#Coconut Point Mall

[faultyhands]

they closed the barnes and nobles i grew up goin to

[upsidedizzy]

story behind this audio: i was on the tf2 wiki, clicking random page, as one does on a wiki, when i landed on the item called "texas half-pants." this item has a voice line at the top of its wiki page. there is a link that says "click to listen" to this audio clip, which i assumed would bring up an audio player or at least take me to a separate page to listen to the audio in my browser. instead, it automatically downloaded the sound clip to my computer. i was laughing at this, saying, "this is on my computer now, great," and i clicked on the file to open it, thinking it would play it in whatever media player i had set as default. it did play…but apparently my default music player was set to itunes. so it opened itunes, added the clip to my itunes library, played the clip, and THEN started playing the next song in the queue, which was coconut mall from mario kart wii. so this is what i experienced just now.

[ask-marios-apprentice]

RRRURRURURURUURR

*Translation: We are disabling the mini warp pipes to the human world as we wait for them to be dismantled by the professionals, just following orders! Also we have been an independent nation for a couple years now. General got fed up with mistreatment of shy guys and led a revolution. Were still setting up a main settlement but were getting there!*

-Slurp Guy

Most earth warps are in Warp Org Facilities.

Also I don't think that we're going to cut off ties to Earth completely. It's just that we want to be more presentable and not in a panic when we reveal to Earth that the Mushroom Kingdom and panko exists.

Also mistreatment of shy guys?

I mean there are prejudiced jerks out there who obviously need to find something better to do and realize that they are wrong.

But Really. There was enough of a group of people to start a nation of people

I mean Queen Okra (Princess Peach's Late mother) had a shy guy as the head of her royal guard. Joana the mighty. she was a powerhouse.

I used some of her training cassettes even.

Also, how many of you are there. is it just shy guys? Are there other species?

I know there are not just shy guys. Heath Baron is famously known for living on top of the Coconut mall since his first juice bar was located there. I got coffee from a Shy guy at the cashier at Burger Sync. And the Mayor of Castle Town is a shy guy.

[temporarypenintraining]

ya'll they were RIGHT about this Coconut Mall writing hack. I just did like 10 paragraphs for an assignment I've been putting off for weeks!

[eideticboywonder]

─── ̩̩͙✩ sweet like honey, part i ; steve harrington

summary — all it took was a smile from you to bring steve harrington to his knees.

pairing — fem!reader x steve harrington

warning(s) — use of she/her pronouns, love at first sight, lovestruck steve, just sweet fluff :)

word count —  2,312

The interaction only lasted mere seconds, but Steve had every single detail forever ingrained in his mind.

It was a dreary morning, unusually chilly for early summer. The newly opened Starcourt Mall, not yet abuzz with the newly released children and teens of Hawkins, echoed with the rain beating against the glass roof. Steve, who’d just rushed in from his car donning only the ridiculous navy Scoops Ahoy uniform, ran his hand through his once perfectly styled hair, now slightly undone by the wetness in an attempt to fix it. He flicked droplets from his arms as he walked toward the ice cream shop, muttering in irritation under his breath as he went. 

That is, until he felt a light hand on his back and turned to find you behind him. He stopped cold, every drop of annoyance previously flooding his system vanishing. The world around the two of you dulled, every person, each sound fading away until there was only you.

You had been wearing the dark maroon vest of your movie theater work attire and black formal pants that hugged the curves of you just right. Even with your hair pulled back, damp from the weather, the coconut of your shampoo married with the vanilla of your perfume infiltrated his senses. 

“Sorry, I just—” Your voice dripped with a honey so sweet, so hypnotic Steve’s brain momentarily short circuited. He couldn’t even register his keys in your grasp, he was too focused on your eyes; he didn’t know it was possible for eyes to be that beautiful until he’d looked into yours. “You dropped these.”

The shy smile gracing your lips made his heart skip, then leap into his throat when your fingers grazed his as you handed him his keys. Your touch was warm against the chill in the air, and he hoped the flush rising in his cheeks could be disguised by the crisp temperature. 

Realizing he hadn’t yet spoken a word, Steve finally managed to get out a “Thanks.” before you offered one last knee weakening smile and brushed past him, presumably continuing on your way to the theater. 

He stood there for a second with his hand still held out, his brain slowly thawing. By the time he’d finished buffering and turned to call after you and ask your name, you were already too far to go after without looking like a creep. 

That was it. The “king” of Hawkins High brought down by a smile and six quiet words.

Steve told himself he’d go find you on his break, properly thank you and at least get your name (which he had no doubt would become his favorite the second he learned it). But when his break came, he made it no further than the threshold into Scoops before his stomach quickly filled with anxious butterflies, preventing him from going any further. 

Robin, of course, didn't miss the chance to give him shit about it. “You all there, Harrington? You look like you're gonna yack all over my clean floor.”

He rolled his eyes, dropping into one of the cold metal chairs. “I’m fine, your precious floor is safe.”

Her brows furrowed, leaning over the window separating the break room from the front of the store. “Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you? You haven’t been nearly as annoying as you usually are. It’s kinda freaking me out.”

“First of all, thanks for that.”

“You're very welcome.”

Steve gave a pointed glare, not even bothering to lift his arm from the table as he offers a lazy middle finger with a tight quirk of his lips. “Second of all, I said I’m fine, alright? I’m totally, one hundred percent fine.”

“Yeah, ‘cause that was just so very convincing, Harrington. If you ever had any aspirations to go into acting, I’d give up and stick to slinging ice cream.”

His second attempt occurred that day after Steve’s shift, even made it all the way to the theater this time. However, as soon as his eyes found you behind the counter helping a mother and her daughter, the warmth emanating from that damn smile of yours turned his legs into jelly, effectively putting an end to his movements. His mouth felt dry, whatever words he’d previously been able to come up with dissipating completely as he became helpless to do anything but stare. 

