#BUT IF THIS CHILD IS ALSO MARIO’S IM GOING TO FLIP

[djxsunnys-blog]

SPOILERS (MAYBE) FOR DONKEY KONG BANANZA!!

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Now, the the official Nintendo Korean website, they revealed this image of this mysterious character that has huge similarities to Pauline, but she looks…younger?

There is no info about this character, so I’m guessing this was supposed to be revealed when the game released

At first I tried to find evidence that this was fake but it seems pretty real, no AI, some other people confirmed this was official, sadly as of writing this, they updated the website and we can’t see her anymore, so please take this with a grain of salt.

Still…I saw theories of what is her purpose on the game, she seems to have a connection with the odd rock..could they be the same character?

So the theories are:

1. She is related to Pauline:

This character and Pauline could be related to each other, maybe her daughter or sister? Still why is she turned into a rock creature and why is she in this mysterious island?

2. This is the past:

Maybe this is a young Pauline, her first time meeting DK, I personally don’t like this theory, since DK had some romantic attraction to her in other games and that is…weird sorry, people are saying the DK we are playing as is actually Cranky Kong, but we can interact with him in the game as is showed in some footage around the Internet, so this theory seems unlikely.

3.she was transformed into a rock:

In the odd rock’s design, we see weird tape surrounding them, and it has shaped that are similar to one of the evil monkeys DK has to fight against, maybe she is under a curse we can break later on in the game, and the evil monkeys have her hostage to use whatever power she wields, maybe that’s why odd rock was scared of DK when it saw him.

4.Pauline’s fan???

Maybe throughout the game, DK shows odd rock music from Pauline, maybe the odd rock has the ability to shape-shift and becomes Pauline, odd rock seems to add a bit of a child so maybe that’s why she looks younger? We see that music seems to their thing like Pauline HMMM

Guess we gotta wait for what the game has in store, I personally like the idea of DK helping out a child, LIKE ITS SO CUTE STOP 😭

[fangedlamb]

a little ramble abt scissors because im very sane and normal

this isn't anything groundbreaking but because i'm so very normal about scissors, i just started typing and it devolved into a ramble about them because i love their character and fight so much. i'll be putting the text under a read more but it's also a good chance to say origami king spoilers !!

small disclaimer that i personally use he/they pronouns for my scissors but in this i'm defaulting to 'they' just for the character in general :} this will be disjointed and messy i be rambling

now that you're under the read more and no longer safe from me (/lh) i genuinely really REALLY love scissors as a character and i love their personality. so much. before you even get to their boss fight itself there's a very strong emphasis every step of the way there that you are way out of your depth in this situation.

it's a pair of scissors, tossed into a world inhabited and made of paper, very much sentient, and very much aware of it's standing in this environment. of course, the other members of the legion of stationery also feel very alien in a world of paper as living craft supplies, but with scissors they're extremely different and on a level of their own, that being their purpose is explicitly mutilation and causing harm (in the context of paper being alive). coloured pencils are sharp, but their main purpose relating to paper is just the application of colour, rubber band and tape bind/entrap, and while stapler and hole punch have really hostile applications (cutting out holes and puncturing with staples that are quite big in comparison to a toads body, for example), both are intended to hold paper together if used properly (and not just going around fucking people up [looks at hole punch in accusatory fashion /lh]).

scissors are made to cut. their main use involves harming paper. the story is told through paper so it's obviously a touch more lighthearted but the terror in reaction to scissors says a lot. they take about 10 extra years off of kamek's lifespan by swooping down and quartering Bowser Jr, who is like. 12. without any hint of mercy or hesitation. you quickly learn this guy is not opposed to Child Murder (tm) i also love the buildup throughout bowser's castle, and the paper mistake!! these are so horrifying in the context of a paper world!! a pair of scissors essentially playing god, literally making new life via unnatural, freakish means, using paper from the environment and cut up people. the cutouts are made of paper like them, imagine seeing something thats like. you, but not. they have the same 'flesh' as you, the same attributes, but they're just wrong. i think it'd be like their version of some sort of uncanny valley?? which would be disturbing to see, even more so for buzzy beetle

i've seen people say they're 'fair'/ a fair fighter and while they do have a noble, stoic personality initially and the act itself was quite fair to at least provide some fighting chance first things first, i personally don't think there was any fairness actually intended at all when they put that sheath on. they fully expect to win - they don't entertain the possibility of losing for even a second during the entire fight. in reality using the sheath is more of a means to prolong the fun. They're skilled enough, cocky enough and likely enough to win that they can afford to cat and mouse with their opponent a bit. my hc is they both appreciate the thrill of a good fight, but doesn't believe for a second that it's even between them and an opponent - every fight is consistently in their favour, and they know this. the thrill comes more from the fact that meeting a capable opponent makes it even sweeter when they inevitably crush them. there's excitement to the point they flip and dance and do that smug little wave animation from side to side when it becomes clear mario is actually putting up a fight.

