#can we call this the year of the stache

[illiana-mystery]

1997

#can we call this the year of the stache #because his mustache is glorious #i know he had that mustache the previous year too #but i just noticed #so there i stand #he had such a nice mustache #it's a glorious mustache #just beautiful #konstantin dmitrievich levin #anna karenina #tulio #a further gesture #rahad jackson #boogie nights #boris blavasky #the man who knew too little #my sweet alfredo #my heart #❤️❤️❤️❤️ #alfred molina #alfred throughout the years

[asingleietsist]

"A Green Queen" AU

Chapter III

The sun began to peak its face through the green hills. The citizens of the Mushroom kingdom were setting up their shops and food carts as they greeted each other at the start of a new day.

The Princess was up early, she wanted to get a bit of peace before tending to the problems and concerns of her citizens.

Peach headed down the hall, hesitantly moving forward as she heard a loud clang come from behind a set of large doors. She slowly pushed it open, only to see a silhouette in the quiet, dark room. "Mario?", She whispered.

She flicked the lights on to see a bulletin board full of photos pinned with red lines. Horror struck here face, it soon turned into annoyance as she saw a swaying Mario. He was crouched on the floor mumbling to himself as his body rocked back and forth.

"He's really gone. I figured out Bowser's flight patterns and if I just work out a way to infiltrate his castle, maybe I can see him? I've even made a Koopa disguised!"

Peach plopped down next to him and lifted his chin. "You need to sleep. I get you're worried but-"

"You don't... We've been apart a few times, but a year is different. Even with school, we stuck together. To have the first time we've ever separated for a YEAR and with that tyrant?! I don't even know where to begin with what that stupid Koopa has planned."

Mario stood up and looked at the bulletin board. A sigh left his lips as he began to mumble to himself.

Peach got up and brushed herself off, "You think I don't, but I do... I know how it feels to not be around someone who you care deeply for, but I can reassure you, if your brother decided to go with Bowser of all creatures.. he's braver than you give him credit for.."

"I'm not saying-"

"Would you have gone if the proposal was for you?"

"No, but-"

"Would you have looked for a solution that didn't require three armies?"

Mario opened his mouth to speak then dejectedly looked down, thinking, as his stroked his stache. "Ok... You may have a point there."

"Mhm.", She smiled. "You've been up all night thinking on how to rescue your brother, you haven't even considered that if he needed it, he'll call."

The small plumber turned back to the board and sighed, "then we just sit and wait?.."

"We'll see him at the end of the month, that was the agreement after all. I also made sure he knew that if he wanted to come back at any time, he could.", She answered. "Now, let's start the day. You really need to shave that stubble."

"Yeah... Yeah, I honestly don't know how it grew overnight, truly..", he pondered.

The two made their way out of the room. Mario giving one more glance at the board before closing the door.

'I'm sorry, Princess. But I just need to check on him..'

He pulled out a small picture of a desert land with a sphinx looming in the side of the frame.

Luigi groaned, sweat dripping down his temple as he tossed a bit in bed. The sling restricted his movement, but he gasped awake once an alarm he'd set up from last night began to blare in his ears.

He looked around while taking deep breaths. He was aware he wasn't in his room, but still gazed at it in shock.

Once he calmed down, he slowly reached over with his left hand and stopped the clock. A yawn left his lungs as he recollected all of what happened last night. Looking down at his arm, he cursed under his breath and swiftly moved the covers off of himself.

A set of clothes were left on his nightstand, next to his clock, and he rolled his eyes to the obvious seal stitched onto the shirt.

'He doesn't even wear his own mark, why do I have to- No, calm down Luigi! Just one issue at a time here..'

He would have to deal with it later. Instead, he went over to an unpacked suitcase and began to get a simple green button up shirt, some jeans and his long striped socks. Before heading to his bathroom he grabbed a towel he forgot to grab and some shampoo he didn't put in the cabinet.

Trying to hold everything in one arm was only half the challenge, he now had to figure out how to shower and change his sling without injury.

Words Bowser said before started flooding into his head.

"And if you had just listened, you wouldn't be needing that sling!"

'Sure, blame ME for wanting some space!'

Luigi's frustration grew as he closed his bathroom door and turned on the shower head. Despite him coming into the castle in his Peach disguise, he hadn't seen any bathrooms his size before. He set up the bottles and toothbrush cup as orderly as he could while letting the water run to a temperature he felt wasn't going to burn his skin.

He took a deep breath and started to remove his shirt with his free hand. Lifting and turning to get every bit of his body out of the clothing someone had dressed him in. A shiver trailed as he realized he was undressed and dressed without permission.

'Not now, let's not think about that now!', he thought. His body began shaking a bit, but halted once he finally freed himself from the shirt.

Looking in the mirror, he smiled a bit. The scars near his ribs had faded a bit more and like clockwork, a bit of stubble was growing in.

Getting the rest of it off was simple enough, and as he finished undressing, he stepped into the shower.

The King was in his throne room delegating with a clawful of his captains. He was signing some documents for new dark land residents and grumbled at some of the testimonies. Kamek entered the room, rather cheerfully.

"The Prince and his siblings are eating his breakfast, your highness. They've decided they'd like to sleep at the castle once we arrive and are in quite the destructive spirit this morning.", He hummed.

"Good, we'll be there shortly. Make sure they don't ruin the dining room once we get there. I don't want to see apple pie and steak all over the castle walls again."

"Y-Yes, your highness.."

"Where is the Queen?"

Kamek gulped. He was hoping to avoid talking about Luigi for a few more minutes, but it seemed the King wasn't holding back.

"He's still in his chamber, your highness. Would you like him to stay there?"

"No, have him eat after the children finish. When he's done eating, bring him to the discussion room. Since he wants to be involved, so badly, might as well put some pressure up his stupid as-"

A clash erupted from the large doors swinging open. In bounded Bowser Jr and Ludwig, who panted a bit while trying to stop him.

"Papa!"

"Junior?! Ludwig? What a-are you-"

"Kamek said you got a queen!", He roared excitedly. "Does that mean that Princess said yes?! I knew it!"

His tail was wagging as Ludwig tried to hush him, "Hey! He said not to tell!", He whispered.

But the little prince wasn't listening and stumped Ludwig's muzzle causing him to grumble a bit. "It's true, right?!"

Bowser sighed and nervously gave a smile, "Well... It's a bit complicated, Junior.."

"What?"

"Well you see...", Bowser started. He gestured a bit to Kamek for assistance.

"Uhm, the Queen might not be... What you expect, your highness. We can talk about it once we reach the castle.", Kamek answered.

The small Koopa grunted and stomped, "No! I want to see my new momma!"

Bowser sighed and glared at Kamek, he slowly lifted himself from his throne and headed down the stairs.

Ludwig puffed his chest up a bit but Bowser brought the two closer as he leveled with the kids. "You'll meet the Queen after you and your siblings get ready to leave for your stay at the castle. And Junior, it isn't the Princess, but I promise to explain everything when we land. Ok?"

Junior huffed, resting over Bowser's arm, defeated. "Fine.."

"And Ludwig, make sure he doesn't burn anything..."

"Already on it!", He nodded holding up his staff.

"Good!"

Bowser smiled and for a moment, two purred as they leaned their foreheads against the King's, Junior still wearing a scowl on his face.

"I promise we'll discuss this later.", He smiled. "Now get going. That's an order.."

Ludwig huffed a bit as he gently pushed himself and Bowser Jr towards the door. The two waved goodbye and muffled chatter faded as they headed out.

The King's smile faded away as his head quickly turned towards Kamek, enraged.

"You told the kids?!"

"T-They wondered why you had arrived so late! Lemmy suggested a cuddle pile in your quarters, but-"

"And you couldn't have told them anything else?"

"Sorry, your highness.."

Bowser rumbled, but let his anger subside. "Fine. But get the Queen ready. He can take his breakfast with him to the discussion room. He wants to be involved so badly, it's time he proves it."

Kamek nodded and sped off down the hall on his broomstick to get Luigi.

The co-plumber had gotten ready and felt refreshed after the long shower. He was drying his hair with his free hand near the end of the bed, and was trying to figure out how he'd get his shirt on.

His stomach grumbled for his attention and as he rubbed it a knock came from the door.

"May I come in, your majesty?"

"N-Not ye-", he paused. "Actually yes! It's all right."

Kamek creaked the door open, " Ah! It's good to know you're already getting dressed."

"Yeah.. I need some help getting this shirt on though. Do you think you could.."

"Say no more, your highness!" Kamek proclaimed proudly. As he levitated the shirt, his eyebrow was raised in curiosity, "pardon my intrusion, but these aren't the clothes the King picked out for you. It's quite nice, but as his Queen you should.."

"...I'm not HIS. I'm just THE Queen and if that's the case, then I think wearing my shirt should be fine.", Luigi retorted. He made a failed attempt to fold his arms.

"Right....", the MagiKoopa noted. "If your majesty wishes, I guess I can't retort.". He finished as he warped the shirt onto Luigi's body and went to get the aid kit he'd left in the room.

"As for today, you'll be eating breakfast with the King while going over recent rebellions in a meeting with the captain and general of the Koopa army. The Captain is quite violent and his General is just as much. He's pretty loyal too."

Luigi gulped and stood up, "I feel underdressed now.."

"Which is why I set out clothes for you, your majesty.", Kamek scolded. "We have time to get you changed!"

He thought about it a bit, but shook his head. "I-I think I'll be fine. Just in case though..". He reached for his cape that was resting on the handle of his bed frame, "I'll put this on.."

Kamek gave him a good look at and sighed, 'Oh please, great stars let this not be a mistake!'

In front of a large golden crested door, Luigi stood quivering. He could barely keep his plate of pancakes, eggs, and bacon still that Kamek had to take it in fear of wasting a good meal.

"Anytime now, your majesty..."

"W-What if this is just like last night? I called him an ass! H-He was acting like one, but maybe he hasn't calmed down? I'm not equipped for this? Could we maybe reschedule?! O-Or maybe-"

Kamek looked over at him with an annoyed expression, "Your majesty, I understand your.. concerns, but you bravely spoke your peace yesterday despite the.. repercussions. Not even his bravest soldiers dare talk back to the King without execut-"

"Execution?! I CURSED AT HIM! I COULD BE-".

Luigi was about to pass out.

"No, no! Nothing of the sort. You forget that what you have is something no soldier can compare with."

"Seeing how fast I can get out of here...?"

".....No, you're The Queen, your majesty..."

He already knew this fact, but still could believe it'd be any use to a tyrant. Many queens from his world were executed, whether it was their fault or not. The Kings always held the power and he refused to end up with his head on a pike.

Kamek opened the doors, not before handing Luigi back his plate. Once opened, a surge of light came through causing Luigi's eyes to wince from the exposure. His vision cleared and he gazed at the round table, the same Koopa emblem preserved in the marble, and sharp blacked stone claws digging into its surface. At the head sat the King with two Koopas on each side of him, their attention placed on the duo that were standing there.

Bowser looked unimpressed, his eyelids lowered as he gave Luigi an examination and grunted seeing the casual wear.

"Kind of you to finally join us, your highness." Said the one eyed Koopa.

Luigi nodded in response as he made his way over to a small chair next to Bowser. His footsteps and squeaky heels echoed with each step.

