#post spm fic

[rotatesmymindscape]

SNIPPET FROM MY POST-SPM LUIGI FIC (TITLE PENDING)

Finally, context for this drawing

aka, Luigi doesn't 100% remember the events of spm and is Very Stressed About This

EDIT: Another snippet!

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Luigi is fine. Really, he is.

He’s fine and he’s poking a sweet cookie that was placed on his plate to remove a little weight from the dangerously-close-to-toppling tower of cookies it came from.

When Merlon said he had snacks prepared for them, he didn't think he meant this much. Plates of cookies, chocolate pasta, hot dogs, fried mushrooms, about three different kinds of cake and two kinds of tarts, parfaits, and pitchers of tea and syrup were all laid out for them to feast on. Luigi doubts they can finish even half of it, despite their party of eight.

“Eat as much as you please.” The lady – Saffron? He didn't get much time to meet anyone in the Flipside– says as she places a steaming hot bowl of spicy soup at the table’s center, “All of you must be starving after an adventure like that!”

Mario is already reaching over to grab another plateful of mushrooms but smiles back at her before continuing. Peach holds her slice of heartful cake and hums as she eats. Bowser shrugs before devouring half of a horsetail tart.

Bleck’s minions seemed to be doing the same, though O’Chunks and Mimi argued over a forkful of pasta even with the abundance of it. Nastasia was quiet, but she nodded, sipping her tea and relaxing afterwards.

On any other occasion, Luigi might have felt like he was having a nice family dinner night.

Merlon lets out a hearty laugh, “I'm sure they are, Saffron my dear. Isn't that right, Luigi?”

Luigi blinks.

He looks at Merlon, then slowly back at his cookie.

Gingerly, he picks it up, nibbling the corner of it. It’s buttery and not too sweet, crispy around the edges but still a little soft in the center. It’s perfect. He should be reveling in the flavor, he should be telling Saffron it’s the best cookie he’s ever had, he should be grabbing ten more and hauling another dozen home for him and Mario to share.

He places it back on his plate, which remained empty save for it.

“…maybe just a little.” He decides after a few more seconds of uncomfortable silence.

“Is it not to your liking?”

He shakes his head, “It’s good. I’m just…”

From Luigi’s perspective, the story goes something like this: He’s at home with Mario until he’s not; he’s at Bowser’s castle and at Bowser’s “wedding” until he isn’t; he’s in another castle trying to escape until he doesn’t; he’s presumably dead but whether that really happened or not is a mystery, and now all of reality is saved, two people go disappear forever, and everyone who remained is here eating snacks.

Okay, so there's a few things he blearily remembers in between, like their journey to the Overthere and his fight with Dimentio, but the rest is just about lost to the slurry of his addled mind.

From the way he’s been dragged around, it’s all lasted maybe a few days for him at most. For everyone else, it seemed closer to a month based on their discussions between forkfuls. That definitely knocked him off kilter.

And, well, he just doesn’t want to acknowledge that in those final moments, he was aware of being mind-controlled. He remembers being fused with the same heart he tried to destroy and a jester who just finished trying to kill him, and he remembers how it felt when he couldn’t control himself as he tried to hurt everyone else.

The worst part, really, is that he knows he hurt them. He knows something bad happened, that he became something willing to decimate everything in its path, but what exactly happened and what exactly he became was completely lost to him.

He was somehow aware and not at the same time, as if a part of him kept shutting off his memory right before the most important parts, leaving him with nothing but brief visions of his attempts to kill his companions.

It’s not much, but whatever is there for him to recall is gut churning enough that he’s been avoiding making any effort to interact with any of them.

He tries his best to ignore the way Bowser only uses one arm to eat everything, vaguely recalling the way he fell when a homing attack hit him while he scaled the floating blocks, arms flailing as he tried to protect the rest of his body from further injury.

He can’t look Peach in the eye when she glances at him, her normally clean dress ripped to shreds in some spots, revealing a few hastily bandaged cuts from when the small yet sharp spinning blocks sliced through her.

And he certainly does not want to think about how heavily bruised Mario’s face is on one side, which came from his new form connecting its fist with his brother. The left side of his face was nothing but an angry red that made Luigi wince just thinking about it.

