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The Fleet's Post-game Press Session from 1/5/2025 - BOS vs. MTL at Seattle
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The Boston Fleet's post-game press session from after their Takeover Tour game against the Montréal Victoire in Seattle.
At the table were head coach Courtney Kessel, and forwards Susanna Tapani and Hannah Bilka.
A transcription is under the break.
[To keep it on par with the other side I did a marginally looser transcription on this one as well. Basically just cut out some of the stutters and filler words/phrases that you always get in these sorts of interviews as people try to phrase an idea on the spot. I usually keep them in for accuracy, even though they make the text a little muddier, but they do slow things down as they are trickier to get down properly.
Although there were definitely still some reporter bits that I couldn't quite make out.]
[Video seems to begin after a question was asked, as even though the players are still appearing to be getting situated at the desk the video begins with Courtney Kessel speaking.]
COURTNEY KESSEL:
I think just an unbelievable experience. Our players have got to do some fun things yesterday and the day before that. And it’s just really nice to come out with a win. A good hard-fought game and I think we really earned those points today.
Reporter:
Coach, what do you think the turning point of this game was? Obviously that second period was a lot of special teams play. What did you see from your group to pretty much stay with it and not get down going down a couple goals early?
COURTNEY KESSEL:
I think our ability to sustain offense from line to line to line and to continue that was a huge difference for us to continue with the momentum. And then finding ways to get pucks in was one of our biggest things too.
Reporter:
For both players, and similarly to what coach was just talking about, what were some of the conversations or things you were doing on the bench to really turn that tide in that second frame?
HNNAH BILKA:
I think just staying with it. Not getting discouraged with what the score is. I feel like we have a very calm group and kind of a steady vibe to our bench. Just that internal confidence that we know that we’re gonna come back.
Reporter:
And Susanna, for you, especially thinking about that shootout goal, is that something you know where you were going to go with it? Do you just kind of take what’s given?
SUSANNA TAPANI:
That’s actually a long time that I’ve scored that goal, but it’s something that I’ve done in the past for sure. I waited a little too long maybe, but- [chuckles] I’m glad that it went in.
Reporter:
So this game is kicking off the Takeover Tour for the PWHL and I believe that you all have 2 more games left that are going to be in these different neutral sites. How are you approaching this tour? In terms of going to different cities that don’t currently have teams, but have people that want to come see you, and those kinds of things?
COURTNEY KESSEL:
It’s an exciting time for our game and I think you see the growth just continue to grow every single day and we had an amazing audience here today. Hopefully moving forward we can continue to grow this. But if you think about where we were one year ago from today, who would have thought that we could expand so soon. Right? Just reach out to all these young girls and so I think just continue to grow it each and every day. That’s really what these players do.
Reporter:
Two questions please. First, for both of the players, can you tell me about Jessica Campbell coming into the room before the game? Whether you had a chance to talk to her individually, what her message to you before the game, what it meant to you?
SUSANNA TAPANI:
I think it was a big moment for all of us. The work she has done here and we saw on the ice how big she is in this city. Yeah, it was awesome. Awesome moment that she came into the locker room and told us that we should be proud, all of us, for what we have done here.
HANNAH BILKA:
Yeah, it was really cool. I feel like I’ve been following her for awhile and she’s just paved the way for women’s hockey. To be an assistant coach in the NHL, that’s a huge deal. So it was so cool getting to be able to hear her talk and be at the game here today.
Reporter:
And coach, can you speak a little bit about yesterday’s clinics and the autograph signings and the whole vibe? And how did what you experienced in Seattle compare to what you experience in the 6 PWHL cities?
COURTNEY KESSEL:
I think one of our core values as a team is to impact the community. And I think when you come into a place that doesn’t have a team just yet in the PWHL, it’s great to get out and to reach out to those little girls. They were at our practice cheering for us, so I think that’s a great environment for practice. And then to be able to get on the ice with a few of them, the players got out to throw the fish and kind of experience the city a little bit. So it’s really great to get out into the community and express our love for the game and give back a little bit.
Reporter:
I was wondering, before the final [???] changed the tone of things a little bit, do you think your team deserved a little better than it had going for it?
COURTNEY KESSEL:
Yeah, you know, heading down the stretch here, we’ve been on a little bit of a long road trip looking for a puck to kind of find the back of the net for us and see the light at the end of the tunnel. So it was really nice to see that go in. I think the biggest key is just to stick to our gameplan. We played a great 60 minutes. When we went into the first period- or the first intermission down two, I don’t think it was an indicator of how we were playing and I love to see us battle back.
Reporter:
Down two goals you still had some pretty stellar goalkeeping behind you. Knowing you were going to have to take some risks do some [???] what does the level of goalkeeping you have behind you allow you to do in situation like that? Knowing that you do have that kind of an anchor.
HANNAH BILKA:
I think it just gives us so much confidence as group. We know she’s gonna come up with a big save and really keep us in the game. So she’s our anchor back there. Yeah, just can’t say enough great things about how good of a goaltender she is.
Reporter:
Kind of keeping the theme here, it was a pretty marquee metric for the goaltenders in this one in general. Players, coach, can you just speak to what you saw out of [Ann-Renée] Desbiens in this one? Obviously she had a good game going on before you guys let things kind of [???].
COURTNEY KESSEL:
I think across the league we have tremendous goaltending and that’s probably why the scores of the games are always kept pretty low. But two tremendous goaltenders going head-to-head in the great city of Seattle, with a great fan base; I think we gave them a game that everyone wanted. Some physicality and brought us all the way into a shootout, so it’s exciting. But I think when you have the top 10 goaltenders in the world you’re gonna see great goaltending every single night.
