#sooner or later i'm gonna run out of all the simple WIPs though

[mrs-luigi-vargas]

WIP Wednesday

I mean to do these more often than I do but Wednesday is usually my busiest day of the week because its the day I actually have to do a work commute longer than the 10 feet from my bed to my desk XD

Anyway, when the year started I wanted to have the angsty aroace!Mario fic written for Valentine's Day/AroSpec Awareness Week but then I looked at what I had left to write for it and how much time I had and there was no way I was finishing it within that deadline, lmao. So I put it down and decided to work on some other WIPs instead; I have some outlines and ideas from late 2020/early 2021 that I can knock out real quick, with how much my writing skills have progressed. And it would be nice to actually put a tangible dent in my WIP pile for once. I already wrote two of them, and luckily I have a different aro!Mario WIP half-outlined that I can definitely write and finish in time for ASAW so I think I'm going to focus on that, now. It's not much to do with Mario being aro itself (aside from Peach being mad about amatonormativity for a bit, ha); it'll probably mostly be, like, platonic cuddling and junk. But it'll be nice to get another entry in the aro!Mario series after so long…It's really hard to get ideas for new fics for it :(

This also means I have to pause the WIP I was actively in the middle of working on, which was a late-2020 idea about Kamek accidentally shrinking himself and Mario deciding to mind him. Because I don't know if I'm looking in the wrong places or something, but its really hard to find fics where people are shrunken that aren't, like, Borrowers fusions or a vore thing. Which, no shade to either of those, but they aren't the vibe I'm after, haha. But I suspect the shared change in perspective and helpless vulnerability and having to trust someone who could just crush you if they wanted etc etc etc is still fueling it all regardless :)

So anyway here's some of the tiny!Kamek fic because I won't be working on it for a hot minute —

“Either that spell I’d cast was more powerful than I’d realized,” Kamek slowly said, “Or I somehow managed to shrink myself, instead.”

“...”

“I’d shrunk myself, didn't I.”

Mario’s mustache curled up in amusement. Kamek ground his teeth and fumed. Of all the stupid mistakes to make...!

Despite his magic reserves being low, Kamek reached into his sleeve for his wand; whether to put himself back to normal or knock the amusement off Mario’s face, he couldn't say. Either way, his hand came out empty. And it did so the second time Kamek rummaged in in his sleeve, and the third, and the fourth, and the — 

Absolutely not panicking, Kamek dove back into the tree hollow to overturn every dead leaf and stick pile and moss clump in search of his wand. He didn't find it, of course, and he spared a moment or two to just stand there, head in hands. With how today was going, he’d probably dropped it just after miscasting that spell. On the very dim bright side, though, at least he knew why his broom wasn't working; those enchantments weren't designed to play nice with these sort of shrinking spells. Kamek sighed. Curse Lord Bowser and his incessant, almost impossible demands...

Kamek lifted his head to find Mario peering through the opening of the tree hollow, watching him with a furrowed brow, considering Kamek’s misfortune. He backed up to allow Kamek to leave, and once Kamek stood upright, he extended a hand to him.

“I don't need your help,” Kamek snapped. Ignoring Mario’s hand, he turned on his heel, marched a few steps, tripped over a protruding bit of exposed bark, and lost his balance. His next step was on empty air, at a height borderline unsurvivable, with little but a broken broom to break his fall.

So he fell. And he hit the ground. Sooner than he’d expected, considering. Kamek unscrewed his eyes and found the surface he’d landed on was whiter than he’d expected, as well. And then it moved, and Kamek lost the little balance he’d been barely holding on to. Mario’s worried face filled Kamek’s vision, and he realized that he wasn't dead because Mario had caught him.

“...I suppose I should thank you,” Kamek eventually said, with no intention of thanking Mario. Mario huffed, but still watched him, lips pursed in thought. He was being quieter than usual, and that combined with the sudden awareness of just how vulnerable he was —  many fractions his size, unable to cast any spells, sitting on his archenemy’s palms high in the air — had Kamek swallowing nervously.

“You can put me down, now,” Kamek hesitantly said, because Mario was a good guy, and he would do that. For sure. Hopefully.

Except Mario didn't. Instead, he transferred Kamek to one hand, opened the front pocket of his overalls with the other, and dumped Kamek in there as if he was some common — 

Kamek struggled to right himself in the small, mostly enclosed space. “Wh — You —!” he sputtered. “How dare you — !”

Mario chuckled at Kamek’s indignation. The vibrations of it rumbled through Kamek's body, and the whole ‘you’re very tiny and powerless and more-or-less at your archenemy’s mercies right now’ dilemma screeched back to the forefront of Kamek’s mind. So he shut his mouth with a clack, thinking better of poking his head out of the pocket to give Mario a piece of his mind. Through the meager opening above him he saw Mario give him one last look before starting to move; with the way the world shifted probably meant he was at a brisk walk, down the forest path to who-knew-where.

Kamek sighed, making himself comfortable the best he could given the circumstances. Well... at least Mario wasn't likely to let Kamek get accosted by wildlife again. And besides, all Kamek had to do was wait until he could scrounge up enough magic to cast spells again; though he was still without his wand, he’d still be free to ditch Mario and make his own way back to the base for his spare wand and broom. And then he could make Mario pay for this indignity ten-fold.