i know the los/game enemies in general tend to call out when a large attack/ultimate attack is coming up, and its just part of the game design to allow a player to prepare, but to me i also love to think of it in character terms. a swordsman calling out their strongest attack would be something typically quite dangerous and a huge disadvantage for them - they're so confident around paper they don't even need to worry about giving away their whole hand of cards. why should it matter if they can just win anyway? they literally get bored after a few turns because they're so very sure of what the outcome of this fight is going to be. so, they wrap things up, and swing with the blow that has cut up so many paper soldiers, civilians etc before this. 999 damage.

then mario fucking DODGES. he jumps OVER IT. the thing nobody else has ever thought to do.

everything in scissors' existence is called into question in that EXACT moment. their literal LIFE PURPOSE. CUTTING PAPER. when that has NEVER happened before. by something as small as a JUMP, something the other versions of mario do every day, and it's worked here as well (and also the rlly cute hc that paper mario learned it from his time in paper jam. which i think is adorable :] )

scissors is so accustomed to winning every single time, they're completely blindsided. paper is a lesser thing to them. so to see a mere piece of paper defy them is infuriating. this is the moment you see it all crumble. that dignified exterior vanishes and reveals a literal tantrum at the first hint of failure. to the point they accuse mario of cheating!! despite them being perfectly fine beforehand with trying to get a cheap shot at mario before the fight started (it's clearly only cheating when it's at their expense). the sheer embarrassment of having limited themselves in a fight temporarily, fully expecting to win, only for someone to finally call their bluff. stay right there and let me go again.

and again. and again.

what i think is so so cool abt this fight is you can see a very visible progression of rage after the first dodge and you enter the stream of insta-kills until one of you drops. while it's mixed up, you see a shift from fancy flips and elegant showboating cuts to tricks, delayed timings, outright blink-and-you'll-miss-it attacks. from 'outraged, but still confident' to FURIOUS and desperate, not a single other word is spoken after the first dodge in their complete focus trying to end mario. because you kinda realize something about scissors at this point - despite the very inflated ego and clear talent, they're only confident so long as they feel they can win without question.

they're paralyzed in shock when you win against them. they practically died standing up, deathly silent, and it only takes the lightest of baby nudges to finish them off. i've seen ppl say both that they were in fact dead where they stood from the sheer exertion of it or they were so stupefied by the only fight they've ever lost, i like both though i lean towards a combination of injury and shock personally

and god i love the significance of it all. something to seemingly impossible and hopeless being overcome. a match-up so historically favored on one side of the fight, losing essentially to their own underestimation and ego

for the first time ever, paper beat scissors

[hyetomi]

Pairings: gn reader x taehyun

Genre: soulmate au, angst, a little bit of fluff

Warnings: mentions of death, major character death

Summary: Kang Taehyun was so in love with you. You were so in love with Kang Taehyun. You were both in a lovely relationship, one that friends and passersby would always be jealous of. No one expected the ending of the relationship that should’ve lasted forever to be this tragic, though. Alas, happy endings only happen in fairy tales. This, however, is reality.

Notes: not proofread !! im so sorry it's really bad because i'm so busy with school i'll edit as i post this tysm for understanding!

Dear Taehyun,

Hey, love. How are you? If you’re reading this, that would mean that I’m either gone or I’m nearly there. I hope you don’t miss me too much. You might be wondering: why didn’t I tell you? Well, it’s because I was afraid. I was afraid of everything happening. It all just… went by too fast. One day I was playing Mario Kart with you on the sofa, then I fainted the next. I was so scared. The doctors told me I had an incurable disease which I had since I was a child. There was no more hope for me, unless I got a heart transplant. Of course, I couldn’t. I had 3 months to live. It was hard as it is to find a heart donor. And even if we found one, my parents couldn’t afford it.

So, I lived the next 92 days to the fullest.

