#sorry for the guilty gear song lol
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My fangs are so long
My nails are sharper than ice
That is me
I wonder what that will prove?
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Hello everyone I need to be insane Abt Asuka NOW!!!! Warning for anyone who cares Abt it I guess this post is gonna have guilty Gear spoilers? I doubt people who see this are gonna care but better to be safe than sorry.
But also hey what if I overanalyzed the lyrics of the Guilty Gear theme for Asuka, The Gravity? Haha, just kidding.......
........Unless?
Read more just in case it becomes long lol
Anyways I've been listening to the Circle on loop and there's obviously a LOT of symbolism, it's guilty gear, but there's a very specific set of lyrics that's making me feel like an insane madman (or thatman.)
So I wanna go over each lyric MOSTLY one by one kind of. And now I will immediately be inconsistent.
Find it, find it
Something unseen
Play back the history, answers within
I think this part is so so important bc I think it shows how Asuka doesn't only choose to never leave the past, but ACTIVELY chooses to stay in the past. It's only MAYBE at the end of strive where he thinks somewhat about the future of himself and the people around him. And even then, he continues to run from his consequences, and the truth of how everything is now. And so, he looks into the past, to find the answers he needs for the present. He thinks about Fredrick, he thinks about Aria- but in the end he doesn't think about Sol Badguy, or Jack-O Valentine. He looks into the past and can only think about his sins, and how he needs to persecute himself to "repent"- when it never was the answer. This isn't to deny he's changing- he absolutely is. But timeline wise? It's only recent. While Sol and Aria's soul (and the fragments we see chars become from her soul) have been changing CONSTANTLY. They've never stopped changing.
And I think it makes something very, very interesting. Where somewhat recent, Sol decided to not look too far into the past, while also being blinded by it. He didn't think of the future, because he- at least in my opinion which is a whole other post- didn't plan to be in a future after his original goal of destroying all gears. Asuka wants the past to be the past again, and Sol wants the past to be destroyed in something similar to a blazing glory.
And Aria? She's like a god damn anchor. She doesn't want to look at the past. She doesn't want it, knowing what has happened. She looks toward the future, and she stands in the present, and she decides she refuses to let the cycle continue. She knows this present and this future isn't her own- she was never supposed to be this far. And so, as she refuses to overwrite Jack-O, she decides one thing, her own choice for herself- this isn't her world. It's Jack-O's. She already had her own time, and she's not going to rip it away like it was ripped away from her.
Does existence have a meaning?
This one is extra interesting to me, as it's eventually followed up by "Does meaning have (a) meaning?" And I think it kind of shows the way Asuka thinks. He over thinks everything, but not the things in the now. He thinks until the definition of things are ripped apart- and on the way he questions his own existence. He questions if all of this was meant to happen. If what he did to Fredrick, to Aria, was truly an act of himself or an act of fate.
And maybe this is me overanalyzing in the "analyze everything" game series, but I think it's in a way shown that Asuka in this song and some parts in general finds fate to be something horrifying. One of the hardest things he has trouble understanding is something out of his control, something that doesn't fit his visual, even if the visual is caring. He couldn't understand why Aria would choose to eventually die than be cryo frozen into a cure, after all. He just... Can't understand it, when isn't the essence of humanity to survive? To live? When he wants to help the people he cares about most? When he loves them, god he loves them, so why would they choose to the "obvious answer" to continue being alive? To continue existence and love and care?
And so he rips down meaning after meaning to do what he can to understand definition and not person, because he doesn't know how.
The reality of truth, the reality of truth
what should we accept?
Reality of truth, reality
This. Makes me fucking insane.
Because it's a part of Asuka, understanding he needs to accept the present. The reality of truth- that Sol isn't Fredrick, and Jack-O isn't Aria. The reality that Sol isn't just gonna be buddy buddy with him again like old times, nor is Aria coming back. That everything has changed, and he barely has. And he can't help but wonder, if he should accept it. If he should accept the now instead of his original goal of making the past real again. He isn't sure, and after the events of Strive ESPECIALLY not sure at all. And it kind of scares him, I think. He fears change so badly, after all.
As the Universe turned black
Okay here's the part that led to me making this post at like seven am. I think the "Universe" turning black is a part of the next lyric, but also its own type of thing. He almost ended humanity. Even if for the people he loves and cares about, even if outside forces were involved- He still almost ended humanity.
And I think this shows how hopeless he felt, witnessing the Crusades. Watching as he knew that was Aria, that was fucking Aria, in Justice. Even if it was a mixture of things, it was still her! It was still her!!!!! And he fucked everything up. And he knows this so god damn well, especially as he witnesses Sol bring her down.
Did the Sun ever defy fate?
This one is connected to the above part, yes. It shows Asuka's fear of fate, shows how he believes it to be inescapable and world ending. After all, when the Sun goes out, so does the world. And when the sun is gone, only black will fill the stars, without the light of the Sun.
But not only that: It's also about Sol.
It's about how Sol, with the Flame of Corruption within, who tries to burn the past and present- and with every attempt, everything traces back to Sol as well, and he's the one to stop it because it's in his way. How Asuka sees what Sol does now as an inescapable path of horrifying, world ending fate. And how Asuka has felt for so long it was his own fate to be killed by Sol.
Beyond it all, do you recognize me?
THE BIG INSANITY INDUCER EVERYONE. MY GOD. I THINK ABOUT THIS ALL THE TIME.
It's so. Clear as day. It's how Asuka hadn't confronted Sol because he was scared of losing his friends. How Asuka runs away and away and away. How Asuka wonders, I must be so different now. He must not recognize me anymore. How in one of the dialogue things as vs Sol, he says Sol is the one who hasn't changed. And when Sol replies that he's one to talk? It just makes me crazy. Because Asuka sees himself as someone who has changed so god damn much, when he hasn't. He simply hasn't. And he continues the cycle, to fulfill his want for knowledge and understanding of this world and universe. He continues, over and over, and admits it to himself: he's not different. He's so recognizable to the point it's horrifying. He has the hair from the past. He has the demeanor, everything. Meanwhile, Sol has changed so much he could be considered near unrecognizable.
And, in the end, even if he's starting to finally face the present? He wants everything back. He wants Fredrick back. He wants Aria back. He wants it to be the same again, and he wants Sol to recognize him as his friend, not the person who caused him so much despair and pain. He doesn't want Sol. He wants Fredrick. He wants Fredrick.
And, with the backing vocals? The "the wings, the wings, Gravity"? The sun burns Asuka's wings every time, and makes him fall. And he continues to fly again and again, to continue the cycle he made for himself.
So in conclusion. This guy is so fucked up and I think about him a lot.