If things had gone just a bit wrong, a lot of people, especially some of the ones he loves most in the world, could be long dead.

The cookie slips from his hand and falls back to his plate with a clink!

Forget being a little hungry, he’s not hungry at all.

They all turn to look at him as he pushes his chair back with enough force to make it screech like fingers across a chalkboard. He grits his teeth from it.

“Is everything alright, Luigi?” Peach asks, placing her plate back on the table, eyebrows furrowed.

He could barely process the way his hands shook and his body stayed ramrod straight. He swallows the lump in his throat.

“…Yeah. O-Okey-dokey.” He feels sweat beginning to form on his face, “I’m not hungry. So, I’m…I’ll go for a walk instead.”

Merlon, even with his beard and hood covering most of his, is able to mimic Peach's look of concern, “Are you sure? I assume you haven’t eaten much these past few days.”

Luigi nods, but it feels more like his head just shook up and down violently, “I, ah, feel a little dizzy from…all of everything. Fresh air sounds good.”

He can’t think of more excuses to make, so he hurries out the door before anyone can protest.

When the door closes (slams) behind him, he lets out a sigh. Not the most elegant exit, but it will do. He suddenly feels like he’s gone and drank too much coffee, all jittery and nervous like he’s moments away from a caffeine crash. He needs to burn it off, take a few breaths, and avoid eye contact until he feels less inclined to run away.

His memory fails to supply the reason as to why he’s so riled up. While hurting the people he cares for is enough to make him faint from horror, something about his reaction was…even worse. He was forgetting more important incidents that made his nerves taut and his throat shut.

There were a few unexplained injuries on himself that might clue him in on those incidents. A minor electrical burn and a laceration on his hand that he, distantly, knew once had a few glass shards embedded in it were on their way to healing. A couple of rusty screws and a broken screwdriver were in his pocket when he woke up in the Underwhere, so he might have been tinkering with something electric?

There’s also the burns here and there on his body, all still too fresh to not be less than a day old. He can’t even begin to guess where those came from.

And his head ached much more than some of the worse migraines he’s ever had. It was like someone grabbed a hammer, hit him with it, and only made sure to stop short of cracking it open.

To top it all off, his legs faintly felt like there were pins and needles, too.

He’s been tired before. Exhausted, even. But whatever happened in that barely remembered month has left his system in all kinds of wack. He dreads to think about what could have happened to him.

His moment of stress-filled contemplation is broken by the sound of Saffron’s door opening. He already knows who it is, and as relieved as he is to know he’s okay, he really doesn’t want to talk to him right now.

Mario is quiet as he pushes the door shut, a bag full of cookies held in one hand. He offers Luigi a small smile.

“For you.” Mario says, waving the bag in front of Luigi, “You can go on your walk, but I’m sure you’ll be hungry.”

Luigi shakes his head, “No need, bro. I’m really not.”

His older brother frowns, and Luigi feels the guilt make his chest twinge, “When’s the last time you ate?”

“Beats me.” Luigi answers almost instantly. With how little he remembers, he couldn’t tell if he ever ate during any of it. He grimaces when he sees Mario’s frown deepen. That was definitely not the answer his brother was hoping to hear.

“Maybe I should ask Saffron to make something other than snacks…” Mario contemplates.

Luigi reaches for Mario’s arm, maybe to push the bag back to him or to hang it, but his second of contact makes Mario retract his arm so quickly that Luigi flinches.

Mario lightly rests his free arm on top of his other arm, snapping his eyes shut as he hisses in pain.

Something cracks, another murky memory resurfaces - darkness, a heavy swing, a violent crack - and then something horrific clicks.

Luigi holds back the urge to scream it out loud.

The bruises aren’t just on his face. The hit connected with Mario's entire body.

Now much closer to each other, he can’t stop thinking about how uncomfortable it must be for Mario to smile at him when most of his face and body must be aching something fierce.

He should be fussing over Mario and making sure he’s okay, Luigi thinks to himself, just like Mario would for him.

He takes a step back, and then another, and then another one. Mario opens his eyes and Grambi he looks so worried.