Reporter:
And then I’d just like to ask, you kind of touched on it a little bit there coach, but what do you hope the fans who were at attendance today and were able to see you at practices yesterday, take away from this one? Obviously when the Jocks In Jills podcast mentioned expansion to the city it was pretty loud. It looks like that’s what people want here.
COURTNEY KESSEL:
Yeah, a very warm welcome from Seattle and I think our players enjoyed it. I want them to see our game and how amazing it is and how amazing these players are and how hard they work. And, you know, the game is fast, it’s physical, and we’re just at the beginning of where we want this league to take off to.
[End of video.]
#pwhl#boston fleet#pwhl boston#susanna tapani#hannah bilka#courtney kessel#pwhl transcriptions#Youtube
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Putting her in situations against her will
#I need a better reference for lute but googles reaching peak enshittification and I don’t want to dig through the episodes to screenshot#[wip]#see spending half an hour each on every panel is precisely why I will never create a long comic or pmv of any sort#hopefully I can actually post this one today
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Eloise🥹💓
#still figuring out how to use color!!!!!! and what better test subject than my angel#this is actually for chapter 1 of my fic#eloise in her muggle clothing#I just scrolled through Pinterest super fast looking at various Victorian clothes and then I was just like#🤷♀️ white dress grey skirt it is😆😆#I love switching up her clothes in different drawings though…sometimes poofy sleeve blouse & skirt…#sometimes full robes sometimes the super cute plaid jacket and skirt…#NEVER PANTS THOUGH😳😳😳 damn…can you imagine…Eloise showing off her LEGS😳😳😳#I think I’ll post chapter 1 here soon/update it on ao3🥰🥰#also I have a bajillion more paintings started so hopefully I get faster at this#as color choice and the different steps become more comfortable😇🙏#this isn’t perfect but overall I am happy!! and the next will hopefully be better#my plans are finish the Bea/leo cómic🥰🥰🥰🥰 and I also have a quidditch Sebastian painting#and a painting of Sebastian in herbology class…you know the one😇#ok that’s all my hashtags for today#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy fanart#hphl#hogwarts legacy oc#hogwarts legacy mc#eloise babbit#oh btw this is a redo of one of my first ever pictures I drew of her🥰🥰😳 u can find it somewhere on this disaster blog…..
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I know this is just a silly bad quality random screencap of a screencap that I found on facebook lol, BUT it's a succinct enough image to easily describe the concept in a quick/accessible way hopefully :
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(and of course, feel free to elaborate in tags, etc.! (especially elaborating about other senses as well.. can you "hear" in your mind just as well as you can "see"? taste? etc.) It's an interesting topic to me, as someone who's like a 4.5 at MOST lol. I'm curious what option will be the most common :0c )
#tumblr polls#hrmm... a little poll perhaps.. about a subject I find interesting.. since this image came across my facebook today#still really not feeling that well. no longer shaking violently and such but I still feel weird and weak much more than usual#They did say my markers for like infection or inflammation were elevated but that they werent sure of the cause so hopefully#it's nothing too serious. they did also say a lot of different things can cause that thing to be higher than normal but didn't go into spec#fics of what. maybe some of them are relatively benign or something. I still havent felt much back to normal since#I got really sick that one time though. I feel fine on and off but then little bouts of feeling weird and sick happen. hrmmm#ANYWAY.. looking for small ways to be productive. such as little doodles on evil ipad or editing game videos#or posting polls or cat pictures or some other like not very labor intensive things#I WISH I COULD FOCUS on writing HHRGGhh... I need to finish my game.. it would be so freeing.. a project that's been looming#over my head for like 5 years even though througouht that 5yrs I've probably spent a total of 3 months working on it lo.. ANYWAY#I still partially really cannot beleive that people CAN see stuff in their heads. There's always part of me that's thinking like. well mayb#e everyone DOES see the same exact thing but we just describe/conceptualize it so differently that we think we're talking about#different things when we're really not. But I have been assured by people I've talked to about it that they can GENUINELY really see#stuff in their heads like as vivid as an actual picture in real life or something. And the other senses are neat too. Like for exmaple I#can hear in my head much better than I can see imagery. I still CANNOT hear vividly like as if I were listening to actual music out loud..#but I think it's developed more than my sight. AND interesting how this varies the creative process. a friend I was talking to on the phone#said they write by literally just watching stuff play before them like a movie. where my process is COMPLETELY different. AND that affects#the content/what details we focus on as well as our individual styles of writing have differences that can be traced back to that.. hrmm
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Happy Valentines, Akira. Happy Valentines, Asshole.
If you can’t read what Akechi’s secondary inner-dialogue says cause I obscured it too much behind his regular dialogue, here’s a transcription in panel order: Hello, you fucking- Ah- Hello, Akira! Fuck off, why should I tell you- Just a soda- there’s a new flavor.
I don’t want your shitty gift. Oh- haha! You’re so sweet.
I hope I choke. They’re lovely, thank you.
Like hell. Likewise. There’s no way it’s just a coincidence. Still though, it’s a funny coincidence.
