#but mostly weeeeee!!!!!

[when-the-elevator-regrets]

:3 @axolotluv split is finished,friend.

[puparomi]

team stardust count your days

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[elizakai]

Started an Insta account here for anyone who might be interested! (,,> ᴗ <,,)o

i am currently transferring some drawings over there, that said tumblr will be staying my primary platform🌸

[sleepyzz0h]

Idk have some old art

[henswilsons]

happy for everyone seeing maisie peters at eras tour tonight but just know....that should have been me x

[idlerin]

love sick — 14. attachment issues showing

romance 101; guideline #10 — give someone space when they seem like they need it, it never hurts to ask.

masterlist — previous | next

❥ fun facts !

atsumu has been streaming sabrina’s latest album a lot ([name] is sick of hearing him sing but is also tired of kindly telling him to shut up)

[name] had realizations when she was with semi… she found herself talking about suna a lot that he called her out on it…

[name] needs a breather ! (attachment issues)

love sick ! a suna rintarou social media au

synopsis. cupid! calling cupid! as the resident matchmaker slash hopeless romantic of tokyo university, you are the person people look for to get love advice or to set them up with the love of their lives. when suna rintarou comes to you asking for the opposite, to help fend people away from trying to get with him, to the extremes of even asking to fake date you, you couldn't refuse! mostly because you did owe him since he was on the receiving end of a bunch of your clients’ unsuccessful love efforts (hey, you do warn them your matchmaking only has a 62.3% success rate).

a/n — WEEEEEE ok to anyone who saw my post abt sakusa being updated first sori i lied again but i just felt like i needed to put this out first PLS i need to do some acc rechecking after disappearing for a month so let me jus… do that… rq…

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[nyoomfruits]

25, landoscar!

25. “Can I just keep you?” “It doesn't work that way.”

Oscar finds Lando on the curb outside of the club, hunched forward, a little ball of black fabric and curls. “Hey mate,” He says, stepping off his bike, parking it against a wall before making his way over to him.

“Bleh,” Lando says, to his knees. “Lea’ me ‘lone.”

Oscar nudges his foot against Lando’s thigh. “Can’t, unfortunately. Promised Max I’d get you home safe.”

Lando’s head shoots up, his eyes bright and mouth slightly parted. “Oscar?”

“Yeah, bud. Max called me, said he needed someone to take you home. You okay?” Oscar kneels down in front of Lando, eye sight. Checks him over. He looks okay, aside from being absolutely fucking sloshed.

“’M fine,” Lando mumbles, tips forward a little, towards Oscar. “It’s just. Everything’s spinning. Like. Fast. Sooooo fast.”

“Oh no,” Oscar says, rather deadpan, trying and failing to subdue the smile that tugging at his lips. He should be annoyed, maybe, about being dragged out of bed at 3 in the morning because his flat mate is ready to pass out in the middle of the street and there’s no one else to get him home safe. But like, it’s Lando. He hasn’t really figured out how to be annoyed at Lando yet.

“Yeah,” Lando says, miserably, looks up at Oscar with big, sad eyes. “Like those horses. That go in a circle. You know? They’re like on a platform and they just go weeeeee,” Lando makes a spinning motion with his finger.

“A carousel,” Oscar says, getting up and extending a hand towards Lando. “C’mon, let’s get you up, yeah? I’ll take us home.”

“Home,” Lando sighs wistfully, taking Oscar’s hand in his and letting himself be dragged upright.

And god, it gets Oscar every single time, how fucking beautiful Lando is. Even now, with his shirt buttoned up wrong and a mysterious stain on his jeans and his hair sticking to his forehead and his eyes slightly unfocused he’s the most gorgeous think Oscar’s ever seen.

Life would be so much easier, Oscar thinks, if he didn’t have such a truly embarrassing crush on his flat mate.

“Bike’s over there,” Oscar says, tearing his eyes away from the curl stubbornly stuck to Lando’s temple.

“Ah yes, take me to your mighty stead. Wait, actually, does that make you my white prince on a charming horse? Wait, no, white horse on a charming… No, that’s not it either.” Lando frowns deeply.

