#whats in the mirror peppino?

[coolbonnieart]

What do you see? What do you hear? What's lies waiting for you?

More abstract pizza tower au art and characters coming vary soon!

[jellazticious]

bing bong bootleg SS au

very long ramble under the C

stuff are subjected to change

The working title isn't solidified but I'm leaning on either Candy Castle or Pastry Castle

Tho I think I'm gonna go for pastry cuz it has the same amount of letters as castle much like pizza and tower have the same number too

The tower is a gingerbread castle. According to a friend of mine (It's Beefy, it's always Beefy go follow him) that Hispanics love their bakeries and yeah, I guess that makes sense. Not only do I have a theme based on the protag's culture but also the theme gets narrowed down to just baked sweets. Candy in general is too broad, I would die figuring out how to put every kind of sweet in it, and if I did it's gonna be really cluttered hooboy

Noise is called Theo because that's Peppino's name formula. Peppino is a nickname for Giuseppe so I thought I'd give Noise's swap a nickname to Theodore as the main name

Hazel Nutt is pretty self explanatory cuz Noisette means hazelnut in French

Their outfits are pretty simple to mirror Peppino and Gustavo's with just coloured shirts and aprons

Hazel doesn't get a mount because she would have Theo's prototype rocket skates. Just like Gus, she would have different stages of getting used to the skates per floor. First she gets blasted from end to end cuz she can't control the thrust. Second, she manages to turn it off but she's trying to keep balance on it. Third, she catches her breath now that she could stand still without moving or slipping. Next she would make a card castle, in reference to the very castle they're inside. and lastly she'd be holding a box of sweets without giving a shit about the scary floor.

To parallel the og Noisette, Hazel would smile bigger when Theo faces her direction.

Hazel is also Theo's delivery gal to match and switch with how Peppino WAS Gustavo's delivery guy

The "kick the rat" function would be Hazel swinging one of the skates and the cops grabbing Brick would instead hold a weapon detector that also functions as a magnet

Unlike Peppino, Theo is more aggressive than anxious. Imagine an injured cat defending itself from what it thinks is a threat

the name of Pizzaface's swap is Pieface for obvious reasons 😭

but HEAR ME OUT

both pizzaface and pieface are used as insults. pizza face is used for people with so much acne and pie face is used for someone with a flat face or dull expression. It isn't just a pun on what food the characters are made of. Pieface is also a reference to the trope where people headshot other people with pies. With the mech floating towards the protag, it would look like a pie is being thrown and targeted at Theo

Honestly drawing what food makes his face is so fun. Did you know that before the croissant smile it was supposed to be syrup shaped to a smile? The nose was a long whip of cream before turning into a cut strawberry for the mustache effect

Pizzahead's candy version would be called Gingerhead because of how ridiculous it sounds.

Gingerhead is based on Willy Wonka much like how Pizzahead is based on Ronald McDonald which is why he has more of a showman look than a clown look

okay side note, it just occured to me how ironic PH being based on Ronald is considering McDo's isn't a pizza place

actually Wonka doesn't even sell cakes and shit so, I guess it's fair game

Theo has the nickname Muffinman to reference the rhyme. but this time, it's the gingerbreadman chasing the baker

Next up is Mr S, who would be Peppino but he becomes rich. Mr S is the stage name he uses. He is a known celebrity much as Noise is but he is more of a boxer than a host. Like Dwayne Johnson or something. His name is partially a reference to ResEvil's Mr X, another absolute unit of a guy

also the reason why he doesn't wear a shirt. He's committing to the bit. If he needs to cover himself when he isn't playing a role, then there's his robe. He doesn't take out his mask most of the time tho

Mr S's mask is based on the Chef Raider design but also part of the scrapped superhero design much like Pizzano. Actually speaking of Pizzano, S is characterized so similarly to him cuz Pizzano is the only SS character who was actually written well to my standards. To be fair we've seen too much of Peppino to flunk characterizing him sksksk

Since this is Peppino that Mr S is based on, he's not as tech savvy or as self centered as Noise so he doesn't have robots that look like himself. Instead he has ants for a crew

the ants swap the place of rats. the rats in PT reference the new york pizza rat while ants just generally eat your food especially if it's sweet when left alone for five minutes

the ants come from Mr G, who would be Gustavo's swap with Noisette. He's Mr S's lawyer. at the end of S's bossfight, G would snatch him away with Click (the ant) because S would make a foul and embarrassing move on live camera

I can't seperate Gustavo and Brick so Click stays with Mr G instead of assisting Hazel

inside what would be Noisette cafe, instead of Mr G and Click being behind the counter, they would be sitting as customers next to Caraman. the barista isn't seen anywhere

Honestly when I'm writing everyone, my logic of swapping them isn't "make them switch places AND personalities" but more of "write every single one of them with the og personality because giving them a different lifestyle/role would drastically change their motives and how they behave"

I'm practically just swapping each character's place of birth

I mentioned this because it's kinda funny with Noisette and Gus since they play the exact same role of assisting Peppino/Noise so swapping them won't change much in how they act. They also have the same cheery and welcoming personality by default so Hazel and Mr G would act REALLY similar to their og

The only difference is that Gustavo can be threatening whenever Peppino fucks up. It fits right in with being a lawyer for the same goon

Now we got Mel Caraman who would become this au's Vigi. Lemme just say off the bat that Caraman is just as delusional as Vigi. He gets hired as a guard for floor 2 and took it way too seriously that he thinks he's some sort of sentinel. Hired as a guard but thinks he's an ancient guardian or something

his name vaguely references James Bond because you also VAGUELY get "caramel" out of "Caraman, Mel Caraman"

Caraman is a caramel apple but he's half glazed to form an eyemask. he's also got a stick poking out his head that stretches his chorro hat. the big hat makes him look cooler anyways. Bro I was so ready to settle for a shitty wild west mayor hat and I owe Beefy one for suggesting a new hat. I was gonna make him look like Doug Dimmadome with the short brimmed tall hat😭😭😭

but yeah Caraman doesn't have the same dignity as Vigi does. He can fight crime decently on normal circumstances and badass when he's full serious. But like day in day out he's so obnoxious about looking for crime that people get tired of him nor would they take him seriously

he would also be mistaken for a pepper

Next to last, Cam M. Bert or just Bert who would take place of Pepperman. he's an artist who appreciates the world instead of himself, a freelancer also. There was only a bossfight because he was coincidentally commissioned to make a mural for the castle the same time Theo busts in. He didn't like how Theo ruined some of his works with his rush to open the door

Bert is a cream cheese instead of a cheese slime. his beret is actually a little cherry to distinguish him from the other creams.

