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[leftythehelpingtankengine]

Beauty, the Pea, and the Beast

Chapter 2: Oh Balls.

Word Count - 2k

Also available on AO3 & WattPad

Summary: In an attempt to provide aid to a runaway princess, Luigi gets himself mixed up in an arranged marriage to a prince of a neighboring kingdom, what he doesn’t know is that a certain evil king also plans on having the princess’ hand in marriage regardless of whether or not (s)he’s partial to it. Will he find a way out of this, or will he end up falling for one of them? (or both >;))

Content Warnings: none yet

It had been about two months since Luigi had begun his stay at the princess’—well, his— castle until she returned. He and Toadette still weren’t on the best terms but she seemed genuine with her apologies and remorse. He would be able to forgive her in time, since then she’s been his rock and confidant. He adjusted well to the life of the princess of the Mushroom Kingdom, maybe even liked it. However, the most difficult part for him was shaking off his chronic nervousness about everything around him. 

Luigi was sitting in front of a grand mirror with Toadette showing Luigi different dresses for him to pick from for the Winter Solstice ball that was to be held after sundown. He was barely paying her any mind until Toadette spoke loudly, “Don’t fret Your Highness, you’ll do fine, you only need to look the part and occasionally converse with your guests. Why don’t you pick out which gown you’d like to wear for this evening?”

Luigi nodded, his nerves slightly eased, “You’re right, I would like to wear the blue and pink dress with long gloves and a shawl.” Luigi sighed, standing up and beginning the elaborate process of getting dressed.

Toadette was making the final adjustments to Luigi’s outfit when they heard a knock at the door, informing them it was nearly time for the guests to arrive. Toadette accompanied Luigi to the vast soon-to-be-filled room to sit on his throne until the first guests arrived. Not long after The doors opposite from him began to open and the guests came flooding in. He stood up as the first guests approached; lords and ladies from the Mushroom Kingdom. He stopped paying attention after the Royal family from the BeanBean Kingdom made their entrance. He finally understood why the Princess didn’t want to be here for this, it was terribly boring so far. 

He saw the room slowly fill up with people dancing and chatting around the edges, a gentle melody echoing and silencing their chatter. He envied them. He was taken out of his thoughts when all of the guests had been introduced, allowing him to sit down once more to eat and enjoy the party as much as he could.

Another hour had passed before the music was stopped and the announcer gained the attention of everyone once again.

“Thank you all for being here tonight for our Winter Solstice ball. In addition to the Solstice, we’re holding the ball in honor of the new happy couple! We’re thrilled to announce the marriage between our very own Princess Peach of the Mushroom Kingdom and-”

“The King of Koopas, King Bowser.” A large reptilian beast guffawed behind Luigi. 

Luigi stiffened, too frightened to react or even look back at him. Bowser took that as an opportunity to grab Luigi, toss him over his shoulder, and make a mad dash toward the nearest exit with minimal resistance, allowing him to disappear into the night.

Luigi snapped out of the shock and began yelling and fighting him to no avail. He continued for about ten minutes before giving up and letting out an irritated huff.

“Where are we going?” Luigi asked, his voice hoarse from screaming. He was doing the best he could to prop himself up, but settled for resting his head on his arm that’s now propped against Bowser’s back.

“Home, of course. We’re going to the docks first. I have a ship waiting for us.” Bowser explained, clearly pleased with himself.

Luigi sighed in defeat, there wasn’t much he could do at the moment. There was no way he could get away from him between blowing his cover and his current attire. Between the heels and puffy fabric he wouldn’t be able to get far. Oh, and Toadette would kill him if something were to happen to the dress.

Bowser noticed Luigi’s change in demeanor. “Don’t act so disappointed Peaches, I told you that I would come back for you. Don’t worry it won’t be much longer until we reach the boat,” he said, failing to lighten the mood.

Luigi remained silent, ignoring his kidnapper, his head swirling with many thoughts and feelings— fear, contempt, exhaustion. The king was blissfully unaware of Luigi’s mental gymnastics and decided to continue, “I made sure to have someone get your little handmaiden— I know you’re very fond of her after all. I have also arranged for us to be housed in close quarters with one another-” 

At this point Luigi stopped listening, Toadette was in this with him now? He felt a little better knowing that he was not alone and would still have help maintaining the facade. He couldn’t get caught, especially not by King Boswer. Luigi shuddered, he didn’t want to think about what might happen if the Koopa King were to find out.

“Are you cold Princess?” Bowser paused, placing Luigi down, and taking off his coat to give to him, then offering his hand. Luigi put the coat around him and hesitated before taking his hand. He decided it would be better to try to stay on Bowser’s good side for the time being. 

For the first time Bowser and Luigi got a better look at one another and time seemed to stop for just a moment. This was the only time Luigi had seen Bowser outside of aiding his brother in keeping the peace between kingdoms. He was….handsome? Luigi could not tear his eyes away, what about him is so alluring? He was tall, strong, his hair the shade of the most passionate of fires, hands so large to-

“You look more radiant than normal Princess…” Bowser begins. “Even with your swollen nose, you look like a goddess on earth glowing in the light of the new winter moon.”

He was sincere, his eyes were wide and full of an emotion Luigi couldn’t seem to comprehend, as he was still staring helplessly, now flushed. He opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by rustling behind them. They both turn their heads towards the sound, releasing them from their shared enrapturement.

A bit more rustling occurred before a small figure emerged from the flora; a koopa blissfully unaware at the verbal assault awaiting him.

Bowser’s face contorts to unbridled rage. You could nearly see smoke as he exhaled before going absolutely ballistic, screaming at the koopa for interrupting, paying no mind to Luigi anymore.

Luigi recoiled, disgusted with Bowser now. Concluding that his moment of weakness was nothing more than the winter moonlight. Now fully in control of his thoughts and actions, he decided that now would be a good time to try to escape.

Luigi wasn’t sure which direction to run in but ultimately decided any direction away from the scene unfolding would be best.

Bowser had soon finished his verbal onslaught and took a deep breath to regain his composure. With a calm smile on his face, he turned back towards the Princess but quickly realized she was gone. Panic. Sheer panic flooded his senses.

Luigi had only been running for a few minutes at most however it felt like it had been hours. He would have kept running if he hadn’t tripped over his own foot and twisted his ankle. Luigi cried out and laid there for a second before looking around. His blood ran cold. In an unfortunate turn of events, the direction he chose led him to the very docks he was desperately trying to get away from.

He was quickly surrounded by members of Bowser’s court bombarding him with questions, making his head spin, until a voice roared above theirs, “WHERE IS SHE??”

Silence followed as the crowd backed away from Luigi who was sobbing at this point. Bowser’s face dropped and rushed over to Luigi. 

“Peaches?!? Are you okay? What happened?” Bowser’s face was painted with worry and concern.

In between sobs and sniffles Luigi cried, “You were yelling at that poor koopa, my dress is ruined, and I twisted my ankle in these ACCURSED HEELS-” More sobs wracked his form.

Bowser was completely taken aback, “I sincerely apologize Peaches, you’re never emotional so this must be important to you. I’ll have someone fix your dress and-”

Luigi was seeing red. Him? Emotional? He gritted his teeth together, “You listen here, Your Majesty-” Luigi tried to stand up. “I would love to see you go through a day as me without losing your temper at the slightest of inconveniences. You have no right to call ME emotional when you act like a spoiled toddler if something doesn’t go exactly as you had envisioned it.” He was truly riled up at this point, beyond thinking of the where consequences his current actions would lead him.  

“Now if you’ll excuse me, I would like to get something to eat and then return to my chambers for the night without you, since you so rudely took me before I could even taste the hors d'oeuvres at the ball.”

Bowser was completely shocked, but quickly smiled, “There's the Peach I know and adore. I’ll have everything arranged for you.”

Luigi scoffed as Bowser picked him up and carried him onto the ship. He took Luigi to his quarters where there was a physician and an attendant waiting for him.

“Your Majesties.” The physician bowed down to Luigi and Bowser. He then waved him off and set Luigi down on the settee against the wall.

“I need you two to check and tend to her ankle and bring her favorite dishes. Once that’s been done leave her be.” Bowser sternly instructed, standing tall.

They bowed to Bowser once more, causing him to turn around and leave, the attendant following not long after.

The physician brought a small table over towards Luigi so he could prop his leg up and allow them to examine his ankle.

It didn’t take the physician long to examine Luigi's now swollen ankle. Telling him that it was sprained and that he needed to stay off his feet for the next couple of weeks. They wrapped Luigi’s foot in a splint, then bid him a farewell, closing the door behind them.

Luigi looked at his foot, frustrated that he ruined any chance of escaping on his own. He couldn’t believe how badly he had messed up in such quick successions. Not fighting or running at the ball, finding a chance to escape and running in the wrong direction, which had caused him to be immobile for a few weeks minimum. He really had hit rock bottom at this point.

Luigi heard a knock at the door and the attendant from before came in with a large tray of food. He pulled a small table over to where Luigi was sitting and set the tray down. He bowed to him then left without a word.

As soon as the door clicked shut Luigi moved the entire table closer and noticed that Bowser had his cooks prepare a several course meal, which he wasted no time eating. Then he moved to the large bed with great care as to not injure himself further. 

Luigi was exhausted. His mind replayed the instances of the past evening as he laid down. Neither Princess Peach or Toadette had mentioned an arranged marriage to him, or even hinted at it. Could this be the reason why she had Luigi take her place? Had she found someone, or was this the final straw? Luigi couldn’t say, after all, he didn’t know who he was allegedly marrying. Obviously it wasn’t Bowser considering their past and the fact he literally made an event of him kidnapping the ‘princess’. 

Luigi put his hands over his face when his mind shifted to King Bowser. He was so embarrassed with his thoughts and shift in character. How could he have let himself feel that way about an ill-tempered tyrant, even if only for a moment. He couldn’t deny that Bowser was attractive, determined, and confident—all qualities Luigi admired on their own— but his treatment towards others was repulsive at best.  Luigi yawned, maybe he could change that… and with that final incoherent thought he drifted into a dreamless sleep.

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AN: hey yall there were some edits that were done after I had posted this initially, so i finally got around to adding them 10/30/24

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Hi and welcome to the Wesker side of tumblr! Happy to have you here <3 I've got a req, either for headcanons or one-shot (preferably the first ^^), a bit unusual but I believe this side of the character is rather unexplored hehe. Which is: sickfic stuff, not for the reader but for the one and only himself. (Would probably be for his captain era, since I don't think the tyrant self can get under the weather but ofc that's up to you here!) Ty for your attention and have a good day/night! - signing,🐍

THANK YOU SO MUCHH!!! You too :) I’ve been a long-time lurker and finally got brave enough to start posting about it LMAO. I like how you think- here’s what I got (I'm so sorry this took so long and I apologize if this wasn’t exactly what you wanted since this is my first time writing a sickfic)

The kind of sickness i see him getting at any point is migraines or a sickness from a weakened immune system due to lack of sleep

Like all of the sleepless or late nights at work came back to bite him in the ass

It would hit him as soon as he woke up the morning after a particularly rough/late-night

His partner would be able to tell something was off as soon as they saw him since he’d look extra tired and worn out

He wouldn’t be used to someone Actually Caring about him so he’d definitely be resistant at first if not through the entire duration of him being sick

His partner is putting their foot down and practically forced him to take a day off and let them take care of him despite him thinking that it’s entirely unnecessary (he’s lying to himself the man can barely keep his eyes open)

They would go the whole nine yards, soup, meds, cold washcloth for his head, etc.

They wouldn’t let him lift a finger and would give a little lecture about his late night work negatively impacting his health over a long period of time

They would do their best to relieve Wesker of whatever he had to so he would have no excuse to do anything but rest

After a while though he'd try to drag the reader back in bed to rest with him, he's incredibly thankful for what they're doing for him and having them close to him always makes him feel at least a little better

[leftythehelpingtankengine]

The Princess, the Pea, and the Beast

Chapter 1: Grief

Word Count - 1.1k

Also available on AO3 & WattPad

Summary: In an attempt to provide aid to a runaway princess, Luigi gets himself mixed up in an arranged marriage to a prince of a neighboring kingdom, what he doesn’t know is that a certain evil king also plans on having the princess’ hand in marriage regardless of whether or not (s)he’s partial to it. Will he find a way out of this, or will he end up falling for one of them? (or both >;))

Content Warnings: none yet

It took Luigi about half a day to reach the castle, the sun could be seen along the horizon peaking over soft, lush green hills that seemed to stretch on forever. His attention was on the castle ahead of him. Princess Peach and her handmaiden, Toadette, were already at the gate waiting for him. They wasted no time ushering him inside, leading him to an empty room. Peach walked to the center of the room while Toadette closed and locked the door behind them. 

“Alright Princess, I’m here, can you please, tell me what’s going on now?” Luigi said following the princess to the center of the room. 

“I need you to attend an upcoming ball for me, I must leave the kingdom posthaste. I’m needed elsewhere, some personal issues have arisen and can no longer be delayed. Toadette will help you make sure you’re well-prepared for the ball and any other situations that may occur in my absence. I will be writing you as soon as I arrive at my first stop, the Flower Kingdom, in Sarasa Land, as I promised to keep you and Toadette updated.”

“Princess, you’re still keeping us in the dark, why can nobody know about what we’re doing?”

She was nervous, so she took a second to think before responding, “Mario would try to stop me, he wouldn’t approve of it. I cannot risk anyone preventing me from doing what must be done. I apologize to both you and Toadette for being so vague, but please, trust me.”

Luigi sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Going against his better judgment, he decided to trust her. He dropped his stuff onto the ground and turned towards Toadette who was now approaching him.

“Alright, what first?”

Toadette spoke up, “We need to get you fitted to Her Highness’ garments, we have also prepared a wig and a cover for the lower half of your face. Follow me, Sir Luigi, the Princess will wait here for when we’re finished.”

Toadette took him by the hand and hurriedly led Luigi to the Princess' chambers. The garments Luigi needed to try on were lying on the bed, seemingly prepared before Luigi’s arrival. Toadette instructs him to change into the chemise and she’ll take his old clothes to his other belongings and then lace his corset. Luigi went behind a dressing screen in the room and handed Toadette his clothes. 

He was left alone to think about what he’d gotten himself into, getting himself in the chemise and stockings. He was beyond embarrassed, he couldn’t bear looking at himself in the mirror on the opposite side of the dressing screen. He knew he would have to at some point but chose to wait until he was in the full disguise. Unfortunately for Luigi, Toadette returned motioning for him to sit and lift his arms. She made quick work getting the corset on him and then promptly lacing it. 

“So, what do you know about the ball, Toadette?” Luigi asked, breaking the silence.

“I know that it takes place on the Winter Solstice and it’s held in Her Highness’ honor. And… that we’re going to need to do something about that mustache…”

“Absolutely not, this is where I draw the line-”

“Sir Luigi we don’t have a choice, you can’t use a fan all the time to conceal the lower half of your face.” Toadette was stern.

“I want answers from the princess before we discuss this any further.” Luigi stood up and marched to the door, irritation and fear plastered to his face. 

Toadette chased after him, calling out in a vain attempt to get him to slow down or stop. Luigi threw open the doors to the Princess’ bedroom and found she was nowhere to be seen. His face paled and Toadette, panting behind him, was confused until she caught up to him.

“Oh… oh no.” Toadette gasped, her hands covering her mouth.

Luigi turned towards Toadette fighting tears, “Toadette. I’m done playing mind games with you tell me EVERYTHING.” Luigi’s voice cracked.

Toadette shrunk, “All I know is that since she was pulled aside and notified of the ball, she hasn’t been the same. I don’t know what about it has got her so worked up, she said the ball was celebrating the Winter Solstice, however, I doubt it now. I swear I know nothing more, she’s been unusually distant as of late. She was just here! She was here when I dropped off your clothes.” she sounded like she was one second away from crying.

Luigi frantically began looking for the belongings he had brought with him. Gone. All of it was gone.

Luigi is overcome with panic, “She deserted us… She-”

“Sir Luigi, we must get back to the fitting now that the princess is no longer here.” Toadette regained her composure, the gravity of the new situation donning on her.

Luigi did not attempt to resist and followed her to put on the rest of his new clothes. 

He looked at himself in the mirror while Toadette laced the back of the bodice and adjusted his wig. It was uncanny how much he resembled the princess.

“Sir Luigi, we must remove your mustache now. Do you know what they���ll do to us if they find out we let the real princess disappear?” Toadette’s tone is stern and serious.

“How are you going to explain the nose?” Luigi scoffed, folding his arms.

“We can say you were stung or bitten by something if anyone asks, now hold still, I don’t wish to nic your face.” She responded quickly.

It seems she had thought everything through, she turned him to face her and began to prep his face for shaving. Luigi was still fighting against it until she brought out a blade. He froze and she took the opportunity to shave his mustache off in two flicks of the wrist.

Luigi whipped around and began mourning once he saw a clean-shaven face staring back at him. He crumpled to the ground clutching his face, silent sobs racking his body.

“I do apologize, Sir Luigi, it had to be done. I’m hoping you will not have to do this for too long. The princess ordered me to make you look the most like her, including mustache removal.” Toadette apologized, her voice was sincere and remorseful. 

She took this as her cue to leave as Luigi didn’t respond. After hearing the door click shut, he couldn’t silence his sobs any longer. He moved to the bed, his crying filled the now empty room.

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AN: hey sorry its been so long I'm working on the requests and the next chap, ive been super sick and busy ;( I hope you all are having a great day/night <3

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Requesting rules:

No nsfw please (i just don’t feel great about writing it)

Keep things polite, please!!

Try not to be too weird, as if it makes me uncomfortable I prob won’t do it and may respond to it being like ‘Hey, that’s too much for me’ or delete the ask entirely

I would prefer SOME level of detail for the requests if possible since it helps inspire and create better works imo

I’m okay writing fluff, angst, cannon-level violence for RE

I write EXCLUSIVELY gender-neutral readers for those types of requests

As of right now, I’m only doing Wesker x Reader but I’ll update the pinned post when that changes

ABSOLUTELY NO PROMOTING BIGOTRY ON ANY OF MY WORKS OR BLOG

It may take me a minute to get to requests sometimes due to outside obligations and my health so please be patient!!!

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Specific rules when requesting pls

Thank you for telling me!! I'm working on that rn, I'll have a pinned post with that info in just a second!!

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My requests are open for Wesker as I am just a tad bit obsessed with him. No nsfw yet since I don’t think I can do a great job writing it, maybe soon though!!! I can do one-shots or headcannons to start off with as I iron out a fic!!!

[leftythehelpingtankengine]

Beauty, the Pea, and the Beast

Prologue

Word Count - 1k

Also available on AO3 & WattPad

Summary: In an attempt to provide aid to a runaway princess, Luigi gets himself mixed up in an arranged marriage to a prince of a neighboring kingdom, what he doesn’t know is that a certain evil king also plans on having the princess’ hand in marriage regardless of whether or not (s)he’s partial to it. Will he find a way out of this, or will he end up falling for one of them? (or both >;))

Content Warnings: none yet

It was a windy autumn morning, not enough to be chilly yet. Luigi was still snug in his bed sleeping with his brother in the other room. He was rudely awakened by a loud banging on the door, he did his best to ignore it and hoped his brother would get it. He was sorely mistaken. He sighed dramatically and dragged himself off his bed, through the house then whipped the door open. His irritation was wiped clean off his face when he saw the Princess of the Mushroom Kingdom. 

“Oh! Your grace, to what do we owe the honor of your presence?” He stepped aside to let her in and threw a shoe at his brother’s door while she wasn’t looking. 

“I’ve come here to ask for your aid Luigi.” she smiled nervously. Luigi noticed that she came unaccompanied by guards or chaperones. 

“Of course Princess, what can I do for you?” He was beginning to become concerned.

“I need you to take my place as ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom. I understand that this is a huge favor to ask of you-” she pleaded, “I beg of you Luigi, I shall explain soon. Please, won’t you do it?” She finished, clasping her hands together. 

“Why me? Why not Mario or anyone else?” Luigi was absolutely baffled. 

“You’re the only one who could easily pass off as me if you wore my clothes and a wig, you’re around my height and body shape after all-” 

Luigi held his hand out and winced, “Alright, I get it, your highness. I’ll do it, I expect to be updated consistently.” 

The princess relaxed significantly, “Oh thank you Luigi! I also trust you to run the kingdom as I would more than anyone else. Meet me at my castle in two days, under no circumstance do you tell your brother, he mustn’t know yet.” 

“What do you expect me to tell him, your highness? I can’t up and leave without a word.” 

The princess stood for a moment, her brow furrowed, it was evident she was trying to make up an excuse. She snapped her fingers and looked back to Luigi, “I’ll send a letter calling you away on important business, perhaps an embassy or something similar. I’ll flesh out the details once I get back to my castle. It will arrive tomorrow to give you enough time to tell your brother and be on your way.” Luigi nodded in both acknowledgment and agreement. “I’ll be going now, Luigi. I shall see you in two days' time.” The princess gave Luigi a half-curtsy before walking out the door.

Luigi shut the door behind her and went to check on Mario. He slowly crept towards the door and opened it to be ajar before peeking inside. Mario was still asleep, seemingly unfazed by the events that had transpired. Luigi couldn’t help but smile and suppress a laugh, Mario truly could sleep through a crusade, or any massive-scale disaster. 

Luigi quietly shut the door and made his way to the kitchen to get something to eat while he pretended everything was fine. He had never been more confused and stressed than he is now. He had to do his best not to show it lest his brother suspect.

He nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard Mario behind him, “What are you making?” 

Luigi clutched his chest for a moment before wordlessly handing Mario a plate already prepared for him. “What’s got you so worked up today Luigi?” 

Luigi froze before replying, “You just scared me, I wasn’t paying attention, that’s all.” 

Luigi turned towards him, went around him to go sit down, and eat by himself. Mario looked like he wanted to say something but ultimately decided to take the plate and sit down with him.

The rest of the day was quieter than usual, neither brother having much to say until they had decided to pack it in for the night. They offered one another a ‘goodnight’ and parted ways to their rooms, for Luigi sleep did not come easily. His mind was filled with thoughts of the unknown, he was tossing and turning in vain hopes of silencing his anxiety. Eventually, he managed to sleep but it felt as though he didn’t sleep a wink. His eyes snapped open when he heard some loud knocking on his door.

“Luigi, wake up! There’s a letter here for you. It’s from the Princess!” Mario shouted from behind the door. Luigi felt his stomach drop as he got out of bed and slowly approached the door. He swung the door open and took the letter out of Mario’s hand, pushing past him into the kitchen to read it. 

It read: 

Luigi’s presence is required in the neighboring Flower Kingdom on my behalf. Further information will be provided upon arrival. Please begin the journey as soon as you receive this. This matter is of the utmost importance and urgency. 

Warm regards, 

Princess Peach

“What’s it say, Luigi?” Mario asked, now sitting at the table with his brother. 

“The princess wants me to go to the Flower Kingdom immediately. She said I would be told why when I get there.” 

He stood up and made his way back to his room to begin packing. Mario went to the kitchen to start preparing food for Luigi to take with him on his journey to help Luigi take less time to get everything together for his several-day-long trek. Luigi decided to take a few days worth of clothes to make it seem like he was going on a longer journey than he was going on while also not having too much weight slowing him down. He grabbed his bag and went into his and his brother’s shared living space. 

“Hey Luigi, did she say how long you would be gone for?” 

Luigi snapped towards his direction not realizing he was there, “Nope, I’m assuming she’ll tell me once I get there. I wonder why she wants me to go.” 

Mario nodded in agreement, his brow ever-so-slightly furrowed. “Sit down, I’m getting food ready for you to bring with you and a hot meal before you go.” 

Luigi smiled, his tiredness evident, “Thanks, Mario.”

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