I had 2 goals 一 missions 一 to fulfill within those 3 months. One, it was to complete my bucket list. Two, to make sure you know I love you. So, I went around the city trying my best to tick off my list. Roller skating, rock climbing, go-kart riding… I tried (and succeeded) to persuade you to join me in my adventures. Honestly, I wanted to go bungee jumping as well, but my sickness wouldn’t allow me to do so. We had a lot of fun, didn’t we? I was so happy! It might be because the activities were fun itself, but I believe it was because you were there. There is a reason why the universe chose us as soulmates.

Remember when you first met me? I’d be forever thankful that Huening introduced us. Without him, I’d be too shy to approach you and we wouldn’t have met. When we shook hands while introducing ourselves, the glow in your eyes was so pretty. I would do anything to go back to that time. The feeling of meeting your soulmate… I will never forget it. I’m so glad you’re mine, I would have never thought that the boy I had been crushing on would be my soulmate, the one destined for me. 

I never told you why I love you, have I? Buckle up, Tyun. You’re in for a ride.

I first saw you in English class. You helped that one boy in our class and I was literally the heart eyes emoji. I’ve never seen someone so gentle in teaching. When he didn’t understand your words, you explained it over and over to him, not a hint of annoyance crossing your face. If I were you, I’d give up right there and then. But you didn’t. You taught him again and again and again until he understood. I admire your kindness, truly. Not just that, but you’re so pretty! I know you’re probably tired of me saying this every day, but I’m serious about your prettiness. My first impression of you was: ‘So pretty… your eyes are so big… your nose is literally perfect….’ It’s literally illegal to be this pretty, Tyun.

Not only on the outside, but you’re also pretty on the inside. You’re so kind, brave, thoughtful… you’re basically every good adjective out there except I can’t think of anymore because I’m in so much pain. You’re basically perfect. I’m very lucky, aren’t I? I’d like to think I’m the luckiest person in the world because I’m dating you, Kang Taehyun. I mean, no one else would ditch their most important class of the day just to take care of me because I’m sick. Or walk for 20 minutes during Winter only because I wanted my weekly donut. I didn’t even ask you to do these things for me, you did it from the kindness of your heart. 

I’m really sorry. I’m sorry for being sick. I’m sorry for not being able to spend the rest of our lives together. I’m sorry for hurting you. I’m sorry for leaving you. I’m sorry for everything. I wish that we weren’t soulmates so that you don’t have to bear the pain of losing your soulmate at the age of 19. Maybe, in another life, we could be together again. Maybe then, we could be as free as the wind. In another life, we would be soulmates again. I’m sure of it.

Promise me this: be happy. I don’t want my death to cause you any pain nor stop you from being you. Tyun, you’re one of the biggest positives in my life and I don’t want you to stop being a source of happiness for others. Go live your life, do things you love, be free! But please don’t forget about me. Ha.

I’ll end this letter here. I attached a picture of us in the roller skating rink that I took with the polaroid camera you gave me. There’s still some film left in the camera so you can use it! Take a picture of the stray cat near my house, or of the boys, or my funeral for I care, I just want you to make memories with that polaroid just like I did. Anyways, I love you a lot. I’ll miss you so much, but I will always look after you from above. We’ll meet again when the time is right. I love you!

With lots and lots and lots of love,

Y/N

Taehyun curls up in a ball in your untouched room. It has been 3 months without you. 3 months way too long. He misses you everyday. He misses your smile, your laugh, your eyes, your hugs, your everything. He hasn’t opened the letter because he holds onto it like a lifetime. He fears that when he does read it, you’ll truly be gone. Without his soulmate, it hurts so much. He wipes his tears away, sniffles, and faces the ceiling, holding onto the polaroid you attached with the letter.

“I miss you. You’re looking after me, right? So you can hear me saying this. I miss you a lot. I miss you more everyday.” he voices out, his throat in pain after crying, voice dry.

He looks across the room to see the desk where you two would usually do your homework together, annoying each other and laughing while the night goes on. There sat the polaroid. A pastel blue one, your favourite colour. Next to it lies your photo album. He still remembers every photo, but he decides to open it anyway.

Although his legs ache, he still walks toward the desk. He grabs the album and flips through every page. He holds onto it tightly, like it might slip through his hands and he’ll lose it forever.

He sighs. Taehyun looks toward the polaroid. He puts the album down and grabs the polaroid softly, sniffling once again.

“I’ll make more memories for you, Y/N. Thank you for everything. I love you.” he whispers.

