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theunvanquishedzims · 1 year

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@batneko wrote a sugar daddy AU so I had to write one back.

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Bowser's longtime flame has officially tied the knot, she's shooting off fireworks to celebrate, she's leaving the country on a world tour honeymoon, she's taken out an actual literal billboard on the road between their cities to showcase the wedding photos

So Bowser's like hey, I'm not stupid, I can see you're over it, you don't have to rub it in my face, but he can't even say that because she's blocked him on everything

And he was GOING to hire a skywriter to spell it out over the wedding, but the skywriting company said there was a conflict with the fireworks company and they couldn't get clearance, and Bowser is halfway through checking his own plane to see if he can rig something up when he realizes hey, this is kinda pathetic

They are both extremely over-the-top people and it's hard not to escalate when you're both filthy rich.

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So Peach and Mario are off on a year-long world tour honeymoon, and Mario privately offered to let Luigi tag along, so he's feeling pretty pathetic himself.

And Mario SAYS they'll still run the business together, but Luigi has seen Peach's schedule as...governor? President? Monarch? And it's pretty packed, and Mario already has his own dedicated bodyguard from her retinue, and Luigi is picking up a lot more clearly than his brother how things are gonna change

For the better! Mario's gonna love the parties and meeting people and playing sports with actual athletes and driving sports cars on closed professional tracks against real racers, and he can fix a sink but he's got the brains to fix a city's infrastructure too. He's gonna do great.

And Luigi...Luigi will be fine. Really! One-man plumbing business. He can do this. Except other businesses are already poaching their customers on the premise that Mario is retired and the Mario Brothers will be shutting down, and the only way Luigi can counter that is by cashing in on his brother's fame to get people's attention. Which, no thanks.

So he's just come out of the tropical storm of wedding prep and parties exhausted and ready to take a break, but he needs to scramble as the business dissolves under his feet, and their house is paid off and bills should be fine but it's such a gut punch to see how easily his life crumbles without his brother, and Luigi is TIRED. Luigi wants a BREAK. Luigi wants someone rich and fun and good-looking to swoop in and take HIM on a vacation.

"Maybe I should get a rich husband to take care of me," he mumbles into the newspaper draped over his face, covered in ads for rival businesses and Peach's honeymoon tour.

And you know...that's an idea. That's a real idea. He's already been on blind dates, there's always somebody who has a gay nephew or cousin or coworker who would LOVE a tall strong man like Luigi, they're sure~! So what if he picks out his own guy? And if they don't click, he can just shrug it off as them not being rich enough for him. That's believable, there's enough photos of him at the palace and Mushroom-Wimbledon and Mushroom-Kentucky Derby to say he's developed a taste for the good life.

In all honesty, he HAS developed a taste for the good life. Not high teas and little cucumber sandwiches, but being able to drop everything and go to an island, or play a round of golf, or picnic in the countryside, or play Indiana Jones in desert ruins while Peach is off hobnobbing with local rulers. He had fun. And it would be even more fun if he wasn't tagging along after his brother, if it was someone doing those things for HIM, because they liked him and wanted to impress him and--and spoil him, he makes himself acknowledge. He wants to be spoiled. He wants to be...a sugar baby.

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Cue montage! Luigi is a good looking fella, but he's also visually Green Mario, and the idea is to NOT leech off his brother's rep. The mustache goes. The overalls have already been retired. No more baseball cap keeping his thick wavy hair out of his face, no more sturdy waterproof work boots. He regrets getting rid of the mustache, and starts growing a five-o-clock shadow. Maybe he'll grow a beard, those are trendy.

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That's the picture that pops up in Bowser's inbox as he sorts through correspondence.

He's pulling back and being really honest with himself about what he actually wants. And honestly? Peach isn't it. Not anymore. It was a painful revelation, but a necessary one. She's not the same hyper-giggly cheerleader type he met in university, and he's not the party boy rugby jock he was back then either. He doesn't need a hot blonde girl on his arm to impress his teammates and stop any ugly rumors in their tracks. He doesn't need to beat anybody up for saying he's gay. And honestly, it was freaking exhausting trying to keep up with Peach's schedule when he was a young adult with just classes and games to worry about, now that's he's mumble-something years old and has his own country to run, he couldn't imagine trying to do half of the things she has packed into her schedule.

