#camp camp mario au

[angelxd-3303]

*Pokes head out from behind wall* Hey….. IF your not busy would it be ok for me to ask you to draw something from my au post? You don’t have to if you don’t want to. Please and thank you for reading.

Thanks for the ask! I absolutely loved all of these prompts, but I'm a sucker for 90's vibes, so I had to choose the camping one!

Mario is not impressed with this development, lol!

[shellyswirlz]

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Hey guys❗️❗️ :D **Drops this down**

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I'VE HAD THIS IN MY DRAFTS FOR A WHILE CAUSE I WAS REALLY AFRAID TO POST IT.. SHHSHDHDBBBDBSH 😭😭

[marcillemon]

Can we make mariosonas

I’ll start

This is Antonio, he’s the third Mario brother(and the oldest) and he decided to not follow the family tradition of plumber, and instead became a chef so his clothing color is the white of chefs clothes. He’s got long hair cuz I said so and he is slightly taller than Luigi. He is patently the chillest brother. I want them to have a sort of my big fat Greek wedding dynamic. Where he’s like secretly trying to go to chef school and only Luigi knows because Antonio keeps getting into fights with Mario and their dad because he’s not following the family legacy(aka “leaving”). He like knitting and he’ll occasionally fight bowser with his brothers but otherwise he’s focused on culinary school.

It’s occurred to me now I may have just made senshi from dungeon meshi

Anyway, I want him to meet a girl he falls head over heels for and I want them to be in love and happy. I think it’d be cool for Mario and Luigi to have a supportive and nice brother that they can go back to and be around. The Mario movie makes me crave family dynamics.

[devondespresso]

Wiggy Wednesday🧠🪱 - A Robin (Buckley) Hood au

tagged by @just-my-latest-hyperfixation @shares-a-vest and @hotluncheddie Thanks guys!!! 💕🫂💝

continue-the-game tags at the bottom, you guys absolutely don't have to read this whole thing for it, it won't hurt my feelings cause this thing got long sgnxgnxnh

💚>> EDIT: @carolperkinsexgirlfriend expanded on the aro robin thing and its literal perfection!! <<💚

tbh the past few days ive felt like i was loosing my spark a bit (could be a medication thing now that i think about it) so the plans for today are to rewatch some really damn good motion pictures, feel some emotions probably, and go from there.

having said that, i was able to put together a fun little idea about Robin Stranger Things as Robin Hood, Steve and Little John, either Vickie or Chrissy as Maid Marian. Chrissy would fit the secretly badass princess type very well, thinking princess peach in the mario movie, while vickie would be slightyyy more tough girl princess, thinking fiona from the first shrek. I'm not like a huge fan of slapping character names into roles just because, so i think most antagonists would be of the robin-hood-world and some might get left out. Dustin and Erica would be there, possibly as merry men, or i also think itd be cool to mix another vaguely-medieval story that fits the kids group better, have it be something in the backstory or future or something like a story living in the edges of this one. Eddies also an easy fit as the minstrel and could be tied to chrissy's story too if you want

im not planning on writing anything for it, but the story ideas that are jumping out to me rn are mostly characters meeting/origin stories. Steve and Robin meet early on in her outcastery, Robin in jail for stealing and Steve also locked up close by either for something outrageously stupid or something definitely illegal but for the sake of his little brother and friends. They swap stories and then swap even more jokes and fun banter. Either Robin loops him in on her plan to break out, or Dustin and Erica come to break Steve out during her escape and they all team up. Maybe a little part where they visit Dustin and friends, let him know Steve's fine even tho him and Robin are fugitives, maybe Dustin tries to follow them but they have to send him back until he's old enough to move out, an emotional "we're not gone forever" talk, concluding with Robin and Steve heading off to camp in the woods and figure out what's next. maybe robin comes out here, maybe steve had confessed and whatnot similar to the show, maybe robin just needed to establish that she's not into him before they started adventuring just the two of them. Maybe she mentions her future plans, to stay firmly on the laws bad side, maybe to reunite with the lady she found at the edge of palace gardens, something that would make the road alongside her rougher than his already will be, and Steve chooses to join her anyway.

also a romantic subplot with Chrissy or Vickie.

if its chrissy, i think itd go similarly to the disney movie (relative to vickie's anyway), chrissy has her princessy life and through circumstance (maybe an archery contest, maybe they run into each other, probably a combination of run-ins) they meet and are into each other, maybe Robin crossdresses and after she's revealed to be a girl Chrissy's head over heels, maybe Chrissy runs away, maybe robin wins her favor, lots of fun princess tropes to play with.

with vickie, i keep leaning into the Fiona-style angle where she very much doesn't care to be in a royal setting, not rejecting femininity just spinning the princess archetype on its head. So maybe she's a runaway, maybe she rescued herself, or maybe she faked her death or something extreme, and she runs into robin (maybe robins disguised and she looks extra rougish, maybe vickie had only heard bad stories about her) and they fight. if vickie wins she notices in her victory robins actual personality, realizes shes not aggressive like expected and they talk, and if robin wins she does a mercy thing, maybe disarms her to get enough time to run off and vickies like 🤨mysterious🤨 or they spark up conversation. Maybe part of Robins group comes in either ready to defend her or diffuse the situation and their appearance soon splits the fight. lots and lots to play with. one way or another vickie tags along or joins the group, she and robin fall in love, yippee

aaaand third option: polyarmory, where chrissy joins the group first, they run into vickie second, and the three of them fall in love.

fourth option: aro robin (lol get it. cause. arrows.) who picks up princesses (plus steve too) like its her job and those princesses fall in love

r*nance (* for search because this isn't exactly abt them, NOT to be a dick about it) could work too ig but its not my jam so im not diving into that angle

i also love the idea of expanding robins relationship with any of the kids (Dustin and especially Erica, because scoops troop has solid character dynamic potential thats barely touched. Robin and Max too, and it'd make sense to bring in Lucas too with his ties to both Erica and Max)

if this gives anyone else brainworms and you want to write it, absolutely go for it, i know im definitely not going to sit down and write scenes or anything for it, and if you're comfortable tag me so i can read it!!