Bowser glanced down at him and took a breath before continuing to speak, "So you say there has been an outbreak in the city?"

"Yes your greatness, several of my soldiers have reported on the citizens disdain for the announcement of the new Queen. They're worried that the brother of Mario will doom your kingdom.", he explained.

"A few have even begun calling you a failed King on account that word got out about the wedding incident... We've captured several of the protestors, but they've begun organizing crimes and rallies, your grace.", The General ranted his fist slamming the table.

Kamek had taken his side by the King while Luigi was eating while his arm was shaking. He felt responsible for all of it and knew how hard change was. A pit sank in his stomach knowing how those expressing their concerns would be executed or tortured and he tried his hardest not to imagine or verbalize their screams of pain in his head.

The King could sense his discomfort, "Hmm... Well, with the damages to several properties, the terrorizing of my citizens, and conspiring against the crown... It would be suitable to punish those who don't agree with my decision. Wouldn't you say so, Luigi?"

Luigi gulped, he was both shocked and infuriated by his response. He knew Bowser was pushing another button in him and was starting to crack. A small smile started to form on his face, "No."

"No?"

"No", he repeated. "I don't think they should be punished for voicing their concerns. They have no idea who I am."

Bowser raised an eyebrow and pressed on, "Wouldn't that make you furious? It would be better to squash any doubt in your leadership."

"Of course that works for someone like you.."

"And what's THAT supposed to mean?!",Bowser snarled.

Luigi smirked, enjoying the upper hand. "A brute will act brutish, you haven't even considered giving your citizens closure on me being a new leader to them."

"I- uhm-", his jaw opened. The Captain looked a bit uneasy.

"I'm not finished.", He noted. "You only prove them right by imprisoning those telling you of how stupid of a choice it was to make your ENEMY an equal. But what do I know, I'm just your prisoner."

Luigi closed his eyes and did a one-sided shrug before lifting the fork to his mouth. The room stayed stunned as Bowser tried to find the words to respond. His Captain and General started to rethink their strategy before Bowser spoke.

".... Y-You.. Ugh!"

"Should we... Torture them.. or-"

Bowser sighed, he could feel a headache growing as he tried to think this over. He hadn't thought further on the situation and wanted to simply stop it before anything got out of hand, but realized only now that his decision was the cause of all of this.

"No! Not yet at least, give me a day to think about this. We will relocate the prisoners to the castle cells once we reach there. I'll make my decision once my meetings in Sarasaland are over. Get the chains ready for their departure and station your guards at each cell. Two guards to a prisoner."

"Yes, your highness!", The two nervously stated.

"Leave us be... You too, Kamek.."

"O-Of course.", He answered. The MagiKoopa gave Luigi a pat on the shoulder before heading out with the others.

"Are you trying to make a fool out of me?"

Luigi only gulped at the worried expression on his face and didn't dare look up from his plate. His chewing slowed as he tried to retain his confidence.

The doors slowly clasped closed.

Bowser slowly turned to the man, he had a claw on the table and lowered his head, almost two inches away from Luigi's ear.

His heated breath could be felt trickling the Queen's neck, "No, you do that enough for yourself.. Both last night and just now."

Bowser snarled as his claws scrapped the resin surface, long marks being made on the table. "It was you and your brother's plan that ruined my rep!"

"Someone with BRAINS would've seen that me in a dress wasn't your damned bride! For fuck's sake, I wore a MASK!", Luigi retorted. He stood up as he spoke, which caused the Koopa to slowly move his head back once he did. "Maybe get those eyes checked."

Bowser grumbled, "Oh yeah!? Well- fuck you!-"

'I was excited to finally be happy for once!'

"-You and your brother always pull some FUCKING trick to get YOUR way. You're both just as inconsiderate as I am!"

Luigi's mouth gaped open and he poked at the King's snout, "My brother is nothing like you! He is the most considerate and understanding guy I know!-"

'If I were as half the man as he is...'

"-You don't even!" Luigi paused. "You know what, no. I'm not going to go back and forth with you. What do you want?"

Bowser blinked. He was so ready to fire back at him, he'd forgotten what started the argument. Why was he fighting with someone beneath his authority.

"I...". His head lowered in defeat. He sighed and sat up again. "I.. wanted to know if you'd really want to give cLosURre to my kingdom. I, hadn't thought about...ugh."

Luigi looked at him confused by his confession, "You didn't think anyone would have a problem with it?"

"That's not it. I just, didn't... Actually that's exactly it..."

He rolled his eyes at the large Koopa as he ate more of the bacon. "I'd like to... It's only fair, since I'm their Queen now."

"Right..".

The two sat in the realization for a moment. The quiet deafened the room as the clinking from the fork and plate kept the silence from setting in.

"This is the first time you've had a civil conversation with me.", He noted.

"Don't get used to it, this was only the start of your duties."

"Sure", he chewed. "As if you'll let me do anything..."

"I gave you the opportunity to make a decision and all you did was question my choices! How can I let you do anything??"

"You ASKED for my opinion, not a decision. You had already thought of one, I merely gave my input on it.", He scoffed finishing up his eggs.

Bowser mumbled and mimicked him, but for some reason his tail was swaying. "That's enough out of you."

Standing up, he took Luigi's plate, "Get back to your chambers."

"I can handle the plate-"

"I heard you shuffling with it in your puny hand from outside. You could barely hold Lemmy with it."

'Lemmy?..'

"And whose fault is that?!"

"Will you let it go already!! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! IT'LL FUCKING HEAL!"

Luigi flinched and took a deep breath, "Say your sorry and mean it."

"Mean it?", the Koopa snorted.

"Yes, say you're sorry for hurting me!"

"You expect me to surrender to-"

"Nevermind... I just want to lay down."

"This isn't on the level of some battle! JUST-", Luigi sat down, exhausted from screaming. His free hand covering his eyes and he sighed. It felt like arguing with his niece all over again and he didn't want to over exert himself.

Bowser gaped his mouth to say something else, but clenched it and nodded. "The soldiers will take you back."

"Yeah, yeah."

Through the corridor, Luigi was followed quite closely by two guards, stopping here and there to check out portraits hung on the walls. As he stepped into his room and shut the door, he plopped on his uninjured side and winced at the pain from the sudden jolt.

'All I wanted was..'

He didn't dare finish that thought, he knew what he wanted, but shouldn't have expected it from a dragon wannabe. He flopped onto his back, so he could brace himself upwards and started to the window. Looking out, he could see a few huts on some wetlands and noticed the drastic transition from soil to soot.

Bowser placed the plate in the sink and started to wash it. The Koopa beside him glanced up at him nervously, already working on a heavy load of dishes.

He didn't say anything, but he could tell his presence made them nervous, "You."

"M-Me, your highness?"

"No, the ceiling."

"Oh! Ok."

Bowser groaned, "Of course I meant you!"

"Sorry, your highness!", They squeaked.

"Ugh... Look, did you treat the Queen last night?"

The Koopa perked up, "Yes! H-He was a bit nervous about drinking the soup, but I-"

"I didn't ask for all of the details."

"Sorry.."

"Good. Now, did he.. seem like a fit ruler to you?"

The dish-washer slowly lowered their sponge and plate, thinking. "He.. didn't NOT seem like one."

"Hm... And did he ever yell any orders? Demand anything? What do you think of him as a Queen?"

The Koopa was stunned, eyes widened and was slowly inched away from the King in fear of the wrong answer.

"Well?", Bowser sneered.

"U-Um... He didn't yell, I think his orders were in reason... He asked me to taste the soup for poison. I'm not sure if h-he'll be a good Queen since I don't know what he's done for the kingdom yet..B-But as long as he keeps your kingdom strong. It should be fine?"

Bowser put the plate down and grabbed the Koopa with his claw. They yelled and quivered as he raised them up to his eye level.

"Are you saying he'd take my place?!"

"N-No! Not at all your highness! I-Im just saying you could use him to your advantage! He'll know.. um. Oh! About plans of attack against your kingdom o-or possibly the location of another superstar?!", They squeaked as their head was slowly retracting.

Bowser thought about it and grinned, he dropped the help and stomped off.

'And with him visiting home every month.. I could use the plans of the Mushroom kingdom to once and for all, crush Mario and take Peach! I'll have a proper wedding and Queen at my side!'

He chuckled at the thought and headed to his throne room.

The ship started to descend and near the entrance, the Koopa kids were excitedly ready to rampage through the castle and fill their rooms with treasures from their journey. Ludwig was carrying a few scrolls as Morton picked one up as it dropped.

"Why so many? Kamek said we didn't have to study spells this month.", He questioned. The kids turned their attention to him.

"I thought I'd help out more by digging into advanced magic! I want to take down that pesky plumber.", Ludwig answered. He placed what he had into his sack and took the one he dropped from his brother.

"I see no point in it, Bowser said we shouldn't interfere until-", Wendy noted.

"Until we're ready!", The group chimed in unison.

"It's never stopped us yet! Heck, even the Prince terrorized his first village before he was ready!", Roy added slickly.

"I could test out new explosives too!", Iggy popped in.

"Eh, I doubt-"

"KIDS!"

All of them looked at the stomping Koopa approaching, Kamek flying in tow. "You better not be planning on doing anything this time. Right?"

"Right..." Larry winked.

"I'm serious, the Queen is staying in the castle with you all, so I don't want trouble this time."

"What?! So Kamek wasn't lying?!"

"Ooh! Is she pretty?! Finally, another lady in the castle! Maybe we can-"

"Heeey! What's wrong with males?!"

Bowser sighed as the kids bickered, he roared for their attention and they flinched. "Look, you can ask him all the questions you want, I don't care. But no shenanigans, got it?"

"Yes sir!"

Morton stuck his tongue out at Wendy when Bowser mentioned a 'him' and she rolled her eyes.

"Shut it!", She whispered

Luigi made his way down the hall, panting a bit as he realized he wasn't able to pack everything so quickly. A few shirts began slipping out of the suitcases the guards were carrying. One had flown behind to pick up and catch what was slipping.

When he reached the group, he was out of breath.

"Took you long enough..", Bowser grumbled.

"If you didn't give me less than an HOUR to pack, I wouldn't need to rush!", He retorted between breaths.

The Koopalings and Junior just stared at Luigi, as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. They looked at Bowser and erupted in questions.

"Him!? Are you kidding?!"

"Why is he wearing a polo and jean- jeggings?! I'm appalled!"

"He doesn't even have a shell!"

"He's that weak?! Look at his arm!"

Roy just glared at him and shook his head. Luigi shivered and just lowered his head in embarrassment.

"You've gotta be kidding me! Even my smallest attack would knock him off his feet!"

"QUIET! One at a time!", Bowser growled. "I said I'll explain this in the castle, now hop to it!"

The kids grumbled and complained as they walked in with their luggage carried behind them. Luigi blinked and felt relieved that this gave him some time to collect his thoughts.

"So... Kids?", He started. "How many times have you-"

"what?...NO I DIDN'T-"

The Koopalings all went into their separate chambers and started unpacking. Junior on the other hand, had other ideas.

He scampered into his clown car, huffing a bit as he fell in and flew off into the halls. He wanted to understand why his dad chose someone like Luigi to be the Queen. He always boasted about the beautiful and infamous Princess, so what made the little plumber so special.

"I'm leaving."

