#I should do a post Luigi lovers

[dragon-fly34]

Well, if people ship Peachauline or daisylina, I ship syrerelda and I really love them together! And Wario is besties from this lesbians

[cherryfennec]

'Lovers, brothers, killers.'

Aka the "Bad End Trio", [REDESIGN]

aka firefly vs gothic lady vs homeless man

I know there's no way for them to ever canonically interact so it's a good thing I'm an artist and can just

I should probably mention that my Paper Mario and TTYD knowledge consists of:

Paper Mario: the opening cutscene, the vulture fight you can skip by saying you're Luigi, Parakarry, Luigi's diary, the name Goombario, Star Spirits(?), Kammy

TTYD: Hooktail, Luigi's Adventure, the look of the final fight, Koops, Doo_liss, Peach talks to a computer, Vivian, Bowser's there (???)

With that being said, In the theoretical scenario where they met though I'd say:

SQ Peach would have Bowser wrapped around her little finger, it didn't need much convincing he's just like that.

Bowser would try to imitate the smoke from Peaches cigarette to try to impress her, making rings and stuff.

While she doesn't care about these antics she'll sometimes show fake gratitude so he doesn't turn against her. It's good to have allies, especially above average ones.

In the beginning they both thought the little guy was pathetic and while Bowser stayed in his egoistic mindset Peach soon realised that while she could beat The Koopa King, she would not win in a fight with CH Luigi. After that realisation her attitude towards him didn't change (not to raise suspicion) but she knows to keep distance just in case.

At some point she might've tried to manipulate him to her side as well but while he does look silly he isn't stupid.

One day Luigi will be friendly and jolly, the other cunning and mischievous. It's tough having two personalities. Same with Peach, power hungry and egoistic yet dainty and a flower fan. Bowser's the only one who is just plainly a brute with short temper that will do anything to get his way.

In summary: Bowser only wants Peaches attention (thinks he can gain it with power) and doesn't care about the runt unless he annoys him, SQ Peach knows that Bowser will do anything for her and takes advantage of it while also trying her best to play around the other nuisance to her benefit, CH Luigi does whatever he wants because he knows they cant do anything to stop him in the end and Mario is living his fever dream.

I could probably think of more ideas but then this post would be much, much longer. So yeah I redesigned them slightly for funsies and while working on the art I've also came up with some dynamics that I wanted to share. It's a little different from my usual stuff ,as I mostly try to stay relatively close to the canon, but I had fun with coming up with these!

[celestialpaperhaze]

Dimentio Analysis

My thoughts on this Dimentio post, recently shared with me by @iukasylvie! The post: https://altermentality.wordpress.com/2016/02/10/flair-for-the-dramatic/.

! CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SUPER PAPER MARIO !

Okay before I address the article, I should establish my own Dimentio headcanons. I see our silly jester as a sociopath, in that he can't feel love in the same way as other people. Like Bleck, he has a void inside of him, but Dimentio fills it by feeding off of others. Basically, he likes playing around and taunting people because of how emotionally reactive they are, it's how he fills himself up. Mimi's his favorite to mess around with because she's VERY reactive. As for why he wants his own world: he wants to put on a show. The whole of existence, dedicated to entertaining him. The only characters I can liken this to are the Celestial Toymaker (DW) and the Collector (TOH).

Now first off, the article references SPM in the context of "commedia dell'arte", which was a form of theater in Italy during the Renaissance. This form of theater had three types of characters: innamorati (the star-crossed lovers), vecchi (the powerful elders of society), and zanni (the clowns). The common plot of these plays? Two young lovers, hindered by the elders, who end up turning to the zanni to reach a happy ending.

Of course, Dimentio is a zanni character type. He may not help the Count reach his happy ending directly, but his actions do lead to the wedding with Tippi so, in a sense, this does fit the archetype. And of course, I don't have to tell you who the innamorati characters are. Anyone who knows a lick about Shakespeare probably already knows the love story of Blumiere and Timpani uses a pretty strong "forbidden love" trope, but it's interesting to see this somewhat supported by other forms of theater arts! To say Nintendo and Intelligent Systems had commedia dell'arte in mind when writing SPM's story would be a stretch, but it's always cool to see some elements match across different eras and types of storytelling.

Moving on, does Dimentio care about the other minions? The article eventually concludes that yes, he must, because how could you live in a castle with four other people and not grow to love them? My headcanon lines up with this pretty well--after all, Dimentio words the Count's lie about creating a new world as a "betrayal", and a betrayal facilitates caring enough to trust someone in the first place (points at Olly's entire arc with Olivia in The New Void). But Dimentio doesn't know *how* to love, and his version of "care" is different. He likes having the others around, but as players in his game, as entertainment. That's how he sees it. He fixates on them specifically for a reason he'd never care to explain.

New Void Spoilers Below.

You could say he fixates on Luigi, too, which might seem strange when they had far less time together. Shipping aside, I think canonically Dimentio fixes on Luigi because he's the key to everything, he's a highly valuable asset and Dimentio knows it. In the New Void, this isn't exactly the case. Dimentio doesn't have anything to gain by making Luigi suffer, it's just pure fun. Sure, he COULD torment some Shaydes or D-Men instead, but they're dead and they're boring. Dimentio's also been in the Underwhere for...awhile, and Luigi is a familiar face. In his own way, Dimentio's been a little lonely. It's just that, his way of acting on this feeling is to turn it into a game of psychological warfare...

New Void Spoilers End.

Overall, the strongest part of the article is the description of Dimentio's ideal world. Don't get me wrong, I'm a big fan of darkmarxsoul's Chaos Trilogy, but this depiction of Dimentio's universe might be the best I've ever seen. “Dimentio’s goal is to maximize the amount of drama in the universe…a world with the dials of mortal anguish and despair and even joy set to maximum volume, and the banishment of the mundane. A world where he pulls all the strings to ensure this happens. The Ultimate Show.” Chilling! It's like Bill Cipher's whole Weirdmageddon deal, except rather than maximizing weirdness, DImentio would be maximizing drama, flair, and theatrics. All the world's a stage, and whatnot.

I LOVE this idea for a world of his so much that it's a wonder I haven't started writing fics centered around it already! All these new people living what they think are just ordinary lives, not knowing that it's all being orchestrated by a being that craves mere entertainment. Life as a musical, maybe a comedy tomorrow, or maybe a tragedy next week--all because Dimentio wants it to be. I mean, that's absolutely horrifying when you think about it! Enough for a brief existential crisis maybe! But it's also very cool >:)

In summary: what do we think about Dimentio? I think he's a sociopath who doesn't understand love but desperately wants to be entertained. The article's description of Dimentio's ideal world is scarily accurate and also has a LOT of fanfic potential. Dimentio himself is fun and silly, but also dangerous and probably not someone you'd want to interact with in real life.

As this is my opinion/interpretation, I'm too biased to say whether or not this aligns well with canon. But what do you think? Do you think this all fits Dimentio perfectly, or do you have other thoughts?

[peaches2217]

how would the bros' royal lovers feel about their post-partum bodies? of course, we all know they'd find peach/peas to still be beautiful no matter what, but would there be a level of self-consciousness there? this is the most wholesome stuff and you're giving me fictional baby fever, too!

Anon, I am so glad you asked! (And welcome to the club! 🥳)

TW: Body dysmorphia and related topics

Peasley doesn’t care. He knows he’s hot shit, no matter what he looks like. He’d dramatically strip naked for Luigi and say some shit like “Behold! This is the body which grew and nurtured our child, divinity itself!” and Luigi would be like “Hell yeah :D ” If anything, Luigi might end up worrying about his own appearance, since he’s normally so well-groomed; he’d lament that his hair and mustache look untidy because he’s just too tired from late nights with the baby to put as much thought as normal into his appearance, and Peasley would assure him that he’s just as handsome now as always.

“I don’t look quite the same as I did this time last year either, you know,” says the guy who, objectively speaking, looks way worse for the wear, “yet I’m still the physical embodiment of perfection. You’re no different, my love.” Luigi is one of the few people Peasley thinks of more highly than himself; there’s very little room for bodily insecurity. 😂

Peach is another story. I headcanon that she has insecurities regarding her body image, though it’s less to do with maintaining a certain physique and more to do with wanting to be healthy and physically capable (y’know that long-ass fic I keep talking about that I’ve got in the works? That’ll be one of the topics it touches on!). She does get self-conscious about her body sometimes during pregnancy, but it’s easily rectified with love and reassurances! Postpartum… not so much.

