#The way I cussed out Luigi after this

[nintooner]

Thanks for nothing, Luigi 😑

[monimccoythings]

Tiny and cute!

Here I come with a new one! Thanks to all the shitposts that give me life and inspiration to write this! I think this might be the last one I write of this series for now, because I’m literally out of ideas lol. But it has been really really fun. I really enjoyed it. But don’t worry, I’ll keep posting if I get more ideas.

Ayyy lmao when I get a better quality of the angery boi in a pickle jar I update it. This contains spoilers!!! If you haven’t watched the movie yet, go and watch it now! It’s worth it!

Previous parts: 1 and 2

Next parts: 4 and 5

tags: @loveforfandomsstuff @harpy-space​

After so many tiring weeks working your ass off for the minimum wage, you finally got a very well deserved vacation. Which you were totally planning to spend with your friends and your little pal.

He was such a grumpy pants, he cussed you whenever you came close, but deep down inside his little black heart you knew he craved the attention. If only he didn’t try to bite your fingers with his hampter teef.

So, you, Peach, Mario, Luigi and Toad set off on a journey to the Kong Kingdom, a tropical paradise, for a week of unashamedly lazing off. Since nobody trusted Bowser to be left on his own without causing a ruckus (throwing the piano over and over again against the bars of the cage), you so kindly offered to bring him along in a pet carrier. Oh he was big mad now.

Didn’t help that you kept feeding him apple slices through the bars saying “does the Big Boy want his appy slices?” and it certainly didn’t help either that the Big Boy really wanted his appy slices. To make up for the embarrasment, maybe you’d let him take a sip of your Caipiranha plant cocktail.

The Kong Kingdom was something you wouldn’t have even imagined in a thousand years, and you came from the Mushroom Kingdom. Throw tropical paradise, with Aztec aesthetic and Nash Car in a blender, mix it, and that’s what you get.

One of the Kongs kindly took you all to your huts and very wisely ignored all the Traffic regulations and laws of safe driving, which moved you so much, you spent the entire journey with tears in your eyes and your mouth open in a never ending scream of pure terror.  Yeah, next time you were walking.

One of the most peculiar traditions of the Kongs that you experienced there was some kind of tournament in a stage that was literally floating on air. You had to say it was a bit awkward when the kinda handsome? and cocky prince of the Kongs invited you all over to ‘smash’. Oh well, it would be way too difficult and weird to explain it to them anyways, and quoting Mario, ‘that was a pipe that wasn’t worth exploring’.

The tournament was like watching a real gladiator battle, but the gladiators had superpowers, and they were monkeys. Of course DK won, since, until Mario, he was the undefeated champion. He was a show off, you were truly impressed and cheering for him. He sent a flirtatious wink your way. And a loud thump was heard from inside the carrier. Awww, potato man didn’t want anybody else catching your attention. That was so sweet of him, actually.

The truth was, that despite this being a bit of a holiday, the real reason you all were there was because the turtle had to answer for his crimes against the Kong Kingdom. Godzilla v. Kong. It was jury duty for your friends, yaaayy.

Apparently Bowser didn’t get the memo. He was absolutely angery, screaming, raging, fighting. There was no way to handle him. To try an coerce him out of the carrier and into a proper cage was a task no Kong was patient enough to endure.

Would have it been easier to handle if he had remained in his temporary enclosure? Yeah, it would, but Kongs were monkeys with deeply rooted traditions, and if the teeny mutant ninja toitle had to be in a cage on the witness stand, then he would be in it, conscious or not. Looks like they had very little regard for the rules of the courtroom, but he had tried to kill them, so they were even.

Nobody took into account the possibility that he would manage to break free and make a run for the entrance. Tbh, it was kinda sad to watch him give the effort of his life trying to get to a door that was like ten feet away from where you all were. Still, no Kong was able to lay a hand on him, given how slow he was and how eager he seemed in getting hit, it was as if they were avoiding him on purpose. Peach would later explain you that given the nature of the power up, if he got hit in any way the mushroom would loose its effect and would turn him back to his original size, which was a big nope.

While the jury was debating wheter let him enjoy what little freedom he would have before he was tricked back into the pet carrier or just pick him and finish it, you had a moment of enlightment. That was it, the moment you had been waiting for for the last months, what you had unconsciously been training for your entire life. This was your moment to shine, your moment to be the hero, your moment to-

“Look at you so tiny and cute!” You gushed, picking him up, mindful of the spikes in his shell. He wiggled, trying to be set free and demanding you to put him down that instant or throw him as hard as you could against the wall. But the only thing you wanted to do was...

* smooch * You kissed the tip of his nose. You had been wanting to boop it since day one, and its scales were as soft as you had imagined. Your life dream had been achieved.

Bowser went very still in your hold. His eyes were wide and his pupils had shrunk with shock. The Kongs looked horrified at you so casually holding a narcissistic and psychotic tyrant like a pet, Peach was awkardly smiling at the eldest Kong, Cranky, while Mario and DK were trying as hard as they could to not burst out laughing. Luigi quietly snapped a pic and quickly hid the phone in his overalls, when the guards shot him dirty looks.

It were a couple of uncomfortable minutes that felt like years for all of you, until someone decided to clear their throat, snapping all out of their stupor. Bowser was still frozen so putting him inside the cage was easy. And so, the trial went on without any more disturbances. Whetever the sentence was, he didn’t hear it, nor did he care. Because his mind was occupied by something else. The kiss.

BONUS SCENE

You didn’t know how it had all started but suddenly there was a loud explosion and the entire castle was on flames. Tumbling, you made your way through a bunch of screaming toads towards the source of the blast. Because you perfectly knew where it had started.

The thick smoke made your eyes watery and you blinked several times, trying to clear your vision through the tears. You coughed several times, your lungs ached and you felt like you were going to pass out at any given moment. But you had to keep going fowards, make sure everyone got out safe. And by everyone you meant every single one of the creatures inhabiting this castle.

Finally, you reached the giantic doors. Exhausted, you tripped and desperately clinged onto the golden knobs, burnng your palms in the process due to the overheated metal. Thankfully, your weight was enough to pull the doorknob and push the door open.

You fell against the cracked marble floor, the only things in front of you were the dark columns of smoke that clouded your vision and the burning roar of the flames in your ears. Until, you saw it.

A gigantic dark shadow with glowing red eyes pulled out from the darkest of nightmarish Hells. The eyes burned with a flaming passion and seemed to be piercing your soul. For the first time in a long time, you felt true fear running through your veins. Still, you were too stunned to move.

A low rumble came out of that disturbing sight. It started to approach you, with every step it took the ground shook, and the less time you had to make a run for it. A shiver ran down your spine at the thought that were you brave enough to run, this monster would catch you in a matter of seconds despite its size.

A sob got caught in your throat when the smoke cleared and you got to see the owner of those eyes.

Your little fella. Your beloved tiny musical tot that played piano. Literally everyone’s warnings against him suddenly came to mind. He was not so little now.

Bowser extended one hulking arm, and with one of his meaty fingers, he dragged a claw through your collarbone without breaking the skin, like some twisted version of a caress. He let out a low purr, certainly deepest than it had sounded merely days ago. “Look at you...So tiny and cute...”

[ayearlaterletters]

july 26th - august 1st

Writing this on July 30th and it's currently 4:07 pm. I'm waiting for you to make your way here to pick me up so we can have our late afternoon read at the park and boba session date.

July 26th Friday: I believe we went on a boba date together at Feng Cha. Also, we both felt our feelings that day. I was on the phone with Maryanne crying all day about everything and anything. I took your tone and attitude personally like talking to me as a friend and I don't know why it hurt but I guess it's because I love it when you talk to me sweetly. After our venting session and boba date we went to Armando's then you drove me home so I can attend work tomorrow morning. You dropped me off at home at a reasonable time in order for me to get some rest before my "Monday". I also admitted my adoption in the Mexican families and the gang I've established, "vato locos" New character unlocked haha

July 27th: Saturday was your only day off and as I got home you messaged me if I would like to attend Marcus volleyball game in mission valley. Absolutley yes of course I'll love to spend time with you both. We went to 85 degree bakery and all got drinks. you and I got food items. i showed Marcus my magic trick for the first time and he enjoyed it. i failed the second time, but oh well. after boba, we took Marcus home because he really wanted to take a nap from a his first week back at school. After we dropped him off, you and I went off to do our own little adventure at the beach. we read on verity on the beach, walked the pier, and you were feeling quite naughty but I had to go home to troopie. our day ended but we continued talking throughout the night.