“Sure,” Oscar says, smiling fondly as he pushes his bike in front of Lando and Lando clambers on. “I’ll be you prince charming. Now please hold on tight, yeah? No ‘King of the world’ shenanigans like last time.”

“Boo,” Lando says, but dutifully wraps his arms around Oscar’s waist, slipping his hands into the front pocket of Oscar’s hoodie. “Nice. Hand warmer.”

Oscar merely rolls his eyes and kicks off the curb, ignoring the flutter his heart makes at the feeling of Lando’s hands on his stomach, almost burning through the fabric of his hoodie. There’s only a little wobble before he gets the bike properly going, getting better and better at biking places with someone on the back mostly because Lando doesn’t have a car and Oscar has a hard time saying no to him.

Lando lets his head flop forward, against Oscar’s back, sighs happily into the fabric of Oscar’s hoodie. “You’re the best, you know. Like, an angel. Prince Charming. Prince Angel Charming.”

Oscar snorts, steers the bike down the abandoned streets towards their apartment.

“I wish I could like, keep you,” Lando says, leaning his head on Oscar’s shoulder, his breath only inches away from Oscar’s face, brushing against his cheek with every exhale. “Like, make you small and put you in my pocket and then I could take you out if I was sad.”

Oscar shakes his head, smiles to himself. “I don’t think it works that way, mate.”

“Bleh,” Lando says, rolls his head off of Oscar’s shoulder and flops it against his back again. “The world sucks.”

“’M sorry,” Oscar says. He steers the bike into an alley, narrowly avoids a fallen over trash can.

“’S okay. Sucks a little less with you in it,” Lando mumbles into his hoodie.

Oscar smiles a little sadly. Lando says things like that sometimes. Most often when he’s drunk. It’s. Nice. But it’s not. He doesn’t mean it the way Oscar means it. Which is fine. Oscar’s made his bed and flopped the fuck down onto it from the first time he met Lando and thought oh. It happens, when you pine for someone who can have whoever they want.

But still. He wishes, sometimes. Hopes. It’s stupid, anyway.

“Yeah,” Oscar says, pulling the bike to a stop in front of their shitty little apartment, savoring the feeling of Lando plastered against him for one last second before they have to step off the bike. “Same.”

[trashyswitch]

Mischief in the Feywild

⚠️SLIGHT SPOILERS FOR ONCE UPON A WITCHLIGHT EPISODE 19 AND ONWARD!⚠️

The group of 6 are walking through the Feywild, with Twig and Gideon running around in front. While Gideon tries to calm down, Twig accidentally finds out about a little ticklish spot thanks to Frost and his telepathy abilities. Frost's words end up causing a whole bunch of mischief, that turns into a devestating loss of dignity for both Gideon and eventually, Frost himself.

As I got past episode 21, I grew to absolutely love Twig and Gideon's relationship from the moment I saw their dynamic in Once Upon a Witchlight. I wanted to really emphasize this friendship, and add some slight playfulness with the others as well. But I mostly wanted to focus on Gideon and Twig. I also wanted to let you know that I will be uploading a few more fanfics to make up for the lack of fanfics the last few weeks. I was really focusing on finishing up my first year of school, and I had put my writing on the backburner for a while. Lastly, I had been at the cottage this last week, and I'll be heading back home tomorrow.

So with all that in mind, I hope you all enjoy!

“Weeee!” A little brownie fey creature declared as she rode the shoulders of her new friend: A very fast fire genasi named Gideon. 

“You- *huff* You havin’ fun up there?” Gideon asked, looking up to Twig out of the corner of his eye. 

“This is so fun! This is so fun! Run like the wind, Gideon!” She cheered excitedly. 

“Ey ey, Capt’n Twig!” He declared, before looking to the right. “I’m gonna do a sharp u-turn, ya alright with that?” Gideon asked. 

“Do it, do it, do it!” She declared. 

“Aaaalright! Let’s GO!” He made his body do a sharp u-turn, making a funny little vrooming sound as he turned. 

Twig’s reddish brown and blonde hair flew in the wind as she let out the most happy little high-pitched “WEEEEEE!” sound.

