letting his precious daughter train with a woman he sees as a weapon? My, Anita. You have taken me by surprise, I must say.” 

The elder woman smiled slyly as if she were getting away with a far more terrible crime. Missy was just as important to her as she was Marcus. Anita was not going to let Marcus’ prejudice against you prevent Missy from looking up to an accomplished and heroic woman as yourself. 

“As long as Missy comes home with no scrapes or bruises, there should be no problem. You can use one of the rooms here and I’ll make sure his card can’t access it. I’ll bring Missy in when she’s done with school, leaving about an hour for her to work with you.” 

Anita rose to her feet, preparing herself to leave the room but instead, she turned back around, looking you dead in the eyes and for once, looked like someone who cared. 

“I don’t know what your world was like. I don’t know who you were there or the family you left behind, but this is your world as much as it is mine, Missy’s, or Marcus’. He shouldn’t be so cruel. I see how you look at the girl, like she’s special. She is. But I couldn’t help but think it was something more...” She trailed off her speech just as Marcus had that day at the park. Like mother like son you suppose. 

“Did you have a family? A child—I mean?” 

For the first time in your life you were speechless. Was it that obvious? The longing? You never spoke of the child, not even to Natasha or the others because it was far too painful to recall. The Red Room was traumatic enough and by barely escaping to save the life of a child you so desperately wanted only to give it away to protect its life was worse. You didn’t know where she was or who she lived with now. Her life was an illusion to you if you could craft one. That alone broke you, chilled you to the bone. You held her for two minutes before they took her from your arms to give to another and it would be the one thing you would always regret. 

“You don’t have to answer-” Anita backed away from the question when she analyzed your reaction. But she was the only one who cared enough to get to know you and that opportunity for connection was slipping away. 

“Yes.” 

“Yes, I did. I don’t know her name or if she’s... if she’s alive anymore but I did. I had to give her away. She would be ten.” 

“Oh I—I am sorry, I didn’t know.” 

“No one does.” 

Anita could only nod and attempt to leave again but was halted by your voice. 

“Thank you for coming here.” She nodded, acknowledging the difficult transition she knew you were having. 

“When is the mission?” 

“Two weeks. I’ll, um, bring Missy tomorrow. I’ll send a message about the room later today.” 

She left with a twist of the door handle, leaving you with the thoughts of the girl who you tried to, but never could forget. But Missy helped to fill that gaping, vacant hole in your heart. After the first week of pure hesitancy, Missy came running in every day after school with a wide smile, bragging about the grades she received, the friends she had, and the way her father always put her perfect grades on the fridge when she got home. 

Missy let you into her life without you asking for it. Even with the distance you tried to give her in order to protect yourself from any kind of unintentional attachment with the girl, she melted it with a look in her kind, young brown eyes and her shining smile. Missy treated you like the adult and role model she wanted, not some foreign alien that the Heroes treated you as. 

“How do you know how to do all this stuff?” 

Missy was stretching on the red mat while you built an obstacle (of sorts) but only half of her attention was on the task you had instructed her to do. It was the second week of your daily training with Missy and she was disappointed to hear that tomorrow, you would be off on a mission, therefore her favorite after school activity would have to wait. 

“I was a spy for many years and I had been in this academy of women fighters.” That’s the only explanation you could give her without truly telling her what happened to you in Russia. The horrible, wicked people who experimented and forced you to become a weapon on behalf of the state. 

“And what about your old team? How did you meet them?” She sat up now on her knees in an anxious, excited inertia. 

There was an initial hesitancy with that question, though you had to ask yourself why. Why, after a year of being in this new world, were you still not willing to be open and voice your story to someone who wanted, someone asking, for it. But what did you have to lose but divulging in this girl’s questions? Nothing. Heck, Nat would probably be proud that you let your guard down enough to make a connection in the first place. 

“I met them through-” 

You didn’t even get passed the fourth word when the door to the training room slid open and a very, very, angry Marcus charged in with Anita on his tail. She looked pleadingly at you as he grabbed his daughter off the mat on the floor and grabbed her bag from the highest stack of mats to his left. 

“Marcus please!” Anita tried to plead with him but he did not listen. 

“No! I told you I don’t want her anywhere near her and what did you do!?” 

