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ashessartt · 1 year

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I can’t stop thinking about this very specific scene that my brain has crafted so I thought I’d share. Elumax brainrot is real.

Max tapped her fingers against her thigh, rhythmically timed to the beat of “Running Up That Hill” playing softly in the speaker to her left. She sighed and leaned back, falling onto the soft pillows rested behind her back. This was the first day she was alone in her hospital room, only a few weeks after she had been awoken. After she had been saved. It had been 6 months since she fell under, since she- well. She didn’t need to think about that now. Not when she was alone; not when she couldn’t call for any help.

She had always had someone with her since she woke up- at least one person. The nurses visited her pretty frequently the first week that she had come to, but the visits had ceased after she had proved herself stable. Sometimes Robin and Nancy or Robin and Steve would come in, come to check on her. Sometimes Dustin stopped by, with a new movie he smuggled from Steve’s work. Sometimes Mike and Will came by, if not just to give her some new tapes (Will had a really good taste in music- Mike did not). Sometimes Erica would drop by, either to just keep Max company or ask her if she needed something. She would always give Max the usually sass that made the younger girl Erica, but Max loved it when she stopped by. Erica had become like family to her. They all had. But the best days were the ones when the whole party would come. They would play some games, watch some movies, or just relish in the fact that they were all together again- all alive. On those days, Max felt normal again.

But most days, it was just Lucas and El. And Max could not be more thankful for the two of them.

Lucas- he had read to her everyday when she was under. He brought her candy and movies and books- anything she asked for. He held her hand when she was scared. He reassured her that she wasn’t alone- that he was there for her. Max had fallen for him harder than she ever thought she could.

El- she had saved Max’s life. El quite literally restarted her heart. El had brought her consciousness back from the brink. She also had strung decorations up in Max’s room, brought flowers every other week, and found Max a new pair of sunglasses to wear when she was finally released from the hospital. El also got herself and Lucas a matching pair too. How could Max not fall in love?

Max tilted her head to the left, feeling the breeze of the fan also on her bedside table. Robin had brought it when Max said that the room’s circulation was shitty. She pulled the quilted blanket she had on top of the hospital sheets closer to her face; the blanket Erica brought that Mrs. Sinclair made for her. She closed her eyes and thought about how grateful she was, and how she relished the different loves she had. She smiled to herself.

She thought of El and Lucas. Her mind often wondered to them- she couldn’t help it. She loved them. She had given up on hiding it. Why hide from something so beautiful? She prayed to whatever was out there, that they would be okay. That whatever it was would protect them.

They had gone out today- all of them. To go into the Upside Down. To go and try to find more information on the situation. They thought it was safe; they thought it was better now then never. Max begged them to stay- or to sneak her out of this godforsaken room- but they had refused. El had to go, and Lucas wanted to keep her safe.

“I’ve already lost you,” Lucas told her softly, holding her hand in both of his, “I can’t lose El too.”

“I can’t lose either of you.” Max replied, her voice wavering.

“I will take care of both of us, Max.” El put her hand on Max’s shoulder reassuringly, a tang of humor in her voice.

Silence.

“You both better come back in one piece,” Max said, tears threatening to roll out of her eye, “or I’ll go down there and kill Vecna myself.”

“We’ll be fine, Max.” Lucas said sweetly, pulling Max’s hand up and placed a kiss between her knuckles.

El kissed Max’s other temple. “I’ll make sure of it.”

Max could hear the smile in her voice. She pulled El’s head to hers and rested their foreheads together. Then, she turned and planted a kiss on Lucas’s cheek.

Max felt the tears fill up in her eyes. God, she hoped they were okay. They had to be. She really couldn’t imagine what she would do without them.

There was a tap at the door. Max threw her head around fast enough to give herself whiplash. She’d be lying if she said that the sudden noise hadn’t scare her; she was so deep in thought she hadn’t even notice that the her song had ended.

“Who is it?” Max spoke, loud enough so that whoever was at the door could hear her. There was no response, only the sound of the door opening. Then the rush of feet, moving quickly.

“Max!” Lucas and El squealed in unison. Max smiled at the source of the commotion- she knew it was them. Ever since she lost her vision, she had committed their sounds to memory. The way the two of them walked, the way they moved, the way they breathed- it had all been committed to Max’s mind. It was one of the few things that kept her sane in this suffocating room.

They had run up to her- to their usual spots, Lucas on her left and El on her right- wrapping their arms around her, squeezing her to death as they always did. Yeah, these are MY people, Max thought to herself. She smiled into their shoulders.