So...good for her. She got that guy who loves being social and making a bajillion new friends without being rude to them and can probably stay in the background and let her shine without it chafing, either. Good for her. He is genuinely happy for her.

He has a hard time conveying that to the cowering housekeepers as he finishes smashing the last of her portraits into bits, but he doesn't pay them to understand him, just obey him, so he tells them to sweep it up and stomps back to his office.

He needs more people like that in his life, he thinks, if he's being honest. He needs someone who won't argue him in circles or make him feel stupid debating political policy or hint that his family are tyrants. His family gets stuff DONE, okay, no need to go through six layers of wishy-washy old toads and delicately manage public image in the process. Say it and it is so, and the people will see that their needs are met and be grateful. That's the Bowser way.

Romantically, what does he need? He makes a little list.

1. Hot.

2. No arguing.

3. No criticizing or trying to change him.

4. No pink or girly.

5. Just...hot okay? A hot dude. There, he said it. A hot dude he can take on dates who won't try to fix him, who won't think there's anything WRONG with him that needs fixing, somebody who can just be hot and pretty and hang around making him look good without getting in his way or trying to take over.

Ugh. He needs a Mario, that's what he needs, somebody to quietly stand around and smile at him and feed him cake. But way hotter. Way, WAY hotter.

He quits glaring at Peach's wedding ads long enough to type out a basic list of demands and send it to a matchmaking service. (It's a sugar baby service, but he'll be damned if he calls it that.) He's not doing ANY work for this relationship. He's rich, he's powerful, he's reasonably attractive, he thinks? Got a bit of a gut since college but he's still got muscle. Whatever, he's got a castle and a fleet of cool cars and enough money to spoil the hell out of TEN thirsty twinks, whoever he picks can keep their mouth shut about his beer belly. No, he's going full Lizzo, he's not considering anyone unless they LOVE his body. He's rich enough to afford that.

He's all set to send that pic to his potential matches, but then Luigi's pic pops into his inbox, and he panics and switches. He's not trying to scare matches off, that would be self-sabotaging. And he's a fun guy, not some bum who gets drunk and passes out on a deck chair, that was ONE TIME and he was recovering from sunburn, you didn't need to snap a picture of it, guys. Whatever. Fun in the sun dad bod pic, that should be enough to reel in a boyfriend.

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So. Bowser is a smart man, and the ruler of a kingdom. He does have bodyguards, and he designs most of his own security systems. The service will weed out the scammers, but he's investigating his matches himself, and Luigi is...not unknown to him. He's probably wildly unrecognizable to most people post-makeover, but Bowser was stalking Peach's wedding and has dossiers on everyone in the wedding party. He KNOWS what his ex-rival's brother looks like without a hat.

The only question is WHY. Is this a game? A joke? A sick trap? Why is he doing this?

"Why are you doing this?" is the first message he sends through the service.

And boy oh boy is that the question of the hour, Luigi thinks, staring at it. He has no idea who's he writing to, the...DADDIES are wealthy and important enough to warrant a bit of identity protection. He'll get a picture in advance of any meetings, but for now he's flying blind.

He's not gonna dump his whole life's story on a stranger, and he doesn't need to justify his decisions to anybody. He's not hurting for company, or money, so why is he doing this?

"I want to take a break and have fun with someone who can afford to take me nice places and do cool things" is what he decides on. It's true.

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The rest is just them going nice places and doing cool things together. No drama, no schemes, no misunderstandings or second-guessing about why they’re there. Bowser pays for everything, and gives Luigi some spending money besides. Luigi works hard to relax and be sexy and flirty and fun. It helps that Bowser is so comfy to cuddle with, and actually taller than him, which is impressive.