Marcus tossed the bag to Missy who barely caught it in her trembling hands. She had never seen her father break the cool façade he wore on the daily. 

“Dad-”

“You go with her. I am not going to have this conversation with you now, but when I get home, you better believe that we will be having a long talk about this.” 

Anita wrapped her arms protectively over Missy and practically dragged the girl out of the room while Marcus stood with his hands splayed on his hips in anger. Maybe if it were another universe you would have found it just a little adorable.

“I had my suspicions that this is where she was. Three days ago when my card denied me access to this room I knew someone was lying to me about it.”

“Marcus, you’re over-“

“I am NOT OVERREACTING!” He shouted with a blazing fury. His eyes were filled with nothing but a fatherly rage.

“I asked you to not go anywhere near my daughter and here she is training with you like some—some prodigy! She is my daughter!”

“You think I don’t know that!? Do you really think I am that stupid to not notice the girl is your daughter? She’s just like you!”

“If she was just like me, then she wouldn’t have run off every afternoon with a deadly stranger.”

You shook your head at him with petty laughter.

“You are the most ridiculous, most annoying, and most PRETENTIOUS PERSON I HAVE EVER MET!”

Rage continued to boil up his body like a pot of water. Had Marcus ever met someone he found as infuriating as you? No. Had he ever met someone like you? No. Had he ever been slightly curious about you? He wouldn’t answer that question. Besides, now he was playing protective dad and he never had been given a reason to trust you.

“If you had a child, I bet you would feel the same.”

You think he meant it as some sick burn but he had no idea, none of them did. So your brows lifted at him as a smirk graced your face knowingly.

“If you cared for a second to get to know me— you would know the answer to that question.”

More than a deadly spy, though none of them ever cared to know more than what your profession suggested.

You left the room in an abrupt haste following the confession. A part of your conscious still wasn’t sure whether or not telling everyone every little detail about your past was a good idea, let alone a safe idea. But every night you thought of the family you disappeared from; how you wished you could have told them everything about your past before they disintegrated into dust around you. If you couldn’t do it then, maybe you could do it now.

The next day happened to be the mission Anita had set up for Marcus, Ms. Vox, and yourself. While Marcus waited in uniform with the singing siren pacing the room, he was sure you weren’t going to walk through those doors. One side of him felt that you were the kind of person who ran away after exposing some deep secret, the other thought maybe you just quit. But when you waltzed in with your weapons and uniform perfectly pressed, he couldn’t make eye contact.

If it weren’t for Missy���s dotting on your character that previous evening, he probably would have still been angry. But there was little doubt in his mind that Missy would lie about someone she trusted, so maybe he could give you a chance. That belief quickly turned when you wouldn’t speak to him or even look him in the eye five hours into the mission that had you all stuck in a building across from an increasingly suspicious studio apartment. According to Anita, this is where technological weapons were being stored and the mission was to identify the weapons and alert headquarters so they could send an extraction team. Unfortunately the view was poor and between the three of you, only three pieces of equipment were identified.

“I think we should try and sneak in.” The suggestion came from Ms. Vox who appeared a bit eager to be on an incredibly serious mission. Marcus tried to look at you for an opinion but you gave him no audience.

“If we go in, someone needs to stay behind to keep guard.”

“Maybe I could keep guard and you both can go in?”

The proposition was most unwelcome. You and Marcus, together, on a mission that was possibly deadly, and you still wouldn’t look each other in the eye.

“Or I can go with one of you?” Ms. Vox’s voice was straining but she walked on egg shells to get an answer. Be the bigger person, be the bigger person.

“Marcus and I will go inside. Vox wait down the hall from the door and you need to press the call button on the watch if you see anyone. If we are not out of the apartment in five minutes, alert headquarters and let them bring in the team.” It was a demand and no questions were asked as Ms. Vox rose first to leave the room, followed by you, then a concerned but unquestioning Marcus. 

To the building across the street and down the hall, no words were exchanged between the two of you. You both kept quiet as the room came closer and all weapons were drawn in protection.

“You take the left and I’ll go right.” Again, he didn’t question it but he did nod, meet your eyes in understanding.

For starters, the apartment was entirely open concept. The floor was lined with rows of computers; all had been wired to one another and their screens were a blinding blue. You looked up at Marcus as he rounded the row nearly three yards in front of you. The look he returned was unsettled by the scene.