Luigi’s voice breaks, “I’m so, so, sorry.”

“Luigi, it’s–”

Luigi turns around, and runs away.

The bag of cookies, now on the ground, was left forgotten.

[bowserphobia]

SPM sketchessssss. Mostly from the fic i'm working on so sorry if they don't make any sense. I like the idea of Mr. L traveling with them :-)

[heloflor]

Random Mario headcanon: while Peach does have powerful magic, she actually doesn’t know how to use it, at least not by herself. Basically to use her magic she needs to trigger a “spark” of sorts, but has no idea how to do so and as a result can’t use it unless someone else triggers that spark for her.

Explaining how it works in the games’ canon and giving some more details on my Toadstool magic hcs (spoilers for pretty much all the RPGs + Showtime’s ending; 1k words below):

- In Paper Mario 64, Kammy calls Peach’s action “wishes from normal people”, meaning she’s not using any particular magic.

- In Thousand Years Door, she uses healing magic upon regaining some control from the Shadow Queen. Considering the Shadow Queen is using magic, possibly Peach’s magic, it means Peach could have been able to access it in the moment.

- In Mario and Luigi Partners in Time, the Cobalt Star could have been the one with the magic to imprison Elder Princess Shroob, or it triggered Peach’s magic. Though the fact Peach can summon stars at the end kinda shows she can use magic on her own.

- In Bowser’s Inside Story and Dream Team, Peach only uses magic when Starlow is using her own magic as well, meaning Starlow could be the one triggering hers.

- Ok I’ll be honest I can’t explain it for Super Mario RPG other than “she’s not actually using magic” or “Geno is a spirit of the stars so his presence would unlock her powers”, though in that second case it doesn’t even fully work since the whole point of the team looking for stars is that wishes can’t be granted anymore.

- In Showtime, Peach’s magic ribbon comes from Stella, same for the outfits. Her Radiant transformation also comes from the hopes and dreams of the Theets fused with Sparkles and Stella. I could also see Stella triggering Peach’s magic in the case of the ribbon + Radiant.

- In Super Princess Peach, you could imagine that the Vibe Scepter is basically letting out “particles” of emotions in the air, and when one touches someone, it affects them. For Peach, her magic would protect her by absorbing those particles, but it also causes her magic to accumulate them.

Because of that, whenever she feels a strong emotion, all those particles her magic gathered get released at once, thus giving her those powers. So the powers wouldn’t come from her using her magic willingly, instead her magic does its own thing and she has to realize it and work around it.

As a result, she can control when the powers get triggered by keeping calm as much as possible and thinking of happy/sad/angering things when needed (or other methods like pinching herself to cry or asking Perry to insult her to get angry, dumb funny things like that).

This could also explain why there’s a timer that then needs to be refilled when using emotions or even why emotional enemies don’t get powers like she does but instead just move faster or in a different pattern, as they would have less emotions in them since the first particle that touches them would influence them.

- In case it needs to be said, everyone in the sports games have special abilities so I don’t consider those to be her using magic.

So yeah, while there are obviously instances of her using healing magic that negates this idea, it still holds up to an extent. And it’s especially interesting to headcanon when you consider how many RPG villains know how to exploit her magic for themselves (Cackletta, Fawful, the Shadow Queen, Antasma tried before turning to Bowser, I like to think the Chaos Heart was born from an exchange of two widely different magics with the wedding being the ritual needed to create the heart specifically).

Going deeper into this idea, I hc that in the past all Toads had magic but the Royal Family eventually discouraged everyone from using it aside from them. History books would say it’s to protect the population, the truth is that the Monarchy wanted that power for themselves and/or were afraid of the people taking over the throne if they can be more powerful than them (especially since I hc that it’s common for rulers to marry citizens, as long as said citizen is able to handle the work that goes with becoming royalty; this is also why each kingdom still has a ruler the same species as them after centuries of those kingdoms existing).

There would still be some Toads who kept their magic (like the doctor from Bowser’s Inside Story) but they would be incredibly rare on top of trying to keep it a secret just in case them having it is forbidden as there would be no written law saying what is and isn’t allowed on that front.