They pulled back, if just enough to let Max breathe. Lucas grabbed her right hand with his left and put his other hand on her cheek. Max leaned into his touch as Lucas leaned down and planted a kiss on her forehead. She smiled back at him, then turned to El, who had grabbed Max’s right hand with both of hers. They bumped their noses together- a ritual they had started before the Byers’ had moved away. El giggled, and Max couldn’t help but smile. El’s giggle could brighten up any room- no matter what. Max leaned forward and caught El with a kiss- sweet and soft.

El shifted her hand to the side of Max’s thigh, as she leaned into the kiss. Lucas saw this as an opportunity and pulled El’s arm, making her fall onto Max’s lap. She let out a huff as she landed, making Max and Lucas snicker at her plight. El re-oriented herself on the bed, pulling Lucas down ontop of Max. He crashed into Max’s chest, knocking the wind out of her. They all laughed as they re-positioned themselves into their natural spots- Lucas on Max’s left shoulder, El curled up under Max’s left arm, El and Lucas holding hands across Max’s stomach. It was nice, their weight was comforting.

“I love you two.” Max spoke softly, only loud enough for her partners to hear.

“We love you, too, Max.” They spoke together, sweet and soft.

“We always will.” Lucas muttered, as he buried his neck further into the crook of Max’s neck.

“Mhm. Forever.” El whispered, squeezing Max tighter.

Max took a deep breath and smiled as she nuzzled her nose into Lucas’s hair. She quickly thanked something- anything- for putting these two together on this Earth with her. This is what life was for.

#i just love them so much #so much #I would die for the three of them #elumax #elumax superiority #lumax #elmax #hopclair #mayhopclair #byler #<- I trust y’all #ashes hell store #stranger things #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #el hopper byers #ficlet #elumax fanfic

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podcast-hemocytoblast · 5 months

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What if when Michael got Distortioned he/they/it/(?) had just kept showing up to work? Imagine Gertrude comes into the archives and finds a bunch of paperwork filled out in yellow highlighter and folded into impossible shapes, and then Michael-Distortion just walks into the room door-style and sits down at his work computer so it can email Gertrude a phishing scam.

#the magnus archives #tma #michael distortion #the distortion #i think this would make everyone’s lives worse #the eye 🤝(<-phishing) the spiral #tricking someone into thinking you’re someone they can trust so that theyll give you info they can use against you?#that shits both eye and spiral coded af tbh #edit: for those who have said that they want a fic of this i would like to clarify that other people can do what they want with this idea #but i personally cannot write for shit #so i cannot provide a fic. unless you want it bland as hell and written in ieee format #sorry y’all. my skillsets are infodumping about spiders unprompted and eating chicken nugget

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mediumgayitalian · 1 month

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Will wakes up sometime around two, stumbling over to Arts & Crafts. He looks so incredibly, adorably sleepy, face creased with pillow marks and hair sticking out everywhere even worse than usual, that Nico can’t help his smile.

“Morning,” he says quietly, shifting over in the bench to make room. “Or, well, afternoon.”

“Mmfh,” Will responds. He sways on his feet, eyes still closed, so Nico has reach back and take his hand, guiding him to the seat Nico cleared for him.

“Still sleepy?”

Instead of answering, Will slumps onto his shoulder. Nico tenses for a moment, but quickly relaxes — Will is out of it. He’s a heavy weight on Nico’s side, and his breath comes out in little puffs; he’s halfway to snoring. He sets aside the clay sculpture he was making, wiping off his hands, and shifts slightly to make his shoulder more comfortable, sliding his hands in Will’s hair. After a quick glance to double check that no one’s around, he cards through the matted curls, carefully untangling the birds nest that sits currently upon his head.

“Night shift was long?”

Will groans, nuzzling deeper into Nico’s neck. Nico huffs, allowing it, turning his half-limp body so he’s practically sitting on top of him. It’s kind of a nice weight, actually. And Will is warm, slumped and half-sprawled in his lap like a freckly blanket.

“Got thrown up on three times.”

It takes Nico a second to decipher the words, mumbled as they are. His finger gets caught in a strand of Will’s hair as he winces, tugging a touch too hard. Will shivers.

“Oof.”

“Mhm. Shouldn’t complain, though. Not Cecil’s fault.” He pauses. “Well, it’s a little his fault. I told him not to mess with Billie’s garden.”

Nico smiles. “You know, it’s not the first time a Hermes kid has been poisoned for their dumbassery. You could’ve left his cabin to handle him.”

“They would do a horrible job. They might actually make him worse.”

“Yep.”