He is vaguely aware that he is dating Peach's ex, he figures that out around the third date or so, but the guy is remarkably chill compared to how she described him, (and in this world Peach's security detail handled any incidents, there was no kidnapping (recently,) and the Mario brothers weren't heroes who needed to curb-stomp anyone, so Luigi has never met Bowser directly.)

Bowser is keenly aware that he is dating Peach's brother-in-law, but he works hard to relax, not obsess over anything, and just be cool and fun to hang out with. It helps that Luigi is super hot, a little goofy when he relaxes, and enjoys draping himself over Bowser while they lounge on the beach, or on a train ride through the mountains, or a tour of wine country. Lots of hot guy draped all over him while people stare enviously.

It's definitely envy, nothing to do with how Bowser just chugged half a bottle of merlot. He needed to wash the taste of that horrible rosé out of his mouth, okay? Who bottled that, a skunk? Horrible bouquet. Horrible. Luigi, buzzed and giggly and tucked up against Bowser's side staring at him adoringly, thinks Bowser is the funniest, wittiest guy in the world. They should definitely get out of there. The proprietors sell them a case of the merlot and gently suggest that the gentlemen switch to cheese tasting now, so they do.

Bowser's driver takes them on a long ride up the coast, and they have dinner at a beach chateau at sunset and listen to the cresting waves as the stars come out, and Luigi thinks this is exactly what he needed.

And Bowser just spent a long weekend out of his workshop and not buried in paperwork, and he's got some nice wine and stories to charm some diplomat who's visiting next week, and hey maybe Luigi can handle the charming and let Bowser do the diplomacy, or maybe he'll just sit at the dinner table eating fancy food and looking pretty while Bowser takes care of everything.

Man, it's good to be the king. Especially when you've got a doll like this by your side, cheering you on, waiting to see what you’ll do next. He needed this, this ego stroking and taking care of someone, showing off for them. Not running after a pink velvet track suit who's got a million clubs and committees and parties to coordinate. And wow, he hasn't thought about her in a while. A few days, at least. And he doesn't want to think of her now, under the stars, with a fuzzy face nuzzling his neck and strong hands slowly petting down his chest hair and over his belly. He's good. He’s good.

#bowser #luigi #bowigi #bowluigi #sugar daddy AU #human AU #AUs are still my favorite thing #long post

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neon-lights-and-glitter · 1 year

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Fight The Feeling Prologue- Part 8 Album Release Party's And Lost Bets

Summary- You and Jack celebrate the release of Come Home The Kids Miss You, and attend the Kentucky Derby together while still keeping your relationship a secret.

As soon as you and Jack got back from your anniversary trip, Jack started promo for Come Home The Kids Miss You, while also continuing to work with his jeweler to get your engagement ring made. Over the almost 2 months of promo, you and Jack saw each other several times, since you officially moved to Kentucky it was easier now that you could both go home on your breaks and didn’t have to make up some excuse why you wanted to fly to whatever random city the other was in.

With Jack’s album release, he was throwing an album release party, which you were attending. Everyone attending had already signed NDAs to enter, but there were people invited who weren’t aware you were dating, so you still had to be careful.

You and Jack were currently getting ready at your apartment, your apartment was closer to the party venue. You had been splitting your time between the two apartments, agreeing that once Jack was done filming and after he was finished with his tour, you two would move in together officially. It just didn’t make sense for you to move in together, go to Los Angeles for a couple months, and then you go home, and Jack goes on tour.

You were currently trying to zip up your dress, while Jack was in the living room putting his shoes on. Even though you were getting ready together, you decided to arrive separately.

Jack walked into your bedroom to tell you he was leaving and say goodbye, when he saw you struggling with your dress.

“Baby, do you need help?” Jack asked, walking up behind you, his hands already reaching for the zipper.

“Yes please.” You told Jack and he started to pull the zipper up.

“You know, I usually help you take dresses off, but I guess I’ll make an exception and help you put this one on, but I’ll be taking it off later.” Jack said and you laughed softly.