As such, the knowledge of how to use these powers is told from parent to child, with sometimes another person being given the info in case the rulers die before their heir is of age to learn. In Peach’s case, her parents’ death was a complete surprise, meaning no-one had that knowledge.

So for the longest time, she didn’t even think she had magic. And when the RPGs happened, she would’ve tried to use it herself but can’t find the thing triggering its use, taking a while to come to terms with the fact that she could never use it by herself, but that doesn’t mean she can’t be a hero in a different way.

And for those asking why doesn’t she use a Koopa wand, this goes into this idea of the Chaos Heart being born from mixing Koopa and Toadstool magic. She’s afraid that trying to learn the Koopa ways of using magic might cause another catastrophe, which it probably would.

Last small thing, outside of angst the main reason for this headcanon is to justify both Peach never using magic outside of RPGs and the fact she goes from being able to yeet Bowser out the window in one game to being completely helpless against two paratroopas holding her in the very next game of the same series. Basically it’s to explain the inconsistencies with it.

It can also justify the Mushroom Kingdom not falling into the hands of Koopas, Goombas etc before Mario and Luigi were around despite Toads being unable to defend themselves in the present time (basically the Toadstool family was able to use their magic to boost the strength of their army, which Peach can’t do).

[askamnesiamoonjumper]

Brother the aau chapter one rewrite was insane how was this the same fic wtf ,, I forgot how actually hard I had edited it. got damn

[polarized-here]

Made a Spider-Man Fic/Au, and it being me I made tons of art for my favorite silly guy 💔‼️ for @/jaded-ghoster

[faroresson]

I know I want to write another fic, I've got a doc set aside, but I don't know what exactly I want to write I need a starting point so bad you wanna give me a starting point so bad

[celestialpaperhaze]

What inspired you to write "The new void"? 🙃

! This post does not contain spoilers for The New Void !

(Yep you read that right)

The Short Answer:

It was fandom, primarily! I discovered fandom around 2021, and it was right after my experiences with the two games. That excitement, paired with the various themes of 2020 and 2021 that somehow worked their way into my story, inspired The New Void!

The Long Answer:

It’s hard for me to think of one specific thing that inspired me, I think it was really a variety of factors. The first is that I played Super Paper Mario just a few months before I played The Origami King, so I was still deeply interested in SPM when the new game came around. This coincided with my introduction to fandom as a whole in 2020-2021. I didn’t grow up in the same internet space as a lot of other people I know, so that was a new experience for me and it really helped me feel connected to something bigger! Having been a writer since elementary school, the pieces sort of started falling into place then. Once I saw what kinds of passion projects a fandom can be home to, I started writing my own stuff for Paper Mario!

(Fun fact: The New Void isn’t actually my first multichapter fic project—the REAL first one can’t be found online because I never put it there. I had two stories that never reached the Archive, one was about Nastasia’s side of things during the events of SPM [it relied too heavily on fanon for my liking], and the other was…Count Bleck’s autobiography? Hey, I never published it for a reason >:()

Anyway, the first idea for The New Void came from a different (again, non-published) fic I wrote, where Olly is taunted about his childish decisions by a disembodied voice. I had no explanation for where this disembodied voice might have come from, at the time it was just me personifying the more critical side of the fandom. But eventually, I had the thought: What if the voice was the Chaos Heart? I was still heavily impressed/influenced by @darkmarxsoul's Chaos Trilogy at the time, so the idea came to me pretty quickly. Then I started brainstorming other things, like how a crossover like that would work, why Olly would have the Chaos Heart in the first place, how it would be talking to him (I didn’t want to copy darkmarx), etc…

And then, eventually…

(I actually started writing before then but it was on undated paper)

(Also it took me awhile before I started posting--I wanted to make sure I could follow through!)

All-in-all, while it was my enthusiasm for fandom that inspired me to write The New Void, it was I think a certain love that kept me going all the way through. Not just love for the games and the characters I was working with, but love for the fandom that I was giving to.

It was also free time. Man, do I miss having that much free time on my hands…

Thanks so much for the ask! <3

[legobiwan]

Ik you’re mostly interested in Gravity Falls atm, and I wanted to ask if you’re planning on continuing your Mario fanfics? Totally cool if not, and I’ll be excited to see what work you come out with regardless of what media it’s based off of! Just wanted to ask :3

What, who, me? Gravity Falls? Never heard of 'em.