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for Wiggy Wednesday im tagging (no pressure ofc): @starry-eyed-steve @marvel-ous-m @lightoftheseraph @pearynice @puppy-steve

@tinytalkingtina @dreamwatch @flowercrowngods @withacapitalp @writing-kiki

@queenie-ofthe-void @carolperkinsexgirlfriend @eriquin @hairstevington @sunflowerharrington

@imfinereallyy @sourw0lfs

[fryingpan1234567]

malconnor...hcs... for the soul... pls...

oh ANON, I would LOVE to

SO

(AAAAAAA I GOTTA FREAK OUT FIRST MY BOYS)

k anyways

I think at some point Travis comes back to camp to visit, and while he was gone Malcolm and Connor had gotten together

so over the course of the first few days he was like huh that’s funny my little brother made a new friend

huh that’s funny they’re really good friends

huh that’s funny they are making out against a wall “hEY C O N N O R !”

the shovel talk help😭🫠

anyways Travis gets used to it eventually it’s fineeee

I was actually about to write a Home Alone AU for the two of them in which they’re the only two at camp because Malcolm’s dad is on a cruise with his new gf, Connor’s mom is on a mission too dangerous to have company, Travis is at Katie’s family’s for break, Dionysus is back on Olympus, AND Chiron goes off to visit some of his relatives. Bad time for an invasion but yk they handled themselves fine

Malcolm is a California boy FIGHT ME

beach drives with all the windows down help

the parallels… between Percabeth and Malconnor… “I’m so sick of your shit (affectionate)” blond Athena kid… “too bad you get to deal with more of it” dark haired little shit who is taller and loves bugging blondie while they’re trying to do homework… hhrngh the PARALLELS

Malcolm of course finds it attractive when Connor actually uses the brain cells he has… but a part of him will always find it so fucking adorable when Con turns to him with the most bewildered face and say “Mal… my math homework has letters in it”

(bonus: “it’s algebra, babe”

”I dropped out of algebra”

”…algebra is the grade standard tho”

”oh fuck me I have a hard enough time with letters in English”

”let’s…….. put the homework away for now. Mario Kart?”

”OHOHO YOU ARE GOING THE FUCK DOWN PRETTY BOY”

”I THINK NOT, HE WHO ALWAYS PICKS TOAD AND THE STUPID TOY CAR”

”DON’T TALK TO ME DEFAULT SETTINGS LOSER” I’m getting off track I had a very similar conversation with my brothers the other day but it’s fine)

hmm something about Connor being obsessed with the Heartstopper comics and Malcolm loving the Solitaire novel series

they are firm believers they’d win the Hunger Games together too

NOT MAL RECHARGING BY SITTING AND READING AND CON RECHARGING BY WRAPPING AROUND HIM LIKE A SLOTH AND PASSING THE FUCK OUT

symbiotic relationship, Malcolm would say

(another bonus: “shut the fuck up you’re making us sound like Venom”

”we could be as good as Venom if u really wanted”

“we’re better than Venom, baby”)

Malcolm loving the Marvel Comics is just something so important to me

Hermes gripping Malcolm by the shoulders and going “listen. that’s my boy. he pulled a Tartarus napkin out of a fireplace. do not hurt him” and Mal’s just like yeah man I was there

also Athena eyeing Connor and whispering to Malcolm, “is he smart?” and Mal kinda gives a half-nod-half-shrug, Con grins at her like an idiot (it’s giving golden retriever), and just like that she loves him

anyways my boys💖💖💖

[baltwolfdogs]

Mario And Peach Find The Dog.

Luigi Whose That Dog. (Mario said) Max Meets Mario and Peach That's An AU With A Crossover. That's for making a camp.

Design Original @blurryflurryz and @theredbros

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Friday Night Funkin’

Regretevator (Roblox)

Phighting (Roblox)

Pressure (Roblox) (Totally not just bc of Sebastian Solace)

Better CR

Cookie Run: Kingdom

Monster Camp

Miraculous Ladybug

Human! JSAB (Hcs posted)

Human! Hollow Knight

Human! Mafia! Hollow Knight

Mario

Madness Combat

Studio Investigrave (My personal AU)

[manygeese]

ok I know it’s been a while but we’re back at it again with the Sally and Esperanza au (inspired by @poppitron360)

basically if you missed the first one, Leo and Esperanza move to New York, Esperanza meets Sally and they fall in love 🥰 when Leo and Percy are eight and nine respectively, Gaea swallows them up, they go to CHB, Leo gets claimed instantly, Percy has to wait until 3 years later when he gets the TLT quest and saves his moms from the underworld

ANYWAYS! What would HoO look like in this AU?

The first thing I’d change would be who gets the Hera Swap Treatment™️. And ALSO! Who would be in the Seven in general. I think, instead of Percy (to enforce the familial tragedy lol make him suffer), Reyna would be in the Seven. So in this AU, Leo and Reyna get swapped.

So the Lost Hero trio would be Reyna, who wakes up on this unfamiliar bus with no clue where she is but a gut feeling something is wrong. Annabeth, who is searching undercover for her boyfriend’s brother (AKA her partner in crime). And Piper, who also has no clue what’s going on but is really bummed that the people she thought were her best friends don’t seem to know her anymore.

Really interesting opportunity to discuss Reyna’s connection to Rome, since Bellona doesn’t have a Greek equivalent. Who would she be claimed by? How would she fit in? When they hold campfires, does she feel a distinct sense of camaraderie that she’s longed for for so long?

Also, concept: Reyna, Annabeth, and Piper stop by the Jackson-Valdez household before making their way to California. Percy’s just like “sure, you can crash for tonight. Gods know you’ll need the rest (and my mom’s special blue cookies for good luck)”. But Piper’s just like “what HAPPENED? Why is this apartment so SAD?” Like the happiness has just been sucked out. Esperanza isn’t even there, she’s at the garage, pretending like her son is at home. Sally is looking through baby photos and stress writing and doing a million different things because maybe by the time she actually thinks about her son he’ll be in her arms again.

The Son of Neptune (or Son of Vulcan, in this case) trio would be Leo, Jason, and Hazel I think because I have a distinct image of Hazel and Jason having awkward cousin vibes. Like, “their older siblings play Mario kart together on Christmas so they’re friends only because of proximity” cousins. And Leo’s over here doing horribly crooked cartwheels to lighten the mood.

I have Thoughts about Son of Vulcan in this AU omg. So many Thoughts. Jason and Hazel finally getting each other when they kill Alcyoneus together, while Leo is fighting for his life to free Thanatos and kill all these freaky-deaky monsters. Jason and Hazel freaking the fuck out when Leo chugs gorgon blood like it’s whiskey. Jason and Leo finding Hazel standing on a rock surrounded by cereal babies. Hazel side eying Leo wondering if he’s her old crush from grade school back in the forties. Just. Son of Vulcan trio.

Another thing, I think these two books should happen at the same time because I think it’d be interesting to let both of the swapped heroes integrate more. Like, give me fearless leader Reyna whipping her (tween) troops into shape, but Camp Half-Blood just being like “dam this lady’s super cool but she needs to chill the FUCK out. stop training my eight year old brother in sword fighting he’s gonna kill me the next time I have to wake him up early”. Give me an unconfident Leo learning to be a leader after being in his brother’s shadow.

also I yapped to @puzzled-pegasus about this so here you go

[yaoipigglet]

Bowuigi Au ideas.

(All human)

(Marriage of Convenience AU)

The Mario brothers are the rulers of a small kingdom that is in need of help.