“…I can’t leave him to suffer, Neeks.”

“Hero complex,” Nico teases. “Sounds like a natural consequence to me.”

“Shhhh. I’m sleeping.”

“It’s two thirty in the afternoon, Solace.”

“Pot, kettle, et cetera.”

Nico smiles. “Only dorky people say et cetera when they’re half asleep.” He shifts, accepting that he has a lapful of head medic, now, no refunds or exchanges. It’s still, somehow, very comfortable — he feels as if he’s laying in a sun patch, under a warm, heavy blanket. Plus, Will smells like strawberries and lavender and his sandalwood shampoo. Nico could get used to it.

He does, however, subtly raise a couple skeleton to stand guard outside the gazebo — no need to get anyone gossiping. As cute as a sleepy Solace is, Nico can and will shove him to the ground the second anyone gets too close. He has a Reputation.

(He is a liar.)

“Did I miss the strawberry coffee cake this morning?”

“Yes.”

“Aw.”

Nico hums, untangling the last of his hair. Without anything for his hands to do, he slides them under Will’s hoodie, resting them in his stomach, ignoring his whining and exaggerated shiver at Nico’s ice-cold hands.

If Nico is going to function as his personal bean-bag chair, Will is going to function as his space heater. Fair’s fair.

“Saved a piece for you, though.”

He feels Will’s grin more than sees it, twisted up as they are. He feels his happy little wiggle, too, arms flailing before wrapping around Nico’s waist, thighs shifting before re-bracketing his hips.

“You’re my actual favourite.”

“Hm. I think you say that to all the boys you save you strawberry cake and let you nap on them.”

“Nah.” Will’s breathing starts to slow, body stilling as he rests his head right about Nico’s heart. He can feel his puffs of breath in his collarbone, tickling the skin under his thin t-shirt. “Just you.”

Nico flushes, more pleased than he’s willing to admit, and rests his chin on his head, watching over the strawberry fields. He checks that Will is actually asleep, and when he is, he presses a quick, darting kiss to his still-creased cheek, and smiles.

“You’re my favourite, too.”

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gayforbagels · 2 years

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Pouring one out for Afghanistan and Anguilla and Antigua and Aoteoroa and Barbuda and Australia and the Bahamas and Bahrain and Bangladesh and Barbados and Belize and Bermuda and Botswana and Brazil and Brunei and Canada and the Cayman Islands and Cornwall and Cyprus and Dominica and Egypt and the Islas Malvinas and Fiji and Gambia and Georgia (the country) and Ghana and Gibraltar and Grenada and Guyana and Hong Kong and India and Iraq and Ireland and Jamaica and Jordan and Kenya and Kiribati and Kuwait and Lesotho and Malawi and Malaysia and Maldives and Malta and Mauritius and Montserrat and Myanmar and Nauru and Nigeria and Pakistan and Palestine and the Pitcairn Islands and Qatar and St Lucia and Saint Kitts and Nevis and Saint Helena and Ascension and Tristan da Cunha and St Vincent and Grenadina and Scotland and Seychelles and Sierra Leone and Singapore and the Solomon islands and Somaliland and South Africa and Sri Lanka and Sudan and Swaziland and Tanzania and Tonga and Trinidad and Tobago and Turks and Caicos and Tuvalu and Uganda and United Arab Emirates and United States and Vanuatu and Wales and Yemen and Zambia and Zimbabwe tonight

#text #op #dancing crabs #and many more #sorry if I missed you trust me when I say I am still popping the FATTEST bottle for u TONIGHT #edit: guys I copy pasted a shit ton of countries from fucking Wikipedia for a shitpost it’s not that deep #edit: the amount of y’all that are tagging this as ‘except us and Canada’ are missing the fucking point #it isn’t cute lol #EDIT: WHATS UP GUYS IT’S ME YA BOY COMING LIVE FROM. GLASS ONE OF WINE #I CHANGED MY MIND FUCK IT IM ADDING EVERYONE I MISSED INTO THE OP #AND ANOTHER THING #SOME OF YALL HAVE TO REMEMBER THERE ARE INDIGENOUS PEOPLE IN CANADA AND THE USA TOO #SAYING THE USA AND CANADA DOESNT DESERVE TO POP BOTTLES IS DISMISSIVE OF EVERY INDIGENOUS LIFE DAMAGED BY THE BRITISH EMPIRE #AUSTRALIA TOO #THE MONARCHY HAD A VERY PROMINENT ROLE ALONGSIDE THE CATHOLIC CHURCH IN RESIDENTIAL SCHOOLS AND COLONIAL VIOLENCE #IN SETTLER HISTORY #ALSO TO ANY OF MY BRITISH HOMOES I AM SO SORRY YALL HAVE TO GO THROUGH THAT PROPAGANDA MACHINE RN #GFGFGFFGGG I’m not changing that

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checkertrains · 2 months

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Sleepy Adam

#fanart #myart #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #adam #adam hazbin hotel #hazbin art #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin adam #first man adam #I found a video about how there’s always a subtle guitar noise whenever Adam is on screen and I can’t stop thinking bout it #this man definitely make guitar noises y’all trust me

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loganslowdown4 · 10 months

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WHO LET HIM DRIVE?!?

