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inkskinned · 9 months

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no, actually, where is the whimsy?

my ex had a best friend named larry who asked me once: what do you think comes after irony?

we were at the bar where larry worked. it was a quiet night, and he'd hopped over to sit with us on the patron side. i swirled the lemon around my limoncello martini.

earnest positivity, i said, while my ex said, art self-destructs.

i stared at my ex. he stared at me.

his argument was the cinemasins argument: look how bad media is becoming! look at the loopholes and the dumb shit!

it was roughly 2011. galaxy print was still in. at the time, i had a favorite shirt that was a wolf howling at the moon. it got ripped in half in the wash and i honestly still mourn it. i dressed like effie stonem, because everyone did. and irony was the name of the thing. men liked MLP "ironically." the internet liked the kind of crass, "anti-mainstream" vibes of things like fuck romance, touch my butt and buy me pizza. we put cats in sunglasses everywhere, which was because we only liked things in irony.

and media had the same vibe in it: anti-hero white men would be "hard to love" and then storm off the scene. nobody was just earnestly trying to save the world: they were jaded, angry, unoriginal. mad you even asked them to try to help.

my ex ends up not being wrong. cinemasins becomes super popular. a lot of people start viewing media with this lens that is the cruelest, most jaded depiction. it's wrong for your character to have unexplained powers, even if the entire movie is about how strange it is she has unexplained powers - that is still considered a "loophole." characters make thoughtless, panicked choices? loophole. characters are actually kind people, despite hardship? loophole. features a woman doing literally anything without assistance? loophole. movies become hyper-aware of scrutiny, and now irony rules the media.

which means you go to a movie, and the character has to turn to the screen and say "beats me!!" or one of the side characters has to have some kind of quip like "are you seriously telling me that you think this is normal?" because nothing can happen in earnest. like a sitcom laugh track, we now anticipate the fourth-wall break: the moment that the media acknowledges it is telling a story. the media has to apologize for itself, or else someone like my ex rolls their eyes.

but here's the thing: i wasn't wrong either.

the difference might be that i am (and always have been) so soft-hearted that any crack in the light of this world will spear me into the ground. and i was the poet in the relationship. (he thought that was the same thing as being naïve and stupid). i was making things daily. i knew how all of us artists are driven by some strange desire to evolve. he notably liked to critique art, not to create it.

so yes, i've made things that are bitter and angry and even ironic. i've made long, sharp poems with all capital letters, and i've made poems about how the silence stretches out like a song. someone wrote once that we will spend our whole lives just circling the place we grew up. i think it's more that we spend our whole lives trying to remake a home. i think it's that as we age, it becomes less exciting to build the castle on the beach - we become aware of erosion, of windforce. we realize what we really want is to come home to our dog, castle or not.

and while art in the foreground is mired in white male violence and irony, and aggression, and not taking anything seriously - i don't think that's true of all art. i think more and more artists are leaning in to the things we love. the world has changed so much. they have taken so many things from us. the only thing we have left is love. at the bottom of the moving box - all we get is the faint sense that we have to appreciate what little we've got. i can't enjoy this stuff ironically anymore: what room do i have for irony? if it makes me happy, that is an amazing thing. there are so few happy places left for me. i want to be happy because of how leaves shiver beside each other like nestling birds. i want to be happy because of the color pink, and how magenta doesn't exist. i have spent so much of this life suffering, i have earned my right to a gentle ending. if nothing matters, i get to assign meaning to the nothing. i get to create meaning. i am an artist first and foremost, which means creation is my thing.

where is the whimsy? wherever i fucking put it. because if this is my last fucking chance to do any good in this world - i want to do it earnestly. i want to write things that make you happy. that make people feel heard and seen. what comes after irony has to be positivity.

it was close to my 21st birthday. in 7 years, i would end up writing a book about this relationship, which is hopefully coming out somewhere around May 2024. i come back to this bar scene in my memories a lot. i keep thinking of how pale my ex was. the look that crossed his face. how i looked back at him. how for a moment, both of us couldn't recognize the other person. like the gulf between us was a suddenly wide and cavernous thing. like we were alien to each other. he never took my opinion seriously, and he always seemed surprised whenever his manic-pixie-dream-girl ever broke free of the plot. like in the whole time we were together, i wasn't human enough.

this knowledge: where he said nothing comes after, my only instinct was what comes after is love.

#spilled ink #writeblr #this is a real story lol #looking back i liked larry as a person SO much more than my ex hollyyyyy shitttt #compulsory heterosexuality will do you DIRTY #edit to correct effies name my apologies to effie and effies family

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factual-fantasy · 1 month

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Good evening Factual! (Or whenever you're reading this) I sincerely hope your day is going well! And in regards to my last Ask, thanks for the info and clarification regarding Larry and the General! I especially liked your idea for a more reasonable "exploding shell"!

And staying on the topic of the Koopa Troop- I have a bit of a strange question today- what would you estimate is the rough population of the entire Koopa Kingdom? And how does it compare to the Mushroom Kingdoms population? I'd assume it would be significantly larger- as the Mushroom kingdom consists purely of toads, while Bowsers Domain encompasses dozens of different species- or at least it does in the games.

And so that begs the question- do any other species other than koopas make up your AUs Koopa Kingdom? Obviously we've seen troopas and you've mentioned goombas a few times- but are there significant populations of shy guys? Spikes? Monty Moles? Boos? Piranha plants perhaps? And if there are- any idea how they all came to serve Bowser? Was it out of fear, or respect? And are any of the various "vassels" present in the command structure, like King Bob-bomb, king Womp, or everyone's favorite- Petey Piranha!?

No problem! And well, I'm doing much better today than I was yesterday at least <XD Aside from that I caught a cold. So I'm gonna have fun dealing with that for the next week- 🤣💔

As for the species that populate the koopa kingdom, its actually not what you'd think-

My Shy Guys have no alliance with Bowser. They are a species of.. strange woodland people..? That live in what is currently called "shy guy forest". No one really knows how many of them there are, but everyone considers them to be malicious creatures that you shouldn't associate with.

I'd consider Spikey's to be regarded as animals or pets, as opposed to citizens of the kingdom. Whos to say how many of them there are..

I'd also imagine Monty Moles to be regarded as animals rather than "people". And since Bowser's land is so unhealthy, I imagine that they don't live in Bowser's territory anyways..

The Boos have no alliance with Bowser whatsoever. In fact they reside closer to Peach's land then they do Bowsers. King Boo and his Boos are regarded as a small-ish community of.. faries..? Sprites..? What ever the word may be-- that live out in these big dark woods. They don't serve Bowser and don't interact with him in any way really.. other than taking some of his troops that may stumble into the forest--

Piranha plants are also held in the same value as "animals", rather than people. Though I did consider that they grow mostly in Bowsers land.. Though they probably have to be nursed in healthy soil until they are big enough to eat meat. In which.. Bowser's soil is unhealthy. Hmm.. there might not be a whole lot of them anymore-

King bom-bomb likely doesn't really.. exist..?? Yet?? The bomb-ombs are just living bombs created by Kamek. And King bomb-omb would just be a GIANT bomb-omb. But considering they want Peach's land due to how fertile it is.. they don't have any good reason to create such a weapon..

The Thwomp's are tricky.. There was supposed to be this ancient temple that was made of these HUGE stones with faces carved into them. Kamek brought the stones to life, separating them and making them do his bidding.. I considered that "King Thwomp" was a huge cluster of wall that the bricks couldn't be separated from. Making just.. one giant thwomp. What this means is, there is a limited number of thwomp's. Compared to the rest of the kingdom? Surly they'd only have a handful of thwomp's.. (You can see drawings I made of them here! :0 )

As for Petey, he's not in Bowser's kingdom anymore! :0 He grew so huge he was able to eat his way through the castle and escape. He was so big and powerful, and so fast- that no one could stop him. He scurried off in to the woodlands beyond Bowsers territory.. never to be seen by Bowser again.

