#please kindly ignore me

[aheathen-conceivably]

Don’t mind me just sitting here thinking about how long I’ve been in the 1930s and how it’s still only 1935.

[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 (warning: this is a video with sound)

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 👉👈

[mudsychronicles]

Kind of dumb comic based on a text interaction that i thought was very og gb and and wembley gb core and also uuhhhhh here (throws some doodles at you) (It's mainly just the Cheater Trio being mean to each other LMAOOO)

[toc-the-elder]

Sorry but this shirt/top combo is glorious.

[lilyminer]

Neon Genesis be like “angels are the main antagonists, they’ve killed so many people”

Ok?

Look into this sweethearts eyes and just try to tell me they have any malice in their soul! Look how sweetly they blink! Big round eyes looking at you like •>•

[sirenium]

[ID: a banner that's a pale magenta color, with a cropped he/him lesbian flag in the left corner. Black text sits beside the cropped flag, saying 'this blog is a safespace for he/him lesbians' end ID]

[ID: a bluish, slightly darker shade of lavender, with black text reading 'this blog is a safespace for she/her gays'. A cropped she/her gay flag can be seen on the left side of the text. End ID]

I tried my hand at making banner things, lol. Feel free to use if for some reason you like these janky ass banners that took about five minutes each. /lh

credit is appreciated but not necessarily needed, as these were made for fun.

[mansplainmanipulatemalewife]

I don’t... I can’t explain myself here... it just happened...

[lizard-official-blog]

fellow UK residents, please take this quick action to pressure the government into taking immediate action against the ongoing genocide in palestine.

[our-blood-is-our-ink]

I WANT COUP AU AND ALSO goddess!agatha x eve because I know basically nothing about it and INTRIGUE

Alright this is a long one, so it'll be under the cut.

Fair warning for all the folks who are unaware: Coup AU is a fic I'm writing entirely for myself, and it follows a very alternative universe's Evanora Harkness.

That will not be everyone's cup of tea, but if you do choose to read, please keep in mind that you are greatly missing a lot of the background and characterization.

The Goddess!Agatha x Eve excerpt does not require any warnings.

For the Coup AU I decided to go with the earlier excerpt.

If you want the later one, I suppose you'll just have to ask again 😈

When the infant draws breath to cry, Evanora covers her newly born daughter’s mouth to muffle the sound, and whispers her name into existence.

Astra Harkness.

Astra, meaning star, for Lance had nearly exclusively called Agatha his little star, and Evanora is certain he would have called this daughter his little star as well.

Astra, meaning star, for Agatha had been a bright, shining light in her life, a gift to see her daughter growing up happy and healthy and surrounded by love and laughter, a sun by all means, but Astra will be raised far away from her mother, while her sister and father are dead, six feet under in the cruelest form of punishment her cousin could conceive of.

Astra, a distant light, a distant hope.

Hope is all Evanora has.

—»•«—

Goddess!Agatha x Eve was spun off of an idea I had for Goddess!Agatha x Reader, mostly because Agatha got all pouty about me never having written her with Eve before now.

Let me tell you, I really really love the very few hundred words I have written for them so far.

Gods walked amongst mortals.

This is simply a fact, like how the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, or how the Earth is round.

Eve has never been one to pay much attention to all the excitement and worship surrounding them.

She had seen little point, growing up somewhere that was never going to attract a god to their streets.

And besides, who would want to meet one of these higher beings when they so frequently take the lives of those they converse with?

The gods are cold-hearted and cruel, and Eve much prefers those with warmth and kindness.

[nam-daeeun]

midnight thoughts // self-para

where : dae-eun's apartment when : shortly after this plot drop trigger warnings : mentions of death & police

i can't shake these midnight thoughts when i'm alone latching to my brain and never letting go so i'll start making friends with the noise in my head and all these midnight thoughts when I'm alone

His hands trembled as he stared at the screen. He'd paused the news broadcast; his phone sat in silence on the table in front of him, information frozen mid-transit. The string of murders was bad enough: watching his new friends go through complete torture every week or so, not to mention losing someone he'd seen around the town only days prior was all taking a toll by itself. The previous victim being from his hometown hadn't done anything to ease the discomfort, either.

