#mayblade day 5

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MAYBLADE DAY 5 - CARDS

CARDS !!! of course i had to draw clio i mean LOOK AT HER !!! SHE'S PERFECT FOR THIS PROMPT !!! so yuh. I had a lot of fun drawing this especially playing with the markets !!!

[sobashahzadi]

Mayblade day 5 or something I dunno- Crane

[lamponellatempesta]

Mayblade Day 5: Crane

After a little rest, here we are again! Enjoy!

Usually a building’s construction sites were admired only by the old men of the city, but that day it was different, there were also two young boys and a girl watching. Not so much enchanted by the construction site itself, but by the crane that overlooked it, tall, imposing, it would have made anyone afraid were they not the experts... or those a little crazy to whom the idea of heights and jumping from them to land on some other building or structure did nothing but make adrenaline flow into their system, make them even more alive. This was the way the young girl of the trio was looking at that crane; as something adrenaline pumping, as a challenge she couldn’t wait to face... and especially the addictive excitement of breaking the rules. That’s how Dafne felt at the time and a smug smile appeared on her face, "I want to jump off that crane, to the rooftop."

"Emh... We left your house after a fight with your parents, and you want to do something right now that would make you fight with them again? That sounds like a brilliant idea to me, Dafne." Started the little red-haired boy with green eyes at her left, to whom Dafne huffed.

"Sometimes it’s nice to break the rules Nathan, don’t be a pain in the ass Cherryboy. Or are you too chicken to climb to the top?" said Alex with a smug, defiant tone, obviously agreeing with Dafne.

Nathan raised a grumpy eyebrow, "I know how to steer a horse that goes perhaps faster than your two-wheeled gadgets, and you think I’d be afraid to get up there? I’m just saying, it’s not a good idea since, you know, she just had a fight with Takao and Kai for exactly this same reason, I remind you, Blackcat."

"It’s decided. I’m getting on that crane tonight. Whether you two or anyone else is okay with it or not. And it’s gonna be so much fun." Dafne said with another smug  and a little crazy smile. 

Alex couldn’t help but smile too, feeling the adrenaline himself, unlike Nathan, who snorted, "Why do I have to be the only one with a brain here?!" He thought annoyed by the situation, but he couldn’t leave those two reckless alone, so that night he would go too.

The day passed and they found themselves again in front of the construction site in the middle of the night, with Dafne already infiltrating in and climbing on the crane. The adrenaline flowing through her veins made her feel more alive than ever, she knew her parents would be furious if they found out what she was doing, but that only made her want to do it even more, having the attention on her after breaking rules sent her into ecstasy. 

A few minutes later she arrived at the top of the crane and stopped for a moment to look at the panorama that could be seen from above; she could see every single light that was lit in the city at that moment, every single street, alley or secret place, the sea in the distance, then she raised her head to look at the sky, which that evening was clear and full of stars, she could recognize some constellations that Johnny had taught her and smiled pleased, letting go to a liberating laugh, enjoying the wind that moved her blond hair.

Meanwhile, the other two boys had managed to infiltrate the building under construction, arriving on the roof, and hearing the girl’s laughter they turned to the crane. "It’s just... crazy... Do you see how high it is?!" said Nath, taking care to stay away from the edge, he didn’t like heights much. As long as it was horse height it was one thing… but it was already too high. "She’s wonderfully crazy... she’s great. And no one forced you to come, Cherryboy, you could have stayed under your comfortable, warm blankets and enjoy your sweet sleep and your spicy dreams, we wouldn’t complain." Said Alex with an evil laugh of his own. The red-haired boy was stunned for a moment and then replied, "Oh but it turns out to me that the one who made strange and slightly non innocent noises before flying out of bed was someone else, certainly not me. Besides, how can I leave you guys as irresponsible as you are?" Said satisfied the young man, evil smile that vaguely resembled that of his father, Yuriy Ivanov. Alex merely punched him with a fist, clearly angered by the response as he watched Dafne reach to about half the arm of the crane, and seemed ready to jump. The girl did not feel any fear inside her, on the contrary, she could not be more calm than this "If what I have done so far has made you angry this will make you even angrier dads, and I can not wait." She said with an evil grin before taking one last breath and starting to run towards the end of the crane, the building getting closer and closer step by step, her breath getting tighter and her heart pumping harder as she approached the end of the crane arm. Then she jumped and her heart lost a beat and the breath stopped while she was suspended in the void, she felt like she was flying every time, she felt more free than ever and she wanted it to last longer than these banal seconds; she didn’t realize it, but she was laughing, nothing she could find on the ground was as beautiful as the feeling of jumping and risking some of her limbs or even her life, the fire that parkour gave her, nothing was comparable. If she had to be the black beast of the family, she would do it in style. She shifted all her weight on her side and managed to fall perfectly on the roof of the building, rolling for a few meters.

Alex and Nath looked at her incredulously, the first rejoicing and raising his fist to the sky, looking at her as if she were some deity while the second breathed again after holding his breath all the while, but bursted out laughting, caught up in the adrenaline. "You shouldn’t have done that! But it was great!" he told her as he went to help her up.

