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“Aaaaah! Lookit all the newbie shoobies on the island~. Don’t just sit there playing in the sand! Too hot!

Unless you wants to make fun sandy castles!...

... Come swimming with Yoshi!” 

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Graphics of Yoshi

via reddit

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With a little squeak of surprise, Luigi promptly dropped the fairytale novel he had been reading and fell into a mini giggling fit while he squirmed under his beloved dinosaur’s curious snout. ❝H-Hey, bud, heehee– C’mon, that tickles!❞ While he protested in good nature, Luigi made no effort to stop Yoshi. He found this far too endearing and Luigi was pretty certain he knew what his pal had sniffed out.

    ❝Eheh, there’s-a no foolin’ that nose, huh, bud?❞ It saddened Luigi to have to let Yoshi down, even after he had cleared the entire house of every crumb, but he couldn’t help it. The plumber loved the dino! ❝Sorry, Yosh, that’s-a just the smell from-a the shampoo I use.❞

There was fresh fruit growing nearby in Luigi’s garden, including strawberries, but the plumber had to make sure his friend wouldn’t clear out his poor plants before taking him out.

Shampoo. With not a hair to speak of, the need for such false advertisement was as unnecessary as it was utterly devastating. “Oooooh...” His little whimper oozed from his shattered heart.

However, as he settled his chin lightly aboard Luigi’s fruity mat, despair pulling his eyes downward, he caught sight of a brand new distraction. His five second depression was immediately conquered by the lines on a page. Sure, he could hardly read them, but rainbows burst forth from his mind! For books meant only one thing.

“Ooooooh! Yay! Story time!!”

Unable to contain his excitement, Yoshi rushed to take the position of his youth! He scaled Luigi and the chair he had been reading in, then slithered down the front side like an eager snake! Stealing the book into a hug, he unfurled in Luigi’s lap and gazed upward at him with big beaming puppy dog eyes. These days, he was far too large to truly fit-- his legs hung off the edge of the chair and he clumsily supported his head. Still, he was adamant; he opened the book on his white tummy!

“Can you read it for Yoshi~?”  

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— giving a cold stare, waluigi raised a brow ( his curiosity risen with caution ), pondering what YOSHI, could possibly want with the lankier italian. “ wah’ do you wah-nt, can’t you-a see imma’ too tall to ride?? ” he exaggerated, raising his hands to distinguish their LARGE height difference.

whatever yoshi was ( the villain could care less ), he knew his purpose was to help mario around, and something to do with eggs, he recalled

Curiosity attracted the bubbly dinosaur, but that comment planted his boots to the ground. Innocent determination stared down (or technically, up) the gloved hand which emphasized the problem with size. Even so, Yoshi refused to be vexed-- he could carry any of his friends, any of them.

“Purple Twig Man is long, but he doesn’t look heavy. Yoshi can carry you! Hop on my back and see!”

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@mintycoo​

The Animal Crossing Course was the last in the kart tournament series, with a few candidates one win away from the trophy! Among those fighting for the gold was the chubby green rex himself! Whilst he still withheld his standard innocent smile, wiping down the front of his kart, watching a rival in the race, the mayor, pass him by did reveal a more devious side. Even Yoshi caved to the eagerness of competition sometime.

“Don’t worry, Mayorrrrr. My dust is de-wicious.”

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@greendreambro

Sniff-sniff. Hiff-hiff.

The Mario household was holding out on him. Though the day before he had cleared the pantry of every crumb, every morsel, a lingering scent continued to tickle his appetite. There was fruit, his nose swore to its presence. Yoshi’s little white tummy grumbled impatiently for it! So began his diligent quest to find the source of those hidden goodies!

His adventures ran him through Luigi’s garden, into the fridge, past a few pages of the plumber’s diary, and then right to his bedroom! His bouncing snout tracked with the expertise of a bloodhound, right to his dear parent’s back! That happy bulbous honker attached itself to his beloved stringbean’s head, pressing warm air to the poor guy’s neck with each sniff. It rolled up, up, until it met resistance against his friend’s cap. Promptly, he whisked the hat up and away before meeting with any connoisseur’s worst nightmare.

Fruit-scented shampoo.

“Mamaaaa...“ Clamping his paws against Luigi’s shoulders, he pressed his nostrils to his parent’s mane and put it through a whirlwind! “....Are you hiding strawberries in your hairs?”

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I’m gonna try and bring this little ole blog back for awhile. Hup-hup-hooray~. The e3 hype got to me. So if anyone out there wants a starter, go on and give this post a likey!

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I really love shyguys, they work so hard.

