#Johnny mcgregor

[pheleszev]

Johnny Mcgregor Icons

[erose-18]

Growing up I hated to see Kai lose a beybattle, so in my head I made a funny scenario out of the Johnny V Kai battle in season 1 that makes me laugh to this day. So I present to you what should’ve happened before Kai battled Johnny.

[hellovivirose]

Dump of memes, doodles (including vintage), and wips I’ll probably never finish.

Tagging peeps who inspired some of these:

Shirtless Johnny @justabeybladefan

Bearded Yuriy @nekobakubey

[textsfrombeybladers]

Majestics/Euro Team Headcanons based only on my stereotype knowledge of Europe

Robert/Ralf:

We don’t talk about where his wealth came from. We just don’t. You will be banished to the death dungeon in the basement. We also don’t talk about where the death dungeon came from. Or grandpa. We don’t talk about grandpa.

Low key a lot of fun when drunk but very picky about beer. Will only drink what he deems to be ‘good’ beer. Gets wasted during Oktoberfest then blackmails his teammates to not post pictures. Does not always work, please don’t google him.

Law abiding. The absolute most unrealistic part of G Rev is the idea of a German not immediately telling officials that a team is cheating. No way. This guy would be up in arms if he saw one of them so much as throwing the recycling in the wrong bin, which should be a crime.

Enrique/Giancarlo:

Diet consists almost exclusively of carbs. Worships olive oil almost as much as the Catholic Church. Absolutely does NOT practice what he preaches and is normally speaking to at least four women at one time. He keeps their names and identifying information in a notebook so he doesn’t get them mixed up. Thinks he has way more sex appeal than he actually does. Not a real blond.

Talks like Mario and cannot communicate if his hands are not in motion. Originally used ‘Mamma Mia’ ironically but now can’t stop. Instead of yelling when mad he just starts praying out loud in very angry Italian, teammates are past the point of questioning this.

Only wears speedos to the beach and constantly makes that everyone else’s problem. Will absolutely tan nude, though. Claims he doesn’t need sun screen because he doesn’t burn, he just tans. Told constantly that going to the beach is not the same as bathing, pretends his hygiene is worse than it actually is because he doesn’t wanna admit that he just sweats a lot. Must reapply deodorant every three hours at minimum.

Oliver/Olivier:

Chain smoker, gives his team no choice other than to deal with it. They tried making him quit once and they all decided that having him stink up the tour bus was better than dealing with Oliver going through withdrawal. He is the reason they drink but at least he has good wine. Fights with Enrique over what country ‘good wine’ comes from.

Speaks English fluently but refuses to use it when with the Americans, that’s if he acknowledges them at all. Makes snarky side comments and acts like he’s just ‘being honest’. Kid just doesn’t fucking stop, only Frenchman in the world to do the OPPOSITE of surrendering, but they still joke that his scarf is just an emergency white flag.

Brags about culinary skills, artistic skills and language skills but cannot pronounce the letter R to save his life. Sometimes says ‘Ooh la la’ but not the way one would expect. Less likely to be used in excitement and more likely to be used because Johnny left his dirty dishes in the sink.

Johnny:

Huge pet peeve of being called Johnathan. John comes from the Bible and isn’t short for anything, it’s just John ya fucks. Also won’t tolerate anyone making fun of his kilt ITS NOT A FUCKING SKIRT, ENRIQUE!

Loves battered haggis. Actually, loves anything battered. Battered and dropped in the deep fat fryer. Teammates absolutely refuse to eat anything this kid cooks or allow him to store anything in the fridge, which is saying a lot because that’s where Oliver keeps the deep fried frog legs and snails. Hisses and runs away at the idea of fruits or vegetables.

It took his team about a year to realize he was speaking English, they still can’t understand a word he says but they pretend they can. Extremely short tempered, especially when mistaken for a Brit. Will absolutely fuck your shit up if you call him British, will feel none of your attacks because he’s too drunk. Team has no idea what his personality is like sober.

[sultrybaby]

SZN ONE KAI IS SO FUNNY I AM DEADASS CACKLING

ESP the *tanananowwww* music that plays whenever he shows up like this goth ass 12 yo tryna be tough is so hilarious to me like im sorry he's actually comedic gold u dont understand

*kenny cooked burgers*

"someone skipped anger management class*

go off u humorous king.

also can we just TALK abt the way litearlly only ROBERT in the dub actually sounds like a royal??? Like for all my life i can NOT take enrique or even oliver srsly. and dont get me started on johnny what is my man wearing. robert looks fancy and talks in cursive, while oliver sounds like a child but he dresses like he's rich (the artsy kind), enrique sounds like a child and looks like a toddler dressed by a rich aunt, and johnny...honey why are u dressed like ur in my grade, abt to walk up to me and ask me to choose between taylor and kanye and then judge me regardless of my answer

[teabiscs]

A sequel to this.

Johnny finally won and no he did not cheat and eat the chess pieces.