Then, just as you’d finished handing the little girl her popcorn, your head began to turn in his direction, triggering his legs to finally move once more… but in the opposite direction.

What the hell was wrong with him? Getting tongue tied over a girl? Steve Harrington always knows what to say, the perfect line or simple look to turn women into putty in his hands. And yet, somehow, you’d achieved the impossible by simply existing. 

In the days that followed, in addition to work, Steve suddenly saw you everywhere, his subconscious seeking you at every turn. 

At the arcade the following night when he dropped the kids at Dustin’s insistence. You’d been coming out as they went in, laughing with another girl, arms linked; your hair flowed freely this time, dressed casually in jeans and a hoodie that looked a little too big, unencumbered by workplace regulations. Even in the dim light from the arcade, your smile pulled Steve in. Your laugh, light and contagious, quickened his pulse and sent pleasant goosebumps down his spine. (He didn’t know it then but he’d spend the rest of his life trying to elicit that angelic sound from you as often as he could.) 

The community pool for the official summer opening that weekend. Steve had to work that day, so he didn’t arrive until the late afternoon. Whereas you’d been there almost all day to appease your best friend’s desire to ogle the lifeguards, so by the time he arrived the several sun exposure and energy spent in the water had you drained. 

This time, Steve came across you passed out alone in one of the reclining pool chairs on his way to the bathroom. You were positioned laying on your side, curled into yourself with your wrist tucked under your chin. A bright pink and blue beach towel was draped over your not completely covered body, contouring to your shape. Your brow is creased, a slight frown pulling on your lips. He mirrored it, wondering what could be troubling that beautiful head of yours. A breeze blows over you then, making you shiver a little and shift, which reveals the top of your white bikini peeking from under the towel. 

A deep crimson that worsened as you adjusted again spread across his flustered face, eyes wide and lips parted, and immediately averted his gaze out of respect. Steve’s eyes land on one of the white towels provided by the pool sprawled across the empty chair to the left of you. He grabbed it, feeling the residual heat from the sun before leaning forward to place it over you as added protection and warmth.

Once you were covered anew, your still sleeping face relaxes; brows unfurrow, frown receding to a more peaceful appearance. He was helpless to the soft smile that took hold as he observed you, so enchanting even unconscious. Then, before he can start to feel too much like a creep, Steve continued on his original path to the locker rooms, throwing one last glance over his shoulder.

Then again, a few days later at the grocery store. Steve’s father, as a part of the whole “teaching him to be responsible” thing after not being accepted into a college, told him he needed to learn how to shop for himself with the money earned from Scoops instead of relying on his mother. He was standing in the frozen aisle, surveying his pizza options when he heard it— that voice dripping in honey he knew could only belong to you. 

“Come on, we’ve been working hard all week. We deserve a sweet treat, I refuse to take no for an answer.”

His eyes snapped in the direction it came from and landed on you at the opposite end of the aisle where the ice cream was displayed. You stood with your arms hugging yourself, the t-shirt you wore clearly not enough to shield you from the chill coming off the freezers. You craned your neck to look at the options on the upper shelves, chewing at the corner of your bottom lip in thought. Too entranced by the sight of you, Steve didn’t notice the guy with you until you pointed at something out of your reach and he opened the freezer to grab it for you. You smiled at him in thanks as he handed you the pint of ice cream, and a tinge of disappointment pinged at Steve’s chest. 

Shaking his head, Steve grabbed a random box to throw in his cart, turned and walked away as he pushed the feeling aside. He had no reason to be jealous— he didn’t even know your name yet. 

Even still, whenever he went back to work, he found himself frequently glancing up and out from behind the ice cream counter or as he wiped tables. Each time he caught a glimpse of you effecting him all the same. Until one night you’d looked over as he was sweeping through the lobby at closing, gaze locking with his. Recognizing him as the cute, shy guy you’d helped the week prior (and have noticed numerous times since), you flashed him a smile and offered a small wave. 

He wasn’t ready for this— heat crept into his face, tinting it an adorable shade of pink, which only deepened when he tripped over the broom he was holding, sending the dustpan beside it and its contents sprawling. Just great.

You giggle, finding the whole thing endearing, covering your grin with your hand as you approach him. “Are you okay?” 

Steve does his best to avoid your eyes, knowing it would further the embarrassment and complicate his ability to think coherently. “I mean, if you classify my apparent inability to walk and operate a broom at the same time as ‘okay’, I’m doing fantastic.”

“I don’t know, I think walking and sweeping is a pretty tough skill to learn and yet, you just made it look so easy.” 

“Ha ha,” He rolls his eyes, his sarcasm playful. “You're a real comedian.”

“Why, thank you for noticing, uh…” You trail off, becoming aware you're missing a key piece of information. “I actually didn’t catch your name the other day, I was in such a rush. You know, with the keys, and the rain.”

He finally lifts his eyes from the the cleaning supplies in hand to meet yours, the now all too familiar sensation of butterflies and brain fog washing over him. “Trust me, I remember.”

Little does he know the honey brown warmth in his are having the same effect on you, your breath hitching in your throat and pulse racing. The corners of your mouth instinctively curl as you look up at him, admiring the scattered moles adorning his beautiful face, the way his shaggy hair falls just so against his forehead. Your eyes trace a path from his pink lips back up to his, a shiver travelling down your spine at the way he’s looking at you; no one has ever looked at you this way, like you’re the most precious thing they’ve ever seen.

It’s then that Steve seems to realize he hasn’t responded to your original inquiry. “Oh, um, Steve. Steve is my name, by the way. Since you… asked.”

“Well, Steve,” His name has never sounded so melodic coming from anyone else’s lips. “It’s nice to finally be able to put a name to my accidental stalker.”

“Oh, I wasn’t—”

“Relax,” Your brief touch on his forearm meant to be an act of assurance lights his skin on fire. “It’s not like there are that many places to go in Hawkins. There’s bound to be some overlap.”

