#spins them around. they are the beyblade now

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Do you think the bayverse turtles ever get stuck on the back of their shells???

I cackled at this mental image XD

-A bayverse adorer and a huge fan of your work❤️❤️

Turtle Spinning Tops

A/N: Thank you so much, it means a lot😘💚🐢 The short answer is no, I don’t think so. But if one were to keep them on their shell and spin them around… hehehehe. I also decided to write a whole piece on this, because I have no chill💙❤️💜🧡

----------

Warnings: Spelling and mental imagery of back spinning Bayverse turtles.

----------

On one really knew when it started. It had just always been a thing they did to each other, especially as children. If one were to slip and fall, and land on their shell (which wasn’t too nice already), it wasn’t uncommon for that poor turtle’s brothers to jump into action, force them down while one to a hold of their ankles before spinning them around like a spinning top. Or as Mikey called it, a Turtle Blade, finding it similar to a Beyblade.

None of the turtles were a big fan of being a turtle spinning top, but they couldn’t deny how hilarious it was to watch their brothers spin helplessly on the floor. Besides, they had done it to him, so why shouldn't he also do it to them? It was only fair!

With that being said, a turtle spinning on their shell did cause a lot of distress. Especially when they were younger. Regular turtles aren’t meant to be upside down for a long period of time, so for a mutant baby turtle, their survival instinct would kick in. But as they grew older, it became less distressing and just more annoying. Once they hit their late teens, it became more and more rare for them to do it. If Raphael was watching television, and Donnie accidentally slipped on his way from the kitchen, Raph couldn’t be bothered enough to call in Leo and Mikey to help him. Instead he would just look over and ask, “shell’s good?”, which it usually was.

If you were to ask Master Splinter, he’ll tell you this started around the time they started walking. One would fall onto their back, either because their legs gave out, or because they took a misstep, and in no time the others would be upon the poor fellow. Back then it was almost a terror for them to be stuck on their shell, and Splinter had to step to comfort them.

But as scary as it was for them as toddlers, they almost found it fun once they hit their early twenties. After two to three years of not doing it, because it was “child-like and so not cool”, they started doing it again. But now it had suddenly turned into a way of celebrating. Instead of holding their brother above their heads and praising him around like many humans did, they get them on their backs as fast as possible. Leo finally mastered that technique he had practiced for months, maybe even years? Get him on his shell, now! Mikey finally had the world record in some obscure game none of them had ever heard of before? Turtle Blade! Donnie had finally cracked the code on something, or he finished that thing, he had been working on day and night in his lab? Spin and jump, so his legs don't kick you out! Raph set a new weight record, just like he had been trying to for months now? Spin! Spin! Spin!

God forbid if any of them ever got married. People will be asked to move from the dance floor, so they can give their brother a proper spinning. They only spin that could rival that, was if any of them had children. Their partner would quickly learn to keep a space open, if they ever had to tell his brothers any big news.

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt donatello #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt leo #tmnt headcanons #tmnt bayverse #tmnt bayverse donatello #tmnt bayverse donnie #tmnt bayverse mikey #tmnt bayverse leo #tmnt bayverse fanfic #tmnt bayverse raph #tmnt 2014 #bayverse leo #tmnt bayverse leonardo #tmnt bayverse raphael #tmnt 2016 #bayverse turtles #tmnt bayverse michelangelo #tmnt bayverse headcanons #bayverse raph #bayverse raphael #bayverse tmnt #bayverse donnie

[sn0wjam]

RYUGA AND GINGA ROLESWAP

Ryuga

Bey is now Storm L-Drago

All except the facebolt is swapped with Storm Pegasus so his new special move is called Draco Meteor I guess lmao

I swear someone on twitter mentioned that but I can’t find the reply

He’s like the metal fury version with a bit of metal fusion mixed in

He’s always bickering with Kyoya lol

“Pay your fucking repair tabs.”

“Later.”

OK SOO LORE STUFF

Umm so basically Dark Nebula is now the Nebula Organization

Their mission is to protect the forbidden bey, Lightning Pegasus, and prevent it from getting in the wrong hands

Unfortunately Hagane Ryusei, who now has Doji’s role, has other plans <3

He and Ginga steals the bey

Doji, who allegedly dies in this event, tells Ryuga he needs defeat Ginga and get it back

Ryuga is more pissed that the guy he lost to shit talked him than the fact that his GUARDIAN is DYING

So he’s like “You don’t even need to tell me!!”

And Doji is like ugh of course. And he launches Storm L-Drago to him before dying

And so his adventure begins!!

Before metal fusion, he didn’t really understand the point of having close allies(he means friends but he refuses to use that word) and didn’t bother to make any

And so over the course of the fusion and masters he learns to open up more and let people into his life

I like to think that after the defeat of Ginga, everyones celebrating and hes like damn.. This is nice. And he has a sincere little smile

And then Kyoya and Madoka are like “OH MY GOD???? HE’S FUCKING SMILING???? GUYS ARE WE SURE THE DARK POWER IS GONE….. ARE WE SURE IT DIDN’T SOMEHOW TRANSFER TO HIM??!@$@#$&@^#*&@!#@^??”

Hagane Ginga

I still feel a little iffy about his outfit colors but this’ll do for now…

Yes, I like Kid Icarus

And Fire Emblem

Anyways

So yeah his bey is Lightning Pegasus, this universe’s forbidden left-spinning bey

Ginga now is like metal fusion Ryuga, just louder and energetic

Post metal fusion he’s still a loud asshole but hey no more dark power

Like I said earlier, he stands on his toes at all times so his feet look like horse legs

Bro his calves are RIPPED

I didn’t think about that part until after I drew him tho so you can’t really tell lol

I don’t feel like adding that detail rn… 

He is also very particular about his wing scarf

If you get them dirty he WILL kill you

I think that when he was a kid he was lonely and didn’t have friends

So similar to the song kirai kirai jigahidai (https://youtu.be/0c9958OoTL8?si=OlwGSQeuU6NBRjhB), he uses being strong at beyblading to try to get friends

But oh no he’s strong and being an ass about it so he doesn’t make friends

He makes up for it by being loud on top of that so everyone’s attention is on him

He wants to keep getting super stronger! So Ryusei (Sorry Ryusei) manipulates him to use him as a tool to harness the dark power

Post metal fusion, he regrets what he’s done

Still an asshole

But anyways, like the song again, he forgets his own self outside of beyblading

So he’s like fuck. People hate me for being an ass, how am I gonna make connections when I don’t have any other personality trait?

So then he’s going places just chilling and fucking around in hopes to find himself again

And then ta dahh he dies in metal fury and says to Ryuga like “Do you think we’d have been friends in a different universe?”

Corny but whatever you get the idea

Initially I wasn’t planning on having him die, but also omfg figuring out his outfit colors took away 10 years of my life so this is what he gets…

#metal fight beyblade #hagane ginga #gingka hagane #ginga hagane #ryuga #role swap au

[just-a-space-rabbit]

Super Chase

TW: miscommunication, murder, blood, dagger, death. Mood: Light, humorous

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Civilian stood motionless and scared in the dark alleyway. Their breath came out in short, rapid bursts, they struggled to hear their surroundings over their own beating heart. Their eyes darted around the scene in front of them, as their own mind refusering to accept what just happened. “You… You murdered Hero!!!” Civilian yelled before they could stop themself and cover their own mouth, even though it was already too late.

Immediately Villain wiped around startled at the sound of someone else in the alley. Their black mask and hood hid most of their face, while they still held the bloodied knife in their hand as they stood over the lifeless body.

Villain took a silent step towards them, before Cicilian’s scenes kicked in and they bolted in the other direction screaming. As they ran, Civilian heard the villain yelling at them. “Wait, it’s not what it looks like!” 

But Civilian did not believe that for a second and kept running as the villain took off after them.

Superhero lunged forward to attack, only to hit the wall shattering it into pieces as Supervillain effortlessly dodged them. 

“Are you done with that little dance of yours yet?” Supervillain mocked them as Superhero got back up. “you know you're too slow to hit me!”

“I’m only done when you're behind bars, and the ruby is returned to its rightful owner!” Superhero snapped back.

“Oh come on…” Supervillain said mockingly as they again dodged Superhero’s attack. “It's so pretty, can’t you just let me keep it?” they asked innocently before holding the gem in front of them letting it glow like fire in their hand.

Superhero was just about to say something when they were startled as Civilian bolted around the corner, before they crashed into Supervillain's arm sending the gem flying into the air. 

“What tha-” was all Superhero could get out as the Civilian stubbled forward before catching themself, only to look at the super’s they were now next to in terror. 

‘Oh, god, they are both looking mad at me!’ they thought and ran off not even realizing that the ruby had landed in the hood of their jacket.

 Before the two supers could even react to what happend, Villain came around the corner and ran past them both. “Coming through!” they yelled, showing Supervillain to the side.

“Villain!” Superhero yelled before they gave chase after them. 

“The Ruby!” Supervillain yelled and followed.

As Civilian ran they glanced behind them seeing that now both Villain and the Super were running after them. “Why did this have to happen to me? I just wanted to go out for dinner!” They yelled out to the universe, who seemed to then give them the answer of crashing into Right Hand who fell down into a muddy puddle. 

“OI!” Right hand snapped at them.

“SORRY!” Civilian screamed as they kept running. 

“Right hand!” Supervillain bellowed “catch that civilian!”

Right hand did not have to be asked twice as they set off with the ever growing group “On it! Sir.”  

“There is only one way to settle this!” Villain sidekick said as they and Hero Sidekick kept circling each other in the small street. There was a small crowd that stood nearby looking at them intensely. 

“You know that you don’t want to go there” Hero sidekick smirked “I’ll win this time, just like last time.”

“We’ll see about that!” Villain grinned as the two of them readied themself.

