#and he's always surprised when Langa knows all the songs
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reki-of-the-valley · 3 years ago
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I don't think I can stress this enough but LANGA is the Disney kid of the two. He pretends he isn't, but he was the kid whose parents put on Disney movies in the car while they were going up to the mountains. He knows all the Disney songs and the lore and he's the one who is weirdly knowledgeable about the conspiracy theories.
It's not Reki. Reki is the one who got into Disney later, as a teen. Because as a kid, he didn't want to watch Princess movies with his little sister so he just. Skipped all the Disney out of pettiness
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xnchxntmxnt · 2 years ago
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ok, got it! so, firstly, congratulations. 🎉🥳 you're such an underrated writer and you're unbelievably talented. i hope i get to see you grow even more!
now, for the event, may i have, a fluffy renga x reader + Million Days (Acoustic) feat. Hoang & Claire Ridgely?
thanks in advance, take your time and take care.
thank you so much for the love i really appreciate it <3 and this song is so beautiful!! i love it a lot its on my playlist <3
Million Days
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Fandom: Sk8 The Infinity
Characters: Reki Kyan + Langa Hasegawa
Warnings: poly renga. lots of fluff n kisses
Notes: the self indulgence in this is insane ,,, guitarist reki my beloved
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You knew full well there were three things Reki Kyan loved more than life itself. 
1, skateboarding. 
2, you. 
3, your and his boyfriend, Langa Hasegawa. 
Not necessarily in that order. 
However, recently, he’d picked up a new hobby. For the last few months, whenever you visited, Koyomi sat and complained about how she was tired of hearing him slamming the strings of his guitar. 
As funny as it was listening to her complain, you were quite curious to hear how all this practice was coming along. Anytime you or Langa asked he brushed it off and changed the subject as fast as possible. You were sure he wasn’t hiding anything because he would talk about it once in a while, but he didn’t seem to want to play anything in front of either of you. You figured he was nervous—not many people could play in front of a crowd, even if it was only the two of you. 
Until today, at least. 
He invited you over a few days prior, saying he had some sort of surprise. So when you sat on his bed (Langa curled up and laying in your lap), you grinned as he pulled out his guitar. 
“You playing something, Reki?” Langa asked, picking up his head slightly. 
“Nah, im just gonna make you stare at me while i make no noise,” he said sarcastically, no real venom behind his words. 
You scoffed and blew him a kiss from across the room. “Whatcha playing, then? Anything we know?”
“Just something I found online a couple of weeks ago, nothing super special, I think it’s pretty.”
“Hey, don’t do that.” you cut in, shooting him a reassuring look. He had a nasty habit of playing down his interests, so you did all you could to make him feel as special as you and Langa both knew he was. “I’m sure it's great.”
He smiled but didn't say anything, fidgeting and tuning. “Koyomi hates when I do this too loud, it's funny. Gets all sorts of mad because she says it’s ‘the same boring crap over and over’.”
“I mean this in the nicest way possible: your sister is boring because i like your song.”
“Langa, im not playing anything. I’m just tuning.”
“Oh…” 
You laughed and kissed Langa’s head. “Idiot.”
He pouted at you, but you knew he wasn't upset. Hard to be upset when he looked so comfortable and you were playing with his hair. 
Reki fidgeted with his phone for a minute or so before turning back to the two of you. “You’re not allowed to judge, alright, because its not great.”
“Reki.”
“it’s not wonderful, but im proud og myself and i wanted to show you—”
“Reki.”
“What?”
You smiled at him. “I'm sure it’s amazing, babe.” Langa nodded, reaffirming your statement. “Just play. I won’t look right at you if that would make you less nervous.”
“That would help, actually.”
“Got it.”
You looked away, suddenly finding a very interesting pattern of glow-in-the-dark star stickers you’d seen a million times before. He fidgeted for a minute or two longer before he finally started playing. And then singing.
I don't do this often You caught me off guard All of my friends said you moved out west You tell me stories underneath sun sets Could it be more than just one night? Kiss in the cab ride Head turning left right Get a ticket for two To wherever you choose Drinking some red out of the blue
You weren’t sure if you’d ever heard him sing by himself. If he did, it was always with the radio, and he never cared how he sounded. Instead, now, he sounded nice. Not a perfect, angel-like voice but one that was warm and comforting. 
For only playing for a few months, he sounded good. And singing and playing at the same time was harder than doing one or the other, so you had to applaud him for that. 
Hey boy Trust my intuitions Always I'm not superstitious I got lucky Stole your heart And it was mine for the taking
He played through the end of the song, letting the strings ring out. Reki refused to look up at you—at first, at least. He set his guitar down and swiped out the app on his phone, before finally turning toward the two of you. 
“So…?’
You weren’t sure about Langa, but you knew you had a wide grin on his face. If you were smart before he started playing you would have recorded it and kept it for yourself (and maybe Langa) because the way he played it was a perfect song to fall asleep to. 
You held your hand out to him wordlessly, and when he sat next to the two of you on his bed, you grabbed his face and kissed him all over. “That was amazing, sweetheart! You're so talented.”
“Eh, i kinda screwed up my words in the—” 
Any other words were lost against your lips. When he started that, you found it was easier to shut him up and then reassure him. “It was wonderful. I mean it.”
He looked to langa for approval as well. He smiled at the two of you and kissed reki’s knuckles. “I really like your voice,” he said stretching upward for a kiss. 
He obliged, then laid his head on your shoulder. “I was so nervous to do that,” he sighed, burying his face in your arm. “You two are lucky i love you.”
“Yes, yes we are.”
“Love you too, red.”
“You guys are making me blush, stop it!”
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elysianslove · 4 years ago
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since you've done jjk and haikyuu, sk8 the infinity top5 prettiest moans? i feel like Langa is lowkey a pillow prince
this is my first official post for sk8 infinity and the way it’s a smut,,, pls. since i’ve never written for these boys before, i have to clarify that everyone here is aged up!! no one in this scenario is a minor!! also i’m not gonna include miya because he’s like, an actual kid. 
prettiest moans ranking haikyuu version, prettiest boys/girls moans ranking jjk version, haikyuu captains moans 
THE BOYS WITH THE PRETTIEST MOANS — sk8 infinity edition
alright here we go!! at number three, we have hasegawa langa. just the prettiest, airy, moans, little gasps and pants. he sounds so pretty, so cute. it’s like every touch and feel is a shock, a surprise to him. he flinches and jerks with every hover and ghost of your fingers, every feel of your mouth, your skin against his. he’s honestly relatively quiet, but in the most beautiful way. just pale skin dusted a dark red, deep, throaty, gasps and whines as if he’s holding back. he’s really not that’s truly how it is with him. and it’s the prettiest, prettiest ever when he moans right by your ear, like just as you’re riding him, he has his arms wrapped around you, holding you close to him, chests pressed to each other, and he’s moaning onto your skin, panting lightly and softly as you rock against him. everything about being with him is slow and languid and deep and passionate. you feel it all with him. 