“What do you think they’re doing here?”

“Beats me. I’ve never seen anything like this before.” And it was true—he truly hadn’t. Most of the time missions were against some alien breed, certainly not old junkie computers from his childhood. You lowered your gun for a brief moment, pressing a key on the closest keyboard and all the computers went black. The light from two sets of comms were the only light in the room until a stream of three, then four, then five lines of green invaded from the window. Slowly they crept on the floor until the met a black boot and trailed up the targets body.

It took no time for you to realize what it was.

“Get down! Marcus get down!”

You practically barreled into him as fast as you could, wrapping your arms around his torso as his swords went flying in the opposite direction. Gunfire erupted around you both as you scrambled to drag his body with yours to a corner away from the windows.

“Are you alright? Can you hear me?”

All you could illicit was a nod in combination with a panic gaze. It would take four minutes for the rest of the Heroes to arrive and find the two of you. But whatever happened in Marcus’ brain the moment he saw you tumbled towards him in his moment of peril, changed the dynamic.

It first began as complete acceptance into the team. No one questioned your actions and your abilities were praised just as much as the others. Marcus didn’t keep his distance, but also allowed Missy to continue lessons after school because he trusted you. You saved his life and if it weren’t for you, he would have never seen Missy again.

After about a year of acceptance, Marcus attempted friendship. He would ask you to do things, outside of work, especially when they involved Missy. Bowling, Pizza nights, ice cream runs, game nights; they all became normal after the first few times of pure hesitancy. Although you weren’t entirely comfortable with the idea because of how he treated you in the past, you could tell it was an honest effort. You also would be lying if you said you didn’t have any fun doing those things.

In your fourth year in this new universe something else happened—something unexpected. Instead of what had become a usual game night, Marcus asked you on a date. Your initial reaction was to say no, laugh at the attempt, and return to the monopoly game (yes, you did find it strange that this universe had many similarities to the other). But the “what if” question lingered after minutes of contemplation so you said yes. And you would be lying again if you said anything other than it was “the best date you had ever been on.”

And somewhere in that fifth year of living, Marcus asked you to move in with Missy and himself, and you said yes. Finally, a family of your own that wouldn’t disappear at the snap of a finger. Every day you thought of what Natasha would say to you if she knew about this. One part of you wanted to believe that she would be surprised but proud, while the other believed she would laugh and call you soft. In reality she would have responded both ways.

Every morning you woke up to a man who looked at you as if you held the world in your hand. How you went from enemies to lovers was beyond your comprehension but you didn’t want to question it further. The way he would hold your hand on difficult days, smile at you from across the table, kiss you goodnight, love you until you believed you couldn’t be loved anymore. It was those things you didn’t have in that other world that you just held onto with a tight grip now.

As Marcus readied lunch in the Kitchen, you helped stack new books on Missy’s bookshelf with her. The girl had grown so much over the years and was making her way into becoming the leader Marcus, and Anita, wanted her to be.

“I left a box out in the hall, do you think you could get it?” Missy asked as she admired the cover of a fantasy book in front of her. She looked up with her big brown eyes that reminded you so much of the man in the other room that you couldn’t deny her anything.

“Sure. Be right back.”

But you never came back.

Because you woke up with a jolt on the dirt ground of a forest you hadn’t seen in years.

Wakanda.

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Key Art And Trailer For HBO Original Documentary TONY HAWK: UNTIL THE WHEELS FALL OFF. Debuts April 5

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You were the first

As I mentioned in this ask, I have polished up the fic I wrote live on discord. It's left at a bit of a cliff-hanger so I'll try not to leave it too long to write the second chapter, but I make no promises!

Anyway, have some Logan with his first boy crush.

CW: discovering sexuality and sexuality crisis

Rating: G

If you feel I need to add any content warnings or change the rating, please drop me a message!

Logan and Noelle are original characters from the sweater weather universe created by the wonderful @lumosinlove. All other characters in this fic are mine.

Logan tugged at his t-shirt, an expensive white thing that was more fitted than he was used to, scrutinizing his image in the mirror. He rose up onto the tips of his toes, giving a small sigh as he settled back down. He’d always been confident in his appearance, especially under the Nice sun, his hair a little lighter and his skin bronzing even more than usual, but he wished he was taller.

