#oh luigi

[lizaluvsthis]

That one page comic from Chapter III - "Indigo Secret" ^^

This is my ship- Do Not Attack if you don't like it or if you hate it (this is my free space ^^)

Incase no one has noticed? Yes. I left a background where theres a picture frame of Bowser and Luigi <3<3 (These two were out on a date-)

It's rare for me to post bowuigi here but now you see <3

I dunno fam- I was supposed to make a bowuigi art before but I found it hard to draw their bodies now I do

Cough- anyway- :)

[porcupine-girl]

Things we already know about the UHC shooter, mostly from his social media:

- He has a bachelor’s and Master’s in computer science from an Ivy League school.

- He has read several books on chronic back pain.

- His profile banner includes a photo of an x-ray for back surgery. (Spinal fusion I believe.)

- Based on messages from his family, he dropped off the map a few months ago and they’ve been worried about him.

- His political beliefs are a bit all over the map; without doing a deep-dive my take is a pretty average centrist tech bro who’s read too much evopsych.

I’m a bit worried that, as the left is so fond of doing, people will turn on him immediately for that last part. Let’s not do that! Can we agree not to do that? Because here’s the important thing:

He’s a victim of the system, just like we all are. The system pushed him past his limits, and he lashed out at it. The details of his political leanings don’t actually matter - what matters is that you don’t have to be a radical leftist to lash out at a health insurance company. That’s shows how bad things are broken, that a guy who seems fairly privileged in most respects, with no strong political motive, could be beaten down and broken to the point of doing this. He has two Ivy League computer science degrees and yet had nothing left to lose.

This is a class war that doesn’t differentiate between the working class, middle class, even upper middle class. We’re all dog food for the 1% to chew up and spit out. Even if he turned out to be hardcore right wing, in this one single issue we’re united with him.

Everyone’s been talking about how this guy has seen insane levels of support across the political spectrum - which means nobody should be shocked that he could have come from any spot on that spectrum. I’m hoping the fact that he doesn’t seem super far left or right politically will make it easier to keep that unity, but the left just looooves our purity tests. Let’s maybe not this time.

[v0idwraith]

quite frankly idgaf what Luigi Mangione’s politics are, he actually did something to make a change and that’s more than most people can say

[charleemoon]

luigi gender is the label ive been searching for i feel

Luigi is like. You're not quite transfem or transmasc or even non-binary to me but something is going on there for sure. Personally I don't think there's really a label you can put on Luigi's gender like that's just Luigi.

[gingerswagfreckles]

It's also a little bit funny that other people are calling the guy who shot a healthcare CEO with bullets that said "deny defend depose" and was carrying a manifesto about how corporate America is evil a "Nikki Haley Republican" or part of the "center right." I guess based on the fact that he went to an expensive private school was messing around in Hawaii pretending to develop a video game as work until recently? Like. This guy left a goodreads review about how the Unibomber was an "extreme political revolutionary." While also traveling around the world on the money his parents made off of real estate and owning a chain of senior rehabilitation facilities.

I think a lot of you are really uncomfortable with how common champagne socialism is and frankly I think a lot of this is projection. This guy is very obviously someone who considers themselves a leftist revolutionary, and yet everyone is kind of re-framing him as a "Nikki Haley Republican" because they're uncomfortable with acknowledging that far leftists are often very privileged and hypocritical people. I've been talking about this for a long time, but a lot of the left (at least on the internet) is quite in denial about the fact that a lot of their beliefs aren't widely shared by the working class. That often, the loudest voices in the movement are those belonging to the wealthy, who are at the end of the day cosplaying and are more interested in acting out heroic fantasies than improving life for the working class.

[noodles-and-tea]

Brothers!!!

[lizadale]

yeah, i don't think it would go as King Boo expects

(Boo jumps out of Mario before the first hammer swing connects. Luigi would pursue him, but he's busy being revenge-tackled by a very bruised Mario, who really doesn't care what's happening, just knows that Luigi hit him with a goddamn hammer and he needs to dispense noogies)

[giddlygoat]

these have no home so uhhh DOODLE DUMP!

[pianokantzart]

Mario's normally the last one to stress about visitors. But there are exceptions.

[svmmerrnightts]

YOU GUYS—

HIS ARM, FACIAL HAIR, THE ROLLED UP SLEEVES ?!? 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

(found this on pinterest but forgot who)

[realhotgirlshitah]

Need yall to know whenever you post a new pic of Lulu my mind IMMEDIATELY races to write something because GAWD there’s a story begging to be written with every photo 🧍🏾‍♀️

Here’s the first inspired by this TikTok coming in hot!

You sat cross-legged on your dorm bed, your laptop open, but you weren’t paying attention to it. Instead, your focus was entirely on Luigi, who had taken over your desk with his textbooks and laptop, deep into whatever comp sci assignment he was working on.

