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Dark Moon | Chapter Ten

Pairing | yandere!Jimin x Reader

Word Count | 3,6k

Warnings | 18+, smut noncon, yandere themes, triggering content, drunken sex, forced anal sex, rimjob, fingering, sadism, violence, lots of crying and screaming, teasing, humiliation, blood, hatred, angst, attempted murder, serious injuries, use of a knife, sea of blood, first hints of Stockholm Syndrome, be careful: this chapter is darker than the other chapters and from now on Dark Moon will be much more violent.

This fanfiction is yandere, if you don't like the genre, don't read and if you are not of age, don't read.

I don't want to hear any complaints in the comments, thank you.

This does not reflect my way of thinking or living at all, it is just a work of fiction, it is like watching a horror movie, many of us love horror movies, but we would never dream of what we see in those movies happening in reality as well.

Simply put, this story was written for entertainment purposes, it should not be seen as a reflection of my values, opinions or morals. I absolutely do not condone such acts.

⤷ Summary | She just wanted to escape her past, take charge of her life and break out of her steel cage, praying in God for a miracle that could change her life for good.

And her prayers were heard, but it was not the Divine that answered her.

That was certainly the devil in the guise of an angel, she thought as those corrupted and empty eyes searched her soul with extreme voracity.

He turned a sweet, false smile on her, before pushing her into the abyss.

➢ Author's Note | Hi, guys ❤️ Today's chapter was particularly difficult to write, it is very dark and from here on we get into the heart of Dark Moon, which I always remember is a highly yandere story, I recommend reading it to readers who are age +18 and who already have experience with the yandere genre, Dark Moon is not a story with a normal relationship, it is a yandere. For those who will read the chapter, let me know what you think of it and what you believe will happen in the future!

Taglist: @katherine-kookie, @dragons-flare, @m00njinnie, @seokjins-luigi, @pjmsneverland, @jimincrystal, @ajkwww, @ungodlyjoon, @hecateslittlewitchling, @namjoonsbuspass, @darkuni63, @xicanacorpse, @jiminismine4ever

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Perhaps it was the alcohol swirling in his body or perhaps his sadistic nature, but he didn't think twice about ripping off even that one too many garments, Y/N squeezed her eyes shut huddling her head between the blankets that smelled of Jimin, everything about that room smelled of him and she felt suffocated by his oppressive presence.

Jimin ran two fingers over the entrance hidden by the young woman's panties, reached out to her clitoris circling it through the fabric, but did not dwell on it for long, without uttering a breath he lowered Y/N's panties badly, finally putting on display what he was really aiming for.

He eagerly squeezed the girl's soft, perfect buttocks, his hands carefully palmed that velvety flesh, she could not understand what his intentions were, why was he talking one way but touching her another?

The boy lowered himself to kiss her back, inhaling her scent that reminded him of the scent of his bubble bath present in the bathroom, she had not confined herself to books, he thought amused, there was something sick about her, something she did not even admit to herself, even as she actively sought something that would make her closer to the man she so professed to detest.

"Jimin..." there, she had once again used his name, the man couldn't hold back any longer, spread her buttocks revealing the small, tight pink hole, and lowering his head the boy left a wet, warm streak of saliva in that never-violated spot, "What the hell-?!" exclaimed Y/N, stiffening in shock.

Jimin was... he was licking her right there?!

Between shame and disgust she tried to slip out of his hands, but the man squeezed her tightly and together with his weight prevented her from moving, continuing to circle around that ring of muscle with the tip of his tongue, occasionally entering a few millimeters.

Forced there and under those attentions, Y/N felt strange, with horror she realized that she was not just trembling with fear, she was feeling a strange warmth that was affecting her lower abdomen, the sinuous movements of the man's tongue continued to wet and stimulate the little hole, saliva slowly slipped from her buttocks to the throbbing, soaked cleft of her pussy.

Pleasure and humiliation mingled causing her emotions so strong as to be unbearable, she untangled herself once again from his grasp and this time managed to free herself, crawled away and by a hair's breadth the man came back to grasp her ankle again, bringing her back under him.

"You're a goddamn animal!" exclaimed Y/N between her teeth, Jimin sneered pushing his pelvis against her, who distinctly felt the rigid presence between his legs.

"Now I recognize my little whore" he murmured in her ear making her shudder, "From the way you're acting I bet no one has ever touched this cute little ass" he slapped a buttock as if to punctuate his words and the woman winced, "Somehow I'll still have a virgin part of you" he growled forcefully and without any regard pushing two fingers into that tight and rigid hole, a scream dictated by pain and shock left the girl's now pale lips.

"No, no, no! Stop, I don't want to!" she was in a panic, Jimin's fingers made no hint of leaving her, the stretch was uncomfortable and burning like hell, the man was already anticipating that moment, he wanted her to scream in pain and sorrow, he wanted her to regret that stupid attitude she had held with him all along.

As he penetrated that tight little cave, he finished lowering his boxers with his other hand, freeing his hard, aroused cock.

He slid down to the young woman's slit without penetrating her, merely gathering over the entire length what little liquid arousal Y/N had produced against her own will. The girl felt the thick presence behind her and feared that it would end like last time, too bad Jimin had something much worse in mind.

Without saying a word he released those tight muscles from his fingers, Y/N almost collapsed from the pain, but Jimin grasped her hips tightly sinking his fingers into her flesh, the girl buried her head between the pillows already imagining the painful twinge that would rip through her core, but she was not prepared for the excruciating pain Jimin's thrusting caused her when he forcefully entered her ass, a sharp, breathless cry left her throat in despair, she wriggled on the bed like a trapped animal, but Jimin easily pinned her down by pounding inside her without any mercy, his hoarse breaths increased in volume as he sank repeatedly into that hole that clenched hard and in pain around his cock, he fell back on the young girl's small body with all his weight, forcing her to spread her stiff, trembling thighs wide.

"It hurts, please stop! It hurts so much, I can't take it!" she cried for air, she had thought Jimin's fingers were enough to feel pain, she had not expected a situation like that, his thick, hard cock was practically opening her in two, she frantically shook her head against the pillow with each stroke of the man's hips, who smiled addicted to that pleasure.

"How can I stop when-uhm..." he paused for a moment trying to contain himself and not explode inside her right away, "When you hold me so tight?" he finished in a voice pregnant with lust, penetrating her completely, who arched her back with a choked scream at that umpteenth assault.

"Now tell me, do you prefer it when I fuck your pussy or your ass? " he asked, increasing the speed of his strokes, aware of the harm he was doing to her not only physically, he wanted to humiliate her to such an extent that no light of defiance remained in her, his balls began to slam violently against her empty, dripping slit, the walls tightened around nothing, and another wave of tears slid down her face, realizing the strange combination of pain and pleasure that was being created in her.

Jimin moved his body slightly from hers, just the slightest bit that helped him to see himself sinking into her once more, the tiny ring of muscle had finally adjusted to his size despite the force with which he still enveloped his cock, he spit a trickle of saliva between them increasing the lubrication of the intercourse and began to give deeper and slower thrusts.

"You didn't answer me," he chuckled, penetrating the entrance to her intimacy with his middle finger, finding it incredibly moist.

He groaned breathlessly as he imagined himself in there, squeezed by that infinite, delicate softness, cradled by the elastic grip of her trembling walls.

"Fuck, can you hear yourself? If you hadn't behaved so badly this is where I would have come in, and we would have both enjoyed it," he growled in her ear, "But that's okay too, isn't it? You're soaked all the same, maybe you really are perfect for the Dark Moon" he taunted her, ramming into her countless times, feeling his balls swell and his cock shake, Jimin's small, intense moans of pleasure slid over the girl's now helpless body, which catatonicly welcomed the man's semen on top of her, he stood there still between her buttocks, pouring the white, viscous cum inside her asshole, before climbing out of her and gazing with satisfaction at that destroyed little hole soaked with his essence, Jimin slid away wearily on the bed, gazed breathlessly at the ceiling, a glance between his legs and noticed on his still half-erect cock drops of blood.

He grinned, satisfied with his work.

"Now you are no longer a virgin."

Y/N turned her head away, unable to move, feeling pain everywhere, even inside her soul.

Jimin had ruined her forever.

"I hate you" was the only thing she managed to say between dry, trailing lips, lost in a spiral of thoughts that only she knew.

Jimin stared at the walls of his bedroom with a sigh.

"You can hate me all you want, it doesn't change what you are and where you are," he muttered, beginning to close his eyes to fall asleep.

You are my whore, mine to have and mine to torture.

He had not said it, but that was what he meant.

The woman felt the man's breathing become lighter after about twenty minutes, twenty minutes of interminable silence.

Her gaze was no longer lost in the void, but steady on the boy's closet, there where she had previously discovered one of his little secrets.

She tried to calm down, not to do rash things, but he had no respect for her, had used and raped her, going so far as to force her into anal intercourse for which she had not been properly prepared. He had used her like a rubber doll, she thought with disgust written all over her face.

She lifted herself up slowly, preventing her complaints from escaping her lips, although she felt destroyed, her legs staggered on her own weight, and lowering her gaze she saw the blood etched between the sheets.

Panic gripped her chest, that same sordid spectacle she had experienced years before, when she was just a naive little girl who did not understand the malice of the world. The girl's tears became constant, but she still maintained silence. No, she could not relive such a thing and do nothing about it, not this time.

She angrily wiped away her tears and with another glance at the closet opened the doors slowly, rummaging through the bottom and finding what she was looking for, she forced her fingers on a small raised dowel and slid the wooden wall to her right, which revealed the presence of a dark duffel bag.

With unsteady hands she unzipped the thick zipper, revealing its forbidden contents.

She tightened her lips, casting a glance at the sleeping figure of the boy, the alcohol had finally taken its toll along with the sex, that monster would no longer be a threat to her.

That morning Jimin woke up with his mind strangely silent, his demons were not there, he stretched out casting a glance to his side and found the place previously occupied by Y/N, empty.

She was gone.

A gnawing in his stomach caged him, making him incuporated. Why the hell should he have cared?

He couldn't remember exactly what he had done that night, but he remembered perfectly well that he had enjoyed it, that was the important thing, wasn't it?

He got up slipping on the boxers left on the floor and headed to the bathroom to clean himself up.

He washed himself by eliminating the smell of sex from his skin, he looked at the bubble bath without a hint of emotion on his face, just remembering the smell of the girl, indeed it was one of the few things he remembered from the previous night, but his mind was still fixed on her, who would not decide to give in for good, he had come back pissed off like a hyena that night; Because she would not give in to him, because Hoseok had made those insinuations, because now everyone believed that he depended on her.

He wasn't. He was still Park Jimin, the independent, strong man. She, on the other hand, was just his tasty and tender plaything.

When he finished his shower he emerged from the bathroom with a towel tied to his hips, his athletic, slender figure a joy to behold, his dark soul sighing in pleasure at the screams of his victims.

He returned to the room to dress and had only time to put on clean boxers and a pair of shorts before he heard the thud of an object falling and shattering on the floor.