“Lo! Let’s go! I’m ready,” his sister called, appearing in the doorway to his bedroom a few seconds later. “Are you okay?”

Logan dismissed her concerns with a wave of his hand, figuring his ensemble of the white t-shirt and khaki shorts would have to do. “Does this look too prep school?” he asked, pulling on a pair of battered vans that he hoped would soften the outfit before joining Noelle in the hallway.

“Since when did you care about your appearance?” Noelle teased, pulling his cap over his eyes as he fell into step beside her.

I don’t,” Logan grumbled, adjusting the brim, shoving Noelle away from him. He twisted away from her retaliating shove with a chuckle, raising his hands in a truce at the top of the stairs before bounding down them. “Maman! Noelle and I are going out now!”

“Do you have sunscreen? And water?”

“Yes, Maman!” He and Noelle rolled their eyes at each other, waiting around only long enough to hear the affirmative reply from their mother telling them to be safe and back in time for dinner.

“So, what’s going on with you and this Hugo boy then?” Noelle asked as soon as the door shut behind them.

Logan glanced back towards the house anxiously, even though he knew nobody would have heard. He picked up his skateboard, dusting an imaginary piece of dirt from it before tucking it under his arm. “Nothing is going on, he asked me out and I said I wasn’t gay, simple,” Logan mumbled. “Why don’t you concentrate on your own love life?”

“Alright, there’s no need to get defensive,” Noelle clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. She strapped her board to her backpack, leaving her hands free to tap against her phone screen. “And my love life is very successful, thank you,” she added with a smirk that was begging for Logan to ask more.

“Oh yeah?” Logan latched onto the opportunity, glad to have the attention off of himself. “Is that who you’ve been texting all the time?” he chuckled, plucking Noelle’s phone from her hand. “What’s his name then?”

Noelle squealed, lunging for her phone, but Logan was too quick, looking at the message before she could grab it. “Oh,” Logan breathed, stumbling over his feet as he shoved the phone back at his sister. “Fuck, Noelle. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t -”

“Logan, it’s fine.” Noelle stopped, grabbing Logan by the shoulder so he halted as well. “Well, it’s not. You’re a little shit, but that’s what little brothers are for, right? Besides, you are so predictable. I was baiting you.”

Logan frowned, his features contorting into a picture of confusion. “What?”

“You’re such a dumbass,” Noelle laughed, shaking her head. “I wanted you to know.”

“You’re a dumbass,” Logan muttered. “So, Natacha, huh? That’s the blonde girl, right?”

Noelle looked at Logan pointedly, “That’s all you’ve got to say?”

“Uhh…Congratulations?” Logan shrugged.

Noelle sighed and started to walk again. “Yeah, she’s the blonde one.”

Logan jogged a few paces to catch up with her. He chewed at his lip, glancing over at his sister every few steps. She seemed so confident, like she knew exactly what she wanted. He tried to reassure himself that he was only 14, he wasn’t supposed to know what he wanted yet. That’s what all the websites said. Finally, he couldn’t bear the silence any longer, “Do maman et papa know?”

“Not yet,” Noelle hummed, “I’m not worried, I just -”

“Logan! Noelle!” their friend, Ibrahim, yelled as they entered the skate park. Logan looked towards Noelle, mouthing that they would finish the conversation later. “We were just talking about you.”

Noelle replied, but Logan didn’t hear what she said, his attention pulled by the tall boy standing just to the left of Ibrahim. He had light blonde hair that flopped over his eyes and he was shifting nervously between his feet. Hugo.

“Hello! Earth to Logan,” Noelle clapped her hands in front of his face. “I said we’re going to head over there and practice on the rails. Are you coming?”

Logan looked back to Hugo, wincing internally at the obviousness of the action. “No, I’m going to stay,” he pointed behind him to the small group of teens “here.”

Noelle looked at him, her lips making a funny manoeuvre that Logan had come to learn meant she was suppressing a laugh. “Okay.”