Bert is really chill and humble, He's like Bob Ross, whenever he can, he'd try to talk about how every beauty in the world should be immortalized through a canvas

In parallel to Vigi's delusion of thinking he's a human, Bert thinks he's actually a living painting (which is completely possible for someone to be in the PT world since Pepperman was able to do it with his own art)

instead of a :{ face that Vigilante has, Bert has a :3 face

the naming formula is taken directly from Vigi

Vig E. Lantte

Cam M. Bert

There is a type of sweet cheese that's really creamy called camembert which his name is a direct reference from. Here is a picture of a camembert since it's hella cute

Camembert cheese was also suggested by Beefy, brother thank you for not allowing me to name this cunt Creamlad

Mr Lardo would be in place of Mr Stick but his motive is that he's collecting Theo's money on BEHALF of Mr Stick. They're probably the only ones who completely stay intact because there's not much canon info of Stick WITHIN the game itself I also feel he's a crossover character from his own "series" with how long McPig has him prior to PT so I just swap the character who makes the "cameo"

The toppins are still called toppins because they'd be used to decorate a cake or pie. They would be

Strawberry - Mushroom

Cream - Cheese

Cookie - Tomato

Icing (in a piping bag) - Sausage

actually I dont know yet for the pineapple but I'll get to it. I've only been figuring out this au since four days ago....

Lastly (of the characters), the Faker in this would be mechanical to match the original Noise's familiarity in robots

Fake Theo (temp name) would be engineered to be "Theo but way better" while actually being succesful with it. Faker would also sort of look like a mini figure of a ballerina. Referencing The Nutcracker

Opposite to Fake Peppino, Fake Theo is more graceful than terrifying but it's so uncanny how unnaturally pretty it is

and now some misc stuff

Title of the final level is When The Cookie Crumbles

the pepper pizza will be replaced with an extremely sweet pie and the immunity is caused by the sugar rush from it

Pizza Time is called Crunch Time

Pillar John would be a giant graham cracker since the walls are made of cookies instead of bricks. Gerome however, is a solidified bar of brownies. like a shittily made brownie that it just turned into a construction brick

Snotty is a pure white cream cheese and that's cuz he's actually made of glue. His name is Sticky

Pigs would either be bears or rabbits with how many times those two animals represented sweets

I'm gonna be clear with everyone here. I literally made this au cuz I'm going insane trying to make swap stuff with Pascal/Stefano when the au itself is so empty. sure it's colourful but it's so empty like I can't draw SS characters outside of poses

I tried like doing fanon modifications as I always do then there's so much I "modified" that at this point it's not Sugary Spire anymore. Just straight up a completely different au. The only similarity is that it's a swap au with sweets

it is what it is yknow. this is my life now. I said fuck it and went with the flow and boom, new personal au that I poured too much into

basically I blame Pascal for this

[pizzabox-box]

Haha hi good morning I woke myself up with this one I was thinking about it so hard. I may look back on this in four hours and have regrets. Hi Peppino I'm taking you up on your offer...

Noise and Doise broke apart and stumbled to opposite sides of the arena. Noise winced as he realized he was one good hit away from collapsing. That was his fault - he hadn't taken his intruder seriously until he had gotten critically wounded. Fortunately, the Doise was in a similar condition. Noise was certain that was because he had been using bombs instead of -

He spotted the rock barreling down towards his head just in the nick of time and jumped backwards. The projectile burst into a cloud of blue-gray dust from the impact, almost blinding him. He barely saw his assailant lunging towards him, narrowly avoiding the final blow. Two figures, completely covered in blood and dust, rolled out of the cloud, trying to get and stay on top of each other to finish the other off. The observers could barely tell them apart - in fact, even Noisette wasn't sure who her Noise was!

Suddenly, one of the figures was yanked off the stage by an unseen force, and with a sickening crack, his neck was broken and he was unceremoniously dropped to the floor. Immediately, the uncanny tendrils that had covered the studio started to recede, releasing their captives and returning the set to its former glory, if slightly color shifted.

Noisette stepped forward, a little nervous. "Theo?" she asked, shakily. The remaining figure turned to her and sighed with relief. "Noisette, are you all right?" he exclaimed, rushing up to her. Noise and Noisette hugged, and Dougie Jones ran to his master's side and started to heal him. The rest of the cast also gathered around him, generally asking about his well-being. Noise assured them all that all he needed now was a shower, a change of clothes, and some fresh makeup, and he'd be ready to start filming again.

However, the little Noisy was acting slightly odd. He tried to call attention to the body that was lying in the dust not three yards away. Noisette picked the little creature up and hugged him. "Aww, are you worried he's gonna hurt daddy again?" she asked. "Don't worry," Noise reassured them, "I'll make sure nobody ever sees that - that - THING, ever again!" The two decided to return home to get cleaned up and recover, and left the set, with a squirming Noisy in tow.

Later that night, Peddito returned to the studio. Something still felt off about the whole situation. He inspected the blue-gray, bloody corpse carefully, trying to see if Doise could have POSSIBLY faked his death - but no. The body was real, and stone-cold dead. So what felt so wrong? He looked up - and if he could have died again, he would have from the shock.