"I expected nothing less from you, Arctic Hare." Alex grabbed her other hand to help her get up, Dafne had to hide a slight redness on her cheeks. "You better have recorded that, Black Cat because this is just the star-" she could not finish the speech because they were both dragged away by Nathan who had heard voices of policemen who had probably come to make a check. The bold trio fortunately managed to sneak away from a hole in a net hidden behind the building, without getting caught, luckily. None of the three slept that night, spending it chatting in their group chat. It wasn’t supposed to get to their parents, or else they’d all be screwed. But Dafne, on the contrary, hoped for it, she couldn’t wait, and that only fueled her and made her think about the next adventure.

[teabiscs]

Mayblade 2024: Day 5 - Cards

King was a fun draw. I’d like to draw him more. I also saw /one/ screenshot so I have a ship idea. And I think this is my second time drawing Queen.

[0iam0]

This was originally a mayblade prompt, cuz I still am completing it.

(Mayblade 2023 - Day 5: Crane)

I love the kinda sister like relationship Madoka and Maru had in the anime, or just Madoka being somewhat of a mother-figure to Maru. They were adorable asf.

I basically remembered what Kaito was like in manga, the way a crane just erupted outta the ground during the battle and the fact I remember something like Kaito being a senior who builds random machines and being enabled to do so in the school or college grounds just made me think. Think that how many of those weird ground elevators he had installed and where. Lmao.

[artichow]

Mayblade 2023 day 5: crane

it's also my (maybe late maybe not) participation to this week's fanfic friday!! I wanted to make art inspired by @ladyryukyo's piece for the crane prompt, I really enjoyed reading it!! And it made me want to draw an origami crane so here we are :D If you haven't already I really recommend reading it here! It definitely gave me a bunch of Kenta feels :')

[dinersaturn]

MayBlade day 5: cards

Sorry, I was really sick today and could only manage a sketch. I plan to eventually finish it because I liked the concept.

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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."

[moonandblossoms]

Mayblade 2024: Day 5 - Cards

Check my previous Mayblade content from @iorihimee @blossommoonwrites. Due to lackluster time, I had to do a picrew. This is Rei btw.

[doitforthelentilsoup]

Mayblade Day 5:

I couldn’t think of anything for today’s prompt, so I drew mermaid Gingka

[cobalt-drawlight]

Mayblade Day 5 Crane + Day 6 Restrain combined

Seems once again Takao wanted to put up a fight but this time Kyouju is more than prepared

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Mayblade Day 5 - Crane

He Li Hua beloved..,. oc belongs to @masterofdemise :]

[azikarue]

Life in Color : Index

A collection for MayBlade 2023.

Like last year, this is mostly for personal reference or anybody who might want all the 'Life in Color' chapters wrapped up neatly in one post. This time around, I'm including each chapter's characters/ship, ratings, summary, beginning lines, and links (both tumblr and FFN).

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Day 1: The Past

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Characters: Saint Shields Rating: K Summary: In preparation for their Mission, the Saint Shields have each been assigned a member of the Bladebreakers to target. Mariam's doesn't come without consequence.

How it Starts: “Thinkin’ about Blondie?”

Mariam groaned, inwardly cursing her luck, and whipped around to glare at Dunga.

Something about him rubbed her the wrong way, and it wasn’t the smug tone in his voice when he’d asked about Max Tate just now. No, she’d pegged him for a pain in the neck from the first time the Saint Shields team had gathered. It had been almost a year now, and he’d yet to prove her wrong.

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Day 2: School

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Characters: Tyson/Hilary Rating: K+ Summary: Tyson helps Hilary decorate Miss Kincaid's classroom and realizes they've come a long way since eighth grade.

How it Starts: “I know you’re going with a spring theme, Hilary, but isn’t the canopy of cherry blossoms a bit much?”

Tyson realized his mistake as soon as the words left his mouth. He didn’t need to hear Hilary’s annoyed sigh or to see that he’d asked right as they crossed the halfway point of their time-consuming task. No, he’d known Hilary long enough to know he messed up without any physical evidence to prove it.

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Day 3: Pets

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Characters: Rick/Mariah Rating: M (for language) Summary: Mariah brings a cat in off the street. Rick tells her, in no uncertain terms, how he feels about it.

How it Starts: “No. Absolutely the fuck not.”

“Don’t be so heartless, Rick!” Mariah exclaimed. She had the nerve to sound affronted. Like it was downright blasphemy for Rick to refuse some critter she found in the gutter entry to his apartment. Her face screwed up into a glare that, somehow, came across as half pout, too. “It’s pouring down rain!”

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Day 4: Sci-Fi

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Characters: Kenny and Tyson Rating: K Summary: Tyson tries his best to dodge Kenny's movie invitation.

How it Starts: Tyson was trying not to let what he knew about Kenny’s taste in pop culture sway his decision. It wasn’t easy when the list included Ming-Ming and any piece of media with a talking robot or more than one species of alien.

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Day 5: Crane

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Characters: Claude Rating: K+ Summary: Claude makes it through his first World Championship Tournament with plenty of regrets and even more paper cranes.