#Dom posted #‘y’all I don’t know if I trust our Uber driver’#😂😂😂#💚🖤#wherever they’re going I hope it’s somewhere good lol #don’t drive into traffic 😩#Remus would #Remus sanders #sanders sides #thomas sanders

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joyfuladorable · 1 year

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2k3 things that always make me laugh Part 1/?

Mikey and Don's response to Leo's sick burn on Raph in S1E1. Like Seriously. These two were just Oozing shitty younger bro energy I Love Them 🤣

#edit: Im no longer shadowbanned y’all thanks for all the turtles though lol!!#if you found this in the search tags reply with a 🐢 plz #tumblr says I'm unshadowbanned but I can't just Trust an email on that #tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt raph #tmnt leo #tmnt mikey #tmnt donnie #my art #my art show up in the search tags challenge #scenes I quote on the regular to make myself giggle

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sirbird · 15 days

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What’s a small spider to do in these conditions 🤔

#my art #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #atsv #miguel o hara fanart #drider miguel #I love him YALL #also would y’all be mad if I made another indulgent piece with my sona…..but they are dressed up or rather inspired by a certain couple #from a cartoon 👀#like this urge to draw Miguel as him have taken over me #please I beg #anyways I have a bunch of spicy art in the work I just feel bad when I only post spicy stuff #sometimes cause I feel like y’all get tired of it #but trust there is still merman and Drider spicy art up next

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hotwings0203 · 7 months

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“Those are some big words,” he purrs in your ear as he sidles around your body, stalking your immobile figure. “You sure you know what they mean sweetheart?”

“If the words restraining order are too big for you, then you’re an even bigger dumbass than I thought,” you snarl, yet unable to stop your fingers from clutching your drink tighter.

You knew you shouldn’t have came to the house party, but when you both have overlapping mutual friends then it’s either sucking up for a night or living as a hermit.

And you’d rather eat hot rocks than let him know his presence scares you

So you succumb to entertaining him for the meantime, the latter option being to run away screaming while simultaneously committing social suicide. He’s too sly, too under-the-radar to actually evoke some suspicion on everyone else’s behalf. His innuendos, downright lewd videos of him jacking off over your stolen jacket, and constant involvement in any social gathering you’re at are telltale signs that he never got over your initial rejection. You can’t even call it out now because you know you’d be labeled as a hypocrite for leading him on and not being as curt as you should’ve been.

But you can’t really be blamed, not when he has everyone wrapped around his ring-laden fingers.

He chuckles at your bite, and leans in from behind you to coo in your ear.

“You sound nervous, baby. Try saying that again with your full chest, go on, I’ll give you another chance to make me feel like you believe what you’re saying.”

His deep voice is low and raspy with barely-concealed lust, and you realize with a jolt of despair why he chose to come up to you towards the end of the party instead of addressing you in the beginning.

Almost everyone here is drunk, the aftermath of the party evident with loose bodies sprawled around the couches or wobbling over to attempt beer-pong for the umpteenth time.

“F-fuck off,” you try to sound confident and cool but your voice betrays you and comes out as a whine, or worse, a plea. You wince as he simpers at your pathetic state.

He can sense you tense up as he slings an arm around your shoulders and neck casually, and goes for the kill.

“Fuck off?” He mimics the way your voice breaks in a high-pitched obnoxious tone, and tightens his arms over your chest, squeezing your soft bits with more pressure.

You want to move, to push his offensive grip off but the truth is you’re terrified. If you piss him off, no one can come to your help. You’re alone with him in a sea of intoxicated bodies, but you don’t exactly want to roll over and show him your stomach.

“Yeah, I’ll fuck alright,” he snickers at himself, rocking his hips into you.

“But let’s get one thing straight. The only reason we’re not fucking is because I dont want to fuck right now.”

He leans impossibly closer, eliciting a barely-concealed whine from you as his long tongue brushes over your earlobe.