*begins to sweat nervously and profusely*

I absolutely am planning on continuing my Mario fics. This semester has been kicking my ass for various reasons (work-life balance is a...slippery concept in my life right now) and stringing together two coherent sentences outside of professional obligations has been a challenge. Spring Break is next week! I say this, knowing full well I am behind on prepping two half-semester courses and utterly fucked at the moment, but this is all to say that I do intend on getting back to writing. I even started replaying some of SPM to get myself back into that world, because I really want to finish solus one of these days, as you guys have no idea the fun PLOT EVENTS and LORE I have planned for that thing. UGH. SOMEONE INVENT A TIME DILATOR.

Also, you know, the whole King Boo saga which I have two more chapters (one of which being E. Gadd and the other of which being a very interesting confrontation between Mario and King Boo).

And...*twists fingers together*, I've got a long-standing idea for a shorter Dooku-Obi-wan fic that I would LOVE to get off the backburner.

Honestly, just answering short asks and writing fic rec posts is helping get my brain back into writing mode. Perhaps I need to let my inner nerd loose a little more on Tumblr and ramble about whatever my mind has wandered to in that moment, be it Luigi and Dimentio or thoughts about the elder Pines twins.

And with that long-winded response...I'm back to grading. Oy.

Thanks for stopping by, anon!

[artblock-tm]

There are 80 questions for this holy chrystler Pacifica

For the fanfic writing asks! 8, 12, 25, 57, and 61 for Masked :)

This got pretty long, so all my answers are under the cut!

8. Post an out-of-context spoiler from a wip.

Wait. Where's that one screenshot I had.

My lore for Timmy isn't fully fleshed out yet, but I wanted to explore a certain dynamic. Hence, this. (The WIP is long gone since I have a short attention span when it comes to writing for myself.)

12. Do you outline your fics?  If yes, how detailed are your outlines?  How far do you stray from them?

For Masked specifically, I didn't have an outline. And I won't have outlines for the oneshots! However, with Shadow Rift, I tried using an outline. And then forgot about it. And then strayed from it a little. But it still worked out really well!

I have two other documents for upcoming fics; a lore research document for the next Hollow Knight fic, and one for the SPM fic far in the future. I haven't touched either in a while.

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

I love the brainstorming and the writing! Worldbuilding is hard, even when I get really good ideas, and I'm trash at editing. But coming up with ideas?? And putting them into words?? Oooohgghg. Mm. Yeah. That's the good stuff.

57. How conscious are you about including symbolism or foreshadowing in your fics?

Hehe. Ehehe. Oohoohoo. Well. Symbolism and foreshadowing are my best friends. I love foreshadowing so much. And symbolism? Yummy. For Masked, I especially love flower symbolism (points agressively at the Helminth and Hope flowers).

I'm VERY conscious of what foreshadowing and symbolism goes into a fic, because I love making my stories rereadable! I love going back to stories and picking out things that are seen in new contexts, so I try to recreate that feeling for my readers :)

60. In Masked, what inspired the idea for the plot?

I've mentioned this before, but here it is in full detail: Masked originally came from three different story ideas that I put together into a full story. The three ideas made up the first three arcs, and the fourth arc was to tie things together.

The first arc (set in Halcyon, introducing Jaide and the Outlander) came from ideas I had when I first got into A Hat in Time a few years ago. I created Jaide and Outlander as OCs, though their story was...a lot different. The mask itself was the dangerous entity, not something (Ichor) in the mask.

The second arc came from a random idea I had- what if Moonjumper controlled the Prince? After writing out the potential ideas I had for that, I figured out the how- the prince could be a doll. Eventually, when I was revamping my AHiT OCs, I connected the first two ideas together.

And the third arc was a product of me mashing the first two together and wanting to angst the Prince. And kill Vanessa. Yeah, I really didn't do justice to her character, but I'm hoping to fix that with the oneshots. But it helped provide a nice transition into the fourth arc!