"ok?", Luigi looked at him confused. He already knew Bowser was on his way, but wasn't sure why the scaly guy was watching him unpack.

"I'm REALLY leaving you here.", He repeated.

"Mhm."

"I don't know when I'll be back! It could take days!", Bowser exclaimed.

Luigi put his shirt in the dresser and turned his head to Bowser slowly, "And?.. You made it clear I'm staying.."

"Right..", the King grunted with a grin. "Good to know you're finally listening."

Luigi just stood there, he gestured to him his eyes squinting and the finger tips of his free hand touching. His mouth gaped as he was unable to understand the beast's persistence.

Junior flew by but backed up once he heard murmurs coming from down the hall. His father's tail laid outside the door and as he began to get closer he finally heard the slight embarrassment coming from the King.

"Are you asking me to go with you?"

"No! But since you're SO persistent about it!"

"I mentioned it ONCE"

"Look, Greenie. I get it. If you're too scared to ask about it in my presence then that's understandable. You are quite weak, but I'll consider your involvement in my duties."

"I...I DIDN'T EVEN ASK!"

Junior gasped and busted in, falling out of the car as it crashed into the bed and exploded into flames.

Luigi ducked and flew back as best he could to avoid the blast. Meanwhile Junior tucked into his shell and rolled over by his father's feet from the backlash. He popped out ready to defend his dad when he looked up to see his father glaring at him, his brows furrowed.

"Junior.... How many times do I have to tell you.. TO NOT USE THE CAR TO BUST THROUGH DOORS!", he roared. "ONLY THE WALLS GOSH DAMNIT!"

"He was yelling at you!! I wanna make sure he doesn't do it again!"

"He- go to the living area! Wait there with your siblings!"

"But dad!"

"NOW!"

Junior grumbled, "NO!"

Luigi was checking his arm, it was still sore, but the pain wasn't as intense. He coughed from the debris and stood up, looking at the two arguing.

"Great... Now there's two..", he muttered. "HEY!"

Both paused and snapped their jaws shut to stare at Luigi.

"U-Uhm.. my bed is.... Anyways, could we please get that taken care of? I don't want to hear you two bickering for the rest of the morning."

"You can't tell Papa what to do!", Junior huffed.

"I'll send someone to fix it.."

"WHAT?! BUT PAPA!"

"NO, GO TO THE LIVING AREA. NOW!"

"HMPH!"

Junior stomped off, not before sticking his tongue out at Luigi and pulling up his mask. Bowser watched him go and could see Junior wiping a tear away as he headed down the hall. He sighed then turned his attention to the flaming bed.

"If you want my advice-"

"Shut it and follow me."

"Right..", Luigi sighed.

'Not even gonna ask if I'm ok'

The two started down the corridor. Luigi, now making pace with the base of Bowser's tail.

"Oh, and is your arm healed yet?"

"what?.."

"You heard me."

Luigi looked at it, "Yeah, it's doing ok now."

"Good.. because you'll probably break the other one."

"WHY YOU-"

In the living area, the Koopalings were all waiting around on the cushioned furniture. A few blanket slings and egg chairs kept them entertained.

Junior stepped into the room and their attentions were raised as he wiped away another tear.

Roy spun over to him, got on one knee and asked him what happened. "Papa yelled at me! All because I was trying to stop the stupid human from yelling at him!"

"Did you crash the clown car again?", Lemmy asked.

"No!"

He raised an eyebrow at him, "Really?"

"Well..."

Roy smiled, "Nice one, lil Prince."

Before Junior could reply, Bowser walked in and looked at the room. The Koopalings gave him their attention as he smiled from it.

"Wait, where's Larry?"

"On your shell."

"...... LARRY!"

"Hehehe!", the little one slid down and ran back to his blanket swing.

"Now, I know you're all wondering about the Queen. But I can assure you, it's not what you believe it to be.", Bowser began. "There were some... Complications during the wedding ceremony and due to the mix up, Greenie here is the temporary Queen for a year."

Ludwig raised an eyebrow, "So he's still Queen.."

"Yes, but he's only this as a punishment! It's not permanent."

"Why not just imprison him for a year?"

"Yeah!", Morton agreed. "Torture him then patch him up again! Then torture him some more!"

The plumber tensed up and began to shiver from the thought of the kids using his body as a punching bag. He looked up at the King for any sign of mercy.

Bowser raised his brows, his eyes filled with pride in their persistent blood lust. He cleared his throat, "I've already injured his arm as a warning if he is defiant. Additionally, if we tortured him, his brother and the Mushroom Kingdom would begin a siege. Even though we could easily overpower them, we... Need to preserve resources."

Luigi let out a sigh of relief, but was still shocked by Bowser's growing smile.

Junior looked at him directly, "I don't like him! He can't be Queen! Divorce him!"

"Who taught you that?"

"Wendy said that's what couples do! Divorce him!"

"Junior.."

Bowser picked up the tiny Prince, a look of worry on his face. "Look at it this way, if I keep the small, feeble, weak human-"

"Hey!"

"-Then we could taunt Mario and torture him. You can even send a letter saying we fractured his arm."

"Really?!", The young Koopa exclaimed excitedly.

Bowser nodded.

"I'll go get my crayons!"

Luigi tried to jump in, "I don't think that's a good idea!"

"No one asked!", Ludwig noted.

"Now, you can get your crayons but you have to say you'll let the prisoner stay the Queen. No more talk of a divorce! From ANY of you.", His head slowly turned to Wendy.

She looked a bit unamused as she filed her claws, "Right."

"ok!", Junior agreed. He hopped down and ran over to Larry, who was already coloring on some paper.

Bowser looked satisfied with the outcome, but Luigi was just standing there baffled by his solution.

"You do realize my brother will have your skull if he sends that?"

"I'd like to see him try, shrimpie.", Bowser turned to leave. "I'm heading out children! Don't kill too many Troopa while I'm gone."

"Okay!", A few said in unison.

"No promises!"

"Greenie, you're coming back onto the ship."

"What?!"

"Your bed is damaged and I...uh.. don't have other rooms in the castle."

"You can't be serious.", Luigi replied, unable to believe him.

"Unless you want to sleep in my chambers...", Bowser murmured.

"Pardon?"

"Nothing! Get over here now!"

"Fine, geez! Would it hurt you to say please?!", Luigi scolded as he hurriedly rushed over to the stomping Koopa. "Prick."

"Shortie."

"IM ABOVE THE AVERAGE HEIGHT FOR HUMANS!"

"Sure you are. Keep dreaming, little Queen."

"I hate you..", Luigi grumbled.

"I hate you more."

#a green queen bowuigi fanfic #a green queen #bowuigi #bowser x luigi #bowser #luigi #super mario bros #super mario #smb #bowuigi fanfiction

[yearning-mlm-hours]

Not a fan tbh of the person who called other transmascs on t terfs for saying what a Literal Doctor will tell you: that if you start T you will inevitable look like a grown man and most likely similar to the other men in your family

Like as a man on t for over a year I can assure you I did not magically become an androgynous twink and instead am becoming a mildly androgynous girlboy bear with a lot of acne and a killer stache

We aren't stopping you from romanticising your transition; we are explicitly telling you to prepare for the realistic effects of t, such as weight gain, hair loss/hairline definition, and masculinisation. If you come from a long line of bald, fat, sweaty men, then that will probably be you one day. It is perfectly okay never medically to transition, but if you aren't sure you want the possible effects of testosterone, or can't afford to go bald, then ask yourself if you should go on T without exhausting other options.

If you don't want bottom growth, there are other options. If you only want a deep voice, there are other options. If you cannot handle the possibility that you won't be "conventionally teenage attractive," then there are OTHER OPTIONS.

I've also seen people idolise men who are very much done with puberty as their transition goals who get upset when they still look pubescent one year on t which is??? Like puberty usually takes 3 to 5 YEARS you gotta WAIT lmao

Being fat and bald are not the end of the world or even harmful things, but if you can't handle the possibility of being fat, bald, or "unmistakably masculine", then you may want to consult a gender therapist about ways to transition in a more affirming way.

#trans mlm #ftm #transmasc #transneutral #trans men #nonbinary #genderqueer #agender #trans hrt #testosterone #medical transition

[plainemmanem]

this what what modern steve looks like to me. he wears his glasses and his hair is shaggy and he very strictly only lets you call him stevie and hes popular but private and hes a sweetie pie and he doesnt pay much attention to detail because hes steve but he always notices the nicest things and he loves your S necklace even though its so cliche and he wears a ring that reminds him of you that he takes of for nothing and no one and he is such a good kisser it cant be legal its so not fair

and he has the biggest fattest bestest dick ever and he gives it to u so good ☺️

this has been. rotting. in my inbox because i love it so much this is peak modern steve content right here. everything you said is so so so true woah.

he wears his glasses all the time but only after you BEGGED him to get a prescription. he refused to wear glasses before but then you said he’d look so hot in them and now he wears them every day:)

he has his hair kind of long and unruly but it’s always so soft and clean and silky because he takes good care of it, he just doesn’t always take the time to style it and sometimes he just wears a cap or a beanie because he can’t be bothered:)

and he grows a little mustache because you ask him to:) and he is very good about keeping it tidy and he always asks like “the stache still doin it for you?” and you’re always like “steve. you are hot always, but with that. you are actually so so so unbearably attractive.” and he always gets all mushy after you say that:)

and he only lets you call him stevie yeah. robin calls him it once as a little joke and you’re like . hm i kind of like that. so now when you call him it — usually when you’re feeling soft or he’s looking so sweet and boyfriend — a little blush always rises up from his neck to his cheeks and he always likes to pretend it doesn’t bother him but he’s so transparent with you, you can immediately tell. and when robin calls him that again he’s like “don’t. call me that.” and she’s like “but y/n calls you it all the time. she got it from ME you know.” and he’s like “i don’t like it when you say it.” but it’s really just because everytime robin says it, he immediately thinks of you and his face goes a little red:)

and he’s such a charmer when you’re out. he loves to schmooze a crowd, it’s residual from his king steve days. and he loves talking and chatting, but sometimes he doesn’t wanna be the center of attention, he just wants to stand off to the side with you and whisper and joke in your ear and gossip about people at the party. and he’s a little fake BAHAHA. someone will come up to him at a party and they’ll be like “oh my god! steve!” and he’s like “wow, hey! how’s it going! it’s been forever” and he’s laying it on so thick, but he’s really convincing, and the second you guys walk away you’re like “steve, who was that??” and he’s like “absolutely no idea, all i can remember is that he cheated on his girlfriend a couple years ago so we do not like him.”

and he can get kind of distracted at times, mostly by you, so he isn’t too in touch with a lot of things outside of you. he can tell from across the room if you need a refill on your drink, but he fails to notice when robin dyes her hair pink, he’s not always the most observant when it’s not pertaining to you but he tries:)

and he doesn’t really stay in the loop with a lot of things. like, he doesn’t know too much about the news or new music or social media or anything unless you tell him about it. so he’s like “hey guys! did you hear about that new BeReal thing??? y/n just told me about it:)” and everyone’s like “steve, that’s been a thing for like…. six months.”