July 28th Sunday: You went to work and I attended a movie date with my family to see deadpol & wolverine at the LOT in La Jolla, which we seriously need to attend because it's so pretty and bougie like adults only theater. We didn't see one another so it was body day for the both of us. (body day: Michael's term for rest day. My new favorite term)

July 29th Monday: We both went to work. I ate really good and had a food coma. Musa counting down the next 6 days until I'm single and you learned cocaine is from a plant called the coca mixed and cut with baking soda to be stretched out. My lover boy was my passenger princess for the lovely evening. I drove 100 miles to come see you. I picked you up and I wanted to do a spontaneous trip to Coronado. We went to Vons and got another can of Mike's hard, no ice cream, and no mc donalds. it's ok, we found yellow roses finally. Monday you touched me at the park with other people around, very naughty. drove 100 back to your place so we can finish our business on our dark street. i didnt' get home until midnight but you helped me called in for work for the very first time because trooper fell and injured himself. his breathing was heavy and he was limping. unsure if I had to take him to the vet the next morning but I stayed home to make sure trooper was okay before the vet was needed. you were very supportive along the whole way and I appreciate your gestures.

July 30th Tuesday: Our days off from work - yours officially and I called in for trooper. Luckily trooper was good in the morning, he was a bit sore because he fell on his elbow so he was limping but he was his happy self still. my mom and I took turns taking care of trooper that day. Trooper in the care of my mom for the rest of the day, you scooped me up and took me to Marcus' volleyball practice. You actually came and got me because I lore dumped about my brother and family relationship. you witnessed me angry screaming and cussing for the first time. you picked me up earlier that day and we went to get some boba at Feng Cha in Chula Vista and read at the park for a little bit. I started reading Nail Gaiman's The Ocean At The End of The Lane. After practice, we went to Luigi's and got pizza and beer together. We both were feeling the beer, walked the pier, and then tried to get busy but your mom lectured you about drinking and bringing me over. The night was shortly ended and I had to take an uber home because your mother didn't want you to drive me home. it's ok I knew I would see you again on Thursday.

July 31st Wednesday: It's Oscar's birthday! We talked later in the day because I fell asleep on the couch with trooper while I read a few chapters of my book. i woke up at like 2pm. received a phone call from Sharon Powell and spoke to her for like 50 minutes. After the phone call, then we finally spoke. I witnessed you getting ready for the first time and this time you weren't the one needing to pick me up. It was a process seeing you bouncing up and down room to room getting ready but I enjoyed being you on the phone. I also bought movie tickets to see the new movie, it ends with us in theaters which I'm really excited for because I've been waiting for this movie to happen since the beginning of this year and the wait is finally over! we will watch it together, i do not care if i rewatch it because i highly enjoyed the book series. I worked out, ate some good dinner, read more of my book, and watched some youtube before i fell asleep. you didn't get home until like almost midnight but by the time you called me i was asleep. i called you at 3:32 a minute before 333 so it was a sign of waking up and needing to be on the phone with you. you and i both woke up a jolt of energy between the both of us feeling one another distance away. perfect timing.

Hi baby, im writing this section on August 2nd at 8:11 am. I need to continue before I forget our days together. I don't want to forget. i want to treasure our moments because I lose my sense of time and direction when I'm with you. everyday feels like a new day to me. it's like my memory has been wiped away and you help me understand why I fell for you everyday. it's like my version of 50 first dates. i don't get tired of you telling me the same thing because I love hearing your point of view. being with you is like a dream, a repetitive dream but a good one, one I'm not scared to be in because I feel safe with you. you were once a dream an imagination a thought in my head but I look at you and think wow like seriously this man right here wants to spend time with me but before we didn't even talk or text barely just moments of hellos and goodbyes at work. you are special to be given to me in my space and energy and the universe blessed me with you. you gained the courage to just ask me. my prayers have been answered - for someone like you. please don't ever forget that you need to be more confident in yourself. give yourself more credit because you deserve it. when we all say you're the best we seriously mean it. we as in your kids. once my trainer, but you were the best in my eyes. i liked your training style. reminds me of mine when I train others. very kind and friendly also patient which I appreciate. also very knowledgable and helpful. Forgot to add that you also simplify the mumbo jumbo into one easy understandable sentence.

Jumping to first impressions which im very shy to tell you but I'm pretty sure in due time I will tell you just I haven't told you what my first impression was of you besides how I thought u were seriously cute and how I thought u were as a trainer but this description goes deep in my inner mind.

the first day i noticed you, you wore a suit. a nice button-up your coworkers were complimenting you on. i think the first couple days you had your hair pulled back into a pony tail. i don't remember what day you wore your suit but I was checking you out and thought oh damn he looks really fucking good in his suit. i find out it was your uniform and thought damn I'm going to be working next to this guy in this suit... what a nice view to start my day. I liked Michael with this ponytail but you showed up to work with your afro out and I complimented your hair on how voluminous your hair is. you wore your hair natural so I hardly saw ponytail Michael again. i like both hair pulled back, braided - which took my breathe away because its a different hairstyle I havent seen you in before, and of course natural Michael. i like all versions of Michael. i really seriously do. i told you to always be yourself don't change and I dont plan on changing you because I like you for you! you is what made me fall in like for you!!!

Resuming our days now (time 8:27am)

August 1st Thursday: You went to work and it was still my day off. I went on a nice walk with trooper, got some coffee and veggie plate, finished my book, and got ready to see you for Marcus' volleyball game. National Girlfriend day and we celebrated by just being with one another I didnt ask for anything special or anything was planned specifically we just did our usual after dropping Marcus off at home. but we actually got fast food for the first time Mcdonalds and burgerking. once we gathered our meal we head to the beach and ate together, talked, and kissed. our kissing always leads to us being intimate. i love having a partner that is attracted to me. it's a feeling only you've given me and I appreciate you for making me feel seen and admired. i mean what I say that my feelings for you is new to me and something I've never felt before for anyone else, truly. i make you feel good verbally, emotionally, and mentally and in return you pleasure me to show me how good I make you feel inside. you love making love to me, you're inside me and I feel like heaven to you. together we feel at home. just right.

I will continue August 2nd another day another time. now it's time for me to go get trooper and walk him around the block, eat some breakfast, read, drink plenty of fluids, think about getting some more of that delicious coffee I had yesterday, work out, and await for your call. i pray and hope today is a good day for both of us. it is truly another blessing to wakeup again and see you another day. hear from you again. i am so blessed to have you in my life. i appreciate you and I value you. i see my life with you.

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<3 angel your girlfriend.

[prettyinlimegreenboots]

“Okay that’s it, party’s over! Get out of my house!”

Alright y’all, buckle up and hold on tight because this one is a doozy! This is 3400 words!! There’s some mentions of cursing and drinking.

October 25

Taking a sip from his red solo cup, he scanned the house, grinning at the activity around him. It was his and Race’s annual Halloween party, the music was loud and the house packed. Albert, as Captain Hook, and Race, as Luigi, were laughing about something in the corner. Jack was leaning over to kiss a black cat, Kat’s costume for the party. And himself was Mario.

His pocket vibrated, catching him off guard. Digging out his phone, he chuckled watching Race shake his head violently, denying whatever Albert had said to him. Opening his phone, he almost dropped it when he comprehended the message that was staring him in the face.

His eyes read the message once, then twice, then again just to make sure he was reading it correctly. He shuffled over to Race, who lit up at the appearance of his husband. “Spottie, imma need you to settle this debate - what’s better Kit Kat’s or Reese’s?”

“That’s what you’re arguing about over here?” Spot shook his head. “Here I was thinking that it was about football teams. But Kit Kat’s are better.”

Albert grinned and pumped his fist, high-fiving Spot. “Thank you my good man. In your face Racer.”

“Whatever.” Race grinned, wrapping his arm around Spot’s shoulder. “Haven’t seen you in a while, snookums. Where have you been hiding?”

Spot leaned up and kissed him with a grin. “Hanging out on the porch with Itey and Hotshot. But I gotta show you something.”

“Does it require the bedroom?” Race rose his eyebrows up and down suggestively.

Giving him a look, Spot slowly shook his head before handing over his phone. “Unfortunately, no but look at this.”

Spot watched Race’s face as he read the text message before looking up at him with tears. “You’re not pulling my leg, right? This is legit happening?”

“I would never pull your leg at this. Now shall we kick all of these people out of the house before heading that way?” Spot asked before Race pulled him into a searing kiss and a big hug.

Jack and Kat came up to them with identical looks of concern. “Everything okay?”

Shoving Spot’s phone in Kat’s hands, he grinned. “Can you help us kick everyone out?”

Katherine squealed reading the text message, giving them a quick hug before nodding enthusiastically. “Absolutely!”

“Okay that’s it, party’s over! Get out of my house!” Spot yelled, walking through the house towards the bedroom to change out of his costume as Race followed behind him yelling the same thing. “Party’s over! Get out of my house!”