“I wanna play.”

#yeah I’m not back from hiatus lol this is just smthn I need to get out of my drafts #but I see all y’all in my inbox and trust me I miss y’all too #this is painfully mid but whatev #yandere #mha #bnha #tw: dubcon #yandere hawks #yandere bakugo #yandere shigaraki #yandere imagines #mha yandere

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plump-lips-imagine · 1 year

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Could we get a part two to the human expert x bowser? The first one was so cute!

ASK AND YALL SHALL RECEIVE!!! (Ya simps.)

Cupid and The Dragon: Second Chapter

A week has passed since that last encounter. Bowser treaded aimlessly in his kingdom looking for you. You weren't in the guestroom he let you stay in, and Kamek didn't know where you were either. With an Irritable look written across his face, he grumbled.

"Stupid Human. Where'd ya go?"

The guards would've found you if he didn't. there was no real reason to find you himself. he could just order someone to do it for him a wait on his throne like a king should... But maybe they wouldn't find you.

He took a pause from moving, his mind racing. Maybe you weren't in the castle anymore. Maybe when you had the chance, you dipped out so you wouldn't have to do these lessons anymore. Maybe you escaped as soon as you saw an opportunity.

Bowser's form began to shake, and his face scrunched up in anger at the possible scenarios. And to think he was starting to get used to you being here! Were you just acting chummy to let down his guard?! Well, two can play it that way. Well, he can just lock you in a cage again when he finds you, you couldn't have gone that far! He just needs to call Kamek and-

"My, My, I see you like strong women, don't ya." Bowser froze at the sound of your voice just around the corner. His head turns as he quietly makes his way to you.

With a turn of the corner, he saw you looking intensely at the Hammer Bros hands, with a gentle gaze as your hands cradled his in such a loving manner. His face was flustered at your insight. Two other bros were looking intensely at the reading being down with curiosity, one shell was a snowy blue, while the other was a fire red.

"Woah, bro. Is that true?" The Ice bro asked.

"H-How did you know?" The Green One asked.

"So, it's true?!" The Red one looked at his bro with excitement.

You giggled at the trio of bros' astonishment. "Hehe, I see a heart that jumps with glee at how fierce she is, with nothing holding her back...And she wields a boomerang. She has a pretty blue shell too. She's a determined spirit, and compatibility wise....." You paused for a second as he gulps. You were getting everything right so far, he was scared that it would be a low percentage.

"98%!!" You exclaim with glee swimming in your eyes. He looks at you shocked. It was that high!?

"Aw sick, way to go bro!!" The fire bro cheered as he puts his bro on the back.

"That's like, nearly soulmate percentage!" The ice bro says with the same enthusiasm.

The now flustered Hammer Bro has a wobbly smile on his face. "Well, what should I do? How do we get together?"

You close your eyes deep in thought and open them up to stare into his eyes. "Ironically, the thing you love about her is the same thing that's keeping her away from you. She's a little afraid that you find her too intimidating. You'll have to make the first move. Just be yourself. I suggest asking her out during training."

"I will!" He says with determination. Hehe, another satisfied customer!

"You got this in the bag!"

"Yeah, you're going to be a number one couple for sure!"

"Thanks guys!"

Aww. It's nice to see that even as minions for an evil king, there is some healthy companionship in the kingdom.

"Yo, Cupid. Can I go next" The fire bro waved his hand excitedly at you.

"Hey! I was here first, so that means I should go first!" Ice bro retorted, raising his hand too.

"Fire beat Ice, Bro. That means I get to go next." Fire bro say with a smug look on his face, pushing him back.

"That has nothing to do with this!" Ice chided back with a scowl, butting up against him back. You and Hammer Bro just look at them with blank looks a y'alls faces.

Well. More or less healthy companionship.

"Well, Well, Well. If it isn't a hallway full of no-good slackers." A Dark Low tone growled, making everyone in the hallway jump a bit. You now just noticed a shadow taking up the light look up to see Bowser, A deep scowl on his face, watching you and the three bros quivering in fear. Huffs of smoke puffed out is nostrils as he peered down at all of you with an intense glare.

"S-Sir, we were just uh...-"

"Good morning, Bowser. Did you sleep alright?" You butted in to try to ease the tension that was created all of a sudden, giving him a warm smile.

His glare only softens a little as he Gruffs at you, but his eyes glare back intensely when he spots the position you were in. Your hands were still cradling the hammer bros' as he shook like a leaf at his boss' eyes being directed at him. A low growl came from Bowser's throat.