That just leaves the Koopa troops and all their variants really.. including dry bones.. when it comes to their population? Its hard to say. I don't have any numbers in mind- but I can compare them to the other kingdoms a bit--

Lets use a 10 scale thing, lets say 10/10 is a completely overflowing kingdom. Way too may people to house and it just not even funny-

Peach's kingdom would be a 6/10. Her land is very healthy and their culture is big on family and generations and what not. So that number is slowly rising..

Daisy's kingdom might be closer to a 4-5/10. Less people but still, their land is healthy and that number is slowly rising.

Then there's Bowsers kingdom. I was thinking that his population is closer to 8/10. This is becuase the Koopa people have been around for many years and have had time to build up that number. I also considered that the Koopa people are a very tough species. So even though their land is unhealthy and doesn't bear much food.. they press on..

You might think that Bowser has Peach beat. I mean, its 6 (weakling toads) vs 8 (tough koopas). But actually Daisy and Peach's kingdom are in alliance. So if Bowser picks on Peach, Daisy will back her up.

So then it becomes an 8 vs 10-11. (tough koopas vs weak toads and sturdy Piantas). And now with the hero's of legend on their side? Beings capable of beating death? Its just a big lose for Bowser..

Wow. Okay I just stopped typing and realized that I kind'a flew off the rails there- I better cut it off here-- none the less I hope the answers to your questions are in that ramble somewhere or you at least enjoyed the read! <XDD

#my response #CRAZY RAMBLE MY BAD-#super mario bros #sometime I gotta talk about the twisted history of dry bones #and how their presence effects the mental stability of living koopas...😈

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smallmariofindings · 5 months

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In New Super Mario Bros. 2, the boss area of World Mushroom-Castle is, like most other boss areas in the game, very small, containing a small corridor, the Larry Koopa boss room, and the post-boss cutscene room.

However, when loading that area in a room editor, it is revealed that the room is actually immensely large, with the sections seen in-game only taking up a tiny fraction of it (top left of the image). The rest of the room is taken up by a repetitive pattern of blue block platforms, which were possibly used during development as a test level.

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asingleietsist · 4 months

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The Night in Bowser City

Part I

Luigi folded his shirt over on the bed while Junior restlessly squirmed on the sheets. He grumbled to himself as he clearly tried to get Luigi's attention.

Larry, on the other hand, popped his head up while he giggled to himself. He slowly crawled onto the bed when he noticed Luigi packing his suitcases and paused, "Babbo?".

"Hm? Oh, Larry? What's wrong?", he hummed.

"I don't like Uncle Mario..", Larry huffed.

"How come?"

"He's always mean to Papa!", Junior chimed in as he curled up. "Why can't Abigail or Storm watch us?!"

"Or the guards..", Larry added.

Luigi sighed once he finally got the suitcase closed. "Your brothers and sister decided to go home for the winter and most of the guards are on their break. I know you all don't like it, but I don't trust Daisy to watch you alone. Not like last time...".

'I can still hear the screams...', Luigi shivered.

Junior grinned a bit, "We had the best game of King of the Castle ever! She's a true leader!"

The king shook his head, "Not when it knocked down half the west end of the castle.. they're still repairing it.. Besides, you all promised to play nice with your uncle, so no explosives this time.". His eyes trailed to Iggy and Lemmy, who grinned wildly at the sparkling bomb the two festered.

Roy quickly put out the wick and snorted at the two before they scampered away with the bomb.

Luigi sighed, "Besides, you already like Daisy, right?"

"Yeah... But he'll ruin everything!", Junior growled his tail swished violently as he laid on his stomach. Luigi shook his head , ready to rebuttal, but a knock at the door caught his attention.

Bowser slowly creaked the chamber door open and rumbled lowly as he entered the room. He smiled at the sight of his children surrounding his lover and walked over to the bedside to greet them.

Junior shuffled a bit to turn his shell towards him and huffed. Bowser blinked then glanced over at Luigi for an answer.

"He's still upset that Mario and Daisy are watching them..", he mouthed.

"I don't blame him, your brother fuckin' sucks.", he joked.

Luigi punched his shoulder as he hoisted his suitcase onto its wheels. "Aye! That's my brother you're talking about. At least try to hide your distaste better."

Bowser smirked as he nudged Luigi's neck a bit with his nose, "Ok, I really think your shrimp of a brother can handle 7 koopalings for a night. I have SOOO much fate in him."

Luigi snickered and rolled his eyes as he playfully pushed the beast's nose off of him, "Definitely helping, thanks."

Bowser nodded, "My pleasure~ Now, Junior. I know as inferior of a being that little red guy is compared to us. He's your dad's brother... Somehow-"

Luigi nudged him again. "Ahem!"

"Ok ok!", Bowser grumbled and finally flipped Junior over. "What I'm trying to say is, don't kill the poor guy. It's not his fault he isn't as handsome or powerful as us.".

Junior squirmed and landed on his side, "I make no promises!"

"That's my boy!", Bowser chanted before Luigi rolled his suitcase to the door. The koopalings took note and stammered towards him before he could turn around. The group tumbled into the hallways and plopped onto the velvety carpet.

Morton Jr whimpered and held onto a squished Luigi into a hug. The others trickled over to try and hug him, but Morton's grip was too tight.

He laughed a bit and patted the large koopaling's head once he got an arm free, "I wasn't leaving yet, just putting my things outside.. I'm not going to walk out without saying goodbye to my sweet bambini!"

Morton placed him down and once he did, each koopalings hurried over and hugged and nuzzled him. Lemmy had simply sniffled at his 'stache before he scampered back into the room with Iggy.

"DAISY!!", Junior roared.

Daisy ran down the hallway and collided with the young prince, "Hey kiddo! You ready for the best three nights of your life?! I found a better way to play King of the Castle!". She got close to his ear, "I stole Peach's crown. Don't tell Mario~", she snickered.

Junior's eyes lit up, "I can get Papa's and we can lead these guys to victory!"

The two nodded and chatted as they began to plot their game. Mario passed them with an anxious look, but dismissed his concern before turning to the large koopa before him. Bowser glared at him, his eyes never left the tiny body as he walked in.

"Mario."

"Bowser."

Luigi glared at both of them, "Really?"

Mario's face lit up immediately and he went in for a hug. Bowser looked away as he placed his tail between the two, not long before Mario lifted it over his head and went under. To the King's dismay, Mario's brotherly strength was unmatched.

The brothers gave each other a deep hug, "Why'd you have to marry a 20 pound pain in the ass?"

"You married a woman willing to falcon-kick you into the nearest galaxy for sport. I think we're even.", Luigi muttered in his ear.

Before he could respond, Luigi broke up the hug and tried to gain the attention of the group. "Excusa! Everyone, listen up."

The room still bustled as Luigi stood there with an impatient smile. With a flash of lightning he yelled again, and once the thunder rumble cleared, he spoke.

The room stared at him in shock and fear, but everyone composed themselves once the air felt lighter. "You already know your aunt and uncle will be watching you for the next few days. I trust that you'll all behave while we're gone."

Wendy snickered, "Right.."

Bowser sighed, "At least for a night. Don't destroy anything..."