He frowned, immediately heading toward the source of that sound, "Y/N?"

He went to the living room looking around, on the floor were the broken and scattered pieces of a vase, but no trace of the girl.

"Y/N? Y/N!" he was getting pissed off, "We don't have a cat, I also doubt it was the wind, so I suggest you-!" an excruciating twinge blocked the breath in his throat.

His gaze dropped to the silver blade of the knife that had penetrated his side, the handle of that knife was clasped in the small hands of the woman who only hours before was under him in his bed.

Now there was shock and surprise on his face, he watched the girl wordlessly before his eyes narrowed in pain.

Y/N, whose face was transfigured with anger, watched the boy take deep breaths, as if he was used to those kinds of blows, and that pissed her off more.

She had waited all night for that moment, she didn't want to hit him while he was unconscious, she wanted him to be lucid and awake so she could hear him scream, but he wasn't screaming, he didn't look scared, and that made her angrier. She wanted Jimin, for once, to show that he was human and not just a crazed kidnapper and heartless killer.

"Why don't you scream, why?! Fuck!" she shouted before pulling out the blade with a revolting sound, then sticking it again in a spot not far from the previous one, Jimin jerked it away from himself, holding tightly to a shelf to prevent himself from collapsing to the ground, gritting his teeth to try not to scream, he pressed his hand on the first wound, not daring to pull the knife out of the second one. Had he done so, he would only have caused more damage.

He squatted slowly on the floor, pale and unable to think of a solution; there was already sweat on his upper lip to testify to what was going on inside him.

He tried to reason lucidly without losing sight of Y/N, who looked like a lion locked in a cage, paced around the living room holding her head in her slimy bloodstained hands, crying and shaking to herself, he forced himself to keep calm because in that condition he would only hurt them both.

"Y/N, where did you get this knife?" he hissed between his teeth breathing hard, she didn't answer but there was really no need for her to, the man had recognized him, it was part of the set he used during the missions, "Never mind, now be a good girl and hand me the phone" he was shaking, his body couldn't handle that condition yet and he seriously needed help, he had to call Seokjin and get help sent, immediately.

But Y/N stared at him fearfully, if she called his teammates they would surely kill her, Hoseok's threat was still alive in her mind and she began to shake her head.

"The phone is in my room, Y/N...fuck, go get the phone!" he blurted out moaning breathlessly, in response the girl began to run to the front door.

But no, she couldn't know the security code, right?

Jimin's brain threw a warning bell when he heard the typical sound that signaled the apartment was open.

"Shit!" he threw all his good intentions to the wind, began to run after her heedless of the suffering he was subjecting his body to, found himself removing the knife from the wound, shrugging off the consequences, it was incredibly painful and slow to do so, but when he saw her go through the emergency exit he chased after her jumping up several steps at a time.

Y/N's vision was flooded with tears, she did not understand why Jimin had not reacted as she expected he would, he had not turned around screaming in pain, he had not railed at her, and that made her feel bad, made her feel like the monster of the situation.

She had stabbed a man in the back, no matter who he was, she had done it.

And now she was going to die, Jimin would never let her go unpunished, much less his friends, she was screwed in every sense of the word now.

She grabbed the doorknob of the exit, preparing to scream and call for help, but she never got as far as throwing it open.

Jimin was quicker, grabbed her by the hips lifting her off the floor, she screamed in shock as she was dragged away, back into the apartment.

The boy closed the door with a loud roar, but he did not let her go, he slumped to the floor with her still pressed against his body, Jimin's hot, labored breathing tickled her neck, he did not seem to be intent on punishing her, then she felt something wet her clothes, something that horrified her.

Jimin's blood was flowing copiously from his wounds, and despite the lack of a shirt she could not tell where it came from, the blood was so thick and plentiful that it covered the deep cuts.

"Y/N..." he said again, she clearly sensed the torment in his voice and if possible felt even worse, "I need your cooperation," he said bitterly.

The girl silently nodded after a few moments, Jimin closed his eyes, his complexion was increasingly ashen.

"My phone is on the bedside table, bring it to me," he let her go and she got up in pain, between running and the wild sexual intercourse she had a few hours earlier, she was not in a very good state, but she tried to be quick in retrieving the object in question. She could have called the police, asked for help and reported Jimin, but she did not think about those possibilities at all, what was wrong with her?

She felt like a horrible person, how had she become this way?

When she returned to Jimin she found him trying to hold his deep gashes to stem the flowing blood, his movements were getting slower and slower, but he reached for the phone, it took seconds too long to unlock the phone and find Jin's number, but when he did he was relieved.

"Jin," he called, licking his dry, purplish lips, "I have a problem," he coughed.

In the meantime, the woman hurriedly looked around, saw some tea towels in the kitchen and didn't think twice about picking them up, ran to the man who was continuing to talk to his boss and with trembling fingers pressed on the wounds firmly, causing Jimin to spasm, who immediately clenched his teeth. There was so much vermilion liquid that her head spun, she must have been crazy for doing such a thing, she did not kill people.

"... I lost a lot of it, yes... No, she is here with me," he was saying, and that made her blanch. It was over.

Her chest began to lower and rise more and more slowly, Y/N was witnessing the boy's condition and could do nothing, for either of them.

Fuck, she didn't know if Jimin would protect her, he would probably be the one to give the order to slaughter her, assuming he didn't keep the honor for himself, but dead Jimin was pretty much sure she would follow him immediately.

When the boy put down, he took to staring at her without saying a word, he was quiet, he wasn't ranting at her, he just seemed...surrendered.

"Why did you do that?" he asked weakly, she squared him with glazed eyes, "Why did you stab me?"

"You hurt me," she said with a knot in her throat, "Before, it was different... you were like him," she sobbed, leaving Jimin strangled and confused .

What had he done and who was "him"?

Jimin tried to remember his actions, he had come home drunk, this was clear to both of them, and he was angry, very angry.

Suddenly he remembered everything, frowned.

He had... he had....

Why did he feel so bad at the thought of what he had done? After all, this was not the first time, he had done it before, he was interested in feeling pleasure, and he had even punished her, she deserved it! But looking at those tear-filled eyes, it wasn't just the wounds that cut off his breath. Perhaps death was fucking with his brain.

"Y/N..." he seemed to want to tell her something important, perhaps it was about his last breath, but-

"Jimin! Jimin!" tense and nervous voices interrupted that moment full of unexpressed feelings, Y/N turned toward the men dressed in black who with weapons in hand began to check the whole apartment, some she recognized, she had already seen them in the company of the boy.

Other men ran to attend to him, beginning to check his vitals and oxygen, strong, angry hands pulled her away from the man and she found herself screaming in fear.

"It was you, right! Fucking-"

"Hoseok, let her go immediately!" exclaimed Jimin as he pushed one of the doctors aside, his pale, tired face glowering at the man behind the girl's back, "Do you hear me?" he huffed furiously, Hoseok tightened his grip on her, hurting her.

"What do you want me to do then? We can't leave her so fucking unpunished!"

"Lock her in her room," ordered Jimin with a cold stare, Y/N whitened, "She is not to come out of there, just as no one is to enter her room until I return, understood?"

The grip on her shoulders vanished, but another made her get up in a rush, the woman saw Jimin being carried away by the medics, while someone else slammed her violently inside her room, she fell ruefully to the floor and held her arm in pain.

She cast a glance at the culprit and recognized him as Taehyung. He seemed beside himself.

"If I don't kill you now it's only because Jimin doesn't want to, but don't expect mercy from us," he spat, distraught at the image of his friend reduced to that condition.

He slammed the door behind him and the lock was heard to close.

It was really over.

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earthnashes · 11 months

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Melon slows his gallop to a halt once he reached the break through the trees, and feels a strange sense of Déjà vu; he stood on this particular cliff edge of the island in what feels like ages, but familiarity settles in all the same. He looks out over the horizon into the vast open expanse, down at his map. Up, down, then up again.

As marked, the little human village is merely a day's trip away. Unlike the first time he searched for it on his favorite cliff-- with the jungles and valleys and caves and foes as obstacles-- the only thing between them and the end of their long journey is nothing but the calm sea.

Melon takes in a deep breath. This is it. All of the danger and hardship, finally coming to a close. He feels a sense of relief in it, but as he gives a playful trot in place--and hears the familiar squeal of laughter from Mario as the boy hugs his neck, just like the day they started this adventure-- Melon suddenly feels a sense of sadness.

Despite everything, something in the yoshi doesn't want it to end. Not if it means being separated from Mario forever.

He's come to care for the human cub as if he were his own, and the thought of parting ways with him hurts the yoshi in a way he didn't expect. He needed his new family; he needed to be around his own kind. But Melon knows he's gonna miss him terribly.

The yoshi's breath releases in a heavy, bittersweet sigh, and he allows himself to get lost in the memories of their journey, staring blankly ahead. So preoccupied with reminiscing, Melon fails to notice Mario's laughter suddenly stop. He doesn't notice the patting against his shoulder, growing more insistent the longer he remains still.

He doesn't notice how the light of the sinking sun is suddenly blotted out by incoming silhouettes. Not until it's too late.

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Part 9 of Melon's Adventure, donezo! Only one more part left before this ark of the story comes to a close!

I'm pretty sure I mentioned this a while ago, but this is where the story ultimately takes a turn to deviate from the canon plot of the game. This is specifically because Kamek and Bowser are not responsible for Mario and Luigi's kidnapping in this version. It's someone else! Can you guess who? The lil critters in the last two parts are hints. ;)

At any rate, giving ya'll this update early! Last part will take a little while because I got ambitious, so there’s likely no update for this lil story next Monday. I’ll instead post something else! Until then, thank ya’ll for taking a peek! ^.^

#Super Mario #yoshi's island #nintento #nintendo headcanon #au #headcanon #my art #my stuff #yoshi #melon #mario

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scrufflesksunnide · 5 months

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Something I've been working on for awhile and finally I can tell you what this au is ABOUT.

Welcome to...

SURVIVOR AND MONK: ECHOS OF TIME!

an AU that tries to follow the canon of rain world in it's own unique way, creating new landscapes, added backgrounds that weren't there in rain world, new characters, and overall headcanons galore!

The AU is heavily inspired by things like Mario and Luigi: Partners in Time and Omori! Character refs and information below!

The premise of the au is about Survivor and Monk being contacted by a familiar white iterator from the void, who sends them on a mission to fix this world before things get messy with the landscapes they stand on shifting from times ahead and before, the memories they gained being wiped from them completely, and everything being set back to the very beginning. Their goal is to close time rifts causing this calamity, with the help of the Echos trapped inside these rifts, not only will they gain power to help the world but also gain memory the player never got to see... Will they be doomed to repeat this loop again due to their own problems? Or will they stop it all in time, before they have to repeat it all over again? They are all stuck here for their flaws, much like the echoes before them... maybe it is possible to break the cycle for once...? Meet the Main Cast!:

"Seth" aka The Survivor

Age: 20 Likes: Collecting pearls, Manny, Happy thoughts, Nature, History Dislikes: Having to give up pearls, Lizards, Bad thoughts, Thunder Storms (how ironic), and forgetting about the good times...

