Me, Ranting About Huntlow And The Negativity Of Fandom 😊

i wouldn't know where to start.

sonja and capsize are happy, but some days, there are some things that remind mianite's remaining champion of someone who left mianite years ago.

sonja is happy now, but it doesnt mean she doesn't miss him.

Gustholomule is canon (<—-delusional) and here’s why ‼️‼️‼️

the looking glass graveyard makes a cameo and that’s where they first become friends.BUT if you look closely there’s a little fly trap is in a little case and you know what Venus fly traps stand for in Greek mythology?

THATS RIGHT‼️‼️‼️‼️

it refers to the Roman goddes of love and the scientific name for Venus fly traps are “Dionaea somthing somthing” daughter of Dione) which refers to Aphrodite and she is also connected to love and beauty‼️

not only is this a compelling argument enough, the Venus fly Trap shown in the picture in held in a glass container. Similar to the one in “Beauty and the Beast”. This is important becuase in the story “Beauty and the Beast” the rose symbolizes love and romance (as all roses do)

But the most important part of this is that it stood for the Beasts dying hope of finding love. We, as the audience, can also note that before the Beast became a Beast he was a prince and was pampered in his life before the curse.

Why is this important⁉️

BECUASE. As a prince the Beast was selfish and unkind. The enchantress who cursed him stated the reasoning for the curse was becuase “there was no love left in his arrogant heart”. Who else is arrogant at first and selfish⁉️

MATTHOLOMULE. HE was selfish AND unkind. He wanted things for himself and used others. And just like the beast He goes through his own redemption and reform. Mattholomule becomes less selfish and HELPS Gus in the graveyard. As the audience we know that Mattholomule, just like the Beast, still has a long way to go in regards to his selfishness, but we still see the growth and similarities between the two.

Not only that but in this case Gus takes on the role of Beauty,(I forgot her name) Gus shows Mattholomule that we doesn’t have to be so selfish and life can be better if he let people help and acted more generous. In the end Beauty and the Beast get together becuase they help each other. We can see that in Gus and Mattholomules new formed friendship at the end of TTLGR.

Furthermore the fly trap IS BLUE, And BLUE STANDS FOR ILLUSIONS ‼️‼️ and guess who is master illusionist ⁉️ GUS PORTER. Therefore the fly trap represents Gus and his love for Matt(cringe fail)Tholomule.

However you may ask, WHY didnt they give us a gus and matt interaction⁉️⁉️ and to that I say…

the writers wanted to canonize gustholomule however there simply wasn’t enough time in the finale.

Additionally the reason we didn’t see them together is becuase they writers wanted to show both Mattholomule and Gus in their respective jobs when they are older - Mattholomule working in construction and Gus being a professor at the university.

I’m so right

I started writing emails to myself in the beginning of quarantine as a way of kind of not going insane. And I realized the type of venting emails that you write out but never plan on sending are the most authentic, real part of your brain that you can capture in that moment, because you’re not worried about how people are going to hear it or how they’re going to perceive you after they hear it… So, basically, the songs that I’ve been writing for the last year have come from the starts of those emails.

emails i can’t send - sabrina carpenter (2022)

Ant-Man and the Wasp (2018) dir. Peyton Reed

he'll die if he cant be annoying

Chapter 8!!! A little date that is not an official date!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33380956/chapters/83245528

Bakugan fans, I delivered on my promise. I wrote the story where Alice and Masquerade are separate people after BBB and now they're living their lives as "adopted" siblings. This is just the first chapter of at least twenty.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33380956/chapters/82911868