Ten minutes later, with shouts of elation from their friends and family, Race and Spot were in the car on the way to their destination. Hands were laced together as Race drove. Spot tapped his toes, wishing things would hurry up and go faster. “Calm down Spottie. These things take time.”

“But Race …” Spot started, squeezing his husband’s hand, with a shaky breath. “This has been our dream!”

Race grinned, pulling into the parking lot of the giant building. “We’ve waited three years, a few more hours won’t kill us. Besides, Jack and Kat will be up shortly - why she didn’t want to show up dressed as a cat is beyond me?”

Spot laughed, leaning over and kissing him. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Shall we go?” Race asked, reaching in the backseat for the backpack that had been packed and in the car for weeks.

As they walked towards the building, they laced their hands, ready to face whatever was coming their way. After checking in, they were directed to a quiet room with a TV, few magazines, and six chairs, a private area to wait.

Dropping the bag on the ground, Race took a seat stretching his legs out. “Come sit, it’s going to take some time.”

“I’ve got to stand. I don’t know how you’re so calm right now.” Spot shook his head. “How have our roles reversed?”

Race opened the bag, taking out his Switch, shrugging. “Not sure but enjoy it while you can. Wanna battle on MarioKart?”

“Not right now.” Spot was tense.

Standing up, Race went to Spot’s side, pulling him into a hug, kissing him gently. “Hey, it’s okay to be nervous, scared and happy. As I said earlier, we’ve been waiting for three years, and it’s finally happening. Now all we can do is wait - if you want to pace, pace. But it’s not going to make the time go by any faster.”

Sitting back down, Race grabbed his Switch, keeping an eye on his husband before starting to play MarioKart. With a sigh, Spot took a seat next to him as Race grinned victorious. A quiet fell on the room with a cuss word coming from Race every now and then when he got hit with a green shell. Before long, Spot was pulling his own Switch from the bag, starting an epic battle of MarioKart between the two.

An hour after they had arrived, and several races on MarioKart, Race’s phone dinged with a text message. “Jack and Kat are on their way up. They told everyone to hang back and we’d text with news.”

Nodding, Spot’s tongue poked out between his lips before throwing a blue shell in Race’s direction. “Damn you Spottie. Give a guy a heads up!”

“Why would I do that?” Spot grinned, focused on the device in his hands. “And I win again …. Wanna go again?”

Race huffed, giving him a look as the door opened, revealing Jack and Kat in jeans and hoodies. “Why would I want to get beat again for the third time? Hi guys.”

“Hey yourselves.” Kat closed the door behind her grinning at the two, sitting near the door. “Any news?”

“None yet.” Shaking his head, Race handed over his Switch to Jack, standing and joining Kat across the room. “Kick his ass for me.”

Race and Kat watched the two hurl threats at one another before Kat nudged Race. “How are you both holding up?”

“Spot was nervous earlier but I pulled him into MarioKart and he’s seemed to calm down some.” Race shrugged, playing with his hoodie pocket.

“And you?” Kat adjusted in her seat so she focused on him, searching for any clues.

He sighed. “Surprisingly calm. We’ve been waiting for this for so long and part of me can’t believe we’re finally here and part of me just wants it to be over.”

“That’s understandable. But you can let yourself be excited and worried and nervous.” Kat put a hand on his shoulder. “You’re gonna be a dad soon, Race and that’s nothing little. Just talk to your brother.”

Race laughed, shaking his head at the memory of Jack holding his nephew for the first time. “I thought he was going to drop Nathan.”

“You and me both.” Kat grinned. “Yes, we had 9ish months to prepare for it but that didn’t diminish all the emotions we felt. Luckily he was better when Lucy came and even better when we welcomed Emmy and Sadie.”

Nodding, he saw where his sister-in-law was coming from. “I guess I’m just being cautiously optimistic since two of these have gone this exact way but the mother’s changed their minds.”

“That was in the past. This one will be different.” Kat smiled. “So many things are already different between this one and the previous ones. You will be walking out of this place with a baby, Race.”

He hoped she was right. “Alright, Aunt Kat.”

She gasped, tears rushing to her eyes with a laugh. “Oh that sounds so sweet. Got names picked out?”

“Four, two of each.” Race grinned. They had opted not to find out what Samantha, the birth mom, was carrying. “And no you’re not finding out early. Shit, I should call Medda.”

“Jack did as we drove here.” Kat gave him a look. “She was a little upset she was hearing it from Jack and not you but she sends her love and forgiveness. She does want a call when they arrive.”

Nodding, Race made a mental note. “When did it sink in that you were truly a mom?”

“When I held Nate for the first time.” She grinned. “Yes I carried him and all but it didn’t hit me until I snuggled him and kissed his forehead.”

Race looked across the room at Spot and Jack who had their heads together talking about who knows what. Feeling his eyes, Spot looked up, sending him an air kiss before grinning at him.

“I always wondered how all of you killed the time in the waiting room when we had the kids.” Kat grinned, as Spot snorted.

“Hence why we brought the Switches.” Spot shook his head, fiddling with his phone. “After Nate, we learned to pack a bag full of snacks, games, and randomness because we never knew how long it would be.”

A knock on the door caught all of their attention. Spot and Race stood up, opening up the door to a nurse who has a bright smile on her face. “Sean and Antony?”

“Yes, that’s us.” Spot widened the door to let her in.

She closed the door behind her before motioning them to sit down. “I’m Anna, one of the nurses in the delivery room and I wanted to let you know that your daughter has arrived - she weighs 7 pounds, 7 ounces, and 22 inches long and was born at 9:56pm. The birth mother just signed her rights away and we’re just cleaning baby girl up and I’ll bring her in shortly.”

Tears were streaming down Spot and Race’s faces as the nurse finished. “Thank you so much for letting us know.”

“Do you have any questions before I head back?” Anna asked looking at the two awestruck dads.

Spot looked at Race before shaking his head. “I don’t think so. Thank you so much for letting us know.”

Anna showed herself out as Race pulled Spot into a hug and a kiss before the tears started up again. “Spottie … a daughter. We have a little girl.”

“Oh I love you.” Spot pulled back, wiping the tears, laughing. “A little girl.”

Race wiped his tears before looking at Jack and Kat who both had tears streaming down their faces. “Congratulations guys. A little girl.”

Jack pulled Race into a hug with a couple of slaps to his back. “Congrats dad!”

Kat did the same, but she was much gentler with Spot. “Congrats papa!”

She laughed when the “oh shit” look crossed Spot’s face as she gave him another hug. “Hey, you’re gonna be okay. That little girl will have you hooked around her finger but that’ll be okay.”

Race bounded over to Kat with a grin before picking her up and spinning her around. “Didya hear? I’ve got a little girl.”

Laughing at her little brother, Kat grinned. “I did hear something about that. Congrats Race.”

The room grew quiet as the door slowly opened revealing Anna with a bundle in her arms. She grinned at the two men who were in awe. “Who wants to hold her first?”

Kat and Jack moved back, each watching Spot and Race point to one another before Race stepped forward for Anna to transfer the baby into his arms.

Sitting down, Race let his eyes sweep over the baby - his daughter. He felt Spot sit to his right as they both admired the sleeping baby. “Oh hello there. She’s perfect, Spot.”

“Yea she is.” He looked at Jack and Kat before looking at Anna.

“I’ll leave you guys but there’s a ringer on the table if you need anything.” She smiled. “Congratulations you guys!”

Spot and Race both nodded, too enthralled with the baby. Listening to the door click shut, Spot turned to Race. “She needs a name.”

“We’ve got two. Feeling any of those?” Race asked as they both thought about the names.

Spot sighed. They had picked out Charlotte Elisabeth and McKensie Kate as their two but he didn’t feel like either name was a fit for their little girl. “No - she doesn’t look like a Charlotte or a McKensie.”

“We’re going to go search for some coffee. Let the three of you have some time.” Kat grinned. Before either could say anything, the door opened and shut again, leaving just Race and Spot in the room.

Spot pulled out his phone, going to the notes section where all of their names were listed. “Alrighty, we got Adeline, Evelyn, and Isabella. Any of those?”

“If I remember right, we both liked Adeline, right? Two nicknames if we wanted - Lina and Addie.” Holding her up, Race looked at their daughter. “I like it. You?”

“Adeline Higgins-Conlon.” It rolls off the tongue. “Now a middle name.”

Race passed Adeline to Spot with a grin. “Here, hold your daughter. What about one of the original middle names we had? Elisabeth or Kate?”

“I am drawn to Adeline Elisabeth Higgins-Conlon.” Spot grinned, brushing a hand over her light brown hair. “What do you think, miss? Do you approve?”

Adeline yawned, smacking her lips with a sigh. “I think she approves.”

The two watched her a bit before Spot looked at Race. “Do you want to go get Kat and Jack? And maybe tell a nurse her name?”