As mentioned, the fourth arc was meant to wrap things together and bring previous foreshadowing to fruition (the mystery behind Jaide's mask and the black flowers). However, there's still a lot to be revealed in Masked. Do you know how HARD it is to not reveal all my Badgeseller and Shapeshifter lore???

[furornocturna]

Fellow SPM fans!!

We all love the villains and rightfully so. Team Bleck is found family and we love it. The bro angst is outstanding. The existential dread stakes is great.

But there is something I’ve noticed in SPM content that is both unexplored and slept on.

The Pixls.

Outside of Tippi, sadly, they aren’t really given a lot of depth. Heck, they don’t even speak again after their intros. Which is a damn shame in an rpg platformer. You have 11 of these fellas helping you on this adventure besides Tippi and it’s wasted potential.

Especially considering how WILD the Pixl lore is. Like the Pixl Uprising played a DIRECT PART in leading to the events of the main game.

And the Catch Cards out of left field will also blindside you with shit like this:

…I’m sorry WHAT?!

And Tippi’s tattles on them too:

Like.

It’s not much but it’d be cool if we saw more of this. If they got to develop a bit as the adventure went on like previous partners did.

What kinds of commentary would they make on various situations depending on who you have out in cutscenes? Much like how the dialogue is different when playing as Peach, Bowser or Luigi, and when you had different partners out in 64 and TTYD.

I think they deserve a revamp.

And I’ve already come up with a bunch of ideas for fleshing them out for an au fic project I’m doing.

This post is getting long tho, so if anyone wants a follow-up, let me know and I’ll infodump more on these little guys.

[kinaesthetiqueer]

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lightning always strikes twice - LAST

six ways from sunday - 6ways

all the good girls go to hell - good girls

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[rotatesmymindscape]

ANOTHER SNIPPET OF MY POST-SPM LUIGI FIC!

Sorry, someone said they thought the fic would be good and I felt excited to share more (I wanted to share this for a while now but got shy and the fic isn't finished yet...)

This is right after this part! Slight timeskip

Warning: Descriptions of body horror, unintentional self-harm, picking on injuries, blood. (sorry it got dark so fast)

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There’s an itch that never stops.

It started at the top of his head, right where the Floro sprout had been. That one made sense at least.

When he felt the wilting thing still attached to his head not long after he returned to he and Mario’s shared home, he didn’t even bother to walk over to the nearest mirror before he yanked it out with enough force to tear it all out.

Unfortunately, this included the roots that had dug much, much deeper than he thought.

A crash from his bedroom and a frantic Mario carrying him all the way to the nearest Toad doctor later, he was mostly fine. He had gotten an earful from the doctor for it, and the blood took long enough to stop flowing that the nurse turned pale at the sight of it, but he was allowed to leave the hospital a few hours later with stitches on it and some mushrooms.

Mario spent a part of their walk back home trying to get a better look at it, but Luigi slapped his cap on as soon as he could, ignoring the sting from doing so. Mario got the message, and they both tried to stop paying attention to the torn part of his cap where the sprout had stabbed through.

Every now and again, the area around it would itch, and he’d do his best to pick and scratch at it only when Mario wasn’t looking. He didn’t need to know that a part of it reopened from his scratching every now and again.

But then, the itch reached his neck, his arms, his legs. Every part of his body it could reach, it did. When it was done spreading outwards, it went inwards, a buzzing sensation permeating his insides. No amount of medicine, food, or heavy scratching could make any of it go away.

The itch would have moments where it would disappear, but it would be replaced with the sensation of something pressing down on his body with almost enough pressure to break and stretch him apart. Some days, he wondered if his body felt like it was trapped in a form too small for itself as it longed to stretch in ways he physically could not.

The first time it happened, he jolted awake and instantly curled up, clenching his teeth to stop himself from screaming. His neck felt like someone had bent and pulled it right off his shoulders, his limbs were weak and noodle-like, and his jaw moved like it had hinges it could rip itself off of.

By the end of the week, he had sobbed loud enough for Mario to hear him. His brother had scolded him for not saying anything sooner, but his voice stayed soft as he listened to Luigi explain the sensation between sobs, his hand floating by his little brother’s shoulder. Luigi had shivered like crazy when he tried to hold him.

