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[trashyswitch]

When Cats Kill The Fear

Panic attacks can be terrifying...Luigi knows that all too well. So when Luigi is saved from falling, he's left confused as to who's holding him. Who is this person in yellow? Why are their sleeves all fluffy? And...are those cat claws?!

Small trigger warning for descriptions of panic attacks. Read at your own risk. This fanfic was suggested by @justalilgiddybibs, and indirectly suggested by @jessadamsdraws. I hope you enjoy!

I’m a failure…I’m just a shadow…I’ll never be as good as him…No one cares about me like they care about him…No one even wants to know me…Everyone treats me like a baby, and I’m sick of it! I’m not a nobody! I’m NOT A NOBODY! I EXIST TOO! MARIO IS NOT THE ONLY BROTHER! PLEASE NOTICE ME! 

Oh god…Everything’s going blurry…I can’t focus on anything in the room…So many colors, it’s overwhelming…There’s heavy weight on my chest…It hurts to breathe. It feels like an elephant is laying on my chest…I need to breathe heavier to make up for it. 

But it isn’t working…I feel light-headed from breathing so hard…It’s making everything worse. Why does my hand hurt-? Oh…I’m scratching it raw…that makes sense. 

Help…I feel my knees giving out…I’m gonna fall! NO! The hard ground is gonna hurt! 

Hard ground…it’s coming…

…It should be coming…right? 

G…Ground…? 

N…No hard ground? Why can’t I feel the ground? 

Wait…I feel…arms? Whose arms? What color are they? 

They’re yellow…Why are they yellow? I don’t know a person who wears yellow. Who is this? 

“Shh-shh-shhhh…”

I widen my eyes. Mario? Is that you?! Why are you wearing yellow? I never see you wearing yellow! 

“It’s okay, I’m right here.” 

Mario is here…I’m not alone. Mario cares. He has always cared about me…

I wrap my arms around Mario and let out a shaky breath of relief. Mario had saved me from falling and hitting my head. I’m safe in his arms.  

I feel Mario hugging me back. His yellow clothes are very comfy. I feel my eyesight getting better. I’m able to see more than just the random colors. I look down at Mario's back, and widen my eyes when I see it…

A waving cat tail…? 

Wait…Why does Mario have a tail?! 

“M-Mario?...” I call. 

“Yes, Lu?” He replied. 

I reach my arm out and touch the yellow tail attached to my brother. “Am…Am I losing it?” I ask him. 

“No. What’s going on?” He asked. 

“Then-” I took off my glove and felt it. It was real! “Why on earth, do you have a cat tail?!” I finally asked. 

Mario let go of me to reveal his costume and wagged the cat tail. He was wearing a yellow onesie with a hood with cat ears. “I’m a cat.” He explained. 

I didn’t know whether to burst out laughing, or coo with cuteness overload. “I-” I lifted my hat up and scratched my head. “Why are you wearing a fur suit?!” I asked. 

Mario giggled. “It’s a powerup.” Mario admitted to me. “It’s the powerup I used to beat Donkey Kong.” He admitted. 

“You beat a gorilla…by dressing as a cat…” I clarified, not at all believing him. 

“I did! I skittered all around him-” He reenacted it in front of me. “And I scratched him on the face a few times! This powerup is sweet.” Mario told me. 

I think for a moment. “If you’re dressed like a cat…and you have claws like a cat…” I smirked. “Does that mean you act like a cat too?” I asked next. 

Mario rolled his eyes. “I don’t know. I’ve only used it once, Lu.” Mario admitted. 

I smile as I wipe the leftover tears from my own eyes. “Can…Can I try?” I ask. 

Mario shrugged his shoulders. “Sure! Whatever helps you feel better.” He told me. 

I scooted myself closer to him and looked at his back. I brought up my hand to pet his back, but…I retreated it with an embarrassed laugh. “Sorry, this is really weird…” I admitted.

Mario chuckled. “Yeah, I imagine.” 

I reached out my hand closer to his back…but I made the mistake of looking at Mario’s face. Something about seeing Mario’s face surrounded by the yellow fur of a cat, made it look like he was being eaten alive by the cat suit. 

I dropped my hand down as laughter bursted out of me. “Ihit’s so hard to take you seriously when all I see is your face!” I admitted. 

Mario wheezed and hung his head as well, bursting out in his own laughter. “Ihihis ihit really that hard?!” He asked. 

I attempted to pull myself together. But…One little look at the suit…And I had thrown myself onto the floor, busting out in even more laughter. “Sohohorry! Gohod-” I reacted, my voice squeaking slightly. 

I rubbed my eye as I let myself laugh. The entire cat suit powerup thing was way too hard for me to properly process. All I kept thinking was ‘De yellow cat go mew’ and ‘Cat bro so kawaii’. It was next to impossible to take him seriously. 

Though, I had to admit…It felt amazing to just laugh till my stomach hurt. It felt so relieving after my panic attack. Mario’s cat costu- powerup, had already helped cheer me up. Even then, this was only the beginning. There was so much I could do to explore. 

I finally sat up and wiped a few tears out of my eyes. I was still giggling…but thankfully, I was calming down at least a little bit. It took me a second to realize Mario was holding up something in his hand. It looked like an old-fashioned bell you’d put on a cow. Or a bell you’d have at the end of a cat toy. But the only difference was…it had beady black eyes. 

“Whahat-” I blinked a few times and looked at Mario. 

“Take it.” Mario told me. 

“What is it?” I asked. 

“It’s the cat powerup.” Mario told me. 

“Oh…” I responded. I bit my lip and slowly brought my finger out to poke it. When I felt my finger touch it, I felt a surge of power overcome my body. It was so quick and so overwhelming, I didn’t know what to do with myself. But I gasped as the power calmed down. 

“Meow!” I heard. 

Wait…that was my- I widened my eyes and covered my mouth. Did I just do that?! Did I just meow?! Oh NO! That’s so embarrassing! 

I looked up at Mario, likely visibly embarrassed. But Mario smiled at me. “Meow!” He replied back to me. 

