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[salvager-beyblade-fanfiction]

Salvager Bonus! Character Profile

Free de la Hoya [VANISHER]

Rank: 52 [PREVIOUS] Rank: N/A [CURRENT]

Strength: A [PREVIOUS] Strength: N/A [CURRENT]

Speed: B [PREVIOUS] Speed: N/A [CURRENT]

Endurance: S [PREVIOUS] Endurance: N/A [CURRENT]

Dexterity: E [PREVIOUS] Dexterity: N/A [CURRENT]

Power: A [PREVIOUS] Power: N/A [CURRENT]

Inventory: F [PREVIOUS] Inventory: N/A [CURRENT]

BIO: Vanisher's current circumstances will be revealed in Interlude: How to Escape.

[saph-writes]

The Touch of Velvet

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Summary: Free was never one to care about his appearance. He couldn't care less about the clothes he wore, or the state he presented himself in. He was a blader, not a fashionista. And so he didn't.

That was, of course, until he saw Lui's new outfit. More specifically a certain yellow stud earring he couldn't quite get out of his head.

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Free sat on the bench near the vending machine of the long halls that littered the WBBA stadium. Outside were the noises of crowds and cheers centered around the current matches, going up one after another.

Wakiya was of course holding another event, only this time he actually had the option of getting out of it, but opted not to. In the moment it was a wise decision, another chance of battling after the Tag Team tournament. But now, he couldn’t help but get a bit worn out, especially by the man in question.

Free sipped on his bottle of water. He was up next.

Just about ready to get up and do some quick training, the doors on the far end open, letting in thundering steps that echoed across the long hall. He didn’t have to look up to know who it is, knowing the only person it could be, arriving when the event had already long begun.

He did, however, spare a peek.

Lui looked slightly different as he made his way down the hallway. He still had the long scarf that reached down to his lower thighs, but this time his shirt was bordered with a deep candied red, and the teal blue has been replaced by a dark purple. His pants were also slightly different, this time a dark gray. The band on his left arm has been moved to the right.

But as he got closer, Free took notice of another difference, this time appearing on his left ear, a single yellow earring.

Lui stopped on front of the vending machine to enter in some cash and select a button. As it dispensed his order, Free decided to offer his stunning commentary.

“You got your ear pierced.”

Lui turned to look at him before bending down to grab the energy drink. “It’s a clip-on.”

“Same either way.” Free cocked his head curiously. Meanwhile, Lui scoffed and took a long gulp of his can.

“I can do what I want with my appearance. It doesn’t matter either way, I’ll still crush you in the stadium.” He gave Free a smug smirk before heading off to hall intersection, where the training rooms were located. Free gave him one of his own.

“Whatever you say.”

~

Free still thought about that interaction, however small it may have been, and the yellow bead he seemed fixated on. It’s such a trivial thing, something like an accessory to put attention towards, but for whatever reason, it didn’t seem to leave his mind.

Even during training, when his concentration is typically at its highest, it still occasionally drifted to the image. Free had dedicated himself to training even harder, since he did end up losing to Lui just as he said, but how could he when his mind was littered in distractions?

Standing in front of the stadium with launcher in hand, Free closed his eyes and concentrated on the slung noises of leaves and winds passing through the air, the birds chirping and the buzz of insects. He waited and waited for the static to engulf his mind, counting one by one for the thoughts to leave his head.

Thankfully, it worked. On the third beat, he opened his eyes and ripped his arm back as hard as he could, sending the bey to fly into the stadium. It landed perfectly.

As the bey circled to the middle, Free felt a familiar presence come close.

“Training is going great, I’m assuming?” He looked to his right, allowing himself time for this detour.

“Hey Valt.” To his surprise, Valt also looked slightly different since the last time he saw him, which was only a month or so ago. Instead of his hoodie’s sleeves reaching to his wrists, it was now shorter, and his shoes has been switched out for a different pair, still maintaining the same color with a different arrangement.

Valt grinned and jumped up to the platform of the concrete area Free was standing on, his typical place of the forest. Free paid close attention to his spinning bey as he spoke.

“I know you’re busy and all, but me and Kit were wondering if you would like to come into town with us? Kit wants to do clothes shopping so we’re going to the mall, but there’s also some really tasty food over there.” Free didn’t say anything at first, still maintaining his concentration on Fafnir. Normally, he would decline an offer like this one during his training, which is what he usually does when Valt asks him if he would like to head into town with him.

But as he organized his thoughts through the hypnosis of the stadium, the interaction with Lui still didn’t leave his mind. It made its way to the front always, and forced attention upon it.

Free sighed, knowing he wasn’t going to get any useful training out of being distracted. There was also this nagging feeling he couldn’t quite push away, one that felt infinitely more annoying than the stupid earring.

“…Sure.”

Valt widened his eyes slightly, but quickly responded with excitement. “Really?! Hold on, I’ll go tell Kit. Meet us at the entrance in 10!”

With that, he ran off into the dense collection of forest. Free’s gaze lingered at the spot he exited as Fafnir slowed to a stop. In a way, he couldn’t help but give a small smile of his own.

~

When Free got to the large, arced entrance, Kit was busy texting on his phone while Valt was on lookout. As he saw Free walk towards them, he smiled and waved over.

“Alright, we’re ready to go! Kit, where’s that place you told me about again?” He didn’t get a response as Kit was still busying tapping away. Valt frowned. “Kit?”

“Hm?” He quickly looked up and seemingly just noticed Free’s arrival. “Oh, hey Free. What’s up?” Valt asked again.

“Kit, where’s that place you told me about? And who are you texting?” Kit quickly put his phone away. He began walking on the path, pointing forwards at a vague direction in a hastily manner. “It’s somewhere over there, near the café we went a few weeks ago I think.” Even with his attempt to brush off the second question, Free noticed the slight pink on his cheeks.

It seemed Valt did too.

“Is it the certain someone...“ Valt teasingly started, thought it had some air of genuine question before Kit cut him off.

“No, why would it be.” He walked slightly faster, leaving Valt to giggle as Free glanced between the two with slight confusion.

“Is there something I’m missing?” he asked with a monotone voice. Valt took the liberty of responding.

“He met this person on his last trip, and they exchanged numbers. I think their name was-”

“Don’t say their name!” Now instead of ignoring them, he was actively turned around and pouting, with the slight pink now turned into a deep magenta. Valt laughed while Free stifled a chuckle.

“Makes sense, he is getting to that age.” Free said. That only made Valt laugh harder. Kit, however, wasn’t as amused.

“I wasn’t texting them!” Of course they were no longer listening, and Valt had to balance himself on Free’s shoulder to not fall over with laughter. Kit crossed his arms. “This is slander.”

As they continued walking, Free looked around at the people walking all around them. Both Kit and Valt had moved on from the topic, though there were still some teases here and there coming from both sides.

Now especially the streets were filled with young people like them, teenagers, but there were also spots here and there of older adults and even full-on families. From the screaming and giggling of a kid being hoisted up by their dad, to the little boy jumping up and down in front of his mom, pointing at a window display of a Cinderella costume with bright hopeful eyes. Free could hear the disappointment in the little boy’s voice as his mom took him away from the window.

It didn’t take long for them to arrive to their destination, roughly 15 minutes had passed before they were in front of the doors to the local large mall.

Kit was the first to point where to go, leaving Valt and Free to simply follow his lead. As he told them the name of the store, he also expressed that they should get something there too.