But now it was getting personal, and he was terrified. For someone that had so much experience when it came to writing about this sort of thing, he'd very rarely had any physical practice with going through it himself—and certainly none that hit as disturbingly close to home as this. Any danger he'd ever been in, well, he'd only ever had himself to worry about and blame. This was different.

They were targeting people now, and somehow his cousin had ended up on their list. Possibilities flashed through his head faster than he could think them through; reasons for the callout, affiliations he wouldn't know about, anything to try and figure out what was going on. It was possible that she was next: with her personality, Dae was certain Jieun had made enough enemies that it wouldn't be a surprise if she vanished. But his brain was primarily running in other directions.

What in the world had she gotten herself into? Was this text addressed to her? If so, then who was the subject of the text? Was it someone that had already died? His mind ran through the list of names: Woodrow Hearst, Louis Goodall, Jake, Vivi, Harlow Sotheby. There wasn't a visible connection between the five—and only one was still alive. He swallowed hard, leaning over to let the rest of the news broadcast play.

Naturally, the police department had declined to comment. There was no further information—no explanation of the account, just the mysterious, cryptic post. The broadcast went off shortly after. Dae leaned against the back of his couch, running a hand through his hair as he tried to process the information.

When the group chat started going off an hour or so later, he'd barely moved, laptop now in hand as he combed through Nightrest News archives for content. He glanced at the screen, not really paying attention until a specific message caught his eye.

Benito: I don't think they would have a choice once the press gets a hold of it. Benito: If they haven't already.

The older man was right. It was time to do what he did best: write.

[sunday-kisser]

Which one makes more sense to pull for? I have Feixiao since her release and gave her Topaz's sig. lightcone — do you think that's sufficient enough?

I'm asking because both sound pretty goated to me and I'm running Therta on "Geniuses' Repose" atm o'.'o (don't have any 5* Erudition lightcones yet lol, my losses are to blame)

(Putting my builds under the cut so y'all might have a better picture)

[stoneclaw]

ending osts that never fail to BRING ME TO TEARS WTF

-"Reset" (okami) -"I was born for this" (journey)

[disco-lizard]

i understand the thought process bc i also used to do this (a long time ago) as a self-destructive behavior but it's still very funny to me when people set boundaries with me and then end up breaking their own boundaries by either contacting me or engaging with my blog (accidently or otherwise), like .. please. if i live in your head rent free i am begging you to evict me LMAO. im not even saying that to be mean, im saying it bc it protects your mental health as well as mine

[catdia]

Sevika with a Chubby S/o pt.2

Sevika is a very jealous and prideful individual. she doesn’t take kindly to others that try to take you away from her

when Finn tried to get you close to him, she killed half his goons as a warning

teaches you basic self defense, how to use your body as an advantage in combat

ended with both of you making out on the practice mats

gave you a knife and handgun as a birthday present

all your clothing is automatically hers as well. loves wearing your shirts and hoodies when running errands

Sevika has MASSIVE hips, she doesn’t like them that much because pants never fit her waist right. but you love them!

and you also don’t like when pants highlight your underbelly. if she sees your belly in any capacity she’s grabbing that thing like a vice

uses your stuff before you ever get to. that new Piltovan skin care you got? Sevika gives it 10/10

eats all your snacks, even the healthy ones that taste “like cardboard”

the scar on her temple gets sensitive with the cold, uses your tummy as a heating pad when cuddling

one of Sevika’s love languages is bringing you fresh vegetables and fruit she smuggled from overseas

seeing your eyes sparkle in delight as you eat the sweet fruits makes her love her shitty job a little more

she got your nickname “peach” because of your love of fruit (and your fat ass)

if there is a place on earth that can be considered hell is when your periods sync up. Both in pain and grumpy.