For some strange reason…his meow made me feel a little bit better about it. I instinctively uncovered my mouth and let out a guffaw. “I couldn’t control that! That was instinctual, I swear!” I reacted. 

Mario laughed. “I know, right?! It leaves your mouth before you can comprehend it!” He admitted. 

“It really does!” I agreed, still surprised. 

Mario stretched out his front paws, in almost a ready position. “You in the mood for a good ol’ fashioned cat fight?” Mario asked me. 

I smirked and got myself ready in virtually the same position. “You betcha~” I replied excitedly. 

The last thing I processed was Mario’s smirk towards me. And then the cat fight had begun. Mario tackled me to the ground while I rolled myself over and bapped Mario in the chest to get him off. Mario ran a good two feet away, and reached his right paw out to bap me. “Dooon’t you do it.” Mario warned. 

I smirked and slowly walked myself closer to him. “Oooh, I just might~” I teased. 

Mario smirked and raised his paw higher. “I’m warning you!” 

I swished my tail with excitement, before tackling Mario to the ground. “Warn me better next time!” I declared happily. 

Mario let out a cat-like cry, before kicking me with his back paws. “NO!” He shouted, bringing his head closer and showing his teeth. 

I smirked and rubbed my face and ears into Mario’s belly. 

I heard Mario wheeze and felt him bap my head in an attempt to get my head away. “WAHAITNAhahahaha! Luhu- nahahaha!” Mario laughed. 

“Looks like the kitty cat’s still ticklish~” I teased, gently fluttering the claws against his belly for good measure. 

Mario actually squealed, and rolled himself over to try and cover himself up. But little known fact about Mario: His back sides were ALSO very ticklish! And being his twin brother, I knew that fact all too well. 

So naturally, like any other brother would, I took advantage of the exposed area. 

“MAMA WAHAHAHAA!” Mario shrieked like a little girl, and wiggled around like a turtle stuck on its back!

I bursted out laughing. “Did you seriously forget about this spot?” I asked. 

“HAHAHAHAHA- YEHEHEHESSS!” Mario shouted. 

I couldn’t help but laugh at his struggle. “You really didn’t think any of this through, did you?” I asked with a giggle. 

Mario shook his head amidst his laughter. “NOHOHOHO.” He replied. 

I suddenly yelped as Mario pushed me off with his foot and flipped himself over. “Noho mohohore…Plehehease…” He muttered. 

I chuckled and scratched the back of my head. “Right…I forgot…you never could handle much tickling…” I admitted. 

I watched as Mario shook his head and huffed. “Gosh…I know you like to play, but…” He wiped off his sides. “Be careful.” He cleared his throat. “You know how anxious I get…” 

I widened my eyes in worry. Anxious? Did-Did I make Mario anxious?! 

No…Oh god…I messed up! I shouldn’t have tickled him!  

I wrap my clawed hands around myself and bring my knees up to my chest. How could I have made such a preventable mistake?! The playful tickling is too much for him to handle! Luigi, you know that! You know he can’t handle it! 

You’ve known since we were children! 

But-...But it was a spur of the moment thing…Mario started being playful with you first…

NO. Luigi, you need to stop doing what your heart wants to do! Think with your head! 

If you don’t…then you’ll throw him into an anxiety attack as well!

Experiencing an anxiety attack because of your own thoughts is one thing…

But putting someone else into an anxiety attack because of your thoughts too?! That’s unacceptable! Inexcusable! Selfish, even! 

Oh no…Luigi, you’re doing it again. Stop thinking these thoughts. You don’t want to go back to square one, right? 

Don’t be so stupid! You know better!

Come on, Luigi…Pull yourself together! Come on! Breathe! For the love of god-

…?

…H-Huh?

…..What-...

I feel…W-Warm…It’s…fl-fluffy? What is- 

“Shhh shhh shhh…It’s okay…” 

Mario…Mario’s voice…It’s soft…quiet…

I feel warm…cozy…What’s making me feel so comfy? 

I look down, and see a red blanket. Red…Mario’s favorite color…It’s his blanket…He’s letting me use it…It smells like him too…

Hm? I feel something hugging me…Hands? Arms? Who’s holding me? It feels…nice. 

I look up to see Mario’s red shirt. “It’s okay, Lu. It’s okay…I got you.” 

I smile. Mario’s here. It’ll be okay. It’s okay, Luigi...You’re okay. 

“There you go…” I hear him say. 

My heart isn’t beating as heavily…My breathing has slowed…I feel…a little more calm…more safe…

“You okay, Lu?” I hear. 

I bite my lip and look up at Mario as best I can. “Did I make you anxious?” I ask him. 

Mario shook his head. “No. You didn’t.” He replied. 

I frown. “I almost did…” I told him. 

“What do you mean?” I hear him ask. 

“I could’ve…” I shove my face into the red blanket. 

I hear Mario sigh and pull me closer. “You didn’t make me anxious…If anything, your tickles kind of surprised me a little bit.” I heard him say. 

I open my eyes a small bit. “They…didn’t make you anxious?” I asked, still fearful of what I might’ve done to him. 

“Not even a little bit.” Mario said back. 

Wait…I don’t understand. “Y-You said-” 

“Luigi…” I feel him rub my back. “There’s a huge difference between being surprised, and being anxious.” He told me. “I think I may have used the word ‘anxious’ in the wrong context…” He admitted. “But…I want to tell you…” I felt as Mario let me go slightly and fixed the blanket on my shoulders. “You did not make me anxious.” 

Every little brick that was balancing on my shoulders, had slowly fell off my shoulders. It felt like I could properly breathe again. The warmth and comfort Mario was giving me…was helping me exponentially. 

“You feeling better, Lu?” Mario asked me. 

I smiled and nodded my head. “Y-Yeah…” I admitted softly. 

*knock, knock, knock* 

“Mario? Luigi? Are you in there?” Someone called. 

Mario widened his eyes. “Peach!” He reacted. 

PEACH?! 