For whatever reason, the last month of her pregnancy takes a lot out of her, more so than expected, and it takes a few months to really gain her strength and energy back. She spends several weeks more or less confined to her chambers because she’s so frail, and when she tries to go for walks to get some fresh air and exercise, she gets winded and has to go back inside in like half an hour’s time. And by Toadessa’s assessment, there’s nothing they can really do to expedite the healing process — she’s doing everything right and is perfectly healthy otherwise. Some people just take longer to bounce back, and that process is complicated by the energy and resources needed to care for a newborn. The best she can do is rest.

And her frustration with her slow healing process ends up manifesting as frustration with her body as a whole. Like most people postpartum, she’s dealing with extra weight and stretched and sagging skin, and that coupled with the exhaustion of a new parent makes her feel like she’s some sluggish, disgusting creature that’s loathsome to even look at. She keeps expecting to see some sign of it reflected in Mario’s face, a look of pity or maybe even disgust that confirms her suspicions.

It should go without saying that that never happens. Mario knows how she feels, because this has happened before in another context (enter my long-ass wip!), and he knows “You’re still beautiful and perfect and I love you and (respectfully) want you to suffocate me between your thighs” ain’t gonna cut it when she feels so intensely about her body. So what’s a guy to do? Well, he knows it’s less about her physique and more about her vitality, so he helps her in regaining it.

He finds energizing exercises that are postpartum friendly for her to try and then does them with her, or he’ll join her for her walks, or anything else that will naturally build her back up, because she’s much less apt to get discouraged and call it quits when he’s there. It doesn’t matter how much physical activity actually gets done or if they spend more time taking breaks than actually moving. He gets her laughing and talking and thinking about things other than how inadequate she feels, and he makes sure she only pushes herself as far as she can reasonably go, and by the time Peach willfully puts an end to their routines, she already feels a thousand times better. When she feeds and rocks their baby, she spends less time staring in disdain at her figure and questioning how well she can raise a child if she can’t even take care of herself and more time reveling in the joys of motherhood, feeling on top of the world once more, and it’s a welcome change for all involved.

But above all, Mario makes it clear that, whether she becomes the buffest MILF on the planet or whether she wakes up tomorrow and decides she’s perfectly happy with where she’s at right now, he’s going to think she’s beautiful. He doesn’t care what she looks like so long as she’s happy with herself.

“You think my stomach’s finally getting a little flatter?” she asks one night, contentedly flustered beneath his touch.

“I think you look more confident than you ever have,” he tells her.

“You’re dodging the question, Mario.”

“Nope!” He kisses the tip of her nose. “Just focusing on what really matters.”

With time, Peach comes to agree with his sentiment.

[iholli]

👑 Holli / Rat • 24+ • any pronouns • ficto ace • artist, gamer, rat lover, selfshipper • so show me the sea, and I'll take you to Mars

🐀 heya! name's Holli but you can call me Rat, or whatever else you fancy :] I'm here to post about rats and the beach and cry about whatever fandom [or character] my singular braincell is currently most attached to. nice to meet you!

🎨 commissions are open! art tag: #ratkingdraws

⚠️ pro fiction / anti censorship space;

I'm personally uncomfortable with the majority of problematic content, but I believe people have the right to do whatever they want in fiction and I don't think they should be harassed for it. your ship is not my ship and that's okay. if you don't like something, block and move on, please. I'm an adult with better things to do. tag filter: #ratkingdiscourse

🌊 twice daily scheduled ocean posting;

#happy place 💙 / #oceancore • until the day they become my own posts.

💖 selfship posting;

#heart of mars • Rat King & J'onn J'onzz • DCAU / JLTAS / JLU • married

not comfortable sharing with canon but selfshippers are fine!

playlist 🌌🐀

×××

#it's a rat room blitz! • RTE-09 & Blitzwing • Transformers Animated / Bumblebee 2018

sharing is fine, just don't call him Blitzy to my face [/hj referencing the show]

playlist ✈️🚀

💖 other selfships [sharing okay];

#💜💖💙 • Rat King, Donatello Hamato, & Leonardo Hamato • ROTTMNT

playlist 🐢🐀

#ratstatic • Rat King & Vox • Hazbin Hotel

playlist 📺👑

#king of hearts • Mutant!Rat & Remy "Gambit" LeBeau • X-Men '97

#PREDATOR/PREY • Wastelander Rat & Megalo Don • Fortnite • qpp

playlist 🦈🐀 [cover photo]

• Remy isn't a primary selfship & I more often ship him with Montague [Fortnite]; he may be removed from the list at some point, but I'm still very fond of him 💖

✨ most common fandoms;

DC: DCAU fanatic / GLTAS always / The Suicide Squad / MAWS / hopeful for the future of DC

Fortnite: joined C5S1 / Montague, Artemis, Hades, Megalo Don supremacy / more active on Twitter @ R47K1NGG4M3S / always looking for new friends, add me on Epic @ R47K1NGG4M3S :]

ROTTMNT: hi I love found family. and Leotello. but mostly found family. unpause ROTTMNT.

Marioverse / Luigi's Mansion: Luigi, King Boo, & Bowser fan / successfully played or own all the Luigi's Mansion games [including the arcade cabinet]!

Invader Zim: ZaDr my otp always / Almighty Tallest apologist / where the lore all started...

Hellaverse: Hazbin Hotel my beloved / RadioStatic / Helluva Boss is also cool. ily Queen Bee

MCU: less frequent here / forever a soft spot for Loki / Octogoblin / Spider-Verse / Team Cap

🌊 I don't bite, I'm just here to vibe & I like making friends :] please feel free to talk to me about anything! I love getting asks about my interests and selfships [or YOUR interests and selfships] or just to chat, and you can always ask for my Discord!

⚠️ AI & NFT will not be tolerated in any capacity; I spam report any accounts posting AI art, and I will block anyone using AI chat bots including ChatGPT & c.AI; I do not make exceptions. AI is art theft, including writing, full stop. block me now if that's an issue.

🚫 I don't care for NSFW content and will not post it. occasionally funny jokes will be reblogged but you can tag filter: #suggestive / #nsfw

🔪 I do like candygore though-- there may be the occasional bloody / gorey post though heavy realistic gore also makes me uncomfortable! tag filter: #blood tw or #gore tw

💖 that's all for now! thanks for stopping by :] don't forget to take some chill tunes with you!

[stardusttshowers]

*heelys in a few days late with a smoothie* hi can i get uhhhh 6, 25, and 13 specifically abt dim (dunk him into a lake do it do it >:3)

heck yeah!!! >:3 never too late for salt!!

6. Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?

OH this is a good one!! going into the spm fandom for this one but i can name one pairing i think!! that pairing is d*mentio/nastasia!

i didn’t used to like it before because i had no idea how they would work out and the portrayals i saw felt out of character compared to their game selves; but my spm fandom friends changed that!!

while that pairing isn’t one i tend to ship myself, seeing my friends in the spm fandom explore their dynamic in a “rivals and lovers” way made it all the more interesting and absolutely delicious; and now i enjoy seeing the d*mentio/nastasia ship! and thinking about their potential sometimes >:3

25. How would you end XXX/Would you change the ending of XXX?

this question made me think a lot!!

there is one ending to a certain show i watched that infuriates me really bad; but it’s mainly because I watched it for specific themes and things it pitched… that didn’t come through in the final execution? i really dont want to invite its fans to my post so i shan’t say what it is but that ending was really unsatisfying and frustrating to me and not for ship-related reasons, and id definitely change that!! the main character got the short end of the stick and I really don’t like that :(

I guess an ending that also infuriates me really bad that I can talk about is the ending to pokem*n ultra sun/ultra moon!! ive never played this iteration (only played the originals) so shoutout to my friend luke for giving me the gist but i would change SO much about it!!

they did lillie’s whole story so dirty here!! and instead of having her go off to kanto like the originals did, they made gladion leave for kanto!! they made her mother lusam*ne, who in the originals was an amazing villain and awful mother; into an anti-hero and the people in the games called her a great person - and SHE STILL HAD THE FROZEN POKEMON RIGHT THERE!!

the ultra games had cool fun concepts with necrozema and rainbow rocket, but yet they shafted lillie’s whole arc and story, something that gave the originals heart and warmth for these concepts they put in the ultra games. i guess id say keep lillie’s story like it was in the originals but find some way to integrate all that stuff into the postgame or in a way that doesn’t interfere with her story

13. Unpopular opinion about XXX character?

HEHEHEHEH TIME TO DIMMADUNK >:3

i have so many unpopular opinions on this clown and i’ll try to keep them concise because this post is getting Long as im full of salt today but here’s my top three!