Taehyun grabs the photo album, the letter and the polaroid, trudges towards the door and pulls it open. He took several steps before looking back onto the now unowned room. He smiles, and closes the door. He sniffles again before finally leaving the house. He takes in a deep breath of fresh air and walks home to try and start a new life without his soulmate by his side.

[bl--ankhaeji]

Jisung

Pairing - Jisung x chubby*Reader

Genre - Fluff

Warning - Suggestive content, insecurities 

A/N - Soo this is a Jisung timestamp but this is done differently than how most do their timestamps also the Jisung in this is different than “usual” Jisung just to let y’all know. He’s getting older so I feel as if the content in here is not that bad and if any of you have problems with Jisung being a regular teenage boy with hormones then oh fucking well. If you want to keep seeing him as a child then this is not for you.  

W. Count - I don’t really know I didn’t look this time but ik it’s longer than I intended

5:30 

As you laid sideways across your bed trying to find the perfect position. You heard your mom in the kitchen cooking what you hope is dinner. Your stomach wailing as soon as the thought crosses your mind. ‘Ah I found it’ you think as the immediate comfort of the perfect laying spot begins to set deep within your body.

 You take a look at your phone and start back reading your story that was shining on the screen. It was starting to escalate as the currently featured side gay couple finally stopped lying to themselves and admittedly jumped each others bones. You feel the little tingle start in the pit of your stomach, it was just getting good when a message came through.

Jisungpwark 💚💚😗🤤🥰���:

BABEEEEE 

AHHHH

IM BOREDD

Come play mario kart with me 

You:

UGGHHH

But I just found the perfect laying spot 

And my mom’s cooking dinner 

Tell me why I should get up and come over? what’s in it for me 

Jisungpwark 💚💚😗🤤🥰🤪:

Maybe because you love me and dont wanna see me

 suffer from boredom 

You: 

Do I really love you that much though?

That’s the question of the hour

Jisungpwark 💚💚😗🤤🥰🤪:

First off that hurt 

Second of course you love me or else you wouldnt be 

dating me for 7 years now 

You: 

You forget about that time we broke up in fifth

grade 

Jisungpwark 💚💚😗🤤🥰🤪:

That was for ONE DAY ok 

If you come over I promise to let you win at mario kart

     “What the hell?” you exclaimed slightly outraged at the bullshit he just sent to your phone. Sitting up you feel the competitiveness start to spike. “Did he really just challenge me like that?”

     You get out of bed and start to put your shoes on, “He knows damn well that I can beat his ass without him ‘letting me win.’” 

You:

Stop fucking lying whore you know damn well I can 

beat your ass I mario kart 

See now I have to come over and whoop you at your

own video game

I’ll be over in 10

     Part of you knows Jisung said that on purpose but that didn’t stop you from taking the bait still.

     Walking out of your room you go into the kitchen and see your mother almost done with dinner, the sweet aroma of the food has your mouth watering, stopping for a second you ponder if you should really go play mario kart. 

     “Hey sweets, dinner is almost ready.” your mother turns to you and smiles, taking in your jacket and shoes and she looks at you questiongly.

     Walking around to your mom you give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek as you grab your car keys that sit behind her. “Hey I came to let you know that I was gonna head over to Jisung’s for a little to beat him at mario kart. He threatened me so I have to show him what’s up.”  Hearing your statement, one that she has heard before, your mother laughs and gives you an ok before she recommends just staying the night, knowing that you won’t be back anytime soon. 

     Thinking about it you go and pack a bag. Going towards the front door you’re about to step out when your mom calls you back in the kitchen to which you see her sitting at the table with a plate of food as she slides a container with enough for both you and Jisung. “Thank you mama.” you say smiling so wide that it almost hurt, feeling happy that you get to eat some of f/f(favorite food).

     “You’re welcome sweets. Oh and before I forget, be safe.”

     You left out a huff of air telling your mother that you will be careful driving so she has nothing to worry about.

     In a sing-song voice she goes,“That’s not what I meant.” As you open your mouth to ask what she meant she cuts you off by sliding something across the table. 

     “Mom...what is that. ‘Please don’t let it be what I think it is.’ But as you read the box your fears are confirmed. It is condoms. “Mom what the- EW mom no it’s not, we’re not-” she cuts you off with a raised hand. 