With Gideon now the other way, he started to sprint to the group again. “Alright! LOOK OUT BELOW!” Gideon shouted, sprinting straight for the group. 

“You know, I’m a little worried about Gideon being too rough with Twig.” Frost admitted. 

“Why’s that?” Kremy turned to look at him. 

Frost looked towards Kremy. “Well-” 

Suddenly, the sound of sliding across slightly moist moss filled the group’s ears as Gideon’s body slid closer and closer to the group. And right as the big set of feet slid to a halt, Gideon’s body stopped right in front of Kremy. With a smoldering look on his face, Gideon looks straight at Kremy. “Helloooo ladies~” 

[The entire group bursted out into laughter, with both Mace and Andy’s laughter audibly towering over the others. 

“Kremy looks at Gideon with…mostly shock and confusion, but you can see the slightest hint of a blush.” Richie told him. 

Derek takes a drink of his can of pop before putting it down. “Frost watches Gideon’s perfect form as he manages to slide to a stop in front of Kremy at just the right time. He nods up and down, uh…almost proudly, before saying-”]

“I take back what I said. Gideon is perfectly capable.” Frost told Kremy. 

“THAT WAS AWESOME!” Twig shouted excitedly. 

Gideon laughed through his breathlessness. “Was that fun?!” Gideon reacted, showing Twig his hand. “High five.” 

Twig gave his hand a high five. “Again, again, again!” She cheered excitedly. 

Gideon shook his head. “Not…not now. Gid needs a break.” He told her, bringing his arms up to take her off his shoulders. 

“Okay. But can I stay on your shoulders?” Twig asked, touching the top of his hair. 

“Sure, why not.” Gideon lowered his hands rather hastily. 

[“Gideon joins the rest of the group.” Mace told them. 

Nikkie nods. “With the group now together, they all spend their time walking and chatting amongst each other.” She explained. “And as you walk, Gid…you can feel Twig playing with your hair, almost like a bored child in need of a distraction.” She explained next.

“I let Twig do this as I’m walking.” Mace explains. “It feels nice, and it helps calm me down.” He added.

Nikkie looked at Mace. “I’ll need you to roll an insight check.”

Mace picked up his d20 dice and rolled it. When he got his number, he checked his insight number. “Uhh…11.”

Nikkie nodded her head. “Alright. You can feel your mind calming down slightly. However, you quickly find that her hair-playing starts to distract you rather than calm you.” Nikkie explained. “The touch doesn’t really hurt, per say. But…the touch feels more…ticklish than anything.” 

Mace tilts his head. “Wait, tickles as in…itches? Or tickles as in, makes you laugh?” He asked for clarification. 

“Up to you.” Nikkie replied. 

“Alright.” Mace smiles and straightens his posture. “I do all I can to ignore the urge to laugh.” Mace told her. 

Richie and Nikkie laugh a little bit. 

“Alright. Roll a deception check for me.” 

Gideon rolls the dice, and adds his deception check. “16.” 

“Alright.” Nikkie replied.] 

Gideon attempted to calm himself down as Twig played with his hair. The thing is, not a lot of people have touched his hair, let alone the top of his head…not even as he was growing up. He expected it to feel nice, and at first…it did. But now it was growing somewhat sensitive. 

“Twig?” Gideon asked. 

“Yeah?” Twig’s hands paused slightly. 

“What are you doing up there?” Gideon asked. 

“Playing with your hair.” Twig started moving her fingers through the hair and scratching mere centimeters away from his scalp. “Why?” 

“N-No reason, juhust-” Gideon bit both his lips as he tried to keep himself together. It felt like the touch alone was pushing him to laugh against his will. It’s not something he’s used to, and he nearly breaks.

“Gid?” Kremy turned to look at him.

“What’s wrong with you?” Gricko asked. 

Frost looked at Twig’s hands, before looking at Gideon’s face specifically. “You look like something’s bothering you.” 

“Botherin’? Oh no, nothing's b-bothering me-hehe-” He squeezed his right eye as Twig’s finger scratched a super sensitive part of his scalp. 