Then Noelle was gone, and Logan didn't know what to do with himself. These were the same friends he'd been hanging out with every summer for nearly a decade, but suddenly he seemed to have forgotten how to interact with them. Or rather, with him, with Hugo. He couldn’t pinpoint why he felt so awkward. Sure, the other boy had asked him out, but Logan was certain that wasn’t the problem. He didn't want to be that person, but he had other male friends who were attracted to guys and it had never been an issue before. Even when one of those friends had admitted to a crush on him, Logan had just told them politely he wasn't interested in them like that, and they'd moved on with their friendship. So why did his stomach feel like it was trying to turn itself inside out, right now? And why did he feel like he wouldn't be able to string an intelligible sentence together?

"Logan! What are you doing?" Ibrahim shouted, pulling Logan from his spiralling panic. He looked up to see the group had moved. "Hugo has finally got that combo he was working on down, and for some reason he can't wait to show you." Logan thought he heard something teasing in his friend's tone, but he squashed the thought. He looked over, meeting Hugo's shy smile and decided he could figure out whatever was going on in his head later. His friend wanted to show him a trick, and Logan wasn't a jerk, so he was going to go and watch.

Logan dug his fingers into the edge of his board, clutching it close to him as he approached his friends, the walk to the edge of the bowl they had gathered on seeming to take an age with all their eyes on him. "You've stopped falling on your ass then?" he grinned at Hugo, by way of greeting, proud that the words came out with the same smooth tone that he usually managed.

"Yeah," Hugo blushed. "I told you, practice makes perfect."

"I stand corrected," Logan huffed out a laugh. A red haired girl that Logan didn't know that well, mumbled something that he didn't quite catch, but carried a tone that he didn’t like. He spun around to ask her to repeat herself when she smiled and mounted her board, dropping over the edge of the bowl. Logan turned back to Hugo, but the boy was now looking towards the bowl, sending a glare after Lydia.

"Okay, let's not build this up too much,” Ibrahim threw his arm around Logan. “We’re going to be expecting some Tony Hawk skills at this point." Logan sent him a grateful smile, receiving a small squeeze in return.

"Lyds, we get it. You are fantastic! Now get out the bowl. I already shot - gunned," Hugo said, laughing as Lydia flipped him off after she had exited the bowl on the opposite side."

“Alright then, Hewie. The floor is yours. Let us see your mating dance," Lydia swept her arms in front of her in a grand gesture.

“Sorry about her,” Hugo cleared his throat, his face getting impossibly redder and scratching at the back of his neck. “I think she thinks she’s funny.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Logan hoped the smile he offered was comforting, even if it did feel somewhat tight. He could feel the stares of the others boring into his back as he inclined his head towards the bowl. "What are you waiting for? Show me what you can do.”

Hugo opened his mouth to respond, but seemed to decide better of it, shrugging his shoulders. A cocky smirk spread across his face before he gave a determined nod and dropped into the bowl. It was easy watching Hugo skate. Years of practise had led to a relaxed form, commanding the board with a simple confidence. Any shyness he'd been exhibiting a few moments ago had melted away. Logan wasn't the best skater, rarely picking his board up outside of the summers, so he was easily impressed by the way other people were able to keep their feet stuck to the deck like glue. However, there was something about the way Hugo's body moved, leaning into each turn and shifting his weight with such subtly, that felt different. Logan found himself holding his breath, knowing that the trick Hugo could never land was approaching. He didn't want to think about why the determined crease of Hugo's brow made the same odd feeling in his stomach from earlier reappear.

Hugo carved his way up the side of the bowl, until only one wheel ground against the coping. Logan leaned forward into the movement, expecting to hear the crash of the board against concrete, but it never came. Hugo glided seamlessly back down to the bottom of the bowl with a proud fist pump. A loud cheer escaped Logan's mouth before he even really registered it, the rest of his friends joining in to create a barrage of noise. Logan felt lighter than he had in weeks. Hugo showed off a few more tricks, before exiting the bowl. His skin had a pink flush to it, and his breath was coming in heavy pants, the heat of the afternoon sun making the exercise that bit more intense.

"Here, drink," Logan ordered, thrusting a bottle of water in Hugo’s direction. He took the bottle, but instead of drinking it like Logan expected, he unscrewed the lid, pouring the contents over his head, sweeping his bangs up off his face. Logan thought he had gotten away with the choked noise pulled from his throat, but Lydia chuckled from behind him. Logan turned on his heel, sending her a steely glare, "Is there a problem?"