“But I like my clothes.” Valt said, looking down at his outfit. Kit shook his head in disappointment.

“Valt, no offense, but you’re wearing the same outfit you wore when you were 11.” He said, putting emphasis on the very last word. “You don’t have much of a fashion sense.” Valt looked up, now appearing more offended than anything.

“I look great, actually. Besides, I’m a blader not a model.”

“Thank god.” Kit muttered under his breath. Arms crossed, Valt nodded towards Free.

“And how bout’ Free, you haven’t said anything to him.” Kit turned to look at him and took in a deep breath.

“Free is… a special case. To be honest, I’ve given up on him, but I still have hope for you!” He exclaimed enthusiastically.

“Wow, I feel so loved.” Free said sarcastically. Kit gave an empty chuckle while Valt muttered, “Gee, thanks.”

At that moment, they arrived at the front entrance of a department store that looked more like something out of a teen coming-of-age movie than anything set in reality, and yet here they are.

The store was divided up into 4 different sections. In the center front of the entrance taking up most of the space, were the racks of clothes categorized by men and women, with different youths and miss sections. On the left wall reaching to the far corner was an entire section dedicated to shoes. Right beside it was walls of furniture, and the right side were individual aisles with shelves dedicated to various things.

“On a serious note, if you guys actually want to get something, please do. I can pay for it.” Kit said. Valt shook his head and pointed towards him and Free.

“You don’t have to, we have more than enough to pay.” This time, it was Kit’s turn to shake his head.

“But I want to! It’s the least I can do!” Valt turned to Fee, as if he was asking for his input. Free just shrugged his shoulders.

“If he really wants to, then I guess.” Before Valt could answer, Kit took both of their hands and tugged them into the store, to the surprise of the two.

“Sick! Alright, I’ll be in the first rack. Meet me at checkout!” The two couldn’t even get a word out before Kit ran off with unusual excitement.

Valt exhaled. “He seems weirdly happy for something like shopping.”

“Reminds me of you.” Free smiled. Valt smiled back and placed his hands on his hips.

“Maybe. Anyways, where are you going to head to? I have to go buy something for Shu’s birthday, so I’ll probably be searching alone for a bit.”

Free suppressed the urge to make a comment and simply shrugged his shoulders. He surveyed the rows of aisles and shelves. “I’ll be in the technology section.” Valt nodded.

“I’ll try and find you when I’m finished. See ya.” He waved slightly before walking away, as they headed in opposite directions.

Free was never a big fan of shopping, especially when it comes to clothes. He vaguely remembers a few times when Kris tried to push him to have a nicer outfit, trying to say in the kindest way possible that his tank top was shit. But he never really cared.

He was a blader, he didn’t need to focus on his appearance.

As Free scoped across the rows of various technological devices, filled with different brands of earbuds and chargers, boring by the way, his eye was caught on a glimmer from the next aisle. By some coincidence, the technology shelves were right next to an entire aisle dedicated to accessories, and it was right at that moment that Free realized he hadn’t been thinking of the stupid yellow earring.

He thought quietly for a minute and eventually gave into the temptation.

Setting down a charger he was looking at for his laptop, he walked over to the expansion collection of shiny objects. The store was quiet, so luckily there was no one there, giving him time to search in peace. The shelf was neatly organized, divided into sections like necklaces, bracelets, headwear, and earrings.

They all glimmered from the overhead lights, sparkling in all sorts of different colors and types. Gold, silver, even a few with fabric made into it. The earrings were the most diverse of them all, varying from size, color, design. There was even one that was the same yellow bead he saw Lui wear, clip-on and all. His fingers grazed the shiny gold.

He didn’t realize how long he had been looking until he felt Valt come close by. “Oh, there you are!” He went over to where Free was searching and peered over to take a look. “Woah, these look so pretty.” He said with an awe in his voice.

He reached down and grabbed a bracelet that sat in one of the containers. “I think I have one like this…”

As Valt joined him to marvel at the pieces of jewelry, Free looked up once again to have his attention caught by a blue and pink ribbon earring. Unlike the others, the second hole was empty, meaning that this only came with one. It looked like it got stolen or ripped off somehow.

He reached over and touched the tips of the ribbon. It was velvet.

As if on cue, Valt looked over to where Free was studying the earring. “I like that one. Looks really nice.” Even though his voice was quiet, each word felt loud enough to echo in his mind.

He made up his mind. Free took the earring off the rack it was hanging on and held it in his hand. “I’ll grab this one.” Valt smiled and was ready to say something when another voice interrupted him.

“THIS is where y’all been, Jesus. You should’ve told me, I was waiting at the entrance for like ever.” Kit stood at the end of the aisle. He went up to where the two were huddled and took notice of the item Free was carrying. “Oh, you’re getting an earring? You know, you’ve never struck me as the type to try on jewelry.”

Free set it in the full basket Kit was holding. “First time for everything.”

Kit picked up the pink and blue ribbon earring, looked at Free, and then at the rows of accessories. “You should wear something else to go along with it. Like a necklace or a bracelet. Or maybe…” He bent over and scrambled through the collection of headwear and scraps of fabric on the shelves sections before eventually getting out something. It was a navy-blue band that had an upside-down triangle in the center, similar to the WBBA symbol.

Valt glanced over. “A headband?” Kit glared back at him.

“It’s a CHOKER. Like the one that goes around your neck.”

“Oh. It looks a bit plain, you sure this would go along with it?”

“Duh, of course I am. It’s called style.”

“I dunno if Free would-“

“I’ll take it,” Free interrupted, taking the choker from Kit’s hands.

Kit looked over at Valt, who also seemed to be carrying something, only it was already in a plastic bag.

“You already paid? But I said I was going to pay for it.”

“Sorry, I forgot.” Valt said, giving a nervous chuckle. Kit shook his head and sighed.

“You really are something else.”

As they walked up to the checkout, Free was put in charge of setting the items on the counter to be paid for. Their cashier was an older lady, looked to be in her 30s, and gave Free a warm smile. He did his best to give one back.

Both Kit and Valt were busy, or rather distracted, with a food stand that sat in front of the store. Since it was a mall, there were many across the building. They both ran off, with Kit suddenly remembering to give Free the money just as he disappeared.

As each item was scanned, the older woman attempted to make small talk, even with his one-word responses.

“Hello! How has your day been?”

“Good.”

“That’s lovely. Would you like this in a bag?”

“Yes.”

“Alright. Today’s been a quiet day, so we love seeing you young boys enjoying the store.”

As she moved through the items, she landed on the earring that Free picked out, holding them up before scanning.

“Oh my, this looks beautiful! Which lucky girl will be getting these?”

“None.” Free tapped his foot on the ground, wishing she would just move along, and to his relief she did, scanning it across the screen.

“Would you like to get another pair? It seems that this is missing a second.” He shook his head.

“No thank you.” She gave him a bright smile and put it with the others, packed into a large bag.

“Alright! That’ll be €106.64.”

He looked through the money given to him by Kit and chose out the amount he needed. She entered in the cash and just as she was about to give back the receipt and change, she leaned over and spoke in a low voice.

“You know, there’s a nearby salon, Leisa Beauty, that offers ear piercings. They’re real cheap too. I would head over there before they close at 4.” She gave him a wink and went back to give him the bags. As Free exited the small store, he kept the lady’s words in mind.