#guilty gear#guilty gear strive#asuka r kreutz#sol badguy#Fredrick#Aria#jack o valentine#I FORGOT LAST NAMES FOR ARIA AND FRED NAUUUURRR#long post#gif
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55 & 77 for the Spotify thingy :-)
haaaaaaaaaiiii okay lets see here:
55 - Stolz (Guilty Gear Xrd)
wow. i was just talking about this earlier. LOL !!! i have no idea how this song got so high. its honestly my least favorite of the xrd newcomer themes. but its not a bad song !! but somehow i happened to listen to it a lot at a certain point. i guess its growing on me haha. its honestly pretty good now that i look back on it!!
77 - Liquor Bar & Drunkard (Guilty Gear XX)
yaaaaaaayy johnny <3 yeah i like this song quite a bit. its also the next track in the album after literally my favorite song in guilty gear so i get to listen to it often even on accident. it rocks, its cool, i said this about axl's theme but yeha this is such a johnny song gehfehfs. im sorry im pretty tired so idk wha else to say except i like it !!!!
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I'm in like month 4 of knowing about guilty gear and I'm not the most well versed in the story, I pretty much know the bare bones stuff, but when I say your gear posts have been significantly impacting how I think about the characters + themes in the best way possible and have made me excited all over again to experience more of guilty gear I mean it thank you for sharing this is so serious to me I love storytelling
aaaaah thank you that's really nice! I think the story of Guilty Gear is really really good and it's one of those things that you can experience and have it resonate with you so deeply that you feel seen and think "it's all gonna be ok" and that's why I love it very much.
Also worry not - I wouldn't consider myself that well-versed either there is A Lot LOL. I actually hesitate to go back and review Xrd and Strive's story because I KNOW I wouldn't be able to behave; there's always gonna be more to see and dive into because all of these characters are so dense and complicated. Hell, I haven't even REALLY gotten deep into the drama CDs or other side material like the mangas and such - I just know bits and bobs cause of wikidiving (cannot stress enough how good the new Gear wiki is for that it's very well organized and well written).
I'm actually not a very passionate or ambitious person normally - the day I discovered the depth of Guilty Gear's narrative was the first time I ever felt that feeling of getting a fire lit under me and REALLY caring about something like this to this level, so I'm really glad to hear about people reading my little snippets of going crazy about it and getting a little crazy themselves too (you wanna be crazy you wanna go freak out you don't wanna break down, ignite rusty heart, and such). As an English major and someone with a deep affection for the more artsier and less quantifiable fields, I think stories like this and other media that has comments to make about humanity, existence, and connection are SUPER important - they're the parts of us and the world that we have to hold on to no matter what or we won't make it; I think Guilty Gear's story does an exceptional job of touching on things like that in multiple ways.
Thank you for sharing your feelings about this with me, and especially for the comment on storytelling at the end there - I like it very much too and it holds a great amount of value for me as a way of trying to navigate and understand the world when our more scientific and "objective" tools fail to.
Obligatory "Storyteller" joke (this is one of the best songs in the whole series so I'm sticking it at the end here, sorry):
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I'm linking the new wiki again again again too cause I like it very much and if this had been up when I had first gone wikidiving on this series I would probably be at least 10 times more powerful than I am now in terms of Gear Brainrot:
#sairambles#guilty gear#guilty gear xrd#ggst#ask#thank you for this ask this was very sweet#I hope you continue to have a fantastic time with this silly little series#and a pleasant day as well!
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blurry Tap with his beautiful smile
Fahlanruk - episode 6 Trashwatch:
~ I really like this opening credits sequence and the theme song. The montage looks like an interesting show!
~ Ok. Getting tired of this cute boy page stuff
~ Sher's drinking is getting pretty concerning. I still can't tell if it's going to be shown as a problem to be addressed or if the show is testing it as fine.
~ I think LITA and all the analysis I've been doing of it has made me more bothered by stalkery behavior than I was last week. It doesn't feel out of place in this show in the same way, I'm just more sensitive.
~ Tap is so adorable. His shy little smile.
~ I like this girl, she's an assertive flirt without being a creep about it. (A line many shows find difficult to manage with their female love rivals.) But poor Ping 🙁 Oh I see! Tap stops and looks guilty as soon as Ping sees him, lol.
~ I continue to love Sher's dancing.
~ 💙PingTap💙 This whole silent scene is legitimately wonderful, actually, if too brief a time with them.
~ Ooh, insight into Sher and Prince's codependency thing.
~ Poor Gear. "Another friend." Is Prince oblivious, uninterested and pretending to be oblivious, or interested and scared?
~ This poor girl. She just wanted a nice date with a cute guy and then his two friends show up at their table and proceed to get wasted. Lol, and then the cute guy is upset about them leaving him along with her. Although maybe she'll get a fun night out of it after all.
~ ☹️ heartbroken Ping 🥺
~ Oh! Tap couldn't go through with it! He's in love back, even if he doesn't know it yet. Hooray for Ping! Sorry your night was disappointing, assertively flirty girl. Hope you find other cool people to sleep with, you deserve it.
~ Who is this guy spying on Fah in the showers and then gossiping about it? (Creepy, btw) Should I recognize him? I don't care enough to go back and check.
~ Oooh, hints of Sher's (tragic? angsty?) backstory!
~ Damn. Sher is really in a punching mood these days.
~ Ooh and the mysterious bearded man appears!
~ More Anna! But at what cost? (The cost is that she hangs out with the creepy gossips.)
~ Wait WHAT?! Is Tam really scheming like that? Or is Sher making this up for some reason? Well, planned or not it did get mysterious bearded man's attention. What a weird family.
~ Lol, they didn't even need to change the wound makeup on Sher/Tam's actor. Convenient. Also, is dabbing at bloody wounds with a q-tip a thing outside of dramas? Is it universal medical practice? Or at least Thai medical practice? I dunno, it seems generally inefficient to me. 🤷🏻♀️
~ I was so distracted by musing about wound tending that I forgot to look for insights into mysterious bearded man. Let me go back. Ok. He and Tam sit very close and stare longingly at each other for 15 seconds. That's all we get. So I'm guessing history, mutual pining, some real or imagined obstacle? Exes? Friends who are scared to be more? Family enemies á la Romeo and Juliet? The people demand answers!
~ Tap has such a lovely smile.
~ Oh! An ex! I have to say that was my favorite theory. And a name! Hello Chama.
~ And legitimately mysterious. A disappearance, ooh. Oh wait. He has amnesia?! And a house full of paintings of Tam?! This storyline has gone full soap opera. None of this makes sense, but sure. Let's go with it.
~ Jesus, how many people were spying on Fah in that bathroom?
~ But I don't understand why Fah didn't just go home? Is the gym floor his favorite crying spot?
~ Ah, parents's bad example is the tragic back story, the reason Sher is afraid to love and be loved. Ok.
~ I kind of appreciate the actors lack of commitment to making these ads feel realistic or natural in any way.
~ "Being nosy makes people crazy." Thesis statement of the show? I honestly cannot begin to parse what this show is trying to say about prying and gossip.