“SHOOT!” I pushed myself out of Mario’s grip and threw the blanket off myself. I fixed my hair and threw my hat onto my head quickly. “Come on, Mario.” I grabbed Mario’s hand. 

“Luigi hold oOOAAH!” Mario shrieked as I pulled him up onto his feet. “Geez…Okay.” 

I heard him rub his overalls free of any dirt while I ran up to open the door. “Hello Princess!” I greeted. 

Peach crossed her arms. “Took you long enough…” She teased. “What were you two up to?” She asked. 

I bit my lip, and struggled to come up with an excuse. I didn’t really want Peach to find out we were cuddling…

“I was about to give Luigi the biggest revenge attack ever.” Mario declared right beside me. I lit up. “Y-Yeah! That!” I said…only for me to realize what I just said ‘yes’ to. 

“What kind of revenge?” Peach asked me. 

I could feel the sweat dripping down my forehead. “U-Uh…” I hesitantly tried to protest. 

“The ticklish kind~” He teased me with the biggest grin on his face. I squeaked as my eyes fell upon Mario’s wiggling, villainous fingers. 

They were torturous to watch…Just wiggling��ready to pounce and cover me in overwhelming ecstasy. 

Before I could properly process my inevitable doom, I felt Mario’s hands grab my wrists while the smaller, gloved fingers of the Princess began to skitter and squeeze my sides and belly. If I knew THIS was gonna happen, I would’ve waited an extra 5 minutes before getting off Mario. 

But…alas…I was wrong…

And so I must pay the price with my laughter…

[weegee-simp69]

Super Mario Tickle Headcanons

Mario:

Ler leaning switch

Very ticklish

Initiates tickle fights if he’s in the mood

He’s very soft, but will still absolutely wreck his lee if they deserve it

He doesn’t mind the lee getting revenge

Good luck, though, he’s very competitive so he’s not just gonna let them get revenge or win

Very giggly and wiggly when tickled

His laugh is very high pitched and hiccup-y

He’s a teasy little bitch and will laugh along with his victim

His death spots are his neck, stomach, and feet

Uses his mustache to his advantage sometimes

Luigi:

LEE LEE LEE

EXTREMELY TICKLISH EVERYWHERE

Literally poke his belly, and he’ll jump

He’ll try to tickle someone but if they get their hands on him, it’s over

Death spots are stomach and mainly his outie bellybutton

He’s very squirmy, but suspiciously never actually tries to break free

He loves being tickled but would never admit it. Literally something that Guantanamo Bay couldn’t get out of him. Maybe if he was tickled enough.. HE’D ALWAYS DENY IT AFTERWARD THOUGH BC HE ABSOLUTELY DOES NOT LOVE IT

He’s Mario’s number one victim obviously

Hates loves raspberries

His laugh can be very loud, and go high pitched if you get a good spot

He also snorts

He’ll cover his face in embarrassment so make sure to pin his arms down or above his head bc he’s also ten times more ticklish when restrained

Teases absolutely kill him

Peach:

Ler

Tries to act like tickling is below her, but she can’t help tickling Mario when given the chance

Moderately ticklish

Always covers her mouth when she laughs

Mario turns into an absolute lee when she tickles him

Doesn’t have a death spot but her ribs will get her laughing a bit harder

She found out Mario was ticklish, and pretended to act like it was childish, but absolutely wrecked him later that night

She’s a very soft tickler, and her nails help her out a lot

She’s very strong so sometimes she’ll help either Mario or Luigi by holding the other down to get wrecked

Bowser:

L E R

Actual tickle monster

Not very ticklish at all

Literally just like, his chin, but that’s it

Very cruel ler

Will absolutely pin his lee down, and go to town on their entire body

Likes to wrap his victims in a bear hug, and squeeze their sides

Teases tf out of his victim

Luigi is also his number one victim

His tail wags happily when destroying his lee

Tried to tickle Peach once, got punched

Tried to tickle Mario once, same result

Peach was more sympathetic about the punch

Likes a good chase bc he’s evil and knows the lee will get caught

He always knows when to stop, but as long as the lee is still breathing, he will not stop

A safe word is recommended with him

Recommended by him

Luigi tried to tickle him once, instant regret

[kanene-yaaay]

Ya know what time is it

EXACTLY

❤️ RANDOM SUPER MARIO BROTHERS TICKLE HEADCANON'S TIME 💚

So let's go let's go:

I will forever fight for the idea that Mario is the biggest tickle monster when it comes to Luigi. Tickling him when he needs some cheering up, squeezing his sides when Luigi is feeling too nervous and need some encouraging to do a task or a little less ox anxious thoughts in his head, poking and poking and dodging from Luigi's protesting hands only to scribble on his tickle spots until he is ""convinced"" to join Mario in another adventure (he was already going to do it on the first place, but sometimes he can't help but pretend to put a bit of a grumpy fight), getting random tickle hugs just because Mario felt like a tickle monster today...

BUT

I think Luigi is the king of accidental tickles.

Sometimes he doesn't even know what he is doing! He is already very physically affectionate so it's only natural that when he pokes and prods Mario's stomach sometimes his hands will slip and hit a tickle spot without meaning to, or when he gives him a big hug and a nice squeeze his fingers will accidentally dig on his sides or he will try to give his bro an encouraging knee-squeeze it will just lay right on that place that makes Mario snort and etc etc

He doesn't even realize it, most of the time! He seems to have a hidden skill to find everyone's secret tickle spots because everyone swears that they weren't even that ticklish before knowing him the first place!

But, here is the thing: Luigi is playful, and quite determined too, especially when it comes to the people he cares about.

