#Prince Mush? this TOAD????

[shslpunkartist99]

This is very random

And a liiiil spoilery for Paper Mario TTYD

But

This mfer?

I hate this mfer

[baconmayoman]

superbosses

[twentytwoarts]

gijinka doodle dump ft. a lot of gay stuff for some reason

[krookodile841]

Doodles

[krizeros]

The prince of mush

[creepychippy]

The original Champion of the Glitz Pit, Prince Mush-

[wariofranchisefanblog]

Wario needs to extend his rivalries with Toads to Prince Mush.

I really want to see a battle between these two.

[sage-pages]

Chapter Two

“There has to be something. Perhaps we’re just looking in all the wrong places?” Lewcifer’s hand stopped in mid-air as he thought, dangling a spoonful of mushed pulp just out of Prince Hamish’s reach. Hey, Hamish may not have liked strawberries, but we always want what we can’t have. Reaching out toward the spoon with all his might, the wooden high chair creaked and moaned under him; the bolts begging for mercy. Try and try he did, reaching this way and that, contorting his body in ways that weren’t human. Sweat beaded by his brow as he strained, blocking out the white noise as the fairies discussed possible things they could try. Hamish did not care. He did not wish to hear about the healing abilities of Eye of Newt, nor about the miracles only toad semen could grant. His one and only desire at that moment was to fill his tummy.

Read chapter two on AO3 or Start from the beginning

[asherfox04]

My new Toad OC, Mushy.

His design was inspired by the Toads (mainly both Prince Mush and The Traveling Sisters) from the Paper Mario series.

He will be appearing in @lislove soon, so stick around for that.

[dragon-fly34]

Fairytales au (edited)

Here's an edit to my fairytales au:

In this AU, there are several kingdoms where they have magical spirits from their ancestors, their names also change, in this case the Mushroom Kingdom is called Mush Kingdom, Yoshi's island is called Yoshies Kingdom and the Darklands are called Dark kingdom

Peach was born in the Mush kingdom along with her father after the death of her mother, Peach's father was a Swordfighter who worked for Mario and Luigi's Mornay

At the age of 14, Peach's father dies and she is sent to an orphanage, at 16 she is adopted by Toadworth and they move to Yoshies Kingdom

Peach studied to become a swordfighter like her father and protect the Mush Kingdom again, so she entered an academy to learn how to fight

Peach met Yoshi, who is a prince in this AU, the two became friends and Yoshi also helped her become a swordfighter

Now let's jump to when Peach is 25 years old, she manages to return to the Mush Kingdom, but she became a swordfighter

The girl noticed that the Mush Kingdom has changed a lot, but she remembers where the places are

On the 1st day, Peach meets Daisy, another swordfighter who also works for Mush Mingdom, they soon become friends and Daisy introduces the castle to Peach

Daisy was born in Sara Kingdom with her father, at the age of 22, she moved to the Mush Kingdom because she wanted to become a swordfighter and also had a mystical connection with the ancient fairies of the kingdom

The new swordfighter is shown to Princess Mario and Princess Luigi, soon Peach falls in love with Mario

I could tell that Peach's mission was to protect Mario and Luigi, along with Daisy and the Toads

But it also doesn't present Peach's life, nor other people's lives, perhaps Daisy took Peach to see other places and meet her friends

Rosalina is a poet well known for her poetry and charitable works for orphaned children who is a close friend of Daisy

Pauline is a shoemaker who works alongside her mother, where she is good friends with Rosalina

Wario, Waluigi and Wapeach open their own bakery, Waluigi is a close friend of Daisy, maybe Daisy can take Peach to their bakery

Shokora has her own flower shop, where she makes thousands of plants from different kingdoms Waluigi buys Piranha Plants in his store

Bowser is the king of the Darks Kingdom, where he wants the power of the ancestors of the Mush Kingdom, while King Boo is the ancestor of the Darks Kingdom.

And here are some more facts about this AU:

Even though we will have a Mareach, we will have Luaisy, Walsalina, Yosirdo, maybe we'll have some Warokora and Harauline.