The department store was coincidentally not too far from the food court, and sitting at a table a few feet away from the food stand, was Kit and Valt hunched over a phone, deeply invested. In front of them was a pizza and 2 packs of fries. He went over and sat in one of the table’s four seats, settling the bags on the floors. Valt looked up.

“Hey, Free. There’s a title match going on right now, and it’s really heating up, you wanna see?” Although he was very tempted to watch the battle and study it, he shook his head, instead opting to take a fry from the table.

“I’m going to go off for a bit.” As he stood up, Kit took his eyes off the screen.

“Where you heading off to?” Free didn’t bother responding. He reached down to grab the ribbon earring from the store, and began walking towards the direction the lady pointed to.

“Wait, how long are you going to take?” Valt called out. Free stopped for a minute and turned.

“Dunno, maybe 30 minutes?” With that he was off, hearing Valt yell out, “Call if you need anything!” before he was out of earshot.

Free searched across the names of the various stories on either side, all of which varying from clothing departments to technology-based markets. As he reached the end of the hall, where an entrance wasn’t too far, he finally found the name of the salon. Leisa Beauty.

The name hung in the front of the doors, written in a cursive font and bordered with a light pink, a stark contrast to the dark colors of the actual lettering. He stood in front of the double doors that would lead into the large salon, slightly hesitant to go in. He rubbed the velvet of the ribbon in his hands, and slowly went in.

The cold air of ventilation swept through his skin, making the hairs on his arms go up instantly. It smelled of perfume, a sweet scent that settled across the counters. Luckily, like the other clothing store, it was a quiet day, and there was a single lone employee at the counter, an older boy with curly hair and a bored expression. He went over as he catches their attention.

“Good afternoon, what would you like today?” Like Free, his eyes were naturally slung low over his irises, and he spoke with a flat voice.

“An ear piercing. Please.” He remembered to add the last part. The boy tapped something into the screen in front of him.

“Both or one?”

“One.”

A few more taps later an amount popped on the small device on Free’s side of the counter.

“That’ll be €34.06, would you like to pay with cash or card?”

“Cash.”

Free handed over the money. A ding ringed from the cash register and he handed back the change and receipt. “Hold on, our piercing lady is running a bit off schedule, VAL!” He called over behind him, towards the door that stood behind the counter. A few seconds passed before a response came out, a faint, “COMING,” from behind the walls.

The boy sighed and turned back to Free. “Sorry, she’s usually pretty organized. In the meantime, you can choose out a starter earring.” He motioned him over to the other side of the store, where there was a glass encasing filled with many pieces of jewelry lying inside, including earrings.

Before the employee could start pointing at the various stud earrings, Free spoke up. “I want this one.” He held up the velvet ribbon earring. The boy frowned.

“Sorry, we can’t accept outside starters, you’ll have to choose from the approved list we have here.” Free didn’t let up, and held the still packaged earring up in front of him.

“I want this one,” he repeated. “I don’t want another.”

“Look, you’ll only wear the starter for around 6 weeks, and then you can wear whatever you want, but until then, pick from what we provide here.” He tapped his finger on the glass, clearly getting impatient. But Free was stubborn.

“I don’t want any here. I want this one.” The boy pinched his nose bridge and just as he was about to come up with another explanation, a noise suddenly come from the counter behind them.

They turned to see a girl, looked to be in her late teens, nearly fallen to the floor and grabbed on tightly to the open door. Her jaw was wide open. “F-Free de la Hoya?!”

She blinked and seemingly noticed the two staring at her. Stumbling over and hastily standing up straight, she ran over and grabbed the boy’s arm, much to his protest.

“Hey, the fuck, I was doing just fine-?”

“HAHA- excuse me for just a sec,” she directed towards Free while snatching the other employee to behind the counter. He didn’t have to strain his ear to hear what they were saying clearly.

“Do you KNOW who that is, Arlo?”

“Uh, our customer that you made a scene in front of?”

“It’s FREE DE LA HOYA.”

“…And? Am I supposed to know who that is?”

“Are you fucking stupid, how can you not know the name of the 4TH ranked blader in the world?!”

“Dunno, maybe because I’m actually focused on making a living than some kid’s toy game?”

“Isweartogod, Arlo, that boy makes more money than you and I will make in our lifetimes COMBINED. Just leave this to me.”

“Fine.”

The two employees got up from the back of the counter and walked over to where Free stood, who was wondering why they didn’t just go to the back. The girl put on a smile and shoved her elbow in the other to do the same.

“Welcome! We are so honored to have you in our salon. We offer the best service around so don’t be afraid to tell us anything, just leave it all to us!” The boy beside her muttered something under his breath, but she was quick to jab in his stomach with her arm. He doubled over in pain.

Free just stared at the two and held up the earring he held in his hand.

“I’ll like to get my ear pierced, can I use this as a starter?”

She beamed. “Of course! Just come right this way! And sorry for the other, he’s a bit new.” The boy gave her a nasty look as he went to the back room, still holding his stomach in his hands.

All of this didn’t come to a surprise to Free, where interactions like these were typical at BC Sol.

She led him to a seat near the very back and began grabbing her tools.

“So! What brought you here to get an ear piercing? A new look or something?”

Free pondered. He hadn’t thought about that, it was just a nagging feeling that sat in the pit of his stomach ever since he first saw Lui a week or so ago. But even before then, there was still an odd sensation that plagued his face and reflection. He told himself he was a blader, that he didn’t care about his appearance, and even made a point to wear a tank top constantly, to show he didn’t care.

That was, until around last year, when Kris showed him a skirt she brought recently, and asked if he would like to try it on. It looked more like a kilt than anything, but still he was drawn to it. When he tried it on, it fit perfectly, and looking at the mirror felt like a piece falling right into place. He wore one ever since.

The earring was small, barely bigger than his palm, but now was the same feeling. Another piece, ready to be fit into its slot, a bigger change than anything, held right in his hand.

“You can say that.”

~

He wasn’t used to the heaviness that came with having dangling earrings, constantly reaching to touch them at any instance. Kit and Valt walked right beside him as all three of them exited the mall, with the two of them happily chopping on salted pretzels, and Free with his own pack of fries.

“I can’t believe that we couldn’t grab any churros.” Valt complained. Kit took a bite of his pretzel.

“That’s because YOU wanted to continue watching the title match, so the stand closed before we could get there,” he said, clearly still slightly bitter.

“But it was so intense! Free, you should’ve seen it, it was incredible! Man, after seeing a battle like that, I wanna head in there too!”

Kit took another bite. “You should, no doubt you’d win after how long it’s been.” Valt laughed.

“Nah, Aiger improved a lot since our last battle, it would be close. But doesn’t mean I won’t try.” He took a bite and turned to Free, speaking with his mouth still full.

“How was your trip at the place you went? I’m assuming it was a salon…?”

Free nodded. “It was fine, very noisy though.” He popped in a fry and instinctively reached for the ribbon on ear. The velvet was soft and nice to touch. Valt smiled.

“You seem very happy with it.” Kit peered over and nodded as well.

“He’s right, you’re smiling more. Usually you’re all tired and shit, but it’s nice to see you happy for a change.”

Although Kit can’t quite tell the emotions of Free quite like someone like Valt can, he still smiled because he noticed it too. A warm feeling that rushed through his fingertips with every graze, and the spark as it dangled across his neck.

“We gotta wait until we get back so you can try on the choker, then the look will be complete.” Kit said, crumbling up the paper of the pretzel as he licked his fingers. “I never thought I’d see the day when Free De La Hoya gave thought into his appearance.”