- regarding the popularly theorized backstory: if you agree with this theory and have it as your d*mentio’s backstory that is okay, the different takes are interesting!! but my unpopular opinion is that.. to me; he’s literally just some dude. i never really connected the dots to that master magician story being d*mentio’s backstory in the game; and ended up making my own for my headcanons!! he is just some dude who happens to be a magician to me

- regarding d*mentio hurting nastasia at the end of the game: idk how common this opinion is but ive seen it around a few times where people have said that he hurt nassy intentionally and they think that’s why a ship with them together would be considered bad. my unpopular opinion is that he didn’t intentionally hurt nassy and make her fall unconscious! he aimed that bullet for the count, but nastasia took it.

yes, he hurt her and laughed at her “adorably hopeless gesture”!!! but it wasn’t his intention! it was meant for the count!! now what was intentional was d*mentio putting a floro sprout in o’chunks and luigi’s minds.

- ships with d*mentio: my unpopular opinions are that i don’t think that all ships involving d*mentio are bad!! i feel like he should be able to love somebody like everyone else can. but they’ve really gotta be written right to really hit with me i think, and a lot of the more wholesomely written d*mentio ships don’t really do it?? like.. he’s a messy person and does some deranged stuff; I feel like those ships can get messy and interesting if done right; which there’s a lack of that I think.

also this post got long, but I still wanted to link this!! salt ask meme here if you want to hear more salt!

[flovey-dovey]

Spoilers! But I had Thoughts and had to share them!

SO!

Post-movie Luigi visiting Bowser in the birdcage and helping Bowser overcome his unrequited feelings for Peach unintentionally or otherwise and generally hanging out every now and then because a) he can’t really hurt him that much and b) even though Bowser’s a villain he can’t help but feel bad for him and wants to keep him company, and c) he likes feeling brave and Bowser is actually very intelligent and interesting. In all this, Luigi unintentionally makes Bowser develop feelings for him 💖

BUT DOES LUIGI LOVE HIM BACK???? I mean, obviously, eventually, but he hadn’t thought about it. At least not right away. Perhaps in defending his honor a little tiny bit when either Peach or Mario disses him could snowball into Luigi extending a bit of trust to the crestfallen king, as a test to both Bowser and his own feelings. By letting him out. Something he knew he shouldn’t have done, and everybody knew should never happen because it’s Bowser, but it’s like... character development. And stuff. And who’s to say Kamek wouldn’t have tried freeing him himself eventually. To everyone’s surprise, he reigns in his temper and plays by whatever rules Peach gives him to remain free (even if Mario finds ways of making it Very Very Very Difficult).

But anyways- Bowser is one of the most (if not THE most) dangerous entities in their world (which may or may not be something that gets Luigi a bit hot under the collar), but he’s also highly romantic, skilled, determined, and considerate (in his own way), and wants to do as good as he can for those he cares about without being a doormat. All very commendable traits, and ones that make it harder and harder for Luigi to overlook them just because he was a tyrant. And he doesn’t have to give up his lava dungeons, but the more Bowser sees of Luigi’s own fine qualities that soft, sincere and moustachioed smiles (and smooches) are a lot more desirable than live sacrifices~ 💖

Like- just imagine Bowser trying to do something sacriice-y for him and Luigi just taking him by him big hands and saying he appreciated the thought, but a nice spaghetti dinner or a new book would do just fine. It seems far less than was appropriate, but Bowser learns to take Luigi’s word for it and adapts his method of wooing him.

Meanwhile, Luigi has always been something of a monster ~lover~, and Mario is the only living human being who knew this, so once Bowser cools off and the prospect of Bowser liking him gives him A Lot to think about. He does confide in Mario, who is surprised, but they talk and Mario asks him that, at the end of the day, what his opinion of the Koopa King was. Luigi strikes me as someone who would ramble, so ramble he does, until he hits the goldmine of thought and realizes, yeah, he was strong and cool and really good at the piano (he could hear him in the dungeon, albeit faintly over the gurgling lava floes and the blue nihilistic star beside his cage), etc etc, and... the idea of him asking him on a date (among one or two other things~) was a lot nicer than he expected. Mario reluctantly brings up the fact he could’ve very well been a murderer, and Luigi crumples and knows it but his heart wouldn’t stop pounding! In short: he has no idea what to do besides pine from afar, since it was probably one-sided and he could just wait it out and he definitely wouldn’t just get more smitten as time went on.

This becomes impossible when Bowser eventually gets his big n’ powerful height back and, despite being free, still engages with him on a daily basis because it was part of the rules that he couldn’t leave either Luigi or Mario’s side until truly deemed, well, good enough to go back home. Maybe some kind of reward from Peach could’ve also incentivized him to be good at first, and he would always prefer Luigi over Mario any day regardless of any feelings he had.

Back in the cage, Bowser had tolerated Luigi’s company, then grew to expect and then slowly started enjoying it, even if his pride felt like it would never recover. Luigi was at least entertaining, even if he was wimpy, and lanky, and had a funny laugh, and fluffy chocolate-colored hair, and good taste in books, and baby blue eyes, and... suddenly it’s like Peach may as well have been there instead of Luigi. If anything, the feelings rumbling around in his chest like the purr of a kitten felt different. Stranger. But stronger. But... this was the brother of Mario for crying out loud. What was he supposed to do??? In short: he also has no idea what to do. But Luigi- that scrawny, cowardly little beanpole trusted him, and apparently now he actually cared about keeping it!

They are both idiots and become very in love; clumsily, cowardly, emotionally, but after aaaaall that’s said and done, Bowser’s pride does patch itself up and he nets himself a lovely “bride” after all (the wedding is thrice as beautiful as the one he intended for Peach). As for Luigi, he’s doing just fine too ;3

[friendlyfatbee]

ITS FINALLY HERE FOLKS!

Now you may be wondering: What in the world is on my [insert electronic device type here] screen?

What I have done is determined which Luigi’s Mansion 3 ghost (excluding the obvious such as the triplets and Captain Fishook) is the most attractive! The scoring of each ghost is determined by: 1-5 scale for physical appearance, 1-10 scale for personality, 1-5 scale for “Survival Rate” (how likely will the ghost accidentally/purposefully hurt a mortal lover) and a 1-5 scale for “Niceness Rate” (aka, is the ghost generally approachable, or do they hate you with their guts?)

Physical appearance is ranked not by modern standards but instead what was considered attractive at the time (ex. Steward was judged by what was considered handsome in the early 1900s, instead of what is attractive present day.) I did this because beauty is subjective and differs from person to person, including myself. Therefore I have something more specific to judge from.

Personality is judged by two primary factors: 1.) Is the specter balanced with positive and negative traits, or have a dynamic over the course of the game (or sometimes just their respective floor.) No one wants to date something with the personality of a door. Or date something that is a door. 2.) Does the ghost display any toxic traits like self-destructive behaviors, lack of boundary respecting, or generally degrade others around them? This would result in a deduction in personality points, which is the biggest category that contributes to a ghost’s total “Hotness” score. Nothing good ever comes from dating a toxic person.

There are 12 rankings total due to 2 spots being tied between 2 ghosts each. I’ll be posting the least attractive first, then gradually what is the ‘winner’ of this ranking! There isn’t necessarily any prize except… bragging rights I suppose. Nothing will be deathly serious or set in stone with future analysis of lm3 ghost’s personalities, everyone is subject to their own opinions! Think someone else should’ve been the top spot once its revealed? Go ahead and post why! I’d love to see your take on something I may have missed!

For the sake of making this… series of analysis- I’ll be tagging the specific posts with “#lm3 hot to not”, in case anyone wants to see all related posts. The tag can also be used by others if they want to post their own analysis of who they think should be ranked where and why!

[kaykay8776]

Brother, I Am With You - Ch. 1

Their very first call as a legitimate plumbing company, and it ends with a visit to urgent care. Luigi is just happy they’re both alright, but Mario can’t help but feel like a complete and total fool. Maybe Spike and their whole family were right. Maybe this really was a bad idea. 

Or: What if Francis bit Mario while they were tussling in the bathroom?

Hello! I am absolutely gone for the Mario Brothers right now. I’ve been working on this fic for a while and I’m so happy it’s finally done! Full disclosure, I’ve never posted fanfiction on Tumblr before but I really wanted to try it with this fic, so if there’s anything I’m doing wrong or should be doing that I’m not PLEASE let me know! I am also posting to my AO3 if anyone prefers to go there. This will be a multichapter fic, but I already have it all written so updates should be quick. 

First chapter is under the cut!

TW for blood and injury.

“I officially hate dogs.”

“Understandable.”

The day had started off so well, but now Mario was a little grumpy. The commercial he and Luigi had made for their new plumbing company aired on TV this morning, and even after Spike made fun of them, they actually got a call. Mario couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he showed him the nice 5-star review the rich couple would eventually post on their website. For a minute, it actually felt like this crazy idea of theirs to drop everything and start a plumbing company of their own was going to work out. 