~ Gear, baby, walking off to hide behind a wall because you accidentally confessed to your crush. I love it!
~ Next week: More drinking (seriously, what is the show trying to do with this?), the return of the white towel as Ping gets to gently caress Tap's feverish naked body, and Ping worries that his crush is obvious.
I'm not really taking about Sher and Fah because I don't have much to say that I haven't already said. The bones of an interesting story are there, and some nice moments, but sadly this particular execution still isn't working for me. They don't bother me anymore, I just kind of half zone out for their scenes. Really I'm in it for PingTap at this point.
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Tagged by @redpeng (sorry for not continuing the chain, the other post was getting REALLY long haha)
Last Show: What We Do In The Shadows’ newest season but idk the episode number I’m on haha Earlier today I started the original Bastard!! anime too
Last Song: Unconquered - Miss May I
Currently Watching: WWDITS & Bastard!! but I just finished Serial Experiments Lain the other day (it was good!! need to watch this essay vid thingie about it and the PS game still)
Current Obsession: I have not been able to shut up about Guilty Gear for 10 months now
Currently Reading: GOD I’m halfway through like 5 books lmfao Elvira’s memoire, The Martial Chronicles by Ray Bradbury, HTML5 & CSS3 for Dummies, Golden Kamuy, a book of Alfred Lord Tennyson poetry, and this Queen book that breaks down each of the albums and got some big guys from music to give commentary on them. They got Paul McCartney and Hansi Kürsch from Blind Guardian in it but I forgot the name of the book and I’m too lazy to get up lol
I encourage everyone who reads this to steal it and do it too, as an excuse to talk about your interests for a moment, but I’m going to tag @bunpun @saint-oratorio @smellpelt @theskyprism and @pissdykebutch specifically (no pressure tho if you don’t wanna do it)
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this just went in my mind but...
some of the d4dj girls game preferences!
(this is so self-indulgent but i just cant get this off my mind)
saori: im a hundred percent sure saori is a tekken and street fighter player. girl knows her match ups and jargon, is amazingly good at both games, and (SUPER) good w footsies. idk who she would main in tekken but for streets she has third strike and mains remy i know it.
shinobu: (i dont play first person shooters so im just going w fighting games here lol) she looks like she would play guilty gear bc of the music and also like. ngl i think she would play happy chaos. (he has a gun and goes pew pew, also from what i hear his gameplay is kinda like a fps so yeah)
aoi: she is a visual novel and card game girl. she played zero escape, ai the somnium files, and ace attorney. she, in-universe, plays vanguard and i know damn well her first card game was pokemon, if not yugi-oh.
nagisa: she totally plays... like. turbo dismount-ish games. idk how to explain or what the genre is called but yeah. those. (she also plays guitar hero and gg w shinobu somtimes. she mains baiken btw)
dalia: she plays third strike w saori bc wow karate like like the thing she used to do and she thinks it's pretty fun, she's a super casual player, like, she doesnt mash buttons but she wouldnt try to practice combos. (she mains chun-li and ryu bc they're kinda simple, ryu especially.)
miiko: fnaf and them's fightin' herds. (idk who she would main in the pony fighting game tho, it's been forever since i played it.)
noa: she looks like she would play idol games and dating sims w girls like ddlc for the cute characters. she always, ALWAYS does a 100% playthrough of all the routes in dating sims, even the bad ending ones.
rinku: animal crossing and any games w creatures tbh. she collected all the bugs in animal crossing bc she just can.
ibuki: exercise games. yeah that's it lol sorry girlie...
rei: she has piano tiles on her phone and a couple other rhythm games bc she has preddy good rhythm from what muni said in the anime
haruna: i havent read the lyrical's story yet but haruna looks like she would play those cleaning games u know the ones that r supposed to help u relax? those.
kyoko: she just plays whatever game shinobu plays. fighting games? sure. first person shooters? that's alright. rhythm games? sure it has some cool songs. gacha games? pls stop wasting your money.
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All the multiples of 3.
jesus christ really? sigh okay here we go
3: yup!
6: I didn't I'm just like this lol
9: I don't know I have no idea how straight people even have sex, if they do at all
12: I don't know it has to be something mid because if I actually like the song I will probably end up dancing
15: you ever play guilty gear? yeah most of those characters
18: yes I do I don't even use pillows anymore I just sleep in a nest of squishmallows
21: car sex? yeah let me just move all these empty drinks and takeout containers in this used 2008 toyota corola so we can make love on this stained back seat that has a giant stain from that time you left a chocolate bunny out in the sun. who do you think I am?
24: I am so good at being sleepy in bed. they would be lying so no.
27: fall when it's windy and there's a fireplace
30: i don't know either would look big as a point of comparison so it doesn't really matter
33: why would I have a fantasy about a voice chat on discord? I have at least one of those daily?
36: no I am indifferent
39: I guess any armour? it would make the sex harder but like, I think it looks nice
42: no
45: don't like gags they look scary
48: I don't know enough about the sex knowledge of the general public to make an appropriate judgement
51: dragons
54: I only have one ex and she is one of my best friends in the whole world so I'm not going to answer this
57: I hate it so much that I don't want to talk about it
60: what on earth does this mean? what is an led light strip???
63: no I just want flowers
66: sigh. first time was by accident with my elbow. no I'm not going to explain. I do it the normal way now.
69: no but I like eating ice
72: yeah sure, maybe some maid outfits. cliche I know
75: yes and yes
78: no I've only ever had dirty thoughts about people I know strangers aren't attractive because I don't know what they act like
81: I think that it is much safer if my partners goes outside with gloves during the winter, I don't want any to get frostbite
84: Cora. short for necoramancer.
87: No
90: yeah, and no I can't pick one sorry
93: originally subbing but lately domming because I like flustering people
96: There is no 96 haha the ask game maker fucked up!!!
99: already did this one
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hi i saw your blue oyster cult post and i would like to prelude that i think its very lovely and fitting :] i know guilty gear mostly references like. Classic rock lol but i'm gonna be biased and say i think testament at least post-strive is the kind of person who gets into, like, weirdly specific kinds of music example 80s scottish new wave. don't worry about the logistics here all this is prelude to me saying 10 james orr street by strawberry switchblade is a song that reminds me of tes. sorry for the rant in your inbox btw i just really love talking about music
no sweat dude! this was actually really sweet to see in my inbox friend don't worry about it. And you know what? You're right Tes really strikes me as the kinda person who just. has the weirdest taste in music. super eclectic. they hum some classic rock tune under their breath because they remember it from Kliff, but left to their own devices they just find the oddest most obscure bands out there.
and yeah dude that song? Totally their vibe.