#p5#akeshu#akechi goro#kurusu akira#wow- me?? posting a valentines comic... actually on?? valentines????? wack. absolutely wack#it's a short one! I purposefully tried to keep it short. it was a challenge and it still ended up being 3 pages. but i blame my canvas size#also in case u can't see what akira is holding out to akechi: theyre chocolate covered strawberries on sticks!#i saw them irl and was like oh god i want those. i am going to project that feeling on my favorite characters so help me god#and now! here we are! but my shitty-ass coloring & line quality make it hard to discern them so. sorry about that lmaooooo#ANYWAY i don't do enough post-maruki stuff so. i made this one a little bittersweet. :)#why did i put akechi's scarf in a bow? honestly i dont know! i think i saw some art a while ago that did that too and i thought it was cute#well. plus i guess there's the symbolism of 'akechi being alive and reciprocating your feelings (however involuntarily) IS a gift' part#hence that hes wrapped up in a bow. like a present. :)#also god. the first panel is supposed to be akechi's reflection in a vending machine window. I could NOT get it to look right#so for reference!!! just so you guys understand!!!!!! thats what that panel is supposed to be!!! he is NOT in fact a ghost. (sigh)#hope you enjoyed and had a lovely valentines!! for my part i have eaten nothing but sweets today and hoo boy will that have been a mistake#ALSO in terms of the audience-participation comic...hopefully coming soon. if i can ever gain the will to draw it.#but at least tumblr has polls now so i can do the audience-choose-y bit without needing to use a separate website! so thats good i guess#anyway anyway anway thanks for listening to me ramble if you made it this far! have a lovely rest of your day and hopefully see u again soon
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todaY i am going to start applying for jobs. my goal is to apply to three (3) jobs before i go back to work next week. i can do this
#psyching myself up because i am so eepy#still having this level of fatigue at two weeks post op is apparently pretty common. esp for chronically inflamed folks like me soooo#knowing that helps. but still. brain fog#i have to sit and stare at a wall a bit right now to recover from hanging up my laundry before i can muster the strength to go make bfast#it's been helping to remind myself that i only have to work 3 days next week#because of new years i'm not back full time until the week after. which is two weeks from now#and with people out for the holiday it'll spread out the gushing excitement about me being back. which will hopefully make it bearable#not looking forward to the inevitable mess i'll have to clean up but. new year new metrics#and maybe some of those interviews went well and i'll have help soon#AND maybe i'll have a new job myself soon#and hopefully with a company that at least. sort of knows what it's doing#gods i'm so sick of my job ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ノ#personal#ok time to go make some food. hopefully that will give me some energy#if i can get one (1) application out today then i will be happy#and for the sake of keeping the bar very low and reachable that 1 DOES count the listing i applied for in summer#and evebtually got a screening interview request for. that i turned down. because it still seemed like the promotion i got in summer#was actually going to go somewhere#so i'm just gonna update my resume and refresh that cover letter then resubmit#it's a start ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ノ
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Lost and Found
Chapter 2 (of 2): Wherein Mario finds out where his brother is
Fic Summary: Sunny skies and friends by his side...in Mario’s opinion, it was all the perfect setup for a perfect vacation! ...Too bad his brother up and disappeared partway through it. Fic Tags: Minor Bowser/Luigi, Hurt/Comfort, Humor, Nonverbal Mario
Word Count: 4,427 words A/N: This fic's Mario's POV of An Egg in a Trying Time! So it would be helpful to read that one first, but I can't tell you what to do so do whatever!
[AO3 Link] [Link to beginning]
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When Mario woke up, he squinted blearily at the clock and realized the restaurant Luigi had been last seen at had opened an hour ago.
Mario leapt out of bed. Beside him, Peach stirred. By the time he was ready to go she was still sleepily stumbling about, steps vaguely aiming for the bathroom. It took a minute or two of standing in the mirror for her to realize that her toothbrush wasn't here because she was in the wrong bathroom.
So she left. Mario followed her. He almost followed her straight into her room; the bemused smirk Peach sent at him at the threshold made Mario realize what he was doing, and he sheepishly stepped back to wait for her in the hallway.
During his wait, Toadette stepped out of her hotel room across the hall. Mario waved at her in greeting, and her face lit up with a grin.
“So the Princess was with you last night!” The glint in her eye strengthened at Mario’s confirming yet confused nod. She snickered. “Busy making quite the wish, weren't you?”
...What?
“Toadette!” Peach shouted from behind the door. She sounded mad. “What are you saying to him!”
“Nothing!” Toadette sang. She laughed, winked at Mario, and pranced down the hall.
Almost as soon as she’d turned the corner, Peach emerged from her hotel room. “Sorry about her,” she sighed, but Mario shrugged. He had no idea what Toadette had been on about.
The two of them scarfed down their complimentary continental breakfasts, and as soon as Mario finished he was immediately dashing for the door. “Mario, wait!” Peach called after him, to little avail. The only reason he stopped long enough for her to catch up was because he suddenly tripped on thin air. He must have finally realized what Toadette was hinting at earlier, judging by how red his face was and how he wouldn't look her in the eye. Peach couldn't help but laugh at his embarrassment.
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Mario and Peach burst into the restaurant Rosalina had directed them to. The man at the counter, who had been practically falling asleep, started violently, jerking his head up. Peach steamrolled over his canned customer greeting to ask if anyone who looked like Mario but taller and wearing green had come by yesterday.
“I wasn't workin’ yesterday so I can't really help you,” the man said, looking regretful. “My junior was the one on the clock, but they'd had a bad day yesterday, so they're taking the day off.”
“I see.” Peach sighed, similarly disappointed. “Thanks anyway.”
With a little curtsy she turned to leave, and Mario trailed after her, hat pulled low on his head. Something about that downtrodden motion had the man’s eyes widening.
“H-Hold on a sec!” He stopped them as they were almost out the door. “Did your guy have a hat like that one?” He pointed to Mario’s hat. Mario nodded, and the man ducked under the counter and pulled out —
“That’s Luigi’s hat!” Peach exclaimed. Mario’s eyes widened at the evidence Luigi had been here. Peach hurried back to the counter. “Where did you —?”
“Guess he’s the guy from yesterday my junior was telling me about.” The man handed Peach the hat. “I think they said he dropped it when he left with that other guy.”
“‘Other guy’?”
“Big, spiky, scaly, looks like he could tear apart concrete with his bare hands?” The man raised an arm in the air as if to demonstrate how tall that 'other guy' was. "Apparently he just picked up your guy and left. Scared my junior half to death; it's why they're not here, ha! Honestly, if that’s all it takes to scare them, then I'm not sure they’re cut out for this job if I'm being honest!”