“That’s not true, what about the first time Free wore his skirt?” Valt said, mouth still full.

“Kris offered, so of course he took it. This was completely unprompted. And besides, it didn’t look that good anyways...”

Free pouted. “Rude.”

As the three of them walked along the walkway through town, Kit threw his crumbled-up napkin into a passing trash can, prompting Valt to do the same, still licking his lips. Free continued eating his fries and the three of them launched into a conversation about upcoming matches, their talk quickly devolving form there.

Now they were just speaking whatever came to mind, which gave Kit an interesting thought.

“Hey Free, have you been online at all?”

He shook his head. “I’d rather not. Training’s more useful.”

“Well, you know, there is a saying about men who get a single ear pierced….”

“Kit!” Valt reprimanded, shooting a glare at the younger boy, who only giggled to himself. Free thought for a minute and suddenly realized what he meant. He gave a small smirk.

“Actually, he might be onto something.”

That stopped the two of them in their tracks. Free continued proudly walking, as if nothing happened, making the two boys even more confused.

“Hold on-“

“WHAT.”

They ran up with question after question.

“Wait- since when??”

“When did this happen-?!“

“You can’t just walk away without explaining!”

Free just smiled to himself, as he popped the last fry into his mouth.

~

Free did try on the choker and finally looked into a mirror for the first time since getting his ear pierced. He was always perfectly fine with his appearance, having no major grievances when looking at his reflection, but taking a glance at what he looks like now, it’s different. It feels different.

It actually felt like looking in the mirror.

The reaction from his teammates were also interesting. While Free much preferred keeping the changes on the down low, both Kit and Valt made an effort to show it off to everyone else.

The younger bladers loved the earring, looking at it in awe, exclaiming how pretty he looked.

Silas was off on a trip, but Cuza had just come back, and he responded similarly. “Woah, I can barely recognize him!”

“I know right!” Kit said.

Sasha was also there, and she gasped when he came into her view. “Oh my god, those look so pretty!” Kit and Valt beamed. Free was about ready to get this over with.

Eventually they found Kris, who by some stroke of luck was actually in her office. As they entered the room, she was typing on her desk when she looked up.

Considering how long they have been friends, and how Kris was the first to offer a new style of clothing to him, Free didn’t expect much of a reaction.

But to his surprise, she went dead silent as her eyes scanned his new appearance. She quietly stood up and walked over to her childhood friend, putting her hands over her face.

“Oh, Free…”

Her eyes glimmered. Instantly, she wrapped her arms around him, giving him a felt, but gentle, hug.

Free stood still for a minute, surprised by Kris’s sudden outburst, but the more time he spent in her arms, the more it really began to weigh down on him. It wasn’t long before his hands reached over to squeezed her back, and tears found their way dripping down his face.

The ribbon, softly grazing his cheek.

~

Free waited by the entrance to the stadium, ready any second now for his name to be called.

Recently Valt got a new student, an energetic kid with a similar spunk to his mentor, and apparently a big fan. It was actually fun seeing the denial the boy was in, especially with how much he clearly looks up to Valt.

After a few weeks of training, Free got challenged by the boy to a match, located right here in El Astro, and naturally he accepted, curious to see the skills of someone called Valt’s successor.

No matter what though, he was ready to head out win, of course.

As he stood by the doorway, Free spotted a familiar flame of blue hair enter the halls, walking right in front of him.

“You’re here early,” he said. Lui looked over to where Free was standing.

“I’m just saving a seat for the meeting.” He stood for a bit longer, seeming to be studying something on Free’s appearance.

“You got your ear pierced.” He gave a smirk and began walking away.

“That’s funny, did you say that people can do whatever they want with their appearances?” Lui stopped and turned over once again to looked at Free. The two engaged in a staring match before Lui let out a laugh.

“I did. And naturally I am right.” With that he walked away, his footsteps echoing the halls once again. At that moment, Free's name was called from behind him, signaling for him to come out. Touching the tip of the ribbon on his ear, and hearing Lui’s first words again, he let out his breath.

He’s right. They never did.

He lingered on the touch of velvet, and opened the doors before him.

[reallyromealone]

I need a SMILY FIC! Reader is the male version of Jessica Rabbit, and Smiley is his Rodger Rabbit. But nobody believes Smiley is married to the reader because they think he (the reader) is way out of Smiley's league. But it's Nahoya's sense of humor that won the readers heart.

Title: wifey

Fandom: Tokyo revengers

Characters: Tokyo revengers ensemble

Fic type: fluff

Pairings: smiley x reader, Draken x Emma, takemichi x Hina, hanma x kisaki

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, fluff, reader is tall, suggestive themes, mentions of threesomes

Notes:

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Smiley was a surprisingly private individual, he kept his shit to himself and so it was a surprise to everyone that he was not only in a relationship but engaged to one of the hottest person they ever saw.

(Name) Was a bombshell, the wet dreams of wet dreams.

"You are not engaged to him" Baji said simply and nahoya shrugged as he polished a glass at the bar area at the restaurant, him and Souya closing the shop for the day to have old Toman together for lunch "you are literally a gremlin! And he's like-- walking sex!"

"Keep getting bricked up for my fiance and I'm gonna kick your ass" smiley said coldly with a grin and Baji rolled his eyes "oi, Sanzu don't you deal with paranormal shit or whatever it is?"

"Parasocial and all the time, people think they know everything about me" he said simply as he sipped his sparkling water, Mikey nodding in agreement "I got people acting like they know exactly how I act... Real freaks"

"So delulu that he thinks he's with (name)" mitsuya picked up slang from his sister's and loved to use it much to the others groans.

"Keep acting like this and you're not invited to the wedding" smiley didn't have to wait to long though to prove his words true, (name) texting him that hes on his way with some snacks the pink haired man requested.

"Seriously, you're way to deme--"-- baby? They didn't have the chips you wanted so I opted for the second best thing" everyone turned to see (name) step in, the Haitani brothers awe struck and Draken surprisingly was the only one who believed smiley after all, how the fuck did Draken himself land Emma?

"Oh, 'hoya baby you didn't tell me you had company, I could have come at a later time" (name) was a fair bit taller than nahoya, from the looks he stood at the same height as hanma. Curves and an ass that could make a man drop, the married trio of pah, Draken and takemichi chatting amongst each other with no interest in the situation but the others... Smiley was about to break some fingers.

"Everyone, this is my fine as hell fiance! No we won't do threesomes so don't fucking ask!" (Name) Let smiley pull him to his side, the other kissing his cheek while he played with the hair at the nape of the older twins neck and smiled at Angry "I got you some gummy worms" he said calmly as he ignored the oggling from the others "it's a pleasure to meet Nahoyas friends, he's spoken of you all"

"Fondly I'm sure" kazutora said with a flirty grin and (name) tilted his head as he gazed into the others eyes "that's not the word I would use" (name) said simply as he watched the other struggle at (name)s naturally sultry gaze "how the fuck... Is this a thing" Kisaki said incredulously as Hanmas hand rested on the specticalled man's thigh, the boyfriends finding this fascinating yet strange.

Smiley was... Well smiley and (name) was sex incarnation.

"We met at a party and where everyone was trying to flirt... Hoya made me laugh" (name) said simply and nahoya looked SMUG as he let the other hold him close "why don't you head upstairs baby, I'll be up in a minute" Smiley sent (name) upstairs but not without a kiss that left (name)s (lipstick/lipgloss) on the others lips.