Standing in front of him was another phantom. He wore the same clothes he had in life, permanently tinted the color of Doise's stones, cape and costume. Under his mask, his face was completely blacked out. Peddito couldn't see his expression, but he could hear him as he asked, "What... happened? Why does my head hurt so much... who are you?" Peddito tensed up and took a fighting stance. "Don't play dumb with me, Doise! You might have followed me into the afterlife, but I'll make sure you burn - "

They were interrupted by a Noisy loudly climbing in through a window. The wee beastie ran straight towards the body and started rubbing against his face, looking straight at Peddito. The phantom gently but swiftly scooped the critter up, exclaiming, "No, don't mess with that! He could still - " he stopped short. If he had had blood left to run cold, it would have. "No," he muttered, barely able to get the word out, "it can't be!"

Pulling the fresh yellow suit on, Doise laid Noise's extensive collection of makeup on the bathroom counter and looked in the mirror as he put on his disguise, laughing triumphantly. The cast, the crew, the bosses, the wife, even Peddito - he had tricked them ALL!

Blind Man's Bluff

OH THIS IS GOOD. Send shivers down my spine, dang! Doise you sneaky little motherf- Oh, Peddito you got tricked, all of you got tricked actually, oh the poor Noisey...

If you're willing to continue to continue the story I'm willing to read more 👀 It has a really interisting premise

Glad that my work inspired others! :D

He doesn't regret anything.

Conveniently your story also answers this ask that has been laying in my inbox for a while.Double thanks! :D

[franpun]

Wait wait wait you’re telling me mcpig has made merch art of fake peppino???? W h e r e 👀👀👀👀

HERE HE IS! (on the left)

This is the Pizza Tower vinyl, where it shows some art drawn by McPig.

It's heavily implied that this is actually Fake Peppino and not Peppino. You can see his optic nerves inside his eye sockets. Fake Peppino is checking himself in the mirror, he totally looks like Peppino! He's got a great self image.

Ain't he the cutest? >w<

He's a little fucked up looking, but that's what makes him so cute.

[manicplank]

(Modern tech Anon here, finally confident enough to ask with my account LMAO) For the non-human characters, what would their reaction be to suddenly being human? For those who are already human, what about their reactions to their now-human friends? (I may or may not be writing a story based on this very concept lol)

Hello former anon!

Suddenly being human! (This one is long so buckle up.)

Pepperman: He woke up feeling really weird. He looks in the mirror and screams loud enough to cause tsunamis. WHO IS THAT?? WHY IS HE COPYING EVERY MOVEMENT HE MAKES???!?!?! Oh, wait... Is that HIM?? Huh... He flexes his muscles and ends up staring at himself for hours. Niiiice. This gives him an idea! He makes a statue of his human greatness as well as a painting. He went out for a walk around the tower in his fanciest clothes. "See something you like?" People in the tower are SHOCKED. This weird strange pepper is now a handsome hunk of human! Pizzahead wants to "talk to him" in another room. (wink wink) Just kidding! He explains the anomaly situation and offers to change him back to normal, but Pepperman wants one day of being a human.

The Vigilante: He went to Noisette's Café in the morning to get his usual cup of hot, bitter black coffee. However, when he walked in, she screamed. He was incredibly confused. "WHO ARE YOU, MONSTER MAN," she yelled at him. "Noisette, it's me! Vigi! 'Member?" She screams again. He goes into the restroom and looks in the mirror. "HOLY CHEESUS CRUST IN HEAVEN! CALL THE PRIEST! I'VE BEEN CHANGED INTO A WEREHUMAN!!" He goes home and hides. He's absolutely terrified. The Noise busts in to see what Vigi did to Noisette and why she was crying. When The Noise saw him, he laughed and took a picture. He showed the ENTIRE tower, and The Vigilante was so embarrassed. Pizzahead came to the rescue. He explained that there's some sort of weird anomaly going around the tower that's been turning people into humans. He takes him back to the lab and turns him back to normal. Phew! That was scary.

The Noise: He woke up, used the bathroom, and went to go brush his teeth. As he did, he was staring himself in the mirror. Something looked... different. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. "Hey, Noisette? Can you come in here for a minute?" Noisette enters the room to see her boyfriend is suddenly taller with a smaller nose and normal ears. "Uh... Noisey," she clears her throat, "are you feeling okay? You look kind of weird..." He looks back in the mirror. Huh... That's strange... He looks... Human?? Whatever, he figures, it's too early for this shit. He tries to get ready for the day, but his clothes don't fit the same, especially not his costume. Noisette stares at him with conflict in her eyes. She's concerned that her boyfriend looks so different, but... He's kind of fine. Noise dresses himself in whatever clothes he can squeeze into and storms over to the lab. Pizzahead is shocked. The anomaly keeps moving from person to person. The Noise was pissed and damn near assaulted Pizzahead. Thankfully, Pizzahead threw him in a tube and turned him back to normal before he could throw a punch.

Noisette: After that whole fiasco with The Noise becoming human, she was ready to put everything behind and go to bed. However, when she wakes up in the morning, she looks in the mirror to find that the exact same thing happened to her! She screeches loud enough to wake The Noise up. He rubs over to her in a panic but is disappointed when he sees that she's completely okay. "WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO PEOPLE," she shouts. He sighs and grabs her hand. "Come on," he mumbles tiredly, "let's go see Pizzahead." They get to the lab, and Pizzahead is not amused. He's frustrated that this anomaly keeps spreading from place to place. He can't seem to catch it. He throws her in a tube and snaps his fingers. Boop! Back to normal. She squeals with joy! She grabs Noise by the hand. "Okay, let's go home and go back to sleep!"

Fake Peppino: Eugh... He feels kind of weird today... He tried to catch a fly with his tongue, but it wouldn't stretch out. Weird... He tried to crawl in the vent, but he was too chunky to fit! Weird! He gives out a frustrated groan only to sound line a normal person! He screams bloody murder. Pizzahead hears him and figures it's just Peppino. Fakey manages to escape Bruno's and races to find Pizzahead. He bursts into the lab at Mach 3, startling Pizzahead. Fakey points and screams. Pizzahead is confused. "Peppino? I don't understand, the timers should've started as soon as you entered the War level!" Fakey screams again and jumps up and down, flailing his arms. "Fakey?? Is that... Is that YOU?!" Pizzahead scoops him up and throws him in a tube without hesitation. However, it takes a few hours for Fakey to return to his normal, goopy self.