“O-oh thank you for your help have a good day goodbye!” Peach said all in one breath, because Mario had already stormed out as soon as he’d heard the words big and spiky. If not for knowing exactly where he was headed, she probably would have lost him completely. She just about caught up with him at the beginning of the makeshift path to Bowser’s fortress, where she had to stop and catch her breath. Ugh, she knew she shouldn't have worn these shoes today...!
Perhaps sensing how exhausted she was trying to run after him, Mario paused his determined march to turn around and hover near Peach concernedly. And now that he was close, Peach glared at him, poking a painted nail into his chest. “Quit leaving me behind,” she scolded him. “I want to teach Bowser a lesson as much as you do! Using my invitation to pull this stunt...” she huffed, punctuating her frustration by putting Luigi’s hat firmly on her head. She scowled at the place the dirt path met the horizon.
Mario looked chastened, and also a little wary of Peach’s ire. That was likely why he stopped rushing ahead, making a point to make sure Peach was always close behind him. To her credit, Peach wasn't exactly going slow, and they sped down the path. They only stopped once more, upon catching a glint of something in the grass. It was Luigi’s phone, screen cracked yet still powered on. The sight put them on edge; was there some kind of struggle? At least they knew why he wasn't answering any of their messages, now. They took it with them as they ran onward.
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They arrived at the front gates of the fortress, closed. Mario had half a mind to break in through the doors anyway, but Peach was already sneaking around the curve of the fence to scout ahead so he quietly followed her lead.
Soon enough, they heard laughter. They hid behind some bushes, peeking out to see Bowser Junior running across the courtyard behind the fence, with Kammy chasing after him. Beyond them, Bowser was sitting against the wall, looking down at something.
Kammy stumbled, catching herself before she fell but staying hunched over, hands on her knees. She panted and gasped for breath in a way that had Mario concerned for her overall well-being. Before that sympathy could fully manifest, though, Kammy perked her head up, furrowed her brow, and stared straight at Mario and Peach’s hiding place like she was seeing right through it.
Peach gathered her skirts to hide better. Mario tensed, ready to act if Kammy exposed their hiding spot.
Kammy narrowed her eyes at them, but then turned to Junior, who was too busy taunting her and waving something shiny around to pay attention to what she was looking at. She dashed at him, and he danced out of reach with a laugh, towards Bowser. She feinted, and he ran away in the opposite direction. With one last look at them, Kammy resumed her chase, leaving Mario and Peach feeling a bit wrong-footed. Because if this was a kidnapping, then why didn't Kammy fight them? She definitely knew they were there. And for that matter, why lead Junior away? Maybe it was a way to get him out of an upcoming fight? But it wasn't like Junior’s family shied away much from letting him participate in kidnappings to begin with...
The pair crept forward, hidden in the foliage. From behind a tree they watched Bowser as he sat on a blanket. Kamek was sitting next to him. In Bowser’s lap was the Yoshi egg, and next to Bowser’s leg was a clump of green, chest rising and falling. Peach's grip on Mario's shoulder was strong as Mario went weak-kneed in relief. Luigi was okay, thank goodness.
That relief bred a bit of carelessness, so Mario and Peach were noticed by Kamek next. But aside from sending them an aggrieved glare, he did nothing else, similar to Kammy earlier. When neither of them moved, Kamek raised an eyebrow. Well?, he seemed to be asking.
With a shared unsure glance, Mario and Peach stepped out of their hiding spot and approached the fence. It was then Bowser noticed them and — yep, there was the aggression Mario had been expecting this entire time, even if said aggression was manifesting as snarling and growling rather than the usual shouting and taunting. Either way, of course his brother would be sleeping through it, the spaghetti-head, despite Peach calling his name to try and rouse him.
Well, desperate times called for desperate measures, and Mario was pretty sure he could manage one such measure, given the situation. Hands gripping tight on the fence and eyes squeezed shut, Mario took the biggest breath he could, dug deep inside himself, and shouted his brother’s name. It wasn't a particularly good shout, crackling and dying on the last syllable in a way that had Mario coughing from the lingering tear in his throat, but it was enough to cause Luigi to leap to his feet instantly upon hearing it, scooping up the egg as he rose and turning his head every which way for the source of the sound. When he found it, he looked surprised, then gladdened, but then worried as he took in the full scope of what was happening. A worry Mario certainly shared, and one that grew for the both of them when Luigi’s attempt to leave Bowser’s reach captured Bowser’s full attention. A second attempt had Bowser advancing towards Luigi, and Mario’s heart dropped like a stone.
Mario needed to get over there. But there wasn't a way around this fence. So Mario lodged a foot into one of its decorative spirals and pulled himself up, and up, and up. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Kamek reluctantly ready himself for a fight, but Mario’s main focus was on Luigi, pushing himself to climb faster as his brother was forced to resort to using his Thunderhand to keep Bowser at arms length.
Mario was almost at the top of the fence when he felt something hit his leg. He looked down. It was Peach, arm outstretched. Wait, she mouthed up at him and — wha —?! No!
But in that brief moment Mario spared to scowl down at Peach, the situation in the courtyard changed dramatically. Luigi was backing away from Bowser, and Bowser looked...like he’d given up on whatever he’d planned for Luigi. Which was so odd and incredibly unlike him that Mario stopped climbing the fence. Bowser was hardly known as someone who just...gave up, like he was seemingly doing now. It was a difference Luigi seemed to pick up on as well as he — as he walked toward Bowser? If Luigi was going to make baffling decisions like that, then Mario really shouldn't have stopped climbing after all...