Mario holds a ball and meets Princess Peach. They fall in love and begin to court when King Bowser crashes one of the parties they’re holding and demands Peach marry him. (He doesn’t love her. He just wants better land for his people to grow food and stop the food drought it’s in. )

After she refused him again, his minions try to grab her but they grab Luigi instead.

After returning home, and finding out about the mix up, Bowser is MAD but Luigi then agrees to marry him so the King will have farmland for his people to grow food. After much though, they agree to wed in a year. (Slow Burn to love)

(Camping Trip)

Set in the 90s, Luigi and Mario are collage students who’ve planned a camping trip for all their friends.

Upon finding out Bowser, football star and rich boy, is all alone this summer, he invites him to join and just have fun.

Cue the scene of where Luigi is singing alone to music and dancing while making the burgers alone and Bowser starts catching feelings for him.

(Worker AU)

Luigi and Mario working as Plumbers(Mario)/cleaners(Luigi) in the mushroom kingdom.

One day they have to deal with King Bowser because Jr flooded the place by flushing his dinner down the toilet.

While Mario fixes the bathroom, Luigi mops up and starts singing in Italian to which Jr hears and watches him dance about. He likes this weird green man’s music and begins to cause more trouble so the green man will come back.

After that Bowser begins to catch feelings for Luigi after finding him soothing a very sad Jr.

[corporatefrog]

╭₊˚ ๑︰Loud Music, No Thoughts ๑ ꒱

✧.* featuring: yn being tasked with distracting Tweek while Craig is away for the weekend leading to them showing him a new form of stress relief

✧.* tags: college au, comedy, established relationship (tweek x craig)

✧.* Characters: tweek tweek, craig tucker

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"What do you mean 'I'm in charge of Tweek'?"

Craig sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose as though he weren’t the one dropping his boyfriend on me for the weekend without asking me beforehand. I’m not sure why he gets to be the annoyed one in this situation. I’m the one who thought they were being invited to a coffee hang with their friend only for it to turn into a job request. 

“I mean, I need you to watch him this weekend.”

“Isn’t that literally your job?”

“Yes, but my family’s annual camping trip is this weekend and it’s strictly family. So you need to hang out with Tweek until I get back.”

“Why do I need to watch over a literal adult?” I asked, crossing my arms and leaning back in my chair, confused as to why this was my problem.

“Because he gets freaked out every year when I go and doesn’t sleep until I’m back because he assumes a bear is going to maul me in my sleep.”

“Yeah, that sounds about right.”

“So you have to distract him.”

“And how exactly do I do that?”

Craig shrugged, “I don’t know, just hang out with him or something.”

“Very descriptive, thank you for putting so much care into ensuring your boyfriend rests well this weekend.” I said in a deadpan voice, staring at him blankly. 

“Can you actually shut the fuck up.”

I straightened in my chair, looking at Craig with an aghast expression. 

Is he really going to ask me to babysit his boyfriend that I barely talk to then bitch at me about it? 

“Oh? What was that?” I asked, looking down at a fake watch on my wrist then looking back to Craig with a pout, “Sorry, I think my weekend just filled up-”

“Come on, yn.” Craig tried to protest but I continued the act.

“What was that?” I lifted my phone up to my ear, pretending to take a call, “I’m getting a call from Kenny? He wants to have a Mario Party marathon all weekend?” I lowered the phone and looked at Craig with an exaggerated apologetic frown, “Sorry, dude. It looks like I’m busy this weekend. If only someone had said please when asking me to babysit their anxiety ridden boyfriend instead of being asshole of the month-”

“Okay, fine!” Craig shouted, averting his eyes while his hands gripped the bottom of his sweatshirt as though it physically pained him to consider asking nicely, “Will you please hang out with Tweek this weekend?” His eyes darted to my face to catch a glimpse of my reaction before looking away quickly.

I made a show of pondering the request, tapping my finger on my chin and letting out many inquisitive “hmmmm”s. It's not often that THE Craig Tucker asks for something nicely and I wanted to savor the moment in its entirety, but the longer I drew out the bit, the more visible annoyed Craig became. I gave a final inquisitive hmmm before turning back to Craig with a smirk, shrugging my shoulders as I agreed to help.

“Yeah, sure. How hard can it be?”

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“No Tweek, Craig’s not going to drown while attempting to catch salmon with his bare hands. I don’t even think he knows what a salmon looks like.”

Turns out it is very hard.

 I arrived at Tweek Bros Coffee at 12:30 pm. It was currently 1:43 pm and I've run out of things to do. I brought coloring books but Tweek kept breaking the colored pencils then freaking out about said broken colored pencils. I brought Yahtzee! but Tweek couldn’t figure out how to shake the dice without sending them flying across the cafe. I didn’t even try the Uno deck I’d brought. I only brought it because I genuinely didn’t know much about Tweek and if Yahtzee! wasn’t his thing, I didn’t see Uno being any better. 

So here we sat, awkwardly avoiding eye contact at a table as Tweek continued to spiral about the various terrible things that could be happening to Craig on his trip. I had never spent much time with Tweek one-on-one. We’d mixed in a group just fine but the dynamic shift was throwing me off as much as it seemed to throw him off. 

Tweek’s leg bounced at sonic speed as a hand tapped on the table with a similar rhythm. His eyes darted around the cafe, focusing on different spots for a second before moving to the next. Anywhere but on me. He’d worn one of Craig’s sweatshirts today, probably as a way to try and calm himself down even if it was a futile attempt, and his other hand twisted the aglet of the hood’s drawstring. 

If I hooked him up to a hamster wheel, he could power the whole city for a week. 

I shook off the idea. Craig probably wouldn’t approve of me utilizing his boyfriend’s manic energy to generate clean energy.

“So…” I started, trailing off as Tweek snaps his head in my direction, not knowing where I was going now that I had his attention. “What do you and Craig normally do?” 

“Well, we usually watch movies or-” He cut off momentarily as a twitch shook his head, “Or he helps me bake something. But now he won’t be able to help me bake if his car is hit by an avalanche on the way back-”

Oh god, not again. 

“But that’s not going to happen because they’re going in the opposite direction of the mountains!” I quickly retorted. Tweek’s tense shoulder’s didn’t relax from the response, only pausing his most recent spiral until the next thought crossed his mind. 

The awkward silence returned as I wracked my brain for something we could do other than sit here and play verbal tennis with Tweek’s anxiety for the next 48 hours. 

I could text Jimmy, Tolkien, and Clyde? Maybe they’ll be better at this than me? Hell, anyone would be better than me at this. 

“Do you listen to any music?” I asked. As much as I hated small talk, if Tweek and I are spending the next two days together I might as well take the opportunity to get to know him more. 

Tweek shook his head. But with the twitching it looked more like a rapid shake to get water out of your ear. “Not really. I’ve tried listening to lofi or classical music to relax but it’s always so quiet that I can’t help but think about everything that’s bothering me.”