And then what happened? Their very first clients’ stupid dog attacked them before they could leave the bathroom, and nearly tore Mario’s arm off.

....

“Mario, do something!”

Everything happened so fast. At the sound of his brother in distress, Mario just reacted on instinct. He didn’t think, he just acted. So he reached over and threw the first thing he could get his fingers around. Then loud barking and sharp teeth coming right for him–

Pain exploded in his arm as the thing grabbed hold  with brutal force and wouldn’t let go. He and the deranged mutt literally played tug of war with his own limb for a few terrifying moments. Tears stung Mario’s eyes as he felt flesh tearing and blood seeping. He cried and screamed and kicked and pulled, but the thing wouldn’t let him go. 

But suddenly he did. The dog recoiled and squealed in pain. Luigi had whacked it in the head with one of their wrenches. 

Mario sat there dazed for a moment, before Luigi grabbed his good arm and hauled him out of the shower like a rag doll, closing the glass door behind them. 

Then the only thing that could be heard was Mario’s ragged, pained breaths. His face crumpled and tears smeared his face as he struggled not to sob against the suffocating pain above his elbow. Then a sickening wave of dizziness engulfed him and the edges of his vision started to go dark. He groaned in agony, stumbling into Luigi, who clearly hadn’t quite registered the battered state his brother was in. 

He felt Luigi catch him under the arms before everything else went dark. 

“Mario!”

....

Now they were in urgent care wasting valuable time when they could be answering more calls, and not only was Mario hurting and miserable, but he felt like the biggest idiot in the world. Maybe his family and Spike had all been right; maybe this really was a bad idea. 

The homeowners had been absolutely mortified, and almost got into a lover’s quarrel right in front of them. Apparently the husband had kept trying to tell his wife that her dog was indeed aggressive towards certain people, but she had always denied it. Apparently it had been an ongoing thing. Nonetheless, they were nice enough to let the brothers use their first aid kit, provide them with a sheet verifying the dog’s up-to-date vaccination status, and a fat cheque to cover any medical expenses. The whole thing still sucked, but the couple helped them as best they could.

Mario hadn’t come here of his own free will. Luigi had practically dragged him by his hair after they finished washing the wound at the couple’s house. But he had to admit, the bite was pretty bad. A lot of skin had been torn when he’d tried to wrench his arm out of the dog’s mouth, and some of the gashes were fairly deep. It still hadn’t stopped bleeding by the time they walked in, and the triage nurse had to wrap it with a pressure bandage temporarily until a room opened up and they could clean and dress it properly. It still hurt like hell, but at least he didn’t have to try to staunch the blood flow anymore.

“And I still hate you for bringing me here.”

“For the tenth time, you can’t just leave a bad dog bite like that.” Luigi rolled his eyes, not looking up from his game of Candy Crush on his shattered phone. 

“Why not? We cleaned it.”

“We’re not professionals, dimwit, and those bites get infected super easily. Dog’s mouths are full of germs.”

“Great.”

“And after the way you fainted on me, you were coming here no matter what.”

Mario only grumbled in response. He glanced over at his brother, who went back to his game like nothing. He had to resist the urge to ask him how he was okay with all of this, how he wasn’t completely freaking out. 

Probably because none of this had been his idea. In fact, Luigi had briefly tried to talk him out of it, but he pushed until he gave in. He couldn’t help it; he hated working for Spike, and ever since middle school, he’d imagined being business partners with Luigi. Sure, his dad thought he was crazy, but he was sure this would work. He and Luigi were good at their jobs, and they were good with people. They were trustworthy and friendly. This had to work. 

Now they were broke, the van was busted, and one of them was already hurt. Mario sighed heavily and rubbed his eyes until he saw stars. This was a complete and total disaster.

“What’s on your mind?”

Mario looked over, and Luigi was throwing him a concerned look, eyebrows raised. Suddenly a terrifying thought came to mind.

What if Luigi had gotten bit? Or something worse? All because Mario was so stupidly desperate for their father’s approval on something?

Mama mia. Mario’s chest panged painfully; he would never forgive himself. 

A certain memory from their childhood came to mind. It was a warm, sunny Saturday, and mom and dad had brought the brothers, seven years old at the time, out to their favourite playground for the day. Whenever it was crowded, Luigi liked to stay on the sideline and play with the blocks or in the sandbox, while Mario would compete with some of the other kids to see who could swing the highest. But if there weren’t a lot of other kids, he could get Luigi on the swings too. That time, the playground wasn’t crowded, and Luigi came on the swings with him. Mario even pushed him so he could go a bit higher. But evidently, he had pushed him too hard, because he freaked out and went flying off. Luigi had skinned both knees pretty good. And though it happened years ago, Mario still remembered how his little heart had seized listening to Luigi scream and cry. Most of all, he remembered how guilty he’d felt having been responsible for his brother’s injuries, when he was supposed to protect him and keep those things from happening. 

Right now, Mario was feeling exactly the same way. Maybe he hadn’t sent his brother flying off the swing and made him skin his knees, but he was responsible for his failure. He’d steered him wrong and dug him into a big hole that they might have to fight tooth and nail to dig themselves out of. He let him down. 

Even after he’d promised Luigi time and time again that this would work. 

His eyes started to prickle and he viciously blinked it back, turning away and praying Luigi wouldn’t notice. 

Evidently, he did anyway. He sat up, alarmed, laying a hand on Mario’s shoulder. “Hey, what’s the matter?”

Mario shrugged away from him, standing up and pacing a few steps. He couldn’t let Luigi in on how he was feeling. He was supposed to be strong, rational, smart, and objective; he was the older one. That was his role. That was just how it had to be. There was no other choice. He would shove those feelings down and remain strong. He wouldn’t break. 

“Nothing, I’m fine. I just want to get out of here.”

It didn’t look like Luigi bought his lie, but thankfully he didn’t push it. But he wanted to, Mario could tell. “Okay, well, just hang tight. I’m sure they’ll call you back soon.”

As if on cue, a brown-haired nurse in light blue scrubs poked her head out of the hallway and called his name.

“There, see?” Luigi chuckled. 

“You couldn’t have said that, like, when we walked in?” Mario asked, standing up. When Luigi stood up to follow him, Mario shook his head.

“Uh uh, you’re staying here.” 

“Why?” Luigi practically whined. Mario was initially going to let him come, but he decided he had inconvenienced his brother enough. He had a good excuse for wanting Luigi to stay anyway.

“Need I remind you how you got that big scar on your forehead?” Mario smirked, poking at said scar. When they were teenagers, Mario once sliced his hand open trying to help their mom in the kitchen, and Luigi followed them to this same urgent care office. When they started cleaning and stitching the wound, Luigi fainted and bashed his head on the sharp corner of the counter on his way down. He ended up needing more stitches than Mario did. 

Ironically, that was another time he’d felt responsible for Luigi getting hurt. 

“You’re never gonna let me live that down, are you?” 

“Nope.” Mario grinned, but it didn’t reach his eyes. 

“Fine, suit yourself.” Luigi shrugged, plopping back down into his chair. “Text me if you need anything!” He said as Mario walked away.

He knew he wasn’t going to, but still, Mario lied over his shoulder. “I will.”

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Guys does anyone else want to ride the cyclone at 6:17pm on Monday 14th September. Because I'm literally this fucking close.

20 notes - Posted October 18, 2022

#4

So we're going to a water park today.

We went there yesterday and while we were looking at the map we noticed a ride called the Cyclone.

Should we. Should we risk it. Or is it a really bad idea.

20 notes - Posted October 20, 2022

#3

No head, thoughts empty.

43 notes - Posted October 15, 2022

#2

One of the funniest things to me is a really bad eczema flare-up caused us to split an introject of Luigi who then promptly made a blog dedicated to the character Luigi being a monster... lover

46 notes - Posted December 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Alright @virgil-therat @karnakthegreat @crying-pan420 @pheliau which one of you started Electricity. Who is responsible

76 notes - Posted October 20, 2022

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On Kinnporsche, humour and the fragmentation of the self

A lot of people have found jarring the tonal shifts in Kinnporsche and have found the comedic moments out of context.

I would like to put forward the notion that what Kinnporsche is really asking us to see for the most part in those scenes is the humour and not the comedy.

A little preface, I am using these terms based on the meaning given by Italian writer Luigi Pirandello in his essay "On humour".

