#I like imagining how their families would interact

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hey um, what if the Overblot boys told each other their backstories?

Mmm… Well firstly, I think it would take a lot of effort to arrive at a point where all of the OB boys would even feel comfortable being that emotionally intimate with the others. Many of the OB boys are highly guarded and resistant to putting themselves in compromising positions. For example, I can easily see Azul being paranoid that the others would use his background as blackmail; he would not risk having his own vulnerabilities becoming public knowledge. Would Leona really be okay with being sentimental in front of various people he dislikes, especially Malleus and Vil? Would Idia feel safe unpacking his trauma and grief in front of his peers? Etc, etc, etc.

Secondly, I think that even if the OB boys were hypothetically at the point where they were okay sharing their backstories with the others, it wouldn’t change much about their immediate circumstances?? The OB boys generally don’t strike me as particularly… empathetic? At least not automatically empathetic. It’s something they would need to put effort into and actively work on. I imagine that they’d otherwise just pull a Zuko-style “That’s rough, buddy” or potentially even say something tactless that rubs their peers the wrong way (for example, not fully understanding the situation or even downplaying one another’s trauma). Riddle (someone with very little to no experience with social media and entertainment mediums) might not get how being a celebrity influences Vil’s life, Leona might insult Malleus (someone whom he has a bone to pick with), everyone might still be upset with Malleus for what he did to them in book 7. etc. Each OB boy only has their own experiences as the lens through which they see and interact with the world, and it’s not that easy for just anyone to put themselves in the shoes of another person.

Hearing a (for lack of a better term) traumadump doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll connect with it or understand just how grueling it was for the person who experienced said trauma. It would usually take a significant amount of time and reflection (ideally facilitated by a licensed mediator or professional) to digest those stories in group therapy and to make sure that everyone actually understands one another. A surface-level story retelling alone in most cases isn’t (again, for lack of a better term) “enough”, especially with how self-centered, emotionally immature, and different many of the OB boys are.

Think of empathy like a skill or a muscle. It isn’t innate. You need to develop it and train it, and not putting it to use can lead to atrophy. And given how arrogant and independent your usual NRC student is… yeah, it’s definitely going to be something for them all to work on.

If you want to think of it another way, it’s like how different players will react differently to reading the OB boys’s backstories. Someone who experienced bullying similar to Azul could more easily empathize with him while also not fully “getting” the full scope of other stories they hear. Maybe they can’t understand why Riddle still cares about the mother who mistreated him. Maybe they don’t see why Jamil sacrifices so much for his family. It doesn’t make the player a bad person for not understanding all the stories, it simply means they have a limited perspective. The same is true of the TWST characters; they, too, have incomplete points of views.

Maybe knowing their backstories in advance would change some scenes in small ways (such as book 6, when they split up and then butt heads with each other). They’d know where the other boys were coming from, and how that informs how they act in present day. However, I maintain that I think not much would change from the original. In a stressful situation like book 6, they could easily slip up and say something insensitive/make assumptions about their behavior based on their background/overlook or not even consider their background in the first place since they’re so focused on the current task. For example, Azul, feeling insulted that Riddle is underestimating him, could make a snide remark that just because his mother was a control freak doesn’t mean Riddle also has to be. Jamil could still see Leona as a spoiled prince because, despite being treated like an outcast, he still grew up in immense privilege as royalty. They can so easily fixate on their own interpretations of events that it colors how they perceive others, rather than how they can relate to others no matter how similar or dissimilar their experiences were.

In other ways, I think the OB boys sharing their backstories with one another stifles potentially meaningful development. Character growth in TWST isn’t a sprint, it’s a marathon, and we’re here for the long haul. What does depositing all the backstories in their laps achieve for the OB boys? It artificially puts them in a situation to “better know” their peers rather than let it happen organically or allowing them to grow closer through their own efforts. Let’s look at the Deuce-Epel beach scene from book 5. Do you think it would have been as impactful of a scene if Epel explained his life in the countryside and how he got his traditional views on gender norms to Deuce? Personally, I don’t think so. The scene we currently have has them bonding and connecting through a shared activity (shouting at the sea), then having a heart-to-heart without a heavy backstory exposition. It’s through that, not explicit backstory sharing, that the two form an attachment and become genuine friends.

Those are all my thoughts!! ^^

[f1ghtsoftly]

my head is scrambled but in Kate Manne’s “The Logic Of Misogyny” she put to words something I always, always knew was true.

Most of the time Men don’t hurt women for no reason, they punish women who assert themselves/their personhood. Misogynistic violence is a punishment, it’s a form of conditioning to get women to behave submissively towards men. To punish women for existing in public without male protection. To punish women for daring to think her intellect, athletic or artistic achievement could come before her sex.

I don’t present super femme anymore or hang around men outside my family basically ever-but when I did I was frequently targeted for sexual assault, usually by men who were frustrated they were attracted to me but couldn’t have me. They felt like I was taunting them-but asserting my right to exist as someone they were attracted to/without any sort of male protection or a male protection that didn’t involve sexual favors/submission. That wasn’t an accident, I’m sure if I meekly cowered behind a big boyfriend, I’m sure if I stayed inside, I’m sure if I didn’t assert myself as extraverted, intelligent, funny or charismatic those men would have left me alone-but that would have meant hiding myself from the world, hiding myself from other women and to me that was a bigger loss than a ‘lil danger. I made choices as a young person that I knew with certainty would bring me in closer proximity to men who wanted to hurt me, I decided that living a freer life was better than living a safe one. I don’t necessarily regret my assessment of patriarchy, I am sad that the price you pay for being an independent woman (in a social sense) in public is assault. I don’t blame women who think their safety is more important than making a statement. I’m sad for us both. I’m grateful I was able to find feminist communities because victimization isn’t just something casual you can shake off, even if it feels like men constantly target you/women in general.