Pressing a kiss to her forehead before kissing Spot, Race nodding standing up. “I’ll be back.”

“We’ll be here.” Spot grinned, watching him leave before looking at the baby. “Hi little girl. Your dad and I are so happy that you’re here. We’ve waited a long time for you. You are so loved, miss.”

He sighed, letting it sink in that him and Race were truly parents and so far it felt pretty good. He knew that cloud 9 feeling would eventually vanish but he was relishing in it for as long as possible.

He was so in his thoughts, he didn’t hear the door open but felt more bodies in the room. He felt Katherine sit next to him and rub his back. “Wanna hold her?”

Kat grinned, holding her arms so Spot could transfer her into them. Kat’s face immediately softened. “Oh hello sweet girl. Look at you. She’s gorgeous, you two.”

“Race, did you call Medda?” Jack pointed at him with a grin. “She wasn’t happy it was me telling her that you were on the way to the hospital and not you.”

Race picked up the phone, dialing a number before listening to it ring. “Hey momma, guess what?” “No, you’re supposed to guess!” “Ok, fine … I’m a daddy. You’ve got another granddaughter. Yea, uh huh.”

Kat looked at Spot. “So what’s her name?”

“Adeline Elisabeth Higgins-Conlon.” Spot said it carefully as not to botch it. “Race and I fell in love with the name Adeline, it means noble, and Elisabeth is after her aunt Kat.”

Tears clouded her eyes, a skip in her breath. “Why?”

“Why not?” Spot laughed, as Race hung up the phone and asked the question. “Addie is going to know how much her aunt and uncle mean to this family. You two have been there every step of the way, much more than anyone else. There was never a question of not using your name.”

Reaching up to brush the tears away, Kat nodded. “I’m absolutely honored. Thank you.”

“Don’t thank us. We should be thanking you.” Race crouched down, kissing his sister’s cheek before running a hand over Addie’s head. “Momma didn’t kill me.”

“Not yet she hasn’t.” Jack grinned. “Is it my turn to hold the munchkin, yet?”

“Sit down first.” Kat gave him a look. “Don’t want you almost fainting like you did with Lucy.”

Jack rolled his eyes but did as his wife asked. “That was one time.”

Kat gave him a look before transferring Addie into her uncle’s arms, who immediately softened at the little girl in his arms. “Oh you’re just a little thing huh? Oh hi little one. Oh you and I are going to be thick as thieves. I’ll sneak you all the Christmas cookies you want.”

“She’s not even two hours old and you're bribing her already?” Race scoffed, shaking his head. “Uncle of the year right there.”

Jack looked up and stuck his tongue out at the new dads. “I’ve gotta let her know she’s got me in her corner.”

Rolling his eyes, Race nodded at Jack. “Don’t spoil her too much before we ever take her home.”

Spot pulled Race into his arms and grinned at his husband. “Let him have his fun. We can ship her over to his house when she’s screaming at 2am.”

“I like the way you think, Spottie.” Race leaned over and kissed him. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Six Days Later

It was Halloween and the family of three had been home for 3 days. They hadn’t had any visitors yet, wanting to get into somewhat of a routine but invited their family and friends to stop by during Trick or Treat to see their little pumpkin.

As Spot was on door duty, Racer was keeping an eye on their little one and refilling the candy bucket. “UNCLE SPOT!”

He heard the familiar cry of his nieces and nephew and grinned, heading into the entryway to see a princess (Lucy), a cow (Emmy), a cat (Sadie) and a cowboy (Nathan). “Hi guys!”

“UNCLE RACE!” All four of the kids clamored over to him, jumping up on him for hugs while their parents stood back and grinned.

“Where’s the little one?” Kat asked, grinning at her brother.

Pointing in the room off the entryway, Race hugged and kissed all the kids. “In there.”

He heard her laughter and a “Racetrack” before turning his attention to the kids. “Did uncle Spot load you up with candy?”

“No he said there was something special in the kitchen.” Nate said, giving his uncle a look.

Race shrugged. “Well if Uncle Spot said there’s something in the kitchen then there must be. Go look.”

The kids ran off as Katherine came back into the entryway with Addie in his arms. “Race this has you written all over it.”

“Of course it does. He’s the only one that has spent time in jail.” Spot piped up getting a look from his husband.

“It was a few hours. Nothing major.” Race argued, popping the collar on his Orange jumpsuit. “Besides, Spot looks more like the Hamburglar than an actual prisoner. It’s only fair that Addie girl fits in around here.”

Spot was in a black and white jumpsuit while Addie had on an orange onesie that they had put a piece of cardboard on her that said “l just did 9 months on the inside” with her birthday on it.

Kat chuckled. “She’s the most adorable prisoner I’ve ever seen.”

“Where did our kids run off to?” Jack asked, reaching for Addie.

Turning to the two uncles, Kat raised an eyebrow. “Apparently they have something special in the kitchen, which is code for a bunch of sugar and other things.”

“We made them Halloween goodie bags - some candy, some non candy goodies. It’s all about balance.” Spot shrugged, sticking his tongue out at Kat.

“Great they’ll sugar them up and send them home with us.” Jack said, snuggling Addie. “At this point, we’ll take Addie and you can keep our four.”

“DEAL!” Race said, not even conferring with Spot. “Addie we love you dearly but that was one deafening cry you did this morning at 2:30. I think I might have permanent ear loss.”

Kat and Jack both chuckled. “Oh I do not miss the first three weeks after we brought each one home. We’ll take our four - eventually they’ll pass out. We’ll schedule a sleepover when you’re a bit older, miss Addie. Kids, let’s go.”

They heard the kids before they saw them. “Thank you, Uncle Spot, Uncle Race.”

“You’re welcome.” They both replied as hugs and kisses were given. Jack relinquished Addie back over to Race as goodbyes were said.

Walking out onto the porch, Spot and Race sat on the porch swing, Addie still in Race’s arms, wrapped in her blanket. They swung gently back and forth. “Happy Halloween, Race.”

“Happy Halloween, Spottie and Addie. I don’t need any of the boos, just the two of you and some candy.” Race leaned over and kissed Spot with a grin. “This is the perfect Halloween.”

That was a doozy! Thanks @wide-eyed--wonderer for sending in that prompt!!! I think that’s my longest Drabble to date!!!

[gothfoxx]

Love On A Dare: prt 4

Part 3

Warning: cussing

Tag list: @jessibbb @alexa-lettuce @lallyphant @deceits-left-glove @dorkyduckling16 @newblue002 @hi-its-tutty @d-c-it @thatgaydemigodnerd @gray-skies-and-pink-clouds @sanderssides-angst @aricana8

By the time 3pm rolled around Patton had the dishwasher emptied, filled again, and running, had his third load of laundry folded, and had made a list of what they needed from the store. He was just pulling out pasta from the cabinet when the first of the kids came through the door, “Patty I’m home, Emile came over to do homework!” Remy shouts from front entryway, Emile also gives a greeting when Pat pokes his head out of the kitchen. “Hey kiddos, if you need help with any of your stuff give a holler. Dinner is lasagna and mixed vegetables tonight!” Remy and Emile give their acknowledgments and set up at the dinner table with their assignments.

About 20 minutes later a school bus stops in front of the house and 5 elementary age children get off and rush into the house giggling and hopping about. Thomas and Joan helped the younger ones take off their shoes and put their things away. Emile looks up and smiles at the scene, Nate and Toby were giving Thomas trouble while Talyn was sitting still listening to the story Joan was telling. “So then the bug lady spun a scarf out ov silk for the princess and the princess wa’ so happy she married the bug lady!” They finish and turn to help Thomas with the twins. “Did they live happy every after?” Asks Toby having gotten distracted by the story to resist his de-shoeing. The ruckus of a full house was music to Patton’s ears, knowing his siblings and their friends were safe and in reach settled his nerves as he assembled the lasagna. Even if the twins were a handful when they visited he wouldn’t have it any other way.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

The bell for last period rang, Logan met up with Deacon in their usual spot to wait for the rest of the family. Deacon already had his phone out and seemed to be focused on what he was typing

Bowser: @/Luigi you better be nice to Pat cause he’s my favorite brother now

Luigi: oh wheres all that smack talk from yesterday about hiding bodies and breaking halos now?! huh!?

Bowser: that was when we thought he might be a jerk &/ a straighty

Bowser: today proved that to be false-Lo

Mario: I thought I was the favorite brother?

Bowser: bet

Luigi: XD bitch thought wrong

Mario: rude!

Luigi: not that I’m complaining about it but what changed your mind noodle boy?