Pizzaface: Huh... His gears aren't grinding today, but he's still moving. He feels weird. Something is off... He goes to Pizzahead immediately. "What did you do to me now," he shouted. Pizzahead was just as shocked as he was. "Uh, ok so," Pizzahead clears his throat, "there's this weird anomaly thing going around turning people into humans. I guess it managed to turn you into one, too. So uh... Get in the tube, and I'll fix you up! Hopefully..." Pizzaface gives him a scowl. "You haven't even TRIED fixing the anomaly, have you?" Pizzahead puts his head down in shame. He hasn't done anything about the anomaly other than turn people back into what they're supposed to be. Shun. Pizzaface gets into the tube, and BOOM! Once he's turned back into a machine, he burst the tube as he was too big to fit. Whoops. He flies off in a huff.

Pizzahead: Before he goes to bed, he thinks about the anomaly. It's so strange to him. Is it a curse? A blessing? Is it some sort of strange deity possessing people? He's starting to get frustrated. What is it, why is it, and what can he do to stop it? He sighs and lays down. He wakes up in the morning less ticky than usual. Oh my GOD! It got him! The anomaly has finally caught up to him. While he should be concerned, he is delighted. He's always wondered what it's like to be a human. He doesn't entirely recognize himself, but he's in awe. He's still obsessed with his own appearance. He can finally experiment and figure out what this anomaly is all about! Once he gets to the lab, he blanks out. What is he even supposed to do other than fix himself? Hmmm.... Oh well! He figures he can experiment with it on whoever gets it next. In the meantime, he's already had enough of being a human, it sucks! He presses a button and hops into the tube. POOF! Ahhh, back to normal.

Pillar John: He had dozed off out of boredom due to the fact that he can't do anything or go anywhere. However, the tower starts rumbling and wakes him up. Huh... How did the roof vet all the way up there? He sits up to find that he suddenly has human legs. Wait... WAIT... Uh oh... Without him supporting the tower, it's starting to crumble. As much as he'd like to look into this whole being human thing, he's panicking! Pizzahead runs over to him. GOD DAMN IT, IT'S THE ANOMALY! He grabs John and rushes to the lab. He has to be fixed before the tower collapses! He literally THROWS John into a tube and presses the button a million times. Poof! He's a pillar! Hooray! Wait... How's he gonna get John back to the main spot? Hmmm. POOF! He's a human again. "John! Grab that tube, and let's go!" The two rush back to the soft spot of the tower. POOF! Once again, he's a pillar supporting the weight of the tower. Phew! Wait... He totally missed his chance to escape!

Gerome: POOF! He wasn't even sleeping when it happened. Suddenly, within a blink, he was just taller. He was unamused. Whatever. He couldn't care less. He has weird human legs and arms. Again, doesn't care. He just keeps mopping the same spot over and over again. The tower is so FILTHY. Pizzahead pops by. Yep, Gerome's a human just as he suspected. He throws a tube at him. BANG! While it hurt, Gerome was once again made of stone. Cool. Still doesn't care.

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This one was fun

[evilmauricemetsfan]

Maurice mirrored Peppino by some shenanigans like immediately after you left. Like mere minutes

HUH-?! HOW DID- WHAT?!?!?!!

[fizziblast]

Remember this sh!t from a couple months ago? I felt like doodling it again (and attempting to give at least a little more story to it!)

Gus: Peppino....you're always busy.....

(Just in case yall can't read this get ready for a wall of text) 👇

Peppino's Pizza was still sinking further into debt even with the threat of his pizzeria being blown to pieces gone. SO, in his final attempt to earn enough cash so claw himself out of debt, he sets up a tent for a show! ( this was mainly the Noise's idea, peppino disagreed originally but look where we are now. Oh and Mr. Stick helped too). They practically got every main character from the Pizza Tower to join (besides Pizzahead) to preform.

It seems to be going well at first but unfortunately things go down hill fast. (I mean what can you do when barely anyone knows you're even doing this). Peppino as usual, was getting VERY nervous, worried and concerned. Was ALL of this for nothing?

Destroying the tower, going through all of those pillars, how could he lose after all of that.

Yet later that very night, Peppino stumbled across a very peculiar object that would change EVERYTHING MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Ok so some of the roles I kinda got down, so we got:

Peppino/Ringmaster Gustavo/his assistant

Brick/whatever in the flying hot flapjacks you call those trained tigars that jump through hoops (but still yknow, a rat)

The Noise/Tragedy Noisette/Comedy

And Fake Peppino would definitely be in one of those fun house mirrors probably?

Anyway none of this is final, but I hope yall like it.

[smalltimidbean]

I have to admit that the peacock peppino clone looks amazing and I wonder if there is a clone that she gets along with. If so what clone or clones does she get along with?

Hehe thank you! I love her design, even if she is a pain in the ass to draw (but also who's fault is that lkdflkjg)

To answer the question - 03012's very friendly and social, so unless that clone is a complete jerk/highly aggressive, she'd probably consider them a friend! But some of her closest are:

Vitelotte - they're playfully mean to each other and gossip pretty much the whole time they get together, but it is a genuine friendship. Spud is a little intimidated by 03012, but she still tries to be friendly to him too

Sunni - both bird clones! Both absolute chatterboxes and will talk for hours on end. They do kinda have a conflict with mirrors tho - 03012 adores mirrors, while Sunni hates mirrors (or rather his reflection in them), so they just try to avoid mirrors entirely

I haven't shown these two anywhere yet - Licorice and Lollipop! They love to accessorise like 03012, and they all go raid the local clothing store dumpsters for new things

But 03012's bestest friend is fellow unnamed bird clone: 04652!!! Bc every extrovert needs an introverted bestie, right? (silly)

[peppenispizza]

lookin good handsome

peppino has some body image issues... but you help. (no warnings, immense fluff! body issues stuff but thats it.)