[jojosthetic-boogaloo]

Hello honey! I'd like to request a matchup if you're not too busy! M, but I don't mind if you don't make a MoodBoard since I know it takes time❣ I'm an Italian girl, I have light brown hair and eyes, my skin is very pale (I get burnt easily during summer!) and I'm 5,5 ft tall. I love drawing and writing, one day I'd love to become either a writer or an animator! Regarding that, I also make small animations sometimes but I'm also very lazy, so I've never made a long one😂 (1/?)

Ahh, Scarlet!! How could I not make you a moodboard when my blog was made known thanks to you my dear! (;w;  ) I’m sorry I took time though, perks of being on finals week! (Don’t worry, I didn’t slack off on my studies!)

Now now, for your matchup, I had two flashes. The stronger one being a blatant, neon sign letter “JOSUKE” and another, a bit more subtle “Abbacchio tho” so! Here ya go sweet bun!

Josuke Higashikata!

He actually met you upon hearing a terrified squeal come from the treshold to the woods that were just about outside Morioh. Alarmed, he quickly set off to find whoever was in danger to help them. 

Imagine his confusion and surprise upon finding you, so early in the morning, with your legs now covered in dirt from falling down and a spider the size of half his palm sitting about half a meter away from you, at which you couldn’t peel your eyes off of, filled with terror.

When you took notice of his presence, he’d already gently rid of the spider, offering you a kind hand to get up. You were surprised to see such a handsome man offer you his help and even saving you from the dreadful spider. A small, first sight crush had nested inside your heart that day.

He asked what you were doing there, and when you answered sincerely that you just happened to be on a stroll and calmly taking pictures to take back home, he couldn’t help the small smile on his lips. He found you exceptionally sweet and gentle, by your words, your mannerisms and your little hobbies. You, as well, had caught his interest.

So when you had to part ways, he seemed to hesitate for a second, waving halfheartedly as he turned around. But not for long, since he turned around back to you once more and sprinted towards the direction you were marching on to quickly ask for a way to keep in contact.

So you did! Tons of texting at all times! Pictures of the beach early in the morning, of the very forest you’d found yourselves in that first day... You even occasionally sent him your WIP art for input! He loved it, always, so he didn’t really count as valid input. He didn’t make a great judge, okay, but how could you be mad at him, honestly, he supported you 100%.

Get ready for that point in a relationship in which it’s accepted to send long audio notes. Because oh boy, is Josuke gonna abuse that new feat with entire songs sung by himself onto his phone, maybe a bit too close for your ear’s comfort and maybe a bit too out of tune as well. You still couldn’t find this a bad trait in him. Your small crush had slowly developed into a big one, and you eagerly awaited waking up in the mornings solely because you knew he’d be typing away his good-morning to you sooner than later. What great way to start your days!

Josuke on his side, had a full on crush on you at this point. He wanted to tell you about it! But it wasn’t so easy since the matter at hand here was, well, you yourself. That was going to be complicated to deal with. So he asked his sweet mom for help!

Tomoko had been giving him a good lighthearted lecture on how to give subtle yet very clear signs to your crush that you like them. And he took it to heart! Next day you met up, he was going to try!

When you spot each other at the end of the street, you can’t help but run and leap into his arms, as he takes you into a strong, tight hug and spins you around while chuckling. When he gets you down to the floor again, you smile brightly at him, asking what you were going to do today.

“The forest we met on!” He stated, leaving you confused. Yet you complied, walking alongside him while exchanging casual chit chat between yourselves. 

Once you got there, you were confused as to why he had just sit down into the body of a fallen tree and patted the seat next to him for you to sit on. What did he plan out? 

Once you sat next to him, you saw him take a deep breath and pull out a small, paper notebook from his pant’s pocket, taking a small pencil he had abandoned in his jacket’s pockets and, after looking directly at you and giving you a small, full of emotion smile; he started writing something down in beautiful, practiced calligraphy.

When you leaned over to read it, you made out a simple, three word quote in the middle of the page.

“I love you.”

You gently leaned over and bumped your shoulder in his arm, giving him a timid look with flushed cheeks. “Same here, big boy.” You answered, earning a gentle and simple squeeze from his arm that casually and loosely surrounded your shoulder. 

“I’m damn glad.”

Leone Abbacchio!

Abbacchio just sees you as a very composed, well mannered, down to earth and still very cute person. Exactly the fresh change he needed.

He loves your personality. You have great leadership traits that you just don’t see yourself using to boss anyone around. You have a peculiar presence to yourself, and he admires that.

He loves watching you doodle away, but specifically; he’ll sit next to you when you write, whispering and asking you how it was going and if he could help in any way. He found it endearing when you shook your head and smiled at him in response almost every time.

He’ll take away the spiders for you! He just wants to see you happy and relaxed, no bug will disturb this state.

He just finds it incredibly amusing to see you falter when trying to get somewhere and not figuring out, for the life of you, the correct way. He’ll more than gladly offer you either his guiding hand or his arm for you to hold onto so you can find the correct path together.

As a fellow long haired user, he’ll be delighted if you teach him how to do hairdos or if you let him practice braiding your hair sometimes. 

You’re not delusional when you notice some pictures from your little strolls go missing without explanation. He keeps some extra shots that look similar to ones you already keep and smug them into his own room. Keeping those beautiful pictures with him feels almost like having a lucky charm on him. The peaceful places you visited and immortalized were now what kept his peace of mind.