“Let’s be honest, we’ll probably come home and fall asleep.” You said and Jack laughed.

“Hey, I can hope.”

“Well, either way you’ll be taking it off of me because I can’t reach the zipper.” You joked and Jack laughed again.

“I guess that’s true.” Jack said as you turned to face Jack.

“Are you leaving?” You asked, placing your hand on Jack’s chest gently. Jack nodded.

“Yeah, I’m about to leave.” Jack said. “I’m just going to drive myself over, I got a car coming to pick you up in about 30 minutes. We should be able to leave together, everyone staying late either knows we’re together or will be too drunk to notice.” Jack said and you nodded.

“I love you and I’m so, so proud of you.” You told Jack, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck, gently pulling him down to kiss him.

“I love you too and thank you. I couldn’t have done it without you, truly.” Jack said, resting his hands on your hips.

“Now, go, before your late.” You said and Jack laughed.

“I don’t want to go without you.” Jack admitted.

“I know.” You said, adjusting his shirt as you talked. “I don’t want to have to go separate either, but we were talking about telling more people, so we won’t have to stay as hidden for much longer. What did we say? After you’re done filming?” You asked and Jack nodded.

Jack sighed, one of his hands in his pocket, playing with the ring box he had in his pocket. He had just picked up your engagement ring from the jewelers earlier in the day, part of Jack wanted to propose right away, he had even considered doing it at the album release party, but there were to many people that were going to be there that didn’t know you were together.

He also wanted the proposal to be private, since your whole relationship was based off your privacy, and a party was the opposite of private. He also thought it might be nice to propose with friends and family around. Essentially Jack had no idea how he wanted to propose, he just knew he wanted you to be his fiancé. He brought the ring anyways just in case.

“I know, only a couple more months and I can show you how much I love you publicly as much as I do privately.” Jack said and you gave him a look. “Okay, maybe not as much, but I am still interested in having sex on a yacht.” Jack said, referencing his song lyrics.

“We’ve discussed this, I’m not fucking you on a yacht.” You said, pretending to be annoyed but a hint of humor in your voice.

“All I’m saying, is the offer still stands.” Jack said, both of you laughing.

“Okay, now seriously, go before you’re late to your own party.” You said and Jack nodded.

“I love you, I’ll see you soon. Text me when you leave?” Jack said, leaning down to kiss you.

“I love you too. I’ll see you in like 30 minutes. I will.” You said and Jack nodded, kissing you one more time before he left.

Several hours later and Jack’s album was officially released, the album release party turning more into a club party. You and Jack had been socializing with different people in the room, finally taking a few minutes to talk to each other. You had been talking for about 15 minutes isolated in the corner of the room when Neelam approached Urban.

“Does Jack have a crush on Y/N?” Neelam attempted to whisper over the music to Urban.

“On Y/N?” Urban asked, looking over at you and Jack before looking back at Neelam. It was hard to deny, anyone who knew Jack could tell by the way he leaned into you when he laughed at whatever joke you made that the way he interacted with you was different from the way he interacted with anyone else.

“Yeah. They’ve been talking for a little while now, off in the corner, alone. I’ve never seen him interact with someone like he is with Y/N that he doesn’t have a crush on.” Neelam said.

“Oh really?” Urban asked, trying to deflect her question. “I don’t think he’s acting different.”

“He totally is.” Neelam said, taking a sip of her drink.

“How many of those have you had, does someone need to cut you off.” Urban teased, Neelam laughed but shook her head.

“For your information, this is my second drink.” Neelam said before bringing the subject back to you and Jack. “Isn’t she coming to the Kentucky derby with us?” She asked and Urban nodded.

“Yeah, I invited her.”

“Do you have a crush on her? You’ve invited her several places now. I can’t believe I’ve never but that together. That’s so cute.”

“No, I don’t have a crush on her, we’re just friends. Nothing more.” Urban said and Neelam looked at him suspiciously.