Peppino huffed at himself in the mirror in the bathroom, hands planted on the sink. He stared up at his balding spot; Stood up and ran a hand down his chest and down his soft belly. He frowned. He had intentions of getting into much better shape, but he never really committed. He deflated a bit at himself in the mirror.

You were still waking up in your shared couch bed a bit, running your hands down your face dramatically and making “pbbbbth” sounds with your lips before you saw your boyfriend leaning across the sink and frowning at himself in the mirror.

He did this sometimes. He has body issues all the time, and kind of needs reassurance about himself. You were very familiar with it by now.

“Peppenigsdgfblagh-” You began before tripping over the large t-shirt you stole from him and promptly face-planting on the floor off of the bed. He gave you a “Good job” look and a snort with an arched brow before looking back at himself.

You got up and shook it off and pranced into your shared bathroom with your cheek on his shoulder. You looked up at him in the mirror with a little smile, hugging your arms around his soft belly.

“You’re lookin’ really good today, Peppi-bear.” That nickname always made his whole face/shoulders flush the second you said it; With a smile he always tried to hide (badly) behind his hand/forearm.

You grinned up at him and stood up on your toes to kiss the bit of his cheek he failed to cover with his arm multiple times, which was still stubbly from not shaving yet.

“You gotta do this-a every morning, caro?” He tried to casually say at you with a very sad attempt at a frown. Whether he liked it or not, you never failed to make him smile, even when he tries his hardest not to.

“Do you?” You retorted. He sputtered at your immediate response, putting a hand on his face, and then yours; Mumbling something to himself in Italian you couldn’t understand (yet).

You planted a kiss on the palm of his hand and made him literally yelp; Before swearing under his breath and actually letting himself smile, even laugh a bit as you scooted in front of him and gave him a series of kisses up his chest.

“You-a terrible, amore mio.” He said, smiling.

“YOU’RE terrible!” You snickered back at him. “My cute, cuddly boyfriend keeps being all stupid about himself!” You wrapped your hands around his shoulders, kissing his lips softly. “I should bite him.”

“Do NOT bite me, I will-a bite you back.”

“Nebh neh neh neh I’ll bite you back neh ehneheneheheyou can’t tell me what to do.” You kissed his cheek and blew a little raspberry against it.

“Mia amata, you are ridiculous.” He laughed while squeezing you up in his arms.

“Made you smile.” You laughed against him; Making him roll his eyes with a grin.

“Okay, OKAY, gioia mia, you did, you win. I surrender.”

You kissed his cheek. “I always win.”

“Dio mio.”

caro: dear amore mio: my love mia amata: my loved one gioia mia: my joy dio mio: oh my god

[blueberrybladelemonade]

Please Don't Hate Your Body, It's the Only Part of You I can Touch

Summary: Peppino has body image issues some days, today is one of them. You wish he'd see himself the way you did, you love him for who he is. Instead you decide to reassure and show him a little extra weight doesn't make him unattractive. In fact, you can't keep your hands off of him.

Contains: Body positivity, Noise being...himself (an asshole), Slight angst and comfort, belly rubs and gratuitous touchiness, somewhat suggestive (nothing inherently nsft though)

🫐This is not for people that are fatphobic or fetishizers of people of size. Please treat people as the individual that they are and deserving of respect regardless of their weight.🍋

Peppino stared down at the dessert with hesitation. Instead of taking a bite he prodded it with a fork, frowning. He suddenly became aware of how snug his shirt was around his stomach and the tightness at his sides.   

Usually Peppino could wave off the Noise's insults, though this time he was still replaying the comments from yesterday. 

"Hey-a italian man! If you're still struggling with bills you're so fat, you could probably sell shade. With how hot it is you'd make a fortune!" Noise laughs at his own joke before shoving another garlic knot in his mouth. 

"I'm not gonna sugar coat this for you, because if I did, you'd eat it. You're fat".

He didn't recall much else besides finally losing his temper at Noise, with Noisette having to intervene shortly after. 

"What Y/N sees in you is beyond me" Noise snapped back at Peppino as his girlfriend dragged him away. Noisette looked over her shoulder and shot Peppino an apologetic look.

Peppino shifted uncomfortably in the chair. He would tell himself that it's easy. If he hated the way he looked? Change it. He looked back down at the cake. 

Did you really want to eat that?

Of course he wanted to. It was one of his favorites, black forest cake. Earlier this week you had decided to bake and surprise Peppino with it. 

Peppino sighed and set the fork down next to the plate, nudging it away. Just as he was about to put the cake back into the fridge you stepped into the room. 

Maybe you'd want it instead, and he could pawn the dessert off on you.

"Do you want this?" He gestured to the plate that was now in the center of the table. Your eyes lit up and you smiled as you took the plate. "Thanks"! 

You plopped down on the chair and happily dug into the cake. After a second bite your eyes dart up to meet his with a questioning look. "Aren't you going to have some?" You ask through a mouthful.

He tried to not let his discomfort show on his face as he forced a smile through gritted teeth. 

"Oh, I'm not-a hungry cara".

You watch with a raised eyebrow as Peppino stood up and left the room. After a moment you hear a door click shut. 

Was he just going to get a shower and go straight to bed again? 

You stared down at the now empty plate in thought, recalling his odd behavior last night. 

In bed he had his back turned to you, which wasn't uncommon. The part that nagged at you was his reaction when you draped an arm across his stomach, like you always did. Peppino seemed to shy away from your touch and as your fingers traced circles against him, he abruptly -but gently- took your hand in his and moved it away from his body. 

Now that you thought about it, Peppino didn't eat much for dinner yesterday either. He simply ate what had been on his plate with a similar dejected expression, like today. 