[Derek is visibly trying not to laugh. “Suspecting something else,” Derek places his index and middle fingers onto his own forehead. “Frost uses his telekinesis to get into Gideon’s head.” Derek explains. 

Mace laughs. “All you hear is ‘Shit, shit, shit, what is this? It feels weird, why?!’.” Mace explained. 

This explanation alone makes Derek lean his body back with laughter.

“Why do I wanna laugh?!” Mace asks next. 

“There’s nothing funny about this!” Derek added, making more laughter fill the room.] 

Frost widened his eyes and grew a cat-like smile on his face. “I see…” He said with a smirk. 

“You see? What is it?” Kremy asked. 

“I’ll explain in a moment.” Frost told him. 

[“I use my powers to get into Twig’s mind.” Derek places his fingers back onto his forehead before looking at Nikkie.] 

‘Twig, this is Frost. I think you might be tickling Gideon by accident.’ Frost explained in her head. 

[The room of players burst out laughing. “Straight to the point.” Andy mentioned.

“Just no going around it!” Mikie added.] 

‘Tickling Gideon?!’ Twig gasped. 

‘It would seem so.’ Frost replied. 

‘Thanks for the warning, Frost! I had no idea!’ Twig reacted. 

[“The moment after she says this to Frost, she starts scratching and playing with Gideon’s hair even faster than before.” Nikkie told them with a laugh. 

“What?!” Mace drops his jaw, clearly offended.

The group bursts out laughing as Derek panics and moves his fingers back to his forehead to send another telekinetic phrase. “Wait, no!”

“Do I roll a performance check for this? Or a sleight of hand?” Nikkie asks. 

“Sleight of hand, I believe.” Andy replies.  

“Okay.” Nikkie rolls the dice and adds her sleight of hand. “Dirty 20!” She declared. “And Mace, roll me a…strength? Survival? I don’t know…”

“I’ll roll a survival check. That makes the most sense.” Mace told her. 

“At disadvantage, because…” Nikkie motions to Mace and shakes her head. “Well…Tickling.” 

That was all she could get out before the group burst out laughing.]

Gideon's head leaned back as the laughter finally overcame him. “Gahahahaha! What the hehehehell?!” His almost bellowish laughter filled the feywild for a moment as he tried to grab Twig. 

[Richie smiles. “Now, Kremy quickly remembers a time he found a really good tickle spot on Gideon.” He explains. “And though he swore he would never tell a soul about it…” Richie shrugs his shoulders. “He risks it for a biscuit cause he’s a menace.” He concluded.

A collection of ‘Ooooooh’s fill the room for a moment as the table processes the utter betrayal from Richie/Kremy.] 

“Twig, go for his ears!” Kremy yelled out. 

“Okay!” Twig replied. 

[“I can’t believe it’s gotten to this…” Nikkie laughed, before clearing her throat. “Not able to choose which ear to go for, Twig quickly begins scratching at both of Gideon’s ears instead.” Nikkie narrated.

“Good lord…” Mace shook his head. “Gideon just loses it with laughter. He struggles to cover his ears as he realizes that his best friend…his only friend…and now husband…had just told one of his biggest secrets to not only Twig, but to the rest of the group in the process.” Mace told the group.] 

“KREMY YOHOHOHOU AHAHASS!” Gideon shouted. “YOU PROMISED!”

“Oops…” Kremy casually muttered with a snicker. 

Desperate to save what’s left of his dignity, Gideon reached to grab Twig and take her off his shoulders. 

[What number did you get?” Nikkie asked. 

“19.” Mace replied. 

“You pass. You’re able to grab Twig and lift her off you.” Nikkie narrated. 

“Yes!” Mace cheered.] 

“Ihi gotcha, ya little shit.” Gideon brought Twig into his chest and tickled her belly and sides. 

Twig bursted out in high-pitched, squeaky fits of laughter. “eEEEHEEHEE! GIHIHID, IHIHI’M SORRYYYY!” Twig squealed. 

“Don’t you try and get yourself out of this! You started it!” He reminded her. 

[Derek morphed his face into guilt. “Frost looks at this and starts to feel guilty. He feels like Twig’s doom was entirely his fault, and that he should atone for his actions.” Derek explained.] 