As he spoke, the hand on the table stopped tapping as quickly and his gaze slowed it’s constant jumping. His leg still moved like a rabbit but it seemed he’d forgotten about Craig’s impending doom in favor of music for a brief moment,

Bingo.

“Dude yeah, that’s because you shouldn’t be listening to chill music if you don’t want to think.” I said, jumping at the first conversation topic which seems to have distracted him. Tweek turned to look at me, eyebrows furrowed.

“What do you mean? Craig said that calm music is the best way to calm down-” His eyes widened as he remembered Craig was currently camping his way to death. 

Fuck get him back before he spirals again!

“What I mean,” I began, putting both hands on the table to grab Tweek’s attention, “is that when you don’t want to think, you need to listen to loud songs so that you can’t think.”

“How does that even work? If I can’t think then I’m not sentient and if I’m not sentient then am I even human-” I cut Tweek off, pulling out my headphones and connecting them to my phone. 

“Here, let me show you.” I put my headphones in his hand, guesting for him to put them in when he stared at me with blank eyes. Once Tweek secured the headphones in his ears, I queued up my favorite ‘life is too much, I need to scream’ songs starting with the classic I’m Not Okay by My Chemical Romance. I made sure the volume was nice and high then sat back to let Tweek experience the true serotonin boost of loud music, no thoughts. 

As the song played, I observed Tweek’s movements. Or more accurately, the lack of movement. His leg’s bouncing slowed before eventually coming to a stop. The hand which has incessantly tapped an unknown tune on the table switched to following the familiar beat of the song. His head even began to slowly bob to the music, the once erratic rise and fall of his chest slowing to a natural pace. 

Oh my god. I fixed Tweek.

The song came to an end and Tweek remained in his spot, staring into the distance as if in a trance. A small grin snuck onto my face at the sight of the usually jumpy man finally relaxing. 

“So, how’d you like it?” I asked, tapping my fingers on the table in a mimicry of a drumroll. Tweek snapped out of his trance, turning to me with a surprisingly calm expression. His eyebrows weren’t permanently furrowed and his shoulders seemed to finally relax from their permanent stiff position below his ears. 

“Do you have more?” He answered with a question. 

I quickly nodded, opening my phone and beginning to scroll through music as I spoke, “Oh yeah, I have a ton more!” I glanced up at Tweek, “Do you want to listen to more?” I asked, hoping his question wasn’t misunderstood. 

Tweek nodded, “You’re right about the music being louder than your thoughts.” He raised a hand to his head, threading it through his blonde locks as his voice dropped to a quieter volume, “I couldn’t hear my own voice. I don’t think I’ve ever not been able to hear my voice in my head.” He snuck a glance in my direction as if to see if I’d noticed the mutterings. I flashed him a smile, hoping to reassure whatever inkling inside of him that it was okay.

“That’s the best part about loud music. You get a moment to sit there and just breathe.” I gestured towards the door with my phone, “Let’s go to my car. Loud music is even better when you’re driving around with a friend.” 

As I said “friend”, a small smile pushed its way onto Tweek’s face. He gave a quick nod in response before pulling out my headphones and setting them on the table. We both stood and said goodbye to Tweek’s parents, heading towards the exit. 

“Any requests?” I asked over my shoulder as I pushed open the door. 

“Anything loud like that last song.” Tweek said then added, “Or louder.” 

A laugh burst from my mouth as we walked to my car. 

“You listen to one MCR song and now you’re hooked? I must be some sort of miracle worker.”

I walked around the car to the driver’s side while Tweek stood in front of the passenger door. We locked eyes from over the hood. A chill snuck its way up my spine, leaving an energetic tingle over my skin. The awkward atmosphere which suffocated us had dissipated, evaporating into the air and leaving a warm comfort settling in the air.

Tweek looked so much better with a smile. The worry lines never suited his face. I much preferred the smile lines carved into his face. 

I wonder if he’ll ever have wrinkles there instead of his forehead.

My face broke into a grin as I pulled the door open.

“I cannot wait to show you KISS.” I said before ducking into the car, Tweek following close behind. 

Craig’s going to be so pissed when he comes back and I’m best friends with his boyfriend. Serves him right for leaving, little bitch. I thought with a grin, starting my car and pulling out of the parking lot with Detroit Rock City blasting through the speakers, leaving a trail of vibrating air in our wake.

[cosmo-production]

idea for Mario + rabbids au

ya know the Rayman crossover happening soon, and ya the Rayman fanbase not so secret hatred of the rabbids well I made a au based off it. The rabbids return to Rayman's world and I mean ALL of them and the glade of dream go Salem witch trial on them in a rabbid destroying rampage, the au revolves around rabbid Mario and the rest trying keep the other rabbids safe, surviving or finding a way back to mushroom kingdom whichever comes 1st? This au has angst overload with the stress of the situation making everyone say somethings they don't mean that kind of stuff. Each rabbid have different ways of dealing with the situation

Rabbid Mario and edge become protectors at night, watching over everyone like batman stopping any would "exterminations"

Rabbid Rosalina stay with the rabbids at camp, locked up in her tent trying to process all of this.

Phantom became a traitor just so he could be a star again

rabbid Luigi went to travel the Glade of dreams looking to learn to make portal to the mushroom kingdom, he could already do a weaken spell a portal shouldn't be that hard he thought to himself

the wardens got more chill jobs.

rabbid peach became a medic because rabbids still get into trouble as often as they did before

[shellyswirlz]

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CAMP CAMP SMG4 AU CAST:

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・David- Shroomy

・Gwen- Karen

・Max- Smg3

・Nikki- Mario

・Neil- Smg4

・Space Kid- Jubjub or Boopkins

This is the cast so far. Might add onto it later once I figure out who else is who.. 😭😭

I've always had a special place in my heart for this series so this is why I'm doing this frickin AU helpme..,

Plus I am obsessing so hard over Shroomy who literally OWNS A CAMP in one episode, so IT ALL MAKES SENSE!

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Also the thought of Smg4, Smg3, and Mario all beefing with Jubjub or Boopkins (whoever we're making Space Kid) is so funny to me. And Shroomy reading a pamphlet to them about space. Hshshshsheh..,

"We'll take your kid ZOOM straight into space! 1!1!1! 😰😰😰" /q

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- Danganronpa (All 3 main games) 🪶

- Persona (3 & 5) ✨🪶

- Genshin Impact (note we don't know ANYTHING about this source lmao)

- Pokémon

- Super Paper Mario

- Kingdom Hearts

- Hades

- Sonic the Hedgehog

- The Legend of Zelda ✨🪶

- Octopath Traveler

- FNaF: Security Breach

- Final Fantasy XV

- Solar Ash ✨🪶

- Star Wars: The Old Republic (Considered the same source in-system as regular SW)

- Omori

- Monster Camp

- Portal

- Warhammer (considered the same source in-system as ITEHTTS)

- Dungeons & Dragons

- Rain World 🪶

- Undertale/Deltarune (Considered nearly the same source in-system) 🪶

- Catherine: Full Body

- Slay the Princess ✨

- Cult of the Lamb

📺 TV, movies, animations, etc sources 📽️

[TV, movies, animations, etc sources]

- Red vs Blue

- Bungou Stray Dogs 🪶

- Inanimate Insanity

- South Park (we see a kid gettin treated badly and they get adopted. simple)

- Sk8 the Infinity

- Kanata no Astra (Astra: Lost in Space)

- Assassination Classroom

- Mai HiME

- The Promised Neverland (Season 1) (the rest in: books, comics, etc)

- Lucifer

- Steven Universe ✨🪶

- Our Flag Means Death

- The Good Place

- Moon Knight (series)

- Star Wars ✨

- Bee & Puppycat

- Kyou Kara Maou!