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——- ❛❛IMMA’ here now, everyone!!- 

      Your-a favorite Mar-io brotha’, WALUIGI! ❜❜

Yoo!! I heard these get out a little quicker but- Please give a like/reblog, if you’d wanna interact with a unironic RP SIDEBLOG of WALUIGI, from the Super Mario Bros? ASK OPEN!! Follows back from x

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Reblog if your muse has a nice butt

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[Mattpat voice] YOSHI IS ACTUALLY VEGAN?

Truth™

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Fluffy snow, here we go!

The bg is a little rushed because I was SO TIRED by the end of this but I’m glad to have finished something finally! -Obligatory joke about warm Milk-

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go fetch! 

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magxs:

@eggcentric liked for a starter! [X]

If there was one, one specific living entity that Kamek could, without shadow of doubt, say that he despised, that would be Yoshi. No, not all of the Yoshi kind, mind you - just one specific green annoyance that was once what one could consider a ‘leader’ of his bunch of dinosaur friends, leading them to attack the castle in the past in order to stop the magician’s plan of kidnapping the Star Children, and the proceeding to help Mario in his quest plenty of times, actively being a pain to deal with thanks to his ability to throw eggs with a sniper-like precision or literally eat even the weirdest of things.

So, there was no surprise that whenever Kamek had to step in his territory, the Yoshi island, he was far more than simply irritated. He despised every second of being it, a series of regrets and memories he wished to simply bag and hide into the darkest regions of his mind popping up every time he took a step in those green lands, the chance to meet that annoying green dinosaur growing second by second. Yet,he was on a mission, one to collect a few ingredients around here - a particular kind of mushroom, some hairs of the creatures known as ‘Fuzzy’ and, lastly, a few…melons, of all things, to bring back to the king and princes. A direct order he couldn’t go against, but given how disgruntled he looked, he knew that going anywhere close to those spherical fruits meant that he had an high chance to meet his Nemesis.

“…Let’s just hope he’s busy being a hero or something.” He whispered silently, walking into that forest in silence, having decided not to fly up in the sky in order not to be spotted and promptly shot down by an egg barrage.

Unfortunately for Kamek, one particular green nuisance had been informed of him before he even stepped forth into one of their less sacred groves.

Attack us once, shame on you. Attack us twice, shame on us. The magikoopa carried with him a bright red beckon, an image that immediately alerted every color in the reptilian rainbow of his presence. That entire spectrum circled green, requesting... nay, demanding he greet their visitor before the fabric of their island was pulled apart. AGAIN. While it was not the day on the beach Yoshi had planned, he dutifully accepted. Where once a soft footfall left its indent, a boot reclaimed the soil.

Thus began a common scene: the stalking. Yoshi did not rush, but rather walked the same path as Kamek, eyes centered on the crooked curl of the lackey’s hat. His smile was plain, innocent-- the look in his eye however was not. It was cautious, daring almost. It spoke the words no dinosaur had ever once said: You’re not welcome here.

This was their sole interaction for a good few minutes of the journey. Kamek had likely noticed he was being followed, but the lifeguard did not provoke him. At least not until they reached a bend, one leading to an area of the woods famous for those intoxicating little fluff balls: Fuzzies. While the warlock had done little to earn his concern, Yoshi couldn’t let him simply walk in there and become slave to their addictive grip! That was when he finally turned his walk into a jog, swooping around and placing himself between the old man and his chosen path.

“Oh! Oh! Not this way!” Accompanying his warning was one nervous laugh. “That’s the Dizzy Woods! If you’s go in there, you won’t come ba-- ....”

Temptation knocked. Yoshi, however, proved too kind to answer, resuming his speech after a contemplative silence.

“You’s won’t come back! Not without helps anyway.”

Of Eggs and Magic.

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"So. Heard that you guys were fans of these!' Slam! Upon a tree stump would be a fresh procured watermelon, an offering to the companion that held an appetite he couldn't fathom. "You'll need all the energy you can get. So eat up!"

“H-hubba bubba...!”

It’s been seven minutes, thirty-six second, and nine-hundred-thirty-two milliseconds since Yoshi was granted an opportunity for a watermelon binge. In dinosaur time, this is seven minutes too many to be deprived.

The hunter pounced aboard his prey, tackling the fruit off the stump and performing a somersault so that he landed flat on his back, prize cradled in his arm. It was squeezed like a precious teddy, his soon to be eaten baby.

“Thankies, Lonk! You da bess’! You...”

Wait, what did Link say? Their journeys together had been strictly combative, a time filled with long-walks, fighting, and enough explosions to make Micheal Bay maybe blink. He was almost afraid to ask, but it does inevitably come up.

“... Why does Yoshi need energy today?”