"Trying to find peace and happiness in a world that hurt them, their curiosity leads them into a new adventure. However, they aren't alone this time. With their sibling by their side, nothing will take this duo down!"

"Still full of curiosity, they are a sucker for nature much like their sibling. They are deeply curious about nature and wants to explore the world for what it has to offer. Their thoughts cannot be trusted however, despite it being full of curiosity, it is also full of doubt and bad faith after bring them down and keeping them rather depressed. They are numbed by the cruelty of this world, often not showing their emotions due to feeling static. It makes it hard to understand what's going on with them when they don't show a lot that's going on inside. However, they try their best to see a brighter future. They are quiet for the most part, but isn't scared to take action when necessary." Relationship Chart:

"Manny" aka The Monk

Age: 18 Likes: Gardening, Seth, Lizards, Batflies, Donating! Dislikes: Fire, Violence, Blood, seeing Seth sad, being alone. "Full of sunshine and and optimism. No matter of their naive nature, they set out to save this world with their kindness and their sibling by their side. Flourishing their way through this world with kindness has it's ups and downs however, we'll just have to see how they take it." "Peppy and happy, they try their best to make others joyful as well... to the best of their abilities anyway. They can be naive and foolish, they aren't super smart but they try their hardest... though sometimes they push themselves a little too hard. Due to the incident with Seth, they HATE being separated from him and suffers from separation anxiety. Their separation anxiety makes it hard for the duo to split up when it is needed, creating a struggle for the poor fella." Relationship Chart:

"Harvey"/"Harv" aka The Hunter

Age: 19 Likes: Doing risky shit, Red Lizard meat (sorry Manny), combat, their friends... helping out others in need... oh and uh, jokes Dislikes: staying in one place, being fluffy in the morning (yes they do fluff up fun fact!), being on a time limit, scav tolls, failing the mission. "After living through the scary odds, much to the world's pity, they live weaker than what they once were... but luckily they gained a strange but much needed friend." "Energetic and risk-taking, they make great effort to be danger to the enemies who dare try and disturb the peace. They led their ego and pride get the best of them at times and get carried away with playing the role of "hero" as that's the only thing they feel they have left to their name... "hero". They will willingly take a spear if it meant people made it out alive, they will rush head first into danger to shield those they care for... but in turn get extremely hurt in the progress. They can be impatient and does not want to be stuck in one place for more than 10 minutes, they have a soul that NEEDS heroic action and NOW!" Relationship Chart:

enot (dats me!!) the inventor (hehe see what we did there?) here's my [icture!

im 20 even though some people don't believe that fo[r sum reason (also I am very tired so my typig mayyyyyy be a bit wacky but ill fix it latr... probs) anyway uhhh I liek making cool gadgets, being the prettiest thing you'll ever see, my friendsss, eg, and kissing my babe (sethy!!) (and they is MINE, I will KILL YOU IF YOU DARE TOUCH THEM... just kidding!! there's enough of them (and me!) to go around!) and I like long walks on the shore! what I DONT like. I HAAAAAATE when people do not cooparate with each other and don't stick to the plan! like I swear everytime I'm playing skywars I get so pissed because I get teamed up with kids who dont even know how the game works OR they are SO egostical that they try doing stupid stuff and dont LISTEN to the guy who has actually PLAYED the game and KNOWS what their DOING!!! only reason why I lose so damn much is because of these bad teams holding me back, thats why I do solos most of the time and I do SO GREAT with those and- whats that? OH CRAP SORRY UH UH, I also don't like spiders and dark places, I've had a big fear of it back then and I've gotten over it... I think. anyway! im just gonna copy and paste this and be on my way, see ya later! "I'm stubborn sure but I have a great plan!... at least plans that are silly to others but DO work. I guess my biggest downside is I take too much pride in myself and i'm a bit too loud haha but im working on it!! Im very caring and loving and im cringe but im free!! I maybe a bit unstable... physically I mean PHYSICALLY IM FINE MENTELLY... I think. I do have a feeeeew memory issues (but im pretty sure everyone else does since, yknow, the current situation, hopefully I gain my memories back soon with those echoes!) anyyyway, hope you have fun reading everyone else's bios, see ya soon readers!! -love enot" Relationship Chart:

"Grant" aka The Gourmand

Age: 25 Likes: Mold Slime (Loves it so much that 80% of their body is made OF it!... wait that's probably really unhealthy- uhhh-), taking care of slugpups, crafting handy tools, hugging, and art Dislikes: People hurting their tribe, not eating for a period of time, seeing others sad, letting their craving/urges win. "One of the slugcat tribe's greatest warriors and excellent crafter, only thing holding them back from their truest peak is their huge appetite." "Carefree and always willing to protect those they love most. They be a bit slow but they are a lovable guy all around! They often get hungry due to them consuming a lot of mold slime, needing more food to feed their belly and having a shift in mind if they don't get food right away, they often eat other people's food without realizing it. This becomes a problem when people need to save food, it's a huge struggle for them to control these new found urges and often gets disappointed in themselves for letting those urges win. Despite this, they make up for it by trying to be a good role model and inspiration for people. They aren't the actual leader of the slugcats, however, they do take role as leader when the current leader is dead (unlikely but can happen) or they need to split up for expeditions. Relationship Chart:

"Asher"/"Ashley" The Artificer

Age: 20 Likes: Taking care of slugpups and baby scavs, when people do their job, quiet, listening to music, combat, scav boxing matches that take place every Wednesday night (they like watching them instead of being in them cuz they don't trust themselves with fighting people as they get, rough, really rough.) Dislikes: Loud noises, Seeing slugpups get hurt, leeches, water fuck water FUCK WATER FUCK WATER-, having breathing problems, smoke, being reminded of their mistakes, having to get violent. "A strict but fair ruler to the scavengers, swore to make sure scavs don't dare try and step out of line with slugcats ever again. Despite their rage and violent past, they have calmed down and learned that taking on this role (the role the old ruler barely did right) would be a good change in the slugcat race." "Ash often gets a bit annoyed when people step out of line, but luckily they don't expect people to be perfect, they will NOT give slack to people that step out of line on purpose. They are more mature and parent like when it comes to ruling over the scavs, at first they saw them as freaks, but they grew on them after awhile and treated every single scav as if they were their own, even if they don't show it, they appreciate their hard work. They can be demanding but they would never ask anyone to do something dangerous unless they knew they could handle it. They can be pessimistic, most of the time feeling down due to thoughts, that doesn't make them less of a fighter however. They are a combat warrior when it comes to fighting, just because they got rid of their violent ways to the scavs... doesn't mean they got rid of it for the other creatures like vultures, lizards, and centipedes. Relationship Chart:

"Ruffles"/"WD (Water Dancer)" aka The Rivulet

Age: 18 Likes: Collecting pearls with Seth, Swimming, relaxing and chilling with LTTM, other fishes, pretty lights. Dislikes: Huge waves, being Pressured, being on a deadline, being made fun of, getting startled by people, rain, and the rot. "Being on the run for awhile, they were sent out by chasing wind to deliver a data pearl to any surviving iterators out there. Their anxiety is the key to their speed as they rush towards their destination out of fear alone." "Ruffles gets startled pretty easily, though their reaction is oddly... delayed. They often have trouble controlling their vocal volume when they are not relaxed, often getting shaky and anxious when put on the spot or is the center of attention... but when they are relaxed and calm, they really open up to be a fun loving slugcat! They feel they need to get things done quickly due to the events that happened with trying to GET to shoreline, that and they think people might get disappointed in them if they don't do it quick enough. This results in them getting more anxious and things could easily fall apart if people don't catch up. They can be clumsy but makes up for it by having fast reflexes, they almost drop your birthday cake? Fear not as they will do their DAMNEST to have that birthday cake be perfectly fine! They see LTTM as their best friend, often feeling relaxed and comfortable around her, LTTM is the only time where Ruffles feels safe... other than their friends of course." Relationship Chart:

"Sii07" aka The Spearmaster

Age: 19 Likes: Challenging themselves, having a goal and completing it, drawing/painting, SRS... and warm places. Dislikes: Failing a goal, not having a purpose, being bored, people getting in their way, and vultures. "A message slug created by Seven Red Suns that fulfilled their purpose... but found themselves in an unsatisfying life after their loss. They find new albeit, risky and hurtful adventures to challenge themselves so they can feel they have purpose... or at least try to think they do."

"Sii has a knack for putting themselves in dangerous expeditions, resulting in them getting hurt often... but they feel completely numb to it all. They set too ambitious goals with only satisfaction as their reward. It takes a lot to get them to stop trying to do dangerous expeditions but when they do stop even if for a bit, they can be a chill and almost inspiring! They are a pretty good critic too when it comes to art and combat, even though they can be harsh whenever it's negative, they want people to improve upon their skills... It seems pointless to them to try and teach people things... for now at least. They are highly determined, always preserving no matter what, this can be a good... and bad thing. They can get bored pretty easily so they like to doodle or draw full on pieces of art for however long they feel like it, it's much rarer nowadays... but when you get to see it, it's beautiful." Relationship Chart:

"Sage" aka The Saint

Age: 21 Likes: Uhh... Guiding people to the right path...? They didn't really... fill this out. Dislikes: They don't like meat... that's pretty much all I could gather. "Created by-" what?... would you rather that be private? You sure there are people already kno- Okay, okay. We can skip that part. "They set up to help people in need, and be of a sort of guide for Seth and Manny on their quest to fix this big problem... again." "A pacifistic being whom aims to help others in need of guidance. Although their perfectionist nature holds them back from being happy with their results often times. They do their best to support Seth and Manny in their adventure, testing their new found powers and helping them be better people. They have a tendency to not let people in their personal life... but sometimes, just sometimes, people can gain their trust. They are highly mysterious and it's hard to tell if they mean well or not... but they haven't hurt anyone so far and they seem to want to help people with their calm and on form approach." Relationship Chart:

More info coming soon!! This post will be updated now and then so do check back here every now and then! Comics will be in the making soon as well so keep look out for that!

#rain world #rain world downpour #echos of time au #rain world fanart #rw survivor #rw enot #rw monk #rw gourmand #rw saint #rw spearmaster #rw rivulet #rw artificer #rw hunter #rw au #MORE TO COME SOON!!

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beansnsoup · 1 year

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Another Luigi oneshot idea!

Luigi and his fem!s/o having a Jessica and Roger rabbit situation going on. No one absolutely believes that this skittish man has a totally hot girlfriend who's taller than him and completely devoted except for his brother. One day while his brother invited him to a double date with their partners in brooklyn, however his girlfriend is a little late and they bump into spike who has a hard time believing he has a girlfriend. Teasing ensues but his girlfriend comes in to save the day.

The rest is up to you

OH MY GODDDDDDDDD I LOVE THIS

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Giant Woman

Summary: To everyone, you're a Luigis mystery woman. No one has ever really seen the two of you together, so obviously, nobody will believe Luigi. But thankfully, you pop up at just the right time to prove them wrong.

