#forgive me?

[megamagimugi]

He's-a Gone

Luigi time! To suffer, that is.

(CW: character death)

This is obviously a sort of comlementary piece to I Was-a Too Late. But it's more than just that as it also illustrates a certain fun, dark what-if idea I had. Please keep reading if you're intrigued!

Lore:

Luigi's Mansion, the first game. Everything goes the same as in canon until the final boss fight, when Luigi defeats King Boo in his Bowser costume. After King Boo comes out and Luigi intends to suck him in, the villain laughs and reveals the truth: Mario's painting was an illusion, so was everything Madame Clairvoya saw. All just to mess with Luigi. Meanwhile the real Mario wasn't just captured by the Boos, he was immediately killed by them on their King's orders. The only physical thing that's left of him in this realm is the five items Luigi found - hidden by the Boos for Luigi to find, another part of King Boo's sick game.

Luigi is able to finish the fight despite his shock and grief, fueled by the anger King Boo never expected from him. After getting out of the painting the plumber discovers that it is indeed empty, no Mario or anyone else in the portrait.

Heartbroken and guit-ridden, Luigi goes back to Professor E. Gadd's lab and gives him back the Poltergust 3000. He doesn't even want to stay long enough to see what is going to happen to the ghosts. Of course the Professor tries to offer some semblance of comfort, but we all know it's not his forte.

So Luigi leaves, only taking Mario's five items with him. He notices that the mansion has disapeared without a trace. The reality of it all finally hits him, and he practically collapses onto a nearby tree's large root protruding from the ground, putting down the precious items around himself, only leaving the matching red hat and the letter in his hands. He should have known something was off. After all, the Mario he saw in the painting was wearing his hat and both gloves.

Looking at all these items, to his growing horror he can't help but imagine what exactly might have happened to his brother and what his last moments might have been like. He hugs the hat to his chest and rereads Mario's note several times, knowing that the brief warning was his brother's last words to him.

Luigi can do nothing but cry for the beloved brother he couldn't save, desperately wishing it was his warm, living and breathing body pressed to his chest rather than just a couple of his belongings.

But Mario is truly gone, apparently having met such a horrific fate that not even a single part of his body is left in the physical world.

[Good night]

…I'll leave the rest up to your imagination ;) Sorry if I got carried away with my description. Occasionally even I enjoy being a little dramatic, though I'm no writer whatsoever.

Yeah, I'm not apologizing for making this one - I was nicer to Luigi than to his bro, at least here the Mushroom Kingdom and everyone in it (except for Mario lol) is still okay!

But alas,

You can no longer play as Mario

Rest in spaghetti, funny wahoo man.

@federthenotsogreat I'm tagging you because you said you wanted more Mario art like I Was-a Too Late, thought you might like this one too!

@drones-of-innocence Also tagging you because you were interested in my idea.

Edit: Tagging a few more mutuals who might want to see this based on their reaction to my previous angsty work just in case, feel free to ignore. Or ask me to remove the tag if you want, no problem.

@silenzahra (remember, no rush) @c-lavanda @jell-o101 @stripetkattelalala54-gf

@luigixfanxayjay @itsavee4117

And you @giddlygoat just because you have a Luigi's Mansion AU and I thought you might appreciate this... Also because I'm a fan 👉👈

[castawavy]

working on the queue rn and its all drama

[pedrostylez]

I’m having visions of Din holding my legs open to watch me and just telling me quietly to “keep going” and “be a good girl and put a finger in like I would” IM SORRY I—

[fictional-men-have-my-heart]

Welcome to day 9 (technically 10) everyone I'm a lil bit inspired to write cutesy stuff today as I am finally done with finals.

I kinda wonder if anyone else thinks along the same vein, or if anyone thinks different regarding what our boys in the 141 would prefer to do with their free time/ R&R time between missions?

• Price: I feel like he would be the type to want to settle down at home, simply existing within the comfort of a steady, constant place. His shoes by the door, his coat hanging in the closet. He could sit out on a porch, smoking a cigar with a drink and breathe easier knowing he was home.