But strangely yet thankfully, Bowser still didn't move, letting Luigi rest the Yoshi egg by his foot and back away again. Luigi continued to back away, and after a hesitant glance at Kamek — who also looked disinclined to do anything — he turned on his heel and ran toward Mario and Peach.
Despite Mario’s progress up the fence, he slid all the way back down it, because Luigi was running too fast to not get a faceful of iron when he reached them. And get a faceful of iron he did, Peach and Mario putting a hand on each of his shoulders to steady him. As Luigi breathed the adrenaline out of his system Peach carefully put his hat back on his head, and he clutched the brim of it so tightly that he was probably creating creases he’d be cross about not being able to iron out for the time being.
Movement over Luigi’s shoulder caught Mario’s eye. It was Bowser, who’d also reacted to Luigi’s impact with the fence, having taken a step forward. He watched them not with the second wave of anger Mario was expecting him to be in by now, but with something closer to wariness plus a touch of what maybe could have been described as concern, if such an emotion made any sense right now. But watch was all Bowser did, so in the lull in the action Mario checked Luigi over, gaze sweeping over his shaking form. He looked unharmed physically, but...
As Luigi took one last deep breath, Peach asked him what was going on. Luigi took a moment to steady himself, then he answered her, a long-winded story that told the tale of what had happened over the past day.
Luigi told them about being snatched away from that restaurant around lunchtime yesterday, and Mario abruptly remembered that foreboding feeling he’d had at the beach. The feeling that, if he’d followed it, he might have been able to...A wave of regret washed over him, and he kept it off his face the best he could.
As Luigi explained the reason behind Bowser acting so strange lately, Mario glanced behind Luigi at the Koopa in question. The longer Luigi stood over here, the less wary Bowser looked. Until he was just annoyed and impatient, wearing a scowl more closely resembling his usual self. He also looked like he wanted to go over to them, which despite what Luigi had told them so far had Mario’s guard rising. Except Kamek leaned up and whispered something into Bowser’s ear, and whatever he had to say made Bowser huff grumpily and sit down. Not only did that make Mario feel a bit better, but the fact that Bowser listened to something Kamek said without any complaint or backtalk was yet another piece of evidence for his strange behavior.
Luigi finished off his tale by assuring them he was unharmed — “I know it looked scary earlier, but everyone’s been pretty nice to me, promise!” — but Mario knew said scare had probably spooked his brother something fierce, despite the brave face he was trying to put on. So Mario was back to trying to get over the fence, this time to give Luigi the embrace he sorely needed to hold it together (and one he himself could admit he’d like to have for the same reason). He could try climbing again, but now that he had the space to think, Mario had a better idea. He turned to Peach, who nodded.
The two of them both backed up, Peach motioning for Luigi to back up as well. With a lead-up run and a hop into Peach’s cupped hands, Mario was over the fence in one fell swoop. He’d meant to land next to Luigi, but in his excitement he landed on top of him instead, sending them both crashing to the ground. Mario propped himself on an elbow and grinned at Luigi, even as he was admonished for almost re-antagonizing Bowser.
As Luigi sat up, Mario rubbed at the red mark on Luigi’s forehead from when he’d collided with the fence. When blue eyes met blue, Luigi’s breath hitched, and he dropped his head on Mario’s shoulder. Mario leaned his head atop his, all the stress about being apart from his brother melting away in an instant. Not even Junior’s suspicion at his presence could disrupt it. And really, if Luigi didn't want him laughing so much every time someone brought up that acquired maternal title of his, then he should probably react less hilariously defensive about it when Mario did so!
What did pop his mood a bit, however, was Peach joking about hanging out in Bowser’s nest herself. Although he had to concede to her implied point that Bowser was quite the bastion of safety for the people he held dear, at least. When Luigi agreed too, her smile widened, but she quickly moved the conversation along.
Peach handed Luigi his phone; Luigi’s eyes widened as he scrolled through his notifications, and Mario abruptly remembered the obscene number of messages he’d sent him, face growing hot. But even still, Luigi looked apologetic, as if he hadn't been the one who’d lost his phone while getting kidnapped. Thankfully, Luigi got distracted from asking why Mario had sent so many messages to him by one of Peach’s texts that had come way before most of them, and Mario leapt to help Peach explain what, exactly, had happened at the beach yesterday in Luigi’s absence. They talked and talked and for a moment Mario forgot Luigi wouldn't be able to go with them when it was time for them to leave.
And that time came sooner than Mario wanted it to, judging by how Bowser was looking at them. Or, rather, how he was looking at Luigi. And wasn't that a curious thing? From what Luigi had explained, it was the Yoshi egg that had been the trigger for all this, and it was currently sitting right next to Bowser’s knee. By all rights, then, Bowser should be satisfied. So why wasn't he?
Luigi asked almost as much out loud, and Peach’s cryptic reply shed no light on it. And for some reason, she added an out-of-pocket comment about Bowser being cute, which was an opinion Mario was pretty sure she’d never held in her entire life.
But...it was one Luigi apparently had, judging by his near-immediate hum of agreement. Subconsciously, too, by the way he immediately tried to take that agreement back.
As Mario watched his brother sputter and wave his arms around in embarrassed denial, he realized he’d seen this behavior before. With Daisy, Prince Peasley...Mario knew Luigi was quick to catch feelings, but...Bowser? Of all people? Really? Mario looked between Luigi, who was looking more and more flustered by the second, and Bowser, who was looking more and more forlorn to match. Mario resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. His brother really outdid himself this time, didn't he. When did this even start? No, that was a silly question; of course one day of Bowser acting soft would be all it took for a crush to form. Luigi knew Bowser had to go back to normal eventually, right? What was he going to do then? Honestly...
Mario's thoughts were derailed by Luigi calling his name. He decided not to answer Luigi’s question of what he was thinking about; just because he was still struggling to wrap his head around the current state of his brother’s love life didn't mean he had to turn his incredulity outwards in a way that might come off as negative. Maybe later, when it could come out with a more teasing edge to it.