Relationship: Romantic

Warnings: Bullying??, fluff, angst if you squint ig, fem reader, lmk if there is anything else

"Mario, I'm sorry to say this, but she is even a real person?" Peach asked as she put in her earrings, looking a Mario through the mirror.

Mario sighed, "Honestly, I have never met her, but he talks about her constantly, and he's my little brother, so I'm not just going to tell him she's not real."

"I'm going to trust the both of you to the best of my ability." She tells him, standing up from the vanity.

They leave the room to find Luigi, "Get ahold of her yet?" Mario asks, Luigi nods, "Yes, but she might be a bit late. She has some personal things to take care of."

Mario catches Peach eyeing him, and Mario shrugs in return. They all walk out the door to head to their dinner spot, Mario decided on a place in Brooklyn.

Peach and Mario decide to go inside while Luigi says he's going to stay outside and wait for you. They just let him be and go to find their seat.

He's standing out there already for a good 10 minutes when he catches a familiar face on the side of his eye.

"Well, if it isn't one of the infamous Mario Brothers."

"Spike."

"And what might you he doing out here?"

"I'm waiting on my girlfriend, don't know if you've ever heard of those."

"And where might she be, pretty boy?" He makes a hand gesture above his eyes and takes a look around.

Luigi is trying to find the words. When he opens his mouth to speak, he's interrupted.

"Oh, that's right, she doesn't exist."

He starts to laugh but is shortly cut off, "Well that's hurtful."

Spike turns around and has to look up due to your heels. "Bullying at your age is highly outdated." You inform him, Spike can't even muster up any words.

You push him by the shoulder to the side, "Exuse me."

You smother your boyfriend in kisses, causing him to swoon, "I'm so so so sorry I could have come earlier!"

"I wasn't waiting long!" He assures you. You both walk into the restaurant, leaving Spike in the dust, awestruck.

You both scan around until you find Peach and Mario sitting at a table, the two of you speed walk over, "Did we miss anything?" Luigi asks.

Mario looks up from the menu, his jaw drops as he makes eye contact, Peach glances over at Mario, then to where his eyes are staring.

Steve Universe reference

"Hi, it's so nice to finally meet you, I'm Y/N!"

#super luigi #luigi super mario #luigi #luigi nintendo #luigi x reader #super mario bros #super mario movie

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pianokantzart · 22 days

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I just watched the 1993 Super Mario Bros movie, and the chokehold big age gap Mario and Luigi has on me right now is insane. Mario being extremely overprotective of the boy he raised? Muah *chefs kiss*. I now want a story where Luigi is in school, and Mario just tries and helps him with his homework or something. I need more domestic Mario and Luigi. I just wanna see the two of them sitting in their apartment in Brooklyn watching tv together, I wanna see them enjoy walks, do actual plumbing, I wanna see Mario teach Luigi plumbing.

Just fluff. Sorry about the rant btw.

No no no! You're so right. You are so very very right. I love the double-date dinner scene when Luigi starts talking about his relationship with Mario.

L: 'Cos Mario, he brought me up! He's been my mother my whole life. M: Hey! L: I mean father. My father. He's been my father, my uncle, my brother - everybody!

Luigi doesn't even know who his parents are. And if Mario legitimately raised Luigi alone while impoverished and without any family he could rely on, he did such a fantastic job?? It's no wonder he's the most abrasive of all the Marios (not that I have a problem with that. Grumpy Mario my beloved.)

Don't even get me started on Mario being his little brother's wingman, trying to feed Luigi dialogue under his breath when he's attempting to chat up Daisy. Also him aggressively backseat driving and trying not to panic while Luigi is a maniac behind the wheel? Putting himself through hell to help his little bro rescue the woman he loves? One of the best parts was when, after Bowser President Koopa attempts to gouge Luigi's eyes out in a moment of rage, Mario jumps in and grapples Koopa to get him off. He gets tased for his efforts, but succeeds in keeping his bro's eyeballs intact. Then in the devo chamber in the next scene you can see Mario nervously checking on Luigi in the background, cupping his face as he ensures there's no serious damage done.

Sorry Mario, Luigi was kinda right to describe you as his mother.

#What I really need is the story about Mario deciding he was going to take in Luigi #Did 1993 Luigi have a short stint in the foster care system before his brother gave him a home???#so many questions #eye gouge mention #Mario #Luigi #super mario bros 1993 #askbox #anon #much like the 2023 movie I could just watch an entire film of the bros doing mundane tasks

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factual-fantasy · 2 months

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26 ASKS!! THANK YOU!! :}}} 🥪

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WAAHAHAAG THANK YOU SO MUHC!!! :DDDD As for your questions-

Spider crab's name is just a place holder for now, much like a lot of the crew has.. I want to give them all proper names at some point. Like Ellie and Louis have.. But I'm just really bad at coming up with names for stuff- <XD 💔💔

For Luigi- no one in particular! I just wanted to draw him with that expression <XD And don't worry, Mario cheered him up in the end :}}

As for the FNAF doodle, thats Foxy, Roxy and Mangle! I get that its hard to recognize her by her side profile and without color though-- <XD I had experimented with some ideas of a pirate themed Glamrock Mangle being added to one of the AUs. Though that sketch was the only one I really liked. :/

I have seen Encanto! :D It was alright, I liked the living house aspect of it :00

As for Red, I thiiink he might be too young to understand fusion or how to do it.. I pictured him being.. like what, five? Or something? That's like half the age of when Steven first learned to fuse-

That, and it felt a little odd for him to fuse with any of the crew, since they're all so much older than him. :/

@astaherussy (Post in question)

XD Sure were! Convenient aren't they?🤣🤣

I've definitely heard of it, and I've seen some gifs/posts about it here and there.. but truth be told I have no idea what its about. :( I think I've seen two Mario's and one wears a black suit...?

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XDD I imagine Ellie would shut that down real quick. But in the off chance that they get away with it.. I feel like Louis would come out on top.

He could block any oncoming attacks with his unbreakable claw arm, then whip around and launch whole watermelons and pies with the other XDD He would probably think it was fun too!

Does the game have large birds like that?? :0 I had no idea! They gotta be on the look out for those then--

Oof, I suppose they could.. though I don't intend for either party to experience that. It just sounds miserable! D:>

(Link/video in question)

XDD Oh man, that's hilarious! Poor Red--

@yourstrulylightstar283 (Referencing this post)

Thank you! I hope I get better soon too.. I hope to have some answers by next week.. <:) 🙏

:DD Thank you! I'm so glad you like my Freddy! :))

I always kind'a felt like a certain.. gloomy-ness, would be fitting for him. He already has some of that in the game. But with everything my Freddy's been through.. just.. having this weight to his tone. This lingering exhaustion.. I felt like it would suit him. :(

Hmm... I imagine that Seam and Jevil would be options.. Maybe in bad cases Calico Jack would.. Almost everyone in FNAF is an option <XD

No.. in a sad twist of fate, no one ever heard his cries in the dungeon. Imagine how much more lonely he felt becuase of that..

I don't know if he gets phantom pains from getting beat up.. but I imagine his horn stumps give him some aches and soreness that can be attributed to phantom pain.. :(

Who's gingerbrave? That's the main character right..? I have no idea if he'd come across my crew.. I don't know what kind of shenanigans he gets up to.. wait "gang"? He travels in a group with other people??

@chickenmilk120

fank uu! :}}}

@couchwow

Yeah,, I'm aware.. 😔🙄 ya hate to see it. But hey the watermark is right there saying "this art is stolen." so it could be worse I guess.

@littlelightfish

Tuna:

He is not being normal about it XDD You've totally flattered him!

@potatocryptid

Thank you!! :DD Yeah,, I think I WILL work on what ever I want!! XDD

Off the top of my head, there's an AWESOME Mario artist by the name of @katlyntheartist! I love her work, I highly recommend you stop by her blog! :D

I've also seen some jaw-dropping Mario artwork by @suedoodle! Both blogs are worth a visit! :}}

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Ah yes! The idea behind that was to show the initial divide between Grillby and Spamton.

You see, Spamton hails Jevil as his savior of sorts. He was at his lowest low, and in unimaginable pain.. then Jevil just swoops in and offers his hand. Bringing him outside of his AU. Away from the pain, away from the torment.. Jevil is awesome!!

But then you've got Grillby.. Jevil saved him from his AU right before it collapsed in on itself. He "saved" his life, but at what cost? Grillby lost everything. And he cant help but be angry at Jevil for it. Thinking that if Jevil hadn't been there, he could have just peacefully disappeared along with his family and everyone else in his AU..

So Spamton is endlessly respectful towards Jevil, and Grillby cant help but roll his eyes and spit sass at him all the time. Those two opposing views are bound to cause problems someday..

I imagine one day the whole group is tired and cranky. Jevil did something that Grillby didn't agree with. Some bitter remarks there, Spamton defending Jevil's decision here.. some back and fourth and next thing you know a fight breaks out. :x

@im-nice-but-i-dont-like-you

XDD idk!! Why are YOU into almost every single fandom I'M into?? Also than you so much!! :}}

Thank you! I'm glad you like my sona! But aaa sorry, no can do.. I don't want fanart at all, of anything. Just comments/asks/reblogs. <:}

@canonickero (Sent after this post)

XD Thank you! I'm glad you like him :}}

I pictured Yendo being another one of Funtime Foxy's nightmare-ish visions. Though I should consider passing that onto Bon Bon.. 👀

The story goes that Funtime Freddy is a frequent flyer in parts and service. The employees groan that there's always something wrong with Freddy that needs fixing. Nobody really knows why..

Now at some point Freddy was shut down and in parts and service. As per usual.. Foxy was nearby, and heard a sudden thud/crash coming from that room. He rushes inside to see what happened and finds Funtime Freddy on the floor, what ever he was propped up on had broken, causing him to fall.

He looked at Freddy's face.. and.. his face plates were wide open..

Foxy. freaked. out. If I remember correctly, he was supposed to start shouting and panicking. Trying to help Freddy, thinking he was hurt. When he couldn't move Freddy and he wouldn't wake up, Foxy ran out of the room to get help. He runs into some employees and tried to tell them what happened. They end up just forcibly shutting him down because he cant stop freaking out..

Later on he's reactivated and the rest of the gang is with him. Including Freddy. He uncharacteristically runs to Freddy all worried and frantically inspects his face for injuries. They ask him what he saw but he just.. doesn't have the words to describe it.

Part of the horror is Foxy's inability to understand what he saw. Therefore being terrified of it and being unable to describe it..