Frost cleared his throat. “Uh…Actually Gideon…” He spoke up. “I have a confession.” He admitted. 

Gideon looked at Frost. “Well, make it quick. I’m a little busy.” Gideon told him. 

Frost scratched the back of his head. “It was actually me that told her.” Frost admitted. “I tried to warn her that she was tickling you, and…I suppose she took it as a challenge.” Frost admitted with a small chuckle. 

Gideon slowly paused his fingers and looked at Frost. “Did you…read my mind?” He asked. 

Frost widened his eyes. “Yeah, I did. That’s how I found out.” He admitted. 

Gideon narrowed his eyes at Frost, before looking at Twig. “This true?” He asked. 

Twig nodded her head. “Yeah, it is.” 

Gideon looked at Frost out of the corner of his eye, and put Twig onto his shoulders again. “No touching my ears without my permission, okay?” He told Twig. 

Twig nodded her head. “Okay. Promise!” 

Gideon put his fingers onto his own forehead. ‘Better prepare yourself for the most laughter you’ve ever experienced.’ Gideon said in his mind. 

[Derek widened his eyes. “Oh shit!” 

The group burst out laughing. “Whoa! Okay!” Nikkie reacted. 

“Can Gricko understand what he’s thinking based on his face?” Mikie asked. 

“I don’t know. Roll an insight check. And Mace, roll a persuasion check.” Nikkie told them. 

Mikie rolled the dice. “18.” He said. 

“Dammit…” Mace hung his head. “13.” 

Nikkie threw her head back with laughter. “Oh no!” She reacted.] 

Gricko smirked a little bit. “Well, it’s a good thing you and Frost have something in common…” He teased. 

Frost’s upper body froze, widening his eyes before glaring at the person beside him. “Gricko!” 

Gricko smirked brightly. “Am I wrong?” He asked. 

Frost fixed his hood and looked down, attempting to hide his face. 

Gideon smirked a bit and looked behind him slightly. “Hey Twig, ya wanna team up later?” Gideon asked. 

“Sure!” Twig replied excitedly. 

Kremy widened his eyes, and looked ahead, suddenly growing nervous. He looked at Frost, who was also nervous. He looked forward and tried to keep himself calm as they walked. “Well…” Was all he could get out. 

Let’s just say…they both should’ve remembered the consequences before going against a large Fire Genasi and his little fey brownie friend…

[bug-s0da]

I so wasn't aware that you're also watching Penny/snapcube and when you posted the lawyersona it was really like "the crossover I didn't know I needed". It was just such a delight and so wholesome And the animation has been living in my head rent free since then, it's just the perfect gif (and all the respect for all the work you put into it!)

WEEEEEE ive been watching the occasional VODs every once in a while for maybe 1-2 years now! mostly just vods; i dont have twitch bc im not usually big into streamers but penny's swag Streamour Demeanour grew on me pretty fast! cool to see someone who's known of my art previously who is also a snapcube fan :]

and tysm i appreciate the kind words... makes me very satisfied that people liked the animated sprite so much! animation isn't my strength as someone who struggles with the tedious and repetitive LMAO but super happy that i pushed thru and finished it up. glad you enjoy it :3

[gravedigest]

Gonna answer this over here, hope you don’t mind.

Oops it’s gonna be rambling I am so sorry

A lot of my writing winds up being freestyle, and getting something going takes four or five tries to stick the opener, like pulling the cord on an engine to get it to start. I have like three 2k word versions of how I wanted Doing Something to go, and one of them actually has Sanford in Hank’s place and Sanford’s more like a refrigerator than a runaway lawnmower. It wasn’t as fun to write, so I shucked it into the “neat concept, I’ll fuck with it later” bin.

Which is fine, I can have as many half-formed ideas as I want because I have the storage space for it.

From there I kinda write out little scene chunklets that I can rearrange or swap out with eachother, I’ll be thinking about the next scene I wanna do while I’m writing a different chunk, or thinking about an old chunk while writing a new one that I can slot in between that’ll make the overall story more coherent. So like, giving Doc a motive for specifically using Deimos to pilot Hank? I didn’t have one for a really fucking long time, then I was writing I think, like, Deimos’ meltdown and was like “Okay actually Deimos is going to be Doom. You can run Doom on anything.”