For now, it was probably time to stop stalling and let Luigi go back to Bowser’s nest. Before he could lose his nerve about it, Mario clasped a hand on Luigi’s shoulder and led him back there himself. He got as close as he dared, since Kamek was snapping at him and Bowser’s defensive aggression had returned in full force, and pushed Luigi the rest of the way. Though Bowser calmed down a few notches once Luigi was within arm’s reach again, from the way he was still glaring at him he must have been thinking Mario was going to change his mind and take Luigi away after all, in some cruel bait and switch. One Mario had no interest in; there was no telling how exactly Bowser would react if he tried. Admittedly, Mario felt like he probably should bear the brunt of whatever fury would ensue to bring Luigi back to town with him, but...
Mario’s eyes swept over the scene before him, taking in Luigi’s surprise at his actions and everyone else’s varying degrees of hostile protectiveness, keeping what Luigi had said about their treatment of him and the optimism with which he’d described it in mind. If Luigi was confident his remaining time here was going to be fine, then Mario was willing to borrow some of that confidence and trust he was right. Besides, with Bowser’s current mental state Luigi was obviously considered important to him in some way, so at least Luigi would be safe in Mario's absence.
...it was still hard to part with him, though. And yet he had to, because his presence was making this sub-optimal situation worse for Luigi. It took all he could to muster the energy to back away, and after jumping back over the fence he and Peach waved goodbye to Luigi for maybe a little too long before they parted ways with him. Mario fought the urge to turn back around, slotting a hand in Peach’s so she could lead him away before he gave in to that impulse.
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The walk back to town was quiet, with both Mario and Peach thinking and worrying about Luigi.
Mario, especially, was worried if he’d done the right thing by leaving him with Bowser. But at least he knew where Luigi was now, and he could go fight to get him back, if necessary. And hopefully that wouldn't be necessary; hopefully all that would happen was Luigi would hang out with his new crush for a day or two more and then come back safe and sound. Mario huffed at the thought of it.
“What’s so funny? Oh!” Peach giggled. “Luigi’s crush on Bowser, right? It’s cute, isn't it?”
Mario made a face. He wasn't sure ‘cute’ was the word to describe it. But at least it'll be fleeting, like all Luigi’s crushes usually were, and all Mario really had to worry about was the moment it petered out into a teary-eyed aftermath he would have to help him through, as per usual.
Peach hummed. “Maybe...I guess it would end that way if not for Bowser having a crush on Luigi, as well.”
Mario rolled his eyes. Right, it was so —
Mario stopped.
Peach kept walking, turning around to smirk at him. Mario’s feet caught up with his brain when she was almost a pink speck on the road before him, and he all but sprinted to catch up with her.
“What, you didn't notice?” Peach innocently asked when Mario grabbed desperately at her sleeve. The distress on Mario’s face only grew. Peach laughed and took pity on him, explaining how Luigi’s recount of Kamek’s explanation for Bowser’s behavior truly aligned with said behavior regarding Luigi, with ample evidence from both Luigi’s description of Bowser’s actions yesterday and the behavior they witnessed from him themselves. It was really the only explanation that made sense, given all the facts.
Mario nodded slowly. Now that Peach laid it all out, it was a little bit obvious, wasn't it? He let go of Peach’s sleeve. He took a step back. He turned on his heel.
“Hey, wait!” Peach snapped her arm out to grab Mario’s sleeve, this time. “You can't do that!”
But —
“You wouldn't have left him there in the first place if he wasn't safe,” Peach argued. “This hardly changes that. In fact, I think that makes things even more safe for him, actually! Bowser does have standards for how he treats love interests, you know.”
Mario thought about the places he’d rescue Peach from — cages, locked rooms, dangling from the ceiling by rope. Weird standards, aren't they?
“And yet!” Peach clapped her hands once with a grin. “The feelings are real this time! So it’ll already be a step up from how he’d treated me!”
...Mario wasn't sure he was reassured by that.
At his continued hesitance, Peach’s grin melted into something softer. She patted him on the shoulder. “We still have to get Luigi some spare clothes, among other things,” she reminded him, “So you can check on him then. In the meantime,” she added when his worried face still didn't budge, “since Luigi isn't here, you can tell me the story behind the whole ‘Mama Luigi’ thing; I’m dying to know!”
At that, Mario’s face finally broke into a small smile. They resumed their walk back to town, a walk that was loud with laughter about the job Mario and Luigi had taken all those years ago, and the ridiculous events that had followed it.
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About an hour later, Mario returned to Bowser’s fortress, a green duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He made his way directly to the same part of the fence as before, and through it he could see Bowser, Luigi, and the others having a picnic lunch. When Bowser noticed him and began to growl, Luigi was quick to nudge him for it, and with a few words he had Bowser sullenly glaring at Mario instead. Seeing that Luigi had Bowser well under control put Mario a bit more at ease. Even if the main reason for that control was nigh incomprehensible.
Mario shook his head; he could continue to process all this some other time, but right now he had to get Luigi his bag. He wondered if he could make the triple-jump over the fence again; in the middle of backing up to try it, the bag slipped up off his shoulder. Mario almost ran right into the fence trying to grab it as it floated away from him, but then it floated up and over the fence towards the picnicking group and he realized Kammy’s magic was levitating it, solving his problem. Oh well. He’d kind of been hoping to hug Luigi again, but he supposed he would have to wait until some other time.