and he got you that silly “s” necklace a couple months ago for an anniversary and he used some cheesy line like “so i’m always right there, by your heart☺️” and he was partially playing it up as a gag, but then you start to where it and never take it off, and he never really thought jewelry could do something to him, but just seeing it around your neck. knowing that your his and he’s yours and you wanna show everyone that. makes him a little dizzy and a little possessive :)

and you get him a ring a couple months later with both of your initials engraved into the side. and you try to keep it casual, like the ring isn’t a huge deal, like “well i have my necklace so i thought, i dunno, maybe you’d want something to wear too. for us:)” and then he wears it on his pinky every day and never takes it off and he’s very adamant about wearing it and never losing it. and he always fidgets with it when he’s anxious and he loves when you twirl it around his finger late at night when you’re holding his hand in bed:)

and he’s an amazing kisser yeah:( he knows exact how you like it and when you need him to be soft and when you need him to just take control and he’s a frequent kisser too. you guys aren’t really into pda at all, but i think he’s a big “kiss on the temple” in place of saying “hi” or “goodbye.” hes leaving the tip for the waiter at the restaurant and he’ll jog after you on the street and sling an arm over your shoulder and plant a little peck on your temple like “where to now? home? or dessert? or we can walk the block for a little while?” and when you visit him at work and he’s really excited to see you, he’ll come around the counter and he’ll give you one of those cocky smiles like “couldn’t stay away?” and he grabs your head with both hands and plants a kiss on your hairline and drags you into his side and behind the counter with an arm over your shoulders. and he’s like “thank god you showed up, robin was just about to start ranting about her stupid band camp again.” and then as robin starts rambling and getting lost in her thoughts, steve will lean down and press a little kiss into your temple and whisper a soft “hi:)” into your skin, before turning back to bicker with robin:)

yeah and his cock is huge, the first few times he literally insists on being on top and controlling how much he gets inside you because he’s afraid to hurt you. and he’s just like. really good in bed. the first few times you sleep together, you’re both a little clumsy and awkward, but you’re both just so giddy and giggly, it’s not scary or anything:) and after a little while, he just gets really really good at knowing what you like and how you like it and he really makes it a point to make your legs shake at least once every time because he’s nice like that:)

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington smut

[basiccortez]

Best Actress | A Miles Teller Fanfic

synopsis: you get nominated for your very first Oscar the same year your husband's movie gets nominated

word count: 2.8k

warnings: none:) fluffy shit

When the nominations came out at the end of January, you couldn’t believe it. You had actually been asleep, just coming home from finishing up a press tour in London for your latest film. You had been counting down the days until you could join your husband back in bed in your home in California. Miles had promised you a quiet morning in, just the two of you getting reacquainted with one another, however, he had different plans. 

The Oscar buzz had been in the air for weeks, as he was awaiting to see what awards TopGun was going to be nominated for. He didn’t think that the film was going to have as successful of an award season as they had been having. Hell, he didn’t think the movie was going to be as big as it was, period. He had woken up before you, and was sitting on the back porch watching the sunset, refreshing his twitter feed every forty-five seconds, when he saw the Best Actress nomination pop up. He nearly spit his coffee halfway across the backyard as he quickly ran up to your room, and all but jumped on the bed to wake you up. 

“Best fucking Actress! Baby, you got fucking nominated for best fucking actress!” 

You could hardly understand him as he was shaking you awake, his voice full of excitement. It took you several moments to realize what he was talking about, and your agent called you to tell you the news that Miles had already broken. 

“Best fucking Actress, Y/N. You got nominated for best fucking actress!” 

You broke down in tears as Miles held you in his arms and placed kisses all over your face. You had been along for the ride this award season, feeling the honor of being nominated and winning a couple awards. Your name had been mentioned a couple times during the Oscars talk, but never did you think that you would be nominated. You were still relatively new to the movie scene, this film has been your breakout start. The world couldn’t get enough of you, calling you the next ‘Hollywood Sweetheart’.  

“The Oscars,” You mumbled after you hung up with your agent, still not believing a single word that had been spoken in the last hour. You. Nominated. For an Oscar.

“The fucking Oscars,” Miles mumbled against your skin, “You did it, baby.” You blushed and turned to face your husband. You let out an excited squeal and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him to lay back down in bed next to you. He chuckled and ran his hands down your back, as you intertwined your legs together. You brought your lips up to kiss his soft ones, your hands tangling in his brown curls. Ever since he got his role in ‘The Gorge’ he had been growing his beard out, and you actually liked it. You thought that the ‘Rooster’ stache had driven you crazy, this beard was a thousand times worse.  

Miles hummed against your lips as he easily moved so he was on top of you. You were in just one of his shirts, so he easily slid his hand up your bare thigh and hooked it over your hip. 

“We should celebrate,” He said, placing kisses on your lips. 

“How so?” You let out a moan as he nipped at your skin. 

“I can think of a few ways. . . both of them require very little clothing,” His hand had barely touched your rib cage when your phone rang. You groaned and looked over to see who it was, immediately pushing your husband off of you, “Hey!” 

“It’s Glen,” You said, and Miles rolled his eyes. You swiped to answer the call, “Hel-” 

“BEST FUCKING ACTRESS!?” 

— — — 

The last two months had been a whirlwind. You had interview after interview lined up after the Oscar nominations had come out. You were in New York in the morning, and LA at night. Miles felt like he had hardly seen you at all. It even got worse when he moved to London to start shooting ‘The Gorge’ and you stayed in LA, working on a new project. He missed you like crazy, and called you any time he could. 

You were up early. Earlier than you needed to be but the nerves had started early. You sat on the small balcony of the hotel, watching as the sun rose over the waves. Today was the day. The day that you had watched on TV for years, and dreamed of what you would say if you ever won. You were running through the list of people to thank in your head, but you knew that you’d probably miss someone and get a text about it later. Miles was still fast asleep in bed, his bare back on display and the sheet hiding his modesty. He had flown in two days ago, and he had hardly let you leave the bed. You bit your lip as the memories of the night prior filled your mind. The touches, the kisses, the words that were said.

Taking a deep breath, you stood up from your chair and walked back into the bedroom. Miles stirred slightly as you pulled the blankets back and climbed back in next to him. He turned on his side to face you, putting his arm around your waist and pulling you back against his warm chest. 

“Sleep,” His voice was raspy, “Need it.” 

“I have my sleep schedule back to normal,” You said, and placed a kiss on his bicep tattoo, “Too nervous to sleep.” 

“Don’t be,” He sighed, and tried to pull you even closer to him, “You will be amazing. You’re always amazing. That’s why I married you.” 

“I thought you married me because I like Kyle Schwarber.” 

“That’s an added bonus,” Miles chuckled, “But I also married you because you’re beautiful, talented, smart, caring, kind, amazing, and I love you.” 

You turned your head back to look at him, his brown eyes open. You could see the different strands of green that were mixed in his irises, “I love you too,” You pecked his lips for settling back in his arms for a couple more winks of sleep. 

— — — 

The carpet was at five, and your glam team had shown up at noon to start getting you ready. Your agent, Amanda, was right there the whole time, helping call the shots. You hardly knew a thing about makeup other than how to put on foundation, eyeshadow, mascara, blush and lip gloss. Most days you weren’t wearing makeup at all, either too tired or didn’t care enough to put it on when you were doing something like going to the grocery store. Miles was getting ready in another room, since your team was taking up most of it. 

“You said you wanted something classic,” Leo, your stylist said, “Very old Hollywood, nothing too eye-catching. I feel like we’ve had a good run this award season. We are yet to make the worst dressed list, and the tiktokers agree,” You giggled and sipped your tea as another stylist was doing your hair, “So, I decided on black, and ball gown-ish. Can never go wrong with a good black dress.” 

You stood up from your chair and walked to the garment rack full of black dresses. Your fingers skimmed over the various fabrics, halfway listening to Leo explain about the dress. It wasn’t until you got to the last one that you gasped and looked over at Leo, who had a knowing smirk on his face.

“Oh, I’m damn good at what I do,” Leo praised himself and grabbed the dress from the rack and held it up, “Valentino, classic ball-gown, off the shoulder, a train for days.” 

“That’s the dress,” You smiled and bit back a childish giggle as you sat back in the make-up chair and let the professionals do their job. 

Leo helped you into your dress and zipped the back of it. It fit just right, hugging your curves and pushing your breasts up just right. Your hair team decided to put your hair up to showcase off your neck and collarbones. Leo had given you a gorgeous diamond choker to wear, making sure not to take away too much from the top of the dress. There was a slit in the dress which would showcase the black Louboutin, which was going to match Miles’ dress shoes. You were finishing up putting in your diamond stud earrings that had been a gift from Tom Cruise on your nomination, while Miles walked in and let out a low whistle. 

“Holy shit,” He said, “I thought you were perfect on our wedding day, I didn’t know it only got better.” 

You blushed and looked over at him, “This is okay? It’s not like. . . bad is it?” 

“No, sweetheart,” Miles walked over to you and gently lifted your chin up to look at him, “I don’t wanna be a cliche, but you take my breath away,” You playfully rolled your eyes as he laughed at his own pun, “But you are beautiful, breathtaking, there’s nothing else like you on the planet.” 

“You flatter me, Mr. Teller,” You put your hand on his chest, leaning into him. 

“Just doing my husbandly duties,” He smiled and kissed your lips quickly, knowing how you felt about smudged lipstick, “Now come on, we are going to be late.” 

You took a deep breath and took his hand, letting him lead you out of your room. Your heartbeat was in your ears as you stood in the elevator, his hand on your hip and him standing behind you. He was humming the melody to ‘Take My Breath Away’, drawing small circles over the fabric. He knew you were nervous, it was like his sixth sense. No matter how many carpets and premieres he’s dragged you to over the years, you still felt that ball of nerves in your stomach. 

The drive to the Adobe theater made you want to throw up. The second you pulled up, you could see the fans gathered around start to whisper to one another about who had arrived. You gulped and felt your hands begin to shake as cameras and phones were pointed towards your car. Miles reached over and grabbed your hand, giving it a tight squeeze. 

“Is it too late to decline?” You asked, your voice shaky. 

“Yes,” Miles said and you gave him a look, “I know you’re nervous,” He leaned over towards you, talking low, “but sweetheart, you got this. This is your night. I’m just the arm candy. You are the Oscar Nominated Best Actress. . . I’m just some dude who grew a mustache and did a shimmy on the beach.” 

“Should win an oscar for that scene alone,” You joked and Miles cracked a smile. 

“There’s my girl,” He said, bringing your hand up to his lips and kissing your diamond ring, “Now, let’s go so the whole world can see how stunning you are.” 

You nodded and Miles got out of the car first, fixing his tie and jacket, waving to a couple fans who yelled his name. You closed your eyes, taking in a few slow deep breaths, as the door opened. Miles smiled at you and held his hand out for you to take. You mouthed a thanks as you carefully stepped out of the car. Much like on your wedding day, Miles was careful of the train of your dress, lifting it in his hand so it didn’t drag on the ground until you got to the red carpet. The fans standing by yelled and screamed your name, and you turned to wave at them as the two of you walked towards the entrance of the theater. The second you stepped onto the beige carpet, Miles let go of your train, but made sure to spread it out. You looked over your shoulder and smiled at him as he stuck his tongue out a bit as he spread the fabric. 

“What?” He asked, looking at you as if you were the only one standing in the room. 