Then once I get my chunklets in a row I can go back over and add in more shit, and it makes it really easy to change details. Hank in the restaurant, how did he get to the restaurant? Fuck it. He was holed up in the tower this whole time and it was right next door. I’ll mention Deimos smells something burnt up in that other scene, weeeeee~

I kinda got this whole method from just writing vignettes? HNMT is a pretty obvious example of shoving a bunch of little scenes together to make something longer. I was using the research notes in that to kind of give hard stops so I didn’t need to stitch everything together as much. Because I’m lazy. And being lazy means you come up with fun ways to cut corners like that.

Tis how the first livestreaming video was invented. People didn’t wanna go stand up to see if the coffee was done, so they just hooked up a camera to a network and forced it to stream the video. I think I remember that right, take it with a shaker of salt, I ain’t remember shit good.

I highly recommend just doing a shitload of self indulgent vignettes though, just a bunch of scenes you want to read that don’t have to be connected to each other that you don’t have to do anything with. Eventually you might wind up connecting some of them together and extrapolating on a concept, and you can snowball from there.

Or just make a fun little oneshot, Workday is from a 30k document of what amounts to practicing each character individually in a bunch of scenarios, kind of just getting a feel of how I can have people interact and differentiate them from one another. It also just has a lot of stupid dialogue.

I fucking love writing dialogue. It’s really bad. But also neat when you can figure out how to give characters enough voice to where you don’t get confused about who’s saying what without having to say “he said, they said, x explained” yadda yadda. I use that thing as a reference for how I write each character to kind of gage consistency, and I’m not the best at it but I sure am getting better.

So, yeah. I get distracted really easily and this all sort of helps direct me being distracted into getting more work done than I would’ve if I had to follow a real outline, playing with legos instead of worrying about brick and mortar.

TLDR: Mostly freestyle, then editing in the plot beats that form naturally from that.

@ya-killin-me-smalls

[anotherghoul666]

Show of hands for SWISS ANGST

Who wants a tag for my next fic (tentative release window being next week / before the end of the month) where I purge all of my fucking abandonment issues on Swiss? XD

It will be in my a/b/o verse but there's not gonna be any smut. It'll be mature rated for mentions of heats and fucking and stuff because a/b/o, duh, along with heavy subject matter and language, but there will be no sex or kink depicted, so it's gonna be suitable for my non-Explicit readers. It's gonna be a much smoother read if you've read the previous 2 parts of the a/b/o verse tho cause the fics overlap and I don't re-explain things. So important plot points that happened in the other parts are referenced here and influence this fic.

It's based on this ask thread here: 1 -- 2 -- 3 And it's angst. Abandonment issues, rejection, misscommunication, burned out gifted kid syndrome, ressentment, distance and basically the whole pack fucking up while trying to do the right thing. So yall gotta be in a good headspace to read this shit. This is 100% me performing therapy on myself like I did with my previous non-smut Aether/Dew hurt/comfort. Except this one is kinda just, hurt. With a glimmer of hope, but mostly. Self indulgent cathartic writing weeeeee!

Who wants in on the pain train with me? :D

[lavylesby]

We All Deserve Love (a Mario fanfic)

"🎵...weeeeee WISH you a Merry Christmas, AND A HAPPYYYYY NEW YEEAAAARRRRRRR!!!🎶"

"That was EXCELLENT, Junior! I think you might be better than me one day!"

It was Christmas Eve. The final week of the year, and my favorite time of all. There's no better feeling than being surrounded by loved ones, all of us in unison, comfort, and peace. And smelling Peach's cooking.

But...there was something missing.

"Hey, has anyone seen Big Bro?" I asked.

Everyone looked around and shrugged. "Maybe he's upstairs?" my mom suggested.

I promptly got up and went upstairs. Perhaps he was just in the bathroom, but then again, I hadn't seen him since breakfast. I went to knock on the bathroom door, but before I did so, I heard a sniffle

...and it was coming from our bedroom.