On the other side of the fence, Luigi rifled through his bag, even giving one or two things to Bowser to examine more closely. Satisfied with the contents, Luigi raised his head and turned his attention back to Mario. Even from this far away Mario could see Luigi’s dawning realization about how he looked planted square in Bowser’s lap. His lips twitched in amusement as Luigi’s cheeks turned pink. Just as he’d hoped; Luigi was just hanging out with his crush, his crush’s family notwithstanding. Fleeting or not, and regardless of how things would go after Bowser was back to normal, Mario could hardly begrudge Luigi making the most of his circumstances while he could; if nothing else, it was more to use to tease Luigi later, which was something Mario could admit he was very much looking forward to after the days he’s had, recently.
With that, though, there was little Mario could do besides leave again, to go back to town while Luigi stayed here. It was still hard, but at the same time it was easier, somehow. Still, as he turned away, Mario couldn't help but pull out his phone. He sent a message. Seconds later, he got one back. The skip in his step stayed for the entire walk back down the path.
#(two eggfics down and one and a half to go! 💪🏾 yay!)#(i actually made good progress on the next one today so hopefully i can post it soon!)#mlv.fic#smb#bowuigi egg fic project
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#not a great day#really tired and not entirely sure what to do about it this time#tho I did make an unexpectedly good grade on my earth science exam!! and I am so happy about that :)#on the flip side I turned in the weekly reflections we have to write for a different class and I can fairly confidently say it's the worst#one I've done so far :(#I'm fighting off the discouragement tooth and nail but it is a struggle tbh#think I might log out of tumblr for a bit#(actually I logged out of tumblr once already today but now I'm doing it again and posting about it first will hopefully#force me to stay faithful to my decision to stay away from this place for at least the rest of this week)#love you all. talk to you later.#pray for me please.
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I splurged on genes for one of my Auraboa with some money I was saving for more den slots
and I'm being so, so, good at not spending ALL my money on the pearlcatcher I breed and have been saving for a breed change because he had nice coloration but looked too much like his dad to be really interesting as a keeper without changing
I already spent money on one of the babies I hatched to turn them into this:
(I'm going to give her branches sometime though) and I'm being so good not creating one of these with my pearlcatcher yet:
but he's just standing there, with great potential :(
#emma posts#flight rising#and I think i might be getting a cold which means i might be in bed more#with my computer#tempting me#I hate that I’m getting a cold today too#I don’t like thanksgiving but it is a day where most of my family usually has the day off so we can actually meet up#but if i have a cold i can’t!#ugh#I really hope it’s just a cold#I was in the hospital and then went and got my haircut#while staying over with my parents… one of which is an elementary school teacher#the possibility of me getting sick is very there and I’m feeling achy too..#which doesn’t normally happen when i only slept with my mouth open#my grandparents are so old. I can’t get them sick!#I’m getting really side tracked. oops. sorry#I’m going to force myself to wait until gene prices go down after the initial boom#at least a little bit… hopefully#it might take a long time for it to reach a normal level so I’ll probably still pay quite a bit#every time I’m like ‘I’ll just get a gene befor I change him’ I remember that I can’t get the genes and use them until I change him
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oh nice! the Matt fic posted itself at the correct time
#Seven.txt#writing stuff#🧷 Matt 🔨#i usually wait around for whatever time i want my finished and ready-to-go drafted posts to go up so i can do it manually#but then it occurred to me that i could like. make use of the scheduling feature and just set it and forget it#but i was actually keeping an eye on that one to see if it went up at the right time cause i scheduled it for today#but then it said it was set for Sunday at 7 and not Saturday. so i was like okay i'll just. wait and see what it does#but it went up when i wanted it to! (still don't know why it said Sunday in the queue tho...)#anyways this is a lot of worrying and rambling abt a post that no one will read anyways bc No One knows who Matt is and that fic is Dark#(even tho the numbers for it on Ao3 are Tiny the kudos to hits ratio is good though!!)#(so hopefully that means that those who do read it seemed to enjoy it. or appreciate it? it's a weird fucking fic man idk)#(the kudos are Greatly appreciated nonetheless)#but that's okey i just wanted to get it out of my drafts and posted anyways. and also kinda use it to test the scheduling feature#but bc i'm a control freak who needs to Do Everything Myself anyways i'll probably keep doing stuff manually#or schedule posts and then sit around and wait for them to go up anyways just to make sure nothing goes wrong lmao#okay rambling over. back to work#well actually i'm gonna go grab dinner. i haven't. ate yet today. and then back to work!
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You're saying you've been to multiple planets before? How do you go from one to another? They're so far away!
Atlas: {Oh! That's quite simple actually!}
Atlas: {You know that gate thingy I showed, we basically have a bunch of little ones on all 5 planets, of course, they only stay in the universe because they're pokemon-made!}
Atlas: {I have to admit... They're not fun to use, I always get really motion sick when I go through one. It's also why I only traveled off my home planet when I was stationed somewhere else.}
Atlas: {For being so strict Axius was surprisingly accommodating about that.}
Atlas: {I'm just going to be glad the universe gates are made by gods not pokemon so they're less...}
Atlas: {... Aggressive. They don't make you feel like you've just gotten vigorously shaken around, thrown into a liquid tumbler of your own body matter, and spit back out. Heh.}
#text reply#im working on an actual drawn reply soooonnn#so you get a text reply for now#it's almost done#hopefully I can post it later today or tomarrow#its a north and wisteria one#all chrono#Atlas Pyxis
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the note in the jorvikpov masterdoc next to the prompt/summary for the next one saying July 19th vs. the date on my computer saying 2023-08-06: fight
#''I can get one of these out every week!'' YOU CANNOT. STOP LYING TO YOURSELF#I will say though part of it is I have been parallel working on some later stuff that I REALLY feel a need to post close to each other#z talks#not posting today btw. I'm aiming to not let it be more than three weeks since the last one at least but we'll see#I am *practically* finished but the hardest part always comes after the first draft#It is an insane process to write these little snippets and try to make them as good as they can be#When I'm finished I am going to write something LONGER good god. Stretch my legs after sitting on the jorvikpov plane for 2 years.#(...not saying it will have been that long - hopefully it won't have. but it Might)#actually.... let me count#oh yeah it will. it will have been 2 years almost#damn it. I didn't want to finish it during the winter.#quite frankly I was aiming to post the last one on the 27th of august but life happened#aaaanywy. sleep#am eepy
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I still haven't recovered from the last chapter despite reading it a month ago. I can't handle any more angst, please tell me they will be fine in the end :/
Do you plan on pausing the fic until s5 drops, or do you come up with your own s5?