     “Sweetie you’re not in trouble. I know you and Jisung have been together for a very long time, and I trust and love you both. But you’re of the age where you do things like that and you may not feel comfortable telling me, but love safe sex is nothing to be ashame-”

     Never having been this flustered in your life you frantically tried to get her to stop,“MOM. I…” Fidgeting with your hands you start to awkwardly look around the kitchen as if it was the first time you had ever seen it. “...We don’t do those types of things.” 

     “Ok darling, but you never know what might happen.” She states with the smuggest look on her face, winking as she hands you four condoms. “I’m not endorsing it but I know that if you want to do it then there’s nothing I could do to stop you so take these. Also you might want to go ahead and get to his house, your phone has been buzzing for a while now.” She states whilst she started to eat the food that was on her plate. 

     You couldn’t get out of that house quick enough, seeing as how you almost fell walking out of the door. Settling down in the car you release the biggest cringe you’ve ever had in your life. “AHHH ew what the fuck was that!” you exclaim feeling the condoms that burned in your pockets, as if they were trying to set your pants on fire so that they could get put to good use. 

     Finally calming down your phone buzzes with another message from Jisung. You see that he’s left various messages questioning where you are or what's taking so long. Some stating that you must be dead. You shake your head at your silly boyfriend as you reply to his many messages. With a light sigh you put the key in the ignition and back out of your driveway.  

     It was then that you started to look back at you and Jisung’s relationship. You guys started dating in fifth grade when you both got dared to spend seven minutes in heaven at you guys long time friend, Jeongin’s, birthday party. He still holds the fact that the only reason you too got together was because of him, but ever since then you and Jisung have been going strong. 

     Except for that one day in fifth grade when you guys broke up a week after you had gotten together because Mina Jameson had convinced you that Jisung would never want a ‘bludder whale’ like you. Ha jokes on her she’s had five STD’s this year alone and at least two pregnancy scares and she didn’t even know how to say blubber so who’s on top now. 

     Ever since you were a child you’ve always been bigger than most girls and it did make you feel insecure for a very long time, but if it wasn’t for Jisung who reassured you and showered you with as much love as he could every time you slipped you don’t know what life would be like. 

     You loved him with everything you had. 

     You and Jisung had never gone past small makeouts. They barely even involved tongue, there’s no way that things would just escalate tonight out of basically nowhere. Right?

     Yea. Anyways Jisung is too shy for that even though sometimes he could be a cheeky asshole and I don’t know if I’m ready.  

     Seeing that you’ve made it to Jisung’s house you take a look at the time and see that it had been almost two hours as it was 6:45. Damn, well at least I brought food. 

     You greeted your soft looking boyfriend clad in a hoodie that is slightly big on him and Nike joggers, he almost tackled you to the ground when he saw the food in your hands. When he asked what took so long you just told him it was the food. You guys ate the food that your mom gave you and started playing mario kart.

8:23

     After about 15 rematches most of which you won Jisung’s mom called him into the living room. She had an emergency at work and she wanted him to know that she wouldn’t be back till tomorrow.

     “So babe, what are we gonna do now? We could watch a movie or...” Jisung whispered, trailing off as he got in bed next to you and started to survey every inch of your face. It felt as if he was looking into your soul. You felt like he could see every single flaw on your face and you did not like it. As soon as he started leaning in moving his hand to your pillowy waist your mind flashed to the conversation you had with your mother. 

     ‘Is this it? Does he want to do it?’ Overwhelming thoughts started to cloud your mind and pretty soon you found yourself jerking back once you felt the tip of his nose touch yours. The sound of the sheets moving filled the room as you stood up off of the bed. 

     “Uhh it’s getting late, A movie sounds nice I think I’m just gonna go shower right quick and we can watch the movie when I get out, ok?” You state as you quickly gather your shorts that you brought and a hoodie out of Jisung’s closet, and rush into his en suite bathroom almost slamming the door behind you.   

     Turning on the shower to make sure he didn’t hear you, you immediately start to whisper shout, “Ah! What the fuck was that, who the fuck was that and what did he do with my boyfriend. Jisung has never been like that before.” Tying your hair up you hop in the shower feeling the water pelt your skin as you decided to forget about it, but you couldn’t deny the twinge you felt in your stomach every time you thought about how he looked when he stared at you like that. 

9:34

     The movie was boring so you guys decided to play games again. Only for Jisung to see that he was about to lose against you in Mortal Kombat and in an effort to be a little bitch he tackled you. Now wrestling you yell at him in mock anger for ruining the game before you could kick his head off. As you flipped the both of you over so that you were on top you started to pettily slap his arm. 