number two we have cherry blossom, or otherwise, sakurayashiki kaoru. they are moans moans. somewhere in between loud and quiet, but so pretty and like, almost song-like? just picture his gorgeous hair, messy and sweaty, fringe stuck to his forehead, cheeks pink to slightly match his hair as he guides your head along his cock. and he’s heaving, moans somewhat deep, rumbling from his chest, just gasping heavily. he’s also very vocal words-wise, but little subtle words, like, “oh, don’t you do that so well?” and “open up for me, darling, mmm—hngh fuck.” when he’s fucking you, it’s also very passionate, and i don’t doubt he’s very teasing in bed. always has so much composure at the start, but once he gets into it, once he starts losing himself to the feel of you tightening around him, walls pulsating around his cock, milking him, he stops trying to speak as much and falls victim to simple sounds falling from his lips. just staggering moans and breathless cries. so beautiful. 
and number one is kiyan reki, for sure! he honestly reminds me a lot of yuuji from jujutsu kaisen at his core tbh, but there’s more to him and more to yuuji that separate them as people. but anyways, he is so, so enthusiastic when he’s in sexual situations with you. he’s almost a little shy to be honest, but it’s the sweetest kind of shy, the eager kind of shy. he’s all whines and gasps and groans and cries, in a way that screams he believes he’s in a dream. he always tries to draw it out for as long as he can, holding back on his orgasms whether you’re simple fucking or you’re sucking him off. and you can hear it, in his moans. strained, choked on cries and sobs, and hiccuping, staggering breaths, and heaving, loud, whiny yells and moans. he just loves to live in the moment, and he wants you to know it, wants you to know that he never feels better than with you. wants you to know how good you’re making him feel, how you’re the only one that can make him feel like this. lots of gasps that turn into yells, and moans that turn into shuddering sighs, and whines that turn into muffled cries. too gorgeous for his own good. 
— HONORARY MENTION: i wanted to include joe too, but i feel like he’s more of a groaner, deep grunts and gasps and pants with this wild grin on his face as he fucks into you hard and so, so fucking deep. i think he can prettily moan, but he wants to fluster you with how deep and gravely his voice and noises can get when he loses his inhibitions. and it always work, always works way too well. just deep grunts as he fucks you into the mattress, or heavenly groans as he fucks you standing against the wall, one wrist raised to restrain you against the wall with his big ass hand, his other hand steadying one of your legs up by your knee, and his grunts match with his thrusts. and he does that thing where he grabs the low hem of his shirt and bites down on it to keep it out of the way and it muffles his groans but barely. he’s just so incredibly hot to listen to. 
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pillow-anime-talk · 4 years ago
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dating them.
synopsis: Some sweet, funny and also crazy moments in your relationship.
# tags: headcanons; current relationships; romance; mild comedy; fluff; PDA; sfw
includes: gender neutral reader ft. reki kyan, langa hasegawa, miya chinen, kaoru sakurayashiki & kojirou nanjou {sk8}
author’s note: so... i’m just in love with this anime...
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— REKI
↘ He’s such a precious boy who cheers you up in the blink of an eye; I think he has an extra sense, so he knows when you feel worse than usual or when you are in even the slightest pain (for example, you bumped your elbow or you haven’t eaten breakfast before ‘cause you missed your alarm clock and therefore you have a stomachache).
↘ Reki is a supportive lover; whether you are passionate about singing, learning languages, reading manga, sewing mascots or painting, a seventeen-year-old will always be right next to you to praise what you do or the way you look. He will notice every, even stupid detail about you and mention it immediately when you’re going to hang out. He’s definitely your fan and doesn’t hide it. Additionally, if you introduce him to what you love, he will also get interested in it in a way and then he will come to you to show off what he has done like a sketch of the two of you or an opinion about the anime you recommended him three days ago.
↘ The boy is really devoted to you and loves physical contact; grabbing a hand, kissing on the cheek or forehead, cute texts in the morning it’s something totally normal for the two of you. I also think that Reki could melt if you run your fingers through his soft hair or make small braids for him, decorating his head with a few colored hairpins or hairbands.
↘ If you know how to skateboarding, he will be delighted and your dates will mostly be about riding together or learning new tricks. Plus, it’s another thing Reki loves about you and wow. He’s even bigger fanboy than before!
↘ However, if you have never ridden or even tried to do it, it doesn’t matter. A teen will be happy to be able to offer you some private lessons if you wish. Again, red-haired adores physical contact, so holding your hands/waist while you stand on his beloved skateboard will be a dream come true for him.
↘ He always has ticket for you, so you make a new banner for each race to support him. Hit me, but I’m 120% sure that after race (whether he won or lost it) he takes your pretty banners and hides them in this special box that has its place on his bedroom closet.
↘ Overall, Reki is a boy who fits to the definition of high school, first love.
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— LANGA
↘ Your relationship is a bit more peaceful, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a bit of humor or abstraction.
↘ Langa loves your company so, so, so badly; Reki is quite hot-tempered and is literally everywhere, so when the two of you hang out together after school or at the weekend, blue-haired feels that he can breathe and relax every muscle in his body. You’re his comfort person, and your room is a safe place without fear and noise.
↘ He also enjoys physical contact, but much more prefers to show affection in private, for example in your home or in his own bedroom.
↘ His favorite type of PDA is cuddling; he prefers to be a big spoon and hug you from behind, but he has no problem hugging against your chest or warm stomach, especially when he feels down because of school or racing.
↘ I have a strange feeling that Langa is the type of romantic who would make an amazing Spotify playlist for the two of you so you could listen to the songs, cuddling each other in the bed.
↘ If you can skateboard that’s great! For sure you, Langa and Reki will be a good trio that will meet often in the skate park or in ‘S’. I’m also pretty sure he’ll cheer for you, but at the same time he’ll be very cute with it and definitely more calm than his bestie. For example, if you do a trick... you’ll get a quick kiss on the nose or Langa will buy you your favorite drink. He definitely likes to pamper you.
↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard but you really want to start skateboarding to share your lover’s passion... Well, he will definitely give you a short (long) monologue about how dangerous it is, and you need to be careful – because he knows best of all how a fall on butt or face hurts.
↘ He always keeps a tiny set of colored plasters in his jacket or pants pocket to take care of you in the case of an unexpected accident, as Reki used to care for him.
↘ He’s a good teacher, but he will definitely need to calm his emotions, because sometimes instead of showing you how to slide down the railing, he will suggest something more down-to-earth, like going to the cinema to watch the movie you mentioned three days ago.
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— MIYA
↘ Ahh, my precious smol baby.