hi! no promises on there being no more angst hehe it is my favorite shit to write
but as for s5, i plan on waiting to write s5 until it drops! y'all were spoiled with it taking literally three years to get three seasons of content planned/put out so everything was back to back. however, i'm sure i'll still have the itch to write so i'll probably continue w some canon blurbs every once in a while! there is an absurd amount of lore i've concocted along w ruby that i'll share if people are interested (a very depressing junior prom feat unrequited love has been burning a hole in the back of my brain lately) SO THERE'S A PLAN! and ofc i already have some ideas of s5 hehehehe
#i do really enjoy writing this fic#one of my favorite things to do actually!#it just can be very difficult sometimes#i put so much thought into everything i write that it takes FOREVER sometimes to get the words onto the page#but i made a good dent in progress today! hopefully i can post it soon!#asks!#<3
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first day of work and :( my feet hurt :(
#can't draw any conclusions on that yet tho#for one bc i have determined that the shoes i wore today do Not have enough traction in this environment#so i gotta pull out the shoes i got while working at prev grocery#which... i feel like are actually harder on my feet even tho i have good insoles in them#but it's. really hard shopping online for a better fit so.#i'm gonna wear those this week and then decide if i should ask dad to loan me money for a (hopefully) better pair#anyway! first day of work was. well. okay.#i am starting off training in dish pit and i don't. like. hate it. but.#if dish pit ends up being my favorite assignment then i am gonna have to fuckin quit#unless dish pit grows on me but i am. not optimistic on that point.#whatever. i'm holding out at least through training.#...getting home was less fine.#first off was waiting Half An Hour for bus at stop without a bench :/#there's another stop nearby and i might head to that one tomorrow instead to see if it does have a bench but. i doubt it.#...and then a dude followed me off the bus and halfway home.#and he was def following me bc halfway is the point where i stopped and turned around and asked him and he said yeah#and then he backed off and turned around so like. at least there's that.#but like. pls fuck i need this to not be a regular fixture of my commute#and it happening on my First Day makes it 100% occurence rate atm and that is making me real anxious#yeah sorry to spring that on you in tag ramble idk what cw would be appropriate#and also idk how to zoom it to top of taga anymore so#storm's posts#personal#you can ignore this
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[pulls out a giant nerf gun] [hits new dream with repression and miscommunication of the rocky traumatic start of a relationship beam]
#(it's not actually that bad) (they just have 0 idea how to deal with Fucking Anything)#healthy coping? never heard of her!!!#ao3 deletes my draft today. so i'm gonna make a new one and speedrun the rest of my fic the next time i have like four consecutive hours#and then send it to my friend to read over it#and then fix stuff#and then POST#i was so focused on creating a masterpiece that i forgot that i was doing this to be mushy and fun and to FINISH IT!!!#my main goal was to finish it lol#my rewrites have been good though!!! and i have my plan for the end i just need to write it lol#reading a lot of fanfic yesterday reminded me oh yeah. i can just be mushy. and i will still like it!#and hopefully others too#of course i have to be Right#i couldn't bear it if i wasn't right#but i can be mushy :)#tangled#bluebird.txt#i love it when the girls fight they need to fight more and by god i'll do it all myself if i have to#other people can write the fluff#i wanna make these bitches FIGHT!!!#and then make up and be cute or whatever#but i think ive accepted i can't really write romantic fluff. its just not in me.#kissing? like...maybe#for all intents and purposes just assume my version of new dream is ace because i cannot possibly be assed#to figure out the minds of sex-enjoyers#i'm a sex ambivalent person myself but it's still like. whatever.#in fiction makes perfect sense. in real life i guess also? but less. so i will not write it cuz who give a shit someone else has surely#written it#anyways#[takes my giant nerf gun out] HEY '''FLYNN''' CHECK THIS OUT
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well, on the plus side I think taking the antihistamine was a good call because the reaction to the meds has calmed down a lot quicker but the side effects are still there and I'm getting really concerned even though it currently doesn't feel as bad as earlier.
at its worst, I was constantly checking our skin because it felt like it was either blistering or had some kind of rash or open sores but then I'd look and there was nothing. it's the same burning pain as when your skin starts to crack and tear when you get a really bad rash except there's nothing visibly wrong.
I've been paranoid as hell because there are more severe side effects you can get from this medication that do involve blistering and a lot of the side effects we've had match up alarmingly well with the early stages of those and it's just so fucking stressful. hopefully we're fine and everything calms down soon but in the meantime it's genuinely terrifying and I just really want it to stop
#personal#thoughts#🍬 post#vent post#please for the love of god I hope I'm freaking out over nothing and that this shit calms down and I just look silly online for panicking#because right now I'm scared shitless of the side effects we've been having#I've lost trac of how many times I've cried today just from the side effects themselves#but now it's also the realisation that I don't know how bad it actually is and whether we're gonna have a worse reaction#because one of the really severe reactions takes a few days to develop and starts with the exact symptoms we currently have#but I'm guessing if it isn't that then the symptoms should calm down once a lot of the medication gets metabolised#which would maybe be in a few hours? so hopefully it'll start to calm down soon and we can feel a bit less shit
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