So he may get one or two unexpected giggles w his tickly accidents, but, the moment he realizes what is happening and why the person he is hugging is smiling and tittering? Ohhh, it's over! Rip rip

That only makes harder for Mario because the tickles are already the most unexpected as they could be and you add having to hid your surprised squeal to not activate your little bro's inner tickle monster? Good luck w that! Rip our dear Mario fr qgfwdwvwhvwfwc

Toad gives me the vibes of someone who would start tickle fight in the most unappropriate moments (like when Peach is in an important, royal meeting and can NOT start giggling non stop in the middle of it, EXCUSE me, Toad) and use his heigh and speed to NYOOOM his way out of trouble and hid behind Mario, who is more than ready to accept anyone's fight as his own and have like 50/50 of chance to help him to escape/tickle the person (especially if that person is Peach because.... her ... her giggles ♡) OR help to catch him. Toad is laughing like a gremlin the entire time XD

Anyway I can't stop thinking about them and tickles and giggles thank you for coming to my ted talk

(also.... a minute of your attention:

Mario and Luigi and cheer up tickles

that is it)

[redgbasp]

I haven’t seen anyone post about this but here’s jerry’s original dialogue vs the remake!

[retrogamingblog2]

[paulthebukkit]

one of the best lines in ttyd imo

[papermariosuggestion]

[linkerarts]

POV: You're about to ask Goombella to use Tattle 📗✨

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Tumblr Tuesday: Paper Mario Vivian Fanart

Hello to you, especially if you're still celebrating last week's Trans Day of Vivian. Obviously, some other cool stuff happened in the reboot of The Thousand-Year Door. But if we're honest, the real win is Vivian's restored trans identity.

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[trashyswitch]

Cozy Snuggles & Cheerful Cackles

Mario, Peach, Luigi and Daisy are walking around the pink, precious snowy area known as Fluff-Puff Peaks. While the others are having a snowball fight, Mario offers Prince Florian a warm spot in his shirt. But Mario quickly begins to regret this when Prince Florian's mischievous side starts to come out...

This fanfic was suggested by my hispanic friend Loody! ¡Espero que estés pasando un día maravilloso! ¡Gracias por las reflexivas palabras! Me ofrecería a traducir toda la historia al español, pero... el traductor de Google no es del todo confiable. Así que me disculpo.

But despite that, I hope you enjoy!

Mario, Peach, Daisy and Luigi were walking around the Fluff-Puff Peaks. It was a wintery landscape with fluffy, pink clouds in the sky. It was absolutely gorgeous to look at. The fluffy clouds reminded him of pink, fluffy sweaters that were meant to keep you warm while you were playing in the snow. Though Mario was used to this amount of snow, seeing the snow mixed with all the pretty pink clouds made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. 

…Or maybe that was because Prince Florian happened to be snuggled up against his neck…

“You comfy, Florian?” Mario asked. 

“Mm hmm…” He mumbled softly. 

Mario chuckled at his soft response, and kept walking. Despite the red man being quite underdressed for the cold, Mario was surprisingly comfortable. It was cool for sure, but it didn’t make him chilled. It felt rather nice, actually. 

“Awww…” Peach giggled into her glove and pointed to Florian against his neck. 

“I gotta say, I am having so much trouble finding out who’s Prince Florian’s favorite.” Daisy teased, nudging Peach. 

Mario rolled his eyes at her and looked down at Prince Florian. “You’re just jealous.” Mario teased, looking up at Daisy with a smirk. 

Daisy gasped and huffed. “Jealous?! Why, you little-” Daisy gasped and froze suddenly as she felt something cold hit her on the back. She suddenly looked at the person behind her out of the corner of her eye, and scowled. “Do it again…” She warned, before turning to face her new foe. “I dare you.” 

The green twin smirked and threw another snowball at her, landing it on her chest. Daisy looked down at the snow that now coated her chest, before looking up at Luigi with an evil, mischievous smirk. She picked up some snow and turned it into a ball. “So that’s how it’s gonna be?” She asked, before throwing the snowball at him. 

Luigi covered his face with his arms, stopping the snowball from exploding on his face. He picked up some more snow, and made a snowball. “I challenge you to a duel!” He declared, pointing to her with the snowball in his hand. 

His confidence was quickly rescinded thanks to a single snowball to the chest. “Challenge accepted!” She yelled back, before throwing two snowballs at the exact same time towards him. Luigi squeaked as both the snowballs hit his back. A snowball fight had quickly commenced. 

Mario shook his head with a chuckle at his brother’s mischief. 

Peach giggled with her hand over her mouth. “They’re always getting into trouble.” She reacted. “I’m surprised you’re not joining them.” She admitted. 

Mario pointed to Prince Florian. “No way I’m throwing snowballs if he’s sleeping on me.” Mario told him. 

Peach smiled. “I can take him, if you want.” Peach offered. 

“The prince? Or Luigi?” Mario asked for clarification. 

Peach giggled. “The prince. Then you can take care of Luigi.” She replied. 

Mario waved his hand. “Nah…I’m alright to watch. But you should join in.” Mario encouraged her. 

Peach smirked. “You know what? You’re right.” She replied. She picked up some snow, turned it into a ball and threw it at Daisy. 

Daisy turned around the moment she felt the ball hit her arm. “Finally decided to join in, toadstool?” She asked with a smirk, throwing her snowball up and down like a baseball. 

“You bet, carrot top.” She replied, molding her snow into another ball. 

“CARROT TOP?!” Daisy reacted. 

Luigi snickered a little bit. “Careful calling her that…I made that mistake once, and only once.” Luigi warned. 

While the playful snow fight continued, Mario carefully sat himself down in the snow and watched Prince Florian for a bit. Though he knew the prince would wake up when he heard the commotion, he still found him rather endearing when he was asleep. He was the sweetest, most gentle little wiggler he’d ever met…and he’d come across thousands of wigglers in his lifetime!

Soon, Prince Florian started to wake up. He fluttered his eyes open, and looked up at Mario. “Hi Mario.” He greeted. 

Mario smiled. “Hi Florian. Sleep well?” He asked. 

“Mhm…” He admitted. “It’s getting cold though…” He admitted. 

Mario hummed and unbuttoned his shirt slightly. “Wanna hop in?” He asked, opening his collar slightly. 

Prince Florian widened his eyes and smiled brightly. “R-Really?! Are you sure?” He asked, slightly hesitant. Mario nodded his head. “I’m sure! It’ll be extra warm and cozy there.” Mario told him. 

