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Is that a fucking eyeball 😨

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KAORU YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH-

Cherry Blossom from Sk8 The Infinity as a Mermaid

Been doodling Sk8 today. Cherry blossom my beloved>>>>

Where the fuck is the Joe to my cherry blossom. This is an issue that should be solved asap thank you very much

An interesting interaction with my 9 year old sister yesterday at the clothing store

Sister: *pokes my arm*

Me: "what?"

Sister: *points to a male mannequin with a particularly large chest*

Me: "what about it?"

Sister: "It looks like that Joe guy from your skateboarding anime you watch"

Me: "???"

Sister: "It has BOOBIES"

Me:

these two have been plaguing my brain for 4 months straight so i had to finally draw them together

heres a link to this piece on redbubble!

these two have been plaguing my brain for 4 months straight so i had to finally draw them together

When you get Injured while Skating | Sk8 the Infinity

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

Reki Kyan

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

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

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

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

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

Langa Hasegawa

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

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

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

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

Joe

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE

CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE