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i finally drew these two... steward & forebear enjoying the after party of sticker fest 💕

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unfinished sketches (and also old because I thought I was gonna finish them... ) of blizzaurus from the hit 2005 game, super princess peach is you even care...

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If forebear x steward has million number of fans i am one of them. if forebear x steward has ten fans i am one of them. if forebear x steward have only ONE fan and that is me! if forebear x steward has no fans, that means i am DEAD!

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doodles of tumble!!!

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toad outfits sketch

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[ Luigi + Lucien, Luicigi! ] [ Luigi Fusion Repost + Cleanup]

A force fusion between Luigi and Villainous Tennis Tacket, Lucien after the events of Mario Tennis Aces in a what if case.

Backstory Info: After Mario Tennis Aces, Lucien latches on to Luigi's arm with his racket tape after the gang of Mario, Peach, and Daisy wins the Lucien Cup. He pretty much ends up not keeping to his word, as he ends up taking two of Mario's power stones with him, giving him even more power to do so.

The gang pretty much needs to find a way to dispose of the last Power Stone before Luigi becomes Lucien's complete vessel for world domination.

A guidance of Mario and the crew named Aster gives helps Mario to prevent Lucien from going any farther with his plans by painfully removing the tape that's already on him to get the tennis racket away from him, which they do somewhat.

The issue is that the racket and the Power Stones won't move but the tape can. But even if Lucien's tennis tape is removed fully, it could most likely harm Luigi by taking him down with Lucien as well. Aster comes up with an idea to break the tennis racket down to the stone holder part, leading Luigi where he is now, with only a knuckle ring of Lucian's power stones acting as the host of this parasite. -

Abilities - Pros and Cons: With Luigi fused with Lucien, his power input has to increase dramatically due to the Power Stones that Lucien holds. It's pretty much just a god mode for Luigi but the downfall is that if he gets to lose in newfound his pride along with Lucien, it will make using Luigi as a vessel way easier for Lucian to take over again.

(Pro) Luigi carries the power that Lucien holds, as it shows from his raw punch power to his boosted speed, pretty much overpowering him at times.

(Pro/Con) His left eye is almost a chunk of Lucien's raw form, as Aster guessed, he might see farther than he normally would in some cases. (Pro/Con) Luigi can mentally communicate with Lucien at any given time, even during slumber.

(Con) If Luigi uses his arm too much that wrapped, he will damage his arm muscles and bones harshly due to the output of power. (Con) Luigi will become more tired than he usually is due to Lucien sucking his energy to use for his own. (Con) Luigi really doesn't know how to control Lucien's power and doubts that he ever can. (Con) Lucien's tape wrap-around is always growing, meaning that Luigi must cut the tape off to prevent Lucien from having possession. (Con) Lucien feeds off of envy, anger, jealousy, and pride, meaning if Luigi feels those said emotions, the control of the tape will grow worse. --- Tape Care: To prevent possible world domination, Aster left Mario and Luigi with a guide to follow by - To the left is an example of Lucien taking energy off of Luigi's emotions, to the right is a calm state.

Of course, if that emotional state to the right grows without treatment onto his torso, that could most likely cause Luigi to enter a limp shock before eventually being taken over by Lucien. If the tape ever does grow across its limit point, it would need to be cut pronto. - But if the tape is cut below the forearm, that will cause Luigi great pain, due to the fact that Lucien fuels the absent muscle in the said arm. - But on the flipside, If the tape reaches above the shoulder, it will be harder to maintain - even becoming thicker. But by cutting off the tape to a level where Luigi is safe and where Lucien is controlled, no problems should arise.

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ship headcannons! (p x d)

Well to start off, I mainly feel like Dimentio wouldn't with having a complete romantic relationship, I feel like he would mostly have a Queerplatonic Relationship with Pealsey, while Peasley feels the same way since he's still interested in Luigi.

They both start out disliking each other, but when spending time together, their bond grows to like each other more than they expected.

Peasley would often try to outsmart Dimentio, while Dimentio does the same - almost like a battle to see who the dominant force in the relationship can be.

Dimentio often gains instance karma around Pealsey, leading to him getting into issues when he tries to do wrong.

Peasley loves showing off Dimentio when the time is right, while Dimentio loves to show off Peasley when even he can.

Peasley tends to have Dimentio on his side at parties or events, no matter what.

Dimentio would often tease and banter with Peasley, just to see if can get on his nerves.

Peasley often takes Dimentio out on midnight strolls, as if he wants him for protection, even though he really doesn't need him.

Dimentio and Peasley address each other as Jester and Prince as pet names in a sense

In the case of fighting, Dimentio would only fight beside Peasley if it benefited him.

When traveling, depending on Dimentio's mood, he would either - constantly float some inch above Peasley, no matter if he's in the air or walking - take a ride with Pealsey on his bean board - walk with Peasley - On rare occasions, Pealsey picked him up and hauled him.

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man, happy 15th anniversary Super Paper Mario! I forgot that its anniversary was on the 9th + I sleep all day yesterday... but idc what anyone else says but SPM was truly the most unique entry of the Paper Mario lineup, and I honestly don't think there's gonna be anything else like it. The story, the characters, the locations and Luigi's general first time having a spotlight role in the Paper Mario is just a chef's kiss

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hey,, would you guys ever hear my takes for the peamentio ship?,, feel free to let me know!

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@shootysturs this one this for you,, i hope u enjoy! Peasley held his candle holder, lighting his path as he trod the dark halls of his castle in confusion. This wasn't out of the ordinary, since he would take a walk around the kingdom every night, mostly staying in the confines of his rather large castle while wearing his white silk nightgown. Restless and with no duties left to fulfill, he couldn't help but not sleep. But over these past weeks, he's been feeling even more restless and even more ridiculous thinking about it.

He didn't think it was possible, but he felt like someone was stealing his possessions. He'd been losing more of his personal belongings, like his metal hair clips, personally gifted rings, or even his own gloves were missing. He felt like he was losing his mind. Even the simplest things were being stolen from him.

It almost felt like someone was playing a game with his mental state, as anyone would guess that a robber would take his most valuable of items, instead of coming back nearly every day to take a few.

Was this someone's way of getting back to him? If so, they were playing it rather well. Peasley sighed. He wished he could report this to his mother, but he didn't know-how. He didn't want to come off as a liar, as he knew he had no physical proof of someone taking his stuff.

The only proof that he had was his own mind, as the certain someone always left his drawer was rearranged from the last time he saw it as if someone was messed with it, or just left his closet doors cracked open when he closed them.

Plus, it didn't seem like his mother paid that much attention to him anyway, and he certainly hadn't mentioned his problems to her. It wasn't because she didn't love him or anything, just that he knew they were both always busy. They both had far more important duties than worrying about a few hair products. And besides, he was more dependent on solving their own issues, rather counting on someone else to fix them.

But over this past week, he realized that this wasn't truly just his issue, as he slowly began to see that a possible intruder could be coming into his castle without anyone noticing. At this point, his belongings going missing wasn't the issue, but the fact that he knew someone could as gained easy access to the castle.

Nonetheless, if he couldn't find a trustworthy way to tell his mother, he'd have to find an even better way to protect what he could. But for tonight, he had to take his mind off of it, for now.

He might be restless but he knew he need all the energy he could get for tomorrow, as no sleep didn't help his beauty or his mood. With a turn around of his whole body and his feet dragging behind him, he made his way to his bedroom.

But every time he tried to stop thinking about it, the persistent tugging on his mind made it impossible for him to stop wondering just what was going on.

He started to wonder if this was all in his head. Maybe he let paranoia get the best of him, as there is a possibility that he just misplace a lot of items that he owned. Or, was there a real possibility that an actual thief was breaking into his castle, right in front of him in the dark, and he just didn't notice? Peasley shook his head.

"Stop it, Peas," he whispers to himself, but he couldn't help it. The tugging made his heart start to race. He could've sworn that he even saw a shadow out of the corner of his eyes, moving from the room he was in. But when he turned to look, there was no one there.

His knees were starting to ache and his stomach started to growl. He wasn't used to being hungry at this time of night. Through all the worrying though, he concluded that food was his comfort when facts and reasons couldn't. A nice bowl of berries would definitely calm him down, and possibly even put him to sleep if he ate enough.

He made his way to the kitchen; with the candle, he was carrying trailing behind him. Suddenly, He found himself to be in a large room with a long and decorated table, lit only by the lights of the castle. It was the dining hall and generally the easiest way to reach the kitchen. He wondered why the lights weren't snuffed at this time of night, as many candles were - but he began to lose his train of thought as noticed a figure all the way on the other side of the room.

Instead of him freaking out, he experienced a reaction that he couldn't explain. A mix of curiosity, calmness, and worry came over him. Rather than running away, he wanted to see the figure for himself up close, at it seemed like it wasn't anything close to a beanish or a human.