“3, 2, 1, Let It Rip!” they both said together as they unleashed their beyblades. The crowd cheered them on. But the two of them were to foucued on the battle to let the crowd distract them, and to foucued to hear the oncoming chase.

“Passing though!” Civilian yelled as they bolted in the middle of everything, barely missing the spinning blades. 

“Watch it!” Villain sidekick yelled, only to stop when Villain and Right hand passed them knocking out both beyblades at the same time. “NO!” they yelled defeatedly as they fell down on their knees.

“This is outrageous!” Hero Sidekick was now the one that yelled, only for them to also stop when Superhero and Supervillain came in behind the others and vanished down the alleyway.

“Um… do we follow?” Villain sidekick asked.

“Come on!” Hero sidekick yelled as they ran off. 

And the crowd also followed.

“Tonight was fun” Henchman said blushing, as they held Other hero’s hand. “I hope we can go out again some other day” They had wanted this for so long, it felt strange that this was real. Part of Henchman still waited for the moment they would wake up.

Other hero smiled gently as they leaned into Henchman “Well, maybe? If that boss of your’s won't get in the way.” they let their head gently rest on Henchman's shoulder.

“I don’t think Villain would mind,” Henchman chuckled as they brought Other Hero closer staring into their beautiful brown eyes. 

“Oh why is that?” Other Hero asked teasingly.  

“Well, because…  WATCH OUT!” Henchman suddenly yelled as he grabbed Other Hero and held them close just as Civilian whipped past only to be quickly followed by everyone else. 

Before the two could fully figure out what happend, Villain sidekicks yelled a “Hi Henchman!”  as they whipped past. Henchman immediately felt the blush growing.

“Hope your date is going well, Other Hero!” Hero sidekick yelled as they caught up and ran past the now embarrassed couple.

As the group got further away the two of them looked at each other before agreeing that they needed to follow, just in case it went wrong.

At this point Civilian was panting heavily, their vision had started to get blurred, but they still kept the pace. 

Of all things to think about, they thought back to high school and how much they hated that their father forced them to do cross country running. But now it seems that their endurance might finally pay off.  ‘If I survive this, then I’ll tell dad that I’m eternally thankful!’

But just after they thought that, they could feel that they were losing speed, and the sound of the ensuing group grew close and closer.

Civilian did not want to know what would happen when they caught up to them, so they narrowed their eyes as they bolted with all their remaining might. They were going to out run them or die trying!

And for a moment they were doing it, each turn the sound of the group got smaller and smaller. For a split second Civilian thought they might actually lose them. 

Then there was a sudden sound in front of them as someone dropped down in front of them, before they yelled “STOP!” Civilian did not react in time as they crashed head first into said person and fell down. 

The last thing Civilian saw as they lost consciousness was Hero’s concerned face.

“They are waking up!” Hero sidekick yelled, as they removed the ice brick they had made to cool Civilian head down. 

It felt like the whole world was spinning as a group of blurry figures slowly came into view.

“Lay still,” Supervillain said calmly, holding his hand on Civilain’s head to heal it. “I think you might have gotten a concussion”

“How long was I out?” Civilian said in a weak voice.

“Just two minutes,” Hero sidekick answered. “So everything is still chaotic… unfortunately”

Then like a light switch went on, everything that had happened came back to them. “HERO!” Civilian suddenly yelled.

“Yes?” Hero just after they sent the group of civilians away.

“You're alive?” Civilian yelled as they sat up only for Hero sidekick and Supervillain having to catch them as they almost fell back. “I thought Villain killed you!” 

“So that's why you were running from Villain?” Hero asked them. Looking at Villain who looked visibly stressed.

“Yes! I saw you! I saw them!” Civilian continued almost in tears. “They had a knife and blood and everything!”

“Is that why you were chasing them?” Hero snapped suddenly as they turned to Villain. 

“I just tried to stop them from running, so I could tell them that there was a misunderstanding!” Villain said defensively though they were not meeting anyones eyes. 

“Villain! What did you do?” Everyone, except Civilian groaned. While Civilian looked confused.

“I killed the robot that Scientist made after it began to run rampant! I’m sorry for helping! It was dark. The robot was made to look like Hero. I totally understand where Civilian took the conclusion that I had murdered you.” villain said clearly flustered.

“What I want to know is why everyone else joined in?” Villain added pointing to the rest of the group. “I mean come on! Hero Sidekick and Villain sidekick dragged a whole crowd with them!”

“We just came along because you ruined me and Hero sidekick’s weekly beyblade match!” Villain sidekick said grumpily “and!” they added “you bent my favorite beyblade when you stepped on it! Look!” They said as they held out the broken beyblade close to Villain’s face for proof.

“Sorry, about that… I’ll buy you a new one” Villain said. 

Civilian could hear villain sidekick mumble something close to ‘you better’ as they sat back down.

“And how about you two?” Hero said smugly as they looked at Other Hero and Henchman who upon everyone turning their head towards them immediately moved further away from each other, “why did you two chase after everyone?”

“Well…” Henchman said “just wanted to help in case things went south” to which the Other Hero nodded. “About you Right hand?”

“I was ordered to by my boss” Right hand said crossing their hand. 

“Wait a minute… supervillain?” Superhero yelled suddenly as they remembered the fight had been in the middle of. “The ruby in Civilian's jacket!”

Civilian “The WHAT?” 

But it was too late, by the time they noticed Supervillain was in a mad laughter as they ran away ruby in hand. Right Hand quickly took the hint and followed suit.

“Get back here!” Superhero yelled as they bolted after them, only to be followed by not only Other Hero, Hero sidekick, and Hero, but also by Villain sidekick and Henchman who wanted to try and steal the gem for themself.

Leaving a very confused Civilian and Villain behind.

Villain made a loud sigh, as they looked down at Civilian. “Come on, I know Supervillain healed you, but just for safety sake let’s get you to a hospital”

“Is your job always like this?” Civilian asked.

To which the Villain only answered with laughter.

#heroes and villains community #hero x villain #hero x henchman #villain x civilian #snippet #tw miscommunication #tw murder #tw blood #tw dagger #tw death #my writing

[maukiki-but-cringefail]

i swear to fucking god im not a hater but if i see another fucking badly-made thumbnail boring neurotypical straight guy with lame monotone voice talking over buncha mfb clips video of the worst metal fight beyblade takes ive ever seen with the unfunniest jokes im gonna rearrange the DNA sequence of the closest person to me to that of a Doto greenamyeri nudibranch because i swear to god just shut the fuck up.

how the fuck do you meatheads base how much you like a character over powerscaling and win ratio. would you prefer a wild bear over your own mother because the bear is stronger than her? thats how you fuckin sound like. i gotta rant this shit out because i had enough if i hear another fucking "ryūga da goat🥶🐐" "beyblade really is that serious🤣" "This show is so acoustic😵" "did you know that moses split the sea with a be-" WE FUCKING KNOW THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS AT THIS POINT. ALSO IF YOU DEADASS USE AUTISM AS AN INSULT LET ALONE USE THE WORD ACOUSTIC OR ARTISTIC FOR IT STAY 7 KILOMETERS AWAY FROM ME AND ALSO DONT WATCH METAL FIGHT BEYBLADE EVERYONE IS GAY AND AUTISTIC YOU KNOW WHY⁉️ which cishet neurotypical out there makin spinning tops fight with neon green or blue whateverthefuck hair half the cast looks like they been hiding in closet before their debut episode.

PRIME example of these bad takes is , because of powerscaling again the hate on masamune ? i thought people hated him because they thought he was annoying (like how i did when i first watched it when i was little) (FOUR YRS OLD) and like id get that as in he talks alot or whatever but people hate him because. fucking. "he has a low win ratio and claims to be the number one blader" BITCH THATS A 15 YR OLD. or like around that age somewhere you get the point. so what if the taco doritos colour palette guy a little confident in himself bitch you hate fun you hate sillyness. people also use him as like a tool to praise kenta? constantly i see takes like "kenta is like masamune if masamune didnt suck" or something as in they both try to rise to the top and get stronger but one of them doesnt talk shit like did you know you can praise a character without putting down the other one motherfucker. another one is "masamune isnt a legendary blader because he talks shit but cant actually back it up" Hey my brother in Allah lets play a little game. which one of the fucking legendary bladers talks big about himself. you have ten seconds. 10...9...8....KING. KING IS RIGHT THERE .

also saw someone say damian shouldve been a legendary blader⁉️⁉️mf that boy was on rearrangement stereoids the effects of that wouldve already worn off by the time of metal fury how does that even WORKK😭😭 he was probably off with 3 big fucking pet dogs to eat custard pudding or sumn idk .Ryūga dickriding has been a thing for for ever but right now for some reason people decided they didnt talk about that guy enough. theres so many videos on him guys there are other characters to talk about i can write a three billion word essay on damian but i dont think i can say anything about ryūga that hasnt been said at this point. also the people who claim hes alive BECAUSE hes alive in the manga is crazy like yall cant see those as two different universes? im not saying wether if i think hes alive or not this isnt about that dont miss the point. i wanted to make text posts about mfb for forever but i was embarrased for god knows why so i just posted my mfb fanart on my main but i cant take it anymore (eatina burger with no honey mustard) must speak this time im afraid

also sorry if this is hard to read im not good at ending sentences where i should punctuation jumpscare. powerscaling mfs will hear u say u like a character like for example tsubasa or sumn and immediately bring up ryūga like shut the fuck up this shit happened on twitter i dont even use twitter i opened the app for 000.1 seconds. you just jelaous ryūga will never serve like did mf also im not a ryūga hater anyways i reached the character limit fuck

#rant post #Sorry i had to . FUCK. #mfb #beyblade #beyblade metal saga #metal fight beyblade #beyblade metal fight #beyblade metal fury #ryuuga #Ryūga #masamune kadoya #me if i was written by vivziepop