Luigi nodded in agreement, "As for the 'sitters, just make sure they're in bed by 9 and that you feed them. I already made a list of allergies and Lemmy gets a bit cranky whe-"

"Lu, I get you're worried, but we've got this!", Mario smiled sweetly. "You've told us to contact Kamek if anything goes wrong and I know they'll behave... somewhat... Go enjoy your honeymoon."

Bowser lowered his head with a smirk, "Oh we'll enjoy it alrigh-"

Luigi clamped his jaw shut, "BOWSER! NO- Not in front of the kids!".

The koopa's eyes widened, but it didn't take long before he grinned and licked the palm of his hand. His eyes calmed a bit and his eyelids lowered, "Fine~"

The king couldn't help but feel his face heat up from the interaction. Mario turned away in disgust, "Just...go before I change my mind about this..."

Bowser scooped up his koopalings one more time and gently hugged all of them, "Raise hell kids!"

Once they said their goodbyes, Bowser lifted up his husband and his luggage then nuzzled him gently. "Let's go~"

Junior watched them walk into their ship and sighed. Even with a playmate, he still wished that he didn't have to be left with the brother of his dad. ".....Im going to my room."

Mario stepped forward, "Dinner will be done in a few minutes, uh-"

"Bowser Jr.", Roy said. "Do you not know our names?"

"I remember Lemmy.", he added as he pointed to Larry.

Lemmy's head raised in attention as he held Iggy's hand. "Was he pointing to me?", he asked.

"Nope, not even close..", Iggy sighed. "He's worse than Babbo."

Daisy saw a bit of awkward distress in the interaction and suggested the kids go to their room while the two checked on dinner.

The group headed further into the castle and once they turned the corner, Mario sighed. "Thanks.."

"Don't mention it. You'll get better at this.", she assured.

"I can barely connect with the brute's son."

"Your nephew... Remember?"

"Right...", he groaned and rubbed his temple.

"Maybe you can salvage your reputation at dinner, tell them a cool story!", she smiled and she punched him arm. "They're adventurers! Give'm something to latch to."

Mario thought for a bit, the two headed towards the kitchen as he pondered.

'Most of them... This isn't going to work.'.

#chrimas #bowuigi #luigi #super mario bros #bowser x luigi #bowser #super mario #a green queen au #bowser city #smbros locations #worldbuilding

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canyourfavesurvivecastledracula · 27 days

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"(shockingly, no one has submitted any Talking Pies)"

Hmm. My immediate first thought is Albert the Magic Pudding (from The Magic Pudding by Norman Lindsay), but he's no fun. For a start, he's functionally immortal - part of his magic is that whenever you carve a slice out of him it immediately grows back. And he's impervious to Horrors, too. I think he'd just run away as soon as he realised there's nobody in the castle who eats pudding, and I think Dracula would let him go.

Though I am amused by the mental image of Sam, Bill, and Bunyip coming unnecessarily to Albert's rescue and shoving an empty flour sack over Dracula's head.

Yeah this seems like a bit of a non-starter...

Am I reading correctly that Albert wants to be eaten? Also, what would happen if you devoured him all in one bite? Is he vulnerable to non-gustatory damage (eg, is he water soluble)?

You mention running away - my question is how? Castle Dracula may offer no physical or psychological dangers to our industrious pudding, but can it be escaped?

I think Dracula may have an interest in keeping an undepletable food source on hand. We know vampires are repulsed by human food - the less cooking (and grocery shopping) Dracula has to do, the better. Albert may end up a perpetual prisoner for the sustenance of Dracula's human guests.

At least until the flour sack thing.

So yes, Albert the Magic Pudding can survive Castle Dracula fairly trivially, in a state of involuntary servitude. Maybe he befriends Bob and Larry.

#albert the magic pudding #immortals #unindexed

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askthekoopsandjr · 2 months

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Happy Valentine's Day! I don't have a drawing, but do know that it's chocolate chaos in Bowser's Castle right now lol.

Suzuka drew Ludwig a sketch of him and gave him homemade sachertorte (adorned with a rose teehee), which Ludwig absolutely adored. Ludwig gave Suzuka a GIANT pile of konpeitō (his favorite little candies) and chocolates he had the castle chefs make lmao, as well as an entire day of cuddles, heartfelt piano sessions, and sappy words. :,3

Wendy asked Pom Pom to hang out like gal pals. Like total gal pals who do normal gal pal things like go to the fair and sit really close on the ferris wheel and-

Morton baked chocolate cakes for everyone... And actually did a good job??

Iggy and Lemmy made heartfelt pranks... But made up for it by giving everyone little trinkets they thought they would like (and hugs!)

Roy acted grumpy and careless all day: "None of that sappy crap!" ... But secretly really appreciated getting chocolates and candies from his siblings. Maybe some confections will come in return when they least expect it...

Larry, being the 9 year old he is, was absolutely insane all day from all that sugar. He was zooming up and down the halls, crash-hugging anyone who got in the way.

Junior was showered with gifts galore from his papa, of course. He shared some of it with the Koopalings, pretending like he was told to instead of doing it on his own accord.

Kamek gave everyone little cards that said what he appreciated most about them, along with a little chocolate. He was a very happy "grandpa" watching over everyone today :,3

And Bowser... Well, I'm sure you can imagine his attempts to Peach. He may have also gotten a little valentine from Luigi to try and make him feel better, which certainly stirred the fire within him...

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buttercupyellow · 4 months

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Wonka Locations

from this article, and this article.

The Library, where Dorothy Smith (Noodle's mum) lives - Radcliffe Camera, Oxford (a real university library) (Oxford is in the south of England, basically middle of the land in between the bits of land that look like they've had their belt tightened too much).

The bridge that Abigail the Giraffe has to duck under - Hertford Bridge/the Bridge of Sighs, Oxford (again).

The river where the Wonka's lived - Mapledurham, Berkshire (to the left of London, in the middle of the land, on the Thames).

The city's port/lighthouse - Lyme Regis, Dorset (the Cobb specifically i think - southern coast of England, halfway down the wiggly tail looking bit)

Where Willy gives the homeless woman his money, loses his last coin and meets Bleacher and Tiddles - The Colonnade/Parade Gardens, Bath (a bit inland from the start of the wiggly tail bit)

St Benedict's Cathedral (inside only?) (the entrance to the Chocolate Cartel's underground base, where they try to drown Willy and Noodle) - St Paul's Cathedral, London.

Where Larry Chucklesworth does his stand-up and wins back his wife - Rivoli Ballroom, Brockley (London) (inside only)

Slugworth's Office - Eltham Palace, Greenwich (London).

The Zoo where Abigail the Giraffe is (only the lake was used, the rest was built on a set) - Verulamium Park, St Albans (just north of London, if not in London).

Where Slugworth's car is blocked by Flamingos - Bath Street, Bath (again).

Where Willy builds his factory with Lofty - Bodiam Castle, South England (south of London)

#wonka 2023

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yandere-writer-momo · 1 year

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Beach day with S/O and the fellas, what do each of them do with S/O at the beach?