“Nothing,” You smiled, and held your hand out for him to take. He walked up and grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers and kissing them as you made your way towards the first stop of pictures. 

Miles went first, giving his best smoldering look at each of the cameras. You couldn’t help but giggle as he moved from side to side, looking at the various cameras. The director of the carpet nodded for you to start your walk. You held your hands together, fiddling with your ring as you got to the first red X on the carpet. You took a deep breath and rolled your shoulders back, looking at the photographers yelling your name. Miles stood off to the side and watched you. You were so effortlessly beautiful and confident getting your picture taken. He swore you did not have a bad angle. He could watch you all day stand in front of a camera. 

“Miles! Come get next to your wife!” One photographer yelled and he nodded, going over to stand by you. He wrapped his arm around your waist, settling his hand on your hip. 

You felt more comfortable having your husband behind you, like a strong wall holding you up in the storm. You relaxed a bit more, your true smile coming out instead of the fake one you had perfected from years of standing next to Miles at premieres. When you were done having your picture taken, he guided you to the next stop on the carpet which was the various interviews. Your friend Vanessa Hudgens smiled brightly at you and waved you over while Miles went to do an interview for Entertainment Tonight. 

“Darling, look at you!” Vanessa said, giving you a hug, “How do you feel about not only your husbands, but your nominations tonight?” 

“Oh boy, where do I begin. . .” 

As the award show dragged on, the worst your nerves seemed to get. You and Miles were sitting next to Jennifer and her husband. The rest of the TopGun cast sat behind you, Tarzan having quickly come up with a drinking game like he always does. Lewis was texting Glen updates on winners. They had won one award so far, and were by far the loudest in the room when the sound team stepped up on the stage to receive it. 

When the announcer announced the next presenters, it felt like pterodactyls had just been launched in your stomach. Your hands grew sweaty as you pulled your palm away from Miles’ to wipe the sweat away. He grimaced and grabbed your hand again, holding it tightly in his. You looked at him, your eyes wide with anxiety and nerves. He smiled at you and leaned down to place a kiss on the side of your head. 

“I love you,” Miles whispered, “You are spectacular, and amazing, and I can’t believe I get to sit here next to the Oscar nominated best actress.” 

You looked at your husband and nodded, a smile easing on your face. You sat back in your chair and listened as the nominees were showcased. When your name and movie were presented, you could hear your friends around you stand up and start cheering. You turned red as Tarzan let out a whistle and Jay had to grab his suit coat to pull him back down in his seat. 

“And the winner is. . .” 

You felt like you could throw up. You closed your eyes and held Miles’ hand tightly in your own, as you heard the winner be announced. You opened your eyes and looked towards the front of the auditorium, where Michelle was sitting, a giddy smile on your face as you clapped for her. You stood up with the rest of the crowd, giving Michelle a standing ovation as she accepted her award. When you sat back down in your chair, it felt like you could breathe again. 

The second you got to the afterparty, you lost sight of Lewis, Tarzan and Danny as they went off to go get drinks. Monica had found some old co-stars, and Jay was talking with his wife. You had a smile on your face as you watched your fellow castmates congratulate other actors on their awards. A glass of champagne was placed in front of you and you turned to see your husband standing next to you. He kissed your temple again, and put his arm around your waist. 

“I’m sorry, baby,” He said. 

“Cause I didn’t win?” You asked and he nodded, “I didn’t deserve to win. I was in a tough category against legends. It was an honor to even be talked about to be perfectly honest.” You looked up at your husband, “Just gives me something to work towards next year.”

“You amaze me,” Miles kissed your perfectly painted red lips. You hummed into the kiss and scratched your nails along the scruff on his cheeks, “Now come on! I want to dance with my Oscar Nominated Best Actress.” You giggled as he grabbed your hand and pulled you to the dance floor.

NOTE: this is a work of fiction. All scenarios, and relationships are made up and constructed in a fictional realm. Any hate of any kind will not be tolerated.

tagging some people who may enjoy: @fanboygarcia @topgun-imagines @sunlightmurdock @seresinsbabe

if you want to be tagged in more RPF let me know:)

#top gun imagine #top gun maverick imagine #miles teller fan fic #miles teller imagine #miles teller fan fiction #miles teller x reader #miles teller x you #miles teller x y/n #miles teller fic

[teeth--thief]

Photos of Lyonyd (Leonid?…) Toptunov? I wouldn’t mind rambling on him, also.

- Rodka

I deliberately saved this ask for last (sort of). As a treat for myself and as a threat for everyone else ♡ And for @ur-favorite-basil-enthusiast since he was also interested in seeing The Collection.

I'll have to split this into a few parts - dreaful, I know! - because I can only add 10 pictures to one post while on mobile =( I'll keep reblogging with additional pictures till I run out of things to share. Subscribe for more insane content in the future and don't forget to click that bell icon to...

Part 1

He had manifested to me in a dream when I first started researching Chernobyl, have I ever mentioned that? Well, he has. Which was truly an anomaly because I almost never have any dreams at all... but about that some other time, perhaps.

I am going to put the pictures of him under the cut so nobody gets jumpscared by my Collection of Five Billion White Guy Pictures. And I'll also include some relevant information! Or as relevant as I can make it, at least.

Just to be clear (and safe): I found all of these out in the wild, on da internet. I am, however, pretty sure that at least the collage of his pics from uni times is from @/toptunovleonid on Instagram. So, just to be very clear: all credit for at least that goes to her.

Semi-chronologically, his pictures go like this:

Ignoring that one picture that is barely visible and out of frame in a few pictures of the photo album it's in, because he looks about 10 there and I feel slightly weird about sharing it specifically.

We're in... Tallinn, middle school number 11!

Second boy from the left in the second picture is him. That is he. He who was 15 then. And a 16 year old Lyonya in the left picture, of course.

From this time, one of his classmates remembers him as follows: At school he was quiet, unnoticeable, very shy. I remember he was always hanging out with younger kids. He was chubby. They'd now say he was a "nerd". Alright, we get it, he was a sweet child... Teen? Both? Or was he like this all his life? Either way, please stop before I die from all that sugar...

He's (10th grade) the guy leading the little girl (1st grade). His shapeless hair has charmed me. What's his hair routine and will it work on my curls? Mhm, didn't think so. And first in the second row from the bottom in the small pictures, in case you can't recognise his face yet.

As a bonus - his school certificate from the school in Tallinn he attended until graduating in 1977:

The grades were from 2 (you didn't pass with that one, so that's an F) to 5 (an A, I suppose?). So as you can see, he certainly studied well. What a nerd (affectionately).

Uni territory now! Moscow calling 📞 or, rather, Obninsk and the MEPhI

If you weren't born in any of the USSR countries during The Soviet Times, it'll come as a surprise to you but the students had mandatory... field... work... classes...? if you can call them that. They had them digging potatoes and what not. Nothing screams socialist spirit like making uni students do free labour in the field, I guess?

Pictures with his uni girlfriend, how cuuute! (And Sasha Korol hanging from the roof in the background... for reasons unknown)

Lyonya pretending to drive a combine harvester. And next to him, obviously, Sasha Korol. When I first saw this picture, I thought he was on some kind of a scaffolding but alas - it's one of those old beasts, like our Bizon. But that's not a Bizon because those had roofs. Nobody here cares for USSR combines talk - not even me - let's move on.

Not too sure when these two are from but they look uni enough to me - probably from the very beginning and sometime closer to the end, judging by his stache doing significantly better...

Mandatory military service because a REAL MAN in the USSR needed to know how to shoot a gun, obviously. Even when that meant military service interrupted your uni for a short while. I say that as if no other countries before or after had mandatory army time... don't question it, I'm doing a bit.

Lyonya is second in top row in the picture on the left and third from the left in the top row in the other pic. Korol is there, too, he's fourth from the left in the top row in the first picture and second from the right in the bottom row in the other picture.

#I'll leave my particularly unhinged comments for later pictures. just you wait. wait and quiver in fear #leonid toptunov #file: special interest: chernobyl #chernobyl #file: ask! #asker: rodka

[blneobin]

10 BL boys I want carnally <3

Much much love to @ayansbff for tagging me!! I hope you know what you’re in for cause tagging me in a post to simp?? ok! I have a reason to SCREAM about these men who made me question my asexuality.

Mantrisanu - Jeng (Step by Step)

nobody but my acemate (@mooniyuta) knows just how obsessed I was with Mantrisanu during the Step by Step era. When I tell ya I forgot I was ace as soon as I saw his giant 1.90m ass on screen.. I forgot I was even a person. I am a squirrel needing to climb a tree. WOW! just WOW!! Step by Step? No! Step On Me.

Jam Rachata - Tinn/Jiu (Laws Of Attaction/To Sir With Love)

just Jam Rachata in general. He’s just a few years older than me but I will call him Daddy. When I saw him in Laws of Attraction I was intrigued then I stayed for the plot then I got hooked with their chemistry. Lucky for me I’ve never watched To Sir With Love before, so I did… and I can hear the wedding bells ringing as soon as I saw how his hunky meaty goodness handle that rusted half scissors turned murder weapon.

First Kanaphan - Alan/Sand (Moonlight Chicken/Only Friends)

I’ve been salivating for this man since Not Me. I suffered through The Shipper for this man. It’s not just his beautiful handsome gorgeous self that does it for me, its also his charm. Like he’s so charming and has this aura about him that’s just warm and homey. His smile is like the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. His eyes are just so sparkly and beautiful, if I ever meet him irl I’d probably trip over myself getting lost in them. I understand Khaotung not wanting to share him with anyone because I would do the same.

Bright - Yai (I Feel You Linger In The Air)

He’s so handsome I can cry. This man is like Jam x2. Like he has such a perfect face for male lead in romance genre. Where has he been all my life?? Maybe its Yai the character that feeds my deluluism, but when General Yai popped up in ifylita with a freakin porn stache and I wasn’t immidiately appalled, I knew I was a goner.

Neo - Boston (Only Friends)

Neo has always been cute to me. Catches my eye in every series he’s in but then Only Friends happened AND I WAS FLOORED!!! It was like ya know when you enter your teen years and that cute person you’ve grown up with had a growth spurt and you’re like daaaang when did you get hot 👀 Yeah that’s me with Neo.

Ohm Pawat - Pat (Bad Buddy)

specifically Ohm as Pat cause he was chunky and meaty and oof his arms were distracting as fuck. Anytime he showed up with that damn tank top I was like pls may I bite. He’s just so *feral animalistic growling* I personally love a man whos chunky meaty mucles and looks like they can lift me. AND HIS SMILE??? HIS TWINKLING EYED SMILE?!?!?!?! I’m gone. what a baaaabe!!!

Try imagining? alrighty if you say so 😚

Keita Machida - Kurosawa (Cherry Magic)

I remember watching cherry magic for the first time in 2020 and I was in awe. He is so dreamy and handsome. I hate to say it again guys but.. his smile!! Like I’m obsessed with him!! Both me and bestie screamed when we saw him in Alice In Borderland (overgrown blondie with roots showing and he is messy and he smokes and I was barely breathing) and then scream cried when his head EXPLODED!?!?!?!) Anyway, I’d marry this guy. like legit.

Earth Pirapat - Jim (Moonlight Chicken)

I am not done with the young dilfs. I have no other words other than !! HIM !! like I would need to make a seperate Earth appreciation post to start talking about him. This post is getting too long anyway so I’m gonna not say much here but.. just know I would drop everything for him.