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QUICJ GIMME 7 FAVORITE SONGS GO
or dont sorry i didnt mean to yell :((
AAAH THATS TOO HARD
fuk u lol- corpse
misa misa- corpse
(noticing a trend yet?)
code mistake- corpse
e girls are ruining my life- corpse
poltergeist- corpse
the disaster of passion- guilty gear strive
(gasp, a different one)
lights off- ace of hearts
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tagged by @havenothingtodowithme :-) thank u for the tag
1. Build your own Ghibli movie based on your height, birthday, favorite color, and zodiac
2. How you look vs. how you want to look - LINK!
i know im supposed to use the picrew but eddie is the ideal form sorry
3. You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs and tag whoever you want! No skipping!
Find Your One Way (Guilty Gear OST)
Behind Closed Doors - Rise Against
Wolf - First Aid Kit
A Sadness Runs Through Him - The Hoosiers
Youth - Glass Animals
Bartholomew - The Silent Comedy
The Plagues (Prince of Egypt OST)
Donut Hole - KYO cover by miodiodavinci
Discord - Eurobeat
Those Who Carried On - GHOST
i don’t have a favorite playlist i only have a playlist for vocaloid stuff and a loop playlist thats. currently only has ggst theme songs lol so i thought thatd be unfair. put on my entire library on shuffle and hoped for the best
no pressure tag woo @mysticalships @blackonslaughtii @sirentattoos @anxiously-awaiting @sodden-1730793-1280-2 @lethologick @crowhaku @betawooper @persephoniist @mawbwehownets
#VERY SAD NO SYUDOU SONG ENDED UP THERE THOUGH i am a hashtag fan#donut hole was my most listened to song in a while#txt#tag games#oh to be an amorphous blob of shadow
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Guilty Gear: 📌 🎶 💕 💔
📌 ("how did you find your hyperfixation?") me and my bf both like fighting games, he showed me baiken and got my attention, then when i looked it up and saw elphelt i was sold (for some added context to this i was into tekken before and my fave there was alisa so... i have a weirdly specific niche of characters i'm drawn to)
🎶 ("if your hyperfixation has songs/an ost, what is your favorite song from it?") Let Me Carve Your Way. no contest. it hits every button music can hit for me and it gets me riled up like a small dog
💕 ("tell us about one of your favorite characters and why you like them!"): i think some of my faves are easily inferred from my blog content lmfao but i'm gonna ramble about elphelt and eddie specifically.
elphelt is a char i don't post enough about lol, she's just such a sweetheart. i think she's relatable in an autism way irt her emulating media to try and understand how social interactions work and her trying to have a "persona" of sorts to find an identity in, and i also just think how emotional she gets is really endearing, and when she starts acting sort of atypical for the way she presents, like when she daydreams about shonen battles and admits to loving heavy metal.
eddie is a little guy i post about a lot but im always willing to say more. i think eddie's both really good on his own and EXTREMELY good paired with zato, the way they bounce off eachother but still clearly get along and genuinely care about eachother is really sweet especially since zato as he is now doesn't really... care about much. i also love that their gameplay even reflects their characters with zato sitting back and being less physically active while eddie's everywhere and everything. but i think the best part to it all is that eddie in GGXX and accent core is a completely different beast being panicked and existential, and that the interactions he has in that state are stuff i'd love to see expanded on. but mostly i think just how dark and bleak of a character he is then makes his calm and happy and silly attitude in xrd and ggst kinda heartwarming. like.. the boy's okay now, he's happy, and zato's treating him like a little dude now instead of just a weapon. sorry for rambling lmfao i just care about the Beast
💔 ("tell us about one of your LEAST favorite characters and why you dislike them"): hmm, i don't think i actively dislike anyone, especially not the main characters. at worst i'd say ky doesn't really interest me? but i don't think he's bad by any means, just not my type of character. and crow's a creep but he's not exactly like. an important or prominent character in any way.
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Grow a Pear
—Requested by @shadowsremedy: Seokjin + Kuroko’s Basketball + School Gym as part of @bangtan-headquarters Bangtan Anime Club Drabble Event!
—Pairing: Seokjin x Reader (Female OC) [feat. Seungcheol from SVT]
—Genre(s): Humor, Slight-Angst, & Slight-Fluff
—AUs/Tropes: Anime-verse, Kuroko’s Basketball!AU, High School!AU, Basketball Player!Seokjin, Basketball Club Manager!Reader, Opposites Attract Trope
—Warning(s) & Rating: Swearing, Reader threatening bodily harm onto Seokjin, Shameless flirting, & Jealousy from an old middle school rival / PG-15
—Word Count: 1.6K
—Summary: In which news of playing against a certain team sparks a rather interesting memory...
—A/N: This drabble is based on episodes 52 & 53 of KnB, but you do not have to watch the series to understand this story’s overall premise! It is also inspired by Kesha’s song “Grow a Pear” (hence the title LOL) because I immediately think of Kise’s character. Since Seokjin reminds me of that 2D pretty boy, I decided to write a fun story!
“Hey, ___!”
A faint hum exits your lips as your eyes remain fixated on your player statistics book. You flip between a few pages with the gears in your brain working in overdrive, almost forgetting for a split moment that Kaijo’s basketball captain asked for your attention.
“Yes, Sungwon?” You reply, closing the book and tucking it underneath your arm.
Pursing his lips, Sungwon strides over to you, leaning against the stage inside the gym. Don’t you love playing inside an auditorium?
“So…” He begins but grows silent. How on Earth is he supposed to ask you to be the sacrificial lamb? How will he tell you that you’ve been chosen to say the team’s resident narcissist yet talented prodigy that Kaijo will play against Fukuda Sugo? Specifically, they’re playing against a certain someone with a rather colorful history with yourself and said prodigy.
Tiny creases form on your forehead as your brows knit together. You know that carefree look anywhere. More often than not, you become chosen to do a specific task that no other teammate wants to do—talking to Kim Seokjin.
“Now, before you say no—”
“Nope.”
“You didn’t even hear what I have to say.”
“Doesn’t matter. My answer is still the same. No.”
With that, you turn on your heel, and not even a few steps in, you bump into the one person you don’t want to see.
“Princess!”
And to think…
You were having such a fantastic day…
“What do you want, Seokjin?” You question, grabbing the statistics book from your underarm and flipping it open to some random page. You already have the data mesmerized like the back of your hand. You just want to appear busy in front of the arrogant pretty boy.
“Well, besides you finally acknowledging that you’re my girlfriend? A little bird told me that we’re playing against his team in the Quarterfinals,” Seokjin replies, his tone dropping near the end. This serious expression slowly takes over his handsome features, almost sending shivers down your spine.
If looks can kill, then Seokjin is guilty of murder in the first degree...
Thank God he chose to attend a different school. Who knows what will happen if two people who absolutely despise each other play on the same team.
“Remind me to thank Namjoon for that…” You mutter, slightly shaking your head as you slowly draw in your breath. Then, a force, light chuckle escapes your lips, personally finding it rather humorous of the current situation.