↘ You are Miya’s first partner, so he still thinks that he’s not good enough for you, although you always reassure him with a light peck on the nose that he’s the best thing that has happened to you and that you’re very glad that you can be with him in every good and bad moment.
↘ The teenager is terribly shy about any physical contact outside, so if you aren’t at home, don’t expect a ton of hugs or kisses from him. He much prefers when you two are alone – then he doesn’t feel overwhelmed by the gazes of other people, especially other skaters who like to make fun of him. 
↘ I swear I’ll bite and beat them all...
↘ Miya is a delicate soul and he really likes to feel that someone look after him, so in a relationship he definitely prefers when you cares for him. For example; just touch his soft hair, ask about his well-being or when he will have a race and a huge smile will appear on his face.
↘ I think if he feels that you are the only one for him... Maybe he will lend you his favorite hoodie with cat ears and tail? He’ll be overjoyed to see that you feel good in it. You look extremely cute, but he’ll never admit it. 
↘ It smells like him, like wet earth and a hint of sweet perfume, and although it’s a strange combination, it feels really beautiful, downright safe and homey.
↘ For the next holiday (your birthday, your anniversary, Valentine’s Day or Christmas), he will give you a sweatshirt that matches to his own. It will be in your favorite color and will also have an animal accessory, not necessarily catish, because if you prefer dogs, rabbits or cows... You know, there are many options.
↘ If you know how to skateboard, he will be really calm and will feel that finally someone will want to spend time with him, training and riding together; not like in childhood when everyone turned away from him. He will definitely be moved when you grab his smooth hand and offer a long ride in the park. He definitely loves praise, so give him praise every now and then when he does a nice trick. He will also compliment you more than once and even give you a kiss on the cheek (of course if nobody is watching!). He’s not good at words, but he tries!
↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard... He may be a bit skeptical, but naturally he’ll agree to a few lessons in front of your or his house. Of course you originally just wanted to be close to him and hold his hand more often than usual, but it turned out to be pretty fun! Now, training is your typical dates.
↘ Miya is a sweet boy and although he may not look like that, he’s really protective, often jealous and always puts you at first place.
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— KAORU
↘ This beautiful man, this angel-looking ideal, this ahhhh... Being in a relationship with him is pure pleasure and daily healing for the soul.
↘ He’s a calm, understanding and loving partner. I think he’s a bit old fashioned but that only adds much more charm to his person.
↘ He often calls you his ‘dearest’, ‘darling’ or ‘sweetheart’, isn’t that cute?
↘ You two don’t go out on dates too often, but I think Kaoru loves to spend time at home, having tea or on the couch while one of you is reading a book and the other is listening to music or just sleeping. He definitely doesn’t look like that, but he loves PDA/cuddling and is the best at it!
↘ He also likes it when you suggest learning calligraphy together. He never forced you to do this, but when he first heard that you would like to meet one of his passions, he was really happy and immediately showed you how to write with ink on the special paper he had in his flat. Obviously, more than once you ask him to write a simple letter or word, because you just love his handwriting and how focused he seems. He’s really hot then, I swear to god!
↘ You love his long hair and are always eager to give him a new, nice hairstyle; normal braid or fishtail braid. Maybe a bun or a ponytail with a few hairpins? He loves everything you do on him. In addition, the gentle head massage you give him each time is the most soothing thing in the world for him.
↘ If you know how to skating... He’s really surprised, but that doesn’t mean he’s unhappy or angry. He wants to see what you can do right away and you will surely feel a sweet kiss on your forehead more than once when the trick will be good or even better than you both thought. He’s a supportive boy, but doesn’t show it as vehemently as Reki, for example; he prefers to smile at you or clap softly.
↘ If you don’t know how to skate yet, but you asked him to teach you how to even stand on it... I imagine Kaoru going pale and trying to distract you from this idea because, as an experienced skater, he’s afraid that you will hurt yourself like any beginner. But your big eyes and ruddy cheeks are his weaknesses, so he’ll trust both you and Carla and help you keep your balance on his beloved, black-violet board. Reward him later with quick kisses or give him his favorites, okay?
↘ To sum up, Kaoru is a good and honest lover. He definitely loves your company and won’t mind spending his free time seriously and frivolously with you.
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— KOJIROU
↘ This guy is the definition of the sentence ‘Through the stomach to the heart’. Any objections? No. So let’s gooooo!
↘ Kojirou is a PERFECT second half. Both in character and appearance. If he fall in love with someone seriously, and it will be you, then know that he’ll care for you like about a member of the royal family; breakfasts in bed, an Italian supper, the perfect choice of wine for a chicken or steak are things that have become a sweet daily thing for you at some point.
↘ He loves to show you affection and absolutely has no problem doing it in public, even when he’s working or when you two are in a tight crowd on the train or in the ‘S’ before his race. He will kiss you hard on the lips, grab your skin on your butt or hug your waist. It’s just that everyone needs to know that you belong to him. He’s just as clingy as Reki, and sometimes even worse and bolder.
↘ Of course he has cute side; he likes to lie on the bed or the sofa with you on his chest. He loves being between your thighs and sleep there. He definitely has a weak point in that when you you run your finger on his tattoo or cook dinner with him, throwing ingredients at him and laughing out loud.
↘ Another romantic who uses thousands of pet names (like babey, cutie, doll, pumpkin, kitten). Plus, he loves to dance with you in the kitchen and steal a few kisses here and there. Also, if you aren’t looking, he likes to surprise you with a big, bear hug.
↘ I think he’s a bit impatient, so he doesn’t like to sit at home and prefers dates in crazy places (such as an amusement park, swimming pool, karaoke bar) – it’s his favorite way of spending your time together. As a gentleman, he always pays for you, unless you go faster and bring your ATM card to the card reader as first. But don’t be surprised when Kojirou will just buy you cotton candy or popcorn shortly afterwards.
↘ If you know how to skateboard, he’s as excited as a kid and will definitely offer you a date at the skate park. Naturally, he wants to show off to others what a super cool partner he has, but he also wants others to know that you’re here together to kick everyone’s asses with your abilities. You’re definitely a powerful couple and you have the matching necklaces!
↘ But if you don’t know how to skating then... well, well, well. Just be prepared that one day (without even asking for it) you’ll stand on his beloved board and he will grab your hips, smiling silly. He enjoy skin ship so this guy feels utopian when he can be near you. He definitely won’t spare you compliments, long pecks, and smack your butt when you do something great, so you have to get used to it... and it’s going to be a long training session, so good luck, my friend.
↘ He’s a funny guy, but he’ll never cross your limits, so don’t worry about that. However, he will always find a topic for conversation or a joke to relax the atmosphere or cheer you up. You will never be bored with him.