* * * * *

Water dripped onto the tile and mat as Peppino dried off, eyes averted from the mirror. Again. He grimaced as he bent over and slipped into his night pants. In his peripheral his reflection silently mimicked the action. 

He sighed. Despite his best attempt to avoid it, Peppino slowly drew his full attention to the mirror. Tired eyes stared at his thinning hair. No matter how much fumbling he did with it nothing would ever cover it. 

Reluctantly his eyes drifted lower to his gut. What did you see in him? His lips formed a thin line. 

Maybe he doesn't deserve the nice things he has. You deserved someone better. Someone skinnier. He wouldn't skip meals but he should stop eating sweets. Peppino gingerly poked at his side. He should cut down on how much he ate, too. 

Food was a sort of comfort for him, particularly when he was stressed, which felt like all the time. Between this and his medication he should've expected to get fat.

But what are you doing about it?  

You were always there for him regardless. Always telling him everything was ok. The least he could do for you is look better, more-

Peppino's thoughts were cut off as he felt arms wrap around his middle and a familiar weight press into his back. You smiled softly in return when his eyes met yours in the mirror. 

"I love you." You whisper, pulling him into a hug. 

He felt your hands wander across his body, your hands slid up to his chest before coming back down to run your hands across his abdomen. For a moment Peppino let himself enjoy your touch. Enjoy how soothing it was as your hands caressed him. Your breath tickled as you peppered kisses against the back of his neck and shoulders. 

Then he caught a glimpse in the mirror. There was that sinking feeling again. Peppino tore his gaze from yours and looked down at the counter. He wouldn't be able to cut out the excess calories, would he? He was going to break any day-

"Whatcha thinking about Pino?" You mumble as you rest your chin on his shoulder. He sighed.  

"You've been acting out of it." You press another kiss into the side of his neck and jaw, "What's wrong"?

"What do you see in me?" He blurted out, "Aren't you disgusted that I'm just-a balding fat man"?

Silence. 

You pull away from him, expression unreadable. Peppino could feel the faintest trace of tears prickling in his eyes.

Damn it why can't I just get it together.

Was this it? Did you finally realize he was just a broken and pathetic looking slob? 

You tug at his arm, urging him to follow you. As you guide Peppino to the bed, you motion for him to sit down. Listlessly he obeys, sinking down onto the comforter, watching as you sit beside him. 

"Peppino, don't ever say that about yourself again. There's nothing wrong with you having a little extra weight-"

"A little?" He retorted. "I d-"

"Peppino..." You shot him a look, the tone in your voice causing his words to catch in his throat. 

"How about, instead, we think of the positives?"

"What?" Peppino huffed, "What positives could you see in this?" he gestured to his gut and shot you an incredulous look. 

"Stop." you reply firmly, taking his hand in yours, before guiding it back to his side. You give him a quick peck on the cheek.

After a moment seemingly lost in thought, your face brightened. "Well let's see, for one, you're soft".

Peppino shot you a deadpan look. "Really, cara? I don't see how that's a positive".

"But it is." Your hands gently began stroking and caressing the rolls at his hips and sides. Peppino weakly tried to push your hands away but you simply shushed his protests and pressed a kiss to his chest. "Your so perfect to snuggle against, you make the ideal pillow. If you were thin or muscular you wouldn't be nearly as nice, or as comfortable to sleep on".

You dip your head lower, trailing light kisses down his stomach. In response Peppino leaned back, propping himself up against the pillows. He shuddered as you lips grazed against his body before drifting to his side.

"Falling asleep on you is the best. I feel so safe with you". You whisper, wrapping yours arms around his midsection. As you rest the side of your face against him, Peppino laid back into the bed and draped his arms across you. A faint shimmer caught your attention before you placed another kiss against a stretch mark.  

"Listening to your heart beat and breathing lets me know you're alive. There's nothing I'd rather fall asleep to. And you being so soft makes it the perfect place for my head to do it".

You press a kiss to his stomach that he hated so much. "You're gorgeous, Pino." You murmur, slowly tracing circles against him. 

Peppino remained silent as he watched you with half lidded eyes.

Peppino knew you loved him, that much was obvious. What he needed, instead, was to know you were attracted to him, to feel desired. 

"No matter how long we've been together, my heart still skips a beat when I see you take your shirt off".

Peppino gave you a quizzical look. Before he could say anything you used one hand to pull his head to face you while the other stroked his cheek. You placed your lips against his, enjoying the warmth radiating from his skin. 

As you leaned into and pushed him back down into the mattress you feel his breathing hitch. Laying on top of Peppino, you were almost purring from his warmth, his scent, and the softness of him. 

As you pull away you smile down at him before readjusting your legs to straddle him. 

"I love you no matter what shape you're in, not what people say is "ideal". You're ideal as you are". 

Slowly but deeply you pressed your hands into his belly and rubbed. Peppino made a small gasping noise as you continued to knead at his body. It felt good, just as good as the back massages you always gave him. 

“Mmh,” he involuntarily groaned as your hands grabbed at the curves above his hips. 

“Does that feel nice?"

“Yeah." Peppino whispered back, sounding dreamily content as he melted into your touch. 

As Peppino looked up to see the delight on your face. Maybe he was being too hard on himself.

"I love every part of you" You leaned over, placing a kiss on his forehead. Peppino shuddered as your lips brushed against his ear. 

"Let me show you how much I love you. All of you".

[hungry-skeleton]

So how would Noise find out she's transfem, would she actually go through with transitioning, and how would literally everyone react?

(I'm sorry, I'm just too interested in this concept, like I just saw your Pride month post with Noise and it just... it stuck to me, y'know? XP)

In a timeline where this happens I feel like she'd find out in the most cartoonish way possible, always saying the most cliche shit ever "every guy wants to be a girl sometimes" "I wish I was as pretty as girls are" etc

I think the cracking point is when she tries pulling a bugs bunny cross dressing gag on Peppino and she looks in the mirror and her brain melts

Also Peppino is "I know what you are" the entire time because he's transmasc (may or may not be trying to urge her to figure herself out)

When she does transition everyone will be happy for her but Noisette and Peppino will be like "yeah we knew the whole time" (lovingly)

[phantomdoofer]

Chapter 1: Strambos

Peppino sighed as he stared at his reflection in the mirror.