How it Starts: Claude started it for something to do. Injured on purpose and forced to play it up for the foreseeable future, he needed something to focus on to keep his mind from racing down dangerous, self-destructive avenues – ones lined with guilt and regret.

He’d been feeling the pull on and off since they beat the Majestics. The desire to peel back the curtain and examine how he truly felt about the direction Barthez was leading the team.

The paper cranes helped.

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Day 6: Restrain

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Characters: Ray/Salima Rating: T Summary: Salima suffers the after-effects of dark memories and too much caffeine. Luckily, Ray is there to wake her.

How it Starts: Salima was running for her life through the jungle. Terror had hold of her insides, squeezing them tight as a vice, making every panted breath hurt like knives in her lungs. Her legs ached from running and jumping over the underbrush, but she couldn’t stop.

If she stopped, it would catch her.

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Day 7: Duty

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Characters: Hiro Rating: K Summary: Hiro has his reasons for siding with Tyson's enemies.

How it Starts: Regardless of what people might think, Hiro didn’t make the decision to join BEGA lightly.

From the outside, it looked like BEGA rose up to usurp the BBA overnight. In reality, it had been a long time coming.

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Day 8: Glitter

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Characters: Daichi/Ming-Ming Rating: K Summary: Daichi finds out there's more to Ming-Ming than glitter and frills.

How it Starts: “Atta boy, Strata Dragoon!” Daichi cried as his beyblade landed one last powerful blow.

The force of the hit sent Ming-Ming’s blade flying into the forest, where it embedded in one of the trees with a sickening crunch. A flock of birds fled in a mass of flapping wings and fallen feathers, after which the clearing was strangely quiet.

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Day 9: Ice Cream

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Characters: Max-centric, featuring Ray and the All Starz Rating: K Summary: Max's third World Championship Tournament isn't the experience he was expecting. Bumping into someone who feels the same does wonders for his outlook.

How it Starts: “Wait, what’s the Italian word for gelato, then?”

“Michael, gelato is an Italian word,” Emily groaned, looking at him like she couldn’t believe anybody could be so stupid. “What’s wrong with you?”

Eddy burst into laughter, causing several pedestrians to turn and stare. If one or two of them snapped a picture, he didn’t notice, too busy slapping Michael on the back as his teammate sputtered out a defense for himself.

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Day 10: Maid

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Characters: Rick/Mariah Rating: M (for language + canoodling) Summary: Rick and Mariah have vastly different priorities when it comes to their days off. Rick does his best to persuade Mariah to his way of thinking.

How it Starts: It was one of those spring days that made most people want to get off of their ass and do something productive.

Rick could tell as soon as he woke up to sunlight streaming into his bedroom and the curtains dancing in the breeze. It wasn’t hot enough for the city air to smell like straight garbage yet, and it was pleasantly cool for what promised to be a sunny day.

But as far as he was concerned, it was the perfect day to have zero obligations and Mariah in his bed, if she was up for it.

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Day 11: Music

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Characters: Julia and Spencer, side of Tala/Julia Rating: K+ Summary: Julia wakes up early and goes looking for Tala. Instead, she finds Spencer and learns what it means to be a part of his family.

How it Starts: There was nothing worse than waking up because you had to pee. Nothing would convince Julia otherwise as she reluctantly slipped out from under Tala’s covers to tiptoe to the bathroom.

At least she didn’t have to worry about waking him. He was a notoriously light sleeper and she knew he woke up every time she so much as rolled over at night. But, since he wasn’t in bed and it was still pitch black outside, that meant it was probably between five and six and he was out training with Bryan.

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Day 12: Fall

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Characters: Max/Mariam Rating: K Summary: Mariam saves Max from falling flat on his face before the World Championship's exhibition match, but it's not enough to stop him from falling in a different way.

How it Starts: Max would never admit that seeing a familiar flash of blue out of the corner of his eye made him do a double-take and stumble up the stairs. He would have fallen right into the seats trying to catch himself, if someone hadn’t steadied him at the last second.

“Thank you! That was close!” he laughed, righting himself. When he turned to address the person who’d saved him, his mouth went dry at the sight of her.

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Day 13: Royalty

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Characters: Daichi and Tyson Rating: K Summary: Daichi feels tossed aside when news breaks of the Bladebreakers' return. Surprisingly, Tyson is the one to talk him through it.

How it Starts: “The Bladebreakers are back! In a recent statement, the BBA announced the return of the fan-favorite team for the upcoming World Championship Tournament. Tyson Granger, Kai Hiwatari, Ray Kon, and Max Tate are considered beyblading royalty by the millions of viewers that tune into the tournament, and it’s predicted that their reunion will make this year’s Championship a record-breaking success.”

Daichi growled and crumbled up the newspaper. His name wasn’t mentioned once in the whole lousy article. Even the picture, plastered in the center of the sports section’s front page, was of the original four Bladebreakers. It looked like it was taken after their very first World Championship win.

“So much for being World Champion,” he grumbled and threw the newspaper across the room with a grunt.