Daisy has a connection with her Mush Kingdom ancestors, which made her live in the Mush Kingdom

The AU would also have thousands of character flashbacks. (I would post some images)

Unfortunately, there are some characters that I didn't have ideas for in my AU, like Peasley and Geno, so if you have any ideas, feel free to ask.

And that is guys! Bye!

[akumaverse]

JOLENE

First Appearance: AkumaTh’s Comics #2203

Dimension: Prime AkumaVerse

Allegiance: Civilian

Jolene is a female Toad whose residents are in Glitzville, and was the assistant of Grubba. She and Grubba work in the Glitz Pit. Secretly, she sends E-mails to Mario, calling herself "X". After Mario defeats Macho Grubba, Jolene walks in and tells him that she is actually the sister of the old champion of the Glitz Pit, Prince Mush. Prince Mush disappeared, and Jolene suspected Grubba of kidnapping him. 

So she got a job as his secretary, so that she could learn his secrets. She also revealed that she was actually "X", and had sent Mario the Emails so that he would unknowingly help her uncover the mystery, as she thought he would be the only one who could defeat Grubba. She goes on to question the defeated Grubba about her brother, but Grubba says simply that Prince Mush "ain't around no more". Grief stricken, Jolene is surprised when Prince Mush hops out of the Gold Star Grubba was using to power his machine. 

Grubba had been using Prince Mush to give the Crystal Star more power. Happily reunited with her brother, Jolene went on to become the manager of the Glitz Pit, taking over Grubba's duties. This was until she went for a political position. With her resume, she contacted Princess Peach and Toadsworth and convinced them to become the Representative for the Mushroom Kingdom at the World Council. When not at work, Jolene can be found at a nearby juice bar.

Sprite Credit

Current version by AkumaTh

Fun Facts:

I want to ship Ludwig with Jolene. But I would need to do a complete sprite rehaul on the two before I even think of doing that.

[cannibalcaprine2]

the only toads that fight you are martial arts masters (prince mush is also fightable in the ttyd remake) im pretty sure

why are paper toads never enemies in the paper mario universe? there's gotta be at least one who hates mario's guts

[paperpeachy]

🫠

[pryexel48]

I'm back from my break. Still learning my new set up but think I'm getting the hang of it. I even got an art to share tomorrow. For now, please enjoy this thread of some of this year's line-arts now colored.

(Part 1)

[pixies-and-poets]

Have you ever drawn Jolene, Prince Mush, and/or Zip Toad?? Also... Doopliss??

I've definitely drawn Jolene and Mush before, but any I can recall are sooo old I can't even find them, let alone want to show them, lol. I don't think I've drawn Zip Toad even once! Maybe I should fix that! I think the Toad I drew the most before Origami King came out was probably Vanna T since I really like her and Chuck.

Doopliss though, yeah, I've drawn a few Doops in my time. These are a few still worth showing!

[amphxtrite]

fred weasley x fem!reader

This is for @feetoffthetable ‘s 500 follower writing challenge. Congratulations again on 500!!

hope you like it.

prompts:

“What happened to their happily ever after?”

“Not all love stories get a happily ever after, sometimes it’s just once upon a time.”

warnings: angst, spelling/ grammar mistakes.

word count: 3.1k

tag list: @cupidpoison @marvelhoesworld @wonderful-writer

enjoy<3

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Almost every girl can remember the days where they’d dream of their fairytale romance. Dancing, a prince charming and a kiss in the moonlight as every problem faded away; A thrilling fight between the lovers and the evil villain ending with the two wrapped in each other’s arms. Despite being muggle tales, the wizarding world had also grown to adore these stories, smiles widening on even grown witches' faces with each ‘once upon a time.’

You’d grown up reading about maidens being swept off their feet into the arms of their knight in shining armor, fate seemed to encompass every story you laid your eyes on, so when Fred Weasley entered your life, with a charming smile and a playfulness that had you wanting more, you couldn’t help but fall.

And so began the pining. Stares across the classroom at the wave of red hair, crossing your fingers when group projects were announced, peeking down corridors to see if you could catch the prankster twins in action, and daydreaming from dawn till dusk. You could barely get words past your lips if he ever smiled in your direction. You found yourself wondering what it would feel like to run your hand through his hair. Doodling his name on parchment became common, and dreams of dancing with him plagued your mind. You were young, and in love. You could almost feel your fairy godmother pushing you towards him, fairy tale magic coursing through your veins whenever your eyes would meet.