Assault doesn’t just roll of your back either. It hurts. In the moment and for years afterwards it hurts. It’s always senseless. Always dehumanizing to the extreme. Always enraging. Always profoundly violating. Always a shock. I struggle to reconcile what I know about rape with what I know about people. I know people can be cruel, unthinking, insecure. I don’t know how someone can plot the rape of a friend or a stranger who has done nothing to deserve it. I don’t know how men can secretly tape their lovers, manipulate a young woman into sex she doesn’t want or do any of the things men do consistently or routinely. I don’t know how a boy could look at the face of his too drunk friend and go “this is my opportunity to have my way with her” instead of putting her to bed. Carelessness, thoughtless is easy to imagine. Conscious cruelty is not. Men know what they do and they either don’t care or like it.

I’m crying in a park in my Dad’s pickup truck. “There are worse things than this, you didn’t die-you’re alive” He says “this wasn’t your fault, I just want to keep you safe and what happened to you isn’t something I can control even though I wish I could”. “I’d feel better if you lived in Austin, because their self defense laws are better, there are lots of gay people there too”

He makes me laugh. I won’t move to Texas. He’s right, it’s not my fault, and helping me get better at self defense helps him feel like he can do something and while self defense does help-it’s not a perfect strategy. The misogynist’s prerogative is to snuff out the life force of the woman he interacts with, the only way to stop him from trying to do that is to become apart of the living dead. Even then, he’ll get your corpse.

There are worse things than rape in this life. A woman alive is better than a woman dead. I guess, but what life is it when constantly forced to battle for your right to live? When at a moments notice you can be filled from the inside out with death. Rotted from your insides out. I wish New York would let me have a gun. I wish I could make men afraid and polite in my presence the way I feel afraid and polite in theirs. I’m so tired of this.

[lightlycareless]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTNL3PDf8/

I saw this and it made me think of Naoya. I’m not sure which kid this would be but this feels so much like Naoya in how sassy and done the dad seems about the situation. He also does seem like the type to climb into the backseat on the road to see what his daughter is saying XD idk I love seeing videos of dads with their kids and imagining it with Naoya

Awww, I love this so much!!

I already envisioned Naomi as a chirpy baby, always talking to her mama or papa, so this was just perfect!!!

warnings: fluff. Naoya and you are parents to an adorable baby girl named Naomi❤️ Also this is not exactly the same as what happened in the video, it actually inspired me to write something somewhat different, still related, but not identical... if that's ok 🥺 I still hope you enjoy it though!!

Happy reading!

To me this sounds like it would happen a road trip, or anywhere where the two have to drive to their destination and grow quite unsure if Naomi will be able to handle such a thing.

But of course, she does! Kind of, Naomi is always one to entertain herself thanks to her wit and curiosity, either creating complex storylines involving her plushies, or sharing whatever crossed her mind with her parents—regardless of if they were fluent in babbling or not.

“—jump! Kitty jump!”

“Is that so, dumpling?” Naoya smiles, always enjoying listening to the voice of her adorable daughter. “And what else did she do?”

“Fly—no, sleep! Kitty tired…”

It was always endearing to see how the two interacted, like they had an unbreakable father-daughter bond you could only dream of having! Still, you weren’t jealous—no, of course not. If anything, you were simply happy they got along perfectly, God knows how guilty Naoya felt for his prolonged absences, so to see them so close… it made your heart soar with happiness.

Until Naomi eventually grows tired of being in the same sitting position for hours, and demands to be attended, which Naoya naturally jumps to do so.

“Papaaaa!!!”

“What is it, pumpkin? Is everything ok?!” Your husband naturally frets.

“Tired papa, hungry!!”

“Oh, I know what to do.” You say, reaching over for your bag to give Naomi one of her many pre-prepared meals—but she doesn’t want it, neither the milk nor the fruit; and that’s when both knew a break was due.

“Now, now—isn’t that better, princess?” Soon after finding a place to pull over, he cooed at her while gently holding her against him, watching her eat as Naomi glanced back at him, with those bright round eyes that let him know she was satisfied to be away from that uncomfortable seat and instead in the arms of her beloved papa.

“We should stretch our legs for a bit before continuing.” You suggest, to which Naoya enthusiastically agrees to—he had driven to a near lookout with the hopes of distracting Naomi (though it was more like rushing to find one, he wasn’t to stop in the middle of the road and expose his family!) and get a few more pictures of her; mementos to reminisce his loved ones while away for work.

“Look over here, little mochi!” you sang, waving your hand at Naomi to catch her attention and get her into the right position: a lovely picture of her and her papa standing before the beautiful scenery of the Japanese countryside.

“Alright, I think it’s time we head back on the road if we still want to be on time.” Naoya says, wanting to take advantage of the sunlight as well as Naomi’s now calm demeanor, believing it wouldn’t take long for her to fall asleep, lulled into deep slumber after being tired out…

Or at least that’s what either hoped, for Naomi, upon seeing her parents approach the car, quickly understood that she’d be relegated back to that awful seat, far away from dear papa and all the attention he was giving her—no can do!

“No!” Naomi cried, shaking her head. “No, papa!!”

“What’s wrong, Naomi??” Naoya, as usual, worries. “Are you still hungry? Or do you want to stay here a little longer—”

“Papa no go! Stay!’

“Oh, you don’t want me to go?” He asks, flattered by her request. Though concerned, because if he were to stay with his little princess, then who…?

“It’s ok, I’ll drive.” You suggest, taking the keys from his hands. “Go sit back with Naomi, our mochi needs you.”

“Are you sure, my love? We still have much to traverse.”

“I’ll be fine.” You encourage with a smile. “Now go, sit with her. I’m sure the two of you will have much to talk about!”

And that, they did, for Naomi wasted no time to jump back on whatever playful scenario she left pending, now with the addition of her equally imaginative father (no surprise where Naomi got it from) who made her playtime even more exciting.

“And then, the great Toji-kun appeared, defeating all enemies around them and rescuing Kitty!” Naoya effused, playing with one of her plushies—a stern-looking penguin that somehow reminded him of his cousin.