"You sure you aren't open to a threesome?" Mikey asked and smiley cracked his neck at that.

"Absolutely fucking not, you're not coming to the wedding"

[518crows]

New post~ (I tried my best with the Alt text) Leo is going to be referenced as Star in the Alt. This took weeks to do. I'm still obsessed with the Starlight Starbright AU, @badger-and-coyote I can't wait for the fic to come out. I was blabbed to about a scene and decided to draw something like it. (It's not out yet, I'm just manifesting)

Random details:

The plant in the pot is a Hoya plant. Cool thing about them? It's real rare for them to bloom. They either bloom when they are well loved, or before they die.

There's name cards on the left side saying "LOVELACE" and "ADA". I feel like Donnie would name his plants after a nerd. Ada is an amazing mathematician.

The graffiti? Obviously done by Mikey. He wanted to compensate for the lack of sun.

The noren at the entrance was designed by Donnie with the geniusbuildTM design.

Yes, there is a bag of 'miracle grow' that is geniusbuildTM under the table. I'm not really sure what I meant by that, either. Chemicals or a bag of shit? Up 2 u

The main plants here are significant to Donnies family. Orange tree for Mikey. Strawberries for Raph. And Blueberries for Splints.

[0cta9on]

Hoya dude🫡

A "2 cent" about hot mommy/teacher with spectacles.

Dreamcatcher- Jiu

IVE- Wonyoung QWER- Magenta

______________

Smut energy from these is wild fire. I'm keeping my sanity cause I had to use it for my fic. I can only provide one line comment and here it's:

STEP ON ME , I'LL LIC-

Hello mikeylo! I think Wonyoung is too cute to be mommy lol, in my head, she definitely suits the "bratty queen that will push your buttons if you let her" image :> It also doesn't help that she's closer to my age than the other two :>

Speaking of which, I have a Wonyoung draft I haven't touched in a while...

[jikangairodo]

𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗠𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥.

ALIAS / NAME: i'm Nero everywhere. Jay if you wanna get rly up close and personal. i may scream and skitter off like a cat tho, fair warning

BIRTHDAY: October 9th

ZODIAC SIGN: a quintessential libra tbh, complete with the indecisiveness and empty brain

HEIGHT: 5"2-3 if i stand very straight. I'm holding onto that 1 inch like my life depends on it

HOBBIES: doomscrolling, video games, drawing, writing, plants

FAVORITE COLOR: green and believe it or not, beige

CURRENT BOOK: i'm in the process of reading all the fics put out by the last exchange event i participated in. there's at least 3 30k fics included and 23 smaller ones. i'm counting them all as 1 giant book idc

LAST SONG: does it count as a song if it's a 1 hour long mashup of 80's bollywood tracks? im a little filmi

LAST FILM / SHOW: movie- Dunki (do not recommend) last show- Severance (so good)

INSPIRATION: anything I watch/ read/ see, as in art. real life experiences

BEHIND URL: Nanami says it one time is2g. It was like my 7th choice. ratioed was taken =/

FUN FACT ABOUT ME: i have 200+ plants. mostly hoya but i have a good few philos in there. I picked up urdu while growing up and watching bollywood movies??? my muslim, bangladeshi parents, raising me in posh, central london really thought, why not add some more cultural confusion into the mix??? what could possibly go wrong??? i had an identity crisis, mum

TAGGED BY: @antishaman my beloved

TAGGING: i think most people i would've tagged have been tagged already? if not, consider this my tag <3

[octoberautumnbox]

Hoya dude✌️ How obsessed are you with Yuri, I found someone that addicted to Minji newjeans like me,@0cta9on 👀

She is my ult bias during izone days, occasionally listening to her recent work🗿👌

Have a bratty Yuri, does it turn you on😗? Have a great day✌️🗿

im actually serious that if y'all find a yuri fic that isn't by me from this year besides Friends That Can Keep a Secret then send it to me bc like????? how tf nobody else writing her but me istg 😭😭😭

all her solo work is great!!! her recent stuff is awesome too I love Lemon Black Tea fr 🍋🏴🍵🔛🔝

my favorite bratty Yuri has got to be Try Me Again pi was amazing to write this and u should all thank him :DDDD

[ryus3i]

Souya and Nahoya Kawata x gn platonic reader

Genre; Fluff

Cw; cursing

Request; yoho ! Wanna request for a friendship fic with Angry Souya Kawata, a GN + toman member reader. Hmmm maybe they were eating ramen after school with Smiley suddenly seeing adds for toys and deciding to go ( Smiley not interested in those things )

A/N; Ty for requesting! I hope this to your liking sorry for taking so long.

“You know we literally own a ramen shop, where we could all eat for free” Smiley informs you as you rush towards the entrance of the newly opened ramen shop closer to the school you attended. 

“Yeah but like it’s no fun eating from the same place every day, it’s nice to change things up a bit” you say holding the door of the shop open. You are instantly greeted by the smell of fresh ramen that makes yours and the twins stomach growl in hunger.

“That’s true” Souya agrees as he and Nahoya follow you towards the back of the restaurant where you immediately search for the best item to order off the menu. 

After ordering three bowls of warm ramen filled with all sorts of delicious toppings the three of you patiently wait for the check to arrive.

“Hey look there’s a small toy store down the street, they got ads for plushies and shit” Nahoya says interrupting the silence and your table.

Your eyes immediately light up and so did  Souya’s as you both instantly turned to each other. Both of you were huge fans of plushies, having large collections of them ranging from animals to different foods. 

Nahoya looks at you two with an unamused expression as you and Souya roam the aisles of the small store filled with toys after you two ran out the ramen shop and left him with the bill.

“You two better hurry up, we have a meeting to go to and don’t even think of running away this time. I’ll watch as you two get arrested for fucking shoplifting”.

“Don’t worry Hoya, we would never” you tease.

“Sorry about that bro, we got too excited”Souya apologizes.

After you and Souya choose your plushies you wait in line to be called to the register. You had chosen a small zebra plushie with baby pink stripes while Souya had chosen one with blue stripes similar to his hair.

Just before you are called to the register you feel a nudge in your side from Souya. In his hand was the joint card for his and Souyas restaurant, only used for the expenses of the restaurant.

“You want to pay using this card?” you ask shocked before looking towards Nahoya who was leaning against the wall near the exit of the store. This type of thing was expected from Nahoya but you would never think Souya would be the one to think of this. 

Souya only gives you a thumbs up as you stick the card in the store's chip reader. As the machine flashes the approved message across the screen the two of you run out of the store as fast you can.

“Get back here, why the fuck would you use that card” is the only thing you hear as you and Souya run for your lives. He must have gotten the bank notification the second you two ran out the store. 

He would eventually financially recover right?