This is a really funny prompt! I’m going to have fun with it

Baki Head Canons

Beach Day edition

Katsumi Orochi

You two build sand castles together and you both bury Katou into the sand while he is sleeping. It’s super funny when he wakes up and he’s neck deep buried in sand with just his head sticking out

You both also collect shells together. Spending time with Katsumi so always fun

Baki Hanma

You two play volleyball on the beach together. He keeps destroying all of the balls on accident

You spend time playing in the water together. You two then end your time in the water with the food you packed. Picnics on the beach are always a wonderful time

Jack Hanma

Jack is taking you to every food stand on the beach. You did his shadow as shade from the harsh sun. He will put sunscreen on you, but he might try to grab your bottom here and there

He insists he doesn’t need sunscreen but then he ends up looking like Larry the Lobster at the end of the trip. He hisses when you put Aloe Vera on him

Hanayama Kaoru

It’s a private beach with only you and him. So only he can see you in your swimsuit. Hanayama watches you as you swim. If you push in enough, he’ll join you. He’s so big and stiff, it’s really funny to see Hanayama in swimming trunks

He ends up catching some fish while you two are in the water. You both end up frying them together to eat

He gets a tan around his glasses and it’s super funny

Kaioh Retsu

You two lay on the beach and sun tan together. He reads a book to you

Retsu made you some sandwiches to eat with him as you two relax on the beach. He also makes sure you have sunscreen on and you’re drinking enough water

Jun Guevara

Will take you surfing or body board surfing too. You spend a lot of time in the ocean together because Jun is trying to make memories

You get a sunburn but Jun applies aloe to you and apologizes. You two then set on his ship to continue sailing

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thefandom-casserole · 3 months

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Episode 50 Notes-

Very very excitedddddd

Eeeeeeeeeeee abhhhha ahhansnsnsnsnsndg

This intro 😭

The dolphinsssssss

I have no idea what just happened in that intro omg

Taylor is a demon!!!! Taylor hasn’t hit demon puberty yet — how did Nicky get it then???

Taylor Teen Fact: Taylor used to do the chocolate for his baseball team going door to door. But, his mom just bought them all instead

TAYLOR DID BASEBALL

I NEED TO WEITE SOMETHING ABOUT THAT

:> he did all the last names!!

Linc Teen Fact: Linc cleans up for his parents every single morning (both of them think the other one did it). Linc wakes up really early in the morning

Normal Teen Fact: Normal also sold chocolates and offered to sell way too much of them, couldn’t do it (and because it’s not vegan chocolate his family can’t even buy it!) and now is in debt

Scary Larry Fact: Larry is based off of a tweet on a reply to Elon Musk (Larry is not from the school)

Scary Teen Fact: Before the release of her album she was going to release a musical (a soft boy musical, but then she realized it was just Dear Evans Hansen)

Larry Fact pt.2: Larry’s favorite show is the Big Bang Theory because it deals with an important scientific principle

IT MIGHT BE THE FINAL EPISODE

I THINK NOT BECYASE ITS NOT LILE TRENDING IN THNBLR OR SOEMTHJNG

AND I THIBK PEIPLE WOULD HE DREKAING OYT MORE

BUT OMG

THE HEARTATTACK

I REACTED EXACTLY LIEK THEY DID

HOLT SBKT

WHAT IF JT IT THOUGH

Anthony Fact: He should’ve come up with a different name than Daddy Master - Like chaperone or whatever (The rest of the cast disagreees)

They’re all still separated!!!!

Of course Normal thinks Larry’s cool 😭

Omg all the Linc shippers are eating so far

Linc’s adamants towards Taylor, him wanting to find Scary, him actually being with Normal

Chester and Julia gave Linc therapy!!!

“Linc are you happy?” “No of course not, that’s a silly question nobody’s happy” SOBBING SOBJNG OKG OMG GRANT YOU FUCKWD THIS KNE UP SO BAD

(Obviously it was more than just that and that was a gross oversimplification but you understand what I’m getting at)

Lincccc :cccc

“I’m definitely broken” OMG LINC

That glass analogy was so fucking good holy shit “And probably they’ll just throw it away because who wants to fix a glass”

Hhhhhhhhhhhhh

Linc likes stickers!!!!!!!!

Matt Arnold is bringing it this episode

He wasn’t joking when he said that he was gonna get through it all

In a sense

A NAT ONE FROM TAYLOR

THERE WAS NEVER A WKRLD WHERE IT WASNT THAT OMG

I LOVE THAT SO MUCH

Into the papersssss into the papers (to the tune of into the thick of it)

Initiative to fight the Angel!!!!

This whole thing with the paper is reminding me of the fight with book castle when Ron disappeared into the books against Well Actually

I just paused the episode and listened to the trailer because I just realized I never listened to it

Ahahahahahahahahah the background music in it though it’s lovely

Omg dude I never realized that Lark doesn’t mention Scary in the video because she wasn’t there!!!! Ayyyyy

Okay done with that back to the episode

Beth playing Larry is my new favorite thing now

She should just play Larry season three

I beg

Oooooo the throne’s empty!!!!

Larry should be king of hell

Larry reminds me of if Paeden was evil and annoying

What is it with Linc and Taylor and the sweet prince thing 😭

I love them so much

The Swiftli shippers are eating this episodeeeee

Fancy Anthony voice

He was a pissomancer

Omg

That’s insane

Piss boy Wilson’s again!!!!!

Heaven photoshopppp

INSPIRATION AYYYYY

A 22 😭

Lincccccc linccccc

Angst episode :cccccc

Oooo Angel’s are yummy??

Taylorrrr nooooo

Taylor and his carts 😭I love him so much

Sisyphus just pushing a meatball up the hill 😭 😭 😭

Nooooo this is one of my favorite bits

Linc loves his friends so much

God I fucking hate Willy

god god god he’s so gross

YOOOOO LARRY AND WILLY THATS INSANE

OMG OMG OMG

WILLY’S DEEPEST DARKEST SECRET HOLY SHIT AHAHAHHAHAHAHHA

If they got Willy in the paper sea I wonder what would happen

“I tried to kill my son”

“I will do anything to not be submerged in water ever again”

“I did not have sex with Marilyn Monroe, I could not get it up so I stood there and had her sing things to me for a couple hours so I jerked off”

FUCK WILLY FUCK WILLY

FUCK WILLY

DOOD’S DEEPEST SECRET IM LOOSING MT MIND

“I’m scared”

Dood babyyyyyy

THEYRE STILL A BAD GURL AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAH

LARRY LARRY LARRY

I BELIVE IN YOU

AWWWWW

Dood babyyyyy nooooooo

“This isn’t your fault Dood”

“No I think it is”

LINC OH NOOOOO

I cannot believe Taylor convinced Vince to change his name

Taylor Swift the piss genius

Freddie’s voice as Taylor was backtracking made me laugh way way too hard way to much that’s insane

It always was gonna be piss between them all

Omg

Of course

MERCEDES YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

AYYYYYYYYYY IM SO EXCITEDDDDD

ABUELITAAAA

She’s a JO crystal witch!!!!

She pulls out a gunnnn

Wowwww they found each other!!!

MERCEDES SHOOTS HIM NOOOOO

AND THEY ENDED THE EPUSODE TF

Wow that was such a good fucking episode

HERO SHOULD GET TO KILL THEM BTW

If Willy isn’t taking girls seeiouslyyyyyyy

I don’t say it enough but On Our Way makes me want to violently sob every time I hear it

#Dndads #dndads spoilers #dungeons and daddies #dndads s2

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oh-hell-help-me · 10 months

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July 14: National Motorcycle Day

As any good Kingly Parent would do, Bowser had long since commissioned a private racetrack and personalized Karts for his kids to use.

In fact, it was an early Wintertime Present- something intentionally early to both provide the opportunity for his kids to ride their Karts without snow-related hazards and to stave off their explorations for the other gifts he had hidden.

Even now, he had a variety of extra parts in the event their tastes changed, their Karts break, or (before Luigi was in the picture) that Peach could customize her own to race against the kids.

The first two happened less than he anticipated, but he was the least disappointed with how the third possibility changed.

While he never expected Luigi to want to do anything more than cheer on the sidelines, he is pleasantly surprised to have his husband be eager to ride alongside them.

He is also surprised to see him craft his own Kart- a motorcycle, to be precise.