Prince Florian clapped its hands together. “Okay! Thank you!” He crawled into the collar and down his chest to his heat-radiating belly. 

Mario tensed up and jumped slightly. He anticipated his crawling to be somewhat ticklish, but knew he would stop and curl in a few seconds later. 

From inside, Prince Florian felt like he was being coated with the perfect amount of warmth. “Wow! I see what you mean!” Florian reacted before shoving his face deep into Mario’s belly like a curious dog. 

Mario jumped and let out a full bout of laughter. “eeEK! BAhahahaha! C-Cahahareful, it tickles.” He told him. 

Prince Florian lifted his head up with wide eyes, the red shirt covering his head like a hat. “You’re ticklish?!” Prince Florian asked with excitement dripping from his voice. 

Mario bit his lip. “Yeah, a little. So please be careful.” Mario told him, slightly nervous, but trusting enough to leave him be. Florian was a sweet prince, who most likely wouldn’t tickle him unless given permission…or so, Mario would like to believe. Surely he’ll be careful now, right?

Prince Florian snuggled his face into his belly and made himself still. He couldn’t fully understand how someone could radiate so much warmth…he was like a living campfire! And boy, was it a delight!

But what was more of a delight, was that his human campfire…was very ticklish. And though Mario told him to be careful, he never did say how long he had to be careful for. So by that logic…Prince Florian could be careful for only 10 seconds, before unleashing the ultimate tickle attack on him…and he would still be considered perfectly innocent. 

That sneaky little wiggler���Mario had no clue what was coming…

…That was, until he heard a gasp followed by a surprisingly large raspberry against his belly! 

“eeEEHAAAHAHAHAhahahaha!” Mario’s back flopped to the ground as he held his head with his right hand, letting out surprising bouts of laughter. “HEhehehey! Whahahat ahahare yohou-” Mario gasped as another raspberry filled his ticklish belly. “NAHAHAHahahahahaaa! Ihihi sahahaid behe carefuhuhul!” Mario told him. 

“But I WAS careful!” Florian reacted. “But you never said I had to continue being careful~” Florian reminded him.

Mario’s laughter turned into giggles soon after. “Keheep doing that, and you’ll lose your warm spot.” Mario told him. 

Prince Florian smirked and poked his belly. “You should’ve thought of how ticklish you were, before showing me the warm spot.” He reminded him. 

Mario jumped and chuckled with his right eye closed. “Ihihi thohought yohou'd be cahaharefuhul.” Mario admitted. 

“Well, that was your first mistake.” Prince Florian said with a smirk before blowing another raspberry onto his belly. 

“WaitWAIT-WAAHAHAHAHAHahaha!” Mario cackled, rolling onto his left side and kicking his feet a little bit. “F-FlohorianholdoHOHOOON! eeEEEHEHEEEHEEHEEK!” Mario squealed and giggled, shaking his head and covering his mouth with his right hand while pounding his fist into the snow with his left. 

“Aww, what’s going on over here?” Peach asked, sitting down on the right side of Mario. Apparently their snowball fight had stopped the moment Mario’s laughter filled the air. 

Luigi noticed the bump in his shirt. “Looks like the prince made himself comfy on his belly.” Luigi teased, poking Prince Florian’s back from the outside in. 

Prince Florian jumped and laughed. “I know you’re there, Luigi!” Prince Florian reacted before resuming his tickle attack on Mario.

“Mario’s ticklish?!” Daisy reacted, kneeling down and watching Mario wiggle around in the snow. “How have I never known this?!” Daisy asked next, shocked. 

Peach smirked. “I guess so.” She replied. 

Luigi laughed. “Hey Florian: A little word of advice from his evil twin brother:” Luigi mentioned, looking at Mario. 

His smirk brightened the moment he saw the slight glare that filled Mario’s eyes. “DOHON’T YOU DAHAHARE!” Mario shouted. 

“The left side of his belly is much worse than the right.” Luigi said. 

“LUYOU-GAHAHAhahahaha!” Mario shouted, before falling back into more laughter. 

Peach giggled and poked his right side. “Is that so?” Peach asked. 

Mario jumped. “Peachdohohon’t!” Mario giggled. 

Luigi raised his eyebrow at Peach. “Do you realize you’re poking the wrong side?” Luigi asked. 

Peach smirked. “Yeah. Maybe I wanted to~” She teased. 

Luigi chuckled and looked at Mario’s belly. Just seeing his brother’s belly had immediately helped him remember something. “Oh, I forgot! His belly button’s pretty bad too.” Luigi mentioned. “Dad would always tickle right where his belly button was, anytime he was reaching up to grab something or hold something up.” Luigi added. 

“LU SHUHUHUT UHUP!” Mario shouted. 

“Thanks, Luigi!” Prince Florian took in another deep breath and blew another raspberry specifically on top of his belly button. 

“DOHON’T- HAHAHAHAhahahaha!” Mario cackled, trying not to hug his own belly for fear of squishing the Flower Prince. 

“Taking my advice already?” Luigi asked Prince Florian. 

Prince Florian giggled. “You bet!” He replied proudly. “How did you know!?” He asked next. 

Luigi chuckled. “Eh…Just a hunch.” Luigi mentioned. 

Daisy laughed a bit when she saw how flustered Mario was getting. “His cheeks are almost the same shade as his shirt!” She reacted. 

Luigi chuckled. “Yeah…he gets like that. He was teased about his rosy cheeks all throughout middle school.” Luigi said as he poked Mario’s cheek playfully. “And I believe throughout high school too.” He added.

“Yohohohou’re thehe wohohohorrst!” Mario complained. 

Peach smirked and picked up Mario’s wrists. “How bad are his armpits?” Peach asked, looking over at Luigi. “PeachNO-!” Mario yelled, pulling on his hands.

Luigi snickered. “Not as ticklish, but still pretty good.” He replied eagerly. 

Peach shrugged her shoulders and gently dug her left fingers into his left armpit. “Good enough for me.” 

Mario squeaked and snorted, before giggling a little louder. “Wahahait-HAHAhaha! Nohohohoho!” Mario giggled. 