You’d invited him over to study, but concentrating on anything else was proving impossible.

Luigi’s brow furrowed as he read through lines of code on his screen, his head tilting slightly in thought. Every now and then, he’d squint, and that’s when it happened—the subtle pout of his lips. He didn’t even seem to realize he was doing it, but to you, it was the cutest thing in the world.

Your fingers idly tapped on your phone, though your eyes kept drifting back to him. He shifted in his chair, leaning closer to the screen, and the pout deepened as he encountered something particularly tricky. It was so endearing, so unfairly adorable, that you couldn’t stop the little laugh that escaped your lips.

He heard it immediately. His eyes flicked toward you, eyebrows raised. “What’s so funny?” he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity—and a bit of suspicion.

You shrugged, biting back a grin. “Nothing,” you said, feigning innocence. “You’re just… cute when you concentrate.”

His reaction was immediate. Luigi rolled his eyes in that signature way of his, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. “I’m not cute,” he grumbled, turning back to his laptop. “I’m trying to work.”

That only made you laugh more, watching as his jaw tightened in concentration and his lips puckered again. You couldn’t help it—your mind wandered to an image of him wearing a pair of glasses, the kind perched low on the bridge of his nose. Combined with that pout and his squinting, he’d look like someone’s impossibly hot dad who’d just come home from work, ready to lecture you about staying up too late.

The thought made you snort, and this time, you didn’t even try to hide it.

He glanced back at you, narrowing his eyes. “Seriously, what?”

You grinned, shaking your head. “You’re just… you’d look so good in glasses, you know? All squinty and pouty like that. Very ‘hot professor meets hot dad.’”

Luigi groaned, his head dropping into his hands as he muttered, “I came here to study, not to be psychoanalyzed.”

But you couldn’t take it anymore. You launched yourself off the bed, practically pouncing on him before he could react. He let out a startled grunt as you landed in his lap, your hands grabbing his face as you giggled.

“Baby, what the hell?” he muttered, his voice somewhere between exasperated and amused.

“You’re just so cute!” you exclaimed, your lips pressing to his forehead. Then his cheeks. Then his nose. You couldn’t stop yourself, smothering him in kisses as he sat there, frozen, his face quickly turning red.

“Okay, okay,” he said, though he made no real attempt to push you away. His hands came up to rest on your hips, his grip steady but gentle. “I get it. I’m cute. Can you let me breathe now?”

“Not a chance,” you teased, peppering kisses along his jawline. “You’re too irresistible.”

He sighed, though you caught the faintest twitch of a smile on his lips. “You’re ridiculous.”

“And you’re adorable,” you shot back, pulling back just enough to look at him properly. His lips were still slightly pouty, his cheeks flushed, and his dark eyes were staring up at you with a mix of fondness and exasperation. “Seriously, Luigi. How am I supposed to concentrate when you look like that?”

“I could say the same thing about you,” he muttered, his voice quieter now. “You’re a lot, you know that?”

“Only for you, my Italian diva” you replied, your hands still holding his face as you leaned in for another kiss, this one softer and slower. And a great way to make his brain short circuit to prevent him from whining and bitching about the term of endearment you’d just given him, no matter how true it was.

His grip on your hips tightened slightly, and for a moment, he kissed you back, his lips warm and surprisingly tender against yours. When you finally pulled away, you rested your forehead against his, both of you catching your breath.

For a few seconds, you just sat there, the room quiet except for the soft hum of his laptop. Then he sighed dramatically, glancing back at his computer. “You know, I actually have work to do.”

You grinned, shifting in his lap so you were more comfortable. “And I’ll let you get back to it, Professor Pouty. Eventually.”

Luigi shook his head, muttering something under his breath about how impossible you were, but he didn’t push you off. Instead, he adjusted his chair slightly, letting you stay where you were while he halfheartedly returned to his work.

You leaned your head against his shoulder, smiling to yourself. You knew you were distracting him, but you couldn’t help it—Luigi was just too cute to resist.

A/N: IM SOBBING AT HIS LITTLE POUT OH MY GOD MY SHAYLAAAAA 😭💔

A quick lil fluffy drabble that I wrote on my 15 minute break (free me from the shackles of work omg)

More lulu content incoming because I’m unfortunately a whore for curly headed brunettes that are lowkey losers but ridiculously hot 🫤

[ohheyitsgray]

WE’RE ON A SUPER MARIO BROTHERS LOCKDOWN

[batneko]

I found these "Oh." pins I got a while back and I was Inspired.

[mutatedleemon]

Please god forgive me

[shartfinz]

🌌

I didn't know which one I liked best so here's 2 more versions:

also it's this pose I just had no idea how to draw it

+ I'd rather cry blood than try and draw his hat again

[chloecherrysip]

I told ya, see!? As long as we're together, everything's gonna be okay!