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Day 14: Sorcery

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Characters: Ryu Granger, Tyson, Bladebreakers Rating: T Summary: When Ryu learns from Tyson that Max is leaving practice early for the fourth time, he knows something's up. His attempt to prove it is slightly... unconventional.

How it Starts: It put a smile on Ryu’s face to hear his grandson outside jiving with his friends. It had been too long since he’d stood in the kitchen and listened to the whole team bicker and battle and bond.

Ever since the gang had touched down in Japan, they’d been training morning, noon, and night in preparation for the upcoming World Championships. They barely even stopped for meals – Tyson and Daichi were remarkably chill about it.

That, and the fact that every single one of them were way taller than he remembered, made it feel like they were growing up right before his eyes.

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Day 15: Battle

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Characters: Tyson/Hilary (Ray/Salima and Max/Mariam implied) Rating: K+ Summary: While their friends battle it out, Hilary fights to make sure Tyson behaves.

How it Starts: “Draciel!”

At Max’s shout, Draciel rose from his beyblade to block the oncoming attack from Ray and Salima’s blades. It was a magnificent sight, swimming in the hazy summer air, but standing firm against the tandem attack. When its opponents ricocheted back, Sharkrash came out from behind Draciel, moving so fast that it was skimming along the top of the sand, to deliver another blow while they were vulnerable.

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Day 16: Bouquet

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Characters: Eddy, Michael, Emily Rating: K+ Summary: To pass the time until Steve is discharged from the hospital, Eddy and Michael debate who ordered flowers for Emily.

How it Starts: “Since when does Emily have a secret admirer?” Michael asked, eyeing the bouquet on Judy’s desk that had their teammate’s name pinned on it. He was slouched in a chair in the Director’s office, lazily tossing a baseball into the air and catching it. He looked every inch as bored as Eddy felt.

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Day 17: Hero

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Characters: Moses (Crusher) and Monica Rating: K Summary: When packing Monica's school bag, Moses finds something that brings him to tears.

How it Starts: “Monica, hurry up! You don’t want to be late.”

“I’ll be down in a minute!”

Moses smiled to himself. Hearing his sister’s voice ring strong and true through the house was something he hoped he never took for granted ever again. With one last glance up the stairs, he returned to the kitchen to finish preparing her lunch.

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Day 18: Unpopular Character

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Characters: Alan and Max Rating: T Summary: Alan hasn't seen Max in years when he comes walking into the coffee shop. Fortunately, Alan's break gives them plenty of time to catch up.

How it Starts: Alan recognized his voice as soon as he ordered. It didn’t matter that he was the whole way in the back, hanging up his apron so no customers would bug him on his break, or that it had been years since they’d spoken – he’d know Max’s voice anywhere.

Somehow, it was still a shock to round the corner behind the counter and see him standing on the other side.

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Day 19: Tree

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Characters: Tyson/Hilary Rating: K+ Summary: When a storm causes damage to an old tree in Tyson's yard, one with a particularly sentimental value, Hilary steps in to act as his support.

How it Starts: Hilary knew something was off from the moment she set foot in Tyson’s front yard. The normally uplifting atmosphere had an undercurrent of tension that made everything feel way too quiet for a sunny, spring afternoon. And, when it came to Tyson, quiet wasn’t usually a good sign.

With a deep breath, Hilary followed the path to the front door, glancing surreptitiously around on her way. Nothing was visibly amiss, and she was beginning to think that maybe her intuition was wrong for once, until she walked into the dojo and Hiro said:

“Oh, good, Hilary’s here. Maybe she can talk some sense into him.”

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Day 20: Scars

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Characters: Salima and Goki Rating: K+ Summary: Salima struggles to find solace after the cyber bitbeast incident.

How it Starts: Sometimes Salima spent her nights awake.

It was easier explaining it to Goki when they were somewhere new and exciting. Those times, he’d buy that she was thrown off by the timezone or the different constellations swimming in the sky above their heads. He’d lay awake with her on occasion, sketching the scenery and planning their travels, always tactful enough not to mention her clipped, one-word responses.

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Day 21: Rest

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Characters: Tyson, Bladebreakers Rating: K+ Summary: Tyson leans on his friends in the aftermath of his battle against Brooklyn.

How it Starts: Tyson’s legs felt like jelly as he hobbled down the hall. With every step his surroundings winked in and out of focus, sometimes changing inexplicably, like he’d blacked out for chunks of the journey. It was possible; he didn’t remember any of the car ride home. If Max and Ray hadn’t been holding him up, he probably would have pitched forward onto the ground before he even made it past the dojo’s gates.

Turns out that nothing brought out the bone-deep exhaustion in a guy like a beybattle that somehow transcended space and time, against an opponent with the power to annihilate entire cities.

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Day 22: Cover Art

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Characters: Ming-Ming Rating: T Summary: Ming-Ming's first days with BEGA aren't at all what she was expecting. Turns out, not even pro beybladers can avoid the necessary evils of show business.

How it Starts: Ming-Ming thought that everyone must feel this way in the beginning.