“Anyway, so how are you feeling about playing against the dude who has a thing for your sloppy seconds?” You tease, attempting to lighten up the situation.
Seokjin’s brow perks up, “Sloppy seconds?” he repeats, a tiny grin form on his handsome face.
You nod, “Well yeah...I mean, he did steal your ex-girlfriend from you.”
In response, the arrogant basketball player hums. However, this exciting gleam enters the corners of his eyes.
What is he thinking now?
Suddenly, he turns to you, his gaze piercing into yours with this unexplainable emotion glazing over his eyes.
“Oh? I mean, he did come close to stealing you away from me that one day.” He states as this bright smile dances across his gorgeous face.
For a split second, your cheeks become hot. Your heart practically drums against your chest. Shit. Even your palms clam up, sticking to the cover of the player statistics book.
What is this feeling?
Then, it dawns on you. This nervousness is the same emotion you felt when you comforted Seokjin that fateful day—well, supported him in your own unique way…
Tapping your pencil against your chin, a soft growl emits from your lips as you try to figure out the best course of action. The Captain, Kim Namjoon, previously asked you to develop a plan to preserve the Generation of Miracle’s stamina, specifically when using their rather unique talents. At first, you thought Namjoon was flat out insane for asking such a request. Like, you’d have to take into account their height and weight difference. Oh! You couldn’t forget that you also keep in mind their current talent levels. All while these calculations occur during an official game with another team.
Yeah...
Namjoon might as well tell you to put on a fucking jersey while he’s at it.
Rubbing the sides of your forehead, you can’t help but let out a long, harsh breath as this throbbing sensation enters the left side of your head.
“Hey, manager ___.” You hear a familiar voice, interrupting your rather irritating calculations. You look up from the tiny pile of scattered papers containing player statistics. However, you don’t bother spouting words towards the overly cocky player. Instead, you merely hum in response, unknowingly irking the basketball player.
Plastering on a smug grin, the person leans against the stage, quickly glancing at what you’re doing.
“So, is that the special project Namjoon asked you to do for him?” The arrogant male student asks.
“Yep, and shouldn’t you be practicing Seungcheol?” You question back, raising a brow.
Seungcheol scoffs lightly, “Why? I mean, I already earned a permanent spot on the regular team, so…” He trails on, chuckling to himself. He finds the mere thought of his spot being taken away quite humorous.
You mentally roll your eyes. God, you don’t know who’s the bigger arrogant fool. Him or—
“Yo, Seokjin!” shouts Jungkook, running up to the new recruit.
Ah, Kim Seokjin. He recently joined the basketball club just a few months ago. He’s already showing promise despite being a second-year student. Shit. Seokjin’s talents have rapidly progressed to the point that Namjoon took notice of him and was promoted to first-string just last week.
Yet, you can’t quite put your finger on it, but something is holding Seokjin back.
But what?
Before you become entirely lost in your thoughts, you hear Seungcheol’s arrogant voice taunt Seokjin.
Oh, great…
You swiftly stand up from your seat and rush over to the argumentative duo. But as you draw near to the quarrelsome pair, you instantly halt. What is this intense atmosphere lingering in the air?
And why do you suddenly feel something other than agitation towards Seokjin?
“W-what did you say?”
“You heard me, Kim Seokjin. Whoever wins our 1v1 match earns the right to call ___ his girlfriend.”
“Hold on. You can’t just call dibs on ___!” shouts Jungkook in complete and utter shock.
Instantly slapping yourself back, in reality, you snatch a basketball from an innocent player and roughly throw it at Seungcheol, anger visible all over your face.
Sadly for you, the annoying prick catches it with ease, smirking at you.
“What’s the matter, babe? You don’t believe that I can put Seokjin in his place?” He coos, further taunting Seokjin. What sets the handsome prodigy over the edge is when Seungcheol abruptly pulls you against his chest, dropping the basketball in the process. His cheek brushes against yours, making you want to gag.
Just as you’re about to violently elbow him in the stomach, Seokjin shoves Seungcheol away before forcefully throwing the discarded ball at him.
“You start.”
“This should be fun.”
But it was just the opposite...
It was a complete slaughter with Seokjin on his hands and knees, panting and sweating profusely. His eyes widened from the shock of his defeat.
Not only has he lost horribly against Seungcheol, but he also lost you—or so he believes.
“So, how about that date, baby girl? After all, you’re now my girlfriend.” Seungcheol asks, making sure that Seokjin can hear him.
“Yeah, I don’t date dudes who have a thing for other fellas’ sloppy seconds.” You bluntly state, turning towards Yoongi and Jungkook, “I mean, first it was Yerin, right? The one that was going around the entire fucking school saying that she was Seokjin’s girlfriend. Oh, I feel sorry for her since it was just last week, you were chasing after her, and now you’re after me.” You say, clicking your tongue in fake disappointment.
Seungcheol’s arrogant smile vanishes and is now replaced with a scowl.
“Let me ask you this, why are you obsessed with Seokjin’s sloppy seconds? Like there are a million girls in this damn school who, oddly enough, would love to be your arm candy. Yet you go after the ones that either show interest in Seokjin or who Seokjin’s interested in. Like, dude. Stop. It’s honestly creepy to the point that I firmly believe you have a weird obsession with him.” You finish as you walk over to Seokjin, offering him a helping hand.
Seokjin faintly smiles, grabbing your hand, as he pulls himself up. Soon, his smile becomes bright. His sweet smile almost blinds you—and makes your heart skip a beat.
“I knew you had a soft spot for me, ___.”
“Don’t push it, Jinnie boy.”
Softly shaking your head, you playfully shove Seokjin, snapping him out of his thoughts. You then jump down from the stage, having popped yourself up there moments earlier.
“Well, all I have to say is that Seungcheol better watch out. He hasn’t seen your ‘Perfect Copy’ in action yet.” You warmly smile as you make your way towards the exit but soon halt. You glance over your shoulder, maintaining that sweet smile, and say,
“Besides, he’s no match for you with your girlfriend cheering you on from the bench.”
“Right…” He mumbles, totally ignoring your words. Then, it hits him as if someone doused him with cold water.
“Wait! Did you just call yourself my girlfriend?!!” Seokjin hollers, chasing after you.
“I don’t know. Win tomorrow’s match, and I’ll let you know.”
“Oh, that’s cruel, princess…”
Grow a Pear is copyright 2021 by jinterlude, all rights reserved.