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emmiewtf · 3 years ago
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renga fic recs to help fill the void<3
the momentary space that we call now by beecalm: The park beside the sea is haunted. It takes Langa two weeks of skateboarding lessons to realise this. chapters: 2/2 words: 21.8k
But Not Shattered by MermaidMarie: Oka takes Reki to the hospital after finding him beaten up in an alleyway. (canon divergent from ep10) chapters: 12/12 words: 65.7k
I Know You (better than you know yourself) by SpeedOfSnake:  After a skating accident, Langa loses some of his memories. All Reki wants is to restore their previous friendship, but wonders if has the right back into his life when it was his fault that Langa got hurt. chapters: 12/12 words: 64.5k
there’s a hole in my soul (can you fill it?) by vitane: Langa is a pro-snowboarder who’s dealing with grief. Reki has just moved to Canada carrying deep homesickness with himself. Together, they help each other heal their wounds. chapters: 11/11 words: 58.9k
he was a skater boy, he said—no, you know what, no, we're not calling it that by arahir: Everyone knows Reki and Langa are dating. Everyone except Reki, that is. chapters: 2/2 words: 8.1k
to build a home by thankskelley: The king, Langa’s father, died a year ago. It makes sense to form alliances. It makes sense to strengthen those alliances with marriage. Maybe it’s wrong for Langa to be so apathetic about his own wedding, but he can’t find it in himself to care. Reki is trying his hardest to be the prince his country deserves, to be the heir his mother can rely on. It’s difficult, however, when everything he does is so far from good enough. He’s also getting married, which is kind of a big deal. He can’t wait to meet the guy. chapters: 6/7 words: 61.7k
training wheels by mayflymusic:  After discovering that Langa never learned to ride a bike, Reki takes it upon himself to try and teach him. It...doesn't go well. chapters: 4/4 words: 9.7k
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I've Got A Piece of Your Heart (But I Want the Whole Damn Thing) by Jenanigans1207: Reki asks Langa to translate the English writing of his soulmate and is left to wonder why, exactly, Langa turns so incredibly red as he does exactly that. chapters: 4/4 words: 29.8k
let go, take flight by babybluebells, maranch:  Happiness comes in many different forms. Reki and Langa find their own, in their figure skating and maybe, just maybe, in each other. chapters: 5/? words: 37.7k
if you kiss me, will it be just like i dreamed it? by sk8ingfrogs (cursedhazel):  Reki writes down everything he wants to do after graduation but doesn't quite remember putting "fall in love with your best friend" on the list. chapters: 1/1 words: 10k
read in between the lines by minfresh: The love letter is two sentences long. There isn’t even a Dear Langa, that’s how short it is. It covers approximately 10% of the paper’s surface area. The sentences get straight to the point. I have a crush on you. Isn’t that awful? It’s written in striking red, in an almost illegible handwriting. There’s no signature. For the first time in Langa’s life, he cares about a love confession. chapters: 1/1 words: 6.7k
Secret Admirers for Dummies: A Canadian's Guide to Falling in Love by discokonomi: Reki gets a secret admirer. Langa pines, wonders, comes to a realization, and stumbles into love. chapters: 1/1 words: 6.2k
Not Another Song By Avril Lavigne by alpha_hydra: Someone likes Reki, but they wish there was one tiny thing different about him. Surprisingly, Langa is the only one other than Reki who has a problem with this. Now with added love letters, confessions, bisexual crises, and dubious skateboarding knowledge. chapters: 3/3 words: 13.7k
Looking for You by IetjeSiobhan:  It is there, looking, for all intents and purposes, as if it’s been there forever: a snowboard, beautiful and delicate and in the prettiest shade of pastel blue. (soulmark au) chapters: 1/1 words: 3.4k
Pick Me Up by Venxvon:  When Reki asks Langa if he was going to carry him back, he means it as a joke. Langa, on the other hand, absolutely does not. (post ep11) chapters: 1/1 words: 3.9k
Double-edged by realfakedoors: Hasegawa Langa, a young noble with an unreasonable amount of responsibility about to be dropped into his lap following the death of his father, takes a season away from the northern province he's called home. He travels with his mother to Solaris, the kingdom's capitol and her homeland--it will do them good, she said. (She forgot to mention the part where they got ambushed by highwaymen on the way there.) Enter Kyan Reki, an apprentice blacksmith, who is just fulfilling a stupid errand for stupid Shadow, since he technically beat Reki in their last match at S. He ends up involving himself in the lives of some northern nobles, and before he knows it, he's thrust into a world of nobility and politics that might prove to be much more dangerous than any swordfighting could ever be. chapters: 3/? words: 18.2k
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k-eudia · 4 years ago
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I have like zero ideas but I need to think about renga bc life is not a vibe rn
Anyway
I think it's a widely accepted headcanon that langa steals reki's hoodies. Imagine him in the purple hoodie with the purple converse.
Langa with reki's headband.
Reki knows how much langa loves food so he looks for nice places to eat at, like different types of restaurants (cuisine from all around the world) for their dates.
The idea of them going to canada and langa teaching reki snowboarding lives in my head rent free. Reki complains about how cold it is all the time so when they get back to the house langa wraps reki in a warm blanket and then laughs at how cute and ridiculous he looks and reki pouts. But the blanket smells like langa so he secretly loves having it around him. Alternatively, langa holds reki's hands between his palms to warm them up.
They often stay out at the skatepark until it's really late at night and it's just the two of them and after they get tired they just lie down to the ground and stargaze until one of them gets sleepy so the other says they should go home
Mechanic star reki decides to make them tiny matching skateboard keychains. Reki has langa's board on his backpack and langa has reki's
Miya tells reki about how langa was like 'have you seen reki' at s when he wasn't there for hours and days, ignoring everyone else just to make fun of him. In turn shadow says something like 'as if you didn't want to run to him and make sure he was okay because you missed him so much' and miya retorts with 'stfu you missed him too Mr 'things are off balance without him' and so miya and shadow start fighting while reki turns to an embarrassed langa to ask if he really was looking for him all night long and langa tells him he was, of course he was, everything around him felt meaningless without reki
Ppl like to think of langa as some cool prince but it quickly spreads in school that he's just as much of a dumbass as reki. They never pay attention during class because they're watching skating videos or they're secretly texting or passing notes and ofc always get caught so their classmates start to call them 'two halves of a whole idiot'. And then the whole school. Especially when they see them running from teachers for skating inside the school building
Reki goes over to langa's place and while langa is in the bathroom or something, his mom meets reki and she tells reki how she's really grateful for him bc for the first time since langa's dad died, langa found something he could enjoy just as much as snowboarding. He was smiling and going out a lot and sometimes he was rambling about skateboarding and about how amazing reki is for hours and she was so scared he'd close off completely but he didn't thanks to reki. Reki says that he's the once who's grateful for langa, for having a friend like him who shares reki's passion and happiness. Who understands him.