“Actually, I was thinking Hawkins must be bigger than I thought if I never noticed you before.”

“You know what they say. ‘Sometimes you never really know what you’re missing until it’s right in front of you’, right?” The eye contact holds for a silent beat, the air crackling. Neither of you are aware the same delicate expression of adoration on your face is reflected in the other’s, shown in the near identical adoring grins faintly toying on your lips. Your eyes catch the clock hanging on the wall behind him, trying not to let your disappointment at the time show too much as you start to back away. “Shit, I have to go. My ride’s waiting. To be continued.”

“Wait,” You pause, facing him just outside the store; he almost forgets what he was going to ask as his eyes meet yours again. “Do I get to know your name?”

“A week hasn’t been long enough, stalker?” The mischievous glint in your eye paired with your teasing tone and amused grin feels like you’ve known each other a lifetime, warm and familiar, and he wants to stay in it forever. “When you finally do find it, let me know. Just don’t take too long because I might have a new, more motivated stalker to take your place by then.”

Then you’re gone, leaving Steve reeling in the remnants of coconut and vanilla tainted with popcorn left behind. He’s temporarily dazed, almost certain that what just occurred was nothing more than a dream (which wouldn’t be far fetched, you’d made several appearances in his sleep since that fateful day). He kicks himself for not just talking to you sooner, already impatiently awaiting your next encounter. 

Still, there's no stopping the stupid, lovestruck smile that remains on his face the rest of the night. All because of you. 

[corporatefrog]

╭₊˚ ๑︰Playing Mario Kart with Team Stan [headcannon + oneshot]

✧.* tags: college au

✧.* Characters: stan marsh, kenny mccormick, kyle broflovski, butters scotch

a/n: i love mario kart so much. I'm kind of awesome at it not to brag or anything (literally no lmaoo) I usually play luigi with the sports bike but I'd probably play dry bones if he was taken

masterlist

Kenny plays Dry Bones or Shy Guy

Kyle plays Toad or Luigi

Stan plays Yoshi or like the male villager 

Butters plays Rosalina (ofc. She’s the best one fr) or fucking baby peach

“Butters why the fuck are you playing as baby peach. No one is playing peach. You can be regular peach.”

“But she’s just a lil fella going through the world!” 

“SHE LEGALLY CANNOT DRIVE”

Yall make your own grand prix with electrodome, music park, maple treeway, and super bell subway (coconut mall if you’re playing the Wii version)

Loser of each grand prix switches out and you keep racking up points until the end of the night

LOTS of smack talk

Through the open window of the upstairs bedroom of the Marsh house on Tegridy Farms, a war brewed. The sounds flowing out the window stood in stark contrast to the peaceful night. A silent breeze rustled the budding cannabis plants, a soft movement that seemed to snap in the other direction as a wave of shouts pushed against the calm wind. 

“Good to know Stan’s still in last place where he belongs” 

“Well at least I’m not Kenny who needs an extra lightweight character to be farther than 6th”

Zooming into the room, a chaotic scene stood in stark contrast to the peaceful night. Various bags of chips scattered Cheeto and Dorito crumbs across the ground to be pulverized into the rug by sock covered feet. A hand pushed aside one of the bags, sending another wave of crumbs onto the ground as they reached for a can of soda. 

Kenny lifted the can to his lips. He drank with one hand angled to the side of his face to keep his eyes on the television screen. Finishing the drink with a loud sigh, he returned the drink to the ground to refocus his attention on the game. And on shit talking Stan. 

“Sorry I don’t listen to people who still drink Svedka.” He remarked, leaning his shoulder to the side as the cart with Dry Bones drifted around a corner. The trial of the cart sparked orange then purple as the speed boost charged. Dry Bones shot forward once the curve ended and pulled ahead of the NPC Bowser kart. 

“That’s rich coming from someone who chugged a week old borg with mountain dew and pinot.” Stan retorted. 

I gasped from my spot on the bed, attention breaking slightly to give Kenny a disgusted look, “Ew dude! Why the fuck did you do that?” I asked despite knowing the answer. There’s only one person who would make Kenny do something stupid like that. The one person who hasn’t been invited to the monthly Mario Kart tournaments in years because he’s a stupid idiot bozo.

“Cartman bet me $50 I couldn’t do it without puking-” Kenny’s response shifted tone as a red shell sent his cart flying off the end of the track “HEY WHAT THE FUCK KYLE! I WAS ALMOST WINNING!” He shouted as the perpetrator snickered on the floor. 

“Yeah, because 4th place is winning- god dammit!” Kyle cursed as his own cart slipped on a banana peel. My character threw a fist in the air to cheer the successful sabotage. 

“I really don’t know why you guys care so much about what place you get,” I mused as my kart pulled across the finish line, the large 1st Place symbol in the corner of my screen announcing the victory, “You’ll never be able to beat a god anyway.” A comical evil laugh boomed from my mouth, my arms raising to the sky as though calling upon the heavens to thank for my continuous win streak. 

Butters jumped up from the beanbag to add another 15 points to my total bringing it to a strong 45 after I’d won the two races prior. 

“I literally sent three blue shells at you. How the fuck did you still win?” Stan complained as he fell back against the bed, control dangling loosely from the wrist strap wrapped around his hand. 

Butters jumped in with a finger raised, “Oh well that’s because they look on the reddit forums during our philosophy class-” I leapt from my spot, rushing to reach Butters before he revealed my secret. My hand covered his mouth as I gave him a pointed ‘don’t you even think about it’ look. 

Turning back to the group with a shaky laugh, I waved off what Butters had almost said. “A Mario Kart god never reveals their secrets. Can’t have the mortals trying techniques they can’t master.” I gave Butters a pat on the shoulder, adding a warning squeeze before returning to my remote. Love the guy but he’s going to be the death of me one day, I swear. 