Naomi giggles, liking the addition of this so-called amazing Toji-kun into her games, alongside noticing the fondness her father seemed to have for this character for he’d always bring him along one way or the other, regardless of what they were playing—

Never comparable to her adorable Hello Kitty, of course, but she wouldn’t tell him that. Not when she was having so much fun!

And so, your chirpy daughter and doting husband continued to entertain one another, making the ride to your first destination quite enjoyable—it kind of made you sad having to interrupt them just to ask Naoya a question regarding your hosting reservation, but since they quieted down a bit this might be the best moment yet—

“Honey, at what time do we check-in?”

Only to realize their silence hadn’t come from observing the scenery around, but rather, succumbing to their own exhaustion, Naoya’s head rested over Naomi’s seat while her hand tightly heled onto his, for even when asleep she didn’t want to be far from him.

You smile at the sight of them, giving them one last glance through the rearview mirror before continuing looking ahead, hoping that by the time you arrive you’d still be able to snap a picture of them.

Until then, you look forward to spending the weekend with them, on what was Naomi’s first holiday as a family.

Been wanting to write about Naoya, Y/N, and Naomi spending a holiday together ajkghkajgha I don't know what exactly, but you know, I'll figure out something :)))) (suggestions are greatly appreciated too hehe)

Thank you so much for feeding my domestic au. We just love a doting Naoya, don't we :') 🥹❤️ if only... Well, that's why I'm here for 🤭 still have more to come!!

Now, take care, and hope to see you soon!

[okapi8]

happy book 4 anniversary!!!

[royalarchivist]

Jaiden: Cucurucho, you have a lot of power, right?

Cucurucho: ...I don't know. Maybe.

Roier: Ah... Yes, you know, don't act like a dumbass, you have it. You have it, man. Eh?

Jaiden: Is there a way for us to protect all the Eggs? Do you know? I don't want anything to happen to the Eggs that happened to Bobby.

Cucurucho: Ha ha ha

Roier: WHAT? [Smacks Cucurucho]

Jaiden: [Bops him] Headpats.

Cucurucho: Maybe.

Jaiden: [Continues to bop him] Headpats. C'mon, I can get it out of you! Headpats! Chin scratches! Belly rubs!

Roier: [Joins Jaiden in bopping Cucurucho, chuckling and laughs]

Jaiden: Yeah? He's comin' around!

[Jaiden and Roier both laugh]

[krasytoonz]

Strawberry Ice Cream Soda-Pop or something like That!

[tacagen]

one of the things that fascinate me about thawne: yes, he CAN be normal with kids! surprisingly normal!

((not at all times, though. his mental illness still spills through and as usual he, in trying to manipulate or hurt others, spits out at them the exact stuff that would hurt him (or have in his childhood/barry's rejection interpretation) the most in the first place lmao))

but at the same time. his like second instinct when doing his bullshit is FUCK THEM (as) KIDS

(and, well. whatever this classifies as)

[anxiously-sidequesting]

This is a weird useless post but if wizard101 was ever officially animated by experienced animators well versed in body language, symbolism, and design I would be dead. Impactful animation and movement and dynamics between characters and the plot itself IS my hyperfixation

[uncanny-tranny]

Like obviously the whole "they're just doing [x] for attention!" is completely asinine because humans are social creatures who need attention to some capacity, but also... in your narrative, does everybody do things specifically for your attention? When somebody does something drastic or shocking, is it not because they're desperate for help but just because they crave your attention specifically? Does the sun rise and set at your command as well?

[hephaestuscrew]

Minkowski would be so intense about introducing Eiffel and Hera and Lovelace to any of her loved ones back on Earth. She makes the crew sit through a PowerPoint presentation on suitable topics of conversation to discuss with her mother. She gives Dominik a folder of detailed guidance about how to interact with Hera because he's never met an AI before. She asks Eiffel several days beforehand if he has decided what he's going to wear to meet her family, as though Eiffel has ever in his life put thought into an outfit more than 30 seconds before getting dressed.

She tries to control every parameter of the interaction in a way that actually makes it more uncomfortable for everyone involved. She spends the entire time sitting right on the edge of her chair, looking anxiously between each of these people she cares about, trying to tell whether they are getting on, and attempting to communicate with them individually through urgent expressions.

And of course it doesn't work. Eiffel puts his foot in his mouth. Dominik is confused and curious about all the wrong things. Minkowski dares to leave the room for a few minutes and when she comes back, her mother is showing the crew her baby photos, and Minkowski knows she'll never live this down.

[vic-does-battlecats]

Cloverfoot

[sakura-code]

Brainrot 2

Imagine if in-game, Yuma didn’t lose his memories and was rather pretending to be just another Master Detective among the WDO under his real name.

[beeholyshit]

HI BEE. I HOPE THIS IS OKAY RHEJRHSJD MWA

OMG THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL THANK YOU SO MUCH

I LOVE HOW YOU PUT THE ONES YOU WOULD TRUST TO HOLD YOUR DRINK I NEEDED TO.

[hellodahliah]

curious question:

what is your favourite club that came with get together? why is it your favorite club?

If you have created clubs yourself, what kind of club did you create?

[fearlessdevil17]

M+R Sparks Of Hope Fanfic: “A Secret Revealed”

Based on this Headcanon/little story (don’t click if you don’t want spoilers) i made for Edge, i decided to make it into a fanfic.

Also Mario is best parental figure and no one can convince me otherwise

(not good at/use to making fanfic’s, hope you don’t hate it too much)

M+R Spoilers plus Minor Spoilers for Paper Mario: TTYD, and Luigi’s Mansion. with mentions of the Mario Movie and the second upcoming SoH DLC:

As the heroes proceed to Momma’s Windmill, their path is blocked by a Darkmess tentacle. Once Beep-o analyzed its danger level, Mario and Edge agreed to take on the enemies within it themselves. With the others wishing for their safe return, the duo alongside their spark partners (Starburst and Exosphere) jumped into the Darkmess.