[gardenerian]

Apart from your own (which are gorgeous and break and warm my heart equally!!) - what are your favourite Gallavich fics featuring tomatoes? 👀

oh oh oh wowowow i love this ask so much! let's see! some of these are more about gardening in general, but i do love them so!!

peace comes dropping slow - @metalheadmickey

ian the friendly ghost - @sunoficarus

hoya hearts and happy birthdays - @ianrightsonly

show me (to) your garden - @arrowflier

tomatoes - @ianandmickeygallavich

a pipe dream becomes a reality - @gallawitchxx

blueberry pancakes - @ianscurls

ian and mickey and the case of the stolen tomatoes - @whatwouldmickeydo

the garden of earthly delights - gallagherfamilyreunion (THIS FIC IS FROM 2014 YALL! THEY PREDICTED THE FUTURE!)

and here are mine 🥰

[claraweems]

I'm finally posting the very last chapter of my Beyblade Burst romance fic between Rantaro and Wakiya. I had a few sketches that I never finished but wanted to include in the story as I have included all other art so far. Here's one of them, at the end of Ending 2 (spoilers, not spoilers). I can't draw old men, but I CAN draw men hugging! If you're a masochist or possibly a sucker for gay beyblade boys loving each other, you can check it out over on AO3. And, yes, like any true fanfiction... it ends with a songfic a la FF.net in 2003. (My starting grounds!)

Yellow and Purple (331319 words) by DerpyForneus Chapters: 95/96 Fandom: ベイブレードバースト | Beyblade Burst (Anime), Beyblade Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kiyama "Kumicho" Rantarou | Rantaro "Honcho" Kiyama/Komurasaki Wakiya | Wakiya Murasaki, Aoi Valt/Kurenai Shu, Konda Hoji / Original Character, Free De La Hoya/Sisco Karlisle | Silas Karlisle, Midorikawa Kensuke | Ken Midori / Original Character, Kurogami Daina | Daigo Kurogami / Shasa Guten Characters: Kiyama "Kumicho" Rantaro | Rantaro "Honcho" Kiyama, Komurasaki Wakiya | Wakiya Murasaki, Sasha Guten | Shasa Guten, Original Characters, Kiyama "Socho" Ranjiro | Ranjiro "Cap'n" Kiyama, Free De La Hoya, Sisco Karlisle | Silas Karlisle, Kit Lopez, Aoi Valt, Kristina Kuroda, Midorikawa Kensuke | Ken Midori, Kurogami Daina | Daigo Kurogami, Aoi Chiharu, Aoi Nika, Asahi Hikaru | Hikaru Hizashi, Tsujihara, Komurasaki Wakiya | Wakiya Murasaki's Father, Kurenai Shu, Kiyama Ranzo, Konda Hoji Additional Tags: Fluff, KumiWaki, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Romance, Humor, Attempt at Humor, Sappy, Fluff and Smut, Smut, LGBTQ Character, Rare Pairings Summary: Years after the events of Beyblade Burst: Kiyama Rantaro had a bit of a bumpy start to his adulthood, torn between his beloved career and relationships overseas. There's one person that's been on his mind more and more lately and acting on those thoughts will change his life forever. After the prologue, it's NON-STOP FLUFF/ROMANCE. Think: Romance Novel with plenty of smut. This was originally a collection of blurbs that kind of connected into an overarching story.

[whatgaviiformes]

I've been thinking about indoor plants soooo much since I read Code Verde (which was still so good!) And now I want to know what sort of plants you think would suit each of the Tracy boys under the assumption that they're a great plant dad 😄💕 (if you are so inclined 💕💕)

Buckle up, let's go!

Assuming plant dad is a shared Tracy trait, I think Tracy villa would be quite the nursery! Now I will admit, houseplants are a hobby of mine, and I do love foliage and greenery. But I am in no ways an expert. So here are some possible headcanons for plantdad!Tracys. In truth, they probably have so much outside their windows…

I was indecisive on some of these, so I may have talked about both the plant I think they'd actually grow and the plant that matches their personalities symbolically.

Scott - Pothos is a common name for a plant that is not a pothos species at all, but rather an epipremnum. These are a vining plant and quite common, but there is a gorgeous species called cebu blue that I think is spot on for Scott. They do have a blue green color that's just chef's kiss Symbolically, I think these match the kind of person that is a constant dreamer because of the way they will continue to grow and endure, creating lush waterfalls of color. They can be relentless. I think they are perfect for someone who reaches for the sky, because in the wild, they will climb up trees.

Also, they can develop fenestrations as they grow. I am not sure if this is true, but I have heard the theory that plant leaves develop those splits or holes in order to make sure the leaves below it still gets the light it needs, and if that doesn't sound like Scott to you, I don't know what does.

I think the practical side of him would enjoy plants that also have a use - so, he's got the basil, and rosemary and sage in sweet little pots by the kitchen windowsills… (did we just enter the cottagecore of TSOF? We might have).

Virgil - Virgil to me is a creature of the big leaves, the Aroid Connoisseur. I stand by what I originally wrote in Verde, which is that he'd be the one with the massive monstera (for which the same fenestration story applies). But in addition to monsteras … I also think he'd be into those large anthuriums, the upright philodendrons. He'd be into leaf shape, and the patterns created by the veining, and the fun textures created by the structures and diverse stems.

But since Virgil is passionate about so many things - lifting but also the precision of art, and engineering but also the release of music, and so on … I see him also have orchids, with a variety of flowers. He sees the beauty in so many things, so I think he'd appreciate the delicate nature of orchids too.

John - I have all over my fics that John's the hoya guy. It's in Verde, but I also have a little mini one shot called Inflorescence here. The hoyas are the ones I can keep alive, so they are the ones I think would do best with John's time away. By nature of the humidity, they would love Tracy Island since many hoya species are from Australia, tropical areas of Asia, and the Pacific Islands. You'll see hoya at vining species either trailing or climbing, often epiphytic hanging off branches of trees. For those not familiar with hoyas, they are sometimes called wax plants and they flower in little clusters (as you might have seen in some of my pictures). They are hardy and durable.

I'll admit, now that I've seen it a lot too, I can't quite separate him from being the one who likes cacti and succulents too, which matches his brand of chaos. He's a busy guy, so any plants he has would need to be able to handle a bit of distraction while he works on his 10 other passions and learns his siblings' too for the hell of it.

Gordon - He's our little naturalist, so I think Gordon in reality would be more a follower of aquaponics, and the types of plants that would do well in his aquariums. Some of these may overlap with his brothers', but his plants would be the ones that would help with his water purification. I think he'd have peace lilies and sygoniums and dracaenas and a PROLIFIC money plant, and probably so many propagations of his brothers' plants. He probably has a spider plant that looks like chaos incarnate with a ton of offsets that really should be separated, but she's his shaggy girl and he loves her.

Alan - I see Alan liking structural plants, the tenacious kind, like himself. Tall ones that grow vertically and baby plants that stay small. Palms and snake plants and aloe and jade, and plants with cool names like the 'samurai sansevieria', but his favorite is the one that looks like Shrek's ears.

I see Kayo being into dark foliage; there's a gorgeous alocasia she probably heard about from Virgil, called "Black Velvet" that feels soooo up her alley. There's a part of me that wants Brains to be into begonia and the many cultivars of. If plants were one of his passions, it just feels like something that would keep him interested since there's always so much happening in that side of the hobby. You know - why not? He's done an entire thesis on the Fibonacci sequence on his begonia escargot. And Grandma feels like calathea - color and patterns that are all about movement. <3

Okay I've rambled enough.

[bananapapers]

giving nahoya from tr hoya flowers (fanfic rec)

i adore Nahoya so I’ll definitely do a fic with him, but im gonna sound so stupid right quick, what the fuck are ‘hoya flowers’..?

like.. you mean Hoya Carnosas? if so i’ve literally never heard of those before but they’re pretty so im gonna assume thats what u mean anon💪

fic is out here :)

[saph-writes]

Kris Needs a Vacation

ao3 link:

Summary: BC Sol has grown tremendously over the past year or so. However, with their newfound popularity, came their own downsides. In this case, hundreds and hundreds of applications to join.