He takes a couple of steps in front of you, causing the Fire and Ice bro to quickly move out of them and the Hammer bro to jolt back, releasing his hands from yours. Bowser suddenly grabs you by the waist making you yelp in surprise.

"Human, with me. Now." He then gently but firmly placed you between his arm while glaring at the three fidgety bros. "And you three..."

He stomps the ground loudly. Making everything around them jump. "GET YOUR BUTTS TO THE TRAINING DECK!! I WANT ALL OF YOU TO TRAIN ALL DAY! IS THAT CLEAR!?"

"Y-Yes Lord Bowser!!" They all salute, still shaking in place. Bowser Grunts and turns away with you in tow, still being carried by him.

Sometimes you forget how easy it is for him to carry you. It's almost way like nothing to him. It makes you feel weird how close he has you, being carried like luggage. He had pretty scales. they would glimmer in specific lighting so sometimes it would be easy to miss Them. They shone like diamonds. You didn't really mind being carried like this, because he was still mindful of you, so it wasn't too tight on your body. it was kinda fun.

"Why weren't you in your room?"

"Huh?" You were brought out of your thoughts by Bowser breaking the silence. He struggles to not snap at you for repeating yourself.

"You weren't in your room when I went to get you. Why?" He retorts at you. You look at him as you think of an answer.

"Well, I woke up early so I didn't want to disturb you before you woke up. And I was bored so I decided to do a few love readings for minions that were willing to get one. I guess I lost track of time." You meekly explained. Bowser rolls his eyes and looks back down at you.

"What's the point of me paying for your service if you're just going to give yourself for free? He grumbled. You shook you're head frantically.

"I wouldn't do that! They promised to tell me more about the Kingdom and about its inhabitants. I saw a lot more than regular koopas and goombas and I wanted to hear more from them while you were asleep. I was...a little curious."

"Well, don't do that again. I don't need any of my minions slacking off just for a love reading. That's only for me and I only got it. I ain't paying you to get chummy with anyone else. Got it?" He growled, just thinking about you wasting your time on anyone else but Him.

You frown at this. How are you going to learn now? "I understand...I'm sorry."

Bowser looks down at you and sees your disheartened gaze and his face softens up. a moment of silence happens then he lets out a low breath, one that he didn't know he was holding in his throat. His anger dissipated. He rubbed his hair, struggling to find the words to say.

"After our session, I'll allow you to ask me any questions you have about this Kingdom. Also, I'll let you use our library to learn a bit about the inhabitants. Just stop looking like a kicked puppy."

You look up at him in surprise. " Really!? You don't mind. I won't bother you?"

"If it had bothered me, I wouldn't have proposed it in the first place. You're teaching me about humans so I might as well tell you a thing or two about my minions." He grumbles. Your eyes lit up in excitement.

"Of Course! I promise to not ask too much! You can count on me to work extra hard on teaching you how to love a human!" You beamed.

Bowser felt himself having to control the urge to cover his eyes at the nonexistent bright light around you, his face feeling a bit warm. You were going to be the death of him one day.

***

Both You and Bowser stood in his Private room.

"Peach. I stand here before you for one thing. A chance. Please, let me show you that I can treat you like the Princess that you are and more. Will you go out with me?" He holds out his hand in front of you.

You are back in your peach outfit, with no reaction on your face. You then clear your throat as you prepare your answer.

"No." You said Bluntly.

you see Bowser's eye twitch in frustration, struggling to keep in his true emotions as his body shakes in anger.

"I......I............" He takes in a deep breath, "I......u-understand." he finally force himself to say as he lets out a breath of relief. You smile at him.

"Excellent. You took that rejection like a champ! That's the best one yet!" You praised Bowser, who was struggling on the floor a bit.

You see. Rejection is a part of life for the everyday human. Especially when it comes to love, so we have to accept rejection than refusing to take no for an answer.

This was a struggle for Bowser the most. Every other time y'all would practice with each other, it usually ended with him on a rampage or you ducking for cover from the fire that he spewed. Such Progress!

"Guh...This Sucks. I thought rejection would be easier to handle over time."

"Heh, well don't get to hung up on it. Most humans struggle today to handle rejection, so you're doing a lot better than most. You're doing awesome!"

Bowser stares at you for a moment and gets back up with a smirk on his face. "Heh, of course! I am the king of Awesome. I can handle any obstacle far better than any human. Anyone for that matter!" He puffs out his chest with Pride. you just stare at him.

"Your delivery when asking the question could use some work."

"Oh puh-lease, that was going to make her gush at me, and you know it."

"Eeeeh, gush isn't the word I would use."