Once reki and langa are in langa's room, reki hugs him tightly and langa asks why, surprised and reki says it's just because he's glad they're friends. He also tells langa that his mom is the nicest woman he's ever met but doesn't explain why.
They try to have study dates at a café or smth but obviously it doesn't work at all because they always start talking about something else and forget about their homework.
Hey langa, you've seen that new video on yt that's recently blown up, it's about a person doing some insane trick. I've never seen anything like that before.
No reki but I'll check it out once we've fin-
Oh look it's already opened on my phone, let's watch it now
Okay, I suppose we can have a short break
And they watch it and look at eachother and without another word start packing up and going to the skatepark
Langa sends reki cheesy love songs in an attempt to flirt but it flies right over reki's head. He's always like 'haha that's a catchy song langa, you have a nice taste in music' and langa internally screams 'my taste in music is your face'. He's close to actually screaming it at reki
Langa has definitely done that thing where someone asks anything literally anything and langa without missing a beat goes 'reki. ... Wait what was the question?'
'hey langa what type of weather is your favourite?' 'reki. ... Wait what was the question?'
One time someone was dumb enough to try and flirt with langa. They left after like five minutes bc langa couldn't shut up about how amazing reki is. Langa has this power where he can transform any type of conversation into a convo about skateboarding and with that reki
Reki ruffles langa's hair but get this: langa wakes up with terrible bed hair and reki combs it out for him
Back to that purple hoodie stuff. Langa permanently stole it and one day his mom notices it while washing the clothes and asks langa about it and he says some dumb shit like 'it's my emotional support hoodie' 'okay dear but where did you get it?' 'from my emotional support bastard'
Imagine, just imagine it's corona time over there and it's pretty bad so they're in quarantine and that hoodie is the only thing keeping langa sane.
They're the type of dumbasses to fool around in a shopping cart at the parking lot of a grocery store. At first langa is hesitant to sit inside but then quickly gets a taste of that adrenaline and reki is behind him pushing the shopping cart smiling widely and langa thinks it's worth it for that smile alone
They fall and get tangled up and injured and langa says reki is a dumbass and reki says they're both dumbasses and they kiss.
They build sandcastles at the beach with miya. Miya at first says he won't bc it's childish but then sees that reki and langa don't care about what's childish and what's not so he joins but says it's only because 'i can make a better castle than y'all anyways, guess i have to prove it'
Reki helps langa practice his writing and tells him to write anything, first thing that comes to mind and langa writes smth like 'i really like you' and once again it flies right over reki's head. He's like 'hmm yeah so it could help if you tried to...' and langa's like ffs
Boardgame nights with reki's family. Bonus point: they invite nanako too
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kaeyasstarlight · 4 years ago
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Music In The Air(Cherry x Gender Neutral! Reader)
Request: “hello!! i would like a scenario for cherry or langa having a s/o who knows how to play musical instruments ( piano, bass etc ) and likes to collect albums and vinyls that's all thank you and have a nice day/night!!”
A.N: I hope this will be ok and it’s my first request so, I’m so happy!! Have a great day or night too!!
Genre:Fluff
Warnings:A little self doubt, but nothing more :)
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Third person POV:
It was a Friday evening. You were waiting for your boyfriend to come back from work. While you were waiting for that, you were playing on the piano your boyfriend installed in you two’s house. You were very passionate about music(mostly piano cause you knew how to play it) and for your 3 months anniversary, Cherry bought you a beautiful piano. He was always your biggest fan and always cheered you to continue your passion.
You were so lost in your music and toughts, that your didn’t hear your boyfriend enterring the house. When he heard the music coming from the living room, he walked slowly, so you wouldn’t stop playing. He leanned against the doorframe and closed his eyes to listen to you. When you finished your song, you hear clapping behind you.
“That was beautiful as always love.”
“Thank you Kaoru.”, you smiled at him.
“You know, I think you should play in front of a public someday. Everybody would love your music.”
“I don’t know... What if I failed?”
“If you think more about the positive aspects, it will go better than if you think about the negatives. Plus, I’m sure Joe would be happy to have you do the ambiance music in his restaurant. I could ask him.”
“You would?”
“Of course. I’ll ask him tonight at the race.”, he gave you a kiss on the cheek.
“Also, I have a surprise for you.”
He goes to the entry to go get a bag. He gives the bag to you and gives you an eye sign to open it. When you see the content you jump of joy. It was a vinyl of your favorite group that you didn’t had and the new album of your favorite singer. You had a collection of vinyls and albums since you were little and Cherry had made a pleasure to set you a space for your collection and help you grow it.
“OMG! Thank you so much! I l love it!”
“Your welcome love. Thank you for being in my life.”
You guys cuddled until it was time for Cherry to go to the race at “S”. You went with him and cheered for him the loudest you could. Oh! And by the way, Joe said yes for you to play and is excited to see your performance ;)
A.N: I hope this was ok and remember to take care of yourselves. I have started to take care more of myself lately and I feel way better. Remember you are valid and do what you love :)
Have a great day/night and see you soon! <3
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jenanigans1207 · 4 years ago
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Cheer For You |Renga|
Okay I had to start with the suggestion for Gold Rush and Renga by @transparentadvice because I’ve had this song on my own personal Renga playlist since the very beginning so it seemed like the right place to start! 
All of these TSwift inspired ficlets will also be up on Ao3 and instagram if that’s anyone’s cup of tea over Tumblr. And please, feel free to continue suggesting them to me! I plan to use them for warm ups/on days when I don’t have a lot of time to write/a break between other fics I’m working on! Otherwise, please enjoy where my brain goes when I listen to Gold Rush and think of Renga <3
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I don’t like a gold rush, gold rush
I don’t like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don’t like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you, everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
The first time Reki had taken Langa to S, everyone had stared at him, whispered about him, pointed him out.
Back then, it had been because he was a rookie who taped his feet to a skateboard and somehow won against Shadow. Back then it was because he was a newcomer, he was interesting and unusual. Back then, when they talked about him, they called him Rookie, they didn’t know anything about him— but they wanted to.
Now when Reki and Langa go to S, everyone greets Snow, claps him on the shoulder, asks him how he’s been. They say his name like they own it, like some part of Langa is theirs to lay claim to. When they go to S, it’s no longer Reki and Langa, it’s Snow and that redhead. Reki sees it, too, the way people completely gloss over his existence, the way they cut in between him and Langa for their chance to talk to Snow. Langa has become a celebrity at S, a coveted desire. Everyone wants to get to know him, to talk to him, to call him theirs. The girls fawn over him, batting their eyelashes and reaching out to touch him on the arm.
It makes Reki sick.