He defines comedy as the "perception of the opposite", what we find funny at first glance, the first layer of interpretation; humour is instead the "feeling of the opposite", when we dig under and understand the deeper reasons for why a character is acting in that peculiar way. (You can find at the end of this post his example, it is the best way to understand what I mean)

This requires an effort in the part of the audience to use their empathy and critical analysis to perceive the reality underneath the surface and functions in highlitghing the contrast between what is perceived at first and the underlying reasons. It should leave the audience feeling a sour taste in their mouths.

Pirandello proposes that "comedy and its opposite lie in the same disposition of feeling"; this means that comedy and tragedy are the two faces of the same coin.

Porsche is the one of the characters who is often portrayed in this kind of humouristic way. The most glaring examples are

- the whole episode 2 sheningans

- the whole fear of ghosts in episode 8

- the seduction scene in episode 9

- the boyfriend reveal/the bodyguard replacement in episode 11

All these scenes are used for laughs if we interpret them at face value, but if we delve deeper in the narrative these are the moments where Porsche is feeling insecure, where his feelings are obfuscated and not really clear even to him.

These are all moments that if we, the audience, exercise our empathy we can pass from the perception of the opposite(the comedy) to the feeling of the opposite(the humour) and the contrast that is created is bittersweet and disorienting

What the audience needs to do is shift their stance in regards to the scene/the character, this way they will find that while it’s the comedy that conceals it is the humour that reveals (if you look deep enough to get to humour)

Because we already have the knowledge of the character, it is our responsibility to use empathy and perceive the underlying reasons beyond it

We should really move beyond the superficial impulse to laugh because, if the character has the required depth(here I would argue Porsche has it), and we use our critical analysis(that does depend on the individual), we will begin to see what a narrative that is essentially smoke and mirrors is hiding.

Also, and I know this will test the unfortunate souls who are still reading this post but bear with me a little more. Pirandello's conclusion in his essay is that what humour reveals is the fragmentation of the self. And again, I would argue that this is Porsche's case. Porsche's whole self is fragmented because he has lost his sense of self identity and he has not yet regained it.

Right now who is Porsche really? Is he the brother? The boyfriend? The bodyguard? The lover? How does he think of himself? Has he made peace with what he has become? How is he perceived by others? Does everyone see him as he is or as what they want him to be?

The answer to these questions remains yet to be seen, and so the only way forward is humour for him.

“I see an old lady whose hair is dyed and completely smeared with some kind of horrible ointment; she is all made-up in a clumsy and awkward fashion and is all dolled-up like a young girl. I begin to laugh; I perceive that she is the opposite of what a respectable old lady should be. Now I could stop here at this initial and superficial comic reaction: the comic consists precisely of this perception of the opposite. But if, at this point, reflection intervenes to suggest that perhaps this old lady finds no pleasure in dressing up like an exotic parrot, and that perhaps she is distressed by it and does it only because she pitifully deceives herself into believing that, by making herself up like that and by concealing her wrinkles and gray hair, she may be able to hold the love of her much younger husband–if reflection comes to suggest all this, then I can no longer laugh at her as I did at first, exactly because the inner working of reflection has made me go beyond, or rather enter deeper into, the initial stage of awareness: from the beginning perception of the opposite, reflection has made me shift to a feeling of the opposite. And herein lies the precise difference between the comic and humoristic.”

[weegee-simp69]

Tickle Monster (Bowuigi fluff)

{This is my very first post on here even though this fic has been in my notes for a while lmao! if you're a Bowuigi enthusiast, enjoy!}

It was late afternoon, and Bowser and Luigi had been in their bedroom for hours. Luigi was laid on Bowser's chest, his eyes drooping. As he laid there, he began to draw lazy, mindless shapes and squiggles on Bowser’s stomach with his finger. Suddenly he felt the bed shake below him. He peered down, and saw Bowser’s leg kick. He experimented with the light touches again, and sure enough, Bowser’s leg started hitting the bed like a puppy. He chuckled at this new discovery. Meanwhile, Bowser was fighting the strong urge to giggle, or throw Luigi off of him. 

“H-hey.. Luigi, s-stahap,” Bowser said, a small giggle escaping. 

Luigi looked up at him, smiling, now changing his fingers’ motions from dragging to skittering and poking. 

“Does that tickle, Bowser? Hm? Is a certain king a little ticklish?” Luigi teased. 

Bowser grabbed hold of Luigi’s wrists. Luigi tried to wiggle his arms away, but failed miserably as he was suddenly flipped over on his back. Bowser quickly pinned his arms above his head, his legs trapping Luigi’s between them. Luigi was startled at how quickly the tables had turned, and now he knew there was no escape. 

“You made a big mistake, baby.. and now you’re trapped by me..or should I say, a monster..” Bowser teased. 

He playfully wiggled his fingers at Luigi. Oh no, not that. Luigi began struggling a bit, but clearly not to the point of really wanting to escape. 

“W-wait, Bowser, I- I’m sorry, I- I wohon’t do it again,” Luigi giggled nervously. 

Laughter was bubbling inside him making his tummy feel tingly like butterflies. 

“No no, darling, you’ve already awaken him..” Bowser said. 

“A-awaken who..” Luigi asked, fearing he knew the answer. 

Bowser hovered his fingers over Luigi’s ribs. 

“A monster who is not so merciful..” Bowser whispered teasingly. 

Luigi couldn’t help but grin ear to ear. Anticipation was absolutely driving him crazy. 

“Oh nohoho!” he giggled. 

“Ooohhh yes… it’s a certain monster that absolutely loves to make. You. Laugh,” Bowser punctuated the last three words with his hand inching closer and closer to Luigi’s skin. 

Luigi couldn’t hold it in anymore. Bowser was way too good at teasing. He burst into light, high pitched giggles. Goddamnit he was so sensitive. Bowser wasn’t even touching him, and he was already cracking up. 

“I’d say to watch out, but it seems that you can’t move.. oh well, hope you’re prepared for what the tickle monster has in store!” Bowser exclaimed as he lightly pinched Luigi’s ribs rapidly. 

Luigi absolutely hit the roof screeching. 

“AAAA NAHAHAHAHAHA P-PLEHEHEASE HAHAHA!!” 

His sensitivity had increased drastically because of all the teasing and anticipation. Bowser let go of his arms to use both of his hands to lift his shirt up to his neck. Luigi could now flail his arms to try to shield himself but Bowser, obviously being much stronger and bigger, just simply continued to dig into his ribs with no issue. Bowser soon got bored of Luigi’s ribs, and moved on to his stomach. Specifically focusing his skittering fingers around his bellybutton. Luigi snorted loudly, and tried to twist away, kick his legs, grab Bowser’s wrists, anything to stop him. But alas, there was absolutely no stopping the playful monster above him. Once Luigi fully realized how stuck and helpless he was to the situation, his laughter increased tenfold. All he could do was throw his head back, cackling and screaming away. Bowser reveled in his lover’s laughing and shrieking. 

“Aww seems that the tickle monster caught a particularly ticklish boy today!~” Bowser sang. 

Luigi hated (loved) Bowser’s taunts and teases. 

“BOWSER PLEHEHEASE!! N-NAHAT MY TUMMY-EEE!!” Luigi laughed. 

“Ahh yes this little tummy right here, does that tickle..tickle..tickle?!” Bowser cooed. 

Luigi could only nod in response. 

“You know.. this is making the tickle monster pretty hungry… I think I need a little snack, don’t you think?” he smiled. 

Luigi shook his head frantically, pushing his shirt down, trying his hardest to hold it down knowing exactly what Bowser was planning. Bowser grabbed Luigi by the hips, and pushed him up higher on the bed to position his stomach right below his head. 

“N-noho nononono!!” Luigi pleaded. 

His pleas fell on deaf ears as Bowser very easily rolled up the shirt again, wrapped his strong arms around his torso, and shoved his nose into Luigi’s stomach, planting small kisses and nibbles all over. Luigi squealed, and threw his arms around Bowser’s head trying to hold onto something. This only forced Bowser to stay exactly where he was to continue his onslaught of ticklish kisses. Finally, he took a deep breath, and blew a raspberry on Luigi’s soft, sensitive tummy. 

Luigi felt tears prick up as he screamed, “AHAHAHAHA NONONONO NOT THAHAHAT!! IT- IT TIHIHICKLES SO BAD!” 

Bowser giggled against his stomach blowing a few more sloppy raspberries. He leaned his head up to look at Luigi’s red, tear stained, smiling face. Bowser smiled back at him, and kissed him sweetly. He teasingly skittered his fingers down his ribs. Luigi’s giggling increased once again. 

“B-Bowser stahahap,” he snorted. 