Bowser glares at you. But it didn't carry the tone that his usual glares do. This one was in a more playful manner, with a non-threatening tone.

"Oh yeah, you think you can do better?"

"Well, I'm not a love expert for no reason. I am known to be a charmer."

He scoffs. "Alright prove it. Use your charm on me." He stands tall, waiting.

"Alright, Challenge accepted." You say as you clear your throat. a pause was made and then you look at him deep in the eyes.

"My dear King. Your passionate spirit wraps around my soul like a never-ending flame. I may not offer much but my love for you is in full, so please," You brought his claw to your face as your cheek rested on his palm. "won't you let me become yours, my handsome Koopa? And let me break you out of your shell?" You finished, with the gaze of undying love.

K.O.

Bowser felt a critical hit that felt like an arrow to his heart. His face flushing red from the confession and he has to hide his face away from you. Holy Shit. He was this close to putting you in his Treasure vault.

"Damn it.... Well Played."

"Thank You! It's in my nature!" You say playfully.

You get up and take the Peach wig off your head. " That concludes on lesson for today. Only one more lesson to go. You're on fire."

Bowser rolls his eyes but a smile creeps on his face. He couldn't help it. You just have this way of bringing him up in some way. Your good mood is infectious.

As he looks at you and takes off the makeup, his mind began to wonder. You were alone when you were captured here. And you didn't show any signs of missing anyone. Surely somebody like you has someone waiting to go home to, right?

"Say, Cupid."

"Hm?" you hummed, letting him know you were listening.

"Since you're like 'The' Love Expert and everything..., you got a lover yourself?"

You pause and turn to look at him surprised. Silence takes of the room, making Bowser a little uncomfortable. Why did you look like that?

"Nope. Honestly, never had a lover to call my own in a while."

"What? But I thought if anyone were to have a lover, it would be you." He looks at you puzzled, now by your side to look at your face.

Your face had a smile, but your eyes shine solemnly. You sit down, making him do the same.

"Well, I wasn't always the Love Expert that I am today" you admitted. "I've been called a lot of other things before. Witch, Noisy Hag, Perverted Creep, delusional Moron. Turns out, lots of people don't like to be read like a book, even when they ask you to. Ironic Right?"

A pathetic attempt at a joke was made but he didn't laugh. he had to hold down his angry for all the names that people used at you.

"But it's not just that, I grew up around a town where love.... wasn't love. It was mean, bitter, toxic, and hateful. With a town like that; Who needs enemies?" You stood and looked outside, the night sky mixing in contrast with the lava-filled landscape. "But hey! It's not so bad! I was able to get away and bring so many lovers together through hard work. I may not be able to find my own love now, but seeing genuine love around makes it worth it." You smiled at him with a determined look.

He stares at you. He wouldn't say it out loud, but he couldn't help but admire you a bit. Your resolve to help them find love in the unlikeliest place made him...respect? Yeah. It made him respect you.

"And you know what, jokes on that town. They missed out on the most amazing spouse they could ever have, hehe!" You say, with a joke in your tone.

"Yeah, they did." He Concurred, sounding so sincere, which shocked both of you. He thought that he only said that in his head. It made you giggle softly.

"Wow, you're becoming a real charmer!! 10+ Points!"

Oh, Shut Up." He says, grabbing your face playfully in his hand, making you whine at the contact. But he was actually glad. He didn't like that far-away sad look you had. He much rather have you act like a goofball instead. A weird, charming goofball.

***

"Alright, Almost done. tell me the most important things in a relationship?"

Bowser looks at you with a begrudging look on his face. Struggle to say the words out loud.

"Do we really need to do this again? I don't see how this wi-" He stops mid-sentence seeing the expression on your face, one that holds a silent plea to comply. He sighs, his red eyebrows knitted in focus..

"Honesty."

"Okay."

"Communication."

"Good."

"Trust."

"Mhm."

"Safety."

"Great."

"V-Vulnerability."

"And....?"

"Affection!"

"Right! You remembered!"

Bowser was a bit bashful under that gleeful gaze, but it was balanced out by the praise he oh so craved.

"Now. The final element of a Great and Loving relationship is this key factor. It's Respect."

"Huh? Are you sure it's not the ability to give your partner everything you want?' He asked as if it's an obvious question to have. You roll your eyes.

"No, Your Majesty. There's nothing more powerful than having respect for your partner." You think about your words for a minute. " You see, Relationships will have its ups and down. You might like red, she might hate red. She may like apples; you may loathe apples. Sometimes, we can't always agree with our partners or have a different viewpoint, but that's okay. Respect is important because it lets you know that no matter the differences and no matter our disagreements, I will always see you in a positive light. And I would never make you feel less than."

