I thought I knew how to swim until I started to drown in your eyes. I thought I knew my way around this town on my own, until I got lost on the street flooded with people. You weren't one of them. At this point, I started to lose myself. My tears spilled out like a river. Forgotten in the rain. I thought vodka was toxic, until I met you. Filled me with poison. I stayed away from drugs until you became mine. The city lights didn't seem to gleam as bright, but rather dim. The cool autumn breeze reminded me of the feeling I got when you held my hand. The sunshine reminded me of your smile. I awoke every night wondering where you were. Life seemed to drag on and on. Without you by my side, everything has changed.
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Vriska/Kanaya punk band au requested by anotherbadpoem
The place is so packed you can barely move, so loud you can barely think, so dark you can barely see, and so smoky you can barely breathe. That last one is probably due to the drug pushers on the edges of the crowd, slowly moving their product through the swarm until itâs thoroughly high. You know they just use this townâs yearly Battle of the Bands for profit (one of them is deaf for godâs sakes thereâs no way she can be here for the musicâŚthen again another of them happens to be the lead guitar of the band on stage at the moment so at least the drugs seem to be a side thing for her) but ever since they started more people started coming. The hosts turn a blind eye to it because they still make money from admission and alcohol sales. Itâs a bit crooked to be honest. You donât really mind either though. Theyâre there for the drugs, but theyâre still going to hear you sing and thatâs what counts.
Theyâre finishing with a big hit from last year, one their guitarist Kanaya wrote and one that you downloaded from their website as soon as you got home (because you can recognize greatness when you hear it). Jane seems to enjoy having her solo and Jade grins as she plucks out her bass line. Even Rose beats her drums with a little more vigor than usual. By the end, Terezi is sweating and her voice is raspy from screaming out notes, but she hasnât lost her usual energy either. But as the crowd breaks out into applause (and some drunk dude screaming âI love you, Janey!â followed by a cackle and a âI love her more!â and you chuckling because Dirk and Roxy must be so smashed), itâs Kanayaâs smug simper that sticks out to you. She must be so proud. She does about 90% of the writing for their band. Their successful show is all down to her.
Then the lights go down, and thatâs your cue. Meenah claps you on the shoulder and you spare her a smirk as you come on to take your rightful places on stage. Feferi and Nepeta are the only ones polite enough to compliment their show as you meet in the center. Terezi and Rose give them quick thank yous before getting out of the way, and then you lose interest. Youâve got to set up your guitar and a mic, after all.
You approach Kanaya to take her place â both of you play second guitar, so both of you set your amps almost the same way. She bends down to turn it off before she unplugs her guitar. You didnât realize she noticed you approaching until she was handing you the cord. âBreak a leg,â she says, voice and eye contact both even.
Something in her stare makes you want to curl in on yourself, but you meet it with a smirk. A response comes to your lips but you choke it when you realize âyou tooâ would make you look like an idiot. You compose yourself enough to say âThanks, but Iâve already got more luck than I know what to do with.â
âDo you now.â Youâre sure sheâs teasing. Youâre not sure if sheâs teasing in a friendly way. Kanayaâs offstage before you can figure it out though. You find yourself staring after her for a long moment before you remember the wire in your hand and the amp at your feet. It only takes a few seconds to make sure your guitar is tuned and your amp is set correctly, and you find Nepeta has already brought a mic over and all thatâs left to do is wait. You give your drummer a nod and a little smile to acknowledge her help, and you turn back to the crowd to watch them a little.