Bowser: no laughing

Mario: X❤️

Luigi: X🖤

Bowser: i was sad when he left

Bowser: its like when one of you idiots gets sick and the day feels off

Mario: he DID kind of just fit into our talks

Bowser: it’s a wonder that you had not made him part of the group before-Lo

Mario: we can talk more in person losers come on-V

Luigi: ┌(｀Д´)ノ)ﾟ∀ﾟ) fine

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

The lasagna had finally cooled enough to cut and the kids had all finished their work and were watching cartoons, “Ok kiddos dinner time!” Patton called. Seven sets of footsteps clambered to the table, cheers and thanks being given as they all found a place to sit. “Mr Talyn’s daddy, can I have juice?” Toby asks making the older kids giggle, “Sure Toby, does anyone else want juice?” Pat asks back, everyone else is fine with their milk. It’s quiet for awhile after that with all the kids chowing down until Remy notices Pat looking at his phone for the third time in 5 minutes, “What’s the deal? You got a hot date?” The boy teases making Pat jolt in surprise, “Well now that you mention it I’m going out with a um “friend” I’m just waiting to hear back on when.” He knows he’s blushing thinking about it and that Remy will tease more but he’s just too happy to care. Emile catches them all off guard by bolting up and slamming his hands on the table, “who who who!?” The teen chants excitedly, “Hoo let an owl in here?” Pat chuckles and motions for everyone to calm down, “It Remus Royal and it’s for drinks, nothing fancy.” A beat of silence then Thomas, Joan, Emile, and Remy are screaming and the little ones are hollering about the noise.

“The guy that does the wall art!?”

“Graffiti Boy!!”

“Quiet!”

“You talked to him? When? Ah!”

“Loud loud loud, shhh”

“Does he really have a tattoo!?”

“How did you get his number?”

“You gotta bring him home!”

“Who’s Remus?”

“Does he know you have a blog for his graffiti?!”

“Are you gonna marry him?”

“They have to date first! Oh my god you do have a hot date!”

“What are going to wear?”

So much for their quiet dinner.



[bakusoftie]

MARIO KART IS AVAILABLE ON THE APPSTORE NOW YAAAY So in honor of that how bout an hc bout all the class 1a kids playing Mario Kart together on the console?

I KNOW RIGHT IVE BEEN PLAYING IT ALL DAY INSTEA D OF DOING CLASS WORK AND I AM OBSESSED

Class 1-A

Uraraka will not play with any other character other than Princess Peach (fuck everyone else)

Bakugou gets AGGRESSIVE and he has exploded 12 controllers and Momo is about to beat his ass if she has to make another one

The biggest sore losers are: Denki, Sero, Mina- actually it’s just everyone from the Bakusquad. Bakugou is the king of being a sore loser like if he gets anything but 1st place, he is breaking the console and going to Nintendo’s headquarters to call the creator of the game ‘a lousy fucking moron’

Deku is surprisingly good at this game like he may not seem like it but he’s the best gamer boy of 1-A. He had a lonely childhood that he remedied with playing Mortal Kombat and pretending he was ripping Kacchan’s spine out.

Mineta isn’t allowed to play. Fuck him.

Mina and Hagakure argued over which princess is better- Daisy or Peach (trick question: best girl is Rosalina)

Kaminari says that he would let Bowser rim him and nobody ever lets him forget it.

Sero and Kirishima are in the background while other people play and will be everyone’s personal hype man or they’ll be like “OHHHHH!!!!” when Tokoyami destroys everyone and comes in first place.

It’s Todoroki first time playing Mario Kart so he keeps getting stuck on the side and he looks like a kicked puppy when he comes in last place so he decides he would prefer to watch UNTIL DEKU TEACHES HIM THE GAMER CULTURE. Then he is unstoppable.

Tokoyami would rather play Shadow The Hedgehog tbh

Shoji accidentally swallows a controller when he grabs it with the wrong dupli-arm.

Aizawa watches from a distance, drinking his badass black coffee as Iida cries after getting his ass kicked off of rainbow road by Oijiro

Road Rock Mountain is Kirishima’s favorite setting smh 🤦🏻‍♀️

Tsuyu loves Baby Mario so much like she full body uwus every time she sees him.

When everyone has cried, bled and had 3 mental breakdowns,,,,Jirou is just like “I told y’all we should’ve played Guitar Hero 😒”

Shinsou will come and use his quirk to take Deku’s place of #1 Gamer Boy. Everyone says it’s ‘cheating’ but they rather have him than that other purple-haired fucker.

Kaminari and Sero have Mario and Luigi onesies that they always wear to Mario Kart Night and you can try and roast them but the power of their bro-ness is too overpowering.

Bakugou loves playing as Donkey Kong and I don’t even have to explain this like-

HE’S A FURRY

no cap periodt pooh sksksksk

You might not expect this but Aoyama is the biggest rage-quitter. He is the equivalent of “So, no head?” But that’s whenever he doesn’t win @ the console. Fucking drama queen.

You know shit is about to go down when Momo puts her hair up in a ponytail, she about to go ham on everyone’s ass like you think she’s a preppy rich girl that has never seen a video game in her life? You’re fucking wrong, because she owns every fucking console ever made and has bought every game on Steam.

Koda gets too nervous when the game starts and goes slow because he doesn’t want to go over the speed limit :((

Iida is surprisingly terrible at MK like you think ,bc of the fact that he has a speed quirk and looks like Sonic The Hedgehog’s humansona, that he would be good at this game but he fucking sucks

Sato sits in the back, playing Cooking Mama on his Nintendo DS ( it’s rose gold and it’s MANLY)

You think Deku is an innocent little smol bean, right? FUCK NO HE WILL CUSS SO BAD THAT IT MAKES BAKUGOU SCARED. THIS SHITHEAD IS AGGRESSIVE AND M E A N.

Deku: “Shoji-san...CAN YOU MOVE YOUR FAT FUCKING ASS OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE I FUCK YOUR MOM AND CHANGE THE WIFI PASSWORD YOU OCTOPUS-LOOKING FUCKING BITCH”

R.I.P. Izuwu. He is too far gone to save from the depths of Mario Kart Hell.

[thedeadwritinggod]

Heartbreak Hotel

Part 2 yes there’s more

Warning: Hints toward Cursing/Cussing, Suicide, Self harm, abusive relationships, Polyamory(idk if there’s a need for this one tbh-) but ye a h- Hope you enjoy!

‘Hey-do we have to sleep?’

‘Course not. We’re dead! Why?’

‘The suns coming up.’

‘Really?!’ She braced herself against the pool floor and pushes up, swimming till she reaches the top. He follows her.

They breach the surface and she shakes off some water, seeing the sunrise, pinks, oranges, red and yellows bathing the pool and by proxy their faces.

“Hehe! I’ve never seen the sunrise before,”

“Me neither, it’s....beautiful” Kasper chuckles

“Indigo! New kid!” They both turned toward the voice, belonging to a women with straight black hair. “Others do use this pool you know.” She hisses and the two clamber up and out of the pool, laughing. “Sorry Mrs.Choi!” The women rolls her eyes, tossing a towel onto a pool chair.

“Thanks for the long talk Kasper. I think I needed it.” Skylar chuckles as the walk back into the lobby.

“3rd floor common room if you wanna find me a bit later-“ she mentions walking off toward the main building.

Skylar does in fact head up to floor three, she heads to the lobby, pulls up her chair, opens the window and waits. For a couple hours in fact until-“Skylar!!” Kara beams from the ground level.

“No Annie or Ben?”

“Sleeping! They’ll be by later!”

“Cool.”

“So...?”

“So?”

“Are you gonna come out with us today?!”

“Depends what you’re doing.”

“Well Annie wants to go dancing at this club that lights your body up but I’d be okay with just a walk with them!”

Skylar sighs under her breath “When?”

“Five-ish...I think?”

Time is weird when you’re dead- “You better come this time! Everybody misses you.” Kara smiles before turning to walk home.

Kara’s always been....”funny”.

“Hey.”

She turns and he’s there. “Hey....you actually came to see me?”

“...yeah? I mean I don’t think it’s normal to be able to talk to someone literally all night.”

“Yeah...haven’t done that in ever.” She shrugs.

.......

..............

...................

“Gaming room?”

“Sure.”

-

“My Giant vacuum!” Skylar yells, beaming and clutching onto...well a giant vacuum.

“Why-what game even?-“

“Luigi’s mansion! This thing only released in Japan!”

“.....why do you know that?”

“I’m like partly Japanese- now lemme polter gust some ghosts!”

“Okay okay-“

She slams her fist on the start button and the game actually starts.....actually that makes sense money means nothing when you die-

“Hey- You’re kinda dying there ghosty-“

‘Oh shit-‘

She laughs, smiling as they play and his heart does something odd-like he can actually hear it in his ears.

He just mimics what she does since the game is in Japanese and um....this 20 year old from Washington state does n o t know Japanese.

“W-wait wait-“ “Game over!” The game announcer says, causing a snort from his side.