“Yeah, yeah” Kenny rolled his eyes, “I was just warming up anyway.” He stretched his arms above his head with an over exaggerated yawn. Grabbing his remote in one hand and a soda can in the other, he readied himself for the final race of the first round. 

“Okay? Then get better already? I’m hoping for a little bit of competition this time. Stan might even beat you if you keep racing like shit.” I snapped back at him with a wicked grin. A middle finger pointed my way came from Stan alongside some grumbled comebacks that weren’t loud enough to be heard. 

We all readed ourselves for the final tack, hearts racing in sync as the counter ticked down

3…

I hovered my finger over the accelerator. Not yet.

2…

Four fingers simultaneously pushed down on the controller as wheels spun in place on the screen.

1…

Butters gripped the whiteboard marker in his seat, falling victim to the infectious adrenaline of the room. 

GO!

And we were off.

[pjunicornart]

The Robinsons and Mario Kart Wii

Floating around Tumblr now is the headcanon that the Robinsons are a Nintendo household. I agree! So I'm gonna share something I've had written down in a notebook for a while now: What each Robinson mains in MKWii!

Why MKWii and not MK8? Because MK8 is painfully average and boring. Where's the jank? The standalone mini turbos? The busted stats? THE PROPER INSIDE DRIFT?! Everything in MK8 is balanced and boring. Therefore, no competition. MKWii is chaos, and therefore perfect for a Robinson game night!

Because I'm extra, as well as including their favorite characters to play, I will also include: Preferred vehicle, fav track, and fav OST. Plus a little paragraph of how they play. Listen, MKWii was one of my hyperfixations when I was little. I know this game by the back of my hand. LET'S GET INTO THIS!

Bud - Koopa Troopa: Standard Bike S Fav Track: Koopa Cape Fav OST: Koopa Cape (Pipe) - He's not the best at the game by a long shot, but he'll play it for the grandbaby. At least he gets the chance to play on his favorite track from when Neil would want to play with him back in the day.

Lucille - Toadette: Mini Beast Fav Track: DS Yoshi Falls Fav OST: N64 Sherbet Land - Same point for Bud can be said about Lucille. The Sherbet Land OST reminds her of her first Christmas with Neil.

Fritz/Petunia - Daisy: Wild Wing Fav Track: N64 Mario Raceway Fav OST: No Trophy For You! - Beginner level skills. Fritz plays for fun, but Petunia plays for competition! Daisy reminds him of her.

Laszlo - Baby Luigi: Jet Bubble Fav Track: Coconut Mall Fav OST: Coconut Mall - Intermediate level of skills. He can perform some easy shortcuts, like the Mushroom Gorge and DK Summit gap jumps. He also holds the opinion that Coconut Mall is the GOAT. He's not wrong.

Tallulah - Rosalina: Honeycoupe Fav Track: Moonview Highway Fav OST: Daisy Circuit - Casual player with an intermediate level of skills. She can perform certain shortcuts, she just doesn't because she's not overly competitive... unless she's playing against Laszlo.

Joe - Birdo: Classic Dragster Fav Track: DS Delfino Square Fav OST: DS Peach Gardens - Purely casual player. However, he might secretly get a leg up on you in the race. Why? He's lucky with the item RNG.

Billie - Dry Bones: Tiny Titan Fav Track: Wario's Gold Mine Fav OST: DK Summit - Competitive casual type. She is in it to win most of the time, but she's the type to not really want to improve her skills.

Gaston - Waluigi: Wario Bike Fac Track: GCN Waluigi Stadium Fav OST: GCN Waluigi Stadium - Speed is key for him, and he loves all the tracks where he can go ham and perform a bunch of tricks. Speed is his key, but he doesn't have the knowledge of which character and kart combos will allow him to gain that speed.

Art - Toad: Blue Falcon Fav Track: Rainbow Road Fav OST: Online Boss Theme - Back in MKWii's hay day, he played all of the online content. Like the boss battles and competitive races. It's because of this that he has knowledge of all the tips of the trade.

Carl - Baby Mario: Bullet Bike Fav Track: Mushroom Gorge Fav OST: Block Plaza - Really only plays it when Wilbur wants him to. He's programmed to be a decent challenger. So... not like the CPUs in the game, lol. Even in Mirror Mode, the CPUs are a joke.

Spike/Dmitri - Diddy Kong: Dolphin Dasher Fav Track: Moo Moo Meadows Fav OST: N64 DK's Jungle Parkway - They don't play often, which is why they tend to stick to the easier cups and engine classes.

Wilbur - Bowser Jr.: Sneakster Fav Track: Bowser's Castle Fav OST: Maple Treeway - He's made it his life mission to upstage his father in skill. Good luck to him, because Neil knows the ultra shortcuts and all of the hidden stats.

Franny - Yoshi: Wild Wing Fav Track: GCN Peach Beach Fav OST: Maple Treeway - Keeps it casual when asked. But otherwise? You're going down. Her weakness is the jankiness of the game.

Cornelius - Mario: Mach Bike Fav Track: Rainbow Road Fav OST: Rainbow Road - The master of jank. He can perform ultra shortcuts like the Grumble Volcano rock hop/respawn glitch and the Mushroom Gorge cliff ride. He's beaten every fast staff ghost. He's got the item RNG on lock. He has no respect for the key checkpoints. He knows which bikes to use and what characters are best. He shows no mercy. Side note - The RR OST gives him an eargasm every time with its nods to Super Mario Galaxy (his favorite Mario game).