- Kung Fu Panda

- O.K. K.O.! Let's Be Heroes

- The Owl House

- Beyblade

- Inuyasha

- Puss in Boots

- If the Emperor had Text-To-Speech (ITEHTTS) (Considered the same source in-system as Warhammer)

- Lackadaisy (have yet to read the comics)

- Helluva Boss & Hazbin Hotel (Considered the same source in-system)

- Lego Monkie Kid (Sometimes seen as intertwined with Journey to the West source)

- Adventure Time / Fionna & Cake (Considered the same source in-system) 🪶

- The Amazing Digital Circus

- ENA

- Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood

- Ben 10 (Gwen 10 AU)

- Gundam: The Witch From Mercury

- Parkour Civilization

📻 Podcast, songs, & theatre sources 🎤

[Podcast, songs, & theatre sources]

- Rabbits (podcast) 🪶

- REPO! The Genetic Opera

- Addict by Silva Hound

- Collared by Lily Vane

🌘 Mythological sources 📜

[Mythological sources]

- Journey to the West & related media

- Hellenic mythology 🪶

- Chaos Magick collective deities 🪶

📚 Books, comics, etc sources 🔖

[Books, comics, etc sources]

- Warriors ✨

- The Promised Neverland (Season 1 also in: TV, movies, animations, etc. The rest by this source)

- Moon Knight (comics)

🌌 Original Sources 🌊

[Original Sources]

- [fill out info later]

[philtstone]

for Spotify wrapped prompts: lotr characters of your choice + #11?? (trying my luck to see if I somehow don’t land on a Bollywood song but will be thrilled no matter what!)

#11 -- main hoon na (I'm here now) so funny story my spotify wrapped playlist does NOT include numbering. no numbers. god knows why. and i am not counting my way thru that list. which means i will simply be selecting an inspiration song from the list for each of these prompts, but that still is not saving u from the bollywood of it all. so, to really hard launch things, im splicing the goofiest most spy kids ass incredibly sweet movie of all time with -- of course -- the hippie camp counsellor au

Aragorn's headache has been building since well before lunch, but the relative absence of any sort of real amenities at this truck stop has only made it worse.

First: because outside of a measly bag of chips, which he insisted be shared by Arwen (prone to blood-sugar-related headaches), Eowyn (technically still growing her frontal lobe), Frodo (looking too solemn for a thirteen year old, also still growing), and Sam (who immediately offered his share to Frodo), Aragorn has not eaten anything since their stop at the forlorn Wendy's last night.

Second: because, in pursuit of something more sustaining than said measly bag of chips, Merry and Pippin went investigating. Alone. And now they've been misplaced.

“Under construction! To be replaced by what? A corporate behemoth without any soul?! Without a whit of warmth? Grand oak tables! The ambiance of a fine dining experience! My cousin Balin’s restaurant was no ordinary truck stop facility! The spaghetti bolognese alone made it worth the detour! How many a road trip did I take as a boy –”

Gimli is only twenty one, so this is not so significant as all that. 

“Do you think we wouldn’t have misplaced them if we tried to find another Wendy’s?” Legolas asks philosophically, as if Gimli is not standing beside him on the verge of tears.

“We haven’t misplaced them,” Aragorn says. They definitely have. “We must simply ask around – they couldn’t have gotten far. At worst, they have squirreled their way into one of these trucks, and we would definitely notice that.”

The obnoxious horn-blowing alone, Aragorn thinks.

“They could have been kidnapped,” says Legolas, all pragmatic cheer. “Or run over. Or they could be trapped in one of the toilet stalls – the locks stuck on Gimli for a good five minutes when we were in there.”

“Gone!” wails Gimli, who gets very theatrical when upset. “Erased! An institution of road-side relaxation! Oooh, how could Balin not have told me? And for it to be replaced by a barren Travel Center with nothing but a few vending machines! I wasn’t prepared for this kind of tragedy to happen in my lifetime …”

“Legolas,” Aragorn grits out, “some optimism, please.” Gimli is going through multiple stages of grief, so Aragorn lets him be. “Let us put our heads together and do something constructive.”

Canvassing the truckers seems as immediate a solution as any, so that is what they do.

“We’re looking for the cousins of my father’s friend’s nephew,” Gimli describes emotionally to a confused old woman in a cowboy hat and her somewhat tree-shaped husband. “If anyone would have appreciated the smoked smash burgers of my own cousin’s menu … but it’s all lost now! Could you’ve seen ‘em?”

“We’re looking for two very small children,” Legolas says solemnly to the biker gang Eomer had serendipitously known from university, but who eye them with suspicion nonetheless. “You know, the kind you look at and immediately think, oh God, small children, if you’re the sort to not like children much.”

“We’re looking for two pre-teen boys,” Aragorn clarifies at every interval, feeling desperate. “Aged twelve and eleven, with fair hair, coming up to no higher than my hip. You couldn’t miss them if you tried; one of them is wearing a Super Mario t-shirt.” 

“Oh, that will be Pippin,” Legolas confirms from behind him. “Terrible taste in video games.”

Gimli dabs tearfully at his eyes with a large checkered handkerchief he pulled from the back of his jeans.

It’s not that he’s truly worried Merry and Pippin have been kidnapped – they do have a rudimentary grasp of stranger danger – only Aragorn is supposed to be exercising leadership on this trip. He is the driver, after all. Even if he still isn't wholly confident in his grad school options.

“Maybe you could do MSF or something,” Legolas wonders aloud, as they look underneath a particularly rusty-looking sixteen-wheeler for their runaway tweens. “Next year I mean, in between things. I’m sure Uncle Elrond would consider that a viable career. You had the pamphlet in your backpack last month and everything.”

“You need a medical degree to do MSF, Legolas,” Aragorn says tiredly; it’s not that he hasn’t thought about it.

“What if you started your own version of MSF, with herbal medicine,” Legolas continues, undeterred. “I’m sure that would be popular amongst middle class white moms. And you’d be an entrepreneur.” 

It would somewhat defeat the whole point, but Aragorn appreciates the brainstorming. 