It took a couple years, but you found your voice. Starting small with congratulations after quidditch games, an occasional joke during classes, a couple more smiles here and there.

The unrequited love, became returned. Fred Weasley thought you were just the shy girl from his transfiguration class, quiet and meek. When you built up the confidence to strike up conversations and joke about Snape’s hair, he found himself hanging onto your every word.

The older twin went from not knowing your name to looking forward to even his most boring classes just to catch a glimpse of your face. Making you smile became his mission, and Godric did he love it when your face would completely light up. Not just a small smirk, but when your eyes sparkle, your lips pull up far enough to see your teeth and your cheeks go a bit pink, that was most definitely his favourite sight.

Even the most enchanting storybook couples would stare amazed at the adoration Fred Weasley and Y/n L/n shared for each other. Two best friends pining for the other without realizing the mutual warmth that had grown. Spending countless hours together, hiding their flushed cheeks, sweaty palms and loving eyes to enjoy every moment spent together.

When the Yule ball was announced Fred had fallen flat on his face running up to ask you. He’d spotted you in the clock tower courtyard with one of your friends and he knew immediately, you were the only person he’d want to go with. He sprinted up to you intending to drop to his knee and ask, but his foot got caught in the stone and he fell for you the second time. Now any other person may have lost hope and ran away, but Fred Weasley was determined to make the most of it, rebounding it with a cheesy pick up line, In true Fred fashion.

Cinderella would’ve glared in jealousy when the two of you waltzed across the dance floor. Not only was the night magical, but it was awkward, nervous, and fun. It didn’t seem like the far fetched dance at the end of a film, it felt real. You’d step on his toes and he’d shuffle his hand around your waist, but when it came down to it, you didn’t care. You really did feel like a princess dancing in the arms of her lover, swaying to the beautiful music as other students starred in awe at the two gryffindors gliding around the room, laughing happily while moving their feet in a mesmerizing waltz.

That night Fred Weasley finally asked you to be his girlfriend, he got down on his knee in the middle of the dance floor, pouring his heart out to you, his confession wiping even the soliloquies of Romeo Montague out of the water.

“Y/n, from the moment you started to talk to me in our third year, I fell. You make me smile, laugh, blush and always know how to cheer me up. Honestly, why didn’t you start talking to me sooner? I never knew how much I needed you, but my eyes have been cleared, my feelings in tune and now I’m asking you on the dance floor to maybe take this foolish man to be your prince?”

Droplets emerged from your eyes as you shook your head up and down, happy tears flowing free as you pulled the red-head up again.

The entire student body had paused to take in the scene before them, watching in surprise as Fred Weasley stood to his feet to dip the girl with tear stained cheeks into a low kiss, only standing again to catch his breath before stealing you away out the door.

You’d give anything to go back to that night. The seed of young adoration finally blossoming into a flower of love. Love so true, beautiful and pure you’d probably blind anyone who saw. You ran through the halls to Black Lake, dancing to the beats of your hearts in the embrace of your love, swaying in the moonlight as puzzle pieces of your life finally seemed to fall into place and stars aligned.

Holding your love in your arms is a feeling so surreal and fantastic, something that has an addicting property that you couldn’t help but crave. When Fred’s arms surrounded you, you didn’t feel trapped, enclosed, barricaded. You felt free, as though you could fly.

It is hard to define love, but what was between the redhead prankster and gryffindor dreamer painted a clear picture for anyone to see. Love opens the best in us, it reveals pieces of us never seen before and unlocks emotions never known. Fred grew more in love with you with each passing day and his desire to see the smile upon your face never faded.

Your love for your prince charming was something that would never be taken away from you. Everyday took your breath away and every time Fred smiled at you, your brain seemed to turn to mush, the childhood pining never seemed to leave.