Papang - Gumpa (Not Me)

my need for Papang to suffocate me in his tiddies arms is like my human need to eat to keep myself sustained. He just looks like the best recharging station. That doesn’t make sense but it makes sense.

Even going through the gif list to choose a Papang gif gave my tummy flips

Bosston Suphadach - Pruk (Between Us)

THERE’S A NEWBIE ON MY LIST WOO!!! I feel like because he hasnt been here long and has only played sub-minor parts, people forgot about him .. BUT I. DID. NOT. <3 Did you see him in between us alongside Sammy?? Yes. I too would be purposefully tripping in front of him so that he can hold me in his big strong arms. Also him and the doctor in Be My Favourite?? SIIIIICKKK!!!! Let’s just say I’m excited to watch their spinoff next year ✨

I’ve got a few more but these men are mainly the ones that I need to have. In conclusion, Big Guy, Big Arms, Big Smiles. Love them, Love Him.

thank you lovely gif makers @zhivchik @mushiemadarame @rayandgay @wanderlust-in-my-soul @kiyosuku @warmday @sunsetandthemoon @bunnakit @daikunart and lovely moots @dramalets @drama-nonsense @mooniyuta @mooninagust @these-emo-thoughts @sparklyeyedhimbo @khaotungsfirst @blue-grama @absolutebl @troubled-mind who enable this obsession.

#blneobin #tagged #BL nation

[octopiys]

MW3 SPOILERS UNDERNEATH THE CUT

Okay I promised I'd start rewriting this shit a few weeks ago (time is weird idk when it actually was) so here's a sneak peek :)

Lmk if u like!!

The Multiversal Theory

Ghostsoap fucming FIX IT, written majority from Soap's perspective

It was the headlines they first saw. So quickly that Kate Laswell hadn't even the time to inform them of the situation until they were already on the helo, being shipped over to an undisclosed location, far outside of the Arklov military base.

"When I'll regroup with the One Four One, what ever we know,"

Captain Johnathan Price. An older, experienced man who wore his title with pride, and determination. A strong headed man with a fiery temper that he desperately needed assistance in controlling, known for his unwavering loyalty and fierce command, but more importantly: his trademark stache and lone bucket hat.

Station Chief Kate Laswell. Probably the closest thing the task force had to a handler, like they were something that needed to be leashed. Something that couldn't be reckoned with. Or she was, at least, the majority of their impulse control.

Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley. A mysterious Lieutenant who seemingly rose from the ashes, with a file so redacted it was more ink than paper. He trusted his team completely, yet hid beneath a hardshell skull mask, or when he was feeling more comfortable, a balaclava. If he was lucky, then Ghost'd be seen in a black medical mask.

He wasn't often that lucky.

Sergeant Kyle "Gaz" Garrick. Definitely a team favorite, if you were to ask him. Though he was a sweetheart, his strong sense of justice was the first thing that caught his attention. He was never one to back down from a fight, and came dangerously close to breaking a recruits nose once. Not only that, but he also shaved real close to being the youngest on the force.

And then there was himself.

Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish. But... you can call him Johnny. The Fucking New Guy. It's all anyone calls him.... Outside of his callsign, for the most part. Although he's been on the force for a few years, at least, he'd still beat Gaz at being the youngest. But he enjoyed it, how couldn't he? It was his life! Taking down bad guys at the expense of a few minor injuries and a hell of an adrenaline rush... What's not to love?

Being flown through the mountains to their comrade's air hangar in the midst of an uprising World War built out of fire, vengeance, and lies.

Soap knew immediately who it had been. It's an itchy feeling, almost hot behind the backs of your eyes, a build-up of pressure that wanted to gush out in only one form.

Violence.

Makarov.

"-You'll know."

#call of duty #cod mw2 #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #modern warfare 2 #ghostsoap #captain john price #incorrect quotes #alejandro vargas #alerudy #kyle 'gaz' garrick #cod mw3 #modern warfare 3 #soap x ghost #soapghost #vladimir makarov #kate laswell #phillip graves #nikolai cod #rodolfo parra

[cevansbrat0007]

Daddy Lessons: Andy & KitCat

Summary: KitCat has a secret she's been keeping from her father. How will he react when she finally shares her truth? Andy Barber x Black!Reader, Katrina Barber

Warnings: Coming Out, Discussions of Sexuality, Fluff, Girl!Dad Andy, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Please let me know what you think of this latest installment. All feedback is welcome. Part of my Growing Pains Series. Thanks for reading!

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Andy and his baby girl, Katrina, are out and about enjoying an ice cream date at one of their favorite parks when the conversation begins...

“Look, I know you’re all psyched to be leaving for college at the end of this summer, and while I’m going to miss you –”

“Oh, my God, Dad.” Katrina giggles. “I’ll only be, like, an hour away. Plus, Bianca will be there, so there’s really no need to worry.”

“I know, I know.” At least his two oldest girls would have each other, even if it was only for a year. Thank the Lord for small favors. “But it’s my job to worry about you. That’s what we Dads do. It’s in the handbook and everything.”

Katrina lets out an amused sigh, having grown accustomed to her father’s dramatics over the years. He always meant well, even if he was a little overbearing at times. 

“And as your father it’s also my civic duty to warn you about these devious creatures otherwise known as the opposite sex, or college boys as you call them.” He bristles, giving her a pointed look. “You need to avoid them at all costs.”

“Dad! Seriously?”

“I’m dead serious. Those body spray wearing delinquents have no morals, zero scruples, and are going to do everything in their power to try to convince you otherwise. Fucking pencil-stached miscreants.”

“Wow.” Is all she can muster. “Just wow, Dad.”

“Yep. And those boys –” Andy continues.

“Or girls.” Katrina interjects softly.

“Right. They’ll try and – wait. Wait. What?” He watches in confusion as his precious Katrina looks away from him. Her hazel eyes brimming with unshushed tears.

“I just meant, like, girls as in maybe. I dunno.” She sniffles, wiping her nose on her sleeve. “Or it could totally be a boy. But preferably one who actually understands the merits of showering.” She tries to hide her nervousness with a laugh, only for the sound to get stuck in her throat.

“Okay.” Andy murmurs, nodding his head. “Okay.”

“Mama said, cuz’ she knows, that it’s, um, okay not to know. Or to maybe like both. No matter what, she’s already promised to protect whoever I bring home to dinner.” His little girl tells him, all the while still refusing to look him in the eyes.

Heaving out a soft sigh, Andy picks up their half-eaten bowls of ice cream and tosses them both into a nearby garbage bin. He then grabs a handful of napkins before heading back over to where his daughter is sitting.

“Alright, kiddo.” He tells her, handing over the slightly crumpled tissues. “Let’s take a walk.”

“Daddy…wait.” Katrina mumbles, dabbing her eyes.

“What, KitCat?” Andy squats down next to her. “Are you gonna ask me what I think you’re about to ask me? Because, if so, you already know the answer, honey.” He playfully tugs on one of her golden brown curls, prompting another sniffle. “You’re about to ask me if I still love you. Right?”

Two tears spill over onto her cheeks as she nods. “Do you?” She asks, her little shoulders beginning to shake.

Out of instinct, his big, warm hands move to delicately cup her face. Using his thumbs to brush away a fresh set of hot tears, he finally gets Katrina to look his way. 

“Of course I love you. I always have, and I always will. Consider that Daddy Lesson number one. You can’t shake me, kiddo. Do you understand me, Katrina Claire Barber?”

Instead of responding, his second oldest, his cheeky little bookworm, his aspiring journalist, simply throws her arms around his neck, squeezing tightly. Smiling, Andy gently rubs her back. 

In his mind, this was what being a father was all about. Loving your children for who they were.

“You’re okay, KitCat. You’re okay. Your Mama and I just want you to be happy. That’s all. And if you remember nothing else, always remember that my love for you is unconditional. I’m proud of the young woman you’re becoming. You're a force to be reckoned with - in fact, all my girls are. All thanks to your mother.”

“Okay, Daddy.” Another sniffle.

Katrina pulls away to offer him a watery grin of her own.

“There’s that beautiful smile I love so much. Now, come on. What say you and I head on over to Eddie’s for a couple of double bacon cheeseburgers?” Andy helps his daughter to her feet before slinging a protective arm around her shoulders. 

“With extra bacon and cheese fries?” She asks, lightly bouncing on her toes.

“Sure thing, Sweet Pea.”

___

“Daddy?” Katrina chimes a few moments later.

“Yes?”

“I love you too.”

“I know. But you’re still not allowed to date until you're married.”

“Oh, come on!” She rolls her eyes as they cross the street. “Not this again.”

“Yep. That’s Daddy lesson number two, for ya. We fathers don’t make the rules, we just enforce ‘em. It’s a hard knock life.”

“I’m telling Mom, you know.”

“Go for it. She’s not allowed to date either and she’s already married.” He jokes, earning him yet another groan.

Ahh, the benefits of fatherhood.

END

#chris evans #andy barber #chris evans imagines #andy barber imagines #chris evans x black!reader #chris evans x black reader #andy barber x black!reader #andy barber x black reader #chris evans x woc!reader #andy barber x woc!reader #chris evans x yn #chris evans fanfic #chris evans fanfiction #andy barber fanfic #andy barber imagine #andy barber x reader #andy barber fluff #chris evans fluff #katrina barber #cevansbrat0007 fics #cevansbrat0007growing pains series

[virtie333]

O my mistress, do not by any means destroy yourself, for if you live you may yet have good fortune but all the dead are dead alike! ― C.S. Lewis

I knew today was going to be bad mentally, but I had no clue what was in store for me. I'll try and make this short:

Stache was still not herself this morning, so I determined that she would have to go to the vet. Then my truck wouldn't start. Battery (which I just got a new one a month ago!) or starter? I borrowed my brother's car for church and to feed the horses, then called my boss in tears. She was very understanding and told me they would manage without me today. I had the truck towed in and while I waited, did my taxes, only to learn that I OWE for the first time ever. Thanks a lot 'affordable healthcare.' This led me to decide not to go to California this year. My friend's sympathized and agreed and we decided we'd shoot for May the 4th next year.

The good news: Stache is better. She was drinking and peeing and pooping okay, and just before lunch she got out of the bed and stretched like normal. She seems a bit gimpy, so I think she hurt herself and was being a drama queen about it all. Also, they couldn't find anything wrong with my truck except that the connections to the battery were corroded and hadn't been cleaned when the new battery was put it (at a different place). They didn't charge me to clean them, and the truck is starting fine. And that's the problem...

I'm not that lucky. I'm convinced the truck with die on my again. And soon. I hate it. It's not that I don't trust the guy that worked on it; it's that I know mechanics are not omnipotent. So, I'm still stressed and miserable. It's supposed to rain tomorrow (it's super foggy right now) and I won't mind that... as long as it doesn't freeze. Yeah. More anxiety. Why did God make me this way?

Anyway, thank you to all who shared things in my inbox today. It really did make me feel better and distracted me. Now, if I can just sleep and not worry about tomorrow until it gets here.