Bowser sat up, and got off of him. Luigi finally felt like he could put his guard down. He scooted back down on the bed, starting to get comfortable. That’s when Bowser turned around to get comfy, too, and Luigi saw an opportunity he couldn’t resist. He knew damn well what would happen if he did this, but honestly, he didn’t mind. In only one second, he reached his arms over, and put one around Bowser’s ankle, now skittering his nails on his sole. Bowser jumped, and reached his hand back in record speed to grab the hands tormenting him. Luigi jumped back just in time to not get caught, but Bowser quickly spun around. Without a second thought, he grabbed Luigi’s legs, and held his ankles together with one hand. 

“You little bastard..” Bowser growled, “you just want to get tickled more, don’t you?! Remember what I told you?..” 

Luigi had no chance of pulling his legs away. He shook his head, praying that Bowser would just attack and not tease him. Of course that wouldn’t be the case. 

Bowser grinned devilishly, “I said that the tickle monster gives no mercy to the ones caught in his grasp… now let’s see just how ticklish these little feet are..” 

With that, his fingers descended onto Luigi’s helpless feet, wasting no time with slow tickles. He quickly fluttered his fingers all over his soft soles making Luigi scream. He beat his fists on the bed while trying to squirm away, but nothing worked. 

“You’re such a ticklish little cutie! Aww I think you’re the tickle monster’s favorite victim.. look at you all giggly, and helpless! I could just tickle tickle tickle you for hours!! Kitchy kitchy coo!!” Bowser’s teasing kicked up a notch as his fingers made their way under Luigi’s toes earning him a loud screech, and high pitched loud laughter. 

“PLEASE NOT THE TOHOHOES WAHAHAHA B-BOW- NA-“ Luigi cackled. 

His laughter went silent except for the strangled hiccups, and shallow squeaky breaths. Bowser slowed his attack, letting Luigi catch his breath. His fingers never left Luigi’s skin as to keep him giggling. When Luigi calmed down, he quickly (but very lightly) scribbled his poked out claws on his arches. Luigi squealed once again. He couldn’t think about anything else other than the constant threat of tickling leering over him as he caught his breath. 

He finally felt Bowser release his ankles, and he quickly pulled his feet close to him, curling in on himself. Bowser crawled over, and picked him up, laying him back on the pillows. He laid down next to him, spooning him. Bowser absolutely adored hearing the residue giggles, and quiet snorts that escaped Luigi occasionally. 

“See what happens when you mess with the tickle monster..” Bowser whispered teasingly in Luigi’s ear. 

Hell, even that tickled. Luigi could only muster up a head nod in response. 

“I know you like it, though. Why else would you have tried to get me a second time when you knew what was in store? I know that you absolutely love being tickled.. and I love that you love being tickled,” Bowser teased. 

Luigi wanted to cover his now red ears. 

“You’re the most adorable boy ever, you know that, Luigi?”

“S-stop..” Luigi giggled out. 

Bowser chuckled and kissed the back of his head. 

“Alright I’ll stop.. goodnight, my love,” he said. 

Luigi replied, and soon fell asleep. As he fell asleep, he thought about how he was dating a literal tickle monster whilst Bowser thought about how lucky he was to have such an adorable, amazing, ticklish boy as his boyfriend.

[taco-night-frenzy]

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Final Fantasy IX Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Beatrix/Freya Crescent Characters: Beatrix (Final Fantasy IX), Freya Crescent Additional Tags: Angst, Guilt, Battle, Post-Canon, Enemies to Lovers Summary:

After the events that saved their world, after the destruction and war of so many kingdoms, Beatrix returns to Burmecia to face the atrocities that she committed.

A year later and the kingdom is still in ruins, a husk of its former self. Yet Freya remains, guarding it and the precious few of her people with her life.

Old wounds will bleed anew under the eternal rain.

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Chapter 2 is out!!! Did you know I was making a chapter 2?? ME NEITHER. I really just... really like Freya and I needed to go into her perspective. I wanted to see how she feels, how she’s dealing with everything, how she looks at Beatrix and maybe get a little more sad knight ladies lovin’ each other.  Consider clicking on that link up there and giving it a read! Then if you read, ESPECIALLY consider maybe hitting a kudos button?? You don’t need an account and I’d feel really happy about it.  AND you know what?? Want to be EXTRA cool and just make my day great?? Leave a nice comment over there too!! Let me go ahead and sprinkle a little cheating cheese on here and say you’d be making a trans lesbian girl feel a little bit better about herself, you know?? SWEETENS THE DEAL RIGHT?  Or just read it because you like cool furry knight girl in love with cool knight and they’re both sad and also enemies?? That works too.

Here, need some context? Here’s an official art of Freya, the rat dragon knight And Beatrix, the cool serious General who maybe made a lot of mistakes. Ignore the monkey man in there that’s Zidane.

6 notes • Posted 2021-01-27 01:32:32 GMT

#4

Fandom: Super Mario & Related Fandoms, Mario Story | Paper Mario, Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Kinopiko | Toadette & Kurisuchīnu | Goombella, Toadette/Goombella Characters: Kinopiko | Toadette, Kurisuchīnu | Goombella, Hisstocrat Additional Tags: Murder Mystery, Romance, Comedy, Action/Adventure, Mystery, Excess Express, Crime Series: Part 4 of Detective Luigi and the New Donk City Mysteries

Hey!! Did you know I’m REALLY writing a lot more Mario things and I’m trying to expand my New Donk Noir universe lore?? Well I am! Here’s another story featuring a ton of Paper Mario content! A short and simple murder mystery with a bit of gay romance on the side, what could be better? Come and give it a read, and if you like, read the other stories in the series!

8 notes • Posted 2021-03-19 23:13:12 GMT

#3

Do you have feet? You MAY be dying. Learn more here! :)

10 notes • Posted 2021-04-23 22:24:03 GMT

#2

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Deltarune (Video Game)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Noelle Holiday/Susie (Deltarune)

Characters: Noelle Holiday, Susie (Deltarune)

Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, mostly hurt/little comfort, Deltarune Chapter 2, POV First Person, POV Noelle, Snowgrave Route

Summary:

(Takes place during the ferris wheel scene in Deltarune Chapter 2 during the Genocide or 'Snowgrave' route.)

Susie finds Noelle and rescues her from the evil Queen's clutches. But something is wrong. Noelle is acting strange.

And she's so cold.

46 notes • Posted 2021-09-21 20:19:32 GMT

#1

Chapters: 1/14

Fandom: Super Mario & Related Fandoms, Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door, Wario Land (Video Games), Warioware, Luigi's Mansion (Video Games), Mario & Luigi RPG (Video Games)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Luigi (Nintendo), Princess Daisy (Nintendo), Kurisuchīnu | Goombella, Kinopiko | Toadette, Wario (Nintendo), Dr. Kuraigora | Dr. Crygor, King Boo, Bibian | Vivian (Paper Mario), Mamekku Ouji | Prince Peasley, Lord Crump (Paper Mario: The Thousand-Year Door), Koopa | Bowser, Booster, Professor E. Gadd

Additional Tags: Mystery, Humor, Action/Adventure, POV First Person, POV Luigi, Alternate Universe - Noir, Unreliable Narrator, Crimes & Criminals, Minor Canonical Character(s)

Series: Part 6 of Detective Luigi and the New Donk City Mysteries Summary:

It was supposed to be a relaxing time. A vacation to a ritzy hotel with free food sounds great, right? In this golden dining room, filled to the brim with strange characters, I had hoped my only worries would be dealing with day-to-day life.

But the thing is, I’m Luigi, and I’m not allowed to relax.

Someone’s stolen a precious artifact from Wario and now we’re all trapped here until someone can figure out who did it.

It certainly won’t be me!

(Updates once a week)

Art by @artpghero​

49 notes • Posted 2021-10-01 19:59:53 GMT

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[utterlyinevitable]

Doctor D’Ora

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x MC (Becca Lao) x Ethan Ramsey x OC  Word Count: 2.3k Warning: angst angst angst  Summary: Becca spots Ethan with a new lady friend. This takes place in OHSY about a month after Ethan returns from the Amazon.  

A/N: This was meant to be a chapter in the Trials & Tribulations series but I didn’t think it fit anymore and wanted to post this fic as-is before I destroy it. 

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He met her on location. The long brown hair, inquisitive green eyes, long legs that held her frame in perfect posture, and a faint minimalistic dove tattoo on her wrist. In another life Dr. Alessandra D’Ora could have been a model. She was brilliant and supportive - a great companion in the lonely Amazonian nights. Just like him she was in her late-thirties, and worked at a private practice in Ontario, Canada. Ethan Ramsey was grateful for her company every one of those sixty lonely nights on location - Alessandra was the perfect distraction from his thoughts. 

And now here she was in Boston. 

Two weeks after the end of their mission with the World Health Organization she was sat at the table across from him, describing her newest adventure; She’s spending a month guest lecturing on socialized medicine at Harvard Medical. 