Your last year at Hogwarts brought about some problems, with the monstrous pink toad and Fred’s tendencies for trouble, you could say difficulties were inevitable. Nights where Fred snuck into your dorm broken down, tired, and ready to collapse became frequent, especially after he was banned from the quidditch team. Fred was hesitant to reveal his sensitivity, but with cuts across his hands and the loss of his favourite activity, he was willing to lose it all just to rest in your arms again. Many nights he’d run to you, exhausted and restless. You’d hold him close, soothe him the best you could and heal his wounds to the best of your abilities. You didn’t know what to say, but you didn’t need to talk. Fred was content laying on your chest as you fussed over him, pressing kisses across his freckled face and mumbling rather choice words under your breath about the pink devil as you gently caressed his injured hand as light as a butterfly.

You were the first person he’d told his scheme to leave Hogwarts to, begging you to go with him and start a new life in a place he’d dreamt of since he was a child. He honestly wasn’t expecting you to agree, but how could you not? It’s not like you had much planned. Anyways, you were tired of the pain Fred had to endure during the past year, so if he was ready to leave, so were you.

You’d compare flying a broom into the sky as fireworks flashed behind you, to riding into the sunset on the back of a stallion, but yours was so much cooler. Fred had grabbed you from the floor and pulled you onto his broom, you clutched onto him for dear life as he and George flew their last victory lap and destroyed every last horrid plaque of rules that hung on the walls of the school of magic. Another feeling of freedom was evident throughout the entire building as victorious cheers sound from every window.

This was definitely better than a ride into the sunset.

Life with the twins in Weasleys’ Wizards Wheezes couldn’t be defined by just one word. It was exciting, chaotic and the most fun you’ve had in your life. Designing product boxes and using charms was more of your strong suit while the boys caused explosion after explosion, perfecting their concoctions. As weeks turned into months, you and Fred felt as though you were really living a couple’s life. Waking up wrapped in each other’s arm without the worry of being caught, making and eating breakfast to tunes on the radio, dancing to a record player as day bled into night and your feet finally got sore.

This is how fairy tale characters must feel after their story ends, you’d think every day, happy and so deeply in love, relishing every moment together and at peace.

You’d finally been introduced to Mrs. Weasley that coming Christmas, her tender love really made you feel welcome and almost moved you to tears.

“It’s nice to see Freddie finally found someone who loves him as much as you do, I can see it in your eyes darling, you’re perfect for him.”

Fred never understood why they said ‘fall’ in love, sure you may feel your senses fade at times but it was never like a fall. If it made sense he’d say he rose into love for you. You brought him to cloud nine, you raised his spirits whenever you joked with him when he was down. You raised the corners of his lips into a smile by just existing. You raised him further towards his dreams and supported him no matter what. Ironically, he dropped to his knee to propose to you, just like he had in your sixth year at the Yule Ball, once again pouring his heart out to you, this time to truly make you his.

“Here we are again, love.” He laughed as he fell to his knee behind you in a muggle park not too far from Diagon Alley.

“Darling, I love you. I love you so much and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You push me towards my dreams, comfort me when I’m upset, and make me smile every single day. I realized how much I needed you back in our sixth year, but today I ask you to seal the deal and become, y/n Weasley?”

It is hard to define love, so many forms of it, so many ways to express it and spread it to the people around you, but when Fred Weasley proposed to you, people looked over and felt the unconditional love between two people that brought tears to their eyes. When Fred Weasley looked at you, you were his everything. His past, present and future, his calm during a storm, his brightest star.

When Y/n said yes, you could hear the love of the purest of heart. The love of a best friend and a partner.

Love opens the best in us, it reveals pieces of us never seen before and unlocks emotions never known. Fred could now ensure a smile on your face for the rest of your days, and the childhood pining could finally rest knowing you would be with this man forever.

When the war finally pulled the wizarding world into the dark, the prankster and the dreamer knew they wouldn’t be able to stand to the side. They needed to help bring back the peace, and they would fight beside the people they cared about. The wedding was postponed until further notice, but it was sworn on a pinky promise that as soon as the chaos was over, you’d pick up where you left off and walk down the aisle in your white dress.

As you stood on the Hogwarts school ground, death eaters on every side and Voldemort cackling maniacally, you reached out for your prince’s hand. Closing your eyes to regain your calm before you had to charge into the incoming fight. Fred had squeezed your hand before pressing his lips to yours in the most passionate kiss the two of you had ever shared.