I should draw the Majestics more.

[gingericywolf]

[Start] - Part 5

He dove down and hit the alpha with the argi's talons. The beast screached and pounced on him. It was easy, flying above it and continuosly hitting it with the clawsz he could already see the blood pooling on the white alpha skin. Everything was going perfectly, even as a second alpha jumped in, apparirg from nowhere.

That should have been a sign.

He had gotten quite sure of himself. Having found a good spot where he could land and the raptors still not get to him while the argi still could. He didn't worry about a new rex wandering and hunting just a few meters away.

He definitely got too cocky cause it was one of the Ark's smallest creatures to bring everything to chaos.

He heard it's ugly call too late. Four wings latched on him, dismounting him from the argentavis saddle and having him fall right down where the alphas where. The mocking sound of the microraptor enjoying the bloodshed he just caused.

His heart raced as his still stunned head and body tried to catch up. He could hear the argentavis still fighting, the stomping of the rex feet behind him, the warm disgusting breath inches from him. Joker detatching from his back, fiercely going against the enemies. The Alpha Eyes shining. The red of Joker markings turning to blood. Wings shredded and limp.

He screamed. He knew he did.

Adrenaline got him up. Tears in his eyes as he clutched the straps of the argentavis saddle, making it back up with some miracle. His argentavis screached with his screams while they fought.

At the end only they standed in the middle of it all. They slayed the alphas, and downed the rex. A bitter taste expanding in his mouth as the alphas didn't even hold anh good loot for him. The claws a miserable reward for what he had lost.

He looked around the battlefield. Hoping to find something. Hoping to have imagined it as some hallucination. That Joker made it out the fight and will fly to him now.

But Joker wasn't there, nothing was there of him.

There was no pride of victory in his going back to the raft.

He sit down on it. Legs dangling in the water. A shark could come up and snag them. More realistically pirhanas.

Salamayon slowly came up to him, resting his scaly head on his legs. He patted his friend's head. A somber air surrounding the mobile place they built.

What was all of this for.

End

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[tribius-art]

May I request Johnny? From Beyblade 🥺❤️

🤘

[darkened-storm]

Mayblade Day 5: Cards

A snippet from my oneshot: Majestic Victory

It's the first day of the World Championship tournament and the rejuvenated Majestics team are prepping for their match against the BBA Revolution. All is calm and orderly as the team goes through their pre match preparations....

"Johnny, let me out!" Oliver yelled out as his Scottish team-mate attempted to lock him in one of the lockers.

"Johnny, stop fooling around, we have a match in ten minutes and we still haven't decided who's going first!" Robert snapped. He glowered across the locker room at his teammate, who grinned and snapped the lock shut, leaving little Oliver trapped inside.

Backing away from the locker he admired his handy work. "Why don't we just do it the old fashioned way?" he suggested. When nobody objected, Robert shrugged and pulled out his trusted deck of cards.

"Be my guest," he said, offering one to Enrique.

Enrique drew a card. "Ten of diamonds," he declared.

Robert nodded and passed the deck to Johnny.

Johnny drew two cards. "One for Oliver," he said, sliding the card through the crack in the locker door. "Thanks!" Oliver called, fetching the card. "Queen of Hearts!" he cried out. "Top that Johnny."

Johnny smirked and flipped over his own card. "King of Spades," he announced proudly, watching as Robert drew the final card and turned it over.

"Ace of clubs," he announced. "Oliver goes first, Johnny will go second, I'll take the third match, and Enrique warms the bench … again."

Enrique huffed. "Again?" he grumbled. "One of these days…"

"Would the Majestics and the BBA Revolution report to the stadium please, your match will start in approximately five minutes." The announcement over the speaker broke into their conversation and Enrique's protests.

Robert got to his feet. "Alright," he said. "Let's go team."

" 'Let's go team'?" Enrique repeated as he and Johnny followed their captain out of the locker room. "That's the best pep talk you could come up with?"

"It's more than what Kai would say," Johnny mused as he shut the door behind him. "By the way, I don't care what order we're in, Kai's mine. Robert can have the big mouthed bass."

"Big mouthed bass?" Enrique repeated. "Oh, right… Tyson."

Their voices trailed away, leaving the locker room in complete silence. The silence was finally broken when Oliver said. "Umm…does anyone mind letting me out…I think I'm starting to run out of air in here."

[grandpa-kita]

Beybladers going to the museum - GIF edition

Thanks @itsbeen20years for the request! More info on requests here.