The figure was sitting at the very end of the long table while wearing something black and purple, as it seemed like it was eating something. It was only when he saw the figure that he realized that perhaps the figure was the certain someone that he was looking for.

"Pardon me?" Peasley cautiously greeted, as he slowly walked towards the figure. "Can you hear me?" The figure turned to him and gave him a cold and vacant stare.

Peasley continued, "I was wondering if you were the person who was taking my possessions." The figure just continued to stare at him.

The closer he got to the figure, the more he could make out of its appearance. They're wearing a long, black cloak with a hood over their head with a purple scarf around their neck. It was personally too dark for his taste, but he had to admit it looked to be a rather good-looking cloak. The figure looked rather pale, with black, messy, tangled-looking hair.

But on closer look, he could tell that he was wearing a mask, that hid everything about his face, besides the fact of yellow that came from their right eye socket. He also noticed that he had a plate of cheese chunks, as he ate the few left that he had on his plate. It seemed like the mask could display facial movements, as he watched him shove the last piece of cheese into his mouth.

"Hello? I don't suppose you can hear me, can you?" Peasley said, trying a little louder. But the figure still didn't seem to respond. Peasley sighed. Finally reaching the figure. He could tell that they were avoiding eye contact with him purposely, as Peasley became rather offended. "Are you ignoring me?" He asked. "I'm trying to hold a conversation with you."

The figure didn't reply for a moment. Peasley was starting to get a little annoyed by this silence, but he tried to curb it. "It's rather childish to ignore someone like that. You know, for someone that isn't even a guest here."

"No need to lecture me, your highness." The figure snicked. "I'm quite aware of what I'm doing. Now, if you'll excuse me, like a mother with a surplus of ten children, I've got things to do."

They said while standing up from the table, plate in hand as well. Peasley was rather taken aback by this response, as he couldn't understand this person's confident behavior.

"Wait!" Peasley said as he grabbed the figure's wrist. "You aren't going anywhere." The figure looked at him with a rather blank expression. "Do you have any idea who I am?" Peasley asked, somewhat annoyed by the figure's lack of respect. The figure didn't respond but continued to twist his wrist from Peasley's grasp.

"Listen! I don't know what you are, who you are, or anything about you. I only know what you've done to my belongings. I demand that you stay here and explain yourself!" Peasley said, becoming rather cranky.

"Well, pardon me for causing you an inconvenience, so I promise I'll return them once I'm finished with them." The figure said as he placed his hand under the prince's jawline to hold. His cold, yet surprisingly strong firm, somewhat surprised Peasley. Any budge he attempted didn't work, as the figure drew Peasley's face close to their own.

"Understood?" The figure asked, but before Peasley could respond - they answered for him. "Great! I suppose your head back to your bedroom, as you truly don't wear tiredness well."

Peasley was rather shocked by the figure's attitude, as he had never before met such a strong and self-confident person. He was stunned and speechless over such a petty action, as he only nodded in response. The figure continued to stare intently at him before showing a rather cocky smirk with a wink of an eye.

For the first time in a while, he felt flustered and embarrassed. He could even feel a hint of blush across his face, as that didn't make the situation any better.

"Farwell for now, Prince Charming!-" He said as he giggled, as they freed their grasp and seemed to float backward with the plate still in his hand, as he held his unoccupied hand and snapped his fingers. Right in front of Peasley's, he watched the figure disappear in a rather flashy manner, leaving him, even more, stunned than before.

Standing in the dining hall, he couldn't process anything that just happened to him tonight. He couldn't wrap his mind around a person being so unbothered about him standing his ground in front of a royal and audacious enough to act like he's a frequent visitor here.

All he could do was grow angrier at himself for not even trying to talk back to him, as he knew he had a chance to put his robber in his place - but instead gave him an extra plate for his collection. A glance over to the kitchen doors made him sigh, as he couldn't even bother to get his berries anymore while he turned back to his room. There was a lot to think about and analyze about the night he just had, as he was rather certain he'll need to keep it to himself - for sure.

Peamentio but Dimentio is an evil little borrower living in Peasley's walls and stealing his hair clips. Dimentio sneaking into the dining hall in the middle of the night, only to be spotted by a sleepless prince taking a walk around the castle before bed. Imagine

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one of my toad ocs <3

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I don't know why, but I do enjoy this dynamic....

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I love these toads, need to draw them mo

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starlow...♥️