Luigi hummed and snapped his fingers when he heard the snort. “Right! I forgot to mention too: He also snorts when tickled long enough.” He explained. “Mario turns into a giggly little mess when his armpits are touched or tickled.”

Mario giggled and kicked his feet, tugging on his arms. “Shuhuhuhut uhuhuhuhup! Yohohohou guhuhuhuys suhuhuck!” Mario whined. 

Luigi just chuckled at his brother’s failure to stop him, before poking his vulnerable upper ribs. “Come on, Mario. Is it really that bad?” He asked with a mix of curiosity. 

Mario nodded his head mid-laughing fit. “Yehehehes! Whahahahat dohoho yohou thihihihink!?” He reacted. 

“I don’t know…it doesn’t look ticklish enough.” Luigi teased, before poking his upper ribs again. “Want some help, royal tickle monsters?” Luigi asked. 

Peach looked at Luigi, slightly worried. “I don’t know. I think he’s laughing enough.” Peach admitted. 

“I guess…” Luigi muttered. 

“He could be laughing harder though.” Daisy added. 

Daisy’s words reminded Luigi of something extra. He hummed and looked at Peach and Daisy. “Have you ever heard Mario cackle before?” Luigi asked. 

Daisy gasped. “No, I haven’t! Does he cackle like a witch?!” She asked excitedly. 

“Not quite…” Luigi responded. 

“Aww…” Daisy muttered, disappointed. 

“But he does have an amazing cackle.” Luigi added. “Getting him to snort is pretty good. But getting him to cackle?” Luigi smirked. 

Mario groaned. “LUIHIHIGI SHUT IHIHIHIT!” Mario shouted. 

Luigi snickered at Mario’s outburst. “You get him to cackle, and you will have hit the biggest Mario-themed jackpot known to mankind.” Luigi explained. 

Peach giggled. “That is pretty tempting…” She teased.

“Let’s do it!” Daisy reacted, throwing her fists in the air. “How can I help?” she asked. 

Luigi smiled and got up. “You can tickle him. I’m just gonna watch and give my two-cents.” Luigi told him. 

“Really?” Prince Florian asked, popping his head out from the right, lower side of Mario’s shirt. 

Daisy raised an eyebrow as she went for the other armpit. “You’re giving us all this advice, but you’re not even gonna tickle him yourself?!” She asked, surprised. 

“Nah.” Luigi replied. “Just telling you all that has already earned me a good 30 minutes of tickles. So if I were to tell you all that AND THEN tickle him-” 

“YOHOHOHOU’LL BEHEHEHE DEHEHEAD! YOHOHOU’RE DEHEHEAD!” Mario shouted at him. 

Luigi pointed to Mario. “See? He’s gonna only worsen his punishment on me if I tickle him as well.” Luigi responded to the princesses. 

“But if you’re gonna get tickled anyway…” “FLOHOHOHORIAN-” 

“Don’t interrupt, Mario.” Prince Florian poked his right side, leaving Mario laughing all over again. Then, he looked back at Luigi and continued. “But if you’re gonna get tickled anyway, then why not risk it and help out?” Prince Florian asked. 

“He has a point, Honey.” Daisy replied. 

“There’s no point! You’re so close to getting him to cackle.” Luigi told him. 

“We are?!” Peach asked. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE-!” Mario shouted. “IHIHIHI’M GOHOHONNA DIHIHIEEEHEEE!” Mario shouted. 

Florian gasped and snuggled himself back into his red shirt before blowing one more big raspberry onto the left, most ticklish side of his belly. Mario gasped and squealed loudly…“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA-” He laughed loudly, before finally letting out a long bout of cackly laughter. 

“There we go!” Luigi reacted, before clapping his hands and laughing himself. “Yohohohou dihihid ihit!” He added.

Daisy paused her tickling and stared at Mario with shock in her eyes. “Oh wow…He sounds so happy!” She reacted.

Peach had gasped and stopped her own fingers. Slowly, a little warm expression filled her face as she held her chest, almost as if experiencing cuteness overload from his cackles alone. 

Florian had climbed out of Mario’s shirt and was currently clapping his front paws with a big smile on his face. “What a laugh!” He reacted, laughing himself. 

Luigi was smiling brightly, bursting into louder laughter. “Ohoho mygod…” He hung his head and held his knees as he let out another bout of laughter. “His laugh is the best…” He muttered to himself mid-giggle, rubbing a tear from his eye before bursting into another fit of laughter. 

“I’ll say! I love it!” Prince Florian reacted.

Daisy was looking at Luigi, poking his cheek. “Oho my gosh! I didn’t know the jackpot included some squeegee giggles!” Daisy reacted. 

Luigi squeaked as his cheeks grew red in mere seconds. “Dahahaisy shush!” Luigi reacted, pushing against her cheek.

Daisy just laughed at his reaction. “Cutie~” She teased, poking the side of his temple gently.

Luigi calmed his laughter down, before looking down with a flustered little pouty face. This only made Daisy laugh even more. 

Meanwhile, Prince Florian sat down beside Mario. “You okay?” He asked, placing a hand on Mario’s belly. Mario jumped and hugged his side, pushing Florian’s paw away. “Dohohon’t tohouch. Ihit still tickles.” Mario reacted. 

Florian smirked and poked his side a couple times. “Oh really?” He asked. 

Mario pushed his paw away and pointed his index finger at him. “Don’t you start.” Mario warned with a smirk. 

“Or what?” Florian asked. Mario grabbed Florian, laid him on his back and tickled his belly. “Or I’ll get you back.” Mario declared. 

“eeEEHEHEEEK HAhahahaha!! Mahariohoho!” Prince Florian reacted.

Meanwhile, Peach was giggling and still looking at Mario with the most love-struck look you had ever seen. Mario’s laughter, mixed with Mario’s mischief and playfulness towards Florian…was making her experience those special feelings she rarely ever felt. 

Daisy had quickly noticed this, and gently punched her shoulder. “Look at this lovey-dovey goon. Does Peachy-poo have a crush on Mario?” Daisy asked. 