“Look at the way they are interacting.” Neelam said and Urban glanced over at you two. Jack had leaned down to whisper something into your ear, you were giggling at whatever he said. “You’re going to look at them and tell me they don’t have feelings for each other.”

“Okay, one, make up your mind, am I in love with her or is Jack? Two, yes, that is what I’m going to tell you.” Urban lied.

“I’m still trying to figure it out. You can say that all you want, but I don’t believe you. Well, maybe they don’t realize it, but they like each other.”

“Weren’t you saying how you thought she had a boyfriend? Based on her Instagram or something? Plus, you know Jack, he flirts with everybody.” Urban said and Neelam sighed.

“Fine, but the second I can try to get them together, I’m doing it, they would be adorable.” Neelam said before she walked away.

It was a couple more hours until all of Jack’s industry friends left, and only his close personal friends remained. You were sitting on Jack’s lap, his arms wrapped around your waist, and his chin resting on your shoulder.

“Baby, please drink this.” Jack said, handing you his bottle of water. You had a couple drinks, and you were just a little over tipsy, not out of control, but still drunk. You pouted softly but took the bottle from Jack, taking a drink out of it. “Thank you.” Jack placed his chin back on your shoulder. You turned your head to kiss his forehead, giggling softly at the lipstick kiss mark left behind, wiping it off.

Urban walked over to the group, carrying more shots. Jack laughed at how you perked up as Urban handed you one of the shots.

“You can take the shot, but you have to finish the bottle of water if you do.” Jack said and you pouted again.

“That’s no fun.” You joked before you took the shot.

“I just don’t want you to be hungover tomorrow.” Jack said, his thumb rubbing your hip as you picked up the bottle of water, finishing it before setting it back down.

“I know. I’m good though, I promise, but thank you for taking care of me.” You said.

“Why don’t we just go back to Jack’s place?” Clay asked, they were all trying to find a place to have a little after party.

“I’m not even going back to my place.” Jack said.

“You’re going to Y/N’s place?” Sunni asked and Jack nodded.

“We could go there.” Copeland suggested.

“Nope, we are not having an after party at my place, I just moved in.” You said and Jack laughed softly. “You can all come over, but you are not having a party.”

“It’ll be more of a hang out then a party.” Urban said and you sighed.

“Fine, but I’m going straight to bed, and you are cleaning up any mess you make.” You said and Urban nodded.

Everyone ended up back at your apartment, but you meant it when you said you were going to bed, Jack going to bed when you did.

Since Jack’s party was Thursday night/Friday morning, you both took Friday to have a rest day, Jack had a couple short interviews, but he did them over the phone, so he didn’t have to leave your apartment. Luckily Jack’s friends didn’t make too much of a mess, and the mess they did make, Jack made sure they cleaned up before they left in the morning, since they all stayed the night.

Saturday at the Kentucky Derby, you walked the red carpet before Jack did, being led to his private box shortly after where you met up with him and his friends. Attending the Kentucky Derby together without anyone knowing you were together was challenging. Not only was it the most public appearance you two had done since you started dating, but Jack was also filming a music video.

That meant you and Jack had to be extremely strategic with how you acted. No private conversations, no quick kisses, or touches when no one was looking. Luckily the camera crew, along with most of Jack’s work team, left the box to go set up for a shot they wanted to get outside of the box so for the first time since you got there, Jack was able to sit down next to you on one of the couches.

“Having fun?” Jack asked, all his attention suddenly on you. Only a couple of Jack’s friends were left in the room.

“I am.” You nodded, fixing his suit jacket. “Are you?” You asked.

“I am, it’s stressful trying to hide though.” Jack said and you agreed.

“Yeah, it is, but I think we’ve done pretty well so far.” You said.

“You look amazing.” Jack complimented you.

“Thank you.” You smiled. “I’m glad you went with the white suit, it looks great on you.” You told him and he blushed lightly.

“Thank you.” He said, quickly glancing around the room, making sure no one that didn’t know you were dating was around before leaning over to kiss you. “I’ve been wanting to do that all day.” Jack admitted and you smiled softly.

