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Just gonna drop this and vanish again

Kaiiii

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That dude once said

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What do you mean they never kissed and made out in Russia and proceeded to deny their feelings until they all exploded when they lost their bitbeasts.

All problems can be fixed with your common Jock/Nerd trope (not really)... or just Rick. He can fix anything

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It’s all the ass slapping for me

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I'm going to talk about our favorite redhead.

This one:

And specifically about his being a redhead. As a natural redhead myself and having done probably too much research about it, I think there are some HC that I have about him that are directly related to that fact and I thought maybe you'd like to hear as well (and I suppose the things Im going to touch on can apply to Johnny, Salima, and Daichi too but we're not talking about them right now).

As most probably (though maybe not) know, the gene that causes red hair is a mutation in the MC1R gene. What's new information within the past few years is that it belongs to a family of receptors in the brain that are directly related to pain.

It's not that redheads feel more or less pain - we just process it differently. We can be very tolerate to some types of pain and extremely sensitive to others. We're typically more sensitive to temperature changes and specifically cold weather. For me, that contributes to Tala always wearing full jackets, completely closed. I understand Russia is cold (understatement) but Spencer and Ian are literally wearing shirtsleeves and Bryan. And it's common knowledge by now that Kai doesn't care about weather only fashion.

Another thing that I often think about is his time in the Abbey. In the anime, we see that he's experimented on. This has always stuck with me because redheads require more general and local anesthesia when under going procedures. Getting the right dosage is case by case and extremely important. Also, until the early 2000s when several studies came out, it was only an urban legend that redheads require more anesthesia. So it's understandable that any "doctors" Boris would hire might not be aware how carefully they should be treating Tala.

Where surgeries are concerned, obviously too little anesthesia means waking up in the middle of the surgery. Hello, trauma.

Too much and the side effects could be nausea/vomiting, hallucinations, respiratory distress, lingering mental and physical impairment, falling into a coma, brain injuries, and even death. Sounds like fun.

Local anesthesia takes a while to kick in an then burns off easily. Most redheads will avoid the dentist for this reason.

I think most of us HC the boys not being fond of hospitals and doctors, but I think Tala would have a different set of reasons that the others can't relate to. I often have to tell doctors my hair is natural because it alters the way their treatment.

However, redheads are more sensitive to pain killers, requiring a lower dosage than most others to dull the same level of pain. It's also been suggested that because the mutation causes a loss of function, redheads have a higher pain threshold.

That's basically the one that I ruminate the most over. Other things aren't dark.

Redheads and freckles typically go hand in hand, so I like the idea that Tala has a splattering of freckles across his shoulders that only the boys know about.

Redheads are capable of producing their own vitamin D which helps with bone growth and the immune system, so I HC that he doesn't get sick very often.

Redheads make up about 2% of the world's population, and red hair/blur eyes is the rarest combo, making up only about 17% of all the redheads, possibly less than a million in total. He's a rare boy! With how pale his eyes are, he'd get lots of stares and comments.

Anyway, the genetic variant that causes red hair is interesting. Of course, not all characteristics are the same for everyone but it would I think at least some would be true for our favorite redhead!

Another picture for fun:

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Heyyy the yandere Kai headcanon was awesome!!! Can I request another one on Majestics reaction if their sister was dating Kai?

Robert – Robert is the oldest and takes his role as big brother very seriously. He’d probably treat the revelation like a betrayal of the family name at first — not because he hates Kai, but because Kai’s mysterious, emotionally distant persona raises every red flag in Robert’s strict moral code. He’d cross his arms, pace his estate’s marble floors, and insist on a “private conversation” with Kai that’s basically an interrogation.

Long-Term- Eventually, Robert would respect the relationship, if Kai proved he was serious and genuinely cared for his sister’s well-being. Once he sees Kai protect her emotionally (not just physically), he’d accept it. Begrudgingly. And never admit he was wrong.

Oliver – Oliver would be half appalled, half amused. He’s all about flair, emotion, and poetry. So seeing his sweet younger sister with someone as emotionally guarded as Kai would baffle him. He'd imagine her love life should be like a romantic novel… and Kai is decidedly not the typical romantic type.

Long-Term- Once he realizes Kai treats her with quiet respect and intensity, Oliver would turn into a dramatic shipper. He’d start teasing them relentlessly and probably nickname them “Beauty and the Brooder.” He'd also brag that his sister tamed the ice prince.

Johnny – Johnny is the hot-headed, loud, emotionally transparent type. His reaction would be immediate outrage, especially if he found out from someone else. Expect shouting, pouting, and possibly threatening to fight Kai “just to see if he’s man enough.”

Long-Term - Johnny would simmer down eventually, especially if his sister told him off (which she probably would). He’d still glare at Kai constantly but would come around after seeing that his sister wasn’t being hurt. Deep down, he'd respect Kai… but he'd never admit it sober.

Enrique – Enrique would be the most chill at first. Intrigued, even. He'd poke fun at it in a teasing, older-brother way, but also want all the juicy details. If his sister was happy, he wouldn’t judge. In fact, he might be the first to suspect the chemistry before they even officially got together.