     “Ahh Park Jisung you dick! I almost won why’d you do tha-” You had gotten too comfortable and loosed up your legs that were caging him in and he was able to flip you mid sentence. It was then you noticed what a compromising position you both were in, it looked somewhat akin to the basic missionary. 

     Letting out quickened breaths you started to heat up as Jisung stayed in between your legs. You could see the slight perspiration sort of dampen his hair. The game made a sound that surprised you a little causing you to sort of jerk your body. At that Jisung let out a groan that sounded like it was painful. 

     Your body alerts and you start to question him,“Jisung I’m sorry are you ok? What happened?” A ferocious blush starts to race across his cheeks. He avoids your eyes and tells you that it was nothing and that he’s fine.

     “Jisung stop lying and would you let me up now, you’ve been laying on me for a while an-” Cool slightly wet lips touch yours. A little startled at first you tense up but then his lips start to move against yours and the tension in your body slowly unwinds till nothing is left but pure bliss. His lips slowly caress yours and this feels like nothing you’ve ever felt in your life. The passion and the want that he puts into kissing you has you going crazy. 

     Once a steady rhythm is set you move your lower body in an effort to get comfortable and Jisung groans again, and you immediately feel something against your leg and you get flustered because now you know why he groaned and you feel like an idiot for not figuring it out sooner. 

     Jisung wants more, more of you, more of this. The high that this is putting him on is euphoric and for now he doesn’t want to stop. He didn’t say anything but when you came out of his bathroom in his hoodie that fit just like a dress because of the height difference and the illusion that you had nothing on under got him so riled up that he almost couldn’t breathe. It was always like that when it came to you. He loved you so much that it was at most times suffocating. He slips his tongue out of his mouth and just barely grazes it against your bottom lip as if he was testing out the water temp in a pool. 

     You feel something wet against your lips realizing that it was Jisung’s tongue and you quickly almost embarrassingly so open your mouth to let him in. His tongue ventures farther into your mouth and for a little bit there you both are, in the middle of the floor in his room exploring each other, tasting each other, and it is as if there is no one or nothing in the world except for you two. 

     Soon enough without realizing Jisung starts to slowly grind his semi-erection right on to your heated core. The feeling was heavenly and neither of you wanted to stop. 

     He lifts off of your lips so that you both could breath but he soon started to kiss all over your neck, and you throw your head back and release a moan that sounded like heaven to his ears. Grabbing your soft plushy sides he starts to feel anywhere that he can and you tense up out of slight fear at what could be his reaction. He runs one hand down to your thigh, lifting it so that it’s placed on his hip softly squeezing while the other starts to make its way to the hem of your hoodie pulling it up slightly, and that’s when the thoughts came. 

     You quickly pushed Jisung off of you and sat up trying to pull the hoodie as far down your body that it could reach. You looked toward Jisung to see that he had a blush the color of a strawberry and his lips were swollen to look even more soft and inviting than normal. Standing up you rush to his bathroom and close the door leaving a severely confused and turned on Jisung on the floor.  

     Looking toward the mirror, multiple hickies are splattered across your neck and when you lift your hand to rub against them you jolt a little at how tender they were. You could also see where it looked as if you had taken a shot at the kylie jenner lip challenge. But that wasn’t where your mind was at, you were focused on what just happened out there. Thoughts of Jisung possibly seeing your chubby stomach riddled with stretch marks made immediate panic course through your veins. 

     You normally were so good with not thinking about things like that Jisung having helped you be able to get here, but now when he was on the precipice of Jisung seeing your body you couldn’t think about anything but the possible disgust at what you really looked like. 

     It’s not like you didn’t trust him or anything but when insecurity strikes it strikes hard. You consider telling Jisung about these feelings considering you always have in the past, but what if he feels as if you’re doubting his love for you and he gets mad.

     You realize that you’ve probably been in the bathroom for a long time and you didn’t want Jisung to worry so you muster up the courage and with a determined release of air you open the door. Only to see that Jisung is not where you left him. 

     “I wonder where he’s at?” You speak into the air until you wonder what time it is and see that it’s 10:15. ‘WTF we were making out for that long’

     Thirty minutes have passed and Jisung is still not back. As soon as you get up to go look for him he walks into the room. 

     “Where were you? You’ve been gone for a little over half an hour.” 