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I solemnly swear i neither own beyblade nor ‘7 years’ by Lukas Graham. The song lyrics are just used for the sake of this story. I am not earning any profit from this.  Characters starring: Hiro Granger 7 years The boy lifted his ear from the swollen belly and pouted.“Mum he’s not kicking!” At this the woman laughed “Hiro-san, it might be sleeping” She told him gently. The woman and her son were sitting in a porch of dojo. The woman had long dark blue hair which was tied in a neat braid and her eyes were of brown color. She was wearing a long white loose gown that visibly outlined her pregnant belly.“Although I hope it doesn’t kick hard” She jokingly added. The boy name Hiro looked at her puzzled" But mama, isn’t kicking harder the better?“ The mother was tongue-tied. 'What would he know? He’s not carrying the baby!’ she thought, absentmindedly rubbing her stomach. "I can’t wait for him!” Hiro claimed cheerfully. “Hiro-san” The mother said quietly" We still don’t know whether it’s a boy or girl. Won’t you like a baby sister?“ The boy shook his head and said with confirmation” I know it’s a boy! “Once I was seven years old, my mama told me, "Go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely.” Once I was seven years old’ Who need friends, when you have a brother?’ Hiro thought, looking at his little brother with fondness. Tyson, that was the name of the addition to the family, was right now holding the beyblade between his small hands. He was trying to struck it in a launcher but he failed to do so. “No Tyson not like that…..here let me do it” Hiro firmly fixed the beyblade in the attachment part. “Here you go!"The boy’s eyes lit up and he beamed brightly” Thank you big brother!“ Then the boy asked” Big brother, where is papa?!“ "Papa is away. You know he goes to this big site” The elder explained, stretching his arms apart to indicate the sheer size. “Oh…..and Mama?” At this, Hiro’s face fell. He then muttered" Mama is sleeping" “But she has been sleeping for many hours, big brother!” True. Their mama has been sleeping a lot lately. She was slowly drifting away from all of them. It was a big big world, but we thought we were bigger Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker By eleven smoking herb and drinking burning liquor Never rich so we were out to make that steady figure Hiro was in awe. All around him he can hear beyblades clashing against each other. Everywhere he looked, he saw people engaged in battles and the little crowd gathered around each colorful bey-dish. The environment was really infectious. It made him giddy and excited as well.The eldest heir of Granger clenched his fist. He will introduce his brother to the sport of beyblade. Once I was eleven years old, my daddy told me, “Go get yourself a wife or you’ll be lonely.” Once I was eleven years old, I always had that dream, like my daddy before me So I started writing songs, I started writing stories Something about that glory just always seemed to bore me 'Cause only those I really love will ever really know me’ All around him boys and girls of his age were going out in parties, concerts and Karaoke. Most of the girls had started donning makeup while boys were getting shaggy hair-cuts. Not only that, but cigarette butts were found, littered in the back alley of school which meant that some people were certainly becoming daring. “Hiro?” Hiro looked up and saw a girl, who had short black hair, was leaning on his desk. Her name was Tomoyo and she was one of the popular people the crowd sought after.“You free this evening?” “Why?” “I got tickets to this amazing concert. So I thought why don’t we both go there?” The grey-haired individual contemplated. He should say yes! A sexy girl was asking him out! “Thanks but no….i can’t go” Hiro politely told her. “Oh” Tomoyo was surprised" Oh okay" Hiro went back to finishing his paper. He knows he will be lectured in break and in recess for this decision. “Have you gone nuts? Tomoyo Chan asked you out!” “He’s baka! I would have totally said yes to her. She’s like the hottest chick of this district!” Sure she was, the teenager agreed, but he hasn’t got time for such trivialities. He can’t afford to get distracted now. He needs to work hard in order to fulfill his goals. Once I was twenty years old, my story got told Before the morning sun, when life was lonely Once I was twenty years old Tyson came running to him, his eyes rimmed with tears. Automatically he opened his arms and in second he was engulfed by a smaller figure who was hugging the death of him. “This is the best surprise ever!” Tyson exclaimed" So am I strong enough?“ "Yeah, you are strong enough” Hiro replied" And I am just glad you remembered my advice on concentrating. I am proud of you. Really proud Tyson" He meant that. His little brother never ceases to amaze him.

I only see my goals, I don’t believe in failure 'Cause I know the smallest voices, they can make it major I got my boys with me, at least those in favor And if we don’t meet before I leave, I hope I’ll see you later