[strawbs-screaming]

☆ WVBA On A Snow Day ☆

hehe this is so jolly (i am writing this in the middle of august and it doesnt snow where i live)

Glass Joe

- layers and layers of thick & warm clothing, walking around with 5 layers of scarves, coats & sweaters, might as well wear the entire closet

- tried to make a snowman, it got knocked over insantly

- freezing, he is really shivering his timbers over here

- had some hot cocoa

- went iceskating, slaying it

- did some snow angels with Mr Sandman

- he doesnt tolerate the cold well but still having fun

Von Kaiser

- 2 layers of comfy & cozy clothing, the cold isnt getting to him today nuh uh

- so whimsy, so jolly, he is so thriving

- making snowmen with disco kid, ended up making a snowfamily for the snowmen and a snowdog and made them pay snowtaxes and busted their snowcaps if they didnt pay up

- worst iceskater ever but still having fun

- sitting next to a fireplace & reading a book, he looks like hes gonna tell you a bedtime story

- eating snow yum yum exquisite delicious delectable tasty

Disco Kid

- didnt wear enough layers, out here shivering like a kitten in a wet cardboard box out in the street

- made sure the snowmen paid their snowtaxes

- hes the reason why they call it iceskATEing, smoother than the ice hes skating on

- drinking iced coffee no matter the weather, -20 degrees celsius? At least his ice will last longer

- made a igloo, nobody except kaiser is invited

- fell asleep next to a fireplace like a street cat saved from the cold

King Hippo

- not going outside, ever, he doesnt handle the cold well, it isnt just a "my timbers are shivering i need a extra layer" its more of a "hypothermia is just behind the corner and i dont feel like dying"

- do not expect him to step outside, not even a foot

- drinking soup & sleeping half of the day

- Literally hibernating

- so many blankets & pillows, taking the longest nap of the world ever

Piston Hondo

- also needs a whole lot of layers, out here looking like a head of lettuce

- making really cool snow sculptures, so proud of them

- enjoying hot cocoa, wrapped up in a blanket

- snowball fight starter, he simply let the thoughts win

- keeps tripping while iceskating, has to hold on to bear hugger for dear life because he doesnt wanna faceplant into the floor

- joining kaisers snow eating, he just sat next to him & started eating snow as well

Don Flamenco

- forgot to layer up & regrets not wearing a extra coat, bull had to lend him one because he looked like he was on the verge of death

- making snow angels, keeps getting snow thrown at his face as he lays down

- put his forehead wig thing on a snowman

- sad because he forgot to take his plants inside & they died :(

- killing it while iceskating, out here spinning like a beyblade

- keeps falling asleep at weird places because cold weather + curling up in a ball really honks his shoos, ends up being carried to somewhere warm & not so inconvenient, everyones just playing a big game of "where has this bitch fallen asleep again?"

- laying down on the snow, hes just peaceful right now

Bear Hugger

- layered up decently

- he was literally born for this kind of weather

- rolled a snowball down a hill & accidentally made a small avalanche

- cold weather makes him really sleepy, unlike don flamenco he knows how to not fall in inconvenient places

- stiff as a statue while iceskating, one wrong move and hes on the floor along with hondo

- on a rocking chair next to a fireplace, christmas movie intro style

- feels kind of lonely since his fellow bears he likes to hug are hibernating (the animal ones not the gay ones smh, if i meant it like that he would be hibernating too)

- made a small scarf for his squirrel friend : )

Aran Ryan

- atrocious winter clothes, someone call the fashion police

- trips every 5 seconds while iceskating, his face is so bruised its unreal

- chucking snowballs and running away from people

- joined Sandman roll down a hill for fun, nobody spoke, nobody showed any emotions, but it was truly one of the memories of all time

- cold weather makes him energetic so hes a pain in the ass to deal with even more now

Soda Popinski

- wearing shorts & a tshirt, really good at tolerating the cold, soda popinski doesnt get hypothermia, hypothermia gets soda popinski

- also eating snow with kaiser & hondo

- tried to iceskate & chipped a tooth

- used as a human shield during the snow ball fight

- he showers in ice cold water on the daily so this doesnt inconvenience him at all

Bald Bull

- brought a extra coat because he knew don would forget to layer up & wouldnt listen to him if he reminded him

- in awe of soda popinski not being affected at all

- making huge snowballs and chucking it at aran ryan

- cold weather gets him angry & stressed a whole lot (same with any extreme weather condition) so tread carefully or this snow is gonna look like the flag of japan

- staying inside, mostly coming out when hes bored

- drinking tea & reading most of the time

- Just spinning while iceskating, cant seem to stop

Great Tiger

- has to also wear his entire closet, ends up getting sick anyway

- Just sadly staring out of the window

- making his clones play in the snow because just because he cant go doesnt mean they cant go

- drinking tea, hes so peaceful rn dont bother him

Super Macho Man

- not dressed up at all, got sick

- really pissed off he cant go out

- bitterly sitting in bed with a fever

- he is so gonna sob until hes no longer ill

Mr Sandman

- only person to tiptoe on that line between "you look like a pillow" And "you might as well go out naked" in terms of winter clothes

- Just making deformed snowmen

- suprisingly didnt fall on his face while iceskating

- he makes some killer hot chocolate

- tried to eat snow & got brainfreeze

- rolling down a hill for fun & climbing back up to do it again, with the most serious expression ever

#punch out #headcanon #punch out wii #don flamenco #bald bull #piston hondo #glass joe #punch out headcanons #aran ryan #great tiger #von kaiser #disco kid #bear hugger #soda popinski #super macho man

[literaphobe]

[while speaking i'm pacing the room and walking up the walls and ceiling like a spider] i'm obsessed with the way you so successfully and compellingly create sexual tension. it's truly insane how good you are at creating that dense atmosphere, and i'm just scrolling my phone peeking and reading line by line waiting for the bubble to pop. you've heard of sexual tension you can cut with a knife, now get ready for "sexual tension so palpable that you need a diamond drill to even make a dent." that is tvl to me. you have to have a master's degree in yearning with a concentration in pining to write something half as magnetic as this. your brain is so big. reading this fic is like watching a beyblade battle, watching the two of them spin around each other in rapid circles at mach speed, like you KNOW it's going to end but how messy will the final blow be??

i also really appreciate how the majority of this fic is from adrien's pov! i feel like i don't see a lot of that (in the fic i'm finding anyways), so to find one with it, and one so well written and well characterized at that, is like striking gold. every line has me going "they WOULD fucking say that !" i also love how you make sure to specify that though alya, out of love, pushes marinette out of her comfort zone, she stops it all once she gets the sense that marinette is genuinely uncomfy. bc they r besties!!! and alya cares about marinette more than proving that she knows what's best for her!!

im showering you in flowers and giving u the big bouquet cn gave lb except you can keep all the flowers mwah!!!!!!!

anon I need you to know… this ask blew me away in ways that are barely comprehensible like just WOW. WOW!!!!!! thank you so much and also you have SUCH a way with words this is SUCH high praise but it’s also being delivered so eloquently and I am just SO CHARMED

thank you thank you THANK YOU so much for real. ive reread this ask multiple times and I know i will continue to do so in the future, along with all the amazing anons ive been getting recently 🥺🥺🥺

it’s genuinely SO nice and heart wrenching to know that all the love and yearning and tension and emotions and complicated feelings I put into tvl can be felt this palpably… thank you for understanding and FEELING and seeing my vision… gives u a diamond ring

also HEHEHE im so glad ur enjoying the adrien pov!! for tvl i just felt like it was apt and also i like the adrichat pov ^_^ its fun and cozy and silly! also functionally tvl!maribug has far more secrets and Knows more so having the audience spend more time w adrichat makes it easier to maintain the suspense HEHEHEHEH also im so glad u are enjoying the characterization!!!!! and also tvl alya’s nuance. i wanted to make it very clear that while she’s been acting up and scheming and unwinding -> because she’s being kept in the dark about a bunch of stuff too!! and as we know it DRIVES HER INSANE when marinette keeps secrets from her… still. i wanted to show that when push comes to shove she’s able to take a step back and protect marinette…

#ask #tvl #anon let’s get married #I mean um what haha #adrienette fic #ladynoir fic #tvl ch4 #spider anon

[forthedancingandthethriving]

Whoops Game Grumps quotes

Crash: Inside, we're all a bunch of sadists.

----

Bob: No matter how hard you work and how big a celebrity you become, you'll never be as famous as cheese.

----

Lily: And then.. *pulls the cord on the Beyblade* ..you let it rip!

Lil Coding: I got it! *tries to catch it as it spins off the table* OWW!!!

Lily: Why would you try and catch the spinning metal blade from another country?!

LC: I thought it was like a dredel— Yeah, I really should disinfect this cut..

----

Mia, to Tulip: Wouldn't it be funny if you... lose a family member? Maybe two?

----

Mario: I'm the video game boy! I'm the one who wins!

----

Laharl: You can't open up the story of my life and just go to page 738 and think you know me.

----

Bob: I've got.. no money.

Lily: Why?

Bob, muffling his voice: Because I spent it all on gambling...

----

SMG3: You've gotta draw the line somewhere, you've gotta draw a fucking line in the sand, dude! You gotta make a statement! You gotta look inside yourself and say, "What am I willing to put up with today?

SMG3: NOT FUCKIN' THIS!!

----

Zack: Listen to your elders or whatever.

----

Abyssal: I'm making lemonade out of a bad situation. You know what I'm saying, ohh gotta add the sugar. Gotta add the goddamn ice cubes!

----

LC: Dremind me to get my bag then.

Cody: Dremind you?

LC: Yeah, dremind me.

----

Tartarus, showing Olypmus around TOTK: I just like walking through the world, man.

Olympus: I love it too.