Johnny McGregor willing to buy the entire museum with his family's big money

Olivier in the pop art gallery feeling the Andy Warhol vibes a bit too much, about to get kicked out by the security for indecorous behaviour

Julia and Raul effortlessly stealing the spotlight from the Mona Lisa

Boris/Bryan and Yuriy looking each at their favourite twin rather than the Mona Lisa

Precious Rei who knows all the most famous museums because he's travelled the world and now offers private tours to a very interested Mao

Daichi who on the contrary has never been in a museum and has the guts to take the role of art critic, followed by a perplexed Hillary

Kenny/Saien Manabu feeling too bad for the poor artist and yelling at Daichi

Brooklyn, who really tries to be impressed but is dead bored

Rick Anderson every time the museum makes a public announcement with that lovely background music

Max who was looking for a renowned portrait of a jar of mayonnaise but somehow ended up in the 17th century section

Hillary and Ming Ming admiring a minimalist work of art

Kai Hiwatari resting on the original minimalist work of art, becoming the real minimalist work of art

[idontthinkimokaymentally]

Hello there Johnny McGregor fans.

[pheleszev]

Euro Team

[kinomiya]

Robert/Michael with this: “ how long? ” [a confused pause] “ how long have you two been in a relationship ? ” And the person who asks is basically Johnny of all people 8D

I have been running around like a headless chicken for like five days but here you go (finally)

Olivier and Giancarlo had told him he was overthinking, that there was nothing out of the ordinary going on. The two had made several jokes at his expense ranging from asking if they needed to buy him some aluminum foil, to if Nessie had been abducted by aliens and that’s why she hadn’t been photographed since the dawn of mobile phones. But no, he could feel it in his bones, something was different about Ralf.

Schloß Vietgest had been unusually quiet when Johnny set foot inside the estate one chilly late November morning. By this time of day the residence was normally bustling with staff as they tended to all the cooking and cleaning, but instead the place felt… unoccupied.

Johnny knew it was unusual for Ralf to give the castle staff extra time off, not when the indomitable man expected his home to be pristine and ready to entertain hypothetical guests at a moment's notice. So why was it that he didn’t hear any of the usual chatter from the maids he wondered as he removed his shoes in the foyer, before walking deeper into the home.

He heard the first sounds of life as he turned the corner into the corridor that led to Ralf’s study. It was a muffled, unfamiliar voice that sounded full of unbridled rage. For a moment, it crossed his mind this wasn’t a conversation anyone was meant to overhear, which would explain the absence of the normally dutiful staff. These thoughts were hastily replaced by the desire to know exactly what Ralf had been up to lately.

He rested his hand on the doorknob of the study, bracing himself to come face to face with whatever secret his friend had been hiding from them for weeks now. He quietly turned the knob and pushed the heavy oak door open slightly, hearing the voices more clearly as he peered into the dimly lit room.

“—And stop calling me fucking unworldly, whatever the heck that means,” came the heated words from a vaguely familiar blond man with a thick American accent.

“But you are unworld—“ Ralf had begun to speak but was cut off by the mystery man grabbing him by his shirt collar and angrily pushing him back against the desk before firmly planting his lips against Ralf’s in a one-sided heated kiss.

Giancarlo and Olivier could eat it, he had been right.

He forcefully pushed the door open, allowing it to swing and slam against the wall. As the man pinning Ralf against the desk immediately created space between them, looking anxiously towards the door that had crashed open, Johnny recognized him as the American team captain, Michael.

An awkward silence descended upon the room before Johnny finally spoke

“How long?” He asked dumbfounded. Ralf raised an inquiring eyebrow slightly at the question, crossing his arms over his chest and frowning slightly. Whilst Michael seemed to find the knots in the hardwood flooring very interesting. “How long have you two been in a relationship?” Johnny elaborated with an exasperated voice.

“We are not in a relationship, as neither one of us has initiated a courtship,” Ralf spoke monotonously, only allowing his indignation to bleed into his words with a slight scoff.

“Come again?” Johnny said, tilting his head slightly to the side, knowing what his eyes had just seen.

There was shuffling off to the side and an awkward cough which caused both Ralf and Johnny to glance in its direction.

“Hey… I’m gonna leave,” Michael spoke his voice tight as he rubbed the palms of his hands against his faded jeans before shoving them into the pockets of his letterman jacket.

“You both should leave…” Ralf quipped, displeasure clearly evident on his angular facial features. When neither of the other two men made any movement towards the door he made an annoyed exhale before continuing: “…Now.”

Michael spared no extra moments quickly scurrying out the door and vanishing from sight. Johnny looked back at Ralf, a slight smirk forming on his face, pondering how to use this newfound information. Ralf’s eyes narrowed and his frown morphed into a scowl letting him know he had overstayed his welcome

With a wave he turned his back to Ralf, before leaving the study, a feeling of vindication washing over him as he reveled in how he might embellish this story when he shared it with the others.

Because the only thing better than being right, was being able to trample Ralf’s ego in the process.

[hellovivirose]

Face challenge, Majestics edition!

Requested by @darkened-storm @kinomiya @justabeybladefan

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[textsfrombeybladers]

Why did Johnny bring his beyblading armor to Robert’s place? Is that just a normal sleepover activity for them?

[sultrybaby]

johnny: *says literally anything*

robert: shut the fUCK UP-