Back to Merry and Pippin – technically they are Gandalf’s responsibility – but Gandalf is in the bathroom, so they feel like his, and, furthermore, Aragorn’s getting a bit nervous about leaving Frodo and Sam in the van all alone for so long. Two days ago they found a feral possum in the trunk who they kept on because it has an uncanny sense of direction (it will scratch at random points on the map when it’s not screaming and hissing from the back seat), and though it won’t stop chewing on the hem of Frodo’s jeans, Frodo refuses to let them toss it out of the car; he insists he and the possum can communicate. Aragorn would think he was lying if not for Sam also insisting they can communicate – he has absolutely nothing good to say about the Possum’s personality – and, well, Sam’s a stoutly practical kid. So certainly they must be being truthful.

But the poor possum could bite them, left unattended.

Aragorn decides to try the biker gang one last time.

“Please,” Aragorn says, “they’re like our younger brothers; we can’t just leave them to fend for themselves.”

“Hmm,” says the gruffest of the lot, after a prolonged bout of contemplation. “There was a fist fight or something by the portapotties — I saw a kid’s backpack lying around afterward.”

Of course it had to be a fistfight, Aragorn thinks, as Gimli goes pale and Legolas places a delicate mourning hand flat upon his breast. They march over to the portapotties, accordingly. Sure enough, the backpack is there, but Merry and Pippin are nowhere to be found.

Aragorn kicks at the side of the nearest portable. His toe clips it awkwardly, so he has to sit down for a minute, limping, and resist the urge to bury his head in his hands.

“Oh,” he hears Legolas say. “Oh, alright. Yeah. Yeah. Uh huh.”

Aragorn looks up. 

“It's Eowyn,” Legolas says, holding his phone up somewhat unnecessarily. “She says they’re in the van.”

“This whole time?” asks Gimli, slow of voice.

“Well, no. They’ve got deli sandwiches with them. Real ones. Apparently the honey ham is pretty good.”

“Give me the phone,” Aragorn says; Legolas does.

“Hello,” it is not Eowyn, but Arwen’s musical voice on the other end of the line. Aragorn wonders if she perhaps anticipated his mood from the other end of the truck stop and so had the forethought to rescue an unwitting Eowyn from it. Arwen does occasionally demonstrate a telepathic sort of vibe when it comes to him. “We heard your yell from all the way over here – is everything alright?”

Oh. Right.

“Put Merry and Pippin on, please,” Aragorn says, because he couldn’t bear to be rude to his girlfriend and his toe really is throbbing, so he can’t trust himself. “Are they – there, yes. Yes. Well I can hear them in the background. Arwen –”

“Hullo Aragorn,” comes Pippin’s voice, after a staticy smartphone handover.

“I will leave you here next time,” Aragorn says.

“No he won’t,” says Legolas.

“No he won’t,” says Gimli.

“He’s just a little hungry,” chimes in Arwen, a muffled distance from the receiver.

“Well, that’s alright!” says Pippin, before Aragorn can protest. “We got you sandwiches, didn’t we?”

“Oh, yes,” adds Merry, just as close to the phone. “We picked one up just for you. Saved it and everything from that biker gang and Frodo’s possum.”

“Oh, he’s named it now. Calls it Smeagol.”

“I thought he said it introduced itself.”

“Oh, yes, it did do that. Sam disagrees though, says it’s named Gollum.”

“Terrible name for a possum.”

“Don’t you think so? But anyway, your sandwich is safe with us.”

And, despite it all, Aragorn finds that he can do absolutely nothing else but laugh loudly, fondly, and for a long while.

[swordmaid]

my friend and I were talking about non durge/companion aus for our respective durges and I kinda like the idea that yves is a reoccurring npc kinda like barcus/rolan/volo, etc. she’s a kelemvorite cleric who you rescue from some bandits or cultists in the wilds, and the reason she’s there in the first place is bc she’s in a pilgrimage to find jergal’s lost temple since there were talks in the kelemvorite church that there’s a hidden temple in that area somewhere. if you make her talk more, she’ll tell you that she only decided to go into that pilgrimage bc her friend (who is a bard) kept insisting that they should travel the world together, but he left her behind so now she’s travelling and looking for him bc she wants a little more excitement in her life. when you tell her that you actually have been in that temple she’s like ‼️ I have to go there then, bye 🫶🫶 and she probably gives you some camp supplies as thanks.

act 2 and you find her in the moonrise tower cells. turns out she’s been taken by cultists AGAIN but unlike the other prisoners she’s weirdly optimistic about her situation. actually, she’s morbidly enthusiastic about the looming threat of death and she’s eager to feel the respite that comes with the death father’s embrace. she’s kind of like lumalee from the mario movie (“there’s no escape. the only hope is the sweet relief of death 🥰”) rescue her with the others and she’ll tell you that she was on her way back to the gate when she got snatched by these cultists.

and in act 3 you can find her down the mortarch !!!! you have to save her again bc this time it’s now the bhaalists who are targeting her (👀) bc she started looking into this absolute ploy after her time in moonrise. she’s also been taking notes of the dead bodies they’re receiving, and how they’re weirdly ritualistic and not like the random murders that occurs in the city and she thinks it’s a bhaalist plot. she’ll tell you what she knows about the dead three and how they all wanted the death portfolio after jergal retired, then more stuff happened and now it’s kelemevor’s domain. basically she gives you a lead on the candulhallow’s tombstone (bc it’s like so close to the cemetery), all her prev research abt the bhaalist plot and the other rumours relevant to the dead three she’s been hearing around the city. final dialogue with her is that she tells you to be careful bc she knows that you have to be hero now, and if you somehow die at the end take comfort that she’ll be the one responsible for your burial 🥰

[shebeafancyflapjack]

The Wolf and the Witchling

Little ficlet set in the Gore AU. Silver Guppy is her mother's daughter. (Mention of @idiotwithanipad 's oc Amy)

Tw: attempted SA

-

"Oi, come on, love! We were only bein' friendly!"

"Please stop following me!"

"Who says we're following you? Full of yourself, much?!"

Ashley cursed herself for not making sure she had enough cash on her for a taxi. These two had been hounding her since she'd got off the bus stop. She'd stupidly left both her phone as well as her credit cards back in the room.

Thinking she could lose them, she'd swerved to the footpath rather than continue down the road with no pavement that would have taken her to the main entrance. But they'd spotted her and heckled her at every step.

"You stayin' at that posh place are ya? All right for some!" The taller one with shorn blond hair laughed.

"You gonna invite us up to your room then?" His friend asked.

"Not tonight, sorry." She kept her eyes forward. They'll give up soon, they have to.

The shorter one with a beard walked swiftly in front to block her view.

"What? We not good enough or sumat'?" He challenged.

Ashley winced, her usual confidence suddenly zapped out of her, alone in a woodland path at night with two giant creeps who looked like they could snap her in half.