Now Kris needed to find someone to fit the recruitment position. That shouldn't be too hard, right?

Words: 2120

Valt

Kris sat in her office, deep in thought and glancing at the calendar slightly. It was summer, the month of June, and the time where new recruits are chosen to join the highly sought-after team, BC Sol.

When they had won the European League nearly a year ago, to say that they were ecstatic would be an understatement. She still remembered the tears that rolled down her cheeks when she saw the team of her dreams cheering and crying around her, hugging and jumping at the battle she couldn’t believe came from one of them. The blissful atmosphere that engulfed everyone.

Then as if that wasn’t enough, a short time later came the International Blader’s Cup, and 4 of her own bladers were invited, even two finishing in the finals. The tournament ended with Valt becoming world champion, a title she couldn’t have prouder of, seeing a kid that has grown to great heights.

Her team was flourishing, right before her eyes. But of course, with those accomplishments under the team’s belt, came with their own issues, which brings her right back to what sat in front of her.

Hundreds, if not thousands, of applications, all coming from bladers hoping to join BC Sol.

She groaned and ran her fingers through her hair, laying her arm on the table to think of what she was going to do. Previously, the job was done by her and Trad, but of course Trad was no longer on the team, and she was already having troubles balancing managing the team and being the director of the WBBA.

She had gone to asked Raul, but he declined the job. When asked why, he didn’t give much of an answer, other than it’s not a position that is for him. Who does that leave, then? Maybe one of the bladers...?

Knock knock

“Hm?” Kris glanced up at the door. It was slightly ajar with a sheepishly familiar head of blue hair appearing behind it. She smiled. “You can come in.”

Valt popped his head in the room.

“Sorry to bother you,” he laughed. Stepping inside, she saw the stack of papers in his hands, and could already feel the headache coming. “These are the rest of the applications that were sitting in the office. Though I think I missed a couple-“

“It’s fine! Just set them on the table over there.”  She let out a sigh, but kept a strained smile on her face. “I’m assuming you finished your trip?”

He immediately lit up.

“Yeah, it was awesome! Everyone was so nice and there were so many cool sights over there! I wish I got to battle more though. But still, it was so much fun!”

Kris softened a bit when an idea popped in her head.

“Say… How long is it before your next trip?”

“Uh, I think I got a few months before that tournament in Japan. Maybe 3 or 4?” He quickly got out his phone and tapped on it for a bit. “Yeah, 3 months, it looks like.”

He looked up, slightly confused. “Why?”

Kris got up with the stacks of papers on her desk and placed them on top of the ones that he had set on the table. It made a plop as they hit the surface. “Valt, would you be interested in completing the recruitment process this year?”

Valt stared at the very thick pile of applications next to him for a few seconds with a blank expression, though for Kris, she could feel sweat accumulating by the minute. Suddenly though, a smile broke out on his face.

“Really?! I would love to!” His grin stretched from ear to ear while bouncing in his steps like a little kid. She let out her breath, and side-eyed the way that Valt’s eyes sparkled at the hundreds of paperwork. “Now remember the criteria, they must complete all three stages and show exceptional dedication and potential in each facet of blading. Identification must be shown, along with the specs of their bey to verify their qualification for official tournaments. Valt, are you getting this?”

The younger boy nodded, making a poor attempt at containing his excitement. Kris simply smiled and motioned for him to take the papers. He took it with no hesitation. “Alright. I’m trusting you. When you finished the first stage, hand me the list of qualified applicants.”

“Got it! I’ll do my best!” With that, he ran off, and Kris sat back in her chair with relief. Thank god that problem was solved. Now she could focus on her other duties, and no longer worry about it again.

~

A mere 2 days passed before Kris heard from Valt. She had just gotten back from a meeting when a knock came at the entrance of the office.

“Come in.”

Just as she began to unwind, she was met with yet again the same problem being put right in front of her, sitting between the papers.

“Valt. Why are there over 400 names written down? The selection should’ve been barely 100.” Her eyebrow was raised and skeptical as she glanced at the nervously smiling boy.

“There were so many amazing bladers Kris, you should’ve seen them! They all did so well, it was so hard to narrow it down!”

“You did this in 2 days, I doubt that 400 people were seriously considered.”

“C’mon, just give them a chance, please???”

Setting the papers aside, she looked up and exhaled. “It’s alright, we’ll just have to do the process again. Thank you for your time Valt.”

He pouted and left the room.

Silas

Kris sat in thought once again, and looked over the names that were written down. Of course Valt wouldn’t be able to choose, he was too nice. They needed someone a bit harsher. Someone like…

“I got it!” Kris yelled out loud to herself. Quickly typing a contact on her phone, she tapped call and waited for it to get through.

“Hello?”

“Silas, can you come to my office real quick?”

“I’m uh-I’m a little busy right now... hey!”

“Kris! Is that you?”

“…Hello, Cuza.”

“You wouldn’t believe what just happened, listen- HEY let go!!”

“Give me back my phone!”

“Nuh-Uh! You’ll have to catch me!”

“WHY you little-“

“BOYS!”

The other end quickly fell silent. She breathed in and spoke calmly.

“Silas, come to my office. Now.”

“Uh, sorry it’s still me. Hey Silas, Kris said-“

“I heard her, I’ll be right there, now hang up.”

“Alright! Hey Kris, Silas said-“

“I said hang up-!”

And with that the call ended. Even through her frustrated state, she couldn’t help but smile to herself. Why did she expect any different?

A while passed before Silas came. He was breathing weirdly, like he had just finished running, or perhaps chasing a certain someone. Instead of making a comment though, she simply motioned him to the chair in front of her desk and towards the papers before her.

“I need you to take care of the recruitment process.”

He ticked his tongue.

“Wasn’t that Valt’s job?”

“Yes, but as you can see, we decided that he wasn’t fit for it. I figured you’ll be able to choose wisely, wouldn’t you?”

Giving a smirk and propping up his glasses, Silas responded. “Of course I will. After all, BC Sol needs to the best of the best, so I’ll fit the job perfectly.”

At least he’s modest.

“Alright, but pick carefully. There needs to be 100 bladers for the next stage.”

“Yeah, I got it.”

“Perfect, you’re dismissed.”

~

Two names.

That’s it.

Two. Fucking. Names.

“Silas, what is this?”

The guy just looked up and nodded towards the paper.

“Hm? What you mean? It’s the bladers who passed.”

Kris could feel her knuckles grow white with the paper in her hand.

“Why- are there only two?”

“Oh, they were all hella weak. Didn’t even last a second in the stadium. I’m doing you a favor, really.” He said, rolling his eyes while doing so.

She took a deep breath. Calm and collected. Just be calm and collected.

“So only two didn’t?”

“Nah, they were weak too, but they talked good shit so they’re aight.”

Kris pinched the bridge of her nose. She needed a vacation. “Alright you’re dismissed, I’ll just get someone else.” With a huff, he left towards the door and quickly closed it shut, but not before a giggle could get through.

Back to the drawing board. Fuck.

Free

“Hey Free, do you mind-“

“No.”

Rantaro

Alright. Kris looked at the stack of papers for what felt like the hundredth time that week. She could’ve sworn it was taunting her.