I gently opened the door, and sure enough...

...Mario was crying.

Tissues littered the floor. One of my Silly Sweaters I gave him was completely soaked, and his current shirt wasn't doing much better. I could see him tremble a little, and he was trying so hard to fight his sobs.

I was confused. Why would my brother be so upset on Christmas Eve? But I knew exactly what to do.

Mario probably didn't hear me open the door, because he started when I wrapped him in a hug and kissed him. "Cosa c'è, Mar Mar?" I asked gently.

"L-Linguini...?" he murmured. "What...w-when did you get here?"

"I'm always here, fratellone," I replied, kissing his forehead. "What's wrong? Why aren't you downstairs?"

Mario sniffled, and I sat down so he could snuggle against me. There weren't many times I'd seen him so vulnerable, but somehow I always knew the best way to comfort him. I guess I learned from all the times he wiped my tears, especially when we were kids.

"I...I feel so guilty," he began in a broken voice. "I don't...know how to explain."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, even more confused.

"We...would've never discovered the...Mushroom Kingdom, if I'd never had this 'awesome' idea to 'save Brooklyn' and drag you with me."

"Mario, we've been through this. Me being captured in the Dark Lands was not your fault," I said firmly.

"Yes, but," he sobbed, "what if P-Power-Ups didn't exist? I...would've never been able...to save you."

I didn't know how to respond, because as much it hurt, he was right. I still get nightmares, even after more than a year.

"Not...only that...what if we k-killed Bowser with the S-Super Star? We d-didn't know how strong it was. Mostly everyone would be...happy, but, Junior...he...he wouldn't have his daddy. Y-you wouldn't have had the...chance to win Bowser's heart, to s-show him what real love looks like, even after what h-he did to you.

"And...either Peach might not b-be my girlfriend if she s-sees me as a killer, or if B-Bowser had killed me...or if we never came here i-in the first place. She would still...be alone. She would...s-still think she's the o-only human.

"None of this would've happened!"

Mario broke down sobbing, and I fought back tears of my own. But not necessarily because I agreed with him; I was upset that he still insisted on blaming himself, and that he thinks he ruined Christmas Eve. I was prepared to dispute him, until Peach appeared in the doorway.

"You and your brother are one of the greatest gifts God ever gave me."

Peach's face was like a radiant beam of love as she entered the room. She hugged us both, and caressed Mario's hair. "You should be feeling blessed," she said soothingly. "What's the point in thinking about what could've happened instead of what did? It's Christmas Eve, sweetheart! We're all together, and we all made it. Some people went to sleep yesterday and didn't wake up, but we did."

Peach and I hugged Mario as tight as we could, and he began to smile through his tears. "We all love you very, very much, Mario," I said, nuzzling his cheek. "Christmas wouldn't be the same without you!"

"Or any day, for that matter!" a voice boomed, followed by my boyfriend coming and squeezing Mario in more hugs. "Who would I have to pummel in Karting if you weren't around?"

Mario began to chuckle, wiping his tear-stained face. "Well, Luigi, for one."

I laughed. "Nah, he'd probably slow down and let me pass him."

"And watch your hair in the breeze? Of course I would!" Bowser declared. Mario hugged Bowser's massive neck and asked to be put down. He smiled lovingly.

"Thank you, all of you" he said. "I just didn't want to come downstairs like this, and bring everyone's spirits down. But...I am grateful. I am blessed."

He squeezed Peach's hand, and put his arm around my shoulder. "And I know I'll always be loved."

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Happy holidays, and Merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate! ^^ It's easy to feel like we don't deserve a happy ending, and sometimes we don't get one. But love always wins in the end, and God is love. Always remember that. :D Hope you enjoyed this short and sweet fanfic! ^^

[juicezone]

16 & 23 for the writing ask game :3 ?

16. favorite place to write i would LOVE to write on my bed more but by the time i get set up w the little desk/tray thing im like... bleh... so mostly in the little office rom where i do my courswork/draw/veg out !

23. pick three keywords that describe your writing self-indulgent for sure lol uhhh hurt/comfort-y and uhh processing (me when i have something i cant process myself: we can make an oc outta that-)

writing game weeeeee!