Dr. Rebecca Lao passed by the window of Alessandro’s and saw the two - her boss and sometimes lover sharing a meal with a stunning woman over delightful conversation two tables away. She stopped in her tracks. They looked so comfortable together. At ease, even. Becca noticed the way his shoulders curved in relaxation much like when they were alone together all those times ago. 

There in the damp August evening her heart broke. Ethan was smiling, the crows feet around his eyes on display for everyone to see. Ethan rarely smiled. If she didn’t know him better, she’d be convinced he didn’t have any cracks in his features and his life was devoid from any sort of happiness. But there he was in that navy sports coat, its only purpose to compliment his gleaming eyes, smiling with someone else, laughing at her jokes. He was happy with someone else. 

How long have they known each other? Is this new?

Becca ripped her gaze from the deceiving window and pushed the thoughts away just as quickly as they infiltrated her mind. Ethan had abandoned her without a trace all those weeks ago, she didn’t owe him another thought. He made the executive decision to sever their intimate relationship, so she made the decision to keep him away from her life outside the hospital. 

Becca headed home, abandoning her takeout mission. If he had moved on so could - should she. She pulled out her phone and rang the second most used number in her contacts recently. 

He picked up on the second ring. 

“Have you eaten?” Becca asked without pleasantries.  

“I could go for some dessert,” she could hear the megawatt smile through Bryce’s playful remark.   

“I’ll be over in ten.” 

*** 

Becca started spending more time with Bryce outside of his apartment. They weren’t necessarily hiding their relationship, they just didn’t know what to call it. They were casual. They were friends. Friends who had intimate benefits at the drop of a dime. It wasn’t a secret, but also no one bothered to ask about their title. Bryce hated labels anyway, they didn’t fit with his go-with-the-flow demeanor. 

They started spending more time outside of the bedroom and the comfort of the walls around them that let them simply be. With every passing day Becca and Bryce grew closer and bolder in their advances. They’ve played footsies in the cafeteria, kissed for hours on the grass in the park, shared plates at Don Luigi’s, and intertwined their hands at the coffee shops by the hospital. 

Today they were sitting in the corner of Derry Roasters, Becca’s go-to for a caffeine fix. Cuddled close together on a half-booth with their backs to the wall and shoulders touching. They were specifically sat right under the overhead speaker which drowned out the world around them and made Bryce’s whispers even more erotic. He’d gotten cocky in the last few days, slipping his hand up her thigh, whispering all the ways he wanted her with hundreds of passersby around. 

This time his whisper brought a chill up her spine, it wasn’t what she expected to hear during their brief coffee break. 

“Hey, look. Dr. Grumpy’s on a date,” Bryce called her attention to the attending sauntering in. 

Becca’s deep brown eyes watched his every step carefully, silently hoping he’d look over to her deep in Bryce’s embrace.

He never did. His eyes were solely fixated on his companion. 

Dr. Ethan Ramsey glided over to the table Dr. Alessandra D’Ora had been sat at. She rose when she felt his familiar presence not too many footfalls away. He gave her a hug and Becca unnaturally stiffened under Bryce’s arm at the sight. 

“They look friendly,” Becca whispered. 

Bryce’s eyes were still dissecting their movements. It was a sight to behold - strict and lone Ramsey was joined by someone and not just anyone, an absolutely stunning woman. “Do you think they’re friends or friends?” 

“Et- Dr. Ramsey doesn’t have friends.” 

“Hm… looks more intimate than just a business lunch. Wanna find out?” 

Bryce rapidly stood up, grabbing Becca’s hand and dragging her briskly through the seating area. They were moving so quickly Becca couldn’t keep her shorter legs in pace with him, when her hand slipped from Bryce’s she felt off balance and collided into the corner of an empty table with a thunk! Bryce spun on his heels to make sure she was okay and backed right into Dr. D’Ora waiting for her order. 

Once he was positive Becca wasn’t in any imminent danger he turned back to Dr. D’Ora. “So sorry about that,” he apologized as he steadied himself and the unknown doctor. “You okay?” 

Alessandra expertly took in his green scrubs and badge as Bryce flashed her his most flirty smile. “Quite alright, Doctor…?” 

“Lahela. Bryce Lahela.” Bryce ran a hand through his hair, a move he was well aware most women couldn’t resist. Becca came over to the pair and he winked at his favorite accomplice, “Should really watch where you’re going, Becks.” 

Becca rolled her eyes. 

With a sparkle in his kaleidoscope eyes Bryce sent his most charming of smiles to the stranger, “I didn’t catch your name?” 

“Dr. Alessandra D’Ora,” she placed her wallet under her arm to free up her hand to shake his outstretched and waiting one.  

“Pleasure to meet you, Dr. D’Ora.” He gave her hand two good shakes before letting go and pointing to the awkward doctor beside him. “This is my girlfriend Dr. Rebecca -” 

He didn’t get to finish the introduction.  

Ethan’s deep authoritative baritone voice rang like warning sirens in her ears. “Rookie. Dr. Lahela. Don’t you have patients to attend to?” Her cheeks began to flush in mortification.

“Just on a break, Dr. Ramsey,” Bryce smiled, “Who’s your friend?” 

Alessandra looked between the three of them, noticing the unaddressed new tension between her friend and the doctor he’s spoken about on many occasions. “You must be Dr. Lao,” she outstretched her delicate and manicured hand to Becca. Out of courtesy Becca obliged. “Ethan told me about your excellent diagnosis of Dr. Banerji. Well done, you must be very proud.” 

“I’m just happy Naveen’s alive and well,” Becca smiled before tugging on the back of Bryce’s scrubs, “We should get back.”  

“Bye, Doctors. Enjoy your date!” Bryce called over his shoulder as Becca all but dragged him away. 

Once they were safely out of the eatery Becca let herself relax and her freckles break free of the blush. “I can’t believe you,” she laughed uncomfortably.  

Bryce laced his fingers with hers and tugged her closer. “Hey - we learned that Dr. Ramsey has a hot lady friend and he talks about you.”  

“And that I’m your girlfriend?” She thought they had an arrangement, they were meant to be a carefree and no-commitment zone. Introducing her as his girlfriend was a shock.  

“Well, yeah,” he shrugged. “You’re a girl and you’re my friend. If you were a man you’d be my manfriend.”  

Becca rolled her eyes, “Uhuh.” 

“Take it however you want, Becks. I’m just happy you choose to spend your free time with me,” he pecked her temple before they entered back into Edenbrook and went their separate ways. 

***

Later that day as she was packing up her things to leave the office after the mid-week diagnostics briefing, Ethan called behind her; 

“Lao, a word.” 

Becca’s eyes went wide. Her and Ethan really haven’t been on the best of terms since he pushed her away the last time they kissed. The closest they’ve gotten to their past level of normalcy was when they were doing a house search for the Lamar Stevenson Case - he held her when she slipped and then with both their knowledge and a bit of banter they solved the case. 

With arms folded and a critical eye he inquired, “What was that back there?” 

Becca decided then and there that the best way to avoid this awkward conversation was to play coy,  “I don’t know what -” 

“Whatever you and Scalpel Jockey were doing, don’t,” he defensively interrupted her lame excuse. “My personal relationship with Dr. D’Ora is not hospital gossip.” 

The way his shoulders were squared, all his walls were on display and the way he was talking down to her burned a fire deep in her core. “Who is she?” she mimicked his stance and tone.  

“A friend.” 

“You don’t have friends,” she challenged, folding her arms over her chest. 

Ethan let out a long sigh, knowing he’d have to give her something. He didn’t want to fight with Becca anymore. He owed Becca some sort of explanation. He didn’t know why but he felt he needed to tell her. 

He rubbed his hand down his face as he said, “We met on mission. Friendships happen when there aren’t any bars around.” 

Becca took a second for his words to settle, piecing the puzzle together out loud. “You met her in the Amazon... When you were trying to forget your feelings for me...” she tried to mask the betrayal forming in her throat and creeping up into her features as best as she could. “Did it work? Did she help you move on?”

The tension was built up so high around them that neither could move from their positions only four footfalls away from one another. 

“What are you doing with Lahela? Don’t think I haven’t noticed your… closeness,” he spat back. “Are you his girlfriend?” Ethan’s brow was raised high to the sky and blue eyes clouded over with a storm of regret.  

“Whatever we are isn’t of your concern. You made that decision for us. You pushed me away.” 

“I sure as hell didn’t push you into his arms!” 