He inwardly flinched from the look Tyson was giving him but it didn’t deter him from saying this; “He walked away. And nothing you will say will bring him back!” He knew he was being harsh, but they needed to clear things out. It’s time Tyson stops joking around and gets serious. It was for his own good.And he watched his little brother depart with Daichi with certain satisfaction. Now we are talking. I’m still learning about life Most of my boys are with me Some are still out seeking glory And some I had to leave behind My brother, I’m still sorry Hiro watched Brooklyn pulled the rip-cord and with certain grace, the beyblade shot out like a javelin from the launcher. Boris wasn’t lying. This kid was special. Tyson better be beware of him. 'Tyson’ By now, he was sure short confirmed of this, that his little brother had him labeled as 'traitor’, 'hypocrite’ and 'two-faced moron’. He can’t blame him. Right when Tyson needed him most, he walked out of his life. What kind of person does that thing to his family?No one, but Hiro Granger.The metal tiger wielder sighed. Someday his brother will understand his reasons. Right now his vision is temporarily blinded from despair and hurt he inflicted on him. Soon I’ll be sixty years old, my daddy got sixty-one Remember life, and then your life becomes a better one I made a man so happy when I wrote a letter once I hope my children come and visit once or twice a month Soon I’ll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me? Soon I’ll be sixty years old Soon I’ll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me? Soon I’ll be sixty years old “So how’s life Grandpa?” Hiro asked, pressing his hand in the glass door of phone booth. It was raining rather heavily. He could hardly make out the pedestrians who were hurriedly succumbing for shelter. “All is good for old man here!” Grandpa Ryu answered in phone" Recently I was given the award for being the 'best kendo training instructor’. His voice carried a hint of pride. “That’s great grandpa! I am happy for you. Congratulations!” “Nah! Credit goes to young dawgs! They really out-smarted those judge dudes!” “I see…” A slight pause. It was inevitable. He had to ask.“And how’s Tyson?” On the other side, a somber expression adorns the old man face.“He’s okay. He visited last weekend. Was complaining about his uni hourlies and some woman trouble” “Oh"Hiro smiled. His brother was okay. All was good in his life. "Hiro” “Yes Grandpa?” “Come back” The ex-blader was silent for a while. He simply can’t.“You know I can’t Grandpa. Sorry” “Okay” The elder already knew the answer. But still, it doesn’t hurt to try.The wind continued hurling pellets of rain at the glass of red phone booth. Once I was seven years old, my mama told me, “Go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely.” Once I was seven years old Hiro stood outside of his dojo, feeling slightly nostalgic. This dojo had been his place, where he experienced both moments of sheer happiness and utter sadness. It was a place where he was born and raised. And when fate had it, he left it.  And now he was standing outside, overlooking the damp musky building.He took one step before hiding behind one of the columns of gates. How can he face him? It was true after all. If you want to punish someone, splash them with a can of guilt. For right now, it was sinking his insides. “You hiding after all this time?” A voice floated. Doused in shock, Hiro turned and saw the object of his fear standing a few feet away from him.Tyson was standing nonchalantly, hands dug deep in his jeans pockets. He changed a lot. For once, he was tall. Hiro could have sworn that if they stood side by side, there won’t be an inch difference in heights. His hair was still long, which was tied in a low ponytail. His jawline was prominent and a little of his facial hair was growing. He has finally become an adult. “No, I was just knuckling under” At this Tyson rolled his eyes. It was 'Jin of the gale’ all over again. None of them spoke, both taking in each other appearances. What was there to say? It seemed like everything perished the moment the third championships came to end. Tyson broke it first by sprouting a question.“I heard you are getting hitched…..Congratulations” he didn’t smile. “Thanks” Hiro replied, his tongue feeling like sand-paper. Grandpa must have told him. “Who’s the girl?” Hiro was surprised at this, but oddly pleased. His brother was slowly opening up to him. He took out his phone. “Kotomi Yagami. She’s a researcher and my work colleague” The grey-haired guy held his phone out. Tyson looked at the picture. A girl was smiling, her one hand resting on the balcony while other holding the glass of juice. She was wearing a sun-dress and her hair was red, styled in pixie-cut. “She’s cute” Tyson commented. “I know and a great person too” Hiro told fondly. “So…..” “Yes?” “When’s the wedding?” Hiro didn’t understand. “I need to know the date so I can get my tux. I have to be presentable as a best man” Hiro’s eyes widened. The corners of Tyson’s mouth was pulled up in a smile at the reaction of his big brother. His little brother never ceases to amaze him, Hiro concluded, his vision becoming blurry. Usually it was Tyson that cried in front of him, with him comforting. But now it was his turn, as he felt another set of arms wrapping around his torso. “Welcome back, big brother” Tyson softly said. Big brother…oh those words sounded like a melody to his ears. He waited for years just to hear him say it again and it was worth it!  Once I was seven years old

Yuki Mizusawa

Role/Age/Nicknames:

21 years old

WBBA Agent

Yukes/ NASA (by Masamune)

Stargazer (by Elliot)

Star Boy/ Astro Boy (by Ryuga)

Four-Eyes/ Twerp/ Dweeb (by Yuri and Hiroshi)

Papa (by Rosemary)

Personality:

Friendly, anxious, shy, and a literal genius

Built all of the WBBA equipment when he was 11 years old

Likes to read horoscopes and make birth charts

Has a fear of snakes

Relationships:

Hiromi: mom

Hiroshi: older brother

Yuri: older twin sister/ bully

King: boyfriend/ husband

Rosemary: baby daughter

Constantine: surrogate father

Gingka: weirdo/ close friends

Ryuga, Wales, Tsubasa, Sophie, & Hikaru: childhood friends

Other WBBA Agents: friends

Beylin Temple: enemies

Abilities:

Advanced intelligence

Ability to see and talk to ghosts

Teleportation, wings, strength, self-healing, power of conjuration & morphing

Fluent in Japanese, English, Greek, and Russian

Miscellaneous:

Went to a boarding school with Masamune and Ryuga in Nevada

Allergic to anchovies

Doesn’t remember getting bullied by his sister because Dashan brain washed him

Lived with King for a year before they moved to Japan for training

Pansexual

sometimes a bitch jus want a love letter u know

you could curse a police officer out, kick their car, throw a temper tantrum and throw trash. and that still doesnt mean they get to kill you. what the fuck is wrong with yall? why do you think police get some special license to kill when they get disrespected?

if they cant do their job without murdering unarmed people, they dont deserve their badge, or anyones respect.