Looking back, you should’ve held Fred there with you, by your side throughout the entire fight. You should have kept your hands interlocked, standing tall by each other’s side, an unbreakable force to be reckoned with.

Instead the two of you charged forward separated, fighting close, but by your friends’ sides, throwing spell after spell to inch closer to a brighter future. Pain didn’t matter, each wave of your wand could be a step closer to a happy tomorrow.

It was almost thrilling fighting by your classmate, protecting them brought a new sense of purpose to your being and drowned out everything else to focus on the task at hand. Things were turning your way, Neville slayed that dreaded snake, Harry returned, Voldemort would never win now right? Everything would turn out fine. Right?

How wrong you were.

Victory was within reach, death eaters were filtering into smaller numbers and your friends were still alive. Your head was swivelling for your love, the only thought on your mind being to find your prince, your knight, the love of your life. The flash of red hair was just ahead, the light at the end of the tunnel was right there. You called out his name and his head whipped to meet yours. Your eyes met and you could see your future, your wedding, a family, growing old with this man.

Then the rubble fell, and in a flash, everything was taken away from you.

It is hard to define love, but when witches and wizards heard the shrill cry of a heart being torn in half, they could feel the love y/n l/n held for Fred Weasley. The pure, unconditional love that would’ve withstanded the test of time and any problem life could throw her way. The love that had so much hope many people turned away, it was too much to bear. The love that had you digging even though your hands were scabbed and bleeding.

Now when you ask how Fred Weasley showed his love in this scenario, the only thing to say was he died with a smile on his face. He died knowing his last sight was the love of his life running towards him, ready to turn to the next chapter of their lives.

You dug through the rock frantically, grasping onto the hope that for some divine reason Fred could be alive.

This isn’t how the story is supposed to end, your prince was supposed to wrap you into your arms and every problem was supposed to melt away, you were supposed to marry, kiss in front of all your family and friends and live the rest of your days together.

Realization hit you like a speeding train, you were never going to walk down the aisle to see Fred’s reaction to you in a white dress, you were never going to hold your child in your arms and see Fred become the amazing father you knew he would become. You were never going to see him grey and old, still a prankster and still deeply in love. You were never going to feel his lips against yours ever again. Hear his whispers in your ear about how much he loved you, or his melodic laugh that brought butterflies to your stomach every time.

Turns out, the villain of your story wasn’t unrequited love, it wasn’t Umbridge or even Voldemort. It was something even more cruel and insufferable. Death is not something humans really understand, even the most powerful witches and wizards cannot deny that death will come upon you, it is inevitable. There is so much about death we do not understand. All we know is one minute they’re here, the next they’re gone. But you might say, this is a fairy tale, there’s bound to be a happy solution and our lovers will get their happy ending. No, this is reality and our lovers were not that lucky, and the loss of half a heart is not something to be taken lightly.

“No.”

When Fred’s body was retrieved, you were joined by the rest of the Weasley family in their grieving, and while you could never understand what it would be like to lose a brother and a son, you’d lost the man you were going to spend the rest of your days with, and that left a hole in your heart never to be repaired, never to heal.

To lose a lover, but to hold their lifeless body in your arms is a surreal feeling you wouldn’t wish on your worst enemy, it’s something that has the power to break even the strongest people and make the most positive lose hope. Every ounce of love in your being spilt through tears that held every wish and hope you’ve ever had. That day you lost your feeling of freedom, and a sick sense of being trapped plagued your every move.

This isn’t how the story was supposed to end.

“What happened to their ‘happily ever after?” A young girl asks her father.

“Well young y/n, as you may know you were named after the very girl who fell in love with my brother and lost everything. Some say she died of a broken heart, others say Freddie came back and took her away to paradise.” An older George Weasley smiles down at his young daughter, snuggled in blankets, clutching a picture frame in her small hands.

“But why couldn’t uncle Fred come back? I thought every fairy tale ends with a happily ever after, those were aunt y/n’s favourite stories right?” Young y/n’s brown eyes flash in confusion and hurt as she lowers the photo of you to her lap.

“Yes, they were her favourite. There was no doubt her and Fred had a love greater than any fairy tale, but not all love stories get a ‘happily ever after.’ Sometimes it’s just a ‘once upon a time.”