“Me too.” You whispered before kissing him one more time. “So how much money did you bet?”

“Uhh, you don’t want to know.” Jack said, laughing softly.

“Jackman, you said you said you weren’t going to bet that much.” You reminded him. You weren’t mad at him for betting his own money, but he had asked you to make sure he didn’t bet to much money, and of course, you went to the bathroom and in the less then 10 minutes you were gone Jack placed his bets.

“Yeah, but Drake was betting, so I kind of maybe just bet what he did.” Jack said.

“You’re right, you can keep that amount to yourself.” You teased, laughing softly.

“But I had to, I mean the horse was named Happy Jack, I’m named Jack, and I’m also happy, so it was meant to be.” Jack defended himself.

“You won’t be so happy if you lose the bet.”

“Well, then we rename the horse to Sad Jack.” Jack said, you rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t help but giggle at his stupid joke.

“You’re so lucky I fell in love with you a year ago, because if you would have said that when we first met, I don’t think we would be here right now.” You joked, making Jack laugh.

“Oh, don’t lie, you love me and my ‘stupid’ jokes.” Jack said. “You even laughed at that one.”

“It was a pity laugh.” You teased.

Eventually the crew came back into the box, so you and Jack separated again, you chose to stay in the box while everyone else went out to film, not wanting to be seen together by the public.

Overall, the day went well, no one suspected anything between you and Jack, you didn’t end up being in any of the shots they used for the music video, and you and Jack both enjoyed yourselves. The only part of the day that didn’t go to plan was Jack losing the bet he placed.

The couple of days after the Kentucky Derby were spent starting to pack things up for moving to California for a few months so Jack could start filming.

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snobgoblin · 5 months

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✨️ships involving Ace and if i think they would work or not✨️

(I'm gonna try to keep this devoid of my personal opinions but I will elaborate on those in a rb)

Snace- it depends on what you mean by "work"... be healthy? absolutely not, Ace treats Snake horribly and theres a power dynamic there, with Ace being Snake's sort of "boss". but they're friends, anyway, so they get along. it could work, just not... well. I could definitely see it working way better with the later seasons characterizations than the early seasons... the early seasons... would be a hot mess. later seasons are a lot more silly though and Ace doesn't mistreat Snake in those SO... I think for this one it depends on your definition of a relationship working and also it depends on the version of Ace and Snake... they definitely have interests in common anyway

2dace- I could see it working. they have interests in common like video games and spray painting, but this one depends on the phase, too, because Ace can definitely dish it out but he can't take it, and if it's early phases 2-D... Ace would get tired of him pretty quickly. but then if it's phase 3 2-D who struggled a lot more than usual with headaches- Ace definitely wasn't the right guy to have around for the headache thing... it's definitely a timing thing with this one, I think. it could work well but it's a bit delicate bc they both kind of have strong personalities

Russace- this one's my favorite... I think this one would really end up benefitting both parties. Ace is a lot like Del, who Russel misses, and Russel offers a sense of understanding Ace has been chasing his entire life... I could go on. PLUS they're both american. so there's that. I think they'd work great

Acedoc- (I'm a hard believer that Ace is Sebastian's kid but let's ignore that for a second. assuming they're not brothers...) I really don't know if this one would work... I think they'd tear each other to shreds to be honest. they both have extremely strong personalities, and they both like bossing other people around. they're good friends, yes! but god I can't help but feel like they'd bite each others heads off being around each other for too long

Nuace- there's a lot to consider here... Noodle is a powerpuff girls fan (her favorite is Mojo Jojo) and she seems to like Ace well enough, she said he has a good heart, but he's a bit clingy. and, she went to the kentucky derby with him alone. you would think this is positive right? HOWEVER... I know Noodle. and I know she hates chaos. and I know she hates when someone doesn't stop talking. and I know she hates it when someone doesn't do what she says... and I know Ace would absolutely get on her nerves after a while. this would be a great one to start with but it would crash and burn eventually

#ace copular

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