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liar, liar (1/2) bucky barnes x reader
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part 1 part 2
(ft sam wilson)
backstory - she can see the future (or versions of it) through dreams and visions; she can see someone's past and memories by touching them; and she can stop peoples actions with her mind. sam introduced her to bucky without knowing about her powers and they started dating. (OC superhero name: Arcana)
song: bruised and bloodied by seether
ps this song slaps and so does the album and god i just really love seether. okay im done now lol
tag list: @cynic-spirit
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when i woke up i sighed, feeling the bed next to me empty again. this was the third time this week that Bucky had woken up way before me and left before i even got to tell him good morning. it was starting to put a damper on my mood but i wasn't about to let him know that.
i shook my head, digging it deep into my pillow before sitting up and rubbing my face. when i opened my eyes back up they grew wider. Bucky was standing in the doorway with a half smile on his face and two mugs in his hands.
"hey."
he said quietly, not making a move yet.
"hey."
i said back, a little more chipper than i was expecting. i think the same went for him.
"coffee?"
i nodded, smiling back at him
"just the way you like it."
he said as he sat on the side of the bed in front of me.
"whats the special occasion?"
i asked before taking a sip, looking up at him over the top of the mug. he just shook his head.
"no special occasion."
i sent him a look as i lowered the mug.
"youre a terrible liar, you know that?"
he laughed a little bit.
"youd think id be better at it by now but i guess thats why they always kept my mouth shut."
i sent him a look.
"so?"
he huffed a breath deep out his nose.
"sam called."
i shook my head.
"no."
"come on y/n."
"buck you hate fighting-"
"and what would i do if he got hurt?!"
i sighed, closing my eyes and pinching the bridge of my nose.
"damn you for being so caring."
i said sternly and he cracked a half smile.
"damn you for sticking around."
he quipped back and i laughed.
"when does he need us?"
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i looked over his face as he stared at the floor. his jaw tightened and i could tell he didn't want to do this. he had done enough already.
"hey,"
i said softly, touching his face and turning him to look at me. he looked sad. or maybe it was disappointment.
"you know you don't have to do this right?"
i asked and his face changed again. maybe it was regret. he tried to avoid my gaze again but i side stepped him.
"hey, look at me. you dont have to do this. youre getting better, you are a good man."
i reassured. he nodded slowly, glancing over my face.
"i should've listened to you this morning."
i snorted.
"ive been telling you for a while that you should listen to me more but some how we always end up here."
i joked and he sent me a look.
"you two ready?"
Sam asked as he came up behind us and Bucky nodded. i frowned but nodded too anyways.
"they're coming in on the southside, so be ready."
he said, looking between us. then there was a clattering above us, making the three of us look up. in came a few men, descending from the ceiling in full tactile gear.
"god damnit john."
i said annoyed, turning to see him coming through the door looking all high and mighty.
"i heard you could use some back up."
he said and i rolled my eyes. i could tell buck and sam were just as surprised and annoyed.
"why is it that we can never do anything without you showing up?"
i asked and a smug look crossed his face.
"we do this bigger and better than you. and you arent exactly discreet. metal arm, jet pack, spandex; kinda stands out in a crowd."
"dont forget i can see your future john."
i seethed and he laughed.
"right, Arcana, i almost forgot."
Bucky touched my hip lightly.
"easy. we've still got time."
i looked to him and bit my tongue.
"we dont need your help."
i assured but he just ignored me. then a loud bang sounded from the south side.
"shit."
i mumbled under my breath, taking off in that direction after sam and bucky.
"hey hey hey."
bucky said, pushing me behind him. i frowned and a vision hit me.
"get down!"
i yelled, grabbing him and sam to pull them back as another bomb went off. the three of us fell to the ground, looking up as johns team made their way outside.
"your killing your team john!"
i yelled as he passed us too. another loud sound went off but this time it was something different. i closed my eyes as bullets rang through the air. i could see all of it flashing through my mind. then i reached out and grabbed buckys arm. i had seen him run after them and get shot and there was no way i was letting that happen.
"y/n, theyre gonna die, we have to do something."
then i looked at him.
"you stay here."
i demanded, standing and walking outside. there were many soldiers on the ground already, the few that were left were pointing guns at the so-called attackers, john was holding a gun to the leader. i had seen this, neither of them was a winner. i closed my eyes again and breathed deeply, holding all of them still. a second thought and their guns were to the ground, fists at their sides. when i opened my eyes they were all looking around confused. then i heard a gunshot, looking around just as confused.
"y/n!"
i heard from behind me, buckys arms hitting my back as i slouched into him, watching john shoot the leader between the eyes.
"hey, listen, stay with me."
bucky bargained, sam running up and standing over him as helped me slowly to the ground.
"didnt see that one coming."
i groaned as he pressed his flesh hand into the hole in my side.
"youre gonna be okay, okay? just stay with me."
i nodded.
"im sorry. i thought i could help them."
i said a little breathy, tears visibly appearing behind his eyes as he picked me up. i hissed at the sudden movement.
"you did help them."
i held my side, trying to breathe deeply.
"get her out of here."
sam said. i could feel bucky beginning to run as i closed my eyes, feeling the rain hit my face as the thunder rolled.
"please dont leave me."
he whispered.
"im not going anywhere."
i managed, rolling my head against his chest. the next thing i knew i was being placed on a bed and there were doctors surrounding me.
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when i woke up again there was a beeping running through my ears. i felt completely out of my mind as i blinked slowly. it was like visions were coming to me in fast moving pictures unlike anything ive ever experienced.
"bucky."
i whined, scared, as i rolled my head back and forth.
"im here."
he said through a sniffle, taking my hand in his. i squeezed my eyes shut tightly as i saw our first date play out behind my eyes. it made me smile, seeing him fumble through his words as sam laughed at him. i blinked again before looking over at him. he looked like he had been crying for a while and i couldnt help feeling guilty for making him feel that way.
"dont look at me like that."
he said.
"like what?"
i asked innocently as he wiped his face.
"like you pity me."
i squeezed his hand.
"i have never in my life pitied you James Buchanan Barnes, and i dont intend on starting any time soon."
i wheezed out, coughing at the end. he let out a shaky breath.
"then why does it feel like it."
he managed and i ran my thumb over his hand.
"im sorry."
i said and he looked at me confused.
"for what?"
i cleared my throat.
"for hurting you."
he shook his head quickly.
"this isnt your fault. you couldnt have known john was going to shoot you. if anything this is on him."
"ill be sure to bill him."
i said through a laugh before groaning and placing my hand over the wound. then there was a knock at the door. it was sam.
"how are we doing in here?"
he asked lightly and i smiled at him, reaching out to him with the hand bucky wasnt holding.
"im all aces."
i said as he leaned down and hugged me as best as he could.
"im glad to see youre okay."
i nodded slowly.
"did you finish the mission?"
he hung his head low.
"the majority of the group got away. but we'll get em next time."
i sighed.
"dont do anything stupid without me."
i said with a wink and he laughed.
"its a little late for that id say."
he nodded towards me and i sent him a look.
"oh believe me, he shows up again ill give him something he wont forget."
"is that a promise?"
bucky piped up and i laughed, groaning after.
"you bet your ass it is."