Peach gasped and held her shoulder. “What?! No!” She attempted to argue, but to no avail.

“Oh really~?” Daisy poked her cheek. “Cause that face is something me the whoooole truth.” She teased. 

Peach grunted and started poking and squeezing Daisy’s sides and belly to get back at her. “Says the one with the biggest crush on Luigi.” Peach teased. 

“eeEEK! NOHohoho shuhut ihihihihihit!” Daisy reacted. 

‘Not until you do, flower-face!” Peach teased, poking her a few more times…only to get snow shoved into her face by Daisy. Only THEN did Peach stop her tomfoolery. 

Though, let’s face it: the entire clan of heroes are a bunch of playful hooligans who will always take a moment to play around and tease each other. After all: what’s an adventure without a little harmless fun?! 

[weegee-simp69]

Settling Arguments

{Mario and Luigi are fighting over a video game, their dad thinks they’re acting like children, so he decides the only way to settle this childish argument, is to challenge them with something childish..}     “YOU CHEATED!” Luigi yelled.

“I won fair and square! You’re just jealous cause you’re bad!” Mario yelled back. 

The bros were currently chasing each other through their family’s apartment. They ended up at a stand still at the edges of the dining table both trying to guess the other’s next moves.

“No! I had you weakened and you moved out of the way of my shot!” Luigi pointed.

“Sorry I know how to squid roll properly!”

“I do, too!”

“That’s why you end up doing a normal jump and get killed a lot huh?” Mario smirked.

“Whatever! Plus you held onto the rainmaker way longer than you’re supposed to, and ran away like a coward!”

“I held onto it and ran so I’d run the timer out because we already won!”

“No you didn’t!!! You don’t win until the match is over!” Luigi stomped his foot like a child.

“And guess who had the victory screen at the end? MY TEAM! SO BOOM!” Mario made an over dramatic boom gesture with his hand. 

Luigi was about to make a run for Mario at the end of the table, when suddenly a hand was on his shoulder.

“What in the hell is going on here?” a voice said.

It was their dad.

“Mario cheated in a video game!” Luigi whined.

“I did not! You’re just a sore loser,” Mario replied, folding his arms in a kind of cocky gesture.

“Really guys? A video game? How old are you two? Don’t you have a job to go to?” Their dad said.

“It’s Sunday,” Luigi replied.

Damn, dad was hoping reminding them of their business would get them out of the house, but not today. He pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers, and sighed.

“Come on, what happened to fighting like men?” he said.

“You want me to punch Mario?”

“No! I meant having an adult conversation. Since that’s apparently not gonna happen, though, and you’re acting like children, then you’re going to fight like children,” dad said.

Mario and Luigi looked at each other curiously.

    They followed their dad into the living room where the three of them stood in the middle of the room.

“Now, when you two were young, y’all were inseparable, but you still used to fight about absolutely anything! Do y’all remember what I would do to settle arguments and give y’all a ‘winner’ between you two?” 

The boys shook their heads.

“Really? It happened pretty often. So, what I did was sit you two on my lap, make you hold your arms up, and I would tickle both of you until one of you put your arms down. The first one to put his arms down, lost. And there were no and, ifs, or buts afterward.”

Mario and Luigi silently gulped a bit.

“Now, obviously you two are too big and old to sit in your papa’s lap, so I’m gonna change it up. Mario, stand here.”

Mario stood in the middle of the two.

“Lift your arms up.”

Mario did so.

“Now interlock your fingers.”

His dad grabbed his arms together, and Mario locked his fingers together in a fist.

“There,” his dad said stepping back, “you stand there, and keep your arms up as long as you can while Luigi gets to tickle the crap outta you!”

Luigi’s face lit up. He was going to get to tickle his older brother with no repercussions?! Oh yes! He practically skipped over to Mario. Mario gave him a side eye.

“Can I tickle him anywhere?!” he exclaimed.

“Yup! Anywhere you can reach. Now don’t get too excited, Lu, you’re next,” his dad threatened playfully. 

Luigi got a bit nervous at this, but was quickly pulled out of it when remembering why he was standing behind Mario.

“I’m gonna start a timer. Mario, you can laugh, move, anything you want except for running and putting your arms down. As soon as those arms go down, that’s time. Whoever held them up the longest in the end, wins.”

“Got it, now can we get this over with? My arms are already getting tired,” Mario sighed.

“Sure. Start… now!”

Luigi wasted no time skittering his fingers over Mario’s sides up to his ribs. Instantly targeting his top ribs and armpits. Mario held strong for about two seconds before bursting out in giggles. He stomped his feet, and clamped his fingers tighter together. Since they were wearing their lounge clothes, there was very little protection for their bare skin. As Luigi tickled Mario’s armpits, he saw that his shirt lifted up a bit due to his arms being above his head causing his belly to peek out of it. Luigi’s fingers instantly gravitated towards Mario’s stomach skittering across the bottom of it that was peeking out. 

“Waihihit! NOT THEHEHERE!!” Mario squealed as Luigi dove his hands under his shirt, squeezing his belly.

Luigi’s hands skittered across his tummy to his hips squeezing them gently. Mario doubled over but kept his arms above his head.

“Oh come on, you know you wanna protect yourself. Just do it. Clamp your arms down on my hands, it ain’t gonna hurt ya,” Luigi teased. 

Mario shook his head, “n-NOT A CHAHAHANCE- EHEHEHEHE!!”

Mario snapped his body back up when Luigi suddenly went under his shirt, and back to his armpits. His fingers skittered and poked all over his upper body rapidly to keep him from getting used to any sensations. Mario could feel his arms slipping down, and he almost gave up.

“You made it past sixty seconds!” his dad exclaimed.

Mario shot his arms back up with newfound determination. There was no way Luigi would beat past a minute! He tried to make it longer just to make sure. 

“LU! S-STAHAHAP THAHAHAT! STOP S-SWITCHING SPOHAHAHATS!”