[iamanerd1]

Okay I’m just now realizing I might have attended the best drag show ever put on two days ago, but I was not in a state to process it at that time so anyway here’s a recap

I need you all to know this happened on a Tuesday night (that just happened to be my birthday)

First notable performance was of a Queen in clown drag preforming to a slow song about a baby and she was carrying a bundle in her arms. Halfway through the song the beat picked up and she revealed that the baby had a picture of JK Rowling plastered onto and she started throwing it around and preforming WWE wresting moves to THUNDEROUS applause

(This is also the Queen who I learned later is the new roommate of someone I know from university)

A queen preformed to nature sounds and bird song, interrupted intermittently by house music

There was a queen who did a Edna Mode cosplay and entered doing the duckwalk, that transformed into a performance of Guess by Charli xcx

Idk which Queen had this as a part of her set but at some point the audio from Snapcube’s Sonic Fandub of the callout post about Shadow the hedgehog’s dick starting playing and I don’t remember this very well cause I stared screaming

There was a lovely performance of Red Means I Love You by a Queen who was 1) fat and 2) had a prop where she pretended to rip out her organs and draped them around herself

A performance of pink pony girl but specially the plankton version of it because the queen came out in full plankton cosplay

The host queen, after realizing how ridiculous the set has been so far asked for a stupid song (I yelled out for the theme song to Sofia the First but she didn’t know that one)

The host queen felt me up to the tune of Coconut Mall from the Mario Kart soundtrack

[deliveryclan]

Mallow Clowder - The Inventive

(credits to @/bonefall, @/rippleclan and @/salt-clangen for inspirations)

Also - I don't want to lock them all in a specific climate, so if appearance of some trees or herbs or prey doesn't make sense, then that's why. The only rule I have is no actual tropical fruits/vegetables like bananas or coconuts. For the most part, I put stuff that grows in my country (Poland) because that's what I'm most familiar with.

Intro

Mallow Clowder was established around the same time as Oat Clowder, after the split in the original group. As both places (Oat's parol and Mallow's store) were plagued with bizarre occurrences, at first the Clowders were treated as one, until eventually an agreement was reached and border set between the two places. They first called themselves 'Mallows', despite the camp being just called 'a mall', after their first manager, Wilted Mallow. After the borders were put in the place, they first renamed themselves into Mall Clowder, before agreeing to turn it into 'Mallow Clowder'.

Even the modern Mallow cats are respectful to their history and how much they share it with Oat Clowder. Some joke that they are sister clowders, separated only by borders set by their ancestors, but they still agree that they are different enough to stay separate.

Background

Mallow Clowder is well known for their inventions and seasonal marketplace, letting cats around to trade with creatures beyond their borders and enjoy more 'exotic' products. Their camp is also the biggest, able to house dozens of cats - but the downside is that they are plagued by strange occurrences, and many cats die attacked by abominations lurking within.

They are most peaceful among all clowders, extending their hospitality to the Trading Villages on the north, ensuring that everyone around have somewhat equal access to rare tools, herbs and food. They are trying to avoid outside conflict as much possible, given how much trouble they are having within their camp, since the dawn of times. Due to this, they feel sense of kinship with Oat Clowder, as they are also plagued by abominations within their own camp, and they share horror-stories. Other clowders, especially Ferrets, think they are too soft on their neighbor and that it will cost them in the future once the problem is dealt with, but for now, both sides appreciate the peace and kinship.

They are known for being very imaginative and hardworking, to the point of overworking themselves. Due to the amount of time and work they are putting into manufacturing tools, for both everyday use and for disabled creatures (which they have the highest amount of, due to how common injuries are in both their normal work and when dealing with monsters), they often don't put as much effort into hunting prey or patrolling borders. They are still great fighters, due to the dangers within the building, but they are very poor hunters. As such, they rely heavily on food trades from other clowders (especially, no surprise, from Oat Clowder).

To other clowders, they also tend to come off as 'boring' and 'monotonous'. Despite being inventive, they are generally very work-oriented, making for poor everyday communication and small-talks, and somewhat socially awkward. Not as emotionally constipated as Ferret Clowder, but nowhere near as tight-knit as Sweet Clowder, they seem to be perfectly content among one another, rather than mingle with other cats. The amount of Oat-Mallow romances and litters is still insanely high, however.

Territory and Camp

Mallow Clowder's territory is mostly made of plains, with sparse amount of trees, but high density of burrows and underground tunnels. It offers very little to no cover and shade, but it still provides wide array of herbs, bushes and prey, as well as open space.

Their camp is one, big building, although not all parts of it are safe and some can be accessed only under certain circumstances. It's also very dangerous to exit the living quarters and most of leisure area at night, as the abominations inhibiting the camp as well become way more active during the night hours.

Attached to the building are two separate storages, where they keep spare tools and materials.

Each floor of their camp is separated into their own zones. Both the top floor and the most bottom one are restricted, only cleaners and strongest members are allowed to enter.

Living quarters have plenty of rooms where cats live in, six cats per room. Leisure floor contains variety of rooms, including nurse's office and sick-bay, nursery, kitchen and library. Workshops is where most cats work and train, and meeting areas are always open for creatures from outside to visit.

Outside, middle part, is where the manager calls a meeting, but also a safe outside area for cats to hang out. It contains a water fountain and small herb patches for the nurses to quickly restock.

The basement also act like a storage, but also partially as a morgue, before the dead bodies are ready to be properly buried at their graveyard.

(The camp and floors. | The camp from bird's eye view.)

Resources and Trade

Unlike other Clowders, they don't offer food in trade, but instead they offer wide variety of utility tools and anything that could be helpful. Some require a lot resources from other clowders in return, given how much Mallow cats have to use themselves to make certain tools, but they are always willing to lend a helping paw when asked - especially when it comes to disabled cats who need tools to move around.

Accessories

(Manager and Vice-manager's vest. | Cleaner's cover. | Generic mechanic/engineer outfit.)

(The colors can vary from member to member.)

Code and Faith

Just like Sweet Clowder, they don't have a solid, lengthy code. Each role however have a specific set of rules they need to follow to make sure everything within the clowder flows properly. Mechanics are expected to make only high quality tools and make sure all of them are working as their should. Engineers aren't allowed to design tools specifically for harming others (this doesn't include actual weapons, it's about traps), or for their own gain. Cleansers must report everything they see and do during their shifts and under no circumstances leave one another alone in heat of battle, or let an abomination escape. Traders must report every trade and maintain proper relations with other groups, as well as make sure the trade is fair for all parties involved.