“What’s wrong with me?” Luigi whispered when the sensation passed after what felt like hours of crying, his body collapsing back into his bed.

Mario was pulling the sheets back up when he paused. The gears visibly spun in his head.

“Nothing that’s your fault.” He answered, fluffing up Luigi’s pillow.

“Mario…what happened?” His older brother doesn’t ask for clarification. He already knows what it means.

Mario had found him lost, confused, and scared in the Underwhere. While they wandered around the darkness, Luigi had filled him in on what he remembered, which was next to nothing. As Luigi described it, it was like he blinked and was suddenly in the afterlife.

The look on Mario’s face was inscrutable when he said that, and it only became less and less readable as he relayed what little he knew after they left Flipside. Something had happened, that much was clear, but how much of it that he was willing to explain to Luigi was an entirely different story.

That same indecipherable expression is on his brother’s face again, but the quick twitch of his mouth into a frown meant he wasn’t ready to budge on it just yet.

Mario slowly repeats, “Nothing that’s your fault.”

He finishes tucking his brother back to bed, wishes him goodnight, and promises to make him coffee just the way he likes it once he wakes again.

Luigi dreams about shattering hearts, blood spattered plants and endless voids.

[furggot]

Fandoms I’ll write for (and characters)

-TOH (basically anyone)

-SPM (specifically Dimentio bc my beloved)

-FNAF/ FNAF SB (basically anyone)

-FAITH (basically anyone)

-Pizza Tower (basically anyone)

-Will You Snail (Squid my beloved)

What I’ll write

- smut (unless the char is a minor)

- dark fics

- fluff

Other info (to be updated)

- I get no bitches

- I’m inconstant with posting

- I mostly use other sites

Not used to tumblr’s formatting since I haven’t been here in a while

[celestialpaperhaze]

This reminds me of the Ship of Theseus paradox…if all the parts are different, does the original remain? If someone loses their physical form and the memories that made them who they are, are they still themselves?

(I’m tagging the VTSOM fandom in this post now just because that’s a reference and it reminds me of a VTSOM fic I wrote)

Anyway, I’d argue in Tippi’s case that she is still the same person because she regains both aspects of herself in the end. Maybe she’s changed a little from her experiences, but she’s still her, just like Count Bleck is still Blumiere deep down, even when he tries to suppress that version of himself.

Come to think of it, Super Paper Mario seems to be as much about love as it is about change. Blumiere becomes the worst version of himself, though he’s redeemed in the end. Timpani literally undergoes a metamorphosis and is changed into a butterfly, though she’s also returned to her original state in the end.

Everything in SPM seems very dynamic, many of the villains don’t stay villains and you get a sense that the world(s) are just constantly evolving, as they have been for 3000+ years. Maybe that’s part of what makes the game’s story and world-building work so well!

Could Tippi be considered the same person as her past self when she has a different body and name with no memories of who she was?

I came up with this question when I was imagining what Sick from Kaiten Mutenmaru would say to torment Count Bleck if he had enough knowledge. Someone liked the idea so I decided to post it.

[snowyfrostshadows]

Catching up with an old friend.

Fun fact, this was actually my first set of sketches workshopping dialogue/need to get the plot bunny out of my system.

[ghostofafool]

Okay, so anyone here played up to chapter 4 of Super Paper Mario? Because Tippi is surprisingly rude to Squirps. It seems out of character for her. Like, she questions him on how he knows of the Pure Hearts, is generally rude to him in particular, and calls him an 'incontinent little imp'. My first few thoughts on this were: "Damn, Tippi! That's a little uncalled for! What did he do?"

The thing is, Francis literally kidnapped her last chapter. And, who's to say that she regained her memories in their original order? She might've remembered Blumiere's father attacking her while the heroes were fighting Francis. Add that to the kidnapping itself, and Timpani most likely has even more trauma than the audience thought.

So, when will someone write a fic where Timpani tells Blumiere about her adventures, but leaves out Chapter 3 because Blumiere doesn't need to add another person to his body count, and Blumiere finds out anyways? It would be a very interesting story. And would have to take place after SPM.