After that Foxy began to develop these hallucinations of sorts. Overtime the image of Freddy's skinned face kind'a turns in to its own nightmare. Yendo.. overtime it feels more like "Yendo" is an entity separate from Freddy. Foxy begins to imagine this skinned bear like creature that is out there somewhere.. wanting to hurt Freddy and take his face.. its not fun :(

This idea is still in development. Well, the whole AU is. But this was my initial idea for Yendo :)

Now old man consequences is tricky.. I had intentions of him being this weird vison that Foxy sees now and again. But with recent developments to the AU.. I might need to scrap the old gator. Or at least re-write his role and function in the AU-

@stripetkattelalala54 (Post linked in question)

No problem! I'm always up for Mario questions! :DD

And as for the question, I pictured that Mario never really liked the ice flower to begin with. I imagined Mario loving the heat and the sun. Always enjoyed being warm/hot and functions the best in it.. You know like a maniac-

So the Fire flower was naturally his favorite powerup. And that experience did leave Mario with some kind of trauma, which just added to his dislike of it..

@beryl-shade

OOO I like Tendrilfoam! :00 Hmm, Captain Tendrilfoam.. I'll have to consider that one! :D

#my response #fnaf security breach #fnaf sister location #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ocs #my ocs #undertale #deltarune #octonauts #super mario bros

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angelxd-3303 · 1 year

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Kamek wasn't entirely sure about this human, the aged Koopa never really trusted their kind, but...

Something about the softness in Luigi's eyes as he let Wendy paint his nails a fluorescent green, and the gentle pats he planted on Roy's shell made him think twice.

Kamek could count on two claws the amount of people who could calm the rambunctious Koopalings: himself and Bowser.

He turned away, leaving the Koopalings with their impromptu babysitter. As the human's voice echoed almost hauntingly through the halls, he smiled.

"I guess I can count three now..." He mumbled, smiling softly.

#traditional art #mario movie #luigi #kamek #koopalings #i love them #my au

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multicolour-ink · 1 year

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Mario Bros and Separation Anxiety - a character analysis

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Mario no doubt has the worst of it. Luigi may fret over his brother too, but Mario is foremost, a protector. He has, and will always, put others before himself. He carries the burden so they don’t have to. And that is no more clearer than with Luigi. It’s an undying vow he has taken since they were born.

If Luigi is not safe, if he’s not with him, Mario has a strong impulse to make things right on his own.

I’ve always had the belief that if something dreadful were to happen to Luigi - if he were to be lost forever - Mario would find it so hard to cope. He may put on a brave front, but sooner than later the cracks would show themselves. As @chloecherrysip put it, Mario needs Luigi like he needs to breathe.

Luigi on the otherhand, is emotional sure, but that is where the key difference between the two lies.

Unlike his brother, Luigi wears his heart on his sleeve constantly. He is always open with his emotions, good or bad, which means that he also understands better than Mario when is the right time to open yourselves to others and ask for help (to be rational), and when is the right time to plan (so things can be set right).

If Luigi were to lose Mario, then he would be so broken yes; but whereas Mario would be fully in denial for a long time, desperate to fix things until he is left even more broken, Luigi has the sense to accept things as they happen. It hurts, but he has to think what needs to be true, and what is the right thing to do to cope.

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Also a side note, but this brilliantly represents their elements they are associated with: fire and lightning.

Fire burns and never stops. A wildfire can go on for ages, until it eventually peters out, or it’s put under control.

Lighting is fierce and passionate. But it only forms when there’s certain elemental changes in the air, amd goes away when things return to normal.

Originally wrote this in response to @oh-my-gosh-its-j0sh on this post, as they brought up the fact that the separation anxiety between the Bros in the movie appears to be one sided. I figured it might also benefit others if they just wanted to read it on its own (and just incase you don't want to read through a long post of notes).

#under the firm belief that mario would just not be able to cope well if he loses someone he loves - ESPECIALLY luigi #mario puts so much pressure on himself #super mario #mario #luigi #the super mario bros movie #super mario movie #mario movie #mario and luigi #separation anxiety #brothers

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spaceagerabbit · 1 year

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Beauty and the... Bowser?

Chapter 1

Once upon a time, in a quaint village on the outskirts of the Mushroom Kingdom... a young woman wakes up to the sound of celebration.

Bowser x Fem!Reader

(I picture reader as being an inch or two shorter than Princess Peach, but taller than Mario and about the same height as Luigi)

A/N: Finally, you, dearest reader, are introduced! You don't meet Bowser just yet, but it's coming in chapter 2! Also I'm not even gonna attempt a fake italian accent, but I think crisp rat Mario makes more sense for who he's replacing here, anyway. enjoy :)

Fic Masterlist + Prologue + Chapter 1 (here!) + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 (coming soon!)

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The golden sun shone through the window, the delicate, cream-coloured curtains drawn to either side of the windowsill by thick blue ribbon. The smell of Toadsworth's latest floral tea blend permeated throughout the small cottage, creating an air of warmth and comfort for the two occupants.

By all means, this would've been the perfect way for the young woman to wake up on such a beautiful day. If it weren't for the godforsaken screeches of excitement at the Mario Brothers' visit to the town. The villagers clapped and hooped and hollered as Mario and Luigi strode into town, making the woman in bed groan in frustration, pulling her patchwork duvet over her head.

As if to spite her, Toadsworth pattered into the room, placing his hands on his hips in a fashion that said 'you can't just lie in bed all day because you want to avoid that which annoys you. Besides, you promised to get groceries from the market!'

Not like she could see it, anyway.

At least until Toadsworth tugged the duvet off of her with a strength not befitting of a Toad his size and age.

The young woman curled up on instinct, the cooler air of her room encasing her without the safety of her blanket.

"Get up then, Y/N, we're running low on far too many things for you to put off market day!" Toadsworth said through his bushy mustache, heading to the woman's bedside and pushing her up into a sitting position. "Morning to you too." Y/N croaked, voice still riddled with sleepiness.

Toadsworth poured her a glass of water from the pitcher on the bedside table, handing it to Y/N. The young woman downed the entire thing, taking a large breath of air when she was done. The older Toad placed the pitcher back down and took the glass from Y/N's hand as she stretched, a satisfying cracking sound ringing from her shoulders and back.

Y/N swung her legs over the side of the bed and slowly stood, Toadsworth placing the duvet back to it's rightful place on the mattress. The Toad left Y/N to get dressed, closing the door on his way out. She shuffled over to her oaken wardrobe, the door hinges squeaking slightly as she swung them open. Y/N decided on a loose, white button-up shirt and a sky-blue, calf-length dress with two pockets sewn onto the front. Small, white daisies decorated the hem of the dress, with one larger daisy sewn onto to each of the pockets. As a last touch, Y/N slipped on a pair of white knee-high socks and brown Mary-Janes.

With a final look in the mirror on the inside of the wardrobe door and a quick finger-comb through her hair, Y/N nodded to herself and closed the wardrobe, leaving the room.

Toadsworth sat at the round kitchen table, mumbling to himself and marking places on a map spread out in front of him on the tablecloth. Y/N smiled to herself at her adoptive father's behaviour. 'He must be getting restless again', she thought to herself. Toadsworth always brought out his maps of the kingdoms when he felt the village had become a bore. He didn't go very far most of the time, choosing to only leave for a few days at most because 'my knees aren't quite what they used to be!', as he liked to say.

Y/N grabbed a muffin from where they sat on a plate on the counter behind the elder Toad, giving her father a kiss on the cheek as she picked up her brown messenger bag from where she had left it on her chair and slung it across her chest. Toadsworth smiled and looked at the young woman as she double checked for everything she needed before turning to leave.

"Ah Y/N, don't forget to-!" "Don't forget to get a peach pie from Mama Toad, I know!" Y/N interrupted Toadsworth in a fond tone. "You know, maybe one of these days you could tell her you like her, that's one adventure I'm dying to see you go on." She teased, raising one of her eyebrows with a sly grin on her face as her father sputtered slightly, warmth rising to his cheeks.

Y/N put her hand on the bronze doorknob of the front door, but stopped short to take a deep breath. She turned her head to Toadsworth once more. "See you in a bit!" Y/N said, turning the knob as a more determined look came over her face. Toadsworth waved in reply, choosing to turn back to his maps to avoid further teasing.

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The streets of the village were slightly louder than usual, normally more peaceful citizens trying their best to get Mario's attention with offers of baked goods, trinkets, and thanks for his services.

Y/N never really did understand the excitement around the Mario brothers, but particularly Mario. To her, Mario's do-gooding seemed surface level, only really taking crises seriously if it concerned Princess Peach or if the princess called on him for a specific task. The Mushroom Kingdom might not have been the greatest place to live with this more negative opinion, she found.

To make matters more annoying for Y/N, Mario had become infatuated with the idea of proving his worth to her. 'What a fragile ego he has. He can't take the fact that some random girl doesn't think he's that big of a deal? What a mighty hero, indeed.' Y/N found herself thinking.

Sneaking through the slight crowd that had formed, Y/N walked briskly, wanting to avoid any chance of Mario trying to show off.

"Y/N!"

Well there goes that.

Only looking up for a brief second, the young woman met Mario's gaze from across the street. "Shit." Y/N muttered to herself, shuffling between Toads with slightly more force than before. Unfortunately for her, Mario is annoyingly persistent once he has a goal in his mind. The Italian hopped onto a nearby crate to get above the crowd, then landed slightly behind Y/N as she kept up her brisk pace. Mario broke into a slight jog, his brown shoes tapping on the pavement until he found himself at her side.

"Y/N, hey! What're you up to? So glad you're out today. I thought I could show you some more of my tricks if you don't mind!" Mario blathered in an attempt to get Y/N's attention. His chest puffing out in pride reminding her of a peacock.

"Hi Mario. Going to market. I do mind." Y/N's answered shortly, not sparing a glance toward the shorter man beside her. What Y/N did pay slight attention to was the slight glares thrown her way as she ignored the famed hero. With a slight thrust of her head in a 'what?' motion and a stare thrown towards the Toads she passed, they quickly looked away, not particularly keen on starting an argument with the woman.

Whoever said that Toads were the nicest people you'll ever meet has clearly never been subject to their passive aggressiveness.

After a minute or two of being forced to listen to Mario blabber and come up with reasons she should stop and watch him perform like a circus monkey, the man was stopped by a few Toads wishing to give their thanks to him in the form of a jar of fire flower tea.

As soon as Mario stopped, every other Toad swarmed around him, seeing it as an opportunity to talk to him. Y/N, on the other hand, saw him stopping to kiss babies and shake hands as an opportunity to bolt. Mario called after her, but she ignored it. Y/N knew he wouldn't push any of the Toads out of his way no matter how much he wanted to. His reputation was his biggest weakness.

Picking up the pace once more, Y/N finally turned the corner that led to the market. The woman slowed down to a walking pace, the market seemingly calmer than the main street. Deciding to not take the chance of Mario's presence making the market flooded with people, Y/N made her rounds quickly. 'Eggs, milk, spices, fruits...' Y/N went down the list in her mind, purchasing products and making her way to the last stall on her trip.

Greeting Mama Toad with a friendly smile and a wave, Y/N made her way toward the baker. The smell of bread, chocolate, and fruits amalgamated pleasantly in her nose as Y/N stopped in front of the stand.