 It was a rough battle as the different renditions of Wildclaws nearly overwhelmed them, but the two managed to push through. With all the Magnafowl’s and Deep Freeze’s gone, the two head towards cover to catch their breath, for they couldn’t seem to find the Riptide.

“Any sign of it?” Edge asked “no, this one seems to be sneakier than the rest”, Mario said as he gripped his weapons tightly and turned to face her “keep your guard up, it’s probably trying to give us a false sense of security” Edge nodded in agreement and looked up at the two sparks that were with them “stay close” she told them.

Once they were ready, they cautiously left their cover and started to search for the riptide. They thought it would be fairly easy since their target was pretty big, but surprisingly it was a good hider, in fact it was really good at hiding that it managed to ambush Mario and Edge by revealing itself from the cover it was hiding behind once the duo were right beside it.

“LOOK OUT” Edge screamed, the two barely had time to react as the Riptide used it’s claw to break the debris it was hiding behind, with the giant pieces mainly hurtling toward Mario and Starburst. Luckily Edge managed to tackle everyone out of the way from the hurtling pieces, but let out a shriek when she felt a sharp pain in her leg.

Once on the ground, Mario immediately sat up and looked at Edge, who was laying on her stomach, struggling to get up with Exosphere looking at her with worry in his eyes.

In her perspective, she felt dizzy, her ears were ringing and her vision was starting to blur, the pain in her leg was too much to handle. She could barely make out Mario's voice asking her if she was okay.

However Mario couldn’t focus on Edge for too long as he noticed the Riptide slowly heading towards them. Mario placed a hand on Edge’s back as a way to protect her, he had to think of something fast before it was too late, he quickly scanned the area, hoping to find something that could help him while not having to leave Edge’s side. Then he found it - seeing a fully intact debris cover sitting on a cliff right above them - giving him an idea.

“STARBURST!” he called to his spark partner and waved his weapon, signalling starburst to power it up. Once he did, Mario aimed for the debris, waited for the Riptide to be above it, and fired.

Chunks of debris started raining down towards the Riptide as it was crushed underneath the huge rocks “have a taste of your own medicine” Mario thought to himself, breathing heavily.

He placed his blaster’s back in there holder’s once he knew that they were finally safe, all his focus was now turned to Edge who was now lying motionless on the ground, luckily she was still breathing. Mario saw how worried Exosphere was, and pets him as a way to reassure him. He then proceeds to place a hand on Edge’s shoulder and gently shakes her in an attempt to wake her “Edge? Are you alright? Wake up, it’s over now, we're safe.”

Edge stirs a bit and managed to open her eyes, her head wasn’t spinning anymore so she was able to see and hear clearly now. She tries to get up, but she’s only recovered enough just to move her upper body a bit, and slowly looks up to face Mario. Mario saw the look in her eyes, he could tell she was in a lot of pain. His brotherly instincts kicked in as he puts a hand on her forehand and realizes that she was running a bit of a fever, he then places both hands on her shoulders.

“Edge, you can deny this all you want, but i can tell your in a lot of pain right now, i need to check what’s wrong, i’m going to help you sit up, alright?. And don’t even think about protesting, I'm not leaving your side until I know you're okay. "Edge wanted to say that she was fine but then she remembered that she was speaking with Mario, the Hero of the Mushroom Kingdom of all people. From what she’d seen and heard throughout her journey with him and his friends, he has a huge heart of gold, he was very protective towards those he cares about - especially his brother - and whenever someone is hurt or sad, he will do what he can to make them feel better.

To think she would be one now on the receiving end of his kindness. Edge looked at Mario again, who had a very serious look in his eyes, telling her there was no point in arguing. she then turned her head to look away from Mario and swallowed her pride “alright…” she said quietly.

“Don’t be embarrassed, sometimes we all need help from others, even if you think you don’t need it” Mario reassured her, even though Edge didn’t react on the outside. 

She was however reminded of how she first met Exosphere, remembering how the little spark helped treat her wounds when he found her lying unconscious. She barely managed to escape Cursa when it sent a whole army to hunt her down and kill her.

She snapped back into reality when she felt Mario carefully help turn her to a sitting position. While helping her, Mario started scanning her body, checking for any severe injuries - and much to his horror, he found the source. Mario and the two sparks starred in horror, their eyes wide open, even Edge was shocked at the sight when she stared at what they were looking at.

There was a sharp piece of cover debris piercing through Edge's left leg, explaining the extreme pain she was feeling.

Edge cursed at herself. In her mind, she was panicking, not because there was a piece of rock in her leg, but because her blood was dripping on the ground. If Mario saw it, he would put two and two together about her origin. She tried to hide some of the blood on the ground with her leg, but she knew she wouldn't be able to hide forever considering the fact that the debris piece had her blood on it too.

She looked up at Mario, who to her relief, was mainly focussed on calming Exosphere down, who was currently panicking for seeing the injury “Exo” Edge called to him in an attempt to calm him down, only to be met with the spark rushing over to her side and hugging and lightly nuzzling her neck to comfort her.

Mario on the other hand didn’t know what to do, he didn’t even realize that he was pacing left and right asking himself what he should do. Due to his Doctor history, he knows that the debris is piercing Edge’s arteries, and they don’t have anything that could safely remove it, not even their ship has any surgical tools.

He started remembering those times where either him or Luigi got badly hurt during their adventure’s, especially when they first arrived at the Mushroom Kingdom, it was rough, but if it meant saving his brother, he would do it again in a heartbeat, he still hasn’t forgiven bowser for hurting Luigi when he was in his clutches.

The mission to get to the Windmill has completely vanished from Mario’s mind as he wonders if Momma has any medical supplies that could help with an injury like this. He took a deep breath and turned to look at Edge who was observing him the whole time. He knew she wasn't going to be happy with what he’s going to say next, but what other choice did they have?

“Alright, listen” he started “The Windmill will have to wait, we need to take you back to Momma’s garage, see if she has anything that could help us with this situation” he told Edge.