Tartarus: Look at all this stuff we're explorning! *seeing something move out of the corner of his eye* What was that?

Olypmus: Explorning?

Tatarus, leading him over to what sees to be a deactivated Captain Construct: See, I wouldn't-

Tartarus, as the Captain Construct snaps and locks onto them: OH GOD ITS ALIVE!!!

----

Ash: You speak Fran-ques! (Français)

Tulip, as she laughs: What????

----

Shantae: Okay, so. Tulip, can I share something with you from earlier today?

Tulip: What is it?

Shantae, pulling up a chat box: Well, I sent you a text early in the morning.

Tulip: Yeah?

Shantae: Because we needed to figure out some stuff for the upcoming meetups, what we're going to do, and all that. And so, I was so, I was like, "Do you have any preference whether we do it this meetup or the next meetup?"

Tulip: Mhm.

Shantae: Your response..

Tulip: *already laughing*

Shantae, trying not to laugh: At 9:30 in the morning; "Motherfucking Jesse Eisenberg Jesus Christ fuck dude motherfuckin Facebook movie bullshit Jesus can you fucking believe this shit"

Shantae: No punctuation. Random capitalization. So I respond, "I have no idea what we're talking about right now"

Shantae: 45 minutes pass, I get a text from you; "God damn created Facebook then fucking lawyers and shit right fucking Winklevoss twins god damn rowing the boat fuck yo shit I can't even fucking believe this shit have you seen this shit fuck I just watched this shit fuck Jesse Eisenberg man"

Shantae, as Tulip is on the floor, laughing: I respond, "Tulip, you're scaring me." An hour passes.

Shantae: You respond; "Motherfucking Spider-man Spider-man you put in the time fuck put in the time motherfucking built shit with this bare hands fucking best friend shit Jesse Eisenberg I'm very tired"

Tulip: *losing her shit laughing*

Shantae: So I'm just like, "No problem, Tutu. I'll let Ash know, and we'll do most of the talking for you today."

Shantae: Immediate response. I'm talkin' like 5 seconds later.

Shantae, barely containing her laughter: "No man I'll just talk about the Facebook movie all day shit man you have to be so interested in the shit I have to say about the Facebook movie fuck dude I just watched it a year and a half ago fuck Jesse Eisenberg man he fucked over Spider-man crazy Winklevoss twins rowing Trent Resin or did the soundtrack fuck this guy who invented Facebook I don't like dying I can't think of who the fuck invented Facebook All I can think is who played the guy who invented Facebook who the fuck invented Facebook"

Shantae: And then, in all capital letters, two hours later;

"MARK ZUCKERBURG."

#admin: crash #bob bobowski #oc: lily #code: lil coding #oc: mia #smg4 mario #laharl #smg3 #smg4 zack #admin: abyssal #oc: cody #program: tartarus #program: olypmus #ash ketchum #avatar: tulip #shantae #incorrect quotes #i swear to god I made a post one time about how Ash and Tulip would bond over inventions and all that and like. it was mentioned how she -> #would get along with (I think) Celmont and Sophocles. and i wanted to do a quote about that but like i cannot find that post #(also for. other reasons too. glances at Tulip and Celmont possibly) #(possibly. i am currently on nightquil and fighting sleep so take whatever I say with a very very very very microscopic grain of salt) #But i SWEAR i made that post??? and i cannot find it???? im going insane or tumblr's search function is ass #probably both

[artichow]

what are ur oc’s beys like? :0 battle style, type, spirit, etc!!

oooh good question!!

Haruto: Mine is a Night Crow TR145HF/S, but I call it Raven. It's a stamina type bey, I don't battle much or have any time for it, really, but I guess I base my style on dodging strategies, especially in the first half of a fight. Raven uses it's perfomance tip to change it's speed very quickly and be almost impossible to hit, until the opponent loses it's speed. Although the fusion wheel doesn't deal much in attack, the spin track usually gives Raven enough momentum from the opponent's previous attack to push them very quickly out of bound. As for it's spirit, I noticed that Raven's spirit form's size depends on how much energy i put into a fight. It can go from an average sized crow to one of the size of... I don't know, like a lamp post I guess? It's pretty rare though.

(arti's note: I was originally gonna draw all three characters answering this question but I lost all my spoons very quickly so pls accept this messy unfinished sketch of Haruto showing his bey)

Shoyo: My beyblade is called Forbidden Actaeo. He has an spin track just like Hyoma's Aries, an Eternal Defense 145 track, and a Coated Stamina performance tip, like Masamune's Striker has. I'd say my battling style is pretty interchangeable, though I prefer to play on avoidance most of the time. Actaeo is very fast, and he often plays on his performance tip to stop in his tracks and strike from a different direction. His stamina and defense stats are very good, and his attacks are reinforced by the high speed he manages to maintain during fights. It's a really good balance type, I always manage to get out of sticky situations thanks to his resourcefulness! Though... there are some aspects of him that I have yet to be familiar with... Or want to use. But that's not important, sorry. His spirit is a deer, he actually has changed a lot, it's like he's been growing alongside me! Now he has antlers, and more hair around his neck too! Though sometimes his eyes look like a whole other animal... But- I must be imagining things. It seems he's not done transforming, it's a little scary but I guess... also exciting.

(actual drawing of Actaeo from earlier this year, I'd like to change the facebolt design again tbh but the overall appearance is still the same!)

Tatsuki: Arti didn't chose anything for me yet :D (I'm thinking a parrot bey, either attack or balance)

#thanks for the ask!!! it was a ton of fun to answer #i didn't put that much thoughts into their answers but i want to try and give them different voices like have them talk like #distinct characters? #arti talks #mfb oc #beyblade oc #shoyo beloved #haruto beyblade #tatsuki beyblade

[thelegendcreator]

He gazes at the small child in his cave with no small amount of shock. Well, he calls it a small child, but it’s actually taller than him. And on second thought, maybe he should stop calling it ‘it’, when it’s clearly a boy. The child just doesn’t look like anything Bruno’s ever seen before, that’s all. White hair, red eyes, a weird mask—wait a second, are the boy’s eyes glowing?

“Hey, uh,” Bruno stammers, “who are you?”

“I am Red Eye,” the child replies with a growly voice. “And this is my Bey, Legend Spryzen.” He holds up a very fancy spinning top, and Bruno does a double take when the spinning top—or whatever fancy thing Red Eye calls it—starts to glow as well.

“What are you doing here? How old are you? Where are your parents,” Bruno panics, hands fluttering at his sides and disturbing his rats. “Dios, how do I get you back home?”

Red Eye seems reluctant now. “I don’t know how I got here, I was training with my Bey and when I looked up I was here. And I’m twelve, for what it’s worth. I have no idea where my parents are, but they don’t matter. Where am I? And who are you?”

“Colombia. I-I’m Bruno Madrigal. So, um, is there anything I can do to get you back home?”

Red Eye contemplates this. “Well, I’m from Japan, but there’s this illegal training facility called the Snake Pit in Mexico that I’ve been hanging around for a while now. Point me in a direction, and I’ll be fine.”

“I-Illegal training facility?”

“Yeah, it’s where Bladers go when they really need to get stronger. It’s only for the best of the best. The weak ones die.”

“I don’t know what a Blader is, but do your parents know about this Snake Pit thing?”

Red Eye somehow gives him a look from underneath the mask. “No, and if you ever meet them—which is highly unlikely—I don’t want you blabbing about it to them. And what year is it? You’re wearing some pretty weird clothes.”

“Oh, it’s 1951. And I know the hourglass pattern is weird, but Mamá insisted. ‘You can see the future, Brunito, you must lean into it!’”

Red Eye’s mouth dropped open, then he cursed in a foreign language. “1951? That’s decades away from the year I’m from! How am I supposed to go back when I’m not even in the right year?” Then something seemed to click, and his mouth dropped again. “Can you really see the future?”

Bruno turns his eyes on, and Red Eye’s eyes flash in response under the mask. “Yeah, b-but I don’t do visions anymore. Since you’re not in the right year, maybe you can stay with the family until I figure out how to send you back?”

“The family?”

Bruno smiles, “Yeah, they’re the best. They’re gonna love you, kid. You’ll fit right in.”

Red Eye holds up a hand, “Please tell me there isn’t an upbeat extrovert that motivates everyone around them. Please, for my sanity, tell me there isn’t a friendship magnet.”

“Wow, you just described Mirabel! She’s my niece, y’know. Nice kid, she is.”

“May the gods have mercy on my soul.”

____

Before I watched Encanto, I was an avid Beyblade Burst fan for four years. When I saw that there was a crossover week, I just had to make the small rat man meet Shu in his angsty phase. Father figure, meet the teenage angstlord. You have your work cut out for you, Bruno.

#encanto #bruno madrigal #wdtajn #fanfic #beyburst #shu kurenai

[beyblader-observations]

Brooklyn is so ill. ; - ; It makes me love him so much, though. They could've presented him as "evil", but I really don't think they did. That's not how I saw it anyway. He's hurting. He's in need. And Takao comes in and heals him. Takao, who can be cruel and rude, steps up to the plate when things get rough. When someone is really in need is when his kindness really shows through. Sorry, this was supposed to be a post about Brooklyn, but by extension it's now about Takao as well. Takao saw how much Brooklyn was hurting, how sick he was, and helped him out when he needed someone to reach out and try to heal him. He saw that he was suffering, that he wasn't just "evil" like Volkov. I've made and seen a lot of theories about what Brooklyn's illness(es) or disorder(s) could be, but no matter how you slice it, he was sick and in pain and needed help. And I'm so glad that Takao was there for him. Some others were as well, like Dickenson/Daitenji, but not the way that Takao could be. When I think about it, this is what Takao does best. Throughout the three series, he can be a bit of a jerk to his friends during their everyday activities (mind you, I mainly watch the dub), but in each series, when there's someone in need, someone getting pulled into the dark side or trying to break away from it, someone who's in danger of hurting themselves or those around them, Takao is there to help. And that's how we know how good he is. Kai, Yuriy, Zeo, and Brooklyn were all suffering and Takao pulled them back up. Part of what makes Beyblade great is that the opponents that Takao faces aren't bad people. Volkov and some of the other old men behind the scenes are bad people. But the people that Takao actually battles against aren't. They're often brainwashed or lashing out because they're in pain, and a lot of the time, it's focused on mental anguish, illness, or trauma, which gives the original Beyblade a level of realistic drama amidst this very unrealistic premise where people can destroy the world with spinning tops.