"Well hi Y/N! What can I get for you today?" Mama Toad greeted kindly, the older woman wiping her hands on her green and white apron. "Well, I'd love some of your milk bread, and I have a special request from my father." Y/N grinned in a slightly teasing motion, pretending to look over the spread of baked goods as Mama Toad brought a hand to her flushed cheek.

"What exactly would Toadsworth like from my little old shop?" Mama Toad bubbled shyly. "He'd like one of your delectable peach pies. He hasn't stopped bugging me to buy one since he last had it, and he insisted that he wouldn't find any other peach pie as appetizing!" The younger woman beamed, listing the praise Toadsworth had told her in secret.

With a larger, slightly lovesick grin, Mama Toad set to packaging the bread and the pie for Y/N, making sure to be extra careful when placing the treat in a baker's box and tying it off with a bit of sage green ribbon. Y/N thanked the older Toad, handing her the right amount of coins before turning to sneak back home.

"Tell Toadsworth I made it with extra love!" Mama Toad called to Y/N as she neared the street corner. Y/N simply waved back at her in return. Turning the corner, Y/N was met with Mario surrounded by a crowd as he smashed empty crates with his raccoon suit, the man having originally saved a leaf to show off as part of his peacocking to Y/N.

"...I think I'll take the side streets home." Y/N muttered to herself, jogging across the street once Mario's back was turned.

Once safely on the street running parallel to the main road where Mario was, Y/N took a slightly relieved breath and dropped her shoulders slightly in relief, looking over her shoulder at where she had just come from one last time.

Before promptly bumping into someone.

Snapping her head back to the front, Y/N opened her mouth to apologize, her features in slight surprise and panic. Before she was able to apologize, though, the figure jumped back and started apologizing profusely. With the increased space between them, Y/N immediately recognized the figure as Luigi.

Y/N didn't mind the younger Mario brother as much, finding his more quiet and humble nature endearing and even enjoyable if she ever found herself in conversation with him.

Deciding that he had panicked long enough, Y/N called Luigi's name, just loud enough to catch his attention over his, very fast and frequent, apologies. The man quieted, opening his eyes that were squeezed shut. "Oh Y/N! It's-a funny running into you here! In the village... where you live..." Luigi said awkwardly, relieved that he hadn't run into a complete stranger.

His cheeks were flushed when he faced Y/N, out of embarrassment, she supposed. "Hey Luigi. It's okay, I wasn't looking where I was going. That's not on you." Y/N assured, offering a gentle smile and patting Luigi on the shoulder. The green-clad man breathed out, his posture relaxing, the flush on his face darkening slightly at the contact.

"Listen, I-" Luigi began, his eyes not meeting Y/N's, playing with his fingers. Before he was able to finish, a Toad on the outer edge of the crowd watching Mario called out to him.

"Hey! Luigi! Come here! Look at what your brother's doing!" The Toad beckoned, the rest of the Toads beginning to wave him over as well. A slightly sad expression took over Luigi's face. Y/N, however, quickly remembered herself, starting to walk past Luigi quickly, only stopping to squeeze his shoulder slightly, muttering "please don't tell Mario which way I went," quickly before rushing away.

Luigi watched her leave for a moment, groaning in slight frustration at himself. "Luigi, come on!" the Toads called.

"I'm-a coming, I'm-a coming."

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The journey home was easy enough with all the residents of the small town residing on the main street keeping Mario busy. Y/N did wonder what Luigi was going to say, but put it out of her mind for now.

Twisting the brass doorknob and entering the small cottage, Y/N found Toadsworth napping on top of his maps, a now cold cup of tea sitting beside his hand on the table. Smiling to herself, Y/N tip-toed to the small kitchen behind where the older Toad was resting and set down her messenger bag full of groceries along with the paper bag of baked goods from Mama Toad.

The young woman carefully put the groceries in their rightful places, then moved to grab a blanket from the living room couch. Placing the knitted fabric over Toadsworth's shoulders, Y/N looked around for tasks to keep her busy while her father slept. Unfortunately, the cottage was as organized as it usually was.

With a quiet sigh, an idea came to the young woman.

Grabbing a couple of leftover rolls, a small jar of crab apple jelly, some grapes, some cheese, and a glass bottle of water, Y/N packed a small picnic basket, placing utensils and a picnic blanket on top before closing it.

Y/N left through the back door that led to the back garden. Opening the fence door, she trekked through the woods until she came to a clearing at the base of a tall hill that Y/N had affectionately named 'Worf's hill' as a young child, before she could properly pronounce Toadworth's name.

Y/N slowly hiked up the grassy hill, listening to bird song coming from the surrounding trees and the buzzing of small bumblebees from the wildflowers that decorated the ground. Coming to a stop at the peak of the hill, Y/N set down the blanket and food, snacking as she looked at the gorgeous scenery. Y/N felt content.

'Isn't there more than just this? Why can't I go out and see everything there is for myself?'

The thought came to Y/N unwanted. While she really did think that, Y/N was frightened. Frightened that if she saw everything that the world offered, that she would never want to go back to the quaint village on the outskirts of the Mushroom Kingdom, to the cozy little cottage with the back garden and the smell of new floral tea blends.

Shaking her head, Y/N hurriedly re-packed the basket, squeezing her eyes closed to avoid the tears that wanted to escape at such thoughts.

Standing up, Y/N took one last look at the almost fully set sun before her. The young woman hesitated for just a moment, before taking a deep breath and heading back down the hill.

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There were many things Y/N didn't expect when she reentered her home, one of them being Toadsworth no longer sleeping at the kitchen table, and instead standing outside on the front steps with a packed bag and a cloak looking at his pocket watch, as if waiting for someone.

"What's going on?" Y/N asked, furrowing her brows in confusion. Toadsworth turned toward her, clicking his pocket watch shut and fixing the straps of the traveller's pack on his shoulders. "I've decided I'm going on another trip. It'll only be a few days, I'm taking part of the peach pie with me so you don't have to worry about that getting stale, you've got your books and the garden to keep you busy, and-" Toadsworth started explaining.

"This is so beyond last minute! Were you just going to leave without writing a note?! What if I hadn't have come back just now?! Was I just supposed to know that you up and went on a trip?!" Y/N yelled frustratedly, eyes watering slightly in anger. At her exclamation, Toadsworth frowned at himself, trying to think up a way to properly explain his passive thinking. Unable to come up with anything, Toadsworth relaxed his brows and looked up at Y/N.

"I apologize. I suppose... I was feeling very impulsive and I didn't think about how you would feel at my sudden absence, especially considering how I came to adopt you." Toadsworth apologized. Placing her hands over her face, Y/N took a few deep breaths to calm down, wiping the slight tears with the heels of her palms. "Okay." Y/N finally spoke, now calmer than before.

"I'm going to make my way to a town that's west of here, only about a day or two's ride away." Toadsworth spoke softly, "Yoshi is coming with me, I'm just waiting for him to arrive so we can set off."

"Okay. Thank you for apologizing." Y/N said, sniffling once, "I guess I'll wait with you until he gets here." With that, Y/N sat down on the steps next to where Toadsworth stood. The elder Toad sat down as well, hesitating before carefully placing a hand on Y/N's bicep and rubbing it slightly in a comforting motion. Y/N looked at him, then suddenly swept Toadsworth up in a tight hug, making him squeak in surprise before relaxing into the embrace.

The pair parted to the sound of Yoshi's quick steps on the road, the green dinosaur stopping in front of them. He looked at Toadsworth almost expectantly. "Oh right, yes of course." Toadsworth chuckled slightly, reaching into his pack to procure an apple for Yoshi. Said creature extended his tongue, snatching the red fruit right out of Toadsworth's hand, causing the older Toad to make a noise of complaint at the drool now covering his hand. Y/N giggled at that, making Toadsworth flick a bit of drool at her, making the young woman laugh harder while raising an arm in defense.

The pair stood up, hugging one last time before Yoshi bent over to allow Toadsworth onto his back. "Remember, I'll be back in a few days. Try not to get into too much trouble." Toadsworth remarked, settling himself on the dinosaur's back. "I'll try. Be careful. Try not to tweak your back old man!" Y/N jested as Yoshi began to trot away. Toadsworth rolled his eyes, waving goodbye to Y/N as he and Yoshi got further down the road in the woods. Y/N watched until they were out of sight before turning and re-entering her home to get ready for bed.

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"Now then Yoshi, we should be coming up to a fork in the road soon, I'll show you which way to go." Toadsworth said, looking down at the map haphazardly unfolded in his lap.

Looking at the darkening sky, Toadsworth frowned at the presence of large rain clouds. 'I couldn't see those at all before. A sudden storm would be very unfortunate to run into without shelter.' He thought to himself before focussing back on the road ahead.

The fork in the road was in sight, though still several paces ahead. A crack of thunder sounded, making the Toad and Yoshi jump in fright, stopping Yoshi's consistent stride. Another loud clap of thunder sounded, this time bringing a bolt of lightning down on a thick, tall tree that marked the fork in the road. The tree fell heavily onto the right pathway, making Toadsworth groan in frustration.

"It looks like we have to take the long way around, Yoshi." Toadsworth spoke loudly over the storm, pulling his cloak hood over his large head. Yoshi nodded, taking the left road. Toadsworth began folding the map back up before a gust of wind blew through and forced it out of his hand. The elder Toad tried to grab it, but the wind blew it far above his reach and out of sight, as if mocking him.

With more caution, Toadsworth began guiding Yoshi down the road.

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After a while of being out in the storm, Yoshi halted in his steps. "What is it?" Toadsworth asked, "why are you stopping?"

Yoshi gestured forward with his snout, revealing a tall and imposing castle in the distance. "I don't... I don't really remember a castle being here." Toadsworth muttered.

Ignoring him, Yoshi took off in a run, fed up with being out in the storm and wanting to take whatever shelter was offered.

The pair entered the large gates with caution, Toadsworth hopping off of Yoshi's back to walk beside him. They stopped at the front door. Taking a hold of the oversized knocker, Toadsworth used all his strength to knock. A few moments went by before the doors swung open, the two jumping back just in time to avoid the heavy doors.

"He-hello? Is anyone... home?" Toadsworth called out nervously, stepping into the building. Yoshi hesitated behind him, only entering when another thunder clap sounded, though he stayed firmly by the entrance. "We don't mean to intrude but uh... there's.. a rather large storm outside. We're wondering if we can.. stay the night?" Toadsworth called once more, growing more nervous at the lack of response.

A grand fireplace to the left of the room suddenly lit, causing the Toad to whip his head towards it. Even with his brain screaming at him that something was wrong, Toadsworth's reason was thrown to the wind at the offer of warmth. Yoshi squawked out at him from his place at the entrance as Toadsworth settled onto the ornate rug in front of the fire. Toadsworth sighed in comfort, allowing his nerves to settle. Until the room shook with giant, loud footsteps.

Slowly turning around, Toadsworth gasped and scrambled backwards in fear at the sight of the giant figure in front of him.

Tall, at least ten feet. Large, sharp fangs bared. Scarlet red hair tucked behind sharpened horns. Scarlet eyebrows furrowing above fiery crimson eyes. A huge green shell and a tail, both covered in spikes. Lastly, terrifying claws on the figure's hands and feet.