     Jisung looks at you and when he sees your truly confused face he shyly thwarts his eyes and lifts his hand to rub his neck at the realization that he’ll actually have to explain. But before he can you see his shy gaze and it clicks in your mind what he could’ve been doing regarding what you felt earlier. Biting the inside of your lip you tell him nevermind stating that you already know. He apologizes and says he had to do something because he didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.      

11:00

     The last fifteen minutes have been filled with an agonisingly awkward aura in the air. You and Jisung have been sitting up against the headboard of his bed staring at some movie on tv but you knew that neither of you were actually paying attention. Jisung’s warm hand slides toward yours and upon contact you jump up and away. 

     “Babe what’s wrong? You’ve been jumpy ever since what happened a while ago. Is everything ok? Did I do something wrong?” Jisung asks with slight guilt in his voice thinking he was the problem. You told him no but he didn’t believe and you kept trying to deny his accusations saying that you were just tired but he wouldn’t take that for an answer.

     He grabbed your chin and sort of gently forced you to look at him and when you saw his warm eyes filled with nothing but love you had no choice but to break down and tell him. 

     Hot salty tears ran down your face and he took his thumb and used it to wipe your tears as you described what happened when he tried to go under the hoodie. You had to continuously reassure him that it was not his fault, but your own. 

     “I promise Jisung you did nothing wrong. I love you so much we’ve been through everything together. It’s my fault for feeling this way even when you constantly shower me with love. I just sometimes, I feel like you shouldn’t like me and when you tried to reach under my hoodie it’s just like I didn’t want my fears to come true once you see my body.” 

     “...Babe I- I don’t know how to approach this like I want you to know how much I truly love you. I honestly love your body so much but I don’t want you to think that's all though.” Jisung stated nervously mildly irritated at himself for not being able to properly express his feelings for you. Starting to think you honestly couldn’t believe why you didn’t trust him. He was your mouse, your tall boi, your marshmallow, your love, and possibly even your life.

     “C’mere” Jisung stated in his deep soothing voice as he pulled you into his lap in a straddle position. 

     What Jisung didn’t know was that you loved whenever you got to sit in his lap, it made you feel giddy inside. 

     Jisung totally knew that you loved to sit in his lap.

     “It’s ok, we don’t have to rush. If you don’t feel comfortable showing your body too me yet then that’s ok...One request though.” He states with a small smile and a single finger held in the air. “Can we at least keep making out like this because I’ve been holding myself back and after tonight I don’t think I can do that anymore.” He promptly flashes a slightly cocky smirk to which you answer with a smack on the arm earning a laugh from him. 

     Wondering why you even date him you give him a lingering kiss on the lips and snuggle into his chest. 

     “Y/n, I noticed that earlier when you were talking about what happened you called this hoodie yours. I just wanted you to- ACK stop choking me- AKKK.” 

Although he was currently being choked he was happy, because he knew that you were ok.

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Max for the character ask meme🐰

favorite thing about them

 He’s freaking hilarious, anything that he says or does always makes me laugh

least favorite thing about them

Sometimes he can be an asshole to Sam but in a mean spirited way more than in a funny friendly way, thankfully it barely happens but when it does I don’t really like it, no one should be mean to Sam he’s shaped like a friend 

favorite line

I’m… wow. This one is almost impossible, there are too many to choose. I guess… his “that’s none of your damn business” catchphrase is a really good one so I’ll choose that one

brOTP

 I mean Sam is his best friend and I love their friendship with all my soul but they are also in love so I don’t think it counts asdfghjklI really like his friendship with Sybil so let’s go with that one instead

OTP

 Him and Sam, they invented love

nOTP

I have actually seen people say they shipped Max and The Geek I want to erase that from my memory. SHE’S A CHILD PLEASE DON’T DO THAT.

random headcanon

 He’s a fucking nightmare to play videogames with, he gets super competitive, screams all the time, tries to cheat by getting in the way of the TV screen or shoving the other player to the ground and if he loses he flips the table and breaks the controller in half. The last time him, Sam and The Geek played Mario Party the neighbors ended up calling 911

unpopular opinion

 I think a lot of people think Max barely has emotions but I think he just handles them in different ways. Sometimes he can be very open about them (in the cartoon he’s super expressive and emotional!), other times he represses them and pretends he doesn’t care, while other times he doesn’t know how to articulate them well (you know, those times he says ‘it was horrible!’ with a smile on his face). Max is complex to understand sometimes but he cares, he cares a lot

song i associate with them

It’samazing that im gonna say this but… now everytime I listen to any song fromABBA I think about him

favorite picture of them

bapy

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The Tales of  a Teenage Time Traveler: Chapter One

Im going to attempt to write out the story that me and my best friend verbally wrote, but its very long and will take me a while. im going to upload one chapter at a time, as i write them. the tag will be #ttt or #mcefi so you can find the chapters on my blog. please keep in mind that ive been writing this and adding on to it since i was 11 and its basically a huge crossover self insert fanfiction. but here we go! (Construcvive critiscm is appreciated!)