#beyblade g revolution #brooklyn masefield #brooklyn kingston

[darkened-storm]

Mayblade Day 28

A bit short of our 500 words today, but I absolutely love this scene and I am so glad Mayblade gives me a chance to share it with you since it occurs very late in the plot of No Sacrifice No Victory. This also fits last year’s prompt of Bitbeast. 

Sunset

Later that afternoon, with Seraphina in hand and Kenny’s excited words ringing in her ears, Steph headed out into the backyard. Forgoing the stadium, she slipped between the old cedar trees and into a small clearing. She launched her beyblade and let it spin, watching as the majestic dragon took to the sky once again. Kenny had outdone himself, she decided almost immediately. The new design was similar in weight to the previous HMS design, but Kenny had dutifully taken all of her modifications onboard. He’d warned her about the shift in momentum of course, and it took her a few attempts to get the hang of directional changes. “You might need some practice to adjust to the shifting weight,” Kenny had told her. And when the Chief told you to do something, you did it! She continued to practice well into the afternoon, slowly getting the feel of the way in which the new beyblade moved, from the slight adjustments needed for cornering to the way in which it glided effortlessly from tree to tree. Before she knew it, the sun had begun to dip towards the horizon, casting a pink haze over the pond and over the dragon’s wings, making them sparkle like a million tiny diamonds. “She’s magnificent,” a voice said quietly from behind her. She turned around to see Matt standing at the edge of the pond. “Yes,” Steph agreed as he moved to join her on the bridge. He leaned up against the guard rail, looking up at the dragon in awe. Then it dawned on her. He could see Seraphina! “When did you - ” she broke off, unable to contain her excitement. “How long have you been able to see them?” Matt merely shrugged his shoulders. “A while now,” he admitted. “First it was like seeing a hazy coloured light. Then it started to take shape - this is the clearest I’ve seen her.” As if on queue, the mighty dragon banked her wings. She skimmed the surface of the pond, the tips of her wings sending a gentle spray of water in their direction, making Matt jump back from the railing in surprise. Steph stared at the dragon in awe - she had never seen Seraphina interact with another human in such a way. Show off, she scolded the spirit and was rewarded with Seraphina’s toothy grin. The dragon was enjoying herself. “How?” Steph asked, perplexed. Again he shrugged. “I did what you told me to,” he said. “I just believed.” She could only stare at him in disbelief. “Careful, Summers,” he said, the corners of his lip twitching upwards. “You’ll get wrinkles if you think too hard.”

#beyblade #mayblade #mayblade 2023 #beyblade fanfiction #Beyblade OC

[blackink-onpaper]

The Descend and the Resurface

Damian Hart (Beyblade) x OC

Summary: OC comes from a complex background, and in the midst of trying to save it all and help her family she enters a strange arrangement, which will change her life forever.

Masterlist 🖤

Tags: Beyblade, Beyblade Metal Masters, Damian Hart, OC, Gingka Hagane, team Starbreaker, team Gan Gan Galaxy, Zeo Abyss, Jack, dr. Ziggurat, Hades Inc.

A/N: (ambience suggestion) this chapter goes along with the canon storyline, so watch Beyblade Metal Masters episode 95 if you like, it’s available on youtube! Enjoy! :D

Chapter 18

“Blow these flames away! Do it now!” Gingka pleaded to his Pegasus

Damian chuckled, amused by the wind: “A waste of time.” describing in a single sentence the several effort-cancelling blows Kerbecs was delivering to Pegasus.

Damian and Gingka then had a brief conversation about the Bey spirit that calls out to the Blader, versus the Bey being created for the Blader, as was Damian’s case. Although amused by what Gingka was saying, Damian’s flames were soon extinguished by Gingka’s special move, resuming the battle that was perhaps on the brink of being over a few moments earlier. ‘It didn’t matter though, of course a guy like Gingka couldn’t be defeated by Hades Drive alone’ I thought to myself.

“Here we gooo!” Gingka went all out on a full-frontal attack towards Kerbecs, but when I glanced at Damian, he was completely unbothered:

“That’s so cute!” He scoffed mockingly, as Kerbecs literally threw Pegasus up into the sky at impact:

“You should’ve let yourself fall quietly to sleep at the enterance to Hades!” Damian commanded everyone’s attention as his golden aura gleamed around him. In a demonic, chorus voice, he called his special move:

“Rise, Gate to Hades!”

‘Yes’ I thought to myself: ‘Gingka you’re a nice guy but this is the end of the line for you’ I thought to myself. The tall black marble gate rose from the ground. For the first time ever I was seeing the back of the Hades gate from where I was sitting, and it was just as decorated as the front, but with some meaningful inscriptions on it:

“Vincancai…” I strained my eyes to read the incription better: “…vincanti… brutatis…” some of the words were truly illegible, so I skipped over them: “icarcerati… Oh my God” I gasped to myself. The words were all in Latin, and they meant: “I won”, “victorious”, “brutal”, and “incarcerated”. The gate swung open, and the darkness sent out chains that grabbed Pegasus, dragging him into the empty, hopeless abyss. Because Hades Gate transports the Bladers into the Underworld of demise, the audience was under a sort of trance: I don’t remember anything that happened until Hades Gate burst open again, with Gingka’s Bey flying out. After a brief recovery, I saw the Beys clashing in the middle of the stadium surrounded by bolts of blue lightening whin then turned into a huge, overwhelming burst of blue power right out of the ground and into the sky - the bolts dancing across the stadium and damaging every surface they touched.

The Japanese presenter gasped: “Woah man! What goes on down there?”, followed by his American colleague: “Who has the upper hand now, huh?”

After a huge explosion that released a lot of dust and smoke into the air, the arena was silent as a graveyard. My eyes started to water from the dust, but I didn’t close them because I wanted to see if Kerbecs was still spinning. As the grey clouds dissolved, both Kerbecs and Pegasus were still spinning. Damian looked absolutely furious and outraged:

“C’mon Damian” I mumbled to myself, with a fresh stream of tears rolling down my cheek from my left, twitching eye, irritated by particles in the air: “You can do it”

Damian expressed his outrage: “How could my Hades Gate possibly have been broken open?!”

Gingka was bent in his back from the effort, or injuries, of breaking out of Hades: “Heh, now you’re finally starting to look like a Blader!”

Damian gasped with shock at what Gingka had just said, but built up his power to match Gingka’s all the same as they both engaged in the final, fatal, and deciding blow. The Beys rushed into a collision with a speed and blaze unlike anything I’d ever seen before - comparable even to Ryuga according to what I’d seen earlier - with both Gingka and Damian screaming their souls out in the final stretch to victory.

Pegasus was sent flying: “YES!” I stood up with my fists clenched, but then Gingka revealed this was actually a preparation for his special move:

“NOT HAPPENING!” Damian screamed, calling Hades Gate to open again. The collision between the two was epic, shaking the entire stadium as if an earthquake appeared. Then, the impossible happened: Pegasus pushed Cerberous right down into the desolation from which he came from, and pushed the gate into the ground which made the entire stadium start to crack and fall apart. This time around, I hid under my seat because of the cement blocks that fell from the top. As the smoke cleared, I stood up immediately to see if Kerbecs survived the fall:

“Oh no…” I gasped, gazing at Kerbecs’ stillness in the rubble of the arena.

“The winner is Pegasus! The winner of the Beyblade World Championship is team Gan Gan Galaxy!” The presenter announced with glee, as the stadium roared in cheers.

“Shit…” I uttered, looking at Damian who stood there in disbelief, before fainting and collapsing onto the stadium floor

“Damian!!” I gasped, grabbing my bag and running for the backstage door again, but the crowd slowed me down: “Let me go! It’s an emergency!” I kept yelling to people, but I could not move any faster than one person at a time: apparently and conveniently, everyone was in a rush to leave at the same exact time. By the time I pushed through and rushed into the backstage hallway, Damian was already being carried on a stretcher in the direction of the helicopter, with a passed out Jack with an IV on a stretcher behind him, and an awake Zeo on another one behind them:

“Camila!” Zeo waved at me, but I rushed to walk next to Damian: “Damian? Damian? Is he okay?” I asked the paramedic, but got a snobby brush-off from Ziggurat instead, who had somehow appeared right behind me: “Thank you for your concern, Camila, he’s just exhausted.”

I looked at him over my shoulder, almost tripping over my own foot, before realising he wanted to walk in front of me to lead the way. His tall stature made him a faster walker than me anyway, so I just slid to the back to join Zeo’s side. We walked into the helicopter with which we came, and soon took off into the sky. During the ride, I kept close to Damian’s side, caressing his hand which was cold, despite the fingerless gloves. As we landed on top of Hades Inc. I saw dr. Carlisle and a whole medical team was already waiting for us:

“They’re still uncoscious…” Ziggurat told Carlisle as he stepped out of the aircraft first, and then standing aside so the paramedics could bring out the boys. As I was coming out myself, I heard Ziggurat say to Carlisle: “Tend immediately to who ever wakes up first. Sedate them for tonight, they’ll need their full strength tomorrow.”