when it’s just you, she gives you princess treatment (more than usual). even going as far as making homemade soup

i believe Sevika doesn’t get her period as frequently as she used to. mainly thanks to the amount of Shimmer she uses

Shimmer is the reason you almost had a terrible fall out. it was doing your woman more harm than good. making her extremely aggressive to the point where she threw and broke the matching clay mugs you gave her as an anniversary present. you spent almost two months making them

all of this because you threw away her last Shimmer supply. you just couldn’t she her like that anymore

you sobbed as you collected the pieces of the floor. so preciously putting them on your lap as she just watched in horror. Sevika had never seen you so broken. What had she done?

Sevika kneeled in front of you trying to make everything right. picking up little colorful shards of the floor. but you pushed her onto her feet. you pointed at the door.

“Get out…”

“Peach, please I—“

“Get the fuck out Sevika!”

she spend the next few weeks crashing in Silco’s office. drinking her sorrows away. while going cold turkey off Shimmer

remembering your soft cheeks stained with tears and trembling shoulders. she never had seen you so angry

once she had the courage (and by that I mean Silco and Jinx kicking her out for beign love sick) to come back home, she didn’t grasp how much she actually needed your love

it was a positive sign that you let her in. like a silent “prove me wrong”

you made her sleep on the couch for weeks. ignoring all Sevika’s attempts of affection. walking away when she got too close, not drinking the coffee she made for you in the mornings, covering your body quickly whenever she walked into the bathroom after your showers

Janna, did she miss having your body on hers. having you cuddle her to sleep. now she is stuck in this ratty couch. she missed how you moaned, what you tasted like. Sevika was unbelievably horny

but she needed to wait for you to make the first move out of respect for the pain she caused

when she was sleeping on the sofa you woke her up by grinding your cunt on her thigh. only wearing your night robe. open in the middle, nipples hard and belly creasing on your pelvis. you placed her mechanical arm on your temple. cradling her metal palm with your lips

“Fuck me like you mean it, ‘vika! Make me your woman again.”

Sevika saw the fire in your eyes, and the burn was a prize she was willing to take

you kissed each other hard, clawing at clothing and skin. teeth clashing. every touch was personal. sensual. like a withered plant in water

even if the sun never warmed the underground it didn’t matter to her. because the sun couldn’t ever bring her life like you did

Sevika had never made love before. only saw sex as carnal lust. but having you vulnerable in front of her and having given her forgiveness was the best gift she could have asked for. the gift of hope and chance. she touched you like a lover, a soulmate.

you laid naked on her chest, blissed out in pleasure. in the afterglow of sex. Sevika groping the flesh of your ass. as she blew cigarette smoke into the air. you were going to complain about the smell in the morning.

“I quit Shimmer.”

you smiled into her exposed skin. Sevika was a blunt woman, and you appreciated that part of her.

“Good.”

“Love you, doll.”

“Mmmm — me too Sevika.”

and you definitely made her go to one of those pottery couples classes to replace the mugs she broke

Sevika wasn’t getting off thaaattt easy

[yosef-1]

Please don't ignore my story 🇵🇸🥹💔

I am Yousef, a father of three children: Aboud, Adam and Lana. I currently live in the destroyed Gaza Strip of Khan Younis in a dilapidated tent alone. I have suffered a lot with the children; we had to flee from the north to the center, then to Rafah, and back again to Khan Younis.🇵🇸

We live in very difficult conditions, my daughter Lana suffers from severe malnutrition,💔 and her condition has worsened due to the effects of the war, I cannot provide for their basic needs due to the scarcity of resources and the high prices.💔🍉

Please help me take care of my children. There is no safe place in Gaza; every place is at risk at any moment. I need a small donation to help me evacuate and travel outside Gaza. I need 2000 but it takes a lot of money. I lost our home and all our sources of income.