#personal #long post #hell day #february 2 #anxiety #depression

[eric-the-bmo]

Behold, the Neighborhood Watch cast list! Taken directly from my notes document, accurate as of writing this (s2ep4):

Main Cast

Song O’Sullivan [she/they]: We got a witch! Was sent to the town by their mafia father in order to keep them safe, and had a ritual go wrong three years ago. Has a pet snake and never explains what her job is. 6'3. Lives in 1317.

Markus Jones [they/he/she]: (Bugs, bugs, and more bugs.) A very strange person from Romania with an obsession with bugs and no living family to speak of. Will not hesitate to threaten or even stab others. 5’4 and lives in 1313.

Louis Bon Fontaine [he/him]: The Crooked with a protection amulet, a deal with the devil, and a vampire who’s coming after him. 6’1, looks old enough to be someone’s dad, late 30’s-early 40s. Lives in 1303.

John Doe [he/him]: A monster confined to a human form three years ago, trying to keep his nature and hunger for human flesh a secret as he attempts to make friends and be loved. So far he hasn’t been doing too well in both aspects lmao. 6’10. Lives in 1311.

Neighbors

Shelby Waters: John’s roommate. A go-with-the-flow Twitch streamer who’s a total skeptic of all things supernatural.

Philip Moore: A divorced father trying his best to take care of his daughter. Louis’s neighbor. Revealed to be an alcoholic in s1ep5, though he’s been working on recovering.

Jenny Moore: Philip’s daughter. She’s a brat.

Bob Patterson: He and his wife are residents of 1315, and are collectively awful. Owes Markus a favor since they helped his wife, and in s2ep4 it was discovered he’s a monster hunter.

Karen Patterson: Bob’s wife. She has way too many cats, and in s1 was infected by a strange plant. Leader of the HOA, or is at least part of it.

Emmett: Song’s neighbor. Revealed to have uploaded his brain to AI in s1ep3, and was the one who constructed the Dome. Had been researching the Hunter cryptids, and provides us with information.

Arjun Sampath: Fatima’s husband, he’s a brilliant engineer who used to do government work and created Amira. The Sampath family lives in 1319.

Fatima Sampath: Arjun’s wife. She and Arjun had always wanted a child but were unable to, for several unspecified reasons. She made us fruit baskets when we all first moved in.

Amira Sampath: Arjun and Fatima’s daughter. Is on her cell phone a lot. Recognized Shelby and is a fan of her. Was taking archery lessons with Song before it was discovered in s2 she was a robot and lost her memories of the show’s events.

Kenneth Feinstetter: A loud and boisterous conspiracy theorist who claims to know the truth about this town. Revealed to be a prophet in s2ep4. Specifically, physical touch allows him to view memories; he can’t seem to be able to choose what he sees.

William Kreiger: A horribly socially awkward man with a pencil stache and many rats. Knows about Markus’s bug ability, and is implied to have the same talents but with rats.

Bonnie McMurry: John and Shelby’s new neighbor. A sweet old lady who had a son that passed away a few years ago. Loud music came from her basement at night until she decided to have a yard sale.

Heath Clark: An outspoken trans man who enjoys camping and the outdoors. Married to Sammy.

Sammy Clark: He’s totally the Sasquatch. Claims to be Blessed by Nature and can control birds, a little bit- has the same ability as Markus and William.

Lucretius [Lestat]: An incredibly pretty and charming individual who’s actually a vampire- and Louis’s ex. He moved here just to make Louis’ life worse, and is trying to get with Song because of this. Recently changing houses due to a bug infestation.

Townspeople

Walter Havershaft: The cheerful mailman of Greenville. Introduced in the season one finale.

Kathy Green: The florist. She and Walter like each other.

Jack: The local handyman/everyman of town. Runs a store called “Jack of All Trades.”

Laura Brown: The librarian. Likes to read romance novels.

Joseph Miller: The park ranger.

Vincent “Vinnie” Carbone: Runs the pizza shop.

Harold Wells: A bag boy at the grocery store. A “well, Actually-” kind of guy and carries around an anime body pillow (tf?)

Sunny: The ice cream stand man. Does he know they grant wishes..?

Dr. Amis Sutherland: The doctor of the family clinic, as there is no hospital in Greenville. Said to be a miracle worker.

Tawny Evergreen: An older woman with a flower crown and crochet top. She runs the local coffee shop/ cat cafe, Grounded in Nature.

Jewel Green: An employee of the coffee shop. Doesn't care for her job, has many piercings, and is legally not allowed to spell the customer’s names correctly. Granddaughter of the Crestfallens.

The Crestfallens: An elderly couple who runs the Circle general store [which is totally supernatural]. Very joyful, despite their last name.

Clara: An intern for the botanical parade, and also John’s coworker. Seems to have a crush on him, and has lived in Greenville her whole life.

Minister Jebediah Ford: The Minister of the church in town. A nice and well-dressed older man; he has a garden.

Bob Jr.: The Sheriff of Greenville and the Pattersons’ son.

Jason Chen: A cop.

#eric finally speaks #the neighborhood watch #tnw cast list #motw campaign

[coffeecat1983]

Rooftop Confessions (Mario bros fluff one-shot)

(set when the boys are teens, Luigi has been hiding something and finally talks with his uncle Tony)

    "Marianna! How is my beautiful sister-in-law?" Tony said, slipping into the kitchen. It was Sunday evening, and he had come over early from the apartment across the hall. Marianna groaned.     "Nice try, you're not getting a double serving of dessert tonight," she said with a smirk.     "What if I tried those puppy eyes my brother is so good at?" he asked. Marianna laughed.     "Then you'd have competition, Luigi has that look nailed down. I swear it's genetic." Tony plopped down in one of the kitchen chairs. "Probably right. How are the boys, anyway?" He saw Marianna hesitate. "...They're fine." she finally said.     "Mar, what's going on?" he asked, eyebrow raised. She sighed, setting down the bowl she had been stirring.     "I don't know what it is, but Luigi seems so distant lately. He seems fine with Mario, but at the same time it's like he's trying to hide something. I've never known him to be jealous, but ever since Mario started talking to this one girl at school-"     "Wait, wait," Tony waved his hand, "Mario's talkin' with a girl?"     "Yeah, and like I said, I just don't think Luigi's jealous, it just doesn't feel like that."   Tony rubbed at his chin in thought. "Tell you what, let me talk to 'em. If something big is wrong, I'll let you know." Marianna looked relieved. "Would you? I just can't get anything out of him lately."     "Leave it to me."

A little later, as Arthur, Marie, and baby Bria came in, Tony put a hand on Arthur's shoulder.     "Hey, can I talk to you a minute?" he said softly, gesturing to the living room. Arthur nodded and the two stepped away from the dining table.    "What's goin' on?" Arthur asked.    "Look, I know this'll sound weird, but I need a favor, can you keep Mario busy for a bit after dinner? I donno, play a game with him or somethin'?" Tony kept his voice down.     "Sure, I can do that. Something wrong?"   Tony took off his glasses and began idly rubbing at them with his shirt, a habit when he was thinking things over. "I can't say yet, I might be wrong about it. I just wanna talk to Luigi alone for a while."   Arthur didn't press him for details, he just gave him a nod and went back to the table as Marianna called out that dinner was ready.   After dinner, when the table was cleared away;     "Hey Mario," Arthur spoke up, "why don't you show me that game thing you got? I used to be pretty good at the arcade, I bet I could beat you at a game or two."   Mario grew excited at the challenge. "You're on! C'mon Weege," he jumped up but stopped when Arthur held up his hand.     "Whoa hang on, two against one? Not fair, this is just you and me." he said, glancing at Tony. His brother gave a slight nod.     "Since you two are gonna have a showdown, Luigi why don't you hang out with me for a bit? We could go up to the roof for a while, then catch up with them later."     "Okay." Luigi said. He followed his uncle as they made their way to the rooftop stairs. Once outside, the two took a minute to look around. Tony watched as the 15-year-old's eyes lit up as he took in the sight. It was late fall and a cool breeze and clear skies met them.     "Never got tired of seeing those lights," Tony commented, resting his arms on the railing that wrapped around the rooftop. He smiled to himself as he saw Luigi mimic him, leaning over to look down at the street.     "I saw your 'stache is coming in more, you gonna grow one like your ol' man?"    Luigi turned a light pink. "I don't think I'll ever have one like dads. But I want one!"     "Gonna have all the ladies at school drooling over you. Speaking of, I heard your bro has a lady friend. You got any girl you're sweet on?" Tony watched out of the corner of his eye as he said this, and he saw Luigi withdraw into himself and begin to nervously tug on the hem of his shirt.     "...Uncle Tony? C-Can I t-tell you something?"     "Of course, kiddo, you can tell me anything."   Luigi fidgeted more with his shirt and letting out a sniffle, looked at Tony, tears trickling down his face.     "I-I don't... I um..." he let out a sob. Tony took his thumb and gently brushed away the tears from Luigi's cheek before coaxing Luigi to look him in the eyes.     "It's okay Luigi," he leaned in and whispered to him. "Is that it?" he said with a smile. Luigi nodded and grabbed his uncle, bursting into tears. "P-Please don't t-tell an-anyone!" he sobbed out. "I h-haven't even told Mario!" Tony felt his heart break.     "Hey, hey now, it's okay," he said, hugging him. "I won't tell anyone anything, I promise." He led Luigi over to one of the benches and they sat down. "You wanna know who knows about me?" He held up a hand as Luigi nodded and began counting off. "There's your uncle Arthur, your Mamma, and now you. No one else knows, and they don't need to know. Same thing for you, you only tell who you want to."     "What about dad? He always talks about me and Mario having girlfriends."     "That's up to you, but I want you to know, you let me know when you want to tell him, and I'll be right there with you. That'll be the day I tell him about me, too. You're not alone in this, ever, got it?"   He pulled out his handkerchief and handed it to Luigi. "Now look, your mom's worried about you. I won't give her details, I'll just say we talked and you're okay, it's just teen stuff. But again, you wanna tell her, you can call me to come over and help, if you want. That work for you?"     "Y-Yeah." Tony put his arm around him. "Alright kiddo, now, how about we go see if your brother is kicking my brother's butt at that game?"   Luigi laughed. "Okie-dokie! But I wanna try a round against you, too!" It was Tony's turn to laugh as he got up and followed Luigi to the door. "You're on, kid!"   Luigi paused before opening it and turning, hugged him again. "Thanks, Uncle Tony." Tony returned the hug and then ruffled Luigi's hair. "Always, kiddo, always."

By "CC".

#mario fanfic #luigi #Super Mario Bros #super mario bros movie #LGBTQ #hurt/comfort

[mochiwrites]

Lucy... i'm love her. from like the moment i saw her i was sure i wasn't gonna like her but then more and more of her character was revealed and i just fell in love.

Like she's so hard-working and started her journey in the first place to prove to herself that she's independent and hard-working and that she's worth it. everytime she found a new key she worked hard to develop a bond with the spirit because she knew that not all of them would be treated right y other holders (as proven by Leo's fears and avoidance at first) but she fights for not only her friends but her keys too!!!! like!!!! Who else (besides yukino) does that!!!!!!!!! We've seen how other holders treat their keys and it's like "oh wow wait a min, lucy was onto something" and she learned her compassion from her mom and instead of squashing it like her dad wanted she made it flourish!!!!!! And her dad!!! He was working on changing himself and she didn't have to forgive him at all, but she did and she healed from it. there's sm more but i feel like i've gone on for long enough but i'd love to hear your input too!