So Valt couldn’t do it. Neither could Silas. Raul rejected the offer. Free declined before she could even ask. The deadline is coming up fast.

I swear to god, this will be the end of me-

“Yo, Kris!” The door opened to reveal Rantaro peering into the office. “Ange was looking for you, something about dinner and- uhh, you good there?”

Looking up with a flickering eye, she nodded with a constrained smile, practically feeling the nerve bulging on her forehead. “Of course, I’m perfectly fine! You know, I just got all this paperwork left to do and- hold on…”

Rantaro stared in confusion as Kris searched through the papers scattered over the table and floor, picking up a couple and leaving some in the ground to be slipped from later, her hair an absolute mess.

“Rantaro!” She exclaimed, going up to the taller boy hastily and dropping the papers in his hands. “How would you like to do the recruitment process this year?!”

He stayed quiet for a minute, letting the words soak in his head. “You-you want me to do it?!” His voice was high-pitched and like Valt, his eyes sparkled, thought this time it may be from tears. “Really…?”

“Absolutely! I know you’ll be a great fit. If anyone can, it’s you!” This time, it really looked like Rantaro was about to cry, but kept it in if only to look professional and put together.

“This is…This is such a big honor. I can’t believe I was the first person you thought of! I won’t disappoint!” She laughed nervously and patted him on his shoulder.

Yup, first person….

“I know you will. Now, tell Ange I’ll be right there.”

“Got it!” With that, he was off, practically skipping his way out of the office. Kris finally sat back on the couch. Please. Please let this one work.

~

To her surprise, Rantaro turned out to really be the perfect fit. After a week, he came back with the list, and it was 100 names to the dot. Still skeptical that this will really work out, she allowed him to move on the next stage, which should have an estimate of 20-30 spots.

He came back with 27 names.

By the time it was all over, he came back the names of the five bladers that made it through, and even provided notes on each one, with their strengths and noticeable qualities that made them stand out.

Really, she couldn’t have asked for a better person for the job. He even seemed content during it, happily helping the rookie bladers. But most of all, she felt relief, no longer having that stress hanging over her.

Of course, no one had the guts to tell Rantaro that he was, in fact, not the first person to be assigned the position. Well, Silas did, but Valt and Kit quickly shut him up before he could say anything.

So all well that ends well…

A few years later

“Hey Kris?” Cuza said. He was walking along the rail of the bleachers while the now-20-year-old manager was watching the practice arena, bustling with activity.

“Hm?” she responded distractedly.

“Aren’t the new recruits supposed to be coming soon?”

She looked at in confusion. “That’s Rantaro job, he’ll… oh.”

The realization hit her as soon as she opened her mouth. She put her head in her hands.

“Oh, don’t you remember, he’s working with the Comets-“

“Yes, I know, Cuza.”

The performer smiled and jumped down in display to land in front of benches, right where she was sitting. “Don’t worry, I can do it!”

That gave Kris a chuckle, looking up from her distress in amusement. “Really?”

“Yup! It’s just writing down names, sounds easy to me!”

Easy. Easy he says. Kris got up and trudged towards the door. “You know what, I’m going to get some air. Can you watch over the bladers for me?”

“Will do!” He bounced up and stood on the bench, carefully surveying the building. Kris didn’t bother telling him to get down.

I need a nap.

[freedomfireflies]

hoya! I love Ur work so so much!!! Could I possibly request a best friend's brother fic with Harry styles, maybe a short series!! Ik u already have a bfb one, so if u wanna add to that, then please go ahead. SORRY I JUST LOVE UR WORK MWA MWA

Hi my love!!! Stop, this is so, so kind!!! Thank you SO much for being here and for reading and thinking of me for this idea!! 😭💞

Honestly, I am crazy behind on so many things right now BUT I absolutely love the idea and would love to hear more about what you were thinking for it if you want to tell me!! And I can be thinking about it in the background and see what I come up with!!

But if you’d rather ask another author, that is absolutely OK!! I can even suggest some of my absolute favorites! 🥹

[0cta9on]

Hoya there bud✌️ This ask is more of a fun discussion about an idol, how I grow fond of them. The idol in question is Jiwoo, NMIXX. Well you can skip my yapping of her and went straight to the ask at the bottom hahahaa.

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After binging quite decent amount of NMIXX content, Jiwoo randomly starting to be "how do I say this" kind of like she's being placed on my soft spot beside Sullyoon. I find her both cute and beautiful at the same time. Her slight bucking teeth and her puffy cheeks lik-arggggghh- so cute, I just want cup her face so bad.

God, I can write the whole ask about her facial feature alone, how I find both her toothy and non-toothy smile absolutely "beauty-cute" (Akhhhhhh my lack of vocabulary can't elaborate how I majestic she looks).

Keep this in mind back then, my first impression of Nmixx or even Jiwoo. "O.O" debut gives me an irk from the start of the song (Now I understand the hype behind it). Their visual overall was decent in my books back then. Before I start stan Nmixx, my only notion of Jiwoo is from countless short of her crying. Of course, my first judgement would be "Those IT GIRL maknae vibe". Look at me now? Nmixx being my top ULT girl group plus I highly regard group with noticeable vocal capability.

There's a cute accident, currently I learn a bit of Korean and by now I can read a bit of Hangeul (Well I learned it through Duolingo, so much debate Duolingo a shit app to learn a language, I don't give a crap, I already can tell the different pronunciation compared to native tik tok content) That time I was just trying my spelling skill in Korean. I want to spell JIU (from Dreamcatcher)

A bit of Korean for yah (This is my assumption on how it sounds like, I self study ok), 지우 > I thought it spell out JIU

지 > 'Ji' (ㅈ = J, ㅣ= i) and 우 > 'U' (우 = 'U')

But then it search up Jiwoo of Nmixx, now google thought my interest was towards Jiwoo and even my tik tok, Youtube, even tumblr filled with Jiwoo, I ain't complaining but it gives some content of her where the side of her I didn't know would be so attractive. So from there I see more of her and starting to fall in love with her.

Whoosh, maybe I know which idol I want to write now hahahah.

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May I know out of all the Nmixx member, How does Jiwoo and Haewon being one of the few Nmixx members you had written story for?

Look at this cutie, the urge to write more of her is killing me, I guess I will save it for her fic in the future.

Hope this give you slight mood booster

Hello mikeylo! First of all, HOW COME YOU NEVER TOLD ME YOU RELEASED A FIC???? I'll read it when I get the chance, 13.2k words is impressive for your first fic :] (word of advice, you should probably put a "keep reading" bar near the beginning :> )

Jiwoo is a cutie :> Nmixx in general are great performers, but I like how she balances out their powerful vocals with her cool rap tone. I would love to write more Nmixx, I just need to finish the billion other drafts I have rn :,]

The Jiwoo piece I have was a short request, so that pretty much explains why I wrote her. If I'm being honest, I don't think I would've ever written her on my own unless I somehow got a really good idea for her :> The other Nmixx members aside from Kyujin rank higher on my list of priorities.

The Haewon smut was written simply bcs I found her hot at the time :> It was the first smut I've ever written, which means it's pretty bad :,] It's not that interesting plotwise and it's littered with corny dialogue, cliches, and mediocre smut. My expectations are a lot higher now, so time between releases has increased a lot since I want to make sure I never write something like Beach Day again :>

Have a Jiwoo <3 This hairstyle on her looks really good :0

[skullfaced-fruitcake]

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