“You do not get to laugh you actually understand the directions-“

“Okay true but- Ah!” She yelps turning the vacuum suddenly but all in vain- “Damnittttt” she whines, making him chuckle quietly.

-

“Hey! Stop it!” She sticks her tongue out, shoving him back. Thanks to that she’s now behind. Great “Thanks ghosty.” She groans, blowing a raspberry and re-aiming the water gun for the clowns mouth.

-

“Ski ball! Ski ball! Ski ball!” They chant, Kasper marching around like a toy soldier with Skylar on his shoulders, throwing her arms up as they move.

-

“I am the Mole Guardian! Guardian of the Moles!”

“The Hammer quivers before her!”

“FUCK OFF-“

“.......why’re you two yelling at the wack a’mole machine?” Crystals asks from the door way, staring at the two from the game room’s entrance.

....................

............................

“Because we can?”

“I mean we did-“

“Whatever-Skylar your friends are outside waiting for you.” She rolls her eyes, shrugging and walking off.

“Has it really been that long?” Skylar blinks

“Yeah I guess....”

“Wanna come with Kasper?”

“Eh, Sure why not?”

“Awesome! Come on!” She grabs onto his hand, pulling him up and out of the room-out to the main lobby and out the door.

A chorus of greetings met them both- “That’s Star and Vi- together.” The two squeeze their joined hands, glancing at each other lovingly “Then that’s Ben-“ he waves gently “That’s Annie-“ she smiles brightly and waves vigorously “and that’s Kara.” They give a small wave “That’s all one relationship” Skylar waves her hand, gesturing to the three of them.

“Wow-“ Kasper states a bit flatly. Not exactly sure what to say

“Guys, gals and my couple non-binary pals-this is Kasper, who I call Ghosty since-movie references.” Skylar smiles at him as he waves- “What pronouns for you kid?” Star asks kindly

“Um-They/them right now? He/Him sometimes it kinda switches around.” They chuckle awkwardly

........

.......

“You could’ve corrected me the passed like four hours ya know-“

“You never used my pronouns, actually.” Kasper shrugs.

“I...didn’t?” Skylar blinks

Kasper shakes their head.

“Nice, but tell me next time-“

“I will.”

“You two-Hoodies are not clothes for the club.” Annie remarks, looking them up and down.

“What-“ unified confused as expected.

“Bennie you deal with Kasper, I’m dealing with Skylar.” Annie states, dragging Skylar by the hood back toward the hotel.

“Ann-Annie- You can’t-“ Annie yelps-being repelled by the barrier. “I tried to tell you.” Skylar sighs

“...let us in?” Annie asks with a hopeful smile

“um how do we-?” Kasper starts- Skylar stands up straight-subsequently dragging Annie with her “Knock on wood Ghosty” she throws Kasper a smile as she knocks on......the air. Which ripples. With red.

“Skylar. What was that-“

“If you didn’t die Heartbroken- one of us has to let them in. It is called the heartbreak hotel after all.”

So yeah Ben and Annie drag the two up to their rooms-they don’t really drag them, more the two lead them- and Kasper and Ben are done pretty quickly Annie and Skylar on the other hand....

“Annie! Too much!”

“Skyyyy come on you have to show some skin- the lights!”

“Not. This.”

“Not even with a jacket?”

“No.”

Annie huffs “Fine. You’re not getting a full shirt though.”

“Okay! Just give me like-a sleeve.” She exaggerates, rolling her eyes as well as crossing her arms under her chest.

“You do know those shirts exist right?” Annie gives a devil’s smirk

............

................

“Oh shit-“

-

“How’s this?”

“...this ones okay actually...”

She turns in the mirror- Skinny Jeans, A cropped, one sleeve shirt and some wedges.

“Told you the color would look good.” Light colors on a dark-ish skin tone do tend to look good.

Skylar sighs “Lets go.”

-

“Come on, come on, come on! This place rocks! The lights are amazing!” Annie beams, speeding ahead-how she’s doing that in heels no body is sure.

“Annie-You um- you walked past it-“

“Oh.” Annie goes stiff, then turns on her heel and going back toward them.

“In! Now now now!” She exclaims, ushering them all inside and oh....oh she was right.

Little irregular rings and dots of color appear along their skin, hair, clothes, even eyes and shoes- every color you could possibly ever imagine. Stamped onto their skin and could be seen at a glance.

Of course they gasp and they stare, they compare and contrast the colors across their bodies and clothes- where Annie had red, Ben would have green and Skylar would have purple and Star would have yellow and on and on and on and on!

The music pounds and pulses, making everything jump and bounce with it-even the colors on their skin!

“Let’s dance!” Star and Annie cheer!

// @the-lavender-creator @vexus16star

[sugarcoated-pain]

Heavy Rotation-Part Two

Alright guys, I know it’s been a while but I’ve finally finished Part Two of my series, Heavy Rotation. 

Best Friends to Lovers (eventually) trope- original character + Ashton 

Part One

Warnings: Cussing and drinking. I think that’s about it though. 

Another giant thanks to my homegirl @sublimehood for helping again! 

“Come on, guys! Just one more game!” I beg, bouncing on the loveseat next to Ashton. I'm sitting cross-legged with my knee against his thigh and he has not moved away. I take small victories where I can get them. In the three months I've lived with these guys, I've started a little game I secretly like to call 'how much can I flirt with Ashton without anybody noticing’.

“No fucking way. Absolutely not.” Calum replies as he abandons his place on the couch next to Georgia to get another beer.

“You kicked our asses FOURTEEN times! Why the hell would we keep playing?” Mikey declares indignantly, tossing the Wii controller on the coffee table.

“Yeah I’m fucking done.” Luke chimes in.

“Don’t be sore losers. It’s very unattractive.” I add condescendingly, eliciting a chuckle from Georgia.

Ashton takes a swig off of his beer before contributing to the conversation, “I’m still playing. I came THIS fucking close to winning last round! But you have to change your character this time. No more ‘Lucky Luigi’. “ he mocks, “and we’re doing Battle Mode.”

“Deal!”

Just as the next round starts, I hear a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it.” Mikey says as he jumps up to answer the door. “Oh. Hey Camille, come on in.” Oh, NOW he moves his leg. Typical.

“Hey babe! What're you doin here?”Ashton asks, pausing the game and standing up to greet her.  

“Uh, you said we could go to the club tonight, remember?” She shoots me a glare, potentially having noticed how close he and I were just sitting. I roll my eyes and unpause the game while Ashton is distracted and proceed to kick his ass.

“GODDAMNIT EMMA! You little shit!” He laughs “Come on, not cool!” He shouts, grabbing his Wii controller and pausing it once again. “The club, that's right, “ he adds, hearing Camille's impatient huff as she crosses her arms. “Yeah no problem, let me just get changed. You guys wanna come?” He asks the room at large. To Camille’s clear delight, no one else was interested.

The two of them were gone within fifteen minutes, and it wasn’t long after when Luke and Michael retreated to their rooms. I continue playing Mario Kart with Georgia while Calum rests his feet in her lap, leaning back on the couch and browsing aimlessly on his cell phone.

“BRB.” Cal says, eliciting an eye roll from myself and Georgia, as he gets up and heads down the hall to the bathroom.

No sooner do we hear the door close than Georgia pauses the game and rounds on me. “Alright, spill.” She demands.

“Uh.. you're gonna need to be a little more specific.”

“You and Ashton! Something is definitely happening between the two of you...” Georgia watches me with intrigue as an excited grin passes over her face.

I unpause the game nonchalantly. “I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.”

“Oh come on, Em!” She pauses the game yet again. “I know you better than that by now. You can trust me.”

I sigh, and look around the room to make sure no one else is around. “Okay. Fine. I may or may not have ...slightly more than platonic feelings for him...” Georgia lets out an excited squeal, but I cut her off before she can say anything “BUT. I have no intention of ever acting on this. He has a girlfriend and I am not here for guys. I am here to make music and I'm not letting anybody distract me.”

“Seriously?! 'His girlfriend’ is awful and you know it. He deserves WAY better than her. And what if he feels the same way you do?”

“What if who feels the same way?” Of course Calum walks back into the room at that exact moment. He makes his way back to his spot on the couch, eyeing us both curiously.

“NOBODY!” I shout a little too quickly, glaring at Georgia, who is now wide eyed and holding her hands over her mouth.

He grins mischievously and leans closer to her while watching me curiously.  “Nope. I'm not buyin it. I know what I heard. Come on. I'll get it out of her sooner or later so you might as well just tell me…”

Georgia looks like she's about to explode. “UGH fine!” I snap and bury my head in my hands.

“EMMA HAS FEELINGS FOR ASHTON!” she whisper-shouts excitedly, bouncing a little as she says it.

Calum grins. “Excellent! Let's call him and tell him right now. I bet he dumps that dumb bitch on the spot!”

“NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT! He cannot find out! Do you understand me?? Neither one of you can ever speak a word or this!” I demand frantically.

“Emma, he's my best friend. I can't NOT tell him something like this.” He replies, pulling out his cell phone.

I immediately slap it out of his hand and onto the floor. “I'm dead serious. He is currently in a relationship and I, on the other hand, am not looking for a relationship. Ashton can't ever find out. Nobody can. PLEASE. I'm begging you.”

They exchange a look. “Fine, I won't say anything.” Cal replies with a huff, glaring at me angrily as he reaches to pick up his phone.

“But Em, I know you don't really want to be single forever.. don't you ever get lonely?” Georgia asks.

“That's what Tinder is for. I'm not interested in anything more than a one night stand right now, and roommates slash best friends are NOT one night stand material.” I pick my cell phone up off the coffee table and start to get up. “I'm going to bed, but please promise me you will keep this between us?” They both nod.

Once in my room, I plop onto my bed with a deep sigh. Guess I took my little game too far, but no more. It’s time to get serious and stop daydreaming about the guy across the hall. No more flirting. No more touching. It’s music time. I grab my favorite journal that has my best song lyrics written in it, and climb out my window onto the fire escape. In my first week in the apartment, I discovered one of my favorite places in the whole world : our rooftop. With a perfect view of the LA skyline, it is by far the best place in this building for song writing. There isn't a ton of space up there, just room for a couple of people comfortably. I found that out in my second week here when I went up there only to discover I'm not the only one who uses this hideout. Ashton was already sitting there, but he let me join him. And of course, we talked music, cracked stupid jokes, shared a joint, and had deep philosophical conversations for hours- the usual “just friends” stuff, right?

I was glad to know he wouldn't be up there tonight though. I needed my rooftop spot for thinking and writing. With my favorite fuzzy throw blanket around my shoulders, I start writing. All my thoughts and emotions from the day easily flow out of me, through my lucky red gel pen and onto the paper. Lately, my writing has mostly revolved around my feelings for two things: my dramatic change in scenery, and Ashton. I hold it back and fight it off as best as I can in the daylight, but up here alone, I can’t help writing about him. What can I say, he seems to be my muse. After I’m completely drained of words and energy, I head back down the fire escape to go to bed.

The next day starts out the same as any other.  Camille stayed over and is walking around in one of Ashton’s shirts and little else, which makes me sick to my stomach so I avoid the kitchen at all costs until it’s time to head downstairs for work. It’s my turn to open the record store. Everybody else will probably wander down whenever they feel like it. Joys of being the newbie.

I go through the opening checklist that the guys made for me, and finally open the doors. It's a Saturday so we will probably be busy later in the day, but nobody is ever here first thing in the morning. I wander around hunting for busy work to do, but eventually end up sitting behind the counter doodling on receipt paper. After a while, Luke comes down to start his shift in the store, and I see that someone has opened up the recording studio.

As one would expect, my obsession with that studio has only grown in the time I've been there. Once Luke gets settled, I casually wander through that heavy purple curtain, under the guise of making sure the trash cans were emptied the night before. Ashton is already helping some random musician nobody has ever heard of record their album. I'm fascinated by everything happening in the room- the buttons, the knobs,the lights, the flawless human being operating them all so effortlessly.

“Oh! Hey Em. I didn't see ya there.” His voice breaks me from my trance.

“Morning.. I'm just .. uh.. just making sure the trash was taken out in here last night…” I reply as I quickly grab the nearest can.

“Bullshit. I watched you empty them last night.” Ashton chuckles. “You're just trying to get close to the board again to see how it works….”

“Yep. That's definitely all I was looking at. You caught me..”

“Well, come on then.” He motions for me to take the chair next to him.

“Seriously?!”

“Yeah. This is a pretty easy client. Good one for you to learn on. Sit down.” I hop over to the empty swivel chair excitedly. Ashton shakes his head with a small laugh at my enthusiasm, and then begins talking through the different steps in the process. I force myself to concentrate on the words he is telling me, and not the way his perfect hazel eyes light up when he talks about something he's really passionate about.

After about thirty minutes, Luke frantically pops his head into the studio. “There you are! Come on, Emma, I’m gettin my ass kicked out here!”

“Oops sorry!” I bounce up quickly to follow him out, before turning back to Ashton. “Hey thanks for showin me this stuff.. It was awesome.”

He smiles. “Anytime.”

My shift goes by in a blur after that. Any moments not involving customers are spent daydreaming about my time with Ashton this morning. That nagging part of my brain that knows he’s off limits tries to stop me, but I can’t help myself. He was so sweet and patient with me today. Since I’ve gotten here, Ash has definitely been the most interested in my music and the most supportive on my path to learn more about the music industry in general. I know by now that this is just the type of guy he is, but there is another part of me that wishes it was more than that.

The guys have band practice scheduled that evening. There’s a small, old warehouse attached to the back of the store that Liz let’s them practice in. They’re pretty good together but their practices are entertaining as hell to sit in on. Georgia and I have started bringing snacks and booze to watch. We even recently made a drinking game out of some of the stuff that regularly happens. I lay out a blanket on the floor for us to sit on and start setting up camp while Georgia playfully feeds popcorn to Calum while he’s getting ready. They’re so cute I could puke.

“Hey G, first shot of the game. Mikey’s late again.” I say as I pour cheap vodka into two dixie cups. Georgia takes hers as she sits down next to me on the blanket.

“Cheers.” she says, holding it out as if to toast. I clank my plastic cup to hers and down it in one quick motion.

Michael finally shows up and practice begins. I pour white wine into two red solo cups for Georgia and I.

Relaxing a bit as they finally start playing, I find a comfortable sitting position and take in the music. They're actually getting better, even in just the few months I've been here. But what I really love about their practices is how passionate they all are about their music, particularly Ashton. The way he moves when playing the drums, the intensity in his face. It's mesmerising.

“I've got an idea for another one..” Georgia says in a low tone with a mischievous grin, leaning closer to me. “YOU have to take a drink every time I catch you checking Ashton out.”

“GODDAMNIT GEORGIA!” It's meant to be a whisper but it comes out as more of a hiss, as I look around frantically making sure nobody else heard her.

She laughs, “Actually, make it a shot this time. You were practically drooling.”

As I pour another shot into my dixie cup, I glare at her. “I hate you.” Georgia laughs again as I throw back my shot.

Practice continues and I make an extra effort not to look at Ashton. This is apparently an impossible task for me at this point. His energy on that drum kit is like a black hole sucking me in. I try to find other things to focus on. I stare at Luke for a while. He’s pretty enough to keep my attention, right?

“OH! Luke touched his hair. Take a drink.” I say. Georgia and I both drink.

“And now Ashton is drumming on something that isn’t his drums. Drink.” Georgia said, smirking in my direction.

“Are you purposely drawing my attention to him drumming on his thighs so I have to drink AGAIN?” I shake my head and take another drink while she laughs at me as the guys start playing their next song. Within a matter of seconds, I realize I don’t recognize it. I’ve been overly familiar with all the covers they usually play, and now know the couple of originals they’ve thrown in but this one is different.

“Is this an original?” I ask Georgia curiously.

“I guess so.” She shrugs.

It’s surprisingly good. I’m actually genuinely enjoying this song. It’s heartfelt and emotional, raw even. It has a different feel than most of the other songs they play, but in a really good way. They stop a couple times during the song to discuss aspects of it, and I can tell they aren’t completely happy with it, particularly Ashton.

“There’s just something about the bridge that didn’t feel right.” He says, tapping his drumstick absentmindedly on his knee, as he often does when he’s thinking. They continue debating it for a couple minutes, struggling to agree with what was missing from the sound.

“For the bridge, what if you switch the vocals only to a minor key, but keep the guitar in major?” I chime in loudly. Everybody stops talking and turns to me.

“What?!” Luke asks, apparently stunned that I would speak up during their sacred practice.

“No that’s actually a REALLY good idea. You up for trying it, Luke?” Ashton asks, with a quick smile at me. I really hope I’m not blushing but I’m almost positive I am. Luke shrugs. They start the bridge over, but this time with Luke singing the lead in a minor key. It sounds a million times better, or maybe I’m biased. Georgia turns to me, completely impressed. They finish the song, and Ashton is beaming at me. The other guys nod their approval, looks of mild shock on their faces. They all thank me and compliment me on the idea.

When they’re all finished, Ashton walks over to me. “That was seriously a genius tip.”

“Ha. Thanks. It was already an excellent song, just needed a little tweak.” I shrug, hoping again I’m not fucking blushing.

“You really like it? That means a lot. I wrote this one.”

“I’m not surprised at all.” I say quickly under my breath.  

“What is that supposed to mean?” He asks with a curious smirk.