Carlisle objected: “Sedatives? But I’ve already given them-“

“Do as you are told, Vincent” Ziggurat cut him off coldly, adding before walking away: “I need to complete Toby’s Arrangement for the demonstration tomorrow and I don’t want any disturbances.”

“Toby?” I uttered to myself; could it be the Toby Zeo was talking about? Impossible. The Toby Zeo told me about was gravely ill and stuck in a hospital in the city centre, there is no way he could be here right now. Discarting the thought completely, I rushed behind the medical staff to catch up with them:

“Miss, you can’t follow us into the medical wing.” One of the doctors stopped me before joining them in the elevator:

“But-“ I tried to object, but the elevator door shut in my face. Suddenly, I was all alone. Or so I thought:

Carlisle walked up from behind me, calling for another elevator: “long day, huh?”

I sighed: “I’m worried about them.”

“I understand, I feel the same.” He nodded: “Can you keep a secret?”

“Of course” I looked at him

“I won’t sedate them.” He whispered: “They’ve been through too much medication in the last few days, their bodies just need to rest.”

I smiled at him: “you’re a kind man, dr. Carlisle. Much kinder than him.” I referred to Ziggurat with that last stab. Carlisle remained silent as we walked into the elevator and pressed our desired floors.

“He told me.” Carlisle said quietly after the doors closed, with a gentle smile pointed my way: “Indirectly.”

I looked at him with a terrified and embarrassed expression, unsure of what amount of detail has been provided - given he was talking about what I think he was talking about.

“He will be awake in a few hours” he checked his wristwatch to calculate when approximately, uttering something from under his breath: “Yes, in about half an hour they’ll transport him to his own room to sleep, which is when I’m supposed to come and administer the sedatives, and I can let you in. He should wake up around 6 or 7PM.”

My face relaxed into a smile: “thank you, doctor.”

—

A/N: Fun fact, the Latin words Camila reads off of Hades Gate are actually the lyrics within Damian’s theme song! It’s a detail not many fans notice, so I wanted to share it :)

Please let me know how you like the story so far, it means a lot to me!

#beyblade #beyblade fanfiction #damian hart #gingka hagane #damian hart x reader #oc #anime #beyblade gingka #beyblade damian #beyblade jack #beyblade smut #julian konzern #team excalibur #gan gan galaxy #zeo abyss #hades inc #beyblade metal fury #beyblademetalmasters #beyblade metal fusion #beyblade zeo #masamune kadoya #fanfiction #fanfic #my fic

[misiwrites]

mayblade oneshot #2

prompts: forest; song; tattoo; cupcake; stars; magical boys (but mainly just magical boys tbh) characters: BBA word count: 3,042

summary: A scene set in a magical boy AU.

late as fck for @may-blade week 2 but sshh

so this AU is old, older than 4kingdoms, but i've never written anything for it. this is directly based on some old notes i have of… well the scenario depicted in this oneshot. the setting is purposefully exactly as dumb as an average kids anime episode plot would be. this probably doesn't make much sense but i did my best to capture the core of this AU with these few words.

☆ ☾ ☆ ☾ ☆ ☾ ☆

“Wow! This place is so magical! It’s wonderful! I never thought such forests existed in Japan!”

“It’s cool and all, but I’m getting hungry.” Takao yawns while lumbering after Max’s ecstatic bounce. “And sleepy. How long are we gonna stay out here?”

“I’m inclined to agree with Takao here… It is getting rather dark.” Manabu’s voice is as shaky as his tread, and he keeps glancing left and right and over his shoulder as they walk deeper into the dark forest path, surrounded by nothing but lush foliage veiled in the falling dusk of the approaching night. He’s clutching his laptop tightly against his side. It’s not like he can let go of it, either way, as it’s literally a part of his body now. Has been for several weeks already.

“No, it’s not as dark as you think. Look.”

They step into a small clearing – not just a clearing, in fact, but a fenced platform for sightseeing over a small ledge along the hilly forest path – and Max stops in his tracks. He cranes his neck back and points a hand overhead, the wide, goofy trademark grin on his face.

And so Takao and Manabu follow his example. The sky has turned into a giant canvas of thousands, millions of diamonds in velvet blue, shining down on them from so far away that none of their middle schooler brain can comprehend it. The sky feels so infinite and endless all of a sudden that it’s making Takao’s head spin. The stars are dancing in his eyes, this masterpiece of gods makes him feel himself so very small.

Well, the world has proved itself a whole lot crazier than he ever expected already, so this sort of feeling isn’t half alarming to him at this point. After all, he now has a magical spinning top in his pocket with a mythical dragon spirit inside that can transform him into a warrior – a “beyblader”, per the magical spinning top, a beyblade – who fights for justice—

Or he would have, if he hadn’t been dumb enough to leave Dragoon in his backpack which now sits on his bed back at a Northern Okinawan camping centre. Their teacher said they wouldn’t need to bring any bags for this rainforest tour – how was he supposed to remember he’d put the spinning top in a side pocket? Besides, Max had done the exact same thing with his Draciel whom he usually kept snuggled inside his overalls, but just today he’d left it behind.

Ah, well. Hopefully the holy beasts won’t be too mad that they’re missing this phenomenal scenery. This trip was a last-minute change of plans, so they weren’t prepared to bring even the beasts with them; it’s not like Takao and Max could have carried Seiryuu and Genbu around in any feasible way during this semi-guided evening tour in the woods, it would have been weird to bring “plush toys” along. It’s already embarrassing enough for Takao that everyone at school now thinks he’s into carrying toys around on seventh grade.

Max’s appearance into their class a month ago made it just a bit better. Everyone adores Max, and since Max is also carrying Genbu around, Takao doesn’t seem so stupid with his Seiryuu. Besides, it’s kind of exquisite to be carrying real magical creatures around and have everyone else think they’re toys. The three of them – Takao, Max, and Manabu – are the only ones around who know the truth, that these are real holy beasts, otherworldly beings and guardians who created the universe eons ago… and now follow them around in convenient dog-like size and cutesy appearance that’s enough to fool other people.

Takao still doesn’t quite get it. How Seiryuu just suddenly appeared into his life by jumping out of the bit in the ancient family heirloom sword in their dojo and telling him he’s a chosen warrior who needs to save the world from the powers of evil. Something about him being one of four with these divine powers and how it’s actually all magic trickled down to him from some other era in a whole different plane of existence where he was the ruler of a world created by Seiryuu.

None of that really makes much sense to Takao – but what does is him being extraordinary. He’s always known there’d be a day when he turned out to be something special. Having spent his childhood watching shows and reading comics about superheroes and athletes with supernatural skills, he’d always wanted to become one. And now he has.

What exactly are these powers of evil that he needs to protect the world from, though? This, he doesn’t really understand either, but the only important thing to him is that he, with his magical powers of good and justice, can help people who are being attacked by those evil forces for whatever reason. The first victim he helped was Manabu, actually, though that day is such a bizarre blur in his mind that if  Manabu himself wasn’t here to confirm it every day, Takao would have thought it was all just a bad dream. He’d coincidentally found Manabu in the middle of the process of transforming into a monster, which was when he’d suddenly heard Seiryuu’s voice in his head calling for him to come to the dojo in order to save the boy. It felt like dumb luck, really, since Takao had been so confused he hardly knew what he was doing that day, and in the end he couldn’t stop Manabu from partially fusing with his laptop – but unless Takao had helped him with his magic as instructed by Seiryuu, Manabu would have been completely consumed by the computer and turned into some kind of freaky cyborg creature.

Fortunately they put a stop to that, and many other such disasters over the past two months. There was a girl so consumed by wanting to become an idol that she couldn’t stop singing and almost turned into a microphone monster; there was a guy so ashamed of his yakuza background that he was nearly consumed by his tattoos and turned into god-knows-what; and of course, there was Max who, after moving to Japan and getting transferred to Takao’s class, nearly succumbed to depression over missing his mother so much – but rather than Takao, he was saved by Genbu who awakened just in time to revive Max’s magical powers. Like Takao, Max was one of the four warriors, or guardians, or ancient kings or whatever they were. They’d been fighting these powers of evil latching onto people’s depressive inner thoughts since, with help from Manabu who, ever since nearly fusing with the laptop, had somehow gained the power of being able to sense when a new seed of evil was about to grow somewhere nearby. He had basically become their monster radar, and then it was up to Takao and Max to save the day.

Except that now they had left their magical spinning tops and therefore their holy beasts behind in the camping centre. Then again, what could ever happen here on this beautiful forest trail in the middle of nowhere in Okinawa? Surely it would have been way too big a coincidence for the monstrous forces to follow them all the way to this remote place…?

“Here.” Max reaches into the pouch in his overalls and hands a small cupcake over to Takao. “It’s not nice walking around hungry.”

“Oh. Thanks.” Takao, surprised but grateful, accepts the iced delight.

“Wait,” says Manabu with a frown, “you are carrying cupcakes around but left Genbu behind?”

Max shrugs. “I guess I thought I took Draciel but it was actually the pastry box.”

Manabu lets out a dramatic sigh. “I’m not surprised about Takao, but I didn’t realise you were so absent-minded too, Max...”

“Hey!” Takao snaps at him, icing on his cheek. “What’s that supposed to mean?!”

Manabu is just about to open his mouth again for some snarky response when he suddenly freezes. The laptop under his arm makes a familiar beep-boop sound, and both Takao’s annoyed expression and Max’s content grin switch shade into alarmed gravity.

The sound means that Manabu’s radar has picked up incoming monster activity nearby.

“Look.” With a whisper, Manabu points a hand beyond their party of three. At the other end of the sightseeing ledge, by a flimsy railing signalling a drop down, a boy from their class has started acting weird. What is he doing there all alone, anyway? Takao, Manabu, and Max have been walking slowly on purpose, to have enough distance from the rest so that nobody could overhear them talking about their powers and monsters. But, it turns out, there was another person there, and now he’s evidently trying to climb the fence while reaching out one hand towards the sky.