Hearing this, she scowled at him “are you kidding?! We're so close to that damn propeller and you want to head back?!”

“LOOK AT YOURSELF EDGE!” Mario yelled at her “you're in no condition to fight right now. You need medical attention.”

“Screw that, if we all head back, we’ll just be an easy target for enemies, or worse, a Spark Hunter to ambush us just like how that Riptide did. Were all heading to that Windmill now” Edge then placed her hands on the base of the sharp rock “just help me pull this out an-"

Mario quickly lunged at her “NO!” he shouted as he quickly grabbed her hands and took them off the rock. Edge has never seen Mario look so terrified.

“Look at the position it’s in” Mario pointed out “these are where your arteries are, and this debris has penetrated them. If we pull it out now, we won’t be able to stop the bleeding, one wrong move and it will be your downfall”

Mario saw Edge’s eyes widen, thinking that she was now scared about pulling it out, when in reality that’s not the case. In fact she was worried because she realizes that she can’t hide her past anymore, but due to her not being a normal Rabbid, she knew it was going to happen at some point, but she never would have thought the universe would force her to bring it up when she believed it wasn’t time yet, plus she doubted that they would even believe her if she told them, and even if they did, she's pretty sure they would leave her just like her previous friends did, or worse, try to kill her like Cursa did.

She placed a hand on her head, all these thoughts started to give her a headache, much worse due to her mild fever. 

“When we get back to the others, I'll have Rabbid Peach and Bowser take you back to Momma, alright?” Edge almost forgot that Mario was with her, realizing that she doesn't need to tell everyone just yet….if she just told Mario right?

But due to all the thoughts in her head, she wonders if this was even a good idea, she then looks at Exosphere (who knew about her past when they first met) who gives her a nod of agreement as if he can read her mind on what she’s thinking about.

She felt Mario carefully tucked his arm underneath her legs so he could carry her, it’s now or never.

“No,” she said sternly, causing Mario to stop what he’s doing. She placed a singular hand on the debris again “help me pull out the rock…please.”

Mario stood up in shock at her request, he told her what would happen if he did and she still wants to pull out the debris?! He's starting to think she’s becoming delusional from her fever.

“Edge, didn’t you hear me, we can’t pu-”

“TRUST ME!”

She interrupted him, leaving the plumber speechless. “I trusted you on what to do throughout our journey, even though you have been skeptical of me.” Mario's eyes widened “yeah, you think i didn’t notice? This time will you trust me when I say this” she looked determined now “pull out the debris.”

Mario didn’t know what to say, she was right after all, when him and his friends first met Edge, he didn’t really trust her, for all he could have known, she could have been a spy for the enemy - it didn’t really help when she walked up to Midnite back at the library like it was nothing - But eventually he did start to warm up to her when he saw how much of a big softie she was underneath that intimidating appearance of hers.

His mind was at war with himself, He wanted to trust her on this, but he worried if this is just a way for Edge to- he shivered at the second thought. He looked at Starburst who looked back, then the two looked at Edge, who had a look telling Mario that she was serious about this.

With one last deep breath, he reluctantly kneeled down and the two grabbed the rock together - the sparks decided to help too. Before he did, he turned to look at the Rabbid one last time.

“This is gonna hurt” he warned her, making her chuckle “like we haven't dealt with that before” Mario smirked a bit at her comment before the two gripped the rock tightly, counting to three, and pulled.

The pain was excruciating for Edge, her head was pounding, and the ringing in her ears came back, she even felt tears starting to form on her face. Despite having the urge to vomit, she swallowed the feeling and kept pulling. Luckily with the help of Mario and the sparks, the pain lasted about ten seconds before the rock was finally pulled out.

Both heroes are now lying down, breathing heavily for different reasons with the sparks floating above them, they were just glad it was finally over. Mario got up to look at the rock he was now holding, noticing the black substance smeared on it.

He was confused, looking closer, he immediately dropped it when he realized it was Darkmess, that’s impossible, the only thing he could think of was if the riptide cut it claws on the debris when it broke the rock, but that doesn't make sense, it’s claw didn’t even touch the debris, plus he did notice that no rock had Darkmess on them when they we're hurtling towards him.

The only explanation was that it would have come from…..

Edge?

Mario froze, his eyes widened in realization, he immediately looked back at Edge who was now in a sitting position, looking at her leg wound.

That was sealing up on its own, leaving a huge gash.

Mario stepped back in complete and utter disbelief, his theory was correct. while he saw regular blood on Edge’s body, the fresh blood that dripped off her leg and onto the ground converted to Darkmess, he looked over to the tears streaks on her face, only they weren't regular tears either, it was also Darkmess.

 Mario couldn’t believe what he was seeing, he knew Edge wasn’t like any other Rabbids they've met, but to think that she had a connection with Cursa somehow. He should have seen this coming, with all the times she told them about the spark hunters, and the incident back at the place library, his mind constantly told him that Edge was hiding something but he didn’t want to pressure her into telling. unless it was urgent, he won’t ever do that to anyone if they weren't ready, even if they were hiding something.

But now that he is here in this situation, he has so many questions to ask now.

“Go ahead….” Edge’s voice interrupted his thoughts when he saw her now looking at him, completely exhausted “ask whatever, when your done, we’ll get out of your guys hair now, just tell the other’s that Exo and i didn’t make it, i’d rather not face them like this” she said as she used one arm to hug her legs, and the other arm holding her head, utterly tired and defeated with Exosphere laying in her hair to comfort her.

Mario was confused by what she was saying, was she really thinking that they were going to leave her behind because of something like this, he face softened at the sight of her, no one has ever seen her like this. Looking like a scared child about to receive a horrendous punishment from their parents, not to mention, the exhausted look on her face, it reminded Mario of when Luigi first rescued him from king boo, how exhausted he looked when he rushed to tightly hug him on that day. 

He starts to remember people he has met throughout his adventures in a vulnerable state like Edge, she probably hates being in this state he thought. whenever he see’s someone like this, he always listens to their problems and does what he can to help them through it.