Thereâs enough light on stage for you to be seen as more than vague figures by the people near the front, and you accidentally make eye contact with a few of them. As you get further to the back, you start to see people taking advantage of the pause to hit the bar and chat with their friends â including Dirk and Roxy, you note. At one table in the back you see the five guys who make up the band playing after you (Dave and John and John 2.0, and two other guys with weird names you canât remember that seem to hate everyone a lot). At another you see the three girls who make up last yearâs winning band (you donât know their names, but theyâre hard to miss - one has full body tattoos and one has red glasses like Tereziâs and one seems to be going for the slutty schoolgirl look) who will play while the judges tally up the scores. In a corner you see Jane has just met up with Deaf Girl and Her Creepy Boyfriend to discuss how their business is going so far tonight. Judging by the number of sober people in the room, youâd say itâs going well. And on the edge of the crowd you see Kanaya again, standing by Jade. Rather than watch her though, you look up at the balcony to see if the judges are ready.
The Battle of the Bands has a panel of three judges that hasnât changed since you started participating. Thereâs your cousin Aranea, who is probably biased toward you; your former friend Aradia, who is probably biased against you; and Calliope, a friend of a friend of a friend who youâve never actually spoken to. In a community this small itâs pretty hard to find a panel of people who have no relationship to any of the band members, but over the years theyâve done a good job of picking the best performers. You can admit that. And you won the year before last anyway, so.
You look at them in time to see them exchange nods, and you canât hold back a smile. Youâre ready to win one more and you are so unbelievably ready to rub it in Kanayaâs face. Sheâs going to act like she doesnât care, but itâs still satisfying. Youâll both still know that your band had the better performance. The lights go up, and chatter starts to die down as the audience realizes the show is about to begin again. A figure leans over the balcony holding his arm out for you to clearly see his hand switching from thumbs up to thumbs down. You understand it as an inquiry â are you ready? You turn to see Nepeta raise her drumsticks to her chest, and Meenah give a wink. Finally, you nod at Feferi, and she gives the thumbs up to the guys upstairs.
âAnd now.â The audience is mostly silent now. You clutch the neck of your guitar, placing your fingers in position to play your first chord. âPlease welcome our 2012 winners, Spike of the Mind.â
Polite applause fills the room (along with a pair of voices screaming âFuck yeahâ), but only for a second before the crack of Nepetaâs drumsticks give you a tempo.
One, two, three, four.
**
Feferiâs last chord rings through the room and people start cheering. Roxy tries to start up a chant for Freebird, but it dies quickly when Dirk doesnât even join in. Meanwhile, youâre grinning and trying not to laugh. Though theyâve been yelling all through your set, they always save it for in between songs and itâs never mean heckling. Their entertaining shenanigans plus the lack of major blunders has you in a good mood.
That was your last song of the night, and one youâve never performed before tonight. Youâre more than satisfied with the response from the crowd. Even better, you spotted Kanaya at a table alone swaying slightly to your sound. You wonder if you can catch her before she catches up with some of her friends, and you donât have a lot of time to waste anyway, so you give a quick âThank you!â and blow a kiss and step away from the mic. The lights go down, and the boys of the last band come to take your places. They donât have a second guitar but they do have a keyboard, so you just leave Dave and John to set it up how they like.
Five minutes later, your guitar is safe in Meenahâs van and the boys have already started playing. You were kind of hoping to catch the name they settled on, but thatâs fine. Theyâre embarrassing themselves anyway â their lead guitar player is trying to also be their lead singer and he doesnât seem able to do either. Jake and the drummer seem to at least have the basics down, but theyâre playing ridiculously simple parts. John is good at keyboard and Dave is good at rapping, but their styles clash so much that it sounds like theyâre bad. All in all, you doubt theyâll compete next year.
If they were better, you might join Feferi and Nepeta in the crowd. Instead you decide to scan the empty tables, andâŚyes, Kanaya is still sitting alone. You pass by Janeâs drug pusher friends sampling the merchandise, Jade and Rose trying not to laugh, and Dirk and Roxy failing at that same goal, skipping all of them for the bar to buy two bottles of beer.
Kanaya notices you almost as soon as you turn around. You raise a bottle in greeting, and she raises an eyebrow as you head straight for her. âThis is generous of you,â she says as you set down one bottle on the table in front of her. She just barely smiles at you before she sips at her drink. Youâve never seen someone so classy drink such cheap beer before you met her.