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All I Really Want Chapter 3
Rating: T
Pairing: Kristanna (at some point lol)
Verse: 90s High School AU / frozen retelling
Chapter Summary: A look into Kristoff and Anna's best friend Friday night tradition.
Notes: I apologize in advance for my dumb sense of humor ;)
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Kristoff and Anna sat at their favorite hole-in-the-wall and somewhat ramshackle diner, Oaken’s House, on a decidedly crisp but also unseasonably warm March evening. It was windy, a little bit at least, so they opted to sit indoors.
The food was… decent. Only once had they gotten food poisoning and they’d since decided to never mention that again. Or was getting food poisoning even once a bad thing?
Oh well. They loved Oaken’s anyway.
And tonight, they were back with gusto. In his typical fashion, Oaken had welcomed them with a huge smile and his adorable sing-songy voice before leading them to their favorite inside table.
They sat on the diner’s signature extremely uncomfortable white plastic chairs and then they ordered their usual—a combination of something so gross but also so perfect that they came to the reasonable conclusion that they could never deviate. Absolutely any time they found themselves at Oaken’s House on a Friday night they ordered mozzarella sticks plus an Oreo milkshake.
Two delicacies that on their own sounded pretty normal... but Anna and Kristoff were the type to assure absolutely everyone they ever came in contact with that they were far from normal. So naturally they dipped those mozzarella sticks in the milkshake. Hardcore. At least five dips a stick. And the dairy overload was enough to send them over to an entirely new level of friendship since Anna always got super gassy after these nights and Kristoff of course cared absolutely zero.
The best tradition. Their favorite tradition.
Mouth already half full of milkshake covered mozzarella stick, Anna spoke, “Hans and I are going to Five Crowns tomorrow.”
“Ooh. Fancy.” Kristoff raised his eyebrows.
“Mmhmm,” Anna said, already prepping her next bite by dipping, dipping, and dipping it into the milkshake. “I’ve only been there once for my dad’s birthday, too. It was a whole six-hour affair and I totally cried because it was so boring. Like.” She popped it into her mouth. Chew, chew, chew. “So. Boring.”
Kristoff gave her a sympathetic smile. A smile she appreciated. Because... there were a lot of people in her life she felt she could never dish about her parents to. Never, ever. It was like…
She had much to be thankful for, sure. She didn’t have to worry about money the way Kristoff did. She didn’t have to worry about much at all, really.
So sometimes she felt guilty complaining.
But Kristoff… Kristoff never made her feel guilty. Kristoff made her feel like every single eye roll, every single annoyed grumble, every single ounce of negativity that coated the relationship with her family was completely founded.
And that meant the world to her.
She was thankful for him—always. Every single day. Even if it meant she was just a little sister in his eyes. Yes, she definitely still shuddered at that thought. But.
Even if…
It was worth it. Because she had him. She had Friday nights at Oaken’s House.
And… she had him.
She had someone who would talk with her and listen to her and really understand her.
She had him…
“What’s the latest on your status with Hans? Are you um… boyfriend and girlfriend or whatever?” Kristoff’s voice snapped her out of her train of thought. Her head jerked a little bit at the jarring sensation of rejoining reality and a piece of mozzarella stick fell from her mouth to the table.
Both Anna and Kristoff laughed. Classic Anna.
And when she shrugged and popped the fallen mozzarella stick back in her mouth, Kristoff laughed harder.
“I’m sorry, Kris. I think I blacked out there for a second.” She giggled again. “What did you say?”
“I was asking,” he started. “About Hans. You know—what you’re—um… if you’re boyfriend and girlfriend—”
“Oh. No. He hasn’t said anything about that. I think we’re just…” She didn’t want to say friends. Because they weren’t really just friends. In fact—just friends was exactly what Anna and Kristoff were. And Hans and Anna had a much different relationship than she and Kristoff had…
Like… there was no way in the literal seventh ring of hell that Anna and Hans were at the same stage in a relationship as Anna and Kristoff were. Because—well, she and Hans were in love with one another. Literally in love. For real in love. Not the friendship love she had with Kristoff. That maybe teetered on romantic love sometimes. But not all the time. And…um. Never mind.
Back to Hans. She loved Hans for real. 100% of the time she had romantic love for Hans. Plus they’d said they loved each other probably two hundred times since the night they met. So they loved each other. Duh.
But… maybe they were just friends. Friends with… benefits? Okay. Benefits. Yes. That was what set her relationship with Hans apart. Those two words. With. Benefits. She had no benefits with Kristoff.
She gulped. “I think we’re just friends.”
“But… you love him?” Kristoff’s face contorted into a scowl as he chomped on another sweet and oozing mozzarella stick.
“Mmhmm,” she said, slurping up some of the milkshake.
“You loved him after one night?”
“Mmhmm.” Anna giggled a little bit. They had definitely talked about this before. Kristoff loved bringing up the whole I-love-you-on-the-first-night business.
“Shit.”
And he always reacted the same way. So judgy, Kristoff. For someone who didn’t know anything about love or relationships or... other stuff like that.
Anna pouted playfully. “What gives, Kris? Haven’t you ever heard of love at first sight?” She made a show of batting her eyes when she said this.
But Kristoff was far from amused. He crossed his arms over his chest and jutted out his bottom lip. “Sure I have. I just don’t believe in it is all.”
“Okay,” she huffed. “Fine.”
“He says he loves you too?”
“He said it first. If you remember. I told you all this like, the morning after.” And probably six or seven times since then… he couldn’t let it rest.
“Yeah.”
Anna sighed. He seemed grumpier about this than usual. “Are you trying to use some super coded Kristoff-speak to tell me you don’t like him or something?”
“He’s whatever,” Kristoff mumbled.
“So, you don’t like him.”
He didn’t answer for a bit; his sustained silence already proving her point. They’d never bridged this part of the Hans conversation before. It always stopped after Kristoff denied the existence of love at first sight and abruptly changed the subject.
But eventually, he spoke up. “Does it matter what I think?”
“You’re my best friend.”
“But does it matter?”
“Yes.”
He sighed. “I like him all right. I guess. But… I don’t really know him. I don’t really know anything about him at all. Wait—how much do you even know about the guy?”
Oh, snap. Was he jealous? Why did Anna get the sense that maybe he was jealous? Or... maybe he was just concerned. Not jealous. Because he cared about her. Because he was her best friend. That made sense. That definitely made the most sense.
Not jealous.
“I know you’re worried, Kris. It’s cute. I appreciate it. But I can deal with it myself, okay?”
His eyes were downcast onto the plate. He played with the mozzarella stick a little bit. “Okay.”
“Seriously. Thank you,” Anna said cheerily, reaching out to tug on the sleeve of his gray Volcom hoodie so he looked up at her. “Thanks for always looking out for me.”
And then she impulsively grabbed his free hand and held it, noting and admiring the fact that the weight of his big, calloused hands made her feel a healthy mix of safe and comforted and respected. He smiled softly at her, squeezing her hand.