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

listen 12 year mochi who didn't know she was a lesbian at the time was Instantly in love with lucy (young mochi the signs were there you loveable fool) and she was Onto something.

I think what I love a lot about lucy is the fact that unlike in a lot of shounen anime, she wasn't forced into a relationship with natsu. like don't get me wrong, I'd love for her and natsu to finally get their shit together however. there's been so many animes where the lead girl fell for the lead guy and confessed their feelings and she turned into this really flat character (I'm not gonna point fingers *coughs swordartonline coughs*)

like does lucy fall for natsu? yes. but it feels so natural and gradual over the course of the series. but it also isn't her 1 (one) character trait y'know??? what mashima does really well with lucy is that he establishes her as her own character, and she is a strong character.

she runs away from home at like 16, literally throws her dad's money aside, and leaves her rich and cushiony life to make something of herself! she runs away and works to establish her own life (and it makes sense why she freaks about money so much, she's literally lived on her own and that apartment is her's, a home she made herself, a home she worked hard to achieve) and it takes a lot of guts to do that, especially as someone who grew up very sheltered.

at the start of the series, lucy may not be a character who can meet her guildmates on the same level of physical strength, but she has the strongest heart out of everyone. in every situation we see her in, her heart is where she really shines and it makes me melt so much.

where lucy may lack in physical strength (at first, because we do see her become physically stronger and WOW IM GAY AS FUCK), she makes up for it with her very big heart and the bonds she makes with the people around her and UGH!!!!!!!!!

not even lying I think about her saving loke literally all the time. it's such an emotional scene and it is SO fucking well done like holy hell. lucy hardly even knows loke, he's flirted with her a couple of times, he was kind of an ass one or twice (though tbf luce didn't know what was going on), and yet here she is, holding him as he's slowly disappearing and risking her own life to save him and SHE'S DEFENDING HIM. IN FRONT OF THE CELESTIAL SPIRIT KING. SHE'S CALLING HIM STACHE FACE.

she was ready to sacrifice it all for loke.

and she is so loving to her celestial spirits. you can tell how much she loves all of them, and how much they all mean to her. hell, she's literally going on a journey to find aquarius' key!!!!! that is her MAIN goal in 100yrsq and it breaks me. I sobbed like a baby when she broke aquarius' key. like that DESTROYED me. aquarius is probably the most important bond she has because aquarius was layla's key and she watched lucy grow up and GODDDDDDD that scene breaks me. BUT AGAIN. IT JUST SHOWS THAT LUCY IS READY TO RISK IT ALL TO SAVE HER LOVED ONES AND AUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

lucy's character is just so. she is SO important to me. I love her development. and I think a lot of people who hate lucy let the fanservice ( >:( stop treating my girl like that I stg ) and exaggerated character moments get in the way of their view of her. so many people are quick to say that she's weak because of her magic and I. do not think people realize that being strong isn't just something physical. they also forget that lucy lived a very sheltered life before joining fairy tail, so of course she's not going to be on the same level as say erza or wendy or mirajane. she has to work for it, and she does!

she has soooo many powerful moments, like the oracion seis arc??? bro she literally won gemini because angel treated them like shit and her compassion, her heart is what swayed them. I think they even said they wanted to form a contract with her too. aND THE GRAND MAGIC GAMES???? DO I EVEN HAVE TO TALK ABOUT THE GRAND MAGIC GAMES ARC. BECAUSE I CAN. AND THIS POST WILL GET SIGNIFICANTLY LONGER. BUT I SO CAN.

future lucy. fucking future lucy. LOUD YELLING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I will contain myself but COME ON. THE ENTIRITY OF THE GRAND MAGIC GAMES ARC IS SUCH A GREAT EXAMPLE OF HOW STRONG AND WONDERFUL LUCY IS???????

also. key of the starry sky arc. like I. HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I love lucy so fucking much man. despite fairy tail's many flaws, she really is a wonderfully written character who can stand on her own without natsu (and that's a whole other post because I can talk about those two for FOREVER) and gah. I love her. she's so strong. my wife. beloved.

#mochi speaks #hello hi #I'm very normal about lucy heartfilia #she means the world to me #LMAO THIS GOT SO LONG MY BAD #I DIDN'T MEAN TO GO ON FOR SO LONG #BUT THE HYPERFIXATION REALLY GRIPPED ME THERE

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The Daily Dad

Things you might want to know, for Jun 20, 2023:

Don Draper Who? Jon Hamm’s Greatest Role Is Now James Kennedy From ‘Vanderpump Rules’ — I’m now halfway through season 4 of Vanderpump, so I know who James is, but most of these 2023 jokes won’t fully land with me until I catch up. Which is depressing, because with each passing season, I feel myself getting closer to Sandoval’s fucking porn-stache.

"Dieting is poison" – the anti-diet movement gains ground - That’s not all it’s gaining.

Here’s the note Reddit sent to moderators threatening them if they don’t reopen — Say what you will about Tumblr’s many mistakes over the years… at least they never expressed this much open contempt for their users.

Pixar Used AI to Stoke the Flames in 'Elemental'

Look at this genius list of prohibited lazy "jokes" — Don’t be ree-dick-u-lus.

Teresa Taylor, Butthole Surfers Drummer and ‘Slacker’ Star, Dead at 60 - Argh. Once upon a time, we were the twentysomething losers who would never make anything of ourselves, and now we’re old and dying and bitching about our own loser kids.

Meta will lower the Quest headset's recommended age from 13 to 10 — I’m sure this won’t produce any unintended consequences.

Titanic missing submarine live updates as vessel missing for more than a day — I almost said “the floor of the ocean isn’t a tourist trap”… but I guess it kind of is.

Trailer for "Our Planet II," the second season of David Attenborough's remarkable nature show

90 Day Fiance The Other Way Returns VERY Soon for Season 5 — That’s a neck-snapping turnaround from season 4, which just ended a month or two ago. I suppose it might be due to Max trying to fill its new pipeline with fresh, cheap content… or maybe Yohan and Daniele’s blow-up at the S4 Tell All forced them to move early.

The Art of Compression — Anyone who reads this blog knows how much I love ultra-compressed storytelling.

Microsoft promises Starfield has “fewest bugs” of any Bethesda game — That’s a bold statement.

Documents show how conservative doctors influenced abortion, trans rights

Streamlabs gets an AI-powered podcast editor — I’d rather just cough up the one-time money for Resolve Studio and let it do the AI transcriptions, rather than being nickeled and dimed by Logitech— or whatever the fuck they’re called these days.

Xbox and PlayStation disagree on the future of the forever game

'70s Sci-Fi Movies Were Kind of Preachy — Kind of? Even the ones I love —The Andromeda Strain— can be a bit ponderous and depressing.

The Black Hole That Kills Galaxies

The 5 Best Luggage Sets Worth Buying Online, According to Frequent Fliers — I need to buy new luggage at some point. The Wirecutter says hard-side, clamshell luggage actually sucks on every practical level, but who wants to cart around a big, lumpy bundle of fabric on wheels?

A 1920s time capsule, full of historical goodies, was found after slave owner's statue removed

Fentanyl-tainted pills now found in Mexican pharmacies from coast to coast

#news

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Wiztober 2022 Day Four: Youth

Sylvia & Cyrus are besties and enable each other REAL. Don’t worry about the guy jumping out the window thats Malistaire he’s fine. This fic is mid at best but its all I got. I’ve got work tomorrow and hermitcraft to watch tonight sooooo

Content warning for death mention and swearing.

“Oh gods, we’re getting old.” Sylvia groans, auburn locks falling from their braid as she leans heavily over the library’s balcony railing. The orange light of fire magic in the lanterns gives her a halo of copper light and she looks like a goddess, though at the moment she’d be the goddess of bitching about aging.

“Practically rotting away.” Cyrus adds drily, amused at his best friend’s choice of conversation starters. He is also leaning on the railing, elbows against it as he examines a complex diagram in his textbook.

“Did you see the incoming students?! They’re babies! Infants! Children, even!” Sylvia leans dramatically onto Cyrus, elbowing him awkwardly as she did so. 

“Sixteen years young.” Cyrus closes and stows away his book, accepting that he would not get a moment of peace for a while yet.

“And what are we, then? Old crones! One foot in the crypt already!” 

“That just makes us twenty-three, Sylvia.” 

“Maybe you are! I’m twenty-four!” 

“You don’t look it.” Cyrus says flatly, lying. He does this often, the blatant lying in a monotone is entertaining to him, but not to Sylvia who believes him half the time no matter how ridiculous, even if she ends up laughing later as well. 

“Why do I keep you around, Drake?” Sylvia puts an arm around Cyrus’ shoulders, pulling him with her as she begins to walk. 

Cyrus rolls his eyes. “I assumed for my sparkling wit, but I am beginning to think otherwise.” 

Sylvia giggles then, letting go of Cyrus and walking ahead. “C’mon, the babies are all in class so we can steal a quality spot in the gardens for studying.”

“One of these days the librarians will realize you’re the one getting grass stains on their scrolls and they’ll hunt you for sport.” Cyrus uses his advantage of longer legs to pass Sylvia and open a door for her, which she rolled her eyes at him for.

“It’ll be the same day they realize you’re the one stealing from their stache of bodice rippers!” Sylvia dashes ahead as Cyrus splutters, voice cracking horrifically. 

“Sylvia!” Is all he can manage as he begins to run after her, both of them limited by the Dragonspyre Academy student uniforms. 

Most of the corridors are empty, save for the few staff or students absorbed with their own work. Sylvia and Cyrus easily run past them, Sylvia’s athleticism compensating for her shorter legs so Cyrus never catches up. Cyrus nearly slams into a stone wall when Sylvia takes a sharp turn to the right, towards the gardens. 

While Cyrus regains his balance, he hears Sylvia’s voice crack as she yelps in shock, and the sound of something falling. He turns and races towards her, around another corner, and stops dead in his tracks. 

“Are you okay?” He asks on instinct when he sees Sylvia on the floor. She’s sitting, rebraiding her hair.

Sylvia huffs. “Fine, except there was some goth dork just standing in the middle of the hallway. Think I spooked them when I yelled so they ran off.” 

“Off where?” Cyrus looks around the hallway, empty as it was aside from the tapestries and signs along the walls.

Sylvia gestures towards one of the arched windows out into the open air, soft sunlight and gentle breezes coming through it.

“Hope they knew they were on the second floor.” Is all Cyrus says after raising an impressed eyebrow.

Sylvia snorts, and uses Cyrus’ arm as an anchor while she pulls herself up, the distinct sound of a joint popping coming from her leg as she does so. “It would be kinda funny if they didn’t.” 

“Only a little bit.” Cyrus says.

“Maybe more than a little bit, if they beef it and we instantly pass our midterms.” 

“Did you just say ‘beef it’ in reference to a fellow student dying from a two story drop?”

“It’s better than some of that so-called prose in your recreational reading.” Sylvia teases, waggling her eyebrows. 

“I do not read romance novels, Sylvia.” 

“You’re right, I wouldn’t classify those as novels. Can’t believe you still read them.” 

Cyrus sighs. “Now I’m here asking why I’m friends with you.” 

“My sparkling wit, obviously.” 

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