It was different from his husband’s usual selections in Kart races- lacking any logo or mimicry, and apparently modeled after earth-based motorcycles.

He would have teased Luigi over its plainness (seriously, he could at least add some flames), but…

The Kart ran faster than anything the Koopa Kingdom had ever produced, and seeing it run the track for the first time had left him and the kids staring after Luigi in shock.

And when he came back in record time?

Iggy was the first to bombard him with questions, with Junior and Larry a close second and third before his human was swarmed with giddy questions and requests to ride the Kart.

(To this day, Bowser still doesn’t know how Luigi was able to deny their puppy eyes.)

So, when Luigi requested to race him on the track, one on one, Bowser hadn’t thought much of the look in his eyes when he teased about eating dust before he even started.

Coming from the same person who has rigged the whole castle with a stereo just to share some music? He really should have seen it coming when he opened up the Royal Garage-

And was faced with a black, flame-painted motorcycle.

In his size.

He swears that he hadn’t made some weird noise in surprise, but the amusement shining in Luigi’s eyes told him otherwise.

"Do you like it?"

Yes- yes, he did. And if his brain would work enough to let him say that, everything would be great.

"I know it might be a bit plain for your tastes-"

What is he talking about- it had flames!

"But I think the late-night tinkering on the improved acceleration makes up for it!"

He- he did all that? On top of his work in the castle?

"I- I’m not sure if the seat is comfy enough- it’s a bit hard to craft one that will support your shell-"

'Support his'- screw words when his mouth can do better than talking!

Like a good husband, he takes Luigi by the hips- pulling him closer with one hand as the other tilts his wonderful husband's head up and he leans down-

And it's criminally easy to melt into the softness behind his lips, easy to pull him even closer as he feels a gentle hand caress his jaw, trace under his horn, and lightly grip his hair and tug him closer-

But they have to breathe, and while Bowser is willing to part for a moment, the way Luigi came back flushed and panting nearly made him risk asphyxiation just to kiss him longer.

"I... I guess that's a 'yes'?"

"Luigi, love," Bowser lets their noses press together, torn between peering into his eyes and the urge to smother his husband with kisses- "My smart, thoughtful light-of-my-life. Of course it's a 'yes'."

#bowuigi #NATIONAL HOLIDAY #in which there is more bowuigi than motorcycles #which is fine honestly #I still don't know how kissing works #but I'm satisfied with this

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vbnhuet · 4 months

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Im sorry I keep sending head cannons I just love talking about bowser !! Another one I have is he has a really bad memory when it comes to names so he has nicknames for everyone which he associates with a persons look or characteristics like Luigi being greenie or Mario being red plumber and he doesn’t realize it’s rude and he really doesn’t mean to be I think I’ve seen a post before with this same head cannon

Oh don’t be sorry, you sharing you hc about Bowser is the highlight of my day fr, always glad to see you show up my inbox :D

I feel like Bowser doesn’t call others by their real name not because of memory problems, but rather that he just doesn’t care or doesn’t bother to remember. I say he would forget his castle staffs names, doesn’t bother with people like wario, waluigi or Daisy, and confused Lemmy and Larry sometimes. (I hc the nicknames for wario, waluigi and Daisy as “garlic breathe”, “purple pole” and “prickly princess”)

To me, when Bowser call Mario “red prick” or Luigi “green twerp” he did it out of disrespect (let’s face it there’s no way he would forget Mario’s (or Luigi’s) name. He whispered those names every day with malice and bitterness in his voice). He eventually call Mario by his real name because they are now rivals and bowser think Mario is deserving of his respect, but Luigi’s various nicknames just stuck because it roll easier on the tongue, and it rub salt onto that insecurity of Luigi being forever inferior to Mario.

When he mellowed out and get into a relationship with Luigi, I imagine he have to start practices calling Luigi by his name. sometimes a “Greenie”, “Greenbean” or “Greenstache” might slip out, though this time it’s more of an affectionate thing and not malice. Not that Luigi mind, he’s been called “green” his whole life.

Thank you for sharing! I hope you have a nice day :D

#bowser #luigi #bowser x luigi #bowuigi #super mario #anon ask #ask me anything #ask

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pythonpie · 4 months

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Okay just general ideas:

An everyday office worker (Think like Larry from Pokémon) being a large giant in a small office. Regularly doing work and making great progress. His coworkers like him and though the shitty office boss who was stealing cash and harassing employees went missing, no one really misses them even as the large worker mentions having a big lunch.

A huge giant high school student who’s rather arrogant and hot headed being entire push over younger sibling. Whilst giant doesn’t care if people in town see them as a monster, they care if their baby sibling is ever afraid of them.

A lighthouse keeper captured attention of giant Cthulhu like god, begins relationship even as the giant’s forearm alone is larger than the light house. Though the beast can shrink down and look more human like, the lighthouse keeper enjoys nights where can be cuddled against the immense being.

A size shifting superman. Seeing both his small ‘normal’ size and giant hero size as himself. Causally using size with family farm or playing with family before helping people.

Villagers are invited to a dukes castle to be given a ‘gift from the gods’ turning into large monster like beasts. Though just go on day. The blacksmith dragon like as his scales keep him safe from the fire. Little Timmy’s dads have to move closer to the sea as they’re mermaids (more cross with whales at their sizes) old man Codoroy happy his joints no longer hurt and can lift his grandkids, even if he forgets his horns break the barn doorframe. The seamstress a large spider like beast, though the extra arms helping with her work and caring her family. The young priest now a huge gargoyle. Always worried his appearance would frighten the villagers and his son. Though getting more comfortable.

Giant rocker meeting back with old childhood crush whos a single dad. Restarting relationship and building together.

OHHH I LOVE THESE!!!

Giant merfolk are so gooood, big ancient grandparent whale merpeople that gently guide boats around.

The Cthulhu being a lighthouse keeper would be so good, maybe living with 3-4 other human lighthouse keepers on a particularly dangerous stretch of coast?

#g/t #giant tiny #asks

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annoyingeye · 3 months

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☢︎︎m҉e҈o҉w҈ m҉e҈o҉w҈ :3☢︎︎

NIKA/ALL PRNS/PL, RUS, ENG

𝙼𝚈 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝚂!!

-slenderverse

-creepypasta or just creepy stuff:D

-analogue/psychological horrors

-INDIE, STORY AND HORROR GAMES

-true crime

-paranormal things

-lost media

-psychology

-astrology

-demonology

-urbex

-OCEAN AND SEA!

-ranfren, ptp, htf, ddlc>_<

-punk rock, post punk, emo and goth music!! (i like metal too but not that much)

-zombie and vampires

-wars!

-dinosaurs or just history/prehistory

-guns/weapons

-alan tutorial!!

𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

Flippy (htf), Habit (emh), Vinny (emh) Observer (t12), Prebrand (t12), Alex Kralie (marble hornets), Jeff The Killer (crp), Ghoulia (mh), John Doe (jd XD), Sid (skins), Maria (silent hill), Chris (dh00), Michael (ml0), Andre and Cal:3 (zero day), Pinkie Pie (mlp), Abby Anderson (tlou), Toki (Metalocalypse), Ada Wong (resident evil), Wesker (resident evil), Hank Anderson (dbh), Larry Johnson (sf), Todd Morrison (sf), Postal Dude (postal), Sophie (cof), John Ward (ftut), Miles Upshur (outlast), Norman Jayden (heavy rain), Shaggy (scooby doo), Patrick Bateman (american psycho), Jesse Wells (hollow hemlocks)

𝗕𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀/𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁

Anal Cunt, Buerak, Sedes, 5mewmet, dj trippie flameboy, Злые Гномы, Пурген, Molchat Doma, KMFDM, Type O Negative, Chernikovskaya Hata, Mindless Self Indulgence, Ploho, Nürnberg, Linkin Park, ssshhhiiittt!, Crystal Castles, Pisse, Dezeter, Brudne Place Zabaw, Pornofilmy, Myslovitz, CASTET, 100 Tvarzy Grzybiarzy, Twoyastara Of Death, Hamulec, Gruzja, Казённыи Унитаз, Fester Witch, Оргазм Нострадамуса, Elusin and many many many other

𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭

Postal, Half Life, Silent hill, Lomando.com, John Doe, Outlast, Sally Face, Fran Bow, Cry of Fear, Afraid of Monsters, Faith the unholy trinity, Buckshot Roulette, Priest Simulator, Call of Duty, Red Dead Redemption, Mortal Kombat, KryptaFM, Neverending Nightmares

movies/shows/series that i like:3

Duck, Zero Day, Saw, IT, My Little Pony, Monster high, Elephant, Scooby Doo, Fight Club, Breaking Bad, American Psycho, Sala Samobójców

𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚝 𝚖𝚎:3

-I love windy weather smsmsmms

-talking abt ai 24/7

-im lonely as hell

-im watching movies with Joey Smack all the time

-i love darkness

-staying up all nights

-YES I LOVE EDGY MEDIA

-im a walking multifandom literally

-I LOVELOVELOVE COOKING CAKES

-my favorite animals are wolfs, dogs and lemon sharks!

-idk what i feel abt my sexuality tbh

-my comfort people are Evan Jennings, Rikki Audax and Andreas Ronnberg:3

-atheist:D

-i think about zombie and fake shooters media all the time

-PLAYING GAMES AND LISTENING TO MUSIC 24/7

⠀ DNI!!

-minor p3dos/p3dos

-n4zis.

-adam r0sner supporters

-SOME yansim/genshin/pj sekai toxic fans

-dsmp fans

-ppl who r romantizong being slavic bc its annoying

-SOME taylor swift and lana del rey fans (i dont mean listeners!)

-millennials

-proshippers

-PEOPLE WHO HATE DOGS OR CATS.

-posers

-annoying skinheads and metalheads

-ppl who are hating on other basic/alt ppl

-EVERY WEIRD south park fans

-g0re enjoyers

INTERACT!!

-slenderverse and creepypasta enjoyers!

-tcc (just dont talk abt killers like abt little kids and be normal)

-punks:3

-POST PUNK AND PUNK ROCK LISTENERS.

-indie, story and horror games fans

-KMFDM AND MSI LISTENERS (jimmy supporters dni lol)

-fictional school shooters enjoyers!!

-minors

-edgy people pleaseee

-PRIEST SIMULATOR OR KRYPTA FM POLISH FANS

-analogue horrors enjoyers

-kpop community (the same thing as tcc)

-artists!

-cosplayers hell yeah

-ranfren russian and polish fandom (BE NORMAL PLESSEEEEE)

-PPL WHO KNOWS ABT ALAN TUTORIAL

#Spotify #slenderverse #creepy pasta #zero day 2003 #zombiezzmwuah #starter pack #pokemon #intro post #silly #introduction

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melon-wing · 1 year

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Hidden Wings [Etho/Grian]

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Grian hummed to himself, walking through the new shopping district, looking at the shops that had started popping up everywhere. He still needed to build his own little shop he had reserved a spot for, but planning his mansion took all his time and resources away. And with Scar as his neighbour he got so easily distracted from that as well, so it always ended up with barely anything getting done.

Grian giggled, thinking of his latest prank and the way Larry had glared at him over the huge moustache now attached to its face. It could glare all it wanted, Grian knew that Larry had let him do it. Otherwise he would have gotten a big bite mark as a proof of disdain, just like the time when Grian climbed it, assuming it was just a very well made statue and not actually alive.

And he just knew Scar would be amused at the prank as well. Scar was the sweetest and most fun loving neighbour he had ever had. Even Mumbo didn’t come close to how good natured Scar was and how well he handled the constant pranks hitting him and his base.

His thoughts drifted from Scar to his shop as he walked up to the little lake he would begin his emporium on. He had to really start out small this time. Last time he had gone overboard with his pickle shop and barely ever made a diamond. This time though, he was gonna end up rich. Sure, it was no bookstore or rocket shop, but when it came to grinding the Hermits were just as lazy as he was when it came to building farms. So now their laziness would be supplying him with the much needed diamonds. His addiction to flying by Elytra wouldn’t cost him all his wealth this time.

He glanced at the lake again, his mind working at full speed. For now he’d put something simple there. Just something to get started on and earn himself some diamonds. And then he’d fill in the lake and build a gigantic shop… If he ever found the energy to do so.

Maybe for now he’d just build something that fit the area. A small hut? No, he’d have to drain the water for that. A barge would probably work best at the moment.

It didn’t take him too long to finish his little floating shop. He had built castles and towns, this was like a walk through the park. He could have done it in his sleep. Well… Looking at it now, maybe it looked like he had done it while half asleep. It was just… so simple. He made a thoughtful noise, unsure if his on the spot design really worked well. Because even if it was meant to be temporary, he still didn’t want to put something ugly in the middle of their shopping district. He couldn’t lose face in front of his friends like that.

For a few moments he glanced around. Nobody was in the Shopping District. It had been empty this whole time while he had been working on his barge. The Hermits were all busy building their starter bases after all. There were barely any shops that pulled them to the island. And he could see the portal from here. If somebody stepped through he could just hide. He probably shouldn’t do it, but he had yet to get an Elytra. Grian hesitated for another moment before feathery wings sprouted from his back, his sweater opening holes for them as the fabric responded to his magic. He glanced around once more before a strong beat of those wings catapulted him up into the air. It was so different from flying with an elytra. Getting into the air always required more work than just firing off a rocket and jumping up. But once he was in the air…Grian stopped mid air, his wings spread far apart, almost parallel to the ground, the wind keeping him afloat in position, letting him hover high above the land. This made it far easier to look at his shop from a distance. His eyes moved over the lake and the wooden construct, darting to the portal every now and again, making sure nobody was coming over.

It didn’t take him long to assess his build. It looked good enough to his liking for a temporary build. Not too big or too small for the lake, and if he needed to make it a big bitter before tearing it down he still had enough room. He knew how lazy he was sometimes when it came to starting large builds.

With one last glance to the portal he sank down to the ground, his feet gently touching the ground as he landed without making a single sound. He was about to hide his wings again when he froze, staring at a person standing right in front of him. Etho had just walked out of one of the stores and frozen up just as much as Grian did. How had he not noticed Etho being here? He had watched the portal so closely and he had seen nobody come through and go into one of the shops.

Neither of them said a word, though a thousand excuses were running through Grian’s mind. It was a prank. It was a costume. He drank some weird potion. A witch put a curse on him. Etho was dreaming. Nothing left his mouth. Etho wouldn’t buy it. He was too smart for that. The only way Grian had to get out of this mess was using his magic once more. Erasing the short term memory wouldn’t be too hard to pull off and solve all of his problems. He took a small step forward, his wings fluttering as his muscles tensed.

But just when he took his second step Etho disappeared without a trace within the blink of an eye, a small stick lying on the ground where he had just stood. Grian blinked in confusion, not comprehending what had just happened.

A soft touch on his right wing startled him as a shiver ran down his whole body. There was a hand on his wing, softly moving down the feathers, gently caressing them. For a moment his brain just stopped working as the hand kept moving, his eyes drifting shut. He felt like he was melting below the touch. Nobody had ever touched his wings before. And it felt… good?