I'm getting too old for this shit.

Bags under his eyes. Body: getting fatter. Cheap food had that effect. Hair: still thinning. Still got its color, though. The thought gave him a slight little smug grin. And considering everything he'd been through - war, debt, that damned tower - it was a miracle he still had any hair left. He had his pizzeria - finally out of debt, for now - his old buddy Gustavo was joining him at work now, and with all the Tower residents living nearby these days, his business was, well, not exactly booming, but at least he could afford to eat more than once a day again.

The thought lightened his mood a bit.

He reached for his razor and carefully started shaving around the mustache he so carefully maintained.

As he shaved off the night's stubble, he reflected. All thing considered, it could be worse. Better than they'd been for a while, actually. And he had to admit, after spending all that time running, he was starting to feel better about himself. Maybe he could get back into his old football regimen. He doubted he'd be able to get back to his old weight - his diet alone would see to that - but he might feel more confident about himself. And it would make his Ma happier.

I need to go visit her. It had been too long. Before, he couldn't have taken a day off without driving himself further into debt. With things more stable, he could probably afford to take a day to go over and visit every so often. She told him she understood every time he called her, but he knew she missed him.

He set the razor down. Good enough. He rubbed the stubble on his chin, which never seemed to go away no matter how hard he tried. Maybe I should grow that little beard out again. He chuckled, remembering the little goatee he'd had as a teenager. The army had made him shave it off, but they'd let him keep the mustache. Ever since, he'd kept the same look. The tower had given him a bit more confidence, though. At least that much had gone well.

Maybe it was time for some changes.

Peppino grinned at his reflection, snorted, and turned.