“What’s wrong, big bro? Too ticklish, hm? If I stayed in one spot, you’d get used to it, so I gotta switch it up a bit!” Luigi smiled.

“I- I WOULDN’T HAHAHAHA! OH MY GOHAHAHAD!!”

His nerves were screaming at him to give up, but he was determined. That was until Luigi snuck a hand between his shoulder to his neck. Mario squealed, scrunched his neck, and recoiled. His arms came down, swatting Luigi’s hands away.

“TIME!” their dad announced.

Mario doubled over panting, his arms wrapping around his middle to protect himself.

“One minute and twenty seconds!”

“Whoo!.. b-beat that!” Mario huffed.

Luigi giggled but was visibly nervous. He knew he was going to lose this. Sure, Mario was pretty ticklish, but him? He was a walking tickle spot..

    “Ha! Bet, I will!” Luigi scoffed confidently.

He took Mario’s place in the middle of the room, and raised his arms, interlocking his fingers. Mario rolled his eyes and grinned at this faux confidence as he stepped behind his little brother.

“Ready?” 

“Ready.”

“And… go!”

Mario instantly dove his fingers into Luigi’s underarms. Luigi screeched and almost failed instantly, but shoved his arms back up. 

The good thing about this whole challenge is they both knew each other’s tickle spots. Obviously after being brothers for years they knew exactly how to target each other. The bad thing was usually Luigi, being the younger brother, was the one to get tickled to pieces every time they had a tickle fight which would always just end up being “tickle Luigi.” Luigi knew where Mario was most ticklish, but he also knew exactly where Luigi was most ticklish, and exactly how to tickle him to make him completely succumb and go crazy. Perks of being the asshole older brother he guessed.

Luigi twisted in Mario’s grasp, but held steady. He screamed when his ribs were suddenly tased. God how he hated when Mario would do that. Just two fingers quickly, and harshly vibrating between his ribs were enough to kill the man. Luigi tightened his fists above his head. He dropped them onto the top of his head trying to lessen the sensations.“He put his arms down!” Mario exclaimed seeing his dad not react.

“Nope, they’re still up,” he replied.

“You didn’t say we could do that!” 

“You didn’t ask.”

Mario rolled his eyes, and dug into Luigi’s tummy. Now he was determined to win. Luigi shrieked, and doubled over, but like Mario, kept his arms up. He held a leg up trying to protect his stomach.

“Ah ah ah, fratellino, no protecting yourself!” Mario teased as he squeezed his kneecap making him drop back down. Mario skated his fingers over Luigi’s bare belly. 

“PLEASE I-IT’S SO BAHAHAHAD!! N-NAHAHAT MY TUMMY PLEHEHEASE!”

“Ohohoh yes! Is your tummy ticklish, Weeg? Got a ticklish tum?! Sucks for you!”

Luigi’s face turned bright red at the teasing. God, why’d that always get to him so much?!

“30 seconds till a minute!” dad said.

No way Luigi was gonna get to over a minute. Mario was not going to lose to the most ticklish person on the planet! Time to kick it up.

Mario squeezed Luigi’s hips as he began to walk around to face him.

“W-WHAT ARE YOU DOIHIHIHING?!” 

“Oh nothing, there was nothing against changing positions was there?” Mario called back to his dad.

“Nope!”

Mario grinned evilly at Luigi whose giggles became nervous. He tickled up his sides then shoved his hands onto the sides of his neck fluttering his fingers gently. Luigi threw his head back, wheezing, and scrunching up. He was sure that digging into his shoulders would break him, but Luigi kept himself together. Even raising his arms back up fully.

“You passed a minute, Weeg!” dad exclaimed.

Oh he was not going to win this.

Mario thought fast, then quickly shoved Luigi’s shirt up to his chest revealing his stomach. Luigi felt the breeze, and tried to back away.

“NO! M-MAHAHARIO! DO NOHOHOT PLEASE!!”

Without hesitation, Mario grabbed Luigi’s sides to hold him where he was, while still squeezing them, took a quick deep breath, and blew as hard as he could on his tummy.

Luigi screamed then cackled as his whole body convulsed and his arms shot down trying to push Mario off of his poor ticklish belly. 

“TIME!” 

Luigi collapsed on his butt on the ground panting and still laughing hard.

“What did he get?” Mario asked practically running over to the timer on the phone.

“One minute.. and seventeen seconds!”

“YES!”

 “NO!”

“I WIN! HAHA!” Mario pumped his fist.

Luigi pulled himself up from the ground defeatedly.

“Congrats, now if you’ll excuse me, I hear leftover lasagna calling my name,” their dad said getting up from the recliner.

“Wait! No that’s not fair, let me see-”

“Sorry, can’t hear you over lasagna!” 

The boys were left in the living room. One gloating and the other sulking.

“Aw it’s okay Weeg, it’s not your fault you’re too ticklish for your own good,” Mario giggled.

“No, you came around front to blow a raspberry on me! You cheated again!” Luigi exclaimed.

“Ah fratellino, always will be the sore loser little brother..”

Luigi glared at him.

“I’m only joking! Come on, you know it’s not that serious. You’re not actually mad, are you?” Mario asked.

Luigi rolled his eyes then smirked, “no. But you should run.”

Mario widened his eyes, and tried to get up, but Luigi caught his leg.

“Whoops too slow!” Luigi gleamed.

Mario struggled to pull his leg out of Luigi’s grasp but Luigi was already locking it under his arm. Mario hopped on one leg, eventually stumbling down onto his butt on the floor.

“You good?” Luigi asked, making sure he wasn’t hurt.

“Yeah but l-let go!”

“Ha! As if. You deserve this.”

Luigi pulled off Mario’s shoe, and instantly scribbled his nails on his foot making Mario snort and fall onto his back instantly cackling.

Laughter could be heard from both boys for at least another hour before it quieted down. 

There was no final winner.

[candycornstudios]

I drew Mario and Vivian playing Guilty Gear Strive :3

[ultimashadowx]

Moo Moo Meadows

[retrogamingblog2]

[paulthebukkit]

how did we put up with this for like a decade

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