I trust in your humanity, and I kindly ask for your support. Please don’t turn away from us. Help us achieve our goal of leaving Gaza and finding safety for my children 💔🇵🇸

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[euaphora]

ִ ♱ ₊ ࣪ ITS NOT HEALTHY FOR ME TO FELL THIS!

✎ᝰ mean bully!megumi x reader

bully!megumi who started picking at you for no reason, you didn’t know what you did wrong or what you had said. At first he did it for fun just to pick on you but then he started seeing the faces you would make when he would slap your ass,small or big, he loved the sound it would make as you slightly jump up.

bully!megumi who tried to flirt with you while you put your books away in your locker but you kindly told him you had to go. You were just super uncomfortable and wanted to go to class already, honestly.

bully!megumi who noticed that and slapped you against the locker, hands against them as he traps you. You try and see if anyone will help but they just avoid him, knowing who his dad was and just knowing he would treat them same way he was treating you. They knew you were getting bullied but didn’t report it.

bully!megumi who brushes his hand against your upper thighs during classes as you slap it away when the teacher asks what’s going on, calling you pet names behind your ear, teasing you by taking away something you were just randomly holding, he would put it over your head watching you jump and down, and reached to grab it, the visible height difference between you two causing troubles. You take it away from him, seeing your clothed breasts bounce, feeling his pants suddenly tighten.

bully!megumi who would drag you to any empty classroom and lift your uniform skirt up and pulling down your panties, slapping your ass as it turns a darker shade of red by the minute. He would have you laid down and on his lap, sometimes rubbing his thumb to your clit, feeling your squirm under him as you try and get off, just making things worse.

bully!megumi who threatens you and blackmails you with clips of you having him deep in your mouth, gagging sounds as the background coming from the video, swiping to the left, the next clip showing you bouncing on his cock at the dean’s office. He had a whole album of you two and just for personal reasons. You look back at him with doe eyes, tears slipping out of you.

bully!megumi who gaslights you, “I don’t want to have to show the dean but if you report me, I’ll have to, sweetheart..” he coos while holding on your hips as you sit on his lap as he rocks your hips making you rub against his bulge as you cry into his shoulder. You just nod, hugging him tight by his torso— mascara being ruined and smearing on his dress shirt.

bully!megumi who hates seeing you talk to other guys that aren’t him. He would take that anger out on you the next time you would meet up again, you being so confused why he was so mad all of a sudden when just yesterday he was praising you, telling you how good you were to him.

bully!megumi who likes to go raw all the time, never having a condom in hand. He didn’t have sex with other girls anymore since he was always with you now. He would invite you over to his house, you never really having a choice either way. When you would ask him, “Can we use a condom, please? I don’t wanna end up pregnant, megumi.” You whine as you roll your eyes back gripping onto the bed sheets.

bully!megumi who would be mad at your response, slapping your pussy then grabbing you by the back of your hair with the other hand, humiliating you by having his phone on the nightstand as the video records every second. Of course he wouldn’t post it or show it to anyone, he liked having the power of knowing he was the only one that made you feel good, the only one who saw you for what you really were, a slut.

bully!megumi who likes to have you in missionary half of the time because he loved watching you pant, losing your breath as he would ram himself inside you— ignoring your pleads.

bully!megumi who makes you swallow all his cum after you suck him off, if one drop fell down your mouth he would make you get on your knees again, shoving his cock back in your mouth and ramming your head back and fourth to create fiction on his cock.

bully!megumi who eventually stops going so hard on you, leaving you alone and no longer picking on you but later later realizing how much you loved getting treated like a rag doll. You would pull him into the staff bathroom going into a stall and lifting up your skirt, hinting him to put his cock inside you.

“Fuck me, ‘gumi…couldn’t stop think about you all last period.” You pout your lips as you look back at him having a big grin spread across his face. “Thought you didn’t like when I would fuck you?” He teases, pulling down his zipper, briefs joining them.