My name is Mcefi. I come from earth, but I don’t live there anymore. I travel the stars, discovering new planets, and helping those in need. I don’t travel alone; I have my best friend, Hannah Solo, my adopted daughter, Ingleopold, and my cat, George, among others. But you are probably wondering, how did I first become a space traveler? Its not like earth has a very good exchange program or anything. Sit down, pour yourself a nice cup of tea, and I’ll tell you my story.

Chapter one

It was a sunny august afternoon. Hannah and I were sitting on the couch, playing Mario kart together for what I thought would be the last time before school started. I was 11, and starting seventh grade soon. Hannah was also 11, but a few months younger then me. She was going into the sixth grade.

“Haha! Gotcha!” I yelled, as I hit Hannah's kart with a red shell. She frowned. “First of all, how dare you, and second,” she paused for a moment, waiting for her mystery block to choose an item, “SUCKER!” she fired a blue shell and it began its path towards me.

“No!” I yelled, desperately trying to pass the finish line before it caught up with me. But the baby carriage isn’t exactly known for its speed, and the malicious shell soon caught up to me. It honed in on its target, exploding in a fireball. Baby Mario threw a tiny fit as his kart was flipped upside down. I watched in horror as Hannah, playing as Bowser, zoomed past me and across the finish line of the Maple Treeway. Hannah lept up and began dancing her victory dance.

“C'mon, that wasn’t fair!” I protested. Hannah stuck her tongue out at me. I glared at her and grabbed her wiimote.

“My turn to choose the racecourse,” I said. The pointer hovered over Wario's Gold Mine, my favorite course. But just as I was about to press the A button to choose the course, Hannah turned off the Wii.

“Hey, what was that for?” I asked, standing up off the worn couch.

Hannah looked nervous, an emotion she didn’t often wear.

“There's uh, something I should probably tell you. Or, well, I suppose its better if I just show you,” she said, staring blankly at the ground. I turned my head on its side in confusion. “What is it?” I asked. Hannah grabbed my arm and opened the back door. “Outside,” she said. I followed her into the backyard, over behind the old RV we played in occasionally.

“What is it, Hannah?” I repeated, getting nervous. Hannah grabbed my hands, holding them hard.

“I am not…. Who you think I am,” she began, her voice barely more then a whisper. I raised an eyebrow.

“C'mon, Hannah, there’s no time for goofing off, I have to go home soon! Let's go play more Mario Kart!” I said, a hint of nervous laughter in my voice. Hannah sighed.

“This is why I figured I should just show you,” she muttered to herself. Then she caught my gaze again. “I am not human, and I am not from this planet. I am from somewhere very, very far away. I know this sounds stupid and like I’m making it up, but I'm not,” she said, her voice strained. Her eyes were big and truthful; I had only seen her like this a handful of times before.

“What are you talking about?” I asked. Hannah let go of one of my hands to pull something out of her pocket. It was a small key on a bright green ring.

“I am a traveler. I fly through the stars searching for adventure. But eleven years ago, I crash landed here. My ship was badly damaged, and its taken me this long to repair it. I had to disguise myself as one of the humans in order to gather the needed supplies. A human child; that way I would be able to get housing without needing to worry about id and all that stuff,” she explained.

“But- I've known you my whole life! Since you were a baby! And your mom- is she an alien too?” I asked, bewildered.

“No, she is human, but she isn’t my mom. Not really. You know the story about how I was a twin in her womb, but the other baby died, right? Well, I wasn’t a twin. The human I call my mother was only bearing one child. She had a miscarriage five months in. I convinced her that I was her child and the other baby was my unborn twin. Humans are very impressionable, and when they are grieving they will believe anything to get their loved one back.”

“Does she know?” I asked.

“No. and she must never know.” Hannah led me to a mailbox, one of the big multi-house ones with all the slots on the one side. She stuck her key into a slot on the back of the mailbox. A door opened.

“In here,” she instructed, ducking her head as she stepped into the mailbox. I followed her in, completely unprepared for what I saw next.