And well.....who’s to say he has stopped?

Despite wanting answers, his kindness will always get the better of him.

He walked over to Edge and carefully picked her up bridal style, being mindful of her leg. Edge flinched at his touch since she didn’t expect this at all and Exosphere flew off her head and began to follow Mario.

“what are you-” she couldn’t even finished her sentence when Mario gently placed her in front of a wall, allowing her back to rest on it “the question’s can wait”, Mario said as he pulled out some gauze and bandages from his pockets and began to wrap her leg “try not to move much” 

Edge gritted her teeth at the feeling of the gauze touching her skin, but at least it wasn’t bad, she was surprised however seeing that Mario had these items “you keep bandages with you?” she asked, causing Mario to smirk at her “well when you go on constant adventures, you tend to get hurt, a lot” he chuckled “you should have seen my brother and i on our very first journey, we were an absolute mess.”

Edge was surprised at how calm Mario was in this situation, he saw the Darkmess she had within her, and yet he chose to still help her? even going as far as to tell her a bit about himself as a way to cheer her up a bit, it all felt so bizarre. 

“There” Mario said as he just finished bandaging Edge’s leg “your pretty good at bandaging” she noticed “well i did a few classes on becoming a doctor when i was younger, didn’t really interest me much, but it was a big help in my life” Mario then rested his back on the wall right beside the Rabbid.

“How are you feeling, your fever’s not getting worse is it?” he said concerningly, Edge place a hand on her head “no, it finally died down. Better than before I guess, "she answered. 

Mario felt something rummaging in his pocket, he looked over and see’s Starburst come out of his pocket with a Starbit in his hands, flying towards Edge and handing her the gift. Although she appreciated the gift, Edge was pretty confused as to why Starburst would give this to her.

“Have you ever tried a Starbit before?” Mario asked, she shook her head “it’s not just our little star friends that can eat them, some Lumas gave me some when i was in a tight spot trying to save peach. from what i remember, they taste a lot like honey” Edge looks back at the Starbit “go ahead, try it, i bet it’ll make that fever go away”

Looking at the Starbit she gripped in her hand, she slowly started to nibble at it. a small smile formed on her face when the flavour hit her tongue, she wasn’t sure what honey tasted like, but if this is what it meant to be, it was delicious.

Edge was still processing everything that just happen, making her start to remember that she was here all because of a near death experience, all of her memories began swirling in her head - from when she first opened her eyes seeing nothing but Cursa looking at her - to trying to escape the many enemies chasing her - to meeting Exosphere for the first time - and finally meeting Mario and the gang back at the temple.

Her smile began to frown, bringing the Starbit to her lap, and lowered her head “why?...” she said just barely enough for Mario to hear her “huh?” Mario looked at her with concern, “why are you so calm about this?” Edge looked back at him “you saw that Darkmess lives within me, you know that i’m connected to Cursa, and yet you still allow me to stay in your group….why? For all you could have known i could have been a spy”

Mario smiled at her “i thought the same thing when i first met you'' Edge was surprised at that “anyway, i always suspected that you had some kind of connection to Cursa, especially that little interaction with Midnite, and that you knew Bedrock’s name.” he then smirked “plus i’ve been through way more bizarre things on my own journeys, so with something like this is pretty much almost an everyday for me” he said, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

But Edge didn’t even crack a smile, she just listened to him talking while hunched over, staring at the Starbit she was holding, rubbing it gently with her thumb. Seeing this, Mario frowned, he could tell something was on Edge’s mind.

“You could have confronted me about my relationship with Midnite while we were heading to palette prime, why didn’t you?” she asked.

“Two things: one is that despite my skepticism, i could tell where your heart was at that time, and two, i left it out because i thought you’d grow defensive if i asked about it, so when you grew agitated when Beep-o confronted you about knowing Bedrock and Midnite, well i was correct…..speaking of which”

Edge's ears perked at those words “are you okay with answering those questions i’m meaning to ask?” She took a quick glance at Mario, before looking back at the Starbit and slowly nodded her head.

Mario rested his head on the wall, stared up at the sky, and began “in Jeanie’s documentaries, Cursa’s creations were made by combining objects and Rabbid DNA, but about you, it’s clear to me that you were combined with something different just like the Spark Hunters were.” 

He turned his gaze towards her “tell me Edge……are you a Spark Hunter? Edge sighed annoyingly “i was, for a while” she rested both her head and back on the wall “not just that, but i was also the leader, alongside-”

She stopped herself, being noticed by Mario

“-Someone else” she said quickly, looking at her blade (that was still on the ground where she got hurt) “when i first got my hands on my blade, i knew my mission was clear”

Despite Mario wanting to know who the other leader was, he could tell she didn’t want to talk about them, so he let it go

“What made you leave?” He asked, “Cursa gave me too much free will, I was able to think on my own and realized that what I was doing was wrong. I tried to bring the others to my side, instead it completely backfired, and when Cursa found out, it sent an army of it’s minions to kill me”

Mario eyes widened

“I barely managed to escape with my life, but at least i got to met Exo after that” she continued, placing the Starbit in her pocket as Exosphere flew close enough for Edge to pet his head “i didn’t say anything because i thought it wasn’t really important. I knew at some point I had to tell you guys, I didn't just appear out of nowhere after all. but I didn't think you’d believe me, and even if you did, you'd probably try to kill me too, so when Beep-o confronted me, I froze, unable to chose my words without it sounding suspicious.”

Mario looked horrified, she really thought they would kill her if they found out where she came from, a knot formed in his stomach as he swallowed the urge to gag at the thought, thankfully Starburst was able to comfort him. 

“Sorry” Edge interrupted Mario’s thought, he looked over to the Rabbid who was just petting Exosphere. Mario’s face is saddened at her, at least he now knows how Edge feels, she literally risked her own safety by joining a group she met, thinking they were going to kill her if they found out the truth about her just to rescue sparks from Cursa.