When your life changed so much in a short period of time, it was natural to feel some discomfort alongside the excitement. After all, stylists and photoshoots and glitz were about as far as you could get from biking half an hour to a rinky-dink restaurant job. Of course it felt like her stomach was curling in on itself. That was normal. This was all normal.

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Day 23: Glass

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Characters: Max/Mariam Rating: K+ Summary: Max and Mariam explore some tide pools and find something unexpected.

How it Starts: “There’s no one else out here, Mariam.”

Mariam tensed. Somebody else might not have noticed, but Max could see the sudden stiffness in her shoulders and the way her fingertips pressed white into her crossed arms. He’d become an expert in dissecting her every movement over the course of the tournament. It was how he was able to beat her in the semifinals and also the reason why his stomach became a sea of butterflies every time she looked his way.

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Day 24: Memories

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Characters: Zeo and Gordo Rating: T Summary: Zeo's used to Gordo's visits. What he's not used to, is living life as the sentient shadow of someone who's long gone. Or: if Gordo helped invent Zeo, it's only fitting that he help him reinvent himself, too.

How it Starts: It was a Saturday afternoon and Zeo could hear a motorcycle rumbling up his driveway.

“Just like clockwork,” he muttered to himself. He closed the book on his lap with a heavy thud and carried it to the edge of the balcony to wait.

The gates at the outskirts of the property were barely visible through the lush trees lining the drive, but he could see the metal move through the foliage as they swung shut. Only a handful of people knew the code to those gates. And only one of them had become a regular weekend visitor, even though he had to have better people to spend his time with. Real people, made out of flesh and blood instead of nuts and bolts.

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Day 25: Flame

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Characters: Ray/Salima Rating: T Summary: Ray holds Salima close by a bonfire.

How it Starts: Ray watched as Steve and Goki teamed up to launch what appeared to be half of a fallen tree into the already massive bonfire. Behind them, Michael and Eddy whooped as a spray of sparks erupted into the air when it connected, making several bladers from other teams leap back for their own safety.

Snuggled up with Salima’s legs in his lap on a low, flat rock, a safe distance from the flames, Ray couldn’t bring himself to care. He was much too distracted by the way her laughter reverberated through both of their bodies and warmed him from the inside out. Not for the first time that night, he wanted to cup her cheek, pull her in, and see how it tasted straight from her lips.

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Day 26: Pirate

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Characters: King and Queen Rating: K+ Summary: King and Queen raid their parts stash for the first time in a long time. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

How it Starts: “It’s a shame you have a moral compass now; we could be making a killing off of these parts.”

King rolled his eyes at his sister’s rueful remark. He shot a look her way, but she wasn’t paying attention, too busy running her fingers along a tray of attack rings like they were precious jewels. King recognized them at once as her personal collection of favorites from their parts-hunting days, all carefully packed in a custom case. They were one of the last things they’d placed in the storage unit before closing it up. King hadn’t thought he’d see them again so soon.

Though, he hadn’t thought a company like BEGA would come along and lock away all beyblading parts and components behind a membership, either.

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Day 27: Beyblade

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Characters: Emily, Mariah, Rick, and Michael Rating: T Summary: Emily knows that they're finished if they don't win the next battle against BEGA. She also knows that the odds of Kai coming back are dismal, which means they're going to need somebody else to master the Hard Metal System.

How it Starts: The melodic trill of crickets was more grating than relaxing tonight, Emily realized with a frown. She had too many other things fighting for purchase in her mind, making tension run icy hot from her temples down into the set of her shoulders. She took a deep breath, forced herself to loosen the hold her fingers had on the case she was carrying, and soldiered on toward the river.

The footsteps behind her sped up to match her pace.

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Day 28: Sunset

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Characters: Mariah and Lee Rating: K Summary: After running into Ray and his new team, Lee disappears. Mariah takes it upon herself to track him down.

How it Starts: “Where’s Lee? His dinner’s getting cold.”

Mariah glanced back and forth between Gary and Kevin, waiting for one of them to answer her. Gary shrugged, more concerned with finishing his own meal, and Kevin scowled. He was still pouting about Bruce ratting him out for wandering off to terrorize their competition earlier. Mariah’s grip on Lee’s plate tightened.

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Day 29: Double

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Characters: Johnny, Enrique, and Emily Rating: T Summary: Enrique challenges Johnny to a doubles tennis match which, naturally, requires him to find a partner. Emily just wanted to practice in peace.

How it Starts: “What’s the matter, Johnny? Scared you’ll lose?”

Johnny sneered. If there was one way to get his blood boiling, it was to insult his honor and claim he was afraid. Especially when your name was Enrique and you had a giggling blonde – wearing a hotel tennis uniform with her polo unbuttoned all the way – hanging off of your arm.

“Yeah, right,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes at the way her arms tightened around one of Enrique’s, brushing her cleavage against his elbow. “You’ve never beaten me at tennis. What makes you think that’ll change now?”

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Day 30: The Future

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Characters: Max/Mariam Rating: T Summary: Sometimes the future holds things even better than you can imagine. Mariam wouldn't have guessed that hers held a fixer-upper in Japan or Max Tate.