[moxijunk]

"If you were given the option to visit the vacuum of space or the very bottom of the deepest ocean trench without having to worry about expenses, would you?" -Ice Queen

SHAKING VIOLENTLY. SLEEPER AGENT ACTIVATED. THE ASTRONOMY NERD IS SHAKING.

SPACE! OH PLEASE VACUUM OF SPACE!!!! AAAAJDHDJDHDEJEB DUDE I FUCKING EXPLODE WHEN EVEN LOOKING AT THE NIGHT SKY, THE MOON "but Aron, this is supposed to be a fear related question" NOPE. TAKE ME TO SPACE. PUT ME UP THERE. I GO WEEEEEE. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, I WOULD TEAR MY SKIN OFF TO BE UP THERE IN SPACE MAN. AJDJSJFDJDJFDNDJDJDUEJEFBFB

arguments for not going into the ocean? THALASSOPHOBIA. THATS IT. NAH UH. NOPE. can't get me to even go to the beach. I get queasy whenever I even walk across a bridge that's over a river sjfkdjfkfjfjdjdjfjfbdhdj <- mostly due to personal reasons fjdjdjdjfdndjdj NOPE. THE WATER IS NOT FOR ME

YOU DONT UNDERSTAAAAAAAAND I AM FUCKING WAILING RN. I WAAAAAANNNA BE IN SPACEEEEEEEE [falls onto the ground]

[utahsrainbowsprinkles]

Hai everyone welcome to my bloggity blog yayyy!! :D 🌈🦄💖

My names Opal [used to go by my irl name but now I’m not due to privacy reasons <3]

Im 18 and I love Flipline Studios!! I’ll be posting Papa Louie art, memes and other stuff! :3 ✨

I love Utah as you can probably tell :P (she’s so cutie pie 😻❤️) and I have plenty other socials with edits, art and memes dedicated to the Papa Louie Games (I’m mostly known as utahsrainbowsprinkles on TikTok and there you can find my other socials on my linktree bio)!

My favs are Utah, Chuck (hear me out on both 😏), Nevada, Taylor, Tohru, Scooter, Prudence, Ninjoy & more! 🙃

So basically I’m here to make lots of Papa Louie friends yippie!! :3 💖

Feel free to ask me stuff in the comments and if anyone knows how to use Tumblr, Reddit or AO3 please teach me bc this is tricky lolz :O ‼️ (No fr I have no clue how to use them I feel like an old lady please help lmao💀)

✨ Weeeeee ✨

[grabowskibeepboop]

You knew it would come eventually, so TIME TO TALK ABOUT MY IDEAS FOR SPIDERMAN OCS! WEEEEEE

so the very first idea ofc comes from the animation style of mah boi Hobie

I thought about a genderless sketch, from a world where everything is sketches on a paper, and noone has a gender. Name's Graphael Hangman alias Raff alias Spidersketch, the backstory you know, and their powers are mostly the same exept their web is made of the same ink most things in their world are, and they can also use it to draw things that they are then able to use because the laws of physics work differently in a world made of sketch.

Imagine spiderwoman, but with a violin

I haven't thought about much regarding this idea, name would be Violet and her color would be purple, maybe they'd be Filipino, coming from a family of great expectations and minor domestic abuse (because I've heard such things from filipino friends), ill tempered and strict but nice if you get close to her, would ofc include the violin in her powers both as maybe the strings being used as webs, but soundwaves from the music for sure, and I wanna see her with long ass hair that comes out of her suit in a high ponytail. Maybe a skirt in the suit and also maybe likes bunnies because my best friend loves bunnies and the color purple and now I associate the two

Spiderclown

I have no idea about the backstory, but I wanted europian, and mute. Weird choice to make him mute and not the sketch one because their language literally consists of speach bubbles, but Idunno, I thought it would be fitting for a clown superhero. Literally dunno anything about him yet but if you have any ideas feel free to dm me

That's all for now but I'll be back if I have more

Also don't expect anything to come out of this, I'm lazy and I procrastinate so these might just stay ideas forever