Edge surely is such a unique Rabbid.

Mario placed a hand on Edge’s shoulder, causing her to look up at him “don’t apologize, i appreciate you telling me this, now that i know what you've been through, i understand why you never said anything” he then grabbed both her shoulders and gave them a reassuring squeeze.

“But i’m here to tell you that my group and i are NOT like Cursa, sure we’d be surprised, but we would NEVER do something like that, and i’m certain that the others would say the same thing if they were here right now.”

Edge stared at the plumber with wide eyes in utter disbelief, but judging by the look on Mario's face, he wasn’t bluffing. She smiled a little “You didn’t answer my question” she said. Mario let go of her shoulders, looking confused

“Huh?"

"Earlier, I asked that even though you now know what I am, why are you letting me stay in your group rather than casting me out?” she was right he didn’t answer that question, he looked at her with seriousness written across his face, but with a little smile to go with it 

“Because i know people like you” Edge looked surprised “a friend of mine who I met many adventures ago, also had a connection to a person I had to pursue in order to save the world, her name was Vivian, and from what I remember, she was something called a shadow siren."

"How did you two meet?" Edge asked 

"Well it started off a bit rocky, when I first met her, I had to fight her along with her older sisters since I was in pursuit of their queen, but the second time we met, she didn't recognize me because someone stole my body, impersonating me, but I helped her out with something important, and in exchange, she helped me get my body back. turns out I was the only person who ever showed her kindness, her sisters weren't so nice to her, probably because she was a bit "different" compared to them. Anyway, when Vivian found out I was the person she helped, she decided to came with me and the group of friends I was with at that time. despite not wanting to leave her sisters" 

Edge was intrigued, she found it quite interesting that Mario met someone who was once on the villain side before her, it makes her wonder how many adventures he's really been on "where is Vivian now? She asked

"Well, after i defeated the shadow queen, she made amends with her sisters, and the three now are living at their home quietly" 

Mario suddenly made a realization "now that I think about it, you two seem have something in common, maybe one day I can introduce you to her" 

Edge thought about the words Mario said, Vivian made amends her sisters even after the way they treated her. This made Edge hopeful that someday she can make amends with the other spark hunters and maybe even….make amends with her- 

She stopped her thought

Remembering that Mario mentioned he was with another group of friends at that time, she thought to herself, did they accepted Vivian for who she was, Edge needed to know 

“Mario, you mention that you were with another group of friends at that time that isn’t ours. Tell me, did those friends of yours accept Vivian?” Mario was a bit confused about the question but he answered anyway 

“Well, they were a bit unsure of her at first, but when i told them that she helped me out, they eventually warmed up to her, why do you ask?” Edge said nothing, all she did was look away gripping her arm tightly. Seeing Edge's stance, Mario realized why she asked that question “Edge?” he spoke calmly. 

“Are you…..scared to tell the others?” 

Edge growled to herself, she hated being scared, let alone show fear. She placed a hand on her head and sighed “more like…not ready”

She stared straight ahead with Mario listening patiently “the only reason i told you was so i wouldn’t have to face them like this, i thought maybe you could tell them….after you’d leave me behind…” 

Mario’s face saddened “but since that’s not happening, i just don’t feel ready to tell anyone else yet” she chuckled emotionlessly “to think the universe decided to put me in a situation like this huh?” 

Mario heard the crack in her voice, to him she looked so vulnerable as she hugged her bandaged leg while grabbing at her hair, eyes shut tightly, he could tell she was trying so hard not to cry, he thought to himself if Cursa can traumatize her like this, imagine how the other Sparks Hunters are feeling right now.

A chill ran down his spine by just thinking about it, even Bowser wouldn’t kill his minions if they screwed up, Cursa was truly ruthless. 

He moved closer, shifting himself so that he’s now sitting on his knees, he gently grabbed at her arm, feeling her flinch a bit, he stroked her scarred fur with his thumb to calm her down. 

“Edge…we can’t predict our outcomes, no one can, but you know what i tell my brother, whenever he gets overwhelmed” Edge looked over to Mario “i tell him to take a deep breath, and to take one step at a time. There are times where his anxiety got the better of him, so we always take it slow, and if that doesn't work, staying by his side while i lead the way helps him feel better too” 

He then grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently “i want you to feel the same way, you don’t have to hide anything anymore, but if your not ready, then just go one step at a time, don’t think about it too much right now okay. you’ll know when you're ready” 

Mario smiled at Edge, causing her to smile back “thanks” she said. Mario was glad that he was able to cheer Edge up a bit, but he wanted to make sure she was 100% better before they rejoined the others.

“There is one more thing I would do in order to help my brother feel better, but I would like to ask for your permission, will you be okay with it?” he said as he spread his arms open a little, letting edge know what he meant. but edge didn’t understand why he needed permission, not even his stance gave it away, she was genuinely confused. 

But she trusted Mario, there was no suspicion in his voice at all “uh….sure i guess” she said with a nod. 

With permission granted, Mario wrapped his arms around her. Edge tensed when Mario pulled her closer to him, at first she didn’t know what he was doing, starting to regret her decision. 

It wasn’t until her body made contact with his, was when she realized what he was doing: he pulled her into a hug. 

Mario felt how tense Edge was, her reaction wasn’t surprising to him, the poor Rabbid has never been hugged by anyone before (with the exception of Exosphere). though he probably should have also given her a bit more of a heads up before making his move. 

“You’ll get used to it the more you spend time with us” he told her with a smile. Edge relaxed a bit now that she’s finally processed what happened, she was still unsure of the hug, but all of her negative thoughts were washed away by the sheer kindness she was receiving. 

She smiled, resting her head on Mario's shoulder while gripping his arm sleeve. Mario looked up at the two sparks floating in the air, now smiling at the sight, it’s nice that Exosphere has finally calmed down as well.

“Alright” Mario said as he broke away from the hug and stood up “we stayed in here for far too long, we should head back before we get an earful" 

"might be a little too late for that” Edge smirked as she stood up.