"I-I didn't say that...J-just that the hotel's really strict on who guests can bring in-" She tried to shake the blame.

"Sod them then! Fucking jumped up wankers!" The blond guy hollered towards the building on the horizon.

A five minute walk. Two minutes if she runs. No chance in these heels.

Too far away for the security guards inside to hear her if she screams.

"Forget about them, love. We can have a sleepover out here in the woods." One of them touches her arm and she cringes.

"Yeah. Be like camping. Got plenty of games we could play."

Ashley's blood runs cold as the dark haired guy leans all too close to her neck and touches her hair.

"Games? Ooh, can I play?!"

All three froze at the new voice.

They turned their heads in unison to see who had joined them.

"What the f-." Blond guy frowned.

"Video games were my favourite. Zelda, Mario, Castlevania! All the classics, hehehe." The silhouette of a young, thin girl with short hair walked slowly towards them, her arms swaying at her side, as if dancing at the same time; "Don't get to play much of them anymore. Got the real thing if I want, hahaha. But I still love games! Hide and seek...Tag...What's your favourite?"

The adults, who were well into their late twenties, all stared as the teenager stepped into a stream of moonlight that removed the veil of shadows from her features. Pale skin, hot pink fringe combined with an ebony crop of hair, dirt stained patterned fishnets, boots and a black and pink overshirt atop a boob tube.

Her face was what struck them speechless. Faded blue eyes that seemed to stare straight through them and a smile that seemed to stretch beyond average width.

"Well? Hehehe. What d'you wanna play?" She asked with a tilt of her head.

"Ain't it past your bedtime, little girl?" The blond one scoffed.

"Hehehehe, I actually just woke up! Long story. Won't bore you with it. Though I am being a little naughty. See....Mummy doesn't like me talking to strangers..." She says, lowering her voice.

One of the men cleared his throat; "Well best listen to 'Mummy' then, darlin', and head on home. This is grown up business."

"I'll have you know I'm nineteen! Hehehe. I'm old enough to drive. But I don't have a car." She pouted for a moment, then giggled; "Mummy gives me dragons instead!"

The two men exchanged baffled looks.

"She's off her fucking nut." The dark haired one doesn't attempt to whisper.

"Mate, I wouldn't have even thought she was sixteen!"

"Yeah, you're a bit on the small side to interest us, love. Head back to the loony bin like a good-"

"I love your dress!"

Dark haired one scoffed; "What?"

The girl somehow managed to glare at him without losing her freaky ass smile.

"I wasn't talking to you. Your clothes are lame as shit." She dismissed.

Ashley had been silent until this moment, when the creepy girl pointed a finger at her, black velvet coverings over her hand.

"Your dress. I love it. It really suits you." She says, sounding sincere.

"Th...thanks...?" She replies, just wanting to run back to her hotel room and lock the door and windows.

The girl tilted her head; "What colour is it?"

"How can you like her dress if you can't even see the colour? You fucking blind or sumat'?!" The blond guy sneered.

"Uhh, yes! Hehehe. I am. Or sumat'." She replied with a roll of her eyes; "But I can see shapes! Hehehehe. My voice bounces off them and back to me! Can make up the colours in my head, but would like to know the truth. Hahaha... I can even see how little you are....down there."

She tilted her gaze towards his groin.

"What the fuck did you just say, you little bitch?!"

Ashley's heart hammered as she reached to grab at the guy before he could lunge towards the girl.

"She's just winding you up, leave her alone!" She looked to the blind teen; "Sweetheart, you don't have to get involved in this, I'm fine. You should head home."

"I am home. And you don't sound fine." The girl replies flatly, smile twitching at the corners; "You sound...scared. My home is lovely. No one should ever be scared here..."

"She weren't scared, were ya, babes?" The dark haired one put his arm around Ashley's waist.

Of course she's scared. She's fucking terrified. There's no two ways about it, these two thugs want to do unspeakable things to her in these woods and other than trying to scratch their eyes out with her press ons, she has no way of defending herself.

She wants to tell the girl the truth. Tell her to run to the hotel and call the police, or do it herself if she has a phone on her. But the kid doesn't even seem to have a purse.

Could the kid outrun either of these? Is it worth the risk of what they might do to her as well?

Fuck. She's not just scared. She's petrified.

"I think you should step away from her now." The pink haired girl says. "She clearly doesn't want to play."

"Oh piss off, you little freak." They both try to drag Ashley away.

Shit, shit, shit. She opens her mouth but the scream she wants to summon won't come.

"I can hear her heartbeat. She really, really doesn't want to play. Hehehhe....Let. Her. Go."

The dark haired one does but the blond one keeps a firm grip on her elbow.

His friend swaggers up towards the girl, towering over her, fists clenched at his side.

"You jealous, hmm? That it? You wanna play with the adults? You're welcome to come...I bet you're actually pretty under all that Twilight shit." He mocks, plucking one of the leaves from her hair.

She frowns up at him; "What's Twilight?"

"What's...? Ha. You look like sorta weird...Never mind. It's a movie about vampires."

"Like Buffy?!"

"Who?!"

"Mate, what are you even up to?!" His friend called, impatient.

"Gimmie a minute!" He turned back to the blind girl; "What I meant is, I can be your fit, much older, vampire boyfriend. And you can be my horny little normal girl...." his eyes wondered down to her boob tube.

The girl giggled; "But I'm not normal. I'm a witch! Just like my mummy."

"Sure you are." He scoffed.

"I'm also dead."

A beat. Their eyes widened as a rivilet of blood began to leak from her ear and down her neck via the single feather earring she wore.

"Holy shit." The blond one gasped.

"What the...Right. I'm done. You stay the fuck away from us." His mate turned away and towards Ashley; "You. Take us back to your hotel room. Don't make trouble or my mate will break your arm, you hear? He's former Navy."

"S'right." Ashley felt his spit against her neck as he hissed; "Be a good girl. We'll have fun once we're tucked up inside."

As they went to turn around, a wall of mist arose in front of them, causing the mansion in the distance to vanish.

The men swore again.

"I told you...to let her go." Repeated the teenager who walked through the mist, having suddenly transported from one spot to another.

Ashley felt the temperature drop on a rather mild July evening. Packing a cardigan hadn't even been a thought and now, suddenly, she wished for a winter coat.

The ex Navy one approached the kid this time.

"Stop these little tricks, you cunt, unless you want me to fuck you into the mud right now-!" He reached for her shoulder.

Ashley watched the girl shudder, eyes closed, struggling to stay calm it seemed as her knees buckled. Oh. What the fuck?!

The bloke's hand had gone straight through her chest. He was staring at it, dumbfounded, before pulling it back.

And then the girl laughed. Louder. And louder.

"How did you do that?!" He demanded to know.

She kept on laughing.

"Answer me, you little shit! What's so fucking funny?!" His fist curled tight but he seemed reluctant to want to try to touch her again.

