#celest parakoopa

[t1ckity-t0ck]

Some Ludwig and Celest doodles

[izzyfredpony]

This was supposed to be an attack for Art Fight lol

Character belongs to @t1ckity-t0ck ⬇️

[thecrypticshyguy]

Heyyyy

So we all know @t1ckity-t0ck s Political Marriage au right

Welllll

I wrote something for it actually (and drew something for it, it's old so don't mind some flaws and changes in character designs)! A minific if you will- without further adu lemme show it to yall

UnFair

Ludwig bit the bottom of his lip, furrowing his brow as frustration gnawed at him. He was tired and felt terrible. He felt used, worst of all.

Years of preparation, everything was going so well, everything was ready to be handed off to him in a few years tops, but no. It just wasn’t that simple, was it? Some kingdom he's never heard of comes from nowhere, asserting themselves, and now he's forced into a loveless marriage. It made him utterly bitter. It made his cold blood boil that he was being used as a mere pawn for a political marriage he had no ability to object. They could’ve chosen any of his siblings, any that could’ve been better off, but they didn’t. They chose him of all people. He was told it was for a good cause, for resources, for armies, for "peace" so that they didn’t kill each other. He couldn’t care less for that little sky kingdom.

He was supposed to be the ruler of darkland after Bowser retired. He wasn't supposed to be a house husband for some soft little parakoopa.

It wasn’t fair he thought, not fair in the slightest. Years were thrown away in an instant, and he felt utterly robbed of what he could’ve had. But, he couldn’t do anything about it. So in what little retaliation he had, he sulked alone in his study.

And as he sulked about his unfair situation, his hands danced over the keys of a piano, the tune he played being somber as he mulled over the raging storm in his mind.

He made a habit of playing an instrument whenever he was stressed, letting his frustration out by running his fingers down on ivory keys of a piano, pipe organ, or some other. Anything he could get his claws on, it didn't matter if he could play it or not. He played until his claws were sore, or until he felt better, the former usually being the case.

It created melodies he could write down and save for later. Melancholic and discontented melodies that perfectly put together how he felt, even if his mind was far from the music.

Though he used his piano to air out his grievances, it had seen years of wear and tear. Sometimes it comes all boiling over, and every once in a while he can't help himself. In his mind it all crumbles down so quickly that his fingers can't keep up with his thoughts as they fly from one frustration to the next. From what he could do, what he couldn’t do, pinballing him to memories of him and his father’s first meeting, to them practicing magic and the mishaps that went along with it. Such fond and detested memories he held close suddenly all crashed down.

It all builds and builds, becoming one string of notes he knew all too well. He couldn't help but slam his fists into the instrument, creating a familiar sour and deep note to his otherwise masterpiece, and then another, and more until the sound coming from the piano felt more like a cry for help from the poor instrument. It became erratic, mashing together notes both high and low forté until he felt better. But he didn’t, and so his claws curled tighter, banged harder, almost assaulting the poor instrument before he felt sweat drip onto his brow. Only then, out of breath, did he stop.

Hunched over the piano, breathing heavily in ragged and bitter breaths, his claws digging into the ivory. He stayed there, hoping he didn’t break his most prized possession. He thankfully never did when he had these sudden and ridiculous fits. Ludwig knew it was childish, he knew he shouldn’t do this with how mature he portrayed himself to be, but everything felt too much, and this was his only solution. He had made it abundantly clear how he felt about the arrangement, but to show someone how really hurt he was? That's a matter he'll keep in private.

But.. he hated when his thoughts ran rampant like that. He couldn't stop them, couldn't keep a grip on them like he should, like he knew how to. It embarrassed him. It made him feel utterly miserable and bitter. Bitter, angry, frustrated, every other word he could throw at the wall to describe how he felt. He stayed like this for a moment before his eyes turned and he squinted, staring at a dim reflection of himself in the polished dark blue fallboard.

He looked terrible. His dark blue hair was more unruly than usual, mixed with fast movement and sweat had made it look greatly tossed around. His collar had become unbuttoned and falling off his shoulders, and he only just now realized the heart shaped cravat he wore was uncomfortably warm against his scales. He only now noticed the bags under his eyes as well.

He sneered at the sight, fumbling to re-button his collar but giving up shortly after with a tired scoff. Looking down at the piano he cherished, Ludwig felt how sore his claws were from his immature fit.

And yet, he still played. He breathed, pulling himself together, and put his melancholy once again into a somber sonet.

It was all he could do, really. He couldn’t talk his way out of this, no matter how much he argued or fought his father tooth and nail to convince him this was a poor political decision. Marrying some parakoopa he didn't even know, all to satisfy his father's swollen ego, convincing himself it was for a peace they easily could've had as soon as they arrived. Again, it frustrated him.

So he mindlessly continued. He played until he felt his forearms become sore from use, and his eyes blinking closed. He stopped for a moment and stayed still, breathing heavily and slowly, sleepily even.

The thump of his hands on the keys made a dark tone that rang out for a few seconds. The study brings an ominous echo to the final note of his erratic and ridiculous lament and then there was finally silence.

What seemed like only moments later, a knock came from his door, soft and almost muted, but the echo brought it to his attention.

Ludwig shifted his eyes toward the door, and in the doorway, there she was.

"Oh.. It's you."