“No. But you made it explicitly clear I can’t find solace in your arms,” she bit back. Becca’s chest began to heave. Her mind was telling her she needed to pace to muster up the courage to say all that needed to be said, however her feet were stuck there in that spot. His intense gaze paralyzed her, and just looking at his face she adored so much arguing back at her, Becca internally screamed at herself. She assembled every ounce of courage in her frame to retort, “I can’t believe you. You’re meant to be holier than thou, the epitome of a moral compass. Why are you such an ass?” 

Ethan’s nose flared and eyes hooded at her words. 

They stood in bitter silence staring one another down. He was a statue boring down at her shaking and rageful form. The world of emotions coursing through her veins evident in the way she balled her fists, callusing the skin of her palms with her fingernails. Her brown eyes squinting trying to keep tears from falling and giving her a much-needed release. The loose strands of hair at the crown of her head are the only thing moving with the natural rotation of the earth. 

Ethan broke the trance first going to sit down on the couch. 

Hunched over with his head cradled in his hands he breathed ever so softly, “She has a private urgent care practice in Canada.” Tugging at the roots of his hair he tried to keep his voice level and calm. “We were on mission together. She’s guest lecturing at Harvard Medical. We’re just colleagues.”  

Becca was rightly skeptical, “Like we’re just colleagues?”  

“No. Strictly professional.” Ethan finally looked over at her. If Becca stood closer she could see the faintest marks of red in the whites of his picturesque eyes. “Her wife is really supportive of her work.”

Becca’s mouth dropped. 

Ethan watched as the woman ten years his junior slumped into the seat next to him, letting her knee brush against his as her hands followed suit to cover her face in embarrassment. 

“God. I’m an ass,” she sighed.  

Ethan’s shoulders loosened as he involuntarily let a small chuckle slip through his lips. “Yes, yes you are,” he agreed with a smile and shake of his head, placing his hand on her thigh and giving it a reassuring squeeze. 

“Sorry,” Becca mumbled. 

He was mesmerized by the feeling of her heat under him, taking him back to all those times he held dear. “I’m sorry… for everything.” 

Her hand found his. “I know…”  

They couldn’t catch a break. Everything between them was always so complicated. For another moment they let themselves sit in silence, a more comfortable silence where they could simply be Ethan and Becca, not attending and fellow. Just two people finally being honest. 

Ethan was the one to shatter the comfortable bubble they’ve found themselves in.

“Are you dating Lahela?”  

Becca shook her head to herself. “We’re friends. Really good friends.” It was the truth. Bryce was her best friend, they did everything together. “I should get going,” she gave Ethan’s hand a squeeze before removing it to rise up from her position. 

She was halfway towards the door when Ethan spoke, “I’m going to Evelyn’s art exhibit tonight. Do you want to come along?”  

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I think you all should know that foil does not mean rival it just means a character that is supposed to contrast with another character in a way that highlights both their traits it does not mean enemy either foils can be best friends foils can be family foils can even have a lot in common they usually do actually thats usually how their differences r highlighted they will be similar at first glance but then wildly different the more you know about them because they are just supposed to contrast you cpuld argue that mario and luigi are foils if you really wanted to I see a lot of people making posts that talk about foils like its rivals/enemies to lovers 2 and it can be but not always or even usually its a very broad term idk why I typed all this out actually its just something that kind of annoys me

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@magneticghouls first of all... My ask box was apparently turned off so it's good to know I'm an idiot. Secondly thank you for asking

Season 1: Charlie Has Cancer. I love this so from the depths of my heart. The concept of it was like that first idea rcg had for the show. Nothing will ever be as relatable to me as Dennis trying to get out of that conversation as soon as possible. "You can talk to me any time" ... "Oh you meant now?" Fucking incredible.

Season 2: The Gang Exploits a Miracle. I'm gonna be honest s2 is my least fave season. The episodes are all pretty good. They just don't grip me as much. They are bastards to the best degree in this episode though. I've never been Catholic but I'm obsessed with the rituals and imagery. "Am I gay for God?" (Real talk I made a dream daddy meme to that) I love Charlie in all white and Mac in all black.

Season 3: The Gang Gets Whacked. Everything about this 2 parter is funny to me. (Except when I get sad abt Dennis) But! Pussy Hands. Peter Nincompoop. Jackie said she counted that Mac and Frank slap Dennis 13 times in a row and I love that. I think cocaine is funny. I think ruining Crucket's life further is funny. I think watching this ep after binging 5 episodes of the Sopranos is extra funny.

Season 4: It was very nearly Mac's Banging the Waitress but I am a sucker for a musical and a basic bitch so you know it's The Nightman Cometh. It was one of the first eps I ever saw. My best friend showed it to me then immediately showed me a live recording. I get Dayman stuck in my head often. I love Charlie. Also "I'm eating because I'm uncomfortable" Cat eyes Mac makes heart eyes Jack.

Season 5: Mac and Dennis Break Up. This was the first episode I ever saw. My bff was like "watch this they're gay" and by God were they. I think about the line "Far be it from me to keep the flower of you from flourishing" every goddamn day.

Season 6: Who Got Dee Pregnant? Admittedly I'm very soft for Dee Gives Birth, but I'm hella gay for Jimmi Simpson and Halloween. Also I love the reactions to if Mac had been the one. I am a sucker for characters telling conflicting accounts of the same event. I think Dennis looked hot as Luigi and think he could have worked that without a Mario just fine, he just wanted a couples costume with Mac. I will not encourage incest shippers, but Dennis thinking he might have gotten Dee pregnant is the funniest gd thing.

Season 7: The High School Reunion. I love far Mac with all my heart and if I saw that man at a high school reunion I do not care what rep he had in high school I would be on that. Also irl I had a crush on the high school drug dealer so what are standards? I love Dee immediately jumping on being the nastiest meanest bitch ever. I love the dance at the end. I think Tim and Dennis made out in high school. I'm gay for Jason Sudeikis so seeing Schmitty show up was beautiful. Cricket..... Was there. My only regret is that I already knew Mac's legal name is Ronald McDonald so I did not get to experience that reveal as a fresh concept.

Season 8: The Gang Dines Out. Did you ever know that you're my hero? I love endings where the gang appreciates Dee. Episodes that take place in one set are always great. The Waiter is great. Frank and Charlie havin' an anniversary 💙 Dennis did not have to give that speech in front of a crowd. He was going to tell Mac all those things just to his face. But he needed that whole restaurant to know who the real hero is. Dennis Reynolds said fuck the troops. I still don't know what a Groupon is. Also that table being so close to the kitchen door probably violates OSHA guidelines but thay's not a part of why I like the episode, just an observation.

Season 9: The Gang Saves the Day. I love seeing characters just imagine fantasy scenarios. Dee's is inspirational but should have been gayer. Mac is... Stupid but I love him with my whole heart and I support him imagining Dennis crying over his corpse. All hail our mighty and buff Lord. Love Dennis saying he'd rather die than have a broken dick. I love that Charlie's is animated. He is so small. There are two genders: janitor or waitress. The most relatable is Frank tho. You eat those hotdogs bitch

Season 10: The Gang Goes on Family Fight. I'm a slut for Argyle sweater vests and Dennis having a mental breakdown. Also Charlie being one of the survey takers was priceless.

Season 11: It should come as no surprise that my favorite of this season (and the series as a whole) is Mac and Dennis Move to the Suburbs. I love every single moment of this episode. I love the breakdown of their sanity. Rage fuels me. People think Dennis is a psychopath but who in this episode is feeding their roommate a dead dog? Not Dennis. What would be different if Dennis was the house husband? You know Wally just wanted to be nice to the gay couple that moved next door but they acted Like That. I'd love to make a longer post just about this episode. Some guy in fb was like "the seasons sucked after sesson 8" and everyone was like "okay but suburbs in season 11 tho" and they guy was like "okay u right" Suburbs is the episode that brings the gays and straights together and will bring us world peace

Season 12: This wss hard cuz I think this is my favorite season overall. And I'm gonna be real controversial here and let you know my fave ep is Dennis' Double Life. I love the concept. I love the convoluted scheme. I would die for Mandy. I know there's a lot with real life stuff happening and how it affected things after but I wanna appreciate it as is. Sometimes you juat have so many big feelings that you run away to North Dakota to be a dad I guess. "I'm the lover obviously" "I have a good plan but you wouldn't listen to it anyway" Did I mention I love Mandy? Maybe it's that I grew up in the Midwest but I understand her on such a deep level. I love this episode so much.

Season 13: The Gang Solves the Bathroom Problem. Every time I go into a bathroom I just think "animal shithouse" nonbinary/genderfluid Charlie rights. Hawaiin shirts. I also love Jimmy Buffett. I love they all sing the wrong song. "As a straight man" in the least convincing way. This episode speaks to me on all levels.