Mario rolled his eyes "yeah, just wait till you hear one of peach's lectures.” Edge raised an eyebrow "come on" Mario said as he lead the way 

But as Edge walked forward to get her sword, the pain in her injured leg came back to her (luckily it wasn't as bad as it was before), she gritted her teeth and kneeled down off of it, catching Mario's attention. 

"What's wrong? Are you still hurt?" He knelt down to her level looking at her leg "I'm fine, just give me a minute alright" Edge reassured him, slowly standing up again 

"I thought your blood healed the injury" he said as he helped her up 

"It did, but only if it's life threatening. any other normal would be ignored, anything else like arteries or severed limbs would be immediately attended to"

 She sighed "if it was more serious, it would take hours to heal" she started to walk slowly, trying to ignore the pain "I'll just walk it off and it should stop hurting soon". 

Mario wasn't amused with what Edge said, it reminded him of when Luigi would try to hide injuries from him, and due to him constantly seeing through his brothers lies to the point where Luigi finally stopped since he knew there was no point, Mario knew that Edge was pretending to be fine, even after their little heartfelt conversation, she was still stubborn as ever. 

Edge was just about to reach for her sword, but she was caught off guard when Mario grabbed her sides and lifted her off the ground 

“WHA- HEY!” she flinches, not having the time to react when the plumber manages to lift her over his head, and onto his back. Once she was adjusted onto his back, Mario reached over to grab her blade and headed to the exit. 

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT!” Edge shouted in his ear, gripping his sleeves so she won’t fall off, not that she will since Mario has a good grip.

Mario, completely unfazed at her shouting, laughed at her reaction “do you know how many times my brother tried to walk off an injury without alerting me, guess how many times he failed hiding it” he said with a smirk 

“What, i’m not hiding anything, just put me down and let me walk” Edge protested, trying to get out of Mario’s grasp. 

“Yeah that’s not happening” Mario said, happy that Edge was starting to act like her old self again “your arteries may have healed, but you still have a gash that needs to be taken care of” 

Even though he couldn’t see Edge roll her eyes and knock her head on his shoulder, he could tell she was clearly annoyed 

“Relax” he said with a chuckle “it’s not that serious now, i’ll have Rabbid Peach heal it for ya, and you’ll be back on your feet in no time” Edge raised her head in surprise “hold on” she protested “don’t you think that would be a waste of her magic, i mean, she needs it for the battle field in case anyone needs it more than i do right?” 

Mario looked over his shoulder to Edge and gave her a sad but reassuring smile “Edge, nothing can tucker her out, do know many instagram posts she makes everyday'' he said being a bit humorous “anyway, knowing her, she won’t think it’s a waste, if it meant to heal someone she cares for” Edge widened her eyes in surprise at Mario’s response 

“Your one of us now Edge, your not alone anymore, everyone cares about you, you have grown on us throughout our journey together. When it’s over, you’ll come with us back to the mushroom kingdom, You’ll still have a lot to learn, along with people you’ll meet, but we're here to help you with that, and When it’s time to reveal the truth about you, they won’t judge you, i promise, your part of our group - no - your part of our little family now. I hope you can accept that, cause we're not going to be leaving your side anytime soon” 

Edge huffed a laugh, but remained speechless, never in a million years would she thought she’d be surrounded by people that would take her in. From the moment she was first created, all she was ever taught was how to be a leader, how to fight, how to capture sparks, and how to be a killing machine. 

Cursa made her believe that the world would be against her if she didn’t obey, so when she became self aware, she believed it for a while, until she finally realized that wasn’t the case. 

She felt Exosphere nestle himself in her hair, nuzzling it in the process, a smile formed on her face, while her rebellion against Cursa started awful, she wouldn’t have met Exosphere if she didn’t, the little spark was the first to ever show her kindness, something that motivated Edge to recuse the sparks, even if she died trying. 

She doesn't regret her decision, she never will, though she never expected it to lead her to where she is now. 

Her body started to relax, adrenaline vanishing instantly, letting go of Mario’s sleeves and resting her chin and arms on his shoulders, it felt nice to relax and not be on guard 24/7. 

Seeing how her forearms are slightly wrapped around Mario’s neck, Edge grabbed her forearm, attempting her own hug. She's not used to hugging people who are bigger than her, but it wouldn’t hurt to at least try. Closing her eyes, she muttered a small “thank you” under her breath. 

Though it was just loud enough for Mario to hear, causing his smile to grow wider, what he saw today wasn’t Edge, but rather a girl full of trauma who believed that the world was after her just for deciding for herself. It reminds him of when him and Luigi first came to the mushroom kingdom, how traumatized they were when their fight with bowser was over and the brothers finally reunited, mainly because they were scared of losing each other. 

If anything they could have left there and then if they wanted to, nothing was keeping them there after all. But after recovering from the whole ordeal with the help of peach and her people, they realized that they have found a family within the kingdom, they still visit their birthplace from time to time, but they truly felt like they were home. 

While they still tend to be traumatized throughout their adventures, it was never as bad as their first time, but when it is, the brothers always help each other through it. They were never mostly afraid since then. 

Now he will show someone who experienced something similar that she now has people she will soon consider a family, hopefully one day she can make amends with her old friends, but for now, once Cursa is defeated, they will take the time to help Edge adjust living in the mushroom kingdom just like how the brothers have. 

Looking back at Edge, who clearly looked relaxed, Mario was happy with his thoughts, knowing she was in safe hands, she’ll be just fine. 

As he hopped out of the Darkmess puddle - which disintegrated after they were out - he was seconds later surrounded by their friends, who were berating him with questions, he knew they weren’t going to avoid the lectures. 

Edge wasn’t really paying attention to the other’s voices, but she could tell how worried they were. Mario was right, she did have a lot more to learn, but perhaps maybe she can start by getting used to this new family she now has.

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I finally saw the mean girls musical (the movie one) I have so many fucking thoughts oh my god