[theconfusedanimal]

Time to post art for the next month or so bc i forgot to do that im so sorry AAAAAAA

Christmas gift I drew for my beloved @theonlycampix! most of the OCs on here belong to me, this is 'cover art' so to speak for an rp we've been doing! :3

Interested in supporting my work? Check my pinned post! Please reblog this art if you like it, every share helps!

[t1ckity-t0ck]

Quick Celest ref i did for artfight, I'll probs make her a proper one later

[t1ckity-t0ck]

You just saying lmao

BHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!! OMFG- BASICALY YES, THIS HAS BEEN ME FOR THE PAST LIKE 3 MONTHS ;;C;;

[t1ckity-t0ck]

Made the picture a bit more colorful, thought id post it separately as well :0

[t1ckity-t0ck]

You’re welcome 😂😂

WAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I JUST WOKE UP TO THIS

[t1ckity-t0ck]

I absolutely love your political marriage au broski! Have they actually married yet or are they still getting used to each other’s antics lmao

Ahhh! 💖💖 I'm glad you enjoy it fellow broski!

To answer your question. I guess it depends what part of the story's timeline you are viewing (I RLLY GOT TO GET TO WRITING THE TIMELINE AND WRITE DOWN A SUMMARY OF THE STORY... This ask fuels me to do so :0!!).

For now the drawings I've been posting have just been either pre and post arranged marriage. They're still getting aquanted after the whole wedding (What a disaster wedding let me tell you, I gotta draw that).

Funny tho- When they finally fall for eachother and think everything is A-OK their marriage gets annulled... DUN! DUN! DUN!

What happens next?? (I gotta write the story down ;^;)

[t1ckity-t0ck]

I’m not sorry for all the asks/submittions lmao

But does your au plot twist end up with the pesky plumbers getting involved?

NO! NO! PLZ KEEP ASKING I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THIS AU!

No- Actually as far as I've developed this story they haven't rlly been involved :0 But now that you ask this... I should really write them in some way or another!! It IS the super mario bros after all ;;C;;

I'll give you a little nibble since you're curious though...

The war that Celest wanted to prevent has become a reality, they end up being against eachother after the details of an impacting event from the past that reshaped the Cloud kingdom and Celest’s family as a whole comes to light.

Extra angst since a popular head canons for Ludwig is that he is general of Bowser's army... Just let it simmer... He would have to plan an atack against the very people he slowly started to love, people that took him in like family...

:]

[t1ckity-t0ck]

Fr an enemies to lovers au

Sorta, yeah! Ludwig definitely sees it as that. Celest would think enemies is such a strong word... She thinks he's just stubborn and that one needs to learn living forward with the positives when you're in a tough situation. If he's extra stubborn that day she might change her mind. He thinks she's always wearing rose colored glasses, in which he's kind of right... Trying to see things only as good isn't as good as one may seem.

They are both right and wrong simultaneously...

They'll grow and learn from each other during this.

[t1ckity-t0ck]

i rlly like the concept of your political marriage au !! would it be okay with you if i drew fanart for it ? /gen

Hiya! ;;C;; Ofc! Feel free to draw them, anybody is!!💖

Actually, since this ask came in I'm gonna use it to set rules just in case anybody else wants to draw em in the future :0

All I ask is no NSFW and to be tagged if posted, if anybody has any questions please dont fear to ask !✨

[t1ckity-t0ck]

"Thank you all for coming this this week's 'OC Ludwig partner support group' meeting"

"Today we will be discussing the best brand of earplugs for sleeping during Ludwig's midnight piano playing"

Suzuka belongs to @izzyfredpony Dal belongs to @axewchao

The "we're all dating alternate versions of the same guy" club featuring Suzuka, Celeste and Dal

(Celeste belongs to t1ckity-t0ck and Dal belongs to axewchao I can't find it in myself to tag bc I am a big baby </3)

[t1ckity-t0ck]

Political Marriage TLDR

I won't go into too much detail in this post, I'll probably make a long post where I explain the story in full soon, for now  I'll just go over the basics. Feel free to ask about anything in my ask box if you're curious about any aspect of it though!

Political Marriage is an au where, you guessed it, there is a political marriage in between Ludwig Von Koopa and a parakoopa oc ("That's rather cringe innit bruv" I know ;;^;;) named Celest. 

The arrangement is set in place to prevent a war between their two kingdoms(Dark Land and a floating nomad cloud kingdom mostly populated by parakoopas and other flying species), strengthen military alliances and resources. Ludwig is forced into this by Bowser whilst Celest takes one for the team to protect her mothers’s (two other characters I'll explain later) kingdom. 

Neither of them are truly thrilled with the idea of this, as their vastly different cultures, viewpoints, and personalities clash with one another, but they slowly warm up to each other and actually develop a relationship by the end of things.

In the meantime though, the slow burn is real and Ludwig despises Celest + the whole situation he is in, whilst Celest tries to find the bright in it all, but even her patience runs thin with him during this.

I'd like to extend a sincere apology to my friend @thecrypticshyguy that for the past few months has been caged in hell with me in various calls and art sessions of me rambling about this.

[izzyfredpony]

The "we're all dating alternate versions of the same guy" club featuring Suzuka, Celeste and Dal

(Celeste belongs to t1ckity-t0ck and Dal belongs to axewchao I can't find it in myself to tag bc I am a big baby </3)

[t1ckity-t0ck]

NO CAUSE BECAUSE-

Made the picture a bit more colorful, thought id post it separately as well :0