It doesn’t look like the boy is trying to jump off the ledge. It’s more like he’s trying to reach up towards the sky from the railing.

“Hey, you there! That’s dangerous!” Takao yells at the boy at once, charging towards him.

Manabu and Max are about to follow; just then, the boy turns around and flings the outstretched arm at them, sending something sharp to dart through the air; Takao barely dodges the assault by somersaulting to the ground.

“Leave me alone!” the boy shouts, glaring at Takao frantically. His eyes have gone mad, and strange, sharp protrusions are starting to pop out of his skin. They seem to glint with gold in the faint light of the nearest lamppost lining the opening. “I have to go! It’s all I’ve ever wanted! I have to get there!”

“Get where?” Max asks him.

“The stars!”

“Oh, for heaven’s sake,” Manabu mumbles next to Max, running a hand through his hair. “What are we going to do? How do you turn him back to normal without the beyblades?”

“Look, uh...” Takao, with his hands now diplomatically lifted in front of him and taking wary steps forward instead of running, “what’s your name again...? Nobuo? You know—”

“I’m going to become a star!” Nobuo shrieks as his body is being torn open by more and more sharp points that keep appearing, his skin turning dark around the piercing wounds. “No matter what! I have to become a star!”

He stomps the dirt with his foot and, to the astonishment of the other three, more small, sharp objects begin to fall out of the sky on them, like hail but deadly.

“This is bad!” Max yells, diving under a tree for cover. “Why’s my Draciel Fortress not here when I need it the most...!”

“Well, what can we do?!” says Takao in response, landing on his stomach nearby while shielding his head from the star hail, despite already wearing his usual cap for cover; Manabu has done the same with the laptop. “No way we can just run out to the camping grounds from here!”

“I don’t know!”

Just as they see the boy preparing for another throwing star assault, and utter, absolute panic begins to set upon the trio for the realisation that this may just be the first time they can’t do anything against a person about to turn into a monster, wondering what’s going to happen if they can’t – they are blinded by a flash of light so bright and sudden, none understand it’s even happening before the flash is already gone. It leaves only a burnt shadow over their shocked, blinking eyes.

Within the polarised chaos of light and dark, something is moving in front of them. And fast.

The next moment, the furiously blinking Takao realises that Nobuo has collapsed and is now lying on the ground on his stomach, unmoving.

“Wait... What... Whoahaha...?” he stutters.

And then, in another blink of an eye, there’s a person standing in front of them who most certainly wasn’t in that spot just a second ago, a person wearing an outfit so white that it sticks out bright like day in the darkness of the night. It fans around him like the sphere of a full moon as he kneels down to check on the unconscious boy on the ground.

“It’s a blader!” Manabu gasps in astonishment.

The person jolts and whirls around back to his feet at Manabu’s voice, his long, white ponytail whishing behind him like a tail. Through the darkness, a pair of sharp amber eyes like two chunks of gold stare at their dumbfounded company crawling out of hiding – and there’s a weapon in the person’s right hand that’s at least as sharp, a long pole of metal with a deadly-looking blade that looks like an intricate lance but is nothing like anything Takao has ever seen before, it seems to be rattling with electric current in his hand while he wields the weapon with astonishing ease.

“Who are you?” he asks, frowning.

“We should be asking that!” Takao says in response, approaching the person cautiously. “Where did you come from? Are you really a blader too?”

The look in his golden eyes softens some. But not much. “I am. Does that mean you are also...? But you were doing nothing to help this boy.”

“We would have,” Max says sheepishly while brushing dirt off his orange overalls, “but our beys are not here... because we’re... well... on a school trip.”

Indeed, they can hear the ruckus of an approaching crowd from somewhere along the forest trail. The rest of the class is making their way back to see what’s going on.

Takao, Manabu, and Max quickly brainstorm a lie about Nobuo having collapsed from exhaustion after climbing all the way to the sightseeing deck, while their new acquaintance transforms out of his magical form in a flash; gone are the butterfly wing sleeves and the lance and out comes not only him in much toned-down appearance, without the cat-like features and purple sheen in his hair, but also the glittering silhouette of a holy beast that hops out of his silver bey and takes form on the ground in front of them. Just barely larger than an average housecat, what the trio of friends now see in front of them is a miniature tiger with white fur, stripes of green, and a tail coated in gold.

“The White Tiger!” Manabu exclaims and squats down to take a closer look. “Byakko!”

The tiger pulls its head back, squinting at Manabu with its slit pupils.

“Did I give you permission to address me?” it says, lifting its chin haughtily.

“My name is Kon Rei,” Byakko’s companion says, completely disregarding his furry friend’s attitude. “I’ve been looking for you – but can’t say this was the way I expected to meet the three other bladers.”

Manabu springs back up, evidently giving up with trying to make contact with Byakko. “Ah, I am not a blader. I’m more like a – an assistant.”

“I’m Seiryuu’s owner,” Takao hurries to say, stepping up. “Or, I mean, Seiryuu owns me, I guess.”

“Genbu’s here,” says Max with a hand over his heart.

“Is that so? Well, then – where’s Suzaku?” Rei asks, rousing the other two to exchange a confused glance.

“Well, we don’t know,” Max then says.

“You haven’t found it yet?”

“No,” Takao admits. “I only just met Max and Genbu not-so-long ago, too.” Although...

“Good!” sneers Byakko from the ground. “Suzaku is a whine-baby, a good-for-nothing! I’ll rather hear Seiryuu’s stupid tales for the rest of my life than that whiner’s voice.”

But Takao’s not listening to the tiger. There’s a memory that keeps bugging him, from the day he was summoned to the dojo by Seiryuu... The memory of a shadow passing overhead, the ominous silhouette of a dark bird much larger than any bird that he knows ought to be, and with multiple phoenix-like tails trailing after it... But he couldn’t even begin to understand why Suzaku would have been there that day and simply passed over him. And Seiryuu didn’t say anything about Suzaku’s presence there, either.

And yet...

“Anyway.” Takao shakes his head and reaches out a hand to Rei. “I guess we should get to know each other. I’m Kinomiya Takao! Maybe you could come with us to the camping centre? Or do you live around here?”

“No, not at all. I’m basically just another camper.” Rei gives Takao’s hand a firm yet not overtly friendly shake. He eyes the rest warily for a moment – but his defiant spirit appears fairly amendable, because he gives them something akin to a smile then. “But I guess I could come with you... I did come to Japan to find the other bladers, after all. Spending a night under an actual roof sounds nice – especially if there’s something to eat there.”

Max lets out a noise. He steps closer to Rei while fishing out one of his emergency cupcakes from his overalls. He hands it over with a wide smile.

“Here, you can have one if you’re hungry! My name is Max, by the way. Nice to meet you, Rei!”

“Uh. Thank you.”

“And I’m Saien Manabu, but everyone calls me the Professor,” says Manabu, straightening his glasses while bowing weakly at Rei. “N-nice to meet you.”

Such was their first meeting with Rei and his holy beast companion, Byakko.

And after their company has left the scene with the unconscious yet unscathed boy that they’ve saved, all that remains at the site of the forest trail is a single dark feather on the ground, unnoticed, shrouded by the surrounding night.

* * *

“I see. So Byakko has united with the rest in Japan.”

Volkov turns his back to his informants and faces the lone throne on the other side of the room. On the throne sits a boy with silvery blue hair and blue triangles on his cheeks, clad in a black cloak, his red eyes staring vacantly ahead at nothing in particular.

On his right shoulder roosts a bird like a black phoenix, feathers like red and gold dipped in night-coloured ink that has soaked through.

“In that case.” A corner of Volkov’s mouth curls into a vicious smirk. “Sounds like you have a job to do in a certain mountain village over in China, Kai.”

☆ ☾ ☆ ☾ ☆ ☾ ☆

i haven't really fleshed out how exactly the bladers "purify" the monsterfied people, so that was left vague on purpose (i'd want it to have more sailor moon in it. something like the life seeds the villains are stealing on the stars season) i couldn't fit much of the holy beasts in here but it'd be fun to write more about their actual personalities and interactions sometime, i put just a tiny dash of that here with byakko.

#my writing #fic post #mayblade 2022

[the-mandela-county-cult]

Today is a good day to invade your inbox 🤸🏻‍♀️🤙

This is a stupid scenario but, imagine, Alt!Gabriel going jealous because you are spending time in work with your workmates even if he told you he was gonna put an alternate there so it can work and you receive money BUT NO YOU HAD TO GO TO WORK LIKE FR!?

And so he's bored and starts exploring your home but then he stops to see a box full with your old toys and he smiles to himself because he imagines you but smaller, but like much smaller than you already are compared to him, but then his eyes take an interest in one toy in particular and is a beyblade! And he starts spinning the thing around, then he finds the little thing that makes it spin more so now you have an alternate playing beyblade.

So S/O arrives home from work and Alt!Gabriel accidentally hits them with the beyblade for pulling the trigger (idk how to actually call this thing) too hard and he immediately starts apologizing and caressing her head but S/O just picks up the beyblade and looks at him with the "Run" face and this is the last thing Alt!Gabriel sees his S/O doing:

.

.

.

Later on they spend the night wrapped in a warm Sheet in the sofa watching the T.V with two pea bags in their faces... Who knows, maybe Alt!Gabriel will think of a punishment later for S/O hitting him with a fricking beyblade in the face... And is not gonna be a normal punishment if y'all know what I mean 🐑

YOU SEND ME THE FUNNIEST SHIT SKSJFJGJT NEVER STOP I LOVE YOU

#asks for mys #the mandela catalogue

[1eaf-me-alone]

Seirai Island: Analysis

As soon as you enter Seirai island there is this huge electro storm that rages above, if in the area of highly electro charged places you will be influenced by electro, and so your hp will keep descending, and your continuously being struck by lightning. all simple tasks which you didn’t have to think of before, like walking around, or getting electroculus is now 100x harder to do, because all my characters kept dying.

some bosses/enemies:

the thunder manifestation.