Lydia raised an eyebrow, cocking her head as if inspecting something, "I'm just wondering how long it's going to take you to get your act together, Tremblay."

Logan tensed, glancing behind him quickly. He let out a long breath, relieved to see Hugo's attention had been monopolised by Ibrahim and another of their friends congratulating him. "I don't know what you're talking about," he scoffed. "We barely even know each other."

"You may not know me, but Hugo and I have been friends since we were babies, so unfortunately I am aware of the exact shade of green your eyes happen to be," Lydia retorted, shrugging off the plaid shirt she had on over her vest top. Her expression had softened when she looked at Logan again, "Look, maybe I've made a big mistake here and you're really not interested in him like that, but if that's the case you really need to stop leading him on."

"I'm not-" Logan started to protest, a part of him wondering exactly what Hugo had told Lydia about him. "-this is none of your business.” He chewed at his lip, pulling his cap from his head. It felt like the temperature had risen dramatically in the last thirty seconds, Logan very aware of the beads of sweat forming under his t-shirt. He shoved his cap back on, tugging at the curls at the nape of neck. "I'm going to find my sister," he said, grinding the words through his teeth and turning on his heel. Somewhere behind him, he heard Hugo call his name, but he pretended he hadn't heard, continuing his quick strides away. This was all too confusing and he just wanted to see Noelle.

Logan crossed the park, finding Noelle sitting on a set of stairs, her head resting on Natacha’s shoulder, the two of them watching some of their friends work the rails. She seemed content, so Logan hesitated a few feet away, guilt creeping in at the prospect of disturbing her. Eventually, his need for comfort won out. "Nolly?”

Logan rarely used the nickname in public these days, receiving a swift smack to the back of his head whenever he did. Noelle whipped her head up, her glare melding quickly into a look of concern.

"Nolly, huh? Adorable," Natacha teased, nudging Noelle gently.

"Don't even think about it," Noelle deadpanned, her eyes remained locked with Logan's. "Hey Lo, what's up?" She patted the concrete next to her, and Logan took a seat, resting his chin in his hands against his knees. He looked between Noelle and Natacha, chewing at his lip. Natacha had always seemed nice, but he wasn't sure he wanted to bare his soul to her quite yet.

"Do you want me to go? I can always go and show the boys how it’s done, it's not a problem." Natacha smiled softly and instantly, Logan decided he liked her. Besides, he wasn’t sure he had anything to say yet, so it was pointless sending her away.

"No, it’s okay," Logan sighed. "I just needed a break." Noelle looked at him pointedly, and Logan could tell she didn’t believe him. For now, she refrained from an interrogation. Logan had a funny feeling that it was postponed rather than cancelled.

It took a while for the conversation to fall back into a natural rhythm, however once the initial awkwardness faded it flowed well, Natacha dropping into the natural gaps of Noelle and Logan’s conversation like she’d always been there. It was easy over here, away from his friends, and Logan let his mind wander to thoughts of Hugo, trying to reconcile these new feelings with the information he currently had about himself.

Natacha laughed, loud and smooth, pulling Logan back into the conversation. "No, my ex, he -" Logan didn't hear the next few sentences, fixating on the pronoun until he couldn't hold in the question any more.

"Did you say he?"

Natacha furrowed her brow, whilst Noelle's expression turned smug and knowing. Logan had questions about that too, but it'd have to wait. Eventually, Natacha gave a slow nod. "Yes, he...Jacob, my ex-boyfriend."

Logan waved his hand between Noelle and Natacha, "- and now you have a girlfriend."

Something changed in Natacha's expression, but Logan couldn't place it. "Well," she chuckled, "we haven't called it anything yet, but I wouldn't object."

Logan blinked. "You can do that?"

Natacha shrugged, looking between Logan and Noelle with a careful curiosity.

"No." Logan cut her off before she could answer. "I know you can change your mind or whatever. Or not know. But can I just...I guess, I had that crush on Alicia back in grade 7, but now I think - yeah, Hugo makes me feel kind of the same way, so am I gay now or what?" He felt Noelle squeeze his knee as he reached to scratch at the back of his neck. She always told him he'd be awful at poker because he had too many tells.