Because none of these people actually know Langa. This person they think they know, this version of Langa that has been made up entirely in their minds is not who Langa really is, and Reki is the only one who knows that. Reki is the only one who has put bandaids on Langa’s scraped up hands, the only one who was there the first time Langa nailed an ollie and his face lit up so brightly, Reki couldn’t even see the sun anymore. Reki was the one who was there for every milestone, every injury, even that near death experience before Langa had learned how to stop.
If anyone had a right to lay claim to Langa, it was Reki.
He wouldn’t, of course. Because Langa was his own person and nobody could actually claim him but also because they were best friends and Langa didn’t think of him that way. Langa had no problem thanking the people at S, or pausing to talk to them when they wanted some his time. He answered their questions in the same blasé way that he did most things, as if he didn’t realize exactly how much the other people were getting out of this.
And Reki— well, Reki just stepped aside, made room for these strangers and shoved his hands in his pockets while he waited for the conversations to end. Sometimes he wandered away to get a drink, or to hit the half pipe and try to work off some restless energy. But the more well known Langa became, the harder it became for Reki to get rid of that negative energy and the less he found that he wanted to touch his board at all.
Eventually he settled for just continuing on, just leaving Langa to his long line of adoring fans. He kept his board tucked under his arm as he crossed the rocky threshold, refusing to look over his shoulder at Langa and the girls who were currently pressing into his sides. He refused to acknowledge the sick feeling swirling in his stomach, refused to consider why there was pressure building behind his eyes. It’s not like it mattered, it’s not like this was any different than any other time they had come here. At some point, Reki just had to get used to it.
At some point, he had to recognize that Langa wasn’t just his best friend anymore, wasn’t just the person he—
At some point, Reki had to recognize that other people felt the same way for Langa. Worse than that, eventually Langa was going to return those feelings for one of those people. One of those pretty girls who were consistent and determined would surely find their way past the gates of his heart and suddenly they’d get to see all the sides of him that had been reserved for Reki only.
Just the thought alone makes Reki want to do something reckless.
He tells himself it’s because he wants everyone else to look at him the way they look at Langa, because he wants everyone else to see that he has talents, too. Deep in the darkest corners of his heart, he knows it’s because he wants Langa to stop looking at other people. He wants Langa to look at him again instead.
And really, he shouldn’t be surprised that everything in his life revolves around Langa like that. Everywhere they go, everything seems to revolve around Langa. From the new kid at school to the hot transfer student, from the rookie at S to the god of the track— Langa was at the center of everything in Reki’s life. And he was at the center of Reki’s heart, too, no matter how terrible of a situation that actually was.
Reki throws his board down at the starting line. He’s not up against anybody, there’s no official beefs running tonight. The track is simply open to everyone and Reki figures he can make do with that. He’d love to be running a beef instead, to have something else taking up that space in his mind that was currently occupied with thoughts of Langa leaving him behind, thoughts of Langa suddenly forgetting who he is and starting to simply think of him as that redhead, too. He knows Langa would never do it, but the mind is a fickle mistress and she likes to play games with Reki anyways.
With one push, Reki’s off. He plants his feet on the board and crouches low to get as much speed behind him as he can. Maybe he can outrun his daunting thoughts if he goes fast enough. It’s not likely to work, but there’s only one way to find out. Faces he pass blur as he goes by and whatever people are shouting at him has no meaning. He can’t make out their words and he doesn’t even try to, suspecting that he doesn’t want to hear what they have to say anyways.
The first corner comes into view and Reki’s going too fast. He knows he’s going too fast, knows that he won’t be able to make this without some serious luck— or a serious injury.
Cheering suddenly erupts around Reki and he hears the sound of a second set of wheels on the ground a moment before the sharpest part of the corner hits. Reki has no time to look, no time to pay attention to what’s going on as he shift his weight and tries his hardest to keep in contact with his board at all time. He turns, leans, his hand slides against the gravel on the ground to try and keep him upright— he’s almost there, he can see the straight away just ahead of him, can feel his board starting to level out under his feet. The board wobbles underneath him, his arm shakes as he leans onto his hand. He can feel his foot slipping towards the edge of the board and he's not sure he's going to make it. Each second feels like the board is getting further out from underneath him and his speed is still too much. He just needs to hold on, just keep his grip or else he's going to go tumbling and there was no good outcome if that happened.  Just a little bit more, just the tiniest bit—
He made it. The ground is flat beneath him and Reki is able to slide his foot back to the center of his board, pulling it closer to him again so he can try and go back upright. Reki straightens himself up on his board, breathing a sigh of relief as he tries to find his balance again. Another round of applause breaks out and Reki’s just about to wonder what it’s possibly for when he hears that second set of wheels again and a hand closes around his wrist.
Really, Reki doesn’t have to look to know that it’s Langa, but he does anyways. He looks because he’s always loved the way Langa looks when he’s skating the S track, the wind blowing the longer edges of his hair back, his eyes bright with pure enjoyment. He loves watching the determination on Langa's face, the natural way he moves on his board. There's something so intoxicating about it, Reki would gladly watch it every single night if he could. This time, though, there’s a frown pulling at the corner of Langa’s mouth as he tugs on Reki’s arm and starts to slow them both to a stop.
Reki doesn’t want to stop, he doesn’t want to let go of this feeling he has. Reki doesn't want to give his insecurities a chance to catch back up to him. But he does, running off the edge of the track and hopping off his board, taking a few stumbling steps as he does. “What?”
“That was reckless.” Langa says immediately, and he’s right up in front of Reki again, that frown deep. “You took that corner way too fast.”
“I’m fine.” Reki holds his arms out to either side as if to demonstrate his point. “Nothing to worry about.”
What he doesn't say is that Langa must've taken that corner nearly as fast to have caught up with Reki the way he did. What he doesn't say is that Langa shouldn't doubt his skills because the truth is that he doubts his own skills and he understands why Langa would, too.
“Reki.” Langa's expression is stern and entirely unamused. His cheeks are flushed a pale pink and it's not the usual color they turn when he's been racing. It's the color they turn in the rare instance that he's frustrated with something and in this case, it appears that he's frustrated with Reki.
With a sigh, Reki concedes Langa’s point, hoping to just get back on his board, to get away from this moment. “Okay, it was a bit fast. But I really am fine so it’s not a big deal.”
There’s a certain slant to Langa’s eyebrows that Reki can’t quite decipher and the fact that he’s not completely sure what Langa is going to say next makes him feel like his blood is freezing in his veins, Are they already shifting this far apart?
“You don’t need their approval,” Langa says and for Reki, it seems to come completely out of left field. Mostly because Reki had thought he'd been doing a better job hiding his thoughts, covering the way he was feeling.