What made him the most scared, however, was the angry, booming voice.

"You are trespassing." The figure growled out, taking large, slow, intimidating steps towards Toadsworth. The older Toad bumped against the brick of the fireplace, now panicking with no place to go.

"W-we really di-didn't mean to intrude, we can absolute leave right now i-if you want us gone, you don't have to worry-" Toadsworth stuttered. The figure roared in anger, causing Toadsworth to shut his mouth. The figure leaned down so he was face to face with Toadsworth.

"You are trespassing on ROYAL PROPERTY." The figure roared, blowing Toadsworth's styled mustache backwards. Toadsworth's eyes shot open in shock. Opening his mouth to apologize once more, he was cut off by the figure grabbing the Toad in his giant fist, making Toadsworth gasp out at the sheer strength with which he was being squeezed.

"You should be sentenced to DEATH for your crime." The figure roared, beginning to walk toward a large set of stairs across from the entrance, "but you've caught me in a rather merciful mood. You'll simply be imprisoned. For Life." Toadsworth began to struggle in a panic to get away, but the figure only tightened his grip.

Yoshi, who had been ignored by the figure, began backing away toward the still open doors, before turning heel and running while the much larger figure was focused solely on Toadsworth.

Two figures on an outside balcony watched as the dinosaur raced back the way he came from.

"Should we alert King Bowser that there was another?" The first figure spoke to the other. "Would you like to tell His Majesty that he made a mistake and let one get away?" The second figure replied, almost in disbelief.

The first figure thought it over for a moment. 'It certainly wouldn't go over well', he thought, shaking his head to his companion.

"Good decision." The second figure replied once more before turning and heading inside. The first followed quickly behind.

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A/N: Oh man that was a long ass chapter. I don't really like breaking chapters down, so the rest of the chapters are probably gonna be about as long as this one. Anyways, I think my writing schedule for this story is gonna be a chapter every other day, but it'll depend on my motivation. I'm so excited for Bowser and Reader to meet, and I'm sure that's what you're all waiting for as well!! Hope you enjoyed this chapter :)

#bowser x you #bowser x reader #bowser super mario #bowser mario #bowser x y/n #bowser #mario movie #mario the movie #super mario #mario bros #super mario movie #luigi super mario #mario bros luigi #mario and luigi #mario x reader #mario x peach #luigi x reader #super mario brothers #beauty and the… bowser

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"I think I'm a woman," Luigi blurts out one night. He doesn't really mean to; he's sitting in bed with Peasley, who's flipping through this week's issue of Lentiltainment Weekly, and he himself has been staring at the same page of his book for the past half hour. This is a thought that's been circling through his head for too long now, he supposes. It's gonna lead him nowhere if he doesn't at least try to talk it out.

Peasley blinks up from his magazine. He looks surprised, but not at all unsettled. "Huh." He takes one last glance at the page he's on before setting his reading material aside, an action Luigi finds himself mimicking. "Are you thinking of changing your name, then? Of course, there's no rush if you haven't settled on anything. We can prepare the announcement in the meantime."

"...Announcement?"

"That you're to be addressed as Princess Consort moving forward," Peasley says, almost offhandedly, like it's the most obvious and casual thought in the world. "We'll make a feast of it if you'd like. Ah! How about I commission Madame Haricot? I'll have her tailor the most exquisite gown you've ever worn, adorned with the most brilliant of jewels! It's the least I could do for such an occassion."

Luigi almost forgets that his situation isn't quite that simple, because he's so grateful that this is the man he married, someone who so desperately loves him no matter his identity. But there is more to it, and that's something he can't ignore.

"It's not— I mean there's..." Luigi shakes his hands as he searches for his words. "It's not like 'Ope! I'm not a guy after all!' I'm... I feel like I'm definitely still a guy, but I'm also not, y'know? And I just... I don't know. I mean, am I a guy or a girl or what?"

Peasley, absently mirroring Luigi's nervous stim, hums. "Perhaps you're both," he suggests. And for a moment, something within Luigi's chest feels warm and light. It makes sense, at first blush, that he can't settle on one or the other because he's not one or the other, but—

"I can't be both."

"Whyever not?"

"Because..." and Luigi has to stop to find his words once more. To Peasley, to his entire species, such matters usually are as simple as Why not both?. After all, logic dictates that no living organism should be both a plant and a mammal, yet here's an entire species that is. When your entire existence is a paradox, everything else seems so straightforward.

On top of that, Beanish views on such matters as gender are quite lax, owing greatly to the fact that they're predominantly intersex. Babies are typically assigned either male or female, but many decide somewhere down the line that they're another gender, or some mix of genders, or no gender at all; a young Beanish person independently affirming their identity is as much a coming-of-age tradition as turning sixteen and getting your first car is in the world Luigi comes from. Peasley himself went through it, disagreeing with the gender he was assigned at birth and being re-crowned as a prince in response. It's incredibly common.

But they're Beanish, and Luigi is human, and just because he married into a society without strict gender rules doesn't mean he himself can adopt those rules. Right...?

"I don't know," he finally says, because he's not sure what else he can say. He's frustrated, because he wants the answer to be that simple, to be able to say he's as much one thing as the other, to accept himself as he is rather than try to figure out what he isn't. But he's just not sure.

"Well... it's okay not to know." Peasley kicks at the blankets covering their legs so he can more comfortably face Luigi and take his hands. There's warmth in his deep brown eyes, a warmth Luigi knows all too well yet is certain he'll never understand.

"I don't like not knowing who I am," he confesses. He's sure he sounds like a whining child, but the uncertainty so deeply rooted within him is agonizing.

"You're my Greenie." Peasley gives his hands a gentle squeeze, smiling softly. "We can figure out the rest as we go. Until then, that remains an unshakable truth."

And Luigi can't help but smile back, swallowing thickly against the threat of oncoming tears. He knows Peasley doesn't fully understand his uncertainties. They grew up in two very different worlds. But he knows how deeply affected Luigi remains by the taboos of his old world, and he can see that in the loving gaze across from him: the assertion of Even if I'm not sure where you're coming from, I'll be right here with you no matter what.

"...I can still commission Madame Haricot if you'd like," Peasley says after a moment, and something in his smile looks a touch more mischievous. "I'm sure a new gown will cheer you up."

"I'm starting to think you're offering more for your own sake than for mine."

"Well it's not my fault you're so exceedingly attractive!" And Peasley sounds so suddenly defensive, almost offended, that Luigi can't help but burst into laughter.

"Okay!" He tries to match Peasley's defensive tone, but he's laughing too hard to sound convincing, and that in turn breaks Peasley from his pouting spell. "Okay, let's do it."

"Oh, I was so hoping you'd say that!" Peasley cheers and pulls Luigi into him, and all at once his uncertainties are forgotten, at least for now. They'll be back, and they'll undoubtedly weigh on him, but no matter what, he won't be alone. No matter what, he'll be loved.

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Dark Moon | Chapter Twelve

Pairing | yandere!Jimin x Reader

Word Count | 1,7k

Warnings | +18, angst, mentions of childhood abuse, references to rape, torture, beatings, outbursts of anger, death of a background character, MC is having a really hard time, murder(?), triggering content, this is not for minor.

This fanfiction is yandere, if you don't like the genre, don't read and if you are not of age, don't read.

I don't want to hear any complaints in the comments, thank you.

Simply put, this story was written for entertainment purposes, it should not be seen as a reflection of my values, opinions or morals. I absolutely do not condone such acts.

⤷ Summary | She just wanted to escape her past, take charge of her life and break out of her steel cage, praying in God for a miracle that could change her life for good.

And her prayers were heard, but it was not the Divine that answered her.

That was certainly the devil in the guise of an angel, she thought as those corrupted and empty eyes searched her soul with extreme voracity.

He turned a sweet, false smile on her, before pushing her into the abyss.

➢ Author's Note | In this chapter Jimin finds out what really happened to MC in the past 💔I recommend reading to a +18 audience, let me know what you think of course! It always makes me very happy to read your comments 🥹💕

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He would have wanted to vomit.

Their men were on Minho's trail, but the bastard had so much property in Korea that it was like looking for a needle in a haystack; what was certain was that he was no longer in town.

It had been five days since her disappearance, Jimin was not even eating anymore, so much were his nerves gnawing at him.

He would not even look Taehyung in the face. It was his job to take care of her and he had left her alone in revenge, no one was home to watch over her, no one.

At the mercy of herself and loneliness.

Just the thought lacerated Jimin in several places, the physical wounds were soon forgotten, the doctor who had been forced by Namjoon to examine Jimin, despite the latter's insistence that it was a waste of time, said the cuts were healing well. But Jimin did not care.

She was his fixed thought.

He was storming Choi hideouts, capturing and torturing members of his gang and allies, but no one knew Y/N, no one had captured her, and everyone did not have close relations with Minho, Jimin felt on the high seas.

Taehyung on his part had not stopped for a moment to carry out to the letter the directives Jimin gave him through Namjoon.

He felt terribly guilty.

With Jimin, and fuck, even with Y/N.

He had not appreciated the girl's gesture, not at all, and in those days he would have liked to use her as target practice, he would not have denied it, but objectively analyzing the situation it was normal that she would sooner or later react that way if pushed beyond her limits.

She still deserved punishment, but not death, and in Minho's hands she would have received both instead, he knew that very well and Jimin did too, an additional reason that drove his friend further and further into madness.

Seeing Jimin destroyed like that had made him realize that she was not just "Jimin's bitch," even if the boy did not admit it, she was "Jimin's woman." One of the family.

Perhaps the man himself still could not understand it, but Taehyung knew that soon Jimin would fully understand his feelings.

The man in question saw the door to his office at the Dark Moon open for Namjoon to appear, carrying a dark folder.

"Any news?" he asked wearily, rubbing his eyes.

"I have what you asked for," he replied, putting that folder on his desk, "I'll leave you alone, okay?"

He didn't want to invade Jimin's privacy, what he was going to read soon would not be easy to digest and he didn't want to witness the boy's weakness, Jimin would not stand for it.

Namjoon left the room in silence and Jimin was left alone with Y/N's past.

He hesitantly took those papers, aware that he was the one who had requested them, sighed before removing the rubber band.

L/N Y/N.

At last he knew her real name, with a strange feeling he continued to read each word carefully.

Her father and mother were foreigners, but they had resided in South Korea since Y/N's birth, who had not finished her studies due to lack of money.

But things got strange after the third page, there were complaints, many.

All made by the mother and all involving the same subject, Y/N.

But they were soon withdrawn.

Statements of bruises, physical and verbal abuse against the girl who at the time was only a ten-year-old girl, the mother accused her husband's brother, she said that he took advantage of the help he offered them to do things with the woman's underage daughter, she did not say explicitly what, she simply pinned Y/N's physical and mental injuries on the man, Mikkel, except that she later withdrew everything.

The authorities soon grew tired of that tirade, paid her no further heed, and ignored the latest complaint, dismissing it as the ramblings of a madwoman.