How it Starts: “Thinkin’ about Blondie?”

The disgust was obvious in Dunga’s voice even before Mariam turned around and saw the scowl on his face. He looked grumpier than usual, which might have had something to do with the fact that he’d been conscripted to help her and Max move. Never mind that she’d been making sure he got the heaviest boxes all day, waiting to see how long it took him to notice.

Mariam smirked. “We’re married now – I can think about him all I want,” she said, drawing out her words as Dunga’s face screwed up even more.

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Day 31: Free Day

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Part 1 Characters: Max/Mariam Rating: M (for implications) Summary: Max and Mariam meet in secret. He has something pressing on his mind and wants to clear the air. Mariam has other ideas. How it Starts: “You know, Max, asking me to meet you in front of my teammates makes me think you’re missing the point of keeping this a secret.”

Part 2 Characters: Rick/Mariah Rating: M (for language and implications) Summary: Rick's not scared of heights; he's scared of a Ferris wheel that went up overnight that more than likely has a few bolts missing. Mariah helps him relax. How it Starts: Rick didn’t make a lot of decisions in life that he regretted. It was entirely on principle. Regret was a waste of perfectly good time – he preferred to shrug shit off and move on with his life instead of agonizing over every imperfection. He’d do it this time, too, if he ever got off this fucking Ferris wheel alive.

Part 3 Characters: Max/Mariam Rating: M (for implications and undressing) Summary: Max struggles to settle into the hotel room with Mariam doing everything in her power to be a distraction. How it Starts: Max didn’t know the suite had a see-through bathroom when he booked it.

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THE END

[misiwrites]

Mayblade Day 7

[previous: chapter 1 & 2 | chapter 3 | chapter 4 | chapter 5 | chapter 6]

CHAPTER 7 prompt: duty characters: hiromi, salima, emily, kane, takao, mao, rei, max pairings: hiromi/takao, implied kane/salima

Something was off about Salima. Despite the novelty of their friendship, Hiromi could tell.

To begin with, the fact that she’d been coming to class separately from Kane for a week was unusual in the inseparable duo’s standards. At first, Hiromi had thought that perhaps her responsibilities in the council had increased, her schedule no longer accommodating doing everything in tandem with him, and while the former was certainly true with the approaching bake sale and all, they no longer did anything together in class either. And Salima, who was so cool and collected and kind, was suddenly sulky, quiet, and miserable like an abandoned puppy.

Hiromi was surprised when even Emily had no specifics to provide about the situation between Kane and Salima. Apparently Salima was above the gossip mill’s reach; everyone respected her too much to drag her into it. “But they’ve obviously had a fight or something,” Emily concluded.

This all was why, when Salima once again slipped in a request for Hiromi to come see the kendo club’s practice, she finally agreed. If someone new checking out the club would help cheer her up even a little, Hiromi didn’t mind doing it. She’d go with Salima after school.

“Honestly, I would have skipped today otherwise,” Salima admitted, sitting on Hiromi’s desk while they waited for the English class to begin. “The council has so much work right now, and there’s only eight of us.”

“One from each class, right? Who’s in the council from 1-B, anyway?”

“That’s Johnny McGregor. Short guy with maroon hair and band shirts.” Salima added the latter at the sight of Hiromi’s nondescript face.

“The one who always looks angry?”

“That’s the one. Though he’s oddly polite for someone so bad-tempered.”

Hiromi hummed in amusement. “I wonder how someone like him got in when there’s people like Mao, Professor and Max in that class.”

“Not many people applying to join the council, I think. None of those ran for a seat.”

“Really?” Perhaps this shouldn’t have surprised Hiromi as much as it did; Bey Town High wasn’t a big school, so while the council was small, so was the pool of students to choose members from. She shifted her legs nervously, crossing one over the other under the desk to keep her feet from fidgeting. “I, uh, actually kind of wanted to run for a seat… I was a member of my middle school’s council. Well, truthfully, I was the president for a bit.” It was the first time she’d told this to anyone in Bey High.

Salima’s grey eyes widened with surprise. “You were? Why didn’t you run for a seat here, then?”

Hiromi looked down at a pencil in her hand. “I only lasted one year in the council… Let’s just say I wasn’t very popular after getting in.”

For the first couple of months, things had gone well in her old school. Many of her previous friends had migrated into her class and she’d also made new ones. She’d been elected to the student council because she was known to be smart and mature. She’d been so proud of her achievements, and vocal about them too.

But girls in middle school turned out to be a petty, jealous species. Back then, Hiromi hadn’t had the common sense to censor her personality and hold back on impulsive behavior; the position of a student council president had brought out her bossy tendencies at full force. She hadn’t realized how bad it was herself, and nobody had bothered giving her kind, constructive criticism about it. From her perspective, she’d only done what was expected of her and acted accordingly. Been a leader. Before long, she’d earned the reputation of a nagger, a nitpicking bitch – or, more accurately due to her unusual hobbies that everyone loved to consequently pick on, a witch. Associating with her had become a burden to her friends.