He'd been trying his hardest to keep a straight face all these weeks, to act like nothing bothered him. Because there was no reason for Reki to put that burden on Langa, no reason for him to make Langa feel bad for things that were out of his control. What good could possibly come from Langa knowing that his popularity felt like needles under Reki's skin, stabbing away at his heart? Reki already knew the answer: nothing good could come from that.
“That’s not why I was doing it.” Reki answers, and it’s absolutely the truth. Even if he has no intention of elaborating on it any further, no intention of telling Langa that ultimately, what everyone else thinks of him doesn’t matter as long as Langa keeps looking at him. “Besides, you do reckless things all the time, you have no room to talk.”
Langa pauses for a second and then reaches out to grab Reki’s wrist again. “I was worried you’d get hurt.”
“I get hurt all the time.” Reki tries to dismiss immediately. He means it as something lighthearted to dispel the steadily growing tension but there’s enough truth to the statement that it catches in his throat as he says it and makes Langa’s frown deepen.
“If you get hurt, I can’t skate with you.”
The words strum a chord on Reki’s heart and he tries not to let it show. He swallows around the lump that’s quickly forming in his throat and tries to make his voice sound steadier than he feels. “So? You have plenty of other people to skate with. Everyone here would kill to skate against you.”
Reki feels the exact moment that Langa’s grip on his wrist tightens and he has a brief flash of panic that Langa is going to let him go, going to agree with what he’d just said and drop the issue. Langa doesn’t. Instead, he slides his hand down further, fingers ghosting over the sensitive skin right at the inside of Reki’s wrist, before he has his hand wrapped around Reki’s, squeezing it tightly.
“I don’t want to skate with them,” Langa says earnestly and there’s so much raw truth in his words, Reki is almost knocked off his feet. “I want to skate with you. It only matters if it’s you.”
“They cheer for you.” Reki stares down at their connected hands, the dam of emotions dangerously close to crumbling. He can already feel some of it beginning to leak.
“So?” Langa tugs on Reki’s hand so he stumbles a tiny step forwards. They’re almost chest to chest now, so close that Reki can practically feel Langa breathing. “I only cheer for you.”
That gets Reki to whip his head up, to search Langa’s blue eyes for some hidden meaning, for some way to explain that as anything other than the admission that it sounds like. He finds nothing,
“Langa—“
“Reki.” Langa’s hand shifts again so that his fingers are threaded between Reki’s and Reki finds that he’s holding his breath. “I don’t care what everyone else says or how wrong they are about your talent. It’s only fun if it’s with you.”
Reki huffs out a nervous laugh, glancing away from Langa’s eyes. “That almost sounds like a confession.”
“It is.”
The world slows to a stop around Reki as he slowly turns back to look up at Langa. Langa, who has always been by his side. Langa, who looks after him when he gets injured. Langa, who always finds his way back to Reki, no matter how many times the crowd tries to come between them. Langa, who has never left Reki behind, never picked anyone or anything over Reki.
The dawning realization is like the break of sun on a new day, casting light and chasing out shadows. All of the bitterness Reki had felt when he’d seen those girls flirting with Langa is gone, all of the insecurities he had about Langa wanting someone else have completely dissipated as he looks into Langa’s unsure expression and realizes that Langa has just bared his heart to Reki and is waiting for a response.
“I don’t care about what anyone else says, even though they’re right about your talent.” Reki replies slowly and he finally gets to watch as Langa’s frown turns into the barest hint of an exasperated smile. “It’s only fun if it’s with you.”
Langa leans the tiniest bit closer. “Is that a confession?”
“It is.” Reki breathes, finally holding Langa’s hand back, using that point of contact to drag Langa down into a kiss right there on the side of S where everyone could see.
He gets to feel the moment Langa’s exasperated smile turns into a full-fledged grin against his lips, gets to feel Langa huff out a quiet laugh as his other hand finds it’s way to Reki’s hoodie and drags him the last bit forward. And just like that, everything Reki has been worried about is completely gone, kissed away by Langa.
Everyone may want to know what it’s like to love Langa and be loved in return, but only Reki gets to.
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checkoutafrica · 4 years ago
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Langa Mavuso; Deezer’s Next Artist 2020 pt1
We know him as Langa Mavuso, one of the greatest voices to ever come out of South Africa. The Johannesburg-born Nkosinathi Nhlakanipho Mavuso, who emerged from under the wing of Black Coffee’s Soulistic label has broken new ground for South Africa’s musical masculinities and slowly but surely is taking over the world with his sound. Words cannot express to you how obsessed I am with Mavuso, I could literally listen to him all day, every day. There is just something so calming about his music, his voice. I honestly fall in love with him every time I hear one of his songs. It speaks volumes for me so it’s definitely no surprise that he is in the limelight as Deezer’s Next Artist of 2020. Langa is a man of love, power, purpose and pain, and I cannot wait to listen to debut album! I am literally counting down the days.
Love lost. Tell us more about the single.
So, I have to go back to when I first started writing the album, this was almost 3 years ago now and I was in between Capetown, Joburg and London. And when I was doing the sessions in London, I got to reflect a lot on myself as a person and just where I wanted to go and what I wanted the album to reflect. I was going through a terrible break up then but I was still healing from the pain of high school. We start playing cords in the studio and I see an organ, so we start playing the organ and you know, it’s got a really somber sound to it – almost prayerful, it just feels like a church kind of moment, and that took me back.
The last time I heard an organ like that was at my first love’s funeral, he died in my final year of high school and that organ sound took me back there, I think it had almost been 7 years since he passed and I literally went back to the first time that I found out he committed suicide. I was just broken, like really, imagine being 18 and that first love for you is gone. I sat that entire night just looking at the stars, I didn’t sleep a wink and my eyes in the morning were obviously puffy and red so when I started writing I thought about that night – “I’ve got scars in my eyes, I’ve been wrestling the stars. The sunless skies are way too vast” That night went on forever for me. “Exploding balls of gas. My heart still sings your jazz. Blue Rose Wright, that’s all you sang.” There’s a song by Liz Wright that he loved so much and that we sang together so much because we both enjoyed music.
In the moment of writing the song, for the first time, I didn’t feel grief but I was remembering him with joy in my heart and happiness about where we’d been and what we had shared. That’s what love lost is about for me, it’s about remembering a very painful moment but not being consumed by the grief or the pain of it but rather having it ignite memories that make you smile, that make you happy. “I still remember when we first met. It was September, never meant to last” because obviously he passed.
“Do you still remember when we first kissed? It was September, I never knew it like this. Sweetest kiss. It could not be undone. Lost love.” And you know that first love in high school is ridiculous. It’s so INTENSE. So yeah it’s about that. That’s what the song is about.
When can we expect the album?
