Langa Playing Mitski in his Room Alone
Fics where Langa is grieving mostly. Or generally angsting.
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The question itself was usual. His classmates, the girls, and boys, of other classes, and even his teachers sometimes asked him about some of Langa’s particularities. They were best friends, after all. Reki always knew were Langa’s head was resting, or what could be going on in his mind. This time, however, he found himself coming up short.
What is Langa’s type?
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Or, Reki is very clueless and goes down a spiral of facing his own feelings for his very best friend.
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Renga Week 2021, Day 2: Rain
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Langa's body sagged at his touch, but he kept leaning against the wall. At this point, Reki was absolutely sure that something had gotten him thinking about his father. If the problem was anything else, he would have said so by now, and besides -- nothing else made Langa retreat inside himself like this.
"I just meant... there's nothing you can do. Nothing anyone can do," Langa said.
Reki's heart felt warm with the way Langa went out of his way to spare his ego, even when he was hurting, even when each word out of his mouth sounded like it exhausted him to say. "There's not nothing I can do," Reki said. Langa's eyes flickered curiously to him. "I know I can't... fix it, but... But I could... I dunno, hug you nonstop? Or just listen, or help take your mind off it, if you wanted."
Langa finally stood up straight again, his expression unreadable, but distinctly changed from the mask of apathy he'd been wearing all day. "'Take my mind off it,' huh?"
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29 Jul 2021
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i read this awhile ago and i happened to think about it again today, abt how sweet it was. then it happened to show up as I continue to Steadily Work My Way through all Renga fics. happy accidents
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there’s a hole in my soul (can you fill it?) by vitane
Fandoms: SK8 the Infinity (Anime)
20 May 2021
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Snowboarding feels bleak, meaningless and it’s the last thing Langa wants to think about now.
Everything changes, however, when Reki enters his cold world and Langa, in spite of himself, offers to teach him how to snowboard.
(Or, Langa is a pro-snowboarder, who’s dealing with grief, and Reki has just moved to Canada, carrying deep homesickness with himself. Together, they help each other heal their wounds.)
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i like how the sk8 fandom has collectively decided that Langa for sure listens to Mitski. Langa serving sad boy realness.... anyway this was rlly fucking good. A good examination of grief. And I also really liked that this fic touched on Langa's weak sense of self. That's something that has always bothered me about the canon and also fanfiction interpretations of Langa's character—Langa is often defined by how attached he is to Reki. I'm glad that he has other formative relationships in this fic. And not only that, but that he is also navigating his relationship to his hobby. The fact that, in canon, skating is only enjoyable because of Reki (and same w snowboarding)? Part of Langa's canonical arc is learning to enjoy skateboarding not for the thrill, not for the win, and not even for the rush of knowing Reki is watching, but instead for the fun of it. Reki's still an important part of that, but hopefully he no longer defines it completely—idk, I don't feel that it's very clear.
Which is why I appreciate fics like this, that acknowledge how unrealistic and also kind of concerning Langa's own expectations/feelings towards his hobby and towards Reki are. Idk if what I'm saying makes any sense.
I felt so sad when they didn't cuddle (sucker for cuddling descriptions, given that the only extended physical contact I engage in is with my cats) but anyway that's fine, bc this fic to me was less about the romance and more about Langa becoming a person again. I may not relate to the idea of defining oneself around another (I've always been more of a solo hobbyist, a hermit), I know what it's like to spend so much energy being sad that, when you come out of it, you panic because you no longer recognize who you are and what you like—seeing Langa go through it as well was comforting.
<3 This was really good.