“I think you’d do great. You should run next year,” Salima said.

“I’ll think about it…” But Hiromi knew she wouldn’t, not ever again.

“How about the bake sale? Would you like to participate? We need a vendor for our class booth and nobody has volunteered yet. Or, well, one did but I’d rather have some variety.”

Hiromi raised her chin. “The vendors can be someone other than the student representative?”

“Not just that, but I can’t be the one doing it. But I do need to coordinate who’s participating from 1-A.”

“In that case, I’d be glad to do it!”

“Great! You’ll be perfect for it!” Salima whipped out her phone. “Thank you, Hiromi. I’ll add you to the mailing list right away.”

A pleasant warmth set in Hiromi’s heart for the rest of the day.

…Or at least for the remaining classes, for she managed to happily forget for a moment that she’d just promised to go to the kendo club afterwards. She positively froze when Salima was again by her desk at the last bell in the afternoon.

“Ah… yes.” Hiromi slowly swept her belongings into her backpack, side-eyeing the two boys with blue hair already taking their leave together. And just as she did, she caught Kane throwing a wistful glance in Salima’s direction over his shoulder before disappearing through the doorway. Wow. Drama. There really was something going on between those two.

Hiromi was, however, confident to stay out of any drama as she rose from her seat and mentally prepared herself to follow Salima to the gym. She was only here to cheer a friend up, nothing more.

They used the second gym entrance, on the opposite side from the one Hiromi had entered before when visiting the wushu club. The gym was partitioned in the middle to supply enough space for two or more clubs to operate simultaneously, and today she was on the kendo club side. While Salima dropped by the changing rooms, Hiromi remained by the doors, not daring to enter without her.

As much as she’d tried to prepare herself, decided that she’d do this for Salima’s sake, now her heart was beginning its mad gallop over nothing again. She could hear Takao and Kane entering the gym from their respective changing room and getting started. She took a small, deliberate peek from behind the gym doors, making sure to stay hidden while at it.

The boys were dressed in dark hakama, bamboo swords in hand, helmets waiting under their arms. They chattered away while waiting for the rest of the members to arrive.

…It suits him so well. The last time Hiromi had seen Takao in the traditional outfit, they had both been the size of a fire extinguisher and Hiromi had found the baggy clothes with big, sloppy sleeves hilarious for whatever childish reason. Now it looked surprisingly refined on him. Not to mention, this was apparently the only occasion he respected enough to take that stupid red-and-blue cap off. His hair was loose for once. It had grown surprisingly long…

When Salima was ready, she came to fetch Hiromi from the door. Told her that she could join the ceremony if she wanted. Hiromi wished Salima hadn’t come for her – or, well, she did want to join because the ritualistic aspect of the ceremony was fascinating to her and all, but at the same time – her step felt dangerously wobbly as she followed Salima into the gym and could feel all the eyes land on her simultaneously. Salima briskly informed them that Hiromi was there to check the club out and would pair up with her today, end of story.

Hiromi had thought she could follow the practice session by sitting apart from the rest and continue avoiding looking at Takao, as usual. What she hadn’t expected was that Takao was, in fact, the club captain. He was the ringleader of this gathering, the one teaching and motivating the rest; in the short opening ceremony (a bit excessive for a ten-member club, but it did set the mood right from the beginning), he gave a brief but inspirational speech about why they were there that day and how important it was to never lose the spark of self-improvement. The rest, Hiromi included, stood listening in a diligent row and bowed their heads at his brisk command.

It's not like Hiromi hadn’t known that Takao was good – he had to be, given that he’d been doing kendo ever since they were friends. But the level of expertise he displayed while going around helping the club members, fixing their postures and guiding their arms to his best ability, came as a complete surprise to her. He was so… well… mature. In Hiromi’s memory, Takao was a bratty little rascal, always getting himself into ridiculous situations and testing the boundaries of his parents and older brother on purpose; in class, too, the Takao she’d been spying on— er, pretending not to spy on was restless, noisy, spontaneous and a lazy student. But here, in this space, he was someone else entirely. He was, she had to admit, kind of impressive.

By the time the club members began their gradual retreat into the changing rooms, Hiromi’s head was spinning. She got out of the gym the same way she came in and figured it would be polite to wait for Salima. She needed a moment to clear her head, anyway. She leaned against the wall in the corridor outside and stared up at the bleak fluorescent lamp in the ceiling.

Had this been a mistake? Or a good idea? She felt a buzz in her chest that hadn’t been there before, a sort of… excitement, she guessed. One she hadn’t asked for. And neither had she asked for the burning sensation in each spot on her skin that Takao had lightly touched during the practice while helping her fix her posture.

As if Takao hadn’t already been in her mind enough. On and off, every day. She had a feeling that things had just gotten several times more bothersome because of a sport fought with bamboo swords.

The door to the boys’ changing room opened and Hiromi’s heart squeezed with panic for the fracture of a second, until she realized it wasn’t Takao who came out. It was the wushu club members – well, two of them, Mao and the boy with the long, purple hair.

“Seriously, you can’t do this anymore,” the boy told her as the heavy door slammed shut behind them. “Have some respect for the newer members.”