Long-Term-Enrique would make it his personal mission to get Kai to smile in front of the family. He'd call him “little icicle” at family dinners and subtly orchestrate romantic moments. Low-key supportive, high-key chaotic.

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This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

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I saw this on twitter and ...

So I have a really dumb headcanon that kai likes cheese a lot but also is lactose intolerant

And I want him to wear a hoodie with this on it. Takao had it made special for him. Has the little thumb holes in the sleeves and everything

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I’m so happy people liked my Sergei/Spencer post.

I honestly love him but everyone forgets about him so much (; v ;  ) so happy there are fellow Sergei lovers out there and that we all agree he is big soft and stacked af. 🥰💕

If people want to scream their headcanons at me that would be cool I guess *hint hint*  

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Day 18~

current mood XP

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@itsbeen20years okay but i do actually have a silly headcanon that kai has two absolutely gorgeous cats (can be Ragdolls, Siberians, Maine Coons, any very large fluffy breed) where its a brother and sister pair, and the sister is the smarter one and an ABSOLUTE menace. And the brother is a good boy sweetheart (that cries every time Takao leaves) with one single brain cell. Kai walks them on harnesses and puts bows on their collars.

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RPG/Fantasy AU Yuriy ✨❄️

He’s also a magic user and has a Giant Wolf buddy. I’m trying (read: struggling) to do other charas, hopefully I can share more soon.

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Flatmates. Part 1.

Part 2 here.

Ok, Idk about parts. I am just going with the flow. Sharing for the sake of letting this go. Got some plot points but am open to brainstorming lol

So, under the cut the first installment of this WIP.

Characters: Julia Fernandez, Kai Hiwatari

Rating: I don't understand rating. Characters are over 25yo so they speak and act accordingly. There is ONE mature sentence.

Notes: Bey Universe, post championships life.

Ships: Nope, mention of past ships, though.

Kai Hiwatari is rich AF

Julia had pictured her arrival to be more triumphant.

After weeks of ass-kissing her boss, days of preparations, money invested in all the things her company wasn’t going to cover, she believed she deserved at least to spend her first night in Milan in a stylish bar, sipping on some fancy drink, surrounded by fashionable people. It was Fashion Week after all.

Instead, Julia was sitting on the steps of the building where her hotel was supposed to stand - that, spoiler alert, turned out to be nonexistent - venting in the best way a millennial woman can vent. Posting a story on Instagram.

To be fair, Julia had already tried to do all the crisis management possible without success. Her boss wasn’t answering her phone, the booking app customer service wasn’t able to find any solution within a reasonable price range, and there was no sign of divine intervention, be it a cozy bar or a gentle human.

So, Julia started adding some ironic caption about her bad luck, dramatic music to accentuate the picture of the dark deserted street, a filter to make her carry-on and her travel clothes bag containing her currently most valuable possession look as noir as possible, and posted the story.

Sighing and pulling her coat tighter to suppress a shiver, focusing on why she ever thought this could have been a good opportunity for her wannabe designer career, Julia was glad when her phone vibrated with a surprisingly fast response. Even more when said response didn’t come from an unknown follower, but from Hiromi asking what was happening.

Without lingering on the fact that Hiromi was on the other side of the planet, probably checking her phone before starting her day, Julia went on step two of the Millennial’s venting process. The voice message. And there she summed up the evening misadventures, from the delayed flight to the scam hotel to a little spur-of-the-moment mid-twenties breakdown.

H: Give me a minute.

Julia couldn’t fake being a bit disappointed at Hiromi’s dismissive answer even if she knew she couldn't pretend to be of any help from all the way in Japan.

When Julia accepted she had been ghosted even by her friend, Hiromi sent her a new message with a phone number demonstrating how she had been wrong.

H: Call Kai, he’s in Milan.

Julia blinked a few times matching the information given to her, even if in the confusion of the moment it didn’t make any sense.

J: Hiwatari?

H: Do you know another Kai?

No, she didn’t, but still, it didn’t make any sense. What were the chances that Hiromi was going to give her a solution? This solution? That of all people, the one in Milan was Kai Hiwatari? What was he doing in Milan? And how was Julia supposed to contact Kai Hiwatari and ask for help when they barely ever spoke to each other?

Another gust of wind froze Julia’s hands, convincing her to save the number and open a new Whatsapp conversation.

Joder, the hell she was going to just call him out of the blue.

It took all her goodwill and desperation to come up with a neutral yet polite request for help, caring to insert her name and surname, the fact it had been Hiromi’s idea to contact him, and the circumstances she was currently in.

The satisfaction on the well put-together message lasted just until the quick reply appeared in the conversation: a single address.

Julia waited a few seconds to see if Kai was going to add anything else, but nothing came. There was no typing, no indication of his online status, no last connection, no blue double tick, no profile picture.

Julia had an internal fight once again whether to trust the fact she didn’t mistype the number and was going to head into some weirdo trap - she checked and she didn’t - whether to accept the impolite help offering - he could have typed just a few recognition words after all - whether to just wait for her boss to finally pick up her phone and help her - she tried to call her once again without success confirming she probably hated her as she had been suspecting for months.