-it’s a boss used to gather ascension materials for characters like Raiden Shogun (Ei)

-also you can only fight it after completing the Seirai storm chasers quest.

-Thunder Manifestation is a boss fight that's much nimbler than your average world boss. It can zoom across the battlefield with its spinning movement and can quickly cast electro skills to keep you at bay.

it has 2 phases (not as drastic as signora’s though)

-phase 1:

The First Phase of the battle is very short, this phase starts the moment you trigger the fight and the moment the electro feathers explode. Thunder Manifestation will try to hit you with thunders so do your best to dodge them.

-This is the main phase and lasts until the rest of the fight. Thunder Manifestation has 3 moves you need to be wary about.

Electro Prism

Spinning Attack

Electro Wall

The Electro Prism attack is a homing move whereas there's a rectangular shape of electro coming after you. The way to deal with this is to just run away from it Spinning Attack is a move with a short wind-up. Just like the name suggests, Thunder Manifestation will spin like a beyblade and dash towards you to try and hit you. You can tank this with your shields or just simply dodge it just to make sure.

Electro Wall is a move where two electro lines will come from both sides of your character and you'd have to move out of the way to dodge it.

Puzzles:

Throughout Seirai Island, you can find these Pressure Plate puzzles that reward you with Treasure Chests and access to locked areas upon completion. artifact sets:

The Slumbering Court Domain houses the Ocean-Hued Clam and Husk of Opulent Dreams artifact sets.

now onto the resources from the Genshin site:

sources :

Seirai Island (Japanese: セイライ島じま Seirai-jima) is an island of Inazuma. It was revealed in the Version 1.6 Special Program.

It is said that the island once experienced a calamity and the center of the island was enveloped by a perpetual thunderstorm. This storm has resulted in the unique geography of the island. Until the Seirai Stormchasers quest series is completed, the center of the island is constantly afflicted with Balethunder and lightning that targets the player. Even after completing the quest series, Electro Water will still persist at the center of the island, although it can be cleared by a nearby puzzle, which will reveal a large hole in the middle.

Landmarks:

amakumo peak:

-Long ago, Kanna Kapatcirwas slain here, while the power of its lingering hatred and regret was suppressed by wards maintained by the Asase Shrine. During the Seirai Rebellion around 500 years ago, Asase Hibikiunsealed the wards, causing the Thunder Manifestation to appear and devastate the area with a massive Electro storm.

the lake amakumo peak:

The lake at the base of Amakumo Peak is filled with Electro Water and the surrounding area is roamed by many Ruin Sentinels. However, by solving the Light-Up Tile Puzzle, a mechanism is unlocked that drains the water from the area and nullifies its Electro effect. After being drained, ruins leading to an underground settlement are revealed.

local specialities:

Amakumo Fruit

Naku Weed

Sea Ganoderma

The map:

And that’s all I’ve gathered this time :)

@ofonikabutobeetlesandmen hope you enjoy (she inspired me to make this series so go look at her posts if you haven’t)

#Seirai island #Inazuma #Genshin impact #Genshin x reader #genshinimpact #this took longer then last #also there are some new updates coming to Enkanomiya so I may update that post

[missgeniality]

“Kittens, They Love To Enslave Us”

prompt sent by @shadowsremedy​ : “ yoongi + sfw please haha + something cute!” - thank you so much for sending me a prompt gray!! i hope this does some justice! on a side note, i do feel terribly handicapped when things are fluffy and cute ;_;

find out how to send me prompts on the post here!

➺ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

➺ Genre: Fluff, Established Relationship!AU

➺ Rating: PG

➺ Word Count: 1.1k

➺ Warnings: None

“But he is looking at me.”

“Y/N, they’re all looking at you. People walking outside are staring at you. You’re like a wild Beyblade in a ring, spinning from one kitten to another. Just pick one.”

To a third person, Yoongi’s comment would sound like an annoyed grouse. His half-mumbled words, paired with the lazy cadence of his tone; it’s a reasonable assumption.

But you know better.

The way he is admiring you as you pout in confusion tells you most of it. There is a light mocking in his speech, a lilt of levity, something you are able to pick up on due to your years of togetherness. He’s not miffed; merely amused at your inability to choose from the deluge of furry babies lined in front of you. 

“I can’t just leave him,” you’re trying hard to push out the one wild voice in your head browbeating you to empty your savings to become the crazy cat collector of your street, “his eyes are - LOOK AT HIM - they’re calling me!”. The youngling in question, seated on a bright, puffy cushion tilts his head, in expected confusion, probably wondering why this eccentric specimen is almost on their knees, wailing in his direction. You groan out loud, sitting cross-legged on the floor, stuffing your face into your hands in the hopes of an answer in the lineament of your palms. 

The only sound populating the air around you is the mirthful snickers of the highly entertained boyfriend of yours. “You know, you don’t have to make a decision today.” 

You vehemently deny the option, your shaking head hurling your hair side to side, accentuating your opinion. “But you’re not free any other day!”. You and Yoongi had decided to adopt, so it is rightful of him to be present while making the decision. You didn’t want to have that privilege to yourself, although with the passage of time your wishy-washy nature feels like a handicap - all the more reason to want Yoongi there.

With your head still in the sanctuary of your palms, you reason out with yourself. You know you’re being dramatic - you’d like to think you’re reasonably self-aware. But it’s not the sole idea of getting a pet that’s causing you worry. 

This might be the first big step in your relationship with Yoongi, after moving in with him. And you don’t want anything to sabotage what you consider a smooth-sailing. Adding a variable to your equation might rock the ship you’ve steadied for all these years, the variable being a cup-size blob of hair with glimmering buttons for eyes. You’d like to think you and Yoongi have weathered quite a few vicissitudes, by placing your trusts in your partner’s hands. Getting a pet isn’t the end of the world, but the domino effect it could possibly have is affecting your decision-making skills. 

Your head hasn’t left the sanctuary of your palms when you feel Yoongi’s fingers wrap around your wrist, tugging them towards him to have you meet his eye. 

If there’s one thing about Yoongi, it’s that his eyes do a lot more talking than his lips. The gaze he’s giving is gushing with love, the soft apples of his cheeks plumped up into rosy globes as he simpers at you, just for being you. His eyes, brown and lax under the mellow late-afternoon rays flooding through the window, pacify you, quell the turmoil that runs in your brain, and offer the reassurance that you need. Under Yoongi’s loving gaze, you feel a metaphorical fuzzy blanket wrapped around, instantly putting you to comfort. 

You’re going to be all right. One cat can’t sabotage a relationship as durable as yours, and if it does, it wasn’t durable enough to begin with. 

From a corner, the agent walks in, papers for the adoption rustling in her hand. “Were you able to decide?” She’s startled by the position she finds you both in, you in an unflattering cross-legged pose, with Yoongi kneeled beside you. But as usual, Yoongi’s calm and tranquil demeanor sets her at ease. “I have the papers ready, so we can start whenever you want.”

“We’ll probably come back later.” Yoongi opines, understandably so, but you’ve made up your mind.

“Yoongi, no we ca-”

In a flash, a black ball of fur rolls in out of nowhere and lands on your lap, soft bean-paws pressing into the flesh of your thighs as it stomps around for the sweet spot. Turning to Yoongi, this young, fledgling kitty gives out, what is its own mind, probably the loudest, most intimidating roar in the world of felines. 

The soft, elongated meow that actually leaves the kitten traps your heart in its cage, and even catches Yoongi by surprise. A defensive stance, the little one throws its best threatening glare at him, in presumably an attempt to guard you. Yoongi clutches his heart at the dramatism, and the agent is chuckling in awe of the runt’s behavior.

“Minnie!”, she coos to the munchkin backing up on your thighs, “You can’t just climb people, you clingy baby.”. The addressed one haughtily side-eyes her, as if to say ‘watch me’, and settles into your lap comfortably, with no intention to move visible. 

“I’m so sorry. She’s usually not like this,” The agent moves to rid you of the furball, “usually it takes a lot to have her get along with people. She’s very feral, but,” pausing to look at the both of you, she chimes “she seems to like you two!”

“Well, she sure does like Y/N.” Yoongi extends his hand to cup the kitten’s face, whiskers tickling the side of his palm as he tries to get on her good side. A soft, low purr tells you all that his peace offering had been accepted. It makes Yoongi grin, his gummy smile brightening up the whole room better than any ray of sunshine. 

The agent, looking over the whole interaction, affectionately quips “Well, you may not be able to choose one, but she seems to has chosen you!” You’re still looking at him. In your core, you have decided to take her home. Yoongi, admiring the kitten’s sparkling blue eyes, raises his gaze to meet yours, and at that moment you know; she is the one.

Cruising through the paperwork, Minnie had decided to give Yoongi’s lap a try. Now, her head is resting on his acid-washed jeans, and if it were possible, you’d have hearts for eyes observing this scene. Your constant, Yoongi, the one always by your side, and your new source of joy, Minnie. Having them, you don’t need anything else. 

“Ah,” you sigh, as Yoongi finishes signing the last page of the document, “kittens, they just love to enslave you.” You can already envision the amassment of toys you’re gonna bring in for this one small being, just to keep her happy and fulfilled. 

“Hmmn, yeah.” Yoongi hums in reply, but something about the way he’s smiling at you tells you he’s not just referring to the floofball in his arms. 

#min yoongi #min suga #yoongi x reader #suga x reader #yoongi fluff #suga fluff #bts fluff #min yoongi fluff #prompts #ficswithluv #bangtanhq #bangtancentralstation #bangtaninn #bangtanuniversity