A soft chuckle came from behind him. “I didn’t know you’d purr like that.”

Grian wanted to reply, to deny that he was making any sorts of noises, but now that Etho had brought it to his attention he realised he was indeed purring like some little kitten and somehow even though he tried to, he was unable to stop that noise leaving his mouth.

A pause as the hand moved to his other wing, tracing the upper part all the way to where it connected to Grian’s skin. “So they are real wings, huh? Fascinating.”

Grian should have run, he should have hidden his wings. Why was he still just standing there? He should have hated this, should have been scared. But it felt too good. He leaned back a bit, his wings moving to press against the hand caressing it. Etho’s hand just kept moving, softly, carefully, making him feel so warm inside. A sound from the portal startled Grian, his wings suddenly flapping in panic, throwing Etho back. His wings glowed and then shrunk back into his body, his sweater mending itself hiding the feathery tattoo that was left behind on his skin. The portal did spit someone out a moment later, though not another Hermit, it was just a stupid pigman. Grian felt himself get disappointed at the fact that this thing had made them stop, only realising a moment later that he had wanted Etho to keep going.

Grian turned around slowly, eager to learn if his disappointment was mirrored on Etho’s face, but when he did, nobody was standing behind him anymore. Damn. He looked around, slightly panicked, but nobody was there anymore and so he hurriedly took out his communicator, frantically typing a message to send to Etho. He couldn’t have him tell the others. Nobody could know. It was troublesome enough that Etho had found out already.

Before he could send the message a soft hand touched his, stopping him from going on. He looked up into Etho’s face who had somehow reappeared in front of him once more. “I won’t tell anyone. We all have our secrets after all.” Etho paused for a moment, looking past Grian’s shoulders where the wings had been earlier. “They’re beautiful by the way. Very fitting for a man like you.”

“What-”, Grian started but just like that Etho disappeared for the final time. It took Grian all the way home to his base until he realised that Etho had not just complimented his wings but called him beautiful. Larry looked over towards him with much more annoyance than ever before when Grian let out a loud embarrassed squeal, his whole face turning bright red.

~*~

Grian was in trouble. He hadn’t planned on this happening. He had just tried to get away from the enemy and now he was sitting in a cave, holding his breath, hoping nobody would come in. He was half tempted to go deeper into the cave system to find a creeper lurking in the dark tunnels that killed him so he’d respawn. Even turning into a yellow life was better than his wings getting discovered.

He tried to push his magic inside them again, but once more a pain flared up in his left wing, making him cry out and stopping the magic. He tried to reach the arrow still stuck between the feathers, but the spot was way too close to his back. They had aimed for his heart after all. He was in so much trouble right now. They were still searching the area, he was pretty sure about it.

He couldn’t escape…. Not without help.

Grian took out his communicator, staring at Scar’s name. They had become really close lately, being neighbours and then getting thrown into this murderous game together and pairing up. Maybe it was time Scar knew about his secret. He was sure he could trust Scar with that. Scar would never betray him, right?

<Grian> Help me. I’m stuck in a cave. 2453/765

He hit the send button, blankly staring at his communicator. This had been stupid. A mistake. Why had he decided to do this? Why did he think he could trust him of all people right now? He should move away from the cave he had just given out the coordinates to. It was too dangerous even with the agreement they had.

He didn’t move.

He could hear steps get closer and hear voices in the distance.

“Check everywhere. He can’t have gotten far bleeding like that!”

Grian began shaking. He needed help. Ren couldn’t see him like that. Not now. Not when the games had gotten to him so much. What would he do with this knowledge when the red life had made him just as distorted as Scar.

When steps came closer Grian moved back a little, letting out a small whimper as his injured wing hit the cave’s wall.

A figure stepped through the entrance of the cave, looking at him directly. Grian could barely breathe, his wings moving to cover his body as he shrunk into the dark.

“There’s nobody here. The cave’s empty. No trace of Grian. Move on. I’ll go back to base to restock my food and then I’ll join you again.”

A confirmation was shouted and the voices got further and further away again. Only one pair of steps moved closer and closer, stopping right in front of him, a soft hand touching his wing, slowly moving it to the side until Grian’s face was no longer hidden behind it.

“Etho…”, Grian whispered, his wings fluttering a little at the relief he felt.

“I got your message”, Etho just stated, voice unreadable as he searched Grian’s face. “You do know we’re on opposing teams in this? Do you know how stupid and dangerous it was to send me your coordinates? What if I had betrayed you?”

Grian shrugged. He didn’t even know. He had just changed his mind at the last second, pulling up Etho’s chat instead of Scar’s. “I knew you wouldn’t if you saw me. I just knew. You promised to keep my secret. You promised.”

Etho nodded to confirm just his words and Grian breathed a sigh of relief, his muscles relaxing slightly. He hadn’t even realised how scared he had been that his trust in Etho might have been displaced.

“Why didn’t you just hide them? Like last time. They were gone pretty quickly without a trace.”

Instead of giving a reply, Grian just turned around slowly and the gasp he heard meant Etho had seen the problem. “The arrow Ren shot…”

“I was about to take off. Nobody here has an Elytra so I knew they wouldn’t be searching the sky and the forest was dense enough to hide me taking off. I didn’t expect Ren to shoot and hit in a situation like that. He sometimes acts so aloof, but he is a good fighter.”

A soft warm hand touched his injured wing and Grian let out a soft sigh. It still hurt like hell, but somehow this simple little touch made him feel better already. Just like the last time when Etho had caressed his wings.

“I’m- This will hurt. I need to pull it out.”

“Can’t hurt worse than being shot”, Grian said, a hint of amusement in his voice as he was making light of the situation they were in.

“I think I still have some shears in my inventory. Maybe I can cut it in half.”

Grian could hear the sound of the inventory being opened and after a moment an item materialised in Etho’s hands. He looked so hesitant with those shears, staring at the arrow, his free hand still absentmindedly tracing Grian’s wing.

“I won’t break. You’re not hurting me, the arrow is. Just do it.”

Etho seemed to be calmed slightly by his words and nodded, moving Grian’s body gently with a hand on his shoulder so he was standing with his side to the wall, his wing stretched out parallel to the wall, his other wing tucked in to give Etho some room with the arrow. A hand gently moved the feathers out of the way before putting the shears to the wood. He paused and then the shears closed down, snapping the wood in half. The vibration it sent through it and the wound made Grian whine as pain shot through the whole wing and his back.

“Sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“Not your fault”, Grian mumbled, trying to catch his breath. The worst part was still to come though he was really glad Etho had managed to cut the arrow or it might have been so much worse. “Get it out. I can do this.” Grian tried to sound brave, but it was kind of scary to anticipate pain, he clenched his hands to fists, trying to steel himself for what was coming. When the arrow started slowly moving forward it felt like fire was rushing through all of his nerves. He felt his muscles spasm without being able to stop it. The hand that had been so gentle on his wing now pressed against it, pressing it against the wall of the cave to stop it from moving. The pushing stopped as he could feel Etho become hesitant again.

“Stay strong. We’re getting there! I’ve seen you take worse”, Etho encouraged him and Grian let out a huff half in pain, half in amusement.

“You’ve been watching me, Mr. Ninja?”

Etho stopped for a moment and then chuckled. “I might have been. You’re… certainly interesting. Now… Take a deep breath. I’m gonna push it all the way through on the count of three. One, T-”

Before Etho had even finished the second count he pushed the arrow out. Grian screamed, his whole body shaking as waves of pain shot through him. He would have collapsed, had Etho not noticed his legs getting weak. He was caught by strong arms and both of them slowly slid to the ground. There were arms around him, a body pressed against his back and Grian leaned back a little, catching his breath.