Natacha looked between him and Noelle again. It was getting a bit annoying, but he figured he had just dumped a whole lot of thoughts on somebody he had only spoken to a handful of times. The silence was beginning to feel heavy when she eventually spoke, "I can't really tell you that. You could be gay, you could be bisexual, I'm fairly sure there's other things too. Just try not to freak out about it, yeah?"

Bisexual. Now that he thought about it, Logan remembered hearing that word before. He'd never really considered what it meant though, it hadn’t been necessary. The only person he'd ever had a crush on before was Alicia. Maybe bisexual fit, but he'd never liked another girl like that either so maybe Alicia was just a fluke and he was just gay. He lay back, shielding his eyes as he looked up at the sun and groaned. "Try not to freak out. How am I not supposed to freak out?! I want to kiss a boy."

"Oh, you want to kiss him do you? You're a baby, you're not allowed to kiss anybody." Noelle teased, poking at his side. Logan threw a furious look at her. Could she not see he was having a crisis here and she was laughing. "Sorry," Noelle apologised, her voice more sincere. "I know it's a lot to think about. It's just difficult not to tease my little brother about his crush."

Logan had to admit something was comforting in the idea that even when his world was in chaos, there was always the constant of his sister's teasing. He'd never tell her that though. "I think I'm just going to pretend this isn't happening," he sighed.

Noelle laughed again, more committed this time. "That would be very fitting," she hummed. "You could also, oh, I don't know...talk to him?"

Logan sat up quickly, "And what if he asks if I'm gay!? I literally told him 3 days ago I wasn't interested.” The long sigh that followed felt like it was pulled from him.

"Erm..." Natacha muttered awkwardly. "I'm gonna leave you two to talk. Good luck, Logan," she added, leaning around Noelle to pat at his arm. Ordinarily he would have found the gesture condescending, but it was oddly comforting.

There was a quiet as they watched her walk away. “I like her,” Logan declared.

"Well, she's my girlfriend so you can't have her," Noelle quipped. Logan rolled his eyes; his sister shared their father's sense of humour and frankly, it was awful. "Can I let you into a secret?" she asked, pulling Logan into her side. There wasn’t time to answer before Noelle continued. "It wasn't easy for me either. But I got there and you will too. Just be honest with Hugo, and if he's an ass about it at least you know he's trash now rather than later."

"Thanks, Nolly," Logan said quietly, leaning his head on his sister's shoulder. "I think I'll talk to him. Or maybe I'll just show him my hockey reel, that's impressive." Noelle flicked her fingers against his leg and Logan scowled, rubbing at the spot.

"Try not falling off that board for once, that'll impress him," Noelle teased, inclining her head towards Logan's abandoned board.

"Or maybe, I'll just fall off and then get him to teach me." Logan retorted with a smirk, looking in the direction of the bowl that he had left earlier. He figured he should probably head back over there soon, he’d left before he could even really congratulate Hugo.

Noelle shook her head, laughing "God, you're such a Tremblay at times."

Logan heaved himself up, grabbing his board as he did. "Hey, you never did tell me what you decided on. You know...with your sexuality," his said, feeling his face heat up a little. Somewhere in the back of his brain, something told him he wasn't supposed to ask that, but the question had left his mouth before he'd really thought about it. "If you don't mind telling me."

Noelle looked up at him with a casual shrug, "I refuse to be defined by labels, I will date who I date and if people don't like it, well fuck them."

"Wow, okay," Logan raised an eyebrow. "That's a lot of anger in such a small person. Go skate it off."

"Alright, Mr 5 foot," Noelle scoffed, her expression softening before she continued. "I am

going to see if I can prise my board from Tasha's grip, but let me know if you want to go, yeah?"

"I just haven't hit my growth spurt yet," Logan reeled off his usual rebuttal to his sister's jibes about his height, but his mind was more focused on the latter words. "I'll be fine, promise," he smiled, even if he wasn't so convinced of the statement himself. He held Noelle's gaze for a beat longer, turning on his heel to head back to his friends

"Logan!" Hugo called loudly as he approached, the blond boy's eyes widening slightly when the loud sound left his mouth. "You're back," he added, at a more reasonable volume.

Logan smiled as he took a seat next to Hugo, "Yeah, sorry about that. Just had to sort some stuff.”