Bowser listen intensely, but couldn't help but quip out, "Stars that was painful to here. That was so corny."

"Hey, I'm letting down some really good advice. C'mon!" You blushed in embarrassment, feeling embarrassed for the way you let out your soul on your teaching.

"Bwahaha! Right, right! I'm sorry. I was just joking." He smirks at you playfully. You huff and then hold out your hands.

"Let's see that percentage, shall we?"

Bowser lets your small hands touch his gigantic ones, seeing you focus at the percentage.

"Congratulations, King Bowser. You are at exactly 50%. Which means my work here is done."

"Only 50%!"

"I'm afraid the other half is Peach. Only She can make it go up now. You are as high as you can get. You are 50/50 percent, which is lucky considering where we started off." You explained.

Steams of frustration come out of his nostrils. "You could've told me this before we did all this." He's silent for a while but then nods. "Alright. So now what?""

"That's for you to decide now. I can give you anymore advice then I already have. I'm done.... Are you still going to keep me here?"

Huh. He hadn't thought about that. If everything is done, then technically he doesn't need you here anymore. Your usefulness has taken its course. And yet. He didn't want you to leave, but he couldn't think of a good excuse to make you stay.

"I guess you have done your part. Your...free to go."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I've kept you in here long enough. Don't make me repeat myself." he said a little harshly, making you flinch.

'Why did I say it like that?' he asked as he scolded himself for your reaction.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye! Thank you for having me as your teacher. And thank you for the large sum of coins, I'll be able to bunker down somewhere in Toad Town for a while!"

'Bunker down?'

"What do you mean, 'Bunker Down'?" He questions at the bomb you just dropped.

"Huh? Oh, well I'm a traveler. I don't really have a place to call my own yet ever since I ran away. That's why I've been traveling so far to see if anywhere was a good place would be to settle down."

You explain as if it was obvious, but Bowser looks at you in Bewilderment. You didn't have a home? At all!? This is unacceptable!

he grumbles something under his breath.

"Huh?" You didn't quite get that.

"I SAID THAT FROM NOW ON, YOU WILL STAY IN MY CASTLE!!" His voice booms at you while also making the room shake a bit. You stare at him in astonishment.

You both stare at each other for a bit before Bowser clears his throat to calm himself a bit. "Well, if you want to! You've already been here a while and I've grown used to you. The minions seem to like you as well so-"

You cut him off with a hug to his abdomen, making him freeze a bit. Huh, no one has ever willingly given him a hug before. This felt Nice. Really Nice. He almost doesn't want you to let go.

but you do, much to his dismay, but you're smiling at him.

"Thank You! I swear I'll do my best in whatever role you give me!"

He sighs. "Yeah, yeah, worry about that later..." he pets your head softly. But then something comes to mind that he'd never really thought about.

"I've...Never gotten your name."

"Huh?"

"You're name. I can't just keep calling you human and Cupid. What's your name?"

You giggle at this. that's right. You forgot to introduce yourself completely. "My name is (Y/N) (L/N). At your service."

"Well, (Y/n). You're lucky because you're now part of the best kingdom there is!"

"Hehe, Yay." You yawn, feeling sleepiness coming into your body. "I think I should retire for the day. it's getting late. I believe in you, Bowser. You're going to make a princess very happy. I just know it." You exit the room, leaving Bowser by himself, in his thoughts.

Huh. He would've thought he had gotten used to that cheery personality but you still manage to lighten his confidence in ways that his own army couldn't do. He could get used to you having you around. It'll be an adjustment to accommodating a Human, but since he was going to do the same for Peach, doing the same for you wouldn't be a problem. Perhaps even easier.

....

Right the princess. If he really is going to confess to her at the time is right, he might as well do a little practice.

He thinks of ways to compliment Princess Peach. Her Golden hair, the beautiful never moving crown, her beautiful (color) eyes.....wait.

That's not right. he closes his eyes to envision her in his head. Her pink beautiful dress, her elegant posture, the beautiful (color) hair on her, their cute eyelashes, the way they beam at him with no care in the world, their curious nature, the kind eyes when they look deep into his, their cute pout, their soft kissable face, and-

Hold on! Wait a Minute!

Bowser Tries to think of Peach, but the images always become you. You're grace and your smile floods his mind every time he tries to focus.

You! You.You.You.

You.

Bowser's face turns red at a sudden realization he has. Oh no.

'I think...I'm in love with (Y/N).'

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