Jimin's hands trembled as he held the papers, finding a legal and authentic medical report proving sexual assault on Y/N, who was 13 years old. But no one had lifted a finger to help her, even though she was born in Korea she was the daughter of foreigners and bore no Korean surname, who cared about her?

Jimin's dark eyes glittered with fury as he dwelled on the name of the man who had made Y/N's childhood and adolescence a living hell, he now understood many things and felt disgusted with himself.

He too had repeatedly ignored her pleas for help, seeing her as an enemy to be put down and humiliated because she was a woman.

But she was not that kind of despicable, power-hungry woman; she was just a desperate girl.

A gasp went up his esophagus at remembering the despicable words about her virginity, not to mention what a bastard he had been while drunk that last time.

'Now you are no longer a virgin,' he had told her.

He had taken more purity from her without her permission, he felt like a monster.

And he laughed at himself, "You brought me to my knees, baby.... You did it," he said, slumping back against the chair.

"I don't know anything!"

Jimin glowered at the older man; he was as furious as a beast. It had been eight fucking days and still nothing from Y/N.

He was tired of that fucking game.

"I'm going to tell you again, you old ass-kisser, Choi Minho kidnapped my girlfriend and now you're going to tell me where he is right now, you're his fucking butler, you need to know that!" he ranted with his face transfigured with rage, kicking the chair on which the elderly man was tied, tipping it over furiously.

They had found the man in one of the last properties they had searched, it was an English-style mansion, the asshole had lavish fantasies.

"Mr. Choi never warns me about his moves-" a traumatic punch hit him right in the mouth, the old man found himself spitting blood and teeth.

"THEN YOU WILL MAKE ME A LIST OF THE PLACES WHERE YOUR BOSS IS USUALLY HIDING LIKE A SEWAGE RAT!" he ranted, hitting him again, Taehyung and Jungkook looked at him in amazement, never had Jimin lost his temper like that, "And pray that it's in one of them, because if you tease me and anything has happened to her, I'll rip your heart out with my bare hands," he hissed venomously with swollen neck veins.

"Jimin."

Seokjin watched the scene with folded arms and a serious look.

"What?" he did not turn to look at his boss, feeling dejected and tired, nervous and angry. He wanted to kill everyone.

"Calm down, that's not how we're going to find her."

"Yes, I will! I'll cut the throat of anyone who gets in the way, Jin!" he was beside himself, understood a good deal of his feelings, and wanted her back by his side as soon as possible.

He would never leave her alone again.

The insistent ringing of a phone interrupted the flow of his thoughts, he ignored the moans of the man on the ground and concentrated on Seokjin. The boy answered without thinking, and from his expression Jimin guessed that something had happened.

"...So you found the house?" Jimin instantly revived.

Like lightning he reached out and snatched the phone from Seokjin's hands, on the other side was Hoseok.

"Did you find her? Where, tell me where the fuck you are," he began to tar and feather him with questions and expletives until Hoseok could overpower his voice, "... I'll see you there, don't move a fucking muscle, Jung Hoseok," he ordered him, Jin voluntarily took back his phone shaking his head.

"Good job, Hoseok...no, do as he told you," he brought two fingers to his forehead trying to calm his headache, amplified by the prisoner's moans of pain.

He pulled his gun out of his classically cut jacket and fired two quick shots in the direction of the elderly man.

"Namjoon, go with him and prevent him from exposing himself too much, he is still wounded."

"You made me do it, princess," sighed Minho buttoning his pants once more, "If you had listened to me you wouldn't be like this now."

But Y/N was not listening to him, she had no voice left so much she had screamed, her expressionless eyes staring at everything and nothing.

The torture had continued every day, Minhyun beat her and Minho raped her, bringing her to the brink of death every single time when he clutched her neck in a death grip.

She had not eaten for days and was given water only when she did not shriek too much. Like a prize.

She was deeply distraught.

"Now you're boring me, though. Where the fuck is the Bangtan hideout, you know! Jimin would never keep so close to a mere escort, you must count for something to him!"

She counted for nothing to Jimin, otherwise he would have already found and rescued her. Jimin had gotten rid of a burden like her, Minho had done him a favor.

Hot tears slid disgustingly down her bruised face.

That thought hurt her more than any of Minhyun's punches, she had been used to the end, but now she had run out of batteries, she only prayed that with her sister, life had been more merciful and gentle.

"Mr. Choi!" Minhyun slammed the door of that prison alarmingly.

"Who taught you to enter like that!"

"Four of the Bangtans and their men are here," he said in a strained voice, the atmosphere in the room becoming heavy, "One of them is that bastard Park himself, he has already shot and taken out eight of our men at the entrance."

Y/N could see the trembling take over Minho's body, who licked his suddenly dry lips.

Her heart was beating incessantly, Jimin was there, he was there!

"We must leave, now!" exclaimed his bodyguard once again, Minho woke up and turned sharply toward the girl.

A strange expression was present on his face.

"Nothing personal, little girl... " he said before nodding to his henchman, who firmly grabbed his glock, "But the idea that Jimin might get you back doesn't appeal to me one bit," he ran out of the room like a coward, as the deafening sound of a gunshot ripped through the air, a sharp and terrifying sensation expanded from her chest to her nerves, she gaped her lips in a gasp, but blood rushed up her throat and blocked her attempt to catch her breath.

She was dying, really dying.

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Yandere romantic Mario vs Yandere romantic Bowser hcs fighting over princess peach sibling who helps mario to save princess peach and distract bowser for awhile , only for it to backfire on them.

Well this match up was bound to happen at some point, sure!

Mario Concept

Bowser Concept

Yandere! Mario vs Yandere! Bowser with Peach Sibling! Darling

Pairing: Romantic - Rivalry

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession at first sight, Overprotective, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Slight violence mention, Stalking, Jealousy, Dubious/Forced relationship.

Mario has had many people help him save the day from all sorts of foes.

Primarily he's saving Peach from Bowser.

Mario most likely met you through Princess Peach during one of his many visits.

He's never known Peach had a secret sibling!

According to Peach it's because she's been protecting you for awhile now.

She doesn't want Bowser to target you like he does to her.

So when you were able to care for yourself alone you moved out from the castle and hid your heritage.

You still visit your sister, which is how Mario met you, but for the most part you remove yourself from the castle.

You hate how your sibling keeps being targeted by Bowser but haven't been able to stop it.

In fact, you're thankful to Mario for saving your sister when Bowser does strike.

Mario honestly finds his cheeks heating when you give him your thanks.

Obviously you meet Mario first by accident but Peach allows it because she trusts her savior of many times.

For the sake of this concept maybe Mario wasn't interested in Peach.

Maybe when he first meets you he feels his cheeks heat up.

Mario most likely met you maybe a few weeks to a few months before Peach is kidnapped by Bowser again.

This gives the hero time to get to know you.

He knows about your annoyance when it comes to Bowser and your sister.

He agrees and you two become fast friends.

Mario listens intently to you when you talk about your life growing up.

You had assigned parents too look after you and you're similar in age to your sister.

You tell him how the Mushroom Kingdom is like without being bowed to like a traditional royal.

Really you're meant to take Peach's place if anything happens.

Yet you really want to protect your sister, something Mario shares in common with you.

Maybe you meet Mario's brother and friends the longer you know him.

He seems like such a sweet guy and you trust him.

All the while the hero in red begins to fall more and more in love.

He takes his time with waiting to admit how stunning you are.

He really does want to tell you that he's enamored but for now stays your friend and protector.

The second half of this concept takes place when Bowser kidnaps Peach.

Mario is adamant that you stay to keep the kingdom running.

However, you stop him with a hand on the shoulder and a stern expression.

"I'm not letting him get away with this again, I'm coming to help."

Mario is hesitant but obliges.

It gives him time to spend with you... he might as well.

Then your journey to save your sibling begins with you, Mario, Luigi, and maybe even Toad + Toadette.

There's no doubt Bowser hears about you from minions like Kamek.

He finds it strange that you share traits with the Princess but he's never seen you.

He asks more, his curiosity increasing, yet he isn't given much else.

Maybe he even asks Peach if she knows anything.

Perhaps with a harsher tone she admits she has a sibling.

Which makes Bowser eager to meet this supposed sibling.

While Bowser gains info on you by having minions stalk you, you're having fun with Mario.

Mario loves it when you smile despite you being upset about your lost sister.

He tries his best to make you happy as a hero should.

Sometimes you even take breaks long enough to rest and chat.

Mario makes it a goal to confess to you after getting Peach back.

Maybe you'll fall for him and his heroics?

You're unaware of Mario's affections other than the tint of his face and caring behavior.

He tries his best to be your guardian while making your way to the final castle.

Once you get there for the climatic battle, you come up with a plan.

You ask Mario to save your sister while you distract Bowser.

Mario finds this a horrible idea and decides against it.

Yet, again, you're insistent.

You want to help.

Not trusting the situation Mario tries to make things quick.

You nearly regret your decision when Bowser's steps enter the throne room.

The large Koopa King was expecting to see Mario here, but all he sees is... you.

His eyes widen at the prize in front of him.

Oh... you really do seem related to the Princess.

Cute, too.

With a laugh, the large beast asks why you're alone.

"I want my sister freed."

He likes that's you're bold.

You even gave him confirmation as to who you are.

"Freed? Perhaps we can make a deal?"

"What deal?"

"You take her place."

"... you can't possibly-"

"What's the matter? This way the Mushroom Kingdom gets their Princess back and I keep a prize. Is it not a noble sacrifice?"

The idea of this trade makes your skin crawl.

Bowser's gaze is intense, hungry, and eager.

Peach was getting old anyways, plus, maybe Mario will leave him alone this time?

Turns out no because just as he thinks of scooping you up, the plumber returns.

Mario comes running into the room with Peach to encounter Bowser, the Koopa King showing annoyance at this disturbance.

Mario isn't going to allow this sort of deal to happen.

In fact, maybe this time you manage to get away from Bowser after giving him just a little taste.

For now, Mario has won and brought Peach home along with you and his friends.

However, now Peach is no longer the one on danger.

While Mario plans how to confess to you, Bowser plans how to make you his.

Maybe even when Mario gets his timing right to tell you, Bowser trashes everything?

All because you came to help Mario you're now caught in the loop your sister was in.

Bowser hunts you down to kidnap you and charm you while Mario tries to play your protector and hero.

They both adore you and both try to confess.

Mario doesn't really like staining his gloves but if he has to be more cruel to get you back... he won't mind being more violent.

Meanwhile Bowser doesn't mind playing the role of monster... as long as he gets what he wants and ruins that plumber's life, he'll be happy.

It's just... well... it's up to you if you love either of them.

Sadly, even if Peach tried to make a deal like Bowser did with you, he'd never take the bait.

Bowser's already got something much sweeter than Peach.

It only gives him more satisfaction that he's stealing you from Mario.

You begin to regret coming to help your sister that day...

Perhaps you should've listened to Mario back then?

#yandere super mario #yandere mario #yandere bowser

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