Probably look goofy, anyway.

~~~~~

What's-a up with these strambos?

A bunch of people had been hanging out in the pizzeria all evening. Not that unusual these days, but Tuesdays were always quiet. Besides, these weren't teenagers or the tower residents. If anything, they reminded him of some of the military spooks from the war: big, quiet, and way too serious. They were paying for everything up front, though, buying drinks and ordering pizzas. Good tippers, too. One even bought a stack of pizzas to go, left, and came back and sat with some of the others.

They were giving him the creeps. Something was up, but he couldn't imagine what.

"Hey, Peppino, I've got everything cleaned up back here! It's past closing time, you want me to stay?" Gustavo called from the kitchen.

For a second, Peppino considered it, then decided against it. If these guys are up to something, I don't want anyone else tied up in it. "Nah," Peppino called back, "I'll-a cover it til the customers are ready to go. I'll-a be all right. You head home, it's late."

Gustavo called a affirmation back. "All right Pep, see you in the morning!"

Shortly after he head the back door close.

Good. Whatever happens, he's out of it. Peppino idly thought about the shotgun he had stashed below the counter. The tower proved he still knew how to use one, even if just holding it gave him the shivers. But not everyone was a good guy. Sometimes you had to be prepared.

The bell jingled as a new customer walked in. He was average height, wearing sunglasses, and built like a linebacker. He was balding himself, and had a full black beard. And yet, Peppino could see his shoulders stooped a bit, like he was carrying a huge weight. He nodded at the other customers, who nodded back.

They all stood up as one, and went outside.

Oh, Mio Dio, here we go... Peppino tensed and immediately started sweating, but he stood his ground. This was his place. He'd be damned if he was letting anybody run him out of it.

The man walked up to the counter. When he spoke, it sounded gravelly but oddly familiar.

"Buonasera. Tu sei il proprietario, immagino? Peppino Spaghetti?"

Peppino was surprised. Other than his mother and Gustavo, no one around here spoke Italian. While this one sounded a bit formal, he was pleased. "Sì, è il mio nome. Posso aiutarla?"

Then man nodded, and took off his glasses.

Suddenly Peppino realized why the man's voice sounded familiar. He heard it every day. The man's eyes were the same ones he saw in the mirror every morning. And yet, somehow, they looked infinitely more tired.

Peppino started shaking. "Questo non può essere giusto. Chi sei? Sei un'altra di quelle cose della torre? Cosa sta succedendo?"

The stranger with a copy of his face leaned his elbows on the counter.

"Peppino, my name is Giuseppe. Giuseppe Spaghetti. And I've got a lot to tell you."

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[coolbonnieart]

" what do you see? What is back there? Why are you staring back at the mirror?"

We have tv peppino, the not, screw ball and sunny , now meet the fake peppino of the abstract world!

Shadow peppino: a vary scared and qwit stong being. Having the resemblance of tv peppinos old look befor he got his iconic tv head look.

He acts vary scared and will attack eneything he deems a monster, including tv peppino.

Shadow peppino is vary unaware that hes a monster himself thought, and highly believes hes the real one, even though no human can go into the wall then come out of the wall looking like a walking shadow in human form.

Even so, shadow peppino just wants to go " home " with Gustavo.

[pizzatrocious]

Finally, he had everything he needed. Names, locations, and a pocket full of surprise tools to help him later. All that was left now... more crayons! While not magical in their own right, he needed something, anything, to draw doors with, and what was more appropriate than the very same crayons his child-friendly restaurants handed out? Better grab some spares though, there's nothin' worse than trying to draw with a broken crayon!

Pulling open a nearby drawer, he was pleased to see several small boxes of the simple four-color selections sitting atop a series of coloring books and activity pages. Some of those pages and books were so old that they'd likely make a collector drool, funny how that works!

Quick to pocket the little wax wonders, he stared down at the activity page that sat underneath the boxes of crayons. The simple maze that was made to be solvable by the average young child, the black-and-white art of Pizza Boy, the peaceful little cottage at the other end of the maze, and the words that sat at the top of the page...

'Pizza Boy is lost! Can you help Pizza Boy find his way back home?'

. . . Could he?

He silently stared at the page. Silently stared through it, the corners of his mouth drooping ever-so-slightly as that lovely little pizza-shaped boy stared back at him with an infectiously-radiant optimism. Each passing second, he expected that optimism to turn to judgement and resentment, yet that smile remained as bright as ever. The complacency and dopamine addiction that stared back at him in the mirror nowadays, where did it come from? What happened to erode that bright spirit?

Perhaps it was the endless cutthroat pursuit of growth. Perhaps the desire to spite all who stood in his way. Perhaps the countless passing years watering the apathy that the cruelty of others planted within him. Pizza was his passion, pizza was his mission! A wondrous meal easily modified to suit all diets and walks of life, something that humanity could always rely on! From the rich to the poor, from the young to the old, it was a thing of wonder that most of the world could agree on!

Now, it was... Cold machinery. A company. An industry. Something to constantly advertise, capitalize, and monopolize. Culinary experiments not done out of a passion to revolutionize, but to simply catch the eyes of paying consumers. Declining quality that leaked from the cracks so slowly that the consumers boiled in it like a frog unaware of the rising temperature. A soulless machine that chewed up and spit out miserable teens and young adults that'd given up on all ambition in life. Constant board meetings with tone-deaf old men that see pizza as nothing but cheap slop to throw into the trough.

He thought back to the earlier moments of that wretched TV show. The genuine heart behind Peppino's passion for cooking that stood resolute even in the face of death. The way that even on the brink of madness, it pulled him back and comforted him like a warm blanket.

"I usually ate whatever-a was given to me without fuss. I began to appreciate how many different ways you could prepare the same dish, though." "I liked cooking for myself. It passed the time, and as I said, you immediately gain something from it. Even when I burned something, I just..." "...Moved on and tried to do better."

It was that very unbreakable spirit that constantly dragged Pizzahead back to the Italian. One might see that sweaty little man, see the anxiety and fear in his eyes, hear the hollow apathy in his voice, and, well... not associate that with an unbreakable spirit. Yet, what drove Peppino to defend his pizzeria with the fervor of a mother grizzly? Potentially losing one's livelihood would cause anyone to fight like a cornered animal, but Peppino... the man fought an entire ARMY'S-WORTH of foes, tore through the Tower like a hot knife through butter, and fought tooth and nail with an immortal foe, beating Pizzahead into submission!

Perhaps in his own weird way, Pizzahead was deeply envious of that spirit.

The Tower, the experiments, the antagonizing of all those who he saw as a threat to his brand... when was the last time he'd actually made a pizza with his own two hands? Had it been months? Years? Decades? What was that feeling like anymore, to create for the sake of giving someone a full belly and a happy smile? To play with the amounts and types of each ingredient like paint on a canvas? Had it truly all atrophied into this soulless husk that haunted him in every quiet moment?

. . .

He gently lifted the page that stared back at him, folding it a few times. He tucked it into the conveniently-placed pocket on his shirt (Which was always there, you just can't see it. Trust me.), silently musing on how one simple sheet of paper could feel so heavy.

Perhaps a sabbatical was in order. But for now... he still had work to do.

[its-ya-girl-phoeni]

What Did I DO Last Night?

The first thing that greeted Bonnie Freeman upon waking up was a pounding headache.

Groaning, she sat up, wondering why her bed felt so stiff.

...Oh, she was on the floor.

But why was she there? Last thing she remembered, she had a perfectly good bed to sleep in, so what exactly led to this? Bonnie wasn't one to imbibe, so that wasn't the answer.

She began to frantically look around, wondering what the hell had happened to her, until her eyes landed on a lone, bluish-grey microphone laying right next to her.

Bonnie picked it up and stared at it. What was this doing here...?

Suddenly, she remembered.

It all started when Giles began to look a little pale, and before long, he'd slumped to the ground, writhing in pain.

In her attempt to comfort him, she noticed his body shifting and twisting into something completely unrecognizable.

And then, to her horror, she began to change as well.

Her fingers fusing and growing...

Her bones snapping and shrinking...

Her long, dark hair falling out in clumps as blue overtook it...

The rest of the night had been a blur, though. She DID remember briefly running into some crazy cartoon chef guy, so that was a thing that had happened.

But what else?

The sound of a TV broadcast helped filled her in.

"Locals have reported sightings of living cartoon characters running around the streets of Rotopolis. We are currently investigating this strange phenomenon, and..."

The reporter's voice continued over a slideshow of various photos. An alleyway covered in blood and bits of broken plastic, a perfectly man-shaped hole cut out of the doors of... Peppino's Pizza? Wasn't that the place she and her boyfriend occasionally went to?

And through the silhouette, she could identify the man's features, as exaggerated as they were.

She looked at the mic in her hand, then back to the TV.

"We've also recieved pictures of a 'Gruesome Twosome' residents claimed to have seen alongside the cartoon."

A few blurry images popped up, and she blanched.

On the right was someone who looked exactly like what Giles had transformed into, and what she had seen in her bathroom mirror after first changing. The same eyes, hairstyle and clothes.

And there, wrapped tightly in her large, four-fingered hand, was a bluish-grey microphone.

[ask-thepizzasquad]

So what were the bosses reasons for joining in the 1st place? We know why Fake Peppino is there but we don't know what makes him a cut above the rest to fight Peppino specifically especially since we already so clones who are mirror him exactly.

Pepperman: "I obviously volunteered for the position. I was, and still am, more than qualified to the boss of a floor of the tower. My raw talents shone through enough for me to rise to the rank."

Noise: "Bein' a boss? It was kinda a shit job forced onto me. But I don't resent Pizza dude for it. It was kind of an obvious choice, I always have had that actor charisma needed for it."

Vigilante: "I... don't recall. I always assumed it was because of my sense of responsibility but... the more i think about it the less it makes sense."