Breaking the rules vary in punishments, depending on the severity. Most of the time, the harshest punishment is demoting from the position.

Despite having cats from other parts of the territory, they are noticeably the least religious of all clowders. They don't openly discourage cats from practicing their respective faiths, but they are open about their disdain and the belief that there are no Higher Beings - if they were, would they really allow this curse to torment their and Oat Clowder? It puts them at odds with more religious creatures, but there are no further repercussions from practicing any faith.

Neighbors and Relations

Mallow Clowder shares borders with Oat Clowder, Ferret Clowder and City of Andromedae.

The border with Oat Clowder is at the slope that connects both territories. It's where the forest portion of Oat territory ends and Mallow plains begin. Oat cats mark their side on top and often announce themselves, in case a Mallow patrol is below, just to avoid.. accidents.

The one with Ferret Clowder is the road between their territories. Usually they just mark their opposite sides of the road, as the road itself and bridge are treated as neutral territories.

Border with the City is a spot few feet away from the City's walls. They agreed on having some neutral stretch between each other, despite City cats trespassing very frequently, for variety of reasons.

Oat-Mallow relations are most positive among all four clowders. For the longest they were considered one group, but eventually they split into two, but remained very close. They both share experiences with dealing with abominations, and trade the most. Cross-clowder relationships between Oat and Mallow cats are also most common, and it's not unheard of of the cats swap between those two clowders. Both groups are doing their best to remain on positive terms, not wanting to lose such valuable ally.

Ferret-Mallow relations are noticeably tense, due to their clashing lifestyles and Mallow cats not being particularly religious. But they do have a common enemy in the form of Andromedae cats.

Sweet-Mallow relations are mostly neutral, even if they do perform trades from time to time.

Relations between Mallow Clowder and Trading Villages are mostly positive, and both sides are working on upholding them. Mallow Clowder hosts seasonal marketplace, allowing the Village creatures to set up their stalls and trade with other groups. Mallow Clowder is the first to receive resources from the Villages as the result and are allowed to redistribute them themselves.

The relations with the City are pretty tense, and even hostile at times. City cats trespass onto their territory quite a lot, either to hunt or gather herbs, but some get pretty bold and attack any passing Mallow patrol, including younger cats. Rumors fly around the Andromedae is kidnapping cats from Mallow Clowder (and potentially other clowders as well) to boost their numbers (and freshen up the blood), but any City cat asked will deny such claims.

Roles and Important Names

Manager - Is the cat leading the clowder and making most of the major decisions, as well as representing it in front of other creatures and groups.

Vice-manager - Is manager's right-paw and closest advisor. They will become the next manager when the previous one dies or leaves. They are responsible for making schedules for every cat and rank, as well as supervising their work and trainees training, assessing whether or not they are ready to graduate or not. They also receive reports and complaints from other ranks, and decides whether or not they are serious enough to handle themselves or to inform manager.

Nurse - Are cats who take care of the sick and injured, and given how much stuff happens in the clowder, they have paws full almost all the time. Injuries caused by machinery or the abominations are very common, and they are known best for being able to remove limbs, set smashed bones and stitch cats back together with incredible care and precision. They are working on making medicine that works for more kinds of sickness, but given how many herbs and resources it might take, they are currently only testing it in their own group. Also all cats are required to learn basics about herbs and taking care of the wounds, to make their job easier.

Mechanic - They are cats that do most work around the camp and making sure all the equipment is working as intended, as well as making new ones (for both the clowder and for trade). Given how demanding their job is, they are usually excused from border patrols and hunting, unless they are limited amount of cats or if they ask so.

Trader - Unlike mediators in other clowders, Mallow Clowder have a separate role for cats who are taking care of the trades between the groups. They keep track of the traded goods, as well as their 'worth', making sure the exchange goes smoothly and fairly for everyone involved. Those who are caught 'cheating' in any way are first given a warning, and after another incident, they are stripped off their role.

Engineer - They are tasked with making projects and updating existing ones, so that mechanics can make then and redistribute. It ranges from basic utility tools, to how certain parts of buildings are constructed in the future, ending on accommodation and medical equipment that could help cats that ended up disabled (missing limb, paralysis, twisted bones). They work together with mechanics.

Cleaner - Are cats tasked cleaning the restricted areas, as well as other places after the night and after emergencies. Which means dealing with both dead bodies, as well as abominations that made their way out and are posing danger. It's one of the more difficult roles, requiring a lot self-control in the face of death and strength, as the monsters are often a lot stronger than average cat. For that reasons, being a cleaner is a huge honor and a huge responsibility, and those cats are very often picked to be a vice-manager, as they are usually the strongest in the clowder.

Other roles - They share other ranks with other clowders. Such as mediators (whose job is to negotiate outside relations between clowders and other groups, as well as inside relations between clowdermates, but also investigate accidents and crimes), guards (is what they call their 'warriors', who do most of the fighting and defending, and every cat (except nurses)) have to go through guard's training, and they also do other works around the camp, regardless if it's battle related or not), trainee (cats over 6 moons who train in their desired role and are under at least 12 moons), queens (nursing cats), seniors (cats who retired from their role), kit (cats under 6 moons).

Starting high ranks

Ages are accurate as of Moon 0.

(Heartwing is distantly related to Swampstem.)

(Darkclaw is also a mechanic, and Houndpelt is a cleaner.)

[lutawolf]

Love In the Air Ep 12 Review & Running Commentary

Previous reviews and commentary can be found here.

Are we ready for the pain people?? No! Well, me either, but still. I'm going to put myself through it. Masochist. That's what we all are.