So, the album will be out South African winter and for you guys, it’ll be summer. It should be out in the next few months, we were just sort of still putting everything together, pitching it to the right editors in South Africa and in London – trying to get the music as far as possible. The music is done and it just needed the right home to release it because I had gone independent so once I released the album I still wanted to give it the muscle to do well, so I was shopping around for a while, then I found my home at this label called platoon. They’re a label services company who have been AMAZING, who are supporting me with this project, so yeah that’s why it’s taken so long.
What sort of vibe can we expect for your upcoming album? What is the inspiration behind it?
It explores heartbreak. Right? At the beginning of the album you kind of walk into the heartbreak with me; my upset, my disappointment. That’s really more sad, more somber, more ballady – basically the music that I’m known for. Then when we get to the middle of the album where we introduce an almost new sound for me, one that the South African audience, or just my audience, in general, hasn’t seen me explore that much – which is a more urban, more RnB, a more upbeat tempo kinda sound. It sort of reflects my time, because the middle of the album is really how I lost myself after the heartbreak. I don’t know if you know this but have you ever gone through a heartbreak so bad that you rally your friends around and you just wanna go to the club and be lost in it? So that’s exactly what it is, in the middle I’m in the moment – I’m searching for love in all of the wrong places. I wanted it to sound like that morning drive after the club, the moment when I met someone that was totally wrong for me you know? And we close that kind of chapter off in the album so beautifully when I bump into an old friend of mine and we sort of talk about all these pretences that we do with one another in these spaces and online. I was going through one of the hardest times in my life but my Instagram was still POPPIN – I was in the club looking amazing just pretending to be fine and we really start the song off so beautifully by asking each other honest questions, I go, “Hey, old friend are you breathing well? Are you feeling swell” and she comes back asking me the same really genuine questions that you would only ever ask someone you’re really close to. Then at the end of the song we just go “but I can’t help but play pretend, so lets play pretend” That moment for me is a shift in the album, where I start to realise the importance of dealing with the pain and finding that closure and I kind of have a spiritual crippling song after that and all of the songs after that kind of start to reflect introspection, just understanding of my personal purpose and then we close off the album beautifully with love lost as the moment of closure of the first heartbreak that ever was.
So love lost is the end of the album and the moment of full maturity and everything before that is the journey of growth. Anyone who has heard Sunday blues to love lost or love six to love lost is going to hear that journey of okay, we’re dealing with the 23-year-old Langa here and as he grows he loses himself at 24 and then he gets to 25 and he’s able to make peace with this big thing that happened to him which also helps him make peace with all the love that he has ever lost.
So to summarise the album is about the end of Sunday blues, that relationship is over. My time with that person is completely done. I mean I get petty a little bit in the album and in the songs but that’s what we do as people. We’re young you know? So you kind of go off, like “yeah, I’m doing better now, I’m in a much better space” but deep down it’s the opposite. And I just wanted to reflect that, like I wanted to reflect that journey for me, I wanted to reflect what 20- year- olds go through like in that loss of what feels like a monumental love. You know that first heartbreak in your 20s, you’re just like “I’m never going to meet anyone again, this had to have been the one” And it’s like, honestly, you have an entire lifetime and there’s someone out there that can bring you happiness and joy. It really is just about realizing that there are more important things in this world than being in a romantic type of love. I just think we can share love with so many types of people in so many different ways but it’s also so important to go through that selfish phase of trying to learn to deal with that so that when it happens again you’re better and you can deal with it in a smarter and more mature way. So yeah that’s the album.
The album is your own personal journey, why did you choose to share it with us?
If I’m honest with you, I really struggle to write about anything else, except the things that I’ve been through and the things that I know or the things that are close to me. Even when I was thinking of that messy phase in my life, I thought about some of my friends that I had watched go through that you know? And I can only write about things that I KNOW in an authentic and truthful way and I think it is important that through my music I share my heart and I think that allows other people to be truthful with themselves as they listen to the songs but also, I always say that I really want people to feel something when I make music and the best way to do that for me is to tell the truth about my own life because it allows the next person to open themselves up to me, which is the music. I can’t see myself not telling my own truth, someone else’s story is theirs to tell and this one is mine.
So, your full name is Nkosinathi Nlhakanipho Mavuso, where did the name Langa come from?
Okay. So here we go. This is like the typical black kid story. I didn’t grow up with my dad, I grew up with my mom and she eventually married my stepdad when I was I think 2/3 years old and for a long time I just didn’t think that I fit in completely, as much as my stepdad’s family has always been amazing to me and has always shown me so much support and love, I never felt like I completely belonged. In the African context, your fathers family is who you are and that’s your identity and I wanted to find myself. The name for me was important, I’d used my moms name my whole life – I’d always go “my name is Nathi Mavuso but my surname is Langa.” (my dad’s surname is manga). When I started to create music, I was at a point in my life where my dad and I were working on a relationship and I started to connect with my fathers family and changing my surname didn’t feel right for me – my mum and her family have raised me and done so much for me. Mavuso is always who I’ve been and always who has carried me, so I thought “how do I honour both my parents in who I am and who I identify as?” So I thought the best way is to take my dads surname and use it as my name and my dad’s name is Langa. I literally went on my Instagram, my Facebook, my twitter and I was like “LANGA, LANGA, LANGA”
People who had known me for a long time were like where does Langa come from? And I was like Langa is actually who I am, that’s my father’s surname and it’s important for you to meet me in my wholeness because I am a product of both of these people, I carry their blood in me, I represent both families in everything that I do and in everything that I am. It was important for me to walk into the space of music and into the world completely just owning all parts of me without having to diminish one or giving another too much hope. So that’s what it was. It was for my parents.
Did you always know that you were going to become a singer/songwriter?
I started singing when I was really young – in primary school, I discovered my voice and I was like “YES, cool you can sing!” And I wasn’t the coolest kid or the most popular kid. I finally had something that made me special, you know? And that’s what it was for me, I loved how this thing allowed me to be received by people, it made me worthy in some type of way, of love and that became very dangerous for me at some point – it’s not okay to only feel value from people because of a talent that you possess.
There were also moments of not being sure whether I still wanted to be a singer because I wanted to be liked and supported and felt worthy because of being Nathi. But I did love music for a very long time, I always wanted to sing, I just had my phases of wanting to sing and not wanting to sing, wanting to sing than not wanting to sing. But when I was at Rhodes studying politics and economics in my first year, I completely realised I was in the wrong place, doing the wrong thing and it was important for me to live completely in my purpose and in what I had been called to do, so I left Rhodes and went to UCT to go study Jazz music, and I didn’t necessarily go study jazz because I felt you had to study music to become a musician but I wanted to fulfil the varsity thing for my parents and do what I love at the same time.
I mean, it’s the one career I have always wanted to do but I have switched careers many times. In my head at some point I wanted to be a diplomat, then a lawyer, but I think everything that I have always wanted to be involved writing and interacting with people or representing the stories of people. Music was always going to be it for me though.
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