“It’s out?”

“Yeah. You did well. I’m sorry. I thought it might be better to do it quickly after all. The slow way seemed to hurt worse.”

Grian just nodded.

“Can you move a little? I got some healing potion on me for emergencies. I feel like this counts as one, even though I don’t think this is what Martyn meant when he gave it to me. But oh well, what the king doesn’t know…”

Grian chuckled softly, still breathing heavily, but he still moved forward slightly, to give Etho access to his wings again. The warm hands were back on him once more, but again so soft, so gentle as they moved through the feathers.

“It’s sad. They looked so pretty in white.”

Grian huffed, smiling fondly. “I am capable of washing my wings, you know that?”

Etho just hummed. One hand moved back and a moment later it came back, coated in what must have been the potion. The moment the fingers touched his wound, Grian could feel the familiar healing magic entering him, knitting his skin together slowly but surely with each coat Etho applied. Grian’s eyes drifted shut. It felt so good. The gentle touch, the warm magic, the pain fading.

And then Etho started humming softly. It was a tune Grian didn’t recognize. It sounded so melancholic, filled with sadness and sorrow. Grian knew the wound had healed enough by now, but Etho didn’t stop caressing the slightly bent feathers and Grian didn’t stop him. There was a short pause, an inventory being opened and then a wet rag touched his feathers. They didn’t speak. Etho just kept humming as he carefully wiped the half dried blood from the feathers. After about the third repetition of the melody Grian joined in, quiet and uncertain. The humming stopped for a second and Grian was worried he had somehow destroyed whatever moment they had, but Etho started up again and Grian was pretty sure he could hear his smile in the melody even if that was impossible.

The hands on his wings moved away from the wound after a while, no longer wet, no longer cleaning, just moving along the feathers, carefully caressing them, setting them straight where they had been slightly ruffled.

Grian could have stayed like this in the cave forever and Etho didn’t seem any more inclined to move and get back outside. But they were in the middle of a war and time for peace and quiet wasn’t a luxury they had. A loud beep came from Grian’s communicator, making him falter and stop humming and when he took it out Etho stopped as well.

“It’s Scar… He’s worried. Ren might have taunted him a bit about me lying somewhere dying”, Grian gave a soft sigh as he smiled fondly at the message. For all the trouble Scar caused him, he was a good and caring man. Grian shot a quick message back, assuring his partner that everything was fine. That he was hiding and coming back soon. His only reply was a bunch of happy cheering faces that made him giggle quietly. He could just imagine the look on Scar’s face, lighting up with joy. The moment he had let out the sound, Etho’s hand twitched, moving away from his wing. Grian could barely hold back a disappointed noise. He just wished this moment could have lasted longer.

“Why did you message me? Why didn’t you call Scar. He’s your partner after all, not me.”

The question came out of the blue and it made Grian stop a moment, thinking about the reason Etho asked now and not earlier when he had come to the cave

“I knew you’d be close by. Ren was chasing me after all. Scar would have run in guns blazing. He’s on his red life. I can’t have him die trying to save me while I’m still on my green life…” He stopped, hesitant, but he felt like he had to be honest with Etho after the moment they had shared. “And I couldn’t let Scar see.”

He glanced over his shoulder and he could see the confusion in Etho’s eyes. “You haven’t told him yet?”

Grian just shook his head, almost feeling guilty that he kept holding on to this secret so badly. The Hermits wouldn’t shun him. They wouldn’t judge. They’d listen him out and nobody would ban him unlike in all those other worlds he had been in.

“Grian… You should tell him. It’s important to be honest in a relationship. If he finds out his lover has been hiding a secret like that…” The touch against his wings was hesitant now and he swore he could hear a hint of guilt and sadness in Etho’s voice. Though it was hard to focus on those emotions when what had been said caught up to his brain.

“Wait… His what?” Grian’s head whipped around once more, staring at the man behind him, mouth slightly agape.

Etho’s eyebrows knitted together, the confusion clear even when half his face was covered by a mask.

“Your lover. No need to hide it. Unlike your wings it is not a very well kept secret. Scar let it slip on accident that he had a secret relationship and you guys being mushy like that all the time… It was pretty obvious.”

Giran let out a laugh at that, his wings fluttering a little in amusement and he turned around, fully facing Etho now.

“We’re not. How could you ever think that was the case? Almost everybody back in Hermitcraft knows he’s dating Ren. They started flirting during the Civil War interviews. He’s just pretending it’s a huge secret in this world. It’s part of their little game here. I thought you’d know as well. You’re usually so observant. Their fighting is just over the top flirting. Ren even went red for Scar, so he wasn’t the only one, so he would have an enemy to have fun with. Me and Scar? No way.”

As he explained everything, he saw Etho’s cheeks turn the slightest hint of red. But there was something else. Something that looked akin to hope. Just a glint. A hint of something hidden. A secret kept behind a mask. Grian knew that feeling all too well. Gently, Grian lifted his hand, touching the fabric on Etho’s cheek, looking him right in the eyes as he took hold of the mask. He gave Etho every chance to move back and stop him. Etho didn’t, not even flinching.

Grian slowly pulled the fabric down, revealing soft lips he had never been before.

“Why? Why do you look at me like this?”, Grian just asked. He wasn’t even sure what he meant by this question. He couldn’t even put it into words what Etho’s face told him. The emotions were only stronger now that he could see the other’s mouth. And it was intriguing.

“I don’t know. I- I was over this. I thought. And yet I can’t forget that time in the shopping district when you landed in front of me like an angel. I thought you were with him. So I didn’t dare… I’m a loner. I’ve been for so long, ever since- it doesn’t matter now.”

Grian felt hesitant. He was pretty sure now, where this was going, but while he was so certain on what Etho was feeling he didn’t know about himself. What was he going to say? What would Etho want him to say?

Etho smiled softly as if reading his mind, leaning forward a bit and planting a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth. Before Grian’s brain had even registered the action, he had moved back again.

“I like you, Grian. I have for a while. But I think we both know this is not the right moment and certainly not the right place. After this is over… After we’re done and back home… Let me tell you properly and then you can give me an answer.”

Grian could feel his whole face heat up and somehow that heat spread down his body and into his wings. It was something he had never felt. His wings felt so warm and it was like his magic was vibrating inside.

Etho let out a chuckle, tilting his head to the side a little to look at his wings. “They do that when you‘re flustered, huh? Cute.” Grian looked to the side, following Etho‘s gaze to look at his wings where all his feathers had somehow fluffed up, all standing up ever so slightly, giving his wings a weird puffy look. It only made him blush a little more.

So instead of answering to Etho’s observation he gave an answer to his earlier statement. “I think… I‘d like that. When we‘re done. When this is all over.”

Etho nodded, leaning forward and Grian closed his eyes, somehow expecting another soft kiss, but instead a warm hand touched his wing again, gently bending some of the feathers back down. Grian didn't know whether to be disappointed about that or not.

“See you, little bird.”

When Grian opened his eyes, Etho was gone already. He had disappeared as always so quickly that Grian wondered if he possessed some sort of magic of his own.

Grian smiled softly, taking a deep breath. He almost didn‘t want to magic his wings away. He wanted to stay with the lingering feeling of Etho‘s touch. But still he slowly let his wings disappear, waiting as they slowly turned into nothing more but painted feathers on his skin.

Now more than ever he really wished that their game was already done. Because he knew that for the rest of their days in this world there would be nothing on his mind but that sweet chaste kiss they had shared. And he was pretty sure he already knew what answer he was going to give Etho when they met up back in Hermitcraft.

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