We start off cute with dork boy getting a paper cut and Sky freaking out. Yes, I'm aware it wasn't actually a paper cut, but it wasn't much more than that either. It twas a mere flesh wound. The coconut is enjoying being fawned over a bit much. "Why are you smiling." "The pain makes me go crazy." 🤣🤣🤣 Nope, not worried all. Omg, I bout fell off the bed laughing when he scared him. Dead. I'm soaking up all this joy while I can. "Worried about me? I think it will heal faster if you kiss it." Did he really ask him to kiss it one more time. This boy is a simp. Is he gonna keep the band aid too. He can't help it your honor. The boy's cuteness drove him insane. It was a very long drive but none the less.

Omg, the brother is a dipshit, but I love him. Who are you to call someone silly! Ha! Are they seriously arguing over the type of dog. Are you really locker room talking. I am dying here. "He is a delicate and lonely boy who wants to be loved." Tell me Pai doesn't understand Sky. He gets him. I love how he is rambling on about his boy, and they are just listening. Soft teasing but actually very supportive. Seriously though, you notice how much attention he is giving to Sky. He knows him now.

Don't go to the party! Ha! Text from boyfriend asking him to shop with him. Party is less important. And off on the date they go. Couples' shirts! They are so stupid but look how Sky is smiling. HA! Look at Pai calling his boy out. I love it. Seriously though shit is always cheaper at a mall compared to a university.

He chose this place because he remembered you saying that you love barbecue. Oh! They brought it up. He's feeding him. So cute. I'm fucking dying you guys. And don't come in my comments talking about how you didn't like the wife comment. This was fucking hilarious. He wasn't using it to demean the female race or his partner. He was mocking him. Like bitch, you can accept being called boyfriend or they can know just how intimate we are. 🤣🤣🤣 The fuck boy has turned into a much better flirt.

Ah, the condo. The infamous condo where they first did the deed. Sky smacking him. These bitches are for sure switches. Ahh, assuring him that he is the only one. "When you snarl at me, I want you to do it again." The honest flirting is the best. See, Sky makes Pai a better person and he won't even deny it. He lays himself bare, with no qualms at being vulnerable.

That kiss was so sweet but now the heat is coming. I love it. Pai is like, screw the birthday party. That whine in his voice says it all, lol. Oh! Did you guys catch the "I'm yours, all yours."

Uh, I wanted to see it! I'm gonna whine. Fine. We are at the party now. Fucking, stupid party. You said it because you meant it. You are all his. This is not going to go well. He is like, I don't know who you are cayote ugly.

From this point on, I'm going to fill in some of the gaps with words by @akitbeast Cause my ass isn't going to risk a flashback while my two babies are sick. Depending on the trigger or flashback, I could push through to be there for my kids, but it wouldn't be great. So, to be safe, here is her commentary. Meet you at the next section.

TW: Sky watches party boy drapes himself over Prapai, and he's beginning to spiral. The lights, music and all are getting to him. He runs back to the car. He's flashbacking in red while he weeps in the car. "It's happening again"

TW: Back to the party. Party boy is interrogating Prapai, who is talking highly of Sky. Party boy makes a move, Prapai turns him down.Party boy looks like he's not done. Prapai walks out and is seen by someone.

Sky pretends to be asleep in the car when Prapai comes back. Prapai is worried but understanding that he's tired.

TW: Guy, who saw Prapai walk out calls Gun, lets him know he's just seen Sky, and he was with Prapai. He reminisces about Gun allowing him to do to Sky (verbally, no images). Gun is interested, wonders if Sky still remembers what he taught him. 🤢🤮🤮

I'm back! Okay, so we are at the point in which Sky is making excuses not to see him. Pai isn't stupid, not when it's important to him. He knows he has done something but doesn't know what. Still, he isn't giving up. Look, guys. We have a female coconut! Pai is hot. He doesn't know what is going on and doesn't know how to find Sky to fix it.

Sky answered to a number he didn't know. Notice that the first concern for Pai is that he is worried. Oh, baby boy, you are saying everything you expect him to say to you. The pain! I'm gutted! So is Pai.

Remember, Pai knows Sky better than he knows himself. He is just up in his feelings right now. See, he is starting to think. He knows better. Knows something is up. See why having such a determined person is important.

Sig is so perceptive. Total coconut but perceptive as hell. If he doesn't get a series, I'm gonna cry. Maybe it's just better to cry.

The sunflowers. He feels him everywhere. Sees him everywhere. Suprise, he is there! He might know, but he is pissed. Oh, you are killing me softly with your words. Strumming your pain. Damn. Poor Sky. He isn't even reading. He knows it line by line. He is killing me. Damn Pai, you need to hug him. Damn this love confession got me dead. I'm not crying. You're crying. Fine! I'm crying, but you know damn well that you are too. The begging is half gutting me and half a turn on. Don't judge.

Yup, this all started because you hugged someone else. How about you not do that. Kid, you are still worried about that. This man hid in a dark room, waiting lawd knows how long, for you to come back. Look at Pai reassuring him. Sky opened up about his ex. I hate that dude. A fucking wanna be dom his ex was. "I see nothing at all, cause love makes me blind." 🤣🤣🤣 "Then I'm permanently blind." "I guess we're both blind."

Rain, adorable white crayon. Pai is laying his claim all over the place. Wouldn't it be easier to just pee on him. Damn. These buffalos. Just Mark Your Territory Already! They are cute now. Their room! Damn!

That's all, folks. Hope you enjoyed it. 💜💜💜 Next week is gonna be rough, so remember to buddy watch! Wish you all the best.

[the-starlight-papers]

My sister and I accidentally invented the worst way to play Mario Kart.

We were playing DougDoug’s Dolphin shuffler. For those who are unfamiliar, this swaps between 10 different save states at random every 2-25 seconds. We were using it to play Mario Kart.

This mod already is kinda the worst/best way to play Mario Kart Wii. It takes about 5 minutes to set up the savestates, and then playing all the races to completion (with random swaps) takes about 30 minutes.