You take the seat next to her rather than across. âPlease, itâs the least I could do,â you say. With another glance at the stage, you start on your own beer. Itâs kind of gross, but who drinks beer for the taste? Watching these guys would probably be easier if youâre drunk anyway.
âOh? What was it you wanted out of me, then?â There it is, that mocking tone that leaves you wondering if she likes you at all. Maybe you should be leaving Kanaya alone, but she makes you want to stay.
âOnly your company,â you answer with the littlest smile you can imagine. âAnd possibly a chance to gloat about the show, but Iâm not fussy.â
She blows some air out of her nose, but you think you can take it as a laugh. âYouâll have an entire year to gloat after you win.â It takes you a second to process what she just said. You cock your head to the side, but Kanaya continues before you can ask. âYou guys are good and getting better every year. Itâs tough to keep up with you.â
The compliment leaves you smiling and, surprisingly, blushing. To hide it you look away, back to the stage where the boys are starting some Linkin Park cover. You try to tune them out as much as you can. âI mean, I donât want to count my spiders before they hatch, but we rocked it.â
âThatâs not the phrase, and you did.â You glare at her, and she stares right back at you as she sips her drink again. âBefore long youâll be living the rock and roll lifestyle. Cocaine for breakfast at six in the evening, play your show, fuck your groupies, then crash in your mansion at nine in the morning.â
Your eyebrows raise higher and higher as she speaks. âMaybe thatâs not how I want to do it,â you suggest. âMaybe Iâll leave the cocaine to Meenah to bake into cupcakes. Maybe instead of fooling around with groupies, I want to be all aloof and mysterious and possibly taken.â
Kanaya cocks her head to the side. âTaken? For some reason I thought youâd be the suave type to approach a lady with a drink to initiate a conversation and see where it goes.â
You open your mouth to point out that youâre bisexual before you realize thatâs not the point here. Â The point is that what she said matches up pretty much exactly with what youâre doing at the moment. âIs that what this looks like?â you ask. Then you realize two things. âYou donât seem too opposed to it,â you point out. What you neglect to mention is that you donât think you are either.
She blinks a few times. âNow youâre getting it.â She turns back to her drink again. At least now you have an answer to your question from earlier â Kanaya definitely likes you. She has for a while, if youâre guessing her implication correctly.
Maybe you should spend more than a few seconds deliberating, butâŚwell youâve got a gut feeling. You happen to be one of those lucky people whose gut feelings are never wrong. Besides, a date isnât a relationship, and you could certainly do a lot worse than Kanaya. (You have before. Multiple times.) âWell, I donât know about you, but Iâm not about one night stands. Iâm more of a proper date kind of person.â You pause to sip at your beer. âAre you free tomorrow?â
âI am. How about I pick you up at seven?â Now you blink. You kind of thought that, as the one bringing up the possibility of a date, you would be the one to plan the evening and pick her up. But itâs not like this conversation was following any of your expectations anyway, so fuck it.
âSeven it is,â you say with a grin, to terrible background music.
she reblogged an article that slutshamed miley cyrus it was p gross ???? and yeah okay wow thats upsetting i wish lorde would stop criticising female artists for no reason
oh wow i didnt know that???? hayley no ))): yeah i mean shes been criticising p much everyone and like there were things that made sense but i feel like shes trying so hard to be different and cool like...... ughÂ
was she talking about hayley's opinions or hayley's talent tho?? because some of hayley's opinions are shitty as hell so like ,, but if shes talking about her talent then fuck that :(
no no she literally said âi liked her voice until i heard the teen choice awards performance. i was v disappointed and it would be a good idea if paramore changed their singer or if hayley took singing lessonsâ [x] im linking the news since u can understand italian!!! also i didnt know about hayleys opinion being shitty?? like what did she say that was wrong if i can ask?? xx
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