• Ghost: I feel like he'd like to get off the grid, and just kinda dissappear. He's very resourceful and self reliant as is, so I feel like he wouldn't mind just hiking out and cutting off from the world for a bit.

• Soap: Seems like the type to travel a bit. He knows his way around a few places suspiciously well, and likes finding little quiet nooks in bustling places.

• Gaz: Would probably like to relax near water. Hit up a coastal area, enjoy the sun, discover new foods. Maybe investigate the local touristy activities.

• Alejandro and Rudy: I feel like they'd like to explore local areas, kind of go on road trips. They'd get lost and somehow find their way back at some point, new stories and jokes to tell along the way.

• König: Likely prefers hiking, swimming, or camping. He may like people at times, but definitely doesn't want to be in the midst of a massive crowd. He'd avoid city centers and the like, preferring little quiet zones best.

Adding that this was technically posted on the 10th, and I'm kinda sad haha. First slip up on time management on my part, I'm sorry. I wanted to do my course evaluations as I had one hell of a class this semester that I wanted to share my thoughts on with my uni.

[weemssapphic]

will i ever write a larissa fic that doesn't heavily feature praise kink? probably not

[allfleetingdreams]

_runtime error - a Watch_Dogs fanfic

SUMMARY:

You’ve been tricked, you’ve been played, and everyone hates you. It’s over. You have nowhere else to go. (The secret is out, the video leaked. Mayor Donovan Rushmore must make a decision.)

PREVIEW:

You flick channels every ten seconds. They talk about the same thing. Not the blackout. Not the ctOS. Not the Vigilante, whoever the fuck that is. Everybody is talking about you. They all want to talk about you. Things you did, things you perhaps did not do. They believe it all. People love a corrupt public official, their filth, their secrets, their downfall, oh people love hearing about the downfall of a fucked-up official. Good deeds plenty or few are immediately forgotten, fingers are pointed, names are called, those loyal to you vanish the second they hear of your wrongdoing, it doesn’t matter whether or not they continue benefiting from your services after you’re long gone. They will remember you for the shit you’ve done, regardless of whether or not you provided aid for the community. You promised a charity event for orphaned children the other day, children you couldn’t have with your wife. Ungrateful. They are all of them ungrateful.

TAGS & WARNINGS CAN BE FOUND ON THE LINK BELOW. (COVER IMAGE CREATED ON CANVA.)

[drowningoutfires]

i have been the absolute worst on chats, im so sorry 🩵

[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

Sorry!!

I was supposed to have the final part of Fight Me, Love Me, Save Me up tonight. But I'm afraid this weekend, work and Christmas-ing delayed that till Tuesday or Wednesday. I'm so sorry! But - look at our pretty tree!

And our Happy Little Christmas Village!

Don't worry! I'm determined to have the last part up by Wednesday!! Thanks for understanding!

Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas, Season's Greetings, and any other salutation that brings you joy! 😘🎄🎅❄️

[sleepyrxsetea]

i apologize to all the people who follow me for writing things and are now getting bombarded by The Great Gatsby. i promise writing will come soon (after I finish this damn book)

[darkandtwisty83]

The young writer tucked herself into bed that night with a heaviness in her heart. Her companion had once more left her bereft of the soothing sleepy voice she had gotten used to hearing before bed. This was becoming a habit. Every night she would wait for her saathi who would feed her empty promises daily of their nightly ritual being safe and intact, only to have her hopes dashed by unread messages and calls left unanswered. Enough was enough. Her companion would have to fix this. Tonight. Today. Now.

[wolfertinger666]

self portrait

(He/him) 🏳️‍⚧️

[kaisenkalogathia]

Gojo x Deadpool 😫😫😫

Art by: akutawah

[bellwethers]

Tough.

[hinamie]

post-graduation trip airport looks

[paddysol]

they are gossiping your honour

[mroddmod]

uhhhhh happy halloweiner