The girl stared up at him with that terrifyingly unreal smile.

Then she sang.

"....You should not have done that..."

Blood dribbled down from her nostrils as she continued to laugh, her eyes piercing, demonic, into his.

The dark haired man stepped back, just as the sound of a low, furious growl rumbled around them.

Something large and furry crept out through the mist. Moving on all fours, Ashley first thought it to be a dog. A big dog. Then a wolf? No...a bear? Shit, were those paws or knuckles it was walking on? Was it a fucking gorilla?!

Only when it stopped beside the girl could they see it was human...Just about. A human with wild, untamed hair, covered in various animal skins, deep red claw marks across his exposed chest and forearm. His face was bumpy and misshapen but those eyes, those eyes which burned with rage, were very clearly human. It continued to growl, menacingly at them, baring its crooked teeth.

The blind teen stopped laughing and reached to gently stroke his mane.

"Sweet friend. Do you remember what we were talking about the other day? About trying to be more kind?" She asked, softly.

The creature grunted in response, not taking his eyes off Ashley or her stalkers.

"Well," She knelt down, even though he was still around her height on all fours; "These boys weren't being very kind to this lady. She only wants to go home safe, but they want to....play some very nasty games with her." She then leaned in to his ear as she said, not at all subtly; "...And they tried to play them with me too."

At that, the beast's warning growls turned pure savage, spit flying from his lips as his eyes widened. It was enough to make the men retreat.

Ashley barely registered the blond one let go of her arm.

"Dan, what the hell is that?!" The blond one asks his mate.

"How the fuck should I know?! Hey...we didn't touch her, all right. Really, we couldn't!"

"But you tried, didn't you." The girl sneered; "And you called me such horrible names. Should I repeat them to my friend here? Hmm? Should I tell him what you said you wanted to do to me just now?"

The men began to tremble. They shook their heads.

"N-no-."

"I believe their words were," the girl flexed her fingers into the beast's fur as she shuffled closer to him; "Fuck me into the mud."

It roared. Ashley ducked to the ground, covering her head as if a bomb had gone off.

"Screw this! Let's go!"

Her stalkers were practically clutching at each other in terror as they turned tail and raced in the opposite direction.

The beast looked to the girl. Waiting.

"....If they're free...They're free to hurt again." She smiled at the creature; "Have fun!"

He let out a snarl, deep from his haggard throat, eyes glinting with something close to excitement.

Then he ran off, fast as a cheetah, into the woods, following their trail.

Ashley was still trembling in the dirt when the girl approached her.

"You're safe now. You should probably get to bed. Shame. I was hoping to show you more of my dresses. This one isn't my best, hehehe." She span around on her boots as if wearing some dazzling gown; "Yours is much prettier."

This wasn't real. None of this could be real. If it weren't for the bruises on her arms from where those men had held her, she'd be sure someone had slipped something in her drink to make her see crazy shit.

Her heart was still hammering away as she rose to her feet, knees juddering. The mist was clearing away now. Suddenly, she was right outside the hotel, rather than a golf course away.

"Wha...What are you?! What was-?"

Two blood curdling screams from a pair of young men rang out through the forest, waking the birds far too early, sending a flock of them against the full moon.

The girl giggled and twirled, spreading her arms out.

"He won't kill them. Wouldn't want them having to stay in our home, or even in the big house." She said cheerily; "But don't worry. They'll never be capable of playing nasty games again. Hehehehe."

She didn't know how to feel. Relieved? Grateful? Horrified? She'd walked out of a true crime event into a monster movie.

"Hey...You're staying at the big house, aren't you?" The girl asked, surprisingly casual.

"I...Y-yeah." She stammered, unsure if she should be telling the ghost that.

Ghost. Witch. Fucking hell.

The teen suddenly looked bashful, fiddling with the coverings on her hand.

"Could you...do me a favour? I need a message delivered to one of the rooms. Could you do that? Please! It has to be you. If you ask the people at the front desk, they'll say the room is empty."

"....Why would they say that?"

"Because it is. Hehehehe."

Ashley shook her head. Conversations with a dead girl was one thing but a pyscho dead girl was another. But...better to have it on her side, she supposed.

"Okay. W-what's the message?"

Three minutes later, Ashley breathed a sigh of relief as she entered the main doors of the hotel. She brushed off the staff's concerned questions about her wellbeing and asked for a piece of paper and a pen.

After trotting up to the East Wing, she kneels down to slide the note underneath the room marked Out Of Use Until Further Notice. She'd been instructed to make sure the writing was facing up.

The note contains the message that the girl had asked her to write.

Sorry I poked your eyes. Hope we can still be friends. Your daddy said you're sick. :( Get well soon. Hugs, Silver. xxx

There. Done.

She'd even included the damn emojis the ghost requested. And then, when Ashley had turned back on her way towards the hotel, the girl was nowhere to be seen. Neither was the creature...or what remained of her attackers.

Fine with her.

Ashley made her way back to her bedroom, locked the door and immediately rummaged in her bag for some valium. She was ready to dive into bed and let this all be just a weird fucking nightmare.

-

Silver sat on the grass, humming to herself and hugging her knees as she faced across the field to the mansion in the distance. Some of the lights were turning off now, not that she knew that, but was aware it was getting very late. Had the scared girl managed to go to sleep? Had she delivered her note? Was Amy already asleep or had she read it already?

Only time would tell. She had forever to wait and find out, forgetting all the sleeping she would do in between.

There's a couple of grunts beside her as her guardian returned from his hunt.

"Hello, you! Did you have fun chasing them nasty boys?" She grinned.

He huffed and wiped some of the blood dripping through his mane with his sleeve.

"People like that make me wish I had Mummy's fire. Or even your claws. All I've got is a giggle! Hehehehe." Fucksake. She sighed; "Hope Mummy isn't too mad when she finds out. We did the right thing, didn't we? That poor lady was about to be hurt and we stopped it."

She shuffled close to him and grinned, mischievously.

"You're a hero, Mr. Ra!" Silver teased, quiet as she could, nudging his shoulder.

He growled at her for that but she took no offence, seeing the smallest remmant of a coy smile on those crooked lips in her special vision. A moist knuckle was pressed against her forehead. She smiled and huddled against his side as he rested on the grass, continuing to lick the blood from his paws.

They waited there for Mummy to return from whatever important job she was doing. Silver continued to hum some one hit wonder from the 90s as she massaged Ra's scalp. He purred and leaned into her touch. After twenty years, she'd finally found his Achilles heel, the secret trick to make him like her.

"I wonder if the Fizzy Girl watched us scare those mean men away." Silver mused aloud.

Ra merely grunted, unsure himself, resting his head on her knee.

"I hope so. I want her to know she'd be safe with us, if her daddy ever let her play outside. If I found out anyone hurt her, I'd let you to rip them to fucking shreds. Hehehehe!"