In the end, the choice was forced by a sudden rain threatening to soak her precious clothes travel bag. Cursing the fact Milan’s Fashion Week was held in February and her own stubbornness to be the first intern of her company to be sent to attend, Julia managed to call a taxi and give to the driver Kai’s address - supposedly.

The ride was short but Julia kept checking the route on her phone to follow the itinerary towards the southern part of the city. The taxi stopped in front of an anonymous-looking building, probably built decades before but recently renovated. Luckily, at the entrance, there was a concierge who instructed Julia how to reach the correct apartment - a sign that Kai must have warned him of her arrival.

The inner cursing continued all the way through the courtyard - it was still raining and there was that much rain the clothes bag could suffer - until she reached the elevator that would have led her to the last floor.

Giving a last glance to the mirror where it was clear her once perfectly constructed messy bun was now more of a collapsing bun, Julia exited the elevator and looked for the door number, her heels clattering and resonating in the otherwise silent open corridor.

She was still in time to turn back, batting her lashes at the doorman to convince him to keep her arrival a secret, and not having to owe one to Kai Hiwatari.

How were they supposed to interact? They hadn’t seen each other since his last appearance at a BBA dinner years back, and even when they were both still blading there had not been more than a few exchanges, all of those in the presence of Hiromi.

Hiromi. It was all her fault, her intervention now looking more like another curved ball.

Hiromi, who had tried to interject in Kai’s favor for years, justifying his smug and snobby behavior.

Hiromi, who sustained Julia and Kai were so similar she was surprised they didn’t get along.

Similar in what? What did they have in common? Apart from being both good friends with Hiromi? Ok, maybe they were both competitive, self-confident, slightly arrogant.

And they probably both sucked Yuriy Ivanov’s dick. Well, Julia knew she did, and given how long Yuriy and Kai had been a couple it was easy to assume they did go all the way as well.

And there he was, Kai Hiwatari, opening his front door and looking straight out of a magazine, wrapped in what appeared to be warm and expensive loungewear, so much that she wouldn’t have been surprised to find behind the door the set of a photoshoot.

And Kai Hiwatari was looking down at her from his million-dollar appearance in the exact moment she had let her mind wander to dirty thoughts for the first time that day. Lit.

Julia had been so intent in her inner monologue to not realize she had reached the door and ringed the bell. Any escape now impossible. Any try to not look like a poor drenched mouse useless.

“Fernandez.”

“Hiwatari,” Julia responded trying to copy his flat tone, but putting up her best confident smile and accepting the silent invitation to come in.

She tried to be cordial - after all, he was saving her ass - but Kai was not helping, simply asking her to remove her shoes and follow him in the apartment.

Julia would have snapped back at his coldness if only she wouldn’t have been rendered speechless by what she found beyond the corridor.

Even the apartment looked straight out from a design catalog. It was a duplex with floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the left wall. Some of the blinds were down and it was anyway too dark to understand how big was the terrace outside - but there had to be a terrace for sure. The rest of the space was an exquisite light-colored modern-decorated open living room with the kitchen opening at the far right corner and the staircase leading to the upper floor.

Kai’s voice woke Julia from her scanning and she followed him through the apartment while he gave her some basic information.

“If you are hungry there are some leftovers in the fridge, help yourself,” he stated indicating the kitchen before taking a lateral corridor where two more doors opened respectively to the bathroom and the guest room. “The sink it’s acting funny,” he added demonstrating how to turn the hot water on. “I still haven’t had the time to call the plumber.”

“And this is the guest room, there are extra blankets in the closet in case you’re cold.”

Julia stepped into the room taking in the simple and sophisticated decoration, thinking mentally the space would have needed some warmer colors, but at the same time, finally, in the safety and coziness of the apartment, it dawned on her how stressed she had been in the last couple of hours and how grateful she was feeling in that moment.

Sighing and putting aside her luggage, Julia turned and looked right into Kai’s eyes.

“This is perfect, thank you very much!” She started bowing slightly her head as Hiromi had taught her when they had visited Japan and she had introduced her to her parents. “I will be out first thing in the morning as soon as I reach my boss. You won’t even notice I was here.”

Kai looked stern as usual, piercing her with his deep gaze but nodding in agreement. Julia assumed she had been dismissed and started to turn to recollect her belongings when she noticed with the corner of her eyes Kai had stopped on his way out. She glanced at him hesitating on the threshold, curiosity surging on his next move.

“You are here for fashion week, aren't you?” he inquired, making Julia wonder how much Hiromi had revealed to him when she requested his help.

“Correct.”

Kai let the silence drag between them for another moment, patting twice on the doorframe as to convince himself of what he was going to say.

“If you don’t find any other solution you can stay here, I am not home much anyway.”

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Here! Have a Bryan!

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My fanart of Black Dranzer from Beyblade! I finally finished this after many hours, it was really experimental but I had a lot of fun working on it! :D

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