Her heartbeat quickened, butterflies unleashed themselves in her belly, and she pulled her hand away, kind of terrified.
They’d held hands before… as just friends. But she’d never had this visceral of a reaction to it.
She had Hans. She loved Hans. She needed to focus on him. Not get way too attached to someone who would never like her back.
The second she gathered her thoughts, though, she heard the loud and unmistakable sound of her breaking wind. Cutting the cheese. Whatever.
She giggled. “Oops—my bad—gassy!” And then she started laughing uncontrollably, covering her face in her hands.
Kristoff joined in, unrestrained laughter making tears pool in his eyes.
But then Anna reached for the milkshake, gearing up to take a few more sips. Kristoff furrowed his eyebrows, still laughing, still crying and yelled, “Anna!”
“What? You gotta get used to my gas, man. Comes with the territory.”
“Oh, I’m plenty used to it.”
“Good. Now pass me another mozz stick.”
And he did.
Mouth once again full, Anna decided to change the subject. “So how are things going with Pissed Off Kids?” Pissed Off Kids was the band Kristoff and his other best friend Sven had founded in the fifth grade as one of the action items on their long list of ‘ways to stage the ultimate rebellion.’ They played their music in Sven’s garage and took breaks to skateboard. It was all incredibly cliché.
“We’ve got a gig next weekend. If you wanna come. It’s at this random place in Anaheim, but they’re paying all right. I doubt many people are gonna make it out there—”
Anna rolled his eyes. “As if, Kris. You’re gonna pack the place and you know it.”
His cheeks flushed red. “Well, um… either way it should be fun. Gotta test out some of our new stuff.”
“Covers or original?” Anna seen enough of his shows to know Pissed off Kids’ typical cover song rotation. Usually any number of songs off of Green Day’s Dookie, The Offspring’s Smash, or Blink-182’s Cheshire Cat. Nirvana was deemed too holy to even attempt to replicate. Kristoff’s words, of course. RIP Kurt Cobain.
“Both.”
“Awesomesauce,” Anna beamed. She loved hearing about his music. He was just so passionate about it—literally everything related to alternative and grunge rock. If he really got going, he could talk her ear off about the intricacies of the movement itself, how it had grown, how each of his favorite bands added their own flavor and their own perspective. She loved it. Every single second of it. “Tell me about the new ones you wrote.”
“Ah, well… there’s only one of those.” He popped another mozzarella stick into his mouth. “It’s called When. Mostly written by Sven.”
“Ooh it’s all rhymey and poetic already.”
Kristoff laughed. “I guess I wrote most of the chorus, though. Come to think of it.”
“Of course you did. Because you’re the best songwriter slash guitar-player slash singer who’s ever walked this earth.”
“I bet there are a lot of other people who deserve that title.”
“No,” she said. “Just you.”
“Kurt Cobain, for one.”
She ignored him entirely. “So… When, huh? Sounds so… emo?”
Anna raised her eyebrows at Kristoff, trying to gauge his reaction. Was she hot or was she cold?
His left eyebrow twitched ever so slightly. Confirmed. His new song was definitely emo.
“Okay, right. No duh it’s emo. Noted. But… that’s obvious coming from you,” Anna said. Kristoff chuckled softly in response. “All right! I’ve got a great idea. Let me guess the chorus. Okay?”
He laughed again. “Okay. Have at it.”
“Ummm…” she scrunched her lips together tightly, thinking, thinking, thinking. “When… will my best friend stop insisting we drink milkshakes every week because they make her fart up a storm?”
Kristoff laughed. “Nope. Try again.”
Anna furrowed her eyebrows in concentration. “When… will Anna give in to my begging and decide she wants to learn how to skateboard, so we can finally go to the skate park together?”
His laughs intensified as he reached to take a sip of the milkshake. “No!”
“Huh. Weird. I really thought those made the most sense…” Now she laughed. “OH! I’ve got it this time: When will my best friend in the entire world finally get it through her head that she’s not someone who can make the word dude work?”
Kristoff started laughed so hard that he couldn’t catch his breath. Soon enough, a little bit of Oreo milkshake shot out of his nose and then trickled down his upper lip.
Noticing this, Anna lost it. Completely.
The sight of white liquid with chunks of black cookie rolling down his face paired with the sight of him clutching his face in an unfortunate brain-freeze like state sent her into a frenzy.
Kristoff shot only-somewhat playful daggers at her. “You can’t make me laugh when I’m drinking a milkshake!”
“Well, you shouldn’t drink a milkshake when I’m being funny!” Anna grinned. “Which is all the time, really. So guess milkshakes are out. I’m too gassy and you’re too… into-my-jokes.”
“Not funny,” Kristoff said. “That kinda hurt. It was like… one big brain-freeze.”
“Um—dude? Chill out.”
He smirked. “I stand by it. You can’t pull off dude.”
“Would’ve been an epic song lyric, though,” Anna offered, but Kristoff shook his head. “So what is it, then? Your big brilliant title-sequence chorus lyric thingie?”
“It’s…” Kristoff took a deep breath, a flash of drama overcoming his face as he began to speak, “When will the clouds finally part?”
“Ah.” Anna nodded. “See? Emo.”
“I guess.” Shrugging, Kristoff looked down at the table, bashful all of a sudden.
“I can’t say I’m not disappointed, though. It’s been awhile since you’ve written one about me.”
Kristoff looked back up and caught her gaze. “I’ve never written a song about you, Anna.”
“Mmhmm,” Anna teased. “A likely story.”
“I’m serious!”
“So am I!”
They both burst out into uncontrolled laughter. Kristoff clutched his face in a futile attempt to keep the milkshake very much out of his nose which only made Anna double over in the chair, hyperventilating with giggles.
Kristoff’s laughter was contagious. Anna could laugh for hours and hours only answering to Kristoff’s unamused smirk but when Kristoff laughed… it was like everything in Anna’s soul shifted into place. She didn’t have to think about anything but that moment—their relationship. The warmth and kindness that his laughter evoked made Anna’s heart swell.
She would do just about anything to hear that laugh.
Once they both calmed, she took a moment to look at him. He smiled so widely that his eyes crinkled. That also made her heart swell. “You said your show’s next weekend?”
“Yeah. Saturday night at 11.”
“Ah, well,” Anna shrugged, trying to hide her growing smile. “That’s past my bedtime.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Hey! You stole my punch line! I was gonna say ‘That’s past my bedtime…NOT’ but then you have to jump in with your whole Grumpy McGrump Buzzkill business.”
“I’m sorry, feistypants,” he said, chuckling.
“Thank you.” She smiled again. “And I was kidding, seriously. You know I’ll be there.”
His eyes crinkled again as he grinned widely, sincerely, softly. “I know.”
And she would. She’d always be there for him. Be there with him. Always.
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