“Bleh, I bet they’re just happy! Bet they haven’t seen a woman in her underwear even once in their lives.”

“Mao…”

“Rei-nii. Oh, hi Hiromi!” She waved at her across the corridor. The boy cast Hiromi a wary look, almost scared.

Hiromi raised a hand in reply. Rei-nii?

But she had no time to grasp this thought further as the door to the girls’ side opened and Salima materialized into the corridor. She immediately wanted to know how Hiromi had liked kendo and was of the firm opinion that the sport suited her very well. Hiromi gave absent responses in the vein of yeah, sure, it was nice, all the while distractedly eyeing the pink-and-purple pair who disappeared behind a corner.

And once they were gone, a familiar blond emerged from behind the opposing corner, one hundred percent looking like he was spying on the couple from behind.

Hiromi was rarely still at school at such late hours. By the time she waved good-byes to Salima, the sun had begun to sink into the westward horizon. Salima had gone to the school’s bus stop; she lived in the north-western corner on the opposite side of the city, in one of the more high-end suburbs with big, beautiful houses, all with their own yards and swimming pools and garden sheds. Hiromi knew Emily to live in the same general direction, too, but had never been to that part of the city herself. An eastern district girl like her had no business there.

Hiromi stopped to check whether her mother had started inquiring where she was by now. She hadn’t. Slowly, she began her way home by foot.

She wasn’t very far into her journey before she began feeling eyes on her back. As a girl who habitually walked around town on her lonesome, she was finely tuned to stay vigilant about her surroundings and could immediately tell when she was being followed.

And the guys after her weren’t even being subtle about it. When she tossed a glance over her shoulder, she saw three of the ugliest chumps alive tailing her with idiotic grins on their faces. They were obviously fellow students, her age or one year older at best. Not too hard to deduce that they were members of one of the shitty little gangs who enjoyed wreaking havoc at school. They had to be Shell Killers; these chipmunks were too pathetic-looking to be members of the Blitzkrieg Boys.

Hiromi’s house was so close, she could easily have sprinted and reached home before these guys ever got her. But it had been a long and weird day and she felt somehow different, emboldened, more like her old, daring self from middle school. A side of her that she’d long subdued was boiling over. It still had its time and place.

She stopped, turned on her heel, and set her hands on her hips. “Hey. What are you doing?”

The boys stumbled on each other. They obviously hadn’t expected her to face them just like that, now their script was ruined and their shit-eating grins wavered as they came to a halt in unison, unsure what to do.

“I asked what you’re doing. You think you’re being cool, don’t you? Can’t imagine anything cooler than following random people on the street, wow. Gimme your names, I’ll let the student council president contact your moms about this. Oh, wait.” She took out her phone and quickly snatched a picture of all three who simply stood there, perplexed. “Perfect. And now your names.”

For one hot minute, the shortest of the boys – who clearly had the most to prove by trying to appear intimidating – was about to raise his fists and leap forward at her. The other two were more sensible and grabbed him from behind, muttering something along the lines of “we’d better go.”

“Bitch,” the short one spat before the three turned and ran away comically fast.

“And tell your boss that he’s a clown,” she shouted after them, then couldn’t resist adding: “The Shell Killers are a circus and Hiwatari Kai is the biggest clown in it!”

That felt good. There wasn’t anyone else around to hear her – or so she thought – but it felt great. Unnecessary and stupid as hell and just right.

Sighing contently, she walked the remaining distance home without anyone disturbing her.

[teabiscs]

Mayblade 2024 Recap:

Days Completed: 31/31

Unique Characters Drawn: 29? 30? ( i think)

Most Drawn Character(s): Takao - 5 (technically)

Total Active Hours Spent (per Procreate): 86hrs 54 mins

Longest Piece: Secret - 6hrs45min

Shortest Piece: Military - 47 mins

Character Drawn for the first time: King

Final thoughts:

Firstly, thank you @hiwataris-bitch for putting this together. We would not have this event without you. Ive been looking forward to this event since March.

Initially, I only planned to do like 10 days but slowly, the parasites inside of me festered into ideas. Including ones that seemed daunting and impossible. I really pushed on certain aspects for some of the art i created over the last two months. Different lighting, backgrounds, bitbeasts.

I got to draw all my otps and some new ships (including my Regina crack ships), and tsuki.

I really enjoy these types of events because I'm forced to think outside the box and out of my comfort characters. I wish we had more events throughout the year, but i understand why we dont.

idk i planned to write more but i am sleepy and probably wont revisit this before its posted. thank you everyone who interacted and enjoyed the art i created during mayblade.

its been swell, hope to see yall next year.

byee

[andro-dino]

Mayblade Day 5 - Crane

If I had a nickel for every time I had to flub a mayblade day because I was in too much pain to make the piece I actually wanted to, I’d have 2 nickels.

I had other ideas I wanted to do today but this is all I can bring myself to do at the moment. I stole this quote from shekel, and it is in reference to how Zyro had benkei swing a wrecking ball at ifrit to train for his battle with Sakyo 😭