"No problem, just glad to have you back.”

Ibrahim faked a gag, and Logan shot him a glare. His friend mouthed something at him, but Logan couldn’t make out the words against the exaggerated movements of his lips. He turned his attention back to Hugo as he began to speak again. Ibrahim was probably only trying to chirp him anyway. "Hey, how's your Ollie going?"

Logan took a deep breath, trying not to think about his next words too much, "Yeah, I'm still practicing, actually. I was wondering if you could help me again? Somewhere," Logan looked around, "not here. I don't want to keep falling on my ass in front of everybody."

Logan swore he heard a low wolf whistle from one of the group, but when he glanced at them, everybody seemed to be engulfed in their own conversations. Ibrahim and Lydia's heads were close together, whispering conspiratorially in a way that was making Logan nervous.

"Yeah, I can help you," Hugo said, a goofy grin set on his face. "When do you want to do it?"

"Now?" Logan suggested, trying not to get distracted by the increasingly animated conversation beside him. Hugo must have noticed too, but he seemed unfazed.

"Oh? Now. Okay, Sure," Hugo nodded vigorously, brushing his hands through his hair. "We can do it now. I'm totally ready."

"Cool," Logan hummed, trying to appear nonchalant about the whole situation despite the uptick in his heart rate.

"Yeah, cool.”

Logan didn’t want to appear too eager so he waited for Hugo to stand first. Only it appeared Hugo had a similar idea bringing them to an impasse. Logan cringed internally, glad he currently had his back to Ibrahim because he could just imagine the mocking expression. He bolstered himself, letting his breath whistle through his teeth and laughed, hoping the noise sounded lighter than it did in his head. "Come on then," Logan said, rolling to his feet, offering his hand out. Hugo stared at it for so long, Logan was beginning to think perhaps he'd done something wrong. Then, Hugo slapped his own hand clumsily into it, pulling himself upright. Logan curled his fingers around the larger hand, holding onto it a second longer than necessary to help Hugo up. It was warm, slightly sweaty even, but Logan found himself wanting to test whether Hugo would keep their hands intertwined if he didn't let go. Still, a part of him was very aware of their current company, so Logan reluctantly pulled away.

As they walked away from the group, Logan braved a look behind him. Most of his friends quickly made to re-start their conversations, embarrassed to have been caught staring. However, the two he’d most suspected to lock eyes with had their heads down, fingers working furiously against their phone screens. Seconds later, Logan felt his phone vibrate. And then again, and again, and again.

Logan sighed, sending Hugo an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, let me just get this." He tugged his phone from his pocket, huffing when he saw the notification. Ibz created group 'Don't fuck this up Logan. He opened the chat, intending to mute it immediately, but curiosity got the better of him and he read through the messages quickly. Logan didn't have the third participant in his contacts so his phone just displayed the number, but if he wasn't already aware that it would be Lydia, the blunt tone of her messages would have given her away.

Ibz: His favourite colour is red!

Lydia: Why would that be helpful?

Lydia: Also, I think it might be green now ;)

Ibz: Lydia! That is not helpful! Logan, you can talk to him about hockey. He's been studying.

Lydia: That's true! He's kind of obsessed with dinosaurs too so try to work that into the conversation.

Logan worried at his lower lip, noticing that Hugo hadn't been inundated with messages. He could only surmise that Lydia and Ibz thought Logan was the only one of the pair that needed some extra help. He grumbled under his breath, typing out a reply with punishing taps against his screen.

Logan: Guys! Stop! I can handle this. Can you just stop meddling?

Lydia: If you say so. I am going to kick your ass if you hurt him though.

Ibz: Hey! That's harsh. Logan would never intentionally hurt Hugo.

Logan: Thanks Ibz! For the record, I'm muting this conversation now.

Logan smiled at how quickly Ibrahim had come to his defence, making a mental note to thank him in person later on. After following through with silencing his phone, he shoved the device back in his pocket, looking over at Hugo. He was sitting on his board, chin tucked against the palm on his hands, rocking slowly from side to side. He seemed content, but Logan still felt a little guilty about making him wait. "Sorry," Logan grimaced, "I'm all yours now. How about I show you what I'm doing, and you can correct me?"