We got it started up, but the issue we ran into is that our controllers kept disconnecting. This was mostly due to my computer hating life, but we ran into an interesting quirk of dolphin: it will create new savestates while the game window isn’t focused, but it won’t load existing ones.

Because we had the game paused on coconut mall for so long, it rewrote most of our savestates with the same exact point in coconut mall. This created what my sister and I dubbed COCONUT PURGATORY. Mostly because it took us about five minutes of feeling like we were just replaying the same ten seconds of coconut mall to realize that we in fact were just replaying the same ten seconds of coconut mall.

So anyways. If anyone wants to play the worst round of Mario Kart Wii imaginable, let me know and I will send you the code.

[nerdy-nintendo-noodle]

Listen, aight...

Surely if they put the Bowser minigame in TTYD for switch that previously led to Super paper mario happening, then they ARE going to make Super paper mario at some point... right?

It would make sense just to forego the mini game that led to SPM and leave it out if they wanted. There's NO WAY they would spend that many hours recreating that mini game if they didn't need to...

I'm already going ape over this. This is the biggest tease ever. They have paper mario 64 on Switch online already. But what they don't have is wii.

They have gamecube tracks from MKDD on the mario kart booster packs or whatever you call them. So that could mean that gamecube is never coming to NSO. Then, that means there's nintendo wii tracks from MKW on the mario kart booster packs.

It would have been easier to drag the wii onto the switch via nintendo switch online. It WOULD have been easier. But nintendo have put the effort in to remake things from the wii already (coconut mall, of course).

Please, please... nintendo please be making a super paper mario remake at somepoint. I'm going crazy over here already with the belief you've given me after TTYD. They've gone further and made a remake of the 3DS Luigi's mansion dark moon (which I also love). So please be remaking SPM. The dedicated fans and I need this my lord... 🥺

[mightyflamethrower]

Former President Donald Trump challenged President Joe Biden to debate while he was speaking with Dan Bongino on his show on Monday. 

Trump pointed out how Biden turned down doing a Super Bowl interview, which would be a great potential aid for Biden's struggling campaign. But he can't do it because he can't talk. Trump said, "He can't do anything." Indeed, Trump questioned if Biden would even be his challenger, ultimately, and he offered to take Biden's spot at the Super Bowl interview. 

Then, reporters cornered Biden at the Chinatown Mall in Las Vegas, where he stopped for a boba tea — he got a pineapple coconut twist. He had difficulty hearing the price of the drinks he was buying and had to ask again about it. When he came out of the store, reporters let him know about Trump's challenge, and his answer was ridiculous. 

At first, Biden didn't answer; he just laughed, probably trying to figure out what to say. Then he said, "If I were him, I'd want to debate me too. He's got nothing else to do."

I don't think he quite got the irony and hilarity of what he said. 

"I'd want to debate me too" sounds like he's confirming that Trump is right, that he can't debate because he isn't capable at this point. 

Then, the hilarity of him claiming Trump has nothing else to do when Biden spends almost 40 percent of his time on vacation, and having ice cream is his typical pastime. His public schedule is often incredibly empty, and so lacking in any real work. It's a little busier right now, not with work, but "campaigning" like this — getting boba tea. 

[i-like-books-and-women]

So today was regionals which is the first competition that it actually matters cause elimination rounds started this weekend. (We made it to semi state). So here's your weekly band bus mario kart lobby update: the bus rides the rest of the season will all be 3 hours since they're in and around the capital of my state. This included this weekend. Yhe thought was play all 3 hours of the bus ride with some other kids because they started bringing their switches for mario kart time. But we cut it short because the kid who's switch died last week had stick drift issues this weekend and was screaming to the point that it was actually pissing other people off. So being the responsible upperclassman and section leader I am I said we were gonna stop playing. One of my flute freshman were one of the mario kart boys this weekend and this is the first time I've ever heard her cuss. I ended up red shelling her at the end of the last lap on one of the races and this girl gasps and half yells "fuck you em" which I thought was funny.

Our normal rager rage quit because people kept voting and winning the vote with moo moo meadows and she hates moo moo meadows. She also brought her sister's switch so we could use the dlc for coconut mall which devolved into "god I love nut mall guys" "please nut mall" "Oh my god it landed on nut mall" and all of us turning up our volume for the Coconut mall music.

No fun quotes this weekend tho. There might've been and i just forgot because it was a 5:45 am call time and I passed the fuck out on the way back and didn't play. Also no mario kart update next weekend because there's a week off for open class between regionals and semi-state

[ousama]

tagged by @mafuteru

Nicknames: isa and volt.. my wife calls me qibi and kwibby which are super cute too

Sign: libra

Height: 5′3 i believe

Last thing googled: pirate warriors 3 dressrosa crash. btw did u know on pc the final level crashes and  the only way to make it not crash seems to be multiplayer. iput over 100 hours into this game and cant finish it now im very salty

Song stuck in my head: fucking coconut mall

Followers: 867 currently it seems?

Amount of sleep: i either sleep 4 or 14 hours no inbetween

Lucky number: 111

Dream job: i jsut  want a job at this point man

Wearing: kinda worn out t shirt with a peace hand sign on it. my disco shorts.

Movies/books that summarize me: i hate reading sorry were counting webcomics now. senyuu is all u need to read to understand me as a person

Fav song: right now its pennys battle theme from pkmn sv

Fav instrument: keyboard is the only one i can play but i cant read sheet music lol

Aesthetic: sometimes its 80s arcades and sometimes its campy gothic cabaret shit it rly depends. creepy dolls also.

Fav author: i do not read <3

Fav animal noise: guinea pig wheeks..so cute

Random: i used to have a blog dedicated to an anime i never watched but my friends liked so i pretended i watched it

tagging umm @lovergirlnami @cod @heartflurrys @lostwoodz anyone else if they wants