“Never mind.” I answer as I finish packing up our little picnic site to head back upstairs.

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

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This is a crack fic I wrote the previous night under the influence of alcohol and also under the influence of my terrible friends who kept giving me awful suggestions. There was a rule that I could not delete anything apart from the word I was currently typing.

I am begging you not to take this seriously.

This is the third out of three.

It’s a Ma.rio/TBoL Au somehow

Mario is Manolo, Peach is María, Bower is Joaquín, Wario is Xibalba, Donkey Kong is La Muerte, Luigi is the Candlemaker, Toadworth is Posada, Waluigi is Carlos, Daisy is Carmen, Live Action Bowser is Chakal

SO FUCKIN once upon a time two gods of death? I think were hanging out in the graveyard their names were Wario and Donkey Kong. They’re in the graveyard and talking about a bet. And then they decide they’re gonn place their wager on some kids and who this girl is gonna marry even though she could potentioallly marry someone compeltely unrelated to whatever they’re wagering, whatever. SO anyway. Wario bets on Bowser to marry Peach. And Donkey Kong bets on Mario. Yay.

So um I think Peach lets out a bunch of YOSHIs into the streets and causes a fucking MESSS um Bowser and Mario both fight a big yoshi and manage to beat it yay. But then Peach is getting shipped off to spain because ?? manners.

Boys r sad.

SO GROWING UP montage I think with Mario learning to fight CHOMP CHOMPS and Bowser just learning to fight in general. There’s music.

ANYWYA we get to the first chomp chomp fight for Mario UM Peach ish ome again yes and Bowser for some reason gets to show off before the fight riding on a horse??? or uuuuuh idk what could replace a horse. So everyone’s swooning. The entire stadium is gay. So then Mario comes out with his cape he’s gonna fight the chomp chomp. Manages to write some romantic letter for Peach in there I guess?? however that works, animation cheats. So he doesn’t write Peach’s name in the sand he draws a peach emoji which kinda looks like a butt?

But then Peach swoons anwyay jsut cause. SO THEN Mario’s supposed to stab the fuckin chomp chomp but he doesn’t cause that’d be awful, KILLIN THE CHOMP CHOMPS IS WRONG. WAAAAAH Waluigi cries in despiration.

Crowd bows. Mario gets knocked out by guitar.

Wakes up and his dad, Waluigi is shaming him WAAAH, along with his grandmother, Rosalina. Rosalina calls him a bitch.

SO THEN he sings I’m a Creep by Radiohead and Peach is swooning even more, thinks that’s hat.

OKAY SO WE cut to a dinner at um Toadsworth’s house and um Bowswer is trying to flirt with Peach but he’s sound a little sexist. Peach tells him to piss off and she’s going to feed her ........ birdo cause she’s better company than this.

So Bowser knows he fucked up and Mario starts serenading Peach with a guitar song. AND IT”S REALLY HAT LIKE SUPER HAT OH M YGOOOOOD.

But she don’t kiss him cause meh it’s funnier ot push him like ten feet onto the ground and watch him get crushed by his bandmates. Mario loses a life.

SO then Peach goes downstairs and is going to give Mario his guitar back but Bowser has a sonic ring out CHAOS EMERALD IN IT, ITS” FANCY so then Peach is like oh fuck I don’t wanna fucking commit already I just got home. SO THEN mario stumbles in and he’s like ??? drunk or slightly concussed, and leans on Bowser it’s kinda gay.

Mario gets stabbed loses another life.

So then they argue about who’s better for Peach but BANDITS OH MY GOD IT”S THE  GOOOMBITOS THEY’RE COMING. So they go out to fight them but then Bowser shows up out of nowher with some sick kick flips and beats their asses and has some medal of immortality. THE GOOMBAS NOTICE. They flees.

The towsns people think they’re saved and Bowser is a hero. And Peach goes to talk to him because uuuh marriage for the tower??? but also they used to be friends so you might as awell. Toadsworth wants the bowswer D.

So Mario’s moping cause he fucked up he didn’t  win Peach over. He gets hit in a head with a pinapple. Rosalina chucks a pinapples at waluigi. CARLOS.

So Rosalina gives Mario the GOOD advice. Sad wah in the background

Bowser takes Peach home actually sincere for once and Peach thinks he’s cute. Mario calls Peach out to the fuckin uh fuck where?? MEET ME BY THE BRIDGE AT DAWN. Peach be like damn that freaky but okay.

Bandit cave scene.

So then Wario’s stressing out cause he’s gonna lose the bet so he sends his snake??? uh thing to kill Mario.

So then there’s a romantic scene on the island with candles and shit. But then the snake shows up and tires to bite Mario but ends up biting Peach instead. So she passes the fuck out. MMMM WATCHA SAY.

So Mario’s fucking devestated carries her comatose corpse DID ANYONE CHECK FOR A PULSE? Bowser is pissed about this I guess. Mario feels like shit even more.

So he wanders back to get his guitar but rain + depression + death god saying you can be reunited with your loved ones makes it sound pretty tempting. So he lets the snake bite him twice yay he fucking dies.

G AME OVER BITCH

OKAY SO he wakes up as a skeleton and gets taken through land of the remembered. I guess Daisy is his mom? So he meets his mom and talks about how he needs to find Peach who should be dead but you know she’s not.

SO they go to the castle which doesn’t look much like a castle but I can’t judge either way. And Mario’s like yo uh Donkey Kong can you help me find Peach but then it’s. . . WARIO!

WAAARIO

so then everyone’s like oh my gosh no and Wario reveals the bet that um Bowser was going to marry Peach so Peach isn’t actually dead shes’ fine uh Bowser smooched her forhead and she’s fine.

So Mario cusses Wario out and Wario flicks him acros sthe room. And the YEETS OUT through the roof.

So then Mario and his family who I didn’t establish just Daisy decide to go to the CAVE OF SOUUUUUUUUUULS so they can find Donkey Kong.

It’s some long journey they climb a statue uh idk what it looks like they get to the top and there’s MAZE with uh death balls YES and the moon from majora’s mask is chasing him. BUT he manages to best it and the skull face door is like YOU’RE HAT COME ON IN.

So they go into the cave of souls. SO LUIGI shows up talking to them and a puddle. And then they all go into the cave of souls full of candles is very pretty. And there’s the Book of Life TITLE DROP AHA and mentions that apparently Mario’s pages are blank case ?? special. fuck you he’s mario.

SO Luigi helps them get to the land of the forgotten.

MEANWHILE I FORGOT UH Peach agreed to marry Bowser to protect the town and uh Chakal is coming anyway fuck no Chakal um giant goomba. LYOU’RE FIGHT FUCK it’s live action bowswer I forgot.

SO in the land of the forgotten they find Donkey Kong who flips the FUCK out when he finds out his husband cheated he’s throwing barrels and shit.

Wario shows up with wine cause he thought htis was adate for HEYAH HE THOUGHT HE WAS GONNA FUCK HIS HUSBAND.

So they argue about this shit bet that was kinda wobbly from the start tbh?? And then Wario agrees to give Mario his life back if he passes a test cause Mario challenges him like a dumb shit.

SO THEN um we have to cut to live action bowser raiding the town and wait so Peach is in the church with Bowser they’re gonna get married but then BOOM I guess osomeone launched a bomb? kind of a warning if they’re gonna raid a town. Is that how Carlos died he just get blown up idk.

it’s a cold and it’s a borken waluigi.

OKAY ANYWAY so Mario’s fighting a bunch of bone chomps chomps ZOMBIE CHOMPS and um then um his dad Waluigi shows up and it’s like bruh you’re dead??????

So MARIO fights this giant bone chomp chomp. and then serenades it with uh despacito. CHOMP CHOMP I AM SORRY. This is sosad.

ANYway so um Mario passes the test and gets sent back to the land of the living while some fight is going on, uh Bowser’s getting his ass kicked by live action bowser. BOWSER FIGHT.

So yeah Mario shows up and smooches Peach YAY and then the rest of his family shows up they’re going to fight the goombas. FIGHT SCENE!!

Mario and Bowser almost kiss.

Peach is getting taken up the tower  by live action bowser. So Mario’s gonna go after her and Bowser has to find the medal of immortality. So then they combat dancing they have combat dancing on the roof so then Mario punches live action bowser off the roof, and then UH SOME BOMB DROPED AND THE TOWER IS COLLAPSING. THE A BOMB they all died.

no.

SO Mario and Bowser pin live action poswer to the the wall under htis bell right??? okay so they do that and then MarioOOO pushes Bowswer SO LONG GAY BOWSWER

BOOM

Mario??? fuckin dead? bombomb went off. But Mario emerges alive covered in live action Bowswers bloody chunks.

But he’s alive yay

SO wedding scene some more music and everyone’s happy or some shit

the end

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